<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fNuZkrf.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Travis<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gym<br/><strong>Rolls/Actions: N/A</strong><br/><hr/><br/>"Thank jesus fuck. I was hoping you weren't some kind of madman..."<br/><br/>Travis chuckled likely at that. The other man was clearly a bit paranoid, which was fine by him. It was actually kind of charming to see the other man so tense. “Well, yeah not a Madman at least not that I know of. Rebellious sure, but mad no. Still it is nice to meet you Drake,” he said with a charming but toothy smile.<br/><br/>" I mean, I'm painfully horny too, maybe there's some pheromone in the air, but I'm not going around fucking people! No matter how hot they are... Fuck all who thinks otherwise!"<br/><br/>Travis snickered at that, well if he was not going to try to fuck him, he was fine with that. Heck if he really did not believe than Travis might be able to get a free win out of it. He might have felt guilty about thinking that if his own escape where no on the line. “I think you need to relax a bit; you sound like one of those kids that doesn’t want to do something because their mom told them to,” he teased. “The game is probably fake you are right, but still I bet you would like to be fucked anyway and it would certainly help me with my problem. No pressure but if you want the option is there.” He was rather sure the game was real but hey if Drake wanted to not believe and help him out he would not complain.<br/><br/>"I guess if we're going to trust each other, we'll have to start by spotting each other. Travis, you first."<br/><br/>Travis smirked and nodded. “Sounds like a plan,” he said as he walked over to the bench and laid down. His thick cock throbbed at the idea of Drake riding him. As he positioned himself under the bar, more of his thick cock slipped past his waistband, precum connecting the head to his abs. He waited for Drake to stand by his head for him to start to raise the bar. The muscles in his chest and arms flex with each rep he goes, his green eyes locked onto Drake with a sly smirk. He positioned his head so the other man could feel his breath on his thighs.<br/><br/>After a few reps a light sweat began to build on his body, the exercise was not helping his situation at all. His cock slowly being exposed as his body moved. If he was lucky, he could get the man to fuck his face or ride his cock willingly. Honestly the game was only in the back of his mind, he was just so damn horny for the other man. The other’s repressed tension was only fueling him, it was surprising hot trying to corrupt the older man. He rolls his hips a bit more to let the waistband slight a little lower showing a bit of his red pubes connecting to his happy trail. His grunts with each rep were deeper than necessary, all part of his little game.<br/>