chapter 6

On Monday neither of them mentioned it, and both felt it was for the best to move past it. "Did you want to grab something to eat after your practice tonight?" Cole asked, trying to bring some normalcy back into their relationship. They'd never eaten in the dining hall together before.

"I'd like that," Josh said. "But I'll warn you. After practice I'm an eating machine. We might be there a while." Cole couldn't believe how hard that had made him. He was all for Josh eating as much as he wanted. Cole thought about how his stomach poked out as he stood shirtless that day they played basketball. He had a light layer of black hair on his chest and a pretty pronounced happy trail. Cole thought about licking Joshua's stomach again, tasting his slightly salty skin.

"I figured you ate a lot," Cole said nervously.

"Jess hates it," Joshua admitted. "She says I won't look good if I get too big, but I don't know Cricket. I kind of like the look of being bigger."

"Yeah, it looks nice. You're pretty hot as is," Cricket began, his filter weakening slightly. "I bet you'd look great fifty pounds bigger, probably a hundred pounds bigger. You've got the height for it."

"Uh," Joshua said, slightly aroused at what Cole at said.

"I--I am so sorry. I don't know why I said that. I'm going to go sit over there." Cole stood up and grabbed his bag. Joshua grabbed his arm forcefully.

"Cricket, it's cool," he said. "Sit down." They still had a few more minutes before class began.

"I understand if you don't want to eat with me anymore," Cole said.

"I want to eat with you," Josh said. "Sounds like you like a guy who can eat, huh?"

"I--I guess," Cole responded.

"Then that works out fine by me. I'd like a dinner companion who doesn't complain about my calorie intake."

They both knew they were treading in dangerous territory, but for the moment they didn't care. That night Cole sat on a bench outside of the dining hall waiting for Joshua. It was nearly eight, and Josh said he would be there at seven-thirty. He pulled out his cell phone and debated if he should text Joshua or not.

"Chirp chirp," Josh said, walking to where Cole sat. "Sorry I'm late. Jess wanted to grab protein shakes at the rec juice bar." Cole saw that he was wearing that same pair of gray sweats from Saturday and one of his cut up t-shirts, this time in blue.

"Oh, it's okay. I'm just glad you didn't ditch me." Cole laughed nervously.

"I don't think I could ever do that," Josh said, moving towards the entrance. "You think you'd ever ditch me?" he asked.

"Never," Cole said nervously. He was feeling like things with Joshua were becoming more sexual in nature. The way he spoke was so dominant and it excited Cole to think about what would happen if he were to be truly dominated in other ways.

"That's what's up," Josh said, laughing coyly at Cole's response. They found a high table next to a window with seats for two. They sat and Cole realized how serious Josh was about wanting to eat unabashedly. They both started with breaded chicken sandwiches and fries, but that's where their eating habits diverged. Cole was full, only eating a cookie for dessert, but Josh went back for more entrees. He got a heaping plate of pasta and alfredo sauce, along with five grilled chicken breasts. After that devoured another breaded chicken sandwich and some fruit salad.

"Am I grossing you out?" he asked Cole, who sat transfixed by the show of masculinity and gluttony before him.

"Of course not," Cole responded. "But hell, you sure can eat."

"I'm almost done. Don't worry," Joshua said with a laugh. "I'm going to get dessert and then I'll call it a night." He stood, flexing his arms and chest in order to stretch. The fabric of his shirt clung to his stomach and as he turned to walk away Cole got a look into the slit on the side of Joshua's shirt. The larger man had a taught stomach, rounded out immensely from his meal. Cole couldn't believe Josh had room for dessert.

He approached the table with a large bowl of ice cream and a plate of chocolate chips cookies. "Is that a bowl for soup's and cereal?" Cole asked, grinning. The ice cream bowls were much smaller.

"I wanted a lot of ice cream and those bowls weren't cutting it," Josh said. "Besides, a growing boy has got to eat."

"So you're a growing boy?" Cole asked sarcastically.

"I've decided to embrace bulking season indefinitely." Cole laughed and Josh smiled at him as he spooned some ice cream into his mouth. The spoke about class, and what they wanted to do post-graduation. Josh was a marketing major and Cole was majoring in sociology, with a minor in women and gender studies. Before any time at all Josh had finished his dessert.

"That was something," Cole said.

"Let's go before I get hungry again," Josh replied, standing and stretching again. His shirt rode up a little and Cole took in his happy trail. Josh tugged at the hem of his shirt and laughed. "The only downside to getting bigger is how my clothes start fitting weird." Cole didn't think that was very much of a downside, at least not from his vantage point.

"I guess I should head back to my room," Cole said, looking at his watch, seeing that they had been in the dining hall for over an hour and a half.

"You could come back to my place and chill," Josh said, hand on his distended middle. "I'll drive you home and everything since it's so late."

"You sure?" Cole asked, unsure of what could happen. All he could think about was taking Josh's thick dick in his mouth. Maybe he'd even get to rub up on his belly. Kissing his ice cream scented breath was also on his wish list.

"Yeah man. Let's get out of here." With that Cole followed behind Josh to his car, watching his beefy ass shift back and forth in his sweats.