Admiring His Form: Straight to Gay Friends MM
Sylvia Wetwood
My best friend Eli has landed his dream job as a personal trainer, and I officially have no more excuses for not working out. He's even getting me in at his gym for free.
But as he's showing me the ropes, I'm feeling the strain in unexpected ways. I've never looked at Eli like this before—I've never looked at another guy like this before.
I feel rude staring, but I'm starting to realize the truth. I'm attracted to Eli, and each workout with him makes it harder to hide. I can't confess this to my best friend when he's just trying to help me look good. I also can't bail on his generosity.
What am I going to do?

