Jordan

The first time I saw him, I couldn't stop staring at him. And he did the same.

One of my friends caught me staring at him one day, and he confronted me about it, "Dude, have you talked to him yet?" He nudges me.

"No... What if he doesn't like me back."

"Only way to know is to talk to him, come on," he grabs my arm and takes me over to him, "Hey Jordan, this is my friend Derek."

He waves at me and smiles, "Hey Derek, nice to meet you." I wave back at him.

My friend gives me a thumbs up and walks away.

Jordan stands up and walks towards me, he puts his arm on my shoulder, "I've seen you around here and I think you're pretty cute, here's my number," He hands me a piece of paper with his number on it and his name next to it, "I gotta go to class, see you later," and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek.

I blush a lot, "Uh..."

My friend walks up to me, "See, I told you things would go well."

"Wh- what just happened-" I watch him walk away and he turns back to wave at me.

"I would say, that you have yourself a date," He pats my back.

"Yeah..." My phone buzzes, it's from Jordan.

J: Heyy Im free this weekend if you want to come over

D: Sounds good, I can bring some things so I can stay over, if thats ok with you

J: That sounds perfect! And if your ok with it, we can do some things too ;)

D: Sure! But I do want to get to know you a bit before then. Just in case things don't work out

J: Yeah, I completely understand. Ive just been so excited to finally talk with you

D: Same here

We talked for quite a while and got to know each other a bit better. Before I knew it, it was already the weekend. So I got my things together and drove over to his place.

He sees my car pull up in the driveway and he runs out to hug me, "Derek! I'm so happy to see you," I chuckle and walk up to the house with him.

We sit down on the couch and he looks at me, "Can I ask you something, it's... weird. But I want to know if you're okay with it," He sits down next to me.

"Sure, don't worry about whatever it is... I won't see you any different," I lean my head on his shoulder and wrap my arms around him.

He blushes, "Thanks, um," He looks at me for reassurance and I smile at him, "Do you think you could... inflate me?"

I look at him and he seems very nervous about asking that, "Like I said..." I move my hand to his flat stomach and slip my hand under his tank top, "Don't worry about it, I'm up for anything."

After a few minutes of silence, I stand up and grab a bike pump. I ask him, "Do you want me to put the hose in? Or did you want to."

"I want you to, please," He looks at me. He is blushing so much right now and it makes me smile.

I put the hose in him, "Are you ready?" He nods, we both sit down on the couch and I start pumping.

He is pretty skinny so with the first few pumps we can already see his belly filling up.

He closes his eyes, "This feels amazing~"

I watch as his tank top forms to his growing belly, "Just let me know when you want to stop, okay?" He smiles and gives me a thumbs up and leans his head back with his eyes still closed.

I smile and continue pumping. He starts rubbing his belly after a little while and groans softly.

"Do you want me to stop?"

He nods slowly, "Just one more..." I pump him one last time and he lifts his head.

He looks over at me and puts my hand on his belly. I squeeze it gently and he chuckles, "I love you..."

My heart flutters, "I love you too Jordan," I look at him, he's so beautiful.

I lean forward and put my arm around his neck and put my hand on his back, "Can I?" He nods. I look into his eyes and I kiss him. After a while, we finally pull apart and I put a hand on his belly, "You are amazing in so many ways."

"I am so glad that you're into this too," he looks at his belly and chuckles slightly. But then goes silent, "The last guy I was with... when I told him about this, he got up, from right where you're sitting, called me a freak and left..."

"Well he can drive into a ditch for all I care. I will always be here for you and will do whatever I can to make you comfortable," I look at him and see tears in his eyes, "Hey... Jordan, it's okay," I wipe his tears with my sleeve. I set the pump down and hug him, he starts crying on my shoulder, "I promise, for as long as I live, I will never hurt you like that bastard did."

"The reason I asked so soon was because I felt that you were different. And I was right," He continues to hug me, "I am so glad that you're not like him."

"I'm not judgmental like most guys are. Sure, there are some lines I will never cross, but nothing you say could make me love you any less," I ruffle his hair and it makes him laugh.