| Author: | Skye Eagleday | ISBN: | 9781497787193 |
| Publisher: | Skye Eagleday | Publication: | February 6, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Skye Eagleday |
| ISBN: | 9781497787193 |
| Publisher: | Skye Eagleday |
| Publication: | February 6, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Ballet Belly Bottom 2
Life (and non-stop sex) with his boyfriend has never been better for former ballet student Paul. Nearly a year ago he joined his lover in a seeing how fat they could get and how each pound increases the pounding Paul gets. But they're about to discover there's a whole community of gainers and chubby chasers out there where "more cushion for the pushin'" is a way of life. (an adults only story with M/M/M, gay chubby sex, gay chubby threesome, fat fetish featuring two hot college gainers. Also features a "guest appearance from the two main characters from my very first gainer fiction, Fat Cupid's Mocha Latte.)
Excerpt
The next morning Jim was in the kitchen fixing breakfast. “We’re out of sausage, babe,” he said as Paul sat down at the table. “Hope you don’t mind bacon with your waffles instead.” A ripping sound pulled Jim’s eyes away from the bacon as he watched Paul’s shirt tear, surrendering to his gut. “Damn!” swore Jim, as he sat the bacon beside his lover. “I wanted to capture you ripping that shirt for our Youtube channel. I checked before I started the waffles—do you know we’re now up to 17,000 subscribers and have over 200,000 hits? Who knew we’d become Internet stars. I figure we gain about 1,500 fans per pound.”
“Lucky thing your ass has grown so big your shorts didn’t fall down when the elastic broke. Otherwise we’d now be on Xtube with our Youtube account deleted.” Paul poured a weight-gain shake for Jim and handed it to him. “I think the solution is to get your belly big enough so it hangs down and viewers won’t be able to see if you’ve got underwear on or not.”
Jim chugged the sweet shake and looked over at his lover. “Think that can happen?” Jim’s voice took on that old familiar husky quality.
“As long as Haagan-Dazs stays in business—sure. And at the rate we buy their products, they’re going to stay in business for a long time. That’s the gift of flab. I’ll just get rounder, but you’ll get a proper fat apron.” They clinked their glasses together and made sure Haagan-Dazs would be a good business in which to invest.
Ballet Belly Bottom 2
Life (and non-stop sex) with his boyfriend has never been better for former ballet student Paul. Nearly a year ago he joined his lover in a seeing how fat they could get and how each pound increases the pounding Paul gets. But they're about to discover there's a whole community of gainers and chubby chasers out there where "more cushion for the pushin'" is a way of life. (an adults only story with M/M/M, gay chubby sex, gay chubby threesome, fat fetish featuring two hot college gainers. Also features a "guest appearance from the two main characters from my very first gainer fiction, Fat Cupid's Mocha Latte.)
Excerpt
The next morning Jim was in the kitchen fixing breakfast. “We’re out of sausage, babe,” he said as Paul sat down at the table. “Hope you don’t mind bacon with your waffles instead.” A ripping sound pulled Jim’s eyes away from the bacon as he watched Paul’s shirt tear, surrendering to his gut. “Damn!” swore Jim, as he sat the bacon beside his lover. “I wanted to capture you ripping that shirt for our Youtube channel. I checked before I started the waffles—do you know we’re now up to 17,000 subscribers and have over 200,000 hits? Who knew we’d become Internet stars. I figure we gain about 1,500 fans per pound.”
“Lucky thing your ass has grown so big your shorts didn’t fall down when the elastic broke. Otherwise we’d now be on Xtube with our Youtube account deleted.” Paul poured a weight-gain shake for Jim and handed it to him. “I think the solution is to get your belly big enough so it hangs down and viewers won’t be able to see if you’ve got underwear on or not.”
Jim chugged the sweet shake and looked over at his lover. “Think that can happen?” Jim’s voice took on that old familiar husky quality.
“As long as Haagan-Dazs stays in business—sure. And at the rate we buy their products, they’re going to stay in business for a long time. That’s the gift of flab. I’ll just get rounder, but you’ll get a proper fat apron.” They clinked their glasses together and made sure Haagan-Dazs would be a good business in which to invest.
