Kyle shoveling apple pie and cream into his mouth, standing, belly ballooning over the crowd
Kyle just shoved himself to his feet with a rumbling groan. All eyes followed his massive belly towering above everyone´s heads. He gave his low-slung gym shorts a half-hearted tug, more out of habit than concern at showing the first rough hairs on the underside of his stomach.Mark handed him the next piece after filling it with cream from the bowl, while Kyle was still chewing the last bite of his first piece. “C’mon, dude! Eat all that pie up!"Kyle grabbed the portion and pushed it into his mouth with a grunt, against his fullness; again, only half of it remained in his hand.
“That’s it, dude!” Mark urged. “One more and you’re done with that pie!”
Kyle scarfed down the rest of the second portion, and Mark passed him the last piece, piled high with the remaining cream. Kyle held the slice, eyeing it as he let out a heavy huff, his hand resting on his full gut.“C’mon, dude!” Mark insisted. “You can’t let Jeremy down — he went through all that trouble to score you that pie! Haha.”Kyle looked at Jeremy, catching the twinkle of admiration and expectation in his eyes. He then took a couple of huge breaths and opened wide, shoving the entire piece of pie into his mouth, leaving just the crust in his hand after a big bite. Eager to claim his prize from Jeremy, Kyle tried to speak, but his words came out as a jumble of moans, groans, and grunts, as if he were plunging his huge mouthful into Jeremy's.