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The Next Big Thing, Part 5 (Epilogue/Conclusion)
🕑 Added 2021-03-20 15:12:06 +0000 UTCFive Years Later
Colin strutted up the staircase from his home gym toward his bedroom
The house he owned with his husband, Derek, was large. Really large. So big that most people would call it a mansion, but Derek and Colin simply referred to it as home. It was a 20,000 square foot building on 10 very private acres and featured 7 bedrooms, 7 bathrooms, and every amenity you could think of. As the biggest superstar in the WWE that provided mega-sized paychecks every week, Colin could easily afford it…and anything else he desired.
Derek and Colin’s bedroom, the largest in the house, was on the top floor. It had huge windows allowed the room to fill with natural light. Derek was still sleeping when Colin had left to go pump iron, but now that it was past 8:00am and the sun was up, he figured his husband must have risen.
It was Sunday, which meant it was a back and biceps day for Colin. It also meant the staff had the day off, so he was completely naked after his workout. He could feel his python-sized cock swinging between his superhuman quads as he climbed the stairs, and it started growing hard as he thought about Derek.
Colin entered the bedroom and could see the reflection of his 400-pound body in the mirrored wall across the room. He roughly had the shape of a giant barrel, with his thick neck and cannonball shoulders leading into his bulky midsection and then tapering down to his monster legs. Colin thought back to when he first got into wrestling as a 120 pound freshman, with his slim arms, flat abs, and gangly legs – any trace of that kid was long gone. He was a super-thick meathead now, and the crowds adored him whenever he stepped into the ring. He still did yoga and other aerobic activity to keep from getting winded, but most of his exercise was still good old-fashioned weightlifting that made him one of the strongest men in the world.
As Colin admired his physique, Derek stepped out of the walk-in closet. His body, too, had changed over the last five years for a number of reasons: a slowing of his metabolism as he got into his mid-20s, a decrease in physical activity thanks to the life of leisure provided by his husband’s career, and access to all the food in the house needed to provide the nutrition for a mega-sized wrestler. Instead of the slim 100-pound Derek that had connected with Colin five years ago on the beach, he was now 250-pound blubbery Derek who struggled to fit into anything smaller than an extra-large.
The change was noticeable everywhere. Derek’s face had gotten rounder as the pounds piled on, adding a few extra chins and plumping up his cheeks so he looked like a chipmunk getting ready for winter. He had managed to find a shirt that still fit his bloated torso, but it was so tight that it revealed every growing bulge of fat. His once-flat pecs were now two huge man-breasts that jiggled whenever he moved, and his ponderous belly just beneath them could be seen through the stretched gaps between the buttons. The shirt also revealed the bountiful love handles which had sprouted up on Derek’s sides and considerably thickened his frame.
Because Derek’s gut sloped downward in front of him, Colin could not make out what color underwear he was wearing, but he was pretty sure they must have been one of the new sized-44 pairs they had just purchased. Derek wasn’t wearing any pants, however, and Colin could see his we out of breath, so the wrestler assumed his husband had just lot a battle to pull them up over his doughy thighs and burgeoning ass.
“Baby, isn’t it time to move up another size?” asked Colin. “I’m sure the tailor would be happy to make you anything you need.”
Derek sighed. “I was just sure I was going to lose some of this flab.” It was a lie that Derek told himself, but deep down he knew the truth. He loved laying around the pool all day and scarfing down snack cakes too much.
Colin walked over and gave his husband a kiss. “Don’t do it on my account. I think you look fuckin’ hot this big. Just more Derek to love.”
Even though they had just had sex about an hour ago before Colin’s workout, Derek could feel his cock growing underneath his gut.
“I’m going to shower,” Colin said. “I assume you already have, but would you care to join me for a second one?”
Derek smiled and nodded.
Colin reached down, grabbed both lapels of Derek’s shirt, and yanked quickly. The shirt easily tore down the front, buttons popped everywhere, and Derek’s flab spilled out. “You’re never going to fit into that size again, hon,” said Colin.
“Damn, that feels so much better,” said Derek.
Colin took his husband by the hand and led him to the bathroom. “If you thought that felt good, just wait ‘til I fuck you in the shower.”
The two growing men entered the giant stall and turned on the hot water. As it sprayed down, Colin bent over Derek, spread his big ass cheeks, and began thrusting his cock inside. He grabbed his husband’s juicy love handles and said, “I love the new and improved you, Derek. I love that you have become so fuckin’ fat. I love that you are enjoying life and taking what you want.”
Derek grew harder and harder at Colin’s words. He had been initially horrified when he first started getting fat, thinking that Colin would want him to stay thin, but it turned out to be the reverse. With every pound that Derek gained, Colin wanted him more and more.
The big wrestler drew himself closer to his husband as he pumped his cock deeper and deeper, and Colin wrapped his engorged 28-inch biceps around Derek’s front. He then grabbed the two giant moobs in each hand and played with them as they fucked.
Colin then whispered in his man’s ear. “You’re just like me, baby. We need to be huge. Our bodies were meant to be gigantic. Me with my muscles and you with all this delicious flab. Every day we’re just going to grow and grow and grow.”
Soon both men climaxed as they fantasized about getting bigger, and their cocks erupted in unison. Derek felt Colin shoot inside him, and he was thankful that the big man was holding on to him so he didn’t fall forward from the blast. They then finished cleaning all their growing body parts, dried off, and headed downstairs for another huge breakfast.
