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Even though Clyde was typically a heavy sleeper, a delicious aroma managed to coax him awake. He turned over only to find that his boyfriend had slipped away without him even noticing. That would explain why the smell of breakfast was filling the room. Before he could get up to investigate, the bedroom door opened and Craig came in with a tray filled with food.
"Happy birthday, babe," said Craig as he placed the tray in front of Clyde. There was a stack of waffles dripping with butter and syrup, a plate full of crispy bacon and scrambled eggs, and a glass of chocolate milk.
"Dude, you made all this for me? And I get to eat in bed? Gee, you shouldn't have."
"Nonsense, now eat up before it gets cold."
Back when Clyde and Craig first started dating, neither of them could cook to save their lives. It wasn't until Craig saw how much Clyde was spending on takeout that he decided to teach himself how to fix things more complex than throwing a frozen meal in the microwave. With all the money they were saving from not getting delivery, Craig took it upon himself to use some of the savings to absolutely spoil his boyfriend at any opportunity, and it showed.
In the past few months, all the extra indulgence had started to leave its mark on Clyde's figure. He had managed to put on a good thirty or so pounds in not even half a year. Neither he nor Craig had any problem with the extra weight. In fact, they both kind of enjoyed just how soft he was getting.
"This food is so good. You're really getting the hang of this." Clyde grinned before taking another bite.
"What can I say? I enjoy cooking, and you enjoy eating. It's a win-win scenario."
"You know what else I would enjoy? Some birthday belly rubs."
Craig smiled and got in bed next to Clyde. "Say less, big boy."
As Craig placed his hands on Clyde's belly, he felt a slight chill. His boyfriend always had the coldest hands, and yet he loved the way they felt on his body. He continued to eat as Craig kneaded and squished every inch he could get his hands on.
"Aw fuck yeah, that feels good." Clyde let out a moan of pleasure. "Keep that up."
"You're such a good boy, getting bigger for me."
"Oh you know I love it when you call me good boy."
Clyde finished up the last of his food and laid back. There was just enough food to leave him satisfied without feeling overly stuffed. His breathing was slightly labored, but it felt good.
"I hope you liked that, babe."
"I'm so full. Thanks for breakfast." Clyde placed his own hands on his distended stomach. "I can't wait to see what you have planned for dinner."
Craig couldn't help but laugh at the idea of his boyfriend still thinking about food after he just got done eating. "I love you so much."
"Love you, too, dude."
After Craig finished cleaning up after breakfast, the two spent the rest of the morning in bed cuddling. It might have been Clyde's birthday, but in Craig's mind having a soft growing boyfriend to hold was the best present of all.