Alec was sitting on the couch, with a beer in his hand as the two walked in. He was wearing a black wife beater that was probably a bit too tight. Both Dean and Len were already fairly drunk from the sake and simultaneously in a food coma. "Hey hey," Alec said as they entered.
Dean stumbled in first, looking slightly disheveled. He plopped himself down on the chair beside Alec. Len followed Dean in and did the same. As he did one of his buttons finally flung off his dress shirt and into the abyss of the guys apartment. "Oh shit," Len said, laughing. "Guess maybe be overdid it," he said slapping his gut, ripples going through the little amount of exposed flesh.
"You guys had quite a day huh?" Alec said remarking on the fact that the two were clearly intoxicated, not that he had any issue with it.
"For sure," Dean said, groaning and holding his gut in discomfort. "Shit I need to change before my buttons come off," Dean said. "So Len where are we going?"
"I know this club we should go to. I have some friends that are headin' that way. Y'all should come too man," Len gestured to Alec.
Alec shrugged, seeming to be fine with it. "Maybe our other roommates will want to come too," he suggested. It was a Friday night after all.
"I may need to borrow a shirt though, bro," Len said fidgeting with the hole in his shirt.
"Sure man," Alec said. He looked Len up and down and figured he could fit into his clothes. Len might be a little bigger in the gut but Alec was wider all throughout, so it would probably be fine. Alec got up off the couch to go look for something Len could wear.
Alec returned with a couple shirts for Len to check out. He picked one of the roomier button downs he had, hoping Len's middle could fit into it, but because of his profession he didn't have too many dress shirts to choose from. "Why don't you give this one a try?" he suggested, walking over to Len.
Len stood up, still drunk and in the mood to have some fun, ripped the entire button down he was wearing off, sending buttons flying and his moobs and gut jiggling. Dean hoped one of Alec's shirts would fit him, since he had completely destroyed the one he had worn over.
Both Dean and Alec got an eyeful of this guy that they didn't even know very well. He certainly wasn't fat, but had a college gain and then some. He was a pretty hairy guy, covered in brown hair. There were a couple of evident stretch marks on his sides and gut indicating that his gain may have been somewhat recent or quick. Len laughed and gave himself another belly slap, he clearly was proud or at least not ashamed of his size.
Len then tried on Alec's shirts one by one and...
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