Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Birthday plans

Featured in this story: the twins (click for pictures)

Today I got a phone call from Jimmy, the twins’ older brother and a professional soccer player in England. He was here a few days ago to compete in an all-out ball kicking competition against his team mate Frank. He lost and had to bear the consequences, i.e. his nuts were shaved and abused by our models.

When he called he sounded cheerful and bright – much to my surprise. I had expected him to be upset about the way the competition turned out. I asked him about it and he chuckled.

“You see”, he said, “I didn’t like it – but I lost fair and square. I guess I have to hide my junk from the rest of my team mates, though. They’d have a field day on my nuts if they saw my shaved bits. I just hope Frank won’t tell them.” He sighed. “But he probably will.”

I grinned. “So everything is working fine again?”

Jimmy sighed. “My balls are black and blue. I haven’t tested their efficiency, yet, but I don’t think they will be out of order for long. You know, they have taken the odd blow on the field now and then – and there has never been any permanent damage…”

“That’s nice to hear…”

“Absolutely!” he chuckled.

I laughed.

Then Jimmy changed the subject: “It’s Will and Michael’s birthday in April and I thought we could do something special for them, like a party or something.”

“Sounds nice.”

“Yeah. Well, I’m pretty busy here at the moment so I won’t be able to do the planning”, Jimmy paused. “I wondered if you could do that.”

I thought about that for a moment.

“You know”, Jimmy continued, “invite a few friends, maybe have a theme to it, something like that.”

“Okay”, I said, “I’ll think of something. Will you be there on the day?”

“I will if I can arrange it.”

“Great. When is it?” I asked.

“It’s the 4th of April”, Jimmy answered.

“So we have more than two months to get things going.”


“No problem. It’s gonna be a wild party!” I grinned.

Jimmy laughed. “They are gonna love it!”

“You bet!”

“Alex, you could… you know… arrange for a few ball games to be played, too, couldn’t you?” Jimmy said with a mock-conspiratorial tone in his voice.

I laughed out loud. “You’re really getting into it, arent’t you?”

Jimmy laughed, too. “Kind of. I want them to have a great party. And what’s a party without popping a few balloons?”

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Soccer balls

Previous parts:
Phone call from Europe
Another phone call from Europe
Yet another phone call from Europe
Jimmy's training
Frank's training

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: DannyKevLeoSimon, and the twins (click for pictures)

Finally the day had come: Today soccer pros Jimmy and Frank were coming to our studio to compete against each other in a fierce ball kicking battle. Jimmy and Frank are both professional soccer players in a club in England. Jimmy is the twins’ brother and originally the idea had been for him to show us his ball kicking skills. Then Jimmy’s German team mate Frank had asked to join in for a competition: They each would get a kick at our models’ nuts. Whoever kicks the hardest would be the winner. And our models would get to punish the loser…

I have seen the videos for both their training sessions with the junior players of their teams. And I seriously did’t know who’ll be the winner…

Leo, our slender and willowy skater boy was the first to arrive at the studio. Shortly afterwards the rest of the gang arrived: Danny, the strawberry blond actor; Kev, the cocky jock boy; and Simon, our shy, geeky, bespectacled cutie – who was far from shy when you got to know him better…

Will and Michael, our beautiful blond gymnast twins arrived last and brought the protagonists with them: Jimmy and Frank were all smiles and seemed to look forward to the ball bashing they were going to give to the boys. They were dressed for the occasion: Both of them wore the official match gear, green soccer shirts with their name and number in white on the backside and the sponsor’s logos on the front, matching soccer shorts, socks, and soccer cleats. Their naked muscular legs were tanned and slightly hairy. They must have created quite an unusual sight when they walked the streets like that…

Jimmy had a large bag in his hand.

“Hi!” he grinned and shook my hand.

“Nice to meet you”, I replied and introduced myself.

I shook Frank’s hand, too. Both had a strong and firm handshake.

“Here”, Jimmy put the back on the ground and opened it. “I have something for you, guys.”

He grabbed some shirts out of the bag and handed one to everybody. Leo, Kev, Simon, Danny and the twins took off their own shirts and changed into the new ones. They weren’t the same ones Frank and Jimmy were wearing, though, these ones were skin tight. I had seen the boys in the training videos wear them. They seemed to be the training shirts.

Kev ran his hand over his abs and flexed his muscles. He grinned at Simon. “Nice, hmm?”

Simon smiled back. “Yeah…”

“So”, Kev addressed Jimmy, “do you have some shorts for us, too?”

Jimmy smirked at him. “No, I’m afraid.”

Kev gulped. “Okay, I thought so…”

“Undress please, so that we can start the game”, I shouted cheerfully.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Show biz

Featured in this story: Danny (click for pictures)

I was just doing some boring paperwork when the phone rang. It was Danny.

“Hi”, he said cheerfully. “How are you?”

“Fine, how are you?” I replied.

“Oh, I’m having the time of my life!” he laughed. “I’ve just finished shooting a nice little indie flick. ‘My life in slow motion’. It was great! I had three days of shooting. And for once I wasn’t just ‘Someone # something’ but I had a real part with a real name!”

“Great”, I said. “What name did you have?”

He paused. “Ashley.” He paused again. “I was supposed to be British.”

I chuckled. “Sounds fantastic!”

“Yeah”, he sighed. “I had to talk with a British accent. I even had an dialogue coach… Well, the set dresser lives in Scotland and she taught me. But it was just like having a dialogue coach! And the best thing about the whole movie was: I didn’t have to take my shirt off! It was real acting…"

Danny sighed again.

“I’m so happy for you”, I said, looking at my watch.

“Wow, I can’t wait to do another film like that. Those people are so nice. We had a great time on set! And I met another actor who wants to do a short comedy film. He said that maybe I could get the lead role!”

“Hey, your career is really taking off, hmm?” I said.

“Yeah, finally…” Danny cleared his throat. “Erm, listen, Alex, there’s something we have to talk about…“
I was silent. I sincerely hoped that the sudden meteoric rise in his career didn’t mean Danny wanted to quit his job here at our website.

“This comedy short is really important for me…” He paused. “And the whole crew is taking a very serious approach to it. We were thinking of… you know… the whole ‘method acting’ stuff and so on…”
I wasn’t quite sure what Danny tried to tell me. What was he trying to tell me? Was he going to quit his ballbusting day job to experience life as a monk?

“The film is going to be called ‘Rocks/Off’”, Danny explained. “And it’s about four guys who keep getting hit in the nuts throughout the film. On the surface it’s lowbrow comedy but we want to make it a masterpiece, especially in regard to the acting….”

I grinned. Thank God Danny couldn’t see me.

“So I thought, you know, we could have a little workshop at your studio. Just the four of us. We could have a look at the videos and perhaps we could do some nutshots, too. I’m pretty experienced in that field – that’s why they consider me for the lead. But the other actors are greenhorns. They have been racked once or twice, but that’s it. And that’s not enough to pull it off convincingly, wouldn’t you agree?”

I refrained from laughing and said in the most earnest voice I could summon up: “Sure. Do you think you’ll need an assistant?”

Danny thought about that for a moment. “No, I can do it to the others. After all, I’m a professional ballbuster by now…”

“Okay, fine”, I grinned, “when do you want to do the workshop?”

“What about next week?” Danny asked.

“No problem. When?”

“It’d be best if we had a whole day. There are always some slow learners…”

“Okay, I’ll think about it and then I’ll call you.”

After Danny had hung up I went over to the kitchen where my cameraman Chad was smoking a cigarette and drinking a cup of coffee. I told him about Danny’s plans.

Chad nearly spit out his coffee and looked at me in disbelief.

I shrugged.

Chad laughed. “You can’t say he’s not taking his acting seriously.”

Monday, January 21, 2008

Soccer balls: Frank's training

Featured in this story: Phil (click for pictures)

Previous parts:
Phone call from Europe
Another phone call from Europe
Yet another phone call from Europe
Jimmy's training

Almost two weeks after I had watched Jimmy’s training video I found the time to pop the next DVD into the player. The writing on the disc said “Frank’s training”.

Frank was one of Jimmy’s team mates. He was going to accompany Jimmy, the twins’ brother, to our shooting of a little game of “Soccer balls”, a nut kicking contest between the two soccer players. All of our models, including Jimmy’s siblings Will and Michael were going to provide the nuts for it.

I had told Jimmy that the loser of the competition would be punished afterwards. So he and Frank were highly motivated to win and throw some serious kicks into our models’ balls.

Jimmy’s video had shown me that he was a frontrunner for the title of “Ball Kicking Champion”.

Now I was very curious if Frank was going to give him a run for the money…

The video started. The camera wasn’t placed outside on the field but inside some kind of gym. Apparently it was placed on a tripod at the middle line of a soccer field. I could see the goal and there were several soccer balls behind it.

In front of the goal the video showed ten young guys. A few faces were familiar: I had seen them in Jimmy’s video. There were Raoul, Søren, Mick, Phil and Bailey. I didn’t recognize the other boys but they all seemed to be in their late teens.

They were wearing their tight training tops, soccer shorts and shoes, and they were all looking to the left of the camera.

I heard a voice but couldn’t see the speaker: “Let’s start, hmm?”

Saturday, January 19, 2008

New Polls: Jesid's partner/Condoms?

Jesid’s casting is scheduled for the 12th of February. We have yet to decide who will help Jesid in the casting, i.e. who will fuck him and get fucked by him. Yesterday Leo volunteered to be Jesid’s partner in the casting. But we’ll let you decide. Please vote for one of our models in the poll on the right.

Another question: Will the guys use condoms or will they do it raw? You decide.

Friday, January 18, 2008


Featured in this story: Leo (click for pictures)

Today Leo came to our studio. He had his skateboard with him (apparently he takes it everwhere…) and wore his usual sagging jeans and t-shirts. He had a baseball cap on his curly black hair.

Two days ago he had endured quite some torture in a gynaecological chair during our cumshot competition. Today he seemed to have recovered from it.

I asked him about it.

He sighed. “Man, Kev really worked my balls over.” He grabbed his balls when he thought about the devastating punches and kicks that our muscular jockboy had delivered to his manhood. “But it was okay.” 

He grinned shyly. “I tried to jack off yesterday but my nuts were too sore. But today I shot a huge load…” I grinned back at him. “So you enjoyed it?”

“Well, not exactly. I wouldn’t want to do it again. But it was… well… interesting. Oh, and I had never tasted cum before. That was… interesting, too…” He flushed. “And when Kev touched my hole – before he busted my balls – that was really awesome.” He paused. “I’ve read on the site that you are going to cast a new model. Jesid.”

“Yeah”, I said, “our members have chosen him to be the next one.”

“Nice. I mean, I would really like to meet that Nate guy with his three balls… But Jesid sounds interesting, too”, Leo said,

“Perhaps we’ll cast Nate, too, I’ll have to think about it. But Jesid is going to be in the next casting.”

Leo looked to the ground. Then he looked at me and asked: “You know, with Jesid it’s all about fucking and ballbusting, right?”

“Yeah”, I nodded. “He is quite into sexual ballbusting.”

Leo bit his lower lip. “Do you have anyone on mind to… you know… help with the casting?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you’ll need a partner for Jesid.”

“Right. No. I haven’t thought about it, yet”, I said.

“I could… I mean… If you need a volunteer…” Leo stammered, all red in the face.

“Oh”, I said. “You mean you’d like to try fucking with a guy?”

“Well, I don’t know. But this Jesid guy looks hot and I… Why not, you know?” Leo said and put on a smile.

“Okay, what about this: We’ll let our members decide. Tomorrow we’ll publish a poll about who will be Jesid’s partner in the casting. Okay?”

Leo grinned. “Okay.”

“By the way, Leo, a few weeks ago you told me that you wanted to show our intro video to your friends. What did they say?”

Leo grinned. “They found it hot. In fact, they said that they wouldn’t mind if we came over to the skate park and did a video there.”

“Great idea. We’ll do that.”

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Poll results: The next casting

We asked you to choose the next guy to get cast. 93 people took part in the poll. Thanks to everyone who voted for their favourite(s).

Here are the results:

Jesid, “the sex buster”: 60%
Nate, “the three-nutter”: 35%
Aaron, “the one-nutter”: 29%
None of them: 8%

(Multiple votes were possible.)

So we have a clear winner: Jesid, 22 years old, a cute Mexican boy, short brown hair and brown eyes. He says he has quite a lot of experience in hardcore porn and that he loves to get busted while fucking or getting fucked. It will be interesting to find out if he really does…

Jesid's casting will be on February the 12th.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Spit it out

Previous parts:
Leo's idea
Dog day afternoon
Simon says yes
The preparations

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: KevLeo and Simon (click for pictures)

When Kev arrived Chad and I had already placed the gynaecological chair in the middle of the room.

Kev looked at it and laughed. “Man, this is gonna be fun!” He sat down on the couch and asked: “Umm, by the way? What are we gonna do today? I talked to Leo and he told me that I’m supposed to make him and Simon cum.”

“Yeah, basically that’s it”, I said. “It’s a cumshot contest between the two of them.”

Kev raised his eyebrows. “I’m not gonna blow them or anything. I’m no---”

“You don’t have to”, I said quickly. “You are gonna bust their balls until they cum.”

Kev grinned. “Right.” He paused. “Do they know about that? Leo didn’t say anything about having his nuts busted….”

I grinned back at him. “That’s gonna be a little surprise for them…”

Kev laughed. “Okay. Nice.”

A few minutes later Simon and Leo arrived. They were all smiles and seemed to look forward to the game.
Leo was wearing his usual skating clothes: big sagging jeans, boxers and two t-shirts. He was carrying his skateboard under his arm.

Simon didn’t surprise me with his outfit, either. He was sporting dark blue trousers, a light blue shirt with a dark blue tie, and a dark blue woollen slipover. His dark blond hair was combed neatly.

They said hello to Kev and sat down on the couch on either side of him. I told Chad to start recording while Kev, Simon and Leo joked and got comfortable.

“Let’s start”, I said and looked at Chad. He nodded at me. “Okay, this is gonna be our cumshot competition. Kev here…” Kev saluted. “… is going to make you cum. Why don’t you take over?”
Kev grinned and grabbed Leo’s and Simon’s clothed crotches, squeezing them lightly. “Who wants to go first?”

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Spit it out: The preparations

Previous parts:
Leo's idea
Dog day afternoon
Simon says yes 

Featured in this story: Leo (click for pictures)

In a few days we are going to shoot the “Spit it out” video with Leo and Simon competing against each other in a rather twisted game. They are going to have their balls mangled by the Kev. The one to shoot the biggest load will be the winner.

Leo and Simon both think they will be jerked off to climax – pretty naïve, considering our website is called “Ballbusting Boys”.

Chad has organized a gynaecological chair for the occasion (one of his girlfriends is a gynaecologist, he told me) so that Kev will have unlimited access to Leo’s and Simon’s juicy balls. Chad has brought some straps, too, so we can stop Leo and Simon from cheating by using their hands to jerk off or guarding their balls. Their legs and their arms will be fixated with the straps.

I had called them both to be sure that they were okay with the strapping.

“Yeah, sure”, Leo said cheerfully. “Do what you have to do!”

“Okay, we will”, I said.

“Oh, by the way, I haven’t cum for over a week now! My nuts are filled to the brim!” Leo said. He paused. Then he groaned: “God, I’m so horny…”

“It’s just another three days”, I said.

“Damn, three days…” Leo sighed.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

High kicks

Previous part:
Danny's brother
Featured in this story: Danny and David (click for pictures)

Yesterday I had talked to Danny on the phone. His younger brother David was in town and they both were going to stop by our studio today.

They came around noon. Danny introduced me to his brother, a very good-looking 19 year old dancer. He has black hair and beautiful green eyes. He is a bit taller than Danny, with muscular legs and a slim built. He wore a black shirt, the top buttons unbuttoned so we got a nice view of his tanned, smooth chest, sleek and tight black trousers that bulged at his crotch, and black leather shoes.

David looked around our studio and raised his eyebrows. “It’s a bit of a shabby place, no offence”, he said.

I looked at him in disbelief. He was a guest here after all.

“Sorry, I don’t believe in little white lies”, he shrugged. “But I have to say that it looks better on the video I’ve seen. On the other hand, I didn’t see much of the studio anyway, I was so fascinated by my brother swallowing all that slimy cum…” David grinned at his brother who looked miserable.

“You looked like a cheap whore…” David laughed. “But at least you were more convincing than in those other films I saw you. Congratulations. This performance is the peek of your career. It makes your previous jobs pale in comparison…”

“David”, Danny snapped and looked at me apologetically.

I was a bit irritated by David’s cocky attitude.

“So this is ballbusting paradise, hm?” David continued, walking around the studio like he was going to buy the place. He turned to me and smiled: “I love kicking balls myself.” He threw a powerful high kick into the air. “Dancing lessons are a perfect training. I bet I’m better at it than my brother here.”

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Danny's brother

Featured in this story: Danny and David (click for pictures)

The phone rang.


“Hi, this is Danny, how are you?”

“Fine, how are you?” I replied.

“Great, umm, I wanted to ask you for a favour”, Danny said.

“No problem, what--- Oh, wait a moment, I completely forgot to ask you about next Tuesday. I was meant to call you last week. We have scheduled a shooting and I wanted to make sure you are available”, I explained.

“Wait, let me check.” I heard Danny go through his calendar. “I’m sorry. I have another appointment on Tuesday. You know, I have a small role in the new Spielberg movie and the shooting is on Tuesday.”

“Oh, damn, I already called the twins and they won’t be available, either. Looks like it’s just Kev going for Simon’s and Leo’s balls, then”, I said.

“I’m really sorry, but this is very important for my career. It’s a small role, ‘Clerk #3’, but it’s Spielberg…” Danny said apologetically.

“Never mind”, I replied, “I completely understand. I’m sure Kev can handle it. It’s going to be a raunchy piece, though, I’m sure you would have had a great time…”

“Yeah, well, next time…”

“Uhum. So, how can I help you?” I asked.

“Well, my brother is in town tomorrow. And he wants to see the studio”, Danny sighed, “he’s a total jerk, but he’s my brother…”

“Okay, no problem, you can come by tomorrow. But--- why do you want to show him the studio? If you two don’t get along very well I don’t understand why you would want to show him this place…”

“It’s a long story. Let’s just say that he found out about the website and he is threatening to tell our parents”, Danny said with a miserable tone in his voice. “And, honestly, I don’t want them to see me doing what I do in the videos.”

“Oh, yeah, sure.” I thought about the video of him getting his mouth filled with the twins’ cum. And that wasn’t even a member video but a free one… “But I assume your brother is at least 18 years old?”

“Yeah, he’s 19 and he’s a dancer. Quite successful at that, too”, Danny sighed again. Maybe he was a bit jealous about his younger brother? “He does mostly ballet, but sometimes he does musicals and other shows. He isn’t bad at it, actually he’s really good – it’s just that he likes to rub it in, you know, him being more successful than me… He’s called David by the way. However, we’re going to come by tomorrow, okay?”

“Yeah, I’m looking forward to it!”

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Soccer balls: Jimmy's training

Featured in this story: Phil (click for pictures)

Previous parts:
Phone call from Europe
Another phone call from Europe
Yet another phone call from Europe
Today Jimmy’s training video was in the mail.

Jimmy is the twins’ older brother. He lives in England and is the captain of a soccer team, a rather successful one at that (I have searched the internet for him and his team and I have to say that I’m quite impressed by the titles they have won.)

It was his idea to come to do a video with us. In a few weeks he’ll be here in the States, visiting his family and his friends. He is bringing a team mate of his, a German guy called Frank, and they both are going to do a skit – I called it “Soccer balls” – in which they both will compete for the title of “Best Ballkicker”. I’ve told our boys – the twins, Danny, Leo, Simon and Kev – and they were very intrigued by the idea.

Anyway, Jimmy had told me on the phone that he had gotten some of the junior players from his English soccer team to agree to provide the balls for the training. He and Frank were both quite eager to win the competition, mainly because the loser – i.e. the one with the weaker kicks – would be punished afterwards by our models.

I opened the envelope and found a short letter, some pictures and an unmarked DVD. The letter read: “Hi Alex, here’s the video. I’ve send you some of the promotional photographs for Frank and me, too. Looking forward to the see you in January! Jimmy.”

There were four pictures: two of Jimmy, two of Frank.

Jimmy is a very attractive 29 year old guy, blonde like his brothers, beard stubbles on his face, and a killer smile for the camera. He has strong soccer player’s legs and although the bright green, shiny soccer shorts didn’t reveal much of his package, it looks quite promising.

Frank is a bit younger, 26 years old, has dark brown hair and equally muscular legs. He isn’t as attractive as Jimmy, but he has a certain raw and brutal – and quite intriguing – quality to his looks, with a rather chiseled face, broad chin, and a quite menacing look in his eyes. It says on the back of the foto (where name, age, and position are noted) that he plays in a center forward position. That fits…

I popped the DVD into the player.

Friday, January 4, 2008

Dog day afternoon

Previous parts:
Leo's idea 

Featured in this story: Chad (click for pictures)

After Leo’s idea about the cumshot competition between him and Simon (though we hadn’t heard from Simon, yet) I had second thoughts about not telling them that their balls were going to get hurt in the game. I decided to talk to Chad about it.

When Chad came into the studio today he looked miserable. He was walking funny and cupping his crotch with his hand. He sat down behind the computer with a deep sigh.

“What’s up?” I asked him while I went over to the kitchen to get him a cup of coffee.

When I came back, he was rubbing his groin.

“Some kind of accident?” I grinned.

“Sort of”, Chad groaned. “I met this girl at this party on New Year’s Eve.” He grabbed the coffee and sipped. “Oh, hot!”

“The girl or the coffee?”

“Both”, he chuckled and put the cup on the desk. “She’s not the problem. Her dog is. It’s a Rhodesian Ridgeback, a huge thing. And apparently the former owner was a hard-ass feminist or something – that dog has the tendency to nudge people’s crotches with its muzzle. And with ‘nudge’ I mean ‘batter’, and with ‘people’s’ I mean ‘my’…” Chad groaned again. “This beast has just the right height. It doesn’t even have to take aim. It lunges at me and ‘bang’ – right in the profiteroles…”

I laughed.

“It’s not funny!” Chad interrupted me with an angry glance. “You try having your junk smashed every half an hour!”

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Yet another phone call from Europe

Previous parts:
Phone call from Europe
Another phone call from Europe

Today I got another phone call from Jimmy, the twins' older brother, who is a professional soccer player in England and agreed to to a video with us when he is here in the States in January. He wants to bring another team member, an German player called Frank, so they both could do a ballkicking competition.

"I told you that Frank and I wanted to practice our kicks", Jimmy said. "Well, I got some of the junior players from our club to lend me their nuts for a training."

"Oh", I said. "How did you get them to do it? I suppose they didn't come and offer them up, did they?"

He laughed. "No, of course not. But I'm the team captain after all, so I told them I could give them some valuable advice for their careers, promotional things, who to choose as agents and representatives, which advertising contracts to accept and which to avoid, you know, stuff like that. They are all 18 or 19 years old and they know all about soccer - but nobody teaches you those other things. And as a soccer player you have to feather your nest while you're still in business... They were quite thrilled by the idea. So we had a deal. Great, huh?"

"Yeah", I said.

"So we met last week for training. First I gave them a basic tutorial, then they let me kick their balls. I was quite successful at both tasks", Jimmy chuckled.

"Great. How many guys did you get for the training?" I asked, fascinated by Jimmy's power of persuasion.

"Hmm, there were around five or six guys. Enough balls to kick around. And I got better and better..."

"Sounds great", I grinned. "I suppose you don't have a video?"

"I fact, I do", Jimmy said. "I'll send it to you. It isn't long but there is some good stuff on the tape..."

"Fantastic", I replied. "I can't wait to see it!"

"And by the way, Frank told me that he was filming his training session, too. So perhaps I can get you his video, too. And I'll get a peek at his technique..."

So we agreed that Jimmy would send me his video and he'd ask Frank for his tape, too.

I'll tell you about both of the training sessions as soon as I get the material...

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Leo's idea

Featured in this story: Chad and Leo (click for pictures)

Today Leo came over to the studio. My cameraman Chad was editing some video footage from our "Take one for the team" shooting: He was cursing and swearing constantly, apparently because the software didn't do the things it wanted it to.

I was busy doing all the book-keeping stuff that comes with running a website: Writing checks for our models, updating their online profiles, etc. It is a fulltime job...

Anyway, the doorbell rang and I opened the door. Leo was wearing his low-hanging jeans, boxer shorts underneath but with the waistband in plain sight, two t-shirts and sneakers. He looked like he had a hang-over, his curly black hair standing on ends and dark circles around his eyes.

"Hi", he said with a raspy voice.

"Hi, Leo", I replied and threw him an amused look.

He sighed with a wave of the hand. "I am still drunk from the New Year's party with my buddies at the skate park. Ughh, it was a rough night..."