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Brother's Advice
🕑 Added 2021-09-08 13:00:06 +0000 UTCSimon had always had a better relationship with his older brother Zach than he did with their father. Their mom had left when Simon was only three and his father had withdrawn after that, becoming consumed by self-pity and even verbally aggressive at times. Simon got the worst of it too. Zach after all had been a star athlete all through high school and didn’t struggle to get dates but the younger son had no such luck in either category. He wasn’t academically nor athletically gifted and he was so irrelevant at school that most people he shared classes with hardly ever remembered his name. Pile onto that the fact that he was closeted to everyone but his older brother and life was a pretty miserable affar for the younger sibling.
Once Zach had headed off to college things at home only seemed to get worse for Simon. His father was in a permanently bad mood and had more than once drunkenly asked his youngest son why he was such a disappointment compared to his brother. The words ate Simon up inside. He knew that admitting the truth about his sexuality to his father would only make things worse; he’d have to hold off until college at the earliest to finally be open about who he really was. Just two more years, he told himself each time he caught his father’s ire, Two more years and you’re free.
At the very least he had his weekly video calls with his older brother to look forward to. Even though Zach’s days at college were busy - he was even pledging for a prestigious fraternity - he still made time for his little brother and it meant the world to Simon. He only wished there were more guys in the world like him: popular and handsome but still down to earth and friendly. Simon felt like he could tell Zach anything and so he did, sharing all the miserable details about how life at home was without his older brother, as well his hopeless crush on Jared, one of the baseball team jocks that Simon had been crushing on since his sophomore year.
After Zach’s high school graduation Jared had all but taken his place, becoming the new star of the baseball team and the most popular guy in school. He was unfairly gorgeous too and Simon had once caught sight of a full six-pack of abs when the other had used his shirt to wipe away the sweat from his brow. Those brief few seconds were on regular replay in Simon’s mind. Jared was even openly gay, although all of the guys he had supposedly dated were well-muscled and were likely going to end up on the front of fashion and beauty magazines in the future. Unfortunately Jared wasn’t quite as nice as his predecessor and had always ignored Simon’s presence or even worse, sneered at him in disgust whenever he got too close. Despite that, the unpopular boy couldn’t help but fantasize about dating the jock and although he didn’t share those fantasies with his brother, he had admitted his crush to Zach before the other went away to college.
Much of the conversation between Simon and Zach that evening had been about the older brother’s pledging process to the fraternity but he’d also brought up a girl that he’d started seeing and how she was both sporty and bookish - a perfect match for himself. Simon was happy for his brother but when Zach added that his new girlfriend also dabbled in a little bit of magic he was caught off guard. Weren’t college students a little too old to believe in magic? “I didn’t believe it either until she proved it to me, bro,” Zach assured him in a serious voice. Simon knew his older brothers tics well and there didn’t seem to be any hint that he was joking or lying - he genuinely believed his new girlfriend could do magic. “When you meet her I’ll get her to prove it to you too.” Simon still had his reservations but he allowed the conversation to move on and the brother’s continued talking for another hour before finally hanging up and heading to their respective beds.
Simon woke up the next morning to a text from his brother: “Jen wants 2 prove her magic 2 u now. Let me know when it’s done bro!” He read the text a few times over, chuckled to himself and shook his head. Whoever this Jen was, she must really be sending Zach for a spin if she had him believing in magic like he was a kid again! Putting the text out of his mind, he progressed down the stairs and into the kitchen, where he was greeted by both an unpleasant sight and smell. It appeared his father hadn’t cleaned up the night before the whole room not only stunk of booze but there was also a sickly stench coming from the bin.
“Tidy up before you go anywhere today,” a low grunt ordered from the nearby living room. “Bins out too.” This was just typical of his dad, treating Simon like a slave despite the fact that he had been the one to cook dinner the previous night and had scrubbed the bathroom clean the day before that. All his father ever did was sit around, drink and complain that Simon wasn’t more like his brother. It simply wasn’t fair!
Marching into the living room, the sixteen year old was hardly surprised to find the older man slouched on the sofa in a stained tank top and a whole table of empty beer cans in front of him. Depressingly it wasn’t all too uncommon a scene in their house. Zach had always been good at standing up to their father and telling him to cut his shit out but Simon had never had the strength to do it. Not until now, at least. Enough was enough. “No, I won’t,” he announced in a strangely level voice. “Why don’t you do it for once, dad? I’m doing everything around here and you don’t even lift a finger.”
Simon had never seen his father move as quickly as he did in the seconds that followed, jumping right to his feet with a thunderous expression on his face. He was unsteady on his wobbly legs but he still had both the height and weight advantage on Simon and being suddenly confronted with that fact made the confidence drain right out of the teenager. “Oh I’ll do more than raise a finger,” his father growled, raising his hand in preparation of striking. As the hand arced down though, both men were caught off guard as Simon’s hand snapped up and grabbed his father’s wrist, stopping the blow from connecting. It was an act that should have been impossible - indeed, both men stared at the point of contact in utter bewilderment, neither capable of believing the sudden display of strength on Simon’s part.
The surprises only continued to come though as Simon’s grip on his father’s wrist tightened and his forearm began thickening with muscle, his upper arm and shoulder following soon after. His father’s wrist meanwhile became skinnier as the pounds of muscle were sucked right out of the older man and transferred into his youngest son. Every part of Simon began to swell - his chest, his legs, his ass - right as the same body part on his father regressed to a diminutive size. He attempted to struggle out of his son’s grasp but Simon’s grip was like steel and now that he was aware of what was happening there was no way he was letting go of the other until he had taken everything! It wasn’t just his father’s muscles either he discovered as the older man’s face became softer and rounder while his own squared out. He could even feel a stirring in his all-too-tight pants that suggested a level of improvement there too.
Once he was finally content with the fact that his father had been reduced to a skinny runt of a man that nobody would ever believe could have reproduced, Simon pushed the other away from him and let out a deep chuckle. He pressed a hand against his chest, exploring the firm muscle of his pecs and then wandering further south. “Why don’t you go clean up the kitchen now?” he suggested, taking another step closer to his father, who scrambled into the next room to do as he was told. Simon knew for a fact that the situation in the house was going to change for the better and he probably even had a good shot of attracting Jared’s attention too! First though, he had to snap a selfie and send it to Zach with a simple message: “Guess I gotta thank your new gf. Can’t wait to meet her!”
