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"Ughhh," I sighed at the thought of going to the gym tonight. I was beyond stuffed. I didn't feel like getting up... let alone going to work out.

"Aww come on man!" Pat groaned.

"Dude, we just ate so much food. It is a terrible idea to go to the gym."

"But we have to work off what we just ate!" the lion argued, "Don't want to put on any pounds or the ladies will stop lookin' our way." He winked at me as I rolled my eyes.

He knew I was gay, everybody did. It wasn't a secret by any means. I didn't dress or talk in a flamboyant way, so when people found out they are taken back by it a bit, although most people just don't care. I consider myself your average human. 180 pounds, 5'10", I gained some muscle by going to the gym with my best friend Pat. We were each other's support systems. When I didn't feel like going out, Pat would practically make me and vice versa.

"... Fine," I said caving in, "but can we at least wait an hour before we go?"

"Sure why not, it's not like our gym closes."

The gym we go to is called HeavyLifts and it is open 24/7. It was one of the reasons we chose that gym, besides the variety of lifting machinery, they didn't close. Not that we go past 10pm anyway. It's just nice to have the option. HeavyLifts is owned by Travis Setter, a Bull who lives in town. Pat and I have never met him but he is kind of like a local celebrity. He hosts charity events, is involved in city politics, and is a self-made millionaire at the age of 27. He established a computer software company in 2006 with a couple of his buddies while they were still in college. The company took off and he later sold it in 2011 for $200 million. He was set for life. He didn't have to work another day in his life. So what did he do? He opened up a large gym facility to keep a steady flow of income, basically because he could. He didn't need the money, he saw it as trying to help the community and he also consults for large computer software firms and I'm sure they pay hefty wages. He seemed pretty chill and laid back from what I've seen on the news and in articles online...

"How come we never see Travis Setter?" Pat finally said, genuinely curious as to why he is never in the gym we both work out at.

"I'm not sure Pat, I mean he is loaded... He probably has his own workout room in his house. Why would he work out at the gym? Everyone would probably bug the shit out of him with questions about how to make money and gain muscle. I mean the dude is huge. He would never be left alone," I countered.

"Yeah but how cool would it be to lift with him? Just once, that's all I'm asking!" Pat questioned.

"Yeah dude, he's pretty cool... and really buff," I said with a huge grin on my face.

"Ah... I see," Pat smiled back.

"What?" I inquired slightly embarrassed, as I knew where this was headed.

"You said 'he's pretty cool and REALLY BUFF'..." he trailed off no longer being able to control his laughter.

"That's not what I meant! I just mean he's huge! He has so much muscle. Working out with him would be awesome. He could give us pointers or s-something," I said trying to cover myself.

"Mhmm, that'd be cool if he gave you pointers or 'something'," he mimicked and gave me a wink.

"Dude, seriously! That's not what I was implying!"

"Calm down man. I'm just playin'," the lion smirked and playfully punched my arm, "so are you ready to go?"

"Dude, it's been 5 minutes... chill. Lets just watch some TV or play video games."

"Eh... I don't feel like watching T-" Pat whined.

"Video games it is," I interrupted.

"You know me so well."

I turned on my PS3 and we got ready to play some Call of Duty. After what only seemed like 40 minutes, Pat looked at the clock and realized it was almost 11:15pm.

"Holy shit! We've been playing for 3 and a half hours!" Pat yelled.

"What!? No way in hell," I replied as I glanced away from the screen to look at my phone, "well shit..."

"I don't really wanna go to the gym so late, I mean doesn't pressing buttons on a controller count as a workout?"

"No," I laughed.

"Not even three and a half hours worth?" he moaned.

"Come on let's go to the gym. You're the one that wanted to go!"

"I wanted to go three hours ago, not now!"

"..." I gave Pat a disapproving stare.

"... Fine," he groaned.

"Hey you sound like me earlier!" I pointed out trying to lighten the mood.

"Come on, I'll drive."

"Awesome sounds good!" As we got up to leave my apartment, I grabbed my gym bag and towel.

"It's late are you really going to shower at the gym tonight?" Pat inquired as I was locking the door to my apartment.

"Why not? It's the best time, there aren't many people there after 11."

"True, I didn't even think about that," he agreed, "but I'm still gonna shower at my place tonight. I'm already tired, I'm going to be exhausted after this workout."

"Yeah I hear ya," I agreed.

The gym is in a close proximity to my apartment complex so it only took a few minutes to get there. The reason we drove in the first place was so Pat could just drive home after we worked out. That and we are pretty lazy sometimes, I mean why walk when you can drive right?

There were three cars in the parking lot when we pulled in. "Man have you ever seen this place so deserted?" I asked as we got out of the car.

"Nah, this is kinda spooky though," he laughed.

"Think of all the equipment in there that nobody's using!" I responded excitedly, "we should go this late more often!"

"We haven't even walked inside yet, what if there are creepy members that go at night?"

"Eh..." I shrugged, "we can take 'em." And with that I opened the door to the facility, which is three stories tall. The first floor is home to an Olympic size swimming pool and both men and women's locker rooms. The top level was all cardio machinery and was surrounded by an indoor track that lapped the perimeter of the building. The second floor was where all the heavy lifting was done. They have some cardio machines as warm up, but most of the machines are for muscle building. That's where we spend most of our time.

"I'm gonna head to the locker room to make sure there's still a place to put my stuff," I said saracastically.

"Alright man, I'm just gonna put my stuff in a cubby on the second floor. I don't need to lock anything up. See ya in a few," Pat said walking up the stairs to the second floor.

I've seriously never seen this place so empty. When I entered the locker room there was no one in sight. To the left, there were the lockers and to the right was the bathroom and showers. Travis spared no expense when he built this place. It is very luxurious. The sinks in the bathroom had beautiful granite countertops and sparkling silver fixtures. It was nicer than most of the bathrooms I've ever been in. I decided to use the restroom first before working out and I walked over to the urinal. I heard the shower running. _See Pat, people take showers at night here_I thought to myself. After I was all finished I walked over to the sinks to wash my hands, even the soap smelled amazing. First off, it was scented. Secondly, it was one of my favorite scents, lavender. I notice the shower shut off as I was drying my hands so I walked quickly to the locker room side to lock my stuff up. Making eye contact with a stranger right after they get out of the shower is definitely awkward. Especially if it's an older gentleman, they love to strike up conversations because they tend to think it isn't awkward. Well I do... so I avoid those situations.

Right as I was putting the lock on the locker, a tall bull entered the locker room side with nothing on but a towel, I quickly looked away.

"Hey, how's it goin'?" the bull asked, in a very polite tone. Coming up to the locker a few steps away from mine.

"Eh, not bad. How about yourse-" I said looking over and stopping mid-sentence. It was Travis Setter! In the flesh! And he was practically naked... in front of me... I was about to die. "Y-you're Travis Setter."

"That I am," he laughed and started to open up his locker that I now realize has a gold plate with his name on it and was only a few spots away from mine.

"My name's Dan," I said extending my hand in his direction.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Travis," he said returning the hand shake, "but I guess you already knew that." He began chuckling. He has the best body I have ever seen. Approximately 6'5", god knows how much he weighed. I have no idea but was he massive. He had perfectly sculpted abs and a nice plump chest. He has a golden nose ring and huge horns, like many bulls I know.

I don't even know why I was looking. There's no way Travis was gay and even if he was... there's no way he would go for a guy like me. I mean, I have a great personality but that can only get you so far in the dating world.

"So how long have you been coming here? I haven't seen you here before," Travis queried.

"Close to a year now," I answered looking back at my locker as if to grab something else, "my friend, Pat, and I were just saying how we've never seen you here before, but that's mainly because we come during the day right after work."

"Yeah I like to work out here at night," Travis began.

"Because there's less people here at night?" I blurted out.

"You make me sound like I don't want to be social Dan," Travis laughed.

"N-no I didn't mean that at all!"

"Relax," Travis snickered, "I'm only playing with ya." He then patted his hand on my shoulder.

"I just mean that it's probably annoying to have people always asking you about your money and life. Honestly, I'm surprised you work out here at all."

"Why do you say that?" he pondered.

"Well if I had an endless supply of funds I would definitely build myself one kickass weight room at my house! Well first I'd buy a house... Then I'd put a weight room," I laughed.

"Haha, I do have my own weight room. It's just lonely sometimes to work out alone so I'd rather have the company."

"Even if its just strangers?" I asked.

"Yup," Travis smiled, "say, you're not here alone are you?"

My heart skipped a beat. Is he trying to say he'll workout with me? "Actually I am here with my friend Pat, the one I mentioned earlier," I replied.

"Good," he smiled and looked back to his locker to grab some clothes.

"Can I ask you a huge favor?"

"Sure Kid, what's up?"

"Wow, first of all I'm only like 5 years younger than you..." I moped.

"Really? ... Huh." He grinned.

"... Secondly, it would make Pat so happy to get a chance to work out with you. Would you mind working out with us sometime?"

"Yeah dude, of course! I'm always looking for new workout buddies!" he said raising his arm to apply some deodorant, "tell ya what. Take down my number."

"R-really?" I stuttered.

"Yeah, it's 555-0482. Text me so I have your number and I'll put some time aside to work out with you guys."

"Wow, Thanks so much Travis! I'm texting you now," I said trying to contain my excitement.

"Anytime, bud," he grinned, "maybe you can even come to my place sometime and lift... so it's more private." He winked and proceeded to take off his towel.

"That'd be really cool, thanks Travis I better get up to Pat," I quickly responded and headed out the room.

"I'll text ya later Dan," I heard Travis call out as I left the locker room.

"Heh, did I just scare that human off? I better not have. He has one nice ass," Travis whispered to himself in the deserted locker room.

What just happened? Is Travis gay? Or was he just putting on a show because he could tell I was gay and thought it'd be funny? I'm so confused. I guess I'll just wait for Travis to text me about when we're gonna work out.

I proceeded to walk past the lobby and up the stairs to the second floor. I didn't walk two steps without hearing Pat's voice.

"What took you so long," he called from across the room as he was doing some push-ups as a warm up.

"You'll never guess what just fucking happened."

"What dude?"

"I ran into Travis Setter in the locker room."

"Like... THE Travis Setter?"

"The one and only!"

"Holy shit bro! What you say?"

"Well long story short... He said he'd workout with us sometime."

"NO FUCKING WAY," Pat shouted.

"Not so loud Pat," I said calmly.

"How on Earth did that happen?" Pat asked.

"Well I was at my locke-"

"You must be Pat," Travis interrupted from behind in a loud booming voice.

"Yeah, I'm Pat, nice to meet you!" Pat said walking over to Travis.

"Likewise," Travis smiled, "I hear you two don't like to work out alone, which is why you go together."

"Yeah it's nice to talk to someone while I lift and use the different machines. It makes the time go by faster. "

"I agree, which is why I told Dan I'd workout with you guys tonight."

"Really? Tonight?"

"But you just got out of the shower, you don't want to get all sweaty again do you?" I asked, partially wanting him to leave so I can think about what happened in the locker room.

"I'm a bull, I love to get dirty and sweaty."

Pat laughed at his joke, but I was still uneasy about what happened in the locker room.

"It's settled then, lets get started," Pat stated.

The three of us began the work out by doing some push-ups and sit-ups. We then moved on to the equipment on the floor. Travis looked incredible; he was wearing a super tight sleeveless shirt and loose fitting workout shorts. I could see the outline of his nipples and I was trying my best not to look so I could avoid the embarrassment of getting a boner...cause boy was I close.

"Alright gentleman, this is how you lift..." Travis began and interrupted my thoughts; He laid down on the bench press and began lifting. "One.... Two... Three...Four...F-five..."

"Holy shit! How much is that like 700 pounds??" Pat said flabbergasted.

"Almost," he responded setting the weights down. "Would you like to try?"

"I'm sorry I don't have super powers," Pat laughed.

"Oh so that means I do?"

"Well..." Pat trailed off laughing again.

"You're too much," Travis grinned. I can't handle how charming Travis is. I felt my pants begin to feel tight... oh no...

"Hey I'm going to do some cardio! I'll be back later you two keep lifting," I interrupted.

"Ah, come on man!" Pat groaned, "how many times do you get a chance to work out with Travis Setter!?"

_More than you think._I thought. "I know I know," I said turning around, "but I need to work off all that food I ate earlier! Don't wanna put any weight on."

"Alright dude, but you're missing out!" Pat teased.

"We'll see you when you get back Dan," Travis remarked.

"Yeah ok, be back in a bit," I mumbled already halfway up the stairs to the third floor. God he is hot, was the only thing I found myself thinking. I felt the rush of blood to my groin and before I knew it I was fully erect. How embarrassing. Thank god I'm the only person on the third floor. I just need to calm down. I can't go back down there with a boner. I need to stop thinking of him.

I got on the elliptical and started my cardio work out. I started off slow but my mind raced as to whether Travis was really hitting on me or not. My heart was racing too... so to try and get my mind of Travis, I put my iPod on shuffle and turned up the volume. I was halfway through the first song when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"So... had to get away to conceal that boner huh?" Travis questioned as he placed his other hand on my thigh. I stopped dead in my tracks... he was touching my thigh... I didn't know what to say or do. There was a long awkward pause.

"I-I'm s-so sorry!" I stuttered apologetically.

Travis started laughing. LAUGHING. What? "You know I was hitting on you down in the locker room right? No need to apologize..."

"I-I thought I just imagined that... I'm not very good in the relationship department."

"I find that hard to believe," Travis countered and started caressing my inner thigh, "you are very attractive. I'm sure I'm not the only one to notice." And with that, he pulled me in for a gentle kiss on the lips. After a few seconds Travis pulled away, "now that we've got that out of our systems why don't you come down and finish lifting with Pat and me."

"... uh yeah ok... just give me a minute to calm down and get myself under control and I'll be right down."

"Sounds good," Travis said starting to walk away, "oh and after the workout... you should come back to my place and we could get to know each other a little better," he winked.

I froze. He wants _me_to come over later? Was this real life? He's the hottest male I've ever seen and he made the first move... well he made several moves I guess... I usually don't like to fool around, but I'm so horny. Maybe this will turn into something greater? I'm not sure. I guess the only way to find out is to go with Travis after the work out... This is going to be one of the best nights of my life.