Chapter 1 - Ch1 and Ch 2

Chapter 1: Expect more from me and less from him

Damon was sitting in the Uber on his way back from the airport. He gave his mom a call to let her know he had landed.

“Hello!”

“Hey mom just letting you know I’m on my way to the house.”

“Thats great honey!! I’m so excited to see you! I got held up at work Mariana called out again.”

“What??, so its just gonna be….”

“Yes mijo you and your stepfather”

Damon glanced down at his lap. His childhood chubbiness had turned into an actual belly in his time in America. His mind reeled. It flashed back to all the times his stepfather had argued with his mom about putting him on a diet. Showing up with an actual belly without his mom as a buffer sounded like a nightmare. A bump in the road drove home his concern.

He imagined his stepdad pointing and laughing at his now basketball sized stomach. He instinctively sucked in but found that it still stuck out a good amount. It was here to stay for now.

Listen mom I didn’t really know how to bring this up, but I put on a bit of weight in America he said while rubbing his belly thoughtfully.

He paused waiting for her response.

Well, you know I don’t care about that mijo. And if you’re worried about your stepfather. Don’t be. He’s…” she said stifling a laugh. “Turned over a new leaf. You’ll see.”

I left you some food in the fridge mijo…it should still be there she said with was that a slight hesitation he sensed in her voice.

“Okay thanks mom. I’ll see you when you get off.”

“Bye honey”


Chapter 2: Burgeoning Buddies

“Stop here”, damon blurted out realizing his head had been buried in his phone.

The abrupt stop made his belly wobble. Not what he needed before facing the music. His mother’s consoling words had gone in one ear and out the other. The moment the cab pulled off his adrenaline and self consciousness spiked. He had never felt fatter than in this moment. More aware of his stomach jutting out. Reluctantly he trudged up to the front door and rang the doorbell.

No answer.

“He rung again. No answer. Ugh. Well maybe he isn’t home”, he thought relieved.

The key on the back porch! Aha! He ran around back and found the key and let himself in through the back. Opening the door he was greeted with loud snoring.

“So he is here”, damon thought rolling his eyes “but maybe i can avoid him.”

He made a detour to the kitchen to get the food his mom had left only to find it empty. WTF. He must’ve eaten it knowing it’s mine or thrown it out. He could hear his excuses now. “Oh you don’t need it tubby. I did you a favor, look at that gut!!”

He thought about just sulking in his old room but he hadn’t eaten since takeoff so his hangriness took over. He stormed into the living room where his stepdad was reclined dead asleep. He approached from behind so he was in complete shock at what he found. On a side table was an empty casserole dish of enchiladas and much fatter stepdad.

Damon’s eyes bugged out of his head. How had his stepdad in one years time gone from an average build to having a full on gut. And not a starter ball gut like Damon was sporting. In fact it had it had the effect of making Damons indulgences seem rather insignificant.

While he hadn’t been into weight gain per se Damon had been attracted to bigger men as long as he could remember. He was old enough when his stepfather came around that he didn’t think of him in a paternal way. So while he was a bit disappointed in himself he wasn’t necessarily surprised at a stirring in his pants. And as he scanned his fathers body taking stock of the double chin and beginnings of moobs he was hard. And after he looked at the belly. Full of fresh tight fat and his enchiladas. THROBBING NOW. Lifting the hem of a shirt he remembered from last year. Really driving home the difference. Was he getting off on this. The gain itself. He was so close to busting. He felt 13 again.

Maybe he was breathing too hard because his stepdad startled awake. He glanced at Damon’s belly and it was as if the bile was rising in his throat but he stopped himself. he knew he couldn’t say anything. He glanced nervously at the casserole dish then at his bloated mound of flesh. He attempted to pull the hem down to no avail.

“Lets clear the air son. Sit down”, Carlos said hitting the lever on the chair. His round belly surging forward settling heavily in his lap when the chair jerked forward

This little display of fatness was too much when combined with his new fascination in Carlos’ weight gain.

He bolted for the bedroom. Locked the door and got into bed. Throwing a blanket over his throbbing lap.

He heard the chair creak. The floorboards creak and then the lock pop on the door. He stood in the doorway looking round but in a less form fitting shirt. There was still no hiding the weight but damon was thankful for any reprieve.

“Listen son…”

“Don’t call me that Carlos you know I don’t like that,” he snapped back.

“Okay, okay, fine Damon we need to talk. He said walking to sit on the foot of his bed. CREAK. Listen I wanted to just…he sighed. I just need to apologize for how I treated you about your weight. As you can see I’ve changed a bit since you last saw me.” He said gesturing to his thick ball belly. “And I definitely took some insults from the buddies and I didn’t love it.” He said blushing slightly turning his face away.

“I was a child Carlos”, Damon interjected angrily

“I know and I’m sorry i really hope you can eventually forgive me”, he said sullenly.

Damon was more relieved that he was in the clear than really upset at Carlos so he relented easily. He sat up on the side of the bed next to Carlos. CREAK. This really drew attention to how much bigger Carlos’ belly was than his. Kind of made him feel like Carlos was closer to a real dad and he had been following in his footsteps for years.

“Well i guess it’s a start…and its not like you can make fun of me considering all of this”, Damon said grabbing the soft lower belly and wobbling his gut.

Carlos brushed his hand away laughing but blushing at the same time. He rubbed where damon had grabbed him as if consoling his belly.

“Dont be so rough with her”, he chuckled. His lower belly rub drifted upwards to his shelf. Oof he said. He attempted to stifle a burp but it overpowered his hand.

BRAPPPPPPPPPPP. “OOF your moms enchiladas.” He laughed making his belly move a little.

“Yeah thanks for saving me some asshole. He said half kidding half serious poking Carlos in the side of his gut.

“Crazy that he’s got a side belly now”, Damon thought.

“Hey its not like you needed them either big guy. Woah woah i can say it now….clearly”, he said his joking turning into a twinge of embarrassment as he stifled another burp.

“So anyways, when’s your mother getting home she should be here by now. I’m getting peckish.”

“Oh i thought she told you. Mariana called out…”

“That bitch always messing up my dinner,” Carlos said flopping back in playful mock child sort of way. His belly mounded up and a bit of the lower curve of ball belly exposed in the process.

“How is he still hungry”, Damon chuckled to himself. Clearly he was used to regular meals. Just how long ago had he eaten those enchiladas. How did he have the nerve to be hungry again? How had his strong willed diet obsessed step father been replaced so easily by this hungry hog.

“Does your mother know about your weight?”

“Yeah I said I was nervous to see you so I mentioned it.”

“Ooo thats not good”, he said rubbing his belly shelf. “Not good at all.” Another burp.

“I’m still pretty full and I don’t want her to know I ate your food”, he said as if feeling naughty about it.

“Well I’m gonna try to go sleep this off a little bit.” He said rubbing the top of his belly. “Hopefully I’ll be ready. Now that she knows you’ve been overeating shes gonna accommodate both our appetites.”

CREAK. Carlos heaved his body up grunting a bit. Providing more indication of his abnormally fast gain. With his gut leading the way he left closing the door behind him.

CREAK. The floor. CREAK. The recliner. A type of sigh you hear from fat men was also heard. And then a few minutes later the loud snoring returned.

Alone with his thoughts and in the privacy of his bedroom his thoughts drifted back to his stepdad. He was so…different. In build and demeanor. This had definitely changed him for the better. He was decidedly jolly. And the weight seemed to suit him. Of course Damon was biased in these matters.

He thought back to last year and then to now. He was a few dozen pounds from looking like he had struggled with obesity his whole life. The gut had dominated his frame. That skinny man was gone! There was that pesky erection again…

He thought about what Carlos had said and decided he wanted to see if he could make Carlos pay for eating his food. Push that belly to his limit. Just how big could he look tonight.