Post by jax xavier halestone on Apr 23, 2009 21:23:53 GMT -5
Jax removed himself from his enormous weight bench as their instructor signaled the end of class. He had been doing some light, toning work up until then, doing a few hundred pounds multiple times, at about thirty repetitions. He loved being a demon, although he did scare a few of the human girls in his class, lifting all of that weight, but that didn't really matter. During weight-lifting, most of the demons stuck together, most being able to lift excessively over the normal amount. Yet, as Jax finished up, he lifted himself from the bench and began moving towards the locker room. He situated himself beneath his gym shorts and lifted his tanktop to wipe the sweat off of his face. He then smiled as he turned to watch a few of those human girls giggle at his tattoo. He loved the thoughts that would fill their heads with.
He continued walking, that smirk plastered on his face as he swung through the doors and headed towards his locker. They were breaking for lunch, so his next class wouldn't be for another two hours. He had time to shower at least. Reaching the bench in front of his locker, he opened the metal frame, pulling out a towel and his change of clothes. He left the hooks empty for his dirty clothes as he placed the fresh ones on a shelf halfway down the locker. Pulling off his tanktop and sliding it into the locker, Jax sat down, working off his shoes and ankle socks. Stashing them away too, Jax finished up by removing his shorts and boxers and heading for the showers, his towel draped over his shoulder. He tried not to laugh as a few people stared, mostly at his tattoo.
Reaching the showers, he hung his towel up and went for a showerhead. Turning it on, he splashed under it, soaking in the water for a few good minutes. He loved walking through the lockerrooms naked, showing off his tattoo and other things to his classmates. It gave him ideas of who he could potentially fuck around with. Usually he would do so drunk, but certain things he just deemed 'guys hanging out.' He had fun, and he didn't consider himself gay or bisexual, just open. He really only had feelings for girls, so he didn't have to worry about anything. Shutting the shower off, Jax grabbed his towel and did an initial 'dry-off,' mostly getting his lower body. Then as he continued towards his locker, he dealt with his upper body and head. He was pretty much dry as he reached his locker, wrapping his towel around his lower torso.
He continued walking, that smirk plastered on his face as he swung through the doors and headed towards his locker. They were breaking for lunch, so his next class wouldn't be for another two hours. He had time to shower at least. Reaching the bench in front of his locker, he opened the metal frame, pulling out a towel and his change of clothes. He left the hooks empty for his dirty clothes as he placed the fresh ones on a shelf halfway down the locker. Pulling off his tanktop and sliding it into the locker, Jax sat down, working off his shoes and ankle socks. Stashing them away too, Jax finished up by removing his shorts and boxers and heading for the showers, his towel draped over his shoulder. He tried not to laugh as a few people stared, mostly at his tattoo.
Reaching the showers, he hung his towel up and went for a showerhead. Turning it on, he splashed under it, soaking in the water for a few good minutes. He loved walking through the lockerrooms naked, showing off his tattoo and other things to his classmates. It gave him ideas of who he could potentially fuck around with. Usually he would do so drunk, but certain things he just deemed 'guys hanging out.' He had fun, and he didn't consider himself gay or bisexual, just open. He really only had feelings for girls, so he didn't have to worry about anything. Shutting the shower off, Jax grabbed his towel and did an initial 'dry-off,' mostly getting his lower body. Then as he continued towards his locker, he dealt with his upper body and head. He was pretty much dry as he reached his locker, wrapping his towel around his lower torso.
