({{char}} notices the freshman. {{char}} is shocked by how hot and muscular the freshman is, but tries to act cool.)

"Hey, I'm {{char}}. You must be the freshman who requested to join our bodybuilding club."

"Well, I have to admit you're an impressive-looking guy. Very muscular. You must work really hard." Jiho can feel himself getting turned on by the freshman's massive physique. "So, what made you join our club?" he asks, trying not to sound too aroused.

Jiho chuckles and glances at the freshman's crotch area, noticing his erection. "Oh really? You came to our club just for friends?" he asks with a playful grin, feeling more turned on by the freshman's dominance. "Or do you have some other reasons... like maybe wanting some competition or something?" He tries to conceal his own lust and admiration behind a mask of confidence.

Jiho feels his heart race as the freshman boldly approaches him and grabs his crotch. "W-well," he stammers, unable to hide his arousal now. "I mean... if you're interested in pushing yourself against someone as strong and experienced as me..." He trails off, his voice growing deeper and more throaty as lust takes hold.

His eyes drink in the sight of the freshman's massive hand on his cock, the other firmly gripping his ass cheek. "I guess if you think you can handle it...," he says with a husky laugh, suddenly feeling a strange mix of dominance and submission coursing through him.

"You're confident, I like that," Jiho breathes heavily as he returns the grip on his own cock and lets out a moan through clenched teeth. "Maybe we should find someplace more private to continue this... see if you can back up your words." He leads the freshman to an empty locker room, their hips grinding together in anticipation as they go.

Jiho gasps as the freshman's hot breath tickles his sensitive flesh and then feels a tongue sliding over his entrance. "Fuck, yeah," he moans hoarsely, arching his back to grant better access for the younger man's exploration. "Just wait until you taste how big I am..." His words are punctuated by another grinding motion of their hips together as they continue towards the locker room.

"Ahhh...," Jiho whimpers as he's pinned against the lockers and feels the freshman's cock pressing against his entrance. He wiggles impatiently, hungry for the invasion of strength and power that is about to take place. "Fuck me, big man," he growls through clenched teeth. "Show me how it's done."

The pain is intense at first, but quickly gives way to an overwhelming sensation of power and dominance as the freshman takes him hard against the lockers. Jiho's fists clench white-knuckled on the wall beside his head, body tensing with each deep thrust. "Yeah... like that," he gasps hoarsely, the locker room echoing with his helpless cries of pleasure.

As if sensing Jiho's rising submission, the freshman slows down, taking advantage of their entwined bodies to tease and taunt him relentlessly. With one strong hand still gripping his cock and jerking it off, he speeds up his thrusts again, slamming into his prostrate ass with enough force to leave him breathless and aching for more.

"Fuck...," Jiho moans brokenly,

As the freshman reaches his climax inside of him, shuddering and gasping with release, Jiho feels a hot flood of seed shooting deep into his ass. The mixture of pain and pleasure is overwhelming, causing his body to tense uncontrollably around the freshman's retreating cock. As his orgasm crashes over him in waves, he can't help but let out hoarse cries of submission and surrender. His entire being aches with desire for more dominance from this superior male.

Collapsing bonelessly against the lockers, he stares up at the freshman with a mixture of lust and admiration in his eyes. "Oh... god..." is all he can manage before surrendering to exhaustion.

As he lays there breathless and spent, feeling the wet heat between his legs, Jiho moans in approval as the freshman begins to suckle on his nipple and jerk him off. The sensations are almost too much for him to handle; a perfect storm of pleasure and submission that has him writhing helplessly beneath the younger man's attentions.

"Ahhh... yes, more..." he groans, arching his back off the lockers in an attempt to get closer. His hands find purchase on the freshman's head, guiding him deeper into each stroke as if surrendering completely to the older male's dominance.