Chapter 7

He had eaten a lot, but I guess he must’ve been hungry after the game. I sat across from him sipping on my soda. I wasn’t very hungry.

He ate so much. How can anyone eat as much as he does? Let me explain. He eats as much in one sitting that both my mother and I eat for all three meals in two days.

“You wanna sleep over tonight?” He asked once we were in his truck again. I wanted to, but he just seemed a bit upset tonight. He looked over at me. I sighed a bit.

“Did you ask your parents? …And my mom would probably want me home.” He frowned. Shivers. “I could as…ask her though. I would love to spend the night.”

She said I could spend the night. She also told me to use protection. I told her we weren’t doing that and she laughed. How embarrassing!

My mom is young. She had me when she was just eighteen. My dad was twenty five. They met in Japan and my mother moved to America and then the divorce, blah, blah, blah. She’s just really a good mom. My grandparent’s didn’t want her to keep me.

We walked into his house a little pass ten. I could hear people snoring. It was such a large house. We went down some stairs and into a room. It had blue walls and a bed. He had a dresser and a desk. It was very…plain.

“Well, this is my room.” He pulled off his sweatpants and I instinctively turned my head. I looked at him again. God, his thighs were bigger than my waist. Erection. I blushed.

He took off his shirt. He was bigger than his friends. He also had a belly. I liked it. I had to fight the urge to turn away. I wanted to look at him, but it made me feel wrong for gawking at him.

His arms were huge. I couldn’t believe how much larger he looked without clothes on. His neck was thick and he had incredibly broad shoulders.

I must really look like a little kid when we walk next to one another. He had dark blond hair on his forearms, calves, and a little leading from his pubic area to around his navel.

“Do you mind if I go and take a quick shower?” He asked. He was still wearing his underwear. I was hoping he’d take it off. Shower? He asked me if I’d be okay while he took a shower! I forgot you're supposed to answer questions.

“Oh, go and take one. I’ll be okay.” He left the room. Boxer briefs still on…damn. I sat on his bed and took off my sneakers and socks. I stood up and went to go and place them by the door. His gym bag was open on its side and all his stuff was spilling out. I picked up the tights and a couple of bottles.

HGH...what’s HGH? I shouldn’t snoop. Human growth hormone. Steroids? I put them back and sat on his bed. He was taking steroids? Why? Well, that’s obvious, but he could get sick, can’t he? Don’t they like, make bones weak and cause mood swings and shrink your…no!