Chubby Hubby: Chapter 1

June 2021

“That is quite the casserole, my love,” Connor said to his doting boyfriend, Jasper.

Indeed, the casserole Jasper pulled out of the oven was massive. There were multiple layers filling the pan with different types of cheeses and pasta and vegetables with a crunchy breaded top that was still sizzling. The aroma filled their apartment leaving Connor’s stomach growling in anticipation.

“I wanted to prepare something comforting for your first night,” Jasper grinned.

Indeed, Connor was freshly cohabitating the space with his boyfriend of about a year. This was a big deal for Connor who was undergoing a series of life changes one after another. The first was meeting the love of his life by pure chance at a local sports bar during Connor’s senior year of college. Connor and his lacrosse teammates were celebrating after a big win when Connor accidentally knocked over a stranger’s beer.

That stranger happened to be Jasper and the two began chatting after Connor apologized profusely. They had a good hour long conversation in which Connor completely forgot about his team and became absorbed by Jasper’s eloquent speech and wry humor. When Jasper gave him his number, Connor was confused. Were they… flirting? Connor had never been attracted to men, but something about Jasper drew him in.

From there, they had a few amazing dates before Jasper finally bit the bullet and leaned in for their first kiss. Once their lips met Connor was hooked. They had sex for the first time that night and nearly every day since. The two men fit perfectly into each other’s lives and fell into an easy going and nurturing relationship.

This was only the first big life event for Connor, for as soon as he adjusted to living in a gay relationship a year had passed and he was graduating with a degree in economics. He also was leaving behind lacrosse which was a huge part of his life, mentally, socially, and physically. He was about to re-enter the world on his own terms, as an adult with a college degree who needed to make a life for himself. Accepting Jasper’s invitation to move in was only the first step.

“This is a family recipe,” Jasper relayed, “that I spruced up a bit for my hunky athlete boyfriend.”

“I don’t know how long I’ll be able to pull the “athlete” card now that I’m no longer playing, but I’ll take it.”

Jasper cut into the casserole. As the spatula penetrated the crust it made an audible crunch sound with cheese and grease oozing out around the puncture. Jasper scooped a heaping mound onto a plate and served Connor with a frosty glass of beer. Connor’s eye’s widened at the sight of the delicious concoction and absentmindedly licked his lips and rubbed his belly in anticipation.

Connor was no small man after all. Lacrosse was notoriously host to seriously hunky men and Connor was no different. In fact, during his game days he was the thickest boy on the team and constantly teased by his teammates. Everyone knew that Connor was on the precipice of chubby and would let him know as much, especially his coach. Coach was legitimately worried that Connor would tip over into the overweight range and not be fit enough to play. However, Connor always practiced self control to prevent that from happening. He remained rigorous with the gym and cardio throughout his college career.

Connor was typically Irish in stature, at 5’10” and stocky. He had a stubbornly square jaw and auburn hair that contrasted his rather pale complexion. His shoulders were broad and muscled from years of lifting weights. Everything about his upper body was well defined, from his pecs to his sometimes bloated abs. Still, he was wide and stout despite all the exercise.

Connor’s legs were the beefiest part of him, like huge slabs of beef grounding him to the earth. His thighs were massive in circumference and hard as a rock, muscles always protruding. This continued down to his curvaceous calves and sturdy ankles. And of course, his rump was no different. Glute muscles bulged at his posterior but weren’t quite as defined as the rest of his body due to a generous layer of chunk that was packed atop them. Of anywhere, this was where Connor carried the most weight even when he was in peak shape.

Jasper was more slight than his companion. At 6’ he was on the taller side and generally in good shape. He was lean but not too skinny, and fit but not buff. Jasper appeared as sort of an everyman. He was a sweet white collar black guy who grew up to be an attorney and looked generally dashing when he dressed for court and like a dad next door the rest of the time. Connor was just his type in both personality and physicality, and he looked forward to watching his love settle into domesticity.

“You can pull the athlete card as long as you like, babe. College sports are serious! It’s a claim to fame,” Jasper responded.

“Yeah, but I’m not gonna stay looking like an athlete if you keep feeding me like this,” Connor chortled.

“Oh babe, don’t you worry, I like me a chubby hubby. You just eat up and save room for dessert.”