"Dom"
By Chris Newman
This is a true story from when I was at a summer camp (I was about 16). This was several years before I came out, so I tended to write in the third person and I didn't understand what love meant. --
Dominic was the most wonderful youth Chris had ever seen. He was both handsome and cute at the same time, and was very intelligent and talented. His face had a cute, slight pug nose with dark eyebrows and deep eyes. He was missing his two canine teeth leaving his four front teeth and showing that he was at the wonderful age of blooming adolescence. Freckles were scattered lightly about the close set features of his face enhancing the cuteness. His light brown hair was combed in a slightly mused wave with a part near the center. He had a dark golden brown tan over his entire body.
His shoes were worn grey white with a sharp contrast to the bottom of his tanned legs. His ankles were covered with sexy hair, but his thighs had the smooth hairlessness of youth. His shorts were grey and wrinkled where his legs moved. His shirt was white with thin black stripes, the shirt sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and a pocket over each side of his chest. The top two of three buttons at the neck of the shirt were opened giving a glance of the dark tan of his upper torso.
Chris had watched Dom for several days. When it was finally sunny, Chris stayed as close as possible to Dom without raising suspicion. Chris laid to suntan near Dom and his girlfriends. Dom's chest was wonderful in the brilliant sunlight. His chest was slight, but well formed with two prominent nipples. His stomach muscles formed into firm squares, or stretched to a cavity when he put his graceful arms behind his head and laid with the sun glinting off his brown chest.
Dom slipped on his purple muscle shirt as he walked with Chris to go get some soda pop. They talked together about the lines of his girl friend's swimsuit, and they climbed through the window to Chris's room to get the pop. Chris watched Dom vault his athletic body through the window with enjoyment.
Later that day, they all decided to play volleyball. When Chris saw Dom take off his shirt, Chris knew he had to play the game. Chris was often distracted through the day as he watched Dom's wonderful chest muscles ripple as Dom jumped to serve or hit the ball. When they finally broke up for dinner, Dom put his shirt on, but Chris still enjoyed watching Dom while he ate.
The next day, when Chris went swimming, Dom was there with the glory of his wonderful adolescent body. Chris helped Dom get wet in the cold water and watched the droplets glisten in the sun on Dom's athletic chest. Chris loved to watch Dom's cute face as Dom swam around.
When Chris went to the beach on the last day he would be near Dom, he saw Dom lying chest down on the dock, looking at the people on shore with his cute face accented by the sunlight. Then Dom lowered his body into the water as Chris watched his cute chest, and swam to the shore to dry off in the sun. Chris enjoyed seeing the nipples protrude from Dom's wet chest. Chris knew he was irrevocably in love with Dominic.