A lil lighter story, because I like writing on here, and I don't wanna just spill everything out there.

It was a hot December day last year, I was bored out my mind at home. My younger brother and I were the only ones home alone with the dogs. So being the good older brother I am I decided to take him and the dog downtown for some ice cream (I did not feed the dog ice cream).

At the ice cream place, I saw one of the guys from the gym, him, my brother and I had worked out together a couple of times, but other than that and his name, I barely know the dude. He introduced us to his gf and we sat on a table close to theirs. The whole time we were sitting there, We were on my phone as my brother decided he's not going to the States for Christmas this year, so we were looking at AirB&B's for him and his friends in Cape Town.

Out of nowhere I kinda tuned into the conversation the gym bro and his girlfriend were having. It was in Afrikaans (but I understood the majority of the conversation as I took Afrikaans for two semesters and I have a lot of Afrikaans-speaking people in my close circle, one of them being my best friend who only spoke in Afrikaans when he would get drunk).

The gym bro was talking how "Those genes must be running in our family" and without any context to the conversation I was thinking they are talking about my bro's and mine's build. Which made some sense, as I pressured that young man into going to the gym with me, so he's 4 years younger than me, already on his way to play the hulk in the next Marvel movie. So I keep on listening to them, when the girl just drops a bomb.

Paraphrasing: You'd love to watch them rail me.

I stopped for a second, with my brother asking what is wrong, I just told him to be quiet I'm eavesdropping.

Idk what exactly he said, but he was agreeing with her, saying something about how he stares at mine and my brother's bulge and swinging dicks when we go in and out of the shower. She started going into some pretty graphic details of what she'd let us do to her while he just watched. I kept listening to them go back and forth about it, with him even telling her it's hard just thinking about it, and her telling him she wants to see us without are shirts on at least. He told her that he'd try and get my insta as I for sure post myself there (I don't even post anything but my dog, and as of recently my girl but whatever).

I told my brother to finish his ice cream and we're dipping. We said goodbye to them, and in the car I told him what they were saying. Obviously, he was very flattered and wanted to go with it, but being the wiser (not just handsomer) I quickly shut that idea off.

Well I wouldn't be I if I didn't publicly embarrass myself three days later when I was speaking Afrikaans with my drunk friend, and the gym bro was there, and he heard it, needles to say he didn't speak to us again