Sweet Revenge, Part 2

Patrick decided that in order to come up with a plan to fatten up Gus, he would need more information, so he decided to start asking a few questions that night at dinner.

He walked up behind his lover, who was currently chowing down on a steak, and nuzzled him on the neck. "You were right this morning, Gus. You deserve all the muscle-building protein, and I definitely do not. I mean, look at me. I'm a tub of lard who sits on the couch all day. But you? You have the opportunity to be the biggest, baddest muscleman of all time. You need that food to get bigger. It's just a shame..."

Gus took a bite and looked up at Patrick with his mouth full. "What's a shame?"

"Well, it's a shame you have to go into work each day. I'm sure it must take away from your workout schedule. It only slows down your growth, right?"

Gus stopped eating and said, "Oh, I don't have work out for these muscles. I only have to eat protein."

Patrick furrowed his brow. "What are you talking about? You have to work out to get that big."

"Nope. Not once."

"Well, then you must do really physical work at the car lot.”

Gus resumed eating his breakfast. "Nope. I just sell them.”

Patrick was thoroughly confused. "OK, then how do you look like Samson if you don't work out and sit around all day?"

"Don't know. I was an average-sized kid who ate regular meals, and when I graduated high school I was 5'10" and weighed about 170 pounds. But during college I started to gain weight from the beer and the pizza, and by the summer before my senior year I was close to 210 pounds. So I decided to give the Atkins Diet a try. You know the one where you don't eat carbs?"

"I've heard of it."

"Well, I started eating protein all the time, and by the end of June I had lost 20 pounds of fat, and a few weeks later I dropped another 20 pounds. I kept on the diet and started adding more and more muscle, even though I wasn't pumping iron. My body just exploded with strength and power. By the end of July my chest, biceps, shoulders, and legs were hulking out of all my clothes, and I was getting taller as well. I ended that summer at 6'4" and weighed 280 pounds, and that's where I've been ever since. As long as I eat only protein, I stay this big. When I eat other stuff, I get fatter and weaker."

Patrick was intrigued, and he started to think, "I wonder if I can figure out his secret and make the same thing happen to me?"

He then walked over to Gus, pushed the table out of the way, and sat on the big man's lap facing him. Patrick wanted to flirt as much information out of him as possible.

"So it happened during college, huh? I bet everyone on your campus got turned on, right?"

Gus laughed. "Some did, that's for sure. Most of the others in my business classes were frail and weak, so they either got jealous or scared of my new body. They may have gotten better grades, but I think I got the prize." To emphasize his point, he began bouncing his pecs.

Patrick put both hands on the juice big man-tits in front of him and massaged them. "You did indeed. Did you ever figure out what caused it? I mean, did anyone else at school grow bigger, too?"

"Nope. I thought it might have been something in the protein of the school cafeteria, but nobody else got big. And I've stayed big since leaving there, too. Wish I could get bigger, but this is the size I have stayed."

Patrick leaned in closer and started to kiss Gus's thick neck again. "What about the rest of your family? Did they grow, too?"

Gus's cock began to engorge from the attention he was receiving. "Nah. My parents are regular size, and my brother used to be. He got fat after college, though. I don't talk to him much because he resents my body. He hates that I turned into Hercules and he turned into a blob."

"Hercules could only wish he had muscle like these, Gus. Can you hurry up and finish your steak and take me to bed, please?"

Gus didn't have to be asked twice. He stood up with hardly any effort, even though he was practically carrying Patrick, and marched into the bedroom for a round of fucking.

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The next morning, after Gus had left for work and Patrick had cleaned up, the ex-bodybuilder decided to do a little research to find out more about how Gus got so big. He decided to start by finding out more about Gus's brother. He looked through some files in the office desk and was able to quickly figure out that his brother's name was Nick and he lived...right next door!

Patrick checked the address again and, sure enough, Nick and Gus were neighbors. "Strange that they wouldn't talk much since they live right next to each other."

He hastily got dressed and slipped out into sliding glass door in the kitchen. He walked off the back patio and circled the pool, hoping to see into Nick's yard, but the fence was too high. So Patrick went through the gate and walked into the front yard, pretending to admire the flowers planted near the curb. He casually looked over at the house next door was trying to see into the window when a finger tapped him on the shoulder.

Startled, Patrick whirled around and saw a short, obese man looking at him. He sort of resembled Gus in that he had dark hair (what was left of it) and Greek features, but he definitely looked like a sad ‘before’ photo in a weight loss ad. "You must be Gus's latest boytoy, right?" asked the man.

"Um, yes, I guess you could say that. Are you his brother, Nick?"

"Yep. Twins. Can you believe it? Have you ever seen two twins who looked so different?"

Patrick decided that his answer might hurt Nick’s feelings, so he moved on to a different topic. “Would you like to come over for a snack to get acquainted?"

Nick's eyed Patrick's body up and down. He responded, "Um, sure, that would be nice."

The two men went into Gus's house and Patrick started cooking more food. They chatted casually for a little while before Nick asked, "So how is it dating my brother?"

Patrick blushed, so he turned back to the stove in hopes of hiding his embarrassment. "Well, I wouldn't say we were dating. We just met the other day and things sort of happened quickly. He's an intense guy."

"Is intense just a euphemism for cocky, condescending, and rude?"

The bluntness form Nick surprised Patrick. "He was all that, too. To be honest, I was too taken with the body to care what the mouth was saying most of the time."

"That's how it goes. None of Gus's lovers stick around very long. They get tired of being treated so badly. He thinks I don't come over very much because I'm jealous of his body, but really it's his attitude that keeps me away. But our parents wanted us to be close once they retired and moved away, so they bought us side-by-side houses to force us to be together."

Patrick finished making the omelet, bacon, and sausage for Nick and put it on a plate for him. "Gus did sort of win the jackpot with his physique. Is anyone else in your family that built?"

Nick started salivating at the food in front of him. "Wow, it smells delicious. I'm not much of a cook so I end up eating cold cereal and donuts most of the time, so this is quite the change of pace. As for your question, no, the rest of the family is not very tall and we range from pudgy to obese. I'm the fattest of all the cousins."

Gus’s brother started tearing into the food while Patrick watched. He wondered if the same thing that happened to Gus might happen to Nick – if he started eating an all-protein diet, would he get big and muscly as well? Could it be possible that Patrick could turn him into a superstud like Gus, only one who was kind and loving and sincere? And what if it didn't work and Gus found out – how mad would he be? Maybe it would be better to not upset the apple cart?

Nick continued to eat quickly, as if he'd been starving, and then smiled at Patrick. "Damn this food is good. I just feel great eating a real home-cooked meal. Thank you so much."

"Well, don't choke on it, Nick. I can make more – Gus's fridge is well-stocked with protein." He looked down at Nick's massive belly and decided he was going to give Nick lots of protein to see if he could buff up. "Tell you what. Why don't I teach you how to make some of my recipes? I can even pay for the food, if you'd like. I'll come over in the morning after Gus has gone to work and make breakfast and lunch for you, plus I can show you how to make your own stuff for dinner."

Nick's eyes grew wide. "Wow! You would do that? For me?"

"Sure. It'd be fun. But let's keep it a secret from Gus, OK? I don't think he would like sharing my culinary secrets with his brother."

Nick agreed, and then went back to eating his breakfast.

Later that day, Patrick went to the store and bought tons of protein-rich food, which he later took over to Nick's place and stocked the fridge. He then went back to Gus's and whipped up a huge dinner for his muscled lover and fed it to him when he got home.

"God damn, that was good, Chubs!" said Gus. "All that meat makes me feel like a man. A horny man who needs to fuck! And I want nothin' more than to fuck a fat pig like you."

Patrick smiled, even though he had just been insulted. He wanted to run away from the beast calling him names, but the Hercules-like body was just too powerful a draw. He went over and kissed Gus hard, then got swooped up in his arms as Gus carried him to the bedroom. His last thought before passion overtook him was that he needed to work extra hard on his plan to turn Nick into a hunk. A hunk with a heart of gold instead of one with a heart of stone.

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The next morning, right after Gus left for work, Patrick went next door and started showing Nick how to cook the food in new and wonderful ways. He prepared all kinds of delicious meat and egg dishes, and he also made up a ton of protein-rich food for Nick to eat during the evening when Patrick was back at Gus's place.

Nick did his part by gobbling down the food quickly, and thanking Patrick for the assistance. "I was getting so low on funds that I wasn't sure where my next meal might come from. I truly appreciate your help, Patrick, and I feel so much better knowing I have a friend like you."

Patrick went over a gave his new friend a hug, and hoped that soon Nick would be picking him up like Gus did.