With the tightie-whities on, I've gotta pack the monster away, not to be seen. 'Jesus, Mike! You're not wearing any underwear!' We were in the men's changing area, and somehow Mike and I ended up alone.
And then things changed.īeing close with Mike, and practically growing up with him, this hadn't been the first time I had seen him in a state of undress. Finally being 18, we looked forward to scoping out some of our more curvaceous classmates in their itty-bitty bathing suits, maybe leading to a late-night rendezvous with at least one of them. When we graduated, Mike and I were amongst a group of seniors that decided to celebrate at the local water park. There was nothing that I hesitated going to Mike about, and he felt the same about me. We were each loved in the other's household. We were compadres in junior high, and even stayed close through high school.
Mike and I had known each other for years.
