STRENGTH. (for Dave!)

The gym was nice. Much nicer than Ronin was used to. He walked in which a towel around his shoulders, still aching a bit from his last match. He peered around for a bit, surprised that he couldn't find anyone else around. Did they not use this place often? A shame, really. He found it utterly amazing! He stretched out for a moment, peering around -- and moving over to the mats off to the side.

He set the towel down and stretched out for a moment, clad in just a pair of black basketball shorts. He'd make his way over to the weights and punching bags in a bit, but it was always good to stretch first, which is exactly what he was doing. Using his memory to remember some good yoga moves on those mats, keeping his eyes closed through most of it.

Though all that he could think of was his previous match, still playing on and on in his head. Not very relaxing, really. Just made him all the more tense.

Dave walked into the gym not so long after that, just feeling restless and needing to burn some energy. Having just bounced back from his first Hardcore match, Dave needed some time to get fully healed, and that lead to a very bored wrestler. So instead of lounging about at home, he decided to his the gym...that was deserted, apart from one guy. A very sexy individual using some very hot yoga moves on the mats, showing off his build. he was a bit more muscular than Dave, but not enough muscle to turn him off. He wasn't into bodybuilders, but this guy was perfection!

Dave approached the young man, a cheery smile and a friendly wave on him, "Heya! I haven't seen you around here before hot stuff! Name's Dave Blake!"

Ronin had heard the man enter the gym, but he didn't even bother opening his eyes, really. He was expecting people to be in here already. The thing that bothered him was that he didn't seem to go anywhere. He cracked his eyes open in time to see Dave just kinda standing there apart from him, just…staring. Tch. Was this dude gay or something?

Of course, the introduction that he was given kind of proved that Dave was. He shifted out of the pose he was in, putting his hands on his hips for a moment. "You were checking me out, weren't you?" he asked, moving a bit closer, trying to loom over the other man. "The name's Ronin. Not 'hot stuff'. I ain't gay."

Dave blushed, having been caught red handed. He scratched the back of his head awkwardly, "Sorry about that. I did not mean to offend you or anything. You just looked good doing those stretches that's all."

He looked up as the older male towered above him, "You do keep in shape, that's for sure. You'll be popular around here, that's certain."

Dave didn't know about the dragon's nest that he walked into with that comment. It didn't help that Ronin found Dave actually kind of attractive in the deep, dark corners of his head. So he just let out a soft growl after Dave's follow-up comments, shifting -- and moving to trip the other man up and send him down onto the mats on his back, with Ronin moving to pin his arms above his head.

"Shut up," he hissed, moving one hand down -- and punching him in the stomach. "Just shut up. After this, you'll know never to bother me again." Of course, the position he was in, he was straddling Dave -- and, as such, Dave could totally feel his cock beginning to stir a bit in his pants. Oh, he was definitely getting excited by this, which made him all the angrier.

Dave did not expect the attack, feeling himself fall flat on his back, with Ronin straddling him.
"What are you- GHUH!" Dave gasped, spittle flying from his mouth before his whole body fell limp beneath the larger wrestler. Dave looked up weakly, feeling Ronin's erection and he coughed, "No, wait! I'm not judging you!"

He tried to struggle, but Ronin was stronger than he, and there was no escape in his current position.

There was nothing Ronin wanted more than to beat Dave senseless; send him packing with black eyes and a lesson he'd never forget. But the way he fell limp beneath him, looking up weakly -- well, it attracted him a bit more. He growled softly, shaking his head.

He leaned in, pressing his full body down against Dave's, with his face just mere inches from the other man's. "You think I'm gay, don't you? I would never do…something like that. It's gross. It's wrong, and you're absolutely judging me."

"I would never judge someone on something like that," Dave whispered, taking a chance and kissing Ronin on his surprisingly soft lips. Dave knew this might get him beaten up more, but he needed to prove he was not like the homophobic assholes.

"I'm bi, and nothing anyone ever says will ever make me ashamed of that." Dave stated, looking Ronin in the eye after laying back down, ready to accept whatever the older male had in store for him.

Ronin opened his mouth to reply to Dave's comment, getting irrationally angry over it -- but then those lips pressed against his own, and the anger drained out of him for a moment. The pin on the other loosened, and he shifted, moving to get off of him. He wasn't scrambling away, but he wanted to get away from the other man for at least a second.

"Wh-why aren't you?" he finally asked after a few moments of silence. His breathing was ragged despite the fact that they barely did much of anything, and, for a moment, he almost looked ten years younger. "Just…stop. Shut up. Leave me alone. I-I can't be." There it was -- "I can't be".

"Gay? What's wrong with that?" Dave asked beneath him, looking at him with an innocent expression, "That doesn't make you any less of a man."

Reaching up, he put a hand on Ronin's chiseled chest, "Look, you don't need to lash out when someone compliments you. You just take it and move on....but judging by your body's...uh...reaction, you are enjoying this."