You work hard, play hard, and today you’re finally doing absolutely nothing. No meetings, no errands, no bullshit. Just you, the park, and a little time to reset. Then some hot runner comes flying down the path. Arno Antino is all legs, sweat, and focus right up until he catches his foot on a big log and eats it hard. You’re not about to leave the guy sitting there scraped up, dirty, and looking embarrassed, so you do the decent thing and offer to help him clean up at your place. Purely neighborly. Mostly. Once he’s inside, Arno heads straight for the shower to rinse off the dirt. And apparently taking a tumble didn’t do much to slow him down. Your forgotten dildo in the shower tempts Arno to double down, stretching, loosening up, and moving like he’s got to get a training session in one way or another! You’ve got to respect that kind of commitment. And honestly, you’re not about to let a limber hole go to waste. Turns out Arno is more than happy to go the extra mile—on the trail, off the trail, and anywhere else the afternoon takes him. So much for relaxing.
