"Stand up," Jim said.
His tone had changed. It didn't sound as friendly right now. I stood in front of him.
"Strip."
Jim had seen me in shorts when we worked out. But I had never been nude. I undressed slowly. My breath was ragged. Finally I slid down my boxers and stood naked in front of him. Jim took his time looking at me. He stood up and walked around looking and occasionally touching. It was erotic touch. It felt like an examination. It felt like I was being inspected before he committed.
"Get me a glass of water," Jim said.
I walked to the kitchen nude and got him a glass of water. When I came back he was seated again. I handed him the water and he sipped it while he looked at me.
"Ok. Honestly, you are older than I like for a Boy. And I like my sex toys more fit. But I can work with this."
I felt insulted and started to say something. Jim held up a finger to stop me.
"No. You said you were in. So you don't get to argue."
I stood there angry but silent.
"I'm actually giving you one more chance to decide. I want you to go home and think about this for the rest of the day. Then if you are still in, tomorrow you come back at 9:00. I want you to shave your body. Legs, crotch, chest, armpits. You will keep yourself shaved every other day. Don't eat before you come over tomorrow. Questions?"
I shook my head no.
"See you tomorrow," Jim said.
I picked up my clothes and dressed and left.
I thought about what I wanted for the rest of the day. I knew I wanted in. That scared me. I didn't know what I was getting into, or why I wanted it. But I knew I wanted it. I woke up Monday morning and soaked in the tub for a while and then shaved my body. That was a new experience. Finally it was time. I went to Jim's house and let myself in. Jim was waiting for me in the kitchen.
"Are you in?" he asked.
"Yes," I said.
"Strip," Jim told me.
I took off my clothes and folded them neatly on a chair by the door. Jim beckoned me to follow him downstairs. We went into the gym and he had me get on the scale.
"I need you to lose around 20 pounds," Jim said.
He took me by the arm and led me to stand in front of a full length mirror. He pointed to my waist.
"You see this? This muffin top needs to go. Besides that, you need to trim out the rest of you. I want you to be more lean."
It was embarrassing to stand there nude in front of the mirror and have him point out flaws in my body.
"I like my Boy to be lean and fit," Jim continued. "You also need to continue the program I set up."
I had to stand there watching in the mirror as Jim inspected my naked body. Squeezing parts of me. Measuring others. Finally he was through.
"Follow me," he said.
I followed him upstairs into his bedroom. I thought we would get in his bed, but he went to his closet and got out a briefcase and opened it. He placed it on the bed and it was full of metal things. I didn't know what they were.