" Okay, smarty-pants. Which one's body do I have?" Ashley Richardson's, although you're a tad ... firmer ... all over, and you have a better butt," he...answered, noticing the heightened muscle definition in Veronica's arms and legs, and back. She couldn't be classified as muscular, which Dave didn't find attractive at all. But he could just discern the long, lean and sculpted muscles rise, roll and undulate as she moved. She had found the perfect aesthetic balance of fitness and feminine. " Thank you." I felt my face turning red. Compliments tended to fluster me."Well, I have to be going now." He stuck out his hand and I shook it again. "I'll be seeing you around I hope." Sure." I watched him walk away and then turned my attention back to the sign.The next time I saw him, I was leaving the grocery store as he was coming in. I said "hi" and he asked how I'd been. Even though I was in a hurry, I took the time to watch him walk away, noticing the shape of his butt in the crisp. I lived in a small trailer with my mom and sister and it was crowded, not a lot of privacy. I enjoyed the guy time. Up to this time I had limited sexual activity. I had only been with one girl. I had thoughts about guys but had never really saw myself as gay or bi. I bonded quickly with my uncle. He allowed me access to his porn and I ate it up hungrily. As I grew more comfortable around his place, nudity became more common. He was a nudist, at least at home. The thrill of being naked so. You look like you could use a... friend," he said as he grinned, then he started laughing. The thick trunk of his torso clenched as he chuckled, and I watched him, finding myself drifting towards him. "I'm Andrew," I found myself saying, and he shrugged. "Dave. Come on over and let's chat," he said, though I needed no invitation. I stopped in front of him and his green eyes, hidden under a bush of black eyebrows, examined me. "Nice, nice, boy. You couldn't resist," he laughed, and I stepped.