Relaxing by the pool, I’m focused on my abs workout when my flatmate arrives with candy. A playful little accident turns into pure temptation when the candy spills over my rock-firm abs. He leans over, slowly licking every vestige of my stomach, worshipping the ridges of my muscles with his tongue. Her lips explore not only my abs, but also the swollen veins that run through my arms and torso: an intimate moment of pure adoration of muscles and veins in the sun.