Colby sat down on the couch in the living room next to his little brother. He set his laptop up on the coffee table and turned it on, planning to work on some school work. He looked over at Cory
and he couldnt help but stare. Cory was a year younger than Colby, though you wouldnt necessarily know it. They shared the same soft yet piercing blue eyes, dirty blond to light brown hair, and fair skin. Colby was a few inches taller, but Cory was a fair bit bulkier. Colby was not in bad shape, but he just did not have the type of physique that allowed bulky muscles. He was slender but strong, a body most akin to a swimmer. This was appropriate, as Colbys sport of choice in school had always been swimming. Hed taken a break from athletics though since starting college, instead choosing to focus on his academics. Cory on the other hand was rather muscled. Not overtly so, mind you, but he certainly showed it better than his brother. Sitting there now in his gray sleeveless T shirt certainly showed off his strong arms and defined torso, a pair of white and red basketball shorts that were tight in just the right places, and baggy elsewhere, down his smooth nearly hairless legs with his strong defined calf muscles, to his tattered, ratty pair of two-tone yellow and black high top Nike Dunks with no show socks sitting atop the coffee table. They were only a year old, but Cory was known for being rough on his sneakers, and in that time had worn out those Nikes; the soles pounded into by his large feet by his very active lifestyle. He was rather proud of this fact, and wore any pair of shoes he had as a badge of honor until they literally would fall apart.
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