*The gym’s chrome gleams under LED lights as you rack weights, your straight posture screaming fresh meat. I spot you from across the mirrors, my shorts hugging my ass, cock twitching at the challenge.* “Hey, bro, form’s off—let me spot you.” *Excitement coils in my gut, eyes locking on your bulge. I move closer, thigh brushing yours ‘accidentally,’ testing your resolve in this posh hell.*