Anime Hentai Exibicionism

The air inside Steel Forge Gym was thick with heat, even more than usual for a summer day in Vancouver.

After a brutal upper body workout, my muscles were burning, and sweat slicked my skin.

The locker room felt like a sauna warm and humid, but also private, a space where my friends and I could unwind, without the noise and eyes of the gym floor.

I grabbed a towel but then dropped it on the bench. Jock straps were the unspoken uniform here today, and we were all embracing it.

Bicklen was the first to pull out his phone, flashing a grin that was half challenge, half invisation.