Pure Gains: Chapter 3

Gabriel dropped the dumb bells on the floor and flexed in front of the mirror in the gym. Knight watched in awe as Gabriel’s muscles rippled beneath the tiny sweat soaked wife beater clinging to his body. His chest looked like two rounded boulders that bounced skyward with the slightest contraction. They sat squarely between arms nearly as big around as a twink’s waist, rotund with muscle and fat. Beneath his glorious pecs a mound of belly fat sloped forward, wobbling from the impact of every movement. Gabriel was a hulking slab of beef smothered in butter.

Knight was beyond horny watching his boyfriend move heavy things in the gym. In the last two months Gabriel had changed. Suddenly he was bulking at breakneck speed and the plateau he once struggled with became a distant memory, a mere bump in the road. Now, he was expanding at an unprecedented speed. Each morning he woke up noticeably bulkier than the last. Knight couldn’t be more thrilled.

“Fuck, you’re killing it lately,” Knight said. “Look at that chest.”

Knight positioned himself on the bench after his boyfriend, grabbing a lighter set of weights. He pushed them skyward in a chest press, feeling the burn on his muscles. Having his boyfriend nearby and bulked beyond his wildest dreams was great inspiration that helped Knight push through the workout. Not that he necessarily needed it.

By any normative standard of measurement, Knight was a beefy guy all his own. He had his own mix of muscle chub, but he was a couple inches taller than his boyfriend and and not quite as heavy yet. Nevertheless, Knight developed a paunch all his own that stuck out prominently no matter what he wore. It was a surprising and erotic development for a chubby chaser who had been thin all his life. It was sexy to have his own roll of blubber to squeeze and play with when he sat down. He also liked the way it pressed against Gabriel’s more expansive belly fat when they were fooling around in bed.

“Phew, I think I’m done,” Knight exhaled about thirty minutes later. “I’m beat.”

“Let me do one more set and then we can go.”

Gabriel hopped onto the chest fly machine and squeezed out an impressive finisher to the workout. He was flushed red as sweat fell from every inch of his body, turning his white tank top see through.Through the thin fabric you could make out his dense happy trail and belly hair that spread across his chub. His chest looked like something out of a superhero movie from the pump. In contrast, his gut sat heavy and soft in his lap like that of a lazy middle aged dad. He stood proudly allowing the generous curves of his body to glisten in the fluorescent light. Knight grabbed his man’s padded buttocks as they left the gym.

When they got home, Knight set out the blender, peanut butter, and whole milk. The best part of the gym was filling his boyfriend up with over a thousand calories afterwards. Gabriel approached, leaning his rubbery barrel of belly fat luxurious atop the countertop as he reached far back into a cabinet and retrieved an unlabeled tub of protein powder. He set it on the counter casually, unsure if Knight would notice, and unscrewed the lid.

“What’s that?” Knight said. “Is that a new mass gainer?”

“Well,” said Gabriel, “sort of.”

“Sort of?”

“It is a mass gainer but it’s not exactly new… I’ve been taking this for a couple months now.”

“Secretly?” Knight laughed. “I don’t understand.”

“I’ve been experimenting, to get past that plateau. And I think,” he spread his arms and faced Knight as if to say ‘look at me,’ “it’s working.”

“Go on…”

“So I designed this myself, actually. It’s your typical mass gainer with whey protein, high calorie primarily from tapioca starch, vitamin and mineral improved. All the usual stuff, except this is also an appetite stimulator.”

“No way. Isn’t that like… not possible?”

“It’s possible. Most appetite stimulators are either pharmaceuticals you don’t want to mess around with or herbal supplements that are not too effective. What I’ve created is different. It’s basically a synthetic molecule that targets the endocannabinoid system similar to how THC does. Except it’s not THC so it doesn’t get you high in the traditional sense, it simply enhances euphoria when you’re eating and disrupts your inability to discern fullness. Basically, you get the munchies without being stoned.”

“I’m speechless,” Knight looks dumbfounded. “And it works? Well, it must… you’ve gained how many pounds since you started this?”

“Twenty pounds, basically. In two months. A little less actually.”

Knight stepped closer to his boyfriend, placing his hands on Gabriel’s fleshy sides, marveling at the man’s size and the cause for his growth. Gabriel’s tank was still damp with sweat and musky from the workout. Knight peeled the fabric to just above Gabriel’s belly button and dropped to his knees. Opening his mouth he sucked on a wad of fat just under the navel and sunk his face into the dense padding for several seconds. Pulling back, he let the fat suction out of his mouth with a ‘plop’ and wobble back into place.

“Babe,” Knight said from his lower vantage point, “look. Your first stretch marks.”

Gabriel looked down. Indeed, there were two small faintly pink marks on either side of his belly button. He hadn’t noticed them prior and wondered when they had popped up. Knight ran his thumb over them softly, his eyes wide with wonder and arousal. Gabriel felt himself getting hard as he gazed at Knight’s expression. When Knight stood back up he had fully pitched a tent beneath his gym shorts.

“There’s one more thing,” Gabriel said. “I… have been doing what is essentially a microdose of hormones. As in, steroids. It’s such a small amount I don’t know if it's even effective at that dose, but I’m being very safe so you don’t need to worry.”

Knight stared at Gabriel in shock, then kissed him on the lips. Gabriel chuckled when their lips parted.

“So, you approve?”

“I approve, babe.”

Knight gripped a handful of Gabriel’s lovehandle tightly to signal his approval and arousal.

“Great. So, the next question is, of course, are you ready to join me?”

“Join you?”

“Yeah, that was the deal, wasn’t it? If I’m going to grow, then so are you.”

Gabriel scooped a hunk of the powder into the blender.