An Ass to Die For

It's a very strange thing. We all have our personal quirks. The things that make us unique and stand out from the crowd. I've just never met anyone besides me who has mine before, and to tell you the truth I'm not sure if it's a gift or a curse. You see, I have a girl's ass and not just any old girl's ass, but a perfect one at that. I know what you're thinking. You've probably seen gay porn or something and seen the fetish niche for "bubble butts" or whatever it is they call them. Let me just tell you, this is not that. This is a girl's ass - the closest thing I can think of is Jessica Simpson's ass from the Duke's of Hazzard movie.

Not that I realized this until college. I mean, it's not the type of thing your mother points out, and in high school everyone is so repressed anyway. Sure, I guess I got a few glances in the shower after gym class, but nothing I couldn't fairly easily blow off. If you pretend to yourself that something isn't going on, then in your mind it generally really isn't.

Besides there were lots of things that were changing during high school. At least for other boys. They were all growing taller, developing broader shoulders, deeper voices, hair on their chests . . . bigger penises. Yes, I noticed. It's not like I was obsessed with dick or something, it's just when your body changes as little as mine and all the other boys are swinging around their horse cocks it's hard not to notice.

I guess I should explain that other than my girly ass, not much else changed about me between the ages of 8 and 18. I mean, sure when I entered college I was 5'6" instead of 3'6", but most of that was in my legs. Lots of men grow thick, muscular legs, good for playing football or kicking ass, but me? I was more like a gazelle if you wanted to be nice about it, a pencil leg if you didn't, with long thin legs and delicate knees. I'd hardly grown much hair, and what I did have was downy blond to match my hair.

I was in the shower at the college gym my freshman year the first time I really noticed the effect my ass could have on the men around me. It was a group shower where the whole thing is one big white tiled room with six shower heads stuck in the wall, three on each side. Men would shower at the same time, and what of it? This was 1989, we all pretended homosexuals didn't exist.