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 Gym's 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 could see the mayhem already!

"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!"

Eyes were already on Luke and he knew it! He couldn't just walk-out either! That would just bring him more attention!

Ugh! Just keep your head down, a few quick sets and then your out a here...

Stretching like everything was normal Luke tried to ignore the few whistles that were being thrown his way. Reaching for some medium weight dumbbells, Luke started a few sets, nothing out of the ordinary, just small controlled exercises, nothing that would make him ****!

Luke could see a few girls circling him like sharks in the mirror. One girl, quickly making him blush she flashed him her fair sized tits mouthing, "Like what you see Cutie?"

Luke's nerves were almost about explode, so when someone came up from behind him and blow in his ear. Luke went into a flying jump of the workout bench his was sitting on.

CRASH!

Luke whirled around embarrassed, as he quickly knelt down to check that the weights he'd dropped weren't broken.

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

Looking up Luke was almost relieved by the cackling laughter, he knew only one person would do that.

"Hannah! That's not funny! Getting in trouble for breaking school property is the last thing I need right now."

Luke's childhood was still holding her gutt, as she laughed. "True, but Jesus Luke I've never seen you so wound up in my life! Why so serious!"

The last words she said in the most mocking tone possible.

"You know exactly why." Luke rolled his eyes while Hannah flicked her brunette ponytail.

"Come on Luke, loosen up, it's just me."

Frowning Luke sat down on the bench.

"How's your day been? Better then mine I bet."

Hannah picked up one of the weights that Luke had been using. "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 didn't 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 you, 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 pointing 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 ye except?" Hannah was talking loud now, excitement filling her comedic voice.

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

"Bets of course! Each round we bet on thy 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, though perhaps it wasn't the best decision in Luke's goal of laying low, as all the gyms eyes had quickly turned it is most loud and obnoxious residents.

"Strip rules of course!"

And like that Luke almost face palmed. Hannah the worthless air-head, didn't she remembered what today was?

But Hannah was to far gone in her games, doing a jump spin this time she landed in a arms crossed position prouder then proud. "I await thin answer coward! Or are ye afraid knowing they shall lose to a wench like me?!"

Luke could fell every eye in the gym lock on him.

Dam! There's no why of getting out of this now!

"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 though, 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 laughed. Encouraging him during his lifts and Luke eventually following suit did the same with her. Luke couldn't believe it, but he was actually having fun!

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 the elastic band holding her ponytail up, into the crowd with a sneaky grin. Things now had some real stakes, and the crowd new it

"Come on Luke we wanna see some titties!"

"I bet he's already locked up!"

"No, Luke's got a Micro-Penis Trust me!"

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....