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It was the fourth week that Frank had been getting fast food nearly every night after work. The first couple days he had gave in without a thought, he’d only want it maybe one or two times, right? Wrong. The craving was so strong he felt the raw need to give in, ordering various things from different places, mostly McDonalds. It was getting obscene, really, getting fast food every night after his dinner and snack. Working evenings wasn’t easy, but he’d never go back to mornings. The one downside was that working evenings lead him to eat late, and what he usually wanted to eat at that time wasn’t the healthiest things. Add weed into the mix and you had an eat all the snacks in the cupboard kind of night.
He wanted to feel full, but “full” usually meant stuffed to him. That was what lead to him ordering two double cheeseburgers and a side of fry and drink from McDonalds on the Monday of the 4th week. He knew that it was disgusting for him to even eat that much food in one sitting, but it satisfied his craving just right. It was his first time ordering two cheeseburgers, he felt like a fat fuck as he finished the first one, grabbing and opening the other one without hesitation. He had put on a bit of weight but it wasn’t too much, just some softness added to his middle. It wasn’t really noticeable to anyone other than Gerard…
He hesitated in eating the burger when he thought about Gerard… his love, his everything. Gerard looked as good as the day he turned 21. Frank had been slowly putting weight on over the years, it had only really gotten a little more noticeable in the past month because of the fast food. Gerard hadn’t gained a pound since then. Well maybe a bit, but it wasn’t detectable at all. He didn’t know what his husband thought of it, he assumed he didn’t mind it. He even seemed affectionate towards it, patting and rubbing and even grabbing Frank’s softer belly. It was welcome, Frank loved the touching. He assumed if Gerard didn’t like it he wouldn’t be so affectionate towards it.
Frank had already finished the second burger by the time he was done thinking about his lovely husband. The fries were soon inhaled and all he had left was the Coke. He drove out of the parking lot and began the drive home once more, it didn’t take him long to stop and eat. Gerard hadn’t asked why he was a little later these nights. He probably assumed it was a bit of overtime. Frank felt his belt dig into his belly as he drove and he tried to shift it to relieve the pressure but it didn’t work, maybe he shouldn’t have gotten 2 double cheeseburgers. Who would have thought.
Pulling into the driveway of their single family home, Frank smiled with the thought of seeing Gerard. He couldn’t wait for hugs after a long day, maybe even a massage, Gerard gave the best massages.
Unlocking the door and stepping in, he saw Gerard on the couch in the living room, he jumped up and ran over, squeaking Frank’s name. He was met with a crushing hug from the taller man. It was welcome, completely. Frank wouldn’t want any other hug than Gerard’s bone crushing one. They kissed and hugged for a moment before Gerard stepped back.
“I thought you might be hungry after work, so I ordered a pizza for you… and me, but mostly you” He smiled, showing Frank the large pizza on the coffee table. “It’s a little cold since it had to wait, but pizza is good no matter what!” Gerard exclaimed adorably. “I waited for you to get back before I ate any too, so we could eat together…” Frank swore he could see something else behind Gerard’s big doe eyes, something mischievous.
However, what Frank was really worried about was how he was going to put away more food. He was already stuffed. Of course Gerard chose that night to order pizza for him. He hadn’t told his husband about the fast food, he was too embarrassed about it. So now Gerard thought he hadn’t ate since his break, or more… fuck. He was gonna be sick for sure.
Gerard, in fact, wasn’t innocent, and behind those eyes was a little plan he cooked up. Frank wasn’t exactly subtle or sneaky, Gerard had found receipts and fast food containers in the car for weeks after Frank worked, plus the weight he was putting on? It was so obvious to him, so he took it upon himself to have a little “innocent” fun. That innocent fun included stuffing Frank silly because he knew his husband didn’t want to admit his little habit.
“Thank you baby,” Frank hoped he didn’t look as nervous as he felt. “You know I love pizza…”
“Yes!! And I love you, how was work?” Gerard asked, his tone was sweet enough to seem fake. He grabbed plates from the kitchen connected to the living room. Frank went to the bedroom and changed into his biggest sweatpants to prepare for what was about to go down. He talked as he went back into the living room where he saw an eager Gerard waiting.
“It wasn’t bad, it was just another day, you know.” He said, he sat down and his eyes went to the large pizza. He’d eat a couple slices and save the rest for tomorrow… that would be a good lunch. He took two pieces just like Gerard did and he started eating. He felt okay until he finished the first piece, crust and all, then it hit him. He felt like his stomach was physically full, like he couldn’t put anything else in. He huffed softly at the discomfort and he saw Gerard’s eyes flit over to him. He continued eating the second piece and kept making little noises. He finished the second piece and put his plate down, Gerard jumped on that.
“Full already baby? You’ve barely started!” He exclaimed.
“I-I-yeah I had a couple snacks from Jeff at work, he makes a hell of a banana bread.” Frank said sheepishly. He knew it sounded like a lie.
“You didn’t bring any home?! Frank Anthony Iero.” Gerard crossed his arms in fake anger. “Do you need to learn how to treat your husband?” He giggled, of course he knew that was a straight up lie, when they kissed he could smell the cheeseburger on Frank’s breath. Frank blushed beside him.
“S-sorry Gee, I’ll ask him for some tomorrow…” He said and sat back, not touching the pizza. Gerard’s eyes stayed on him, he wasn’t going to back down. Frank was convinced he knew something.
“Is that right, Frankie?” Gerard put his own plate down and crawled on the couch towards his husband, getting onto his lap. “Is it Jeff who’s been feeding you up for me?” He asked coyly.
Frank’s eyes widened and his face contorted as he processed what his husband said. “What?!” He exclaimed and looked up at Gerard. “What are you talking about?”
“Don’t play dumb Iero…” He grabbed Frank’s chin and pulled it up a bit to look at him more. “Can you tell me where all this is coming from?” His other hand went to Frank’s soft love handle, squeezing gently, running it along to cup his lower belly, squeezing there too. Frank sputtered and blushed, not knowing what to say. His face burned as Gerard touched him.
“I-I-I-“ He stuttered as he tried to explain his situation.
“You don’t have to be shy baby…” Gerard’s hand let go of his chin and cupped his cheek intimately. “I already know what you’ve been doing.” A devilish smirk was on his lips as he spoke.
“You do!? How?!”
“I want you to tell me what you’ve been doing.” He demanded, ignoring his husband’s attempts at getting around talking about it. Frank’s face burned and he hesitated.
“… I-I’ve been getting takeout every night and eating it in the car… and not telling you.” He said shamefully, and tried to drop his gaze but Gerard’s hand went back to his chin, forcing him to look up.
“Keep looking at me when you speak… that’s right. And why have you been lying to me baby?”
“B-because I’m embarrassed.”
“And why are you embarrassed?” It was staring to feel like a therapy session.
“Because you’ll think I’m gross…” Shame built up in Frank’s chest as he spoke, little did he know what was about to happen.
“Quite the opposite…” Gerard blushed and leaned back, grabbing a piece of pizza. “Can you handle another piece?” He asked. Of course he picked the biggest fucking piece possible.
“Hold on, you’re into… whatever this is?” Frank asked, confused. Gerard nodded and blushed, looking a little shameful himself.
He broke character for a moment, “Y-yeah, I um… It’s just hot. I’ve been getting off to the thought of you stuffing yourself every day for a couple weeks…” Frank looked intrigued, Gerard was nervous he wouldn’t like it.
“Fuck…” Frank blushed and looked down at his bloated belly, then at the pizza. “Why are you so fucking hot Gee-“ He was shut up when the pizza was shoved into his mouth. He blushed and took a big bite. “I-I can handle this…” He said through the mouthful. “But nothing more… why do you like this?”
“I like soft things.” Gerard said and used his other hand to squeeze Frank’s love handle again, almost making him moan. “Indulgence is just purely euphoric and that makes it so hot… as well as the effects. You knew eating fast food every day was gonna make you gain weight but you did it anyways.” Frank saw him shudder at his own words. Frank felt the half-hard become a full hard as Gerard spoke. He did know that the extra food would make him fat… fuck… that shit was kinda hot. Gerard fed him another bite and he blushed.
“I-I kinda like it-“
“Shh… focus on eating. You know you’re gonna have another piece after this right?” Gerard asked, eyes dark.
“W-what? But I can only handle this one! I’m so stuffed baby!” To emphasize how full he was, Frank pressed his free hands to his belly and stretched his oversized shirt like a second skin, showing how far his belly pushed out.
“Doesn’t look like it…” Truth was Frank looked stuffed to hell. He wanted to throw the pizza down and fuck him right there. “I promise it’ll only be a small piece.” Frank nodded and continued eating the big one, he felt so fucking full he was sure he was going to be sick. Gerard got off and sat beside him, arm extending to rub his belly. He watched as his hand worked the stuffed gut he had, it actually helped to calm it down. Soon enough the piece was gone and Gerard chose a small one for Frank’s last piece, but at least he was almost done. The belly rub at stopped him from feeling nauseous, and it had freed up a little space, so to say. Gerard mumbled small praises, “You’re so good baby.” He said softly.
“T-thank you.” Frank groaned and arched his back, belly in hands, feeling how full he was. “I don’t think I’ve ever been fuller, Gee…” He blushed as he saw the hungry look on his husband’s face.
“I knew you liked to eat and I wondered when the weight would come…” His eyes were focused on Frank’s belly. “You look so big right now…” He said and Frank blushed.
“You really think this is hot?” He asked and patted his belly.
“Who do you think just fed you two extra pieces of pizza while you said you couldn’t? Of course I do…” Frank blushed at Gerard’s words and huffed.
“Well now you’ve stuffed me so much you have to take care of me, so, could you get me some water, please?” Frank was still kind even when he wanted to be assertive.
“Of course Frankie, you just stay right there.” Gerard said and got up, Frank got a peek of his boner and blushed, he really wasn’t fucking with him.
Frank didn’t know what to think about the situation, it turned him on to hell, and that was what was confusing. He didn’t know why the hell he found it so hot but he remembered the half boners he’d have after stuffing himself after work. It was no wonder this turned him on as well. He wouldn’t mind being a bit heavier if it meant he got to eat good food, and be stuffed and touched by his husband who loved soft things. It was the perfect set up, he didn’t think he could resist if he tried.