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My Sister's Bigger Muscle and other stuff |
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I've noticed
a number of stories posted here about stronger younger sisters that become
fairly "mean" and dominating over their weaker brothers. While I've
seen that happen from time to time with various people that I have known, it
wasn't the case at all with my younger sister. At a fairly early age, she
became stronger than me and developed bigger muscles than mine but never
acted that way. It's kind of a long story but, in a nutshell, when I was 15
and she was 13, we were both watching TV one night and ESPN was on. They were
showing a female bodybuilding contest and we watched it for awhile (I was
into female muscle even back then). My sister also thought it was cool and,
during a commercial, she said half-jokingly "Maybe someday, I'll enter a
muscle contest" and flexed her muscle. I remember being really surprised
at the size of her muscle and she then said to me, "Let's see
yours". Since we were both sleeveless, I flexed my muscle (which was
actually about the same size as it is now). She then ran over to my mother's
sewing kit in the next room and got a tape measure and measured my muscle and
then measured her own muscle. I remember that her muscle was about 1/4 inch
smaller than mine at the time and she said that she was "catching
up" to me. We both laughed and nothing more was said. During the next
year, she became increasingly involved in gymnastics at school and also spent
some time in the weight room to build up her upper body for the gymnastics.
About a year from when we first measured our muscles (she now was 14 and I
was 16), she asked to measure our muscles again and, this time, her muscle
was exactly the same size as mine!!!!! I couldn't believe it and didn't know
how she did it, but it was true. We then armwrestled
and after a long match, she won which also really surprised me. I couldn't
understand it since our muscles were the same size and thickness, but her
muscle was stronger for some reason (and we both had pretty much the same
"technique" too when we armwrestled so it
was completely a matter of her greater muscle-strength). If anyone can
explain this (how one person with the same size muscle can be stronger), it
would be cool to know. To make a long story short, she continued in her
gymnastics and weight lifting and her muscle grew over the next year while
mine stayed the same. By the time I was 17 (and she was 15) her muscle had
developed to the point where it was around 3/4 inch bigger than mine and, if
she flexed hard enough, she could form a muscle-peak which I couldn't do. One
night, when she was showing a friend her muscle, I watched her flex over and
over as hard as she could until, on about the 6th flex, the rounded top of
her muscle pushed up into slightly pointed peak and my jaw just dropped. I told her that, "Wow you have a peak!"
and she didn't know what I meant. I explained to her that her muscle had
developed to a level where it was taking on a new shape and this is what
happened. At that point, we both knew that she was stronger than me and when
we both went sleeveless (which was all the time),
people really noticed that her arms were bigger and thicker than mine.
However, she never made fun of me and was always very humble about it.
However, I do remember her telling me that, because I always went to school
sleeveless, I needed to get a bigger muscle since (according to her), many of
the girls had a bigger muscle than mine (especially those in gymnastics). She
then said that I stood a fair chance of being teased or roughed up by one of
them when they saw how small my muscle was. She wasn't joking about this
since we went to a pretty rough school which was often out of control with
lots of fighting, etc. Also, there were a lot of really big and tough girls
there who, when they weren't skipping class were doing all kinds of
rule-breaking, fighting, etc. Many of these girls also lifted weights and
some were getting pretty big (at least compared to me). While I really didn't
have too many problems in school with fights, teasing, etc., I did have one
or two incidents with some of these "tough girls" where I was overpowered
and outmuscled. I wasn't going to get into this in
this posting but, as I long as I am recalling all of this, one situation in
particular comes to mind. To this day, I have never told anyone about this
(except my sister) so you guys are the first to hear it (seriously). I was
really embarrassed about it at the time but now I think it's incredibly cool.
It happened only once and is absolutely and totally true (I remember every
second of it since it was such an unusual event). I was one of the few guys
in my school that went sleeveless all of the time. The other guys didn't
really care since they all had bigger muscles than me. However, the girls
used to notice my muscle all the time and how small it was. They used to look
at my arms all the time (which is one reason why I wore the shirts since it
got their attention!) One day after school, I was walking through a lounge
area where a few chairs and vending machines were and two fairly big and
strong-looking girls (each about 16) came up to me (I just turned 17 at the
time). They were both sleeveless and I could see that they both had a bigger
muscle than mine. As I was staring at their muscles, they noticed that I was
looking. I was wearing a tan shirt with a collar that had the sleeves cut off
at the shoulders. My sister had made it for me and had actually made the
armholes too big. However, I really liked the shirt and wore it about once a
week since the big armholes made my arms look really small (which brought a
lot of "looks" from people, especially girls). I then heard one of
the girls say to the other, "Look at the guy with the muscle shirt -
check out his arms" They then asked what I was looking at and started to
"tease" me about why I would go sleeveless all the time with such a
"little muscle" as they called it. I actually thought this was kind
of cool and then asked them if they lifted weights. They told me that they
did and I said to them "Maybe you could teach me something about
it" (I was trying to compliment them). The looked at each other and then
I asked if I could see their muscles (which turned out to be a big mistake)!
They then got in front of me and each girl flexed her muscle for me. When I
saw the size of each girl's muscle (and how "tough" they were
acting), I started to become a little afraid of them since they were bigger
than me. It was late and nobody was really around and these girls had a
"bad" reputation for fighting and generally causing trouble. Then,
the one girl with the bigger muscle of the two came up to me and told me to
"feel it and see how strong I am" (no lie - this is what she said).
I was really getting afraid by that time but I reached up (my hand was
shaking a little) and squeezed the muscle. The muscle was warm to the touch
and was really thick and hard compared with mine. As I squeezed the muscle, I
was wondering how on earth these girls could produce such a muscle when I
couldn't. Every time I squeezed it, she made it hard (which seems to be an
"instinct" with women since all of them seem
to do this when their muscles are squeezed). Then, all of a sudden and to my
surprise, the other girl pushed me down into a chair and took my left arm and
pinned it behind the chair while I sat there. The bigger girl leaned on my
knees so that I couldn't get up from the chair. I remember trying to push my
left arm free, but the girl was holding it down with her right arm (while
smiling at me). She was so much stronger than me that I couldn't even move my
arm and when I turned my head to look, I couldn't believe how much bigger and
more muscular her arm was than mine (which was easy to see since we were
sleeveless and both of our arms were right next to each other and were
touching). She then said, "I can't believe how weak this guy is - my
muscle is twice as big as his and I'm a girl - are you sure you're not a
girl, too?" I then tried with all my might to push her arm away, but she
was too strong and she said to the other girl, "You gotta
see this, look how tiny his muscle is - and it's shaking, too!!!!" Each
time I tried to move my arm, her muscle would
thicken and overpower me. I just couldn't believe how much stronger than me
she was and it really scared me (but, at the same time, it really made me
excited.). The girl then said, "I think you're a girl ‘cause you're
wearing a ‘girl-shirt' and have ‘girl-arms'". They were smiling and
laughing while this was going on, but it still scared me a little. Then the
other girl who was forcing me into the chair told me, "You got to see
and feel our muscles, now we wanna see and feel
yours". With that, I got really scared and told them that I agreed that
they were stronger and to let me go. However, the one girl said, "No, we
want to see your muscle first" and then told me to "start
flexing" with my right arm. With that, I flexed once for them and the bigger
girl said, "Nope, you got to keep flexing until your muscle grows as big
as ours and then we'll let you go!!!" I then starting pumping my muscle
and every time that I stopped, they both shouted "Keep going...Keep
going". The girl that was holding my arm with her right hand then leaned
over and began to squeeze my muscle really hard with her left hand as I
flexed it. Each time my muscle expanded a little, she squeezed it hard. This
"muscle-squeezing" went on for about 10 minutes (the girls seemed
fascinated with it and had probably never done this to a guy's muscle
before). In a strange way, I kind of liked the way it felt when this girl's
strong hand squeezed the sides and top of my muscle in and out. I probably
flexed 50 times for them, with the one girl squeezing my muscle hard each
time. As she kept squeezing the muscle she continued to pin my left arm
behind the chair. I finally told them that I couldn't flex any more. So I
stopped and they told me to "Flex one more time as hard as you can and
we'll let you go". I then flexed one more time for them and they both
squeezed my muscle, with one of the girls saying, "This guy's muscle
doesn't even push up any more - I think that it's dead!!" They then let
me go but told me that the next time I went sleeveless and was
"showing off", that we would need to have another
"muscle-flexing session"! The girls then left and as they walked
away, I was still really amazed at how strong they were and how they were
able to grow their muscles and upper bodies so that they could surpass mine.
As the same time, I was incredibly excited about the whole thing which
surprised me. I then went into the bathroom and flexed my right muscle in the
mirror. They didn't really do any harm, but I could still see some marks from
their fingers where they had squeezed my muscle and the muscle would hardly
flex at all. The next day, my muscle was really sole
from the flexing but it eventually went away. Even though I continued to go
sleeveless to school, the girls never bothered me again. However, getting
back to my sister, I wanted to say that, even though my younger sister was
bigger, stronger, and more muscular than me with a bigger muscle than mine,
she never did anything mean about it and everything went along smoothly. In
fact, she would often help me out if I couldn't lift something or if a jar
was too tight, etc. and never bragged about it but was always a good sister.
For example, she would watch my muscles whenever I was trying to lift or move
something heavy and when they would shake or quiver from the strain, she
would help out (and never make a joke out of it). Another example would be
when we would have ice cream that was really hard from the freezer,
she could always scoop it out since my muscle wasn't strong enough to do it.
Anyway, I just wanted to say that not all younger and stronger sisters are
mean about their strength and I hope this story was of interest and not too
boring. Any comments or thoughts would be appreciated and let me know if you
like reading them since they are a pain to type!! If you don't like them, let
me know since I don't want to keep posting if you guys don't like them!!
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