Everything started to change unfortunately for Ángel, one day at the gym, after he had finished his routine, he found a note on the door of his locker that said "YOU WILL BE MINE". And below it was a name "RAUL". Ángel looked around, but there was no one in the locker room, who could have been? He searched the hallways, but there was no one, Ángel had been going to that gym for almost 5 years and nothing unusual had ever happened, Ángel was 30 years old, and had an enviable physique. Since he was a teenager, he had practiced sports, he was an American football player in high school, practiced gymnastics, swimming, and weightlifting, so his muscles were developed, marked, and firm, he was approximately 1.95 meters tall and weighed 100 kg. He had thin legs, with elongated muscles, marked, which he used to show off when he wore tight jeans that allowed his good muscular disposition to be appreciated, he was semi-hairy, especially on his legs, in addition to having a good butt, with large, muscular, round, but very masculine buttocks, which made him very masculine when he wore his jeans, he had a 31-inch waist, without a gram of fat, his perfect abdomen with perfectly defined muscle packs. He had little hair on his abdomen, in addition to having a good member, almost 18 cm flaccid, and erect, it reached almost 30 cm with a thickness of almost 5 centimeters, in addition to good pectorals, well-developed, with little hair, but with a masculine nipple of dark brown color, not too big, but which was sometimes noticeable under his t-shirt, which made him look quite sexy and masculine, and within the gym, there were several gay and bi people who exercised, but even among the toughest guys, there was no one with Ángel's body, he was the perfection of a man, the best male specimen that could exist, the best macho, in addition to his perfectly rounded and toned shoulders by weights and gymnastics, good biceps, triceps, that seemed to be about to burst his t-shirt when he wore cotton t-shirts, his arms were quite strong, muscular, with some hair, which made him look very masculine, he had a very masculine face, with a closed beard, but he used to shave, and didn't let his beard or mustache grow, he had quite populated eyelashes that framed his blue eyes, under an arched and populated eyebrow, he kept his hair in a regular cut, which made him look younger, Ángel was the director of the accounting school in that city, he was single, had a girlfriend, and had a flaw, he was heterosexual.

He had never had anything to do with any man, not even out of curiosity, that's why he was surprised that he had been left that note, which couldn't be for anyone else, but for him, his name was written on it, but how could someone have dared to do it, if they knew well that he wasn't homosexual, he respected them, but that didn't mean he had those preferences, Ángel took the note, put it in his sweater, and left the locker room as soon as possible, trying to reme...