chapter 3

Alex awoke to various different smells. Sitting up he could see Davon cooking, dancing and humming to a song to himself whilst he did. Alex giggled taking several photos on his phones seeing Davon look so happy made him feel safe and warm.

"Nice moves, bet you're even good at square dancing" Davon looks over to where Alex is, a blush creeping onto his cheeks.

"hey! Bet I can a 5, 6, 7, 8-" Davon begins to step in a square.

"No need to demonstrate!" Alex cuts in laughing, Davon sticks his tongue out, before turning around and placing something on 2 plates.

"I made dinner, is spaghetti alright?I didn't know what you liked so I thought I'd play it safe" He says holding up the plates, smiling sheepishly.

"Spaghetti sounds awesome! Plus if your cooking is as good as your baking, then i'm sure this will be delicious!" Alex responds getting up, grunting slightly as his less stuffed stomach tries to hold him down.

The two boys sit and eat together at the small rooms breakfast bar, chatting about various things. Every so often Alex shifted his jeans, the more of the pasta he consumed the more restricting they became.

"Wow Davon that was delicious, you got any more?"

"I do, but I gotta save some for lunch tomorrow, but if you're still hungry I made a chocolate cake" Alex's eyes lit up at the sound of cake, though he was feeling rather stuffed, he knew he couldn't say no to a slice.

"That sounds wonderful!"

Davon took both of their plates and placed them by the sink, before opening the fridge and brining out a glorious looking chocolate cake.

The cake was decorated with thick icing pipped in neat swirls, in between the two layers was perfectly spread whipped cream. The whole thing was topped with chocolate chips, lightly melted.

"Davon this looks incredible, how did you get so good at decorating and baking?!" Alex exclaimed his mouth watering, his stuffed feeling long forgotten.

"My grandma taught me how to bake, she said the fastest way to a man's heart is by baking." He ran a hand through his dark hair, smiling happily. "You can cut the first slice if you'd like"

Alex was at Davon's side instantly, ignoring his distended belly's gurgles in protest of the sudden movement. Alex, with Davon's supervision, carefully cut a rather large slice for himself and sat back down. Alex hungrily dove into the slice, rich chocolate icing decorating his cake filled cheeks. Alex didn't notice the creak of his jean's button or the lowering of his zipper the more he ate. In mere minutes the slice was gone, the remains of the sweet treat being evident on his face.

"You ate that quickly, you wanna another slice?" Davon scanned over the well stuffed boy, his shirt had ridden up once again only this time his pudge hung heavily over the waste band of his blue jeans. The amount of food he had eaten was sure to create some permanent love handles. Davon once again bit his lip in resistance to massaging Alex's stuffed form, he so desperately wanted to pick the boy up and feel his bloated belly against his own flat one and to kiss him till he fell asleep.

Alex nodded eagerly, unsure of where his sudden want for more came from. Davon got another slice just as big as the first and gave it to Alex. Once again he tucked into the chocolatey goodness, moaning with almost every bite.

Alex's jean button was reaching its limit and with the final bite of cake the button pinged off, hitting the sofa arm before hitting the floor with a small 'clink'. Alex grunted as his stuffed gut tumbled out onto his lap, smiling as it gurgled, settling down from the evening of eating. Alex placed his hands on his swollen belly, massaging it gently, before realising what he was doing.

"Oh..erm" Alex's flushed red, his arms wrapping protectively around his waist, did he just enjoy being over stuffed?

"shh It's ok, don't worry" Davon rushed to Alex's side, taking his hand. "I shouldn't have given you so much, I'm sorry I didn't ask your limits."

"My limits?" Alex questioned confused. What did he mean by limits? His stuffing limits?

Davon panicked his own face heating up in embarrassment.

"Well...um..you...see.. .it's honestly kinda funny..." Davon stuttered desperate to explain his slip up.

"Davon just be honest with me, I won't judge you." Alex smiled, his hand now laced with Davon's.

"I'm a feeder, it sorta means I like to stuff people so that they gain weight" Davon looked down, not daring to meet Alex's gaze.

A deafening silence fell over the two, Davon's heart raced in anticipation of Alex's response.

"It's ok if you find it weird, I can move out find a new room to stay in so you don't have to live with me and my fetishes." Davon was close to tears, scared he'd be kicked out and scared he'd loose the boy he had grown rather fond of in the hours he had known him.

"Calm down Davon, it's ok I don't mind, the idea of been stuffed like this doesn't actually sound so bad" Alex lifts Davon's chin so their gaze would meet.

"You're not disgusted?"

"Absolutely not, why should I be allowed to judge something that is clearly apart of you and your personality." Alex pulled Davon into a hug, which was slightly awkward to say he was sat down and the fact that Davon was much taller than himself.

"It's just the last time I told someone about it, they reacted really badly and called me so many horrible things" Davon started to cry, his grasp on Alex's hand becoming slightly tighter.

"Well i'm not that someone. If i'm honest i've always found the idea of gaining weight quite interesting, I was always too scared to try it out, but now with you we can break that fear together" Alex pulled away from the hug, smiling at Davon, his embarrassed flush becoming one of affection.

"Now i'm probably a bit too full to walk, so would you help me out and maybe we could cuddle" Alex's heart raced, never in his life had a crush for someone developed so fast.

Without an answer, Davon scooped the boy up into his arms. Alex allowed his legs to wrap around Davon's waist.

That night Davon cuddled Alex, whilst gently rubbing the boy's stuffed belly till he fell asleep.