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Joe's Auto Part 5
🕑 Added 2023-05-30 19:57:13 +0000 UTC(Due to having missed out on a lot of writing, I decided to extend part 5 a bit. Hope you all enjoy it as much as I did writing it)
That night, I didn’t waste any time getting ready and heading back to the shop to meet up with Kent. I remembered he mentioned he would bring snacks, but that didn’t stop me from bringing a bit extra. I made sure not to bring anything rough and crunchy like chips, knowing that after a while a man’s mouth would get raw if he ate too many. Instead I brought a few of the boost shakes, both chocolate and vanilla flavors. I also took the time to make some sandwiches, being sure to pack them full extra ham and turkey, and extra mayo. I even brought some cans of beer, a twelve pack to be precise.
As I rolled into the shop parking lot I found Kent leaning against his charger, rubbing his bulging pot gut as he waited for me. After turning off my car, I walked around to him. He jumped the gun, he spun around in front of me and used his gut to push me up against his car. He looked me up and down as he used one hand to rub his gut, the other hand was propped up on his vehicle.
“So,” he began. His breath smelled of mint and alcohol. He must have had a beer while waiting for me. “You think you’re ready to stuff this old man’s gut?”
“Damn right,” I said as I ran my own hand across his gut. “I even brought you some extra snacks for you.”
“Oh? Good boy. That’s what Daddy likes to hear.” Kent said as he began to rub my chest. “Why don’t you get yours and I’ll get mine, and we’ll head on inside.”
“Sounds good to me, Daddy,” I said with a smile.
He began to step back, but before I knew it, he had his gut pressed fully against me as he planted a big kiss on my lips, taking lip into his mouth just enough that his mustache tickled my nose. He used his tongue just enough that it wasn’t overbearing, as he held me against him, using his firm hands to rub up my back and down to squeeze my ass. The kiss lasted for several minutes before he finally broke away with a wide grin on his face, leaving my cock erect and dripping in my jeans.
“Alright, let’s go.” Was all he said before we rushed to grab the snacks from our vehicles and make our way inside.
Once inside, Kent locked the door behind us, for obvious security reasons. I noticed there was a truck parked in the corner of the shop, conveniently where none of the cameras faced. Kent headed directly for the truck and put his, larger than I had anticipated, cooler into the bed of the vehicle. He caught my eye and must have known what I was thinking.
“Don’t worry, I parked the truck here earlier today just before I left. As you know, absolutely none of the cameras can see this corner. Joe probably has his reasons.” He gestured for me to put my supplies with his, so I did.
Before long, he was using his gut once again to push me up against the truck. He kissed me long and passionately. In between kissing he would reach over my shoulder, open his cooler and pull out a beer, which he would then proceed to chug. As he did, I swear I could feel his gut bloat just a little bit against me. Once he finished the beer, he’d give a sigh and belch as he rubbed his gut, still pressed against me. There were several moments, while I had my hands on his gut, he would reach down and rub the growing erection in his pants before rubbing mine, which was throbbing and leaving a large wet spot.
He gave me a smirk, “Seems like you enjoy feeling Daddy’s belly against you, and hearing him belch.”
“You’re damn right I do. I’m a sucker for a man who lets himself go.” I said as I gave his nipple a slight pinch, which caused him to groan. Followed by putting my hand under his shirt and rubbing my thumb around his navel, which made him almost gasp with anticipation.
He gave me a look full of lust, before he began kissing me again. After the kiss he pressed his forehead against mine and practically moaned, “why don’t you show Daddy what you brought him to eat.”
I smiled and gave him another quick kiss, before I walked to the back of the truck and opened my cooler, pulling out a tray of brownies I had made earlier. I opened the rear door of the truck and put the plate on the seat. I then gave his gut a gentle pat and rub. “You better start eating, Daddy. Can’t have you wasting away.”
He gave a grunt as he stepped forward, leaned over, unwrapped the tray and began eating the brownies one by one with groans of satisfaction. “Oh gurd, deez ur durlurshurs. Mmmr.”
“Glad you like them, Daddy. I made them special for you.” I gave his back a rub, followed by his hanging gut, which was now rolling over his waistline. I let my hand roam down his back until I was at his behind, which was pleasantly round, a totally muscle daddy bubble butt. I gave it a squeeze and smack or two, which only made him groan more.
I went back to my cooler and grabbed a second tray, this one full of some of the sandwiches I had made. I also grabbed a bottle of lube. When I returned, I saw that he had finished almost half the brownies, as expected. I put the new tray in front of him, along with a bottle of water.. He didn’t hesitate to unwrap it and begin eating from both plates. I just reached under and gave his gut another rub, his shirt hanging open just enough for me to rub the exposed flesh as I moved behind him once again.
“That’s it Daddy. Keep eating. Fill that belly. A gut like this needs to be taken care of. Fed and filled as much as possible.” I gave his ass another gentle smack before I grabbed the waist of his jeans and pulled them down to reveal his muscular hairy ass. I continued to pull his pants down to expose his balls and let his hard cock bump his belly with an audible wet SMACK. I just smiled. “A Daddy like you needs a boy like me to fill him from both ends.”
He groaned even louder as he adjusted his stance, giving in to me. I didn’t make him wait long. I pulled out my own throbbing dick and drenched the head in lube. I then used it to brush against his whole, making him shudder with pleasure. Once his hole was nice and wet, I drenched my cock with the gooey lube and began working my way in. He groaned and moaned loudly, and I was thankful that the shop was mostly soundproof. At one point his moan of pleasure turned into a large UUUUURRRRRROOOWWWP!
By the time I was fully in he was groaning and moaning in pained pleasure. I just gave his back a gentle rub, “there we are, Daddy. Good job. I’m all the way in.” I reached under and gave his belly a rub, feeling precum running down the curve of his gut as his cock brushed against my fingers. “Now, get back to eating. I’m about to breed Daddy good and hard.”
I pulled back, almost all the way out, before I rammed my cock all the way back in. This made him cry out in pleasure as I went in and out. It didn’t take too long before we had a rhythm of him eating and belching as I rammed his ass over and over again. He had even moved a hand down to rub his bulging gut, while he basically fucked his own belly to each of my thrusts. Within minutes I was panting heavily, one hand on his shoulder, the other on his hip as I pulled him onto me, trying to get as deep as I possibly could. On my last leg, I reached under and grabbed hold of his gut, only to find him also holding his gut, with a finger in his navel as I roared and emptied my load inside him. As I did, he gave another large UURRRRRAARROOOP! As he too unleashed his load all over the step and seat of the truck.
It wasn’t until I pulled out and he stood up panting that I realized he had cum multiple times while I plowed him, leaving several puddles all over the vehicle. Not only that, but both plates were empty, along with the bottle of water. He just groaned as he turned to face me, with chocolate crumbs and mayo smeared on his lips and chin. His gut definitely looked more bloated than before. But even more surprising, his cock was still hard.
He put a hand on his gut and gave me an exhausted looking smile. “So, what’s next?”
I gave him a smirk of my own. “Oh, I have plenty of ideas.”
The next several hours were spent of me bending him over the bed of the truck, fucking him again as he ate more plates of sweets he brought. I cleaned off my cock a bit as he laid back in the bed and I climbed up and fucked his gut good and hard, making him groan and holler in painful pleasure, especially when I drove my cock into his navel. But one of my favorite moments was when I laid on my back and he bounced on my cock, asking me how much bigger he should get, and I stated that that gut should be so big that it’s resting on my torso as he bounces on my cock. All the while he was eating more sandwiches from plates I prepared. I lost count of how many times I came inside him or on him. And I especially lost count of how many times he came all over himself, and me. But damn, that man could eat. I believe in total we had brought enough food to feed 10 people and he ate enough to feed at least eight before he officially could not eat anymore without getting sick. By the end of the night, we managed to get his belly to expand a total of eight inches, which was very impressive.
As we prepared to leave, we obviously cleaned up our mess, well I cleaned most of it, he was too full to get down and wipe up our sticky mess. But he did once get on hands and knees to wipe something up, I couldn’t help myself and took total advantage of him and bred him one last time for the night.
When we were back at our cars, his shirt could no longer cover his gut, leaving his navel barely exposed. We shared a kiss once again and I even gave his belly a kiss, which he of course loved and pushed it into my face. I chuckled as I stood.
“You look so fucking pregnant right now,” I said as I rubbed his gut.
He looked down and eyed his bulging belly. “Well, I may as well be, with how many times you bred me. I think I can hear your seed sloshing around in there and making a baby right now. OOF, yep, just felt a kick.”
We both chuckled and shared another kiss. I was sure to push him against his car and put some of my weight on his gut, which made him release a large belch right in my face.
“God damn, boy. You have the magic touch.” He said as he slapped my ass.
“I had fun tonight, thank you for this.” I said as I gave his white beard a gentle tug.
“My pleasure, kiddo.” He said before giving a tilt of his head. “Now, we gotta find a way for you to get your hands on Joe.” He gave a chuckle.
“Right, Joe,” I said, not having forgotten about the grizzly man, just having lost myself in the fun tonight. “Hopefully I’ll find a way to get my hands on him and get him growing for me. But, in the meantime, I wouldn’t turn down more fun times like this with you.”
He gave a deep growl, “I won’t say no to that. With your help, within a few months I’ll be huge.”
“I hope so. This gut is going to be huge, full of food and my cum.”
“Hmm, speaking of cum. How about one more for the road?” He asked as he gave his gut a rub and reached down and cupped my package in his hand.
I gave an evil grin as I spun him around and pushed him down against the hood of his car. “Fucking turn around and give me that ass.” I pulled down his pants, all the while he was giving me words of encouragement. Within moments I was plowing his ass good and hard one last time for the night.
The following morning, Kent was spending a lot of the time cradling his still bloated belly, which was straining his jumpsuit drastically. He was even walking a little funny, no doubt from all the times I bred him. Even I was feeling a little sore. Everytime he caught my eye he’d give me a wink and rub his gut with a smirk. It was nice to have that connection between us now.
I had just finished paperwork for a client. Joe had been in earlier, spending most of the time in his office, but he had recently headed out to grab a few supplies and coffees. Knowing that Joe wanted all the paperwork stacked on his desk, I took the liberty and stepped into his office and dropped it on the large stack. To my horror the stack of papers tilted and fell over, sliding across his desk, scattering across his keyboard and knocking his mouse to the floor. Cursing to myself I moved around to clean up the mess I had caused. I was shocked when I noticed that the chaos of papers had turned off the screensaver on the computer to reveal a video paused on the screen. My eyes widened when I saw what the video was showing and couldn’t help but press play.
It was me and Kent in the shop last night. It was the moment I had been laying on my back in the bed of the truck, with Kent bouncing on my cock. I had both of my hands on his round gut, while Kent used his own hand to rub and play with his belly and stroke his cock, while his free hand reached over to the tray we had prepared and grabbed a sandwich from the stack and began eating it vigorously. With his mouth full he groaned and belched. He smacked his gut. In between mouthfuls he asked me;
“So, what do you think? Is this gut big enough yet?”
My video-self shook his head. “Fuck no. We gotta get this ball gut even rounder.” That only made Kent grunt in anticipation and eat more.
I paused the video, knowing how the rest of it played out. I was simply in shock that we had been caught, and Joe had seen it all. But how had he recorded us when there were no cameras facing that location of the shop? I moved over to the window across from the desk. I used my finger to open the blinds and looked out the window of the office into the shop and looked up to see where the camera must have been posted. It was difficult to see but sure enough, there was a new camera that I had never seen before, and no doubt neither had Kent. With the camera being a similar color to the walls, and looked to be brand new, it was no wonder Kent and I had known nothing about it. But what was worse, Joe was just entering back into the shop.
I began to panic. I was still in the office, the screen was still on. He’d know I saw the video. But even if I didn’t know, what was he going to say or do with me and Kent? I had to fix this. Had to clean up my mess. Had to make it look like I hadn’t seen anything. I had to play it cool.
I raced back to the computer, rewound the video a few seconds to where I thought was the closest to the point I had started it. I then a combination of keys with the windows button on the keyboard and turned the screensaver back on. I then hurriedly picked up all the papers and stacked them as neatly as possible. I had just finished putting the last paper on the stack when Joe walked into the room with his coffee in one hand and a box of a dozen donuts in the other.
“H-hey Joe,” I said, trying my best to keep my voice steady and calm. “That was fast.”
“Yeah, I didn't need to do much.” He said as he eyed me and the papers and the desk. “You were in here the whole time I walked through the shop. Does it really take that long to drop off some paperwork?”
He gave me a suspicious look. So I did the next best thing I could and told him the truth. “Yeah, I had put down some papers but I tipped over the stack. They went everywhere and I had to pick them up. Didn’t want you to come back to papers everywhere.”
“Oh, well thank you.” He said as he put the donuts down. “Alright, out with you, get back to work. I’ve got some emails to run through.”
“Oh yeah, of course. Excuse me.” I slipped past him, and could’ve sworn he brushed against me a bit more than normal. I closed the door behind me as I left the office. As I passed the window once again, I noticed the crease I had left in the blinds when I had looked out. I couldn’t help it. I used them to look back in, and my eyes widened.
Joe sat down in his chair and pulled the donut box closer. He leaned back in his chair and undid his pants, pulling out his thick manly cut cock. He then used one hand to begin jerking, as he pressed play on the video. I could barely hear mine and Kent’s voices, while I watched Joe take a donut and begin stuffing it into his mouth. As he chewed, he rubbed his gut and stroked his cock, while he continued to watch the video, his cock was already slick with precum.
I couldn’t help it. I had to rush off to the restroom to relieve myself. As I did, I couldn’t help but wonder if I should move my plans for Joe forward.
