Sounds interesting. Tim cocked his head slight;y, like a big golden retriever who just heard a strange sound.  He had caught Vincent's words before he had choked them off.  Go ahead finish your thought... see me at this moment... doing?<br/><br/>Before Vincent could respond though a new comer strode through the door and approached them.  Tim heard him speak and turned to look at the familiar voice.  He was not disappointed.  Nash Newcum stood there coming to a stop and taking a seat.  Tim instantly recognized him from working out along side him for some time now.  What stood out more in his mind is all of the times that he has seen him after working out in the locker room.  The chiseled abdominals, smooth skin of his perfect little ass, and his great cock.  On more than one occasion Tim had thought he saw it bobbing up and down with just a little too much hardness for a boys locker room and wondered about Nash, but had never said anything.  But now, he knew, at the very least Nash was curious like him.  And to make things better, he was familiar, and Tim had fantasied on more than one occasion about talking to Nash about some "play" time.<br/><br/>"Hey, Nash.  I didn't know you were coming.  Good to see ya.  Na, ya didn't miss much, we were just talking and shit.  How ya been?  Missed ya at the gym today."<br/><br/>Vincent spoke to Nash as well, welcoming him, then without warning he stalked off of the stage and back into his office.  Yelled some obscenities at apparantly no one and then approached again.<em>What the fuck?</em><br/><br/>Sure, I'd like to know a bit more about what this club is all about... I mean we know at least a bit.  But I think it is a good thing to all be on the same page so we at least have ourselves some common rules and shit.