Resident Encourager: Chapter 5

January

Will sat in the rec room with a few other boys. They were reconvening as a whole after winter break to chat, share some snacks, and voice any ideas or goals for spring semester. The meeting wasn’t scheduled for another ten minutes and Will sat glued to his phone while texting Chris. Nothing more had come of the kiss they shared on Thanksgiving, but the two had grown closer as friends. They hung out a few times in early December and stayed in contact throughout the break by texting and instagram.

Will had been excited to finally gain access to the former jock’s ‘gram and spent quite a bit of time scrolling through his timeline. As he both expected and hoped to find, Chris had been quite fit just a couple years ago and before that he was outright skinny. Will had even screenshotted some of the photos to make a weight progression timeline of Chris from frail twink, to ripped jock, to beefy football player, to thick ex-jock, to full-on cub. Will masturbated to these images several times over the break and fantasized of Chris returning to the dorm even fatter, a full-blown bear. To some degree, he got his wish.

Chris sauntered in looking pudgier than ever, perhaps not quite a bear, but definitely more of a cub than when he had left. The two smiled and made eye contact immediately, resisting the urge to hug so that the rest of the guys wouldn’t catch on to anything. Chris wore his school hoodie that now completely clung to his wobbling torso, the elastic at the bottom was stretched to capacity and just barely covered him up. Chris sat down right next to Will with a big sigh, as though his jeans were about to split him in half.

“Welcome back,” Will said and squeezed one of Chris’ gargantuan thighs straining at his denim. “You look good. Family treat you well?”

“Too well,” Chris sighed and patted his belly. “Glad to be back though.”

As the rest of the boys piled into the room Will was becoming increasingly aroused. Every last one of them had really bulked up and Rourke was beginning to look less massive by comparison. Will realized he couldn’t spot a man in the room without at least a slight belly hanging off of him. Moreover, very few had bought new clothes to accommodate their gains and altogether the group of them looked comically swollen. The biggest surprise of all was when Jake arrived.

The former pretty boy was barely recognizable. He must have put on a solid twenty pounds of pure lard over the holidays. Not only had his belly graduated from paunch to full-on beer gut, but his face had developed a slight double chin and his thighs were audibly rubbing together. He wore a baggy sweatshirt that did little to conceal his chub and sported dense scruff that covered up the flab under his chin. Surprisingly, the first thing he did was reach for the red vines on the table and plop down in a chair.

Once everyone had arrived Will got on with his spiel. He discussed upcoming campus events, student resources, and reiterated the rules of the dormitory before opening it up to general chatter and takeaways from the holidays. Throughout all the boys were munching on the nearby snacks of chips, nuts, red vines, and M&Ms. As someone droned on about their beachside getaway in Spain, Jake rolled his eyes and stood up to grab another handful of red vines. As he sat back down the unmistakable sound of fabric ripping pierced through the room. Jake’s face turned bright red.

“Okay, let’s see it Jake!” Rourke obnoxiously shouted.

“I’ll go change,” Jake muttered and stood up to walk out of the room.

As he left everyone got a glimpse of his backside. Not only had his denim ripped right up the ass from the crotch, but his Calvin Kleins had also torn revealing his plumped up and hairy derriere stippled with cellulite. The boys hollered and chastised Jake as he left the room filled with shame.

Chris leaned over close to Will’s ear, “Not a bad look I’d say.”

Will blushed and looked Chris in the face. Although they had been chatting a lot lately, this was the most suggestive statement Chris had ever made.

“Okay, okay,” Will addressed the room, “on that note why don’t we call it a day. If you need me you know how to get in touch.”

That evening while walking home from a class Will noticed Chris was sitting alone at the campus bar nursing a beer. He decided to step inside and say hello. Chris seemed delighted to see him and begged Will to keep him company. Will conceded and got a beer for himself. Before long, the conversation turned to Chris’ weight.

“You know, my parents did comment on this gut I put on last semester. They know it’s fairly common for a former athlete, but still, I got my fair share of teasing. And before I left my dad implored me to hit the cardio at the gym.”

“Ah man I’m sorry about that. Parents can be the worst.”

“Yeah, you know though, it didn’t really bother me. I know I’m still healthy and I kind of almost like the added girth. It definitely differentiates me from all the other gays on campus,” Chris laughed.

“Honestly,” Will began, “I think you look great.”

“Yeah?” Chris leaned in closer so one of his mammoth thighs was now in between Will’s legs. “You know I think you’re pretty cute too.”

Will’s heart sang, “I would really like to kiss you right now.”

“Why don’t you?”

“I don’t want to get in trouble with the school.”

“You’re safe with me. All I thought about all break was kissing you again.”

“Me too,” Will replied and the two stared into each other’s eyes for several moments. “Why don’t... you come back to my room? For another beer?”