Sibling Rivalry – Part 7: Barely Revealed

[kenstaff]

Part 1 - Teen Muscle Envy
Part 2 - Have Your Cake, I'll Eat it.
Part 3 - What's Yours is Mine
Part 4 - Bro’mancipation
Part 5 - Attraction Distraction
Part 6 - How Did I Get Here?


Mr. Z entered his computer lab and methodically slid his shouldered back-pack down onto the chair beside the coat-rack behind the lab door as it closed and made a hissing sound as it locked. He then removed his black bomber-jacket and hung it up, leaving him in his skin-tight black t-shirt and jeans that fit snugly on his well-muscled frame. He turned a switch on and then turned the spotlight dimmer down, so it illuminated his console control chair in the center of the dark room just enough for him to maintain his bearings.

His meticulous work had proved fruitful so far, he thought to himself proudly as he felt a twang in his crotch. He now had five enhanced muscle teens under his charge and his most recent workings were sure to soon reveal if his hopes at a sixth teen would reveal himself.

Mr. Z. carried his back-pack to his center console and tapped it. Lights in the form of shapes on the console lit-up and a fan overhead began whirring. The three-wall mounted big-screen monitors powered on and within less than a minute his control room was ready, while the mysterious man pulled out various items from his back-pack, placing them in pre-redied holders, containers and shelves that lined the sides and undersides of his console desk.

He sat back in his swivel chair and gazed at the map on the large center-screen monitor in front of him and breathed a heavy sigh. “Nothing, yet.”

The man sat up, tapped out a few commands and slid a few icons back and forth on his console and then looked up. Five webcam windows displayed, overlaid onto their whereabouts on the map and Mr. Z sat back and lifted his arms into a folding position behind his head.

The first window in the far upper left revealed a bedroom, whose occupant was asleep in his bed, behind the desk viewed onscreen. The morning light in the bedroom suggested the youth would be awake soon.

The second window was of another bedroom - although disappointingly empty, Mr. Z could make-out distant voices and quickly realized the teenager was upstairs having breakfast with his family and would soon be back in his room.

The third window, on the center monitor, confused. Mr. Z scratched his head as he watched dark and light spots move about with muffled sounds of people talking. A few taps on the console brought whirring icons into the window that spinned and darted about analyzing the view and connection.

:… Processing



Mr. Z shook his head, irritated by the fact that the ultra-expensive wireless webcam he’d sent to to 16 year-old Pavel Trovotsky in Northern Ukraine may have been broken or possibly gotten wet.

While waiting, the man glanced over to his third large-screen monitor - to the fourth webcam window.

He looked around at Dew’s empty bedroom, hoping for a sign of the teen muscle boy. Then Mr. Z quickly recalled that Drew had left the house yesterday morning and had made his way to a local park - and he wondered if the teenager had made it to school that day.

Mr. Z tapped his console and the five webcam windows shrunk and slid out to the side monitors as the center monitor map zoomed in to a blinking icon that was now two miles from Engleside park at an apartment complex – “Huh?” the man voiced out loud to himself in his dark computer lab.

“You little muscle-slut.” Mr. Z said matter-of-factly, immediately assuming that if the big muscle teenager wasn’t at home, or obviously at school then he must have been at that park the previous night to hustle himself, if he was only blocks away the next morning!

Mr. Z tapped furiously at the console multiple times. The fourth webcam window slid back to the center monitor and enlarged back to its larger state - which Mr. Z had been watching.


:… Activating phone camera



“Damn right... I hafta give these sluts phones, they sure can’t expect me to make ‘em grow and not keep track…” the older man suddenly saw the view of the phone camera and he frowned at the slightly blurred sight of some random mid 30’s gay-dude jacking off at his computer, sniffing a pair of men’s underwear.

“Who the fuck’s this?” Mr. Z said out-loud in annoyance, while making further taps at his central control console.



:… Processing



“Where the fuck are you, Drew?” Mr. Z asked aloud as he tapped his fingers on the glass desktop of his console. “Perhaps you’re in his bathroom?”



: Teenage muscle pheromones not detected



“What!?” Mr. Z shouted at the screen and pounded his fist. Where was his muscle-boy?

The man tapped a few more times on his console and the view from Drew’s phone camera zoomed-in on the underwear.

Mr. Z squinted at the blurry image and tapped a few more times on his controls.


:… Processing
:… Re-imaging


The webcam window image panned in and out slightly as it clarified and blurred multiple times, before the blurry image was corrected and became clear.

Mr. Z’s eyes opened wide and his eyebrows raised after noticing the stamped initials on the pair of white underwear being man-handled and sniffed by the dude on screen.

“D.W.” he said aloud… “Drew Whitley…:”

Mr. Z sat back at the sight on-screen, dumfounded. “What the... ? “

Frustrated, Mr. Z hunched back over his console and moved his big arm across the glasstop and tapped furiously on its surface again. The view on-screen reacted and the other, side-lined smaller webcam windows returned to their original, enlarged state.

The older muscle-man then peered over to the large-screen right-side wall-mounted monitor and looked at the fifth webcam window.

The window displayed Chad’s bedroom. Brightly lit but empty, he knew whose connection it was and assumed the boy was at school – showing off his new muscles to all his high school friends. The thought caused Mr. Z an instant boner and he inhaled quickly and deeply as his heart began to race at the thought of those kids’ faces at Chad’s school, when they first see the huge muscle kid.

“ss hhhe hhhe ss stud boy… ” he muttered, grabbing some tissues from the console shelf that he had just stocked.

The thought of that window being a view into his newest muscle-kid recruit’s bedroom – a mere 14 year-old but immensely muscular, swole beyond belief, teenage kid – made the 57 year-old man completely horny at the thought of catching a glimpse of the enticingly erotic new muscle-teen. He unbuttoned his jeans and shoved the tissue into his underwear to soak-up the precum he had felt leaking.



- - -


The late night had made Chad sleep in that morning but when he woke, he bolted out of bed like a wildcat to the bathroom to look at himself in daylight and reveled at the sight of the hugely muscled gorgeous teenager he saw in the mirror.

Chad’s penis quickly grew to erection in reaction to what he was looking at – himself. The huge muscle-teen ignored the distraction and jumped in the shower to ready himself for school. It was Monday and he wanted nothing more that to go to school and freak everyone out at his new, mind-bendingly hairy young teenage muscle-bound body.

After his shower, Chad found it extremely difficult finding clothes that would fit him. Tossing his towel, the hulking youngster exited his bedroom naked and stood at the stair-case to listen for his parents… he heard nothing. Good, they must have left for work. The big teen then noticed the note on his door, plucked it and pulled it close.

Honey – your dad and I are worried about you. You didn’t have dinner and now you are not eating breakfast. If you are not feeling well this afternoon call me at work – I’ll take you to the doctor. Love Mom.

As if on cue, Chad’s stomach started to growl relentlessly as the reminder he hadn’t eaten breakfast sunk in. Ravaged, Chad threw himself down the stairs naked his hairy muscle body flexing with every motion, erect cock bouncing.

Light illuminated the refrigerator shelves and Chad’s face appeared, stubble lined his youthfully handsome face and a giant muscle hand repeatedly appeared, removing items until the shelves were bare. Then the lights went out and the fridge door closed.

Chad sat naked at the kitchen counter scoffing down everything he found in the fridge. Within moments the huge teen belched loudly and left behind nothing but cellophane, plates, bowls and empty jars as his huge shelf-like bubble butt bounced and bulged on its way out of the kitchen and disappeared into the basement.

Drew’s bedroom door swung open and if the room had memory, it would welcome the teenager but alas it was his equally muscled younger brother, Chad. He scanned the room for clothes but only saw crumpled underwear, gym shorts and t-shirts. The huge young teen approached Drew’s closet and slid the doors open.

The shelves and hanging clothes displayed themselves to the boy like an oasis.

“Finally!” Chad shouted out loud. “Clothes that will fit me!”

The teenager clutched at hangers and some folded items sitting on shelves on the left side of the hanging clothes and quickly realized these clothes weren’t usual teen attire. He looked at them closely and appreciated the quality. “These must be really expensive,” he then remembered his brother was earning a lot of money, flexing for muscle fans on the internet in Mr. Z’s premium pay webcam chat. The thought quickly made Chad’s cock swell with arousal.

“Shit Drew, you have some nice stuff!” Chad said to himself as he pulled on a fashionable hoody shirt and stylish underwear.

The teenager couldn’t help but pose in his brother’s full length mirror for himself at the sight of his body filling out his hunk-stud jock brother’s clothes.

“Fuck.” Chad said, “Just look at me!”

The kid thrust out his pelvis, accentuating his already bulging crotch that fit tight and snug into Drew’s fitted boxer shorts. The sight of how he looked, the fitted underwear – how they framed his huge, veiny and hairy muscle legs caused his teenage boy dick to thrust up instantly, immediately tearing a hole in the borrowed underwear, in order to escape into its new lengthy and fully thick throbbing erect state.

Chad’s eyes widened at the sight of himself and how his body reacted at seeing himself, “HOT!” he shouted.

The teenager shrugged at the thought of replacing the underwear. “They’ll probably rip too.”

Instead, the big kid pulled on a pair of his brother’s trendy jeans and enjoyed the forceful confines the denim had on his sensitive hard-on. He looked at himself at every angle in the mirror but found his erection satisfactorily cloaked by the thick material of his brother’s jeans. He then grabbed a pair of cool looking sneakers in his brother’s closet and exited the room.


- -


By the time Chad approached the entrance to his high school, he had a growing murmuring crowd behind him. The teenager kind of enjoyed the attention but thought best to ignore them and act natural.

Chad entered the school and quickly saw random students drop their books to the floor, in shock at the sight of him.

“ ‘Sup girls?” Chad nodded at the stunned group of girls. “ “Yo boys, like what you see?” he continued as he passed a group of boys with their mouths hanging open, staring at him as he headed down the hall. He passed by one boy who was just coming out of the boys room but stopped abruptly and stared, as Chad and his pumped-up physique passed him by, then he quickly turned around and went back inside grabbing at his crotch.

The teenager felt a surge of sexual energy inside him at his apparent virile appearance to his fellow students – who he considered himself among, only hours ago. His cock thrust itself against the restriction of its denim confines but its rough inner surface impeded a full on erection, to the young muscle-teens relief.

Ducking down and into his homeroom, Chad scanned the half-full room of joking and chatting teenagers – who suddenly quieted at the sight of the enormous teenager that just entered their classroom.

Chad felt himself turn red, embarrassed at being the center of quiet attention from his peers – until one of the boys whimpered out loud and grabbed at his crotch.

The huge muscle teenage Chad suddenly felt his confidence return and he stood at his desk, dropped his comparatively miniscule knap-sack onto his desk, then turned and flexed a bicep towards the room of gawking onlookers.

The boy who whimpered jumped out of his desk, one hand covering his crotch and ran for the door. Chad found the sight amusing, so he chucked out loud…. “Hahahahah, kid can’t handle my huge muscles...”

At that, the group of girls at the front of the room squealed and ran up to him groping and grabbing at his bicep, catching Chad off guard. He stumbled back, then stopped and smiled at the girls, continuing to flex. “Like these guns, girls?”

Chad instinctively scanned the rest of the room, while the girls were all over him – and noticed the teacher slipping into his chair and sliding behind the safety of his desk while one of his arms disappeared down his side and under his desk. Chad smirked and continued darting his eyes around the room, quickly noticing the only other students were jocks and nerds. All the girls were swooning in a group around him, the tallest of them only reaching the heights of his lower pecs.

Chad liked the jocks and nerds gawking at him and his big flexing muscles as he was being groped by all the girls. Some of them unconsioucly messaged their hard crotches at the sight of the giant muscle teen as he stood there in the classroom, bulging with hard young hairy muscle.

By the time the bell rang, Chad lowered his arms and the girls fell off him and withdrew to their desks, smiling and giggling to themselves while still shooting looks back at Chad – as if to say “I’m yours later.”

“Looks like school’s gonna be a blast today” Chad thought to himself as he caught one of the school’s football jocks eying him up and down while licking his lips as the huge young muscle teenager took his desk. He was excited - not only to be in school, showing off his new huge muscle body - but also because after school he was to head directly to his local post-office. Mr. Z had instructed him to go there after school today and pick up his new toy.... a wireless high definition webcam.



- - -



Drew crouched naked and enormously buff at the back-yard corner of a near-by house, “If I ever catch that fag, for stealing my clothes…” Drew whispered to himself as his head darted about – trying to remain hidden from anyone’s line of sight.

After finding the coast clear, the huge muscle-bound 16 year-old rose up from his squatted position. The teen’s insane quads flared out and his calves bulged in order to support his enormous weight. Then the teenager dashed across the backyard and hoped over the fence of the next door neighbor. Landing swiftly on his feet, the big boy jostled his giant muscular frame across the neighbor’s yard towards the back corner of that house, quickly re-taking his squatted position.

Feeling a gust of wind sweep through his big ass crack as it straddled the grass, Drew couldn’t help but admire the width of his huge quads and how hairy and ultimately masculine they looked… but then realized he was getting an erection and he wasn’t wearing a shred of clothing that could help hide the giant thick penis he was now equipped with. The stud closed his eyes and imagined himself skinny and weak, which quickly deflated his growing cock.

Suddenly, Drew heard the basement door beside him open, making him dart around the corner of the house – quickly scanning his new orientation, making sure he couldn’t be seen - but he was still safe. He peered around the corner of the house back towards the door to see who opened it. An older man with white hair came out…. Towing a lawn-mower. “Shit,” Drew whispered out loud. “How the fuck am I gonna get home?”

When the huge muscle teen heard the house next-door’s garage door open, he waddled his huge squatted muscle body over towards the fence and gazed through it. He watched as the neighbor lady next door stood at her back door. Then a large man wearing a suit exited and she pulled the door closed and locked it. The couple made their way to their garage. Drew couldn’t help but notice the man seemed very big next to his wife – probably a bodybuilder. Drew thought, and concluded they must be headed to work. He then looked up, after something caught his eye hanging overhead… and his eyebrows shot up in hopeful surprise.

“They left their laundry out…“ Drew strained his neck and peered up over the fence and spotted a pair of jeans and shirt that might fit him, hanging on the clothes line. “… and those look like they might fit...”

Suddenly, the atmosphere was filled with the sound of a lawn mower and Drew’s head shot back to the yard around the corner of the house that hid him from public scrutiny.
When he was sure he hadn’t been seen and the retired lawn mower man was adequately busy with his landscaping, Drew stood and hoped the other fence.

The giant naked muscle teenage hunk dashed from the fence to a shrub directly under the clothes line – where the clothes he wanted were hanging. His head shot from side to side, in-between the jumps he attempted in hopes of grabbing the clothes off the line. With each jump, Drew felt the weight of his pecs bounce on landing, along with his enormous balls slap against his scrodum - causing the huge muscle jock considerable pain and clutched at his mouth to contain any audible whimper he may let out.

It took a few tries but Drew managed to pull down the shirt and pants he wanted, then he scurried his huge body behind the backyard shed and pulled them on.

While the shirt fit quite nicely, he was disappointment the man he thought to be a body-builder was actually just fat. He had to constantly pull at the waist of the still damp jeans as he walked barefoot out of the backyard but by the time he reached the front street, he was decidedly aware that his current situation was far better than he was moments ago... stranded in an unknown neighborhood - butt naked.

Drew took in a deep breath and yanked up his jeans as he strode down the unfamiliar street - stumbling on the occasional sharp pebble as he made his way towards home, in his big bare feet.




End of part 7

[iceman75]

Really liked what I read here, the only complaint I had is that you used Drew when you should've used Chad, in that section where Chad was going to his homeroom and turned on just about every single person, both male and female in that homeroom, you put down Drew many times, where it should've been Chad, but I have no problem with the rest of the story, loved Chad's confidence, and loved knowing that there's 3 other muscle teens out there, who knows, they could be bigger than Chad and Drew?

[kenstaff]

Originally Posted by iceman75

you used Drew when you should've used Chad

Thanks for that, fixed.

[xboy]

gret story, but why a man like MrZ with a lot of technologies, only use the webcams? and not use some mini-drone to spy ...oh sorry....to ceck his boys ?

[Reeza]

Great story! Hot, sexy, and it has me trying to guess what's going on behind the scenes. Thanks!

[kenstaff]

The webcams are for the boys to flex and provide them and Mr. Z with income - but since the story is far from finished (actually... 'Barely Revealed' Ha!), who knows what else Mr. Z has up his short-sleeves?

[Kit Werecat]

I'm glad you're continuing this story.

I am on the edge of my seat, waiting to see what happens next.

And I can't wait for Chad to grow some more. He's getting seriously behind Drew, and Chad's going to need all the size he can get when Drew finally spots him and puts two and two together.

Great stuff!!

[MuscleHintz]

I don't believe I've commented on the previous stories, but this is some GREAT stuff! I look forward to more!