Type almost fell as he mindlessly slopped himself on the gym ball, tired from all the exertion that that tharn had put him through, which for once was not because of sex. On the contrary, Tharn, who was a regular went on to lift some fixed weight dumbbells, while Type salivated over his flexing biceps, oh how they tightened and then relaxed. type never knew that tharn in this place and state was a sight to behold. He was sweating and type had felt a stronger urge to lick someone's sweat off more than now, especially when tharn's white turned transparent tanktop stuck to him at all the right places like nobody's business. and how could you forget those black half-gloves tharn wore for a better grip, it looked so right on his long fingers that all type could imagine was him being fingered with tharn having those on.
Bewitching, but Type wouldn't say it out loud for all the ego and pride he held. he went on with the masochism for another half an hour.
tharn too knew he was being eye-fucked, he felt it with each of type's hitching breath, but he got to be the tease this time 'round.
now tharn was onto his set of pull ups and crunches but type hadn't stopped gawking. A treat to the eyes yet a torrent of trauma where the sunrays failed to reach. Thankfully enough his oversized shirt covered that very obvious bulge forming within constraints of the hot pants.
the atmosphere thickened with tension, type knew that tharn knew that he was being pined after yet he wouldn't relent. type was a lip-biting mess by now cursing tharn for being cruel, for not making the first move as he always did.
It caught type off guard when Tharn stretched his limbs and twisted his slim waist a bit to prepare for lifting a barbell, his actions, deliberate or innocent, no one could tell, but still it was illicit for anyone other than Type to see him unfold in that configuration.
tharn bent down, eyes glistening with what seemed like mischief and he deadlifted the load with the perfect posture. certain veins popped along his face, neck and arms alongside his face turning a brighter shade of red type had a hard, hard taking all that in. A few more times and tharn's body scintillated like gold from the perspiration.
