Tom did notice that his father had made some sort of attempt to limit the amount of hair around the penis. It had obviously been shaved somewhat which...made the whole penile shaft and knob stand out in bold relief against Hank’s abdomen. Below the penis was a dangling scrotum sack that still had water dripping off it into the hot-tub. That scrotum sac was bracketed by two strong legs that still had some youthful strength in them from Hank’s squash playing days. All together Hank wasn’t too bad a. ‘You shouldn’t be here.’ I warned him as I dropped the end of my cigarette on the ground, grinding it out with my shoe. I felt him shrug as he kissed the side of my neck. ‘I don’t care. I haven’t done more then look at you all day and watch the other boys and girls eye you up. It drives me crazy’ I grinned amused by the possessive, passionate tone of his voice and by the fact he was never far away from me. His loyalty and habit of never being far away, watching, was something I found. I mentally kicked myself for forgetting to put pants on this morning and wondered how I had gotten this far through the school day without noticing it before. “If I just sit here, with the sketch pad covering me,” I said to myself, “perhaps no one will notice.”I kept drawing to pretend everything was normal. But as I drew a smile on the face of Ms Christie, it didn’t look right. In fact, it didn’t look like Ms Christie any more. It looked like my sister, Tabatha. That’s funny, I thought. . I wanted him so bad. He was perfect, do I risk it and tell him how much I desired him? I had no more time to think as he called 'excuse me, umm Denton is it?'. He remembered my name from when I introduced myself at the front door. He then asked if I was busy or was going out for lunch. And I said no. He flushed the toilet and opened the door.Before I had the time to say what I wanted. He launched onto me and starting kissing me, his lips were warm and I felt some sweat dripping from his upper.