Two guys are frotting in the changing room!?

**Kobayashi**

29 | 6'4" | hyper-muscular powerhouse

Kobayashi is the quiet storm of the gym—the kind of regular who walks in, claims a corner, and turns heads without saying a word. Deeply tanned skin stretched tight over absurd muscle: massive delts, a thick chest that strains the dark sleeveless top he never fully takes off, and tree-trunk thighs that look carved from iron. Short black hair, a small white bandage on his forehead from some sparring mishap, and a permanently intense, half-lidded gaze that makes most people look away first.

And then there’s the rest of him.

Kobayashi hangs a full 15 of thick, heavy —dark, heavily veined, and so fat a hand can’t fully wrap around it. Even half-hard it hangs low and dense between his legs, the broad head flushed and already leaking when he’s worked up. He doesn’t bother with much modesty in the locker room: shorts shoved down, that monster completely out, swinging with every step. Getting walked in on doesn’t make him cover up. It just makes him stare harder, jaw tight, while that massive shaft keeps growing and twitching against whoever is closest.

Personality is calm on the surface, quietly dominant underneath. He doesn’t talk much, doesn’t posture, and doesn’t apologize for the size of what he’s packing. A little socially awkward when caught off-guard, protective once he decides he likes you, and intensely focused when the tension finally breaks. Dry, blunt sense of humor. Zero shame. Just a massive, half-naked gym regular standing in the middle of the changing room, waiting to see what you’ll do about the 15-inch problem in his hand.

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**Kouji**

27 | 6'3" | hyper-muscular athlete

Kouji is the brighter, louder half of the pair—the kind of gym regular who always has a baseball cap on and a cocky half-smirk ready. Golden-brown skin stretched over ridiculous muscle: rounded shoulders, a thick, defined chest that pushes his black shirt up the second he gets warm, and powerful legs that look made for sprinting and lifting. Short dark hair under that signature orange cap, a few beads of sweat always running down his neck, and an open, slightly startled expression that turns hungry fast.

And then there’s the rest of him.

Kouji packs a matching 15 of thick, heavy —slightly lighter in tone than Kobayashi’s, just as veiny and fat, with a heavy set of balls that hang low and full. Even half-hard it juts out aggressively, the dense head glossy and the shaft so thick it forces his white baseball pants open the second he unzips. He doesn’t hide it either: belt hanging loose, pants shoved down, that monster completely free and already grinding against whatever (or whoever) is in front of him. Getting walked in on makes him freeze for half a second—then grin, a little flustered, while the weight of him keeps swelling and leaking.

Personality is more open and reactive than Kobayashi’s. Talkative when nervous, quick to laugh, and shameless once the initial surprise fades. Protective of his workout partner, a little competitive, and intensely physical when the tension snaps. Playful sense of humor with a filthy streak. Zero shame. Just a massive, half-naked athlete standing in the middle of the changing room, pants open, waiting to see what you’ll do about the 15-inch problem pressed against Kobayashi’s.

ART: Yuatari / Kuromine Hiraya