“Leave the boy alone, a good meal and a full stomach makes life worth living!”

 

“But it’s t’last thing that ‘e needs, Dad!”

 

“Oh ‘e’s young, ‘e’ll be fine. Let ‘im ‘ave what ‘e wants.”

 

Danny liked coming to Grandpa’s. It wasn’t just that he cooked the best Sunday roasts in all of England or even that he let him have three large portions of apple pie, it was how he always took his side against his Dad.

 

“Yeah, leave me be. I’m still ‘ungry!”

 

“You’re always bloody ‘ungry! You’d eat me out of ‘ouse and ‘ome if yu could.”

 

“‘’E’s in my ‘ouse and Iv’e cooked this meal ‘specially for you and ‘im. ‘E’s  welcome to as much as ‘e feels like!”

 

“Thank you, Grandpa.”

 

“Oh, for God’s sake!”

 

Grandpa Jones was a good cook because he had been a butcher for thirty years. He ran his own shop on the corner of Fenchurch and Gloucester Street until two years earlier when the opening of the new supermarket forced him to retire early. Like many of his generation he had a habit of overcooking the vegetables, boiling the peas and carrots till they were nothing more than soggy mush, but this was made up for by the best thick cuts of topside beef, roast and new potatoes, three large homemade Yorkshire puddings, and the gravy. He made the thickest, brownest gravy that smothered the entire meal. Danny would drown his dinner in so much of it that it almost overflowed from the side of his plate. The remainder of it he would mop up with four slices of thick cut home baked white bread.

 

His bulging belly ached terribly from all the food but he wasn’t about to let his Dad know that.

 

“Can I have that final bit of pie please, Grandpa?”

 

“‘Course yu can, lad.”

 

Jim just groaned. There was no point arguing with his Dad and certainly not “in ‘is own ‘ouse”. He’d just have to take it up with his fat son in the car.

 

Danny took the last large slice of pie and smothered it in thick yellow custard. He emptied the jug so that his bowl almost overflowed with the sweet fattening sauce. He was no longer hungry in the slightest but was determined to finish it all. He dug his spoon in and took a huge bite of the now cold custard and pie. He overfilled his greedy mouth causing the custard to drip from his lips and down his soft double chin. He wiped it with his wrist and then licked the smudge of custard off the back of his hand. His father tutted loudly. He swallowed and dug his spoon back in.

 

He finished the pie in a couple of minutes, and finished his meal by lifting his bowl to his mouth to drink the last of the custard.

 

“Danny! Where are yu bloody manners!”

 

“Give up Jim, ‘e ain’t dinin’ at the bleedin’ Queen’s table!”

 

“Yu spoil the boy rotten Dad. Nuffin’ good’ll come of it!”

 

Danny licked his bowl so clean that it could have been put straight back in the cupboard. He placed it back down on the place mat in front of him and laid his spoon in it.

 

“Thanks again Grandpa. Dinner was excellent as normal.”

 

“No problem lad. Now be a good boy, grab us all a beer and put t’telly on, Fools n ‘orses ’ll be on soon.”

 

“‘Course Grandpa.”

 

Danny pushed his chair back. He felt all the weight of his overstuffed belly as he stood up. He liked feeling this full, but damn it hurt. His Dad noticed the look of pain on his face. Danny let out a big breath of air, like a man four times his age, and looked down at his swollen belly. It was round and heavy and overhung his jeans by a couple of inches. He turned his back to his Dad and cupped the underside of it in an attempt to ease the strain and get a good feel of just how fat he was. He hoped his Dad wouldn’t notice. Jim watched him struggle under his bloat and tutted once more as his fat lard-arsed son wobbled to the kitchen.

 

They stayed at Grandpa’s house for another hour or so watching telly, under which time he drank three cans of Banks’ Bitter, courtesy of Grandpa. His Dad complained about this too but he paid him no heed. He was old enough to drink now and in truth had been doing so since he was fourteen. Three pints barely touched his wide sides.

 

As he climbed into his Dad’s Sierra he knew that he wouldn’t hear the last of it all the way home. His Dad always took his dislike of Grandpa out on him. He was sure that his Dad was right when he said that Grandpa had been really strict with him when he was young, but he couldn’t understand why he resented how he wasn’t the same way with him. Surely it was a good thing that Grandpa had become a kinder man in his old age?

 

Danny slammed the passenger door in order to ensure that it was properly shut and reached around to his seatbelt. He pulled hard on it three times, it often jammed. Eventually he managed to getl it around his abundant girth and clicked it into the locking mechanism. It sat snug under his heavy overhang accentuating the size of belly.

 

“Look at the size of that!”

 

“Of what?”

 

“Of what ‘e says! Of what? That bleedin’ belly o’ yours!”

 

“It ain’t that big!”

 

“Ain’t that big!? It’s obscene on a boy your age!”

 

“I just got ‘n ‘ealthy appetite, that’s all.”

 

“‘Ealthy? What’s ‘ealthy ‘bout ‘avin four bleedin’ puddin’s!?”

 

“Grandpa d’int mind.”

 

“Grandpa’s just tryin’ t’make up for past sins, an’ you’re payin’ for it.”

 

“At least ‘es nice t’me!”

 

“Tough love is what yu need boy. Not nice! Ain’t nuffin’ nice ‘bout bein’ a fat Butterbean!”

 

“I ain’t fat!”

 

Jim kept on having a go at him but Danny had stopped listening. He just stared longingly out of the window at the new McDonald’s they were building out on the ring road.

Danny, Johnny, and Mikey paid no attention to the sign on the Newsagent’s door that said ‘No more than two children at a time’, they never did. Stopping at the shop for snacks had been a pre-school ritual for years and they had it down to a T.

 

Raj never challenged them if they were only three so they entered the tiny corner shop and pretended to discuss which chocolates and drinks to buy while they waited for the girls. Sarah and Lousie entered to the sound of the bell above the door a moment later. Raj looked up at them;

 

“Oi, no more than two at a time. ‘Ow many times ‘av I told yu?”

 

Raj always looked at the school girls in their tight uniforms.

 

Danny and his mates took full advantage of the distraction and filled their trouser and jacket pockets as quickly as they could. They slid the large Dairy Milks down the back of their trousers and stuffed the cold cans of cola down their shirts.

 

“Don’t worry Raj, we’ll go. We’re late for school any’ow,” shouted Dann as the boys were already halfway out the door.

 

Sarah and Louise proceeded to the counter and asked for ten Embassy No.1s. Sarah lent forward on the counter so that Raj could see down her cleavage.

 

The five of them met at the bench on the next corner. Danny and Mikey were already munching their way through their latest stash when the girls approached. The girls lit a cigarette each and handed one to Johnny. They knew that the two fat boys preferred chocolate to fags.

 

“‘Ow much yu’s git?” Sarah asked.

 

The boys laid their feast of crap out on the bench next to them, they’d nicked; four cans of Pepsi, five Twix’s, six bags of  Walkers Crisps, a triple pack of Wine Gums, two Mars Bars, a KitKat, and three large Cadbury’s Dairy Milk bars.

 

“No Creme Eggs?” Louise asked with a tone of disappointment.

 

“It ain’t fuckin’ Easter,” Johnny responded, “they ain’t got any.”

 

“Are you two seriously gonna eat all that before school?” Sarah asked.

 

Danny knew that this was a challenge. They had played this game before.

 

“Whatja reckon Mikey?

 

“We gotta be goin’ in ten mins or we’ll defo be late.”

 

“I don’t reckon yu’s can.” Sarah teased.

 

“Wanna bet?” Danny asked.

 

“Ok,” She responded.

 

“Whata t’stakes?” Mikey asked.

 

“If yous fail to eat it all in ten mins then yu’s ‘ll ‘av t’buy us beer after school?” Sarah suggested.

 

“Sounds fair boys,” said Johnny, “But what if they win?”

 

“Then Sarah ‘as to give both me and Mikey a blowie behind t’bikesheds,” Danny said with confidence.

 

“Yu’s is on!” Agreed Sarah, a bit too quickly.

 

“Sarah, really?” Said Louise, out of concern for her friend.

 

“Oh, don’t be so frigid Lousie!”

 

Don’t be such a slag, thought Louise. But she knew better than to say anything of the sort in front of the boys if she didn’t want a bitch fight to break out.

 

Johnny set the timer on his Casio watch and the boys began to eat.

 

The cans of Pepsi were shared out, two a piece, as were the crisps (three each), the rest of the stash was up for grabs. Danny didn’t say anything but he was determined to eat more than Mikey.

 

He unwrapped the Wine Gums and tipped a whole roll into his mouth in one go. Mikey started on the KitKat and consumed all four fingers with two large bites. Breaking them off and eating them separately, as was the design, was out of the question if they were to consume enough in time.

 

Mikey hadn’t always been a fat kid but he had ballooned in the last three years or so. Danny first noticed it as his fifteenth birthday party when his best mate and him had argued over who could eat the most cake. They’d probably had about six slices each but Mikey had insisted that he’d had eight and his tummy was starting to look like he had. He wasn’t fat at this point but he was clearly swollen with food and his appetite just seemed to grow from there.

 

Danny on the other hand had always been tubby and his Dad had always let him know it. He too had grown significantly in the past few years, much to his Dad’s ire. It was almost as if there was some sort of magnetic competitiveness between the two friends that drove them to keep consuming and growing.

 

Mikey finished one of the large Dairy Milks before cracking open his first can of Pepsi. The large amount of Chocolate had created a ravishing thirst in him and he down the can in one. Danny copied him and grabbed at the bags of crisps. He tore the first one open and poured the contents into his mouth. He opened the next one before he had even swallowed. He looked over at his best friend to see if he was struggling or not. He wasn’t.

 

Mikey was a good looking kid in spite of his round figure. He had loose blonde hair that badly needed cutting, deep brown eyes, and a round handsome face. His cheeks were puffed out due to the last three years of serious overeating and his belly was consistently large. It was a warm day so he had removed his jacket and his white school shirt clung tautly to his rounded out tummy. His shirt had started out the day tucked in but had quickly given up on this as soon as the fat youngster had left the house. His bulbous love handles pulled it too far to either side and there wasn’t quite enough fabric left to prevent at least a little bit of his soft bloated skin from showing itself to the early summer sun.

 

Danny watched his good looking friend loosen his school tie and unbutton his collar as they both started on the Twix’s.

 

“Three minutes left,” Johnny said.

 

Both boys picked up the pace and took barely twenty seconds to scoff down a Mars bar each. They then reached for the same can of Pepsi and almost began to fight over it until Sarah handed the remaining one to Mikey who once more downed it in one go. He burped loudly and the Sarah giggled. Johnny lit another fag as the boys continued to eat.

 

Mikey could feel that his stomach wasn’t yet full but the feeling of nausea came over him anyway. He knew he wasn’t going to be sick but damn he could really do with something savoury to balance out all of this sweet. His pace slowed slightly and Danny took stock.

 

His belly was feeling stretched to the max. Still wearing his jacket he began to sweat in the heat and small beads ran down his forehead, from his short black hair, and onto his swollen cheeks, stuffed full of chocolate. His shirt had never been tucked in. It was at least a size too small for him and barely covered his big swollen belly. He had asked his Dad to buy him a new one but had only received the respected reply of “No chance, lose some fuckin’ weight instead!” Sarah had noticed that Danny’s shirt was stretched open around the buttons, allowing her to see inside to the soft round mound of fat that was to blame for its imminent demise.

 

Both boy’s bellies splayed out into their laps where their school trousers clung tightly to their ever thickening thighs. They kept eating but Danny was quicker and he finished off the Twixs and Wine Gums.

 

“One minute left,” Johnny said with excitement. This was going to be close.

 

They both unwrapped a large Dairy Milk bar each, all that was left of the feast.

 

“Oh my God, I think they’re going to do it!” Louise shouted.

 

Both fat boys now had chocolate smeared around their greedy gobs. They took huge bites in unison, easily eating five or six squares at a time. Danny looked into Mikey’s eyes. He looked so happy. They both swallowed the final pieces of their chocolate bars with barely a few seconds left. They smiled widely and instinctively rubbed their stuffed bellies with glee.

 

Danny felt so full, greedy and proud. His fingers were stained with chocolate and had crisp fragments stuck to them. He tried to wipe them clean on the side of his trousers. He looked up at Sarah and beamed;

 

“Toldja we could do it!” He said through the broadest smile.

 

“Easy as stealing candy from a baby!” Mikey added.

 

“You fat fucks would probly do that ‘n all!” Louise said, “You’re not actually gonna go through with it are yu?” She continued, turning to Sarah.

 

“A bets a bet,” she said, whilst trying desperately to pretend to be disappointed.

 

Both fatties smiled from greedy ear to greedy ear. Today was going to be a good day. The sun was shining and their big bloated bellies were already satisfyingly full of fattening snacks.

 

“We’s gotta go,” Sarah said, “We’re gonna be late for school if we walk at your pace, an’ I don’t want no detention. We’ll see yu’s at lunch.”

 

“See you at lunch Sarah,” Danny said. He didn’t give a shit if he was late for school. He was going to get his dick sucked.

It was fish Friday and Danny and Mikey were already half way through their plates of fish and chips when Sarah entered the dinner hall. There were about two hundred other kids in the hall and she had to scan over at least half of the tables before she spotted her favourite two fatties happily filling their faces. She watched them eat for a minute or two from a distance.

 

Mikey in particular was savouring every bite of the thick crunchy batter. She watched his chubby cheeks fill and bounce as he chewed every large mouthful. Every time he swallowed she swore that she could see his oesophagus open inside his fat neck as the next large portion made its way towards his ever expanding belly. Danny was dipping three or four chips at a time into a big dollop of ketchup before seemingly sucking them into his greedy gob. His belly looked even bigger than it had that morning, his white school shirt looked even tighter. It was hot as hell in the dinner hall, if it was twenty three degrees outside in the sun then it must have been at least thirty in there. Danny had rolled up his shirt sleeves in an attempt to keep cool. They were turned up above his elbows and she couldn’t help but notice just how tightly they were cutting into his soft upper arm fat, like placing an elastic band around a marshmallow.

 

Both boys' shirts were stained under the arms where they had been sweating profusely during the morning. She imagined the musky smell as she watched Danny wipe tomato sauce from his lips with his loose hanging school tie. When he lifted it she noticed that one of the buttons on his shirt was missing. It was the one that sat immediately below his soft chest, at the top of his belly. The missing button allowed the tight shirt to open into an oval shape giving her a tantalising view of the lightly tanned flab below. She could see the curvature of the top of his belly and his chest was beginning to lightly rest upon it on both sides. Had she been a bit closer she might have been able to make out the soft white hairs that had begun to grow there about a year before. As they finished their plates Mikey saw Sarah and waved at her. She really hoped that they hadn’t spotted her staring.

 

“Hello boys, I see’s yu’s ‘aven’t been ‘ere long,” she said.

 

“Just got ‘ere,” Danny lied. She looked at the empty plates quizzically.

 

“Must’ve been left by the last people. Yu know no one cleans up after ‘emselves ‘ere,” Mikey said.

 

“So yu’s two’s ain’t eaten nuffin’ yet?”

 

“We’re fuckin’ starvin’!” Said Danny.

 

“Oh, my poor boys! Yu’s needn’t ‘av bovered waitin’ for me.”

 

We didn’t, thought Mikey.

 

“Shall we all go an’ get summit ‘en?” Danny asked.

 

“Wait a sec,” she said. Danny looked bitterly disappointed. “I’s wanna go double or nuffin’ on ours bet.”

 

“You ain’t backin’ out on us now, are yu?” Mikey asked with the concern of a young guy who thought that he might be about to miss out on a blow job.

 

“No! Yu’s stupid fat fuck! I’s said double or nuffin’! That means that I’s wanna increase t’bet.”

 

“Increase it t’what?” Danny asked.

 

“If yu’s can both eat three portions of fish an’ chips ‘en I’ll not only blows yu’s but I’s promise that I’ll swallow n’all.”

 

“Deal!” Both fat boys agreed at once without a second's hesitation.

 

Six plates of fish and chips were purchased with the tenner that Danny had half hinched from his Dad’s wallet that morning while he slept off his hangover. Sarah bought them three cans of Fanta each with the money that she’d taxed from that bitch Caroline in the changing rooms before P.E. She wanted them to have something to wash the feast down with. And to bloat their stomachs that little bit more.

 

They dug happily into the first plates. Danny’s was covered in ketchup, as per usual, while Mikey went more traditional and used six pouches of tartar sauce with every portion. It took them five or six minutes to finish by which time Danny was already starting to feel more than full. He pulled the ring tab off a Fanta and took two large refreshing gulps. His stomach felt packed tight just like it had the previous weekend at his Grandpa’s house. He could feel his whole digestive system starting to back up and groaned. There was no way he was giving in though.

 

Mikey was also pretty damn stuffed but he was feeling the benefit of the savoury food on top of all of the sweet stuff that he’d eaten that morning. He didn’t have a sweet tooth like Danny. The inside of his swelling stomach felt warm and it gave him a sense of comfort like being tucked into newly cleaned bedsheets by his mother.

 

Halfway through the second plate Danny lost another button, the one directly below the one already missing. The gap in his shirt became longer and wider exposing even more of his soft flabby belly flesh. Sarah watched as he munched through the batter encrusted tail. This was going to make them both so beautifully big.

 

The second plates took longer to demolish, but demolish them they did. They both opened their remaining fizzy drink. Mikey once more guzzled it down in one. Sarah eagerly watched his big ball belly while he did this desperately hoping to see it grow.

 

They both looked so gloriously fat and sweaty. Perspiration ran down their fat young faces and soaked through their shirts. Sarah noticed beads of sweat pooling on the top of Danny’s stomach through the gap created by the missing buttons. It seemed to run down into the fold between his belly and chest. She wanted to taste it almost as much as they wanted to keep eating.

 

“Keep going boys, yu’s is both doin’ so well!”

 

Danny dug his fork into the final fish and tore a large piece away without bothering with a knife. He dunked it in ketchup and moved it hurriedly to his eagerly waiting mouth with his fat hand and pudgy fingers. He was a real dumpling of a boy and was only going to get bigger. He barely chewed and swallowed every mouthful quickly. He knew that he had to eat fast as his gut was starting to complain loudly. His brain had clearly worked out that he really didn’t require any more food and was sending painful messages to his body telling him to stop at once. There was no chance that he was going to pay any attention to his stupid brain.

 

Mikey was also strained to the max. He tried to slyly undo the button at the top of his trousers as they were really digging into him, but Sarah definitely noticed. He savoured the pain as he worked his way through the huge pile of vinegar and salt soaked chips. He too was eating quickly and overloaded his mouth with every greedy fork full. Till eventually they both finished just as the bell rang to signal the end of lunch.

 

Danny grabbed hold of his swollen belly from the underside and tilted back on his chair. His gut felt so heavy and sweaty. He had never known a bloat like it. Mikey copied him so that both boys were leaning back and cradling their massively overstuffed rounded out ball guts. They smiled widely and both looked so perfect.

 

“I’s guess we shuds ‘ead t’biksheds?” Sarah suggested with a wide smile of her own.

 

“But it’s double maths now?” Mikey protested without thinking.

 

Danny gave him a look of daggers. “Yu stupid fuckin’ fat fuck! There’s no way in ‘ell we’re goin’ t’maths!”

 

“This’ll be well worth gettin’ detentions for boys, dont’s yu’s worries abouts thats!” Sarah said gleefully.

Sarah took Mikey in her mouth first. She hadn’t been able to resist the sight of his already undone trousers that stuck so tightly to the sides of his soft large fat-laden thighs, perfectly showing his thick semi-hard cock that was glued with sweat to his inside leg.

 

She pulled his sweaty boxers down and took his sausage with one greedy bite of her own. She took it deep into the back of her throat so that she could bury her nose in the musty stink of his crotch and feel his fat lush sticky thighs rubbing against her face. She grabbed at his fat naked arse cheeks and groped them all over. They were large and round, padded out with inches of soft extra fat, and also covered in sweat. Mikey instinctively pulled at her brown curly hair and they both groaned.

 

Danny was watching intensely while softly stroking himself, being careful not to get over excited. His left hand was feeling up and massaging his own super heavy and soft belly. His shirt was now completely open and his stomach stuck out three or four inches beyond the sides of his shirt. Every so often, when she came up for air, Sarah would take an anticipatory glance at it before going back to work on Mikey’s cock. She pulled and twisted on his shaft while her tongue worked its magic on his end.

 

Despite Sarah’s undoubted beauty Danny couldn’t take his eyes off his best mate's belly. Mikey had taken his shirt off due to the heat and all his glory was now on show. Danny loved how thick and round his love handles were. They curved out beautifully before sloping inwards to form the mass of his belly. He stared at Mikey’s immense overhang as it kept bashing into Sarah’s forehead while she jerked her neck backwards and forwards. For a minute he thought only about how much she must be enjoying it. Danny’s huge heavy belly bounced with real force and so did the rest of his fat bloated body when his flabby buttocks tensed and his back fat arched forward. His belly stuck out further than ever and Sarah stuck her face deep into it, trying not to gag on his rock hard dick as it tickled the back of her throat.

 

Danny had never seen another boy cum before and he was amazed by the joy that he saw in Mikey’s eyes as he powerfully shot his young warm load. Sarah, keeping to her bargain, didn’t spill a drop. She swallowed it all down and looked straight over to Danny without taking a breath.

 

“Git ova ‘er Danny boy!”

 

Danny looked at the expression on Mikey’s beaming reddened face, smiled broadly, and did as he was told.

 

Sarah didn’t take him immediately though as she had his fat friend. Instead she groped and licked at his belly. She ran her tongue over the crest of his gut as his whole body tingled. He had never realised before just how sensitive his fat stretched skin was. It only made him want to be fatter. Her right hand moved up to his chest and as she playfully squeezed his nipple she seductively worked her lips all the way down his shaft. When she reached the base she grabbed hold of his doughy right boy breast and took his whole sack in her mouth. She sucked hard on it like a goldfish, making him feel like his balls were swelling bigger and bigger. He rubbed the underside of his aching and bloated overhang before moving his hand to the top of her head. His bulbous belly was still stuffed beyond belief and being a bit taller than Mikey he was able to rest it on her head while she took his cock deep into her mouth. She loved feeling the full weight of his fat distended belly pushing down on top of her, so much of that weight she had created herself. She greedily worked on his cock while he closed his eyes and shook with delight. She grabbed hold of his huge belly, wanting to get a good feel of every inch of the thick soft and young vibrating fat. She pawed all over his swollen gut while letting her mouth do all the work. Deciding that she also wanted to grab some arse she moved her hands around to his overloaded backside. Danny’s bum was as wide as it was fat, each buttock was so big that she couldn’t get a real handful of each, instead having to just grab at a chunk of thick soft arse fat. She pulled his cheeks apart while his straining belly continued to bash into her face. As she did this Danny inadvertently farted. It was a long and loud fishy fart and he was just about to apologise when he felt two fingers swiftly move in. He was so sweaty that she had no trouble at all entering his rear causing him to howl with surprise and delight. He opened his eyes and noticed that Mikey was now lying on his back on the warm tarmaced ground with his broken trousers and sweaty twisted boxers still around his ankles. Mikey was breathing heavily, his massive belly rising and sinking with every deep intake of breath, while he wanked himself off. Mikey’s eyes were closed and he looked so fat and beautiful with his long unkempt hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. Danny stared at his best friend’s gloriously oversized and overfilled ball belly and forgot for a moment who it was that was sucking him off. But then Sarah found the spot with her fingers causing him to erupt in a Bellagio sized fountain of cum. He shrieked with joyous relief, causing Mikey to open his eyes and notice exactly where Danny was looking. Both boys smiled while Sarah expertly swallowed her second giant load of fatboy cream.

Five minutes later, Danny was lying on the ground naked next to his friend. Sarah just looked on at the beautiful pair of fat round boys with wonderment. She couldn’t believe how lucky she was.

 

“Yu’s fatties clearly likes this as much as I’s does, so I’s gots ‘n ideas,” she said.

 

“Hit us with it,” Mikey replied.

 

“Wells yu’s knows at we finish school in just over a months an’ may neva see’s each other agin? Wells I’s thinks thats its would be a goods ideas to see’s which of yu’s can gain the mosts in that time. The ones that gets the fattest gets to fucks me. Whatja thinks?”

 

Danny turned his head in order to ascertain his friend’s reaction though deep down he knew it was a yes before he even saw Mikey’s eyes and belly smiling in greedy anticipation of even more fat sexy fun.

 

He winked and smiled at Mikey, who was still busy wanking himself off, and said;

“Well yu know Mikey? It’s like me Grandpa always says; A good meal and a full stomach makes life worth living!”