"Jared, man, I dunno about this. This place feels like...really hot..."
"Are you a man or a baby, Matt?"
Of the two men who entered the hothouse, one of them, the black haired tanned skinned man, was definitively bigger than the other. He was Jared Sanchez - he was half Mexican on his mother's side, and white on his dad's side, which expressed itself in a very nicely tanned countenance that only accentuated his massive muscles, and bright blue eyes that drew in all the right kinds of attention. Coach had actually had to warn him off of getting any bigger because it could have effects on how good he could play the QB position on the local team.
Matt on the other hand was the skinnier, more toned runningback, standing there pale and considerably smaller than Jared, stringy blond hair and light green eyes. He was toned and muscular, but lacked Jared's size. Around school, he was a bit of a casanova, but again, nowhere near to the same level as Jared Sanchez. Who seemed every week to bring home a new girl to introduce to his so called "Latin Lovin'".
Looking around the hothouse, Matt winced when he saw Jared taking off his jeans now too, leaving the Varcity jock in just a pair of black boxers that were almost sinfully tight on his body. Matt sighed and went along with it, stripping down to his tighty whities, following Jared along to through the hothouse.
Both saw a large number of animals inside enclosures that barely seemed different from the outsides of them they were currently walking around in. Jared flexed for anyone watching, and smirked, "You know you fuckin' want me, Matt. I don't blame you for bein' gay for this."
Matt sighed, of course he'd get like this. Matt wasn't even gay, but the fact he'd one too many times looked Jared's way led to this kind of repeated teasing. Matt was not the type to complain of being picked on, but the sheer repetition definitely got tiresome. If only he'd come up with something else.
The two kept going, and before long both were starting to feel hot, in more ways than one...