Brian's bully.

Beth stepped into the weight room, scoping out the empty machines she wanted to use before starting with the glute ham raise bench. It was a good workout for her booty and hamstrings.
Kyle smiled. "Good choice." He sat at a butterfly press.
{if KyleFuck = 1
}Beth shot him a look that withered his shit-eating grin. "Hey. Keep it on the 'DL'." {elseif KyleBJ = 1
}Beth shot him a look that withered his shit-eating grin. "Hey. Keep it on the 'DL'." {else
}Beth gave him a look. "Checking out my glutes, Kyle?"
"Hey," he chuckled. "I'm just a man." {endif
}
They fell silently into their workouts for a bit, until Beth saw a familiar pair of sneakers come into her field of vision.
"Hi, Beth."
"Hello, Derek."
She recognized the voice, and the shoes, honestly. Derek Hawkins was a frequent fixture at Crush, and often socialized with her during her workouts. When she had started dating Brian, Derek had revealed that he and Brian had gone to high school together. At 30, Derek had been a year ahead of Brian school. He was a charming, confident entertainment lawyer. She gave him a smile.
When Brian had found out they were gym buddies, he hadn't been thrilled. Apparently, Derek had been Brian's biggest bully all during junior high and high school. Brian had been a bit of an introvert and geek in school: he hadn't gotten into fitness until college. He didn't like to give details, but she pieced together that Derek had picked on Brian, calling him a "pussy" and a "f**" and embarrassing him in front of girls. Brian had admitted, while drunk, that Derek had banged a couple of girls that he had crushed on, including the girl he had intended to ask to junior prom. He also suspected, but had never had proof, that Derek had fucked his girlfriend, Nina, when Brian was on a senior trip.
Beth couldn't really reconcile those stories with the adult that she knew from the gym. He wasn't really a douche, at least not any more than any thirty-year-old alpha-male lawyer. Derek wasn't going to win "LA's Most Sensitive Guy" award or anything, and he still seemed to regard Brian with a smug sense of superiority, but he had grown out of the awful picture that Brian painted of him in school. {if Formation = 4
}She would never admit it to Brian, but a part of her got a little hot under the collar listening to how Derek had treated him: she did have an unfortunate attraction to assholes. {elseif Formation = 3
}She would never admit it to Brian, but she got a little hot and bothered hearing about the domineering younger Derek. She liked assertive guys, after all. {endif
}
"How are you doing today? I haven't seen you all week, are you skipping days?" Derek sounded like a scolding trainer.
"No, I've just been going at different times than normal." Beth heard Kyle clear his throat and stand up from the butterfly. "Derek, this is Kyle. Kyle this is Derek Hawkins he went to school with your brother."
"Oh, you must be Brian's little brother." Derek extended a hand. Kyle gripped it firmly, looking Derek square in the eye over Beth's prone form. His arms were bigger than Derek's and she couldn't help notice that he seemed to be gripping with all his strength despite his fixed smile. Perhaps Brian had told him about Derek's bullying. Or maybe... he's jealous? No. That's ridiculous.

"Yeah, I'm Brian's brother. Nice to meet you." Kyle's glaring omission of Derek's moniker of 'little'. He certainly wasn't: the two men stood eye to eye at the same height, and what Derek had in mature angularity, Kyle made up for in raw dangerous energy.
"Yeah..." Derek broke the handshake, and she noticed that he held his hand down by his side, out of sight from Kyle, before shaking it and flexing his fingers. Beth smirked. "Well, it was nice to meet you. Good to see you, Beth." And he left, heading towards the locker room.
"Kyle..." she rolled over to give him a look. {if KyleFuck = 1
}One look at his face told her the tale: he had been flexing his alpha male ego to get Derek to leave her alone. "You didn't need to be like that."
"I'm sure you know it already, but that dude..." he leaned down to whisper. "He wants to fuck you."
"Oh, you're being ridiculous." Why does his jealousy make me feel warm inside? Probably because Brian doesn't seem to care enough to be jealous. {elseif KyleBJ = 1
}One look at his face told her the tale: he had been flexing his alpha male ego to get Derek to leave her alone. "You didn't need to be like that."
"I'm sure you know it already, but that dude..." he leaned down to whisper. "He wants to fuck you."
"Oh, you're being ridiculous." Why does his jealousy make me feel warm inside? Probably because Brian doesn't seem to care enough to be jealous. {else
}Brian's smile had soured into a sneer. Guess he's siding with his big brother. "Be nice."
"Whatever." He offered a hand to help her off the bench. "Brian told me about that guy. He can keep steppin'."{endif
}