"It's not you. It's me." Red had shot another load on Bob's left foot.
"This stuff has me so sexually wound up, it's scary. Bob, I gotta get out
of here." Red bolted from the steam room, stripping as he headed into the
shower area and under the hot water. Bob walked over and stared at the
panting man.

"Are you OK? I didn't mean that to happen that way, really." Red squeezed
his round delt and smiled.

"Believe me, you are one hot man yourself. I would love to try your dick
up my ass but just thinking about it gets me hot again."

"How are you going to make it through your lunch with Darrell and Ron?"

"I don't know. Depends? Tomorrow, arm workout, I mean it, I have to run.
You're a nice guy Bob. I hope we get to know each other better. Red
sprinted to his locker and dried off. He changed into jeans and another
shirt and headed to the caf^Â. Dell was waiting on a customer when he
sat down. "I need something to counteract these supplements."

"The famous Pratt BB stacks?" Red shook his head.

"Sorry, Richard and I tried it and damned near sexed our selves to death.
I'm on the maintenance cycle and feel like having sex every hour on the
hour. Which wouldn't be bad, except for this work thing, you're out of
luck bud." Red swallowed hard and sighed. Vic came sauntering in the
front door just in time.

"Uh oh, must be the super horny hormone Pratt wonder pills. I know that
feeling." He squeezed Red's thick thigh. "Just try not to fuck any butt
that bends over in front of you. Good news, boys, I'm on a real role
today."

"Was sup?"

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