Chapter 2 - a taste of his love

[Content Warning: The rest of the six chapters will include SSBHM weight gain, queer sex, messy eating, drug use, romanticizing abusive relationships, immobility, and extreme obesity related health issues.]


It had been a few weeks since Dylan flirted with and groped Oliver as he was leaving. Oliver never brought it up, but the pair started to hang out with each other more. Their time apart dwindled until they started seeing each other daily, which became easier as Josh moved out to attend college several states over in the middle of August. Josh's absence made Dylan and Oliver's get togethers less suspicious.

Granted, if Josh had asked Oliver about why he is spending so much time with Dylan it wouldn't have mattered; they weren't dating or hooking up.

Oliver was a little discouraged that Dylan hadn't made many more moves on him. Poor Oliver was feeling unattractive and began to think maybe Dylan didn't want him because he was getting a little chubby. Guys don't make passes at fat asses.


Even if there was nothing romantic happening between them, Dylan insisted on inviting Oliver around most days. They would chat and smoke weed regularly. After each session came more and more food. More food meant that more fat accumulated on Oliver's waistline, but his gluttony could not be stopped.

Oliver's parents wanted to get him started living on his own and paid for an apartment downtown. The intent was for Oliver to have a trial run of more responsibility, but his apartment quickly replaced the bleachers; Oliver stopped running track altogether. Food and weed clouded his mind. Day after day Dylan would coax Oliver with weed and butter burgers. Oliver wasn't just getting fat; he was getting obese.

In about a month he had gained around 20 pounds. It was an alarming amount for only 30 days and almost seemed unrealistic. His belly was extended and soft rolls began to form, which pushed out whenever he sat down. He was short, making his belly even more noticable and the accumulated fat popped with red stretch marks. Oliver knew he had a weight problem, but being with Dylan it didn't matter. He knew he was getting bigger but he was in denial about just how big he was getting; Oliver became a solid 200 pounds.
Dylan knows it is time to make his move; he has Oliver right where he wants him. They sit down on the couch with a bag of the butter burgers that Oliver has become addicted to stuffing in his gut. Dylan pokes Oliver's rotund stomach.

"Hey! Stop! It's not that bad is it?"

"Dude, you've really blimped over the past month and a half."

Oliver shoves another burger into his mouth and mumbles "I can stop at any time!" He burps and adds "I'll just start going to the gym or something. Maybe I will start running again."

A smile curls on Dylan's face. "Don't" he says, "it looks good on you."

"W-what?"

"I like a guy with a big fat ass, or should I say who is just a big fat ass." The comment makes Oliver blush. His weight is slightly concerning, but could it be possible Dylan wants to be with him? Even with all this extra weight cushioning his body? What does a muscle stud like Dylan want with a fat cushion like him?

"Listen, I feel close to you after this past month. Our friendship has grown...kind of like your gut, actually. You're getting pretty cute. I also see the way you look at me and these biceps. I'm into you and I know you are into me. Let's just make this happen already."
Oliver nearly chokes on the burger. "W-what? Are you really into big guys or are you just saying that? Well, I mean I'm not that big, but hypothetically speaking."

"I don't know how to make it any more clear," Dylan says grabbing Oliver's belly. He runs his fingers over Oliver's belly fat in small circles. He growls "you know you like it. Just give in. Let me take care of you. C'mon tubby, enjoy yourself."

Oliver moans in response to Dylan's call; this feeling is new. Dylan is being direct about Oliver's bloated body; he feels slightly nauseous and his heart races. It is the feeling of both anxiety and raw sexuality rushing through his bloated body. He is really into Dylan and he might do anything in the heat of passion for his first crush despite the discomfort with his fatter body.

Dylan leans in and kisses Oliver with passion wanting his romantic intentions to be known; his love for a fatter Oliver is real. He knows all too often people of size are led on for the fun of it: guys are too ashamed to be seen with big men in public, or fatties are harassed for trying to find love and sex. Oliver blushes and lets it happen as his heart leaps Dylan pushes harder causing Oliver to moan as he starts kissing Dylan back. Their kiss breaks. "I've got a treat for you," slips Dylan's lips.

Dylan leaves the room for two whole minutes, but it feels like an eternity. Oliver's heart is leaping until Dylan comes back with a round 12 inch chocolate cake. "I don't want to pressure you into doing this, but, uh, I brought dessert and I was hoping you'd let me feed it to you. If you just give me a chance to try this together and you don't like it we never have to do it again" pleads Dylan.After a moment of silence, Oliver hesitantly accepts Dylan's offer. Who could refuse cake?

Oliver opens his mouth wide thinking that Dylan will use a fork. Instead, his mouth is met with Dylan's fist full of cake. Dylan shoves it in Oliver's mouth and he eats. Dylan goes for another fist full of cake and gets more forceful with putting it in Oliver's face. For Oliver this is dirty. This is wrong! This is exciting!

Crumbs fall from Oliver's mouth like an avalanche while Dylan keeps going and pushes his frosting laced fingers in Oliver's mouth; Oliver sucks Dylan's fingers. This repeats for a few more cycles until the cake is gone. Dylan takes the remains of the icing from the plate and traces the word "pig" in icing on Oliver's bloated belly.