Two Brothers (Part 4)

[arpeejay]

By Richard Jasper

Part 3: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=17078

Part 2: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=17061

Part 1: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/showthread.php?t=9752

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"Evan DeMarco? Really?"

Chris nodded his head.

"And just how do you know this, Mr. Smartypants?"

Chris grinned.

"His sister, Bethany, is my BFF, of course!"

Will shivered.

"The idea of you and Bethany DeMarco putting your two heads together is scary," Will observed.

Chris chortled.

"Well, if we had anything to talk about!" Chris agreed. "As it is, complete and total speculation..."

Will blushed.

"And just why...?"

Chris put his hands on his big bro's massive, oxlike shoulders.

"I've know since Mom and Dad bought you that weight set," Chris said.

Will winced.

"It's that obvious?"

Chris shook his head.

"Oh, I doubt Dad's figured it out," he noted. "Mom, though, she's scary! I don't think there's anything she hasn't figured out."

Will looked Chris up and down.

"Speaking of figuring things out..."

Chris crossed his arms and arched his eyebrow.

"Oh, fer heaven's sake! I'm 13! I haven't figured it out yet!"

Will heaved a sigh of relief.

Mentally, Chris rolled his eyes.

For a valedictorian, sometimes the boy's head is thicker than his arm, he said to himself. The fact was, Chris had the hots for his big brother, big time. And I always have.

He sighed.

Not that it's likely to do me a damned bit of good.

"So tell me more about Evan," Will said.

Chris groaned.

"Jeeze, you won't let go, will you? And it's not like there's anything to tell. Next to you, he's the hottest guy at Worthington High School. You know the rest."

And, yes, Will did know:

Evan was a soccer player, 6 ft., 190 lbs. of ripped to shred muscles, broad shoulders, narrow hips, huge legs, beefy soccer player's butt. Curly blond hair, blue eyes, always tanned, smooth as a whistle.

"He's still mad at you for giving up soccer," Chris said. "Apparently he always liked watching you dress in and out."

Will blushed.

"And showering, me oh my. According to Bethany..."

Will yelped.

"Good god almighty!" he exclaimed. "You can't mean to tell me that Evan DeMarco told his little sister what he was thinking about me when I was in the frickin' shower?!"

Chris just beamed.

"You want me to fix you up?"

Will gulped, then shook his head.

"Uh, no, that's OK," he added. "I'm a big boy. I can do it myself."

Chris chuckled.

"Well, yeah, you are, aren't you? Biggest boy in Worthington High School, in fact," Chris pointed out. "At least that's what Bethany says Evan says!"

Will groaned.

"Why did God invent little sisters?"

Chris snorted.

"So that little brothers could get the dirt, of course!"

* * *

Will did ask Evan out, of course, and Evan quickly agreed, even swearing an oath that both of them would say "nothing, absolutely nothing!" to Bethany and Chris about what he and Will did or didn't do. In the end, they could have dispensed with the oath-taking. To Chris and Bethany, it was clear as sunlight on the side of a barn that the two had "done the deed," as they so quaintly put it.

In Will's senior year of high school, he put on another 30 lbs. of muscle. When graduation rolled around, just a couple of weeks after his 18th birthday, he weighed in at a totally awesome 300 lbs. Every college wrestling team in the country wanted him and so did half the football teams, despite the fact he'd never played a single game of football. The fact that he could bench 700 lbs. for reps and his 1RM was 900 lbs. was more than sufficient.

Evan likewise flourished, thanks to the time he spent with Will. By the end of the summer between junior and senior years he put on 15 lbs. of muscle and added another 10 lbs. by the end of the school year. Much to the chagrin of Coach Martin, Evan, like Will had done previously, dropped soccer -- but went to Worthington's football team instead. At 6 ft. and 215 lbs., Evan was an All American.

The recruiters, who weren't dummies, offered Evan and Will matching scholarships but the two young studs agreed that going to the same school probably was not a good idea. Evan accepted a football scholarship at Pitt, Will a full academic scholarship at Stanford.

As for Chris, he was happy that his big bro and Evan got along so well but he was more than a little miffed that they spent so much time together. More time with Evan meant Will had less time for Chris. And that sure as hell isn't what I wanted, Chris told himself a good couple of thousand times.

Even so, it made him hit the weights twice as hard, with predictably spectacular results: By the end of the 8th grade, Chris was up to 5'8" tall -- 2 inches taller than Will had been at the same age -- and a totally ripped 175 lbs. of solid muscle.

"Shit, bro," Will said on the last day of school. "You're a fuckin' freak!"

Chris flexed his 17 inch biceps, threw out his 44 inch chest, and vacuumed out his freakishly small 28 inch waist.

"Ya like that, huh?"

Will did a double take.

Now that you mention it, he thought to himself. Fuck yeah, I do!

But he kept that thought to himself. Instead he grinned and flexed his monstrous 24 inch biceps.

"I bet you like these puppies better, don't you?"

Fuck, Chris thought. He's fucking killing me.

Chris grinned and copped a feel.

"Woo hoo! You know I do," he told his big brother. "But I bet Evan likes 'em better!"

Will expanded his giant chest to its full 60 inches, sucked in his 33 inch waist, and put his big hand on the big bulge in his gym shorts.

"He fuckin' likes this better," Will observed.

Aww, Christ, Chris thought. I'm dyin' here.

"OK," he said, instead. "Spot me, goddammit. 1 Rep Max, Fuck yeah!"

Will looked at the bar. It was loaded with 365 lbs.

"Jesus, Chris," he said. "Are you sure? This is more than twice what you weigh!"

Chris punched his big brother in the arm, hard.

"Owwww!" Will said. "Why'd you do that?"

Chris grinned.

"How many guys my size can make you say owwww?"

Will laughed.

"OK," he said. "Point taken."

Chris slid onto the padded bench.

And a one...

He wrapped his meaty paws around the iron bar.

And a two...

When did his hands get so huge? Will asked himself.

And a three...

With no assistance from Will, Chris smoothly moved the bar off the stanchions.

Down...

BOOM!

...and back up!

"Woo hoo!" Chris exclaimed, punching the air with his fist. "New personal best."

Will just shook his head.

"Boy, I said it before, and I'll say it again..."

Chris grinned.

"I'm a fucking freak, aren't I?"

Will nodded.

Jeezus, he added to himself. What's he going to look like next year?

[Mad Dog]

Hot! I'm always eager to see how much bigger the guys get in your stories in each chapter. :3

[arpeejay]

Originally Posted by Mad Dog

Hot! I'm always eager to see how much bigger the guys get in your stories in each chapter. :3

:-)

Glad you like. You actually read / commented on it before I finished by edits! I don't think I changed much!

xoxo

Richard

PS:

1003 posts, huh? Woo hoo! You're catching up!

[chocomus]

damn, this story gets better and better.

And will doesn't realize???? lol

Dang Man I am loving every minute of this story, its fucking fantastic! I love how huge each brother gets as every chapter goes on. I said it once and I'll say it again, I can't wait to see more