Tony & Lucius: Chapter 1

“You’ve been such a help with the shop,” Tony said to Lucius as they stepped out of his Range Rover with a large pizza in tow. “You know it’s been four months now since we first hooked up and you looked at my books the next morning?”

Lucius chuckled, “I’m aware.”

They set the pie on Tony’s kitchen island and grabbed some plates. It was only two in the afternoon but Tony grabbed a couple beers from the fridge anyway. He popped the lids open and took a seat on a bar stool, his paunch rolling over the elastic waistband of his gym shorts as he did so. Lucius smiled looking at his man all buttered up after four months of dating.

The small inch of chub that rested on Tony’s waist that first night at the club had expanded rather quickly. He now had a dad bod that caught the attention of many a horny twink. Tony wasn’t thrilled about the re-gains even though it hadn’t gotten in the way of his sex life. He and Lucius were fucking like rabbits every chance that they got. Besides, he was used to his weight fluctuating.

“So I was thinking,” Tony continued as he moved two slices of pizza to his plate and scooped up the extra cheese with his fingers. With a mouth full of mozzarella he said, “I don’t know if it's too soon, but… perhaps it’s time to put a label on things?”

Lucius grinned from ear to ear, “I would like that.”

“Oh, I meant as chief operating officer,” Tony said with a straight face.

A silence hung in the air before he broke into laughter. Lucius rubbed Tony’s thick hirsute thigh under the table and leaned in for a long kiss. When he returned to his pizza a silence befell the room as they grinned and looked into each other’s sparkling eyes.

It didn’t take long before the pizza was polished off. Tony ate a bit more than half and Lucius consumed the rest. They found themselves eating from the shop too often. It was easy and free, and both men had a hearty appetite. Still, Tony knew this was a fast track back to his starting weight when he lived in New York.

When he had opened his first location in Brooklyn almost a decade ago he basically lived off pizza for two years. During that time he transformed from a muscle gay into a bear, with a nearly seventy pound weight gain. It was as though one day he woke up and saw a completely different person in the mirror. To be fair, a good deal of it was muscle and during the weight gain he had successfully built his shop into one of the most successful pizza joints in all of Brooklyn.

As he expanded the restaurant to two more locations, so did his waistline expand. It wasn’t until last year when he had an embarrassing public accident that he buckled down and lost some weight. Tony had been in a business meeting in LA with some investors who would help him expand to the west coast. He had already outgrown the button up he had purchased weeks ago for the meeting and the buttons strained rather obviously. He sat in an office chair in a conference room and as he leaned back he heard a crack and then nearly fell out of the chair. The plastic wheel had fully succumbed beneath his weight.

A year later Tony was opening his LA location without the help of investors and was at his lowest weight in years. Soon after, he met Lucius- a good midwestern boy who moved to Los Angeles for a job after completing his MBA. He was a natural beauty with golden brown locks and big dreams who now found himself passing the time at a dead end office job. He made plenty of money, which went towards a nice apartment and gym membership, but he still wasn’t satisfied. Lately, Tony had brought a spark to his life that he had been missing.

As they cleaned up their dishes and cracked another beer, Lucius excused himself to the bathroom. When he returned he was wearing only a jockstrap.

“Well look at that,” Tony exclaimed.

Lucius was an absolute hunk. He had put on a good fifteen pounds of muscle since he met Tony, as well as about ten pounds of fat. He went from looking fit to looking heavy. His abs had faded from all the pizza and his thighs now touched when standing. His arms spread out magnificently at his sides as his forearms brushed against baby love handles. From behind, his ass was of magnificent proportions. Like a Greek statue it hung full and heavy without a dot of cellulite. His cheeks swallowed up the jockstrap so that he looked virtually nude.

The two embraced into a kiss as Tony sunk his hands into the plush flesh of Lucius’ rear. Tony’s stomach was bloated firm with pizza and pressed against Lucius’ fuzzy navel and defined groin. His large arms still made Lucius feel small. Tony’s mustache and thick scruff smelled like sweat and pizza grease as they made out. Lucius moved his mouth down Tony’s neck and eventually into his beefy ripe armpit. As he did so he noticed that not only were Tony’s hefty pecs feeling a bit meatier but a fresh roll of fat had developed next to them on his side.

The men sunk into each other’s generous bodies for several minutes before they headed to the bedroom to christen their new relationship status.