George Knopf
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Entitled: Chapter 4
🕑 Added 2025-06-29 15:00:08 +0000 UTCOne and a half years later
Valentino 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 party, and had given up completely on both clubbing and going to class. Instead, he laid at home on the couch eating and watching TV at all hours of the day. His dad paid for all the food and Quinn helped out with homework so he wouldn’t flunk. Today, however, Valentino had to attend in-person for a final exam.
“Can we take a breather?” Val collapsed backward onto a nearby wood bench. His soft excess adipose bounced into place atop the creaking wood as he caught his breath. “Let’s get McDonald’s on the way home?”
Quinn nodded. He nervously averted his eyes as some of Val’s old friends passed by in the distance. They pointed and gaped. Quinn looked nervously at Val, who was so exhausted he had missed them completely.
Back in the car, they headed to McDonald’s. Valentino’s orders were getting more elaborate by the week. It seemed like with every meal he was pushing the envelope further, to the point where sometimes Quinn doubted the man could truly eat everything he ordered. Yet, he always did.
“That’s all you’re getting?” Valentino looked annoyed after Quinn said his portion of the order: a big mac, six piece nugget, and a large coke. “I know you can eat more than that.”
“Fine.” Quinn turned back to the microphone, “Can I also do a large fry and Oreo McFlurry?”
Naturally, Quinn’s appetite had expanded alongside Valentino’s and he was struggling to keep his weight under control. He still hit the gym enough to maintain muscle mass and a degree of athleticism, but there was no keeping the fat off at this point. He was forced to replace his entire wardrobe over the summer and now his belly was on the verge of sticking out further than his pecs. He was trying to watch what he ate but it was hard, especially when Valentino was pointing out the obvious. Of course Quinn could eat more than a burger and six nuggets. He knew that. The problem was that he also wanted to eat more.
Valentino sucked down his large chocolate shake on the drive home. Per usual, he struggled to get out of Quinn’s low set sedan. He just had too much belly in the way plus he was already exhausted from the walk to the car. He needed help. Quinn got out and provided a helping hand. They ascended the stairs to the apartment slowly, both men feeling winded while carrying grease stained bags of fast food. A neighbor passed on their way down and looked at them with disgust.
Once inside, Valentino assumed his position on the couch. It was now routine for Quinn to serve his growing piglet at every meal because Valentino was simply too lazy. The couch itself was wearing thin where Val liked to sit. The cushion was deflated and the fabric threadbare. The coffee table in front was stained from food and drinks and hot plates. The wear and tear from Valentino’s perpetual gluttony was written over his environment just as it was his body.
Quinn spread the food out before them and noticed that a hole had opened up in the crotch of Val’s sweatpants. This was a new development, presumably from the chub rub ignited from going to class. Through the tear, Quinn could glimpse Valentino’s dick. He wasn’t wearing underwear and his fat cock hung heavy beneath his ripe fat pad. Desire stirred in Quinn. The roommates fucked occasionally, but kept it casual and never spoke of their feelings. Their gluttonous codependency and physical attraction remained obscure to them. They preferred not to confront the reality of their behavior.
Still, Quinn was exceptionally horny. He plowed through his burger but couldn’t get Valentino’s cock out of his mind. It was so girthy and pink and surrounded by thick blubbery flesh. He was getting a boner just thinking about it. Finally, he reached over and ripped the hole in the sweatpants open even further so he could fondle Val’s meat. Valentino didn’t react, but kept eating and watching TV while his pipe hardened into an erection.
He finished his burger and reached for another one. Quinn stepped in and grabbed it for him, holding the food to Val’s mouth as it dripped grease all over his sweatshirt. Val chomped down while Quinn continued jerking the chubby man off. He kept this up for fifteen more minutes. Feeding Valentino bite after bite while stimulating the man’s groin and sometimes nipples. Here and there Quinn would take a bite himself, and eventually he removed his own pants so he could stroke his own cock. Still, he kept the attention on Valentino.
When they ran out of McDonald’s, Quinn grabbed a gallon of milk and some chocolate cake from the fridge. He wanted desperately to keep filling Val up, to see how far he could go. He didn’t know why but the thought of it got him rock hard. So Quinn persisted. He had to stop stroking himself because he was on the verge of orgasm and Valentino was showing no signs of slowing.
Another fifteen minutes passed and the chocolate cake was gone. Both men were sweating, Quinn from desire, and Valentino from fullness. Quinn continued to feed his roommate chips, candy, and protein bars, anything he could get his hands on. Finally, once the gallon of milk was gone and Valentino’s breath had grown short and his eyes hooded, he grunted and shot his load across the coffee table. Come splattered over the empty plates and McDonald’s wrappers. Valentino belched and immediately fell asleep as Quinn finished himself off in a frantic explosion.
Slumped back on the couch, Quinn looked at the mess before him. McDonald’s wrappers, food containers, chocolate cake smudged everywhere, come splattered all around. What was happening to them?
Comments
Nick
Whew! 🥵 they are getting big with absolutely nothing holding them back
