"Hey little bro," greeted Derek as Brian descended the stairs. "How was your day at school?"
"Oh, you know, same as always..." said Brian.
"BORING!" they said together.
Despite their constant competing (with school work, video games, or just even eating) Brian and Derek shared a rather friendly rivalry. Even though they teased or insulted each other all the time, everyone knew these two got along just fine.
"Now that our long hours of boredom are over, how about I mop the floor with you on the Xbox?" said Derek.
"Oh, we'll see about that, chump!" said Brian, racing his brother to the seat closest to the TV.
The afternoon soon withered away into the evening as the boys fought against each other in numerous video games. Dishing out their normal friendly banter as they played.
Soon enough, their stomachs started growling loudly over their laughing.
"Guess it's time to eat," said Derek, patting his empty belly. "What's for dinner?"
"Mom's working late tonight, so she said we could have some of the leftover chicken," said Brian, getting up and walking into the kitchen.
"That's it?!" whined Derek, as he followed Brian. "Man, I wanted alot more food than just some cold chicken!"
As Brian popped the tupperware contents on a plate and into the microwave, Derek suddenly noticed the big wedding cake sitting on the kitchen table. His eyes widened at the sight of the sugary mountain.
"What's this...?" he said quietly, still enamored by the towering dessert.
"Hmm?" said Brian, pulling the re-heated leftovers out of the microwave. "Oh, that! Mom brought it home today. She said we could eat it."
"Forget that measly chicken, Bri'. We're eating THIS for dinner!" said Derek happily.
"Are you sure?" said Brian, looking at the beautifully prepared cake with his brother.
"Why not?" said Derek, then a sly smirk spread across his face. "What's the matter? Too much food for my little bro' to handle?"
"Don't you think Mom might get mad at us for eating it all?" asked Brian. "Hey, what do you mean that too much for me?! I could eat FIVE of these if I wanted to!"
"I'd like to see you try, short-stuff!" taunted Derek.
"You're on!" said Brian.
With that after gulping down the scrawny leftover chicken, both boys climbed onto the chairs by the table and started shoveling handfuls of the discarded wedding cake into their mouths.
When it came to making desserts, no one could compare to how Brian and Derek's mother did it. Everything she made tasted incredible, and this cake was no exception. Brian enjoyed every bite of the scrumptious cake as he ate. But he hardly had time to savor the flavor, for Derek was scarfing away a the cake even quicker that he was!
Frosting was spattered all over their fingers and lips, but when it came to filling their guts...these boys ate like real boys would.
As they continued to eat, both boys could feel their bellies press against their shirts as more cake was crammed into them.
Brian's light blue tee slowly began to rise up and reveal his expanding stomach. When they got to the point were they could sit in their chairs and eat, Brian was glad he changed into his stretchy elastic shorts. Those jeans he wore to school would have been WAY too tight.
Finally, all that remained of the cake was either still on the platter or on Brain and Derek. Who were sitting slouched in their chairs and breathing heavily. They'd licked their fingers clean so they could pat and rub their stuffed guts.
"Oh man...*BUUURP*...that was great..." moaned Brian. He lifted his shirt up more so he could rub the tight flesh on his chubby tummy.
"Yeah...Mom makes the best treats ever..." said Derek, letting out an even louder belch.
"I love eating like this..." said Brian. "...then my belly gets all round and heavy..."
"Me too..." said Derek.
"Well..." said Brian as he stretched and yawned, "I think I'll go to bed now. I'm beat."
"Yeah, after a meal like that, I just wanna take a nice long nap..." agreed Derek.