Cal can not help but notice that nearly everywhere up and down his hall, there are amazingly cute boys. He's a little intimidated by the city boys around him, but a lot intimidated by their physique. Everyone in his wing seems to be fit and trim.
Cal had worked in a fast food restaurant over the summer and had a weakness for the food he was supposed to throw away at the end of the night. He would take it home and eat just before he went to bed, and it had left him with a spare tire around his middle. As he moves some of his boxes up to the top of his dresser, he can feel his tight t shirt lift up and expose his beginning belly.
Which of course is the moment the boy from next door walks in.
"I have got to get rid of this thing," he thinks, blushing.
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