Chapter 17 - the proposal

Chapter 17

James rolled over and tentatively moved his face towards Jordan’s quivering rolls. Was it anticipation which was making Jordan's breathing so laboured? It was difficult to tell now due to the precipitous decline in his fitness, as evidenced by his constantly reddened face. James extended his tongue and cautiously began to lick some of the creamy sweetness from the soft lardy gut. Jordan giggled slightly at the tickling sensation as James began to move more confidently, more greedily. Soon he was slurping gulpfuls of milkshake from the fleshy plate as Jordan moaned with desire and continued to stuff his fat face. James' tongue explored every fold and crevice, from the wide moobs, deep side folds, blubbery overhang and slowly made progress up the huge mound of stomach. On reaching the deep belly button he threw all caution to the wind and sucked all of the liquid from the cavernous cavity.

This was more than either man could take, and they began to furiously rub one another's rock solid members. Jordan used his other hand to grip the newly formed love handle on James' side, as James thrust his fingers deep into Jordan's fat rolls. Panting in unison they pumped and moaned until in a very short time they exploded simultaneously. Streams of cum shot across Jordan, landing from his double chin downwards. The boys shuddered, and James drew three fingers through the mess of their combined ejaculate, milkshake and sweat. Looking Jordan right in his deep green eyes he took the gooey mess he had picked up and sucked it off his hands into his mouth. Leaning forwards they passionately, deeply, kissed using a lot of tongue. The salty flavour of their mixed warm jizz was shared between them as their mouths locked and tongues intertwined. Feeling one another's warm breath coming from their noses they kissed even more lovingly, before their tempo slowed to a gentle loving smooch.

James rolled off Jordan as they lay in the afterglow, the feelings between them sweet as honey. True to his word, Jordan ordered a family mega deal of pizzas on his phone. The two of them spent the rest of the evening feeding one another by hand, gently teasing and encouraging whilst using their well practised hands to help massage the food into their uncomfortably bloated stomachs.

Later, both having consumed more food than they ever had before they sat in a stupor from fat, sugar and carbs. Feeling so satisfied with their greed, James knew there would never be a moment more perfect than this.

Rolling from the sofa to the floor, he propped up his bloated body on one knee.

“ I'm sorry I don't have a ring, but Jordan, I love you to the moon and back. Would you do the honour of moving from being my obese feedee boyfriend, to becoming my morbidly obese husband?”

Jordan gasped, his fat freckled cheeks scrunching up with joy as tears sprang to his eyes. His pudgy hands flew to his mousey brown hair and his folds of neck fat jiggled as he exclaimed “yes! Yes! Baby I will be your husband! But on one condition” he added mischievously “only if you ensure I'm over 400 lbs before we tie the knot. I don't want to walk down the aisle, I intend to waddle.”