Boy helps me get back on my feet, now standing I see this youth better. He was slim and almost hairless except for some robust patches of pubes above his dick and beneath his armpits giving away that he was just entering puberty and had a lot to grow up. His dark tan skin was almost caramel brown, making the tip of his cock almost pale in comparison. He didn't stand straight, but not nearly as slouched as Tarzan himself, however if he stood straight At this point I reacted that as I was checking him out, he was checking me out. I quickly tried to cover with my hands, he tried to put them away, but I didn't let him, certainly my circumcised prick was fascinating. He let me have my way and inspected me over. As I had said, we were pretty similar in height and built, then again we shouldn't had to be since I was older, and that detail didn't escape him.
"You thin like me when little! Me strong like Tarzan! Oom not so big as Boy!" well that was embarrassing, it was true but embarrassing not the less, and he continued looking at Tarzan. "Big brother bigger than Boy, Oom not bigger than Boy. Oom not Big Brother. Boy bigger..."