Nothing Better Than a Good Meal

Tim, a man of 32 years, with a girth that rivaled a small planet was a sight to behold. At 450 pounds, his body was a testament to his love for food. He was used to the stares, the whispers, and the occasional incredulous gaze. Today was no different as he made his way through the line, piling his tray high with food.

His eyes, a warm brown, seemed to light up in the presence of food. Today, as usual, he was the center of attention in the campus cafeteria. Two slices of pizza, three cheeseburgers, two chicken sandwiches, a large salted pretzel, four assorted bags of chips, and a large soda was the bare minimum.

As he made his way to a corner table, he could feel the eyes of his fellow students upon his as he waddled past. A few made sure to push their chairs further in to give his wide frame room to pass by.

"Maybe if he didn't eat so much..." One person whispered. Then I'd still be hungry, he thought.

"What size pants does he wear?" Another said with a chuckle. I wear a size 58, thank you very much, Tim thought to himself.

Finally reaching the far end of the small cafeteria, he was slightly out of breath. As he sat, the small metal and plastic chair seemed to cry for help underneath him. His already large frame seemed to double in size as the fat redistributed. Suddenly, the blue graphic t he wore went from barely fitting to almost bursting at the seams.

Tim's mouth began to water as he unwrapped the first cheeseburger. Sinking his teeth into the wheat bun with the succulent beef and three pieces of cheddar cheese, his heart sang out. For a college cafeteria, this place managed to make some good food. Of course, there wasn't much he didn't like. The food was always fresh. He had heard a rumor that the cafeteria ladies who worked in this of shoot of the main student's lounge knew his schedule and made additional, fresh food for his arrival. He didn't know if that was true or not.

As easily as they had appeared on his tray, the hamburgers were gone, and the large man continued onto the pizza. As he tried to suck down the cheese and carbs while fighting back against the each, the grease fell on his already dingy shirt. A few of the nearby students tried not to laugh, and Tim seemed to almost snort and gasp for air, more concerned with eating than taking a breath.

Slowly but surely, the students began exiting the cafeteria, placing their trays on a stand nearest the hallway before continuing into class. The only other person in the small, carpeted space was Parker, one of the college's football players.

Parker was a lean and muscular 28-year-old, with dirty blonde hair and a chiseled jawline. With his piercing blue eyes and muscles that caressed every article of clothes he was wearing, he was used to the attention, but here he was on a side of the school he rarely went to, and all the attention fell on this overweight man in sweatpants. Not only did this whale of a man steal all the attention from him, but he didn't even notice him either! And yet Parker felt an all too familiar urge.

From across the room, Parker watched, his eyes wide with a mix of awe and desire. He couldn't help but be turned on by the sheer amount of food Tim was consuming. He stared at the man's round face and curly black hair, oil and grease ran down the sides of the man's face, mixing with his light stubble. The jock licked his lips and squirmed in his seat as the erection in his pants was becoming almost uncomfortable.

The pizza was gone. The chicken sandwiches were gone. The pretzel was gone. He stared, mesmerized as the food made for at least ten students was devoured by a single man. He needed to get to know this dark-haired man.

As Tim finished his last bite, Parker approached him, a smirk on his face.

"That's quite the appetite you've got there," Parker commented, approaching Tim as the man was finishing the last bag of chips.

Tim looked up, startled, his cheeks flushing a deep red. "Uh, yeah, I guess so."

Parker extended a hand. "I'm Parker. I couldn't help but notice you. You eat... a lot."

"I...I mean... I " Tim stammered. He had become accustomed to hearing the comments in passing but never to his face. Parker immediately realized he had offended him.

"That's not a problem at all!" Parker said with a genuine smile, "In fact, would you be so kind as to allow me to get you something else?"

Tim stared at the man in awe. Was he being serious? He didn't know if he could trust the well-shaped stranger before him. Before he could answer, a gurgle in his stomach interested.

"I could go for another slice of pizza," Tim said almost silently.

"Sure thing!" Parker said with a wink. And just like that, he scurried off around the corner, disappearing at the entrance of the cafeteria line.

Tim sat there for a moment, unsure of what was happening. He glanced down at the empty wrappers and the greasy Styrofoam plates that once held his pizza. That was when he noticed the crumbs and grease stains all over his shirt. He was a mess! Quickly, he wiped away the particles with his thick, meaty hands. Pulling his shirt down to cover the small sliver of stomach that had emerged, he looked back up as the strange man came around the corner with a tray of more than just pizza. His attention was drawn to a few students coming into the room with binders and pens at the ready.

"Here you go, cutie!" The man said, placing the tray on the table. Tim's eyes fell on two freshly made slices of pizza, but next to the slices were four more cheeseburgers and two donuts. It all looked so good!

"You got yourself something?" Tim asked. The jock laughed a bit.

"No, it's all for you." Parker pushed the tray towards Tim. The plus-size man was in shock and didn't know what to say. "You looked like you might still be hungry. I'm Parker, by the way."

Tim looked up, his eyes meeting Parker's. "Tim," he replied. While his eyes fixated on the adonis, his hands had already begun to lift up the pizza, "I'm not... I'm not used to this kind of attention."

Parker smirked. "Well, Tim, you should be. You're gorgeous. And watching you eat was... inspiring."

Tim's blush deepened. "Inspiring?"

"Yes!" Parker said with an honest gleam in his eyes, "To be that truly devoted to something. Judging by how... large you are, you have been passionate about eating for a very long time."

"I guess I don't see it that way."

"How do you see it?" The jock asked as he watched the first slice of pizza disappear.

"I suppose I don't see it anyway. I just eat." Tim said, simply picking up the second slice.

"And that is what is so beautiful about it!" The pair could hear some snickering coming from the table of girls. Tim let out a wheezing sigh but didn't put down the pizza. Parker stood up from the table, "How about we go somewhere more private so you can enjoy your meal in peace."

"I don't have class for another forty minutes and this does look so damn good." Tim said as if debating it in his mind, "Sure."

"I'll get these," Parker said, taking the empty tray and the newly presented one into each hand. He had begun towards the door but paused when he realized Tim was still trying to get up. He watched as the cow-sized man heaved with all his strength to get to standing. The table that acted as his mount aiding him in getting to his feet almost seemed like it would flip at any moment. The jock nodded to Tim as he followed behind. As the pair exited into the hall, Parker tossed the old tray onto the stand with the rest.

"Where are we headed?" Tim asked. He tugged at the t-shirt that seemed to no longer fit. Parker couldn't help but notice.

"Tim, don't worry about that! There is no need to hide all that." The jock smiled. Tim felt strangely comfortable and stopped as if the man controlled his will. Without his pudgy hands to fight back the shirt began to roll, exposing a few inches of his midriff. Parker first noticed the soft peach fuzz of his stomach that disappeared into the drooping elongated belly button. He pulled his eyes away. Slowing his pace to be able to walk with the larger man, the pair made their way to a small set of stairs. "Just a classroom right up here. It is used for chemistry, but it's empty. Mr. Fritz only had one session today."

With no effort at all the jock seemed to take the four steps in one large stride. Turning, he looked back at Tim who paused for a moment at the bottom of the flight as if to consider how he would handle it.

"Do you need help?" Parker asked with his tray still in hand. Tim shook his head no.

Tim took the railing into his thick hands. The fat in his palms made it almost impossible for his to truly hold on to the rail. One step at a time, Tim heaved up his right leg then his left. Parker watched in awe of the man as his fat seemed to sway from one side to the other as each of his monstrously thick thighs pushed on as best they could.

Two steps in Tim was out of breath. Parker could hear his wheezing a few stairs and steps away. The Jock gulped as he watched afear tears of sweat trace down Tim's round face and disappear into his second chin. After what felt like an eternity, Tim finally hoisted himself up the last two steps. Parker stood silently waiting for his newfound companion to catch his breath. After a moment, without words, Tim gestured for Parker to continue. The Jock only walked a few more steps before opening a basic beige door into a large empty classroom.

"Come on in." Parker said. Tim, still out of breath, smiled and nodded. Parker felt the girth of Tim's body collide with his as the man tried to push past the taller jock and the door frame. Parker tried his best to keep support of the tray and hold the door as the man seemed to threaten to bulldoze his and the doorway down. And Tim finally emerged on the other side. He immediately made his way to one of the long tables. Pulling out one of the wheeled chairs, he sat. Parker felt his own breath disappear as he watched the fat melt outward, consuming the entire chair. The handles of the chair almost disappeared into the mounds of flesh barely concealed under the t-shirt. Remembering where the was the jock rushed the tray of food over to Tim. The fat man took one deep breath as he began fisting one of the massive doughnuts.

"Thank you for this by the way!" Tim said through bites of chocolate sweets.

"Of course." Parker said simply, "I love to watch others engage in their passions. There's something so primal about watching someone devour food like you..." Tim raised his eyebrow as he brought the second doughnut to his mouth before the first one was barely gone. "It's... sexy."

Tim felt a strange sensation that almost made him stop mid bite. Almost. He had never thought of his eating as sexy before, but there was something about Parker's gaze that piqued his interest.

Tim's breath hitched. "I... I don't know what to say." Another half of the donut disappeared. Parker stared in wonder. Slowly, the first that hung on for dear life continued to roll up the large man's frame, exposing the fleshy stomach beneath. The jock felt his throat dry. Tim's fat hung over the sides of his sweats, consuming the pants the same way he consumed food.

"I want to taste you," he said, his voice steady. Tim was surprised and yet somehow excited. He looked down at the donut in his hand and the food on the table. The jock chuckled, "Don't worry. You don't need to stop for me."

Tim stared at the older man, and he drew in closer. Without warning, Parker's lips pressed against his. Parker could taste the sweetness of the sugared doughnut all over the man's face. The jock's hands sand down to what remained of the man's rolled up shirt. Struggling a bit, Parker raised the fabric past Tim's massive arms. Unwilling to set the doughnut down, Tim tried his best to maneuver the shirt over his arms. Once it was completely off the fat man, Parker tossed it aside and stepped back.

Looking over the massive form seated before him, Parker could almost weep. The rolls and layers of fat seemed to ruffle like globs of fabric, one layer consuming the other. Tim sat almost motionless aside from the arm bringing the dessert back to his mouth.

Parker's eyes roamed over Tim's body, taking in every inch. "You're beautiful, Tim."

Tim blushed but stood his ground. "So are you." He said as he ate the last bit of the doughnut in his hands. His eyes fell on the burgers waiting for him.

Parker leaned in. With both hands, he lifted one of the melon-sized pecs that hung like women's breasts from Tim's torso. With a breath of desire, Parker began suckling on one of Tim's nipples. The larger man let out a small moan as he tried his best to reach past Parker to the hamburger calling his name. Tim fumbled with the wrapper, and Parker moaned into his chest. The slurping sound filled the empty room.

After a moment or two, Parker relented. Looking u,p he watched as a massive bite disappeared from the beef patty.

"Oh fuck baby," Parker mumbled, "I feel like I can see you getting fatter by the moment. The jock tried his best to spread his muscular arms over the wide frame of the dark-haired man but wasn't able, "I need more..." Parker lowered to the ground. With all the strength he could find, he tried his best to slide the chair back, but the wheels wouldn't budge. Tim used his thick legs to move the chair back slightly giving the jock access to his groan.

Parker had never been with a man of this body type. He looked at the mound of fat that hung over the two-draw string. His hands reached out to touch Tim's massive pound of fat, "I have never seen anything so beautiful."

"Th-a-nk y-ou." Tim said through bites of his cheeseburger. Parker had to admit his gasping and wheezing while chewing was somehow making him harder.

"Can you lift up for a moment?" Parker's low voice sent shivers through Tim's body. With a grunt, the large man pushed himself up an inch or two. That was all the blonde man needed. Quickly, he latched his fingertips around the waistband of the sweat pants and yanked with everything he had. As Tim's legs gave out and his massive frame hit the chair again causing he plastic to screech, the jock had ripped the pants and a large pair of briefs to his thighs.

Immediately, Parker was hit with a manly musk as the man's lower body was set loose. The two most massive thighs Parker had ever seen rested, almost attacking one another in front of him. The waves of stretch marks seemed to guide him to his target. With a look of amusement and desire, Parker was staring at a large pound of solid flesh.

"Where..." Parker chuckled slightly, "Where is your dick?" Where Parker was used to seeing a massive shlong there was nothing but pure fat. Tim was unphased. The burger in his hand was all he needed, and the second one was eyeing him from the table.

"Its down there somewhere... I'm sorry." Tim turned red.

"Don't be! Your fat is incredible!" Parker announced, "Just keep eating, you are fine!" Tim didn't need to hear that twice before tearing into the cheeseburger again. Parker could feel flakes of the bun falling onto the back of his head, but he didn't care. He was on a mission. "You're the size of a small house!

Pushing himself forward, he took his left forearm across Tim's midsection. Happy he never skipped arms day, Parker used the pressure from his arm to hoist, as best he could, the huge, massive fat that was Tim's stomach up. Using his own arm as a guard, Parker began digging around between Tim's thighs in search of something hard that resembled a dick. The larger man moaned against Parker's touch.

As the jock buried what felt like half his arms into the darkness of Tim's lower half he felt his hand run against the dip of what be believed was the man's dick. It was confirmed when Parker heard the whale of a man let out a moan. Trying his best, he wrapped a few fingers around the appendage he couldn't see. Unable to stroke the invisible cock he opted to squeeze and loosen his hands to create a suction effect that Tim seemed to enjoy.

"You are so hot." Parker looked up at the man. For a moment, he was in shock. He hadn't realized how deep he had gone. He was almost unable to see Tim's head over the mound of fat that sat above him. Without warning he felt the fat begin to shift and contort as the large frame began to move over him. For the briefest moment Parker was scared as he watched an ocean threatened to take him under. It was only a moment when he realized Tim was reaching for another sandwich.

"Fuck, you're a god damn house!" Parker almost yelled as the fat man leaned back. The chair beneath him cracked and moaned. Tim chuckled, what was left of his cock twitching in Parker's hand. The jock could hear the wrapper crunching overhead and Tim made love to the cheeseburger. The poor jock was devastated he was unable to take the fatter man's dick into his mouth the same way he ingested that meat.

"That feels good." Tim moaned into his food as Parker continued to manipulate the fat between his thighs.

"It's not enough," Parker panted, his eyes locked with Tim's. "I want more."

Tim grinned, his minuscule dick twitched in Park's grip, "More?" he asked, his voice a low growl. Parker pulled at his arm and slowly the length began to immerge from the depth between Tim's thighs. Carefully he let go of the mounds of fat he had been holding up. His arm felt immediate relief and yet somehow sad it had to let go at all.

Parker nodded, his hands reaching out to unbutton his own pants. "I want to fuck you." His voice a husky whisper. A look of shock came over the larger man's face.

Tim watched in awe as Parker stood up and slowly pushed his pants down. As the fabric dropped around his ankles the jock erection jumped into the air. For the first moment Tim was so awestruck that he took the cheeseburger from his mouth. Before him was the most perfect 12-inch uncut cock he had ever seen. Even before he had packed on the weight his dick had never been that big!

"Fuck, you're beautiful," Tim growled, his eyes locked on Parker's body.

Parker blushed, his cock twitching at Tim's words. "Thank you," he whispered, his eyes locked with Tim's, "I want to stick it all in you, baby."

"No." Tim said simply. Parker's heart sank. The seated man reached out desperately for the dick before him, "I want to eat it first!"

"Hell yeah!" The jock almost leaped at Tim. The blonde lifted one leg onto a small piece of the chair's handles that was still visible under the mounds of Tim's fat to help hoist his cock up as much as he could to reach the larger man.

Tim took Parker's cock in his mouth, his lips stretching wide to accommodate the massive girth. Park groaned, in shock. No one was ever able to take that much dick so quickly. He hoped Tim wasn't actually trying to eat him! Reaching down he grabbed ahold of Yim's hair as his dick disappeared into the larger man's throat. "That's it, take it all," he commanded, his hips thrusting forward.

Tim moaned; his mouth filled with Parker's cock. In his hand the cheeseburger bobbed about in with the motion of his head on the jock's dick. He could feel every inch of the blonde's length sliding down his throat, and it was fucking amazing! Almost as good as a juicy prime steak. He sucked and licked, his tongue swirling around the head of Parker's cock.

The older man groaned, his hips thrusting harder, fucking Tim's mouth. "Fuck, that feels amazing," he growled, his hands tightening in the man's hair.

Parker pulled back; Tim's lips popped off of the delicious piece of meat.

Tim groaned and gagged, trying to catch his breath. The jock moved back almost bumping into the table and tray of food waiting for its master. As if hearing him call, Tim pushed the cheeseburger back into his mouth. Unable to catch his breath and chew at the same time, Tim was forced to try and chew with his mouth open and take in air at the same time.