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| *I do not own this story* I was jarred awake by the annoying sounds of the Bangles "manic monday" blaring through my alarm clock. I looked up from my sleepy daze and saw that it was 10 am. Shit I thought... I'm supposed to meet Jimbo in a half hour up on 15th ave. While the cheesy lines of the early 80's hit bounced around in my head, I hopped in the shower and thought about how jimbo and i had met. It was only two weeks ago, but i felt like i've known him for years. I answered his personal ad on beefyfrat and it became apparent that we were a match made in heaven. Jimbo was a security guard at a lumberyard here in town for the summer and he was one of the few guys who didn't laugh when i told him i was a mailman. yes, a mailman. He was a genuinely nice guy. We were both in our late 20's, both 5'9", but whereas i was a solid 175, Jimbo was a fairly large fella. He weighed in at over 260 pounds and judging by his faceless picture he carried it mostly in his ample middle. He told me he was a dark featured German fella. Brown hair, dark brown eyes....He had a strong stocky exlineman frame and a furry belly that looked like it had enjoyed more than it's share of keg parties, abundant meals, and late nite snacks over the years. From what he told me.. Jimbo could eat. And not only did he enjoy eating all types of food, but (lucky for me) he enjoyed the feeling of really overdoing it and really packing away the grub till his gut was achingly rounded and full. He was a true gainer and wanted someone to really expand his horizons ... really make him into the FAT guy that he wanted to be. He talked about fantasies of being force fed till he was ready to pop. Scenarios of a feeder really taking control of him and just mercilessly stuffing him to immobility were what jimbo really got off on. And ... lucky for him... i knew that I was just the guy who could take him where he wanted to go. But, i warned him, be careful what you wish for buddy because this is not a joke to me. I've met too many guys who want this as a "fantasy", but once it starts to become "real" they pussy out and go MIA. I told him that if what he wanted was to get HUGE ... then I will be the guy that makes him bigger than he ever imagined.. no ifs ands or buts about it. He brushed it off and assured me that this was for real and that there was no way he was gonna pussy out on me. So, both being on the same page, we arranged to meet up for the first time and give this fantasy a real kick in the pants. I told him there was no better place than the boardwalk for all kindsa deliciously fattening food. We're talking Pizza stands, Italian joints, ice cream stands, cheese fries, cotton candy, funnel cakes all one after the other... it's like an endless carnival of food that lasts all summer long.. and would be the perfect place to get down to business. He agreed and it was all set. I got up to the 15th ave boards a little after 10:30 and parked myself on the nearest bench. The boards were just started to hum with the summer crowds getting ready for a beautiful day at the beach. The storeowners were beginning to lift their awnings and open up for the day ..... Young couples floated by hand in hand... Well rounded dad's leading their chubby clan to claim their spots on the Jersey beaches. People just milling about as they tend to do up here. I turned my head to take in the scene on the other end of the boards and i saw what could only be Jimbo. A dark, ridiculously handsome bear of a man strolled nervously up to my direction. He was UNBELEIVABLE! I quickly picked my jaw up off the ground and stood up to get his attention. I couldn't beleive my luck. This guy was off the hook. His photo's really didn't do him justice. A thick mop of brown hair danced over his forehead in the breeze and framed his deep brown eyes beatifully. A neat yet thick gotee trimmed his slightly chubby face and just accentuated his soft yet masculine jaw perfectly. His frame was truly thick and you could tell he endured many years of football practice on the line back in his schooldaze, but what really stood out was his belly. We're talking a perfect sphere of manbelly. It was dreamy.. a perfectly round doughy, yet firm dome that lightly bounced up and down and from side to side as he strolled closer. The kind of belly that already looked inflated without having a morsel of grub inside. The kind of belly that you just knew was going to look ridiculous when it was packed full. It was truly an encouragers dream. And to top it off, he was wearing a slightly snug "naked co-ed" teeshirt and brown khaki shorts that both just hugged and framed his belly like a glove. He was massive and he was all mine for the day. I reached out to shake his hand and flashed him my best smile. "hey buddy, I'm doug.. great to finally meet you Jimbo". He meekly shook my hand back and i could tell something wasn't quite right. His nervous smile and his fidgeting let me in on what i KNEW was about to happen. After he endured my greeting he just let it out. "umm.. yeah.. listen man. You look great.. honestly..you really do, but i'm not so sure i'm ready for this". FUCKKKKKKK. NOOOOOOOO. I tried to ease his nerves and calm him down and assure him that its all cool .. there is nothing to be worried or nervous about, but it was all to no avail. Jimbo had made up his mind. He was just another fuckin fantasy gainer. God, i was pissed. I dissappointedly listened to him moan about how it's different when you meet someone in real life and blah blah blah blah blah. I cut him off and lashed out at him "look man. I get you. I know who you are, you're just like hundreds of other fantasy gainers out there. Save the rhetoric and let's move on okay." He truly looked sorry, but i wasn't having it.. i was SO FUCKING SICK of these guys wasting my time... not to mention a guy as ridiculously handsome as this loser. I was fuming and my blood was starting to boil. I couldn't believe this fucking jerk. I had specifically warned him not to do this and here he is shitting all over me. Fuck him.. I was FUMING ANGRY .. SO FUCKING PISSED ..and then.....something in my head just snapped. I came back to my senses and looked him up and down as he was still trying to mend fences and keep things kosher. I slowly flashed him a small yet wicked grin that took him off guard a bit. He looked a little uneasy at my change in attitude. I flatly said "it's cool jimbo.. man.. trust me.. i understand what its' like for you and i'm cool with it" all the while smiling my wicked emotionless grin. His uneasiness escalated and he thanked me quickly and turned tail fast and off he went. Under my breath i whispered "but be careful what you wish for". I was out of my head. This guy was too perfect to let off that easy. He was not gonna do this to me... not this one.. not this time. I watched as he hightailed it up the boards and i began to slowly follow him. I lagged back far enough that i blended in with the crowd everytime he turned back to see if i had gone. But i tailed him for sure. This guy WAS gonna get what he deserved. He wanted to be force fed till he was ready to pop... well he was gonna get fed within inches of his life. His gut is gonna blow up like he never dreamed possible. I had had enough of these pussy ass fantasy gainers.. this was one fantasy gainer who was about to get a HUGE dose of reality. I tailed him all the way down the boardwalk as i tried to hatch a plan. My mind was racing with excitement and nerves as i was bobbing and weaving all the slow ass boardwalkers. I kept trying to wrap my head around all the devious thoughts racing through my mind. I saw him hop off the boards and head for his green jeep. I ran as fast as i could back to 15th ave and headed for my car. "green jeep.. green jeep.. green jeep" I kept saying as my legs raced me to my car. I hopped in and floored it up the main strip. I knew i was speeding, but i was out of my mind and i could have cared less. "Green Jeep.. Green Jeep". 4 traffic lights up and i spotted him turning down the boulevard. I let out a nervous breath and knew this was really gonna happen. Shit, I thought.. I'm about to bound up this motherfucker and stuff him like a pig. HOLY SHIT. I knew it was crazy, but i also knew it was going to happen. I followed jimbo all the way off the island and trailed him to his house a few miles away. It was an awkward old broken down summer rental that had seen better days and Jimbo's jeep was the only car in the driveway. i watched from two streets back as he hoisted his hefty bulk out of the jeep and up the dilapidated steps of his summer home. His gut gave that same sexy bounce and this time i got a great view of his thick meaty ass. simply beatiful... Like two overripe melons dancing in his shorts. He slowly searched for the right key and with a quick jingle and push.. in he went. I turned my car off and thought about my next move.. I had calmed down slightly but i was electric with sexual energy. I was exhilirated and i was turned on like i've never been before. I didn't care what happened, this guy was GONNA EAT like the gainer pig he knows he is. I sat there trying to calm down as i hatched my plan. Jimbo was alone now but how long would that last. I tried to think back to our conversations online. Roomates. Does he have roomates.. YES.. yes... he has one roomate who worked weekends up on the boardwalk. YEESSSS. Now i remembered. His roomate Brian worked one of the game stands on the boards... that stupid wheel of fortune stand where you win the giant furry piece of crap stuffed animals. YESSSS It was all getting clearer now. Brian worked the boards and he would be up there till the boardwalk closed... which was.. OH YESSS... 3 am. My heart started beating faster again. I started my car up and drove inconspicuously past the house.. i glanced over at it and caught a view through the window of a shirtless jimbo stripping off his pants and plopping on the couch. Man oh man.. My dick sprang to attention and i drove onward. This boy was probably planning a lazy saturday afternoon on the couch.. but if he only knew what events were about to transpire. I rushed home and picked up my hand cuffs from my bedpost. Yes, i had two pairs of cuffs.. and NO.. i've never actually used them. It's half a joke for my lovers and half a turn on for me, but no one has ever been into it ... before. i also threw a few of my sturdiest leather belts in the car as well as the old beerbong i used to party with back in college. I hit the road again and stopped off at the supermarket. i got two shopping carts and started flying up and down the aisles putting all kinds of food into the carts.. you name it and it hit the carts... i was like a madman on a timed shopping spree... cakes, pies, cookies, chips, pizza, burgers, canned goods, all different kinds of prepared foods.. and snack foods... and desserts .. and drinks. As i checked out, the lady ringing me up gave me a nervous once over and i was out of there. I filled my trunk with all the delights and hit the road again. Next was a quick trip to the liquor store for a case of guiness. Jimbo looked like he was a beerdrinker and i'd make sure he got his fill. That fat fuck. I was still fuming about him standing me up earlier.. the more i thought about it, the more i knew this guy was GONNA PAY! I whizzed down the highway and turned off in Jimbo's development. This was it. I pulled up a street away from his house and turned the car off. My body was electric with nerves.. I couldn't beleive what i was about to do, but i couldnt' stop now if i wanted. This was gonna be my biggest and best feeding and i didn't care if it was my last. This guy was the perfect gainer and his time had come to experience what i knew deep down he wanted. I threw my USMAIL uniform on and headed for the door. i had no idea what i was gonna do, but i was out of my head with lust. I walked up to the front door and before i rang the doorbell i saw Jimbo through the front window. He was sound asleep and snoring on the couch with the TV blaring. Scattered on the floor around him were about 8 beercans and an empty pizza box as well as a few empty bags of chips and dips. I couldn't beleive my luck. This guy was snoring like a bear in january and didn't look like he was gonna be startled awake by anything less than an earthquake. I curled a wicked little smile as i watched his substantial furry gut rising and falling with each heavy long snore. he had obiously had a heavy lunch and his gut was nicely puffed out. It was beautiful site and it was about to be all mine. I headed back to my car and pulled up into his driveway. I slipped out of my uniform and put my civilian clothes back on.. threw the cuffs in my pockets and headed back up to the door. Jimbo was still snoring away on the couch.. tv as loud as could be. I reached for the doorknob and hoped for the best, all the while thinking there was no way a guy this big and strong was gonna be locking the front door on a saturday afternoon. My guess couldn't have been more bang on. I slowly turned the knob and quietly eased the door open but got in as quickly as possible so as to not look to suspicious to any neighbors. I closed the door behind me like a thief and immediately was hit by the smell of fat hairy overfed jock. All the windows were sealed shut and jimbo forgot to put the AC on before his beer/pizza binge. He'd been sleeping and sweating for a good hour and the room was rich with his aroma. There's no smell quite as musky and sexy and my dick went rock hard. Jimbo was a vision before me. Snoring away .. crumbs all over his hairy chest and belly. Naked except for a supersnug pair of tightywhiteys and looking like the pin-up bear of all my wildest fantasies. I quietly snuck closer to him and reached up to close the shades. The room went from bright sunshine to dusk in seconds. My heart sank and my mind raced as I heard jimbo stir, his snoring stopped abruptly and he snorted a few times, I was sure it was all over, I didn't move or make a sound and thankfully he only shifted his considerable bulk to a different position and begin the snoring again. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the first pair of cuffs. I leaned in close to jumbo and easily got the first cuff around his left wrist. It barely made the first click around his thick meaty hands. This time he didn't stir and i knew i was home free. I threaded the cuffs through the arm of the couch and then administered the other cuff the his right wrist... easy peasy. With the TV volume on full blast Jimbo kept right on snoring and i kept right on buzzing with excitement. I was so HORNY i couldn't take it as i snuck down to his feet. I took the second pair of cuffs from my pocket and sized up his ankles. I couldn't believe a guy who had hamhocks like his could have such tiny ankles.. the cuff slipped perfectly around his left foot... threaded through the arm of the couch and clicked around the right ankle. It was done. He WAS MINE!!!! He was now cuffed to the huge couch, belly up, and ready to pay for his earlier mistake. I slipped out the front door and quietly brought all my supplies in.. groceries.. beer.. groceries.. groceries.. and more groceries... Jimbo was out cold and i was ready. My heart skipped a beat as i walked over to the door.. locked it tight and made sure there was no open windows/doors anywhere in the house. I walked back into the living room and put my hand on the lightswitch. i turned the tv up even louder and got ready. This was it... my heart beat out of my chest and i flipped the lights on and yelled "HEYYYYY FATTBBOOOOYYYY" at the top of my lungs. He woke with a flash and immediately struggled with his cuffs. He was dazed, but wide eyed and snorted himself to consciousness. "wha.. who.. what's .. who are you?.. why am i .. .what the fuck is". He was confused and obviously still feeling those 8 beers he pounded earlier. I abruptly cut him off. I said wickedly "come on now jimbo.. surely you can't have forgotten me that easily... not after the two weeks of chatting we shared and that amazingly warm meeting we had today???!!!" I said even more loudly, "I think you know who I AM DON"T YOU FATSO???" He started to wake up and struggle a bit more as he suddenly realized who i was. "Holy shit.. Doug???!!!.. Wha .. what are you doing here??!! How'd you know where i lived.. how'd you get in here". It was starting to dawn on Jimbo that he wasn't able to get up and the more he struggled with his cuffs and the more his body jiggled with the tension... the more evil a grin i began to flash. "Doug.. this isn't funny.. what the fuck are you doing???!!!" he trembled. I could smell the fear oozing out of his fat hairy pores and it turned me on even more. "I followed you home FATBOY... did you think i was relaly gonna let you off that easy?? huh?? I warned you blubberboy... i told you not to fuck with me and pussy out". Jimbo cried back "doug.. i'm sorry man.. can't we talk about this... i didn't mean to piss you off" Jimbo's lip started to quiver with fear. He was a big strong ox of a man, but he had a very meak demeanor. It was obvious that i was the dominant one and he knew it. "I think we've done all the chatting we need to do.. dont' you tubby?" I walked closer to him and began to pat and poke at his jiggly round perfect belly. "Now.. if i remember correctly when we chatted online.. Your exact words were.. and i quote..." I cleared my throat and started poking harder. "'I have fantasies of being force fed till I'm ready to pop. I get off on scenarios of a feeder really taking control of me and just mercilessly stuffing me to immobility.' Does that sound at all familiar my very fat little friend, huh?" I began laughing hysterically and my stare became more insane as the tension grew. Jimbo was stunned.. he looked like he wanted to cry.. he started pleading with me ... "Doug, please.. that was just talk.. it's not real.. it's just a fantasy.. please.. let's just think about this .. PLEASE!!!... he was like a scared little boy and i was like his angry father. "too late jimbo.. you had your chance.. and that time is over... in fact" i looked at my watch.. "i think it's time for dinner". I laughed even harder this time. Jimbo started to breathe heavily and quickly as I got up and walked over to the table. "no doug.. please... no .. dont' do this.. please... no" . The fat hairy jock smell got stronger as he struggled. i grabbed three bags of groceries and rushed back over to jimbo. He squirmed and protested as i eyed his body up and down and grabbed the first of the feast... the 3 containers of ziti that i bought. I grabbed the spoon and smacked his gut with it and scolded him "now, now, my boy... it's useless to resist. Tonight is a celbration and you my fat friend are the only guest of honor. hahahaha All of this is for you" as I motioned to the 13 bags of groceries behind me. He looked past me and gulped deeply. "that's right FATSO... it's all going in here one way or another" I shook his huge belly and sneered at him. He was in total shock and was still half dazed from being sound asleep 2 minutes earlier... Without another second to waste I began shoveling the ziti into his mouth. He began to protest and tried to spit it out at first. "mmmfmm nomMMfmf I won'tmmfff" .. but once he felt my hand on his neck he wised up. Scoop after scoop after scoop went into his waiting mouth.. i barely gave him time to breathe, nevermind chew.. the ziti was soft and slid down his throat quite quickly. After the second container went in he began to protest again... I heard him say "please doug.. please" I leaned in close to his face and breathed his sweet smell in deeply. As I exhaled i smiled my evil grin kissed his sweet lips and said "don't you mean thank you, fatboy?" I could feel Jimbo's hopes all go down the drain and he knew this was for real... I started in on the third container of ziti... then i moved onto the burgers.. then to the hotdogs .. then to the fried chicken..then to the meatloaf.. then .. to the quarts of potato salad. Jimbo was like a helpless baby bird being stuffed by his mama. He stopped protesting and could do nothing but chew and swallow chew and swallow.. he was all mine and he knew it. with each bite i could feel his belly begin to swell.. it was like using a bicycle pump.. each spoonful was one more pump and his belly was notching up bigger and bigger. Cherry pies.... Custards .. Pound cakes... pizzas.. cookies.. half and half.. I was merciless and he was helpless. The whole while I was muttering half crazy under my breath "oh yeah.. that's a good fatboy.. yeah.. you like that huh? big belly getting inflated nice and big... you know you want it JIMBO.. or should i call you JUMBO.. you know it feels good." Jimbo's eyes were full of fear and all he could do was swallow. He decimated the first 7 bags of groceries and begand to slow down on the 8th. I was spooning in half melted cookie dough icecream when i heard him start to pipe up again.. "mmffphh... doug Mmffph.. please.. I'm mmppsh.. so stuffed.. i'm gonna pop mmffph." I snapped out of my insane daze and realized how long i had been stuffing him. I surveyed the damage around me. Jimbo was covered in sloppy food. His face looked like a big overfed messy baby. He had all kindsa chocolate and pasta sauce and ketchup all over his face and chest. I looked down even further and his gut was IMMENSE. He was at least 50 percent bigger in the belly than when i first pounced on him. He was breathing quick shallow breaths and he was obviously feeling tight in the gut. I put my hand on top of his inflated beach ball. "well well... looks like somebody has been really putting it away huh jumbo?" Jimbo began sweating and breathing faster. He looked almost drugged from the immmense amount of food that now occupied his fat gut. He started to talk and sounded like he just ran 5 miles "please doug ... pleas.. ugh.. whew... I'm so full.. this is insane... please.. i'm gonnna pop". I put my face right in front of his and said "But You're no where NEEEEAARR full yet. I'll be the judge of when you're going to pop and i'll make sure that i get you RIGHT UP TO THE LIMIT" I said sternly "I"m SICK AND TIRED of you fantasy gainers just leading guys like me on!!! You said this is what you wanted and i'm here to make sure you get it!!!" Jimbo's eyes started to widen as i ripped into the next back of groceries. "AHA" I said pulling out 4 boxes of entenmann's popems. "looks like we'll see if we can Pop'him" I laughed hysterically and started feeding him the little doughballs like he was some enormous bloated gainer pacman... they went in fast and hard, one after another. Just then the I noticed that the tv was playing looney tunes cartoons at full volume and was making the perfect soundtrack to jimbo's gorging as it played all those infamously maniacal little tunes. More cookies.. more pasta.. more chips.. Jimbo was immense and growing rapidly.. his belly was standing straight up in the air and was tight as an overgrown ripe watermellon in august. i started thumping his gut as i continued his well deserved gorging. I reached into the bottom of the 13th bag of groceries and pulled out 4 jumbo bottles of syrup. Amazed at what i was finding in these bags i popped the cap on the first bottle. Jimbo was half conscious... his gut was obscenely stuffed and round and he stopped trying to struggle hours ago. He half snapped out of his daze when he realized the gorging had stopped. He was breathing faster than ever in short quick bursts.. he slowly piped up, "dg .... brhh.. i... oof.. ugh.. i.. wheez.. i". I cut him off... "what's the matter .. does the baby need his ba ba??" I plugged his mouth with the first of the syrup bottles.. his eyes shot open and he didn't even have time to swallow.. i squeezed as hard as i could and the bottle simply emptied into his gut. Jimbo's feet began to squirm as i continued the stream with the second bottle.... his belly was visibly pumping bigger.... Then came the the third bottle.. his gut was expanding even wider ....and finally the fourth. His belly notched up even higher and for a second i could swear it looked almost shiny. HE >>> WAS>>>> HUGE!!! I threw the bottles on the floor and stood up to really assess my prized hog. He looked up at me dazed and confused. I stepped back and remembered the jimbo who snored on the couch when i first snuck in 5 hours ago. That jimbo was gone and had been replaced by JUMBO.. the elephant sized gainer pig. He was my finest creation. His whole body looked fatter and pumped up, but his belly was absolutely ridiculous. he was like a blimp in the macy's day parade. Absolutely enormous and obscenely round and tight. It looked like some freak experiment where someone had implanted an oversized beachball into his belly and pumped it up to the absolute max... he was sweating like a marathon runner and breathing like a champ and i knew it was time to give him a rest. I stripped down to my underwear and called his name "hey JUMBO" i said. He slowly turned his head and focused his slow gaze on me. I flexed my muscles for him and he turned his gaze back to where he was lookin, unfazed by my display. I moved in closer and tried to eek out a space on the couch next to the giant mountain of flesh i had created. I rested my arm on his gut and felt the immense heat coming off of it. I nestled up close to his body and took in his aroma. he smelled of fattened up jock beef. A gaint jock blimp and i breathed him in hard. I could feel his sticky sweaty body as i kissed his neck and mouth. He just lay there like a comatosed overstuffed tick. i rubbed his belly in slow sensual circles and played with his gut hair as i released my rock hard cock from my briefs. I started to rub my throbbing dick all over jimbo's belly as he lay helpless. I kissed him deeply and passionately and jerked off to my climax. I loved everyinch of this gainermasterpiece and i coudln't beleive how FAT I had made him. I felt so comfortable and warm and safe next to him. I continued nibbling on his ear and rubbing his gut balloon as i slowly fell asleep in his softening belly and handles. He was all mine. I woke with a fright as i realized i had been sleeping and i didn't know how long. I stumbled into the kitchen and looked at the clock. 1 am. Holy shit. I thanked my lucky stars i didn't sleep any longer and i looked around. There were still 2 cases of guiness left. I looked at the beer.. then looked at my sleeping HOG. He was breathing much slower than before and much deeper. His belly was still obscenely round but it lost its tight shiny look. he was sound asleep and it was time for the last chapter of his gainer fantasy. I assesed all the scattered containers and wrappers that once held the contents of JUMBO's belly. Even I was amazed at the amount of grub this tub of blubber consumed. He was truly my masterpiece.. but there was one last thing. I started to chuckle under my breath as i picked up my old college beerbong... my chuckle turned in a laugh as i started pouring guiness after guiness into this 6 shooter bong. My laugh turned into hysterics as the last drop of the 6th guiness topped off the bong. I turned to my sweet sleeping JUMBO and grinned. without even bothering to wake him up i plunked the bong into his mouth and raised the funnel up in the air as quickly as i could. Jimbo woke like a shot.. his cheeks puffed out and beer dribbled down the sides of his fattened cheeks. GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG.. jimbo didnt' even knwo what hit him. before he could think twice the bong was empty and i was refilling it. Jumbo's belly started to get that shiny look to it again as i tipped the bong back up in the air... .glug glug glug glug.... jimbo's belly puffed up even bigger with each guzzle. He wanted to protest, but before he could get a breath out his mouth was plugged up with the bong again... another 6 beers went into the funnel. GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG... jumbo's eyes started to water from the pressure in his gut. His belly was starting to really look scary. As shiny as a balloon at a child's party and looking just as vulnerable to bursting. I knew i was getting into dangerous territory here, but i was a madman.. i was dazed and determined to fill my bellyboy to the absolute max. GLug glug glug glug glug glug.. the bong raised high again and another 6 went into his gut. The pressure was ridicuoous and jimbo was absolutely helpless to it. his arms went limp at his sides and all he could do was let his gut soar high up in the air.. movement was impossible as was even simply talking. He was a helpless belly.. just one enormous overblown gargantuan belly.. with a body attatched. I knew i shouldn't, but i had to... i took the last 6 beers of the case and i poured them into the funnel. Jumbo looked me right in the eyes with a vacant, helpless stare and i met his gaze with mine. I smiled my wicked evil smile and whispered... "careful ... what.. you .. wish .. for" as i quickly raised the funnel into the air. Neither of us broke our gaze. GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG... the bong was empty. I pulled the hose from Jimbo's mouth and was careful not to nudge his belly or even shake the couch. Jumbo just lay there.. competely engorged and compelety finished. His breathing was short and quick and very rythmic.. like he was concentrating on it. I stepped back off the couch and looked at my prize winning gainerhog. He was my absolute masterpiece. I took out my camera phone and started snapping shots from all angles. His belly was something you only dream about.. HUGE ROCK HARD PERFECT SPHERE OF IMMENSE SIZE. it looked 5 times too big for his already huge body. I started snapping more shots. I HAD to have proof of this. Jumbo was oblivious as the beer started to settle into his belly. I walked up to him and started to unlock the cuffs on his hands.. his arms fell to the floor at his sides... then i walked over to his feet and unlocked his ankles. His legs immediately spread wide and i knew there was no way he was goin anywhere. The couch literally dipped in the middle now as it tried to hold up the immense bulk of this overfed exlineman. He was a zeppelin of a man. I surveyed the room and began cleaning up the mess around me. It was already 2:15 and i knew his roomate Brian was only 45 minutes away. I straightened up the house and made sure to take all evidence with me. i walked up to Jimbo and gave his belly one last light jiggle... i could hear the contents of it slosh around and i flashed him my wicked smile again. I looked down and noticed his cock was rock hard through his tightywhiteys. I was taken off guard and i looked up into his eyes again. He noticed me staring at his cock and his lips slowly curled up at the ends in a stupid shiteating little grin. He slowly put one hand on each side of his gargantuan ballbelly and gave it a gentle slosh back and forth. I heard him slowly eek out the words "I'll.. ugh.. oof.. (wheez).. call.. ugh.. you .. tomorrow.. ugh" I leaned in to kiss him as deeply as i could and gave his gut one last rub as i leapt out into the night. | |
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