Brothers - Part 4 (Patreon)

After spring break ended, Austin and Jason returned to their college as if nothing had happened, but more deeply in love than ever. They went back into their routines of classes, workouts, late-night study sessions, and long fucking sessions that left Austin with a bloated belly every time. Even after two weeks of nonstop sex, Austin couldn’t stop asking for Jason’s cock every night, and the more they fucked, the more Jason’s virility grew.

Meanwhile, Archie drove back to his campus an hour away and tried to get back into his normal routine, even though he couldn’t stop thinking about Jason’s cock. Every night, he would stay awake for a while, with his hand on his cock, stroking firmly as he remembered the 15-inch-long monster cock spreading his bubble butt and stretching his hole so nicely that even the memory was intense enough to make him moan.

They didn’t think too deeply about those two weeks aside from the moments of intimacy, never considering that there could be consequences. Austin missed having Jason around every hour of every day, feeling frustrated at times, but they made up for the lost time each night. Jason missed the walks with Austin and how the family had embraced him so kindly. He missed Anne’s food and the long conversations with Albert. And he deeply missed Archie.

Jason didn’t like how often his mind went back to the moments he had spent in privacy with Austin’s younger brother, but it happened anyway. Even when he was sitting in class or lifting at the gym, there were moments where the memory hit him without warning—making his cock stir in his pants even though he would rather not admit the effect that Archie had on him.

The contrast between the two brothers messed with his thoughts at the worst times, and he couldn’t shake off the ideas that came to mind. He loved Austin; there was no question about that, and everything about Austin made his heart beat faster as his cock reacted far too quickly. But Archie lived in a different space in his mind—a more reckless area that he couldn’t ignore. More than once, Jason started daydreaming randomly, replaying flashes of those late nights until he had to physically shake himself out of it and focus on whatever he was supposed to be doing to avoid getting a full hard-on right on the spot.

Archie didn’t have it any easier. He lay in bed staring at the ceiling for what felt like hours. The memories didn’t even feel real sometimes, like it had been some ridiculous scenario. But the longer he lay there, the less funny it felt and the hornier he got. He missed Jason, even though deep down he felt guilty because the big guy was Austin’s boyfriend. But Archie rolled onto his side, then onto his back again, trying to distract himself, but his mind kept circling back to the memories of Jason’s body, how he moved, and how everything about him felt bigger than it should have been.

“Ugh, come on!” Archie groaned one night into his pillow, frustrated with himself, but even that didn’t stop the thoughts. “I just wanted to play with him. It worked, and that was it,” he said to himself as his hands slid again into his shorts to grip his cock. “Damn it, he messed me up,” he added, letting his horniness take over. By the time he fell asleep, it wasn’t because he had stopped thinking about Jason; it was because he had exhausted himself trying not to.

Over the next few days, Austin threw himself back into his classes and swim practice with his usual discipline, waking early, training hard, and keeping his schedule tight. Jason returned to his lifting routine, balancing his time between the gym and his architecture courses. Archie did the same on his end, falling back into his classes and extracurricular activities that kept him bouncing between places.

However, Austin and Archie started feeling more tired than usual, and neither of them mentioned it to anyone.

Austin noticed it first during practice, when his muscles felt heavier than they should have and his endurance dipped slightly. It wasn’t enough to worry about at first, so he blamed it on the transition back into his routine, the difference between home and campus food, and the usual excuses that athletes come up with. Still, every day after practice, he sat in the locker room longer than usual, catching his breath while the rest of the team talked around him.

When Jason found him there one afternoon, he couldn’t help but frown in concern.

Austin shrugged it off with a smile. “I’m fine,” he said. “Just getting back into it.”

Jason didn’t push it. He only nodded and handed him a bottle of water, though he kept a closer eye on him after that.

Archie went through something similar, though his fatigue looked a little different. He dragged himself to class a couple of times, yawning more than usual, rolling his shoulders like he couldn’t fully wake up. One of his friends nudged him during a lecture and joked that he looked like he hadn’t slept in days.

“I probably didn’t,” Archie replied with a lazy grin, brushing it off like it didn’t matter. In his head, he blamed it on the same things Austin did: unhealthy food, a weird sleep schedule, and the usual college excuses. He didn’t question it much further.

Back on Austin’s campus, Jason started noticing little things that didn’t add up. One evening they sat down to watch a movie in Austin’s dorm, and within 20 minutes Austin had leaned back against him, with his eyes closed.

Jason looked at him, brushing a hand lightly over Austin’s hair. “Seriously?” he said. “You’re out already? The movie isn’t even bad.”

Austin mumbled something that didn’t make sense and moved closer without waking up.

Jason smiled, adjusting slightly so Austin could stay comfortable, finding it more adorable than anything else. “Two weeks of your mom’s cooking made you soft,” he teased, even though Austin couldn’t hear him.

By the end of that week, Austin started noticing that he was hungry more often. At first, it was only grabbing a snack between classes and picking up an extra protein bar without thinking about it. But then it became more frequent. He would finish lunch and still feel like something was missing, like he hadn’t eaten enough.

One afternoon, he stopped by a campus store and bought more than he usually would, eating it on the walk back to class without hesitation. He knew it was strange, but he didn’t give it much thought because he still blamed his overeating during spring break.

Archie developed the same habit without knowing it. He started carrying protein bars in his bag, grabbing food between classes, finishing meals, and still feeling like he could eat more.

One of his friends laughed when Archie pulled out another snack during a study session. “Dude, where are you putting all of that?” his friend asked.

Archie shrugged. “Preparing myself for a growth spurt, I guess,” he said jokingly, even though he knew that didn’t make sense.

Over the following week, things started getting stranger. Austin woke up one morning with a weird feeling in his stomach. He sat on the edge of his bed for a minute, rubbing a hand over his abdomen, waiting for it to pass. By the time he got to his first class, it had faded enough that he ignored it but couldn’t forget it.

Two days later, it happened again, and Jason noticed. They were in the campus dining hall, and Austin barely touched his food, something that rarely happened.

Jason watched his boyfriend for a minute before leaning back in his chair. “You’re not eating,” he pointed out.

Austin looked down at his plate, then shrugged. “Not really hungry, to be honest,” he said. “I’ll be fine after coffee.”

“Since when do you skip food?” Jason frowned. “Last week you were starving.”

Austin waved it off. “It’s nothing. Probably something I ate.” He grabbed his coffee, took a long sip, and his face twisted immediately. “Okay, that was a mistake,” he said.

Jason leaned forward. “You alright?”

Austin nodded. “Yeah, yeah. Just give me a minute.”

A couple of minutes later, the feeling passed, but Jason was unconvinced about Austin’s wellness. He didn’t have anything concrete to argue, so he stayed silent.

At the same time, Archie was dealing with a similar sickness. He woke up one morning feeling off—his stomach was a mess, and his appetite was gone.

His friends noticed him pushing food around on his plate later that day and smirked. “There it is,” the friend said. “You finally broke your system. Too much cafeteria food.”

Archie laughed, leaning back in his chair. “Yeah, that’s definitely it,” he said, even though something about it didn’t feel right, but it was a good-enough explanation.

As the week went on, both of them started feeling odd during normal activities, even when food wasn’t involved. Austin noticed how the water felt heavier during practice, his movements slower, and how his focus drifted off too easily.

His coach pulled him aside one afternoon. “You’re off,” he said. “What’s going on?”

Austin wiped water from his face, shaking his head. “Just getting back into it after break,” he replied, noticing how he had been saying those words far too many times lately.

The coach didn’t look convinced, but he let it go.

Jason, on the other hand, started paying closer attention, noticing the yawns, the longer naps, and how Austin leaned into him more often when they were sitting together. Even though both wanted to think everything was okay, Jason realized that Austin needed more rest, and it meant breaking their beloved routine at night.

One night, when they were cuddling on their side in Austin’s bed, with Jason right behind him and his cock still buried deep into Austin’s hole, they finally had a serious conversation about it. They were still breathing a little heavier than usual even after things had calmed down. Austin couldn’t stop smiling as his belly felt bloated with Jason’s cum load, and his ass flexed around the monster cock as if trying to milk him dry. Jason loved these moments, and his hands moved carefully over Austin’s side, exploring every inch as passionately as ever.

Even then, Jason noticed that there was a faint tension in Austin’s body—which wasn’t usually there after their daily fucks. “You okay?” he asked.

Austin took a deep breath, sighed, and let his head rest back against Jason’s body. “Yeah,” he said softly. “I’m just tired.”

Jason hugged his boyfriend more tightly, resting one of his hands on the bloated abdomen. “You’ve been tired all week,” he replied.

Austin chuckled, rolling his eyes. “You’re acting like I’m dying,” he teased back.

Jason didn’t laugh this time. He held Austin closer as a more serious expression appeared on his face. “I’m not,” he said. “I just think you need to rest. Like, actually rest.”

Austin smirked, turning his head to look into Jason’s eyes. “We are resting,” he said, flexing his ass to tease Jason’s cock to calm the big guy down. “Having you this close, and so deep inside me, it’s the best way to relax and rest.”

Jason smiled at that, but he was still visibly concerned. “You know what I mean,” he replied. “We take it easy for a bit. No pushing it every night.”

Austin groaned, frowning. “You can’t be serious!”

“I am,” Jason said firmly.

“That sounds like torture,” Austin replied, clearly devastated. “You can’t expect me to spend a night without you after we’ve been fucking so much for weeks.”

Jason laughed, leaning in to kiss Austin’s cheek. “You’ll survive,” he said. “Barely.”

Austin rolled his eyes, but after a second he nodded. “Fine,” he said. “But only because you’re right. And only for a bit.” He snuggled closer into Jason’s embrace. “And promise me we’re making up for lost time when I feel better,” he added, smirking at the big guy.

Jason smiled at that, kissing Austin again. “Deal,” he said. “And we can actually get started tomorrow,” he added as his cock throbbed inside Austin’s hole.

“That sounds more like the big guy I love,” Austin said, instinctively pushing his hips back to press his ass more firmly against Jason. “I’m kidding. I love every version of you,” he added as Jason pulled back a few inches. “The version that cares about my health.” He smiled as about 10 inches of Jason’s cock slid out of him. “And the version that fucks me senseless—” A loud moan cut the last word as Jason thrust back in, so hard that the whole bed trembled.

Jason smirked, pounding hard into his moaning boyfriend and loving how his body seemed to gain strength and speed without him even trying. Sometimes Austin joked about it, but the reality was that Jason was a perfect breeding machine, following a cycle that made every second more enjoyable than the last. The more he fucked, the fuller his balls felt, the hornier he got, and the stronger his cum shots became. Everything escalated beyond reason.

“If we start abstaining tomorrow,” Austin added breathlessly. “You better be ready for more rounds tonight. You’re not leaving this bed until your balls are empty and your cock goes soft,” he added slowly, pausing between words.

“With you,” Jason said, thrusting particularly harder. “My balls never get empty, and my cock barely gets soft.” His hips bucked harder and faster, making Austin’s eyes roll in his head.

“Then,” Austin mumbled. “Just keep going forever.”

Jason grinned and let his horniness take over, focusing on pleasing Austin one last time before they started their deal until he felt better.

By the third week after returning to college, things got worse instead of improving. Austin started experiencing nausea that came and went without warning. They didn’t last long, but they happened often enough that Jason brought it up more seriously one evening.

“You should go to the health center,” Jason said, watching his boyfriend closely.

Austin shook his head. “It’s just a stomach bug,” he insisted. “I’ll be fine.”

Jason wasn’t convinced, especially when Austin’s appetite started doing strange things. One moment, he pushed food away and didn’t want to eat at all; but a couple of hours later, he ordered twice his usual amount and finished it all as nothing had happened.

“You make no sense,” Jason said one night, watching Austin polish off a second plate of food. “I feel like I don’t even know you anymore.”

Austin smirked. “I’m versatile,” he replied. “Full of surprises.”

“Oh, you are. But not like this.” Jason laughed, but the concern didn’t go away.

Meanwhile, Archie went through almost the same issue. His friends started making jokes about it, never sure whether he was going to skip a meal or eat enough for three people.

“Pick a lane,” one of the friends said one afternoon.

Archie shrugged. “I like options,” he said, even as a small part of him started wondering if something was wrong with his eating habits.

Toward the end of the week, both brothers noticed that their clothes felt tighter—not everywhere, only around the waist. Austin blamed it on missing a few intense practices. Archie blamed it on their mom’s cooking from spring break. Both explanations sounded reasonable enough that neither of them dug deeper.

However, for Jason, it was another part of Austin’s weird symptoms that he couldn’t ignore. One evening after practice, Austin changed in his room, pulling his shirt off and tossing it aside before reaching for a clean one. Jason was there and watched him for a second longer than necessary, narrowing his eyes and scanning Austin’s body to process the subtle differences in posture and around his middle.

Jason got closer, standing right behind his boyfriend. Before Austin could even react, Jason wrapped his arms around his waist, pressing his chest against Austin’s back, and nestling his thick bulge between Austin’s ass cheeks.

Jason’s hands moved over Austin’s abdomen, settling there in a playful way as if it were the most normal thing in the world. “Have you put on a little weight?” he asked casually as his thumbs brushed over the subtle bump beneath his hands.

Austin looked down as one of his hands came up to poke at his abdomen where Jason was holding him. He laughed softly, leaning back into Jason without even realizing it. “My mom’s desserts finally caught up with me,” he said, sounding excited rather than concerned. “It’ll probably go away once I can go back into my regular workouts.”

Jason’s grip tightened a bit as he gave Austin’s middle a playful squeeze. “I’m not complaining,” he added. “I think I like how you look with a little more body to hold.”

Austin snorted, turning his head with a grin. “Yeah? Then I guess I’ll have to bulk up a bit,” he replied playfully. “Would you like to see me with a belly? Maybe a fatter ass?”

“The belly is cute,” Jason said calmly. “But the fatter ass sounds hot,” he added, and memories of Archie’s thick butt flooded his mind.

“Noted,” Austin said. “Maybe with a fatter ass you will break your ‘no sex’ rule. I’m getting tired of it, to be honest.”

Jason smirked, resting his chin on Austin’s shoulder. “You know I hate it as much as you do, but it’s only for you to feel better,” he said, stepping back before things escalated between them as his cock stirred against Austin’s ass. “I’m trying to be the careful one between us, but you make it so hard,” he added, leaning in to kiss Austin’s lips.

“Okay, okay,” Austin mumbled between kisses. “Let’s keep it safe for a while.”

A few miles away, Archie stood before a mirror, naked and looking at his body as if trying to process the subtle changes. He had never been self-conscious about how he looked, but some areas made him look twice at this point. His abdomen had always been flat, but he saw a small curve that seemed to get more obvious each day. Even when he tried to suck it in, he felt the firmness there, and he had to let go quickly.

He couldn’t tell he was getting fat because most of his body was the same, but the scale told another story. When May started, Archie weighed 205.4 pounds, a 10-pound increase in about 6 weeks, which wasn’t a massive gain, but for someone who had weighed the same for a while, it felt like a lot. Even more because apart from his middle, most of that weight seemed to be going to his already massive bubble butt.

Archie noticed how his pants felt tighter against his ass, not dramatically enough to worry him but still noticeable to him. He could tell how the fabric hugged his curves more than before, and despite how odd it was, Archie couldn’t deny that he liked it.

“Hmm. I wonder,” he whispered to himself while looking at his reflection in the mirror. “What would happen if he—” He cut the words there, only smirking and imagining what would happen if his ass got bigger, considering how much Jason had loved it already.

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