Chapter 1

The young man, Max, just couldn't help it, ever since he was a young boy, eating was intrinsically erotic to him. He loved the sensations and flavors of food, and could never control his hungers. As he grew older, food was his pornography, and he liked nothing more than to sneak snacks into his room for his nightly exploits. This resulted in his gaining a significant amount of weight, which he loved, luxuriating in the soft warm folds of flesh that felt so amazingly soft and pleasurable.
His family had tried to curtail his eating, but, not understanding his secret desires, their efforts were wasted, and in the end, they gave up and left him to his fate, content simply to berate his appearance at every opportunity. At first, Max was hurt by their obvious contempt, but gradually he recognized that there was a significant part of him that very much relished the raw emotions of their words. It was like a verbal spanking that had taken on an erotic element, and Max began to be aroused by their criticisms..
Eventually, Max graduated High School, and enrolled in college. By this point, his eating habits had gifted him with the softest and most succulent of bodies. His weight (something he checked often) was 450 lbs, but due to the exercise regime that first his family, and then his doctor, had insisted on, he was able to get around surprisingly well. He was proud of the soft and yielding rolls of fat that graced his broad frame, as well as his arms and legs, and he strove to wear only properly sized, but figure hugging clothing, such that he was not spilling out of them, but rather having cloths that showcased his every curve and fold...
Arriving at college, he quickly discovered that his roommate, Conner, was clearly displeased with having Max as a roommate. He was civil while family was there, but his guarded expressions showed just how disgusted he was with Max. As soon as they were alone however, Conner was anything but guarded..
"Oh fuck no! If they think I will share a room with a disgusting piece of filth like you, they are mental. Keep that sweaty ass pile of lard that you call a body over on your side of the room, and I will try to pretend you aren't here till I get a room transfer."
Max wanted to say something conciliatory, but he was distracted by the raging erection that Conner's tirade had instigated.. Plus he was clearly contemplating violence, and having such an athletic figure (his parents had said he was a football player), Max was not inclined to push his luck...
It quickly resolved that housing had no available room transfer arrangements yet, and counseled trying to find a way to get along until mid term. Thus Max settled in, despite Conner's vocal displeasure, and Max, for his part, had the pleasure of near constant derision..
One night, less than a week into the term, Conner came into the room to find Max masturbating, while finishing off a box of glazed chocolate donuts.. Chocolate coated his fingers, and some had managed to migrate to his cock, and this was apparent to Conner as he was forced to take in the scene..
"I.. I can't.. You are impossibly disgusting! You couldn't be content with just forcing me to see your bloated mockery of a body, oh no.. you had to double down, didn't you? What, do you get off on eating or something? Oh my God, it's true!.. You sick freak! You get off on how fat you are! How can one person be so unbelievably fucked up?!"
It was of course, at that moment, that all Conner's words had their inevitable effect, and Max began to orgasm uncontrollably, his cum spraying wildly!
Conner threw up his arms in disgust, and fled the room, leaving Max to stare after him..
before finishing his donut...
The following day, Conner confronted Max, anger seemingly barely kept in check..
"I will never understand where they dug up such a twisted freak to stick me with, but until they get me the fuck out of here, there are going to be some fucking rules around here!..."
Apparently for emphasis, Conner reached down and grabbed at Max's shoulder. Max flinched, expecting a punch, and Conner ended up cruelly gripping a roll of fat on his chest. Conner continued his angry tirade, but Max noticed a number of subtle, but amazing things.. As Conner's words continued to send an electric thrill through Max, bringing on the predestinate erection, Conner's eyes inexorably gravitated towards it. His words began to falter slightly, and most tellingly, his grip on Max's flesh relaxed, becoming just short of gentle. For his part, the entire situation had started to excite Max, and he was even attempting to push past his euphoria, to figure out what to say... when he noticed that Conner too, was becoming aroused...