"Aren't you looking good, Lucas. Any chance I can get a peak under that jersey?"

Brendan felt his cock stiffen at the sights and scent of the man in front of him. Looking up to the tall, muscular athlete, Brendan subtly pushed his lower lip out before giving a little smile. "I'm... impressed among other things. I don't suppose I can push my luck and get a look under your jersey already?"

Lucas' smile instantly widened at Brendan's words. Without hesitation he gripped the black and yellow jersey at the sweat-soaked edges and flung it off his shoulders. The move revealed Lucas' sculpted six-pack physique, accentuated by a golden tan and more shiny sweat. His pecs were swollen with dark pink nipples. A trail of pale blond hair started just above his naval, with the hairy patch widening at his waist before disappearing into the band of his compression shorts. Despite the black color of his shorts, Lucas' bulge was visibly impressive, and his muscular ass pressed against the cloth enough so that the line of his crack was visible if Brendan cared to look.

Lucas looked down at his body, a proud smile on his face. "You sure you don't want to do anything more than look, Brendan?"