"Yeah, you know," you said, acting as casual as you could muster about your weight, "Those fatty genes we have running in the family must've finally kicked in and I fattened up while you were away."
You winked quickly at Dave and Mikey, silently telling them to play along.
"I see," said Mike slowly before his expression shifted to one that was serious, though you could see that it wasn't genuine, that he was only being playful, "And you guys are having a rub circle without me?"
"Sorry, Mike," you said, grinning sheepishly, playing along.
"Don't worry," he said, smiling, "As long as I get to join, all's forgiven."
And with that said, he pulled off his tight white shirt, his massive, hairy belly flopping free. He gave it a hard slap, causing it to ripple.
"This, kids, is how a real gut looks like!" Mike said proudly, pushing out his belly as far as he could.
He was right. It was huge, dwarfing yours and your friends' baby bellies.
"Wow!" Mikey exclaimed in amazement, "That thing's gonna take all of us to rub!"
"You boys better start then," said Mike with a grin.
And that was just what you and your friends did. Placing your hands on his belly, you began to rub, knead, squeeze the mound of flesh before you. Mike moaned softly in bliss as he felt the several hands caress his belly.
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