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A Gut Feeling, Part 2 (Conclusion)
🕑 Added 2021-05-03 03:46:30 +0000 UTCA year after the audition, Kit's life had changed considerably. He was right that he would stand out to the producers thanks to his height and good looks – they certainly noticed him the moment he walked in the room. Once they found out Kit also had a dazzling smile, an outgoing personality, and a background in fitness, the job was his. The contracts were signed later that week and the series went into production almost immediately.
The reintroduction of a workout routine into Kit’s life helped him put quite a bit of muscle back on. All the exercising he did for the series ended up adding about 75 pounds of muscle to his body, and at the end of the first year of production he weighed in around 375 pounds and looked a champion powerlifter with a super thick chest that taped out at 72 inches and somehow made his 48-inch waist seem small. He was still eating whatever he wanted and had the gut to show for it, but his pumped up muscles made him look like a completely different person than the flabby out-of-shape post-college student he had been.
When Kit would stride onto the set of “Get Fit with Kit,” every head would turn to ogle the golden god – he just had a presence that could not be ignored. Besides the body, the confidence he exuded and his natural charm attracted all kinds of admirers, especially among the production staff. Several of the twinky male assistants had gone home with Kit, and often more than one of them would end up in bed with him at the same time – one to feed him, one to massage his chest and arms, and one to take care of business down below. The little guys all got off on Kit’s extreme size and power and loved to take care of every inch of his body...and when he would tell them stories about how he grew into such a stud, they all came like crazy.
And it wasn’t just the team working on the series that loved Kit – the audience did, too. The series proved to be a big hit and was eventually syndicated across the country, and the cash just started pouring in to Kit’s bank account. He was able to afford a secluded mansion in the hills that came with all the luxuries, including 5 acres of beautifully landscaped lawns and gardens, a giant swimming pool and hot tub, indoor gym, wine cellar, and views of the entire city from the large terrace.
Kit also used the money to buy himself a completely new wardrobe. Gone were the sweatpants and ratty t-shirts, and in their place were custom-made designer duds from the biggest names in men's fashions. Even when he was working out, Kit insisted on wearing the absolute finest sportswear on the market. He loved showing off his body and wanted to make sure it wasn’t concealed by ill-fitting outfits.
Finally, Kit hired himself a staff to take care of his every need – a valet to help him get dressed in the morning and take care of his personal needs, a housekeeper to keep the mansion spotless, a full-time cook and nutritionist to prepare his meals, and a staff of gardeners to take care of his grounds.
But even with all this success and fame, Kit still wasn’t completely happy. He still felt badly about what happened to Dex at the audition a year earlier – taunting the poor man about his weight, getting him hot and bothered, and then watching as Dex most unexpectedly grew a huge erection and shot his wad while standing next to the craft services table. Dex fell backward onto the food and his extreme weight caused the table to collapse, which attracted the attention of everyone in the room. As people rushed over to help, they saw the poor man lying there covered in spinach dip and with a huge cum stain across his gray shorts.
Dex refused help from the onlookers and tried to get up himself, which only caused him to roll around in more of the food. He was eventually able to get up and ran from the room as fast as he could waddle, and he did not return. Kit pretended that he had nothing to do with the incident and was only standing nearby because he wanted a snack, but deep down he knew it was all his fault. His desire to win the job had been the cause of Dex’s fall.
Kit tried to forget about what happened and would assure himself that he would have gotten the hosting gig even if Dex had been in the running, but reflecting on it did leave him wondering if that was true. Eventually he decided that he couldn’t change the past, but he could try to find Dex and see if he could make his future any better.
It took some doing to track the man down, but Kit eventually tracked Dex down – he was living in a small apartment about 10 miles away and working as an at-home data entry clerk. Kit invited Dex to meet him at an upscale steakhouse for dinner and said he wanted to apologize and make things right.
Dex accepted almost immediately, so Kit scheduled a car to pick him up.
Just before 7:00pm that evening, Kit entered the restaurant as was seated at his regular table. The other diners watched as the huge man with the bulked up muscles walked past their booths, and many of them (even those on dates with their significant others) fantasized about spending some time with now-famous TV star. He kept an eye on the entrance and gasped when he first saw Dex.
Thanks to his sedentary job and his desire to stay hidden from the world, the ex-bodybuilder had continued to get fatter over the previous year and had accumulated 340 very flabby pounds on his 5’10” frame; any trace of his prize-winning bodybuilding physique had been smothered in an avalanche of flab. His gut seemed to enter the restaurant a good 10 seconds before the rest of him, and on top of it sat his giant moobs that jiggled under his maxed-out polo shirt as he walked. His backside had grown to gigantic proportions, spreading out wide in the sweatpants he had to wear because he couldn’t find a pair of regular pants that would fit him correctly.
Dex crashed into the seat when he arrived, which thankfully did not buckle under his tonnage, and he was clearly winded from the short walk. Kit thanked him for coming, and after they ordered some drinks and appetizers, he asked Dex what he had been doing for the past year.
“Mainly working from home,” said Dex. “I haven’t found any other jobs I’m qualified for. And I’ve been trying to lay low since…well, you know.”
“I’m so sorry about ruining your audition, Dex,” replied Kit. “It was stupid of me to act that way. I was just so excited to meet you.”
“Excited?” asked Dex as he stuffed a crab cake into his mouth. “To meet me…at that point in my life?”
“Truth be told, Dex. You weren’t the only one with an erection that afternoon. I was plenty hard, too, but thankfully nobody could tell with the track suit I was wearing. Look, I’ve always thought you were attractive, and the extra weight has only added to it.”
“You’re into big ugly guys?”
Kit reached across the table and put his hand on top of Dex’s. “First of all, you are big, but certainly not ugly – I think you are quite attractive. And I like guys all of shapes and sizes, but honestly, there’s something about a real mountain of a man that gets me going. When I saw you eating and starting talking to you about getting fat, it really turned me on.”
Dex blushed. “I’ve, un, never been with a guy before. But I have thought about it a lot. I mean, I assume a bigger guy would know better how to please another bigger guy more than somebody tiny and slender.”
“Well, I think you would be surprised, but yes. I know what I like, and I think a lot of bigger guys would like the same. Now please, let’s finish these crab cakes and the other appetizers and get us some entrées,” said Kit. Dex smiled and felt the happier than he had in a long time.
The two men continued eating (and eating and eating) and enjoying one another’s company, and eventually Kit asked if Dex would like to come back to his house for dessert. “My cook makes the best apple pie. You’ll love it.”
Dex agreed, so 15 minutes later they were gobbling down ice cream and pie in Kit’s kitchen. This was quickly followed a second pie and more ice cream, and then Kit offered a tour of the house to his guest. Dex agreed to that as well.
Kit started, of course, with the bedroom – it’s where he figured the night would end up anyhow, and he didn’t want to tucker Dex out with a lot of walking first. It was a magnificent room that was tastefully decorated and included a reinforced California King bed.
“You interested in…” he said to Dex.
Faster than expected, Dex lunged his giant body forward, stood up on his tiptoes, and began kissing Kit. The taller man was surprised at the action, but happy to see that Dex was indeed interested. He guided Dex toward the bed as their tongues explored each other’s mouths, and then used his powerful upper body muscles to hoist his guest up onto the sheets.
“Fuck, Kit, you must be so strong! Even when I was at my peak I don’t think I could have lifted someone as big as me up so high,” said Dex.
Kit smiled, and then grabbed the top of Dex’s shirt with both hands and tore it off the man. “These muscles can come in handy in a lot of situations.”
As soon as Dex’s shirt was torn apart, his bloated torso seemed to expand forward, as if the fabric had been a dam holding back a deluge. Acres of flab on Dex’s belly and chest started rippling like waves on the Pacific Ocean, and Kit dived right in. He leaned down and started kissing Dex’s torso and sucking on his moobs, enjoying the soft lard as he caressed it with his tongue.
Dex started to moan with pleasure. It had been several years since he had been with anyone, and he had forgotten how pleasurable to contact of another body could be.
Kit stopped for about 30 seconds to disrobe, revealing his beefy physique to Dex, and tossed his clothes on a nearby chair. He then pulled off Dex’s pants as well and climbed onto the bed, pushed past Dex’s enormous stomach, and straddled the big man’s body while sitting on his own knees.
“Are you going to, um, help me turn over?” asked Dex. He could feel Kit’s cock getting harder and harder as it pressed against his belly and assumed a climax would not be far behind.
“No, I want to see you face-to-face this first time. I want to look into your gorgeous brown eyes as I am fucking you.”
Dex was surprised as Kit’s suggestion but decided to go with it.
“God, you are so big, Dex. Look at all the blubber,” said Kit as held onto Dex’s jelly-like love handles and slid his cock around the many folds of Dex’s sloshing belly. “You just couldn’t stop yourself getting larger, could you? You just grew and grew and grew.”
“I was weak,” replied Dex with a sly smile, as he himself was also getting harder and harder. “I couldn’t help myself.”
Kit was pumping harder now, injecting his cock into the soft flesh. “But you did help yourself to another blueberry muffin, right? Maybe even a dozen muffins. And a few cartons of Ben and Jerry. You just took what you wanted and ate and ate and ate.”
“I did! I got so huge. All my muscle got covered up with fat!”
“Yeah!” replied Kit with a big smile. His cock was now fully engorged and pumping deep into Dex’s flabby crevasses. “You’re a man with desires and you indulged all of them, didn’t you? You took what you wanted like a real man! You ate with gusto and transformed into a fuckin’ Adonis! And you’re only gonna get bigger and bigger!”
Dex started sweating as Kit worked his belly. He put his hands on his giant moobs and fingered his burning nipples, and he had never felt sexier or more desired than this moment. “Oh, God! I’m gonna get so big! I love eating and I love growing, Kit! It make me so horny to think about getting enormous!”
As Kit continued to pump, he plunged his left hand down into Dex’s fat pad and grabbed the man’s stiffy and started fingering it as well. “That’s right, stud. You are going to get bigger and sexier – just a total monster who cannot stop growing! And I’m going to keep fucking you harder and harder with each pound you add!”
Both men couldn’t hold back any longer, and their cocks fired thick torrents of cum as a release. Soon afterward, they were both fast asleep in the giant bed with smiles on their faces.
