The Holiday Party: Chapter 1

December 2020

“Well well, someone is looking jollier this year!”

“Is that a seasonal slur to imply I’m getting fat? No need to remind me, my lower back is fully aware of the twenty extra pounds sticking to my gut these days!”

“Only a compliment my dear- it suits you!”

Benjamin laughed and clutched his paunch, “It doesn’t suit my suits if you catch my drift. I had a wedding last month and my god did I feel like a stuffed sausage! You know, most people get fit after a breakup… not me. My new boyfriend is the guy behind the gelato counter!”

Benjamin didn’t mind joking about his recent weight gain. There was no hiding it so he figured he might as well embrace the ribbing, especially coming from Maggy. Maggy was one of his oldest friends and she’d consoled him after his breakup from Anthony. However, they hadn’t been in touch much the last six months so his new belly was surely a sight to behold.

Maggy continued being a hostess while Benjamin grabbed some horderves and hid out in a corner of the party. Maggy and George’s holiday parties were a celebrated tradition at this point, bringing their extended friend group together every year, but Benjamin felt a pang of loneliness without his partner of four years at his side. Luckily, that pang fizzled out the second he saw the visage of an intriguing boy arrive.

The new arrival had a bit of a paunch, not unlike himself, that looked to be a new addition to his otherwise trim fame. He wore a green sweater that accentuated his wide shoulders, green eyes, and messy brown hair. His angular face cast shadows in the soft light and for a brief moment he and Benjamin made eye contact.

It had been months since Benjamin had gotten laid and he immediately went into predator mode. Grabbing a glass of wine, Benjamin kept an eye on the new guest from across the room. The man was surely gay and extremely attractive. After chatting with Maggy for what seemed like ages, the guy removed his coat and Maggy motioned to the bedroom. Now was Benjamin’s time.

“Oh, is there a bathroom in here?” Benjamin asked entering the bedroom a minute after his mystery man.

“You’re asking the wrong guy,” the man replied. “I’m new here… I knew Maggy back in undergrad but we haven’t seen each other in ages…”

“Oh shoot, back in New Hampshire? That’s where I met her too. My name’s Benjamin, by the way.”

“Oliver,” nice to meet you.

“I must admit, it’s nice to see another fag at the party.”

“You clocked me fast! Hah, fair fair.”

Benjamin shot Oliver an alluring grin as Maggy barged in with two glasses in her hand, “Eggnog anyone?”

“You’re trying to keep me thick, huh? Sorry, I mean ‘jolly’!”

“A little extra keeps you warm at night,” Maggy rubbed Benjamin’s belly through his sweater as both men accepted the glasses. She exited the room as Benjamin awkwardly blushed.

“You look good,” Oliver smiled. “Who doesn’t like a man with some meat on his bones…”

“Thank you,” Benjamin stepped closer to his prey. “I’m still getting used to it I guess.”

“Tell me about,” Oliver replied. “I moved to LA for grad school, then the pandemic happened and I was locked inside my studio apartment with nothing to do but eat, sleep, and study. Let’s just say I’m not the twink I once was.”

“Twinks are passe,” Benjamin took another step closer, letting a heavy energy fill the air.

Both men were aroused and ready to pounce, but hesitating to make the first move. They were standing so close that their bellies softly brushed together, sending a jolt of electricity throughout their bodies that resonated in the groin. Oliver admired Benjamin’s dense scruff that covered his face and nearly connected to the tuft of chest hair emerging from his collar. Benjamin relished how his larger belly made sensual contact with Oliver’s smaller paunch.

“I think the bathroom is uh, behind that door,” Oliver said.

“Oh honey, I came here for another reason entirely,” Benjamin replied and moved in for the kill.

The two locked lips, creamy with eggnog. Their fattened stomachs pressed together sensuously. Benjamin placed a hand on the stubble laden angular cheek of Oliver as Oliver gripped a burgeoning love handle on Benjamin’s side. Their hips pressed together as they made out, their stiffening cocks were ready to be let loose.

Oliver breathed in the thick musk emanating from the collar of Benjamin’s sweater. The thicker man had clearly been sweating and eating for a while. Oliver slipped his hands under the man’s sweater, exploring his luscious midsection. Oliver enjoyed running his fingers through Benjamin’s abundant body hair. He even enjoyed the firmness of the man’s spare tire, it’s heft felt manly and enticing.

Benjamin’s mouth dropped lower to Oliver’s alabaster neck flushed red with excitement. Then even lower as he lifted up Oliver’s sweater. Exposed to the cold air, Benjamin found Oliver’s pooch adorable. The pad of fat sat comfortably above the button of his jeans, softer than Benjamin’s own, with a dark happy trail that accentuated it’s slight curves. Benjamin dove in face first, licking and biting the soft bit of dough.

His mouth traveled south along the happy trail until he undid Oliver’s pants button with his teeth. Pulling down the denim, he noticed Oliver’s pubic hair was overgrown and his cock was almost fully hard. He pulled down boxer briefs allowing Oliver’s erection to rocket skyward and slap against his pudge.

Oliver gasped as Benjamin pushed back his foreskin and took Oliver in his mouth. As his mouth did all the work, Benjamin hurriedly undid his own pants so that he could stroke himself alongside. Oliver’s legs trembled with pleasure. Benjamin pushed him backward atop the bed covered in guests coats.

Benjamin stood up, exposing his girthy cock to Oliver for the first time. Side by side Oliver was definitely the more lithe of the two, as Benjamin's stockiness loomed over the horny twink. Benjamin gripped both of their cocks together and stroked them simultaneously as Oliver writhed and suppressed moans. Benjamin enjoyed watching his counterpart overcome with pleasure.

Out of nowhere, Oliver shot straight up and pulled off Benjamin’s top. Their cock’s grinding together, Oliver buried his face in Benjamin’s hairy chest. He licked and sucked on Benjamin’s pecs and nipples before submerging his face in the slab of fat hanging off Benjamin’s belly. He gripped the larger man’s love handles and cupped his generous ass cheeks.

Oliver was becoming animalistic in his lust, almost frantic. Benjamin was pleased with what he had unleashed. He pushed Oliver onto his back, causing the smaller man’s belly to jiggle on impact. He then inserted his thumb swiftly inside Oliver’s rear. As he searched for the prostate, Benjamin stroked himself close to orgasm.

Oliver began to emit suppressed moans as Benjamin tapped away at his G-spot. Within minutes Oliver was shooting his load, his body trembling and the pad of chub at his midsection bouncing frothily. Benjamin pulled Oliver closer and shoved his cock into Oliver’s mouth. With a few swift pumps he unleashed his stream of come down the eager twink’s throat.

They came to in a sweaty haze of sex surrounded by the coats of friends and strangers. Both were surprised and pleased at what had just transpired.

“That was nice,” Oliver said with a wry grin. “Maggy’s right, the dad bod suits you.”

“Likewise, squirt,” Benjamin teased.

They got dressed lazily, still eyeing each other’s bodies. Oliver’s shoulder to hip ratio was impressive. If he lost the pudge he could easily be a model. Benjamin on the other hand was stocky and carried the weight well. He had a well-proportioned and solid base that he could very well add to.

“I guess we gotta return to the party and act like this never happened,” Oliver teased.

“I guess so. I dare say the party may have already peaked for us though…”