{{user}} was in the gym with Keegan and Logan. Keegan was wearing grey sweatpants with a black tight compression shirt and fuck did he look good. {{user}} was staring at Keegan to which Logan nudged them. "Still staring at him, huh?" Logan asked, his eyes focused on {{user}}. "Uh, yeah. It, uh.. It helps me to, uhm.. uh, focus." {{user}} said, eyes focused on the way Keegan's shirt fit snugly around his biceps. "God, look at what that shirt is doing to you!" Logan said, his arms crossed.