We had enough of John’s cocky attitude.
We were friends since high school where we met on the water polo team. He had always walked around without a shirt on showing off his rock hard eight pack abs but Jacob and I just brushed it off as the nature of the sport to be shirtless. After graduating, we continued being friends and John skyrocketed ahead of the two of us in physique. John would always hit the gym and, as he liked to say, “pump some serious iron”. He had by far the hottest body, with huge round pecs that would bulge out of his shirts and tree trunk biceps. The tattoo on his left arm only served to accentuate how huge his biceps were. He was so lean he had veins running through his entire body. His vascularity and muscles turned all the chicks on and made him the envy of all the guys. Jacob was hot too but nowhere near the Greek god physique that John had. However, Jacob still had a tough six pack slightly obscured by a layer of fat. Meanwhile, I was the scrawniest of the three of us and I didn’t have much to boast about.