chubbystuck-lover

Mathew took in a deep breath, fighting his excitement, his hand grasping the door knob. How much had his piggish brother gained? How big was he? Had he grown out of anything? He hoped so.  The door opened with a creek, a big grin on his face. What he saw made him even happier. Alfred was sprawled out on his belly, fast asleep. All his clothes where off, aside from his very tight boxers. There was a note on the table. ‘Mathew- I hope you and gil had a good time at the hotel, happy late birthday, by the way. Alfred gained a good twelve pounds, but I’m sure it will be more after he sleeps it off, da? I gave him five big dishes of f