<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fNuZkrf.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Travis<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Campus Fitness center lobby, Gym<br/><strong>Rolls/Actions:</strong>Making an Alliance<br/><strong>Tease:</strong>0<br/><hr/><br/>"Now I know a hundred percent for sure, I'm in a dream. So this is what they meant by lucidity...?"<br/><br/>Travis grinned and shook his head. “I dunno Drake, if you really thought this was a dream then I don’t think you would be holding back,” he teased from his reclined position. Though the though of the other man willingly bending over for him was having its own effects on the soccer player. He was getting more desperate to get his rocks off. His balls were practically aching at the images running through his mind. “But you can keep insisting you don’t believe all you want.”<br/><br/>"Nice try. It's not gonna work. Okay, my turn. Spot me."<br/><br/>Travis rolled his eyes, Drake was overthinking everything. It was equally charming and annoying. Still as he switched positions, he found himself looking over Drake. The large muscular man just spreading out for him. There was something primal in his eyes, he wanted to just take charge and claim what was in front of him. Travis was torn, he worked better on a team, with someone to cheer on with but his arousal was clouding his mind. The lust they put in had to be exactly to prevent that.<br/><br/>"I'm ready."<br/><br/>Was this guy serious? When their eyes met, he grabbed onto the top of the bar, helping Drake through his reps. Each movement of his muscular upper body was a taunt. His own cock throbbing so close to Drake’s face that a drop of precum fell right onto him mid rep. A low and guttural grunt from Travis as he watched Drake. He could have so easily just slipped his cock into his mouth right there, but the danger of doing that was astronomical. He would not be able to stop once he started or he was unsure if he could.<br/><br/>As Drake finished his reps, Travis helped reset the bar. “Damn, it is hard to resist you. I have an offer for you. We could either get each other off to calm down, so I can think about something other than sinking my cock into you or we can take a cool shower to get our minds off of this,” he said honestly, his lustful green eyes looking down at the other man as he reached his right hand to Drake’s chest. His length nearly touching Drake’s face as he did so. If his eyes were not so damn trusting he would have been balls deep in Drake already that much he was sure of. He was rebellious and corruptive but not a trickster outright.<br/><br/>“What do you say Drake?” he asked, saying Drake’s name in a sultry manner. “Unless you really do think this is a dream and I can do whatever I want.” He needed something to calm down, did he have to be near the hottest fucking guy in this competition? It was just his luck after all.<br/>