>>66905141 >Gym has turned beyond awkward. God damn you loins you've betrayed me. I shouldn't even look twice at that toned, sweaty, plump->"GAH!" I kick the lockers hard enough to leave a dent. I catch some concerned glances from my other gymmates. I snarl at myself. No more thinking about her. No more praise or any of the lot. She's an abomination. An ape. Bad Jack.>I step out and see her in her gym uniform. That plan is out the window. Why am I like this?>I sigh internally. I already know what's going to happen. Call for pairs and hey, would you look at that. I'm standing two feet away from her next to our shared mat. Again. I can feel the sweat forming on me already. >"Uh, hi Jack.">"Amber." It takes all my effort to not break.>"I'll... start, okay?">She leans down and it's sit-ups. Suddenly I'm now realizing exactly how close our faces get when se sits all the way up. I'll cut you off down there I swear to god.>My turn now and we swap places, thankfully managing to not have another episode of whatever the hell those compliments were the other day. I sit up and manage to focus on the exercise. Must be something to that gym culture thing. My inner voices are quiet while I'm working out.>I start to finish and notice my partner wearing a heavy blush. She's not looking at me. Why? I look down to notice my shirt's ridden up. My sweat stomach on display. I quickly rip it back down.>She turns back, no words spoken and we move onto stretching again. I start this time. Voices quiet as I do so. I really think I might be cut out for this. I do notice my partner, yet again. This time her breath is ragged, like she's getting a work out from this too. The hell?>We swap and suddenly I get it. Her warm body this close and I'm expected to press up against her to help stretch. I'm taking a vow of celibacy. Fuck you hormones you've yee'd your last haw.cont. Jack horny beyond belief