dragonrazor
Boobies...BOOBIES....
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IC: Joseph Finn was a geek. He was tall, stick thin, with shaggy dark hair and brown eyes. He wore thick, oldfashioned glasses, and wore nothing but baggy sweatpants and shirts. He wasn't the smartest, but he wasn't stupid either. He just didn't fit anywhere. He wasn't good at sports, he hated classes, and he was clumsy and horrible with other people. His only distinguishing feature was one he didn't let anyone see. He was hung like a horse.
No, that isn't a figure of speech. He was literally hung the way a horse was, which was made even more disturbing on his thin, lanky frame.
He was actually ashamed of that, and avoided letting people see it. He avoided swimming, sun tanning, and other things. But one day he was caught unawares. He was in the guys' locker room, alone, showering. He had started masturbating, to relieve some pressure, when he thought he heard something. He stopped, and listened. Hearing nothing else, he continued stroking his length. Then he heard a gasp. He opened his eyes, and found himself face to face with the head cheerleader. He stood there, stock still, frozen in shock and fear.
Any minute, he expected the laughter, the teasing, the jokes. But all he got was silence, and he worried about that even more.
OOC: this thread's closed to vocalized.
The Cheerleader
No, that isn't a figure of speech. He was literally hung the way a horse was, which was made even more disturbing on his thin, lanky frame.
He was actually ashamed of that, and avoided letting people see it. He avoided swimming, sun tanning, and other things. But one day he was caught unawares. He was in the guys' locker room, alone, showering. He had started masturbating, to relieve some pressure, when he thought he heard something. He stopped, and listened. Hearing nothing else, he continued stroking his length. Then he heard a gasp. He opened his eyes, and found himself face to face with the head cheerleader. He stood there, stock still, frozen in shock and fear.
Any minute, he expected the laughter, the teasing, the jokes. But all he got was silence, and he worried about that even more.
OOC: this thread's closed to vocalized.
The Cheerleader