I Like Seeing Men Go Shirtless

It all started towards the end of my senior year of high school. My class had an end-of-high-school party at a pool. One of my favorite teachers - whom I will admit I had a slight crush on - was one of the chaperones for the day. Towards the end of the day a bunch of my classmates decided to fill up some water balloons and throw them at all the teachers for fun. My teacher got hit at least four times and ended up soaked. When it was time to leave shortly afterwards, I watched him walk over to his car. After he opened his car door, he reached for the back of his wet collar and pulled it over his head until he was standing shirtless in the parking lot. He wasn't particularly fit or tanned, but I just remember admiring him for being willing to be seen like that in public, if only for a few seconds. And now every time I see a man go shirtless in public I think of him.