Chubby Hubby: Chapter 5

December 2021

“I can’t wait to get out of these clothes,” Connor sighed on the cab ride home.

The couple had just left Jasper’s company holiday party. It was an interesting experience for Connor, who, for the first time, was really starting to feel like a fat guy. Connor was the largest man in attenJasperce. Only one other person, a partner at the firm, was overweight and Connor probably had a good twenty pounds on him. In other words, Connor stood out and Jasper therefore stood out for having a hefty partner.

There was certainly some awkward staring and an unspoken air of judgment from some of Jasper’s colleagues. They were all too polite to comment directly, but it was not difficult to pick up on the vibe. Jasper let this roll off his back and remained incredibly affectionate towards his boo. He wanted to alleviate any discomfort Connor might be feeling in addition to raising a subtle middle finger to his more judgmental colleagues.

Indeed Connor sensed his difference and felt unease at times. It certainly didn’t help that the suit he was wearing was already snug after being fitted only two weeks ago. The waist was tight and unforgiving, chafing the underside of his belly and cinching him when he sat down. Additionally, his stomach was filling up the shirt a bit more than it was supposed to, which was fine when he was standing but caused the buttons to embarrassingly strain when he sat down. Not only was Connor the fattest guy in the room, but his clothes were a reminder of the fact.

As they sat in the cab ride home Jasper leaned over and patted Connor’s belly that was gyrating from the bumps in the road, “You did great my love. Thanks for enduring that incredibly stuffy experience.”

“Your boyfriend the big guy, it’s official now. I’m fat,” he laughed, “there’s no denying it!”

“And I’m loving every inch,” Jasper kissed Connor’s cheek.

“You know my coworkers are saying I’ve finally caught up to them in terms of weight. They tease that you get three months of training and six months of weight gain. Guess they weren’t lying.”

“Yeah, but you’re sexy as hell my little ex-jock,” Jasper patted Connor’s beefy thigh and both men felt a twitch of arousal in their groin.

“For now I am, I’ve been slacking when it comes to hitting the gym. I really need to get back in there before my base melts away and I’m pure dough. Gotta stay strong, everyone in my office is pure flab.”

“Whatever makes you happy, love.”

As they exited the cab, Connor first, Jasper noticed that a small tear had occurred in the seam along the seat of Connor’s pants. It was barely noticeable but Jasper could glimpse a bit of exposed flesh from the right angle. That man’s ass was simply too much to contain. It was so vast that sometimes Jasper feared suffocation when he ate it out. Although he found the tear charmingly sexy, he fought the urge to rip it open further. He didn’t want Connor to feel self conscious.

Instead he affectionately removed Connor’s jacket, allowing the former jock’s broad shoulders to breathe. Connor wasted no time in whipping off his belt and undoing the clasp of his pants, letting his belly comfortably drop a bit lower with a sigh of relief. Jasper finished what Connor had started and began to shimmy the pants down from Connor’s fleshy curves.

Earlier that evening Jasper had Connor open one of his Christmas gifts a week early. It was a designer jockstrap that retailed over $100. They only went up to size large and Jasper breathed a sigh of relief that it still fit around Connor’s circumference. The design was tasteful but sexy, with a strappy cut out above the fabric cupping genitals. On Connor, this meant a window in which his fat pad was able to bulge precipitously forward.

The sturdy elastic bands only made this more pronounced. They cut into the soft band of fat at his groin and pushed it forward. Connor’s pubic hair was trimmed short allowing Jasper to feast his eyes on every bloated inch that softly trembled from the motion of Connor kicking off his trousers.This was Connor’s fastest growing spot of late. In only a month it went from a slight puff to a veritable roll, nearly doubling in size. Jasper marveled at the various rates in which Connor’s body grew and the fat pad was the cherry on top. All in all, the jock strap was just as much a gift for Connor as it was for Jasper.

From behind, the straps were easily absorbed into the overhanging melons that composed Connor’s rump. Of late, his ass was developing a mottled texture from the excess of cellulite, yet it still remained purt. Soft but not droopy. Jasper cupped Connor’s cheeks allowing his hands to sink inches into the soft layers of chunk and pulled Connor in for a sensuous kiss on the lips.

“If you weren’t my man I’d be so jealous of who you were with,” Jasper purred and slipped his fingers between Connor’s sweaty crack.

“If you weren’t my man, I’d be miserable,” Connor responded. “I’d probably still be living at home, dating some girl I didn’t respect and going to the same lame parties on the weekend. You saved me from that.”

“I didn’t save you from anything. None of this would have been possible if it weren’t for you.”

Jasper could feel Connor’s cock begin to swell with blood from underneath the jockstrap. He pressed his own groin against Connor’s and squeezed a love handle aggressively while locking lips once more. Connor was fully erect at this point. Jasper dropped to his knees and pulled down the jock strap. Connor’s cock lept skyward and slapped against his fat pad creating waves of flesh like a stone dropped in a pond. Jasper licked his lips.