John Pt. 1

John Pt. 1

Published by ExpressHourglass · 2013-09-01T07:07:23+0000

JOHN
John placed his hand on his stomach and burped. “Ah! Now I’m full.” He proclaimed leaning
black in his chair putting a toothpick in his mouth. Andrew leaned over and thumped John’s
stomach, John winced a little. “Damn, you’re right, it’s rock solid!” Andrew said surprised. John
smiled and absentmindedly rubbed his stomach. John stretched his arms behind him and leaned
back. Andrew noticed John’s shirt was creeping up his bulging stomach. John’s stomach was tan
with a thick curl of dark brown hair surrounding the deep belly button. Andrew only saw for a
second because at that moment John stood up and offered to help with the dishes.
His mother said “Thank you” gave him the dishes to wash then left the room. Andrew was happy
he finally got to be alone with John. Andrew waltzed over trying to be cool and dropped his plate
into the nearly overflowing sink. As he did, water splashed everywhere! John gasped as the
water hit him and Andrew. “Sorry!” Andrew said almost shouting. “No, its cool, just scared me
that’s all.” John said. He continued to wash the dishes. Andrew walked away half sad and sat on
the couch to watch the game. When John stopped, Andrew then began to pay attention. John
looked down at his shirt, the water had completely drenched his shirt therefore making it stick to
John’s ready to bust belly. John sighed and began to take off his shirt. Andrew smiled hugely,
and then stopped for he knew he couldn’t seem too excited. John’s body was more than Andrew
could’ve imagined. John was deeply tanned and muscular; his arms looked like he’d been
working out since he was at least 10. He had a tattoo of an eagle on his left bicep; his Pecs were
very impressive and tan as well. Then there was the best part. John’s gut looked like a medium
sized globe! His stuffed stomach began right underneath his amazing Pecs and booted out and
swelled until his hairy belly button, the trail of luscious hair trailed until it reached his jeans
which also looked tight. Andrew almost fainted at this God.
Just then John looked up. Andrew then nearly fainted again, for fear of being noticed. “Is it cool
for me to be shirtless? I mean I know my gut is weird but you know.” “Yeah, of course, I don’t
think my mom will mind.” “Aw thanks man! I owe you one.” Andrew smiled again. “He owes
me one!” Andrew said in his head. Andrew knew he could use this to his advantage.
After about a half hour Andrew and John were in Andrew’s room watching TV, Andrew made
sure to close the door so John would remain shirtless. John was resting his large hand on his
swelled gut, mindlessly rubbing the full roundness of it. “So,” Andrew said finally. “You
hungry?” John smiled. “Dude, look at my gut! But I won’t lie I’m a bit hungry.” Andrew tossed
him a bag of chips and a 2 liter of Coke. “I keep this in here, sometimes I get hungry too.” John
smirked. “I can’t eat all this; I’m 2/3 full already.” “Just try, I’ll bet you can do it.” John smirked
and agreed.
After a few minutes of silence and eating, John moaned. “Dude, I can’t eat anymore.” John said
poking his stomach.” Andrew walked over and sat on John’s mattress with him, he placed one
hand on John’s stomach. “You’re not full yet are you?” Andrew asked. “Bro, I’m passed, my
stomach actually hurts from all the grub in this thing.” John said as he slapped his gut. Andrew
rubbed John’s stomach. John at first gave Andrew a weird look then laid onto his pillow. Andrew
started at the top bulge of John’s stomach, and worked his way to the belly button which seemed
a bit odd, usually the amazing inne belly button was now a partially outie. Andrew knew inside
he had to make that outie happen! “Not so rough now!” John said abruptly. “My belly button is kinda sore because of all the food I have in my stomach.” John looked down at his stomach. “Is
my belly button about to pop?” John gasped. Andrew then drew a plan. “You have to push it
back in.” Andrew said. John nodded. Andrew placed one finger in John’s stomach and John
leaned back onto his elbows. Andrew gave a slight push, John’s stomach moaned immediately.
Sending a look of pain to John’s handsome face. John gripped his stomach. “Not so hard, I don’t
think my stomach’s ready for that type of fumbling.” John leaned back again only this time with
both hands on his stomach so Andrew knew he had to wait a while.