Cody's Point of View
"Dude," was all Zack could say in response to what Cody had just confessed to his brother. It had been months since he and Barbara had done it, but Cody was only telling his brother now about what he and Barbara had done at their father's apartment some time back.
Cody looked down ashamed at himself. "I know, it was a bad idea. But I just had this urge and it felt so good..." he trailed off.
"No, Bro. It's alright. I'm kinda glad to hear that you had sex."
Cody shook his head, "Ah." He winced at the word his brother had just said.
"Are you kidding me?" Zack said in disbelief. "Sex, is not a bad word. Sex is part of life, like... science." Cody suddenly had a flashback of his night with Barbara. They had engaged in the activity as a scientific experiment in a way. "You know what this means, right?"
Cody looked up, curious. "What?"
"This means you're a man!" Zack exclaimed. "A man like me."
"Having sex does not make you a man," he argued.
"Sure it doesn't," Zack muttered unconvinced. "Look, why are you telling me this anyway? You can't possibly feel guilty about this. Sounds like Barbara enjoyed it." Suddenly Zack added in a rush, "From what you just told me I mean."
"She did," Cody admitted. "And so did I."
"Then what are you complaining about? Go have sex with her again. Tell her you changed your mind and you want to give it another try." Zack threw his hands up in the air as if this piece of advice was so obvious.
"You really think that's a good idea?"
"Yeah, man. Sex is what we Martin men are good at." He put his arm around Cody's shoulder. "And I've got the track record to prove it."
"Don't," Cody sputtered before Zack could go into detail. "I don't want to hear about all your intimate adventures with girls."
"Fine then I won't share my master techniques. But whenever you need any sex advice, my door's always open."
"Your door is my door, idiot." Cody couldn't think of any better comeback than that. He turned away quickly and strode out of their bedroom.