"Well..." Marco said, taking a few steps forward. "I think you look amazing right now..." He grasped Mendes' belly and bounced it slightly. "It's actually, really turning me on." He said with a grin, leaning in and giving Mendes a kiss.
"B..but I thought you liked your boys in shape." Mendes gulped.
"No way" Marco grunted. "I wake up and see a muscular body every day. I go to the gym and see muscle men. I enter competitions, I see muscle men. It gets boring after a while. Personally, I like my boys fat. The polar opposite of myself." He grinned again. "And you're nothing like me right now."
Marco started to rub Mendes' bigger body. "You're too big... you're soft. You bounce and jiggle. You're out of shape." Marco leaned in again and kissed him. "You look a bit tired. You want to lay down?"
Francisco, still surprised, nodded. "Y..yeah, lugging this extra weight around is kinda tiring. Guess I'll need to get used to that." Marco just smiled and started helping his obese boyfriend up the stairs. Francisco was panting and a bit sweaty by the time they had reached the top step, but Marco helped him along, eventually putting him down on the kingsized bed.
"You sprawl out, babe. I'll be right back." He said, making his way for the door. Francisco nodded and started to catch his breath. He could hear a lot of fumbling noises coming from downstairs. In a few minutes, his bedroom door creaked open. He looked up to see Marco standing there, his clothes off. His huge muscles half flexed as he walked in. His 8 inch cock swaying from side to side. Under his arms he carried a huge box of cookies and a tub of ice cream.
"I found these in the kitchen.... figured they'd come in handy." He said, smirking.
"N...no, Marco, I bought those for the boys, since they're staying here a while." Francisco whined, seeing where this was going.
"Oh these things aren't appropriate for kids. You'll make them fat. They're much more appropriate for someone who's going to be getting fatter anyway." Marco said as he pulled open the ice cream.
"Someone who's getting fatter anyway? You don't mean... you can't be serious."
Marco nodded "You're sexy like this, Francisco, and with me around, you're going to have a hell of a time keeping the pounds off. The bigger you get, the hotter... please francisco? The more of you there is, the better..." Marco put on a pleading face that Mendes never could say no to.
Francisco scrunched his lip up a little... "Well... okay. But I don't want to get too big. Just 15 pounds here or there..."
Marco grinned and grabbed the spoon, and as Francisco sprawled back, he fed him. Francisco simply enjoyed the cool ice cream as his beefy boyfriend scooped it into him. Eventually they moved onto the cookies, and by the end of it, Francisco was stuffed beyond belief. He moaned and rubbed his belly, only to find Marco already rubbing it.
He couldn't see it over his belly, but he knew his cock was hard. Marco had caught sight of it, however, and knew what was happening next. Feeding his fat boyfriend had him at full attention too. "So Francisco, we shouldn't let these bad boys go to waste, right?"
Francisco moaned out an "mmhmm" still dealing with his full belly. He moaned louder just as he felt Marco push into him.
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After what seemed like hours, the two were stretched out across Francisco's bed, both wiped. Marco was rubbing Francisco's bloated stomach.
"Mmmm... you know, Francisco. I don't know what did this to you... or how... but I'm so glad it did."
Francisco nodded "Yeah... Me too..."