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The @texan-renegade on tumblr has filled out spectacularly in the last year, a bear with beard and belly to match!

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Some side rolls 🥐

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The hike

Christian gets into his old ford pickup and exits the gates of the military base where he works. “Shit that was a long day” he says. “I CANNOT believe my leave finally starts, 2 whole weeks off!”

The year is 1993 and Christian is an officer in the Army stationed in Virginia. He’s been in ever since his family disowned him after he revealed he is attracted to men. Hoping to find a partner in the military, he applies to be an officer and possibly meet someone. After 3 years with the “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy, he can’t help but feel a bit hopeless as he can’t really meet anyone openly. With no family and no prospects of finding love he is just going through the motions, day by day.

It wasn’t just the lack of options that prevented Christian from getting him a date, in the last year or so his trim physique had started to soften up into a little beer belly. Late nights drowning his sorrows with beer and binge eating until he passed out started to take its toll on Christians waist line. Luckily the strict weight standards and forced exercise his job required kept him from plumping up too big.

Standing at 5’11”, Christian had an adorably cute face. Quick growing dark thick beard a military style hair cut with bright blue eyes. Very much an ex jock when he looked in the mirror with strong arms and a thick chest but still not body builder buff accompanied by a little patch of chest hair that ran down over his recently rounded out belly to his crotch. Thicker hairy legs and calves and an olive skin tone. Not ugly to say the least but definitely needed to get some cardio in to be “attractive.”

“Fuck, I have got to start getting in shape or my commands gonna have my ass.” “ I wonder if I can still fit into my combat uniform?” He says, as he slaps his gut and watches it bounce back to its round shape. “Maybe I should check out some of these nearby hiking trails and get some exercise.” Not having really any friends he decides to go it alone. The following day he maps out a moderate trail, gets his gear ready and his uniform on and drives about an hour into the country to meet the trail head. Without a parking lot he decides to drop the truck off at a nearby shopping center where he knows no one will bother towing it and walks the rest of the way to the trail.

He starts off eager to sweat and see some nature as the dirt path winds him deeper and deeper into the wooded Forrest. “Damn it is hot today” he says as he reaches for his canteen to replenish the trail map slips out if his backpack and lands on the ground. Christian hasn’t passed a single person which he actually loves and is about an hour into hiking. He reaches a fork and decides to go left noting he’ll be able to find his way back. Another hour goes by and a few more random turns on the trail later Christian decides to trace out where he’s been on the map. “Oh no, oh no, dammit” he says as he frantically searches for the lost map. “ dammit I knew I should have brought a spare or even a satellite phone.” He starts to panic and decides to try and retrace his steps.

Hours go by and the sun is setting, Christian is lost and is getting really worried. Luckily he can start a fire and find some cover for the night in an open area by some fallen trees. He sets up camp and hears his stomach growl, “ ugh I only have a few snacks, first thing in the morning I’m headed dead East to find someone to help me outa hear.”

Morning comes and his hunger deepens. After packing up his campsite he heads toward the sun and bushwacks his way for what seems like miles. “ I’m so so stupid, how could I let this happen, I should ha...” He hears something in the distance, all he can see are trees and sky. “ are those gunshots??” He says, worried. As he gets closer to the sounds he confirms someone is definitely shooting off a rifle, “maybe they’re hunters and they can help me out” he says. He gets his brighter article if clothing out, his red boxers, and waves it in the air to signal he’s no deer or squirrel as he heads closer to the sound. “ HELP, I’ve been lost out here for awhile can you help??” He screams toward the gunfire and it stops. He continues forward to find a small parcel of land, maybe a quarter acre cleared out in the forest and a vintage cabin. “ maybe it’s a vacation cabin for hunting” he says out loud and walks his way up to the front yard, red boxer briefs in hand. “ anyone around?? I’m lost and I could use some help!” From the back of the house comes a deep voice that barks out “ Who’s on my Fuckin property?” Christian screams out in a panic as he eased his way around the corner of the cabin “ please, I’m sorry to trespass but I got lost in the woods and I need to maybe use your phone?”

From around an older shed in the backside of the yard comes a shirtless beef cake of a man. Christians jaw drops as he gawks at the man before his eyes, wielding the rifle he heard earlier. His gawk turns to terror as the business end of the rifle turns its way to Christian and the question is repeated to him, “ I said, who the fuck is on my property?” The man screams in a thick country accent. “My name is Christian and I’m in the Army that’s why I’m dressed like this. Please I got lost hiking and I really need some help. I’m so sorry for trespassing. Please don’t hurt me.” He pleads. “Christian, my name is Billy and I really don’t like company on my land” the big country hunk says as he lowers his weapon. Standing at easily 6’4” and probably 250 pounds of pure manly beef, Christian can hardly believe his eyes. Billy is dirty blonde with a thick beard that’s trimmed up nicely on the neck. Wearing a pair of aged ripped up tight Levi’s and work boots he stares unknowingly at Christian. Under his handsome face sits a big beefy upper body with a dark farmers tan. His not so hairy chest leads down to a big plump beer gut that seems to suspend itself in mid air. The brown leather belt and buckle around his waist seem to stretch as they bow under his proper gut. Standing about 30 feet apart, Christian can’t stop staring at this big meaty man until he hears “ what the hell are you fixing your eyes on me like that for boy?” Christian’s responds, “I’m so sorry, I just wasn’t expecting to see someone like you living here, or.. never mind I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to startle you.” Billy smirks and starts to walk forward as Christian finishes his sentence, fearing he’s about to be killed by this country boy. Billy gets right up to Christian, looking him up and down to examine his new “guest” and says “you look like you been rollin in mud boy. How the hell did you find me and my land all the way out here in these woods? Never mind, I guess I can fix you up with some water and comfort to talk more about what we goin do with you now.”

Christians eyes go wide as he hears those words. Billy puts his arm around Christians shoulder and slightly forces him toward the front entrance of the older cabin. It looks as though it’s been well maintained considering there’s no driveway or telephone poles in site and all Christian can see as he enters is a large field adjacent to the back yard with several different kinds of crop and a large barn in the distance beyond that. The inside if the home smells like timber and baked bread and is definitely lacking in electronics. Wood burning stove and what looks like vintage furniture all around. As Christian takes in his surroundings he hears billy say“ why don’t you strip down outa those clothes so I can give um a wash and you can refreshen in the washroom toward the back of the house?” With a big menacing smile on his handsome face. “ umm.. I ugh.. I just really need to find my way back home man I-“ Christian is interrupted as billy screams “ ITS SIR IN MY HOUSE, you got me boy?” “ yes sir, I’m so sorry I’m a little uncomfortable I’m just going to go ple-“ as Christian gets up while speaking billy pounces to the door and deadbolts it with a key. Christian gulps hard and they lock eyes as billy says “ well you must be a city boy cause you got no manners now do you? Ya won’t let me wash you up, you won’t call me sir and now you wanna leave before I fill you u- I mean get you a meal? That is just a shame” billy laughs as finishes his rant. Christian is visibly shaken as sweat drips down his neck, he slowly back up and tries to make space between himself and billy but knows that if a fight erupts, he’s not winning. He chooses to stand down and continue pleading with billy to just point him in the right direction but billy, with his fingers rubbing his broad chin just paces the kitchen/ dining room area and seems to think about his next move. Christian finally stops pleading to be released and they lock eyes. Billy’s pale blue eyes look him up and down and he blurts out “ take off that jacket shirt thing covering your mid section.”

Ughhh.. o.. okay?” Christian blurts out as he uncomfortably removes his military cover jacket to reveal his normal uniform. “ now take off the other one too dammit!” Billy demands as he jumps forward at Christian. Christian quickly unbuttons the blouse to reveal his undershirt tucked into his pants. His slightly toned chest and nipples show their outlines through the shirt and as he fully removes his arms, Christians little beer gut spills out for billy to immediately glance at. Christian just stands awkwardly with his head down contemplating the idea of making a run for it. Billy breaks the silence, still shirtless and walk over to billy once again. Almost halfway across the room he orders “ well it looks like you’ve been eating well, Christian.” Billy says in a seductive voice as he closes the gap between the two. Billy reaches out his big weathered hand and pokes Christians gut then pinches it with his thumb in Christians belly button and his index finder under his fat roll directing Christian down onto the seat nearest the stove. Christian, sits reluctantly and cant help but stare into Billy’s round tanned gut which is directly in his face. Billy grabs Christians chin and forces his eyes toward his own. Billy takes a step back and grabs ahold of the belt buckle under his beer gut and unfastens it. Slowly pulling it out through the loops of his skin tight Levi’s. Christian notices the top two buttons are undone already and stares back at billy. “ in this house, we like to eat until we’re full and we ALWAYS finish what’s given to us.” Billy says as he starts to unbutton the rest of his fly buttons one by one. Reaching the last button revealing a thick bush surrounding a throbbing meaty cock, not too big but thick and dripping with pre cum. He pulls his pants half way down, grabs his cock with one hand and slaps his stomach with the other as he arches his back. Christian is aroused but worried and blurts out “ sir, that’s a bit to big for me to swall-“ Billy grabs the back of his head and shoves the cock down his throat. Christian gags but takes it as best as he can. Billy thrusts a few times and is so worked up that after a minute or two he clenches Christians hair with his hands and cums down his throat. “ omg I’m going to drown” Christian thinks has billy won’t let up. He swallows and swallows as fast as he can and finally is able to breathe only to feel half full from what felt like half a gallon of cum being forced into his gut. Billy pulls back, smiles and pulls his pants back up. Billy says calmly “ here’s the thing little guy, I like myself and my men with a healthy appetite and a round pot belly to show it. Now what I plan on doing to you is seeing how quickly I can get you to bust outa that uniform you seem to want to keep on so badly.” As he steps closer to the fearful Christian and places a gentle hand over his plump little gut “ now, I hope you’re hungry, strip down and wash up cause I got supper in the oven and I’ll cook up some extra sides just for you.”

Christian nods agreeably and strips naked to reveal his untrimmed ex jock body to billy. Billy licks his lips and says “ throw the clothes next to the wash room, I’ll take care of them tomorrow. Sit down after you wash up.” “ with what clothes?” Christian responds angrily. “ “none fat boy, I wanna see that belly get nice and plump while you eat.” Christian walks away to wash up thinking “ holy shit, how the fuck did I get into this situation? How do I get out? Why does he want to watch me fatten up? Why did that turn me on?”

“Suppers ready, get ya ass back out here boy.” Billy screams. Christian comes back cleaner than he was and sees a full ham, mashed potatoes, collard greens and gravy along with heaps of baked muffins. “ a-all this for me?” Christian asks nervously. Billy chuckles and says “ I gotta eat too, don’t be selfish.” They sit down and and Christian reluctantly starts to eat realizing he’s actually starving.

It’s pretty much dark again and billy, still with his pants unbuttoned leans back to rub his distended stomach for Christian to see. “ damn, I’m lookin like a pig these days wouldn’t you say Christian?” Christian, still working on his mound of food nods in agreement and feels his dick start to throb at the sight of this hunky man in front of him. Billy notices his stares, gets up and approaches the back of Christian as he eats noticing his boner. He pulls Christians chair out and gets down on his knees. Christian is in awe at the moment. Billy looks at Christian and says “ ya better keeping stuffing that food in as I do this aright?” Christian responds “ yessir” and continues to stuff himself with the country feast. Billy starts at the pecs and puffy nipples, sucking and licking them. Then goes to the small crease under them to tease Christian. He moves to Christians puffy love handles to lightly bite on them and pinch the other side with his fingers. Billy moves down to Christians now distended stomach and starts to tease him. All the while Christians cock is throbbing for attention. Billy continues to tongue his way down as Christian continues to stuff himself. Billy pushes his face into Christians crotch, smelling the musk from the mans loins and wraps his lips around Christians dick eventually deep throating him. Christian exhales in ecstasy as billy works him while pinching and massaging his bloated stomach. Christians finally finishes and cums but is only half way through dinner. Christian sits there amazed and a bit confused as billy gets up, picks up a handful of mashed potatoes and shoves it into Christians mouth. Christians eyes grow wide as he realizes he’s being force fed. He tries to fight billy off and another handful enters his mouth only to feel Billy’s gigantic hands wrap around his wrists and hold them down to continue fattening Christian up. He pleads as handful after handful are forced down his throat and his belly tightens with each swallow. “Fuck, sir I can’t eat much more I’m gonna pop.” Christians belts out inbetween handfuls as the plate in front of him empties. Billy smirks and starts to laugh, “ don’t worry boy, I guarantee you’ll finish all this under my watch, unharmed.” Christians braces for another handful as food scraps tumble down his softened belly, getting stuck in his chest hair and pubes as he is forced to eat and eat until the last bite finally makes its way down into his gorged stomach and his arms are released. “Fuuu-burp, I can bar- ely breathe, I’m so tired.” Billy pats Christians taught belly, lifts him up and carry’s him to a separate room in the house with an old cot and some spare old clothes on the floor. Billy places Christian down on the cot and leaves him to rest. He locks the door behind him and Christian quickly nods off from exhaustion.

The next morning Christians wakes up and finds billy leaning in the doorway. “slept in little guy, we still eat three meals a day no matter when you wake up.” Billy says. “Your uniform is washed. Breakfast is almost ready so get ya ass dressed.” He barks. Christian washes up and arrives at the table to find another massive spread. His military uniform is actually clean considering it was hand washed but he’s FAR from hungry. “ billy, sir, I’m sorry but I’m just so confused and kind of scared. The police and military are gonna come looking for me. I won’t say a word if you just let me go I promise.” Billy turns around, smiles and says “I don’t think they’re gonna recognize you after I’m done with you fat boy. Those pants are looking tighter already.” Cristian responds “sir, I don’t understand why you’re holding me hostage to fatten me up like this?” “ like I said I like my men with some extra meat on their bones, you just happened to have a head start.” Billy says as he walks over to Christian, forces him to sit and puts a heaping plate of food in front of him. “now eat up piggie.” Christian works on the hearty breakfast of mostly carbs and meats until he drops his arms in defeat. Billy sighs and approaches the back of Christians chair again. “I guess I’ll just have to make you eat then.” Billy says as he reaches into a kitchen drawer to retrieve a long rope. Christian panics and tries to get up only to be forcefully seated by Billy’s strong arms. Billy hog toes Christian to the back of the chair, picks up a thick slab of pork and shoves it into Christians mouth. “Ain’t gonna plump you up if you can’t even finish a meal properly.” Billy announces as he continues to bring food to Christians mouth. The rope wrapped around Christians mid section between his chest and stomach grows tighter as he is forced to eat what seems like a pound or two of breakfast food. When he’s done, billy unties his captive and sends him to the small room to rest.

The same routine continues for each meal, it seems Billy enjoys the feeding part so Christian is restrained for every meal and made to eat and eat until billy is satisfied. Sometimes its with clothes on but mostly without. Sometimes if its a lighter meal billy will play around and make Christian suck him off or the opposite. Christians room is small and he is only allowed to use the wash room to bathe and use the restroom when Billy is around so his physical movement is non existent. He tries to do pushups and pass the time with some small exercises but there’s no way to counter act the calories he’s being forced to consume daily. Day in and day out christian is force fed massive amounts of food with little physical activity and the weight is starting to pile on. His stomach is always being stretched bigger and bigger with every meal and it always looks packed full. He doesn’t know his weight anymore but he estimates a good 20 pounds has been added to him if not more. He can feel himself growing fatter by the day. Dinner is Christians favorite because after the stuffing he knows he will get a long break before breakfast and he can read and relax in bed with the stash of books he found in his room. As fucked up as the situation is, Christian starts to form a routine around his captivity. He asks billy if he has any more reading materials so pass the time and billy brings him a plethora of novels and readings from somewhere in the house. Christian knows his only chance of escape is if someone stumbles upon the cabin in search of him. “I should have told someone where I was going,” Christian says to himself as he wonders what will become of him. Christian sits alone most nights and the one thing he really misses is social interaction. “I need to start forming a bond with billy to win him over and maybe I can escape. He wants me to eat big and get fatter so ill just give in, I won’t fight back, ill win him over!” Christian thinks to himself.

The next morning Billy wakes unlocks the door to the small room and finds Christian awake already. He is half naked with his camo pants pulled up over his meatier thighs and looks at billy. “ You’ve really turned me into a hog sir, I’ve been wrestling with these buttons on my pants for a few minutes and I can’t seem to fasten them. My gut is too fat.” Christian says as he slaps both sides of his distended but less full stomach. His Belly giggles slightly in front of billy who’s awe stricken by the sight. “ Damn right, I have fattened you up nice” billy says. Christian can see he’s turning billy on instantly and he milks the occasion. “ so what’s for breakfast big guy?” Christian says as he rubs his belly in circles, enticing Billy. “ I like to see you so eager for a feeding pig, I cooked up a bunch of eggs and a fat slab of ham from the farm. Also got some of those muffins you seem to like so much.” Billy spits out with his southern draw. “Mhmm, well I’m ready to dig in” responds Christian slapping his belly once more for dramatic effect. The two men walk over to the table and Christian sits down with his pants still unfastened, his hairy stomach fills into his lap as he leans over to smell the food in front of him. “ smells delicious sir” Christian says. Before billy can even get the rope, Christian digs in and with force. He alternates between the eggs and the ham, taking a break every now again for milk and a bite of the muffins. “Guess you don’t need to be hog tied if your gonna eat like this, fat boy. If you keep this up your gonna be a porker in no time.” Billy says as he watches Christian devour the meal in front of him and starts to eat his own breakfast as well. Christian finishes quickly but he’s stuffed, his face is red and he’s flushed as all hell. His stomach has expanded a good few inches since he’s started and he leans back in his chair to stretch.

He slaps his round belly for Billy to see and says “ why do you want to fatten me up like this? Are you ever going to let me go?” Christians says as he continues to play with his protruding gut trying to break the ice and get some dialogue going with his captor. Billy looks at him for a moment and continues to eat. A few minutes go by and he says “ Listen fat boy, I’ve spent a lot of years here building this place for this kind of thing. You just happened to walk right on up to me. Seems like fate huh? As soon as I saw you undress me with your eyes I knew your cute ass was the one I wanted. Also I can’t have you runnin off telling anyone important that I’m back here.” Billy explains. “I’m sure you’re curious how long this is gonna go on for but I got BIG plans for you if you know what I mean.” Christian gulps hard and sits quietly. It’s not what Christian wanted to hear but now he knows this might be permanent. Maybe a case of Stockholm’s syndrome will kick in and make it more bearable he thinks. Billy finishes his own breakfast and allows Christian to wash up and use the bathroom. He is locked back in his room as billy goes back to tending the farm.

The days start to blend together as Christian is made to simply eat and get bigger. It has felt like weeks or maybe even a month or two have gone by but Christian has no idea. His once small beer belly has grown into a proper gut that pours into his lap whenever he sits upright almost covering up his cock. It’s round and firm rather then flabby because of the highly caloric, dense meals. His plump love handles wrap around his torso form a perfect ball of a gut that seems to grow wider by the day. The outline of a once relatively fit, athletic body can be seen where his hips are as the V shape is still present but now there is a big ball shaped stomach protruding outward just above. Stretch marks are forming around his armpits and waistline and even his thighs. Christians pecs have softened even more but his constant pushups and pull-ups in his small room along with his ridiculous diet have actually beefed him up around the chest and arms which billy encouraged.

Christian is allowed to shave his face with Billy’s straight razor under supervision and his now trimmed face shows off his fattened features surrounding his already handsome mug. His thighs and ass have gotten larger too as he sits around most of the day. Christian sometimes forgets what he even used to look like as he is stuffed like a pig day in and day out but his relationship with billy has started to turn into an oddly forced romantic affair. Billy refuses to get too close but he is affectionate and loving. “After all, he’s never tried to actually harm harm me” Christian says to himself.

One day as Christian is nearing the end of his room workout he hears the door slam harder than usual. Billy scrambled around outside Christians room and finally opens Christians door. “Just heard a radio message in the barn that they’re looking for a guy that matches your description.” Billy says somewhat frantically. “ I can’t have the law snooping around here and finding you all bound up in the kitchen getting stuffed so I’m going to start filling you up somewhere more secret.” He said with a dirty smirk across his face. “gonna have to fatten you up a little faster too so they don’t recognize ya if they find ya around here, huh?” Christians eyes grow wide as he hears those words. “ sir, I’ve done everything youve said. I’ve been eating on my own and obeying you. I can barely handle the food you serve me now though.” Christian pleads. Billy grabs Christian by the wrist and drags him into a room he’s never been in before. It’s the master of the house that has a huge bed in the center of the room with four big posts on each corner of the bedframe that extend to the ceiling. Billy forces Christian into the room. He goes to retrieve Christians old uniform and throws it at him. “ put it on and button it up fat boy.” Billy demands. “I want to see to it that you burst right out of that thing before I burn the evidence.” Christian stares at the uniform wondering how he’s even going to get the pants halfway up his legs and past his fattened ass. The buttons on the shirt might not even touch with how fat he’s become. “DID I STUTTER PIG? I said PUT THE DAMN UNIFORM ON!” “Ok ok I’ll try sir.” Christian responds.

He waddles his way into the pants and they look painted on. His thick backside and thighs are so much larger then they used to be that there is almost no room left in the pants. The outline of his cock can be seen clearly they’re so tight. He pulls the light green army issued undershirt over his head and yanks it down past his chest and over his round stomach. The fabric around his gut it so tight you can see Christians belly button indent perfectly. He tucks the undershirt into his unbuttoned pants and pulls the button end of the pants toward the button hole on the other end of the waistband. The gap between the two is about 2 inches from each other. Christian breaks a sweat to button the camo army trousers. “What happened to the soldier I met? Seems you put on some weight fat boy?” Billy says as he chuckles watching Christian struggle. After a few minutes Christian fastens the pants button. A sweat stain on his chest and under his pecs let’s billy know it was a endeavor. The pants look like they’re about to rip at the seams and the button is about to burst. Christian puts the button down matching army blouse over his head and wiggles his thickened arms into the holes. He tugs enough to get the shirt around him. Christians arms look beefy as they fill out the sleeves well. He looks down to start at the chest and works his way down, button by button. The first few arnt so bad but the chest is too small now. He reaches the button above the curve of belly and sucks in as hard as he can. He quickly fastens all the buttons, struggling with that second to last one but finishes the job. As Christian exhales he feels like a sausage in a casing. Billy stares in amazement has he takes in the sight. Billy’s force feedings have fattened Christian up, probably adding a good 40-50 pounds to his once ex jock frame at this point. His buttons all look like they’re about to take an eye out.

Christian feels defeated knowing this all started because he wanted to lose weight and got lost hiking in the woods only to find a man that would force feed him to look like he does now. Almost ironic. Billy exits the room sporting a massive hard on, pre cum dripping through his jeans. He returns with a few strands of rope and orders Christian face up on the bed. Christian slowly mounts the bed, trying not to tear through his skin tight uniform. Billy ties his victim up to the posts, limb by limb. He stares down at Christian who helplessly stares back wondering what will happen next. Billy smiles and says “ let’s see how much food we can fit in ya.” Christian knew there would be a feeding but as billy started to bring in plate after plate of carbs and meats and cheeses, Christians eyes grew wider. “He can’t possibly expect me to finish all of this, can he?” Christian thinks to himself. Billy finally brings in a big jug of milk and what looks like massive pumpkin pie. “Aright fat boy, where do you wanna start?” Billy says joyfully. Billy cuts some homemade bread in half and fills it with some homemade meat from the farm and cheeses. Christian gulps hard as he prepares to take the first bite of a sandwich that could feed 3 people. Billy holds the sandwich in front of Christians concerned face and forces his jaw open. “Eat up!” Billy teases as he forces Christian to chomp off a heaping first bite.

Christian swallows and another bite is waiting. Chew by chew, swallow by swallow, billy pushes the massive sandwich down Christians throat. Another sandwich follows and then another, each one getting harder to eat as the stuffing continues. Fresh rolls are shoved into Christians mouth every so often as he struggles to keep up. Billy is amped up by this feeding and Christians stomach starts to stretch but it doesn’t have much room to grow. His military blouse is stretching thin over his growing mid section as he’s forced to swallow more and more food. The holes grow wider between the buttons in the shirt revealing the undershirt he’s wearing as the last sandwich is presented to Christian. As Christians hands and feet are tied to the bed he starts to thrash around and turn his head to deny the food. Billy grabs his jaw and forces a bite into Christians mouth. He swallows a few bites and finally the 2 buttons burst off of the shirt and fly across the room. Christians distended belly surges forward as a sigh of relief escapes his mouth. “Fuckin finally, I thought I was never gonna get to see you undress for me” billy says in a teasing manner. The center or his belly is now bulging from the shirt and billy demands that Christian finish the sandwich. A few more reluctant bites go down and another 2 buttons, burst but with less dramatic effect, resting on his crotch area. “that’s a good pig, keep growing for me fat boy. I want to watch you shred these clothes.” Billy says as he slaps Christians belly and forces the rest of the sandwich into his mouth. Christian moans as he swallows the last bite. “Please sir, I can’t ... eat.. anymore. I’m gonna explode” he pleads.

Billy laughs and brings the jug of milk up to Christians lips. “Couldn’t catch what you said there piggy, drink up.” Billy demands as forces the spout of the milk jug into Christians mouth. The force of Billy pushing the container into his mouth creates a seal. Billy looks devilishly at his captive and slowing squeezes the jug, forcing the rich creamer into Christians mouth and down his throat. Christians arms reach for his face to instinctively shove the man off but again, he is bound like a hog. He thinks to himself “ fuck I’m going to drown, I need to breathe.” Billy lets off but keeps the container in place in Christians mouth. He breathes heavily out of his nostrils for a minute or two and as his breathe returns to normal, Billy slowly starts compressing the jug again. . Gulp by gulp, Christian feels his gut pushing its limits as the last bottom button bursts, revealing Christians round and fattened stomach covered by a painted on undershirt. Billy, sprouting a hard cock through his work jeans, gives Christians belly a soft rub as he examines his work. Christians gorged stomach heaves as he catches his breathe. Billy pokes and slaps his victims belly. “We’ve made some good progress I’d say” Billy says as he leans over and inspects the pants button that should give way any minute now. Christians expanding gut is nearly hanging all the way over his waistband now and the button can barely be seen. “Now we just gotta pop this last button and I think we will be alright. Ready for desert?” Billy says as he reaches for the pie. Christians wiggles and his belly does the same as he trys to free himself with no result. Billy pulls the undershirt over Christians chest to untuck it from his tight pants and waistband revealing a packed balloon. His hairy stomach is stretched tight and it’s glowing with taught skin. Christians belly button is even stretched out and less deep. Shiny red marks appear at the roundest part of his stomach showing just how wide he’s become during this stuffing. His love handles have the formations of stretch marks just from this feeding.

The waistbband of Christians pants folds under his gut as his fat mound spills over into his lap, love handle to love handle, forming a perfectly symmetrical fat boy. From above, Christian is sprawled out with a desperate look in his eyes as he feels himself expanding with no way to stop it. He wonders to himself how much more he can eat before he bursts or throws up. Billy kisses Christians soft pecs and licks the sweat thats dripping down his chest. “Fuck you taste good.” He says as he scoops a big spoonful of pie and holds it up to Christians mouth. Christian whimpers as billy forces the spoon past his lips and into his mouth. Billy puts his hand over Christians mouth and forces him to swallow with each new bite of pie. Christian holds the sweet dessert in his mouth for minutes trying to avoid a blow up. “Don’t worry fat boy, I’m patient. One way or another I’m going to pop that button of your pants,” Billy chuckles out. Christian looks down at his stretched belly and he can barely see his crotch anymore and swallows. Billy places a gentle hand on Christians stomach as he alternates between stuffing Christian with pie and forcing him to drink the fattening creamy milk. Billy feels Christians stomach gurgle and slightly expanding with each gulp or bite that he’s forcing into the helpless man.

A few minutes of this continue and the pie is not finished, a big fat spoon of pie is again presented to Christians lips as he pleads “no more, I’m gonna puke”, as his mouth opens billy shoves the spoonful in and “POP” goes the pants button holding together the two sides of his waistband. Christians belly accommodates the new space and pushes an inch or two forward. He let’s out a large moan and leans his head back. Billy, finally satisfied, stands up and takes in the full view as he chuckles. “God damn fat boy, I never thought I’d get to force feed such a handsome pig enough to burst outa their clothes!” Christian slowly chews the piece of pie as milk and sweat drip onto his meaty chest and he can’t even respond. His head lays back on the bed frame as his arms and legs are still bound. His undershirt is pulled over his pecs and his Blouse is missing every button besides the top one. His pants lay defeated as Christians big round hairy gut rises and falls with each labored breathe. Billy is impressed by his work and slowly approaches Christian’s feet to make his way onto the bed. “Now that those pants are undone I can get to your cock, I guess I’ll finish you off.” Billy whispers as he pulls Christians buttonless pants and underwear down to his thighs and start to kiss Christians hairy legs. Billy works his way up to Christians now rising cock and admires the incredible amount of food he’s forced Christian to eat. He smells Christians musk and sweat as he plays with his manhood. Billy starts off slowly, reaching his hands up to feel Christians gorged stomach and caress his body. He kisses the indent that the tight waistband of the pants has left on Christians underbelly. Billy teases Christians cock and slowly starts to insert it further down his throat until his nose is at the base of his Christians groin. Billy’s forehead rests on Christians bloated gut as he moves up and down, faster and faster. The extreme pain Christian feels in his stomach is now overshadowed by the affection Billy’s showing to his cock. He’s never had someone make him feel so good when they are sucking him off. It’s the best head he’s every felt.

Christian jolts as he climaxes and cums for what seems like an eternity. He looks down at his distended ball gut and see Billy rise, wiping his mouth with a giant smile on his face. “Fucking fat pig likes to get his dick sucked, consider that a treat for destroying your clothes.” Billy says as he gives Christians belly one last slap and walks out of the room. Christians eyes grow so heavy he immediately falls asleep and the day ends for him.

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Darren and Tucker (Part 2)

Climax

A week and a half went by. Darren kept it professional with Tucker and the two seemed to be back on track with joking around but an aura of sexual tension was building under the surface for them both. Darren couldn’t stop replaying the scenario over and over in his head. The way Tucker looked up at him as if there was a silent agreement of who was in control. Tuckers cock stiffening as Darren pushed the melted milkshake into his face, forcing him to finish the thick, calorie rich drink. Darren jerked off every night just cherishing every small detail about that day. He remembered the whimpers that Tucker let out as Darren told him to keep eating. It was too much for Darren to bring up now that the incident had ended. Tucker didn’t mention it either. It’s as if it was a secret they both experienced together but kept from each other at the same time.

Tucker met Darren one Friday morning in the gym at the usual time. His strong arms reached for the handle to the lifting area of the base gym and as he opened the door, Darren was benching what looked like 225lbs with ease.

Tucker smiled and said

T- “damn, look who’s the big guy now”

D- set his barbell on the rack and sat up to look at Tucker “I have some catching up to do if I’m competing with you” he laughed

T- “Wanna keep hitting chest today? Im good with it if you’re already started on it.”

D- “Sure”

The two men traded the bench back and forth until Darren was beat.

D- “ I gotta switch it up, Im going to do some decline sets. Will you spot me?”

T- “Sure”

Darien threw two 45 pound plats on the barbell, sat down and wrapped his ankled around the leg supports that stopped him from sliding head first on to the ground. He watched as Tucker slowly walked over toward him to spot. Darren loved the way Tucker developed a waddle these days, His thick thighs rubbed so much he had to sway side to side with each step. Tucker was wearing an oversized workout shirt. His pumped up chest and thick shoulders were still visible in the black pull over t shirt and his belly still pushed against the fabric enough to tell he was eating well. Tucker assumed the position over Darren. Darren pushed against the barbell and started his set.

“1..2...3...4..5..6.. come on you got this..7..8..9...10” Tucker yelled. Darren was focused on the fact that Tuckers meaty package was inches from his mouth. He could smell this big mans spunk. Even better, Tuckers belly was pushing against the shirt enough to show his thick hairy underbelly. Darren watched it giggle happily each time he yelled out a number for motivation.

D- “What is going on this weekend? Got any plans?” Darren said as he sat up from the decline bench.

T- “Not really, Its actually my birthday on Sunday so I think ill treat myself to a nice meal or something”

D- “WHAT??, Dude no way? Please let me buy you a drink tonight! I literally will not take no for an answer”

T- I didn’t want to mention it because I didn’t want you to feel obligated or throw me a dumb party or something.”

D- “you’re so annoying for keeping this from me. Hows that shitty bar across from base sound? We can start there and maybe get into something else or get dinner!”

T- “yeah! That sounds really great. Thanks”

The two finished up and got ready for work. Tucker finally received his new, bigger uniforms a few days after the button popping incident. He wore only his tucked in undershirt the days leading up to the arrival of the other uniforms. Darren loved watching him lean back and showing off his almost 60 pounds of gains in his tucked in, skin tight shirt. Tuckers round belly ate the bottom of his shirt and smothered his belt looped through the struggling pair of pants he probably fought to button.

They grabbed breakfast together and headed up stairs. “Lets get shit done and i’ll close the office early” said Darren excitedly.

“Sounds good!” Tucker replied.

They hustled through the day and even skipped lunch, “a gainer sin” Darien thought to himself as he looked over at Tucker typing away. 3pm came and Darren called it. “Aright let’s get out of here.” Wanna head home and get dressed? I have an extra pair of going out clothes in my car so i’ll just meet you at the bar.” Darren explained.

“We should probably eat first right?” Tucker asked.

“Oh.. oh yeah for sure” Darren responded and laughed. Lets get food there, its like dive bar food.”

“Sounds good, i’ll see you in like half an hour, I’m not far from base.” Tucker responded.

The two headed off and Darren arrived a the bar. A notification reading “Just left, be there in a few” lit up Darrens phone which lay face up on the old wooden bar. The saloon, called Murphy’s somehow resembled the same dive bar in ever city in America. Old USA pics all over the walls and the smell of stale beer filled the air. People started to trickle in as Darren ordered a beer for himself and two menus. Darren heard the saloon style doors slap open as he turned around to see Tucker in his iconic cowboy boots, a tight pair of Levi’s that hugged his thick legs, and a shirt that looks like it had shrunk in the washer a few pounds ago. To top it off, he had on a tan, leather cowboy hat with brown stitching that matched his boots. Darren couldn’t help but stare a little too long as he watched Tucker walk toward him. His heart fluttered a bit.

“Ohhhh he’s ready to go OUT” Darren screamed Tuckers way. Tucker smiled with his cute little bushy mustache and chronic 5 o’clock shadow and yelled back “damn right, let’s get lit!!”

Tucker sat down next to Darren and the whole bar shook just a bit. His weight made the chair under him creak ever so gently. “Lets eat and get a drink, shall we?” Darren said to tucker with a smile on his face. “Oh yeah I’m starving!!” Tucker emphasized.

Darren ordered a cheeseburger, fries and a side of wings to split if he was still hungry. Tucker ordered 2 Cheeseburgers with a large side of bacon cheese fries, mozzarella sticks, another order of wings and just to be safe a large basket of onion rings. The bartender looked round as he took the order to see if others were joining the two. They waited for the food to arrive, sipped beers and chatted to pass the time.

D- “So do you go home for birthdays ever? Where even is home?” Darren asked, realizing he never really got to know that side of Tucker.

T- “I’m from Southern Nebraska and I spent 24 miserable years there so I try not to go back unless absolutely necessary” Tucker said as he laughed a took a long sip of beer. The foam sticking to his mustache making Darren laugh and hand him a napkin.

D- “ I get that, any family still there?”

T- “yeah my dad and my two brothers still live there on our ranch, they herd cattle and such so its kind of a family business. The army was a great excuse to get out of that though. How about you, where are you from again?”

D- “Just south of Atlanta. I also lived with my dad and my sister. They both cut hair actually!” Darren said as he chuckled. “I like to go home for the holidays because it’s not too far and my dad is really great. You’d like him” Darren said accidentally which made him blush and turn toward the bar.

T- “I bet I would!” Tucker said sincerely.

The food took a while and another beer was drank in that time. When it finally arrived, both of them had an empty stomach buzz going and they both dug in quickly. Darren finished everything he ordered including the wings and Tucker destroyed his meal. He was halfway through the basket of onion rings, the last of his order, when he heard a familiar call from behind.

“Tuck??!!” Screamed a voice entering the bar.

“Dude, is that you?? Holy shit you got fat!!”

Tucker turned to face the familiar voice behind him. Barbecue sauce was smudged on his cheek from dipping the rings. His hands were greasy and his belly at its fattest state of the day, pushing proudly against the black pull over T-shirt he was wearing.

“Dude, office life has done a NUMBER on you!” The man said.

“Whats up Ricky?” Tucker asked unenthusiasticly as his face turned red and he quickly reached for napkin to wipe his hands.

“Dude, the guys are going to trip out when I tell them how fat you got. I cannot believe it. You’ve got some sauce on your face big boy” Chris said as he reached for Tuckers stomach. Darren watched as Ricky dug his bony fingers into Tuckers gorged stomach, making him heave a bit and turn even more red.

“Stop dude, what the fuck??” Tucker said in an angry defensive voice.

“Im just messing around man, you like you’ve been stuffing yourself for months non stop. Bet I can outrun you now!” Ricky said as he laughed and again attempted to poke at Tuckers belly.

Darren quickly grabbed the young mans hand and said “Enough, he said stop! Are you bad at listening or just dumb” He said in a very stern voice.

“Jeez dude, who the fuck is this guy??” Ricky said confidently to Tucker.

“Staff sergeant Branner. Whats your rank??” Darren replied quickly and with anger in his low voice.

“Ugh.. Im.. ugh, Specialist Inker.” Ricky replied as he realized he was disrespecting a higher ranking soldier and clearly wasn’t ready for the backlash.

“Infantry is it? I’ll have a talk with your Staff sergeant on Monday about your appearance and attitude off base. He should be able to clear that issue up for us really quick. In the mean time why don’t you move on and enjoy your weekend while you can.” Darren said sternly as he sat back down, turned and took a big swig of his beer. Ricky eyed Tucker up and down and smiled. He turned to walk away and yelled to the bartender “get the fat dude at the end of the bar a light beer on me” as he laughed.

“He is such a douche bag, I’m really sorry about that. Thanks for saying something” Tucker said sadly with his head down. Darren could see he was defeated after that altercation. “Dude.. No wonder you left infantry. I’m sorry you had to put up with that” Darren said to him sincerely. “Its fine, we can just move on. I might just head home actually.” Tucker responded.

“No, I have a better place we can go, pleased don’t go home yet! Lets meet up with Mo and go out downtown! I’ll drive and you can crash at my place again if you’re up for it. I’ll pay for your Uber if not.” Darren smiled and gave a full puppy dog eye performance for Tucker. “Please you gotta say yes??” Darren begged in a joking way. “...Fine, stop lookin at me like that.” Tucker responded with a smile on his face. “Lets get the fuck outa here” Darren said as he threw some bills on the bar and. The two men left.

Darren unlocked the doors on his new Toyota SUV and hoped him. He watched as Tucker jumped and and sat in the passenger seat. Tucker buckled up and his belly sat over the belt as they drive toward the city. Darren couldn’t stop staring at Tuckers round belly hanging over the seat belt and waistband of his tight jeans. They listened to music and Darren tried to lighten the mood by singing along to some new pop song. Tucker shook his head as he adjusted the fabric around his groin a few times in the car saying how he had outgrown his “Big Boy” clothes now. Darrens cock started to swell just hearing him say those words. The two parked at Darrens place and decided to go to a trendy bar near Darrens house until they heard back from Mo. Darren thought Mo was working at the club since it was Friday but would maybe come out for an hour before the doors opened. Turned out she was off tonight and was excited to see Tucker again. Tucker had a few IPAs at the bar and got loose and talkative with Mo who laughed at his shy little demeanor. Darren just watched and enjoyed Tuckers cute chubby face as he drank and talked. Darren loved it when Tucker would talk more, he always felt like it was a special treat to hear Tucker say more than a few words and start to let loose.

After several many beers for Tucker and a few more vodka sodas for Darren and Mo, the group decided to hop around. They visited the few bars next door, getting a drink or two and moving on until they got to the gay club Mo worked at. Darren was a bit tipsy and Tucker was definitely buzzed. “Is it ok if we go here? This is where Mo works. It’s pretty gay and they have a lot of drag queens running around.” Darren asked nervously.

“Of course it ok! That sounds like so much fun. I wish I would have worn my chaps.” Tucker said drunkenly and with a slight lisp to his voice. Darren laughed and his mind immediately thought of Tucker in nothing but boots, chaps and a cowboy hat stuffing himself fatter and fatter. Darren snapped out of it as they entered the empty club. It was only 9:45pm and the crowd hadn’t filled in yet. They all grabbed a table near the stage with a great view for the performers and close to the dance floor as well. “I gotta go to the bathroom, where to??” Tucker asked looking at Mo. “over there sweetie, don’t fall in” she said and blew him a kiss. Tucker laughed and went off. 


“Jesus Christ he got big, you must be medicated to keep your hands off him. Thats your type baby” Mo said sarcastically. “Girl I know!! I have been losing my mind I tell you. He is so fine and he got so thick and I don’t know but I am catching a vibe” Darien said as he laughed with Mo. “he is sweet though, not like the guys from the apps. He is like genuine and uncorrupted so I’m ok with being friends if he isn’t into it” Darien said. “Thats mature of you, I wish you all the luck and restraint baby” Mo said. Tucker returned and the cocktail waitress come over to take orders. Beer for Tucker, Two vodka sodas for Darren and Mo. They group talked and laughed and drank until the crowd started to come in. Mo recognized some young, handsome gays guys and invited them over. She attempted to introduce the thin, young handsome men to Darren and Tucker but their names were lost literally seconds after they said them.

Darren turned to Tucker and asked. “Is this your first time in a gay bar?”. “Umm... actually no. I went to one when I was like 16 in Nebraska. My dad actually found out and that did not go well” Tucker responded. Darren quickly replied “Oh!! Oh nice... I mean not nice about your dad but I’m glad your not shocked and appalled by the scene.”

“No not at all, I love gay bars!” The two locked eyes in the dark and disco lit club as a voice over the speakers announced the first drag show of the evening. Mrs water melon was her name and she represented “the plus sized bitches in the house” as she came out on stage in her tight singlet. Darren got up to scream and clap for the statement as she strutted down the runway toward the table. The crowd went wild.

Tucker and Darren had separated at some point in the night with Darren ending up on the dance floor and Tucker at the bar. Tucker watched as a very tipsy Darren removed his shirt to show off his glistening athletic torso. His sweat running down the middle of his toned back. His shorts fitting snuggly against his cute and perky ass. Tucker could even make out the outline of Darrens thick cock resting toward his right thigh. Tucker leaned against the bar, slightly exposing his beer bloated gut to the club. A handsome older man approached Tucker and offered to buy him a drink. Tucker declined but thanked the man. His name was Steven and he was persistent! He got real close to Tucker and was talking in his ear as his hand reached up under tuckers shirt to rub his hairy belly. “I really love the way you look tonight, Such a cute and hairy bear. What do I need to do to get your number?” Steve asked Tucker, his hand still caressing tuckers distended belly. “Oh i’m ugh.. actually here with someone.” Tucker responded. He pointed to Darren who was dancing in a circle of other, handsome, skinny and attractive men. “Looks like he is occupied, come find me if you change your mind.” Steve said as he grabbed a thick love handle on Tucker and blew him a kiss.

Tucker felt a bit shocked. He had never been called a bear before. He liked the way it felt to be grabbed like that though. He focused his attention back on Darren who had struck up a conversation with a new guy from the dance floor. Tucker watched the two men exchange words by talking into each others ears, they leaned in close to each other. Tucker didn’t like the body language the man was using on Darren. He was grabbing him by the waist and pulling Darren toward him as they spoke. He wanted to approach them to distract Darren and bring his focus back to him but he didn’t want to be rude. Tucker decided to get two waters a bring them over to them. He ordered them and marched over toward the two dancing men. On his way Darren turned to look at Tucker approaching with the drinks. The new guy romancing Darren grabbed his face and kissed him... hard. He shoved his tongue into Darrens mouth and grabbed him around the waist to pull him in against his body. Tuckers heart sank watching. He turned away, walked up to the bar to place the waters down and headed for the door. Darren pulled away from the guy and quickly scolded him about consent. When Darren turned to find tucker, he didn’t see him. He noticed the drinks on the bar and decided to run outside and make sure Tucker wasn’t leaving. He pushed open the double doors to find Tucker on the curb, back toward the doors, looking sad for the second time this evening.

“Where’d you go??!” Darren yelled Tuckers way. “I don’t know, I think I’m ready to head home. I can get my own Uber though.” Tucker responded. “What? Why? I thought you would crash at my place??” Darren asked.

Tucker looked away from Darren and said “I don’t want to interrupt you and that guys night so i’ll just head home”. Darren laughed out loud and responded “that perv?? I had to run from him. He forced himself onto me and kissed me like, not in a consensual way.”

“Is that your type?” Tucker asked. “NO” Darren responded. After taking a second to gather his thoughts Darren added “I think you’re well aware of my type Tucker”.

Tucker stood top and faced Darren. Darren smiled at Tucker as he stepped toward him. “Lets say bye to Mo and go. I have an idea.” Darren said with enthusiasm. He grabbed Tucker by the arm to pull him into the club with him. They said goodbye to Mo and headed back out the door. Darren didn’t let go of Tuckers muscular, hairy arm as he dragged him through the club to say goodbye and leave.

The streets were busy. People were entering and exiting bars all along the sidewalks. Music could be heard with each bar they passed by. The two swerved and talked as they made their way toward Darrens house. “Sorry, I didn’t want to make you leave early” Tucker blurted out. “Its fine! it’s actually late and I was over the guys there.” Darren said. Tucker took a second to respond.

T- “I... Ugh... I can’t stop thinking about that day... the one where you ugh ... like fed me all that food. We never talked about it after but I.. I liked it.. a lot!” Tucker replied rubbing the back of his neck.

D- “I really liked that too. I was worried I was crossing lines when I was in the moment but I’m glad you liked it. I.. wouldn’t mind doing that again if you wanted to?” Darren asked slowly and with a grin on his face.

T- “I would really love that.” Tucker said eagerly.

Tucker stopped and faced Darren, pulling at his shirt to stop as well. They were on a side street heading towards Darrens apartment as Tucker looked at Darren wide eyed and took a deep breathe before blurting out.

T- “I like you Darren. I like the way you make me feel. I think you’re really, really attractive and I couldn’t stand seeing that guy kiss you tonight. Im sorry if this makes things weird and I know we work together but I just... I need you to know that I like you and I can’t stop thinking about you. ”

Tucker looked down toward his feet when Darren gently lifted his chin and leaned in for a kiss. The two connected and time slowed. Darren reached his hand slowly around Tuckers neck to hold the thick mans head closer to his. He slowly shoved Tucker against a cement wall parallel to the sidewalk. Tuckers back hit the wall as Darren leaned down, pushing his tongue into Tuckers mouth. Darren felt the stubble of Tuckers beard on his chin as he tasted the beer Tucker had drank all night. His thick, dark mustache tickled Darrens nose as the two sucked each others faces passionately. Darren reached his free hand onto Tuckers side belly. He caressed the area while the two kissed and slowly lifted Tuckers shirt, exposing his thick, bloated belly. Tucker looked down at Darrens hand and whispered “do you like that?” To Darren.

“You have no idea” Darren responded before diving back in toward Tuckers juicy lips. Darren grabbed a hefty handful of tuckers underbelly and gave it a good giggle, making Tucker whimper ever so slightly.

“Hungry??” Darren asked as he pulled away from the very erotic moment. 


“Yeah!!” Tucker responded.

“Aright I have a good place in mind” Darren said with a big smile on his face.

They walked side by side without talking for a few minutes before rounding a corner to find a big green sign lit up that read “Paella”.

Darren approached the door, opened it for Tucker and the two men walked in together. Darren immediately approached the counter, ordered, paid and went to sit.

“What did you order??” Tucker asked.

“Don’t worry, I got us both PLENTY of food.” Darren responded with a giant smirk as her reached out to pat Tuckers belly. Tucker looked down and smiled. He looked around to make sure no-one was watching and lifted his black t shirt to show Darren his big thick stomach. Darren gazed happily at. The thick treasure trail leading down the arc of Tuckers bloated stomach. He had never seen the angry stretch marks this close before. Darren poked a finger into Tuckers deepened belly button. “Darren” yelled the lady behind the counter indicating that the order was ready. “That was quick!” Tucker added. The two walked out and headed toward Darrens place. They rode the elevator up to Darrens apartment. He unlocked the door and the two stepped inside and locked it. “Want a beer or soda or something?” Darren asked Tucker. “A soda would be great, thanks” Tucker replied as he sat on the big sectional couch. Darren returned with 2 drinks. They opened the bag to find two massive Paella bowls with utensils. One bowl could feed 2-3 people alone. Tucker opened his and started to chow down as Darren turned on a Netflix movie.The sexual tension in the room was strong. The two ate and ate side by side, giving each other side eye once in awhile and laughing in between bites. Darren put his down after eating not even a quarter of his bowl. Tucker on the other hand was hard pressed to finish his. He stuffed in bite after bite until, his entire bowl was gone. He reached for the soda, took a few big gulps and leaned back, placing his hand on his round and now extremely bloated belly.

T- “dude, that was so good. Thanks again for doing all this. I had such a fun night with you”

D- “Im really glad. I had a lot of fun too.” Darren said as he slowly reached over and patted Tucker on stomach. “Are you full?” He asked.

T- “stuffed like a balloon after all that beer and now that whole bowl of food.”


Darren rubbed Tuckers stomach with the tips of his fingers, eliciting a a soft moan from Tucker.

T- “that feels so good.” He said. As he tilted his head. back and his eyes closed slightly.

D- “I still have my bowl left. You know how I hate to be wasteful.” Darren said with a big smile.

T- “I don’t think I can finish that, I’m about ready to burst.”

D- “This is how you can repay me for tonights fun” Darren said as he reached for the bowl. He moved closer to Tucker who’s stomach was pushing against his shirt. His belly was pushing over his waistband as he sat back. His shirt was wrapped tight around the rounded mass of heft in front of him.

T- “Fuck man, you’re gonna make me fat.” Tucker said with a smile as he slapped his thick stomach.

D- “I’m certainly trying to.” He replied as he took a heaping spoon full and shoved it into Tuckers open mouth. Tucker had put his arms up on the sides of the couch and was sprawled out. His mouth opening to accept spoon full after spoonful of paella from his feeder every 30 seconds or so. Darren was getting hard. His cock was throbbing as he continued shoving paella into tuckers greedy mouth.

T- “ fuck, I feel like I’m gonna pop. I don think I can eat anymore.”

D- “you’re going to finish this Fatboy, or get damn close” Darien said forcefully as he got up and faced Tucker. Tuckers face was flush and greasy. His big belly was expanding into his lap. Darren threw his leg over Tuckers lap and straddled him right below is gut. Darrens ass sat right over tuckers crotch and he could feel tuckers cock twitch as he placed his weight down.

D- “open up big boy, you’re not finished yet.”


T- “I’m gonna pop Darr...” Tucker tried to explain but as he opened his mouth to protest, Darren shoved a big spoonful of rice and meat into his mouth and practically down his throat.

D- “less talking more chewing” he said, holding the bowl in one hand and the spoon In the other.

Darren watched Tuckers head roll back on to the couch cushion as he slowly chewed the massive bite. Darren dropped the spoon in the bowl and used his free hand to lift Tuckers tight shirt over his belly up to his chest. He lightly slapped the mans rounded stomach on the side and leaned in to kiss tuckers neck. Tucker winced at the slap but moaned as Darren licked the dried sweat off of his body. Darren reached down and grabbed a nice handful of soft hairy underbelly and gave it a giggle.

D- “you’re getting plump. Look at all that. This wasn’t there when we met. I think I’ve been a bad influence on you fatboy.” He said as he shook Tuckers belly.

T- “ooooh god, I’ve put on over 60 pounds since I’ve been in that office. All those burger king lunches you kept feeding me really stuck huh?” Tucker replied.

D- “Damn right they did.” Darren responded as he felt Tuckers fat underbelly being squeezed by his tight belt sitting under his heft. “looks like we need to make some room for you to grow bigger. You’re never gonna finish this big bowl of food with that belt digging into your gut.” Darren said as he got up and placed the food on the coffee table behind him. Darren motioned for

Tucker to lean forward. He yanked Tuckers tight shirt over his thick shoulders and arms as he undressed the porky man. Darren admired the hairy thick muscular chest and the hairy armpits Tucker had. He loved the way he sat so proudly on the couch, sprawled out like a big thick man after a heavy meal. His meaty arms resting on the back of the couch. Tucker smiled and asked “you like what you see” to Darren. “You have no idea” Darren replied as he got down on his knees.

Darrens hands found their way to Tucker fat belly spilling over his waist band. He lifted Tuckers thick fat to find his belt pressed so hard into his underbelly that the logo on the Texas sized buckle was imprinted into Tuckers skin. It looked almost as angry and red as Tuckers stretch marks around his armpits and love handles. Darren laughed and said, “suck it in Fatboy, this belt is gonna cut you in half soon.” Tucker did his best to suck in his bloated thick belly long enough for Darren to unbuckle his belt and and tight jeans. Tucker let out a deep sigh as he released his heft back into his lap and his belly spread out a few more inches forward. Darren caught a glimpse of the tight boxer briefs covering Tuckers engorged cock. His belly threatening to cover that as well. “Fuck, that’s the best feeling ever.” Tucker exclaimed.

D- “good, now I can stuff you with the rest of this meal fatboy”

T- “go easy on me, I’m really so close to an explosion here. I feel like a tick ready to burst.” Tucker said. Darren reached down and poked his fingers into Tuckers belly, making him wince in pain. “Feels like you got plenty of room left in your tank Fatboy, I’ve seen your capacity, this isn’t full.” Darren said as he picked up the bowl and again straddled Tuckers thick hairy shirtless body. “Keep your arms up there and open up when I say.” Darren ordered. Tucker nodded hesitantly and opened his mouth to receive another fattening bite of food. The bowl was close to being finished and Tucker was moaning after each swallow. He was mouth breathing in between bits to catch his breath as another spoonful was on its way to his greedy gullet. Little bits of rice were sprinkled in his thick chest hair covering his meaty pecs. His mustache was full of crumbs and grease dripped down the sides of his mouth toward his hairy double chin.

Darrens cock was throbbing and he would lean forward to press it into Tuckers tight belly every once in awhile. He felt Tuckers cock throb every time he called him “fatboy” or placed the spoon down to rub his hairy stuffed belly. Tucker was full, very very full. Darren knew he only had a few spoonfuls left though.

T- “I... I can’t do anymore.” Im seriously going to be sick or explode” Tucker cried out. D- “there isn’t much left, you can finish it. Don’t make me tie you up and force it down your throat big guy.” Darren said jokingly.

T-“ fuck. I seriously cannot eat anymore right now. Just give me a minute, the rice is expanding in my stomach and I feel like I’m going to burst.”

D- “ let me see if I can make you more comfortable.” Darren said as he unmounted Tucker and dropped again to his knees. Darren slid his fingers over Tuckers belly button with his fingers before tugging at the skin tight jeans wrapped around his thick thighs. He reveled Tuckers bulging cock under his tight underwear that was disappearing under his immensely large stomach. He really looked like he was going to pop. The skin around the sides of his stomach was red and tight. His breathe was labored and shallow. Tucker let out a small burp almost every time he took a breathe and he developed hiccups from the stuffing. Darren was feral for it all. He was in heaven watching Tuckers belly expand as he grew fatter and fatter. Darren reached out and grabbed Tuckers thick love handles with both hands. He lowered his mouth right over Tucker hard cock and wrapped his lips around the head of his throbbing member which was just visible under the thin underwear. Tucker let out a load and ecstasy filled moan. Darren smelled the bug mans musk and it made it all the better. He kept toying with Tucker cock through his underwear until he thought Tucker would cum if he continued. Darren reached under Tuckers fat belly again to pull down his lovers underwear to reveal his meaty dick.

Tucker had a big thick hairy bush over his modestly sized cock and had shaved his big balls giving a nice groomed look. A pudgy and hairy fat-pad sat over his cock and and rolled under his very stuffed and hairy stomach. The hairiest part of his treasure trail run down over his belly button and curved out of sight under tuckers chubby gut spilling into his lap only to reappear as it approached his pulsating, almost purple cock. Tucker was so horny that his cock was bulging with veins and pre cum was oozing out of his head. Darren leaned forward, grabbed a big handful of his thick hairy belly, lifted it and opened his mouth to take Tuckers whole cock down his throat. Tucker cried out in pure lust as he felt Darren tonsils on the head of his cock. Darrens nose dove into Tuckers thick bush and as he bobbed up and down making Tucker squirm in pleasure. The smell of Tuckers manhood overwhelming Darren as he worked Tuckers cock close to organism. He felt his own cock swimming in precum from the experience.

T-“Stop stop im going to cum.” Tucker screamed out as Darrens was buried in a mound of thick fur and soft flesh, taking in Tuckers whole cock to the back of his throat.

D-”fuuck, You taste so good big boy.” Darren said as he lifted his head, wiping his mouth.

T- “i’ve never felt anything better than that, you make me feel so fucking good.”

D- “good” Darren said devilishly as he grabbed Tuckers cock with his right hand. Squeezed his chubby underbelly with his left and leaned in to lick Tuckers big smooth balls. Again, Tucker was moaning in absolute pleasure as Darren slowly jerked the fatboy off. Darren knew Tucker was close and so was he. He decided to stand up and strip down for tucker as he was still fully clothed. He removed his shirt and pre cum stained shorts and then underwear revealing a large thick and veiny cock in front of Tucker, who was leaned back against the couch. The gorged Tucker, nearly pinned down by the weight of his belly, leaned forward and cupped Darrens balls in his hand. He opened his mouth and took Darrens cock as far as he could but gagged a bit as he was unprepared for the girth and size of Darrens meaty dick. “Still hungry Fatboy” Darren said as he grabbed Tuckers hair and guided him into a rhythm.

Darren didn’t want to make Tucker puke all over him by shoving his throbbing dick down his throat but he loved the control of a good face fuck. He moaned as Tucker played with Darrens cock head with his tongue. Darren reached down and grabbed a meaty handful of his pecs and squeezed. He bobbed Tuckers head up and down for a few more strokes as he ran his fingers through Tuckers thick head hair.

Darren stepped back from Tucker and said “lets go to the bedroom”. He helped Tucker lift his beefy body off the couch and fully undress. He peeled his cowboy boots off as he bent over, Tuckers thick juicy ass was out and just as hairy as the rest of him. Darren wanted nothing more than to rim him and shove his fat cock into the big mans hole but he knew that might be too much for after a heavy stuffing. He followed Tucker into the bedroom and pushed the big man onto the California king sized bed belly up. Tuckers whole body giggled a bit as he hit the soft comforter. His arms and legs spread out as Darren crawled on top of him and sat right over his cock, pressing his ass cheeks into Tuckers throbbing dick. “You’re so fucking hot” Tucker said as he reached up to caress Darrens beefy muscular chest. “You too big boy. I just want to make you eat and cum.” Darren said as he peeled himself off of the big man and told him to move toward the headboard. Tucker sat up against the stack of pillows. His hairy thighs spread and his thick stomach spilling into his lap and almost over his hard cock. Darren grabbed lube from the night stand drawer and drizzled some over Tuckers cock head. It was cold and shocked Tucker at first. Darren preceded to gently massage Tuckers cock as well has his own. He leaned over and kissed Tucker passionately and started to stroke the fat mans cock faster until Tucker started to squirm. He dug his knuckles into Tucker thick underbelly as he gripped his cock and stroked him hard. “Fuck, fuck, Darren i’m gonna cum. Im gonna cum.” Tucker screamed as he reached out to grab the sheets. Darren stroked the Tuckers cock making his fat stomach giggle until thick strands of semen shot out of Tucker so hard that it hit the headboard above him. It didn’t end quickly either. At least 8-10 gushes of cum pooled up on tuckers hairy belly and chest as he tried to catch his breathe. Darren came shortly after and drenched Tucker with another hot pool of cum as he loudly moaned while grabbing Tuckers fat stomach. “Holy fuck” Darren said with a sigh as he collapsed next to Tucker.

After they caught their breathe, Darren pulled himself away from Tucker and went to the bathroom to grab towel and start the water in the nice large standup shower. “Wow, men make such a mess when we come” Darren said.

“That was the best orgasm I think I’ve ever had.” Tucker said shocked as he laid on the bed reaching for the towel Darren had brought him. “Yeah, you’re so sexy I could go again right now. Come shower with me big guy” Darren said as he motioned toward the Bathroom.

The two showered and cleaned each other. Darren played with Tuckers thick stomach and meaty tits for a while and moved to his thick chunky butt and thighs. He couldn’t get enough of Tuckers heft. The two finished up, dried off and headed to bed. Darren wrapped his long strong arms around Tuckers big plump body and grabbed a nice hand full of soft flesh to hold before falling asleep.

The next morning was a late one. Darren and Tucker sleet in until 11:30 and woke up feeling slightly hungover but overall ok. Tuckers hair was a mess but Darren couldn’t take his eyes off of him. He was the cutest man Darren had ever seen let alone slept with.

“Breakfast?” Tucker asked as he pushed his hands over his head for a big stretch showing off his hairy armpits for Darren. Tucker laughed and said it tickled as Darren proceeded to poke and rub his thick lover all over. They both got instantly horny again and went at it. They rolled around in the sheets, avoiding each others morning breathe as they inched closer to another amazing organism. Tucker came so hard on Darrens chest and grabbed his curly hair as he moaned loudly. Darren followed, spraying his own face with his powerful stream. Tuckers big round stomach was not bloated any more but was soft and plump. Darren could just look at Tucker and get hard, he was enthralled. The two got cleaned up and dressed. Tucker squeezed himself into the tight jeans from the night before. His thick hairy stomach spilling heavily over the waistband. He proceeded to put the belt he had on through the loops around his overflowing stomach. Darren watched in amazement as Tucker bent and twisted to put the belt on. He loved the way his stomach was so thick and soft to touch but still was round and firm to look at, almost as if gravity had no effect on the thick mans bulbous belly. He loved the way it giggled as Tucker tightened the buckle and fastened it. Tucker let out a big sigh and his gut shot forward again over his waistband. Darren was hard again. “Why do you even wear a belt. Your pants are definitely not falling down?” Darren asked. “Because If my button pops on my jeans at least it wont fly off and hit someone in the eye. That seems to happen often when you’re around.” Tucker said with a smile as he grabbed both sides of his stomach and gave it a good couple shakes in Darrens face. “You seem to really like me full and bursting out of my clothes” Tucker said playfully. “Stop! You’re making me horny again and I’m so hungry” Darren whined as he buried his face in Tuckers hairy stomach. “Aright let’s go then!” tucker replied as he pulled away from Darren with a smile, threw on his shirt from the night before and they headed out the door together toward the elevator.

A fattening weekend

“Stay for the weekend. Spend your birthday here and i’ll take you out to dinner. Wine and dine you like a pig.” Darren said to Tucker as they got in the car both pretty stuffed from breakfast. “Really? You don’t mind? I don’t want to linger.” Tucker replied. “No not at all! I would love to keep you around for a while and make sure you’re well fed all weekend. Let’s go to the store and get a bunch of snack to veg out on today and

tonight.” Darren said happily. “Okay, that sounds great. Keep me fed huh? How much feeding are we talking?” Tucker responded while smiling as they drove off. Darren had some big plans for Tucker.

They returned to Darrens place later in the afternoon with bags of ingredients. Darren got a bunch of stuff to make pizzas and he got started as soon as they got in. He made the dough from scratch and and got a bunch of pizza sauce and cheese and toppings. He wanted to fatten Tucker up even more than he already was.

Tucker had unbuttoned his pants after exiting the store. They were digging hard into his underbelly and making him super uncomfortable. “Is it cool if I borrow a pair of sweats from you? I don’t like these jeans anymore” Tucker asked. “Sure! They’re in the bottom dresser drawer. Not sure if they will be any more comfortable though. You’re getting pretty big.” Darren teased. Tucker left for the bedroom and returned shirtless in a pair of grey sweats that were about 3 sizes too small. Darren could see the outline of Tuckers cock and the fabric stretched nicely over his meaty thighs and butt. Luckily the elastic waistband gave him some needed comfort in the belly area.

T- “They fit I guess haha” Tucker said as he looked down at himself.

D- “For now!” Pizzas almost ready, I made 3!!” Darren said with a smile. “I was thinking... would you want to try something that I think you might like.” Darren offered. T- “What is it??”

D- “Well I was thinking, if you’re in to it, I could maybe tie you up to my office chair and feed you.” Darren said hesitantly. Tucker paused and thought about it for a second.

T- “You really want me to keep getting fatter don’t you?? I’ve never been fed before let alone bound and fed but it sounds fun! You can’t keep stuffing me bigger though. Eventually I do need to cut and drop some of this weight” tucker said as he grabbed his thick tummy.

D- “Of course, let’s just enjoy this fattening weekend while I help you with your much needed gains. Is it a yes???” Darren asked poking tuckers gut.

T- “Yeah, why not. Stuff me like a pig. This weekend I want you to control everything those goes in me.” Tucker said enthusiastically.

D- “Omg thats hot, I’m so excited. I’ll let the pizza cool off and i’ll go find some binding rope. I think you’ll really like this and you wont have to move an inch. “

By this time it was about 5pm and the two men were hungry, Darren pulled his nice office chair out and placed it in the middle of the room not under any rugs. He found his rope and asked Tucker to sit.

D- “Alright, our safe word is fiddlestick”

T- laughing “okay, I like it.”

D- “go ahead and sit down for me.”

Darren watched Tucker plop down on the nice office chair. His fat stomach again spilling over the waistband of his tight sweats and his thighs spreading out to almost bust the stitching. Even his hairy breasts were resting on the shelf of stomach that was growing bigger and bigger.

D- “Actually I have a great idea. I’ll be right back.” Darren returned with a button down shirt from his closet.

D- “go ahead and put this on. It’s going to be really tight probably but it’s old and maybe I can feed you until you pop the buttons...again.”

T- “dude, its so tight. I’m going to have to bust the sleeves.”

D- “go for it!!”

Tucker put his meaty arms in the sleeve holes and pulled the shirt on. He flexed hard and ripped both off the sleeves easily with a smile. Darrens cock rose to attention. D- “fuck, that was hot.”

T- “I don’t know if I will even need to eat anything to pop these buttons. I don’t think I can button the chest as is.”

Tucker attempted to button the whole thing. His chest wouldn’t allow the top two buttons to fasten without breaking immediately but he managed to get the buttons around his fat belly to hold. He slowly sat down and looked up at Darren. His fat stomach was being tortured by the tight shirt. The white office shirt with red plaid print design was stretching hard over the roundest parts of his stomach and it made the entire design look like it was being sucked into a black hole that was his belly button. He was fit to explode out of it. His hairy stomach could be seen through every button gap. Darren gently tied up Tuckers left arm to the arm of the leather office chair, he was good with knots from previous experience and knew how to secure tucker nice and tight while also making sure he was comfortable.”too tight?” Darren asked tucker as he bent over his fat captive. “No it kinda feels good” Tucker replied softly. Darren moved over to the right and and grew excited as he watched the helpless fat boy being restrained knowing he was about to feed him fat enough to bust every button on that old shirt.

“Pizza should be cooled down, I sure hope you’re hungry big boy??” Darren said as he placed his hand on tuckers bulging stomach and gave it a good hard slap.

“Stuff me like a pig” Tucker replied. His cock was getting hard just from being restrained by Darren.

Went off into he kitchen and returned to the dining room to find Tucker, bound and rock hard. He went back to get the other 2 pizzas and placed all 3 of them on the table next to the men. They were already sliced and Darren ate the first pepperoni and mushroom slice right in front of Tucker. He would pretend to be giving him a bite. And then pull it away from Tuckers eager mouth to take a bite himself. Darren proceeded to eat 2 more slices right in front of Tuckers eager face. “Hungry yet Fatboy?” Darren asked. “Yes!! stuff me! I want to eat all you can fit in me.” Tucker begged.

“I’ll remember you said that Fatboy.” Darren replied.

The next slice went to Tucker. Darren made sure to really give him huge bite, at least half the slice he shoved into the beefy mans mouth. Sauce spilled out from his lips and landed on the shelf that his belly was creating. His cheeks swelled as he chewed and swallowed. Darren hurried and shoved another bite into his mouth. He would periodically take a bite for himself here and there but most of it was being pumped into Tuckers gut.

“One Pizza down, two more to stuff into you” Darren said mockingly. “Fuck, that was so good, I’m already feeling kinda full man.” Tucker explained.

“You’re going to have to make some room then cause there’s a lot more coming.” Darren responded.

He wasted no time. Picking up another slice of sausage and ham pizza and forcing a massive bite into Tuckers wide open mouth. The chubby man moaned and again made a mess all over the straining shirt which was now ready to burst off of Tuckers swollen stomach. As soon as he swallowed, another bite was forced between his lips and another and another and finally after 3 more slices ***ping*** both the men looked down to see that tuckers bloated stomach had popped the button that was sitting directly over his deep belly button. His fat stomach took the opportunity to spread out into the new space. Tuckers hairy chest heaved up and down as he caught his breathe. “Fuck man, i’m so full. You’re making me so fat. If you keep feeding me like this I’m gonna be a blimp.” Tucker said with labored breathing.

“Such a messy pig, you’re busting out of your pizza stained shirt. I’m going to have to punish you for this mess you’re making. Guess i’ll be forcing the last pizza into your chubby belly slice by slice until you shred that old shirt.” Darren teased.

Tucker leaned his head back as he felt his stomach expanding. He lifted his head forward after some time and a slice of the remaining pizza was waiting for him and another and other until the second pie was shoved into the thick mans stomach.

Darren picked up a piece of the final pie covered in sausage pepperoni and extra cheese. Darren went to feed his bound friend when they heard another two **Ping** noises. The stretched shirt couldn’t take it any more and Tuckers belly surged forward as the two more buttons closer to his chest had burst. “Fuck, I think I’m going to explo...” Tucker tried to say but Darren shoved a massive slice almost all the way down Tuckers throat. He heard Tucker gag as it was too much for one bit and pieces pizza fell out, tumbling down his chest and landing in his crotch. Pizza sauce oozed out of Tuckers plump lips and dripped down onto his hairy, gorged belly.

Darren took a second to lean over and lick up the sauce, noticing tuckers massive hard on in the process. He grabbed it with his free hand and made Tucker jolt forward to moan “oh fuck”. Darren looked up at Tuckers messy face and said “Jesus, you’re cock is so hard. You’re such a greedy fat boy. You love this don’t you?? Me controlling how much you eat. Feeding you until your big softening gut pops out of the clothes you’re wearing. You have no control, I can feed you until you burst.” He teased as tucker moaned in pleasure and pain.

Darren continued the stuffing, slice after slice. Tucker was slowing quickly, he was taking so much time to chew and another button had burst around his chest, leaving just the very bottom button intact which was being eaten up by Tuckers heavy stomach. The weight of his belly was pushing down on that last remaining button and Darren knew he could bust it if he just kept pushing more into the fat mans mouth. Tucker looked like a blimp. His now starter beard was covered in grease, sauce and pizza crumbs. His cheeks swollen with pizza as he opened wide to breathe with a full mouth of mushed up dough and red sauce. His stomach was extremely bloated and swollen so fat that his belly looked like it was forming new stretch marks right then and there. He could barely breathe and sweat dripped down his forehead. “I’m gonna pop” Tucker said. “Please no more I’m so full, I forgot the safe word but I’m using it.” Tucker cried out.

“Thats not how this works Fatboy, you have to say the safe word or you’re going to keep eating until I’m satisfied.” Darren said in a deep and manly tone, smiling as he hovered over Tuckers pumped up torso.

“Please, no more I’m so full. Look at me I’m going to either throw up or burst right here. No more plea...” Tucker tried to cry out as Darren forced another slice into the helpless mans mouth. He wouldn’t pull it away until Tucker took a massive bite. Darren placed his hand over Tucker mouth to force him to chew and swallow. “Don’t worry my little piglet, I wont make you bust, i’ll just bring you really close” Darren whispered.

The last slice was presented to Tucker and he turned his head. Darren went around to the back of him, grabbed his hair and tugged his head back. Tucker opened his shocked mouth and Darren took the opportunity to stuff his feedee with half of the last slice. “Eat fat boy, Eat” Darren said as he reached down and grabbed a big handful or tuckers tight drum of a belly. He reached all the way down and massaged his throbbing cock to give him the motivation he needed to keep chewing and swallowing. Darren couldn’t believe how fat he had made Tucker. He was a tank, massive in all areas. His stomach was stretched so tight that it looked like he actually would burst. “One more bite fat boy, you’re so close!” Darren said as he came around in between tuckers thick legs and forced the last bite into his reluctant mouth. Tucker was beyond full, he couldn’t even talk anymore, just moan. His fat stomach like a beach ball. Darren dropped to his knees, pulled his hairy lovers sweats down to his ankles and shoved his face onto Tuckers hairy crotch. His thick fattened belly was far too big to get his mouth all the way down Tuckers shaft but Darren persisted, pushing on the fat mans under gut and making Tucker moan in pain and lust. His head tilted back as he moaned “fuuuuck, that feels so good. Your... making me huge... I’m gonna be so so fat if you keep doing this to me.” Tucker cried out. “I might just leave you tied up and stuff you for the rest of the weekend, see how long those new uniforms last.” Darren responded before burying his face in Tuckers hairy crotch again. At this angle, Tuckers bloated belly and fat pad were swallowing his cock. Darren loved the taste of Tuckers sweet pre cum. He loved how Tuckers fat gut rested on his forehead as he brought him closer and closer to an organism. Darren knew Tucker was close and had a little surprise for him.

“I’ll be right back” Darren said as he ran to kitchen. He returned with a beer funnel and a pint of ice cream. “No more, please no more, safe word, safe word!” Tucker pleaded as Darren approached from behind him, grabbed his hairy bearded face and and shoved the funnel end into the desperate mans greasy mouth. Tuckers cock twitched as Darren leaned over and whispered in his ear “the safe work is fiddlestick”. Darren laughed as he heard Tucker trying desperately to yell Fiddlestick with the thick tube forced down his throat. “I can’t hear you fat boy, I hope you left room for dessert.” Darren teased. He proceeded to pour the melted thick chocolate ice cream he had bought earlier into the funnel. He watched tuckers eyes follow the dense liquid until it reached his mouth where he started to gag a bit but then proceeded to slowly consume the calorie rich drink. Darren watched with pleasure as Tucker helplessly ballooned from the thick heavy cream. About half of the ice cream was gone when the last button finally broke free that was sitting under Tuckers heavy stomach. It sat in his thick pubic bush as his belly took the opportunity to push even further into his lap.

Darren continued to hold tuckers fattened chin upright so he was facing the ceiling. He could feel his Adams apple bob up and down as he tried his best to make room for the heavy dessert being forced into him. The last few ounces made their way drown the tube into Tuckers mouth and Darren finally pulled the funnel out. “Tucker leaned forward, opened his mouth and let out a massive wet burp. “I.. Ive never been ... ufff more full... Fiddlesticks” Tucker said. Darren laughed and walked around to examine his work. He had never seen Tucker so fat. He looked like an over stretched ballon. His thick shoulders still straining the shirt that lay in ruins over his meaty hairy body. His chest heaving up and down as he attempted to catch his breath in between burps. Ice cream had leaked from sides of his mouth, down his muscular neck and had formed several puddles in his thick chest hair. His beefy arms still restrained to the chair, his stomach stretched far enough out to where it was pushing into his throbbing, hard cock. The sweat that was building up on his chest and belly pooled above the shelf his gut made and dripped down his sides, making his love handles glisten. Pizza toppings and sauce littered his torso. Darren leaned over him, kissed him on his greasy lips and stuck his tongue into Tuckers cold mouth. Tuckers breathing was shallow and quick. Every exhale was moan. His stomach was bright red and almost shiny from the stuffing

Darren took it all in and bent down to finish what he had started. He lifted his fat stomach enough to get a good enough angle to really go deep and took Tuckers cock in his mouth, cradling his big nuts with his other hand. He pressed his fingers under Tuckers balls and found the little area that stimulates the prostate right before his hole. Darren began to gently massage it and suck until he heard “Fuck, omg holy fuck, Darren!! Darren i’m going to cum, I’m going to cum!!!” Tucker screamed with urgency. His thick arms twisting under the restraints and his fattened stomach quivered as he pushed against the back of the chair. Tucker desperately tried to warn Darren of the impeding bust coming but Darren kept sucking, even more so now. He lifted Tuckers hairy underbelly, shoved his face as far down as he could and felt a hot stream gush down his throat, “Fuuuuck!! Oh fuuck, fuck fuck fuck!!!!” Screamed Tucker as he thrusted his groin forward. Darren kept swallowing until the stream of hot liquid eventually stopped. He could barely breathe under the weight of the fat mans gut but he never wanted to leave. He lifted his head to find his lover completely worn out. Darren rose up above him, gave him a few soft slaps on the side of his rounded gut and proceeded to untie Tucker one arms at a time. “Go shower if you can and i’ll give you belly rubs for the rest of the night big guy.” Darien said reassuringly.

“I... im going to explode I think. My gut is so packed tight, I think the skin is about to rip. Help me up and cut me out of this shirt.” Tucker pleaded. Darren helped him to his feet. His balance was off since he had just consumed what felt like 20 pounds of food. He leaned back letting his protruding stomach stretch forward. His big meaty shoulders and thick back threatened to shred what remained of the poor old shirt. Darren got him free from the button down and sent him off to the shower. He got him a new pair of sweats and found some lotion to help with he inevitable stretch marks that were bound to appear after such a massive stuffing. Tucker returned and received a long belly rub session on the bed. Darren massaged tuckers fat gorged stomach for over an hour before they both fell asleep happily in each others embrace. It was an evening that was sure to live with them for awhile.

Darren woke up before Tucker and decided to make breakfast for the birthday boy. He cooked up as huge pile of bacon, eggs and biscuits. He didn’t want to be too cute but it was Tuckers birthday so he wanted to make it special. He threw it all on a platter and brought it in to find Tucker just getting his big morning stretch in. His furry chest and belly arched and his thick thighs flexed outside the covers as Darren brought the bed tray over to the big beefy man.

D- “Happy birthday to youuuu, happy birthd...” Darren started to sing before Tucker reached over and put a finger over his lips to quiet him while laughing.

T- “This is literally too much. I’m still stuffed from last night.”

D- “Don’t make me tie you up again and stuff this into you.” He teased grabbing Tuckers thick belly and giving it soft bounce.

T- Fuck, that was so hot. You are so sweet I cannot thank you enough for this Darren. Also I have never been so stuffed in my life. I actually thought my stomach was going to burst with the ice cream.”

D- “nah, I know you big boy, I have seen your limits. And I think I could have packed another pizza or two into that big hairy belly.” Darren said as he rubbed Tuckers chubby gut.

T- “well this smells amazing so I guess I can peck at it.”

The two ate in bed and sipped coffee. When they were finished, Darren moved the tray to the ground and went under the covers to play with Tucker some more. He laid down right between Tuckers thick legs. Tucker squeezed Darren playful with his thighs as the two started to get horny again. “This is how id like to die” Darren let out as Tucker squeezed him tight. Tuckers cock started to twitch as Darren kissed his way toward it. “What are you doing now??” Tucker asked.

Darren peeked out from under the blanket, looked at Tucker and said “birthday head.” Tucker laughed and leaned his big body back onto the pillows. Darren went to town on Tuckers cock. Before Tucker came, he pulled Darren off and asked him if he could fuck him. Darren was vers and agreed to it without hesitation. Tucker laid him down and kissed him sensually from his neck down to his throbbing cock. He loved Darrens caramel skin and smooth abs. He lifted Darrens legs and proceeded to rim him gently. Darren moaned in pleasure as he felt Tuckers facial hair rub his ass cheeks and his thick mustache slide up and down his ass. Tucker positioned himself in between Darrens legs, towering over him with his massive muscles and chubby belly as he put on a condom. His gut was round and pudgy.

Darren reached up and gave it good slap as Tucker reached for the lube on the end table. His thick stomach was too irresistible for Darren who grabbed a healthy handful to squeeze. He loosened Darren up with a few fingers first and proceeded to force his thick hairy cock into Darrens tight hole. Darren moaned and reached for Tuckers big arms as felt him slide in. Slowly Tucker buried himself in Darrens hole. He felt Tuckers hairy stomach press into him as he was being squeezed happily under Tuckers heft. Both of them breathing heavily and moaning passionately. Darren watched Tuckers stomach jiggle as he felt him thrust faster and faster into his ass, his cock hard as a rock. Tucker was getting close as he leaned over and pinned Darrens cock between his fat sagging stomach and Darrens lean abs. Darren moaned “I’m going to cum” as Tucker continued to thrust himself into Darren, massaging Darrens sensitive cock with his fat belly. Thick streams of cum coated Darrens chubby torso as they moaned in unison. Tucker pulled himself off of Darrens body and out of his ass. He removed his condom and finished on Darrens chest. Darren watched the chunky hairy man moan in pleasure as he come hard and long, hitting him in the face and even spurting onto the pillow behind him. Tucker collapsed next to him and they laid silently for a while. He reached for Tuckers hand they kissed passionately.

Darren asked Tucker what he wanted to do and tucker said maybe a trip to the state park for a picnic and maybe dinner. Darren loved it. They showered and got ready to go. Darren realized Tucker had been wearing the same thing all weekend and that he had expanded enough that his jeans wouldn’t even consider buttoning. “Maybe we can go get you some shorts” Darren suggested to Tucker who nodded in agreement. They spent the morning getting another coffee and going shopping for a pair of shorts, Tucker needed a size 40.

The two got to know each other even more and Tucker revealed that he was bisexual but had been more interested in men as he aged. He did not get along with his family for that reason as well. His dream is to own his own business maybe in manufacturing and distribution or something similar. Darren told Tucker about growing up in Georgia and his dad and sister are cool with him being queer. He mentioned the places he has been stationed and how he is transferring next summer hopefully back to Northern California where he really loved the weather. They both really enjoyed each others company and it became more apparent as they chatted. When they arrived at the park, they took a short easy trail toward the lake in the center of the park. Trees lined the dirt trail as they walked. There were almost no cars in the parking lot of the park. The smell of oak was present as the wind blew through the forrest.

Tucker couldn’t stop looking at Darren. He marveled at his beauty as he explained the difference between two different kinds of plants they happened to walk past earlier. Tucker saw an opportunity and pulled Darren behind a series of bushes. Tucker kissed Darren hard and reached down to rub his package. He and got on his knees and unzipped Darrens shorts. Tucker looked up at Darren, pulled his cock out of his underwear and watched it swell as he wrapped his juicy lips around it. Darren loved Tuckers mouth, his cock was large and thick and Tucker did his best to deep throat it as far as he could until his eyes watered and he gagged violently. At times, Darren would thrust his meaty cock deep into Tuckers throat just to hear the noise the fat man would make. He grabbed Tucker by the ears and formed a quick rhythm as he choked Tucker out with his dick. He pulled out of Tuckers throat and came off to the side as his knees buckled. Tucker watched in pleasure as he climaxed. They finished up and got dressed again, Darren pulling Tucker in for a long and romantic kiss before headed back out to the trail. They enjoyed the afternoon, feeding lettuce to the ducks and snacking as they walked. Tuckers big belly swayed with every step he took and Darren couldn’t keep his hands off of it. The waters edge was beautiful and the two men sat on a bench under a large shade tree. They talked and laughed and just enjoyed the scenery. It was about 4pm and they decided to catch an early dinner. Darren knew of a great steakhouse on the way back with lots if fattening and delicious meals that Tucker would love to guzzle down. They were a little underdressed but they didn’t care. Tucker slid into the tight booth and his stomach almost touched the end of the table. “You might need to cut me out of here if I’m expected to eat like I did last night” Tucker said with a grin on his cute face. He lifted his shirt up to show his fat hairy gut to Darren and pushed it out far enough to touch the table in front of him. Darren whispered “put that away, my dick can’t take it any more.” They laughed and Tucker dropped his shirt.

They ordered an impossible amount of food and Darren watched at Tucker ate and ate and ate. It was all delicious. Lobster Alfredo, steak Diane, pulled pork Mac and cheese, and some good wine to wash it all down. Darren got the check at the end and Tucker literally was pinned in between the booth and the table after stuffing in so much food. “I’m ughhh actually too fat for this booth now” Tucker said as he lifted his shirt once again to show Darren the damage from the meal. His stomach was packed tight and pushed into he edge of the table enough to fold slightly over the top. Darren looked at him lustfully and threatened to keep feeding him until he cracked the bench seat he sat on. Darren motioned for the waiter a few minutes later to order 4 desserts to go. They bought out the desserts and Tucker sucked his gut in to slide his way out of the thin booth. Him and Darren sauntered toward the door. Some of the other patrons had taken notice of how bulbous Tucker was. They stared as he waddled towards the exit with his thick hairy underbelly threatened to peak out from under his skin tight shirt. His new shorts were tight on his legs and the button was completely undone as they walked away from the restaurant. They hopped in Darrens car and Tucker leaned over to thank Darren by giving him a big kiss. Darren rubbed his lovers thick fattened stomach as they dove deep into each others mouths. He was smitten. They both were really. Darren had never felt so happy. Tucker felt love like he had never felt before and he knew he was safe with Darren. “Can I spend the night with you again?” Tucker asked. “Of course!! who else would I stuff these desserts in if you go home?��� Darren said happily. “We can wake up early and i’ll take you to your car before work.” He added.

They arrived back at Darrens, headed upstairs and immediately stripped naked. Tuckers fat stomach jutted out over his swelling cock as Darren approached him with a spoon and the bag of desserts. Chocolate Cake, lemon crunch cake, strawberry short cake and and a Mango ice cream. Darren hand fed Tucker the fattening desserts over the course of the next hour. Kissing and stroking each other as tucker continued to be plumped up. His stomach was sitting in his lap and stretching further and further out as Darren forced bite after bite into his greedy mouth. The final spoon full exited Tuckers lips. His beard had grown out in the last few days. He had a big piece of chocolate stuck to his chin that Darren leaned over and licked off before kissing his chubby stuffed man.

T- “This has been there absolute best birthday. I cannot thank you enough. You’re amazing but I feel like a blimp. Wanna lay down?” Tucker asked. They showered and changed the filthy sex sheets that they had left that morning. Tucker held Darren close as he laid his head on Tuckers meaty chest. He could hear Tuckers heartbeat and feel his stomach churning and digesting. They fell asleep silently thinking about how happy they were right there in that moment.

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Darren and Tucker (Part 1)

The beginning

“Double time boys, let’s go!!!” Screamed the army staff sergeant at the sweaty boys in their workout gear as they pushed themselves off the wet grass where they were doing burpees. They were starting their 3 mile run around base. This was a normal day for this squadron. It was early spring in a training center not from from Nashville Tennessee. The morning was crisp and wet and the sound of lawnmowers filled the air as service members arrived for their workday.

Tucker woke up like any other day, drove to base from his little one bedroom apartment close to base and got his day started with a coffee from the mess hall and a bowl of plain oatmeal.

Tucker was a quick runner for being only 5’10”. He led his squadron this morning, maintaining the pace the other men followed.

Sweat beaded down his cheek and dripped onto the ground as his thick hefty body heaved up and down on the beaten path they would run everyday.

“ Tuck!” Screamed another soldier named Ricky as he approached from behind. Tuck is what most of the men called Tucker in their squadron. “Damn boy, you’re gonna make us look bad. Slow down!” Ricky said as he caught up to Tucker. “What did you get into this weekend??” asked Ricky. With labored breathing Tucker responded “not much, I played halo and hit the gym a bunch. How about you?”

“Fuck man, you didn’t get a pussy? What’s the deal, always working out and for what??” Responded Ricky in a douche bag sort of way. “I got laid twice in Nash man, you gotta come out with us more. It’s a fucking riot”. “I’ll consider it next time for sure” Tucker responded. He then started sprinting ahead of all the men, leaving Ricky far behind him so he could run in peace.

Tucker was quiet. He enjoyed the things he enjoyed. He liked to game, lift weights, be at home and just relax away from others. He never really went out with “the boys” but when he did, he would always leave early due to some annoyance they would all stir up. Always trying to get him “laid” when all he really wanted to do was hangout and be on his own time.

Tucker was also, by many people’s standards, really cute. He had jet black hair with high and tight cut. His eyes were more yellow than hazel which contrasted his almost always present 5 o’clock shadow that led all the way down to his hairy chest and abdomen. He would shave twice a day in boot camp to avoid getting beat by the drill sergeants. It still wasn’t enough. He had naturally chubby cheeks, even with 7% body fat and his smile made a room light up. Having an Italian father and Spanish mother seemed to provide Tucker with a naturally handsome look, tanned complexion and hair all over.. He could bench 315lbs and it showed in his perky, thick pecs that sat below his meaty shoulders. His biceps were strong and toned. Even his dark, hairy forearms showed definition. His old running shoes kicked upon dust as they pounded the ground one leg at a time. His thick hairy thighs giggled as each leg smacked the dirt path and his bubble but was viewable even in his camouflage uniform which made most people look like a box. He was the definition of hunk. His quiet and calmdemeanor always pissed off the rowdy guys who would try to pry some other side out of him, maybe the party animal they had never seen. The girls they introduced to him found him irresistible but he never took any of them home or really expressed any interest in anyone when they went out. The other guys would make fun of him for it but Tucker really didn’t give a shit. He had other things on his mind and no-one really peaked his interest sexually when the pressure was on and his “friends” were drunk and obnoxious.

Tucker wanted a change. At the beginning of the year, Tucker made the decision to try and shadow the administrative side of the his base in the year he had remaining in the Army. He wanted to get some experience before leaving the military and heading to college and he was getting pretty fed up of the toxic man babies he was surrounded by. He asked his command and they approved the transition which would start the following week.

Tucker felt a wave of relief when his superior alerted him of the news. He knew he would be able to start his new journey and hopefully learn some skills before he left for good. Tucker broke the news to the other guys he trained with and they barely cared at all actually. At first he was disappointed and then he felt relief. He felt excited for the first time in years to do something that challenged him more than a run and some gym time.

Darren

“You have a new E-4 coming to the office to shadow you for a few months, maybe a year.” Said Darren’s supervisor, Cathy. “Ugh, when?” Replied Darren. “Next week. Get this, he is a grunt from infantry hahah. I wish you so much luck.” Darren’s supervisor responded. “I guess it’s good because we need another set of hands to help with this ridiculously complicated transition to the new procurement system. Hopefully he’s not a total dick like the rest of infantry” Darren said dismissively. “You’ll be in maternity leave for the next year so it’s just going to be me and him huh? “ Darren said to his supervisor. Cathy had recently gotten the news that she is pregnant and is about 3 months in. Soon her maternity leave would kick in and Darren would be left in the office alone to handle most of the bases purchases and bookkeeping. It was a quiet job and Darren enjoyed it because he got to listen to music and just vibe out with little distractions. His office had two desks that faced the office entrance. Behind the desks were two big windows that looked out over the baseball field where a lot of infantry would do their workouts. He hated the shouting from those guys every morning. Cathy’s desk was down the hall in a private office so Darren enjoyed his own space but admitted it would get lonely at times. He was sort of looking forward to a new person to talk to. He was also very aware of the possibility of getting a useless army boy that just wanted to coast through his last year in an air conditioned office. Either way, next week he would find out.

Darren was an E-6 and had been doing this for many years at a few different units. He liked the work but he admitted it was boring and somewhat unhealthy to be behind a desk all day.

Darren would wake up and hit the gym early. He would lift for half an hour and run for the other half an hour. His workouts would end and he would head over to the mess deck to get a hearty breakfast of eggs, some kind of meat and toast almost every workday. He was mixed complexion with brown eyes and a thick but short beard that the military allowed because his neck would get all cut up if he tried to shave everyday. Darren was toned and athletic at almost 6’1”, he turned heads when he would walk around base. His mom was Puerto Rican and his dad being half black and half white. He loved his friends and was openly gay but most people wouldn’t clock him for being queer until they got to know him. He loved to sing and dance and was actually pretty outgoing outside of work. His eclectic manner shines through most when he was comfortable with you. Darren decided to try search for more info on the new guy but couldn’t find any clues or indicators that would help his search. He would just have to wait until Monday of the following week to find out.

The first day

Darren awoke like any other Monday. He got out of bed at half past 5am, got into his workout clothes and headed to base. He lived in downtown Nashville which was a good 30 minute commute everyday but he loved the city and enjoyed the drive. He hit legs at the gym, ran for awhile on the treadmill at base and headed to the locker room to go clean up and change. As he buttoned up his camouflage ODU’s (operational dress uniform), he swung the door open to see a sweaty, hunky Tucker reaching for the door handle on the other side. The two almost slammed into each other. They locked eyes for a few more seconds than any normal people would and Darren quickly moved and said “excuse me, I’m sorry” politely. Tucker stepped into the locker room, dripping in sweat and simply smiled and nodded his head at Darren.

Darren left and felt.. something afterward. It was a simple exchange, polite and quick but he couldn’t get the man’s face out of his head. Darren grabbed his breakfast and decided to eat in the office this morning. Mondays are full of weekend emails and weekend emergencies so he always took a few extra minutes to sift through the good, bad and ugly before getting started on anything.

7:52 am read the computer monitor time. Darren took the last bit of his toast when a knock on the door startled him. He didn’t get many visitors that didn’t just come in. “It’s open” Darren screamed with a half full mouth. The door opens and Darren’s eyes grow wide as the man from the locker room stood in the office doorway. Behind him was Cathy, who introduced the two.

“Morning D, this is Tucker. He is the new E-4 I was telling you about!” Darren smiles and attempts to quickly finish his mouthful of food. “So..sorry, I’m finishing up my breakfast haha. I think we met earlier in the locker room. Sorry about that again, I was in hurry to get some food in me.” Darren said as he got up to welcome Tucker Into the office. Tucker reached out a hand to shake and said “no worries, it’s nice to meet you too.” With a smile.

The two shook hands for awhile. Darren felt Tuckers firm grip and broke the eye contact to look at his meaty forearm and thick bicep in his button up ODU shirt with the sleeves rolled up. “ let me show you to your desk” Darren said. Darren felt butterflies in his stomach, he was flustered and thought he was talking louder than normal in such a small space. “We set up a computer for you over here. My desk is right next to yours and we have a great view.” Was all Darren was able to get out at that moment. Tucker cracked a smile and said “thanks”. “Well it looks like you two can get to know each other I guess, Tucker seems like a real big talker so good luck D.” Said Cathy jokingly. “In all seriousness, if you need anything, Darren is your main man. I am going on maternity leave in a week or so and it will just be Darren and you here. He is a great teacher and has a ton of knowledge that hopefully you can pick up on and will assist you in your transition out. Reach out to me if you need anything, I’ll be in the office next door until I leave.”

“Thank you” Tucker said softly with a smile. Cathy left the room and it was just the two men now.

D- “So what brought you over to the desk jockeys?” Darren said with a smile.

T- “I am separating soon, I never really learned any skills other than combat with infantry and I am more interested in this kind of work.”

D- “ Oh that’s great! I was worried I was getting a grunt that just wanted an easy office job until they left.” “Although this is a very different day to day than running and training, I hope you can take something away from it and feel free to ask me anything that will help with that. We have a big transition coming up with a new system that helps us order parts and supplies and so on, I’m hoping to get you caught up on some basic stuff and you can actually help me out a bunch too while Cathy is gone.”

T- “okay”

D- “gosh you really are a man of few words hahaha. Sorry I can be a lot, feel free to tell me to chill out if I’m being too much.” Darren said with in an unconfident voice as he turned to sit down.

T- “ Im really quiet, I’ll try to ask lots of questions though. Im excited to be here and I want to say thanks again for taking me in to learn this.” “What can I get started on?” D- “great! Let me show you around and just get you familiar with everything.” Darren said eagerly.

Darren gave Tucker the full tour of the building, he explained how the weekdays are sort of planned out and what he can expect. He gave Tucker a run down on some computer program they will be using and explained what they will be transitioning into in the near future. Tucker just nodded and politely smiled. It made Darren feel uneasy but not in a bad way. Darrens first impression of Tucker was that he was ever confident and didn’t need to prove. it. Darren had never met someone that had so little to say. He was Intrigued to say the least. It would be a lie to say he wasn’t checking him out a bit too. His short and thick frame filled out his uniform nicely. His thick chest and toned torso could be seen easily every time Tucker stretched or leaned back in his chair. All day, Darren couldn’t help replaying their interaction in the locker room in his head. Tuckers thin gray sleeveless tee shirt drenched in sweat, clinging to his meaty chest and abs. His pumped up arms swollen from whatever workout he had just finished. Darrens mind started to wonder when he heard from the right side of the room. “I don’t really love these computers”. Tucker had brought Darren out of his day dreaming to tell him he disapproves of the desktop computers from the early 2000s that were handed down from another office. Darren smiled and said “ oh right I’m so sorry, I’ll email the commanding officer and ask him to bring down the good computers. Yeah these are trash but its all we got. I’m hoping after the transition, we can request new desktops from the admin budget but we will see.” Darren said in a joking and light hearted tone. Tucker smiled even harder this time and said “yeah, we’re actually good friends the big boss and I.” Tucker said in a dry joking manner to Darren. “Then do us a solid and get us some better equipment” Darren replied playfully. They continued their short conversations throughout the morning as Darren tried a little harder to pull some more info out of Tucker. They actually had a lot in common. They liked to workout in the mornings, both of them were fans of concerts and live shows and watching tv at home. They loved some good old alone time to decompress when they weren’t at work .By the end of the week, Darren had gotten a good idea of who Tucker was from a surface level. He hated to admit that he really enjoyed having a good looking guy next to him all day. He was even more excited to tell his friends that weekend about his new office crush.

Darren part 2

“Sooooo whatsup, how’s that new guy that started?” Asked Monique, Darrens best friend in Nashville and fellow alphabet mafia member. Monique is a bar manager at one of the gay clubs in downtown Nash called Bettys. She is a funny, witty, and sometimes rude lesbian that loves to speak her mind. Darren and her met when he first got stationed in Tennessee and decided to check out the scene only to find the best drag bar and bar manager in the area. The two have been good friends ever since. She sat across the table from him in an early Friday crowd at the bar that Friday evening.

“He’s cute!! I didn’t think I would get such a little hunk, He’s like real quiet at first but after we talked for a little, I think I disarmed him and he started to open up.” Darren explained to Monique.

“Are you planning on opening up for him?” Mo said with a big stupid smile. “No bitch!! I don’t even think he knows I’m gay haha. I think he is cute and all but you know I like a man with meat on him.” Said Darren as he sipped his Vodka soda with a splash of cran. “Besides, I can’t shit where I eat. You know what that’s like more than anyone working over here, little scarlet” Darren said jokingly. “He is cute though. I would love to see what he looks like after a few months at that desk job” Darren said lustfully. Mo laughed and got up to help the dj stand set up for this evening’s events.

Darren liked Chubby guys. He had always had a thing for a big thick man with a mighty appetite and a gut to show for it. He loved the feeling of blowing a guy with a big fat belly and feeling the weight of his feedee on his forehead. He liked undressing them after a big dinner. Telling them too suck in their belies so he could get to their belts un- buckled. He loved to find the chubs that would be alright with a good fattening session. He would tie them up and feed them until they begged for mercy. He loved the control and the sex after was always spectacular. He frequented the apps like Grommr and Scruff but the men on those were either too far away or just one night stands. The quick hookups and feedings didn’t bother Darren but he was 32 and was feeling like he should try to find something a bit more concrete as time went on. Either way, Bettys was a great place to cruise and dance and fuck off. It was also a 5 minute walk to Darrens beautiful penthouse loft in the city. All that E-6 pay went into Darrens bachelor pad. He loved to be home as well and gardening in his free time. He would listen to music and dance around his living room with a cocktail or entertain his friends after they went dancing at the bar. Overall he was content with his life.

Most Sundays, Darren would get the scaries and dread going into work the next day. The gym was a nice detox and the work was stressful but rewarding. This Sunday was different, he was actually excited this time. He couldn’t get the image of Tucker out of his head. Standing in that door way, his chest hair popping out of the collar over his tight shirt. His thick torso heaving up and down with each breath. Darren went to sleep that night and jerked off to the fantasy of feeding Tucker out of that uniform. Making him eat until thick belly grew so big he would have to move up a size on his pants. His bulging stomach pushing against the fabric of his camo button up. Darren came so hard to the thought of Tucker, in that same doorway, in that same shirt but 30 pounds fatter. His devilish smile in between his chubby cheeks. His thick chubby stomach stretching the fabric of his sweat soaked workout shirt over that fattest part of his belly. The indent of his belly button. The slight lean he would take on has his weight shifted back to accommodate the fattened stomach he carried around. Darren came hard and far longer than he did when he would watch porn. He knew he had found his new obsession.

Lunch

Monday rolled around, the day started normally for Darren. He got up, got to the gym, got breakfast. Unfortunately he didn’t get another encounter with his office crush but knew he would be seeing him soon. Darren ate in the mess hall and as he sits down, in walks Tucker. His thick hairy arms swaying as he walked. He didn’t notice Darren just yet and it gave Darren the opportunity to stare at him a little more. Darren was falling a little deeper into this obsession every time he looked up to watch him order his food. Tuckers defined jawline and proper stance added to his already attractive look. Tucker got his food and saw Darren. He headed toward Darren who was gawking a bit and said “mind if I join you?” with that devilishly cute grin.

“Of course!” Darren said with a bit too much energy. The two ate and talked about their weekends. Darren went into great detail about his plants and his friend Monique. He talked about all sorts of things and before he knew it, the meal as over and it was time to head upstairs. Darren apologized for talking so much and went to throw away his garbage. Tucker intercepted him and said “I like the conversation, it’s different from the conversations I used to have in our “office”. It’s refreshing! Let me take your trash” Tucker said. He grabbed Darrens tray and walked away toward the trash can. His thick ass swayed in the tight military style pants and Darren was suddenly in a trance. “How could someone have such a presence so fast in my head. I literally hold onto every word he says for days and try to interpret it. This probably isn’t good” Darren thought to himself. The two made their way to the elevator and upstairs. Darren gave Tucker the breakdown of what the wanted to accomplish this week. There were a lot of backlogged requests, receipts, emails and such and Darren needed Tucker to organize them into specific folders to better assist them when it came time to switch over. The two got into the days work. Darren noticed he hadn’t played music all week before and asks “Do you mind if I put on some music? It usually is just background noise for me and helps the time go by”. “Not at all, that sounds nice actually” Tucker replies. Darren puts on a radio station from Spotify, something pop and probably a little gay. “I.. I like this song” Tucker blurts out. “Oh yeah? This is that new song from Kim Petras and I think Sam Smith. Gay icons” Darren said as he laughed. A quick panic flew over him and his heart skipped a beat saying that out loud. Darren basically just came out to Tucker in the most casual way possible.

“Just keep staring at your computer, he probably didn’t hear you.” Darren thought. “Cool!” Tucker said enthusiastically. “I always listen to like punk rock from my teenage years because it really gets me going when I workout. I like to hear new music though” Tucker added. “We should ugh workout sometimes in the morning. I remember seeing you last Monday coming into the locker room. I could use a workout buddy.” Darren said trying not to sound too eager.

“That would be great!! Tucker exclaimed! That was the most emotion Darren had seen Tucker let out since they met. “I really love to lift and I don’t have the same routine as I did when I was training so I’m all alone down there. Wanna go tomorrow morning? I usually get to the gym around 5:30 am.” Tucker said with enthusiasm. “Sure, I usually get up around then and get to work by 6. But I can get up earlier. let’s do it!” “Ok sounds good!” Tucker replied.The two went back to staring at their computers and listening to music and as the day lead on.

12:30pm rolled around and Darren noticed how hungry his stomach sounded. He also realized he hadn’t seen Tucker eat lunch at all last week. Tucker would leave for the entire hour that he was given for lunch. The food court was comical in light of the recent efforts the command was taking to get military members to “eat healthy”.

There was a Burger King, Taco bell, Popeyes and a Subway. Outside there were a few barbecue food trucks that were irresistible if you smelled them. “Want to grab lunch?” Darren asked. “umm I usually eat alone. Its not anything against you I promise I just eat a lot for lunch and I don’t want to gross you out haha” Tucker replied looking down as if embarrassed. Darrens’ heart skipped a beat again. “Dude, no worries! I will not be disgusted. You shouldn’t eat alone. What do you normally get?” Darren asked. “Well I’m in my bulking cycle right now. So I usually gorge around lunch time and drink a coffee to combat the sleepiness after. Lunch is the best time to eat big cause the calories are still being burned and it fuels me up from lifting. If you’re sure you wont be grossed out, we can go down to the food court.” Darren dry swallows at the thought of Tucker bulking. He really landed the best office mate he could have asked for. “Sure! let’s go” Darren said a little too enthusiastically. The two took the elevator down and split up to get food. Darren waited in the subway line to get an Italian footlong with chipotle southwest sauce, his favorite. He got his food first and glanced up to see Tucker carrying over a heaping pile of food. Two double whoppers with cheese, large fries and a large milkshake with whipped cream on top. Hidden under it all was a 10 piece nugget. Darren did his best to honor his commitment of no judgement but his cock got harder than a rock watching Tucker dig in to this meal after he sat down in front of him. He was eager and starving.

He shredded through the first sandwich and fries in a matter of minutes. Sucking down a few big gulps of milkshake to wash it down. He downed a few nuggets dipped in ranch and moved onto the second double whopper and fries. This time he took about double the time to stuff them down. Finally he drank the remaining slosh of milkshake and finished off the last 5 nuggets. Darren watched in absolute amazement and lust. He watched the ketchup drip down Tuckers beard stubble and hit the paper below his face. He watched his cheeks swell with each massive bite he took of the greasy burgers, fries and nuggets. Darren made sure to eat at the same pace as Tucker so they would finish at the same time. Tucker wiped his mouth with several napkins and chuckled as he looked sheepishly at Darren who was doing his absolute best to maintain composure. “I told you I’m a fuckin pig when I eat” Tucker said in a silly manner. “Ive always gotten so much shit for eating the way I do but I have always eaten that way since I was a kid.” Tucker explained. “Sorry if it was gross” He said again with his head down. “NO.. I mean its fine. It is certainly an efficient way to ughhh... eat.” Darren jokingly said. He regretted that stupid sentence immediately. Darren tried to recover by asking “What does a bulk normally look like for you? How big are you now and how big do you normally get?”

Tucker smiled, leaned back in the cafeteria chair, exposing his distended torso and said “god this is what I love to do! I am 215 now and like 10% body fat. I’ll fatten up to like 240 and lift hard. Then i’ll cut before weigh in season in January.” Darren nearly threw up, his dick was uncomfortably erect and he thought if Tucker kept talking, he would just cum right there. “Wow! 240 is big! You’re going to be a big boy at that weight” Darren said at a loss for words. “I know thats just the heaviest I’ve ever gotten. I think I might even go bigger this year because I’m sitting all day. I’m barely getting any cardio so I’m going to balloon up quick. I gotta watch it and make sure I don’t get too big” Tucker said with a smile on his cute face. “So ugh.. what do you eat for lunch and dinner usually?” Darren asked shyly as to not give away his absolute obsession with this conversation. “Ill usually eat a bowl of plain oatmeal with cinnamon in the mornings but now i’ll start to eat a big hearty breakfast of carbs and proteins. For lunch I eat this and for dinner I usually either make a big pasta or some kind of big carb filled dish. If I’m feeling lazy i’ll eat a few frozen pizzas.” Tucker explained.

“Hey I’m going to get a coffee, want anything?” Tucker asked. “No thanks man. I’ll meet you upstairs after though. “Sounds good” Tucker said as he lifted his tray full of wrappers and walked toward the Starbucks at the other end of the food court. Darren managed to tuck is dick under his waistband and hurry to the bathroom to relieve himself. He jerked off for not even half a minute before shooting a massive load into his hand to avoid the mess. It squirted so hard into the cup of his palm that the ricochet still got everywhere. His thick cum overflowed his palm as he struggled to keep quiet from the explosive orgasm. His knees nearly buckled from the sheer ecstasy of his imagination. Tucker at 240+ pounds would send Darren into an absolute meltdown. Darren only had to imagine the uniform straining around his office mates fat stomach and he was instantly hard again. The terminology Tucker used to describe his bulk was unreal!! The words “Fatten up” and “Balloon” made Darren feral. He couldn’t believe the interaction that just occurred. He couldn’t believe his reality at the moment. He did however understand that he had to clean up his enormous mess and get back to work real soon.

Darren made his way back upstairs and realized it was 12:42. He entered the office and saw Tucker typing away. Tucker looked up, smiled, took a sip of coffee and said “nice of you to rejoin us” with a smirk. “Sorry I had to take a phone call on the way up.” Said Darren in a completely frazzled state of mind. He just needed to get back to work. It would seem impossible but he had to focus his mind elsewhere until work was over. The two typed away and got back into the rhythm of work until 4pm when they called it a day. “aright I’ll see you tomorrow!” Darren said as he quickly gathered his things and headed out the door. Before he could leave he heard “we’re hitting the gym at 5:30 right?” From Tucker. “Oh yeah I almost forgot, I’ll see you then”.

Darren undressed in the locker room downstairs from his office, drove home and did his best to find Tucker on social media. He looked at Facebook, insta, linkedin... nothing came up. Tucker was totally off the grid which made sense being an introvert and all. Darren just had to rely on his mind to remember his cute office mates face as he rubbed one out again that night thinking of a fattened up Tucker.

The gym

4:45am rang on the vibrating phone sitting atop Darrens night stand. He jumped out of bed and into his workout clothes. He grabbed his uniform for the day and a water bottle and headed eagerly out the door to get to base as fast as possible. Darren ended up getting there a little early and decided to warmup with a few chest exercises to get a good pump for Tucker to see. He was wearing his tightest and cutest gym outfit and he knew if there was chance with Tucker, this would be an opportunity to show off a bit. Darren was no stranger to the gym. His strongest muscles were his back and his chest. He trained those two groups at least twice a week and it showed. His toned chest popped out of the light blue workout shirt he had on. His meaty and athletic butt looked amazing in his tight short shorts and he stood at least an inch taller in his training shoes. After a few sets on bench he heard the outside doors open, He watched as Tucker walked into the empty gym with the very same outfit they first met in, the sleeveless grey shirt with short shorts as well. “Whatsup man, Damn dude, you look great buddy! How long have you been lifting?” Tucker asked enthusiastically. “I guess like 10 years or so. I like to work out for aesthetics only though. I just want to look good” Darren said jokingly as his heart fluttered from the compliment. “Oh nice man, yeah you look super toned, are you doing chest today?” Tucker asked. “Thanks! that means a lot coming from the bulking body builder” laughing out loud “ I’m actually going to hit back today, want to join me?” Said Darren. “Sure, I love a good back day” Tucker said. Darren was happy to see tucker so happy and talkative about something for once. Darren felt like he was really winning tucker over and earning his trust.

About half way through the workout, the two boys were getting sweaty, Tucker turned toward the weight rack which had a full length mirror all the way across and lifted his shirt to wipe the sweat from his eyes. The site gave Darren chills. Tucker had a thick meaty chest covered in a mat of dark hair that tapered down to his upper abs. His muscular stomach expanded out with each heavy breathe. The trail of hair spread out again over his naturally tan abs and made its way back down to his waste band which showed the brand name of an underwear company that laid tightly over his toned hips and waist. His ass filled out his tight workout shorts beautifully and his smooth back was arched heavily, revealing his cute little dimples some guys get right over their ass cheeks. The brief view of Tuckers beautiful body sent Darren back into an absolute crisis as he felt the his cock swell up again.

“Is it my set yet?” Tucker asked as he dropped his shirt and turned to find Darren in a full open mouth drool staring in his direction. “Uh.. I .. I have.. Ugh one more set and it’s all yours!!” Darren blurted out as his eyes darted back up to Tuckers face from his midsection. “Alright weirdo” laughed Tucker. Darren managed to tuck away his boner once again and get up to rack on another set of 45’s to the row machine. “Damn big guy! That some heavy lifting. You got this!” Yelled Tucker. Darren positioned himself on the seat, chest pushed out, posture correct and cranked out 10 reps grunting and moaning the whole time. “Damn” Tucker yelled as Darren got up from the machine. Darren went to wipe his sweat from the seat before Tucker yelled out, “No need buddy, I’m not worried about your sweat”. Darren didn’t know how he was going to get through this every morning. He couldn’t see any sign of that meal Tucker ate the day prior but he knew in time, there would be some growth, a lot of growth. He had to control himself somehow.

As the two walked to the locker room, Daren asked inquisitively “so what is the best part of that bulk you were telling me about? Like do you have to buy new clothes? Im sure its expensive. Does anyone in your friend group or family say anything about the weight?”

Tucker chuckled and responded “well I guess I really like the feeling of getting so thick and gaining so much. It feels good to put on so much mass. It is very expensive and thats why I usually east such crappy foods because its really all I can afford when bulking. I do have an extra set or two of bigger shirts and pants for work as well as gym and home clothes that fit me better once I get plump. And to answer your last question, I don’t really talk much with my family and I really don’t have any friends that would notice I guess. If you haven’t already noticed, I’m not very outgoing. The guys in my squadron would always give me so much shit for getting so fat. It kinda stopped me from enjoying the entire process. It can be fun ya know, just letting go and eating like crazy and watching the scale tip everyday. I don’t know”.

Darren processed the information and responded by saying “well its great that you get to feel good about your body, it must be a huge transformation and fun to experience. I’m excited to see how big and strong you get! Fuck your old friends too” Tucker looked up at Darren and thanked him for the support sincerely.

The two entered the locker room which felt a little busier than normal. Tucker took off his shirt and shorts in the middle of the room. He walked over to his locker, got his towel and soap and headed over to one of the empty showers. This moment ran in slow motion for Darren. He was stunned. Tucker was like a greek god in Darrens eyes. His meaty ass and thighs stretched the fabric of his almost painted on undies. His meaty bulge stuck out just perfectly in Darrens direction as he headed for the showers. The sweat running down his chest flattened the carpet of hair that ran down the entire front of his torso. Darren wanted to know what he smelled like, what his sweat tasted like in the heat of sex? How it would feel to run his fingers across Tuckers thick chubby stomach that wasn’t even a reality yet? He thought about what Tucker had just said and realized he wanted to help with his bulk...

Lunch x2

Darren and Tucker continued to hit it off. They really started to connect and get along really well. One morning Darren finally admitted he was gay to Tucker who was not shocked nor put off at all. In fact he was little Intrigued. “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“ how long have you been out?” “What was it like telling your parents?” “Is it weird being out in the military?” were just some of the many questions he asked on the topic. It really made Darren think maybe Tucker had some not so straight thoughts he was wrestling with, or maybe that was wishful thinking on Darrens part.

The weeks had gone by fairly quickly and Cathy was officially gone on maternity leave. Every day, Tucker and Darren would get breakfast after their workout and lunch together around noon. The mess deck only served a specific amount and kind of food and was really only good for breakfast. It was cheap and edible but their lunch left something to be desired. Tucker loved his Burger King. He would order the same thing almost everyday. Darren decided to help Tucker out a bit and start to buy him lunch for all his “hard work” a few days a week.

He would buy Tuckers usual order but throw in a few extra bacon cheeseburgers or a 20 piece nugget and bring it to the office to eat. He would also purposefully tell Tucker that he was buying today but wait an hour past their regular meal time so Tucker was starving. Darren would sit back and watch Tucker stuff himself like a pig until he moaned. His cheeks would bulge and his mouth would be covered in grease after. He would always sit back in the comfy reclining office chair and stretch his distended stomach. On these specific days though, Darren would throw the extra food he purposefully bought on his desk and ask him to eat it. “Im too full man, I can’t get this down but I don’t want to waste it. Will you finish it? It’s no good as leftovers” Darren would say. Tucker would usually respond with something like “I don’t know man, I’m feeling stuffed right now. I guess I can find some room” and he would stuff that down too. If he protested and said he couldn’t, Darren would guilt the food into Tuckers expanding stomach. “Awe man, don’t make me waste this food, it was pricey and its good for your bulk buddy. Just finish it for me!?” He would say to Tucker. Darren would look down at the already stuffed army boy with his big brown puppy dog eyes and it would work every time. Darren never had to work too hard to get Tucker to push a few more calories into his belly. He knew that Tucker was a pig deep down and just wanted to fill himself bigger and bigger. Darren loved it. He couldn’t get enough of his fattening office mate. Tucker didn’t seem to take notice of the ever increasing size of his meals Darren was bringing him. Almost as if Tucker wanted to ignore it because it was free and he didn’t want to bite the metaphorical hand that fed him by denying anything.

It started to show too. Tucker would meet at the gym a few minutes late and it started to become a regular habit. Apparently he blamed it on bad sleep, which meant he would game too late and have trouble waking up. Tucker would show around 6 and be wearing his “skinny clothes” as Darren considered them. This gave Darren enough time to get some cardio in before lifting to offset the food he was eating to make Tucker feel “normal” in his diet. Tucker on the other hand, wouldn’t get almost any cardio in anymore and his belly started to push against the fabric of his workout shirts. The best ones were the extra small, thin sleeveless workout shirts Tucker would wear. He would hit shoulders with these small shirts on and they would ride up and show his fattening midsection spilling ever so slightly over his now tighter waistband. His thick hairy stomach peeking out on every rep. This gave Darren plenty of time to stare and admire his “secret stuffings” that were clearly paying off. When Tucker was benching was the best. He would lay down and and Darren would spot from above. Tucker would tug at the bottom of the shirt trying to pull it down to avoid showing Darren his ballooning stomach.

Darren figured Tucker was somewhat embarrassed by his new heft. By the end of Tuckers set, his heavy breathing and heaving around had made the shirt ride up to his chest, exposing his softening hairy stomach for Darren to immerse himself in. Darren had to jerk off almost everyday at work just to get through the day from the visuals in the morning. Darren made sure to keep Tucker in a good state of mind too. “Damn dude, you’re looking so strong.” Or “dude, are you sure you’re not juicing? You’re looking huge!” Darren would say. His words of affirmation were taken so well that Tucker would smile harder every time Darren said it to him. Tucker would thank him happily and have an extra pep in his walk for the rest of the day which gave Darren the opportunity to slip a few extra burger/ fries into the ballooning mans lunch. Darren was making sure Tucker was blissfully unaware of how big he was growing around his belt and how fast it was happening.

Tucker started to fill out his uniform too. His thick thighs would tug at the fabric when he bent over and he started complaining about the waistband being too tight after a long day of sitting. Darren imagined how big of an indent the belt and pants button must leave on Tuckers underbelly when he finally strips down after work. Tucker muscles were growing at the same rate as his belly. All the calories and working out was plumping him up all over. His chest was getting huge and his thighs were growing thicker every day. His once toned arms were softening but growing at the same time. He even said he couldn’t flex too hard in this uniform otherwise he would rip the fabric around his biceps. It was amazing for Darren to not only watch but contribute to the process. He was witnessing Tuckers bulk from a front row seat and got to see the results everyday as they changed together in the locker room.

Darren was growing too, although not at the same pace or in the same places. He was enjoying having a workout partner. He never really pushed himself in the gym before but he liked the encouragement from Tucker and it was showing. His chest was getting bigger, he could squat and deadlift more than ever and he felt stronger too.

One particular Friday, the two had a started off like any other. At the gym, Tucker later than usual and rushing in. He was wearing a new shirt this time. Much bigger than the old ones. I guess he got tired of exposing himself to the whole gym. “Hey man, how’s it going?” Said Darren. Tucker responded, “I’m alright. I switched by clothes out to my big boy set but I can’t find my bigger military uniforms. I think when I moved last year I lost that box. So I ordered more but the warehouse is super backed up so they wont be here for another month or so.” He explained. Daren knew exactly what that meant, he might get to witness Tucker blow up out of his current uniform with this heavy bulk. Darrens mind wandered as he imagined feeding Tucker in the office until Tuckers buttons burst onto the desk. His fat gut spilling forward as a breathe of relief escapes Tuckers greasy lips. “Well I’m sure it’ll be fine. You can wait for a few more weeks” Responded Darren. “I don’t think I can man, I’m putting on a lot more weight than I had anticipated. I think its just coming on really fast and I wasn’t expecting it. I’m actually going to hit cardio today instead of lifting.” Tucker explained. Darren felt a bit sad after the conversation realizing he may have pushed a little too hard to fatten Tucker up.

After their workout, Darren saw Tucker coming down the main hall of the gym, glistening in sweat, headed toward the locker room. He jumped up and decided to follow him and end his workout a little early.

D- “Done early?”

T- “yeah man, that run took it out of me, I’m so winded haha”

D- ‘Oh yeah I feel ya, I hate running”

T- “I gotta curb it on the meals I guess until I can get this new uniforms. I really don’t think I’m going to make it with the ones I have now. They’re getting so tight. I feel like I’m going to pop a button or something.”

D- “well if you need me to sew you anything, I have a machine at home. I would be happy to try and let out the pants and blouses for you if I can. Why don’t you bring them by tonight and I can work on them over the weekend? I was going to get a drink at this karaoke bar near my place with a friend, you should come!”

T- “Oh I don’t really go out much. I’m not sure but thats awful nice of you.”

D- “literally not taking no for an answer, just come and drop off your uniforms, i’ll have them ready for you by Monday. No need to drink but we can just chill and have some fun!”

T- sighs “alright I guess, sorry I’m such an introvert. Its so hard to get me to go out” he said looking down at his feet.

D- “ no worries! Im excited for you to meet my friend Monique too.”

T- ‘yeah it’ll be nice to get out a bit. Thanks Darren!”

Darren could sense that tucker was feeling self conscious. He could see Tucker squirming in the tight uniform at this desk. His pants seems to be the biggest issue. They strangled his thighs and dug into his crouch big time. The button down blouse was tight but wearable. It was getting a little tight around Tuckers budding love handles. You could see it best when he would sit upright in the chair as his stomach pushed out into his lap and straining the unforgiving fabric. Every now and then you could see him tug at the blouse trying to pull it out from under his belly as his gut spilled over.

The two had never really hangout outside of base and Darren wanted him to meet Monique. Darren decided not to buy Tucker lunch that day and they ate apart, something they haven’t done in awhile. It felt weird actually. That afternoon, Tucker and Darren left together and Darren shared the details of the bar. “ just bring the informs to the bar and I’ll take them home with me. I’ll probably be there around 7 if that sounds good?” Said Darren. Tucker looked back in his snug uniform and said “yeah! That sounds great. I’m excited and I’ll see you then.”

The night out

7:03pm read Darrens phone screen. Monique and him sipped drinks at the bar in anticipation for his arrival. “Mo” is what everyone called her, including Darren. Darren had been filling her in on all the juicy and chubby gossip. She was well aware of Darrens sexual deviancies and was the least bit judgmental. She was excited and ready to meet the guy Darren couldn’t shut up about for the last 2 months. Just as she got up to order another drink from the booth, she saw Darrens eyes light up. Mo turned around and saw what Darren had been obsessing over all this time. Coming in with a pair of snake skin cowboy boots, a pair of slacks that hugged his thick legs from the calf up to the crotch, and a plain black teeshirt that probably fit perfectly about 10 pounds ago but was now rubbing against the chubbiest part of his belly. Tuckers hair was slicked back and a big smile came across his face when he stared back at Darren. Mo turned back to Darren and all she could say is, “oh damn, he’s fine”.

“I know now be nice , here he comes!” Darren said in between his teeth as Tucker approached. “Hey! Thanks again for inviting me out, I haven’t worn civilian pants in months and I think and it shows.” Tucker said jokingly as he slapped his thighs. Darrens eyes widened at the sight of tuckers thick form in the small pants he was wearing.

“Tucker! It’s great to meet you. Darren wont shut up about you. I’m Mo!” Darrens face turned bright red, even with his dark skin as he looked up at Tucker and Mo hugging. “First round is on me, you drinking anything tonight honey?” She asked Tucker. “Oh I don’t know, maybe a beer.” Tucker replied. “Get him an IPA” Darren said loudly to Mo as she walked away. “Thanks for coming out! I’m glad you made it. Its weird to see you not in uniform or your workout clothes haha” Darren said trying not to be too weird. “I know I really never get out and I need to be better at socializing. I just didn’t enjoy going to the bars my squadron wanted to go to. They’d always get shit faced and try to fight someone so I hated going out and I wasn’t going to go alone. Thats just depressing” Tucker explained.

Darren laughed out loud “yeah that is depressing. I’ve NEVER gone to the bar alone before” winking at Tucker. The two laughed and Mo returned with another vodka soda for Darren and a carb rich IPA for Tucker.

The Three of them chatted for awhile. Drank for awhile. The bar started to get full and people started singing on the dimly lit Karaoke stage. The night was coming alive and Tucker looked as though he was really enjoying himself. Mo really liked Tucker. She would ask him a bunch of questions and listen to his one word answers. The she would cuss him out for not talking enough to which Tucker would cackle. Daren was loving it too. About 11:30pm hit and Darren noticed that Tucker was drunk. It only took about 4 IPAs but he was definitely slurring his words. Tucker decided he wanted to take a shot and sing. He ran up to the bar, got 3 shots of whisky, brought them back to the table and persuaded Mo and Darren to join in. They reluctantly obliged. Tucker stood at the edge of the booth as they raised their glasses to cheers. All three of them lifted their glasses to drink. Tucker lifted his glass to his mouth, his chubby belly peaked out for the whole table to see. Darrens face went red and his heart rate shot up and Mo caught on immediately. She looked at Darren wide eyed knowing what was going through Darrens mind. Tucker, oblivious to it all didn’t even realize his shirt was still sitting on his little gut. Exposing his hairy underbelly and straining pants button. Darren reached over and tugged at the bottom of Tuckers shirt to help him cover up but not before running his fingers on the thick path of hair surrounding his deepening belly button. The rush of that touch sent Darren into another dimension.

Just as Tucker looked down to see what was happening, His name was called over the intercom for the next song which happened to be “like a virgin”. Turns out Tucker is really outgoing if you get a few beers in him. He got right up one stage and belted out the words as if he was alone in his apartment. He closed his eyes and hit the high notes as best he could. His voice was far from perfect but it was so entraining to watch him. Darren took out his phone and recorded the entire performance for blackmail purposes of course.

Darren didn’t know what love felt like but in that moment, he knew he was well on his way to falling for this man on stage. He knew it was dangerous to let his emotions get into this but he couldn’t help it. He really like Tucker and he loved this new side of him, especially the weight. About 12:45 hit and Tucker was about 6 beers and shot deep and feeling it. His words weren’t making sense, he was clearly exhausted because his eyes kept shutting in the seat directly across from Darren. Mo was lit too but she had met a few other friends that had just come in so the energy was still high with her. Tucker was clearly not driving home so Darren asked “Do you want to crash at my place?”

Without protest, Tucker nodded yes with his little budding double chin and beard stubble that was already too long for military standards. “Alright let’s head out, my house is close so i’ll get us an uber” Darren explained. The two said their goodbyes and Mo pulled Darren to the side and said “be gentle on him, he probably is a virgin haha”. Darren smirked before blowing her kisses and saying bye. The two boys hopped into the car. Tucker turned to Darren, reached over with his hand and put it on Tuckers chest. “Thanks for inviting me tonight. Im sorry I’m a party pooper hahah”. Darren replied with tuckers hand still firmly grabbing his pec at this point, “no worries buddy. I’d love to see you out more. Did you have fun?” Tucker replied with a long and drawn out “Yaaaas” which really indicated that it was time for bed.

Tucker put his hand back in his lap and they arrived the Darrens building. The street was busy with people still and the two got out of the car, Tucker a little slower than Darren. Tucker looked around and said “where are we, are we going to your house?” Darren laughed and said “yeah its up there”. After months of not drinking, even with his new heft, Tucker was a light weight. He tripped stepping up onto the curb which made Darren jolt toward him to grab him under his arm. Darren wrapped his arm around his thick friend and helped him to the elevator in the lobby. Darren really wanted nothing more than to get Tucker into his living room and suck him off until he blew a load right down his throat. He wanted to feed Tucker until he was ready to pop and then rim him until he came again, repeating this until the sun came up. But tucker was drunk and that would be wrong and he still wasn’t sure what the Tuckers interests were anyway. So they got up to the loft, the double floor to ceiling windows let in the city lights from the 15th floor. The accent lighting made the space feel warm and huge at the same time. Tucker gasped and asked “is this all yours??” In disbelief. “Are you rich or somethin??” he asked. Darren laughed and said “no I am just a single gay man with lots of disposable income”. Tucker started laughing a little too hard “your like perfect you know that?” Tucker responded. Darren blushed. He was sort of at a loss for words.

“Lets get to bed and we can get big breakfast in the morning. Hows that sounds? Couch is really comfy and here are some blankets.” Darren pulled a few blankets from a chest on the ground and threw them at the couch. “The bathroom is down the hall to the left if you need it. Ill get you some water and Advil and a multivitamin. It will help a lot in the morning.” Said Darren. “Your the best buddy, thank you again” Tucker called out as Darien placed a mason jar of water and a few pills next to tucker now laying down on the couch. He rolled over, ate the pills and chugged the water before rolling back over and saying softly “goodnight”.

Darren could feel tuckers bloated stomach on the way up to the apartment as he wrapped his arm around Tucker for support. He knew all these beers would bloat him up and as Tucker laid there, Darren could see the effects of that. His thick stomach pushed out against the shirt and made it nice and tight around his belly. His big meaty arms curled up under his head and his big juicy ass was eating the slacks he had on. Tucker was getting big. Daren threw a blanket over him and headed off to bed. The next morning around 8:30am, Darren awoke to the sounds of water running. He remembered what had happened the night before and felt excited to know that this big hunky man was just in the other room. Darren would have preferred to wake up next to Tucker, holding his thick meaty body close as he buried his face into Tuckers hairy chest and dug his hard cock in to his big plump belly. The thought of tucker made Darren so hard he had to jerk off before going out there. It was so easy to cum these days just thinking of Tuckers weight gain. Darren didn’t even watch porn much anymore. He just relied on the spank bank of memories he had of Tucker each week. It felt a little gross but Darren never wanted to take advantage of Tucker, he just wanted to appreciate him for all he was and deep down he wanted Tucker to appreciate him back.

Darren finally showed his face outside of his bedroom to find tucker belly up, shirtless on the couch. He was staring at his phone and looked over to see Darien shirtless as well, in his pajamas pants that were probably showing his half chub. Tucker shot up off the couch and greeted Darren while also searching for this shirt. His thickening stomach giggled as he pulled the blankets up searching for it but to no avail.

T- “ugh hey morning. Sorry I’m looking for my shirt but I guess I lost it sometime last night. Thanks you so much for letting me stay the night. You really didn’t have to and I appreciate it”.

D- “No worries! Im happy to have you anytime. I can lend you a shirt, just let me make a cup of coffee and get some water. Want espresso??”

Darren wanted to enjoy the view of Tucker searching through blankets for his lost shirt a little more. He loved the way his stomach folded over the tight waistband of his pants. His bed head was pushed to one side and his cute smile lit up the room more than the incoming sun. Darren was in heaven.

T- “A coffee would be excellent, thank you very much” Im sorry again”

D- “stop apologizing! You’re like a good friend now. You can crash at my place whenever you want! I’m always happy to have you”. “I may also have some incriminating evidence against you by the way.” Darren said with an evil smile.

T- “oh god, what did I do? This is why I hate drinking! I sang didn’t I? I knew I should stopped at 2 beers”

D- “it was amazing and I will never forget it. Don’t be embarrassed I can delete it if you want?” Here's your coffee.”

Darren sat next to Tucker on the couch and placed his coffee in front of him.

T-“Nah its fine, again thank you”

D- “Want to thank me? let’s get a huge breakfast. I know a great spot”

T- “Absolutely, can I still borrow a shirt? All of this might be too much to go outside with.” Tucker said as he grabbed a titty and giggled it in front of Darrens face.

D- “Thats too much for in here too. Ill find you a shirt”

Both of them laughed and Darren went to get ready. Darren found a medium sized shirt and came out to tell tucker it was the biggest he had. Tucker tried it on and it fit very snug. His thick pecs and arms barely made it in and it was hugging Tuckers gut on all sides. “I guess ill be looking like a stuffed sausage this morning. Serves me right” Tucker said laughing and looking down at himself.

D- “Everybody likes sausage so...”

The two laughed again harder. They headed out, got a massive breakfasts and stuffed themselves into a near coma. Tucker of course was guilted into eating Darrens left overs and by the time they stood up to leave Tucker looked like a balloon in his shirt. Darren felt bad but enjoyed the show so much. He thought about making tucker eat until the shirt seams ripped around his stomach, exposing his hairy belly to the whole restaurant. Darren drove Tucker to his car after a short car ride. The streets of Nashville are bumpy and Darren particularly enjoyed watching Tuckers thick belly and chest bounce over every bump they hit. “hey do you have those uniforms?” Darren asked. “Omg I do in my trunk, thanks for reminding me. Let me get them” Tucker replied frantically. He ran around to his trunk, grabbed them and handed them off. The two locked eyes and Tucker said, “I’m so glad to have met you man. I cannot thank you enough. Even stuffed into this extra small shirt on a busy street corner in broad daylight, last night was worth it. Thanks again. I’ll see you on Monday!” He gave Darren one of those light up smiles again. His double chin and hairy face made Darrens cock throb and heart pound. “Ill see you later buddy, get home safe” Darren said. Darren went immediately home and jerked off almost all morning thinking of his plump office mate tucker.

After cleaning up his apartment, Darren found tuckers shirt wedged into the folds of the couch. He held it close and sniffed it smelling Tuckers musk all over it. He immediately got so horny. When he started to let out Tuckers uniforms the next day, he notice that there was no fabric to let out on the button downs. It would be impossible to give him any extra room in the belly area. He knew that he would be uncomfortable until the new uniforms came but he also knew that Tucker would keep growing regardless and maybe he could get him to bust out of one before the new shirts arrived.

Monday rolled round and Darren made his way to work at the usual 5:30am. He had all of Tuckers uniforms with him and found tucker bright and early on the treadmill when he arrived in the gym.

D- “ Hey big guy. I got your uniforms and I have good and bad news. Which would you prefer first?”

T- “hahaha ok I guess the bad first.”

D- “The bad news is that I cannot take out the button downs. There isn’t any fabric for me to work with on the inside. It looks like maybe it has been re-hemmed before and they took out what they could. So those are going to be a bit tight. The good news is that the pants were easy and you’ve moved up 2 sizes in the waist and Imade some room in the groin area. The bulking survives another day.”

T- “oh damn, ok thanks so much. If I can repay you just let me know how.”

D- “gonna have to show me those Karaoke skills again sometime soon but other than that consider it a free service.”

Tucker seemed to love Darren’s really stupid and corny jokes and Darren loved that Tucker laughed at them. It was a really nice exchange they had going on and it seemed the two of them were getting really comfortable with each other as friends. Sometimes they would lock eyes for longer than friends do though and for Darren it was like nothing he had felt before.

The weeks to come

Weeks passed by. Summer was in full force and the weather outside was insufferable. The ac unit on the cardio room went down as well and for the past 5 days no one can even stand in there let alone workout. Mosquitoes filled the humid Tennessee air and the AC of the office felt like heaven when Tucker and Darren were working. The new system started to take effect and the workload was immense on the two men. They were frequently staying until 6 or 7 at night and sometimes they would skip their morning workout just to get some rest before work. Tucker really stepped up and was getting a great handle on the work and the expectations of the job. This made for a lot of missed meals and gorging of fast food when they could. Tucker still hadn’t receive his new uniforms and the pants that Darren had sewed were holding up for now. The shirts on the other hand we’re struggling. Darren started buying the two men lunch again. This time it wasn’t to secretly feed Tucker, they just didn’t have any time for lunch with the amount of work that had been coming through. Almost every day they worked through lunch, eating at their desks. Darren would get the usual subway or a Starbucks sandwich and Tucker would always get his Burger King special or a huge plate if bbq from the trucks out front.

It was taking a toll on his button downs too. Darren asked how heavy Tucker had gotten after a couple days of some very sexy observations. Tucker hesitantly responded “238lbs and counting”.

“Damn big guy, that’s like 2 lbs from your max and a gain of like 20lbs. How do you feel??” Darren asked.

“I feel good, I feel solid and powerful but I definitely need to slow down a bit. We haven’t been able to get to the gym much the past week or two and when I get home I’m so tired I usually order out or pick up fast food on the way. Around the same time last year I was only 227lbs” I still have another 4 months of bulking until I cut in the fall. I might end up cutting way sooner otherwise I will get way too big.” Tucker responded laughing a bit.

Darren was enthralled. “Woah, yeah I understand that, I mean you look great! The uniform is fitting a bit snug but you’ve never looked stronger!” He said to Tucker who smiled at the compliment.

Darren could see tucker getting so thick it was unbelievable. In the gym, Tucker’s belly would show through any shirt he was wearing, he was convinced that the fatter Tucker got, the hairier he became. His thick arms were swelling up along with his chest and legs. His butt kept growing and would stretch his workout shorts and underwear until they looked like they could take no more.

Darren loved chest day. He would watch Tucker rack up 315lbs and bench it easily. All the while, his thick hairy stomach would peak out and giggle so much more than it ever had before. He was growing fatter by the day. Darren couldn’t get enough. He was in a daze, just like the moment he had first laid eyes on Tucker, except this time, he was right there watching him fatten himself out of control. The love handles he was packing on and the spare tire sitting around his stomach were growing so fast that angry stretch marks started to form around the sides of his big belly. You could tell Tucker was was self conscious about it too, he would rush from the shower to his locker trying to hide from Darren and and slip his undershirt over his hairy thick torso before he was caught.

The most enjoyable part for Darren was watching Tucker try to button his tight military button down in the locker room. He would pull his pants over his stretched underwear. He’d tuck his extra large undershirt into his pants and button them by sucking his round stomach until he fastened the button and belt. Then he would throw his ridiculously small shirt over his thick torso and begin the adventure of buttoning the tight fabric from the top down. By the time he was over his stomach, his face was flushed from the effort and sweat was forming on his forehead from the struggle in the hot locker room. He would get them all done and let out a sigh of relief and Darren would watch as his thick plump belly pushed against the struggling buttons that were fit to bust any day now.

Darren couldn’t resist getting him bigger. Tucker hated going downstairs to get food because everyone would see him nearly popping out of his uniform. So Darren took the opportunity to start feeding his office mate a bit more each day to stretch his stomach out. Daren was doing a great job at tuning Tuckers diet too. He got a double whopper with cheese, large fries and a coke for the big guy every day. Tucker looked packed tight in his uniform everyday and was growing daily thanks to Darren. Tucker barely made it to the gym to lift weights let alone get any cardio in. He didn’t want to give up lifting all together because it would have all been a waste so any free time Tucker had, he would go lift. The cardio that had kept his bulk in check years before was long gone though. He was till getting fatter and Darren was in ecstasy. He could see the thick love handles growing as his day office mate sat at his desk all day, typing away. He knew when Tucker went home he would strip down to his tight undies, throw halo on and eat loads of fast food to unwind before passing out and doing it all over again. The desk life was forcing Tucker fatter and fatter and he couldn’t do much to change it.

Darren was ready to pounce on the opportunity though. He knew Tucker had put on at least 30 pounds so far and most of it sat right in front of him on his big belly. Darren started getting Tucker two whoppers with cheese instead of one Double saying it was a mistake. The next day he’d do the same and the next day he’d get one single and one double with the usual fries and soda. After about another day or two of that. Same order, he got him two doubles and get “himself” a 20 piece nugget which would end up on Tucker desk. Tucker initially refused but would always end up finishing the whole container by the end of the day. He watched Tucker devour the meal like he used to do without a second thought. Darrens thoughts had gone devious. He wanted to fatten Tucker out of his uniform and make a porker out of him. He wanted to watch him expand and grow so fat his belly wouldn’t fit in the new uniform once they arrived. Darren was on a mission and he was feral. He watched his efforts take hold over Tuckers growing body and and his lust for the growing man was at an all time high. Darren didn’t know how much longer he could hide his desire for Tucker but the situation was about to reach a tipping point.

The Incident

It was a Monday, Darren hadn’t heard from Tucker all weekend and he didn’t show up at all to the gym that morning. He knew he had to come into get dressed so he waited for his friend in the locker room. About 10 minutes before they both had to get to work, Tucker comes rushing through the door. His face red and his eyes wide, as he looked surprised to see Darren waiting up. “Missed you this morning. Everything alright?” Darren asked. “Yeah man, I’m sorry I had a weird weekend and just couldn’t get up this morning. Darren notice that Tucker was wearing sweats to work. They were his biggest pair. His long xxl T shirt tried to cover is plump body. “Everything okay man?” Darren. Asked.

“Yeah I am just late and I missed the workout cause I slept in. “ tucker replied with a short and angry tone. “Alright well I’ll see you upstairs soon. He watched as Tucker, with his more pronounced double chin, thick arms and meaty pecs pulled his shirt off to reveal the biggest belly Darren had ever seen on Tucker so far. He was huge. He must be pushing 245-250lbs at this point. He looked like he had swallowed a beach ball. His hairy thick stomach spilled inches over the waistband of his tight sweats. Angry stretch marks covered the expanse of the sides of his belly where the hair stopped. His love handles were plump and full and swung out over his waistband more than ever before. He was massive and clearly getting fatter by the day. Darren left quickly with that image in his head. “How the fuck is he going to fit into that uniform today?” He still hadn’t received the new ODUs but they were supposed to be arriving soon. “Tucker must have stuffed himself all weekend to get that big” Darren thought to himself. “Im going to feed him until he pops those buttons today .” He said out loud in the elevator by himself. A few minutes later, a scenario Darren has dreamed of since he knew he was into fat guys was getting ready to unfold.

Darren sat in his chair and logged onto his computer as he heard the office door open. Tucker quickly jumped through the door frame and slammed the door. His uniform was... tight. No, it was beyond tight. His stomach was straining every fiber as it wrapped around the fattest part of his gut. Wrinkles formed as the fabric tried and failed to accommodate his newly found heft. Tucker sauntered over quickly to his desk where he sat. The chair creaked loudly as he leaned back. His thighs had outgrown the pants he was wearing several pounds ago. His legs filled out the pants so much they bunched up around his crotch which would have been the main attraction except for the fact that almost every button on his shirt was straining against his thickening form. His belly was the most beautiful spot of all. Darren was actually worried he would be struck by a button over the course of the day. He could see the army green undershirt tight against his thick torso in between every button from the chest down to the last button that was being eaten up by his ever expanding underbelly. He had yet to untuck the bottom portion of his shirt from under his gut and it showcased the most spectacular rounded, beefy stomach Darren had ever laid eyes on. He was in awe, mouth almost hitting the floor. Even Tuckers cute baby face had fattened so much that the little double chin he used to have when he looked down was now a constant part of his look. His chubby cheeks had even gotten chubbier. He was utterly adorable and also being absolutely strangled by his uniform on this Monday morning. His arms were swelling out of his rolled up sleeves and his once toned and hairy forearms were now large hocks of meat resting on the desk before him.

Darren estimated that Tucker must have fed himself at least 5 pounds fatter over the weekend. Probably stuffing himself until he was fit to bursting and then passing out to do it all over again in front of his video game screen.

D- “hey man, you alright? Did you get breakfast this morning?”

T- ‘Hey, It was a weird weekend like I said. I didn’t eat breakfast though, I was kinda of late.”

D- Do you want me to go get you something? I can run down and grab a plate from the mess deck, they’re probably still open.”

T- “Im good thanks! I actually over ate all weekend and I think its showing a bit. I feel like I’m going to bust out of this uniform right now.”

D- ‘Oh I didn’t even notice. How much do you weigh these days?”

T- “I weighed in this morning at a whopping... 257lbs. Which is huge and I cannot believe I still don’t have my new uniforms. I think I’m going to cut this weight soon because I’m almost 20 pounds over my biggest ever and it feels harder to control this time around. Ive... never been bigger I don’t think. Like, it feels good but I really want to keep control over it. I’m kind of embarrassed right now actually” Tucker said with a red face.

D- “I think you look stronger than I’ve ever seen you. I think you should do what makes you happy as well. If cutting will make you happy then go for it. If maintaining this weight and lifting makes you happy then do that. Hell, if getting even bigger makes you happy then eat up! Im not here to judge, just support.”

T- “Thank Darren, we should have another night out soon too. I could use some Mo time and another sleepover at your nice ass place”

D- “oh so you’re using me for my friends and apartment?? Your just like the other men.” Darren said jokingly

T- “don’t forget the free meals” Tucker added as he slid his hands over his thick stomach and lifted his heft for Darren to see.

Darren laughed awkwardly as his face again turned bright red and his cock started to stiffen. Tucker laughed at the awkward interaction as Darren got nervous. He felt like Tucker was aware of his plan to fatten him up but he didn’t seem angry or upset, just aware.

Darren laughed it off and filled tucker in on the needs of the week. Tucker was getting his feet wet with a new software that would help get him on board with the new system faster. The computer was being weird at times and Tucker would ask Darren at some points during the morning to help him navigate a tricky sign in page or spread sheet issue. He approached Tuckers computer and had to lean over the thick man to fix whatever issue had arisen. Darren would briefly look down to get a close up of the straining buttons situation that was of ever growing concern for the two of them. He could hear Tuckers breathing more heavily than normal and smell the deodorant he used. It was all a little too much for him. The morning came and went. Darren knew tucker was over this and offered to get them both lunch around 1:45 when he knew Tucker was getting very hangry. Darren went downstairs and ordered the “big boy special” he called it. Two double whoppers, two fries and a milkshake. This time though, Darren decided it was time to test out Tuckers limits. See how much he could get him to eat. So he doubled the entire order and got himself a small meal as well. $125 later, Darren opened the office door with an impossible amount of food. Tucker was salivating. Darren gave Tucker his normal portion first and let him eat. Tucker grabbed the food, dug into his first sandwich and fries and ate the whole thing, leaving only crumbs. His face red and his mouth covered in mayonnaise and grease. He grabbed at the napkins with his meaty, greasy fingers to clean his hands as he continued typing away at the computer Tucker was nearly down the entire second burger and frie when Darren quietly got up and placed another Double whooper and fries on Tuckers desk. Tucker looked up at his Darren and said “there his no way I can finish that”.

Darren responded, “not with that attitude.” And gave his fattened office mate a smirk. Tucker finished off the last of his fries and decided to try out for the third burger as Darren watched quietly from the other desk. Tucker looked down at his thick stomach and back up at Darren who was patiently waiting for the Tucker to eat more. Tucker desperately sank the burger and fries slowly. The two sat in silence as Darren tapped his foot rhythmically watching tucker stuff himself fatter.

“Dude, I think.. I think Im stuffed, I should stop eating now.” Tucker said with sweat dripping down his forehead. Darren silently shook his head a couple of times and got up to approach Tucker with the remaining Burger and fries. He placed a gentle hand on Tuckers shoulder, leaned in close enough to smell tuckers hot breathe and said “keep eating, I didn’t buy it for nothing.”

“You’re going to make me eat more?? Im so full, I... I can’t. Please. ” Tucker whimpered. Darrens primal instincts took over. He moved around to the back of Tuckers chair, placed his hands on Tuckers meaty shoulders and pushed the plump man toward the desk until Tuckers fat belly bumped into the wooden ledge. Darren then leaned over toward Tuckers ear, unwrapped the burger, and said “eat”.

Tucker didn’t know what to do. Darren stayed where he was, watching from above as Tucker reached for the last burger and started to eat. He took small bites and slowly but surely finished it with gasp. Darren could see his button straining over Tuckers gut with every bite and swallow.

Tucker moaned in protest and leaned forward to finish the fries. Darrens heart was pounding but he knew he had to push Tucker to his limits, he just had to. The buttons around the fattest part of Tuckers belly would have been making noise if they could from the pressure they were under. His gut was fit to popping one of them by the end of today. The gap between the buttons was growing steadily as he stuffed more and more in. Darren watched as the last fry slipped into tuckers greasy mouth. He walked back over to his desk and pulled out from behind his computer the melted large milkshake from earlier.

Tucker leaned back and patted his distended stomach in pain. His shirt was ready to explode and sweat stained the collar of tuckers shirt. Darren just need to push him a little further. And it seemed like he knew he could. “oh sorry I have one more thing.” Tucker cried out, “what!? Darren I’m ready to pop man. I can’t fit any more in. There is no way, I’m done.” As he put his hands up.

Darren shoved Tucker back in the chair, leaned over the fat mans girth and pushed the thick drink into Tuckers face. Sweat was dripping down Tuckers neck. He was moaning and burping as he felt the pressure to appease Darren and a force he had never really experienced from him.

“Drink it, and finish the whole thing. This is how you can pay me back for all the lunched I’ve bought.”

Tucker shook his head in protest. Darren saw how close the button over the center of Tuckers belly was to bursting. He knew he had room he just had to convince him to down that milkshake. Darren boldly put the straw right up to Tuckers mouth and watch the submissive thick man slowly wrap his lips around the straw and start to suck. Darren sat there and watched him gulp slowly but steadily. Any time Tucker tried to pull away, Darren would push the drink further into his face until Tucker was fully reclined in the chair and Darren was hovering over him, forcing him to finish the 1,200 calorie milkshake. He could hear Tuckers heart throb and he watched as beads of stress sweat trickled down his chubby face. A loud and empty slurp indicated that Tucker had finished. Darren noticed a familiar bulge in Tuckers pants and realized that his fat office friend really enjoyed this just as much as he was. Darren pulled the large empty cup from Tuckers face. Picked up all the garbage surrounding the gorged man and threw it all away. Darren sat down, heart pounding, and started typing as if nothing had happened.

Tucker, breathing heavily and holding his fattened stomach, was in pain. He felt his stomach ready to explode. He was sweaty and turned on but didn’t know why. He felt uncomfortably full but also wildly horny. His tight shirt straining as the food he was just forced to eat settled into his expanding stomach. He knew his shirt was near the end its life and he felt like he kept growing bigger. “I’m ughhh so full. I don’t think I’ve been this stuffed in awhile.” Cried Tucker. His chubby face wincing in pain as he rubbed his overly distended and swelling stomach. “it feels like I’m still eating, I feel like I’m going to burst out of this shirt. Why does it feel like my stomach is swelling up?”

Darren looked over and smiled devilishly at Tucker who seemed to be suffering from the forced stuffing. “The large ice cream you ate is mostly cream. That cream, mixed with all the other contents you stuffed yourself with is expanding in your gut as we speak. Thats why it feels like you’re being fed without eating. You’re expanding” Darren calmly explained as he smiled even bigger. “Why did you make me eat all that, I literally feel like I’m going to burst.” Tucker cried out.

Darren loved watching the men he fed suffer for a bit after the stuffing knowing that all that food was going to turn to lard very soon. He liked the moaning noises and the heavy breathing all his feeders seemed to make. Tucker couldn’t take it anymore, he had to get up and at least unbutton his pants that felt like they were cutting him in half. As he leaned forward in his chair, two 'pops” sounds off, one shortly after the other. Darrens cock was already erect but he felt like this was going to bring him to climax. The silence filled the room. Tucker stood up and faced Darren. Darren looked up at his round, bloated friend and saw the army green undershirt pushing out in between a space where two buttons would have normally existed. Tucker leaned forward to see what has happened and as he forced his belly to swell further outward, another button burst off, this one being the very last button which sat around the curve of his underbelly. It shot toward Darren and hit him in the knee before falling to ground. Darren sat in disbelief for a second staring at the Tucker and his big fattened stomach bursting out of his uniform. He did it, he fattened his cute coworker until he exploded out of his clothes. Darren was so horny it hurt. He leaned over to collect the 3rd popped button, stood up and slowly walked over to tucker. Tuckers eyes were low and he looked dizzy but also horny judging by the nicely sized cock print shoving its way out of his crotch. Darren placed a firm and solid hand on tuckers thick fattened stomach and gave it squeeze and a lift which made Tucker burp loudly. He patted him a few times and the two men starred silently into each others eyes. Darren lifted his free hand and presented the button to Tucker saying, “you dropped this big guy”. Tucker, still in a daze, became aware of what was happening and wobbled away from Darren to collect the buttons off the floor. His fat belly swelling over his tight waistband as he bent over to collect them. He was blood red and sweaty. He was moaning from still being stuffed to the brim as he retuned to his desk.

T- “Fuck... I... I don’t know what to say.” Tucker said in a defeated voice followed by a very large and liquified burp.

D- “That sums it up.” Laughed Darren which made tucker start to giggle a but and diffuse the tense and highly erotic situation.

T-“I’m really embarrassed, but that also felt really good... in a weird way. I don’t really know why you forced me to eat like that... but I didn’t hate it. Can we keep that between us? “

D- “definitely. Also it was a matter of time before you exploded out of that ridiculously small uniform. Just wear the undershirt for the rest of the day. Hopefully your new uniforms show up by tomorrow.”

T- “I ugh... I think they should be here this week so hopefully tomorrow if not Thursday” D- “Wonder if you’ll fit in them?” Darren teased as Tuckers face turned red.

Tucker peeled the button up off of himself. He had to get his arms out by bending over by lifting it off of his head. Darren watched from his seat as the big mans distended stomach peeked out from his shirt coming untucked. The thick, fat, hairy gut was bigger than Darren had expected. It looked heavy and plump. Tucker quickly got out of the restraining button up and yanked at his shirt to cover his belly as he sat back down with a deep sigh. The two sat in silence for the rest of the day. Both in a state of discomfort and horniness. Before Darren left tucker asked, “see you tomorrow in the gym?”

Darren smiled and said “sure, yeah.. that sounds good.”