House of Hunks: Chapter 3

Luke couldn’t help himself. He was thinking with his cock and the words just rolled off his tongue.

“What do you boys say we do another winter bulk?”

“These two need a fat camp,” Andres scoffed, “but I’m here for it man. I made some serious gains last year.”

Andres wasn’t kidding. Kevin seemed to slowly expand over the summer, hitting the gym only occasionally. Sebastian lost some during the initial cut but the weight found its way back in no time. Luke stayed mostly lean, but couldn’t help but give in occasionally to Kevin and Sebastian’s excessive lifestyle. Plus, he couldn’t keep his eyes off the hefty boys in the house. In fact, some dirty part of his brain wanted to see just how far he could get them to go.

Four months later

Kevin wobbled out of the kitchen clutching a massive milkshake in both hands. His arms rested on his bare belly that glistened with sweat under artificial lighting. The man was utterly swollen and looking rounder than ever. His muscle definition was all but lost under layers of plush chub. Even his chest was beginning to grow fleshy and sag with fat. The faded stretch marks around his shoulders were growing bright red once again. He dropped himself onto the couch and groaned.

“This is terrible!” He exclaimed.

Sebastian sat nearby, also shirtless and glistening with sweat. It was the middle of winter but the heating system in the house had broken and was pumping nonstop heat into every room. There was no escape and so the boys had stripped off their clothes and were drinking milk shakes to cool down. Sebastian’s was nearly empty and the liquid dairy was bloating his already full gut even further.

He was developing something of a muscle gut, pert and round and seemingly defying gravity. This stood in sharp contrast to Kevin who was practically oozing with fat and was always tethered to the couch or bed. Sebastian’s lower half was a bit softer, though. His thighs had expanded dramatically and were constantly touching. When he sat down he took up far more space as his legs spread out. Of course, his ass was thick too and remained constantly in view under the drapery of his basketball shorts.

“Yeah, this really blows guys. Like literally all we can do to get past this is drink. Let’s make another round of shakes but boozy.”

“Dangerous,” Luke chuckled and patted his own exposed beginner belly.

In spurring his roommates to dirty bulk, Luke had to play along himself. He’d put on a solid twenty pounds or so, but it wasn’t quite as obvious on his slender frame. Still, he could tell the difference. Clothes were fitting tight, cardio was very difficult, and he was shitting multiple times a day. He was enjoying the gains along with Kevin and Seb’s reaction to his baby belly. He found himself constantly getting teased by the truly bulky guys in the house.

An hour later and all three were drunk. Sebastian’s boozy milkshakes were basically just booze, cream, and protein powder. They hit hard and it didn’t help that Sebastian encouraged two rounds of shots on top of it all. Andres was nowhere to be found and the boys all but forgot about his existence. Out of boredom, they began playing kings cup and drunken rowdiness ensued.

The apartment echoed with the deep hollering of male voices as the game reached a fever pitch. When Kevin realized his phone was missing he began to drunkenly fondle the nearby couch cushions, too lazy to actually stand up and search for it. His search was putting a damper on the mood so the other guys chipped in, when finally Sebastian realized what had happened.

“Jesus Christ you fat fuck,” Sebastian leaned forward and grabbed a mound of belly fat near Kevins navel, lifting it up. “Ding ding ding, we have a winner!”

Sebastian held up the phone which was concealed beneath Kevin’s overhang. It was warm from the insulation. Kevin’s belly barely covered the large screen but he was so drunk and bloated he hadn’t even noticed. Meanwhile, Sebastian leaned back in for another grab.

“Damn, you are a softie,” he said. “This thing feels like memory foam,” he continued while gripping Kevin’s roles with each hand.

“Shut up,” Kevin thwacked Sebastian on his firm gut causing a belch to escape from Sebastian’s lips.

“Hey man, this thing is firm,” Kevin gripped his belly. “All muscle I swear to god!” he laughed knowingly.

“Yeah fuckin’ right,” Luke chimed in. “You look like a pregnant man.”

“Okay love handles,” Sebastian pinched Luke’s left side causing him to jump. “Oh, is that sensitive?” Luke mocked while going in for another pinch.

Kevin joined in on the other side and Luke was squirming all about. He hadn’t realized his freshly bloomed handles were so ticklish. The boys were taking full advantage of this and before he knew it, Luke was pinned down by the two gluttons as they poked and prodded at him. Mustering all the strength he could, Luke broke free and tackled Kevin to the ground with a heavy thud. Sebastian joined in and a wrestling match ensued.

Their stomachs were sloshing around and the physical activity caused the boys to become even sweatier than they already were. Bulging bellies and biceps and butts bounced and slapped against one another. Every one of them was throwing their weight around, pinning one another down, and otherwise vying for their masculinity. The room smelled like musk and booze.

Luke couldn’t help himself. He was becoming aroused by the physical intimacy and nothing in the world could stop him from getting a hard on. He tried to conceal it, but was pretty sure that it poked Sebastian who immediately made inquisitive eye contact. Both men pretended it didn’t happen but there was a moment of recognition in each other’s eyes that would be hard to scrub from memory.

After only a few minutes all three guys were exhausted from the exertion and one by one collapsed on the floor. Their chests were heaving as the room spun from the vantage point of drunken eyes. Kevin farted. Sebastian burped. Luke chuckled.

“Well,” Kevin said, leaving a long silence hanging in the air. “Should we order some food?”