Chapter #3His little brother by: Unknown "Happy birthday big brother!" you said shaking him awake.
"Come on Jake let me sleep!" he said pulling the sheets over his head.
"Don't make me drag you out of bed big brother!" you said pulling the sheets off of his bed revealing his skinny body. Billy slept in just a pair of boxers, so you got a good look at his tiny body. You could make out his ribs and hip bones. He literally looked like a stick. You smiled and scooped him up in your arms. You were only a year younger than him, but a lot of people thought you were older.
"Ugh Jake, I'm up! Put me down!" Billy said. You laughed and put him down on his feet. "Thanks." He said looking up at you. You were already three inches taller than him at six feet tall and your size 12 feet dwarfed his size 7s. You were only in boxers too, but the two of you were complete opposites. You were clearly blessed genetically with a muscular, athletic physique. Even your bulge was twice as big as his.
You ruffled his hair and said, "My big bro is finally sixteen! How does it feel?" Billy hated it when you called him big brother. He thought you were teasing him for being so much smaller. He sighed and went about getting ready.
"Great Jake, now let me get ready." he said grabbing clothes out of the closet you shared. You chuckled as he stood on his tip toes to reach the top shelf. He glared at you and went to the bathroom. When you heard the shower start, you looked at yourself in the mirror. You were the star athlete of the Jr. High football, baseball, and basketball teams. Girls loved your big ripped body and handsome face. Some guys like it too but most were jealous. You dressed in a form fitting tank top and board shorts. Then you spiked your hair and went down stairs for breakfast. Your dad was getting coffee and your mom was making eggs. They looked up smiling and said good morning. You smiled back, gave your mother a hug, and patted your dad on the back. You were already taller than both of your parents. You towered over your mom who was a petite 5'7". Your dad was an athlete in college and still had a pretty good build but he was a couple inches shorter than you. You went to the fridge and grabbed the milk and your protein powder. You still had a lot of growing left and wanted to maximize it as much as possible.
When Billy walked in smiling, his clothes hanging off of his thin frame, you all sang happy birthday. Your mom stacked pancakes, bacon, and eggs on everyone's plates and you all started eating. You ate twice as much as everyone and drank probably half a jug of milk. Billy hardly ate or drank anything.
Later, a bunch of your family- grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins- showed up. You were the tallest one besides your mom's dad and your 22 year old cousin Luke who were 6'2" and 6'5" respectfully. Luke was ripped from playing college baseball. The two of you bonded over sports and bodybuilding. He was like your best friend. The rest of your family was 5'10" or shorter. They commented on how big you were before telling Billy happy birthday. He had a chance to open presents- an Xbox and some clothes- before you all had cake and ice cream.
When everyone left, you carried Billy upstairs and wrestled him on his bed for a few minutes. He laughed a little but then complained for you to get off of him before you crushed him. The two of you hooked up the Xbox and played call of duty.
"Billy does it bother you that you are so small?" you asked. The two of you had taken off your shirts and you couldn't help but notice the size difference.
"Yeah sometimes," he said frowning. "Especially since you and Luke are so big. I'd love to be as big as you guys. We could actually play around more and I'd get to play sports. I'd be more popular. You are so lucky." You played for a little bit longer before going to bed. Little did either of you know that...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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