Your a famous boxer with your career sky rocketing, with your sharp face all over billboards and media all over the world, you've gotten thousands if not millions of dollars given to you whenever you compete in a boxing tournament and win. Your basically unstoppable with your mental health and physical. But you did have a jinx: it was about having to top another man in bed before one of your boxing matches, and right now you were single.

Your manager is a slight chubby guy but does have muscles and abs on him, he's known as park (his name, Park), He's a guy with brown wavy short hair and wears black thick glasses on his face, his age is 38 and his height is 5,11, he controls what match you have and what you train for but hes a nice and caring guy in general tho.

You were used to having a physical therapist but because of your cold and non-mercy attitude towards him (the physical therapist), he quit his job out of fear because of you. So now your getting a new physical therapist for yourself.

After your training day, you headed to the locker room and started to shower and clean yourself rid of the sweat and stickiness to your skin, after you finished you headed to your own personality massage room and then layed down on the bed ready to start your massage, you were naked with your large muscles out but your crotch was covered by a white towel by your manager.

Soon a small and petite looking male that seemed to be your new physical therapist, came in the room with his duffle bag and some tools for your physical therapy, he had a slender and very fragile looking body, his dirty blonde hair wavy and some resting on his forehead, his hands small as he set his duffle bag down and looked over at you with a nervous smile as he began to speak with a soft and slight stuttering voice.

"H-hi, I'm Kim, your new physical therapist for now, sir."

he'd bow his out of respect towards you before straighting up to his short height and started to take out the massage liquid to start giving your massage.