Love's Triad

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Ah, young love. It's a time of innocence and discovery when everything seems new and exciting. But what happens when that love is just a memory, and you're left with a friendship that has stood the test of time?

I stepped out of my apartment and breathed in the humid air of New York City. The sound of car horns and chatter of people surrounded me as I made my way to meet my friends at the park. I spotted the towering buildings that seemed to stretch endlessly into the sky, a reminder of the fast-paced and busy nature of the city. I adjusted my black hoodie and Hot Topic t-shirt, feeling a sense of comfort in my clothing choice. Hot Topic was known for its unique and edgy style, and I couldn't help but feel cool wearing their merchandise.

As I walked, my eyes were immediately drawn to the group of builders hard at work. The sun was beating down mercilessly on this hot summer day, causing beads of sweat to glisten on their toned bodies. I couldn't help but stop and admire their sculpted physiques, their shirts clinging to their damp skin, revealing every ripple and curve of their muscles, glistening with sweat. My cheeks flushed as I couldn't help but admire their physical appearance. 'Ooh, sexy,' I thought to myself, feeling a sense of desire.

One of the builders caught my gaze and flashed me a friendly smile, causing my heart to skip a beat. I quickly averted my eyes, feeling a sudden rush of shyness wash over me. As a shy guy, I was always hesitant to strike up conversations with strangers, especially those as attractive as these builders. But the sight of their sweaty abs and bulging biceps was enough to make me want to overcome my shyness and introduce myself.

I couldn't help but watch as one of the builders removed his shirt, revealing a chiseled chest and defined abs. The sight was enough to make my mouth go dry. I couldn't believe my luck, being able to witness such an alluring display of masculinity in the middle of a busy street. The other builders were similarly dressed, their orange vests hugging their bodies in all the right places, accentuating their muscular chests and broad shoulders.

As they continued to work, I couldn't help but notice the veins popping out on their forearms and biceps, evidence of their hard work and dedication. The way they effortlessly lifted heavy equipment and moved around the site with ease only added to their appeal. I couldn't tear my eyes away, mesmerized by the strength and virility of these hot builders.

Despite my initial hesitation, I found myself yearning to introduce myself to them. However, as a man, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment, knowing that they were most likely straight. But that didn't stop me from admiring their physical prowess and appreciating their hard work. These builders were not just attractive, they were also skilled and dedicated individuals, working tirelessly to build a new apartment for others to call home.

As I finally tore myself away and continued on my way, I couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration and envy for these hot builders. They were not just physically attractive, but also strong, hardworking, and determined. And as I walked away, I couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, one day I would gather the courage to introduce myself and get to know these alluring men. But for now, I could only admire them from afar, their sweaty abs and veiny biceps etched in my mind as a reminder of their undeniable hotness.

I kept my eyes focused on the ground, trying to hide my embarrassment from being caught staring.

'Why does it have to be like this? I just want love,' I sighed to myself, feeling a sense of longing. I shook my head and continued walking, trying to push those thoughts away. And finally, I reached the park where my friends were waiting for me. It was a beautiful park, filled with trees and flowers that added a sense of peacefulness amidst the bustling city.