My boobs are practically non-existent. I’m an AA cup at most. I’m flat. I also have a runner’s build, my body is thin and a bit square-ish. Fortunately I’ve grown more and more accepting of my body over the last couple of years.
Yesterday, I felt like going for a run. With my hair tucked underneath a cap, and wearing loose-fitting shorts, I basically look like a boy when you aren’t looking closely.
So, I ran topless. I’m in a quiet part of town and it was late at night. I only encountered a handful of people from a distance, and I’m sure they all thought I was just some young, skinny guy. It was weirdly freeing.