Groaning, he climbed out of bed to get ready. Flexing his arms to let his lean muscles ripple, he pulled on a pair of small boxers, and scratched a scruffy chest on the way to the washroom. It wasn’t like he loved football or anything, but ever since his folks moved to the area; he felt he should hang out with the boys. Honestly, he’d have preferred to read a book, or perhaps sketch. The male form was his specialty.
Written by: Kushboo
Illustrated by: Jahnavi Amarnani