Chapter 4

Dan called down from upstairs, “ k Lex I’ve showered and shaved, what’s next?” Lex took the last bite of his snickers and headed upstairs. He didn’t really have a plan so he was about to tell his brother to run down to the dress barn and buy a moomoo or something, but when he saw Dan standing beardless and half naked in the room Lex’s jaw dropped to the floor. Dan had really ballooned since he got back from the hospital. His clean-shaven jaw and slicked back hair made him look as if a bee stung him in the head… several times… His normally sculpted face and narrow neck had seemed to merge into one, with a lot of extra chins in-between. “Woah Dan… Maybe we should have kept the beard,” Lex snidely commented. Dan turned back to his mirror and in a panicked and frustrated tone let out a big sigh. “What am I going to do!!” he said, “I can’t let Jen see me like this!” He grabbed a roll of fat and shook it. Lex was too busy to answer. He had found another half eaten candy bar in his pocket and like a moth to a flame he couldn’t help but cram it in his mouth. When he finally looked up at his frantic brother he could only stare at his monstrous backside. “I wonder how Dan could have let it get this far.” He thought, “I mean there is literally an outline of two flabby handles where his hips should be and a nice roll of fat piled on top of that.” Lex continued gawking as he stuffed the rest of the candy bar in his mouth. “What will mom and dad say when they get back from that cruise thing? Their star pupil, ‘The Iron Son’ as Dad said, unable to even tie a towel around his waste because of that bellowing stomach he growing…” And it really was true; since Dan got back from the hospital he had abandoned any trace of his former diet and with all the forbidden foods, chocolate, candy and pretty much carbs in general, flooding into the Leer household, a weakened Dan couldn’t resist (and neither could Lex for that matter).

Dan looked back to the mirror and realized that any trace of his former toned and tanned body was completely covered up. His Pec’s had grown and sagged a little from all the weight he had gained but still could pass as muscle since his frame was so large. His gut on the other hand was another story. There was no passing that off as a bloat or temporary swelling… it was just fat. His back had seemed to cover itself with extra padding, creating folds in his flab as he moved about. His love handles had probably grown the most, or come in second behind his outward bound belly, but it was hard to tell where one ended and the other began since they all seemed to fold into each other and form one giant tire of flab where Dan’s former 6 pack was. Lex couldn’t help but think back to Pete as he watched his brother pop off another button on his nicest button down shirt. Lex had managed to block the whole incident with Pete from his mind, but seeing Dan struggle to fit into his largest suit vest drew too strong a parallel between that and his daydream of Pete bursting threw his Prom tuxedo. Trying to ignore how horny he was getting Lex squawked at his brother, “20 pounds?! Looks to be a few more then that.”

“Alright,“ Dan said giving up on the form fitting clothing and grabbing for his basketball jersey, “I rounded down a little…”

“A lots more like it” Lex squealed, “ picked up 20 pounds in that ass of yours alone.”

“Well your no better,” Dan retorted, “Whens the last time you tried on some of your true religions? Just because your stupid sweatpants fit doesn’t mean you can get that ass of yours into your skinny jeans!”

“Oh that’s funny coming from the man who cant even fit into his extra large basketball shorts! I cant even reme ...” Lex was interrupted by his dogs barking at the doorbell. “Looks like your girlfriends here, good luck hiding that spare tire you got growing there.” Lex stormed off to his room as Dan finished throwing on his loosest fitting basketball jersey over a tight fitting undershirt in a frivolous attempt to conceal his weight gain.

“Who does he think he is calling me fat,” Lex mumbled to himself, “he’s twice the size I am and I’m going to work it off tomorrow!” Lex continued talking to himself as he grabbed a bag of sour patch kids off his desk and began snacking. “I can wear any of my clothes, skinny jeans included!” Intrigued by the challenge, Lex stripped down to his red boxer briefs and rifled around in his closet until he found his favorite pair of true religions. As he was slipping them on he began to notice a little more resistance then usual. He got his jeans up past his bloated legs and sweaty thighs, but he got stuck at his body’s newest development, his ass. IT WAS HUGE! Like he stuffed two small watermelons down his pants and was trying to contain them with jeans half the size they should be… it was an impossible task. “Its okay… “ He thought to himself, “skinny jeans are suppose to be tight…” Lex grunted as he tried desperately to close the 3 inch gap between his pants button and the hole, “just need to suck it in here and…” Lex couldn’t give up. He couldn’t except that he had lost his perfect body in only a matter of a few weeks. But what he was struggling with more was that after a couple minutes of squeezing and pulling Lex was raging hard. The more he pushed to close the gap between the button and hole the more sensation and pleasure he got, and one last unsuccessful tug at his jeans had Lex on his knees unable to resist jacking off.

Minutes later Lex was face-up on the floor, rubbing his stomach, and panting harder then he did when he finished his morning 5-mile runs. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME.” Lex gasped. He hadn’t been able to cum in weeks and now feeling up his soft belly flab got him to keel over in pleasure. He was almost pissed that it happened, that Pete and fat and food got him turned on. “It’s just a phase,” he told himself, “it’s just my body’s way of telling me to relax a little... And my parents said sugars addicting so… so I just need to cut myself off and get back to the gym tomorrow and everything will go back to normal.” He kept repeating this over and over again, but somewhere inside he didn’t believe it. His old football spirit that drove him to run, hike, and workout had seemingly decided to pull up a chair and watch Lex balloon outward. All he could think about was sugar, food, and Pete.