"Alan..." Keith was still stunned seeing Alan like this. Although, this might be because the keys were inserting new memories into Vinnie's head. He and Julian grew up together, just like Keith and Alan. It was disorienting, suddenly having two sets of memories of essentially the same person. However, once the memories were sorted out, Keith returned to his cocky Vinnie persona. "Hey, I thought I told you not to fool around with the keys too much. Though I have to admit they did give you quite the glow up. Well, except for the sunglasses. Don't wear them while you're at the gym. You look stupid."
"But I didn't use the keys too much. I only had to use it once on me to become the stud I am now. Although I did use it a bunch of clicks on a shirt, but you don't care about that, right?" Alan decided to listen to Keith and put away his sunglasses. The Julian part of him was reluctant but seemed to be willing to do at Vinnie's request. He then went to the weight rack, got noticeably heavier weights than Vinnie had, and began curling them. The lawyer loved the strength he felt and how his biceps bulged. He thought his confidence couldn't get any higher, but this proved him wrong. Keith, meanwhile, just raised an eyebrow at this situation.
"Heh, what are you trying to do. Challenging me to see who can lift more?" Actually, that sounded fun. Both he and Alan were shredded now, and he was curious they compared.
"Maybe. Any objections to that idea, Mr. Fontano?"
"None. Bring it on, Crowe."
Thus the two of them proceeded to go around the gym doing every exercise they could think of to see which one of them could outlift the other. Alan and Keith knew they would feel it in the morning, but they were just having too much fun testing each other's newfound strength. Along the way, both of them found themselves subtly checking out the other's body. Well, or maybe not so subtly when they were doing deadlifts. Anyway, their final exercise was bench pressing, and with one triumphant grunt, Julian managed to outlift Vinnie.
"Woo! How was that? Guess you should spend more time at the gym and less time trying to pick up chicks, huh?" Alan celebrated this victory by making his pecs bounce. To think he was strong enough to outlift a mobster now. Keith, meanwhile, just rolled his eyes, but the smirk on his face indicated he wasn't mad. This was his childhood friend, after all.
"Yeah, yeah. Your man boobs are big. Who cares. At least I still beat you in curls."
"Hey, don't call them man boobs when your chest is as big as mine." Alan got up and pulled on the fabric of Keith's stringer to expose the other's pecs more. Keith playfully slapped Alan's hand out of the way. However, the two of them then found themselves looking at each other in the eye, and both of them saw the same thing.
Desire.
"You know, I don't remember the score. How about we call this a tie?" Keith was now giving Alan the same look he gave to the receptionist.
"Yeah, I don't remember either. So... what are you going to do now? Try and hook up with that receptionist?" Alan responded. It seems like the insecure part of Alan was bubbling to the surface, and Keith couldn't have that.
"Nah, I think she not available, but there's plenty of fish in the sea. Besides, I think I just have a thing for blondes."
"Is that so?" Alan said while he adjusted his blond ponytail. "Hey, Keith. Can I ask you something? How do I say 'You are so sexy' in Italian?"
"Heh, it's 'Sei cosė sexy.'" Apparently, the word sexy was still called sexy in Italian.
"Yeah, I think you are too..."
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It took all their willpower to wait until they got back to the hotel room, but they reached it, and the door closed behind them; the two couldn't keep their hands off of each other. They were roughly and passionately making out with each other while feeling the other's toned and pumped muscles. Keith untied Adam's ponytail letting the lawyer's golden locks fall to his shoulders. Meanwhile, Adam managed to strip Keith out of his stringer. Adam had to admire the number of scars Vinnie had. It made him look so dangerous and sexy.
"So, is it Keith or Vinnie who wants to do this?" Alan asked when they came up for air.
"Don't know, don't care. My only question is, why didn't Vinnie do this sooner?"
"Probably because I didn't exist before." After saying that, the two resumed making out. Eventually, after some lust-filled stumbling, they managed to find their way to the bed.
"So, which one of us is going to top?" Keith asked while he was removing Alan's stringer.
"Why does only one of us have to top? Why don't we take turns? Switch it up, you know." Huh, it seems like Julian was quite the idea guy. Since once again, Keith was intrigued by his suggestion.
"Wasn't expecting that answer. But sure,we can take turns, if you can even move after I'm done with you."
"Heh, bring it on, Compagno."