My parents went out with the next-door couple one evening. He never mentioned working out but he regularly visited a local gym and it showed he was in incredible shape. We talked a lot during his stay with us, he showed pictures of his family, told stories about his hobby (researching and mixing exotic drinks), and even made a few interesting tasting cocktails.
He was at least three inches taller than my 6'1' slim but basketball-toned body and definitely much more muscular. He worked with my dad and stayed at our place for a few weeks. Gay sexual thoughts never even crossed my mind.
I was still a virgin and sexual fantasies were based on straight soft porn I saw on my parents' 'hidden' VHS tapes. I was a junior at high school in the mid-eighties.
