This choice: Stay in and order pizza. • Go Back...Chapter #4Pizza Delivery Boy by: Unknown After mulling over food options, Nate decided to order pizza from the local pizza parlor. After scanning the coupon flyer he received in the mail, Nate decided to order the special: Two extra-large, one-topping pizzas and a 2-liter bottle of Coke for only fifteen bucks. He took a double take at the price before placing his order.
“It’ll be about thirty minutes for delivery, sir.” The friendly voice on the phone said.
“Great!” Nate responded and hung up the phone. He busied himself listening to music and lifting a set of twenty pound dumbbells.
Before he knew it there was a knock at his front door. Excitedly, Nate raced down the stairs to pay for his food. When he opened the door Nate was greeted by an extremely good-looking, buff young man. Nate noticed how his gleaming, white smile stood out prominently against his flawless, tan skin and how his bulging biceps tugged at the sleeves of his form-fitting polo. Although Nate dated girls, he was secretly gay.
The smiling pizza delivery boy handed Nate the pizza and soda. “That’ll be fifteen dollars, sir.” He said, as cheerful as ever. Nate handed him the money plus a five dollar tip.
“Do I know you from somewhere?” Nate said with a slightly confused look on his face.
The pizza delivery boy hesitated, but maintained his smile. “I’m Brett Patterson. I graduated with you. I know we don’t know each other well, but I…” Brett stopped, embarrassed.
“What?” Nate demanded.
Brett stuttered. “I-I really like you, and I’m actually off work right now. I told my manager I didn’t mind delivering your pizza for you. I already paid for it.” He said, handing Nate’s money back to him.
Nate was shocked, but he also found Brett to be very attractive. “Do you want to come in?” Nate asked with slightly seductive eyes.
“I would love to!” Brett shouted, almost too eagerly.
Nate invited Brett into the living room to watch some TV. They both enjoyed the freshly made pizza, still piping hot, although Nate seemed to be devouring the slices a bit more ravenously then Brett.
“Hungry?” Brett asked, staring at Nate mid-bite. Nate had managed to finish off a whole pizza himself, minus the few slices Brett had eaten, and had started on the second one. “Yeah, I’m starved!” Nate said with his mouth full, taking a swig of the room temperature Coke.
Not even twenty minutes later and the only evidence of pizza that remained were the two empty boxes. Nate leaned back against the sofa cushions, one hand on either side of his visibly full belly.
“I ate way too much.” Nate said, his shirt stretched as taut over his belly as it was over his firm pecs, and his jeans pulled down to relieve the pressure on his stomach. Running one hand over his midsection, he was surprised at how incredibly stuffed it felt. He struggled to stand up, but once on his feet he rolled up his shirt to examine the damage. His tan belly looked cartoonishly round sticking straight out from his otherwise sculpted frame. Looking down, he frowned when the structure of his rock hard stomach was still fairly visible, even un-flexed.
Brett tried not to stare. He was amazed at how Nate’s striated abs refused to surrender and attempted to hold back the inhuman amount of food he had just ingested. He desperately wanted to give Nate a belly rub.
“Damn!” Nate yelled, sounding disappointed. He was standing there with his shirt rolled up to his chest, scrutinizing the now bloated appearance of his once washboard stomach.
“What’s the matter?” Brett asked, still trying to act natural.
“Well, I had challenged myself earlier to see what it would take to make my abs temporarily disappear, and I thought by eating as much as I did I would be successful, but as you can see…” Nate proceeded to count each individual abdominal muscle. “The only luck I had was diminishing the look of my eight-pack, I guess.” Nate said as he pointed at the completely smooth plane of skin below his navel.
“I see.” Brett responded, trying to think of how to phrase his next question. “Is there any particular reason why you want to do that?” Brett asked trying to mask the excitement in his voice as fattening up a jock was his ultimate fantasy.
Nate thought, then answered with an adorable half-smile. “I never really thought too much about it.”
Brett took a deep breath, making sure to keep his tone level. “Well, why don’t we go get some dessert and see if we can say bye-bye to those perfect abs of yours?” Brett suggested and gave Nate’s swollen middle a poke, astonished by the contrast of its spherical shape yet unyielding, although blurred, abdominal definition.
Nate smiled even bigger and rolled his shirt back over his exposed midsection. The fabric hugged the curve of his newly acquired girth and to Brett’s delight left about an inch of tan muscle belly visible. Nate didn’t seem to notice.
“Well…” Nate started to say…
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