A Growing Star: Chapter 4

Sawyer moaned in pleasure as Daniel rode his cock. With Sawyer on his back, Daniel slowed his bouncing and began to sensuously grind his ass on Sawyer. The film producer let go of his own dick and grabbed Sawyer’s bulging gut with both hands and gave it a jiggle. 

“You’re getting thick,” Daniel said with heavy lidded eyes.

Sawyer slapped Daniel’s bubble butt and replied, “I’m not the only one, babe.”

They continued slow and sensuous for awhile before picking up the speed. These days Sawyer had grown lazy and was usually on his back during sex, while Daniel preferred taking control. As their pace quickened the bed began slam against the wall with each thrust. Their plump bodies wobbled together, Daniel’s lush buttocks occasionally clapping against Sawyer’s groin. The pop star’s belly pooled at his midsection and jiggled like a plate of flan being shaken while his sharp jaw melted into his fresh double chin. After orgasm, Daniel collapsed atop Sawyer, their bellies mashed together, and the two dozed off.

The men were awakened by Daniel’s alarm the next morning. The young producer charged out of bed and into the shower. Within minutes he was showered, dressed, and talking to his director on the phone. He kissed Sawyer on the lips, still on the phone, and pinched his scruffy cheek before heading out. 

Sawyer grabbed his phone and opened a message from a groupie he’d been chatting up. He scrolled through the nudes he received. They were pretty hot and he reached for his cock. These days, that meant reaching around his bloated belly and past a burgeoning fat pad. He began to stroke himself to the pictures and asked for more, maybe a video. He got what he wanted and propped the phone up to play on loop while he jerked off and played with his nipples. His chest had become incredibly sensitive lately and after a few minutes he busted a nut. 

After a brief doze Sawyer lazily climbed out of bed and walked to the fridge. He popped some leftover chinese food in the microwave and mixed a bloody mary. After polishing off both while watching Netflix he dozed off once again and woke up to his phone ringing. It was the label. He ignored it. It was past noon and Sawyer decided that meant it was time to shower. 

On his way in, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and examined his body. This past month he decided to go balls to the wall and gain as much weight as he could in protest to his label. He was pissed about their negative feedback and while they could force him to sing some pop diddy they cooked up in a lab, they couldn’t control what his body looked like. That was one thing he could hold onto, both literally and figuratively. The result was that he’d gained a whopping thirty pounds in about one month. 

Sawyer now had a legitimate dad body. He cupped the gut that hung from his midsection in both hands and fingered it’s smooth curvature. Significant love handles clung to his side and made themselves visible in nearly anything he wore. His thighs now pressed together whether he was sitting or standing, and the chub rub was causing a bald patch where they met. 

All in all Sawyer didn’t mind the extra padding. He actually found that he was getting hit on much more frequently when he was out and about, by both men and women. He felt mostly confident about the gains, adopting a new stride with his shoulders back and his gut confidently forward. The only thing that was a source of insecurity was the growing roll of fat above his dick. 

He hadn’t anticipated gaining weight there, but recently it seemed to be the fastest growing part of his body. His rather large cock had lost about an inch under the pudge and he worried what would happen if this trend continued. Daniel didn’t seem to mind, at least. He had puffed up a bit himself since the two started dating.

While they weren’t an official couple, they were spending quite a lot of time together. Each knew the other was still sleeping with other people on occasion, but they enjoyed each other’s company. Plus, the sex was great. That was probably what Sawyer enjoyed most about the extra weight: sex had a whole new dynamic. Everything felt different. Positions had to be navigated in new ways and the repetition of thrusting felt far more momentous with two swollen bodies quivering together. Altogether, Sawyer couldn’t complain. Being a chubby guy had some definite perks.