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Donut Stop
🕑 Added 2023-01-22 00:10:36 +0000 UTCHave you ever stayed the night at a truck stop? I have, and let me tell you, it can get pretty crazy.
I was 24, and living in my own apartment, having moved out of my parent's house a few years back. My uncle Gary had just purchased a new camper trailer, and he invited my father and I onto a camping trip with him. Unfortunately my father had to work and was unable to join us, but I didn't mine. It allowed me more freedom to stare at my uncle and his belly.
My uncle was a trucker, and was your typical type of a man you'd see driving one of those big semis around. He was bulky, able to bench 350, broad shoulders, thick arms and chest, trimmed brown hair and beard that were just starting to show signs of graying, and deep green eyes. His big bubble butt was barely able to fit into the blue jeans that almost hugged his powerful legs. He had always been a fit guy, but now I found myself drooling while I eyed the plump round gut that was stretching his blue sleeveless shirt as his belly bulge into his lap, while he drove his red pick up truck. He wore a red and white ball cap and dark sunglasses, so I did my best to only stare at his gut when I figured he wasn't like, like when he turned to look out his window.
We had been on the road for about 3 hours, and my uncle had been snacking and eating from a box of donuts the entire time. Every time he ran out of donuts he'd make a stop at a gas station or somewhere to buy more. It was no question how he had gained all the weight this year.
As the day was growing past midnight, he pulled off the freeway and into the parking lot of a large truck stop. "Let's get some shut eye, kiddo." He said as he heaved himself out of the truck. He had always called me kiddo, and I never corrected him. I liked it.
He walked around the vehicle to the door of the trailer and I followed. He unlocked it and we stepped inside, into the spacious mobile cabin that was going to be our home for the next week. Typical table that we collapsed into a bed, sink, fridge, bathroom, and bedroom in the rear. I took the room in the rear, while I claimed the bed that had been the table. I got ready for bed, and laid down and felt myself drifting off to sleep.
I later woke to the sound of the trailer door opening. Through my groggy haze I saw my uncle's large figure as he stepped out. He noticed me watching and he did a calming shushing sound. "Shhh, it's okay, kiddo. I'm just going to get some snacks for us for tomorrow's drive. Get some sleep."
I didn't argue. I feel back asleep almost instantly.
I awoke again, with a serious need to empty my bladder. Once I had used the restroom, I peeked into my uncle's room. He wasn't there. I looked at the clock magnetized to the nightstand. 2:30 am. Where was my uncle? I looked out the door window and noticed several men hurriedly walking to a large clump of semi-trucks that had seemed to be parked to make a circle. Unable to fall back to sleep while worrying about my uncle, I decided to see what all the commotion was about.
I threw on my clothes and shoes and made my way over to the circle of vehicles. As I drew near I heard cheers and laughter.
"Yeah, look at him go!"
"Damn, he can sure eat!"
"Eat? He's taking it like a champ! Just look at him!"
"God, I've got dibs on next! I brought a big box!"
As I made my way into the center of the trucks, having to squeeze past several cabins, I found myself surrounded by truck drivers of all kinds. Big, small, muscular, scrawny, fat, thin. You name it. Each of them held a box in their hands and were watching whatever was happening in the middle. I pushed my way through the crowd and beheld an astonishing sight.
In the middle were two men. One big stronger muscled trucker with his pants down, ass exposed, while he plowed the ass of the second man. Uncle Gay. I watched in stunned amazement as I beheld my uncle on his knees on a wide bench, and leaning over its back rest. He was completely naked except for his shirt, and he looked extremely bloated, much more than he had on the drive here, and his large cock was dripping pree cum as it slapped against his gut. He was eating a chocolate covered donut while the other man was drilling his dick into him with gusto. A sign sat on the ground next to my uncle, and my mouth dropped as I read it.
"DONUT DUMP! DONUTS FOR MY ASS. BREED ME WHILE I EAT."
A man bumped me with his elbow, and I got a massive whiff of alcohol as he spoke to me. "Ain't tthet som'm, boy?" I looked down and noticed the man had a box of donuts tucked under his arm, while his free hand stroked his exposed cock. In fact, most of the men in the clearing were stroking their own erections as they watched the scene before them. Most of them each holding a donut box they had bought from the shop inside, each with a desire to breed my uncle. To be honest. I couldn't help but rub my growing erection as well.
It wasn't until after the fourth man came inside him that my uncle put up a hand and began to stand. The disappointment in the crowd audible.
"No, no," my uncle shouted to them all before he belched. His large gut, over twice the size it had been on our drive here. "UUURRRP! I thank you all for the snack- UUUUUUURRRRRP! I'll be back in a few days!"
He started to get dressed, and I hurried off, an idea forming in my mind. I didn't hesitate to get my supplies from the shop and hide them under my bed back in the trailer. I stripped down and got into bed, doing my best to act like I was asleep. Not long after, I heard my uncle.
"Oh god- UUURRRP! I really over did it this time. Ooohhh, my gut hurts. BBUURRROOOP! Damn pants can't even button. Guess I need to buy more for this trip. UUURRP!" The door opened and I opened my eyes just enough to watch his large frame stumble inside. His gut was huge, and I could practically hear it sloshing and gurgling from all its contents of cum and donuts. His belly had swelled so much that his navel was just starting to peek, his pants were indeed undone under his gut, and he was holding them up with one hand while his other all but carried his swollen girth. As he walked past and to the back room I noticed his ass peeking out of his jeans too and I smiled. He got undressed and stepped his amazing hairy, built bulky fat form into the bathroom, squeezing his gut through the door with another UUURRRP!
I waited till I heard the shower to make my move. I turned on the lights, set my supplies out and got everything in place. All while I heard his deep groans from the bathroom.
When he stepped out and saw me, he paused. "Uh, hey kiddo, sorry I woke you."
"You didn't, I've been up for a while. I also noticed how much you enjoyed your late night snack." I said with a raised brow.
He looked petrified. "Fuck. I- I'm sorry, kiddo. Please don't tell your dad about it. He'll freak."
"Don't worry, I won't tell him. I'm fact," I pulled back the covers, revealing the several boxes of donuts I had purchased earlier. I opened one, pulled out a glazed donut, stood, and approached him. His cock was already hard, and he was holding his swollen gut. "What do you say that we make it our thing? You be my Donut Dump, and dad will never find out."
I held the donut to his lips and he gingerly to a bite with a groan of pleasure. I watched as his hands roamed his gut and his cock began to drip again. He took another bite and another. I chuckled.
"So, uncle Gary. Wanna be my growing hog?"
"Fuck- BUURRPP- I'll be your anything, just feed me, kiddo."
I couldn't help it. I kissed him, and he kissed me back. I pulled back with a smile and pointed a thumb at my bed, where all the rest of the donuts resided. "Then get into position on that bed and let's make this official."
He didn't hesitate. Soon he was moaning and belching with my cock deep in his worked ass. I heard his gut slosh with each thrust, while he shoveled more donuts into his mouth.
I would say that that was the end of it. But I'd be lying if I didn't admit that we made several stops along the way of our trip at more trucker filled lots. Even stayed a few nights at some, feeding and fattening my uncle, and letting his trucker buddies have a go. His gut was straining and sloshing every night possible. My dad was even surprised after our trip by how much weight my uncle had packed on. We suggested that dad join us next time, and he did. We made sure he got special treatment.
Now, 6 months later, my uncle has tripled in size. I'm feeding and fucking him on a regular basis. But, so is my dad. His gut has rounded out nicely, looking as though he swallowed a basketball. Dropping it onto my uncle's back as he drills him. He's also gained the same addiction to donuts, and while he plows my uncle, I'm plowing him and making sure he's eating just as much. They do as I say, and I love every once of power I have over them.
I wonder what the next few years have in store for me and my two hogs.
