Jacque Aubuchon's only film in 1958 was Thunder Road. He played a gangster trying to muscle in on the moonshine business in the south. Robert Mitchum is his adversary preventing him from his goal. This film is a cult classic of the moonshine runners and NASCAR set. It is also known for the acting debut of Mitchum's son James.
Jacques Aubuchon was in the initial show of Behind Closed Doors, a show based on actual American Counter-espionage. Here he plays a Government official first posing as a fishing tourist, then asking the captain if he would help out in surveillance of the shore before a rocket launch. Is it me or is Jacques' pants getting a little tight in the front in the next to last photo. Then his hands immediately find his pockets to hide it.
Aubuchon is a criminal who hijacks a riverboat before a high-stakes tournament in an episode of Bat Masterson in February 1959. His henchman is Walter Barnes.
And here he is as the Judge of a kangaroo court for this little community that Paladin runs afoul of in this March 1959 episode of Have Gun-Will Travel.
Here he is a bully and self-proclaimed Mayor of this western town who is brought to justice by Steve McQueen in this March 1959 episode of Wanted: Dead or Alive.
Recently Del & I have been discussing actor Louis in his life when he weighs 80 pounds over his original weight that he started with in chubby actor, so, I decided to write it for her :)
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Setting: Christmas time in LA, the weather is still warm and hot, Harry is preparing for christmas with lots of christmas treats, decorations, a new holiday line of clothing.
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The weather in LA around Christmas was always a blessing to Harry and Louis, who never really enjoyed the cold and snow of the east coast when they lived there for a few short years at the beginning of their relationship. Even with Christmas two weeks away, the sun was shining and the weather was warm, the boys took every moment they could to soak up the sun poolside in their private garden where they had decorated the surrounding bushes to resemble Christmas trees.
They had a record player on their patio beside the pool spinning side A of ABBA’s Voulez Vous, Clifford and their new cat Doris lounging in the yard with Louis who had just stepped out to get some sun, while Harry was pouring mimosas for the both of them as he waited for their eggs to finish before joining his family outside.
Just as “I Have A Dream” was fading out on the record, Harry was stepping over Doris to set up the table for breakfast outside in the sun, when he spun around to find Louis setting his boxers on the ground by his lounge chair.
“Louis! It’s 11 in the morning!” Harry chastised, though he wasn’t too serious as he chuckled at his husband’s nudity.
“Okay and? We were just naked in bed about an hour ago, not like we’ve spent a whole day in suits. Besides”, Louis pat his rounded belly, “I can’t have any tan lines, this entire tummy needs some color” he finished as he raised his arms above his head to lay back in the lounge chair.
“Well, the tanning can wait, I just finished breakfast baby come eat.” Harry went to reach for the utensils he brought out to set them by both of their plates, adjusting Clifford and Doris’ food trays under the table side by side.
“Harrryyyyyyyy I just laid down, can’t you bring it over here?” Louis giggled as he lowered his sunglasses over his eyes. He really loved to push his luck these days with Harry, finding that he and his husband both loved the bratty side of him.
“You can get your ass over here and I’ll sit in your lap and feed you” Harry said with a smirk, “gotta make sure my husband gets some type of exercise, even if it’s just to walk to more food.”
“Hey! I do, I’ve been working out with you!” Louis huffed back as he stood up and walked toward the chairs to take a seat, leaving his boxers behind.
“Yes yes, I know, and I’m thankful for your company, even if you only walk for an hour and a half and then head straight to the kitchen.” Harry chuckled as he took a seat on Louis’ right leg, pulling a plate of eggs with heavily buttered toast and bacon in front of them.
“Doctors order you know, said as long as I did a little bit of cardio everything else was looking healthy.” Louis smirked as Harry raised a piece of bacon to the older boy’s soft pink lips.
“Yes, I would say so.” Harry smiled as Louis chewed, hand reaching to grab under his belly to jiggle it in agreement.
When Louis decided to take an extended break from his acting career, focusing on helping charities and spending more time at home with his husband and pets, he knew exactly what he was getting himself into. He was tired of living a life of restriction, both in his personal life of never getting to spend enough time with his family, but also in his dietary, and even sex life.
Ever since that movie role where he had to put on those 30 pounds, Louis was craving this time to really let go and let Harry take care of him. Let himself gain as much weight as his body wanted.
So he did, during this extended break (which had only started about a year and a half ago) Louis had steadily crept up to gaining 80 more pounds on his once dainty and toned frame. Harry, of course, helping him the entire way.
The beginning of the process this time was nothing like the original. Louis having the knowledge that this was a big kink for them used that to his advantage, almost like he needed it to survive. The day his break started, he came home from the press conference of the announcement of his acting hiatus to find an entire table full of his favorite recipes Harry hadn’t made since that movie shoot, demanding that it all be gone by the end of the day.
That’s how the first few months of this break went, Harry practically stuffing Louis at least three times a week, Louis walking around aimlessly eating anything he could find to fill his ever hungry belly. He had years to catch up on food wise, and he wasn’t going to miss a single morsel if he could help it.
As the months went by, he hit each milestone in Harry’s ever loving company, Harry weighing him every two weeks instead of every two days just so they could focus on Louis’ happiness over some type of number goal. Over the months, his belly slowly swelled forward, even when he wasn’t stuffed to the gills now his stomach looked like it could belong to a pregnant woman. His thighs once again found each other, his chest became a soft plain for kisses, and his collarbones disappeared once more. Louis would sit in front of their master bedroom mirror and just admire his curves, running his hands along his soft body to familiarize himself with every inch, every stretch mark that Harry would press soft kisses to. He would run his hands along his belly finally being able to really know his reflection without having to worry about it needing to change for his career anytime soon.
Milestones were set for Louis to achieve by Harry, like outgrowing gucci belts, stretching out fitted t shirts, even popping open a few tom ford button downs. When he busted open the trousers he had worn to his last movie premiere during a particularly difficult stuffing, Louis didn’t think Harry was ever going to catch his breath as the older boy cradled his packed belly trying to get any relief. That was a fun night for both of them.
“What do you think baby? Do you want anything else?” Harry asked, jolting Louis from his memories, gently tracing his pointer finger in circles around the blue eyed boys belly button.
Louis’ belly wasn’t anywhere near full, but it sat content and rounded out in his lap, Harry’s soft hand pushing reality into him. He was so lucky, so happy to be here now with Harry.
“I think i’m good right now baby, thank you so much.” Louis lent over and kissed his husband, his belly bumping into Harry who basically melted at the contact.
“Are you sure? I’m sure there’s room for a little more in here.” Harry lent down to kiss the crest of Louis’ stomach.
“I’m good, really, but you said you were…..making christmas cookies today right? Trying out some new recipes or something about it?” Louis smiled shyly, hoping Harry would get the hint.
“Oh yeah I am, I completely forgot. I have to find the perfect recipe to bring to my parents house!” Harry’s dimples were on display as he thought about his parents around the christmas tree.
“I was thinking, if you need help finding the recipe, I could be your tester? I’m dying for something sweet.” Louis kissed Harry on the cheek.
“I’m sure that could be arranged, you’ll have to fill out an application though” Harry chuckled
“An application? Who else would you have do it?” Louis pulled back from leaving kitten kisses on Harry’s neck.
“Well, you’re going to have to fight Clifford of course for the job.”
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The day went on as it usually did in the Tomlinson- Styles home. After Louis laid out in the sun for a while lounger, he made his way back to the kitchen for some snacks before lunch. Still refusing to put on his boxers, Harry rubbed his lower belly as Louis reached for the box of cheez its in the overhead cupboard.
“You know, as much as I love seeing your ass, what if someone comes over? Do you have something against clothes now?” Harry said, continuing to run his hand along the underside of Louis’ stomach, feeling it’s heaviness in his hand when he gently pressed into it.
“Clothes are restricting and, honestly all of my boxers are getting a little uncomfortable.” Louis said as he pulled the box down and began opening it.
“Louis….did we not just buy you those? What, a month ago?” Harry’s cheeks began to flush as he squeezed Louis’ stomach lightly. There’s no way - this boy had to have plateaued by now. They’ve been taking it relatively easy with their stuffings and really just enjoying themselves lately.
“Yeah, I mean, a month is a long time...and I’m still hungry like all the time.” Louis blushed, “it’s...it’s really not that surprising, is it?”
Harry wasn’t really sure what to do with this information as he pulled Louis closer to him. “Well...how do your jeans feel and your other new clothes? Do you feel like I have to take them out yet?” Harry had been taking out Louis’ clothes when they would buy new ones, just until Louis felt he really couldn’t wear them anymore. After all, the boy had gone up a good few sizes, and they didn’t want to have to buy a new set of clothing for each one.
“Yeah I mean, everything could be a bit looser, but nothing I can’t handle, I guess my body still wants to gain a bit more.” Louis bent over to kiss Harry’s cheek.
“I….I’m gonna start baking the Christmas cookies.” Harry blurted. He knew exactly what they were going to do today.
After pressing his lips to his husbands once more and lightly smacking his ever soft behind, he shooed him out of the kitchen so that he could get to work.
“And please, put your pants on Louis!”
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A few hours had passed and Harry had an array of cookies spread along their dining room table. There were ginger snaps, chocolate chip, sugar cookie, pepper cookies, even an assortment of chocolate and red velvet cake pops Harry had wanted to try out because he thought they would be cute once decorated.
Another two trays were still baking in the over when Louis brought his dishes from lunch into the kitchen to wash them.
Louis didn’t realize Harry was baking enough to feed all of Los Angeles today, “Babe?” Yelled Louis, trying to see where Harry was in their house as he wasn’t in the kitchen.
Harry rounded the corner with Doris in his arms, “hey baby, how was your lunch?” He pecked Louis on the lips, letting him scratch at Doris’ ear. Their animals always loved Louis so much, it made Harry’s heart so happy.
“It was really good babe, thank you.” Louis continued scratching Doris’ chin, “But what is all this? Are you trying to feed the entire city?” Louis chuckled, not thinking much of it.
Harry’s face flushed as he set Doris down, “I was actually thinking….we could maybe have some fun?” He pulled Louis closer to him, belly pressed up against his abs making his insides flip and roll with want.
“Fun you say?” Louis smirked, maybe he wasn’t as oblivious to what he thought was coming next.
“How about...you go take a seat at the table, and I’ll get some tinsel yeah? How does that sound cutie pie?” Harry nuzzled his nose against Louis with a smile on his flushed face.
“Fuck YES, okay okay I’ll go.” Louis said excited with a smile.
“And Louis?” Harry stopped before grabbing his husband's arm.
“Will you go put on that lace bodysuit for me?” Harry smiled softly.
Louis ran up the stairs as fast as he could to pull the soft lace along his body. He had a few different lace pieces that Harry had hand sewn for him to wear because he liked them so much. A few had to be retired because he could no longer pull them above his thighs and bum, this one not too far behind as it stretched against the curve of his belly. Louis tied up the sides, as there were ribbons connecting them tied up in cross cross patterns.
Louis made his way downstairs to find candles lit and all the blinds shut to mimic the darkness of the night sky, the Christmas lights on their tree turned on to set the mood.
Harry stood in the center of the dining room with a string of tinsel in his hands, stripped down to just his boxers and undershirt.
Louis was breathless at the scene with excitement, “we really are a kinky bunch for doing this in the middle of the day” Louis said as he made his way to Harry, slipping his arms around the younger boys tiny waist.
“You know Harry, you could stand to put on a few too” Louis giggled, poking Harry right in the stomach.
“Honestly, I was thinking about that earlier today.” Harry said with a smile as he lent down to press a kiss to Louis’ lips.
“Wait, really? The fittest fashion designer in Hollywood?” Louis pulled back with surprise.
“I mean….we only live once don’t we? Maybe I’m a little tired of being so LA fit all the time. I don’t know, we’ll talk about it later.” Harry said lifting the tinsel, “why don’t you pick a spot for me to tie up these pretty hands, hmm?”
“Can we do this on the couch? Put a nice movie on, relax?” Louis said, “a….little bit of mindless eating?” His cheeks flushed, and a hunger was beginning to burn in him for this scene to get started.
“Of course baby, you go put a movie on you like, and I’ll get the cookies ready for you.” Harry pecked him on the cheek, leaving Louis to sit on the couch and open Netflix.
When Harry came back over Louis was all set up comfy against the couch cushions ready to be manhandled.
“Give me your wrists baby.” Harry said sweetly, tying the small hands behind Louis’ back. “There we go, now if you get uncomfortable you tell me okay?” Harry kissed down Louis’ chest as he nodded in agreement.
Harry began lifting cookies to Louis’ thin soft lips, who munched happily on each different kind and flavor Harry baked up. It was almost routine, Louis would take bites of the cookie, Harry would pat his belly, survey the lace tie up on the sides, and Louis would be onto the next few cookies.
It was around his 10th or 11th treat he was starting to feel a little constrained in the bodysuit, his belly pressing up against the lace, the sides tugging tightly against his skin as he took deep breaths in between each treat. He wasn’t near full yet, just a little….well, tied up.
It wasn’t until Louis took a breather after the 17th cookie, which happened to be gingerbread, that Louis felt something rip on his side.
“Knew this one wasn’t gonna last much longer.” Louis grunted out as he took a thankful deep breath, his stomach expanding with new found room.
Harry was on him in seconds, rubbing Louis’ tummy in big gentle circles, pressing down here and there to hear Louis make a little noise of discomfort or pleasure depending on where the spot was.
“You look so good like this Loubear.” Harry was breathless watching this scene play out, his dick straining in his boxers watching Louis shamelessly eat all of these treats, his belly swelling forward to find room for everything he was trying to cram in it.
“You’re really too sweet.” Louis smiled softly and closed his eyes for a moment, a soft burp making its way out that Louis was grateful for.
“I bet you belly is starting to feel a little full, huh baby boy? You’re doing so good for me” Harry pecked his cheek, “can’t believe you were this hungry.”
Louis wasn’t really full yet, so he decided to press Harry’s buttons, “Still am baby, not full yet” Louis smiled wide using his head to point to the cookie tray, “The gingerbread are really good, can I have another?” Louis locked eyes with Harry and Harry thought he might combust then and there.
“Of course baby, anything for my big boy.” Harry pressed the gingerbread to Louis' mouth, Louis making a show of biting off a piece and chewing it slowly.
“Won’t be able to finish all these if you eat that slow baby, your tummy’ll catch up to you.” Harry said softly as he gripped underneath Louis’ stomach giving it a small squeeze, running his hand down further to rest it on top of Louis’ hardening cock.
They continued on as Louis zoned out on the movie, getting up to about the 25th cookie when he had to readjust his sitting position to make room.
“Can you untie my hands baby? Wanna lay back to make more room.” Louis said sweetly, Harry setting the cookie they were working on down to relieve Louis’ hands of their constraints.
“There we go, thank you.” Louis said as he brought his own hands to his rounded stomach, the tie on the other side of the bodysuit barely staying with the pressure it was being put against.
“Anything for you baby.” Harry brought the cookie back to Louis’ mouth, eager to watch him finish this tray at least.
Louis positioned himself so he was laying with his upper body propped up against the armrest of their couch, Harry hovering over top of his with his legs straddling Louis’ thighs as he continued to feed him treat after treat. He would duck down occasionally to kiss at Louis’ laced covered skin, or move his legs up so his thighs were pressing against both sides of the other boys belly, earning a soft huff or grunt from Louis as more pressure was added to his already packed tight stomach.
By the time the boys got to the last cookie, Louis was finally ready to call it.
“Last one baby, I’m so proud of you, look at how good you did.” Harry said as he raised the final pepper cookie to Louis’ lips.
“Thank god” Louis said softly as he took the cookie in his mouth, chewing it slowly before swallowing. He brought his hands up and rested them on top of his belly that was now swollen and firm, 30 or so cookies stuffed inside of him.
“How does my baby boy feel? Hmm? Your belly feels,” Harry pressed down softly, “a little tight, you must be uncomfortable.” He pressed a soft kiss to Louis’ lips, earning a soft smile and Louis’ huffing out a breath once their lips were parted.
“shame I don’t wanna move right now cause I really, really want you to fuck me Harry.” Louis’ eyes were dark when he opened them, his left hand trailing as far as he could to find his cock, but his swollen belly was in the way of him reaching it.
“Mmmmm, I can fix that baby, you just relax for a few minutes okay. Look at you, my big beautiful husband. This belly is just,” Harry pulled the tie on the other side that had miraculously not come undone, “so precious, don’t you think? Remember when you used to be so small and thin, we never had this much fun.” Harry then untied the halter holding the bodysuit up around Louis’ neck, pulling the fabric down. “You always have been handsome but this? This is so…..sexy.” Harry’s mouth was basically watering as he finally got his hands on Louis’ soft, stretched skin. Stretch marks were subtly visible sitting along Louis’ plush hips from the weight he had gained so quickly months ago, something Harry took a lot of pride in.
“Harrrryyyyyyy” Louis whined as Harry pressed a soft hand against Louis’ very hard cock. “Please I….I can’t.” Louis huffed out.
“Tell me about it, sweetheart, tell me all about it.” Harry egged him on as he pulled the body suit off of Louis, past his belly, his bum, dragging it down his legs and throwing it on the floor narrowly missing a candle or two. With his belly now free, Louis took as deep a breath as he could manage and ran his hands along his skin, Harry’s joining them by running up and down his soft sides.
“I am so lucky.” Harry said as he leaned down for an absolute bruising kiss with his very full boy. His thigh brushed against Louis’ dick, making the older boy moan into his mouth as the contact.
“Want me to take care of you? Know you can’t do it yourself, not right now with this in your way huh?” Harry teased, lightly smacking the side of Louis’ stomach.
“Stop. Teasing. I’m…..very hard and very full. Need you. now.” Louis huffed up before he went to nip at Harry’s lower lip.
Harry’s hand trailed down to Louis’ hard member earning another moan from the boy, he reached under the couch where he had stashed the bottle of lube for this scene in particular.
“Gonna take care of you baby, don’t worry.” Harry whispered as he spread the lube onto his palms, one hand softly tugging at his husband's dick and the other hand going to his rim. This was one of Harry’s favorite things, watching Louis absolutely lose it while stuffed to the brim. He knew Louis got some type of high from being stuffed, adding to that Harry pounding into him? Louis turned into a right mess as the joined sensations.
2 fingers in and Louis’ began squirming beginning for more, his own hands laying softly on his belly. “h..Harry, please, more.” Louis panted out, not sure whether to chase the feeling of Harry’s hand softly rubbing his dick or the now 3 fingers in his bum.
It continued on like this for a few minutes, Louis rubbing his own belly through the process to try and get some relief from the pressure packed in there, a soft whining echoing through the house as Harry gave him what he needed with his fingers.
“Harry, I’m ready, I’m ready now.” Louis grunted out, “get on with it please.”
“Okay baby, gonna be gentle, don’t wanna hurt you or your tummy.” Harry pressed a kiss to the stretched skin before him, Louis now laying flat on the couch as his belly rounded out like a mountain of sorts on top of the older boy.
Harry slowly entered Louis, inch by inch, Louis was right gagging for him to bottom out as fast as he could and knew Harry was only being gentle, but he needed this as bad as he needed to be stuffed. There was something about being controlled in such a way by Harry that couldn’t compare to anything else.
“Harry.” Louis said, eyes shut tight when his husband finally bottomed out, “fucking move.”
At that Harry began his venture of picking up pace as he moved in and out of Louis, trying to be as gentle as possible considering Louis’ state. Every time Harry would jostle the blue eyed boy's belly, Louis would whine a little more at the feeling, grabbing at his belly to steady himself. That and him panting from not doing any of the work besides taking him so well was making Harry feel hot all over.
“Harry I, I’m gonna come…..please, pleasepleasepleaseplease can I come.” Louis’ voice raised higher and higher with each please rushed out of him, his back arching for what it could with the weight of his stomach holding him down.
Harry laid a hand on Louis’ belly as his other hand gripped onto the arm rest for more support as he thrust in harder, making sure he kept contact on his boys prostate.
“Of course baby boy, come whenever you can.” Harry said before a particularly hard thrust in as he watched Louis’ eyes roll back in pleasure as his orgasm crashed into him.
“HARRY, I fuckingcantbelievei” Louis’ jumbled swear words were shouted through the house as Harry worked Louis’ through his orgasm, chasing his own release. It wasn’t hard when he watched Louis reach down and grip his own belly with two hands as he panted and squirmed under him from the pleasure, Harry’s orgasm rushed through him upon seeing the sight.
Making sure he didn’t fall on top of the stuffed boy underneath him, he collapsed to the side of Louis, a panting mess himself after the show he had just watched his husband put on.
“Louis you….” Harry reached his hand over to turn Louis’ mouth to his, kissing him, “are so hot what the fuck.” He finished as he rested a hand on top of Louis’ belly, drawing soft circles with his fingers.
“Yeah, but” Louis went in for another kiss, sighing into the younger boy's mouth when he caught his tongue, “you, you’re so beautiful Harry. How did I get so lucky all those years ago.”
Both boys laid there for what felt like forever wrapped in each other’s arms sharing lazy kisses waiting for their heart rates to return to normal. Harry loved the feeling of Louis’ belly pressed up against his own, the blue eyed boys head tucked under his chin as he raked his fingers through the chestnut hair.
Chubby Fred Applegate was busiest on TV in the 1980s & 1990s. His first TV appearance was on an episode of Remington Steele in 1984. He made 15 appearances in Newhart in seasons 4 and 5 as the sarcastic director of fictitious local program Vermont Today, hosted by Bob Newhart’s Dick Louden. He made 13 appearances in season 5 of Nine to Five as one of the bosses. He made several appearances in Night Court & Growing Pains. And was a regular in 3 failed sitcoms, FM in 1989 with Robert Hays and Patricia Richardson, Woops! in 1992 and Life...And Stuff with Pam Dawber in 1997. Since then he has mostly appeared in Theatre.
Wensley Pithey. Wensley Pithey was born in South Africa and came to England after the war in 1947. He was used as an authority figure in Crime Dramas in the 1960s, often playing Chief Inspectors, SuperIntendents, Detective Sergeants and Politicians.
Patrick Newell (1 of 2). Patrick Newell is mostly known for his role as John Steed’s superior, Mother in The Avengers series. He once famously said that “he has a weight problem- the more he diets, the less work he gets.” The above stills are from before The Avengers. #1 and #3 are from the film Unearthly Stranger, #2 is from episode 21 of Interpol Calling, #4 is from a teleplay of the Dickens Novel, Mr. Pickwick, Nos 5-7 are from The Alphabet Murders with Robert Morley and Nos 8-10 are from Secret Agent, episode #8.
