Jaya laughed, "No reason to show off here, Bro. You're not the only big shot in the house".
"Maybe not the biggest" Jamal grinned, "but I am the strongest!" he pulled brother into a bear hug, Jaya's plump abdomen and chest squishing into Jamal's muscle gut and pecs. Jaya wraped his muscular arms around his brother and returned the hug. He could feel Jamal's 12 inch rod brush against the underside of his belly. His own member stirred and hardened making his tent touch Jamal's bulge. Jay's brown face flushed red and he instantly released the hug.
"You could never beat me in a fight" Jaya scoffed to hide his embarrassment. How could he let that happen!? Not only was Jamal his best friend, they were brothers now! Hopefully Jamal didn't notice.
"We'll see about that"
Their father heartily laughed and shook his head, "I think I gave you boys too much testosterone! Try not to roughhouse too much, you hear? You'll give your mother a heart attack."
"Give their mother what, Dear?" their mother came out of the kitchen, holding a spatula. She was the same as Jake's mother had always been.
"Nothing, Love! Is dinner ready?" Speaking to his wife, their father's voice was kind and innocent like Ravi's.
"Yes, you three go wash your hands." their mother pointed her spatula towards the sink. Jamal and Jaya each took a hand of their father and assisted in lifting him up off the couch. They washed up and sat at the dinner table, their father required two chairs to hold his wide frame.The table was spread to the brim with food as Jaya's mother loved to help the men of her family stay large any way that she could. After battling to pick food onto their plates like there was no tomorrow, the three men rubbed their stomachs in satisfaction.
Jaya walked upstairs to his room and was delighted to see the changes made. Pictures of him and his father were now joined by his new brother, Jamal. His father still had Ravi's engineering expertise, and thanks to his fathers influence, Jaya still had many pictures of him gaining academic awards, though one was replaced with a picture of him and Jamal in the gym together. All of his study breaks were filled with work out sessions.While Jaya was taking the academic route, Jamal was training his body to become a power lifter. Jamal had pictures of his own athletic awards inside his own room. Jaya looked at the photograph of his vacation to India. This one was also joined by Jamal. He remembered how it was at this time that his hairline was already receding thanks to his cueball father's genetics. That is why both he and his father were wearing turbans in the photo. His father thought it would help Jaya's insecurity to hide it. Once Jaya was completely bald, he accepted it as a manly look, and stopped wearing turbans, where his father continues to wear one. Jaya's heart swelled with these memories. He loved his new family.
Jaya sat at his desk and turned on his laptop, opening the Chronivac. The name on his father's profile was still "Ravi/Joseph". He began to wonder if he could call his father Ravi or Joseph interchangeably in this world. Would his father notice? Maybe he should give his father one proper name...
"Got cha!" Jaya found his head trapped by the muscular arms of Jamal's headlock. "What was that about me beating you in a fight?" Jamal smirked.
"Stop it, bro!" Jaya could usually take on his brother evenly matched, but Jamal had already gotten the upper hand in this lock. Jaya stood out of his chair and backed up, accidentally backing his shelf-like rear into Jamal's crotch. He attempted to shake his body to get Jamal's grip loose, but this only served to make his ass grind against Jamal's rod, which he felt become fully erect.
"Say Uncle!" said Jamal proudly