Baseball Bellies: Chapter 7

Corrigan gnoshed down the slice of pizza in a few bites. Abram had the next slice dangling above Corrigan ready to go, followed by soda, breadsticks, and sweets. All the while he made sure to rub and knead Corrigan’s tremendous belly. This helped the hungry pig’s digestion while also keeping him aroused. Corrigan fanatically consumed the food with desperation while continuing to stroke his cock.

Exhausted and with a mouth full of food, Corrigan nodded towards his crotch. Abram followed orders and got down on his knees. Abram’s eyes were level with Corrigan’s waist, yet he couldn’t see the former’s dick. Corrigan kicked back with a grunt and placed his hands behind his head as Abram bent forward. Lifting up Corrigan’s belly, Abram laid eyes on the team captain’s manhood. Corrigan’s balls were so surrounded by thick fluffy chub that they barely hung. His thighs were enormous, red from chafing, and still touching despite Corrigan’s legs being spread wide. His cock barely peeked out from beneath a mammoth fat pad that put Abram’s own to shame.

Abram had to push back the fifteen or so pounds of ripened lard just so that he could stroke Corrigan’s cock. His arm flexed as he pressed against the fat. Abram’s arm muscles were weak from weeks of overeating and fucking himself on camera. He couldn’t even remember the last time he did an upper body workout. Servicing Corrigan’s manhood was a workout in itself and Abram began to pour sweat.

The young player noticed a presence approaching the couch but he couldn’t see around Corrigan’s girth. Eventually an unknown hand approached Abram’s flubbery ass cheek. It caressed his sweaty skin in circles before giving it a smack. Abram looked behind himself as much as his neck fat would allow to see Miguel kneeling closeby, his cock bright red and dripping precum. He then looked forward and around Corrigan’s mass to see another teammate feeding the captain and caressing his gut.

Corrigan’s senses were on fire as he lazily swallowed down whatever food was presented to him. His cock felt ready to explode as Abram’s mouth wrapped around it. All the while his eyes feasted on the pleasures unfolding before him. At this point the entire team was sucking and fucking and eating like animals. The floor of the living room had become a gluttonous orgy that only further aroused Corrigan.

The myriad fat rolls oozing and rippling from the boy’s bodies became indistinguishable from one another. Their overfed sCorriganachs undulated to the rhythm of fucking, pools of sweat and food collecting on the floor. Their pent up sexuality was finally unleashed upon one another, electrifying their senses as they indulged to the utmost extent. Bellies and cocks and fat rolls mashed together in a heated exchange of fluids while the sounds of chewing, grunting, moaning, burping, and fapping began to overpower the audio of the porno that was still running in the background.

After several minutes of amorous play, Miguel’s hands slid forward from Abram’s doughy posterior and gripped the young man’s bulging love handles. Miguel wobbled closer to his prey ready to saddle up to Abram’s juicy rump. Lubed up with perspiration and saliva Miguel began inchiing cock inside of Abram,. Once Miguel was fully inside and pumping away, Abram lost all sense of reality.

Spit roasted with Miguel in the rear and a flubbery Corrigan in the front, Abram’s skin turned beat red with ecstasy. His face was completely buried in Corrigan’s gooey groin as he struggled to gasp for air. Uncontrollably, he swallowed down Corrigan’s salty musk as his hair became completely soaked with the larger man’s underbelly sweat. From behind, Miguel’s hearty beer gut bounced above Abram’s fat ass. The former jock patted his botCorrigan’s pig belly as he rode him like a mechanical bull.

Throughout the room, the men discovered each other’s lush assets. Their thick baseball booties that had grown even bigger and bouncier with chub were irresistible objects of affection. Several of the men fucked doggy style. Some of the tops confidently fed themselves whatever food they could grab from the floor while the botCorrigans moaned in pleasure, occasionally vacuuming up a snack into their mouths. Their fucking continued lazily for quite some time as their newfound weight left their stamina struggling. Their ravenous jostling bellies got in their way and distracted from immediate orgasm, while also heightening the sensation of their sex. Altogether, it was a night they would remember.

July

The boys never overtly spoke of their teamwide orgy, yet they all acknowledged it in suggestive glances, horny compliments, and subtle encouragement. Some of them would even section off from time to time to get their rocks off. No one ever used the word “gay” or made a big deal about it. They were fat horny boys and nobody cared. That is, except for Coach.

Fully recovered from COVID-19, Coach was shocked and horrified to discover the team somehow even fatter than when he last saw them. They were downright obese and he couldn’t believe it. They showed up to their first practice in ages with bellies drooping out of their old clothes and their asses swallowing up their shorts. Had Coach not been so irate, it would have been humorous to see so many fat lads squeezed into exercise gear that they clearly never used.

He berated them for several minutes before making them run laps. The crew could barely break into a jog their bodies were so heavy with fat. Upon seeing them plod along for a good ten minutes, gasping for air as their thighs smashed together with every step, Coach sent them all home. There was no way they could play ball like this. Many of them were too large to even bend over and pick up the ball. On their way out, Coach stopped a behemoth Corrigan to get information on the supplement they had been taking.

After several phone calls and threats of legal action, the medical company apologized and donated a healthy sum of money to the university. They claimed that weight gain was not a known side effect of the treatment and that even if it was, the team had gained more weight than any supplement could account for. The guys had gotten fat by their own accord, but Coach would not accept this as true.

All in all, the team had become so fat that they had no choice but to drop out of the league three days before their first game.