Hefty Halloween, Part 3 (Conclusion)

Last year

The breakup of the relationship between Kevin and Zane was fast and drama-free. Zane admitted that he hadn't been attracted to Kevin since his weight gain, and he thought Kevin cared more about his career than spending time with him, so he had cheated. Kevin accepted that things had changed, and Zane moved out the following weekend and into the apartment of the fireman he had been spending all his free time with. There was no name-calling, yelling, or disagreements – it was just over.

That doesn’t mean, however, that Kevin wasn’t devastated. He was still madly attracted to Zane, and he felt like such a complete loser for failing to notice that his boyfriend was slipping away because he had gained weight. Kevin’s first reaction was to abide by the maxim that “the best revenge is living well,” so he immediately decided to get into tiptop shape again. By the next week he had purchased all new workout clothes and signed up with a personal trainer so he could diet and exercise his way back down to 195 ripped pounds.

The initial results from this burst of inspiration were encouraging – Kevin lost 5 pounds the first two weeks – but he was not able to sustain them. Shortly after he started came the holidays of Thanksgiving and Christmas, along with all the treats and goodies, and Kevin quickly regained the weight plus an additional 10 pounds to bring him up to 250, his heaviest weight yet. By the time the New Year’s rolled around, Kevin had given up going to the gym and trying to get revenge, and instead re-indulged his sweet tooth whenever he wanted. He started by buying a couple of donuts each morning from the shop positioned between his condo and the office, and gradually increased it to 3 – then 4 – and eventually bought a whole dozen each day. Kevin told the clerk at the donut counter he was going to share them with his co-workers, but he would almost eat all of them because the other investment managers were so image-conscious and wouldn’t dare put carbs in their mouths.

Added to those pastries were bags of peanut M&M’s that Kevin would snack on during the day, lunch #1 at the teriyaki place and lunch #2 at the nearby deli, plus several chocolate caramel mochas to keep him going all afternoon. And then of course a big meal provided by DoorDash for dinner each night, along with whatever cookies or brownies he could get delivered.

All these calories began to take their toll, and by the fall, Kevin no longer resembled the athletic stud he was back in college. He had lost muscle in his arms and legs, but added flab on his chest, gut, back, sides, and most especially his ass, which gave him a pear-shaped 300-pound body. He shuffled around the office in his ill-fitting clothes, unaware of the disapproving stares he was getting from his colleagues – or that they jokingly referred to him as Mount Kevin behind his back.

The executives noticed, too, and were not happy. Kevin was supposed to be teaching the ropes and demonstrating the company culture to new team members on his staff, and instead he was greeting them with hands sticky from pastries and a saggy gut showing through the gap in his shirt buttons. He was warned several times about getting his act together, but when no progress was seen, Kevin was finally let go the week before Halloween.

After a few days of pity eating, Kevin knew he needed to start looking for a new job – he was paying more the mortgage since Zane had left, and he had more than doubled his food and clothing budget recently, so remaining unemployed would put a huge dent into what meager savings he had. He decided that going to the annual Halloween party at the Regal Bay would be the perfect place to start, as he had always made some great professional connections there. 

As always, Kevin waited until the last day to decide what he was going to wear, and the decision was more limited than normal due to his ever-growing size. But fortunately, he had a tall, husky friend who worked in a hospital as an orderly and from whom he could borrow a pair of scrubs. Along with a cheap stethoscope he picked up at the drug store, Kevin headed down to the party dressed as a doctor.

The scrubs were a bit of a tight fit, and Kevin could feel his gut jiggling a few inches out of the bottom hem of the smock (not to mention his ass barely fitting in the seat of the pants). He was not going to go back upstairs right away, however, as he was determined to do some networking even if he didn’t look his best. Kevin made his way around the room to introduce himself to new neighbors and chat with ones he had known for a while, all the while dropping hints that he was looking for a new career. Nobody mentioned any openings in finance or investments, so Kevin decided to take a break and hit the buffet table for dinner. Since Zane and the fireman didn’t seem to be preset at the party, Kevin decided to load up on food and not worry about how many calories he was ingesting.

He started by grabbing three hamburgers – they were regular-sized burgers and not sliders, but Kevin didn’t care because he was starving by this point – and a huge helping of mac and cheese that almost overflowed on his plate. He planned to chow down on this serving and come back for more as soon as he finished.

As he turned to head to a table, a voice asked, “Is that all you’re getting? A big guy like you will waste away if you eat that little.”

Kevin looked to his left and saw the speaker. The man looked to be in his mid-30s, with short brown hair that was going a little gray at the temples, brown eyes, a crooked smile, and a cleft chin. He was quite handsome, and fit, and tall – probably somewhere around 6’1” and 210 pounds of toned muscle. Oh, and he was dressed like a farmer in a plaid shirt, coveralls, and cowboy boots.

“Um, I was going to come back for seconds in a little bit,” replied Kevin with a smile. He was hoping the man was serious and not making fun of him.

“Well, would you like me to grab you a second plate to make that trip unnecessary?” asked the stranger, smiling back at Kevin.

“Sure, that would be nice…uh…”

“It’s Barrett. Barrett Grant. I just moved in on the 40th floor.”

“Thank you, Barrett. I’m Kevin, and I live on 7.”

Barrett laughed. “Very nice to meet you, Kevin. What can I grab for you?”

Kevin pointed out several of the items he hadn’t been able to fit onto his first plate, and Barrett scooped them up for him. The two men then walked over to a nearby table and sat down on the folding chairs.

“So, I take it you’re not actually a doctor, Kevin?” asked Barrett.

“No, um, I’m a financial planner. What gave it away – the fact that no doctor would eat this unhealthily, or that these scrubs are too small?” asked Kevin as he took the first bite of one of the burgers.

“A little of both,” replied Barrett. “But I think you look great. I’ve always been a sucker for a man with a healthy appetite.”

Kevin’s taste buds had been activated by the incredible taste of the juicy burger, but all he was noticing was the tingling happening in his groin. He then looked over at Barrett, who winked and smiled.

This year

As Kevin got dressed for this year’s Halloween party at the Regal Bay Towers, he thought about the others he had attended previously; first in his very revealing Chippendale look, then moving on to others where he had covered up his weight gain, and now back to something more revealing: a sumo wrestler costume. Unlike most people who rented an inflatable one, Kevin didn’t need anything like that as he now topped the scales at 420 pounds. He just needed to don a silk mawashi and a pair of sandals, and he was all set.

Where did the renewed confidence come from to show off his body to his friends and neighbors? From his husband.

Yes, Kevin may have attended last year’s party in search of a job, but instead managed to find the love of his life in Barrett Grant. Barrett not only appreciated Kevin’s hefty physique and hearty appetite, but also his affable personality, kind heart, and his willingness to try new things. Kevin definitely adored Barret in return, and after a whirlwind romance, the two got married just before Christmas last year. Kevin decided to sell his condo and move in with Barrett to his place on the 40th floor – which turned out to be the entire 40th floor. It was the penthouse unit, complete with a private elevator, outdoor patio, pool, and amazing view of the downtown skyline. Barrett had made a ton of money investing in tech firms and no longer need to work, so the husbands were able to spend plenty of time together during the months they were first married.

Barrett especially loved taking Kevin to his favorite restaurants, where the big man would gleefully try almost every dish on the menu from appetizers to the desserts. Barrett would watch in delight as Kevin ate everything he was given, savored the flavors, and then give his reviews – and if it was favorable, Barrett would immediately order him a second round. The two would sit on the same side of the table so Barret could also rub Kevin’s growing gut as it filled up with food, and sometimes, when they were in an especially private setting, the rubbing would continue a little lower, and Barrett’s tummy pats would turn into full-on handjobs.

All this extra food, along with the big breakfast, big lunches, and endless snacks throughout the day added another 120 pounds to Kevin’s body. He went from a flabby 300 last Halloween to a true behemoth this year – everything about him expanded outward as more and more fat poured onto him. His waist, which used to be 32 inches when he was in shape, had more than doubled to 70 inches, and his belly was even larger at 84 inches. But rather than be embarrassed or try to hide, the love and excitement shown by Barrett as he grew made Kevin no longer feel bad about his weight gain – it was something to be celebrated and not regretted. Kevin began dressing like he used to back in college – more tank tops and short shorts and less bulky sweatshirts and long pants.

So when Halloween rolled around and it was time for the annual Regal Bay Towers party, Kevin didn’t hesitate for one second to dress as a Sumo wrestler. It was always something he had considered since he was Japanese, but now that he was actually the size of one of the athletes, it seemed like a perfect fit. Along with Barrett who dressed like a pirate, the two took their private elevator down to the multi-purpose room and began to mingle with the other guests. Everyone had kind words for Kevin’s costume, and everyone reveled in his renewed self-assurance, including his former boyfriend, Zane, and his husband, Scott (previously known as the fireplug fireman). Zane and Kevin had gradually become friends after they had both paired off with new partners, and they were genuinely happy to see the other doing well.

Kevin got hungry not too long after arriving and went to the buffet table, and after watching him eat for a little while, Barrett suggested they adjourn back to their condo for some more adult fun. Kevin nodded in agreement, and they went back upstairs and immediately strode to the bedroom. Barrett had arranged for a local bakery to deliver a variety of treats which were spread out all over the bed – at least 50 cookies, cupcakes, éclairs, and mini-pies, all  ready to be devoured. Kevin licked his lips, gave Barrett a big wet kiss, and hopped onto the bed.

Barrett let his husband begin to eat the different pastries, while he carefully took off his costume and laid it on a nearby chair. Once naked, he walked over to the bed to where Kevin was laying on his stomach double-fisting cookies and pulled down the briefs to reveal Kevin’s staggeringly large ass. “Yum,” they both said at the same time. 

Kevin continued eating while Barrett reached into the top drawer of the nearby nightstand and pulled out Big Barry, their nickname for the strap-on dildo that Barrett used to sexually pleasure his husband. Barrett had been gifted with a generous cock, but it simply couldn’t keep up with the sheer mass of Kevin’s backside, so Big Barry was often called in to handle the job. Within about 30 seconds Big Barry was lubed up and in place, and Barrett began inserting it into the crack of Kevin’s mountainous behind.

Kevin moaned loudly, both from the deliciousness of the food and the actions of Barrett. “Fuck, that is soooooo good.”

“God, baby, you are so sexy,” replied Barrett as he thrust up and down. “And you keep getting better with every pound you gain.”

“Really, Bar? You like?” replied Kevin slyly as he stuffed an éclair in his mouth.

“I love, Kev. I love how luscious you are getting. I love every fold on your body. I love grabbing your love handles and feeling them grow bigger each day. And your ass – this stupendous monument to gluttony – gets me harder than you can imagine. I cannot wait until you get to 500 pounds. Or 600. Or 700. I’m gonna wanna fuck you every moment of every day.”

Kevin’s cock grew hard at not only Barrett’s words but also the action of him sliding Big Barry in and out of his anus. He pictured himself growing fatter and fatter, and he definitely liked the thought of being the biggest person wherever he went. He took a quick break from eating to fondle his fleshy moobs and marveled at their heft and softness, which only served to make his cock even harder.

Both men continued fantasizing about Kevin’s growth, and soon they were climaxing simultaneously – Barrett sprayed his cum into the dildo reservoir, and Kevin onto the bed. Covered in sweat, Kevin slowly rolled over to greet Barrett’s lips and they kissed each other deeply. 

Round two would start soon, but only after Kevin had time to eat a little more.