"Yo dude! What are you doing here?" Josh heard the familiar voice of Markus call out to his old teammate. Josh looked over at the huge man, he was dark skinned and extremely tall. Brandon actually looked small compared to him, being an entire head's worth shorter. Looking at the muscular man, Josh figured he must have been on break for a little while. His well trained torso and red lifeguard shorts appeared to be dry. Josh even scanned up past his chest, which had an impressive tattoo etched across it in some sort of pointy looking design all the way spanning to his biceps on both sides. Finally, looking at his smiling face Josh couldn't help but stare for a second at his perfect white teeth, attractive scruff on his chin, and deep brown eyes. Naturally, Markus was wearing on of his many hats, as he saw him self as a bit of a collector of many different styles of them.
Brandon grabbed the huge man's right hand the two of them pulled each other in for a sort of "bro-hug" before separating again. "Dude I just got a job here!" Brandon replied to his friend.
"Itty-bitty Brandon got a job here?" Markus mocked his shorter friend with a chuckle. He started petting Brandon on the top of his head to further prove his point as Brandon tried to shove the huge man aside.
"Shut it dude, how can you call me itty-bitty when you look at Josh." Brandon said pointing directly over to Josh who was surprised Brandon even noticed him. Josh felt a little taken aback by the comment, but tried to just set it aside and speak up but not before the two continued their much louder banter.
"Dude, he's your boss now. Don't talk about him like that, shrimp." Markus said defending Josh and putting Brandon in a headlock. Brandon struggled for a few seconds before slipping free and walking a bit toward Josh to compare himself to the minuscule man.
"If I'm a shrimp I guess that makes him a flea." Brandon said somewhat coldly looking down at Josh, who was at about chest level for the massive man.
"Yo, chill dude." Markus spoke sternly to the obviously flustered Brandon. Brandon simply shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.
"It was all in good fun. We're cool now, Josh knows it." Brandon said staring directly at Markus. Meanwhile, Josh shivered at the phrase. It was the same excuse he always gave in high school, maybe Brandon hasn't changed as much as he initially thought. Shaking the idea from his head Josh was finally able to interject.
"Markus, do you think you could grab a uniform for Brandon?" Josh asked the gigantic man politely. Markus gave Josh a playful salute and walked out the door to retrieve the uniform from a storehouse they had out back. Meanwhile, Brandon looked over at Josh and smiled.
"Thanks again for giving me this job, Josh. It really means a lot." Brandon said with much more politeness than when Markus was around. Josh was taken aback once again, now for totally different reasons. What was Brandon's deal? He was polite in the interview, suddenly a jerk just a minute ago, now suddenly polite again. Josh stood there speechless in thought while Markus reappeared with a new uniform.
"Took your time lumbering back in here, you giant." Brandon quickly quipped to his massive friend. Makrus merely walked forward and shoved the clothes in Brandon's hands before crossing his arms.
"Is shrimpy starting today, boss?" Markus asked looking past Brandon at his tiny boss. Josh simply nodded his head, unsure how Brandon was going to react to being called "shrimpy". Brandon simply snorted at the comment before marching off into the bathroom, wishing to change in privacy. Markus shook head head as Brandon walked off.
"Good old Brandon, hasn't changed at all from high school." Markus said with a chuckle. Josh scratched his head thinking the complete opposite. He seemed totally different than he was in high school to him.
"What do you mean? He seems a lot better to me." Josh said questioning the massive man. Markus turned and looked down at Josh, his enormous pecs and part of his ripped abdomen now completely obstructing his view of the room.
"Well he's as rude and hot headed as I ever remember." Markus said as he lifted his arm, flexing his massive bicep in the process to scratch under his hat. Josh crossed his arms looking down at the floor of the balcony. Sure he was being rude and hot headed... but only when...
Markus suddenly turned, showing Josh his impressive back and walking away. "I've gotta go back to my post. I'll probably see you two out there soon, boss."
Josh nodded to himself. For the moment this was probably better for him anyway. He absolutely figured out, Brandon must act like he did in high school when he's around Markus. He's heard of people who do that before, but never thought he'd see it first hand like this. Just then the door to the bathroom opened and Brandon walked out wearing his new red lifeguard shorts. Josh was astonished at how great Brandon's body looked when he didn't have a shirt covering his torso. He always had a pretty huge chest, but Josh remembered him being much chubbier in high school, now however he sported a very attractive looking six pack as well as modest looking treasure trail. He certainly wasn't a lean muscle however, as on his belly it did look like his muscles were more thickly laid. Over all he looked like he had a well trained football player's body. The huge man looked around the room while holding his clothes before spotting Josh and walking over.
"Markus leave?" Brandon asked softly.
"He had to go back to his shift, actually." Josh answered back, glad to gave the polite Brandon back with him for now. Josh watched as Brandon dropped his clothes just below the balcony at the end of the room. "We have little lockers in the gym if you want to store your stuff there for today?"
Brandon shook his head. "No, that's ok. I don't want to take up any room in there till I'm more officially part of the crew." He said with a smile.
Josh sighed silently to himself, he still couldn't believe how different someone could be just based off what people are around him. Either way, now it was time to decide how to approach training Brandon to be a lifeguard. Thankfully, the muscled behemoth already is CPR certified, so all he needs is training in the pools. Josh figured he could train him himself, but he always liked to have someone else help since it made the job a lot quicker and easier. He knew if he was going to pick anyone to help him however it would seem weird not to ask Markus. Josh sighed again deciding...
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