You groggily wake up and your morning wood is out at full mast still thinking about last night’s pizza feast and beer bloat with Phil.
Hearing the sound of Phil in his shower, the sound of the shower as he splashes keeps you hard as the morning wood continues. This can’t be happening you say to yourself, and suddenly the though of joining Phil in the shower is rampant in your thoughts, felling the after effect of all that food and the warm soapy water between the two of you as you rub Phil down in the shower has all your thoughts on him circling like the water going down the drain. Making out with him and feeling his warmth is then distracted as the shower is turned off and you hear Phil maneuver vacating his shower.
He’s fresh and clean and ready for another day, you continue reflecting. Deciding to make your way to the living room, you pass by your parent’s room not allowing yourself to peek inside.
Distracting yourself you get yourself some cereal and milk from the kitchen and dine on your breakfast in the living room you sit on the couch adjacent to Phil’s recliner. You turn on the tv and stream live news reports with the usual local reporters.
The last day of the weekend before Monday’s dread is starting to get to you. Distracted by that realization, you hear Phil emerge from your parent’s bedroom. The humidity that follows Phil in as well as his fresh smells from his body wash and other routines also trails into the room.
“Morning boy, nice to see you up. Hard to believe, but I could eat a whole cow this morning”, Phil shares.
Trying to play it cool from another raging hard on, Phil has to know how much of a turn on that is you continue your inner monologue.
Phil plants himself next to you on the couch, he intentionally gives no space between the two of you. His t shirt is well filled and appears tighter from last night and his waist seems to be covered by his bloated gut.
“I got a discount on getting some breakfast delivered through work, did you want anything”Phil asks.
Typing away on his phone he pulled from his short pocket, he cuts you off before you decide on what to say,
“I’ll just get you a waffle with that berry stuff you like, I’m getting it from that diner near by. Don’t want the delivery to be too expensive. Annnd, done”Phil states in an accomplished and satisfied tone.
“What’s playing on here” Phil asks, now focused on his tv.
“Let’s just change it to something else” Phil gestures across your lap for the remote.
Phil changes the news you were streaming to that movie Click with that actor named Adam. Remembering this movie, you try not to focus on the fat scene where the guy gains weight rather suddenly.
“Click has some great laughs in it” Phil states as if you hadn’t watched it with him before when the whole family was around.
You remember how your mom missed that transformation of character gaining all that weight, and was disgusted by the surgery in the film as Adam’s character lost all that weight.
As the movie continues Phil checks his phone and you decide to take away your cereal bowl back to the kitchen. The two of you hear the knock on the door. You see the delivery guy with both hands full of bags with food as you open the door. You thank him and dismiss the delivery guy.
You go to get some TV trays to set the food up for Phil and lay out the other bags between the stand next to the couch and on the floor. You decide to help get a meal laid out for Phil’s consumption and take your place next to him.
And sure enough as Phil tries to lean forward for his next feast here comes that scene where the character time travels and ends up fatter.
“Look at this fool, that weight gain ain’t nothing to be shocked by. That’s what a man is supposed to look like, it’s peak male performance”Phil say as he starts to chow down on his meals.
You have this burning question you struggle to allow yourself to ask. You wanted to ask if that’s what he wanted, to get bigger than the guy in the movie.
“Heh, yeah. That sure is something” you let out.
“Glad to know how I think is rubbing off on you” Phil says as he is prepared to demolish the next bag of food.
The movie and Phil continue to do their thing as you try not to let another horny thought keep you going.
As the movie ends, so does Phil as he demolished the food packing most of it in. You get up to clean and tidy the containers and bags the food was delivered in.
“Man, that was some good stuff, but you hadn’t touched what I ordered for you. It’s probably cold by now” Phil expressing his concern.
Taking the waste to the trash, you enter back into the living room.
“Well, I had already eaten. I’m sure there’s got to be room for my small meal” you respond back to Phil landing you hand on top of his gut.
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