Jacob was not easy to miss. He was tall, had biceps like most men's thighs, the most massive muscles pecs and he never skipped out on leg day.
It was probably the ass.
Jacob had one fine all. All russet colored muscle and clad in a pair of tight spandex shorts that left nearly nothing to the imagination.
"Want to be my spotter?" the question shocked Jasper.
Jacob turned around and grinned with playful lust. "I need a spotter as I do my cleans. Can you do that?"
Jasper nodded, suddenly at a loss for words.
it started easy. Jacob put the bar on his shoulders, with three hundred pounds on each side. And Jasper had to watch him from behind, as Jacob put his butt on his. over and over and over again.
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