To think he was a jock not long ago; star running back on his high school football team, even getting a college scholarship on his skills. The breakup between him and his girlfriend the day of college graduation, though, was the beginning of the end.
No one could have predicted Austin Reed would’ve turned out this way. 27 years old, thinning red hair, 5′ 10, 260 lbs. When he’s not sitting at his desk at work, he’s sitting on his ass at home, trying and failing to stuff his distended gut into one of his many football jerseys in some sad attempt of reliving the glory days– which he knew were long over, but for some reason was never fully ready to let go of– while he gorged himself on various sweets and shakes to pass the time.
Everything was a struggle now; getting his socks on, putting on pants, and when his gut and stomach hairs weren’t constantly getting caught in his zipper, sitting felt like his thighs were constantly fighting for space. What others would call manspreading was him simply trying to adjust to all this new weight, despite being like this for about 6 years now. He’d tried to lose, but any time he got halfway into sliding one of those tight, chic, long sleeve white UnderArmour workout shirts over his bulging form, he’d just sigh and give up, opting for another slice of Pizza instead.
He’d try self help forums for losing weight too, and all they’d really done was fill him with more regret and self loathing. There’d be an occassional ego stroke in the mix, however, when other guys his height and weight would complain about how it was impossible to masturbate now. He’d just chuckle; he was still fully capable of seeing and touching his cock even with his proportions. It was his one saving grace and one assertion that it wouldn’t be fully impossible for him to get a girlfriend, despite looking like this. He was 11 inches when hard, uncut, thick as a stainless steel water bottle; it worked in his favor all throughout college, he had no doubt adulthood would be any different, despite his dramatic influx in size.
This lead him to his most recent discovery.
“It’s this great new gym in St. Louis”, one of the guys on the forum told him, “it may not be the most traditional way to lose weight, but you’ll definitely stay consistent when it comes to putting in the work. Trust me, you’ll never wanna leave.”
Austin is hesitant in his reply.
“Just go to this link and ask for Vanessa, she’s an excellent motivator, especially for big boys like us. Trust me, my man, you’ll feel better laying 75 bucks a month on a membership at this gym than you will losing 75 bucks a month on DoorDash.”
Austin was still skeptical, but shrugged. The guy might’ve had a point. And when had the advice of an internet stranger ever wronged him?
——
He was still adjusting to entering rooms gut first.
He was certainly embarrassed, seeing all the fit people strutting around while his own shirt couldn’t even cover the entirety of the thick, heavy swell of his bulging gut and it didn’t help that it jiggled with every step, but he figured it’d be worth it. After a few months at this legendary spot, he’d at least be slimmed down enough that he could button his shirts without sucking in, or pig out during dates without worrying about a button popping. His eyes glance around the room anxiously, until he spots who he’s looking for.
“You’re uh. Vanessa, right?”
28 years old, about 5′ 7″, long brown hair, extremely good shape. Austin feels his self confidence wavering until he sees what he swear is a glint in Vanessa’s eye as she gives him a once over.
“Mmm. Austin, right? You’re even more handsome than you described.”
Austin feels a blush play on his cheeks. Handsome? He thought. All I told her was how impossible it is to buy new shirts when your stupid chest is a medium, but your stupid gut is an X-large. What have I gotten myself into?
—–
The answer was clear about 15 minutes after the rundown; this was no ordinary gym. It was a special kind of gym people went to when all else failed, a gym that brought out your natural, most animalistic instincts and put them to the test. A gym that seduced its members into working out in the most pleasurable way possible.
A sex gym. People got their gains by hauling ass (or getting their asses hauled) for hours at a time. When Austin first heard, he thought he was being pranked, but as it turned out, Erica was recommended to him specifically because she had a thing for football players of the stockier variety.
He groaned as he sunk into her, one hand on her hip, the other supporting himself on the yoga mat on the gym floor, stopping when his hips were pressed to her ass. She could feel him throb and jerk inside her, filling her in the most desperate of ways. Austin gives a push forward of his hips, fucking her into the met once. His thrusts were short and fast, body still pressed against her, his fingers digging into her hip hard enough to bruise. He was grunting over her, panting and groaning as he claimed her cunt and she returned each sound, pushing back against him.
As his thick, meaty thighs slammed against her thick, muscular ass, the gym filled with the loud, wet sounds of their coupling.
Sitting up on his knees, Austin pulled one of her arms back toward him, his gut resting against her ass, a strangely grounding weight as his cock fucked into her, slow and deep. His thrusts were never long, as if he couldn’t bare to remove that thick, warm, throbbing cock from inside her, instead fucking her with short thrusts that were powerful enough for both to feel through their entires bodies; her ass jiggled in timed sequence with his gut, as did both of their tits. His balls heavy as they kissed the lips of her cunt with every thrust.
“Fuck, Austin, fuck!” She moaned, gritting her teeth and praying this would motivate him to plow her even harder. “You’re doing amazing, ah, so fucking good, especially for a first timer.”
He could feel his face heating up. “I had a lot of practice in college. Before uh. Y’kno.” He panted between thrusts, still embarrassed by the weight and movement of his gut, but significantly less so than when he walked in, especially because Vanessa seemed to be getting a kick out of it herself.
She panted louder, throwing herself back into him, moaning as his gut jiggled with each of her movements. “Let – let’s try a new position” Vanessa groaned, elated at the feeling of his weight against her. “We don’t just wanna work out one area of muscle do we? That’s– ah –that’s no good.”
Austin gave a few more thrusts before he pulled out of her, resting for a moment on his calves. He hesitates to pull out and lose that moment of bliss, but coincides and gets off her, stroking his ridiculous girth so as to not lose his hard on.
Vanessa smiles. “Don’t worry, we’ll be right back at it.” She pushes him on his back on the mat, moving on top of him and placing his hands on her breasts as she slides down his cock. “Next is– ah– core strength. You’re g-gonna buck into me, while I ride you like a cowgirl.”
Austin likes the sound of that. He begins to rub her nipples as she adjusts herself on his girth, chuckling as she moaned in pleasure. It was even better like this; she was able to take him all the way inside her, head pressed to the back of her cunt, and the upward curve of his cock rubbing against her walls. She groaned, running her hand over his bulging, jiggling gut, all the way up to his chest, fingers digging into the soft flesh, using the leverage to lift herself up and slam back down on his cock.
“Fuck!” Austin roared as she fucked herself onto him, her thick ass slapping against his thighs. Her cunt gripped him as she gained momentum, fucking him as good as he as had fucked her moments ago. He proceeded to fuck up into her as well, still wanting to get some progress going as well as pleasure flowing, his thick cock hitting the bass of her guts.
Vanessa slowed a bit, sitting in his lap, the base of his gut crashing against her crotch with each roll of her hips as she quickly jerked them back and forth on his cock, whispered about how fucking good he felt, how she could feel his fat, girthy cock in the back of her throat, how he filled and covered her. She ran her hands over his belly to cup one of his tits, leaning in to wrap her mouth around his nipple. Austin groaned, soft sighing noises as she fit as much of him into her mouth as she could, rubbing her tongue over the bud, teasing it to hardness.
Austin continued to groan obscenities, his massive arms coming to wrap around her and hold her close to him as she pushed his hips into her. Her mouth was just as hot and wet as her cunt was, and he knew he was drawing close as she took his other nipple in her mouth and his balls became even heavier.
“Come on big boy” she teases between pants, “show me what that runningback long cock can really do.”
He’s panting hard and thrusting harder, his whole form tense and as he fills the condom and she releases all over his cock.
This was the beginning of a beautiful routine.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kferw9/lets_get_physical_mf_weight_gain_vaginal_sex_dick
So wonderful.
I love the entire premise of this story!