06 Sep
Twinks 4 Bucks
Twinks 4 Bucks
He was moving into a room a few doors down from me. I could tell
he had arrived a while before I had because he’d worked up a good sweat.
He had taken off his shirt and his broad, hairless chest was beaded with
sweat.
“Hey, Bryan!” I called out when I saw him.
“Hi, Lance,” he replied, flashing me a broad, genuine smile full of
perfect white teeth.
He was a really nice guy and one of the few straight friends I
had. It was actually strange to me that we were friends since he wasn’t
really the kind of guy I usually hung out with. He was very religious,
something I’d done away with a long time ago, and he was really into
playing all kinds of sports, something I hate.