The Quarantine 15: Chapter 8

“Thank you for choosing Calvin’s Creamery,” Emilio unenthusiastically handed a customer their ice cream cone. 

He had been slinging ice cream for two weeks now and was less than thrilled with the career change. Inconveniently, Emilio happened to be laid off just as the $600 in unemployment from the CARES Act expired. As a result, he received a meager amount from state unemployment that was simply not enough to cover food and rent for very long. 

Emilio had applied to countless entry level office jobs, but never landed an interview. The market was flooded with people looking for jobs and it was difficult to stand out from the crowd. Out of desperation he applied for food service and retail positions, despite being entirely overqualified. He had no choice but to make ends meet. 

The one perk of working at Calvin’s Creamery was that Emilio got loads of free ice cream. All day every day Emilio snacked on samples of ice cream and delicious candy toppings. Plus, he kept the apartment freezer permanently stocked with tubs upon tubs of delicious small batch ice cream flavors. However, there was one small issue: Asia had moved back in. 

Since rejoining the house, Asia had become intensely health conscious and silently critical of the boys’ weight. She made comments on their extraordinary portion sizes, that they were snacking so soon after eating a large meal, even mentioning that substituting certain ingredients could cut down on calories. These comments were often punctuated by judgmental glances at their bulging midsections. One time, she even grilled Alex on how much he weighed, to which he didn’t know the answer. The scale the boys bought at the beginning of quarantine had been collecting dust in a closet. Asia did not seem content with that answer.

Nevertheless, Alex and Emilio continued to grow, only at a slower pace under Asia’s watchful eye. Their stomachs became so stretched that it was now impossible to decrease their intake. Going too long without a caloric treat left their tummies crying out in pain. And so they only got fatter. Alex’s waddle became more pronounced as his belly swelled further and further outward. Alongside him, Emilio’s belly was finally falling into an overhang that curled over his waistband and swayed when he walked. They were officially fat boys. 

In the afternoon a line began to form at Calvin’s Creamery, as expected at this time of day. Emilio was busy scooping mounds of ice cream into bowls and waffle cones while his coworker manned the register. Emilio kept his work uniform nice and snug, displaying the fact he enjoyed the company’s product. Each time he bent over to procure a scoop his overhang would rest on the edge of the freezer, cooling him down from the strenuous activity. Scooping ice cream was hard labor and Emilio found his arm muscles developing after only a couple weeks on the job.

“I’ll have a large cup of double fudge espresso and mint cookie dough please.” 

Emilio’s head sprung to attention with the sound of a familiar voice. In front of him stood Alex, his adorable scruffy grin hidden behind a medical mask. Emilio served his lover an especially heaping bowl of ice cream and for the remainder of the day Alex worked from a table in the corner of Calvin’s Creamery. 

“I can close up, don’t worry about it,” Emilio said to his coworker at the end of the day. “It won’t take that long, feel free to leave.” 

And with that, Alex and Emilio had the place to themselves. 

Alex stepped behind the counter and slid his hands underneath Emilio’s sweat drenched uniform shirt, gripping the former twink’s plump sticky love handles and pulling him in for a kiss. They leaned in together, their bellies softly colliding, and locked lips. Emilio placed one hand on his counterpart’s sloping gut and the other against the soft hirsute pudge padding his jaw. Alex then pushed his roommate against the scooping station causing it to creak under the pressure of Emilio’s ass. 

With erections constrained by their pants, their affection became increasingly frantic. Emilio pulled his lips from Alex’s mouth and tilted the man’s head back and jaw open. With one hand Emilio lifted a bottle of homemade liquid fudge topping and squeezed gobs into Alex’s mouth, topping it off with a swirl of whipped cream. Alex swallowed the sugary concoction down with glee and then treated Emilio to the same thing, accidentally dripping the fudge down the ice cream boy’s chin and shirt. Alex licked the dribble from Emilio’s chin and peeled the skin tight uniform shirt off his lover before removing his own.  

Shirtless and drenched in desire, Alex poured the fudge all over Emilio’s distended stomach while maintaining sumptuous eye contact. Without a blink he began to lap up the sticky substance that spread around Emilio’s fleshy chest and down to his ripened love handles. Overcome with arousal Emilio tore down his pants and began massaging his own cock while Alex lapped up the fudge collecting under his overhang. When Alex was finished, Emilio pushed him to the other side of the counter where the rest of the toppings and cones laid. 

He undid Alex’s pants finally allowing the man’s cock to slap skyward into the soft flesh of his underbelly. Emilio then shoved a handful of M&Ms into Alex’s mouth who grunted like a pig before gnoshing them down with rapture. Emilio continued with a variety of treats that Alex gleefully consumed while spreading more fudge against Emilio’s doughy body. The fudge and whipped cream spread over both of them while they sloppily squeezed, slapped, and fed each other. 

Food debris clung to their sticky bodies as they themselves began to look like two top heavy ice cream cones. Alex dropped to his knees and began vacuuming the food off his counterpart with his scruffy mouth. His lips wrapped around Emilio’s cock as though it were another sugary treat and he felt the younger man quiver as he struggled to hold back his orgasm. Alex was not satisfied and continued sucking the hot cock filling his mouth. He loudly slapped both hands atop Emilio’s belly and gave it a hearty squeeze, the fat bulging out between his thumbs and forefingers. This motion was the final straw, triggering a heavy stream of Emilio’s cream filling straight down Alex’s throat, who gulped it down with glee. 

Emilio slumped to the floor exhausted from the orgasm and Alex straddled his boyfriend’s lap, their bellies sandwiching his cock. He only needed a few pumps before he was convulsing in pleasure, candy toppings fell from his wildly bouncing fat, and his come shot forward and splashed Emilio in the face. Weak and content from their dairy fueled frolick, Alex slumped forward onto the floor with Emilio, forming a fatty puddle ground. 

The boys returned home looking like complete disasters. Their clothes were stained with food, their hair messy and clumped with sweat and sticky substances, and their stomachs distended and sore. They wanted nothing more than to take a shower and cuddle under the covers of a warm bed. Unfortunately, when they walked through the front door they were greeted with a rather unpleasant surprise. 

Asia sat at the kitchen counter drinking a green juice and looking them up and down disapprovingly. It seemed as though she was about to comment on their appearance, questioning what in the world had happened to them, but she bit her tongue and proceeded as planned. 

“Can I talk to you guys in the living room?”

The boys sat down on the couch which creaked under their weight. Emilio had to yank his stained uniform shirt down to keep it from riding up and Alex remembered his unbuttoned pants were on full on display. 

“I want to address your health. I am concerned about the amount of weight you both have put on in the last five months. I am guessing your BMI is in the unhealthy range and it seems that neither of you are concerned or even slowing down on the vast amount of unhealthy fats you are consuming. I’m not sure if you are aware, but you guys are very noticeably fat and I think an intervention is in order.” 

The lovers stared at her speechless. The sound of Emilio’s stomach growling awkwardly punctuated Asia’s point. Just as Alex opened his mouth to speak, a thunderous fudgey burp escaped. Emilio giggled.