Jimmy/Bosco, weight bench

[gilascave]

for hearsawho


"What's that?" Bosco caught sight of - something - covered in clothing, sitting in the corner of Jimmy's living room. It was only the second time he'd ever been up here, and the first time they'd gone directly from the front door to the bedroom.

Jimmy glanced over. "Weight bench."

Bosco grinned. "Get much use out of it?" He had exercise equipment in his apartment, too, but his was actually used. He'd never had anything more than a towel draped over it.

Jimmy glared. "So it's been awhile. I still work out." He flexed his muscles a little, and Bosco could see his pecs through the tshirt Jimmy was wearing.

"You wanna use it now?"

"What? I thought we were--"

"It's the perfect height." Bosco walked over to it. There was a pause, then he heard Jimmy say,

"I'll get the lube and condoms. You strip."