"Please, Derrick, take your clothes off and lie down on the massage table". The attendant ushered him over to an empty massage table. Derrick took off his shirt and his pants, standing there in his boxers. He hesitated, his teenage body on full display.
"Don't be embarrassed, I've seen it all! Off with the boxers!", The attendant cheerfully said. Derrick sighed and took off his boxers, his tiny member with only a few wisps of hair hanging there.
Derrick climbed up on the table with this thin, lanky, pale body. "Okay lay down, Derrick", the attendant asked politely. Derrick laid down on his back, face up. "Okay, were going to being the massage. You wanted a sports massage, correct?". Derrick said yes.
"The attendant got some oils and lotions from under a nearby cupboard and got ready for the massage. "Before we begin, can you tell me what your favorite sport is Derrick?"'.
That's an odd question for a massage, Derrick thought to himself. A few moments later, he answered...