Lardfill story ideas part 16

The suburbs were a maze of identical houses that stretched for miles and it seemed to Darren that there was no way out, until his neighbor offered a solution.     Darren had decided to wait a year after graduating high school to decide on what route to take in the future, but all he managed to do was smoke weed, eat too much, and take up space in his parent's home.    They were now urging him to leave and he had to make up his mind over what he was going to do.    As he sat in the backyard, puffing on a joint, his neighbor sparked up a conversation from his patio that offered a look over the tall fence separating the yards.   

"So, at the end of the week, your parents are going to kick you out?"  the neighbor, Phil said with a geniune look of concern on his face.

Phil was in his fifties, divorced with two adult kids who never visited, and seemed like a nice man.  Over the years, he had always been kind to Darren and had his family over to swim in the pool and enjoy some barbeques with his family, but after the divorce a decade ago, there hadn't been much contact between the families.   Darren, however, had been building a good friendship up with him over the last year.   They would share a joint through the fence, and Phil had him over at night to swim in the pool and have some drinks.   It was just casual conversation, and Darren thought that Phil was getting lonely without his family.   It didn't hurt that Phil was an attractive man, and didn't lecture him over his growing weight like his parents did.    

"Yeah, they said they want me to do something with my life instead of turning into a 'fat waste of space' - Mom's words," Darren said, coughing a little on the smoke.

Phil began to smile, his teeth just starting to show.  He had an idea and he asked Phil to come over to the deck so they could talk about it quietly.    

"If they kick you out, I think you should leave - but just come over here and stay in the basement den.  They'll learn a lesson when they find your room empty and you gone," Phil said with a grin.

"But for how long?   I can't just stay in your house forever," Darren said, concerned.

"They told you that they were going to put all your stuff out on the front yard!  I think you should let them.    Let them dump their son's entire life out of their house, and then watch to see what happens when you leave.   Let them pick all your stuff back up and make them wish they never told you to go," Phil explained.

"You think that's a good idea?" Darren asked.

"Anyone wanting to throw you out on the curb has something wrong with them," Phil said with a warm smile that made Darren's heart skip a beat.   "You're a very special person and I'd be glad to have you stay here."   

"What will I do about-" Darren started, but was cut off by Phil.

"Don't worry about anything.   I'll take care of everything," he offered.

"What do you get out of this, though?" Darren asked hestitantly.

"I get someone to spend some time with, and I couldn't think of a person I'd rather have stay here.   I really can't,"  Phil leaned in.   

They kissed and Darren felt like he was floating.   The energy that rushed into him from that confident, strong kiss was electric.   He felt alive and his heart soared.    The man who he had known all his life had suddenly turned into someone different - he was surprised that such a man would be interested in a flabby slacker like himself.   He wasn't even sure how much he weighed anymore - but he assumed he was around 350lbs and every ounce of his body was falling in love with Phil.

Phil's hands held on to Darren's lovehandles and pulled him in closer as they kissed.   Darren could feel Phil's firm stomach and chest press into his soft curvy frame and he could feel Phil's erection pressing into his lower belly.   Phil looked at him and stared into Darren's eyes, like he was learning what thoughts were going on behind them.      

"I don't want to do anything until I've got you here, okay?    I don't want to rush things with you," Phil said, his fingers lingering on Darren's soft belly.    

"Okay," was all Darren could manage to get out from his throat.  

Friday

Darren spent the rest of the week dealing with his parents with a new outlook.   As they began hauling his things out to the front yard, Darren simply walked away and discretely slipped into Phil's basement door.    Inside his new home, Phil was waiting naked in Darren's new bed.