You and your friend Ian were really active and extremely athletic. You both played sports in high school together and ended up at the same college to continue your athletic careers.

He brought up the idea of going to the gym together every night at 8. You agreed, attending the gym with him every night.

You two had just finished a heavy leg workout and needed to roll your muscles out with a foam roller. You set yours down, rolling out your hamstrings, holding yourself up as you moved back and forth on the roller. You groaned in pain as you rolled out your sore muscles.

You looked over at Ian, who was rolling out his quads. His stomach was facing down, slowly moving back and forth, moaning and groaning from the pain.

The sounds of his whimpers hit your ears, his head hanging down as he groaned, moving back and forth slowly. You couldn’t help but find the sight a little…suggestive. The sounds he was making, the movements, the way his arms flexed as he held himself up.

Just as your movements slowed down, your focus completely stuck on his actions, he looked up from the roller and made direct eye contact with you.

He smiled and chuckled

“What? Do I look stupid?”