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Entitled: Chapter 4

One and a half years laterValentino was huffing and puffing so hard that Quinn was getting nervous. They were simply walking from the auditorium to the parking lot after class, but Val could barely handle it. His belly hung out of his hoodie and sweat dripped from his forehead. His whole body wobbled awkwardly as though it weren’t used to walking, because it wasn’t.For the past several semesters Valentino became a virtual shut in. He was too embarrassed to show his face after his birthday pa...

Coming July 1st: 'An American Man'

In celebration of that certain holiday in the States, my next story goes fully patriotic. I was very inspired by the Tumblr blog @lovingbarbariancomputer for this one. If you haven't read his work definitely go check it out. I even reached out to him about a collab but didn't hear back. I teased out some of the primary themes from his work but put my own spin on it. Hope you enjoy. Synopsis:A closeted ex-soldier returns home injured, aimless, and hungry for something he is too afraid to...

Entitled: Chapter 3

It was the middle of August during a heatwave. Quinn broke a sweat walking between his car and the front door of the apartment. When he stepped inside the air was thick with the smell of McDonald’s, marijuana, and body odor. Valentino was passed out on the couch, empty bags of McDonald’s surrounding him and chocolate milkshake smeared across his face. His belly poured out of a snug T-shirt and pushed at the elastic band of his briefs. His head was tucked into his developing double chin as he...

Entitled: Chapter 2

Quinn sat at the bar by himself waiting for Valentino to return. A svelte stranger from across the room made strong eye contact with Quinn, who looked down at his drink nervously. Glancing back up, they locked eyes once more. Quinn sat up straight and rested his elbows on the table so his biceps would bulge beneath the neon lights. He never went to gay bars and initially rejected Valentino’s pleas to go out, but now he was grateful that he did.“Hello??” Valentino moaned obnoxiously from be...

Entitled: Chapter 1

Quinn slowly ascended the stairs up to the apartment one by one. He was still in pain from leg day at the gym and couldn’t wait to tear into the steak fajitas he had meal prepped on Sunday. He took a breather once he reached the top and then swung open his front door. The house smelled like weed and vodka. Quinn knew why and a wave of irritation swept over him.Sure enough, his roommate Valentino was draped across the couch ripping a bong with a half empty vodka orange juice nearby. Garish over...

Dispatches: Pride Month

Los Angeles, CA / June 6 / West HollywoodLex had bulked too hard over the winter. He couldn’t help it, he wanted mass at any cost. The problem was that now he was paying the price. It was already summer and he’d only lost ten pounds. He still had a gut that was so fat it actually folded into an overhang. He had never been this big before and didn’t know how to handle it.At first, he was insecure about joining his friends for a night out. He knew at some point shirts would come off and ever...

Up Next: a new 'Dispatches' and 'Entitled'

Two saucy ones are in the pipeline. The first is 'Dispatches: Pride Month' focusing on celebrating chubby boys, feeders, and gainers! Then we have a dirty little tale called Entitled. Synopsis below. Quinn and Valentino are both gay guys with rich parents, but the similarities stop there. Forced to be college roommates, the introverted Quinn quickly develops resentment towards the flamboyant Valentino. Quinn hatches a devious plan once he notices that Valentino’s Achilles heel is his a...

Happy Pride everyone!

I'd like to take a moment and wish everyone a happy Pride. Personally, I've always felt ambivalent about the holiday, its propensity towards corporatism, and the social pressure to party. Lately though I've been reflecting on how privileged I am to even have the option to celebrate my identity, especially as the global political landscape continues to shift dramatically. I'm grateful I get to celebrate ,lust after fat guys, and share my musings and fantasies with a network of lik...

I Married a Chef: Chapter 4

Elio walked through the front door and made a beeline for the fridge. He grabbed the jug of chocolate milk and started chugging. He was famished and needed something in his stomach immediately otherwise he thought he might pass out. The jug was half full and he polished it off in under a few minutes. Wiping the milk from his lips, he belched so loudly it echoed through the house.“Is that how you’re always going to greet me after work now?” Raf came waddling out from the living room. It was...

I Married a Chef: Chapter 3

“Babe, I thought we were going to breakfast? The cleaning lady will be here any minute.”Elio shoved the last bit of scone in his mouth and shrugged, “I know.” He stood up and placed the plate in the sink.“Is that what you’re wearing?”“What do you mean?” Elio was slightly offended.Raf stepped close to his husband and grabbed the wad of belly fat hanging exposed beneath the hem of Elio’s shirt.“Oh!” Elio exclaimed.He was completely oblivious to the fact his shirt did not fu...

I Married a Chef: Chapter 2

Elio woke up with barbecue sauce smeared across his chin. He sat up in the hotel bed and was disgusted by the cart piled high with room service still next to his bed. He groaned and shuffled out of bed. As he pushed the cart into the hallway a burp escaped his chest and provided much needed relief. Back in the room he looked at the clock and was surprised to see it was still the middle of the night. He decided to swig some brandy, shower off, and try to get some more rest.Raf often had to travel...

I Married a Chef: Chapter 1

“I just got back from lunch with my agent.”“Oh yeah? How did it go?”“She told me I’ve put on some relationship weight. I was like, ‘What do you expect? I married a chef!’”Elio leaned against the kitchen island causing his belly to bulge out against the cold granite. Raf glanced at the little bit of chub on his husband’s belly. He hadn’t noticed, but now that Elio mentioned it, he could tell his man had put on some weight. Raf didn’t mind though. In fact, he thought it loo...

Growing Grant

Grant and Tim's story began like many modern romances: on a dating app. Both men, in their mid thirties and living in LA, were seeking something real in a town of fakes. They were tired of the casual hookups and situationships endemic to the gay community. Grant, with his salt and pepper hair and stout build, often felt self-conscious about his appearance, but Tim's profile caught his eye so he decided to give it a shot. Tim was a classic beauty with a captivating smile, slim yet muscula...

Up Next: 'Growing Grant' and 'I Married a Chef'

May is going to be a rather wholesome month with two new stories focusing on how transformative intimate relationships can be to one's waistline. But don't worry, I got some devious tales planned when Pride rolls around in June...Growing Grant synopsis:Lots of people are self conscious about their weight, and Grant is no different. He’s always been a pudgy guy engaged with the battle of the bulge. When he begins dating a new guy named Tim he inevitably puts on some relationship weight....

The Making of a Cow: Chapter 4

Over the next ten months Roger put on an alarming amount of weight. What began as a salacious DM snowballed far beyond what he could have imagined. The man behind the account was named Dovy, a grad student originally from Lithuania who lived in a small town near Roger. Dovy was studying kinesiology, which was ironic given his deep seeded desire to fatten another man beyond the point of mobility. Roger responded to Dovy’s DM not expecting anything more than a horny exchange between two men stro...

The Making of a Cow: Chapter 3

By the age of twenty five the gainer had come out of the pantry. Roger was living alone in a one bedroom apartment working full time as an accountant. His job paid well and only required that he go into the office once or twice a week which meant that Roger had the disposable income for large quantities of food and the time and space to transform into the cow he was destined to become. At this point in time Roger was no longer hiding from his desires, he was embracing them.It had been a long and...

The Making of a Cow: Chapter 2

After his viral video, Roger left the frat, quit the soccer team, moved into the dorms, and lost all the weight. It wasn’t difficult to slim down but it fucked with his head. He was in denial about his weight gain fetish and tried to memory hole the hazing that had happened to him as a freshman. He didn’t talk to anyone he used to hang out with that year, although sometimes he would see them in the campus gym. The teasing persisted for a year or so, but eventually dissipated. Roger was doing...

The Making of a Cow: Chapter 1

Roger felt sluggish, as though his body was made of concrete. It was four in the afternoon on a Saturday and he’d spent all day in bed, eating pizza, and edging. When he finally hoisted himself onto his feet he groaned. His belly sagged over the elastic band of his underwear. Thank god it was the off season. He would probably be kicked off the soccer team if the coach were to see what physical shape he was in.Roger had only been to the gym once or twice this week, and that was up from zero tim...

Up Next: 'The Making of a Cow'

Buckle up for a nasty prequel that I guarantee will leave you with a hard on. Four chapters in total. Chapter One coming Sunday. Synopsis:In Cow Tattoo, we meet Roger Durop, a “debilitatingly round” man with a cow tattoo on his bicep who orders enough food delivery in one sitting to feed an army. But how did Roger get to this point? His back story is a lurid one, from a frat guy gaining the freshman fifty, to a sports injury that justifies another hundred pounds, to an office job that allows...

My Best Friend's Brother

I would be lying if I said I had never fantasized about fucking Milo Carr before. The kid was an ideal piece of ass. I didn’t usually go for younger guys but Milo was an exception. I was best friends with his older brother, Dimitri, and first met Milo about five years ago when he was twenty. Dimitri and I became friends through an old job, eventually becoming gym buds who would grab a beer occasionally. Dimitri was straight and didn’t seem to care that I was bi. In fact, I think he was kind ...

Coming Tuesday: 'My Best Friend's Brother'

Synopsis: Not all twinks are built the same. Some, like Milo Carr, have an appetite and failed dreams of building muscle. Then they go off to grad school and begin stacking on weight like they’re preparing for hibernation. So what’s a self-respecting guy to do when his best friend’s little brother is a piggish (ex)twink like Milo Carr? Is he supposed to respect the boundary and maintain bro code? That wouldn’t be very fun, would it?

Seven Days of Gluttony: Day 7

Eli came to on the couch, his cock throbbing for relief. He looked directly into the eyes of a familiar face. It was Strath, a man he had met at the bath house months ago. Eli’s gaze moved from Strath’s face to the giant greasy bag of Taco Bell on the coffee table. His inner hog growled. Eli grabbed the bag of fast food and ripped it open.Piping hot greasy food tumbled across the table. He was ravenous. Eli ripped off the wrappers and shoved the fast food into his mouth. He shoved as much as...

Seven Days of Gluttony: Day 6

Eli stroked himself in bed. He was surrounded by food wrappers and empty cartons of Boost VHC. His skin and sheets were stained with food. His stomach was gurgling. He was in a haze from the past several days and all he could do was stroke. His belly swelled forward before him like a great mountain of fat, eclipsing almost the entire view of his cock. Just the tip of its head was visible over the crest of his belly. Looking down at himself he could feel his chin sink into a band of fresh pudge a...

Seven Days of Gluttony: Day 5

Eli licked the chocolate sauce off his fingers one by one. This was the best cake he had ever eaten. It was so delicious he consumed the whole thing in one sitting, despite already having an expansive breakfast packed away in his stomach. In fact, he wanted more. But Eli was too lazy to lift his overstuffed gut off the couch and disturb the feeder-chef toiling away in the kitchen. Besides, the delicious smells greeting his nose indicated that more food would be arriving soon.He leaned back on th...

Seven Days of Gluttony: Day 4

Eli was overwhelmingly horny. Rutger had done a number on him, forcing him full of food and then refusing orgasm all day. By evening his stomach was too uncomfortably packed for him to even consider jerking off. Instead, he had passed out on top of his bed and woke up today with a raging hard on and a need to feed.He relieved himself in the bathroom and then stormed his kitchen. He excavated a frozen quiche from the back of the freezer and popped that in the oven, then proceeded to blend up a ga...

Seven Days of Gluttony: Day 3

It was eight in the morning when a knock at the door stirred Eli from his sleep. He wiped the drool from his mouth and hoisted himself out of bed. Still in the nude, he grabbed a pair of boxers to cover up his morning wood and lumbered to the front door. Eli’s belly, still bloated from the night before, sloped in front of him. Cum and food was crusted in his chest hair. His eyes were half open, blinded by the sunlight, and his hair was a tousled mess. He smelled slightly musky. And there was n...

Seven Days of Gluttony: Day 2

Eli had eaten so much throughout the day that he should have been nervous about having capacity for the feeder stopping by later that evening. The key word is should. Eli didn’t think about such things, he only thought about growth. And sex. For him, those two were basically the same thing. He had a bottomless capacity for sexual pleasure which meant he had a bottomless pit of a stomach as well.When the feeder arrived, Eli was sitting on the couch wearing a worn out wife beater and gym shorts....

Seven Days of Gluttony: Day 1

How did we get here? Check out the prequel story 'Addicted.'One week off work, not going outside, absolute gluttony 24/7. Local feeders stop by. Bring me food and watch me feast. DM for address.Eli Bone blasted the message across all of his gainer-centric socials. Even as he typed out the words he had a large glass of mass gainer next to him and a hard on between his legs. He shut his laptop and chugged the shake while stroking himself. He belched, looked at his phone, and felt a sense o...

Tomorrow: 'Seven Days of Gluttony'

Synopsis:Eli Bone is a hedonistic pig with only two things on his mind: food and sex. With one week off work he decides to go all in. Locking himself inside, he posts an open call for local feeders to stuff him silly. What follows is seven days of absolute gluttony.