"Yes, I'm eighteen." Don't say it. Don't... "...and a half." He had a short buzz cut, wore a leather collar around his neck, and filled out his tight black tee and leather pants that could have been painted on him. He had just enough stubble on his face that I wanted to call it "scruff'. Once I realized I was checking out a gay guy, I blushed slightly. I wonder if they have some of that latex stuff just for that purpose...