Bryan stayed away from the garage where Max kept his weights. He would hear the weights dropping and his step dad grunting. That was as close as he wanted to get to all that testosterone. Disgusted as he was at Max's gluttony and physical exertion, still Max fascinated him as well. What would it be like to physically dominate? Skinny Bryan would never know.
But just now Max had called him. Max had a voice that matched his bulk.
"Get in here." he called and Bryan opened the door. He didn't like or respect his disgusting step dad but he couldn't afford to piss him off either.
Max was sprawled in all his bulky glory on the weight bench, belly rising high above his meaty chest, panting..
"You fixed my lunch yet?" he roared. "I could eat a horse."
Bryan knew it was literally true. The man was a bottomless pit.
"I didn't know if you would be here."
"You sure are a worthless little shit. Where else would I be. Now I will probably die of hunger while you cook something, I'm probably gonna have to go out."
Max was heaving himself up from the bench. He was strong but not so firm as you might expect and somewhat flabby with gross moobs bouncing and a big belly overhang. His fat quivered with each movement. Bryan was mesmerized and and disgusted at the same time. Sweat dripped. He smelled foul.
"Make yourself useful and suck me off."
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