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Butt and Gut

Fresh out of the shower, Liam pulled out his lucky pants from the closet and grinned brightly. It felt like such a long time since he had been out to a gay bar. He’d been so busy (and so skint) for weeks ever since he’d moved out of his parents’ place and into the share house. The holidays hadn’t helped either, consuming his time and funds further. But now it was payday, and nothing was going to stop him having a good time.

There was something so satisfying about the way Liam’s lucky pants fitted. Ever since he’d first realised he was gay, Liam knew that he was going to be submissive. For the longest time, he’d fixated on the idea of being taken and pounded by a guy who truly knew what he was doing. The reality had yet to match up to Liam’s fantasies, but his pants were always the way to get the attention he craved. Snug-fitting and shapely, they emphasised the cute little butt he wanted to offer up. When guys saw him, Liam wanted them to imagine taking him and performing every last sexual kink they wanted with him. The pants had been instrumental in attracting Liam’s last boyfriend, as well as a few hook-ups in the past. But, that evening, as Liam pulled them up his legs, a sense of dread slowly filled him.

For the first time ever, Liam had packed on a few pounds over the holidays. Usually slim and twink-like, but for his bubble butt, Liam could feel the extra mass in his glutes and stomach. The scales had declared a nine pound gain and yet, it suddenly felt like so much more as he tried desperately to make the pants close. In the mirror, Liam could see the extra softness of his new love handles bulging slightly over the waistband as he finally completed the deed. He spun around, noting how obscene his ass now looked in such tight material. One wrong move and the fabric could blow at any second. He huffed, questioning whether he could really get away with them that night. The extra weight would have to go, that much was obvious. However, he couldn’t imagine a night out without the pants. No, he reasoned; he wasn’t about to go anywhere without his lucky charm.

Liam decided to stand at the bar most of the night, making small talk with some of the guys he had met over the years. When sitting, he’d felt the harsh, unsympathetic waistband digging into him, reminding him with every passing second of the added flesh on his body. A few drinks with his buddies had slowly helped him relax a little, although the creamy cocktails had bloated his stomach a little too much, making even his shirt appear too snug. With a pretty face, Liam could see guys checking him out, yet no one had come up to chat with him yet. He looked at his cell phone, seeing it was beyond midnight. Never ever had he gone this long without even a guy offering to buy him a drink.

Just then, a tall, strapping guy entered the bar. Dressed in a loose and unironed shirt, the man had all the appearance of a laid-back brute; with a powerful chest and strong hips that came from a naturally broad build and a clearly active lifestyle. With seemingly little thought placed into what he was wearing, the man was still, with minimal effort, the most handsome man in the entire bar. Liam had seen the guy only a handful of times before; always around this time of night and never for very long. As to whether he was gay or not, it was hard to tell. Liam had never once seen him take anyone home, or even flirt with someone here. He bounded up to the bar, getting served almost instantly despite theseveral others who had been waiting patiently. Then, with his bottle of beer in hand, the man turned and seemed to scan the room.

With his back turned at the time, Liam didn’t notice the man’s eyebrows raising as his eyes caught sight of the overly padded rear pressed into pants that were obviously too tight. Yet, the next time he turned, the handsome jock was suddenly standing right beside him. “I’m Jake,” the man declared, holding out his hand to shake.

Stunned by the approach, Liam placed his hand in the man’s large strong palm and gave his name in response. He hardly realised how expertly he had been led away from his friends and taken towards a high table in the corner where Jake could chat to him more privately.

Did Liam notice the jealous stares in his direction as he stood at the table, chatting with Jake? Of course he did. The music was loud, however, the muscular stud seemed to enjoy leaning in and speaking close to Liam’s ear. His aftershave was so alluring and his breath so sweet. After the initial small talk, the man explained how he worked in construction after having abandoned his semi-professional football career. Suddenly, every inch of his finely sculpted body seemed to make sense; the height, the build, the masculine authority. Liam had never been more aroused in his entire life.

“What about you?” Jake asked. “Do you play any sports?”

Liam couldn’t help but laugh. “No,” he replied instantly. “I was always picked last in gym class, back in high school. Sports aren’t really my thing. I think I’m a bit too lazy for all that.”

It struck Liam that he may have been a little too forthcoming. Perhaps it was his nerves. However, he was pretty sure that an athlete like Jake wouldn’t want to hear that the guy he was flirting with could hardly catch a ball.

“That’s alright,” Jake smiled back sweetly, now resting his hand upon the small of Liam’s back. “So you don’t do any exercise?” he asked.

His heart racing at the touch, Liam found his brain unable to conjure a lie, shaking his head with complete honesty. “No. I don’t do anything.”

Again, Jake smiled, his hand sliding further down onto Liam’s butt, rubbing sweetly in a circular motion on the stretched fabric of the lucky pants. “I like that,” he whispered. “You know… you’re pretty cute,” the man continued into his ear. “I don’t really go for guys who are obsessed with working out.”

Surprised but delighted that his honesty seemed to be taking him places, Liam leaned in a little more. “I don’t think I’ve done any exercise since I left high school over four years ago.”

Slipping his other hand onto Liam’s hip, the large man turned him into his body even more. With lustful eyes fixed on Liam’s lips, the dominant figure took him into a deep kiss; his big hands already exploring and pinching at Liam’s under-exercised rear. The pair breathed out with lust as they kissed further; Jake’s hands seemingly fixated by cupping the glutes, holding and owning them. “Wanna get out of here?” Jake finally asked, already taking Liam’s hand, ready to lead the way.

In no time at all, Liam was closing the door to his bedroom. Jake seemed to set upon him immediately, unbuckling Liam’s belt and unpeeling him from those skin-tight pants. Liam assisted where he could, standing there with his legs slightly parted as Jake went down on his knees and explored that butt that he seemed so fixated on. Removing Liam’s underwear and shirt, the man moaned softly as he sank his nose between the butt cheeks, gripping his hands against Liam’s hips and bouncing the glutes until they jiggled frantically. Liam had never felt chubbier in his whole life, yet it was exactly this softness that seemed to captivate Jake more than any other lover Liam had ever had. From having felt Jake up in the club, he knew how tight at pert the man’s butt was, yet his own felt, in that moment, like two heavy masses of pure blubber.

“You’re so fucking sexy,”Jake whispered as he slipped on the condom that Liam handed him. Liam had questioned the wisdom of allowing Jake to fuck him after only just meeting. But as the man had undressed and his incredible body came on display, Liam knew that this could be a once in a lifetime opportunity, never to be repeated. He breathed deeply and relaxed as Jake spread his doughy cheeks and pressed himself inside, significantly thicker and larger than any other man who had ever tried to do this. Then that glorious gentle thrusting started.

From the reflection in the mirror, Liam could make out the man’s incredible body, pounding him softly. In his wildest and kinkiest dreams, he could never have imagined anyone so stunning doing this to him, nor that they would seem to enjoy it so much. Jake appeared to be trying to control himself; trying to stop himself from climaxing too soon. Then, when the inevitable finally happened, Jake gasped, as if shocked by the violent power of the orgasm he was experiencing; collapsing with exhaustion next to the chubby boy.

Liam could hardly believe that Jake was still there in the morning. Usually, he had a habit of sleeping in very late. But with Jake’s hands exploring his body again, he awoke with a pleasant smile upon his face. Light was streaming in through the cheap curtains and there he was, being fondled beautifully by the most handsome man he had ever met.

“Do you, perhaps, want to meet up again sometime?” Liam asked nervously as he watched the stunning man pulling his underwear back on and re-buttoning his shirt.

“I gave you my number,” Jake replied, chuckling a little at Liam’s sudden insecurity.

“Yeah, but, to a lot of guys, that doesn’t mean anything,” he replied.

Jake smiled and pulled the still naked Liam up to stand in front him. “Look, I’m not like ‘a lot of guys’,” he whispered sweetly whilst reaching around for one final grope of Liam’s glutes. “I want to take you out for ice cream, fancy dinners and bring you doughnuts in bed,” he assured him. With his other large hand, he gently stroked Liam’s hair out of his face. “I want to spoil and pamper you rotten.”

Liam felt warm and fuzzy. How he wished Jake didn’t have something else on that morning. “I’d absolutely love that,” he nodded back, kissing the stud goodbye.

Despite his busy schedule. Jake was back at Liam’s place only two days later. The pair had been flirtatiously messaging each other almost constantly since their parting. Then, once Liam had sent the man a suggestive nude of his slightly oversized rear, Jake was unable to hold himself back. He arrived straight from his construction job, a masculine musk upon his strong, capable body, looking effortlessly muscular and imposing. Within five minutes, the man had slid his concreter erection straight inside Liam, pounding away until he made both of them climax.

Afterwards, he’d taken Liam out in his truck to a fast food place Liam had always loved but lived a little far away from to enjoy regularly.

“I’d bring you here every night if it would make you happy,” the gorgeous man declared, rubbing Liam’s thigh as he watched the boy consuming the many items that had been bought for him. “If you have a sweet tooth, I also know a great doughnut place not too far from here?”

Liam nodded, feeling luckier than he’d ever felt before. How was it possible that this incredible man was so ridiculously perfect? How was it conceivable that this hunk had actually just asked him to be his boyfriend?

Dating a man who was so good with his hands was remarkably useful in Liam’s new share house. With Jake so willing and able to fix all the little snags around the house, Liam found himself absolved of all the rest of the little chores by the others living there. Jake had been true to his word about spoiling him. Sometimes, he’d message Liam, telling him to look in certain drawers in his bedroom; whereupon Liam would find tasty treats and snacks that had been hidden there for him by Jake on his last visit. Nurturing seemed to be Jake’s love language. He appeared to revel in taking care of him and making his life as easy as possible. Then, back in the bedroom, he could take on the persona of Liam;s wildest fantasies, fucking him with every ounce of his brutish strength and stamina. Liam had been contorted into every strange pose imaginable whilst Jake set to work upon the ass that he simply could not get enough of.

Liam’s entire family had taken to Jake almost instantly. Even Liam’s father, who had initially struggled with his son coming out, beamed with pride as he introduced Jake to the neighbors at one of their backyard barbecues.

Your butt looks so fucking cute in those shorts,” Jake whispered as he felt up his lover once more.

“Thanks,” Liam smiled back. He didn’t like to say that these were in fact the only shorts that were fitting him comfortably at that time. He’d been quietly packing on weight at an almost alarming rate since the winter. He could feel an insidious oozing influx of blubber around his waist, building into his butt and making it softer than ever before. When sitting, he could feel the wider spread of his buttcheeks and a rolling mass pushing itself gently over his waistband. Liam found himself trying to disguise a notable paunch with his clever clothes choices. But even then, as he looked back at pictures from his first summer with Jake, he could see the new puffiness of his face, undoing it all.

“I look so fat!” Liam had announced, catching sight of his chubby body as Jake played with him in sight of the mirror. Without his clothes on, every last lardy inch of the forty pounds he had gained so far that year seemed to scream out at him.

“You look gorgeous!” Jake had countered, resuming kissing him and only stopping when it seemed like Liam needed more reassurance. “You just look like a guy who’s very content in his relationship. He smiled sweetly. “With this cute little tummy, everyone can see how well I look after you.”

Liam chuckled at that, rolling his eyes. There was no doubt that he had eaten a significant excess of calories the last few months.

“Oh, come on!” Jake had grinned, trying to pull Liam out of his sulky mood. “You really think I’m going to complain if that irresistible ass of yours gets a little bigger?” he teased, reaching down and moulding it into his hands before bouncing it gently. “You know the jiggle drives me crazy.”

Liam smiled at this. Despite how ridiculously mismatched he may have looked beside Jake, he at least knew that he had an ass that his lover found more fuckable than any other in the entire world. “I guess there is that,” he nodded back, never failing to get hard whenever Jake started playing with his butt.

“Exactly,” Jake nodded sweetly at him; his breath upon his face. “So stop stressing. You love how I fuck you, right?” he asked, sliding his hand into Liam’s pants, stroking a finger up his butt crack as the boy dutifully widened his stance for him; the light tickling of his hole.

Liam nodded, already feeling hungry to be taken by Jake again that night.

“So… just be a good boy and quit worrying about what you’re eating. The ice cream ,the pizzas and doughnuts, they’re all doing to help add a little extra cushion back here,” he declared, removing his hand but delivering a playful pat on his rear nonetheless. “Just… let me have some fun with you…” he teased, finally kissing Liam in a way that was simply irresistible.

Although Jake was a terrible cook, he was attentive enough to ensure that Liam had more than enough to eat whenever Liam stayed over at his place. An expert at heating up pizzas, chicken pieces and fries, Liam soon found that his own portions were now dramatically outsizing his muscular and highly active lover’s. “Oh, come on. I know you can eat all that…” Jake had teased once Liam had complained. “You want to keep that ass nice and plush and juicy for me?”

Jake’s excuses for the extra food seemed to play right into Liam’s own submissive streak. He started to care less about the excess weight he was carrying, knowing that at least his butt was shaping up in the way his lover seemed to find so amusingly enticing. As it had grown, Jake had been less and less able to keep his hands off it, caressing those glutes sweetly no matter where they were. Sure, he had a tummy on him not too dissimilar to the cousin he had watched piling on weight since having kids. But with Jake’s offer to let him move in with him, Liam was at last convinced that none of that actually mattered.

Unlike Liam, Jake had relatively few gay friends. Despite meeting at a gay bar, that wasn’t the type of place Jake often frequented. In fact, the only other gay person he seemed to even know was his buddy, Will. Just like Jake, Will was athletic and naturally sporty. When Liam had first seen a picture of him, he’d been nervous that a guy like Will could easily just snap his fingers and steal Jake from him in a microsecond. But as time went on, the more Liam realised he had nothing to worry about. Jake just didn’t seem into the clean-cut athletic types. Whenever they were watching something on TV and a handsome, hunky actor came on screen, Liam couldn’t help commenting and ceclaring his appreciation. Jake would smile, always enjoying seeing him getting a little turned on. Then he would check out the source of Liam’s arousal; usually some tall, built and lean hunk performing in yet another completely unnecessary shirtless scene. “Not my type,” the man would declare dismissively, leaning in to kiss Liam instead.

Liam hadn’t been sure of the sweatshorts he’d worn when he’d been taken over to Will’s place for the first time. However, Jake had insisted he looked great. In truth, his t-shirt was also a poor fit, being ever so slightly too short, and when he’d stood next to Jake at the doorway, he’d felt fat and dumpy.

“So this must be Liam!” Will had smiled after hugging his buddy. A little shorter than Jake and slightly less well built, the guy’s English accent was clearly a huge draw for him. He seemed to look Liam up and down, nodding with approval.

It seemed that Will had been busy most of the morning preparing an authentic British roast dinner, and the three of them settled down at the table almost immediately. Fatty cuts of pork were served straight onto Liam’s plate alongside glistening roasted potatoes, parsnips and carrots. Then a thick, oozing gravy was served all on top of the mountain of food whilst Jake and Will served themselves separately from a dish of boiled vegetables instead. “Does it taste good?” Will asked him after a minute or too.

“Delicious!” Liam had replied instantly, agreeing to some more slices of pork.

“I’ve been nagging Jake that he needs to learn how to cook properly for you,” Will smiled, turning then to Jake. “Liam’s your boyfriend. You need to look after him!”

“I do look after him!” Jake had chuckled back, having finished his much smaller meal and draping his long, muscular arm over Liam’s shoulder. “I’m just a dreadful cook.”

“You’d love it if Jake learned to cook for you like this every night, wouldn’t you?” Will asked Liam.

With his mouth full of food, Liam could only nod in hearty agreement.

Will’s dessert was an equally mouth-watering experience: a large slice of fresh apple pie drowned in an ocean of warm, creamy custard. It had all been served with such speed and efficiency that Liam’s brain didn’t seem to catch up with how full his stomach had become until it was far too late. Forcing down the last two spoonfuls, a mild panic set in as Liam realised how completely stuffed he was. The thick, oozing custard had seemed to fill every last gap in his stomach, sticking to his insides and making it so that even a sly burp wouldn’t cause any relief.

The three of them went to sit in the lounge area instead; Jake resting his arm over Liam’s shoulders once more, whilst perching his other hand on Liam’s stomach until the bloated boy had to ask him to remove it. Just the weight of that large hand on top had made him feel like his sides may split open at any second.

Will had seemed to pick up on how uncomfortably full Liam felt, addressing most of his conversation to Jake instead. There was even a blissful five minutes where the pair of them discussed supercars and Liam could rest easy, not having to contribute at all.

“So, eight months, huh?” Will had asked, smiling as they discussed how long Jake and Liam had now been dating. “Have you met Jake’s parents yet?”

Jake shook his head, answering for Liam. Jake’s folks lived in Florida and, with five other sons scattered all over the country, had not been over to see their son the entire time they had been together. “We’re hoping to go down and see them during the holidays.”

Liam nodded. “Although I do want to drop a few pounds before then,” he sighed, feeling heavy and lethargic still. “I can’t see me making a good impression given all the weight I’ve put on this year.

“It’s happy weight!” Will had shot back immediately. “It’s a fact of life. Everyone knows you put on a good amount of weight when you find the right person.”

“That’s what I tell him,” Jake nodded in agreement, lightly rubbing the top of Liam’s belly where a distinct shelf was forming. Jake wasn’t lying. Word-for-word, Jake would always tell him the exact same thing whenever he got a little insecure about his evolving shape: contentment always came with weight gain.

“Plus, you’re dating a big, strapping guy like Jake, who naturally eats more than most guys. So you will most likely be picking up those sorts of eating habits. My boyfriend is the same,” he added nonchalantly. “I eat a lot to keep up the muscle and so he’s automatically started eating more and carrying a little more weight. I think it’s cute.”

“Me too,” Jake smiled at Liam proudly. He tensed his bicep for Liam to admire; as if these strong arms were yet another reason why he shouldn’t blame himself for getting so lardy.

Just then, the door to the apartment gently opened and Will’s eyes lit up as his boyfriend arrived home from work. He bounced up with a sprightliness that Liam could no longer even imagine and raced to the door, returning with a short, portly guy under his arm. “This is Sam,” he announced, beaming.

Dressed smartly in a tight-fitting shirt, Sam’s stomach stuck out, protruding quite considerably in front of him. With absolutely no jawline remaining, the fat-faced guy stepped forwards and politely shook Liam’s hand. Round: that was almost the only word that sprang to Liam’s mind as he tried to comprehend the shape of handsome Will’s boyfriend. Fat had completely consumed the guy’s torso, bulging and rolling into incredibly robust-looking love handles that pushed gently over the waistband of his pants. He stayed only a moment before being taken off to the kitchen to have a full plate of leftovers made up for him.

“Sam’s such a sweet guy,” Jake smiled as he was left alone with Liam briefly once more. “I think you two will really hit it off.”

Liam wanted to whisper something about his surprise at Will’s boyfriend’s size. What was a handsome British guy doing with such a startlingly obese boy? Then again, he’d heard similar things being said about him in recent months; friends who had told him that he was letting himself go and putting his relationship in danger. Perhaps it was best not to question these things.

Will came back to join them, leaving his boyfriend to eat his dinner in peace in the kitchen. They chatted some more, until Will got up yet again to serve up Sam’s dessert. Then, about ten minutes after that, Sam came in to join them all. His face was one of strain, which Liam could fully identify with. Sam had overeaten, just like he had earlier. It had been the pie and custard that had done it, Liam could tell. Inside that tight shirt of his, Sam’s stomach had expanded and bloated, pressing against the shirt buttons. The man dropped himself onto the couch next to Will and groaned softly. At the same time, Will’s eyes seemed to light up. He leaned across and kissed his lover deeply, not seeming to care that others were there to watch.

Rather than feeling awkward, Jake turned to Liam and moved in for his own kiss; the two couples suddenly making out like pairs horny teenagers. Jake’s hand slipped under Liam’s shirt, rubbing the rounded stomach that had been packed so tightly that afternoon. With his portly gut on show, Liam looked across to the other couple even as he kissed Jake, worried that they would see how chubby he looked without a t-shirt to hide it all. Neither of them were looking; they were too engrossed in their own pleasure; Will’s hand mimicking Jake’s as he too rubbed the spherical shape of his own boyfriend’s fat stomach. To anyone else, it may have looked grotesque and unsightly, however Liam found the sight was actually turning him on, despite not being able to fully explain why. What was it about these two friends: Jake and WIll? Guys like these didn’t date such overweight folks. What was going on that Liam wasn’t picking up on?

In the coming months, Liam had packed on even more fat. He could feel his love handles bulging at the sides and the fat spreading from his chest and under his arms. Relatively new t-shirts that had fitted poorly before, now became obscene. After moving in with Jake before the holidays. Liam’s weight had skyrocketed, His butt had expanded with each passing day, pulling tightly against the material of all his sweatpants until even the pull string had no length left to give.

“You’re so beautiful,” Jake reassured him as he seductively fed him a large slice of a cheesecake he had picked up on the way home. It was obvious where things were headed as Jake took off his own shirt to make the moment even more erotic. The man seemed so built, powerful and dominant in these moments; contrasting to an almost insane degree with the blubbery, plush physique Liam had obtained in the last sixteen months. Yet, still Liam wanted to eat this for him. Food had always been the foreplay before a fucking, which Jake had showered and prepared himself for excitedly. There was a lust upon Jake that could not be matched through any other means; his dominance seeming to grow with each forkful he lifted into Liam’s mouth. Submitting to that, knowing that his ass was about to be pounded, felt like the most fulfilling thing Liam could ever do.

“Think you can finish off the whole cheesecake?” Jake asked seductively, already standing to fetch the final slice.

In previous times, Liam would not have been able to do such a thing, but something had happened to him in recent weeks, making him more capable than ever of consuming greater amounts in these types of sittings. “Do you want me to finish it all for you?” he asked, almost begging for Jake to turn on that fiercely dominant personality that he found so sexy in the bedroom.

Jake nodded, slipping off the remainder of his clothes before sitting down again, carrying the final slice of cheesecake and placing Liam’s idle hand to stroke his raging erection. “I want you to eat it all for me,” the man insisted just as Liam obediently set to work in stroking his man’s hard-on up and down. “I want your ass nice and big and soft before I fuck it.”

Fuck! Liam thought to himself. Why was that so fucking sexy?

Over time, Lima had lost track of his weight. His body had been changing and growing so much that standing on the scales seemed like an unnecessary chore to confirm something that he already knew. Jake had found him some pants for work that came with an unexpectedly useful elasticated waistband. However his shirts were always a constant snug fit, stretching across his chubby torso. At one time, the size had felt frustratingly large to cater for his stout stomach, with too much material flapping around in the chest and arms. But as time went on, Liam’s chest expanded, alongside the tops of his arms, which swelled with blubbery softness. There wasn't a scrap of visible muscle on his entire body and that seemed to be the way that Jake liked him. Having never obtained his driving licence, Liam had been used to walking in order to get around the city. But now, with Jake, the newly obese boy was quite accustomed to being driven everywhere. He was spoiled and pampered as Jake seemed to be getting the most intense satisfaction from seeing him living out a life that was so opposite to his own intensely physical livelihood and hobbies.

It was around that time that Jake had wanted to start recording them having sex. He’d set up his cell phone on the side and experimented with different angles as Liam generally crouched on the bed with his butt up and ready. Afterwards, they’d watch them back, touching each other with lust at the sight of themselves, so dramatically contrasting. However, for Liam, there was so much more to these recordings. Despite the weight he knew he had packed on, he hadn’t quite realised how much his body was rippling with each thrust, nor the satisfaction that Jake seemed to get in making it happen. Playing it back he could visibly see Jake getting off on experimenting with his thrusting to make the powerful vibrations shift in as many different ways as possible. There was a small area of back fat that Jake’s hands seemed to shift backwards and forwards to, as if he was desperate to grab hold of and pound even harder with. Liam could see just how lardy he was in certain areas, where it bulged in his stomach and sagged in his chest and turned his thighs into tree trunks. He could also see how Jake’s hands explored from one to the other; the man’s face looking down upon it with a mixture of pride, disgust and dominance. Gleefully, he would slap the wide ass as he pounded, never failing to climax in a manner that suggested he received pure bliss from every last inch of it all.

Home alone, Liam began to watch the videos back as he touched himself. He’d promised his parents only the night before that he was going to try and lose some weight, yet there he was, feasting upon the cheesecake Jake had bought him, knowing that it would make his lover unreasonably horny to come home and see that it had all be consumed in a single day. Such acts of greed always aroused them both. For Jake, Liam assumed it was the fact that he was maintaining that soft, contrasting appearance that he found so alluring. However, for Liam, indulging as he did felt like the ultimate act of submission, reshaping his entire body to suit the man who fucked him. All other consequences of it failed to surpass the drive he had to make Jake moan deeply from a powerful orgasm whilst buried deep inside him.. But as Liam watched back the videos again and again, there was always a look upon Jake’s face as he came close to climaxing: a look of power, amusement and wicked intentions towards him. Each time Liam saw it, he couldn’t help but squirt everywhere himself. If only Jake could express that side of his personality more, Liam would be helpless to resist.

“Jeez!” exclaimed Will’s rotund boyfriend, Sam, poking Liam’s tummy. “You’ve been eating well!”

“You can talk!” Liam shot back, noting that Sam had waited until they were alone to comment on his weight. It had been over eight months since he had first met Sam, rather briefly. Back then, he had been amazed by the sheer scale of Sam’s tummy. Now that stomach had clearly swollen to an incredible circumference, bringing along with the largest, puffiest arms Liam had ever seen.

“I’m starting to get that gut droop!” he chuckled, reaching underneath and jiggling the soft overhang that was almost visible under his t-shirt. “Will is in his element playing with it all.”

“Will’s really into it then?” Liam asked, feeling a spike of excitement as the conversation took this turn. He’d pondered for months about just how kinky the couple might be. Now he may finally get some answers.

“Of course he is!” Sam chuckled. “I could tell within five minutes the type of guy he was. My belly was relatively small back then too. It didn’t take a genius to work out what would happen if I dated him.”

“And you don’t mind?” Liam asked next, delighted with how open Sam was being.

“Look at them both,” Sam simply pointed to their muscular boyfriend standing in the queue for ice creams. “Those horny little fuckers are having the time of their lives packing the pounds on us. They think they’re so clever and cunning. Who could resist that?”

Liam turned, spotting Jake and Will laughing to each other. Perhaps they were making fun of how fat he had grown in the time since they’d all last seen each other. Then again, was he just imagining that because he was a little horny? The shorts he had chosen to wear for this weekend away with Will and Sam were more than a little fitted and revealing of his thick, blubbery thighs. So far, Jake had hardly been able to keep his hands off the wide load that had become his giant backside at close to 340lbs.

“Will told me he met Jake at the gym, but I reckon they both came across each other on some fat fetish website or something,” Sam continued to ponder, watching both of the boys enjoying each other’s company so much.

Liam flushed with a little embarrassment, noting how familiar he had become with such websites in recent months. Time and again he had crept back and climaxed whilst talking to guys about how much weight he had packed on since he had dated a guy who seemingly just liked to keep his well-drilled butt soft, fat and under-exercised. “Jake told me they’d met at a summer camp when they were in middle school,” he replied.

The pair of them chuckled, realising that they had both been misled by the rather obvious lie. “Those devious bastards! Will didn't even move here with his family until he was seventeen!” Sam smirked, enjoying the naughtiness of his lover just as much as Liam did.

Not long afterwards, the two men arrived back carrying giant ice creams for both Liam and Sam. Liam could feel Jake gently rubbing his wide back as he ate and noted the stares of passers-by as he sucked and licked at the fattening ice cream. Perhaps they could tell that he had fallen into the clutches of some kink-fuelled hedonistic relationship. Maybe they looked down on him, or felt sympathy? However, it was only lust that consumed Liam. Pure, inescapable eroticism at every last detail of his situation.

Despite his significantly larger stomach, Sam charged ahead with Will during the walk to the restaurant. Liam lagged behind, feeling the fat wobbling on his thighs and noting how Sam’s butt was comparatively slender than his own. The man continued to work in retail and was up on his feet most of the day. Whereas Liam had only ever worked in an office and, since dating Jake, had pretty much been dropped off and picked up from the door of his workplace every single day. He paused for a moment, wincing a little.

“My thighs are rubbing together like crazy today,” he grumbled. “I think these shorts were a mistake.”

“They definitely weren’t!” Jake shot back, giving Liam’s wide rear a satisfied pat. “It’s not much further to this restaurant and I’ll fetch the car afterwards so I can pick you up from outside.”

Liam nodded, pleased that Jake always found such simple solutions. He hadn’t really wanted to walk back on a full stomach. Especially not when he felt as ridiculously horny as he had that day. Even now, he could feel blood pumping towards his groin, ensuring that he would make an absolute pig of himself when he was finally unleashed upon the buffet.

“I think your boyfriend needs to get a little more exercise from time to time,” Will teased when Jake finally arrived beside a sweating Liam at the foyer of the all-you-can-eat place.

“Or maybe you should just pick restaurants that don’t involve such a trek next time,” Jake grumbled back, slipping his powerful arm over his exhausted lover as if proud of how out of shape he was.

Jake’s hand was never far from Liam’s thick thigh as they sat down at the table. After a couple of rounds selecting his own food, Jake had soon taken over. “Are you going to cut his food up for him too?” Will joked, seeing how dutifully Jake attended to Liam. However, Jake merely smiled back, rubbing Liam’s wide back encouragingly. If this had been a competition to see which of their fat lovers could eat the most, Jake was winning by quite a considerable margin. Despite the fact that Sam was at least 50lbs heavier, it was clear that he was less capable of consuming the vast quantities of starchy, bloating foods that had been Jake’s usual choice to serve up to Liam over the last couple of years. More than once, Liam caught Jake smirking with superiority at how much more obviously greedy Liam was than Sam.

After several desserts, Jake soon disappeared to collect the car, arriving at the front of the restaurant within a ridiculously small amount of time, only highlighting how insignificant the journey there had actually been. Will was trying to insist that large bellied Sam should take the front seat, however, Jake was having none of it, patting the prime position for his heavy reared boy instead.

Back at the beach house they had rented for the weekend, Liam settled down on the couch, now realising how much the bloat was setting in. Sam followed shortly, dropping his heavy body down and slouching back so that his double chin formed a giant framing ring around his entire face. “Your Jake was talking about us using the pool shortly,” Sam explained lethargically, grabbing the TV remote.

“I don’t know if I have the energy for that,” Liam chuckled back, rubbing his strained stomach.

“Oh, come on. You know he doesn’t actually want you to use the pool,” Sam smirked. “Jake helicopters over you all day long, trying to ensure you don’t move a muscle. He just wants to show off your body to Will. That’s pretty much the whole reason those kinky bastards booked this weekend. You wouldn’t believe some of the meals Will was cooking me in the last few weeks, secretly making sure I was in the best shape for it.”

“He fed you up good, huh?” Liam asked, getting aroused by the idea.

“He certainly did!” Sam nodded. “He thinks he’s so subtle about it all as well,” he laughed, glancing outside to where the two strapping boys were perched on the deck; laughing and enjoying each other’s company. In any other world, the pair might have made a really hot gay couple, fit to appear on the front cover of a steamy magazine. Yet, there they both were, most likely swapping stories of how they stealthily packed on pounds and pounds of lard onto the obese boys they got such a kick out of fucking.

“Jake gets so turned on by your sweet tooth, doesn’t he?” Sam continued. “At one point, I thought he was going to bend you over the table and fuck you right there in the restaurant after all those desserts you finished up,” the fat boy teased.

“Oh, I wish he would!” Liam sighed longingly. “When we’re at home together he can get so worked up that he needs to fuck me several times a day!”

Sam smirked back at him, enjoying the opportunity to speak so freely about their shared pleasures in dating such similar guys. “Don’t you wish they were a little bit more open about it though?” Sam asked. “I mean, it’s so obvious that Will is into this whole weight gain stuff, yet he never comes right out and says it.”

Liam nodded in agreement. “I’d be so turned on if Jake just told me he wanted me fatter,” he stated emphatically. For months now, he had dreamed and wished for such a day as that; when he could finally submit to those barely concealed kinks Liam had come to appreciate so wholeheartedly.

Despite their full stomachs, the two obese boys soon disappeared off to put on their swimwear; Jake and Will immediately swarming around them both as they emerged with all their flesh on show. Will’s hand was soon sliding to the fat that drooped from Sam’s belly, whilst Jake’s fingers flexed as they held Liam’s giant butt cheek. Therein lay the true difference between them: Will was obsessed with the size of his lover’s gigantic stomach, whilst, for Jake, it was all about making Liam’s ass as heavy and fuckable as possible.

With the hands of their lovers upon them, Sam and Liam glanced at each other. Were they actually going to do this? A final nod from Sam seemed to suggest so.

“We’ve got a surprise for you both,” Liam blurted out excitedly, already moving inside.

Sam nodded, pulling handsome Will in behind them. They led the way to the large corner sofa, each placing their lovers at either end. A cold beer was passed to them, then Liam eagerly trotted back to the refrigerator, pulling out the absolutely enormous cream-filled cake that had been bought for Will’s birthday the next day.

Sam was already on his knees on the floor when Liam brought the box down and joined him. He opened up the box, almost breathless with excitement as he saw Sam so excited to get started. Then, without a second thought, he plunged his chubby hand down into the cake, scooping out a giant handful and slapping it into Sam’s open mouth.

“Oh, fuck!” Jake gasped, twitching as if he had just been given the most instantaneous erection of his life.

With his hand pressed over Sam’s mouth, the large, blubbery boy was chewing and nibbling until he was at last sucking at Liam’s fingers to get at all the icing. “Eat up, Piggy!” Liam coaxed him. “We’ve got to get you nice and fat for Will’s birthday tomorrow…”

For the first time since Liam had met him, Will seemed utterly speechless, with a bemused look upon his face as Liam’s sticky hand grabbed at Sam’s lardy overhang and jiggled it for them all to see.

Sam smirked, reaching his own hand into the cake now, pressing it into Liam’s mouth whilst the guy ate enthusiastically at the giant serving pushing down on his tongue and prevented from escaping by Sam’s bloated fingers resting across his lips. “Come on, Fat Boy!” Sam whispered. “You’ve got some catching up to do,” he declared, clawing at a great roll of fat above Liam’s hip.

Again, the obese boys took turns feeding and jiggling each other. Now their lovers no longer hid the vertical bulges in their underwear as they watched it all from the couch. Will was the first one to dive in and start stroking himself under his clothes. With the floodgates opening, Jake pulled down his shorts, stroking his own shaft with a look of pure amusement and devilish delight on his face. He seemed so much more controlled than Will, who was slouching further into his seat, stroking furiously as he watched his 380lb lover being fed and deliberately fattened. Sam’s small, pig-like burp was all it took for Will to lose any inhibitions whatsoever, pulling off his shirt and pants before joining them both on the floor. Then Sam was taken into the most erotic kiss Liam had ever witnessed.

Liam watched on as Will and Sam became consumed by their own lust. Will had pressed his erection into one of Sam’s fat roles, gyrating his hips like he could climax at any second. The sight was so mesmerising that Liam hardly noticed that Jake had undressed himself.

“That was quite some stunt,” the muscular man chuckled, slapping Liam on his wide rear as Liam instinctively went onto all fours and allowed the swimwear to be removed.

“I think the birthday boy enjoyed it,” Liam teased back, still watching the horny couple as they moaned; Will’s hand taking over the task of pressing more cake into his lover’s mouth.

“What do you think is going to happen to Sam after tonight, though?” Jake asked. “Will’s a sweet guy but… you unleashed a monster. Do you think he can go back to subtly overfeeding Sam to cause a slow weight gain after you gave him this?” he chuckled, watching Will getting off on how obediently his lover was sucking every last crumb of the cake he was given. “Sometimes there’s a reason why these things aren’t said aloud. Now there’s nothing to stop him from making Sam as unreasonably fat and lardy as he wants. And trust me,” Jake chuckled, “he definitely will!”

Liam nodded, feeling a slight twinge of guilt.

“And as for you…” Jake continued, swiping his finger along the floor to gather the remains of the smeared cake frosting. “... now there’s nothing to slow me down either,” he grinned, painting around Liam’s mouth with all the sugary paste. “You forced my hand. Now I can’t hide the fact that, yes… I do want you fatter and greedier and lazier…”

Liam could feel his arousal spiking as the words dropped like tiny exploding bombs.

“I was prepared to take the slower path; overfeeding and pampering you… telling you that it’s okay that you’ve gotten a little big for your pants; cheering you up when you pop a button,” Jake declared, staring Liam straight in the eyes as he spoke. “But now I don’t have to. Now I can take you at my pace. I can show you what I really want to see… the giant sort of fatties I really get off to,” he nodded, reaching over and giving Liam’s wide, heavy glutes a firm slap.

Liam almost quivered with excitement, knowing that he was about to be fucked, right here in the lounge, in front of Sam and Will; his heart beating furiously with all the things Jake was telling him.

“I’m going to make you absolutely enormous…” Jake stated with complete seriousness. “It’s what I’ve wanted from the day I first clapped eyes on that chubby little rear of yours. You’re going to eat and grow… lay down on the couch, getting softer every single day. And I’m going to love every minute of it. Then I’m going to show you off and fuck you again and again.”

Liam moaned with pleasure, dropping his elbows to the floor so that his heavy, soft ass sat higher, waiting to be taken. He shuffled his knees wider, making his chest wobble and hang, preparing himself for what was coming. What had started as a little kinky fun that evening had clearly been so much more. He’d crossed a line. He could never go back now.

So, as Sam glanced across watching him as he was getting roughly pounded by his boyfriend, they could both come to one completely obvious conclusion: Things would never be the same again.

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