Matt was thankful for Russ' muscles as he wasn't sure he'd be able to make the walk by himself. Even though the walk to their room wasn't far off, he had never been this bloated before. He held his rock hard belly in his hands and staggered like he was drunk. Russ didn't seem to mind letting Matt lean on him though- and even seemed to be sneaking the occaisional grope of his overstuffed belly.
"You eat good for a fat man."
Matt shook his head.
"I'm not fat. Just bloated."
"Maybe for now. But not for long."
Their room was small. Matt had expected bunk beds but it appeared like there was just a queen bed in the center of the room. On one side was a closet for their clothes, a bathroom, and a full length mirror.
As Russ settled him down on the bed Matt took a moment to rub at his belly. He exhaled as he rubbed it trying to allieviate some of the pressure that was building in his gut. HE had never felt so full before and when he looked in the mirror, it was noticeable. His stomach was bloated out and looked like he'd swallowed a basketball.
"Geeze..." He commented as he took off his shirt and walked over to the mirror to examine the damage. "That was too much."
"That was just a start." Russ said as he emerged from the bathroom not wearing a shirt. Matt was a bit caught off guard. Russ' body was perfect. Thick heavy muscle begging to be appreciated, and despite himself, he could feel a stirring in his groin as he admired him.
Russ put his thumb in the band of his pants and smiled at him. A wicked grin crossed his face and he said -
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