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The waiter’s broad but fat shape made Jason wonder if the guy had been a football linebacker - he certainly had the size and mass. A white golf shirt outlined a fat gut riding below a mammoth chest - with pecs and lats so huge that they pushed his thickly padded arms out at an angle. The waiter’s face was round, above a thick neck and massive shoulders. As the guy stood in front of Jason, Jason realised that the waiter’s navy pants were straining across a pair of thighs like massive trees. This guy was huge! For all that, his warm smile and friendly body language made him instantly attractive. Jason thought that he must be young - perhaps also a college student, thought squeezing that big body into a lecture hall chair must be a trial. Suddenly, Jason was sure he had seen this guy somewhere on campus - and in that case, maybe he’d let Jason order a beer without asking for ID.
He decided to test his idea. “I’d like a draft,” he said, mustering confidence, “then I’ll go hit the buffet.”
“Sounds good!” replied the waiter. “I like a beer when I’m out buffet-grazing too, though sometimes I order a pitcher,” he went on.
Yeah, thought Jason, it would take a pitcher to make a guy your size tipsy. The waiter sauntered away, and passed with the pitcher as Jason headed to the steam tables. On his way by, the waiter said quietly, “The lasagna tonight is especially good, and so’s the pork. Eat up!” He rubbed his own heavy gut appreciatively.
As Jason chowed down on a third plateful, the waiter ambled up again. “Want another of those,” he asked, indicating the beer glass.
“Sure,” replied Jason, feeling good. Relaxed, he continued. “Do you hit the buffet regularly?”
“Every evening I’m on, and Saturdays too!” the mountain of a waiter replied, smacking his lips. “Coach wants me bigger, so I need to eat! Employees get a great discount on the buffet!” he continued. “Say, are you trying to get big?”
Jason hesitated. He suddenly realised where he had seen this man-mountain - they had a class together. Jason debated whether he should he tell this huge guy about his own wish to gain?
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