Jaya noticed no physical changes from the Chronivac, only minor mental alterations. He could remember calling his father Rajesh all his life. Rajesh is a name that means "king of kings", and Raj's personality reflected this. He raised his sons with an attitude of, "If you want something, take it" and it inspired Jaya and Jamal to strive for their physical and career goals. Jaya's face flared with determination as he thought, "Shower huh? Why should I give up a chance to put Jamal in his place? I've never backed down before". He walked into the unlocked bathroom, locking the door behind him, and stripped naked before stepping into the shower as quietly as he could behind Jamal.
"Say Uncle" Jaya had put Jamal into a headlock of his own, pressing their naked bodies together.
"Uncle" Jamal chuckled. Jaya releaded him, allowing him to turn around and gaze into Jaya's deep, brown eyes. "Did you come in here just to get back at me? I'm trying to wash off you know"
"I can help with that" Jaya kissed Jamal, sucking the shower dew off of his mustache. Jamal returned the kiss, plunging his tongue deep inside before releasing with a pant,
"If anything you're going to make me sweat more". Jamal felt Jaya's beard against his cheek as he slid his face down to Jaya's moobs, then sucked on the teet. Jaya released a grunt and clutched Jamal's rod with a greedy hand.
"You know I'm sensitive there". Each stroke from Jaya was met with greater suction from Jamal until both their members shot on each other. Jaya washed the cum off Jamal's muscle gut, caressing him with the soap, and then washed his own stomach. "I told you I'd help".
"Round one is a draw. Ready for round two in your bedroom?" Jamal asked, turning off the shower.
"Ready for you to get knocked out!" Jaya grinned, wrapping a towel around himself and walking to his bedroom, followed by Jamal. Jaya climbed into his bed under the sheets. However when Jamal entered, the laptop caught his eye. "Are you coming?" Jaya asked.
"Yeah, one second". Jamal sat at his brother's desk and looked at the screen. "Chronivac?" he silently thought, "Hey, this is our family. Is this some kind of game? Did Bro make characters of us? These stats are way too realistic though. If you're gonna play a game, might as well stroke your ego". Jamal began typing in the Chronivac