Daily dose of iron

She’d made her way downstairs to find it empty. But the tell-tale sound of clinking metal told her that he was in the garage gym. Eli had always been pretty blessed, 5’10”, strong, classically good looking, albeit young. Having played baseball for years he was in excellent shape. But it took work to keep it.

She wasn’t being particularly stealthy, but her brother wasn’t even attempting to be quiet. She heard his machine like breaths and grunts. Sliding around the corner there was her brother Eli, with a big bar loaded with weights. She sat there for a moment, her gaze wandering to the ballooned muscles now fully pumped. Seeing it fall and raise again. The growing warmth in her loins called again. She swayed her hip in a vain attempt to dismiss the thoughts. Her gaze still locked on his tenuous movements, biting her lip absently.

How many had he already done?

Still the bar moved back forth, mechanically. His breath in and out pushing. She could start to hear his breathing strain. The trembling vein wrapped arms pushing another set. His tiny tank barely contained his glistening skin. He roared in a final push, racking the bar.

Swiveling up to grab his nearby water, when he noticed her.

“Oh, hey! You still up for that trip today?” He asked, breaking her gaze from his still heaving chest.

“Um, yeah. Oh yeah, for sure.” , her sense slowly returning.

“Cool, I’m going to take a quick shower and then we can go!”

His chest even obscured his face from her position, as he passed by her. Her gaze lazily looked him over as he went upstairs.

Her hand went immediately to tend her squirming want. Her gentle caress found her soft flower, already slick. Her hips bucking further digits inside her, as the mind wandered back to the pumping muscle and metal of her brother. Her breath came quickly as the wave crested through her. Shaking her hard, just before her legs buckled. Catching herself with the wall, the warmth and pleasure reached every nerve.

It passed quickly, seemingly ready again in moments. Focus returning again to her clothes. Sighing at her ruined panties not even having made it out of the house. She headed up stairs, thankfully hearing Eli already in the shower. New pants and panties were thrown on. Though her shirt was a bit tight. But,...

She just heard the water cut off.

Alrighty, If this keeps up I’ll need to see the doctor or something…but I'm going to the mall anyway. I can get a new shirt!

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