Chapter 6 - The Clothes Shop

Walking into work, James still savoured seeing Jordan at the main entrance. Of course, these days he knew which station Jordan was going to be security on before he arrived, but it was still a great start to his day to see his lover. It seemed the gluttony Jordan had experienced on his holiday was having a lasting effect, if anything he was eating more than ever.

Still secretly trying to capitalise the natural greed of Jordan, James had taken to preparing a large packed lunch which he dropped off to Jordan on his way into work. Since Jordan started at 6 but James didn't arrive until 8am, he was pleased to have the extra time in bed without making his food. Jordan wondered as he ate his lunch today if James had made a mistake, he had packed three chocolate bars. Well, even if he had, he was hungry and happy to eat them all up. He knew he had put on some weight recently, but it didn’t seem to bother James at all, and he was still not as large as he used to be when he was younger. It was of no matter, he mused to himself, he could easily start a diet soon and get trim.

This weekend was important to Jordan, he was introducing James to his parents. It was the first time he had been in an openly homosexual relationship so he was nervous, but he just knew that his parents would love the warmth and humour of James.

“Hey darling” Jordan cheerfully said “I was wondering if you’d be happy if we went clothes shopping tonight, I want to get something new to wear to my parents house tomorrow”.

James’ eyes widened slightly, he knew really that most of Jordans clothes didn’t fit comfortably anymore. The jeans and polo shirt he had worn on their first date had long been cast to the back of the wardrobe gathering dust. “Sure babe, why don’t we get some food out afterwards?”.

“It’s like you read my mind”.

They quietly flicked through shirts and trousers on the rails in the local Next. “Hey, remind me what size jeans you are?”

“Oh, I’m a 32”, maybe 30” if they are stretchy” Jordan replied. James gulped, doubtful that could be true. Perhaps James hadn’t realised? He seemed to wear joggers and shorts pretty much all of the time at the moment. “Well, here is a pair here which are really cute”

“Oh yeah they are! And I love this shirt too, let’s go and try them on”. They scurried to the fitting rooms, James still bemused as to how Jordan would fit into these 32” skinny jeans that were in his hands. He had put on a lot of weight since his holiday, there was no way…

Stripping off his top, James marvelled as normal at how the weight was beginning to distribute around Jordan's body. He had definitely grown even in the last week or two. Was that the beginning of a stretch mark on his love handle he could see? Jordan slid the jeans up his legs. As they reached his thighs they became very snug, and he had to jump slightly to pull them up over his widening ass. James’ large member stirred as his boyfriend’s small moobs and stomach jiggled as he puffed trying to get the jeans up.

“Oh these are a little snug, are you sure you picked up the 32”, James” Jordan exclaimed, taking a deep breath in and straining to make the button do up.

“Yep… absolutely. Look, you’ve been eating well gorgeous, maybe you have gone up a size, but hey, more for me to enjoy!” Jordan let out a deep sigh as he got the button fastened, only for there to be a loud ping as the button fired off and smashed into the mirror of the fitting room with an incredible force. James gasped and watched with astonishment as Jordan’s pudgy belly released itself and poured through the gap where the button on the brand new jeans had been.

“God, you know you are so fucking sexy, don’t you?” James mentioned breathlessly.

“Aha” Jordan chuckled, he had become less embarrassed about his weight gain since the James had fed him the chocolate. “Well, it is your fault, you are the one who has been making me those epic packed lunches!”

“I don’t see you complaining!” he retorted!

“Oh, I’m not. I just don’t want you to be less attracted to me…” Jordan replied wistfully.

“How could I not be?” James’ voice was barely above a whisper now, as he slipped in behind Jordan. He placed a tender hand on Jordan’s freckled upper arm, giving it a slight squeeze. Leaning his chin into Jordan’s shoulder, he continued “I know food makes you happy and all I want is for you to be happy”. He gently kissed Jordan’s neck, pressing his chest into his shoulder blades. He noticed in the mirror as Jordan closed his eyes and shuddered with desire. Slipping his other hand around his waist, James walked his fingers across Jordan’s expanding girth, sliding his middle finger into his belly button. By this point James was rock hard has he moved his hand from Jordan’s arm around and onto his now noticeable love handles. “God I love you baby, keep feeling me like this” Jordan moaned. James began grinding up against Jordans ass, which even with the button gone was straining tight against the jeans, beginning to jiggle Jordan’s plump stomach with vigour.

Clearly they were too loud, “OI!” they heard from behind the curtain as a member of staff in the shop ripped it back with fury. “Stop that mucking around right now, you are in a shop for fucks sake!” The two boys lept out of their skin, scarlet red with embarrassment and crashing back to reality.

Hurriedly they left the shop, mumbling apologies on the way. When outside they roared with laughter and fell about. Wiping tears from his eyes Jordan giggled “oh my god did you see her face?!, well, how about that dinner now then, I had worked up quite the appetite”.

“Wait, what about the new clothes you wanted, we could try another shop”.

“Nah, I can’t be bothered now I want to eat and get home, I need your hands back on my body again, never mind my parents they can deal with me wearing old clothes. Now, let’s eat”.

In a fog of horiness James admired as Jordan ate more than he had ever seen him eat before that night.