"Pretty sure I won't need a shirt anyway" I justify to myself, being as sunny as it is, nearly every man in Seattle will be shirtless today.
I walk out of the flat wearing nothing more than my too-tight trunks, flip-flops and a towel slung over my shoulder. I'm about to walk down the stairs, when I think of how many flights there are and how much energy that'll require, so instead opt for the elevator.
The doors to the elevator open slowly as I arrive in the lobby. Carly and Sam turn around straight away and look at me, examining every inch of my body from head to food. Carly's facial expression is one of shock, but she quickly changes it to a smile as I waddle out the elevator towards them. Sam simply smirks, either with mischief or satisfaction - I can't tell.
"Off we head then peeps!" Carly exclaims cheerfully as we all head out the doors of the lobby and walk towards the pool. Carly is engaging in small talk with Sam, but I'm not really listening - I'm too busy focusing on the jiggle of my belly every time my foot hits the sidewalk, the ripples of which are so strong, even my man boobs are bouncing somewhat as I walk along.
At around half way to the pool, I find that I'm breathing very deeply and am quite red in the face - I'm out of breath. I'm not used to even walking this much anymore, since school is out for the summer and I barely ever leave the apartment.
Eventually we arrive at the pool, and I am exhausted from the walk. The girls and I enter our separate changing rooms and agree to meet in the pool shortly.
As I enter the Men's changing rooms, I hear a deep voice proclaim "Hey Chunky! This is the swimming pool - not a restaurant!" The comment was followed by a series of short, deep laughs. It's some jocks from the grade above me at school. They too were all shirtless and wet, but sported toned six-packs and defined pecs - the complete contrast of me with my overhanging belly and moobs.
As I went to get a locker to put my towel and pear phone in, the 'head' jock - Kevin, swaggered over to me from behind and wrapped his hands round my chest.
"Hey Freddie!!!" He exclaimed mockingly "Eat anymore cake and you'll be needing a bra for these puppies!" and with that gave my moobs a squeeze before releasing me. As taunted though I felt, I was also very turned on by having Kevin's biceps press into my soft sides.
The jocks dried off quickly and headed out of the changing rooms, all patting my gut as they left. I felt humiliated.
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