Chubby Hubby: Chapter 6

February 2022

Connor laid in bed with his eyes closed as Jasper massaged his belly. This had become a regular practice for the couple born out of Jasper’s regular massages. What began as a seductive technique to provide muscle relief to Connor, became more about digestive relief as he packed on the pounds. After all, it was getting harder for Jasper to even reach Connor’s muscles under the increasingly thick layer of blubber that covered them.

This evening the couple had made homemade burgers and fries, of which Connor had three burgers, a mound of fries, and a milkshake for dessert. As was the case more often than not, his stomach was stretched to capacity and rumbling as it tried to digest all that food. They headed to the bedroom where Jasper squeezed some lotion into his palms and began slowly massaging Connor from the base of the gut on up. Connor sighed in relief.

Jasper was correct in his prediction last October that once Connor ate his way through the holidays his belly would finally fold into an overhang. He was elated to see this happen as it had been a long time coming. Connor was a big guy, altogether stocky, with his fat being fairly evenly distributed. As a result he hadn’t formed the distinct beer belly other less fit men immediately put on when they gained weight.

Jasper was happy to finally see his love with one of the definitive signifiers of a true porker: a belly that hung over the waistline of all his pants, a gut so plump that it gave way to gravity, a stomach with such capacity it could barely be contained. The tire around his midsection was thick and heavy with fat forming a tight crease around its base where it met his fat pad and thighs and ass. Each of those parts had individually swollen with Connor’s overindulgence causing them to squish together and spread outward.

Connor emitted an involuntary belch as Jasper’s hands squeezed and pushed at his fat. It was a relief for the excess air to escape and create room for all the food he had piled into himself. A rush of post-gluttony tryptophin combined with Jasper’s attentive hands was slowly ushering Connor towards sleep. Once he fell into slumber Jasper cuddled up next to his big teddy bear and closed his eyes.

The two men napped for about an hour until Connor awoke with the urge to urinate. He was cozy and didn’t want to disturb his partner, but he had no choice. Connor struggled to sit up, the chunk at his midsection made such a maneuver difficult these days, and it didn’t help that he still felt weighted down by food and a cuddly encourager-boyfriend.

“Let’s grab a drink,” Jasper grinned when Connor returned from the bathroom. “We haven’t gone out in a while, could be fun.”

Connor sighed, lately anything but lazing around the house seemed like a lot of work. “Sure, yeah, why not.”

The boys threw on some clothes and headed for the front door. Connor was wearing a pair of blue jeans that were aggressively snug and limited his mobility. The waistband didn’t even fully cover his protruding booty, so he wore an oversized shirt that hid this fact. He dropped his shoes on the ground and sighed with the prospect of getting them on. Bending over was a difficult task these days and he didn’t need the added obstacle of non-stretch denim.

He tried to bend over at the waist but his overinflated belly made this uncomfortable, especially with the button of his pants painfully digging in between his fat pad and overhang. He hiked the legs of his pants up and tried to squat but could already hear the sound of denim on the verge of tearing. He was too lazy to walk to the couch to sit down and made the rash decision to take a deep breath and bend at the waist once more. Reaching downwards his sense of balance shifted and he dropped onto the floor with a heavy thud.

“Babe are you alright?” Jasper dropped to his knees concerned.

Splayed on his back, Connor attempted to sit up but was pinned down by his belly. He tried twice more before giving up. Not too long ago he could do dozens of sit ups before even breaking a sweat and now he was too fat to even do one. Sweaty and exhausted Connor laid on his back and began laughing. Jasper struggled to conceal his boner and Connor reached over to rub it through Jasper’s pants.

“Oh you like that?” Jasper smiled and straddled Connor’s lap. He was surprised to find that Connor was also hard, “Oh you really like that.”

Jasper grinded his ass against Connor’s erection before dropping to kiss his love’s exasperated lips. Laying atop Connor was like laying atop the fluffiest, warmest, most comfortable water bed. Connor’s chub squished out beneath Jasper whose left hand gripped the bulging flesh at Connor’s side while the right stroked his head lovingly.

Typically, Jasper was the top in the relationship, especially since Connor had grown seriously porky. At the beginning of their relationship they would switch it up pretty regularly, but Connor had grown lazy with his extra girth. However, as Jasper sat atop his beached whale, he felt the urge to bottom.

Jasper ripped off his clothes and yanked down Connor’s ill-fitting jeans. From the kitchen nearby he grabbed some coconut oil and lathered up Connor’s cock. With relative ease, Jasper mounted his swollen piglet and began riding him with gusto. Jasper’s motions caused Connor’s girth to vibrate to and fro. Connor’s chub provided such bombastic cushion that Jasper felt like he was bouncing atop a bounce house at a kids party, only he was filled with dick.

Connor passively allowed Jasper to power bottom, physically incapable of providing much more than his erection and some grunting. Jasper began to grind his own cock against Connor’s mound of belly fat. He pushed Connor’s stomach around like bread dough which seemed to be arousing Connor more than he anticipated. In the heat of the moment Jasper began to realize that Connor was as turned on by his weight gain as much as Jasper was.

Jasper gripped Connor’s belly more aggressively, “Look at this plump gut you’ve grown, you’re a fucking pig now.”

Connor moaned and Jasper could sense he was close to orgasm.

“You like that chubs, you like being a total dough boy?”

Connor’s cherry red face nodded, “Uh huh.”

“Look at this sweaty fucking overhang,” Jasper said and shook Connor’s belly wildly, “you’re such a pig now.”

“Oh FUCK,” Connor yelped and began shooting loads of come into Jasper.

Jasper immediately yanked at his own cock and began shooting across the room. His jizz splattered against the fridge.