It’s been a while since I’ve invited a boy to stay with me. I suppose you could say I’ve something of a penchant for the local college boys and the feeling seems to be quite mutual. They come to see me, worried about all sorts of silly ailments. I think most of them are quite home sick and perhaps a little lonely, so I listen to them, talk to them and send them on their way relieved they’re not dying of whatever they’ve decided they’ve got!
Austin came to see me worried that he was too small for his age. It’s a fairly common worry with college lads, and I’m sure I initially make them feel a lot worse when I get up to greet them and they see all six foot six of me towering above them. Austin’s actually more than a foot shorter than me. It’s difficult to know what to say sometimes. They’ve usually done all the growing they’re going to do and just need to accept their size and start looking for the people out there in the world who like a fun-sized boy. There are a lot of guys like that about… Myself included!
Doctors probably shouldn’t take a sexual interest in their patients, but sometimes you gotta build a boy up. It’s no use telling him there are plenty of guys out there who’ll wanna be with him because he’s short. The way to build his self esteem is by letting him see the effect he’s having on you.
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