It had been easy to bypass the security system and make their way inside. Almost too easy, Ramon thought, but then reminded himself that this was just a small mom and pop shop. The kindly old couple who ran the place were probably too trusting and didn't think for a minute that someone would come steal from them. And for the past few years, they'd been right about that. But tonight was different. Ramon had been scoping out the place for nearly a month, shocked at the amount of traffic the tiny store received, and all that traffic meant a lot of profit to be had. It was an easy gig, and now all they had to do was crack open the safe and get out of here. He just hoped his partner was up to the task.

"I dunno, man..." Alex said under his breath. He was standing behind Ramon, keeping an eye out for anything that would mean trouble for them. "Robbing a gas station is one thing, but these are two old folks. I mean... what if this is all they have?" It always took a lot of coaxing and convincing to get Alex to go along with a heist, but he was a sucker under pressure and Ramon could talk him into anything.

"Hey, too late to turn back now, all right?" Ramon hissed, always annoyed when Alex got cold feet right in the middle of a job. "Besides, these old farts have been running this place for years. They've got no kids to leave all this cash to, so when they like, kick the bucket in a couple years, it's all going to go to waste, right? Now shut up and get on that safe." Ramon reached around to grab hold of the front of Alex's shirt and swung him around. He'd found the safe hidden behind a couple of empty, decorative boxes. It was cute that they thought that would work. He then leaned back onto the checkout counter and looked down the display cases. Taking in a deep breath, he relished the scent of sweets. Everything had been laid out for the next day's business it seemed, pastries and chocolates were all heaped into pretty little piles. Funny, he'd thought that bakers and the like usually made this sort of stuff first thing in the morning, not the day before. He shrugged the matter off mentally, for what did he know about baking practices anyway? "You done yet?"

"Gimme a second!" Alex replied. "It's an old safe. The clicks are hard to decipher." He listened closely as he turned the dial. Sometimes he thought the lock was clicking, but it turned out to be the aged metal creaking. "This is stupid," the boy groaned. "Who keeps a safe for this long? It's older than me."

"Well just hurry it up." Ramon grumbled, putting a foot on Alex's backside and pushing a little out of impatience. Lights from a passing car briefly filled the shop, illuminating the quiet little space. It was a cute place, though it could use a bit of updating with the decor. Growing antsy, Ramon went and picked up a chocolate filled croissant from the display, taking a generous bite and wandering back to see Alex's progress. "Mm, not bad," he murmured and made a note that after Alex had cracked the safe open, they should help themselves to a few items.

Alex rolled his brown eyes. "I'm so glad you can be calm enough to stuff your face right now." There was a louder click inside the metal safe and Alex grinned. "Got it!" The door creaked open and he was surprised to see how organized it was. Checks and credit card receipts were on top. Cash bills, separated by value, were rubber banded together on the bottom shelf. There were even zip lock bags containing coins that were also separated by value. "Could they make this any easier?"

Ramon would have reminded Alex that he'd been the one to disable the cameras and security system if not for his mouth having been stuffed with another large bite. He was able to swallow and then leaned over Alex, shoving the rest of the croissant and its chocolate stuffing into the other boy's mouth, while he took hold of the neatly contained bills and began to shove them and everything else he could reach into the backpack that they'd brought for the occasion. "Sweet! That'a boy. Now let's beat it."

"Wait a minute," Alex suddenly said around a full mouth. "This stuff is pretty good. The store won't open for another five or six hours. Let's celebrate with some dessert." He laughed. "It's not every day we get access to free sweets, right?"

"Well, that's true... why don't we just take some with us?" Though as he spoke, he licked his lips. Maybe they could spare a little bit of time and celebrate right here and now. With the backpack slung over a shoulder, he went over to the display case again, taking a quick look before he snatched up an éclair and bit into it. "Wow, that's super good," he said, still chewing. He picked up the whole platter, and then took one and held it out for Alex. "You have got to try one of these."

Alex looked at the pastry held in front of his face. "It's one of those custard filled things, right? My aunt used to buy them for breakfast when we visited her as kids." He took a bite and licked his lips. "Oh yeah. Even better than I remember." Alex took the one from Ramon's hand and picked up one in the other. "I love these things."

Ramon licked his lips. "Yeah. I never had one before tonight, geez, if I'd have known, I'd be eating these for breakfast every day too." He gave a little moan as he bit into a second one and felt the cream shoot down his throat. It was so good, so fresh, and even a little warm still. The chocolate on top melted in his mouth and he had to take a few minutes to lick his fingers clean before picking up another one and handing it to Alex. "The shape's kinda... dirty though, don't you think?" He held the treat against Alex's lips.

The boy turned his head away slightly. "Gay much? And stop trying to feed me. I can do it by myself."

"Aw, come on. Not like you've never done it before," Ramon said with a smirk. Ramon wasn't exactly picky himself, he'd fuck anything that looked good really. "Show me your technique."

"What? No!" Alex swatted Ramon's hand away. "That's sick, dude. I've never done anything like that. I like girls, got it?" No longer having fun, Alex threw his pastries into the trash. "Maybe you should just keep the money. It'll come in handy when you wanna pay a John to suck you off."

Ramon flushed angrily at that, slamming down the platter and leaping for Alex. "What'd you just say to me you little shit?!" he sought to wrestle with Alex and pin the other boy's arms around his back and restrain him.

"Ow! Oww!" Brown eyes glared over his shoulder at the other teen. "What're you mad at me for? You're the one talking about dicks and techniques!" Alex tried to jerk free of Ramon. "Let me go, man! I'm done with this!"

"Shut up! We're not done here," Ramon snarled, catching both of Alex's wrists in one hand. With his free hand he grabbed the man by the back of his head and brought him over to the platter of éclairs. "Not until you've finished eating every one of these." He shoved Alex's face towards the disheveled, but still intact pile.

"Are you crazy?! Mmf!" Chocolate and custard smeared over his lips, chin, and nose. Large pieces of the now smashed pastries caught in his throat, forcing Alex to chew and swallow to avoid choking. What the hell was wrong with Ramon? He'd never flown off the handle this badly before. "Stop it! I'm serious!"

"So am I, now eat!" Ramon shouted, not seeming to care if he was heard and alerted someone to their whereabouts. He pressed Alex's face back towards the platter. "Eat, or else I'll rape you right here and now." Given his position, he gave Alex a little thrust, though he wasn't in the least bit hard right then.

Alex gasped in horror. He wouldn't put it past Ramon to do something like that. Not now when he was so mad and crazy. So to save his own ass, literally, the boy began eating what was left on the platter. The éclairs were horribly filling. Obviously, the woman made them with real butter and sugar, and lots of it. There was a dull ache in his full stomach by the time he was done. "There... all right?"

Ramon let Alex go after that, practically throwing the other teen against the back counter. He huffed in disgust, not certain why he'd felt so angry and why he'd made Alex do something so... stupid. "Let's just get out of here," he muttered and would proceed to the back door. Which, as he tried the knob, found was locked. "The fuck?"

"What?" Alex wiped his mouth as he stood and came to stand beside the other. "Try turning it the other way. Sometimes old doors are weird like that."

"I'm turning it every which way I can!" Ramon barked, yanking on the door for all he was worth, but the knob just jangled and clattered about, and the door remained firm and shut. "Fuck!" he cried, letting go and giving the door a good hard kick. "Try the front."

Alex grunted. "Yeah, and make it obvious we were here. Move over." He reached into his shaggy ponytail and pulled out a hair pin. "Not one word," the boy warned as he started to pick the lock. "This was the worst place to pull a heist. I'm never doing this again. I mean it."

"Like having their money taken wasn't obvious enough," Ramon grumbled, folding his arms as he waited for Alex to work the magic that would set them free. If they got out, this would be worth it, they had to have a couple thousand in the bag right now, so he wasn't sure just what Alex was belly aching about. This was far better than any gas station job they'd done.

There was a snap followed by, "Shit!" Alex stared at the broken half of the hair pin in his hand, the other lodged in the lock of the door. "This stupid old building!" he shouted and gave the door a good hard kick. "You're right! The money's already gone. We should just throw a chair through the window and escape that way! At least we could be dramatic about it."

"Already ahead of you there," Ramon replied, having picked up a chair once Alex gave his own kick to the door. He threw it at the window, only to have it bounce back and clatter loudly to the ground. "No fucking way! You have got to be shitting me!" Apparently, while the building was old, they'd replaced the glass with some type of high density plastic composite. Ramon gave it a good sound smack with his fist. "No way we're getting through this."

"'It'll be easy,' you said. 'They're just old people,' you said. 'A quick in and out,' you said. Yeah, Ramon, this worked out so brilliantly." Alex spun on his heels and threw his hands in the air. "The shop is going to open in five hours and we're still going to be here! We won't get any of the money and we're going to go to prison and be the pansy asses who couldn't even rob a cupcake store!"

"Shut up! Just shut the fuck up, Alex!" Ramon bellowed, pacing about angrily. "How was I supposed to know that those old farts actually took maximum security measures?" He folded his arms, frowning deeply. "Okay... maybe we can still get out. When they come to open up, we rush 'em and make a dash for it. There's been no alarm, so they won't know someone's been in here or to expect us to be in here."

"Yeah, except we've left a trail of half-eaten pastries behind us," Alex pointed out, literally aiming his finger at the tray on the floor which he'd been forced to eat from. "No evidence there."

"Well then, what? Eat them all so there's no evidence?" Ramon snarled. Though that didn't sound like such a bad idea.

Alex sighed in aggravation. "You're so retarded, man. This is the last time I let you talk me into anything." The boy turned his back on his friend to start working on the door again. He figured there must be a way to get it open. "You can stuff your face if you want, but I'm getting out of here."

"They're your teeth marks, you finish them off," Ramon replied, huffing and leaning against the counter to wait and see what Alex would do.

Without warning, Alex had picked up a cupcake from the back counter and threw it right at Ramon. "And now it's all over your face."

Ramon's eyes flashed murder as he wiped pale blue icing off his cheek. "That's it!" he roared and went after Alex, seeking to pounce upon the other teen. "If I have to be stuck in here, at least I'm going to have some fun!"

Alex yelped as he was suddenly tackled to the floor. Fun? What the hell was Ramon on about? "Get off me!" he shouted, struggling under the boy who was far more athletic and consequently stronger and heavier than him.

For a moment, Ramon wasn't entirely sure just what he'd meant to do by forcing Alex to the ground beneath him, but a quick flash of inspiration came to him as he caught sight of a roll of packing tape under the counter. In an instance, he'd picked it up and forced Alex to roll over onto his back, where despite Alex's continued struggles, he began to bind the young man's wrists together.

"H-Hey!" Alex tried pulling his hands apart, but Ramon already had them too tightly bound. "This isn't funny, man! Cut it out!" He attempted to sit up, but a simple lean forward on Ramon's part had Alex pinned. "Let me go, man! Let me go!"

Ramon grinned toothily, quite proud of his handiwork and decided that a little bit more was in order. He went and did the same act to Alex's ankles, acknowledging that Alex could still do some harm with his legs so free. Complete, he got up off his friend and stood back to watch Alex squirm on the floor; limbs securely contained.

Alex jerked his limbs around angrily and glared up at the other boy. "When we get out of here, you and I are so done!" In a vain attempt to perhaps get away, Alex rolled onto his front and began to inch across the floor like a worm.

Ramon rolled his eyes in response, as if there had been any doubt of that happening for the past couple hours. Still, it just wouldn't be right if he didn't give Alex a little something to remember him by. So, he grabbed Alex by the back of the shirt and hauled the other up and sat him down upon a little stool behind the counter. It squeaked loudly, but Ramon figured, that at this point, who cared if they made any noise? Not like all the racket they'd been making since the start had done anything. "Now let's see here..." He went and took a look at all the many delights still stocked within the display case.

Alex grunted as he was thrown about. "I-I'm not hungry..." he said a bit warily when he saw Ramon looking at all the pastries and other desserts.

Ramon ignored those words, having decided that the cinnamon rolls looked to be a good start. They were fat and gooey and coated thickly with icing. He brought the entire plate full over and set it down, picked up one and then contemplated just how he was going to get Alex to comply with his deviant wishes. "Why don't you just be a good boy and open up?" Lips were pursed shut as Alex shook his head. No way he was playing this whack-job's game. "Yeah, thought so." Ramon sighed, and then reached out to grab hold of Alex's nose, harshly. Waiting for that inevitable gasp for air.

Alex held his breath for as long as he could, but his lungs soon burned with the need to breathe. His mouth flew open with a desperate gasp, given little time to actually inhale before a cinnamon bun was promptly shoved in. "Mmmrn!"

Ramon was mindful of his fingers as he gradually propelled the confection into Alex's maw, forcing the other to either continue eating or face suffocation by choking. "How's that?" he asked, retracting his hand and licking away crumbs and icing. "Mm, tastes pretty good to me."

All the boy could manage was a spiteful glare as he began to chew, knowing good and well the threat of choking. Ramon waited for Alex to be done before shoving forth another bun, and looking to Alex, challenging the other to defy him again. Alex chewed bitterly. Of course, there were worse things that could happen to a guy than forced to eat desserts. The plate of cinnamon rolls were gone after a while. Alex's stomach groaned in protest of all the dough and sugar. He could feel how full it was, a slight curve bumping his bound wrists. "Had enough fun?"

"Not yet." Ramon replied, rather blithely as he went back to the display case, licking his fingers as he took another quick look over and returned with platter of fruit tarts. "Now will you be a good boy?" He held a strawberry tart before the other's lips in offering.

"What are you trying to do here?" Alex asked, even as a tart was shoved into his open mouth.

Ramon shrugged and readied an apple tart next. "Just killing some time, I guess."

"Fucked up twat," the boy mumbled under his breath. Alex immediately regretted it when two tarts were shoved into his mouth at once. He was about to retaliate when he saw the murderous glare in Ramon's eyes. Nervously he chewed and swallowed the remainder of the tarts. By the end, his stomach was starting to get noticeable under his shirt, again making noises of protest against anymore food.

But despite those rumbling protests, Ramon continued, going for the chocolate and caramel covered pretzel sticks and then the brownies right after that. He grinned as he saw Alex's stomach become noticeably swollen under his clothes and gave it a light poke. "Looks like someone's got a little pot belly."

Alex let out a whimper of a moan. "No more, Ramon, please..." There was a dull ache in his stomach, but the poke didn't hurt thanks to the apparent padding he now had. "I'm so full."

"Aw, come on. You can handle a little bit more, can't you?" Ramon said, pulling Alex's shirt up a little. Frankly, he found Alex's little belly to be rather cute. Rounded out like it was, almost like a girl a good several weeks into carrying a little bastard.

"I... I dunno," Alex replied with another full groan from his belly.

"Just a little bit more," Ramon cooed, tracing a finger along Alex's stomach and then pulling away so that he could go get that one final treat...

Alex couldn't believe this was happening to him. Ramon was stuffing him and actually getting some sick enjoyment out of it! He felt his pants pinching the plump skin. It was so uncomfortable. Doing all he could to help himself, Alex wrestled the button with bound hands. As the zipper slid down, more of his full round belly pushed out, finally given the room it wanted.

"Coulda had me do that for you," Ramon said with a smirk, catching the sight of more of that rounded belly come into view. In his hands, he held a large and very decadent looking chocolate cake.

"I don't want you anywhere near me down there," Alex managed to hiss. All his arrogance was crushed at the sight of the cake. "Oh... Oh no..."

But Ramon only smiled and twirled a cake knife in his hand, brandishing it with a flourish as he set about cutting the first slice free. "Mmm, this looks so good. Triple chocolate, and the layers are like two inches thick each!"

"Oh god..." Alex turned his head away, but it was easy for Ramon to follow with cake on a fork. Try as he might, the chocolate dessert still found its way between his lips.

"There we go," Ramon praised, feeding Alex the cake small mouthfuls one at a time. More and more, smiling with dancing eyes. It was quite a decent sized cake, no doubt meant for several customers throughout the day, but Ramon insisted that Alex alone consume it all.

After only half the cake, Alex's belly was swollen out with the dessert. If it was a baby, he could have been three, even four months along maybe. The flaps on his jeans had been completely folded back and his shirt pushed up revealing the full pink belly. Alex's own hands snuck a feel now and then, in total disbelief that his body was doing this.

Ramon took a moment to pause and ran his palm up and down along the curve of Alex's belly. "Looks good on you," he said, though was sure that Alex would hate hearing it and no doubt think he was nuts.

"It's awful," Alex argued. "I look ridiculous..."

"Well, maybe a little," Ramon said, but still let his fingers run along it. Honestly, this taut bit of pinkish skin was starting to turn him on something fierce. He wasn't sure if it was the best means of distraction, but he went to finish feeding Alex the rest of the cake.

Several whimpers and moans later, the cake was gone, barely a crumb left. By now, Alex was leaning back against the counter, his belly too big and heavy to sit forward with. He was so full and so round. Even his belly was strangely warm stuffed with so much food and trying to handle it all. There was pink glow about him with the flesh being stretched so tight over his dessert girth.

"Wow," Ramon sighed, both his hands cupping that flushed belly. "How do you feel?" It only seemed to occur to him now that perhaps Alex's life could be in danger, that his belly might somehow burst and the guy could die. Yet as dire a thought as it was, it seemed a distant one, as he marveled at Alex's changed form.

"Really, really full..." Alex answered, letting out a small moan when Ramon's hands touched him. "And warm... No more food, Ray... Please..."

"No, no more food," Ramon replied softly, his thumbs lightly caressing back and forth while his hands remained firm upon that beautiful round form. This was so wrong, but Alex looked so cute like this! Ramon knelt down before the other and lightly kissed the centre of that little bump.

A soft gasp was heard, making his belly jump slightly. The pink color on his stomach was reflected in his cheeks now as well. "Ray, don't..." Alex tried to protest.

"What?" Ramon asked, nuzzling Alex's new belly slightly. "Doesn't hurt, does it?"

"N-No... It feels good, but... it shouldn't." Alex tried to turn away, but Ramon kept a firm hold on him. "It's weird. Stop..." He had to swallow a pleased noise trying to escape the back of his throat.

"No way," Ramon replied, continuing to brush his cheek and lips along Alex's taut belly. What would Alex look like if he got any bigger? Like, end of pregnancy big? The thought made Ramon shiver with the potent image it gave him. He reached down and began to undo the tape binding Alex's ankles.

Alex heard the ripping of the tape and ventured to look down. "What are you doing?" He flinched sometimes when the tape made a particularly unpleasant sound, the motion causing his soft belly to quiver. The boy didn't think he could walk, not when he felt this stuffed and... reluctantly... content.

Ramon didn't reply, he just freed Alex's legs and then stood and scooped Alex up in nearly the same instance, standing the man up, only to turn him around and bend him over the counter and pull his pants down. "Sorry man, but... you're just too damn hot right now."

Eyes widened. "What?! No! No way!" Alex tried to get away, but Ramon had him pressed good and firm against the counter. He heard the faint jingle of the other's buckle and the click of his zipper. Suddenly, Alex felt a hand on his belly, rubbing feverishly and accompanied with soft grunts of preparation. "Don't do this, Ray!" he managed before a moan.

"Can't stop now, Al," Ramon groaned, his finger flicking into the well of Alex's navel; made shallow with how it had swelled out. "Damn, this is so... messed up, even I know that, but..." The head of his cock nudged against Alex's entrance, prepared only by sweat and saliva. "I don't wanna stop." And he didn't.

"Ah!" His cheeks blazed pink when that finger found place in his bellybutton. It sent little pleasing sparks through his belly and down into his groin. "Auugh!" The second cry was of course from the other boy suddenly forced his way inside. Alex clenched, not even on purpose, around Ramon, making a thrust difficult to carry out.

Ramon groaned as he was denied further penetration but at the same time felt that body grip him in tight warmth. "Hey man, ease up a little, relax." He caressed Alex's belly lightly, his fingers again dipping in and out of the tiny well. "It'll feel really good if you do, trust me."

Alex shook his head. "Th-This isn't right..." Those fingers made him shiver, belly again quivering against them, but it did trick him into relaxing around the other. "I l-look like I'm pr-pregnant. You know... know that, r-right?" Alex asked in hopes of turning Ramon off to the idea.

Ramon waited a brief moment before pressing forward, resting to the hilt and just letting Alex get used to the feeling of being filled. He smiled and moved his hand back and forth over the other youth's belly, feeling that swell and just how big it was. "I know... and it's really sick, but... I think it's awesome, and a part of me wishes I could totally knock you up for real. Messed up, isn't it?" He started to pull back...

"Really messed up," Alex said with a nod. He felt Ramon pull back and held his breath, waiting for what would happen next. Right now, the rubbing hand was of no comfort.

Ramon pushed forward again, and began a slow and steady pace, lightly grunting as he rocked deep into Alex's body. It seemed as though he were aiming for something, and indeed he was trying to hit that bundle of nerves, that sweet spot, which would make Alex cry out, and quite possibly, he hoped, give in.

Alex refused to give in at first. He would merely grit his teeth and try to pretend he was somewhere else. However, Ramon soon found that sweet spot he was looking for and it forced Alex to choke on a groan. The boy leaned forward even further, almost folding over his belly, gasping. "Wh-What did you just do?"

"Do? You mean this?" The young man sought to aim again, striking that spot again. His fingers resumed their gentle caress of Alex's belly, circling about the navel leisurely.

"Oh! Ooooh..." Alex moaned again and unwillingly began to push back against Ramon. He was panting softly, the pillowy flesh of his belly pushing up and around the other boy's fingers.

Ramon smiled and gave himself a little pat on the back, seemed he was doing a good job. "Mm, feeling better?" he asked, moving his hand down Alex's belly and groping the other young man's cock.

His length twitched in Ramon's hand. "I... I don't want to say..." Alex replied, though he didn't really have to as he became quite large, hot, a wet in his friend's hand.

"Well, I guess your body is calling out the answers enough loud enough," Ramon said with a little puff of laughter, his thumb rubbing round the head of Alex's member, smearing in the pearly fluids that leaked there. His pace was growing quicker and he groaned deeply. "Mmm, you feel really good..."

"Tch, yeah right... Ah! Aaah!" Alex arched into Ramon's hand, again pushing his belly forward. He tilted his head back, which resulted in his lips beside the other's face. Alex took a moment to consider his situation. His judgment was foggy with lust and the excellent feelings Ramon was giving him only made things more confusing. In a weak moment, Alex pouted his lips and kissed the jaw of his friend.

Ramon smiled and couldn't help but laugh softly at the sweet contact. He moved and stole just a quick kiss from Alex's own lips. "Mn... don't think... I can't hold out much... longer," he breathed, one hand stroking Alex's dick, while the other held the young man's hip steady.

Alex swallowed. "Yeah? A-And then what? You ju-just sit me down on the... the floor again and forg-get about me until m-morning?" the young man asked shakily. "Oh! Oooh! Ahh!"

"I dunno," Ramon said, snapping his hips up hard. "Doesn't have to be like that." He was surprised with himself, suggesting that maybe this shouldn't be a onetime thing. That they could at least try, to have a go at it together.

"Well, I... I didn't steal a-aaah-all those cars and ATMs a-and vending machines w-with you-oooooh..." His body shuddered, getting closer. "Because I thought it was fu-fun... I li-ahy!-ked being with y-you!"

"Seriously?" Ramon grunted, oh he was so close, but he just had to hold out for a little bit longer... He had no idea. He'd thought that Alex had just been bullied into his pace. "Shit, you should have told me sooner... mn, think of all the extra fun we could have had."

Alex managed a shake of his head. "I d-don't want fun, Ra-Ramon. Mmn! Ah! Yes!" He had to reign himself back in. "I w-want love, and yeah I kn-know... that makes me a pusssss-ehy! Ah! Nah! Aahhhh!" Alex finally came, splurging into Ramon's hand and doubling over, his body now tired with the extra weight. With Alex's climax tightening his body, Ramon could barely push through the tight vice that was then clamping about him. Groaning he tossed his head back and let his own release fall heedlessly into Alex's body. Ramon's lack of a verbal response was enough for him. "I knew it..." Alex sighed under his breath. "You just want a fuck buddy, don't you?" He cringed, feeling Ramon fill him up, how hot and sticky it all was.

"What's so bad about that?" Ramon asked, letting himself be spent and grow limp within Alex's body. He was panting and flushed, but felt quite good. He lightly patted Alex's little belly as he pulled out.

"Because it's not what I want," Alex replied. He reached back and pushed Ramon's shoulder, getting the other boy away from him, and turned to lean against the counter. "I'm not your toy," he said while pulling his boxers up.

"No, of course you're not, you're..." but he trailed off, unsure of just what Alex was at that point. Still a friend? Didn't they agree not long ago that they would go their separate ways and never see each other again? Lovers? Well, Ramon wasn't going to go that far, not yet anyway.

Alex frowned deeper. "You're such a prick!" Leaving his pants on the floor, the boy ran as best he could toward what he thought was a closet in hopes of hiding there until morning. When the door was thrown open, he was horrified to see that it was a small fridge stocked with extra desserts. Oh god... Ramon had wanted to make him bigger. No way he could see this! Alex rushed inside and held tight to the handle, hoping to keep the other out.

"What the hell?" Ramon barked, storming over to the "closet" and banging his fist against it. "Hey! What were you expecting? That we'd fuck and I'd fall head over heels in love with your tight ass?! Come on out of there!"

"No, but I figured you'd have more respect for me than this!" Alex held tight to the handle. "You can't just make me fat and expect to screw me whenever you want, either!"

"What?" Ramon was getting confused, was Alex on the rag or something? No, of course not, he was quite clearly a guy, as the mess on his hand had recently attested to. "Don't you think you're taking this a little too uh, out of context or something? Okay, so I got carried away, doesn't mean it'll happen again. Not like I'm going to have you over and order like twelve pizzas to stuff in your face."

"You did just now! You're a psychopath, man!"

"And when have I ever done it before?!" Ramon shouted through the door, banging on it in frustration. Geez, you get carried away once and they never let it go... then again, since this had only happened about five minutes ago, maybe he was expecting a little too much. "Stop being such a whiny bitch and get out here!"

Maybe... Maybe Ramon was going to change. Maybe he'd gotten it out of his system. Swallowing a deep breath, Alex allowed the door to open. Both his hands were on his belly, trying to hide it, but looked more like he was holding it. "Sorry..."

"Fuck, what's with that cold? Is this a freezer?" Ramon pulled the door wide and stepped forward, a brow arching as he saw the abundance of frozen treats within. He peered over at Alex, and smirked. "You know..."

Alex swallowed again. "Y-Yeah...?"

"I could really take advantage of this right now." He poked Alex in the belly with a wicked grin. Eyes dancing as he could just envision how cute Alex would be, stuffing his face full of ice cream sandwiches or cradling a tub of cookie dough ice cream.

"Would..." Alex looked down at his belly and then back up at Ramon. "Would you like that, Ray?"

"I think so... I mean, like I said, it's messed up, but I think it looks really cute on you. Your stomach sticking out like this, nice and rounded." His finger traced invisible circles and spirals about Alex's navel lightly.

The boy shivered at the tender touch. "I guess... I could eat a little bit more. Just... Is it me or the belly, Ray? Honestly."

"Well obviously it's you. I mean, it's cute because it's on you, and a belly by itself I can't uh, have fun with?" He hoped that Alex wouldn't take offense to his using the word "fun" again, but he wasn't sure what else to call things at that point.

He seemed a little turned off by the word, but let it go in the end. Alex didn't nod or make and verbal submission. He merely walked into the fridge, picked up a pink frosted cupcake, and began eating.

Ramon just watched, letting his breath puff out before him. He went over to Alex, his body pressing against the other youth's back. "Careful now, might get cold," he whispered, rubbing his hands along Alex's belly, creeping the shirt up some more.

"Thanks..." Alex leaned back just slightly, letting Ramon help support his new weight. The guy really wasn't that used to it yet. Alex managed at least 32 cupcakes before moving on to chocolate covered fruit. His belly grew, becoming rounder and softer. It would grumble in protest now and then, but Ramon's roaming hands kept him going. Two trays of brownies and a three tiered cake later, the boy's belly was almost like that of a woman nine months pregnant. So severely stuffed, his bellybutton had plumped out from the pressure. "Heavy..." Alex whimpered after finishing another cookie.

Ramon grinned and rubbed his finger up and down upon that jutting navel. He'd watched, enchanted by how Alex continued to eat, stuffing those treats into his mouth and his belly seeming to grow with every bite. "You look so... so beautiful," he murmured, leaning down to place a gentle kiss upon that rounded, soft orb.

"Really?" Unable to stand properly anymore, Alex slid down onto the floor. His legs spread in order to hold his swollen belly. "You aren't just making fun of me?" he asked, hands again coming to try and cover his stomach, but there was too much of it now.

Ramon knelt down with Alex, nuzzling that belly for a moment before lifting his head, smiling at Alex with his most charming little smirk. "Absolutely!" he cried, quite earnest in his sincerity. "I think it's amazing, and so very, incredibly, cute!" He leaned forward, licking off a bit of chocolate from the corner of Alex's mouth, one hand still resting upon the other's pronounced belly. Despite the chill of the freezer, he did feel a little warm... in certain respects.

Alex's eyes widened slightly. "O-Oh..." He blushed. "Well... Thanks, Ray." When Ramon came up to lick the chocolate away, Alex turned his head enough to capture his mouth in a kiss. Letting the one hand stay where it was, Alex guided the other to his heavy underbelly where the skin was warmer.

Ramon let himself be coaxed into the kiss, and moved slowly and gently to deepen it, his tongue slipping into Alex's mouth, savouring and sampling the sweet flavours there. Reluctantly he would pull back, "Maybe... maybe we should try to find a way out again," he said, breathing a little heavier.

"The front and back doors are both locked, Ray," he reminded him, lips chasing the ones that pulled away. "The windows are double pane, remember? How are we going to get out?"

Ramon's lips brushed along Alex's teasing and holding back himself, his hand rubbing in wider circles along the increased space offered to him. "I don't know... but, couldn't hurt to try again, right? Mm, I want to take you home with me." He sealed his mouth over Alex's own, giving in at least for a little while.

Alex smiled into the kiss and at that thought. He rarely went to Ramon's house. Maybe only once before, but he wasn't allowed inside. "That could be fun." Noticing the puffs between their shared breath gave Alex an idea. "Hey, Ray..."

"Mmm, yes?" the young man, not yet ready to pull away entirely this time, began to nibble and kiss along Alex's jaw and neck.

"A fridge has to be cooled, right? That means there's a unit somewhere pumping cold air into this place." Alex gasped softly when Ramon nibbled behind his ear. "Look for... for a vent..."

It took Ramon a moment to process just what Alex was asking him, as he delighted in making Alex gasp and so toyed with that sensitive spot just behind the ear. With a final kiss, he pulled away. "Okay, so... a vent you say?" With a groan, he forced himself to retreat further, and reminded himself that if this worked, he could get Alex out of here and... Well, it wasn't the best to think about just yet.

Alex nodded. "Either near the ceiling or the floor. Remember that big metal cylinder we saw in the back room? I bet it helps cools this fridge. If you can crawl through the vent, you'll end up in the back room. You can open the door to let me out."

"Mmm, guess I do have to rescue you, don't I?" Ramon laughed, searching about, clearing boxes, until at last he'd found it in the ceiling near one of the corners. "Nice call!" he cheered and proceeded to pry off the grating. "Hey, you keep warm for me, and I'll be right back, got it?" he said with a rougish wink before scrambling up and out of sight.

Alex nodded again. "O-Okay..." He waved sheepishly as Ramon crawled up into the vent. Normally he would have followed, but now he would just get stuck. Surprisingly enough, his stomach gave a grumble not of the unhappy sort, but that of being hungry. "Weird..." Not one to ignore his body's needs, Alex reached up for a tray of éclairs. He recalled what Ramon had said about them earlier, so now, as he went to take a bite, Alex couldn't help blushing and licking at the cream.

Ramon rummaged around in the vents for a bit, getting his bearings. Thankfully, this place wasn't huge so it wasn't like he could get lost. He kicked out the vent for the storage room and descended. Then, it wasn't much longer before he returned to Alex with a large and triumphant grin on his face. "Guess we'll need to take some of those to go," he could hardly believe that Alex was still eating, but... he rather liked it.

"Sorry... I'm such a porker right now," Alex apologized sheepishly.

"I'm not complaining," Ramon replied, licking his lips. "Maybe I should just keep you like this; a nice plump little prized piggy." He offered a hand to Alex.

"Keeping the weight would be easier than losing it," Alex agreed. He took the offered hand and stood, but the weight pulled him forward making him stumble and grab his belly on reflex. "S-Sorry, Ramon..."

Ramon laughed and wrapped an arm around Alex, keeping the other close to him. "Well now, why don't we get on home." And by that, he meant his own home. Maybe he would see if he could keep Alex there, specifically in bed, for a little while.

Alex nodded with a blush. He took Ramon's support thankfully as they walked outside. The old used Ford was still waiting for them in the back alley. Alex sat down in the passenger seat with a heavy sigh, only to give a start and look back at the bakery. "Your money!"

"Don't worry, I've got it right here." Ramon managed to snag it off the counter before they'd left the threshold of the place. He leaned over to steal a kiss.

Alex laughed after the kiss. "We should come back with some of it in a few days and buy more éclairs."

"Oh? Got you interested in those at last?" Ramon grinned as he started up the old vehicle and started out of the alley.

Alex blushed and laughed. "Guess so, yeah."

Ramon was quiet for the rest of the drive, though a little smile remained on his lips. They had reached the suburbs with dawn's early glow starting to brighten up the horizon. The car pulled into the drive of a large house. "Well, we're home," Ramon murmured as he cut the engine.