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Brad never followed up with his boyfriend Chris to clarify who the men were. As everyone else, he left the framed photo on the bedroom dresser to fester with the rest of the pics of sorted family members, needy exes, and unaccounted male friends apparently all named Bruno.

Who can say…

Okay but why tf did i think being friends with an ex was a good idea

I feel like this is so important to say rn. During Sunday service my ex came over to church. And on that day my pastor decided to call me up to the alter to bless me and pray for me. He prayed for the protection of my innocence and purity specifically. Then after, my pastor’s wife pulled me aside, and told her that God told her to tell me “Stay away from Jakob” (name of my ex). She didn’t know the name of my ex, they’d never even met. And prior to this Sunday service, a while ago my mom had this nightmare where I got pregnant while I was still a teen (I was her accidental teen pregnancy). Basically, my ex is to toxic and bad for me God himself felt the need to reach out and say “Stay tf away from him I am SO serious child cuz if not he gonna fuck up your future.”

Life update

I broke up with my boyfriend

I quit my job at Fatburger

I got a job at a dog boarding place

I went to a protest

I met Satanists at the protest

I got a job at a doggy daycare run by the Satanists I met

I got in a car accident

I quit my dog boarding job

I frantically searched for a job that was something that wasn't only $7.25 an hour

I got a job in group homes helping Intellectually and Developmentally Disabled adults live normal lives

I lost my doggy daycare job

I'm still trying to open a bookstore

I'm crushing on my ex boyfriend's step brother who has a 2 year old daughter. I'm 19, he's 22

damn.... life updates since I haven't in a while

After I posted the last update, which was in september, I broke up with my boyfriend again and blocked him on everything. well, my best friend broke up with him for me

I got a job at an animal shelter with my cousin's fiancée as my team lead

I turned 20

we got fully moved into our house

we had a Halloween party

My friend and I did end up getting evicted

I moved back in with my mom

I haven't slept on a bed since like Halloween

November was kinda boring, but I spent it talking to some dude 1500 miles away who started love bombing me in a narcissistic way and not an ADHD way, and then I had to block him cuz he was ✨️icky✨️

then, right at the end of November, the last day of the month, around 8 pm, I got a text from a dude on a dating app. he told me my cat had the most evil eyes in existence and that he would love to pet her, then asked what her name was.

we talked over that for about 3 weeks before we met up and went on a date. 2 of my friends came with me to stalk me (and failed horribly) to make sure the dude wasn't an axe murderer or anything like that.

this man ended up being the biggest fucking walking green flag in existence, his family likes me, my family likes him, and all of our friends and family keep asking us when the wedding is gonna be. we've been actually dating for not even a full month

it's been snowing horrendously here for the past week

umm, but other than that, I'm moving in with my cousin and his fiancée and their 3 kids this week, so I'm actually super excited about that.

went from the shittiest month ever to having a really good time. kinda anxious, but overall doing okay

SAVAGE LOVE

I'm a lover of all things BTS and when they released the remix with Jason Derulo i was so excited not because i liked the original song. I had never heard it actually but because i really loved all the vocals on this tracks blended together. JD, JK, Suga, JHope everyone was just amazing.

I just wanted to talk about the meaning of the song though because like everything BTS they all relay a deeper meaning behind the vocals and sweet melody. Talking about how you can use me, eventhough you don't want me because i can not let you go. I found out you are dating me as a revenge plan for your ex and stuff. You don't give a what when we kissing and stuff.

Please!!!!

If i find out someone was doing that to me i ain't staying for that toxic love. I realised the guy i once dated was heartbroken by his ex girlfriend because he was once poor. So he just started using women after that. I had no idea and here i come an innocent girl trying to be bad for the first time. I had learnt to masturbate for the first time like 2 months before i visited this guy. Still i had not orgasmed. Well i was a virgin and had no idea what an orgasn felt like tbh.

So this guy then had sex with me and decided i was not his idea of a virgin because i did not bleed and did not discuss with me. So he started using me for sex without discussing it with me. All along i thought we would get married. Until he organized an outing with his friends and introduced me as his friend and introduced another girl as his "girlfriend" then he said "nope i cant say that really, maybe friends with benefits, that is the correct term" and they laughed. I was gutted. 🥺😭😭

I clearly heard the message and being faraway from home i just packed my bags and decided i was done and went back on my way. Its so sad though it still took me another 3 or 4 sexual encounters after that to eventually let go of that relationship completely. But i would never be able to let someone use me ever again. Knowing they have issues from their past relationship is a red flag and issa cause for me to run for cover, been burnt, ouch!!!!

I really do not regret having sex with him for I really learnt a lot from that experience. I almost killed myself too. I took 16 pills and tried to sleep and never wake up but God woke me up 😀😀😀 and i guess its something i will never try ever again. However if i were to do it all over again i would do it differently this time. I will never date the same guys i dated and i will take my time and be a totally different person this time around.

I will always want to count myself lucky and blessed that i did not get any infections f4om that loser for he insisted on not using protection and stuff🥺🙄🙄🙄 i was whipped and dumb and stupid now that i look back i see that I can not believe i was ever that kind of person. Grace covered and protected me i guess.

I hope someone gets encouraged by my stupid story filled with stupid decisions.....

As always i will keep holding on...

Until then 💋💋💋🤗🤗🤗

My big little brother: revenge

My eyes widened as I opened my bedroom door. I couldn't believe what I was looking at.

"What the fuck are you doing here, you pervert?"

A towering, incredibly muscular hunk was turning my room upside down, only wearing a pair of blue briefs.

The guy stopped, and even before he turned to face me I could tell who he was, because I had seen him naked so many times that I could recognize his body everywhere -- plus, it was a very outstanding body and it was hard to forget it. To be honest, I still missed that sculpted physique, and, despite everything, I was still so attracted by him that right now I was getting incredibly horny.

Just at a glance you could feel how pumped up and bulky his legs were, and looking at them and at his arms I could sense that he hadn't given up working out although we had broken up recently. To be honest, it was as if that stud had just finished a gym session of his, since his movements were so euphoric and his muscles powerfully quivered in need of some training -- especially his glutes, squeezed in those briefs that were way too tight for his hard and juicy butt cheeks, so that his huge figure looked even beefier.

The stud finally turned his beautiful face to me, an unusually scared expression depicted on it. Was he about to cry or what?

"Please bro, let me exp--"

Although he looked so pathetic in that way, I was so angry at him that I just wanted to insult him. Even his attractive and cocky face, now with that inexplicable puppy-eyed expression, couldn't save him from my rage.

"Fuck, Josh, this is definitely too much! This is exactly what I was talking about when I broke up with you, you're always going too far just to draw attention on yourself! Look at you, sneaking inside my room like a perv and, you know what, I think I'll call the police if you don't get your ass out of here!" Meanwhile, I couldn't help but get hornier the more I looked at him, and the way he flexed his ripped biceps.

As he completely turned his body I'm sure that my heart literally skipped a beat. I hoped that my face wasn't turning red.

Was it just me or Josh had really become a lot heftier from the last time? His chest was thicker and a lot buffer, so that it rippled even when he was staying still. However, now that he was desperately moving his solidly beefy arms the way only he did -- every time he moved it seemed that he was flexing, as though he wanted to show how cocky he was -- his pecs didn't stop for a moment, contracting and relaxing periodically. Their shadow covered his arched belly, bulging with his broad abs, which expanded whenever he breathed in. According to them, he was either very anxious or aroused, because his breath was laboured. And judging by his cock it was definitely the second option.

Firstly, let me say something: the only word I can use to describe Josh's lower parts is perfect. His legs were so bulging that his muscles seemed sculpted in marble, and every contraction they did they released a huge load of testosterone around them. Right now, for instance, his ripped thighs and calves were all pumped up, tensing in a great effort to support his huge torso.

Anyway, as I was saying, what caught my attention the most was between his legs. As his ass, his bulge was way too big for the underwear he was wearing, completely constricted by the briefs -- moreover, I could see that it was getting hard, and so even bigger. As a consequence, Josh's monstrously meaty dick wasn't completely covered by the underwear, and most of it was nude and visible to me, all squeezed up in the tight fabric in a most likely annoying way.

"Wait a moment" a terrible realization suddenly hit me, "those are Kyle's briefs." Ignoring the difference of size between me and my ex-boyfriend, I rushed into him and grabbed his ripped arms, the manly smell of his sweat inside my nostrils. I admit that I liked digging my fingers in his brawny, fleshy biceps, and I squeezed them even more not only to hurt him, but also to enjoy their massive smoothness.

"Where the fuck is my brother, you dickhead?" I tried shaking him, but it was useless. He was too towering and heavy for me. "Tell me!" It was a quite surrealistic situation, a huge alpha stud intimidated by a completely average guy.

I was even more surprised, to say the least, as I saw some tears running down his cheeks and then falling on me. He squatted a bit so that he could face me, which resulted in him flexing once again, his legs pumping up as two juicy buns. How cocky.

Then he placed his broad hands on my shoulders. "It's me, bro, please be quiet! I am Kyle!" he managed to sob.

I kept silent. I honestly didn't expect that, and I didn't know what to answer. The jock's desperate face was begging me to believe his words, but reason told me that it was impossible, and that Josh could play a tragedy like that only to get back with me.

Some seconds later I finally spoke, but I wasn't sure what I should think. "Please, Josh, leave. I won't call the police and no one will know about this, but you should know that you're being ridiculous. You made a mistake and at the moment I can't forgive you, so --"

I was unable to finish the sentence, as the hunk broke out into tears. "Please, Will, you must believe me!" he was slowly kneeling down, his buns swelling as they tensed, his imposing biceps stretching towards me. The situation became very embarrassing. For a second I even thought that he wanted to give me a blow job, but then I realized that he was too frantic. It made me seriously think about his words. He couldn't really be little Kyle, that was impossible!

However, before I could say or do something the doorbell rang. I decided to leave Josh -- or whoever he was -- in my room, because he was definitely too upset do be dangerous. I reached the door and looked through the peephole. My heart filled with joy as I was greeted by my brother's face, and I hurried to open the door.

"Kyle!"

"Hey, dude, what's up, you're pretty as fuck today" the teen smiled. He was wearing some over-sized clothes.

I was totally astonished. The only person who had ever spoken to me like that was Josh. I started fearing that the things Josh -- err, the stud in my room had told me were true.

"You're not Kyle" I replied.

"And you're too intelligent for me, my little twink, but I thought that you had already got what's going on. Didn't you see your bro, dude?" he laughed. "I hope you liked the little surprise. You liked that beefcake when we were together."

My eyes widened in shock, to my brother -- I mean, my ex-boyfriend-in-my-brother's-body pleasure. "S-so it's true" I whispered.

"Yeah! Cool, huh?"

I gulped. Oh no. It had to be a nightmare.

"Wha-what do you want from him, Josh? I am the one who broke up with you, not him"

"You're right, dude. But since you left, I've been thinking that if you don't wanna love me as your boyfriend, then you should love me as your little bro, the only man you'll actually love in your life. And I also thought that it would be harder to love him so purely with a body like that, huh" It was quite unexpected. I didn't think he could think so hard, but I guess that's what abstinence do. "So this morning I prepared my body. I had a workout session, so that you would remember what you liked about me," he winked at me "then I used a little trick to swap bodies with your cute brother" and then he stroked his own face.

"Don't you dare to touch my brother and give his body back" I calmly growled.

A mischievous grin appeared on his face.

"Only if you get back together with me and we move in together. No negotiation, princess."

My rage was growing, but I didn't want to hurt my brother's body. Somehow, I managed to keep calm and speak. "you're right. Today I remembered why I was attracted to you. But I also see that your shitty behavior hasn't changed. I may like you physically, but I can't love you because you showed once again that you're a disturbed scumbag and nothing more." Even before I finished, I realized that I had done some serious shit. With that speech I had completely fucked up all the chances I had to get back my brother's body. "Bu-but we can try, we--" I tried to fix it. But it was no use.

"Well, if this is what you want then have fun with your little brother, or with me, as you prefer. " Josh was seriously pissed off. He turned on his heels and moved on.

"No, please Josh, wait! I wasn't serious, I wasn't think--"

"If you change your mind, you know where to find me. If I want you to find me." he screamed, and then ran away. I tried to follow him, but Kyle had always been much faster than me, so I lost Josh in no time.

I got back home upset, thinking what I should say to my brother -- and, most importantly, how to deal with him, or better with Josh's body. I was getting horny only by thinking about him, and that was a serious problem. You can only imagine how my cock grew hard as I saw him, more than six feet and a half of pure muscles waiting for me on the floor almost completely naked.

"Uhm... Kyle?" I said as I entered the room. It was a very awkward situation, but I wanted him to feel at least comfortable. He was still sitting on the ground, dorkily trying to cross his bulging legs. As his muscles moved, I could see that they tensed and bulged so much that his underwear sank into his inflating flesh, almost torn apart.

"I-I heard everything" he sobbed, his head bowed. My heart sank as he spoke, because it was Josh's manly and attractive voice, yet its tone wasn't so cocky, but soft and simple as Kyle's. It was like the both of them were speaking at the same time.

"I'm sorry, Kyle." I murmured. "I was out of myself and I insulted him. Now you'll have to pay for my mistake..."

"Don't be sorry, he was blackmailing you. I should've helped you instead of staying here and crying" he couldn't cross his thick legs at all, so he gave up and stretched them on the floor, both his gaze and mine focused on his bulging limbs. His dick was still pushing against his tight briefs, but now it was prevaricating them: the meaty, wobbling bulge was practically hanging free, while its owner was trying to push it back with great embarrassment. I pretended not to see what he was doing, but I was secretly feeling guilty because I was somehow pleased by what I saw. My dick didn't grow harder only because it was already in its biggest size.

"Don't be stupid. You were scared and shocked" I got up and approached my drawer, "and you were right, because I was so useless that I couldn't even recognize you" I took something I knew would somehow fit him, a pair of briefs that Josh had once worn after we spent a night together. I threw it at Kyle, but he didn't catch them, still unaccostumed to his heavy arms, and therefore he had to pick it up from the floor. "Now get changed. I don't expect those to exactly fit you, but they're the biggest I have..."

He looked at me and turned red.

"O-okay, but turn around!"

"As you prefer" I shrugged. It was quite strange. We weren't so reserved with each other, considering we shared the same room. I had also already seen Josh's bare body many times before, so there was no need for Kyle to feel so ashamed.

"Are you still attracted to this body?" the question was sudden and unexpected. "I heard you before. Do you really like me -- I mean, this body?"

I suddenly felt hot and turned to face him.

"N-no! I'm not done yet! It's not that easy with this... Thing, these briefs just won't fit!" Josh's cocky and deep voice cracked.

"Okay, okay, sorry" To be honest, I had already caught a glimpse of his massive arms pushing and squeezing his bulging, juicy dick into my underwear. That definitely wasn't the right moment, as it turned my on even more. I was going to burst. "I won't lie, bro. Josh's body turns me on as fuck"

"Gross", he shily replied. But there was also some amusement in his voice. He was still the old, ironic Kyle after all, despite his cocky and manly voice.

"I know, but it's the truth. I like everything about Josh, his voice, his body, his muscles, his--"

"Please, stop, this makes me feel quite awkward. I don't mind it when you talk about your crushes, but... "

"Sorry" I heard him sitting down. "Can I turn?"

"I guess you can"

Kyle was sitting barechested on my bed, his head bowed. I approached him. I didn't want to get too close.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

My brother was most likely exploring his body. With his beefy arms contracted the both of us could see how heavily bulging his biceps were. Also his buff pecs, while his torso was bowed, stuck out from his athletic chest tensing and quivering along with his fine abs.

"I feel so... Embarrassed"

I put on a brave face and sit down next to him, trying to hide my boner as an acrid smell of manly sweat hit me. "Hey, hey, little bro, don't be depressed. We'll fix it, I promise"

Kyle raised his face and turned deadly serious. "Will" his gaze pierced me. I felt quite uneasy, as I was attracted to him. I was forcing myself not to look at his sweaty massive body.

"Yeah?"

"Don't hit on me"

I burst into laughter. "Do you think I'm some kind of sex addict?" I surrounded his bulky body with my right arm. Underneath my skin I could perceive his bulging arms and back, still clammy and smelly from Josh's workout. His powerful muscles were twitching now and then, pushing against my relatively weak limb. "You're my little bro, Kyle, it doesn't matter if you look like my buff ex-boyfriend or whoever. It will be hard for me, but I can handle it. Just... Don't hang around half-naked too much, as you usually do"

He chuckled. "I'll try my best"

We stayed like that for some minutes, my arm around him. His prudence was slowly replaced by his usual warmth and after some time he leaned on me. However, since he wasn't my slim, light brother anymore, my body was almost collapsing under his weight.

"Uhm... Kyle?"

"Mhh?" he looked at me.

"You're a bit too heavy for me"

His eyes widened and he lifted his body. "I-I'm sorry, please forgive me! Really, I didn't mean to make you feel uneasy, I was absent-minded, I promise it wo--"

"Calm down, bro! I'm just saying that I'm too thin to bear your weight" I giggled.

"I know, but please tell me if I do something that... Turns you on. I just act as I normally do, I don't know any other way to act."

I sighed. "I know. I really appreciate that, but I think it's too late, ahah."

"Then, what can I do?"

I came up with an idea. "First, have a shower, you're all sweaty and smelly." I really don't know if straight guys like him are aware that sweat smell is so arousing. I decided not to tell him. "Then, please, when you get out from the bathroom put on some large clothes, because tight clothes make me really horny an--"

Kyle blushed and placed his hands on his bulge, squeezed into my tight briefs. "Will, please! I can't use my clothes though!"

"Definitely not. I'll see if dad left some clothes here, but I'm pretty sure we'll have to buy at least some underwear for Josh's "

"Stop it!" Kyle's face turned completely red and he gave me a powerful nudge. I chuckled in response. It was fun to seem both him and Josh so shily embarrassed.

"Speaking about that, what will dad say?" he sighed.

"Nah, don't worry" I reassured him, "you'll be back to normal before he comes back. Now go get a shower, please, you need it."

"Yeah, I guess so" he stood up dorkily and swayed, still unaccustomed to his new body mass.

On the other hand, I gulped as his bulging ripped back was right in front of me, and powerfully flexed -- unbeknownst to its owner -- as he headed toward the bathroom. "Close the door, bro. I beg you." I shouted at him. He gave me a cute thumbs up, and my heart literally melted, while my dick hardened beyond any human capability.

It would be a very difficult cohabitation. But I wouldn't leave my brother alone.

My big little brother: revenge

My eyes widened as I opened my bedroom door. I couldn’t believe what I was looking at.

“What the fuck are you doing here, you pervert?”

A towering, incredibly muscular hunk was turning my room upside down, only wearing a pair of blue briefs.

The guy stopped, and even before he turned to face me I could tell who he was, because I had seen him naked so many times that I could recognize his body everywhere – plus, it was a very outstanding body and it was hard to forget it. To be honest, I still missed that sculpted physique, and, despite everything, I was still so attracted by him that right now I was getting incredibly horny.

Just at a glance you could feel how pumped up and bulky his legs were, and looking at them and at his arms I could sense that he hadn’t given up working out although we had broken up recently. To be honest, it was as if that stud had just finished a gym session of his, since his movements were so euphoric and his muscles powerfully quivered in need of some training – especially his glutes, squeezed in those briefs that were way too tight for his hard and juicy butt cheeks, so that his huge figure looked even beefier.

The stud finally turned his beautiful face to me, an unusually scared expression depicted on it. Was he about to cry or what?

“Please bro, let me exp–”

Although he looked so pathetic in that way, I was so angry at him that I just wanted to insult him. Even his attractive and cocky face, now with that inexplicable puppy-eyed expression, couldn’t save him from my rage.

“Fuck, Josh, this is definitely too much! This is exactly what I was talking about when I broke up with you, you’re always going too far just to draw attention on yourself! Look at you, sneaking inside my room like a perv and, you know what, I think I’ll call the police if you don’t get your ass out of here!” Meanwhile, I couldn’t help but get hornier the more I looked at him, and the way he flexed his ripped biceps.

As he completely turned his body I’m sure that my heart literally skipped a beat. I hoped that my face wasn’t turning red.

Was it just me or Josh had really become a lot heftier from the last time? His chest was thicker and a lot buffer, so that it rippled even when he was staying still. However, now that he was desperately moving his solidly beefy arms the way only he did – every time he moved it seemed that he was flexing, as though he wanted to show how cocky he was – his pecs didn’t stop for a moment, contracting and relaxing periodically. Their shadow covered his arched belly, bulging with his broad abs, which expanded whenever he breathed in. According to them, he was either very anxious or aroused, because his breath was laboured. And judging by his cock it was definitely the second option.

Firstly, let me say something: the only word I can use to describe Josh’s lower parts is perfect. His legs were so bulging that his muscles seemed sculpted in marble, and every contraction they did they released a huge load of testosterone around them. Right now, for instance, his ripped thighs and calves were all pumped up, tensing in a great effort to support his huge torso.

Anyway, as I was saying, what caught my attention the most was between his legs. As his ass, his bulge was way too big for the underwear he was wearing, completely constricted by the briefs – moreover, I could see that it was getting hard, and so even bigger. As a consequence, Josh’s monstrously meaty dick wasn’t completely covered by the underwear, and most of it was nude and visible to me, all squeezed up in the tight fabric in a most likely annoying way.

“Wait a moment” a terrible realization suddenly hit me, “those are Kyle’s briefs.” Ignoring the difference of size between me and my ex-boyfriend, I rushed into him and grabbed his ripped arms, the manly smell of his sweat inside my nostrils. I admit that I liked digging my fingers in his brawny, fleshy biceps, and I squeezed them even more not only to hurt him, but also to enjoy their massive smoothness.

“Where the fuck is my brother, you dickhead?” I tried shaking him, but it was useless. He was too towering and heavy for me. “Tell me!” It was a quite surrealistic situation, a huge alpha stud intimidated by a completely average guy.

I was even more surprised, to say the least, as I saw some tears running down his cheeks and then falling on me. He squatted a bit so that he could face me, which resulted in him flexing once again, his legs pumping up as two juicy buns. How cocky.

Then he placed his broad hands on my shoulders. “It’s me, bro, please be quiet! I am Kyle!” he managed to sob.

I kept silent. I honestly didn’t expect that, and I didn’t know what to answer. The jock’s desperate face was begging me to believe his words, but reason told me that it was impossible, and that Josh could play a tragedy like that only to get back with me.

Some seconds later I finally spoke, but I wasn’t sure what I should think. “Please, Josh, leave. I won’t call the police and no one will know about this, but you should know that you’re being ridiculous. You made a mistake and at the moment I can’t forgive you, so –”

I was unable to finish the sentence, as the hunk broke out into tears. “Please, Will, you must believe me!” he was slowly kneeling down, his buns swelling as they tensed, his imposing biceps stretching towards me. The situation became very embarrassing. For a second I even thought that he wanted to give me a blow job, but then I realized that he was too frantic. It made me seriously think about his words. He couldn’t really be little Kyle, that was impossible!

However, before I could say or do something the doorbell rang. I decided to leave Josh – or whoever he was – in my room, because he was definitely too upset do be dangerous. I reached the door and looked through the peephole. My heart filled with joy as I was greeted by my brother’s face, and I hurried to open the door.

“Kyle!”

“Hey, dude, what’s up, you’re pretty as fuck today” the teen smiled. He was wearing some over-sized clothes.

I was totally astonished. The only person who had ever spoken to me like that was Josh. I started fearing that the things Josh – err, the stud in my room had told me were true.

“You’re not Kyle” I replied.

“And you’re too intelligent for me, my little twink, but I thought that you had already got what’s going on. Didn’t you see your bro, dude?” he laughed. “I hope you liked the little surprise. You liked that beefcake when we were together.”

My eyes widened in shock, to my brother – I mean, my ex-boyfriend-in-my-brother’s-body pleasure. “S-so it’s true” I whispered.

“Yeah! Cool, huh?”

I gulped. Oh no. It had to be a nightmare.

“Wha-what do you want from him, Josh? I am the one who broke up with you, not him”

“You’re right, dude. But since you left, I’ve been thinking that if you don’t wanna love me as your boyfriend, then you should love me as your little bro, the only man you’ll actually love in your life. And I also thought that it would be harder to love him so purely with a body like that, huh” It was quite unexpected. I didn’t think he could think so hard, but I guess that’s what abstinence do. “So this morning I prepared my body. I had a workout session, so that you would remember what you liked about me,” he winked at me “then I used a little trick to swap bodies with your cute brother” and then he stroked his own face.

“Don’t you dare to touch my brother and give his body back” I calmly growled.

A mischievous grin appeared on his face.

“Only if you get back together with me and we move in together. No negotiation, princess.”

My rage was growing, but I didn’t want to hurt my brother’s body. Somehow, I managed to keep calm and speak. “you’re right. Today I remembered why I was attracted to you. But I also see that your shitty behavior hasn’t changed. I may like you physically, but I can’t love you because you showed once again that you’re a disturbed scumbag and nothing more.” Even before I finished, I realized that I had done some serious shit. With that speech I had completely fucked up all the chances I had to get back my brother’s body. “Bu-but we can try, we–” I tried to fix it. But it was no use.

“Well, if this is what you want then have fun with your little brother, or with me, as you prefer. ” Josh was seriously pissed off. He turned on his heels and moved on.

“No, please Josh, wait! I wasn’t serious, I wasn’t think–”

“If you change your mind, you know where to find me. If I want you to find me.” he screamed, and then ran away. I tried to follow him, but Kyle had always been much faster than me, so I lost Josh in no time.

I got back home upset, thinking what I should say to my brother – and, most importantly, how to deal with him, or better with Josh’s body. I was getting horny only by thinking about him, and that was a serious problem. You can only imagine how my cock grew hard as I saw him, more than six feet and a half of pure muscles waiting for me on the floor almost completely naked.

“Uhm… Kyle?” I said as I entered the room. It was a very awkward situation, but I wanted him to feel at least comfortable. He was still sitting on the ground, dorkily trying to cross his bulging legs. As his muscles moved, I could see that they tensed and bulged so much that his underwear sank into his inflating flesh, almost torn apart.

“I-I heard everything” he sobbed, his head bowed. My heart sank as he spoke, because it was Josh’s manly and attractive voice, yet its tone wasn’t so cocky, but soft and simple as Kyle’s. It was like the both of them were speaking at the same time.

“I’m sorry, Kyle.” I murmured. “I was out of myself and I insulted him. Now you’ll have to pay for my mistake…”

“Don’t be sorry, he was blackmailing you. I should’ve helped you instead of staying here and crying” he couldn’t cross his thick legs at all, so he gave up and stretched them on the floor, both his gaze and mine focused on his bulging limbs. His dick was still pushing against his tight briefs, but now it was prevaricating them: the meaty, wobbling bulge was practically hanging free, while its owner was trying to push it back with great embarrassment. I pretended not to see what he was doing, but I was secretly feeling guilty because I was somehow pleased by what I saw. My dick didn’t grow harder only because it was already in its biggest size.

“Don’t be stupid. You were scared and shocked” I got up and approached my drawer, “and you were right, because I was so useless that I couldn’t even recognize you” I took something I knew would somehow fit him, a pair of briefs that Josh had once worn after we spent a night together. I threw it at Kyle, but he didn’t catch them, still unaccostumed to his heavy arms, and therefore he had to pick it up from the floor. “Now get changed. I don’t expect those to exactly fit you, but they’re the biggest I have…”

He looked at me and turned red.

“O-okay, but turn around!”

“As you prefer” I shrugged. It was quite strange. We weren’t so reserved with each other, considering we shared the same room. I had also already seen Josh’s bare body many times before, so there was no need for Kyle to feel so ashamed.

“Are you still attracted to this body?” the question was sudden and unexpected. “I heard you before. Do you really like me – I mean, this body?”

I suddenly felt hot and turned to face him.

“N-no! I’m not done yet! It’s not that easy with this… Thing, these briefs just won’t fit!” Josh’s cocky and deep voice cracked.

“Okay, okay, sorry” To be honest, I had already caught a glimpse of his massive arms pushing and squeezing his bulging, juicy dick into my underwear. That definitely wasn’t the right moment, as it turned my on even more. I was going to burst. “I won’t lie, bro. Josh’s body turns me on as fuck”

“Gross”, he shily replied. But there was also some amusement in his voice. He was still the old, ironic Kyle after all, despite his cocky and manly voice.

“I know, but it’s the truth. I like everything about Josh, his voice, his body, his muscles, his–”

“Please, stop, this makes me feel quite awkward. I don’t mind it when you talk about your crushes, but… ”

“Sorry” I heard him sitting down. “Can I turn?”

“I guess you can”

Kyle was sitting barechested on my bed, his head bowed. I approached him. I didn’t want to get too close.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

My brother was most likely exploring his body. With his beefy arms contracted the both of us could see how heavily bulging his biceps were. Also his buff pecs, while his torso was bowed, stuck out from his athletic chest tensing and quivering along with his fine abs.

“I feel so… Embarrassed”

I put on a brave face and sit down next to him, trying to hide my boner as an acrid smell of manly sweat hit me. “Hey, hey, little bro, don’t be depressed. We’ll fix it, I promise”

Kyle raised his face and turned deadly serious. “Will” his gaze pierced me. I felt quite uneasy, as I was attracted to him. I was forcing myself not to look at his sweaty massive body.

“Yeah?”

“Don’t hit on me”

I burst into laughter. “Do you think I’m some kind of sex addict?” I surrounded his bulky body with my right arm. Underneath my skin I could perceive his bulging arms and back, still clammy and smelly from Josh’s workout. His powerful muscles were twitching now and then, pushing against my relatively weak limb. “You’re my little bro, Kyle, it doesn’t matter if you look like my buff ex-boyfriend or whoever. It will be hard for me, but I can handle it. Just… Don’t hang around half-naked too much, as you usually do”

He chuckled. “I’ll try my best”

We stayed like that for some minutes, my arm around him. His prudence was slowly replaced by his usual warmth and after some time he leaned on me. However, since he wasn’t my slim, light brother anymore, my body was almost collapsing under his weight.

“Uhm… Kyle?”

“Mhh?” he looked at me.

“You’re a bit too heavy for me”

His eyes widened and he lifted his body. “I-I’m sorry, please forgive me! Really, I didn’t mean to make you feel uneasy, I was absent-minded, I promise it wo–”

“Calm down, bro! I’m just saying that I’m too thin to bear your weight” I giggled.

“I know, but please tell me if I do something that… Turns you on. I just act as I normally do, I don’t know any other way to act.”

I sighed. “I know. I really appreciate that, but I think it’s too late, ahah.”

“Then, what can I do?”

I came up with an idea. “First, have a shower, you’re all sweaty and smelly.” I really don’t know if straight guys like him are aware that sweat smell is so arousing. I decided not to tell him. “Then, please, when you get out from the bathroom put on some large clothes, because tight clothes make me really horny an–”

Kyle blushed and placed his hands on his bulge, squeezed into my tight briefs. “Will, please! I can’t use my clothes though!”

“Definitely not. I’ll see if dad left some clothes here, but I’m pretty sure we’ll have to buy at least some underwear for Josh’s ”

“Stop it!” Kyle’s face turned completely red and he gave me a powerful nudge. I chuckled in response. It was fun to seem both him and Josh so shily embarrassed.

“Speaking about that, what will dad say?” he sighed.

“Nah, don’t worry” I reassured him, “you’ll be back to normal before he comes back. Now go get a shower, please, you need it.”

“Yeah, I guess so” he stood up dorkily and swayed, still unaccustomed to his new body mass.

On the other hand, I gulped as his bulging ripped back was right in front of me, and powerfully flexed – unbeknownst to its owner – as he headed toward the bathroom. “Close the door, bro. I beg you.” I shouted at him. He gave me a cute thumbs up, and my heart literally melted, while my dick hardened beyond any human capability.

It would be a very difficult cohabitation. But I wouldn’t leave my brother alone.

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This one was quite long, but I liked to write it! Hope you’ll enjoy it as well. As always, let me know if something is wrong, also because this time I had to deal with a large text.

Plus, would you like some sort of an aftermath/sequel? I was planning something like that. (Discalimer: this is a rhetorical question as I’ll write it in any case)

As much as I don't wanna write this, I just need to get it out somewhere...

I do struggle with love. Both in loving myself and anyone else. I want affection just like everyone else, but it doesn't come to me. When it does, it's fleeting and I'm unsure if it will ever remain.

Maybe I haven't actually learned to love myself, but I don't know what else there is to love. I've learned to love what others see, I've embraced the darker parts of myself, and want to improve myself always. I don't know how more self-love I can give.

I want something I can't give myself.

And it hurts to think I'll always only love myself and no one will feel the same.

GHOST OF ME

I guess I’m dreaming,

about you

Don’t wanna see your face

But when I fall asleep

It’s something I can’t shake

The images of you

Everything I wanted us to be

What we could have been

Only exists inside my dreams

But It felt like love, I think

I guess I wanted to believe

But I was young and untouched,

Never realized I was being too naive

Your aftertaste still on my tongue,

It’s nasty, it’s bittersweet

I never knew what hindsight was

But now I see you perfectly

Everything was make believe

I fell into a love that would never be

But i still can’t help remembering

The way your voice would surround me,

Your laugh is engraved deep into my memory,

Your name is a scar branded on my skin for the world to see

And when I finally sleep

I have wild dreams

Behind my eyelids I escape my reality

and I go to a place,

Somewhere far away,

Where everything is frozen in time and space

When you and I were one in the same

But now I don’t even get to hear your name

All I hear is my voice echoing

Behind my eyelids I can see your face

But I can never get to you,

I’m always running in place

It’s a sick game to play

Then it’s over, and I am awake

You came like a plague

And I couldn’t see

All the damage that you’d do

And how permanent it would be

What are you, a man or a beast?

Sick in the head — depravity

Looking at me like a piece of meat

Something to hunt, something to eat

You crawled into my sheets

Slept next to me

What I thought was love was insanity

I never thought you were a thief

You walked right out with everything

My body, my soul, my sanity

You took things that are not yours to keep

And now my existence is only the ghost of me

She paces constantly, and sometimes I hear her sing

She haunts me when I’m awake,

And wakes me when I’m asleep

12.11.2023

5:47 A.M.

Tw: abuse

Me vibing but suddenly I remember all the times he hit and manipulated me into apologizing to him because he had to hit me.

Not fun. Not what I wanted to randomly remember. Why the fuck does my head keep reminding me of all of that shit??

And the worst part is that I still can't belive someone loves me if they don't hurt me. Like, the way I was taught love works, is always through hurting me.

I don't want that.

Am I still in love with him or do I just love him now?

I don't know...

It still hurts to think of what we had and how it all ended.

But I still for sure love him, as a person, as a friend, as someone who I trust.

But am I still in love with him??

I don't know, I don't think so. Not like I was.

I am a little bit in love with everyone who I ever was in love with.

They stay a part of me, but I think that's all. I think I'm not in love with him anymore.

I want things to be normal between us again. To be friends, joke around, tell secrets, drink and laugh and cry and cuddle.

Just that.

I really really want him back, as a friend.

Cried about him today again.

All the things he said, did he mean them?

Does he still mean them?

Can I ever stop wondering if he just lied to me the whole time or if he actually meant it?

What the fuck?

I want to talk with him.

I miss him.

I wanted us to last.

I wanted to actually try and maybe even succeed.

I wanted to be with him.

I wanted to not be the only one who fell.

I'm still lost in the way his arms made me feel safe.

I wish he would hold me like that again and not let go this time.

Remembering doesn't bring comfort, it only brings confusion.

I actually didn't think about him today.

Which is funny and good I think.

But now that I do think about him again, I still miss him.

But it hurts less.

And I am less angry too.

I was once a star.

He made me burn.

Now I wanna burn down his house <3

Not actually.

I want to keep on burning.

I try to fill the void he left with anything that could kill me.

I'll die before letting myself fall in love again.

It's funny how love changes things.

His shirt was my favorite item, now it's just a shirt, not even a pretty one.

I am not repulsed by it, but I don't feel the need to wear it like it's an eternal hug.