Michael laughed as he watched Luke stuff another Christmas cookie in his mouth. Luke raised an eyebrow at him while he chewed.
"You sure do like sweets at Christmas time." Michael smirked as he looked Luke up and down.
Luke blushed and looked down at his body. His belly had puffed out from the endless amount of junk food he's been eating. It poked out of his tight shirt slightly but was being held back by his jeans. He knew if he ate enough the button would pop off. His thighs were thicker and it felt more comfortable to sit from the extra padding on his butt.
"It feels good." Luke mumbled and took another cookie.
Michael nodded. "I didn't think you could look more beautiful but you proved me wrong."
Luke looked up and smiled at him. "Feed me?"
Michael grinned and went to get more sweets from the kitchen.
Luke finished the rest of the cookies while he waited for Michael to come back. When he finally did, he was holding two pies, a cake, more cookies, and a plate of brownies.
"Isn't that what we have to bring for Christmas dinner?" Luke asked.
"Yeah, but I'd rather see you eat it all now. Plus, we can always get more." Michael replied and sat next to his boyfriend. He started feeding Luke the cake first. He was halfway through when Luke couldn't take the pain of his belly holding back anymore. He breathed out quickly and watched as the button on his jeans popped off and shot across the room. Michael moaned. "You're so hot." He stuffed another slice of the rich chocolate in Luke's mouth.
Luke finished the rest of the treats within the hour. When he was done, he sat back while Michael rubbed soft circles in his aching belly.
"You did so good, love." Michael leaned down to kiss his boyfriends stuffed tummy.
Luke hummed in response.
They sat in comfortable silence until something came to Luke's mind. "I don't have any clothes that fit me properly."
Michael smirked. "Then I guess our family's are really going to see how chubby you've gotten. I'm sure your mum's gonna have a fit over you practically bursting out of your clothes."
Luke hummed. "After Christmas we definitely have to keep doing this."
Michael nodded in agreement and licked his lips. "You're gonna wear tight stuff to dinner."
Luke furrowed his eyebrows. "Duh. We already know I don't fit in anything."
"No, I mean we're going to go through everything and find out what's the tightest. You'll look even fatter than you are. You'll probably even pop a button or rip your pants at dinner. I want to see everybody's reaction when it happens."
Luke moaned. "I'd ask you to fuck me but I'm way too stuffed." He pouted.
Michael chuckled. "Poor baby."
