Justin watched his friend and office mate Steve make his way back from the coffee machine with a steaming mug. Steve was a good looking guy but lately Justin just cant keep his eyes off Steve with those extra pounds. Steve had been sensitive when he first started gaining and Justin had to be careful. Steve had tried to diet and eat less but old habits die hard. Steve was an old jock and he liked his food. Steve kept telling him he just looked fine and gradually Steve accepted 20 pounds, then 40 pounds. Now he was hefting a big sixty pounds mostly in a big jock gut but lately Justin was noticing some growth in his ass. He was a good looking guy and those extra 60 pounds really turned Justin on. Now that Steve was more relaxed about being a big guy, it was easier to get him to let himself go at the dinner table, or even better, the buffet. Justin noticed that Steve had snagged two fat donuts on the way back to his desk too.
"You go, big guy." Justine gave Steve some silent encouragement and fantasized about how fantastic Steve would look at 300. It was time to help.
Steve, how about watching the game tonight at my place? We can talk about that new project at the same time. Justin had walked over to Steve's cube and leaned over the partition. Steve looked up at Justin and swallowed the last of the donut. From this angle, Steve's big belly was a shelf to catch crumbs and powdered sugar from the donuts.
"Sure thing, buddy,
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