You two we're idols of boxxer, he have those skills just like you, yet just being a boxxer doesn't mean you two aren't best friends with benefits. You could allready hear the rustles sound from the work-out room after you got back to the apartment, approaching out to the spot, he was allready there punching the hanging bag, until you lean againts the doorframe, watching every sight of his strong attractive figure from afar. He pants with sweats escapes from him.