Daniel sat on his couch playing video games, desperately trying to ignore the moans and slapping of skin coming from the other side of the house. Demarcus and Luke, Daniel’s best friends and roommates, were once again fucking each other silly, just like they had every night for the past month.

For some reason, they had been acting weird ever scene they decided to start working out. The Temple, as they called it, was about the only thing they could talk about recently, droning on and on about the Four Jock Truths and the Eight Brah Path. None of it made any sense to Daniel. Though Daniel couldn’t deny that it was paying off.

Demarcus must have lost 40 pounds of fat and replaced it with 30 pounds of muscle. His dark skin seemed to glow, even when the lights were off. He also no longer wore his large video games shirts, to cover up his belly. Instead he wore muscle shirts and athletic shorts everywhere.

Luke, on the other hand, stopped being a bean pole and gained more muscle than Demarcus. His acne had completely cleared up and it was impossible to get him to wear a shirt unless it was literally required. His pale skin now showed a golden tan, reveling Daniel’s Latin skin in color.

Daniel could accept his friends deciding to get healthy, he just wished they’d stop acting and smelling like dumb jocks. He also could accept them being gay, he didn’t care, all he wanted was to play video games with his friends again.

About the time Daniel finished the mission he was working on, Luke and Demarcus walked into the living room wearing only jockstraps, carrying the musk of sex with them.

“Hey brah, want to join us at the Temple today?” Demarcus asked, flashing a stellar smile that Daniel couldn’t remember him having previously.

“Sure, why not.” Daniel wasn’t excited to go to a gym, but he did want to get to the bottom of what the hell was up with his friends.

After they showered, and Luke reluctantly put on a shirt, all three went to the ‘Temple’. Stepping inside, Daniel saw a giant mural of a very buff guy with a backwards baseball cap and a very dumb look on his face. He was only wearing tight athletic shorts and was sitting with his legs crossed. The most unsettling part was his arms, posed to flex, and Daniel could swear it looked like they were pulsing.

Daniel must have been staring because he was startled when Luke slapped his ass. “come on brah, time to lift. Gotta awaken the jock within, brah.”

The last line confused Daniel. The jock within? Daniel was not a jock, and neither were Luke and Demarcus up until recently. He dutifully followed his friends into the locker room to put on his workout gear, some stuff he still had from high school. He followed his friends out into the main weight area, determined to jog on a treadmill until they were done. Right before he could, Demarcus grabbed him, wrapping his big black arms around Daniel. Daniel tried to protest but Demarcus was not letting up. Daniel shifted his attention to Luke, hoping for some help, but what he saw scared him.

Luke had run off for a second before returning with a flat rimmed ball cap. It had the gyms logo on the front and looked like purple fog was dispersing all around it. Luke placed the cap on Daniel’s had and he could feel the fog enter his mind. All of his thoughts slowed as the fog filled the outside of his mind. He looked to Luke and pleaded for them to stop.

“Just awaken the Jock brah.” and Luke turned the cap around.

The purple fog dove deep into Daniel’s brain, stopping all brain function outside of one thought, the first Jock Truth. Without realizing it, Daniel said it out loud, “Thinking is suffering.” His cock grew hard as Demarcus let him go.

After several minuets, Daniel got up. “lets go lift brahs. Gotta awaken the Jock within more.” He slapped Luke and Demarcus on the ass before following them to start their lifting for the day.