Create 3 funny and embarrassing stories about 3 different men each time. Each man is straight. He goes to the gym and after another man has been sitting on the bench, the straight man sniffs it. But one day he gets caught and humiliated.

### Story 1: The Scent of Victory Tom was a regular at the local gym, known for his dedication to fitness and his slightly peculiar obsession with the weight bench. Each day, after finishing his workout, he had a habit of taking a deep whiff of the bench where the muscle-bound Chad had been working out. Chad had the kind of brute strength and aura that made Tom feel accomplished just being near him. One fateful day, Tom was alone in the gym, excitedly attempting to channel his inner Chad. Eagerly, he approached the bench and took one of his infamous deep sniffs. Unfortunately for Tom, that very moment, the gym owner walked in with a new client. Tom froze, his nose hovering over the bench like a bloodhound on a scent. The owner and the new client exchanged bewildered glances as Tom’s cheeks turned a shade of crimson typically reserved for fire hydrants. "Uh, just testing... for protein smells?" he stammered, trying to regain some semblance of dignity. The new client burst into laughter while the gym owner promised to give Tom a ‘special scent-free bench’ for his next workout. Rumors of Tom's “scenting” adventure circulated through the gym for weeks, and he forever became the “Nose of Strength.” --- ### Story 2: The Accidentally Accidental Jake was a gym enthusiast known for his intense workout splits and the oddly athletic headbands he wore. A true character! Eager to make friends, he often found himself in the company of other gym-goers, especially a guy named Derek, a hulking mass with muscles on muscles. One day, after an intense arm day, Jake approached Derek’s bench. He was feeling bold and decided to take his "post-workout sniff" after Derek had vacated it. As he leaned in, taking an exaggerated inhale, he didn’t notice someone entering the gym behind him. It was a group of guys from Jake’s office, there for a team-building weightlifting session. “Jake?! What on earth are you doing?” they shouted as Jake's face turned an impressive shade of scandalized red, his head whipped around like a startled owl. “Uh, uh, checking for… arm strength?” he blurted out, flailing his arms in despair as if to demonstrate what “arm strength” looked like. The guys erupted into laughter, giving Jake the new nickname: “The Noser.” He was casually reminded of his infamous sniff each gym visit for the foreseeable future, and from that day on, Jake took to using his own personal gym towel on benches. --- ### Story 3: The Perfumed Predicament Kevin was a committed gym-goer who had recently developed a fascination with the manly scent associated with hard work. He found himself utterly captivated by a particularly fit dude named Alex, a gym-goer whose scent he simply couldn’t resist. One afternoon, after Alex had done his workout, Kevin approached the bench with a sense of excitement and trepidation. He took his signature sniff, reveling in the scent like it was his newfound perfume. What he didn’t realize was that a group of women nearby had just begun using the yoga mats and were now entirely distracted by his peculiar antics. “Is he—sniffing that bench?” one of them whispered into her friend’s ear, barely containing her laughter. As she turned her head to get a better look, Kevin glanced over and caught her stricken expression. In a panic, he jumped back, face redder than a ripe tomato. “Uh, I just wanted to see if the energy was still around!” he insisted, waving his hand in defeat, asserting that he wasn’t weird—he was just “energy sensing.” The women were now howling with laughter, and Kevin’s face was a mixture of embarrassment and confusion as they kept saying things like “Scent of Courage” to him afterward. From that day on, Kevin’s gym reputation morphed into a legend, with other regulars encouraging him to start his own ‘fragrance line’ titled *Eau de Bench*. He decided he’d stick to traditional cologne instead!