#lilbro

My best mates lil bro, Otis.

I’d always had a soft spot for Otis. While me and his bro were hanging about smoking weed, Otis was committed to the gym and his rugby training. We’d take the piss out of him, and play about with him but he was a sweet lad.

He was also totally ripped; his arms always bulging in his t shirts, solid pecks perfectly rounded as well as thick glutes and strong thighs.

Sometimes I’d be at my mates playing playstation and Otis would come back from training or the gym and I’d tell him to take his top off and show me his physique. He’d tell me I was being weird but like a good boy he’d always do it. I’d tell him how impressive his body was, how strong he looked and he always blushed.

Standing there in front of me, I’d tell him to flex his arms, show me his back and after a while I had him in his boxers giving me a full show.