Gym boys

My brother has been going to the gym for a month now and he's starting to show us the effects of his training. It reminds me of my brother-in-spirit Xiangnan last winter. I once saw Li at Operaen in Christiania by coincidence. He went to me, took off his sweater and asked me to feel his arm muscles. I was like, "Li, what are you doing?!?" We were in a bar listening to impromptu jam sessions and there he was, showing off his biceps. He couldn't even wait until we were on our way home. Last Sunday, Cent was sitting beside me in church. "Sumisikip na ang maong ko (My jeans are getting tighter)," he whispered during the homily, proud of his weight gain. Last night he also showed me his biceps. Of course I'm happy that the hours they spend in the gym have visible results. But no matter how manly they try to be or will become, my little brothers will always be young guys to me.