Not Exactly a Jock: Rob Quin & Scott Demarco

Rob rolls into Doctor Demarco’s office, all geared up to ace his pre-participation check-up and snag that sweet approval note for the baseball team. But when Scott gives him the once-over, he’s like, “Dude, you look more like a book nerd than a jock.” Rob’s true mission? To sneak some action with the team’s hotties.

But here’s the kicker: the exam curves a few unexpected balls, and Scott can’t just scribble that approval. Rob starts begging, and Scott, ever the schemer, has a wild idea. “I’ll let you play, but on one condition—you gotta pass an… extra-curricular exam.” Rob blanches. “Why, Doc? You talking about some kinda kinky drill?” Scott grins, wickedly. “I’m talking ‘bout showing you’ve got the stuff. Think you can handle it?” Rob gulps, but he’s all in. “Bring it on!” Scott leans back, smirking. “First, you gotta prove you can take a hit. Literally.” Rob’s eyes widen. “You serious?” Scott raises an eyebrow. “As a cardiac arrest. Strip down and let’s get physical.”