Kenji languished for a moment in the front seat of his truck, absentmindedly raking his fingers through the dense mass of his hair. Reaching under the dark recesses of the driver seat, he groped about until he felt the cool metal of his sunglasses. A wide pearly smile spread in victory across his face as he pulled them from their hiding spot and placed the sunglasses on his face. Popping the sun visor down, Kenji's grin grew bigger as he assessed his reflection. "Looking good, my guy," he said to himself as he opened the driver's side door while grabbing his repurposed gym bag packed with a towel, sunscreen, and beer.
The summer pool party was an annual tradition of Kenji and his friends, gathering together to drink, carouse, and generally have a great time together as they shared occasionally fabricated renditions of their ongoing summer exploits. Kenji's friend Dan would regale the men with tales of his many bedded conquests while Amari would expound on his latest personal records lifting in the gym. Occasionally Chris would chime in with the latest book he had read and which portions he found particularly interesting but the guys would loudly boo and harass Chris to eat another twinkie and shut up.
Kenji strode confidently towards the backyard after opening a side fence, his thick thighs and ass built by months of biking accentuated by tight tropical swim trunks. An unbuttoned cotton white oxford showcased his sculpted midsection below a broad chest representing hours of increasingly heavy sets of bench press. Kenji approached the end of the walkway leading to the pool and clenched his stomach to highlight the curves of his abdominal muscles. Admittedly not the most physically fit of the group (that was Amari by a mile) Kenji had spent relentless amounts of time honing his currently well defined physique. This group was constantly arguing over who was the fittest of the friends and Kenji was damned well committed to eventually owning that title.
Turning the corner to the sounds of splashing and laughing, Kenji immediately released his held breath and abdomen in surprise. His friends were all there already, conversing around the barbeque drinking beer, lounging on the side steps of the pool, or gathering by the food table. All of the men were shirtless, their torsos glistening with sweat or pool water. It appeared similar to the pool party Kenji had always attended with his friends but with one element that had caused Kenji to stop dead in his tracks. All of his friends were fat. Really fat.
Dan was tending the barbeque, loudly sharing a story of hitting on someone at a random bar. This was usual behavior for Dan, each sentence usually punctuated by a bicep flex or wink. Kenji shook his head in disbelief as he cautiously began stepping forward. From behind, Dan's two plump lovehandles shook as he gesticulated and when he turned around and waved at Kenji midstory, a round doughy potbelly jiggling with the movement in tandem with a soft pair of male breasts. Kenji had seen Dan two weeks prior when they had gone bike riding together and the man had been easily seventy to eighty pounds lighter. Dan shoved a hotdog in his mouth as he continued to talk, followed by a deep swig of beer, a loud belch, and Kenji could have sworn he saw Dan's belly grow even bigger and softer. The man's swimsuit looked like it was moments from bursting off in tatters.
'Hey Kenj, catch waves buddy!' The familiar sound of Amari's bombastic voice broke Kenji's incredulity at Dan's size for a moment as a wave of pool water hit Kenji's legs. Kenji's eyes swung to the voice's point of origin and initiated a new point of gawking. Amari had cannonballed into the pool which had caused the large surge of water to dampen Kenji's trunks. As Amari rose from the water, his usually chiseled face had been replaced with puffed out cheeks and a large double chin. The enormous muscles the guys had always been covertly, or even overtly jealous of, had melted away and been replaced with rolls and folds of fat. The man was a tubby whale of a person. Amari struggled to pull himself out of the pool, ultimately failing to heft his enormous largess. Amari opted to walk to the shallow steps that led out of the pool.
