The Pool Boy

May 1

Enrique had just purchased his first house after shooting to internet stardom on TikTok. It sat in the Hollywood hills and was modest in size when compared to his neighbors. Nevertheless, he quickly learned that a house of this size needed staff. Enrique was used to handling chores himself, but he simply didn’t have the stamina to keep up with everything now. So, he hired a cleaning crew, and landscapers, and, fatefully, a pool cleaner.

The pool cleaner showed up on the first of June. He looked like he had stepped out of an Abercrombie and Fitch ad from the early 2000s. He was completely ripped with sunkissed skin and messy blonde surfer hair. Naturally, he wore a skimpy tank top and short shorts that showed off every glistening muscle.

Enrique didn’t mind the eye candy, even though he preferred men that were a bit more on the pudgier side. Regardless, he stole plenty of looks from inside the house and tipped generously when the young man, who went by the name of Landon, was finished. Enrique wished all his employees were as good looking as Landon.

June 1

Landon was used to working for celebrities and successful people. Still, something about Enrique left him a little starstruck. He had seen many of Enrique’s videos and was instantly attracted to him. He couldn’t resist Latin men, especially when they were tall and lithe like Enrique.

Enrique had just the perfect amount of muscle so that he looked athletic and healthy but not too built. Landon wasn’t a fan of beefed out guys such as himself. He only maintained this look because he knew that it encouraged his clients to pay generously. In fact, Landon struggled to stay so fit having been an overweight kid.

As he aged he found that the only way to maintain his large appetite and still fit beauty norms was to become a gym rat. Besides, beauty was currency in Los Angeles and Landon had to do whatever he could to get by. Nevertheless, during the last couple of weeks his routine had slipped after sustaining a foot injury.

He had no choice but to forgo the gym and remain home with his foot elevated whenever he wasn’t working. Without much else to do besides watch TV and snack, Landon was aware that he had put on some weight. He hoped it wasn’t too noticeable when he squeezed into his shorts and headed to Enrique’s house. The last two times he had serviced Enrique’s pool he was in peak physical shape and cognizant of the fact Enrique was eyeing him from inside the house.

June 15

Enrique was looking forward to Landon’s arrival. A week ago Landon had shown up looking ever so slightly pudgier. This sparked Enrique’s libidio and he kept a close eye on the blonde hunk for the rest of the day. He wondered if this trend would continue and Landon would show up even pudgier today. It was probably wishful thinking, but Enrique couldn’t help but fantasize.

Lo and behold, Enrique’s fantasies had come true. Landon arrived looking noticeably pudgy along with a slight limp. As Enrique spied from inside the house, his heart skipped a beat every time Landon turned to the side so that Enrique could glimpse his abdomen in profile. Landon was wearing a low cut muscle tee that revealed his abs had been buried under a nice supple pad of fat.

Besides his midsection, the only body parts that revealed his weight gain were his glutes and thighs. When Landon had first started, Enrique could see the swooping indentations of well trained glutes beneath skin-tight shorts. Now, Landon’s ass had swelled into veritable globes, smooth and puffy with fat. They were so plump that a noticeable crease formed where they met the back of his thighs.

Enrique was practically salivating. Chub encased the formerly defined musculature of his ass and thighs which now softly bounced with every step he took. However, the social media star was concerned about the man’s limp. It really seemed like he shouldn’t be out there working if he was in pain.

“Hey Landon, you doing okay?” Enrique approached the pool boy who looked slightly startled. “I noticed you’re limping.”

“Ah yeah, I don’t know quite what happened but my foot has been in some pain lately. I have to lay off it whenever I’m not working.”

“That’s no good. If you need a couple weeks off that’s no problem and I can still pay you.”

“Oh, that’s very kind, but it’s good to get some activity in. When I’m not working I’m just laying around eating and it’s starting to show on the waistline,” Landon tapped his little beginner’s belly.

Enrique’s eyes lit up, “You shouldn’t worry about that, you look great. Besides, the dad bod is a good look these days, haven’t you heard?”

Landon blushed and got back to work.

July 15

Landon woke up from a nap to his phone alarm going off. He sat up on the couch groggy, McDonald’s french fries falling off his chest and onto the ground. He turned off his phone alarm and rubbed his eyes. He had wake and baked and ordered fast food to his house in a stoned stupor. This had become a regular occurrence in the last month he took off from work to let his foot heal.

Standing up in only his underwear Landon’s belly looked particularly swollen. He’d really let go of his diet and stacked on a remarkable amount of weight. He was too afraid to step on the scale but reckoned it was about twenty pounds. The consequence of being a fat kid meant that any slip in his diet and the weight bounced back at record speed.

He threw on his shorts which were now so snug they barely covered his ass crack, and a loose tank top that draped over the belly curving out before him. He was headed to Enrique’s house who he hadn’t seen for a month, but had continued to pay him under the table. Landon remembered Enrique’s comments about dad bods being sexy and hoped he wasn’t lying.

When he arrived, Enrique definitely seemed surprised by his body. His eyes darted up and down Landon’s bulkier frame and he seemed awkwardly at a loss for words. Landon grew anxious, he was afraid his fattened form betrayed the fact that Enrique’s money was going straight to his waistline. He hoped his cute employer wasn’t offended.

August 1

Enrique nervously awaited Landon’s arrival. The last time he saw him he had gained a significant amount of weight in only a month’s time. Enrique hoped this trend would continue even though Landon was no longer recovering from an injury. Further, Enrique had devised a little plot to hopefully seduce Landon.

Enrique had hired a chef to prep and teach Enrique how to barbecue burgers. Having practiced the week prior, Enrique had perfectly timed it out so that when Landon arrived the delicious smell would be permeating the backyard. Much to his pleasure, Landon arrived looking plumper than ever.

“Mmm, smells great out here,” Landon immediately commented and absentmindedly rubbed his belly.

“Oh, I’m barbecuing, you want some when I’m finished?”

Of course, Landon said yes. As Enrique tended over the barbecue he kept an eye on Landon. The man’s shorts no longer fit and showed a healthy portion of plump ass crack. Altogether his butt was looking insanely large, bouncing and swaying with his every movement. Additionally his stomach was beginning to fold into an overhang that was now impossible to hide. Even his muscles had begun to soften beneath doughy pudge. Altogether, Landon was looking like a certified ex-jock.

Once finished, Landon took a seat at the picnic table with a big grin on his face, “This smells great, I’m starving.”

Sitting down, almost the entirety of his ass was hanging out of his shorts. It took massive self control for Enrique to not slip a finger between those juicy cheeks, let alone his face. He served Landon a large burger and a hot dog on the side. He had the same for himself so as not to arouse suspicion, even though it was far more food than Enrique could stomach.

The two shared a nice conversation as Landon chowed down with gusto. He made no effort to conceal his gluttony, even talking with his mouth full and belching a couple times. Enrique couldn’t believe it and by the time Landon departed, Enrique’s underwear was soaked with precum.

August 15

Landon arrived at Enrique’s already sweating. The temperature had risen above one hundred degrees and Landon’s oversized body was not adapting well to the heat. He wore new work clothes after completely splitting his shorts in two one day while trying to get them over his rump. He now wore loose denim cut offs and an oversized tee that concealed his girth. It was so hot though, that he yearned for his prior sluttier uniform.

Enrique was friendly as ever and Landon was excited about the rapport developing between the two. He was definitely developing a crush and sensed the feeling might be mutual. In fact, it seemed as though Enrique was actively encouraging Landon’s weight gain, especially after their barbecue during the last visit. Landon didn’t quite mind, especially since the gym was becoming a distant memory.

Landon was sweating bullets under the hot California sun. His shirt was becoming drenched in sweat stains with big pools forming against his back, under his armpits, and even at the top of his belly. Exasperated, he decided to remove his shirt. He figured that Enrique wouldn’t mind. As he pulled the shirt over his head he glanced back towards the house and caught Enrique watching through the kitchen window. He gave him a wave and continued on. Before he left, Enrique came plodding across the lawn.

“Hot day, huh?” Enrique said.

“My god, I’m dying. I don’t think I’m built for the heat like I used to.”

“I have to say, the weight really suits you, man,” Enrique awkwardly cut himself short. He clearly had something else he wanted to say but was too nervous.

“Well,” Landon filled the awkward pause, “I guess I should get going. Good seeing you, Enrique.”

“You too.”

October 1

Enrique was floating in the pool drunk off tequila. Landon arrived with a slow waddle. The surfer boy with model good looks that Enrique had hired at the beginning of summer had transformed into a hungry cub that swelled larger with every passing week. Enrique’s sexual fantasies were realized with Landon and he was beginning to go insane with lust.

“Landoooon,” Enrique exclaimed as the pool boy arrived.

The influencer leapt out of the pool, his package bouncing in a tiny speedo, as he ran over and embraced Landon in a drunken hug.

“Are you busy today? Join me for a swim.”

“I don’t have any swim trunks though…”

“I would offer you a pair but… I don’t think they’d fit,” Enrique replied with a devilish grin. “Just wear your underwear!”

Landon grinned, “okay,” he said knowingly.

Landon removed his shirt revealing his hefty beer gut that hung precipitously forward. Enrique immediately noticed that soft pink stretch marks dotted the man’s love handles and navel. He also looked paler than ever. His body fat quivered with every motion as he unzipped and removed his denim shorts. Standing at the edge of the pool, Landon was wearing nothing but a jock strap. Enrique was stupified almost instantly hard.

Landon cannon balled into the pool creating massive waves emanating from his impact. Enrique swam closer and offered him a glass of tequila. They were close enough that Landon’s fuzzy belly fat brushed against Enrique. Landon took the drink and downed it in one go.

“You’re looking good in your little speedo,” Landon purred. Throwing caution to the wind, Landon grabbed Enrique’s ass and pulled him closer. “You wanna kiss me?”

The two began to make out as Enrique sunk into Landon’s fluffy body. Before they knew it their bottoms were floating in the pool as their cocks sparred beneath the water. Landon pressed Enrique against the edge of the pool so that the young guy was pinned beneath all of Landon’s heft. With tongues tied together and Enrique’s legs wrapped around Landon’s gut, Landon’s cock began poking at his counterpart’s hole.

Desperate to fuck, Landon hoisted Enrique out of the water. He then struggled to pull his own weight up onto the patio. Enrique watched with pleasure as Landon’s fat jiggled atop strained muscles. He was out of breath by the time he got out and wobbled over to a lounge chair where he reclined with his cock pointing skyward.

Enrique mounted the beached whale and promptly sat himself on Landon’s throbbing member. Landon moaned as Enrique’s sinewy muscles and golden brown skin glistened in the sun. Enrique’s legs tightly gripped Landon’s gooey soft sides as he worked his ass up and down Landon’s cock. Enrique bounced and jiggled Landon’s belly spreading out before him as he rode the plumped up pool boy.

Both men were sweating profusely and moaning in pleasure. Enrique’s motions grew more frantic as he neared orgasm, pounding his ass up and down repeatedly. Eventually, the metal legs of the lounge chair slowly bent until they were laying flat on the ground. Patio furniture stood no chance beneath Landon’s girth and Enrique’s fucking.

Thrusting together and bodies trembling, they orgasmed in unison. Enrique could feel the powerful pulsation of Landon’s cock coughing up load after load inside of him as his bouncing belly absorbed the shock of such a powerful orgasm. At the same time, Enrique’s cock erupted like a fire house covering them both in jizz and shooting so far behind them that strings of pearls floated in the pool.