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Warning: Contains male weight gain (kinda) and some boy on boy action. It may also require some suspension of disbelief.

     There's a moment when you know. There's that one moment of realization, that sharp sudden jolt of reality. Dustin couldn't believe how long it had taken for that moment to come, because now that he had realized, now that he knew, he couldn't believe he had ever missed it.

For Dustin, the moment hadn't come during his first semester of college, though that was when it had all began. It hadn't come the second either. The moment hadn't come at all until now, as he stood frozen in a stall of the deserted men's bathroom, staring, half horrified half transfixed. The moment hadn't come during one of those long evenings in the cafeteria, nor during one of those hot showers in the community bathroom. It hadn't come when his abs faded. It hadn't come when he'd outgrown the first pair of jeans, or the second, or even the third. It hadn't come when the stretch marks appeared, or when his body began to jiggle with every step. It had come now, though long overdue, that one sharp moment when Dustin finally realized he was fat.

He groaned, letting his head clunk against the green plastic door of stall, as he looked towards the ceiling in despair. This couldn't be happening. It couldn't be. It would be one thing if he'd finally reached this unfortunate conclusion in the privacy of his dorm room, or at his parents' house where he was spending the summer, but no, he was at the community pool, trying to squeeze himself into an impossibly tight pair of swim trunks, and worst of all, his crush was outside waiting for him. Mikey.

Dustin shut his eyes and sighed deeply. He had two options: cram himself into the shorts or stand there and cry like a baby. If the first plan failed, he was sure he would quickly succumb to the second, but he at least felt obligated to try. Slowly, and with much trepidation, Dustin looked down in the direction of his feet, though the feet themselves were nowhere to be seen. Instead, he could see only his stomach, which bulged before him, rounded and smooth, except for several angry red stretch marks on either side of his belly button which stood a testament to his gluttonous freshman year.

Tentatively, Dustin placed a hand on the roundest part of his belly and pressed his palm against the flesh. It squished inward as he applied pressure, only to bounce back into place as he removed his hand, jiggling slightly. Dustin now ran both hands over his stomach, surveying the damage nine months and countless extra calories had wrought on his physique. Most noticeably, his belly had swelled to huge proportions, especially compared to how slender his abdomen had once been. As he ran his hands over his gut, he felt it squish and jiggle this way and that, flabby and pliable in his sweating hands. He moved his hands along either side of his belly and felt soft love handles that protruded slightly over the waist of his unfastened swim shorts, which were stretched tight over two chubby butt cheeks.

Dustin couldn't believe it had taken a pair of old swim shorts for him to realize he was fat. He should have noticed it months ago when his clothes first grew tight. His tummy was huge after all, his ass little better and even his chest was beginning to expand, his pecs growing soft and squishy. If he hadn't been in such denial, perhaps he wouldn't be in this predicament. But he was and there was only one thing for it.

With a great deal of difficulty, Dustin sucked in his stomach as far as he possibly could, his feet sliding back into view. He lowered his hands to the waist of his unbuttoned shorts and took hold of either side. It should have been simple enough: the shorts closed with a simple metal clasp. All one had to do was press one side into the other and the shorts would click shut. The problem was, no matter how hard Dustin pulled on the shorts or how far he sucked in his stomach, the two sides didn't reach. There was simply too much of him and too little of the shorts.

After several long minutes all Dustin had achieved was a light coat of perspiration on his brow and he was no nearer fitting into his swim trunks. He couldn't believe he'd let this happen. How could he ever let anyone see him like this? Especially Mikey, who was so svelte and athletic and hadn't seen Dustin since he two was fit and slender. And then, unbidden the thought of what Mikey would be doing now swam across his mind.

He was probably waiting apprehensively outside the bathroom right then. Dustin had been in there for well over ten minutes. He had gone out of his way to plan this poolside meet up and here he was, half naked in the bathroom, while Mikey stood outside. Dustin could just see it in his mind's eye. Mikey was leaning nervously near the door, his tight, muscular arms crossed over his six pack abs, his blonde hair probably disheveled, the way it always was, his blue eyes flicking uncertainly towards the men's room door, as attractive as ever even in his uncertainty.

With the thought of how incredibly attractive he thought his high school friend was, combined with how supremely unattractive Dustin felt at the moment, he felt a burning sensation behind his eyes. At the same time, he heard the bathroom door swing open and a deep familiar voice called, "Dustin?"

Furiously wiping tears away from his eyes Dustin stammered, "M-Mikey?"

"What's going on, dude?" Mikey called from the other side of the door. "You've been in here like fifteen minutes. I thought you were changing?"

"I was." Dustin said in a choked voice, his heart beating furiously in his chest. "I mean, I am. I did."

"Well, come on out."

"I c-can't." Dustin said, panicking now. "You can't see me."

"What? Dustin, are you ok?" Mikey said, sounding thoroughly confused. "Look, open up, ok?"

"No."

"Hey, open up or I'll break the door down." Mikey threatened, his voice rising. "I mean it, dude, you're acting really weird."

"No, don't. Calm down, I'll come out, but, Mikey, please don't laugh. I'll just go home. We'll just pretend this didn't happen."

"I still have no idea what you're talking about." Mikey said, sounding frustrated.

"You will." Dustin said, his hand shaking as he raised it to the lock. Slowly, he slid it to the left and pushed open the stall door. He took a deep breath and then locked eyes with Mikey who was leaning cooly on the sink opposite the stall, his arms in the pockets of his swim trunks, his chest bare. But for once, Dustin's eyes weren't focused on his friend's chiseled body, but instead were locked on his kind blue eyes. For a moment, their gazed locked before Dustin saw Mikey's eyes flick downwards in the direction of his gut. They lingered there for slightly longer than a second before Mikey shrugged.

"I don't get it." He said slowly. "What's the big deal?"

Dustin stared at him in disbelief. "Um, hello?" He said emphatically, grabbing a handful of belly fat and shaking it at Mikey.

"What? That?" Mikey said, laughing a little. "Dude don't worry about it. It's just the freshman fifteen. Happens to everybody."

"Not to you." Dustin pointed out.

"Dustin, don't sweat it. Just button up your shorts and lets go."

Dustin felt his face glow scarlet. "I can't." He said quietly.

"Can't what?"

"I can't button them." He said, not meeting Mikey's eyes. "They don't fit."

"Oh."

Dustin looked up and saw to his surprise that it was Mikey who was blushing now and looking sheepish. Slowly, he straightened up and took a step nearer to Dustin. "You know..." He began quietly, "I'm sorry if this is weird, but that's kind of hot."

Dustin blinked, hardly daring to believe what he had heard. But Mikey took a step nearer, and then another, and before Dustin could do anything but blink stupidly Mikey had placed his hands on Dustin's waist and was running a strong, calloused hand over his belly. Dustin gazed into Mikey's face and found that he was looking down at the ground, biting his lip and blushing sheepishly.
"You look cute with the extra weight." Mikey said quietly. "Really cute." And he leaned forward, planting a kiss on Dustin's lips.

As Dustin kissed back, he realized that this was another of those moments, another of those sudden shocking moments of understanding, another moment that should have come much sooner.