chapter 2

Ben was 26, 5'10, and carried 200lbs of muscle and fat on his beefy but fit and strong frame. He'd met Jamie on beefyfrat a few years ago and their pairing was a big success. They'd been boyfriends for over 4 years now, and living together for nearly two.

Coming back from a couple of days away with work, Ben opened the front door and walked in. Straight away he could hear the loud laboured breaths of his fat boy sleeping--that unmistakable sound of an obese pig with sleep apnoea. 'Must get that boy some oxygen or something' he thought to himself as he followed the sound, making his way to the bedroom.

As he went in, he saw the rolls and folds of Jamie's blubber spilling out over the bed, battling for space with the enormous amount of packets, bags and boxes from the weekend's binging. He smiled to himself, and fiddled with the growing bulge in his pants as he made his way to the kitchen. Clearly a full English breakfast was going to be the ideal way to wake and greet his boyfriend - not least because it'll push that trashed young body of his that little bit further. Just cooking the dish was getting Ben horny, as he fried packs of bacon, sausages, eggs, hash browns, slices of bread, tomatoes, and black pudding in lard; assembling it on plates with
buttered toast and bowls of baked beans.

The smell of all that greasy fried goodness was enough to awake Jamie. Ben noticed the sound of snoring had stopped, so he nipped back into the bedroom to give Jamie a kiss and to say hello and that breakfast was on it's way. He helped Jamie shift his enormous bulk to sit up in bed, gave him another kiss and went back to the kitchen to fetch the plates of food.

As Ben piled up the plates and bowls of greasy junk around him, Jamie started diving in and cramming his fat face with it. He could almost feel his heart straining from all the lard. Meanwhile, Ben stripped off, got onto the floor by the bed and started doing his exercises.
During his sit-ups and push-ups, he asked how Jamie had been; yet it was Jamie, replying
between mouthfuls that was out of breath and sweating, gasping mid-sentence. He decided not to mention his scare earlier that morning in the bathroom. Even though he knew Ben would be
understanding, he was still ashamed of himself and upset by it.