Friday, June 27, 2008

My Confessions (only the beginning)

Yea, I confess, admit, don't deny, whatever you want to call it, that I fucked a fat boy "just to see what it would be like". We met several years ago through a mutual friend. It actually started out via telephone conversations. He was cool. Maybe a year or two younger, but still cool. Not to mention his big ass had a voice like he belonged in Boyz II Men.

After several phone conversations, I figured it was time to have a face to face meeting. Now I was told that he wasn't "fat", he was "solid", like a football player. I should have asked what damn position. I asked a couple of people who knew him. "Is he fat?" One reply was, "Yea, I guess you could call him fat". Another reply was, "Girl, he's like a big ol' teddy bear." I tried to prepare myself for his "bigness" (lol). I wasn't ready. He showed up at my door. Man, when I opened that door I thought to my self DAMN YOU BIG! Those measurements he'd given me were a little off. Either he wasn't as tall as he said, or he conveniently forgot to get a recent weight. Nonetheless, we talked that night. He referred to his mom's old ass van ( I think it was an astro van) as a truck. That shit bugged the hell outta me. Anyway, we talked. The sound of his voice reminded me of the big guy I knew just from phone conversations. Fast forward to the interesting stuff.

A couple of weeks go by. He comes over a few times a week. Cooks for me ALL the time (my mom claims he's trying to make me fat like him) and we just kick it. I don't remember the very first time we did it, but I do remember that it wasn't bad. It wasn't the best I've ever had, but it wasn't bad. I remember having to push his belly out of the way when I rode him. I remember when he got it from the back, he had to prop his gut up on my ass. How hilarious right! I also remember us taking a shower and me telling him that I should be in the front because the water was unable to reach me. His BIG, long, wide, black ass in that shower taking up all that space. What the hell! Ooooh! I remember one time he laid on top of me, trying to be all sweet and shit. I couldn't breathe. Boy I struggled for breath as I told his ass he was too heavy!

After a few weeks of that project/experiment, I was done. He kinda started disgusting me after while. Always lying his big ass on my floor sleeping and shit. I don't know what it is about seeing a fat person sleep, but I wanted his ass to get up and just "be busy". You know, do some damn jumping jacks or something. And speaking of "lying", I discovered he had a slight problem with telling the truth. He lied about stupid shit. I couldn't take all that. Oh, and get this shit. This nigga had an extra nipple! It wasn't like a fully formed nipple, it looked like a small mole or something. When I noticed it, I asked what it was. This nigga said, "Oh, that's my third nipple!". He said that shit with pride! Like it was funny or something. Oh hell no! That was my fat boy experience. I haven't had one since. Shit, been there, done that, and got the damn T-shirt. I think I really do have the t-shirt. There's a mystery shirt in my drawer that's like a freakin 5XL. That shit has to be his!

2 comments:

Tracie said...

You told me to do it, too. (uh, not to that same guy) And I'm still in love with that big dude. Damn you!

All that weight holding me down....
damn. I need a man. LOL.

t.

Misunderstood said...

Lol! Yea, like I couldn't do it to a 600 pounder, but.....