Girdle of Masculinity - Sibling Rivalry
“Dude… Whats that sound?” Josh peered at the ceiling, hearing the rhythmic creaking above. Tyler just rolled his eyes and focused on the video game they were playing.
“Cody’s… business.” He grumbled, blushing slightly. Josh’s eyes widened.
“Holy shit! I didn’t know Cody from school is your brother Cody!”
“He’s got like the whole football team wrapped around his finger! And he’s your brother?!”
Tyler’s blush deepened and he scowled.. “More like every team.”
“And wrapped around more than just his finger…” He added, mumbling.
“What’s he like?” Josh asked as Tyler tightened his grip on the controller.
“What? I dunno man… Big, strong, tough, even my dad avoids him when he’s around.”
“…Could I meet him?” Josh peered at Tyler hopefully.
Tyler threw the controller to the floor. “Are you serious?! No dude!” Tyler put on his practiced tough guy voice
“Come on! Maybe just go see him real quick…?”
Tyler got up and flipped off the TV, raising his voice and puffing out his chest, clearly annoyed his friend was challenging him on this. “No! Forget it, just go home dude!.”
Josh frowned. “Come on! Nevermind, we can go back to playi–”
“Go. home. Josh.” Tyler seemed livid, Josh finally rolled his eyes and left.
Tyler sat there in silence for several minutes for several minutes before kicking his chair. “Dammit!”
He stormed upstairs, heading to the backdoor and ignoring some startled limping jock trying to sneak out through the front.
The backyard was a mess, it hadn’t been properly taken care of in some time, but there were some weights and other random workout equipment by the back wall of the house. Tyler went straight to the weights and started his workout routine.
It was so ridiculous. So unfair. Every time. Every time one of his friends finds out about Cody that’s it, after that they only want to come over to suck up to him, to hang around him, to look at his…
Tyler grunted, dropping the free weights and stretching. For as long as he could remember, that’s how it had always been; no matter how tough or how strong Tyler got, Cody was always more, bigger and using it to ruin his life.
He leaned against the back porch railing and tugged off his shirt, looking down at himself disappointingly before hearing a snicker from the doorway.
He turned and saw Cody there, muscular arms crossed over his thick bare chest, a wad of bills in one hand.
“Looking good bro! Just a few hundred more years and maybe you’ll be able to make a friend that hangs around and doesn’t try to peep on me on their way out.”
He grinned and Tyler winced. Hurt, but not really surprised…
“Whatever Cody! You suck.”
Cody looked annoyed a moment before just smirking, leaning in close and giving a direct view of his powerful pecs and heavy biceps.
“Me? Suck? Heh… Not even once. Though speaking of, make sure when your friend comes back with his money you let him know if that’s what he’s into, sucking costs extra.”
Tyler stammered a reply, flush with anger but Cody just laughed and headed inside.
Tyler threw his undershirt back on then followed inside soon after… Not this time… He would tell Cody to leave Josh alone, he won’t do this again.
Tyler headed upstairs towards his brother’s room to confront him, he saw a guy who he was pretty sure was captain of the baseball team, asleep on the bed. There was a sound of running water in the bathroom and the door was hanging half open so Tyler approached, peering inside.
Cody had turned on the shower but was staring at his own reflection in the mirror, flexing his muscles and running his hands slowly over his abs… What a freaking narcissist… Tyler thought but continued to stare in spite of himself.
Cody went to undo his pants, but seemed to hesitate a moment, looking back to the mirror before finally undoing his belt… The instant the buckle was undone, his form shimmered and Tyler’s head swam.
Tyler gasped as suddenly where his powerful brother stood was… his real brother…
It was like a floodgate had opened in his mind. This was his brother, a punk and a loser who had practically dropped out and couldn’t even hold down a part time job.
Cody looked at his reflection and flinched, quickly hopping into the shower and pulling back the curtain.
Tyler was going to kick his ass! How could he do that to him! How could he… How could… Tyler’s eyes settled on the belt draped next to the sink.
Cody scrubbed himself clean as quick as he could, he hated taking off the belt even for a second but he hadn’t showered in days. The guys seemed to love it, but it was starting to feel gross. He stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and dried himself off. He pulled on his underwear and pants then reached for the belt…
“What the fuck..?” He looked all around on the floor. Where the hell was it?!
Shit! What if the ball player– Kurt…? Steve…? Whatever! What if that guy had woken up and grabbed it while he was in here! Oh shit! What if Tyler had–
Cody threw open the bathroom door about to say something before the words fell out of his throat. Steve… the guys name was Steve… was pulling his shirt on and handing some money to… to…
“What the hell are you doing in my bathroom bro?”
His younger… bigger… brother Ty, stood up staring at him; his undershirt stretched over the hard muscles covering his body. Cody’s face turned red and he stammered… Wait why was he in there?
Ty’s face hardened a bit as he stepped forward confidently, a slight smile starting to form on his stubble covered, hard jawline.
“You were in there sniffing my dirty clothes again, weren’t you?”
Cody’s face fell… He was. He had been… Memories of pressing his face into Ty’s sweaty jocks and their musky scent filled his mind and caused him to drop his hands over the front of the towel, flushing deeper red as his eyes fell on his brothers crotch for just a moment before looking down.
The ball player slipped out quietly and Ty stepped right up to Cody, stone faced. Finally he looked down at Cody and smirked, grabbing his thin arm in his meaty fist and pulling it away, revealing Cody’s arousal.
“So that’s how it is bro. Alright.. Whatever, I’m a business man. Go get your money.”
Cody’s eyes widened and he turned to run to his room and see what he had left, before his brother grabbed him again by the shoulder.
“And call some of your friends over.” Cody’s face paled.
“I know how you love it when they watch you humiliate yourself.” Cody looked terrified and confused a moment before blushing even deeper, mumbling then nodding and acknowledging Ty’s words true.
“Oh yeah and don’t forget bro.” Ty’s grin grew as he flexed his massive arm.
“Sucking costs extra.”