bigbellyfatluver
9th December 2008, 04:16 AM
This is my first time writing a story. I will be posting installments sporadically, mainly because my parents monitor all internet on their network. Well, here goes...
-A New Discovery-
I was a freshman in high school when I discovered I was gay. I had realized that I liked fat, and lots of it, by that point, padding myself whenever I got the chance. I loved the feeling of the pillows under my shirt, making me “fatter”. As I had started swim team at my parents’ suggestion two years ago, I was slim, but not really skinny. I wasn’t really muscled either. There was one guy at my school I really liked. His name was Matt. He was a little chubby, and I thought he looked cute. One day in the halls, we bumped into each other on accident.
“Sorry! I didn’t see you there,” Matt stuttered.
“No problem,” I replied. I felt myself getting hard, but couldn’t help it. I quickly muttered a hurried “See you around,” and ran off to the nearest bathroom to calm down.
________One week later..._________
I was at a GSA club meeting, anxious to get started, when who should walk in but Matt.
“Hey, John, how are you?” he asked nervously.
“I’m fine. How about you?” I replied.
“Well, I recently found out... well...” he paused.
“You’re gay?” I supplied.
“No! Er... well... yes,” he replied. “My family doesn’t know, and I want to keep it a secret. I just thought... well... I might meet a guy here, so...”
Same here, I thought. Out loud, I said, “Well, we do sort of serve as a match-making for the gay and lesbian people here. Maybe you will meet someone here.” Like me, I thought nervously. “We’re just about to start the meeting if you want to come join us.”
“Sure. I’ll just pull up a chair and wait,” he said.
Oh s***, I thought. I have to start the meeting and my dream boy just walks in. Now what? I stood up, with my copy of the agenda held up slightly so that no one would see my boner. Somehow, I managed to make it through the meeting. Later, after the meeting, Matt walked up to me.
“Hey John. I was wondering about what happened last week. You wouldn’t happen to be... gay... would you?” he asked nervously.
“Um... yes... And I’m also keeping it a secret from my family. These agendas are actually titled as homework because of my parents’ annoying habit of searching through my documents and computer when I’m at school,” I replied. “Would you... would you like to go get something to eat?” LAME, LAME, LAME. THINK, you idiot, think. “Sure,” he replied. “I know this really good place. It’s...”
__________________________
Thus our relationship started. Once a week, we would meet up after school at this local shop near the school. They served really fattening foods, and Matt and I each gained our fair share of weight. I liked him better than ever, and I was starting to have a glazed look at break and lunch the day after. My friends teased me: “Oh, John’s just reliving his latest date with the hunky varsity player.” If only you knew... was my only thought at that point. If only you knew...
-A New Discovery-
I was a freshman in high school when I discovered I was gay. I had realized that I liked fat, and lots of it, by that point, padding myself whenever I got the chance. I loved the feeling of the pillows under my shirt, making me “fatter”. As I had started swim team at my parents’ suggestion two years ago, I was slim, but not really skinny. I wasn’t really muscled either. There was one guy at my school I really liked. His name was Matt. He was a little chubby, and I thought he looked cute. One day in the halls, we bumped into each other on accident.
“Sorry! I didn’t see you there,” Matt stuttered.
“No problem,” I replied. I felt myself getting hard, but couldn’t help it. I quickly muttered a hurried “See you around,” and ran off to the nearest bathroom to calm down.
________One week later..._________
I was at a GSA club meeting, anxious to get started, when who should walk in but Matt.
“Hey, John, how are you?” he asked nervously.
“I’m fine. How about you?” I replied.
“Well, I recently found out... well...” he paused.
“You’re gay?” I supplied.
“No! Er... well... yes,” he replied. “My family doesn’t know, and I want to keep it a secret. I just thought... well... I might meet a guy here, so...”
Same here, I thought. Out loud, I said, “Well, we do sort of serve as a match-making for the gay and lesbian people here. Maybe you will meet someone here.” Like me, I thought nervously. “We’re just about to start the meeting if you want to come join us.”
“Sure. I’ll just pull up a chair and wait,” he said.
Oh s***, I thought. I have to start the meeting and my dream boy just walks in. Now what? I stood up, with my copy of the agenda held up slightly so that no one would see my boner. Somehow, I managed to make it through the meeting. Later, after the meeting, Matt walked up to me.
“Hey John. I was wondering about what happened last week. You wouldn’t happen to be... gay... would you?” he asked nervously.
“Um... yes... And I’m also keeping it a secret from my family. These agendas are actually titled as homework because of my parents’ annoying habit of searching through my documents and computer when I’m at school,” I replied. “Would you... would you like to go get something to eat?” LAME, LAME, LAME. THINK, you idiot, think. “Sure,” he replied. “I know this really good place. It’s...”
__________________________
Thus our relationship started. Once a week, we would meet up after school at this local shop near the school. They served really fattening foods, and Matt and I each gained our fair share of weight. I liked him better than ever, and I was starting to have a glazed look at break and lunch the day after. My friends teased me: “Oh, John’s just reliving his latest date with the hunky varsity player.” If only you knew... was my only thought at that point. If only you knew...