Chris grabbed the fat boy's thick and jiggly love handles as he shoved his tongue into his mouth, making sure the plump hookup knew he was in charge. He ran his hands around to his ass, feeling basically a lawn of long body hair laying overtop of what could only be described as a child bearing woman's ass. Chris was obssesed with fucking fat men on the down low, especially ones with feminine figures. He had anonymous profiles on all the hookup apps to hunt them out, and once he sent photos of his thick muscled, hairless doryphoros-like body, they quickly asked when he was free next. He'd never be caught dead openly showing interest in these fat slobs, as he thought of them, let alone ever consider dating one. He just fucked them, or let them fuck him and obsessed over the way their lard moved in waves as he did, then booted them out as quickly as possible after he nutted.
"Bend over, I want my face in that ass, fat boy." Chris said as he pulled away from kissing the fat boy.
"Hehe... If it's cool, I'd rather you not call me that." The fatboy said blushing slightly.
"Heh, why. It's what you are." Chris grabbed the overhang of his hookup and locked eyes with him, "You're a lardboy. Clearly addicted to eating and stuffing that fat face of yours. You're a hairy slob and you're lucky to be hooking up with me." He kept a firm grip on the overhang the entire time, and at the end shook it aggressively, watching the rest of the fat boy shake and jiggle with it. Chris saw the enthusiasm fade from the guy's face for a second, before a little grin crept across his face. "Fine, call me whatever you want. But I'm fucking you so you can feel all this fat ontop of you."
The two continued sucking, rimming and making out for what felt like hours until Chris ended up on his back with the big boy pumping in and out of his hole, his gut pushing Chris's legs apart. He was covered in sweat and dripping on Chris, obviously this fatty didn't excurt this much physical energy that often. His dick was decent but Chris could feel his fatpad pushing up against his ass every time his dick was as far as it could get inside him. It only drove Chris more wild, this guy's cock was being devoured by his fat? Just meant that in a few months Chris might have a new hole to fuck on this guy. Maybe not though, he didn't like to fuck the same fat boys twice, otherwise they might get the idea he was actually into them.
Chris saw the fat boy's face start to tense up, he was about to come. Chris jerked his own dick harder, the fat boy pumping faster, his eyes opening as he locked eyes with Chris again. "You like seeing all the fat jiggle, feeling the weight on top of you?" he asked Chris. "Fuck yeah..." Chris replied, looking down at the fat ass' heavy moobs that basically resembled actual breasts, jiggly and bouncing in every direction "... fill me up with your fat load" Chris begged. The fat boy grinned again "Here it comes." His face tensed up again and he moaned loudly as Chris could feel his hot load filling him up inside. He felt his body tingle all over, starting from his guts and outward, the sensation ending in his stomach as Chris shot his own load all over his own stomach. He looked down as his dick spurted all over, he could've sworn he saw his stomach quickly rise and then go back down sorta like how it does when you hiccup.
The fatboy, still breathing heavy and sweating slowly pulled his quickly softening dick out of Chris, but as he did Chris felt... off. He always felt that "empty space" after getting fucked but this was different. Just as quickly as he felt it, he heard his stomach gurgle, then groan loudly and then a wave of hunger, no, starvation washed over him. The fatboy stared at Chris knowing exactly what he was feeling, Chris' fixation still on his stomach. "Hey." the fat boy said, snapping Chris' attention back to him. "I'm going to clean up and get changed, mind dropping me at work?" Chris scoffed, "Uhh, sorta yeah. I've got stuff to do today." Like finding something to eat, ASAP. "It's not far. I work at the Big Boy Burger just down the street" Chris felt and heard his stomach groan again, reminding him that it needed to be filled. "Fine, I guess. But can you at least get me a meal for free? And I'm dropping you off in the back, don't want people to get the idea that we're together."
