Dustin, the nerdy high school senior.

Today is Dustin’s 18th birthday, the day he can finally call himself a man. The only thing that he can actually say makes him a man. Ever since he learned about puberty in 6th grade, he couldn’t wait until he started growing body hair and his dick to get bigger (hopefully bigger than anyone else he knew).

Dustin still hasn’t grown any type of body hair that a man should, yeah he has some arm hair, but never got arm pit hair, leg hair, facial, chest hair, and to his biggest disappointment he never grew any pubic hair not even blond peach fuzz. Every day in middle school, during gym all of the other guys would talk about how they started puberty; growing hair, things getting longer and thicker, balls dropping, and needing to shave every couple of days.

Dustin just thought he may have been a late bloomer so he didn’t feel very embarrassed about it, but he was careful during camping trips, scout trips, and sleepovers. For some reason the guys like talking about or even teasing each other about their progress into puberty.

When Dustin entered high school and still hadn’t seen any growth, he started becoming distant from friends, changing in the stalls for P.E. so he wouldn’t be seen; didn’t help that his mother still bought him cartoon briefs and tighty whities. Which for anyone else who still wore them even their Senior year it wasn’t a problem because they had several inches of man meat hanging between their legs. Sadly, Dustin dick was only half an inch flaccid so it looked like a little lump, god forbid he got hard in high tighty whities, a whole whopping 1.5 inches.