By the end of dinner Anthony and Jared’s thighs were in full contact underneath the table. This was partially due to the sheer space the two fatties took up, exacerbated by the mountains of grub they had stuffed down their throat, but also due to the fact that the roommates were itching to get back into one another’s pants.
The entire table, including Brad, had consumed an inordinate amount of food and beer. The waiter was shocked by the unbridled gluttony of so many gay men, but also delighted by the hefty tip he was sure to receive. Overall, the meal lasted two and a half hours and by the time they paid the check each man was excruciatingly full. They joked about how they were unsure if they could even stand up, let alone walk out of the restaurant. Anthony, Jared, and Hyun, had each begun to sweat and were in desperate need of a Tums to settle their aching stomachs and acid reflux. It struck Jared that piling into a tiny Uber would be absolute torture, so he and the boys decide to order an SUV. Better safe than sorry.
When the Uber arrived they struggled out of the booth and waddled to the curb. Jared was so full that he had to stop midway and catch his breath before continuing to the car with the rest of his mates. Once they all were piled inside, the car wreaked of the sweaty engorged men’s body odor. The smell filled the cabin, and although the driver was probably disgusted, all four men were getting hornier by the second. The route back to their apartment required the Uber to climb an excessively steep hill and it became apparent the vehicle was ill-equipped to haul such a heavy load. The pace of the car slowed considerably and it was obvious the driver had to floor it just to keep a reasonable speed.
Brad sprung a dripping boner watching the engorged fatties recline in discomfort in the SUV, their blubber jiggling with every bump of the car. He reached over and caressed Anthony’s belly to ease his pain. The muscled bear let out a soft sigh of approval and muttered “don’t stop.” Brad’s other hand slipped under Anthony’s shorts to massage his sweaty cock for moment. In the back, Hyun and Jared sat without seat belts for they couldn’t muster the effort to force them to lock. Hyun would occasionally burp or fart if they hit a particularly nasty bump. Jared attempted to kiss or cuddle his boyfriend on three occasions but each time couldn’t manage such a physically exhausting feat. It felt as if his wobbling stomach encompassed his whole body and was pinning him down. When they finally arrived home the four men were excited to lay down but also incredibly aroused.
“C’mon fatties,” Brad gleefully exclaimed upon their arrival, “let’s at least get you boys to the couch.”
The three chubs let out a thunderous moan in unison at this proposition. Regardless, they had no choice but to vacate the Uber. Anthony was the first out and felt instantly invigorated by the fresh cold air of the outside world. He lumbered inside, grabbed a beer and cracked it on the couch. Hyun was out next, but the struggle of escaping from the back seat caused a slight tear in the crotch of his jeans. He plopped on the couch next to Anthony, who had turned on Netflix. Jared experienced quite a bit of difficulty excavating himself from the car. His newfound girth made any such situation difficult, but it didn’t help that he was stuffed to the gills. Every lurch made the contents of his stomach sway and gurgle, threatening to explode back out the way they came. At last he made it inside the house and waddled over to the couch. Unfortunately, Hyun and Anthony left little room for Jared’s massive form, so, exasperated, Jared laid flat on the ground.
Brad appeared with three glasses of alka seltzer, “oh no boys, looks like we outgrew the living room. How ‘bout this, we move up to Anthony’s bed, he has a King.”
“We have a bedroom too, ya know,” grunted Hyun.
“Do you have a screen projector, alka seltzer, and a doting twink in there too?” Queried Brad.
“Let’s go,” said Anthony and belched thunderously. I need some cuddles.
The Italian bear hoisted himself from the couch, grabbed another beer, and headed for the stairs.
“Fuck,” muttered Hyun, “the stairs.” He turned to Jared, “Babe, get up... let’s go lay down on a real bed.”
“I honestly don’t know if I can get up,” Jared muttered through labored breathing.
Hyun attempted to help Jared up, further tearing his pants in the process, but he wasn’t of much assistance considering he could barely bend over himself. After two attempts of trying to sit up at the waist, Jared realized his belly was just too mountainous and rolled over on his side. Finally with the help of both Hyun and Brad, the fatty finally got onto his feet. His next obstacle: the stairs.
Several months passed and the roommates had drifted apart, sexually at least. Anthony had begun dating Brad exclusively. They hadn’t made anything official, but they were practically boyfriends. Brad was spending the night multiple times a week and Anthony was blowing all his spare change on the young twink. Jared had become insanely jealous of the couple, and began bringing Hyun around the house in retaliation. Anthony definitely took notice of Hyun’s presence, and was not a fan, but he tried to stay satisfied with Brad’s tight little ass.
Jared also noticed that Anthony was back piling on weight at an unheard of speed, which only intensified his jealousy. Unbeknownst to anyone, Brad was a secret feeder with a track record for fattening up former straight jocks. Anthony wasn’t aware of this fact, and was falling prey to Brad’s subtle, but constant, encouragement. He packed on a sizable thirty pounds or so since meeting the small encourager, which left him with a round and protruding beach ball of a gut. Strangely, Anthony found himself enjoying the experience of being a man with a belly. He felt more powerful and in control with this new stature, moreso than he had felt since moving in with Jared. Although, all that new bulk did take some getting used to. The extra curvature was constantly bumping into objects, knocking things over, and getting wedged between tables. Anthony felt like a bull in a china shop twenty-four-seven.
Jared had also grown exponentially, more than Anthony in fact. With Hyun’s help he had ballooned to 355 and was shooting for 400 by the end of the year. His weight was now the primary gossip of the office, with numerous people reaching out to see if he was okay. The fact that he intentionally wore clothes that were a size too small didn’t help things much. Contrary to popular belief, Jared was doing fantastic, besides the chub rub and inability to tie his shoes. He did dislike having to remove the arms on his desk chair and the fact that he sweated constantly regardless of the temperature, but these were also erotic reminders of his ballooning body.
Hyun grew alongside Jared. His former fat-all-over shape finally gave way to a solid protruding belly in the last fifteen to twenty pounds. The couple had given up on anal penetration altogether as both their cocks were engulfed in so much dough that they couldn’t reach the inside of a ass, especially an ass as caked in fat as they each had. They also lost the stamina to thrust for long periods of time. So their sex life now consisted of fucking each other’s bellies or thighs, sometimes with some butt plugs involved. Both men were living their sexual fantasy, experimenting with force feeding, food fucking, and bondage. They were having a great time, but Jared still had his eye on Anthony’s swelling midsection.
One evening Jared and Hyun arrived home after one of their weekly “double dinners,” which meant they had gone to two different restaurants in a row. They were full and horny when they arrived, but Jared diverted them from the bedroom when he saw what was going on in the kitchen.
“Look at my boy cooking me up something delicious in nothing but his skivvies,” Anthony cooed into Brad’s ear as the twink’s bony body slaved over a stove. “Smells delicious.”
Jared’s blood began to boil. Anxiously, he persuaded Hyun to watch a show in the living room before bed. As they watched, Jared’s attention was fully directed towards Anthony and Brad. He detested hearing them flirt, smack each others asses, and whisper sweet nothings. In a desperate ploy he began to make out with Hyun loudly and sloppily. From the corner of his eye he could see Anthony steal jealous glances of the frisky fatties. The make out session got steamier as the boys began to fondle one another’s bellies and booties. The couple sprung stiff boners that barely poked out between their gargantuan thighs. In response, Anthony lumbered towards Brad and slid a finger down the twink’s underwear and into his hole. Brad jumped a bit from the sudden insertion then leaned over for a passionate kiss. Jared let out a deliberated moan in response to this action. Anthony pulled out his finger and licked it before dipping it in the sauce Brad was preparing.
“Mmm this tastes great, Bradley. You’re getting me fat you know that?”
“Let’s go upstairs,” Jared whispered sternly to Hyun.
Jared began to fuck Hyun’s thighs as hard as he could, causing the bed to slam against the wall. He made sure his grunting and sex talk was at maximum volume. Downstairs, Anthony and Brad could hear the bed slamming and the floor creaking as though it was about to cave in. In an effort to elicit more noise from Hyun, Jared popped a butt plug into his ass. This was a great success and soon both men were lost in ecstasy, no longer concerned with what was happening downstairs. Their buttery bodies clapped together rigorously for about half an hour before Hyun couldn’t hold back any longer and he yelled “oh fuck” as his load shot against the wall. Jared came soon after.
Downstairs, Anthony and Brad had gotten turned on listening to the tubby men above them slapping their flesh around. Anthony vigorously pushed Brad’s slender frame against the wall, pressing his own distended muscle gut onto the twink. They made out passionately as Brad locked his legs around Anthony’s midsection and was pinned to the wall by the girth of his partner. Anthony carried his boy to the dining table and laid him flat on his back. He tore off Brad’s underwear and inserted his girthy cock. He thrusted in and out of Brad’s tiny ass, his swollen belly stimulating the twink’s cock with each thrust.
Upstairs, Jared and Hyun showered and clothed themselves. Still jealous and curious of what his roommate was up to, Jared tip toed down the stairs. He was greeted by the image of Brad’s lithe body covered in come as Anthony pounded away, his sweaty burly body glistening under the kitchen light. All the blood rushed to Jared’s face.
After a month, Jared and Anthony settled into life as roommates. Anthony worked two jobs so he was out of the house a lot, which Jared liked. His primary job was as a swim instructor at a local gym, and at nights he was a bicycle delivery boy for a local sandwich place. Anthony typically got home around ten, which gave Jared four to five hours to come home and stuff his belly full of food. There wasn’t much use in Jared hiding his gluttonous behavior because he had to keep a surplus of fattening foods in the house. However, he tried not to pig out too frequently in front of Anthony, mostly because he had picked up on some judgmental vibes.
On more than one occasion Anthony had come home to Jared polishing off a large pizza at 10pm. The first time this happened Anthony seemed genuinely shocked and made a friendly joke about loving pizza himself. The next few times he was not as kind. Anthony would look Jared up and down with a disapproving stare and utter something like, “gotta watch those empty calories man.” This was precisely what Jared had been afraid of when he allowed Anthony to move in. The criticisms were certainly not helping his self-esteem, but he knew in his heart, and stomach, that he wanted the extra chub. Plus, Jared was making great progress with his gains.
He wasn’t exactly counting calories, but was keeping a rough estimate in his head. His goal was about 3500 a day, which was often exceeded. Jared was beginning to notice that his work clothes weren’t fitting as they used to. In particular, his thighs were putting an incredible strain on the seams of his pants. He also began to notice a slight roll on the back of his neck as well as a healthier double chin, both of which would sweat profusely. These were entirely new sensations for Jared and they kept him almost constantly aroused.
It had been a month since Anthony moved in and Jared hadn’t stepped on the scale once. He found that checking his weight too frequently made for less impressive results compared to waiting for longer periods of time. But, the time had come for him to weigh in. It was early morning and Jared was completely naked with an empty stomach. He took a breath and stepped on the scale. The numbers quickly shot up to 209 pounds. He had gained nine pounds in a month! This was good news and left Jared lusting for an expansive breakfast. He decided he could be late to work today and hopped over to the corner store for some ingredients.
When he got home Anthony was still asleep, so Jared tried his best to keep quiet. He whipped up an expansive spread of chocolate chip blueberry pancakes, eggs and bacon, and chocolate milk. There was more on table than Jared could eat and he planned on offering the rest to Anthony. Jared sat down and dug in. He smothered his pancakes in butter, powdered sugar, and maple syrup. The taste of butter lingered in his mouth as he bit into crispy bacon that left his lips greasy. He plowed through the meal faster than he expected and was leaning back in his chair when Anthony entered the room.
“Oh good morning,” Jared said. “I uh,” he tried to discreetly belch, “made extra for you.”
“Jesus Christ,” muttered Anthony. “I… I just can’t keep my mouth shut any more man. I’m sorry but you’re chubbing out hardcore and its no surprise given the way you eat.”
“Excuse me?” Jared could feel his face turning red.
“You’re just really not doing any favors for your health. Pizza, ice cream, fried foods… all this stuff,” he motioned towards the pancakes, “it’s gonna take a toll on you. I mean, I hate to be the one to say this but it already has. You must’ve put on at least ten pounds this month alone.”
“I really don’t think it’s your place to comment on my diet. At all. In fact I think you’re way off base.”
“I went to college for this, I know the effects that unhealthy food can have on your body.”
“Maybe you can regurgitate facts about health, but it’s abundantly clear you don’t even have a cursory understanding of the psychological impact your words can have on a person.”
“Look I’m-“
“I’m not finished. I’ll have you know that I am not unhappy, I enjoy my curves, and so do plenty of other people.”
“I’m sorry man… I guess I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“No, you shouldn’t’ve. I’m gonna get my fat ass off to work now. But please, enjoy some of this gross fattening food because god knows you’d look better with a pound or two on those bones.”
Jared gathered his things and left the house. Anthony did in fact have some of the food that Jared had left, but he barely made a dent. Jared was shocked at Anthony’s display, but to his surprise he didn’t feel much in the way of embarrassment. He was happy with his body, and as far as he was concerned Anthony was a superficial fool.
Lunch rolled around and Jared realized that in the heat of the moment he had left his gargantuan bowl of pasta in the fridge at home. This only meant one thing- he would have to get Chinese take-out for lunch. In an act of indignance towards that morning’s events, he ordered an immense amount of food, so much so that there were leftovers. For the rest of the work day Jared grazed on chow mein and dumplings at his desk. The second his stomach was no longer uncomfortably full, he’d pop some more food into his mouth. By the time he got home he felt like a float in the Macy’s Day Parade. He walked into his apartment dehydrated, sleepy, and ready for his bed. Anthony sat waiting in the living room.
“Hey, I really wanted to apologize for what I said this morning. It wasn’t my place. I’m so fixated on exercise and diet all the time that I assume everyone else is too. I was judgmental. And that’s not cool. Whatever you wanna do with your body is your decision.”
“Thank you,” replied Jared. “That was a great apology. No hard feelings.”
“Well, as a token of my remorse, I got us some pizza and beer. Up for some Netflix and chill?”
Anthony was so full that for once pizza didn’t sound too appealing. He took a deep breath, swallowed, and said: “Let’s dig in.”
Jared could hardly breathe with his face buried in Tim’s supple ass. A sound that wasn’t quite a grunt but also wasn’t a growl emanated from his mouth as Brent wrapped his lips around Jared’s cock. This was the first time Jared had been in a threesome with two bears and it felt like he’d been transported inside the best porn he’d ever seen. The bedroom was so hot that the windows were steaming up and the smell of sweat and musk permeated every corner. If his face wasn’t plastered against skin, all he saw was a blur of jiggling, hairy, body parts glistening with sweat. The three had been at it for over an hour. They’d all fucked each other multiple times and were lazily rolling around the bed until someone’s mouth made contact with a body part. Empty bags of chips, candy wrappers, and a can of whipped cream lay strewn around the bed. By the time they all came, the three chubs were completely beat. This was the most exercise they’d gotten in ages.
Jared kissed the boys goodbye and returned to his empty apartment. It had been lonely since his ex moved out, but the worst part was paying twice the rent. Jared had interviewed about a dozen potential roommates but was far too picky. He got by for about two months, but rent was due in a couple days and he simply didn’t have the funds to continue being so selective. He needed to find someone, anyone, as soon as possible.
Jared plopped down on the couch and let out an exasperated sigh. He down at his bloated belly and gave it jiggle. At 29, Jared clocked in at about 6 feet tall and 200 pounds. In the last two years he’d put on a solid 35 pounds and loved it. He’d always been an avid encourager but struggled to put on weight himself, until recently. Once he got into his late twenties his metabolism seemed to stop dead in it’s tracks and the numbers on the scale steadily rose. It also helped that his ex was an encourager who, despite being callous in love, was quite generous when it came to food. Jared now relished the way his old shirts were beginning to cling to his belly, and this encouraged him to chow down even more. A few moments after hitting the couch, he stripped off his clothes, smoked a bowl, and devoured a box of Girl Scout cookies before falling asleep for the night.
Jared awoke groggy, disoriented, and sticky with food and come. He looked at his phone and saw an email. Someone had responded to his ad for a roomie. The guy introduced himself as Anthony in the email, a “fit and busy straight guy” who was looking for a cheap room. This was by no means Jared’s ideal roommate, but he agreed to show him the place out of desperation. He hopped in the shower, cleaned up the house, and downed three frozen breakfast burritos drowned in cheese, salsa, and sour cream. Jared sat full and content on the couch when the doorbell rang.
“Anthony, nice to meet you,” said the man, and Jared let him inside.
They did a tour of the house and discussed each other’s schedules and living habits. Anthony was friendly and Jared felt comfortable enough around him. When asked how he felt about living with a gay man, Anthony was very receptive, even sharing that he’d slept with a few men in college. Altogether, he seemed like an OK match. The only thing troubling Jared was the potential for Anthony to be judgmental towards Jared’s eating habits. Anthony was clearly very toned, tan, and athletic. He held two jobs, one as a swim instructor at a local gym, and the other as a bicycle delivery boy. He had a noticeable farmers tan from his bicycle job, along with mountainous thigh muscles. Jared assumed he was of Italian decent given his last name and thick body hair. Jared’s mind was racing. Anthony definitely wasn’t the ideal candidate, but no one really was. And who cares if he ends up being a judgmental prick? Jared can always kick him out.
“Well,” Jared said, “the room is yours if you want it. I need someone to start paying tomorrow.”
“Deal,” said Anthony.
The two men signed all the necessary paperwork that evening. Once everything was squared away they decided to grab some drinks to celebrate and get to know one another better. They went to the nearest dive bar and ordered a pitcher.
They started out discussing work. Anthony had a bachelor’s in physical education and was very passionate on the topic. At times, Jared felt self-conscious. Here was this fit, attractive, man discussing the importance of healthy eating habits for children, while Jared’s belly was becoming more swollen with each sip of beer. It just so happened that he was wearing his smallest pair of jeans too. As Anthony droned on, all Jared could think about was getting home and unbuttoning his pants. At last, they stood up and walked to another bar, providing temporary relief to Jared’s waistband.
They ordered another pitcher and Anthony inquired about Jared’s line of work. Jared worked at an agency that provided marketing solutions to food companies. It was a typical 9-5 job, and Jared primarily did administrative tasks. The biggest perk of working there was that clients would frequently send in free food for the firm.
As the night progressed they covered a variety of topics. Eventually the second pitcher was gone and both men were drunk, Anthony more so. Jared was intensely bloated and uncomfortable. With every move he was afraid the button on his pants was going to shoot across the room. He let out a belch that greatly alleviated the pressure.
“I don’t know about you,” Jared said, “but I could use some food.”
“I know of a Greek cart not too far from here,” Anthony suggested.
Jared had something more like Wendy’s in mind, but he agreed to the Greek place.
Hi everyone, sorry for the massive delay, but I’m ready to start sharing what I’ve been working on! ‘Full House’ is a whopping nine chapters of unbridled gluttony and gaining. I can’t seem to quit these characters so it may end up being even longer. The first chapter is coming next week, read the synopsis below.
Jared is a certified chub whose been relishing the gains accompanying his new office job and live-in feeder boyfriend. However, when said boyfriend mysteriously disappears Jared is forced to find a roommate in order to make rent. Out of desperation, he moves in a jock with washboard abs and a career in physical education. Will these two opposites be able to share the same roof? Or will something have to give?
After Jared walked in on Anthony fucking Brad on the kitchen table, the two roommates avoided each other for nearly five months. They would speak occasionally, but only in regard to necessities like bills and repairs. A jealousy between the men ran so deep it was threatening to erase their bond forever. A result of the unspoken falling out was that each of them dove headfirst into their respective relationships. Each couple grew more intimate until Jared and Anthony were almost no longer distracted by one another.
In the months that passed Anthony put on another twenty pounds of muscle and fat. He developed the look of a softened Italian mobster. His ball gut prominently protruded underneath skintight polo shirts. With Brad’s encouragement he learned to sport his rounded body with pride. He got some new tattoos on his biceps and a slick new haircut that left him looking like a bonafide leather daddy whenever he entered a gay club. Of course, Brad was delighted with his man’s gains and loved being the thin trophy wife hanging off the ripped biceps of a total dom top. Not surprisingly, Anthony had become much lazier due to the weight gain and no longer even bothered with cardio at the gym. This resulted in a loss of stamina in the bedroom as well. It became routine for Anthony to lay on his back, gut and and dick pointing skyward, as Brad rode Anthony like a cowboy. Brad loved how his cock would grind into his man’s firm belly as he bounced up and down, all the while Anthony’s face growing redder and redder with macho grunts bellowing after each thrust.
Per usual, Jared and Hyun grew fatter at an even faster pace than their counterparts. Hyun was built like the marshmallow man, his skin as smooth and soft as the sugary dessert. The parts of his body that had any bit of length were now obscured; his neck, fingers, ankles, and cock all disappeared under an immense layer of soft puffy fat. Jared was the fastest growing of them all. He achieved his year-end goal of 400 pounds and was now pushing for 420. He finally reached the point where coworkers stopped gossiping as they had acclimated to his existence as a fat guy. He was enjoying the gains to the utmost extent, taking pride in every stretch mark that traversed his curvy body. His belly was now so prodigious that it drooped between his tree trunk thighs when he sat down. Like most men his size, he learned that suspenders were preferable to belts. If he did wear a belt, the buckle was shifted to the side as to not irritate his underbelly. He discovered that the two most irritating parts of being a big guy was the chub rub and heartburn. Hyun, however, made sure to treat these issues with the love and attention of a devoted encourager. Jared’s expanded appetite also meant he had to cut back on his spending as he was now eating constantly throughout the day. He and Hyun quickly learned that buffets were the way to go for men their size. They would go several times a week and spend hours waddling back and forth to their booth with a mountain of food on their plates.
Jared was also becoming increasingly tired of the split level apartment. He and Hyun struggled to climb the stairs now, and it was pure torture if they forgot a cell phone in the bedroom and had to rush up the landing before work. Moreover, the already-warped wood floor was beginning to moan with every step, making late night snacks and fucking an especially noisy affair. The couple had spoken of finding their own place, but in the back of Jared’s mind he didn’t want to lose out on witnessing Anthony’s gains.
All four men were now aware of the jealous feud between the two roommates and Brad was becoming increasingly set on mending the divide. This was partially out of his own attraction to Jared and Hyun, but also so that Anthony could have his friend back. One day he bit the bullet and started a group text with the four men suggesting they all go out to a fancy steak house. To his surprise, everyone agreed with no squabbling.
That night, they all met at the apartment and called an uber. To everyone’s chagrin, their driver arove in a Prius, forcing the foursome of hefty men inside the tiny cabin. Much to Brad’s pleasure he had the honor of taking the middle seat, squeezed in between Anthony and Jared. The men’s rubbery love handles and meaty arms encapsulated the twink on both sides causing him to pop a boner.
They arrived and were seated at a large booth. The conversation was awkward at first and consisted of small talk oriented around how many and which appetizers they were to order. They decided to start with only two and a pitcher of beer and see where it went from there. Not surprisingly, the whole spread disappeared quickly as the men were both starving and stuffing their face out of social anxiety. However, by the time they started on the second pitcher and ordered their main course, things were beginning to loosen up.
Anthony and Jared sat in the middle of the booth with their partners flanking them, and it wasn’t long before the roommates were joking and jabbing one another like old times. It was becoming increasingly apparent that their mutual attraction had not fizzled after all these months. A spark was beginning to reignite between Anthony and Jared, and their partners looked on with jealousy and arousal. Midway through their main course the roommates thighs were in full contact, sending shocks of arousal up their tree trunk legs and through their thickening cocks. This was partially due to the simple fact the men had to increasingly spread their legs the more they filled up their tanks, their bellies pouring over their wastelines and obscuring their groins. Still, there was no denying they were enjoying it. Partially out of flirtation and partially due to the sheer space the two men took up, they began to have full thigh contact between them.
It didn’t take long before Anthony and Jared were official fuck buddies. At first Anthony was only comfortable with mutual masturbation and blowjobs, but after acclimating to the idea of sex with a man he began topping Jared. Strangely, sex didn’t change their relationship that much. Sure, the men had become closer and began to open up about personal issues and anxieties, but for the most part things stayed the same. They discussed their dynamic and that what they were doing was just sex and friendship, no strings attached. At first, Anthony continued to proclaim he was straight, but before long he accepted his status as a bisexual man.
Jared, on the other hand, couldn’t help but develop feelings for Anthony, but he kept them under wraps. He also ceased talking about Hyun around his roommate. Things were progressing nicely with Hyun, and Jared also had feelings for him. Plus, the weight was piling onincredibly quickly and easily now that he had a steady encourager. However, Jared never brought Hyun around the house or spoke his name. Some part of him secretly wished that he and Anthony would become a couple. He knew this was unlikely, and that Anthony would be repulsed by his gaining fetish, but Jared couldn’t let go of the idea.
After a few months, Anthony found a better job at a startup for a fitness app. The pay was much higher than his position at Jared’s office and he got to apply his knowledge of physical education. Still, it was an office job that left him with little time to go to the gym. Anthony didn’t mind this however, as he had begun to embrace life as a husky guy. However, he did start watching what he ate more often, as he didn’t want to get any fatter than he already was. But instead of spending time at the gym doing cardio, he focused on building muscle and getting beefier.
Anthony also began to accept his identity as a queer man. He realized that sex with Jared was just as enjoyable as sex with women, so why not embrace it? He didn’t want to exclusively bone Jared though, and wondered what it would be like to fuck a slim guy. One evening, he downloaded Grindr to test the waters and ended up having great success. He went out with a fit young guy who seemed completely amorous of his body. The sex was great and Anthony had a wonderful time, but the guy never texted him back after that night. After a few similar encounters, Anthony began to realize that gay men were not very reliable.
The roommates slowly began to drift apart after Anthony got his new job. Jared was beginning to feel completely massive as Hyun helped him get his weight up to 315. He now felt like his body was encased in jell-o that bounced, swayed, and rippled with even the slightest move. His belly now had a prominent overhang that T-shirts struggled to cover. His pants were constantly being pushed down from the excess weight, and belts would only irritate the tender flesh of his underbelly.
Hyun, had always been husky with a layer of fat coating his body, but since he began encouraging Jared he had also started looking like a serious fat guy. He no longer fit in most of his clothes and began wearing hoodies at all times to hide all the shirts that no longer covered his puffy midsection. His chubby yet muscular posterior stretched all of his pants to the max, even ripping some in the crotch and ass crack. When he walked, it looked like two fleshy melons were being smashed against one another.
Sex between the two men was increasingly difficult the more weight they gained. Plump fat pads and blubbery posteriors made penetration a juggling act. Because of this, they would often resort to mutual masturbation, but when penetration was in the cards they would have slow, sweaty, sensuous sex that would last for ages. This differed from Anthony’s animalistic jack-hammer style fucking that would cause Jared’s fat rolls to bounce and ripple like the tides of the ocean.
One evening, Jared arrived home after an extensive buffet meal with Hyun. He was stuffed and bloated to capacity, and struggled to sit or walk comfortably. Beads of sweat began to form on his forehead as he walked upstairs to his bedroom. He ran into Anthony and was surprised to see his roommate dressed in a skin tight polo showing off his biceps and beer gut.
“Where are you off to Mr. Cologne and Polo Shirt?” Jared asked.
“I got a date with a cute little twink named Brad.”
“Brad?” Jared asked incredulously.
“Yeah, we fucked the other night and I guess he wants more. I gotta say that delicious ass of yours got me trying out the fag life lately,” Anthony said while slapping Jared’s rear.
