Celebrity Gainer: Chapter 4

“Let’s tilt the camera so it’s facing up just a bit more to emphasize how fat your ass has gotten. Also dim the ring light maybe two notches,” Robert declared.

He and Clayton posed next to each other, Clayton holding Robert’s overhang so it spilled from his hands dramatically, his back leg extended to emphasize the curvature of his own butt. Robert held a pizza slice to his mouth as the shutter clicked. They quickly shifted their pose so that Robert was holding the pizza to Clayton’s mouth as the self timer captured another image.

“This pizza is pretty good,” Clayton said. “Where’d you get it?”

“That new place down the street,” Robert replied. “I forget what it’s called. Should we do another pose or do you think we have enough?”

“I’m over it, I want to eat the rest of that pizza now,” Clayton chuckled.

“Hell yeah, get those gains baby!”

Clayton had stacked on a considerable bit of heft in the past few months since dating Robert. He was eager to pork up and inspired by Robert’s immense appetite. Plus, the two were publicly open about their relationship which broadened Clayton’s follower count in addition to providing some grassroots press for the TV show they had shot together. Clayton’s first 30 pounds made him a certified ex-jock and his fans were clamoring for more.

Robert watched lovingly as Clayton inhaled the pizza with verve. It wasn’t often that one got to watch a gorgeous man with movie star good looks passionately overeat and Robert enjoyed every second of it. In fact, Clayton’s excitement was contagious. Robert absentmindedly kept pace with his beefy boyfriend until the pizzas were gone and Clayton was blending a gainer shake.

“I skipped the gym today,” Clayton said with a devilish grin, “but I still need my protein, right?”

He poured two big glasses of the thick chocolate shake and handed one to Robert.

“Babe, I don’t need this, I already had one today. You drink mine.”

“That’s no fun,” Clayton purred and saddled up to Robert. This was his favorite position: Robert sitting down, Clayton’s thick hams pressed against Robert’s love handles, his fat perky ass in Robert’s lap, and Robert’s belly pressed against his groin. “Just a sip,” he said, holding the glass of gainer shake to Robert’s lips.

Robert took a gulp and stopped. Clayton pleaded for more with puppy dog eyes. Robert took another gulp, then another, all while holding eye contact, until he had chugged the whole glass.

“Fuck!” Robert exclaimed. “You’re going to make me huge!”

~

By the time their web series, ‘Gaining Experience,’ aired on YouTube, Robert and Clayton were a gainer power couple. Their dual OnlyFans income was through the roof. They had teams running their body positive Instagram and TikTok accounts. Robert was being interviewed by mainstream gay publications. Clayton’s following was smaller, but he was the new it-boy across Grommr and gainer Twitter. And to top it off they were apartment shopping for a new luxe space with a room for shooting content.

“Honestly babe, I’m exhausted from all these apartment tours. I’m just not built to be on my feet for so long,” Robert complained as they sat down for Mexican food. “You should tour the ones we have lined up tomorrow without me.”

“That’s not fair, you get to have a lazy day without me,” Clayton teased.

“Hey, I still have a good hundred fifty plus pounds on you. When you’re my size you can have a rest day too.”

“Workin’ on it,” Clayton said with a wink.

Several of the nearby patrons eyed the couple as they proceeded to order half the menu. Even the waiter seemed surprised at Robert’s order of a wet burrito, large nachos, two fish tacos, and a horchata. He was in utter disbelief when Clayton asked for the same. The smaller man knew he wouldn’t be able to finish all of that, but he always tried his best to keep up with his partner. It was hard work, but it was paying off.

Sitting at the restaurant, Clayton’s belly swelled several inches in front of him. Clad in a skin tight spandex gym tee there was no hiding his newfound appreciation for food. His plump tits and strong arms rested against his fattened middle giving him the look of a swelling alpha gorilla. Across from him Robert looked like a mountain of dough. Robert’s ass spilled over the sides of the chair and his belly pressed against the table. He breathed heavily as sweat collected on his brow. Together, they looked like unabashed gluttons.

~

Robert grunted as he reached for his cock. It was getting harder and harder to pleasure himself these days. He hadn’t weighed in for some time but there was no denying that he was growing. In recent months his fat pad ballooned, swallowing up several inches of his manhood. Despite the eroticism, it did create some logistical hurdles for the gainer. Besides jerking off, it was difficult to use public restrooms or even to fuck his boyfriend. With Clayton’s ample rear and Robert’s fat pad and overhang, there was an abundance of cushion getting in the way between them.

“Need some help with that?” Clayton said sleepily.

Robert enjoyed morning sex and Clayton enjoyed servicing his man. He slipped to the base of the bed and pushed back the fluffy padding around Robert’s cock. Robert was well enough endowed but at a certain size that didn’t matter. Clayton wrapped his mouth around his hubby’s erection. Robert let out a sigh of relief. Clayton slurped Robert up until he was close to orgasming and then pulled back.

He saddled up to Robert and pushed his belly back so he could grip their cocks against one another. Clayton’s belly was finally getting in the way of his view down there. He pressed on though, grinding himself against Robert who laid on his back like a beached whale. The larger man’s belly wobbled like jelly from the thrusting motion. Clayton gripped his own gooey belly fat as he got closer to orgasm.

“Fuck we’re getting so fucking fat,” Clayton moaned. “My gut is out of control.”

“Fuck, I’m close,” Robert exhaled.

Clayton pulled back from Robert’s erection and continued stroking himself.

“Then finish,” Clayton prompted.

Robert tried to sit up but his own girth kept him pinned down. He wriggled to the side a bit and reached under his belly for his throbbing cock, yet still couldn’t make contact.

“You can’t even reach, can you piggy?”

“Fuck Robert, I’m so close!”

“You want my help?”

“Yes, please let me come.”

“Okay, but first,” Clayton lightly stroked Robert’s dick, “I need you to promise you’re gonna step on that scale for me afterward.”

Robert moaned.

“You promise?”

“I promise! I promise!”

Clayton pumped Robert’s cock three times and the fat man began to erupt. Clayton brought himself to orgasm seconds later. The momentum of their orgasm had the bed rocking and the floor creaking. Clayton collapsed next to Robert as both men caught their breath.

“Okay…” Clayton said after several minutes. “You promised…”

Robert sighed and struggled to his feet. It had been nearly a year since he last weighed in around 360 pounds. Gaining beyond that point intimidated Robert and he wasn’t sure if it was something he wanted. The physical effects and lifestyle changes of his girth were already becoming dramatic and he didn’t know if he was ready for more. However, with Clayton at his side for so many months, he knew he was heavier than 360. Robert took a deep breath and stepped up to the scale. He wasn’t ready to know the truth.

“What’s it say?” Robert asked, for he couldn’t see past himself to read the number.

“You’re not gonna believe it,” Clayton replied.

“What? 380? 390?”

“You’re uh, 412 pounds.”