Chapter 2

We had a wonderful afternoon just walking around the shops, having a laugh and apart from the odd person giving Donnie a double take, it was like spending time with any other friend.

We drove back to the café bar where we had met and parked up. ‘Thank you so much for a fun day, I have really enjoyed myself.’ Was he really saying this to me? ‘I had fun too, felt good to just be with someone on the same wavelength as me’ I started to feel myself blushing. ‘You make me laugh, you are just so nervous’ he grinned again. ‘Well, come on. How do you think I feel? I have admired you for years and now I am standing here chatting like we were friends. And a part of me doesn’t want to go back to my hotel room…Shit; I mean I don’t want to be alone there, crap, no! Shit, could I make this worse?’ Bury me now, dig a hole and bury me now!

He looked at me and burst out laughing. ‘You are so funny, why don’t you just ask me up to your room?’

‘Because you aren’t gay and what are we gonna do up there, sit on the bed and watch the television?’ ‘Oh, so you are gay? I would never have guessed, and there was me thinking that you kept checking out my arse to see who made my jeans?’ ‘Cheeky bugger!’ I replied. He put his arm around my neck and messed up my hair, laughing.

‘And whose to say I’m not gay?’ he winked.

Ever seen those cartoons where the wolfs jaw hits the ground when he sees the foxy lady? Well if I were a wolf, my jaw would be hitting side walk right now!!

We went back to my hotel room and once inside I could barely contain my excitement.

‘You have no idea how freaked out I am right now.’ I said.

Donnie just laughed and dived onto my bed.

‘Right, do you want to stand there and stare at me or do you want to jump on the bed and see what happens?’

He patted the bed with one hand and gave me a come here gesture with the other.

Needless to say I jumped on the bed and lay next to him. Lying inches away from him was staggering. I could smell him, there was a slight aroma of aftershave, he really smelt amazing.

He smiled and said ‘it’s been a while since I have been on the bed with another guy. I’ve missed it. You know, just having someone there to lie with and chat.’

‘I hope you don’t mind but I would love to see your tattoos up close and personal’ I said, maybe I was being a little forward.

‘Course’ he sat up and pulled off his vest. My heart was pounding. His chest was covered in dark thick hair, in-between his pecs the hair got denser. His pecs weren’t solid; they are quite large but had a layer of fat on them making them slightly soft. Looking down his torso I was pleased to see a little podgy belly. I smiled.

‘What you are smiling at?’ he asked. A look of panic darted across my face.

‘Sorry, I was just looking at your little belly’ had I just blown any chance I had?

‘Yeah, that’s called quitting smoking and enjoying life too much’ he placed his hands on his mound and gave it a little shake. ‘Ought to get rid of it really, not good for the image.’

‘Shame, I like it’ I gave him a wry smile ‘I remember reading in an interview once that you wouldn’t mind letting yourself go and becoming a fat has been.’

‘The thought had crossed my mind’ ‘Really?’ I replied, trying desperately not to get aroused.

‘Yeah, just to see what it’s like, I have battled with my weight since I was a teen and now I am in my 30’s I wouldn’t mind adding a few lbs and seeing how it feels. What do you think?’

What do I think? He is asking me, a man who has prayed that Donnie would let himself go and pork up.

‘I’ll show you what I think!’

I pushed him onto his back and placed my tongue onto his soft baby gut. He took a deep intake of breath as my tongue played on his belly, his hair getting matted with my saliva. My tongue danced around his navel and up to wards his meaty pecs.

I could hear his breath deepen and little grunts of pleasure kept hitting the air. Whilst my tongue found his nipples my hand was reaching down towards his jeans. There was a sizeable bulge that my hand traced the outline of.

Donnie’s breathing quickened as he became more and more aroused by my caresses.

I looked up at his face and grinned a sly grin. ‘Can you tell I like your added weight?’ I asked

‘Hell yeah,’ he replied and looked a little sheepish. ‘You are the first guy to ever play with my fat and I have to say I’m not hating it.’

‘Yeah, there’s a bulge down here that sort of tells me that!’ I gave his packet a little squeeze and he took a sharp breath in.

I pulled myself up so we were laying level in the bed again and whispered in his ear ‘What say we make you a bigger star?’

‘You mean?’

‘Yeah, let’s have a go at adding a few lbs onto this gorgeous body of yours and giving the tabloids something to write about.’

Donnie just smiled, leaned over and gave me a deep, long passionate kiss.