From Lad to Lardass: Chapter 5

Alex’s tubby belly bounced in his lap along to the vibrations of the bus. It was a hot and humid summer day in Southern Italy and Alex was sweating profusely. His cotton shirt was damp and clung to his curves like a second skin. In his hand was a half-melted chocolate bar he stress-ate, leaving his mouth and T-shirt stained. The motion of the bus shook loose a belch that echoed throughout the vehicle. He felt like a complete mess. He was traveling two hours south to a small town where he was to meet Sam and he was irrationally nervous.

Sam was also on a bus headed north to the same small town. He now had a healthy mound of chub resting in his lap as well. He could hardly believe how much weight he’d packed on since leaving for school. Sometimes it felt like he was inhabiting a stranger’s body. Although he wasn’t sweating quite as badly as his counterpart, he was snacking. Sam had a bag of trail mix bestowed upon him by his mother and while he was happy to gnosh he wished he had something a bit heavier. At least the trail mix distracted him from his anxiety of meeting up with Alex.

The lads hadn’t seen each other nearly all summer. Sam had gone home to his parents and Alex traveled first to America to visit extended family and was now in Italy with his wrestling team. Sam was in Italy with his parents. Both Sam and Alex had put on a couple stone since they last saw each other. Even though they both secretly knew that the other enjoyed his growing body, it still heightened their nerves. What if they had gotten too fat? What if it was a turn off? You never know. And although they both yearned to consummate their relationship, even that wasn’t a guarantee. The sexual tension that hung over them all school year still loomed.

Alex arrived first, a solid hour and a half before Sam, and so he headed to the beach. Beneath an umbrella he slathered sunscreen on his already sunburnt skin. He could hardly believe how fat he’d become in recent months. The trip to America had really done him in. He lost complete control when faced with endless caloric meals while on vacation, and so far Italy was shaping up similarly. At least the sunburn hid the new stretch marks that were appearing on a regular basis.

Alex awoke to someone pushing at his belly fat. He must have fallen asleep on the beach. As his eyes adjusted to the sunlight he saw a man standing over him. Was that? It couldn’t be. When Alex last saw Sam he was still a twink. Sure, he had softened up a bit, grown a paunch and some baby love handles, but the guy standing before him looked significantly fatter. Sam had a gut! It hung over his speedo and wobbled when Sam stepped back.

Alex rubbed his eyes and greeted his friend. He stood, pushing himself up one leg at a time. The belly was constantly in the way now and although he had the muscle to support his gains, it still made him less flexible and agile. They hugged each other, their bare overfed stomachs skin tight against one another. Taking a step back they both stood in stunned admiration.

Sam’s thighs touched and his chest sagged. Alex was a total meatball. They both wore swim briefs that were being gobbled up by their extra blubber, chubby legs and sagging bellies. They were breathing heavily and looked heavy. It was undeniable that the only labels that now applied were ex-jock and ex-twink.

The lads caught up on the beach for a couple hours before heading into town for a cozy meal. The restaurant was small and intimate. They were by far the fattest people there and navigating the cramped old-world building was a bit of a challenge, especially for Alex. His ass and belly managed to bump into every chair on his way to be seated, and when he sat down his belly kept him far enough from the table that his chair was knocking the person behind him. He didn’t care though, he was excited to be with Sam and excited to eat. The meal served was delicious and undeniably romantic. After two bottles of wine it was clear what was on both of their minds and the only question that remained was how they were going to make it happen.

“I saw a small hotel on my way to the beach,” Alex finally piped up. “We could um, get a room… if you want?”

Sam grinned and eagerly accepted.

As soon as they opened the door to their room their lips were locked. The boys were instantly hard, having suppressed their desire for one another for so long. After many nights jerking off to the thought of one another, now they were finally intertwined.

Sam was taken by Alex’s strength. The former fattened jock still had it despite a gluttonous summer avoiding the gym. He grabbed Sam by the hips and pulled him in close so that their bodies made maximum contact. Alex was surprised by the curvature of Sam’s arse. It had seemingly ballooned as of late. His fingers sunk into its soft expanse.

Meanwhile Sam completely melted into Alex’s keg-like belly. It was firm yet malleable, curvy yet masculine. Each of Alex’s thick rolls were taut with fat, packed on like clay atop a kids project. They couldn’t get their clothes off fast enough, their erections throbbing beneath snug trousers a size too small. When they were finally naked their bodies melted into one another. Alex enjoyed how Sam’s soft dough jiggled with the slightest of movement, while Sam marveled at how aggressively swollen was Alex’s fat pad. He had never seen anything like it before. Both men were at their highest weight ever and they couldn’t get enough.

It didn’t take much rolling around in the sack before they were close to orgasm. They hadn’t even made it to anal play yet and they were on the brink of erupting. Sam was caught by surprise when Alex’s face twisted in ecstasy and he began convulsing. The former muscle stud couldn’t help himself. Sam let himself erupt too, the two of them soaking the sheets.

“Wow,” Alex said, as they lay intertwined staring at the ceiling. “I waited a long time for that.”

“Same,” Sam replied.

“Really?”

“Really.” A pause followed before Sam got up the nerve to ask, “Hey, can I ask how much you weigh now?”

“Twenty two stone. Can you believe it?”

“I can. It looks good on you. I’m at eighteen, almost nineteen stone. And honestly, I owe it all to you.”

Sam patted Alex’s belly affectionately and then wrapped his arm beneath the overhang to give the whole thing a nice wobble. The bed creaked and a belch escaped Alex’s lips. The boys chuckled. Sam propped himself up and leaned against Alex’s tank to kiss him softly on the lips. The pressure of Sam’s body forced out another belch from Alex’s mouth and right into Sam’s. They howled with laughter as their cocks stiffened once again.