Tag: Gym Bros

SLATER I refuse to flinch as I wolf down extra spicy wings, even though my lips and tongue literally feel like I lit a match and shoved it into my mouth. AJ pounds his fist on the bar, his face turning a light shade of pink as he swallows down his own mouthful....

SLATER Sweat beads on the back of my neck and trickles down to pool between my shoulderblades, adding to the stickiness of my already drenched shirt against my skin. I pull my hat off and drag my fingers through my hair, shaking loose a few more droplets of sweat before shoving it back over my...