The smell of disinfectant rises up out of the tile floor and tickles your nostrils. The steam room is full of fellow football studs; you and your teammates are eager to work up a sweat before heading back to the weight room. Your hand finds danger-boy's shoulder. Your fingertips meet on his chiseled pecs before reaching around each other, clasping in a hot embrace. Steamy encounters in the steam room with moans of relief and the sounds of flesh slapping...