Gym

Luke could be a real gym rat sometimes! But who could blame him? A Star Soccer Player need to stay at the top of his game.

Going to the Gyms Male Change Room Luke dropped his stuff off, and slipped into his work out cloths. Strutting into the weight room ear buds in wearing a baggy T-Shirt and Shorts, Luke started doing his thing.

Endurance training was the name of the game, medium weights with high reps. Music blaring away, Luke found his groove, not bothered by any of the girl whom he shared it with. Some gave him a polite hi, or a friendly smile as they walked by, but let him be.

That wasn't to say the weight room was a safe haven for the other guys. Girls were still going after those who weren't Luke. Flashing them as they walked by, grabbing crotches while they were in the middle of a set, and playing games with them.

"Oh come on baby! I said I'd only let you out if you did 30 reps."

"Is getting you hard breaking your focus? You know if you let me lock you up, it wouldn't be a problem."

"Alright strongest one gets to have some fun with us! Loser gets locked up!"

Yet from Luke's bubble it was all less than background noise. So when something launched into him in a crashing tackle Luke was perhaps alittle bit surprised.

"EEEEEEEHHHHH! OH MY GOSH LUKE! HOW COULD YOU NEVER TELL ME!!!!"

CRASH!

Whirling in the air to catch whomever had just assaulted him, Luke slammed into the ground hard.

"Luke! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!"

Luke wasn't even given a chance to be in a daze though, as the brunette girl on top of him viciously shook him!

"Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!"

It didn't need much more to figure out who it was either. "Hannah! HANNAH! STOP!"

Shooting a arm up Luke grabbed into his spastic childhood friend in order to gain some kind of control over the situations.

"Hannah! What the hell is going on?!"

Though the shacking had stopped Luke's efforts did little to calm the bouncing bubbly energy of the brunette girl who still lay on top of him.

"YOU AND GRACE LUKE! When! What! How! You've been secretly dating Grace Thompson and you never told me!"

Luke couldn't help but feel the blush smear across his face. "No nothing like that, it just kinda, happened..."

"JUST HAPPENED! You just stumbled into it!"

Luke couldn't believe he was actually covering his face now.

Ugh! Hannah didn't have to put it like that!

The two standing up, the weight room seemed to move on from the drama show back to its regularly scheduled debauchery. Luke on the other hand tried to get back into his workout routine, while Hannah continued her probs on young romance.

"So who asked who?! Did you get on one knee and pop the question all heart throb like?"

"I bet you did! You dog you!"

"Oh the poor, sweet, and innocent, Grace Thompson! She probably had no idea what to do with a guy!"

Luke's embarrassment blushed more and more with each comment, if Hannah only knew the truth.

He could never tell her!

But if she knew...

"Hannah! Since you know what happened in my day so well! Why don't you tell me about yours."

Lazily Hannah finally picked up one of the weights that Luke had been working. "Pretty average actually, I've been enjoying the Chaos. You know it lets me get away with alot of things I normally wouldn't have dreamed of!"

Luke finally smiled at that. "Robbing people blind? Or setting up another grand prank for some poor soul?"

"Can't it be both?" Hannah started to work the weight. She was fit, a member of the track and field team with surprisingly similar physique to Luke's own, only with a modest feminine additive.

Luke supposed that's partly why he liked hanging out with Hannah, she did dress like other girls in the gym, baggy work-out shorts and a practice T-Shirt. She was just like one of the guys!

"We're you even getting a burn with this piddling weight?"

"What are you talking about?" Luke looked at Hannah half-confused.

"This weight is way to light! Well for I guess it might be heavy!" Hannah stuck her tongue out at Luke, who rolled his eyes in response.

"Pffft. We both know I can lift why more then you Hannah."

"Oh ya prove it!" Hannah had a hug grin on her face.

"Fine! Easy!" Luke was smiling back.

"Oh ya big man!"

Hannah suddenly did dramatic spin before landing in a eccentric pose point a finger at Luke's chest.

"Let's make a Game of it! A Hannah Game! I challenge ye to thin Duel! A Lifting Duel! Do thy except?" Hannah was taking loud now excitement now in her comedic voice.

Luke jumped up matching his friends energy. "I except thin Light Duel wench! What are ye terms?"

"Bets of course! Each round we bet on thin others lifting weight and form! The strong shall prevail the weak shall falter!"

"Bets require stakes fool! Or do you take me for one!"

Luke started feeling himself roll into Hannah's antics as they naturally did together, as well as fixing all the gyms eyes back onto it's most loud and obnoxious inhabitants.

"Strip rules of course!"

Oh! She wants to play that kind of game? Well to bad if it back fires! Luke chuckled, he was sure he could win!

"False bravado will do they no good wench! Submit now and save thin dignity!"

And with that it was on!

The pair start trading rounds, betting weights for the other to lift, and sometimes struggling to complete there now. The rest of the gym watched, intrigued by the laughing duo who after losing there first bets made a elaborate show of removing a shoe or throwing a sock. Round after round the crowd grow around the Luke and Hannah, building off the energy. Each sex routing for there respective team of course.

"Come on Hannah he's just a boy!"

"Luke! Luke! Luke!"

The whole time Hannah smiled at Luke, joked and laugh. Encouraging him during his lifts and Luke equally following suit, there's was a well practice performance.

Soon though, the pair had run out of socks and shoes to throw. Hannah of course gave herself some leeway, throwing away her head band, wrist band, and even firing elastic band holding her ponytail into the crowd with a sneaky smile. Things now had some real stakes, and the crowd new it

"Come on Luke we wanna see some titties!"

"Let's go Hannah! We wanna see that cage!"

Starting the next round Hannah gave Luke the first bet, and Luke know that ment he would get to set the pace.

So the question was, how should he play it?

Luke smiled, he know he still had more energy in the tank then Hannah! If he played it safe and bet a modesty challenging weight for Hannah, she'd probably match him, and Luke know he could do at least one more set on a weight! But could she? Luke doubted it!

Luke could also bet something he know Hannah couldn't do! She'd have **** but match him! Mutually Assured Destruction! In other words a guaranteed draw....