The wind was blowing tonight! Joe was clearly tipsy and feeling the invisible push of the absent wind as he walked towards the restroom at the bar. It was Wings Wednesday and Joe was already two orders of wings deep and a pitcher downed making his already thick exjock gut look even bigger, straining his shirt and pulling it tight against him, allowing the shirt to ride up and some of his softer, jigglier lower belly to spill outward.
Joe shuffled over to the urinal trough and reached down below his bloated gut and unzipped his pants and pulled down his tighty whities and pushed back his soft fatpad so he could hold and aim his dick like he was holding a cigar and relaxed himself allowing his flow to begin.
Suddenly the door opened and a skinny kid walked in. By Joe's guess it must be the kid's first time in a bar, but then again Joe doesn't hang around with any young people so he doesn't quite have the best gage to tell someone's age.
"Wings are good here," said the young guy getting up to the urinal. Joe could tell the kid was always feeling the influence of alcohol, he wasn't as drunk as he was but the kid's inhibitions were lowered. He was slim, wearing some khaki pants and a polo shirt and had short hair.
"Yeah, they are," Joe agreed and his stream started up again.
"Looks like you've had your fill," the kid joked looking over at Joe and seeing how big his belly was.
"Yeah, I am a regular on wing Wednesday," Joe chuckled.
"Yeah, might be time to cut back or you might not have a dick left to use," the kid said and gave Joe's gut a light pat with the back of his hand after he had finished his own stream, shaking his own hot dog length dick. Joe realized that the kid's dick was easily twice as long as his own.
Joe felt his world sink. The startling reality hit him hard and became a sober reality.
He had let himself go. He was no longer the college football player, he was a big, fat man who had let himself go years ago and now never exercised. Joe had grown big fat titties, wide hips, a giant ass and his dick was being swallowed up by the growing roll of fat that sat just above his penis. Far from the All American Boy image he kind of had before. He was just a big, fat loser to this kid.
Joe looked over the kid with his drunken vision and sized him up. Joe was at least twice the weight of this young kid that just commented on his gut, and probably a few inches taller too..
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