~J-hope POV~
At school I never stood up for myself I always let people walk over me, I was a loser. When my hormones kicked in during puberty I had strong urges to look at guys. When I jacked off I was always thinking of guys. I have never been naturally attracted to girls. (I don't dislike girls. sex with a guy is more erotic for me) I was a late developer. My voice didn't change until very late into my teenage years. The need to shave and hair growth on my legs and genital areas were late. I was a little bit effeminate when I was younger. I was the ideal target for other kids to pick on. (By the few) I always had some friends (more like acquaintances) they to a certain degree were picked on by the Testosterone over flowing jocks. We were easy targets. Getting called queer or fag and that stuff.
When I left school and started working at the garage (The real world) I knew I at to change toughen up some, appear more a man, to survive in the jungle. I went to the gym and worked out toned up my body. Muscles not too big, I'm not a muscle Mary. I have good definition, swimmer and athletic body. I do karate and boxing, reached blue belt level so far. I can now defend myself I don't let people walk over me anymore, same time I don't go looking for trouble.
I'm proud of my body now I'm in good shape I flaunt it! When it's hot I just wear my boxers under my overalls. Unbutton the front down to my navel. When it's really hot I strip down to my waist. So if anyone wants to peep at my chest they are free to do so. I like to tease. Especially the guys that I catch looking. I get a lot of admiring looks from girls too.
The day started out quite ordinary at work. I was working on a car and was just at a crucial moment when I could not leave the job. I heard a motor bike approaching the guy had ridden up to where I was and switched of the engine. When I could I turned around to see if I could be of any help. Just as I turned around, he was walking towards me, lifting his helmet off as he approached. Shit this guy looks hot in his leathers I thought. When I saw his face I thought fuck it's the high school jock Brad from my high school days. At that very same moment he recognized me. His first words said in a sneering way were. "I didn't expect to see your sort working in a garage". He said it without thinking. Then suddenly realized what he had said. Before I could reply he blurted out. "I've a problem with my bike"...Is there anyone here that knows anything about bikes"... "I do". I said. He looked at me in a disbelieving way. He went to say something then stopped himself. The look on his face told me he had very little faith in me.
Suga is 20 same age as me. Muscular well-toned body about 190lbs (86kg) 6' 2" tall (188cm). He is your typical high school jock good at most sports had the pick of all the best girls at school. Demanded and got respect from everyone at school. Him and his buddies would walk down the middle of the corridors in school and everyone would step aside to let them pass. Those that failed to do so got pushed out the way.
I told him to start the engine. Wow when I saw him swing his leg over the machine. That nice well-formed bubble butt made my cock stir. After just a few seconds I knew what was wrong. For once I felt I was in control and I was not going let this opportunity to ride pillion with this leather-clad jock pass by. "Ok if we take it around the block I'll be able to hear how she runs" I said. He had a look of surprise on his face. Only this time he at to do what I told him. I sat on the back. I had him between my legs. If only I could have put my arms around him that would have been hot. We drove around the block and back to the garage.
I told him what was wrong and what I needed to do. "How long do you need to keep my bike? "Rushes garage told me they needed to keep it for 3 days. "I need my bike in 2 days time to meet up with some friends at a bike rally". "No problem. I just need to go and pick up some parts, then it will take me an hour at the most to fit and test her out". For the first time I saw a relaxed expression on his face. "Sure will appreciate it if you can do that," He said. "Do you want to wait here or can I drop you off somewhere"... "If it's ok with you I'll come with you". He said. We both drove over to the supplier. Picked up the parts and got back. It was during that trip to get the parts we talked and we discovered that we had similar interest. He was surprised when I told him I worked out and did karate.
