Chapter #5A new dawn of a growing boy by: john doez   Nate found it weird to see Chris so buff overnight but he didnt seem to be weirded out about it at all. To be fair he doesnt even know how he got so big overnight but since he’s still his pipsqueak of a brother he lets it slide.
Nate begins to head downstairs and surprised to see Chris follow behind him in all his barely clothed glory. The duo of brothers end up in the living room and Nate was about to do a stretch when he noticed Chris was about to do the same. He glares daggers at his brother, “Stop copying me…” Nate states firmly. “Im not copying you, I just had to stretch too.” Chris amuses as he chuckles under his brother. Yep definitely the same annoying pipsqueak but Nate rolls his eyes and decides to continue on with his day starting with getting food from the refrigerator in the kitchen. A nice protein blend using eggs and a protein shake he uses himself to help him out for the day, not the best tasting stuff but something he takes to keep himself fit. To his surprise though Chris was handing him the ingredients and helped him make it. “You…want some..?” Nate questioned the boy who was eagerly nodding, “I gotta keep my muscles fit just like you bro since they’re growing in” Chris replied with a smirk. Well Nate knew he was a bit aware of his changes but being this into it was a bit absurd, plus this was probably a lucky spurt and the only one he’s going to get. They usually say the earlier the growth spurt the shorter you’d be which suddenly made Nate feel sad for his brother.
“Uh..sure but you know this is gross right?” Nate warned his brother, even he didnt like the taste of the blend but it gave him the results for his nicely toned and athletic physique. “If you can drink it..I can too” Chris followed up confidently. Nate pauses before giving in, seeing if the boy could take it, “Alright grab a glass and I’ll pour you some.” Nate says picking up the blended jug in his free hand. Chris eagerly rushes to get himself a glass and comes back holding it up to his brother, Nate gently pours the blend into the cup starting with only a little bit to save the rest for himself. Chris looks disappointed , “You’ll get more if you can handle that much” Nate responds noticing how Chris probably thinks he’s cheating his little bro out of a good time, but really he just wants to make sure Chris doesnt end up wasting alot of it.
The boy soon tries a sip of it and as soon as the slop touches his tongue he gags immediately, “UUUHHGHH” Chris shouts aloud as Nate nods and agrees. “Told you its gross..” Nate says as he finishes his glass and pours some more for himself, chuckling inwardly at his brothers reaction. Chris looks between the glass and his brother, “does this stuff really help!!?” Chris shouts in surprise. “Well you tell me, it helped these bad boys come in” Nate exclaims showing off his 15 inch biceps to his brother who blushes a bit jealous.
Nate smirks and ruffles his brothers hair before a slight rip from behind him, turning to see that Chris had a newfound tear in his tightening pajama…shorts. Nate ponders over why that coulda’ve cause it as his brother examined it himself. “Guess these clothes are getting a bit tight” Pointing how his pecs and abs were straining against the material. Nate grimaces as he watches his brother examine his body flexing more…and more..and more. It didnt take long till Nate realized Chris’s body was actually filling out his clothes right before his eyes as his pecs began to actually jutt out from his chest rather than be hints and a nice 6 pack showed up to boot. Nate’s jaw dropped as he saw the boys shoulders broaden a bit and his traps flare up, his shirt riding up even higher than before exposing a pair of surprisingly perky nipples. Chris’s shorts tighten around his thickening legs and even fray open at the seems exposing some of that toned skin underneath. Nate watched in awe as the boy’s pouch seemed to bulge out further and shaped like a fist down there. With broadened shoulders and bigger biceps the boy looks at the muscles and gives them a feel, watching the bicep peak and a vein poke out along the tensed muscle. He lets out a disappointed sigh, “Still not big enough..” he pouts as he walks up to his brother. Looking like a toned stud the boy was now nearly eye to eye , infact people might mistake em for twins if it wasn't for the height difference and Chris’s boyish face and charm.
Nate was stunned to silence, staring at the newfound muscle boy standing infront of him before shaking it off. “Uh.. hmph..well im gonna head to the park for my daily jog.” Nate said pointing away and trying to find a way to get away from his brother but thats when Chris grabbed him by the shoulder. His grip strong, surprisingly so and enough to cause Nate to pause and turn to him, “Imma come too.” Chris thumbs to himself and smirks happily. Nate was about to turn him down but thats when their mother came in, and needed help with the groceries being brought into the house she asked the assistance of her two strong boys. Nate nodded as he set out to do it with Chris following suite, today the bags were quite heavy but Nate being himself didnt want to make multiple trips. He took 6 in each hand letting his 15 inch biceps flare up as he lifted and struggled to bring the assortment of food in. Nate turns behind him to see Chris also struggling with his 4 bags, causing Nate to have a bit of a prideful chuckle.
As Nate begins to head to his room his mom calls to him, “Nate…Honey where are you going?” She asks, “Uhh for my run at the park” Nate responds back. She nods but then looks at Chris, “Take your brother too, doctor says he could use a run to help with his health” she adds. Nate grimaces not wanting to bring his brother but the little pipsqueak seemed hyped enough to start out with his brother. Nate relents and says fine as he lets his younger brother follow him upstairs. “Nate..do you have any clothes you can spare?” Chris asks looking innocent, something unbecoming of a muscle boy of his stature. Nate looks the boy over real quick seeing how tight his clothes had become it was only a matter of time before they…. ‘RIP’ …ugh… Nate didnt even get to finish his thought as Chris just breathing finally ripped out of his shirt exposing his bare fit chest. Chris only looked down and seemed amused, “Dont you have that too big shirt and shorts Grandpa gave you?” Nate deflected not wanting his little brother to wear any of his clothes. Chris thought about it before remembering where he put them and rushed off to his room next door, giving Nate some breathing room to scream into his pillow over how this was happening.
A quick dress into Nate’s jogging shorts and shirt he began to head out his room, “How's this?”, Nate heard from the side and turned to see Chris in that exact shirt. It was tight to be sure but still flowed on the boys body and the shorts barely came down to his thigh and clung tight on those too. However, it was doable, as Nate saw people wear worse on a jog, “That's good, come on” Nate said as Chris giddily followed behind. Nate led Chris into his ride and they both began to drive off to the park to start their excursion, Nate stealing some glances at Chris's figure trying to figure out what to do next.
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