Double Gym Date, Double Gains + Story (Patreon)

It was a regular day at the Gym for Vince, he was admiring himself in the mirror after finishing his workout, his gray t-shirt stretched his solid well built body and his olive shorts hugging his thick thighs, but it wasn't enough for him, he really wanted to bulk up and it had been a while since he... well, since he gave his body enough fuel to bulk. As he kept admiring his reflection, his eyes caught something that peaked his interest.

To his right, Jake, curly light brown hair, bright blue tank top and black shorts, to his right, Tyler, short sandy brown hair, black t-shirt and light gray shorts, spotting Jake with an easy smile. Both of them were lean, athletic and the kind of cute that made Vince's stomach give a low, hungry growl. He had told himself a while ago that he would never do it again, but in the end it seems like his stomach always wins, old habits die hard.

He waited until they finished their set, then walked over to them, phone already out for a casual selfie, "mind if i join the frame?" he asked, voice warm and low, "you two look like you're having more fun than anyone else in here". Jake laughed and Tyler smiled as he held the phone, Vince slid between them, one arm around Tyler's waist, sticking out his tongue just as Tyler took the photo, the 3 of them looked at it together, Vince started licking his lips as he started to imagine how they would look inside him.

"I'm Vince," he said, offering a fist bump, "you guys free after this? Locker room is a little quiet at this time of day, figured we could... hang out a little longer." Tyler and Jake exchanged a glance, then gave each other a knowing smile, they knew where this was going, or at least they thought so, "Yeah, sure, it's been a while for us" they said.

A little bit later, the 3 of them were alone in the far corner of the men's locker room. Vince leaned against a bank of lockers as he took of his shirt, "you two really are something" he murmured, "been watching you all session, nice form, nice... everything". Jake flushed, Tyler grinned, a little cocky "thanks man, you're not so bad yourself". They were getting ready to undress themselves until Vince's stomach let out a deep, long Grrroooorrrllllb… loud enough that both young men paused.

Vince chuckled, rubbing a hand over his abs, “guess I worked up an appetite”. Tyler stepped closer, curious “you always get that hungry after a workout?”

“Only when the company looks this good,” Vince answered, “come here a second”. He hooked a finger in the waistband of Tyler’s shorts and tugged him forward until their chests almost touched, possessively keeping him close. “I’ve got a little tradition that i left behind some time ago,” Vince said softly “end of a good session… I like to take something home with me... Something that keeps the gains coming.”

Tyler’s brow furrowed “what do you mean...”

Vince’s mouth opened wide... Wider... And wider still.

Tyler only had time for a startled “wait...” before Vince’s jaws stretched over the top of his head. Warm, wet heat enveloped Tyler’s face and the world went dark and tight as Vince’s lips sealed around his head and began to push downward.

Jake staggered back a step, eyes huge. “Holy shit... w-what the fuck?!”

Vince didn’t answer with words, he answered with a deep, gluttonous glrrrk as his throat stretched around Tyler’s shoulders. A bulge appeared instantly, thick, traveling slowly down Vince’s neck, Tyler’s arms flailed once, then were pinned as Vince’s hands guided them in, another powerful swallow, GULP, and the bulge surged lower, past the collarbone, sliding towards Vince's waiting stomach.

Vince’s eyes were half lidded with pure pleasure, it's been so long since he had done this and had forgotten just how good it felt, he kept swallowing in long, deliberate pulls, each one accompanied by a wet schlorp and a visible ripple of muscle, Tyler’s torso disappeared inch by inch, the outline of his hips pressed against Vince’s throat, then his thighs, then his calves, all the way until reaching his feet. Vince removed Tyler's sneakers and socks, slowly tasting Tyler's feet with his tongue, enjoying the taste and the feeling of Tyler screaming and begging to be left out, and with one last, greedy GULP, Tyler’s feet vanished between Vince’s lips, as he guided the bulge all the way down his throat and into his greedy gut, feeling the rapidly expanding belly as it filled and rounded. Vince’s hands pressed against the taut skin as Tyler squirmed inside.

Then he let out a massive BUUUUUOOORRRRPP! A long, deep, meaty belch that made his whole gut lurch and jiggle, the force of it squeezed Tyler, making his muffled shout fade into a soft, compressed groan. "FUuuuck yeah... that's the stuff" Vince sighed in satisfaction, "it's been so long since i had a nice prey boy in my stomach".

Jake was pale, leaning against the wall. “You... you just fucking ate my boyfriend...”

Vince licked his lips, still wet with spit, and gave his now bloated stomach a satisfied pat, it hung low and heavy, the shape of Tyler’s curled body faintly visible beneath the skin, “yeah,” Vince said, voice thick and pleased "and he was delicious... but don't worry pretty boy, i'll make sure to keep you guys closer than ever before".

Jake tried to bolt back into the main room, but Vince caught up to him even with the extra weight, snagging him by the t-shirt's neck, "what's the matter cutie? don't you want to be reunited with your boyfriend?" Vince said as he pushed his hips foward, making Jake feel his massive belly, "go on, touch it, FEEL your boyfriend, Mmmm he's starting to digest". Jake looked around but no matter where he looked, it seemed like no one was willing to intervene, with shaking hands, Jake started to rub Vince's belly, feeling Tyler struggle weakly inside, "Tyler? babe, please hold on, i... i don't know how but i'll get you out!" Vince just let out a low chuckle, and before Jake could try anything to save his boyfriend, Vince's stomach gurgled loudly, as something big started to come up Vince's throat... "BUUUUUURRRRRRP!" the massive belch squeezed Tyler and left him without air, Tyler struggled with all his strength until all his form could do was twitch... once... twice and then finally stopped still, "Tyler?... TYLER!" Jake screamed as he felt the weight settle in Vince's stomach, "He's not Tyler anymore" Vince said, "He's just dead weight now... Mmmm, damn, weak guy you got yourself, didn't last too long... Lucky for me, my feast isn't over", Vince said, licking his lips as he took Jake back into the locker room.

“You’re next, pretty boy.” Jake kicked and shoved at Vince’s chest, but the bigger man simply opened wide again, “Vince... please wait! don’t-”. The rest of the protest was cut off as Vince’s mouth closed over Jake’s head, this time Vince was slower, he wanted to feel every inch of Jake.

Jake’s muffled scream vibrated against Vince’s mouth as the wet heat closed over his head, Vince held him there, savoring the way Jake’s panicked breathing fluttered against his tongue, before beginning the real work, Glllk… A slow, deep swallow pulled Jake’s face past the tight ring of Vince’s throat, the bulge appeared immediately, the outline of Jake’s terrified face pressing outward against the skin of Vince’s neck, Vince paused again, letting Jake feel the squeeze, the rhythmic pulse of the muscles that now owned him.

Jake’s hands scrambled at Vince’s collarbone, trying to do anything to get out of this, but Vince simply hummed around him, the vibration traveling straight down Jake’s spine as Vince swallowed again schlorp... dragging those frantic hands inward until they were pinned against Jake’s body. Another deliberate gulp. Gllluuurrrk… Jake’s shoulders stretched Vince’s throat wider, the bulge thickened, sliding lower in clear, slow stages. Vince’s Adam’s apple bobbed heavily as it passed, the skin of his neck taut and shiny. He kept one hand on the bulg, guiding it, feeling every ridge of Jake’s body moving under his palm.

Jake kicked his legs in the air, Vince only tilted his head back farther, throat working in long, gluttonous pulls Gluk… gluk… gluk… Inch by inch, Jake’s disappeared, the outline of his ribs pressed outward, then his waist, all vanishing between Vince’s lips. Vince’s belly, already heavy with Tyler, began to swell further, the skin stretching tighter as the second boy was forced deeper into the same churning space.

Jake’s muffled cries grew thinner, more desperate, as the air inside the tight passage ran out, Vince slowed even more, deliberately drawing the process out, he let Jake hang halfway for nearly a full minute, only the lower half of his torso and legs still free, while he rubbed slow circles over the massive bulge in his throat and the growing dome of his gut. “Feel that?” Vince murmured around the meat in his mouth, the words distorted and wet “that’s where you’re going to stay.”

Then he swallowed again GUULLP... and Jake’s hips vanished, the bulge surged downward in a thick, continuous wave, sliding past Vince’s collarbone, Vince’s hands followed it the whole way, pressing and stroking the moving shape as it traveled the full length of his esophagus. Jake’s legs were still kicking when Vince’s lips closed around his knees, another long, wet gluuurk pulled them deeper, Vince’s throat worked steadily now, no longer pausing, dragging Jake’s calves, then his ankles, then he removed Jake's sneakers before dragging the feet into the dark.

One final, powerful GUUULP... deep and resonant, and the last of Jake disappeared, the bulge deliciously traveled down his throat until it reached Vince's stomach with a deep, wet BLORGLE... Vince stood perfectly still for several seconds, chest heaving, both hands cradling the enormous double stuffed gut that now dominated his midsection. It hung past the waistband of his shorts, heavy and restless, the two shapes inside shifting and pressing against each other.

He sighed, long, deep, utterly content and satisfied. "Now THAT... BWOOOORRRRPPP! oof... hit the spot" Vince slapped his gut in deep satisfaction, the belch was massive, echoing off the locker room, a second one rolled up immediately after "UUUUURRRRPPP!" forcing Jake and Tyler tighter and deeper into the churning acid. Jake's movements grew weaker as the air inside was steadily replaced by thick, meaty gas.

Vince leaned back against the wall, rubbing slow circles over the taut, sweating skin. “That’s it… settle down in there. You’re both gonna make some real nice gains for me.”

The digestion was slow... Excruciatingly, deliciously slow. For the first twenty minutes Vince simply stood there, belly swaying and sloshing, deep, wet gurgles filled the air, grrroooorrrrllll… glrrrk… blooorp… as his stomach began the long process of breaking them down. Tyler was already gone but Jake was still moving inside, his struggles growing weaker but not yet gone, Vince could feel the press of elbows, the shift of knees, the occasional desperate push against the walls of his gut.

He belched often.

BUUURRRRAAAPP! A long, rolling belch that made the entire mass of his stomach leap and settle lower, OOOORRRRPP! Hot, thick air forced out, stealing more oxygen from the two men trapped together in the dark. BBBWWWOOOORRRP! “Still kicking, huh?” he murmured, pressing both palms into the tautest part of his belly, he could feel the dead weight of Tyler curled more tightly against one side, Jake pressed against the other. “Good, you're putting up a better fight than your boyfriend.”

Another twenty minutes passed, the struggles grew softer, Vince’s stomach worked harder, the churning growing louder glrrrk-glrrrk-bloooorp… grrrrllllb… as powerful contractions squeezed the two bodies together, he felt the first real softening begin: the firm outlines of shoulders and hips starting to blur under the relentless pressure and acid.

Vince sat down on a bench, legs spread wide to make room for the massive, overhanging gut. He rubbed slow, circular strokes across the sweat slick skin, feeling the heat radiating from inside. HUUUUUUURRRRPPP! The belch was so strong it lifted his entire stomach an inch before it dropped back down with a heavy slosh. Jake’s muffled voice, once sharp with panic, had faded to the faintest of groans.

“That’s it,” Vince whispered, voice low and affectionate, “Let it happen, you’re both gonna be part of me soon, arms… belly… and that nice FAT ass I’ve been working on…”

Another half-hour drifted by, the locker room stayed empty, Vince’s belly continued its slow work. The shapes inside were no longer distinct, instead of two separate bodies he felt only one dense, soft mass of meat and bones being steadily dissolved, the outer skin of his gut bulging with the bones of the 2 cuties, and the weight had begun to settle lower, spreading sideways across his hips.

He belched again, three times in quick succession. BWOOORRRP! UUURRRRAAAP! BBBHHHUUURRRPP! Each one forced the last traces of air from the two men. The struggles stopped completely, Dead weight now, soft and heavy, as they begin to make their way into Vince's intestines. Grrroooorrrrllllb… glrrrk… blooorp… churrrn… "Mmmmmm, fuck yeah... that's a good meal..." Vince was in pure ecstasy as he felt the dense slurry of what had once been Tyler and Jake being greedily pumped into his intestines, making him fatter.

Another forty minutes, Vince paused in front of the full length mirror, breathing slow and deep, staring at the still substantial belly that hung over his waistband, it was no longer the tight, overstuffed balloon of two full-grown men, it was softer now, but still full of bones. The last stubborn bits of bone and denser tissue were still being broken down in the deepest, hottest part of his gut, producing occasional deep glrrks and churns.

He rubbed his gut in slow circles, “almost done, boys,” he murmured, “you’ve been real good for me... UUUUURRRRPP!" A final, long, satisfied belch rolled up from the depths, the last meaningful gurgle faded into a quiet, contented simmer, the heavy mass inside had fully converted, what remained was pure soft fat, thick across his midsection, packing onto his arms, and rounding out his already solid backside into something plush and heavy, making his shorts rise and fit extremyly tight.

Vince turned slowly in front of the mirror, he flexed one arm, noticeably thicker, the bicep had a soft new layer over the muscle, he ran both hands over the soft, heavy curve of his new gut, low hanging, warm, and deliciously full, then he turned and looked over his shoulder at the fuller, rounder shape of his ass, the olive shorts stretched tight across it.

He grinned, sat down, licked his lips one more time, and gave the softest part of his belly an affectionate pat, “double date,” he murmured, “double gains.” Another lazy, satisfied belch rolled up from the depths of his gut buuuurrrp... and Vince walked out of the locker room a little heavier, a little softer, and thoroughly, deliciously full and satisfied.