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Monster said:
I wish I was hairy on my chest, plenty of hair down below.
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Smooth chest + hairy legs does it for me, count your successful stars and enjoy it while it lasts. As purdy as you are today (that's meant to be a compliment), it won't.
Chest hair gets to be a pain in the ass as you age. I use my beard trimmer on my chest because in the summer my chest hair grows so much I get a friggin rash from the heat. It acts as an insulator.
Others have mentioned hairy backs and necks - I have those problems too; it's gross. And my freakin ears, and my freakin nose...hair grows everywhere but on the superior of my head. Hair growth moves around as you age for some reason. It's like it's trying to get out, can't make it thru the scalp, so it says "WTF - I believe I'll grow out through this guy's nose so his friends will say 'what IS that gross shit coming out of your face??'"
Then when you get seriously older, it all falls out except what's left (if anything) on your chief. Thinking of my dad in the hospital before he died in his 80s - his legs and crotch and torso were as smooth and hairless as a tiny boy, and he was a way hairy dude back in his d
All senior year I was in love with Justin Belisario.
He was the class president, quarterback of the football team, and one of the best-looking guys in school. Me, I was a nobody--a skinny wimp. I ran cross-country, the refuge for boys who couldn't get on the cool sports teams.
It was just my luck that we were in the same gym class. Back then after operational up a sweat we all had to strip and get in the gang shower. Geeks fond of me had to lay up with constant jeers and shouts of "fag" from the jocks. Having your towel snatched, or being "accidentally" shoved against a locker happened all the time.
I never saw Justin pick on anyone, though. Sometimes he even told a buddy to lay off tormenting a victim. Normally that would get you accused of being a "queer lover," but he had enough respect that no one called him that to his face.
Being bullied was bad, but trying not to look when the hunkier boys were parading around naked was worse. The mixture of terror and lust that was high school gym class gave the strength to put up with a lot later in life.
Gym shorts were cut lofty back then. Justin's restricted hips, hairy thighs and tight butt filled his to perfection. His V-shaped to
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