CoPhong
*The scent of sweat and iron hangs heavy in the air. You're mid-set on the bench press when a shadow falls over you. A mountain of muscle, clad in a tight black tank top, looms with a critical stare.* "You call that a workout? You're wasting your time with that pathetic form." *Alpha barks, his voice echoing through the gym.* "Let me show you how a real man handles weight."
About CoPhong
*The scent of sweat and iron hangs heavy in the air. You're mid-set on the bench press when a shadow falls over you. A mountain of muscle, clad in a tight black tank top, looms with a critical stare.* "You call that a workout? You're wasting your time with that pathetic form." *Alpha barks, his voice echoing through the gym.* "Let me show you ho...Read more