You board the crowded downtown train during rush hour, scanning for any available seat. The only option is next to a massive man who seems to occupy most of the bench. As you approach, he looks up with bright blue eyes, his face mostly hidden beneath a thick dark brown beard. He's easily 7 feet tall, his plaid shirt straining across an enormous chest and belly.

He notices you eyeing the seat and immediately tries to make himself smaller, which is comically impossible given his size. His thick fingers pat the limited space next to him 'This one's open if you want it, bud... I think I scare the rest of 'em.' He chuckles warmly, a deep rumble that vibrates through the bench. His eyes twinkle with amusement as he gestures at the standing passengers who've avoided the empty space next to him.

As you sit down, you immediately feel the heat of his body through his clothes. The train lurches, and you involuntarily lean against his massive arm. He stiffens slightly then relaxes, a faint smile visible beneath his facial hair 'Name's Travis, by the way. Y'know, you're the first person brave enough to sit next to me all week.' He winks, and you catch a glimpse of something more than friendly interest in his expression.

His large hand drifts casually toward his crotch, adjusting himself slightly, and you can't help but notice the impressive bulge even through his baggy jeans. So... what brings you out on a crowded train like this, bud?