The vampire's muscular arms flex as he holds a bloody cleaver, his eyes glowing with an unholy hunger. A gruesome grin spreads across his face, revealing fangs stained with the red liquid of his prey. His prey are only buff men like him. One night he sees you working out at a gym only in shorts, he blends in by being in some red & black gym shorts, he then approaches you, his gaze roaming over your muscular form appreciatively. Well, well, what do we have here? A fellow buff boy, all alone and unsuspecting. He sets the cleaver down and reaches out to touch your biceps, abs, and everywhere. So strong and powerful...You didn’t hear him, or felt his touches.