You open the door and find Benji standing at the door with a judgmental look on his face. He wasn't expecting to see Chris, his idol standing there. "Hey, hey man" he stuttered, "I didn't know you were coming home." You were taking a back by his deference and politeness. Even though he's the youngest brother, Benji normally talks right through you, contempt dripping from each word. He'd always wanted to be more like Chris and not at all like you. It was why Benji took up skateboarding, and was working on becoming a regular gym rat. But now that you're in Chris's body, Benji is almost eager for your approval. He looks you over. "When did you get in?" he asks, "how long will you be here?" the questions came in quick succession, "Where are your clothes?" You're still coming to grips with the new power dynamic but you knew you had to respond.
"I'm just here for the night to party." you respond trying to sound cool and aloof, "you know where any of my old clothes are?" Benji lit up, "Yea I have some of your old stuff in my room for safe keeping." He turned and gestured for you to follow him into his room. "I thought you were that dork, Miles" he said with a mean laugh "He's such a fag. Its hard to believe he's even related to us." This made you mad, what did he do to deserve this? Hadn't you always been nice to Benji? It was Chris who normally treated him like he didn't exist. "Miles is alright," you said back angrily making Benji flinch a little. "Yea, I mean, he's ok, just not a stud like we, umm, you are" Benji was in full backpedaling stammering mode now.
You follow Benji across the hall into his room still wearing nothing but a towel. You still couldn't believe how quickly Benji attacked you just to try to impress Chris. He rushed over to his closet and found two boxes marked "Chris's Stuff" and put them on the bed. You walked over and opened them up. One was filled with older clothes of Chris's and the other had mostly junk Chris had left behind.
You take your towel off and throw it on the bed letting everything hangout as you dig through the boxes. "Whoa!" Benji exhaled, "you, you're huge." You look over at Benji, his eyes are locked on your soft dick. "Yea" you respond nonchalantly, "biggest of anyone I know. Lets see yours." Benji looked shocked by your request, but you kept your face locked. "That's gay" he said shocked "and weird." You look at him surprised, "Don't be such a prude and its only weird if you make it weird."
The struggle in Benji's mind was visible on his face. Finally he started to get undressed. His shirt first then his pants leaving him in his underwear and socks. "See I'm getting pretty jacked too" He said with some hope Chris would notice. You stand in front of Benji, a good foot taller than him. You see his fledgling abs coming through and the start of some biceps and triceps. "Not bad" you say as detached as you can as you point at his tighty whiteys, "drop them." Benji hesitated again for a second before reaching to pulling down his underwear exposing his 4" manhood.