Jimmy and RJ Do Breakfast PT1

RJ & JIMMY DO BREAKFAST Part 1

Jimmy had just finished a workout one Saturday morning and walked out of the gym enjoying the pump from his arm day.  He heard someone approaching behind and turned to see the familiar face of one of the gym’s trainers, RJ.   The competitive bodybuilder was a bit of a celebrity around the gym.  At 5’10”and over 300 pounds, the man was seriously built for someone so young.  Hell he was seriously built for someone fifteen years older.  All who worked out at the facility had noticed how the man had packed on muscle and size over his past off season, starting at a contest weight of 250 last summer he had blown up to a massive 325 by mid winter.   RJ’s freak size kept him on most of the gym member’s radar.

“Have a good workout, Jimmy?”

“No complaints, but never as good as the next one.”  Jim slowed his pace as the jacked twenty one -year-old came up beside him.  Jimmy was leaning back as he walked down the slight incline to the parking lot.  His arms were so pumped that they felt like they stuck out stiffly at his sides and his back arched into the slope made his ample gut stick out but he enjoyed the feeling.  A consistent weight lifter Jimmy was no stranger to packing on size having added sixty pounds to his once lean frame since he started hitting the gym seriously seven years ago.  Then last year having reached what he felt was his natural genetic potential the man had decided to step things up and see how his body might respond to the right kind of supplementation.  Over the past eight months the man had packed on even more muscle.  He was now tipping the scales at 265 pounds. Not that stepping on a bodybuilding stage was his goal.  The stocky man was more into the off-season/ power lifter look of a big chested, ball gutted strong man.  In that regard his time in the weight room had been a success.  

Jimmy enjoyed any chance to visit with the young bodybuilder and to hear how his training was growing.  He glanced over at the hulk and almost gasped at the size of him. It had been a good month or more since they had run into one another but then it was hard not to gasp at the size of the kid even if you ran into him on a daily basis.  RJ had size and muscle well beyond his years.  The man was a freak of nature having packed on size that most bodybuilders didn't hit till their late twenties at best and more often before their mid-thirties. Even at that, the vast majority of bodybuilders only dreamed of being built like RJ, he was a genetic anomaly.  Jimmy broke into a grin, “For minute there I wondered why you had a parka on a nice day like this.”  He put on a pair of sunglasses as he stepped off the curb into the parking lot.  

RJ’s head rocked back as he laughed.  He’s heard the comment around the gym before.  It generally went along the lines of him filling out his wind jacket so much it looked like a puffy coat. He patted a big pec that swelled the front of his hooded jacket, “I wish it was that easy to pack on size – like pulling on a coat. Ha!”

“What’s got you out so early on a Saturday morning?”

The bodybuilder held up an envelope, “Paycheck and getting some breakfast.”

The two men paused by Jimmy’s truck.  “So how about you?  How are your workouts going?” Jimmy asked noting how big the man looked standing next to the truck.  Even relaxed these days RJ's muscled packed body looked somewhat flexed.  The muscles of his shoulders mounded up around his bull neck.  The man's wide back held his arms slightly suspended away from his body.

“Good …good.”  The man grinned, “Feeling strong as hell.”

“Still gaining?”

“No, I wish.  I started my diet a week or so back.”  RJ had dropped twenty pounds and lost a lot of his bloat yet still looked massive.  “My 300 pound days will soon be behind me for a while.   Not fun having to start cleaning up what I eat.  How about you?  You’re looking thick there.”  

Jimmy grinned, “265”.  He had hit an all time high over the winter and was proud of it.  Always stocky with thick arms and shoulders, Jimmy’s muscles had practically ballooned to the surface with the growth hormone and roid experiments.  Like RJ, his muscle bound arms and shoulders looked permanently flexed these days and his wide pecs seemed to rest on top of his well-fed belly.  The man's ample sized gut had morphed into a real roid gut as the mound was now creased with bands of muscle and looked as hard as a rock.  Jimmy had entered a new realm of gut and muscle and was enjoying living out his wildest dreams.

“Looks good, man.”

Jimmy looked down as he chuckled, “Yeah, I guess but feels a bit like work lugging 265 pounds with you 24/7.  I’m really huffing and puffing by the time I get through a workout.”

“Tell me about it.  I work up a good sweat just tying my shoes and you don’t want to hear about walking up the stairs to my apartment.  I got to my car the other morning and realized I’d left the keys in my bedroom.  I almost called a cab rather than walk back up and down again.”

“So what are you weighing these days?”

“305 or so seems to change everyday.”  The bodybuilder reached down and grabbed the material of his shirt and jacket and pulled the layers up as he shoved down the waistband of his pants to expose his pale roid gut.  He flexed his abs and twisted slightly at the waist as the thick muscles sprang to life.  RJ sucked in and his roid gut seemed to melt away as if by magic. “Starting to get my abs back but got a long way to go before the next show.”

RJ couldn't resist showing off his prized abs as he still smarted from an off-handed comment Jimmy had made last summer while he was in the midst of his off-season bloat.  Jimmy had walked into the locker room one day to find RJ pulling down the tails of his company polo shirt he had to wear while training clients.  The bodybuilder gave Jimmy a nod as he pulled the xx-large shirt over his gut ball only to have the material lack several inches of covering his roid gut.  RJ glanced over at a mirror to see a tanned sliver of flesh exposed under the skin tight shirt.  The bodybuilder sucked in his gut and forced the shirt into the waist band of his pants only to have the material slowly slip out before he had even one shoe tied.  

Jimmy had missed none of this as he crossed the locker room.  He laughed and reached under RJ and patted the muscle man's belly as he said, "I'd say it's time for a new shirt.  Look at the size of that thing, bro.  That full feed ration you're on is gonna blow you up like a basketball if you don't watch it."  Jimmy continued to his locker chuckling.  "You keep swelling like that and nobody will want to see you in a speedo."  The man grinned over his shoulder at the bodybuilder as he held his arms wide and inflated his cheeks as he waddled from side to side as if his body was suddenly as round as a ball.

RJ mumbled, "I shouldn’t have put the shirt in the dryer is all.  It must have shrunk."   The bodybuilder slipped out on his way to the manager's office in hopes of finding a larger shirt but bristled at the comments suggesting that he was getting fat.  It seemed after that Jimmy always had some comment to make about the size of his gut whenever the two met.  The bodybuilder took the comments in stride and always joked back but he didn’t forget.

The memory of the encounter floated through the muscled man's mind, RJ grinned as his roid gut seemed to deflate and melt back into his torso as he flexed his thick abs.  The two men heard his belly rumble.  RJ grinned as he pulled his clothes back into place, “Somebody wants fed.”  He gave his gut a pat.

Jimmy tossed his gym bag into his cab, “Well don’t let me keep ya.  I’d hate for you to start wasting away there.”

The young bodybuilder had hoped he would run into Jimmy today.  RJ turned a palm toward the sky, “You want to join me.  I’m just going to the Pancake Shack down the street.  I got to meet a client here later so just thought I’d walk.”

“Sure, I’m ready for a cheat meal myself.  Pancakes sound good.”  Jimmy enjoyed the chance to visit with the trainer as he always had good advice about working out.  Not all his buddies understood his passion for weightlifting and training so he relished the chance to spend some time with someone who shared his interest.

The two started off down the street. RJ talked as he walked with his head down.  “My cheat meals are a bit limited these days.  It will be a while before I’m downing a couple dozen Krispy Kremes or the trucker specials at the Shack.  They are cool at the Shack though and have several things geared toward us guys at the gym. I don’t have any trouble eating there when I’m dieting. ”

The two men walked along visiting about RJ’s contest plans for this summer. He planned on showing up at his July contest in the 280 range. Jimmy was amazed at just how big the kid was as they ambled along.  Jimmy was used to the comments and attention his recent gains had gotten him but next to RJ he felt like a kid.  He couldn’t help but notice the glances and double takes of passersby at RJ, though the bodybuilder seemed blind to it.   Even people driving by would slow down and glance over at the hulk on the sidewalk.  The bodybuilder wore black training pants that had a white strip down the legs.  The material stretched over his thick legs and bubbled ass that gave him almost a swayed back look when he walked.  The stripe dipped and rose over his muscled legs highlighting their bulk.  With his matching hooded jacket on, there was no doubt that the man was seriously jacked.  His thick chest and shoulders were packed into the coat and even the muscles of his arms dimpled the nylon sleeves.  The man from time to time would tug at the coat over his chest pulling some slack in the material.  He noticed Jimmy glance over at him one time and grinned, “I bout outgrew everything I own this winter but I’m too tight to buy anything bigger at this stage of things.  I’ll wait till next year. I’m planning on breaking 350 next off season and then compete at 295.  For now I figure I’ll lean out and things will fit better in a couple more weeks.  The manager at the gym keeps griping about out growing my company shirts though and my pants keep wearing out where the inside of my thighs rub together.”  The man’s legs did seem to shift over top of one another as he waddled along.  “But you probably have had problems like that of your own.”

Jimmy knew what it was like to outgrow clothes and had been feeling weighed down lately though he doubted his experiences in gaining size were anything to compare to RJ’s.  He kind of enjoyed that the big guy linked him into the same club though.  Not long after the comment, they walked along the front of an appliance store.  A couple of young stockers were at the end of a car parked at the curb with a large boxed TV on a cart.  An older woman was fussing about how they would get it in the trunk for her while explaining that her neighbor boys would get it in the house for her.    The two guys who looked to be high school aged were only about half listening to the woman as she laid a towel out on the trunk floor.  They were looking straight at RJ with a look of awe as the muscled man walked along.  The woman stood up and looked at the clerks before she followed their gaze toward the two men on the sidewalk.  The woman’s face brightened.  “Well, if you two runts can’t help me I bet I could get those muscle men to put it in the car for me without dropping it.”  The boys seemed to smart from the remark and quickly picked up the box and shoved it into the trunk as the woman coached and fussed behind them.   Jimmy really enjoyed being referred to as if he was in RJ’s league.  The bodybuilder looked over with a grin as the haughty clerks grabbed the cart with a jerk and passed in front of them as they strutted off to the store while they mumbled about the ‘old bat’. Both stole glances toward RJ before disappearing into the building.

The men came to the restaurant and walked into the shady interior.  They took their place at the menu stand where the sign said “We Will Seat You.”  As they waited, their eyes glanced over to a large poster on a bulletin board along one wall.  The sign announced the winner of the yearly Shriner’s Pancake Supper Eat Off.  There was a photo of a young man in the uniform of mechanic.  The most notable thing about him was that he was fat as hell.  We’re talking massive, over six feet tall with a big frame but covered with rolls of fat. He had thick legs that buckled in at the knees.  The sign said he had eaten 55 pancakes to take the title for the fourth year in a row.  RJ grinned, “We aught to take some boys from the gym down there next year.  Bet some of us could give him a run for the money.  I wouldn’t be surprised that several of us in the off season probably pack in as much as he does in a day.”

“That boy looks like 50 pancakes might be a normal breakfast for him.”  Jimmy added with a chuckle.

“Oh Big Sammy.  He works with my brother at the tire shop in the next block.  Hey RJ.”  The men turned to see a cute young woman in a uniform and apron with a couple menus in hand.  She continued as she led them to a booth.  “Sammy is huge.  I swear if he don’t back off the trough he is gonna make the news for being trapped in his bedroom some day.  My brother and another coworker got him to step up on the truck scales and weighed him at the tire recycle place when they dumped off a load of tires.  He swore them to secrecy but he weighed over 400 pounds!  You want your regular, RJ?  Egg white omelet with oatmeal and two gainer cakes?”

The bodybuilder nodded. "Thanks, Janie."

“Gainer cakes. What’s that?”

RJ grinned, “Pancakes they make for me with a protein gainer mix.  They’re pretty good and good for you.  You aren’t dieting are you?”

Jimmy cheeks blushed a bit, “No.”

“Bring him two dozen.”  He told the waitress.  The bodybuilder noticed Jimmy eyes and quickly added, “You got to try them.  They are small.”  He made a soft ball sized circle with his hands.  “Perfect cheat meal, still loaded with protein and all the stuff you need but as good as any pancake that you come across.  Wish I wasn’t dieting, I could polish off 24 without trying.”  The bodybuilder patted his gut with a smile.

The waitress nodded, “That’s no joke.  You guys could give Sammy a run for his money.  I bet you could beat him and nobody would have to worry about you having a heart attack doing it.”  The girl winked at RJ as she picked up the menus.  The bodybuilder studied her backside as she walked off with the order.

RJ tugged at the sleeves of his coat for a bit before he freed himself from the too small jacket.  He had on a sleeveless shirt that was so skintight it only highlighted how wide his back was and his thick chest.  The big man rested his arms on the table.  Even so soon into his diet the man’s arms were impressive, easily over 20” around and packed with muscle.  Fat veins ran over his biceps.

A busboy brought coffee and glasses of water.  “Hi RJ”, the boy exclaimed as he nervously took the cups off his tray.  “Eddie.”  The big man nodded as he sat back to give him room.  The boy’s eyes darted between the tabletop and the bodybuilder as he worked.  “You workout today?”  The obviously slow-minded boy asked excitedly.

“Not yet”, the big man grinned good-naturedly, “This afternoon I will.  You want to join me?”

The kid looked like he weighed all of eighty pounds and had arms about 9” around, the kid gave a baying laugh, “Nah, I’d hate to show you up and doubt that you could keep up with me.”

“Ok then but if I work real hard maybe we can make it next week or so.  How would that be Eddie?”

The good-humored kid broke into laughter again.  “Well…, ok Eddie.  Next week…ha… if you put on another ten pounds, I’ll try to work you in.”

“Sounds good”, the big man smiled.  He looked at Jimmy after Eddie was out of earshot.  “Good kid, his folks own this place.”

Before long the food was delivered, platters and bowls full.  Jimmy’s pancakes filled three platters.  His eyes got wide at the sight of them.  Jim wondered what he had gotten himself into.  The pancakes smelled so good.  

RJ dug into his meal with relish as he stuffed half of one plain pancake into his mouth.  "Oh man these are great.  Dig in!"

Jimmy gave an awkward grin, "I'd better make a pit stop first."  The thick man slid out of the booth and made a quick trip to the bathroom.  The bodybuilder covered over half of his side of the booth as he sat and watched the man cross the room.  As the door to the Men's bathroom swung closed RJ reached into his coat pocket on the seat beside him and pulled out a white powder.  The man looked down at the label which said:  Appetite Stimulant.  With a grin the man reached over and sprinkled the powder all over Jimmy's pancakes.  The stimulant mingled with the powdered sugar that covered the pancakes.  The bodybuilder couldn't help but chuckle. As he doctored the meal, Janie approached with a group of rowdy college boys.  The tired looking men laughed and razzed one another as they entered the dinning room from the lobby.  They obviously were wrapping up a night of partying with a breakfast stop.  As they approached the table next to RJ their voices dropped.  All noticed the massively muscled young man seated alone at the booth in front of six plates of food and one bowl.  It was apparent that the young men all thought the bodybuilder was going to eat all the food on the table before him.  They stared at him with a look of shock.  The bodybuilder grinned a bit and nodded toward the five men who all were in his age group but none near his size.  The acknowledgement brought the group out of their trance as all looked away and started talking at once as menus were passed around.  As if inspired by the sight next to them, they all ordered large breakfasts with names like 'The Big Man's Delight' and "The Early Riser's Special' as they talked about how famished they were.

All eyes shot up as Jimmy walked up to the table.  The big man with the power lifter’s build unzipped his hoody and tossed it in the corner of his seat as he slid into the booth.  The man wore a long sleeved white UA shirt.  His muscled body was packed into the tight shirt.  The buzz from the college group seemed to grow as all tried to ignore the hulks seated nearby.

"Man, this smells good", Jimmy said as he cut into the first pile of pancakes and stuffed a fork full into his mouth.  The man moaned as he chewed.  "These are good.  I'd thought they'd be heavy with all the gainer powder mixed in."

"Nah", RJ said with a mouth full of his large meal.  "Light as can be but packed with protein."  The bodybuilder reached over and grabbed a large pitcher of maple syrup, "You don't have a show coming up soon do ya?"  RJ poured syrup all over the platter of pancakes before Jimmy could respond though both laughed as he saturated the meal in syrup.  The bodybuilder slid Jimmy’s plate of bacon closer to him.  The double order of pancakes came with about half a pound of bacon.

The group at the next table joked and laughed as they replayed the night’s fun while they waited for their food.  Often they glanced over at the two hulks. Jimmy was starved as he dug into the platter of food.  The muscled men talked about life and people they knew around the gym as they enjoyed their meal.  From time to time, Jimmy paused to mention how good the pancakes were.  In no time he had eaten his way through the first platter and pulled over the second.  RJ had been right about easily downing twenty four.  The first eight had done nothing to quell his hunger.  If nothing else, Jimmy felt hungrier as he ate.  He drowned the second platter with syrup and tossed a handful of bacon on top.  The hungry man shoveled fork after fork of food into his mouth as he happily visited with the bodybuilder across the table.  Jimmy was aware that his pump in his arms actually seemed to be getting stronger as he ate.  He had noticed long lasting muscle pumps lately.  Since he started supplementing, he even got a pump in his arms when he shaved or brushed his teeth.  The man looked down and could see the fat vein running down the center of his bicep standing out even through the tight shirt. He loved what his supplements and training were doing to his body.   Jimmy finished that plate and pulled the other over in front of him as the conversation continued.  

RJ noticed the college boys glancing over more frequently as Jimmy ate like he was starving.  The bodybuilder had little doubt that the guys at the next table were surprised to see the smaller of the two hulks eating the biggest amount of food.  He just grinned as he watched Jimmy stuff himself, while he kept the conversation flowing about plans for his bodybuilding career and answered questions about lifting and muscle growth.  RJ was enjoying himself as was Jimmy but for two different reasons.  The bodybuilder was wondering just how much the man would pack into his roid gut before he caught on to RJ's prank?  Jimmy was just enjoying the great meal and the company of a serious lifter.

Jimmy ate until there were only a couple cakes left on his plate.  He couldn't believe he had plowed through all that food and yet he still felt hungry.  "What are these things made of ?  AIR?  I'm still hungry."  He rationalized to himself that his massive hunger must have been a side effect of his drug use.

RJ had finished his meal and Eddie was picking up the empty plates.  The bodybuilder gave Eddie a pat on the back and said, "Tell Janie to bring him another dozen cakes, hold the bacon."  The busboy's eyes widened as he hustled off with the stack of dirty plates.

"Whoa, what are you trying to do to me?"  Jimmy grinned as he rubbed his belly.  His roid gut felt tight and yet he still had an occasional rumble of hunger.

"Shit last summer I was eating forty some of these in one sitting for my cheat meal and look at me."  The muscled man lied as he sat back spread his thick arms over the back of the booth and stuck his chest out proudly with a grin. He looked massively muscled sitting there. "Gotta eat to grow, bro. The way you've blown up this past year, I can't believe you've done it without stuffing yourself from time to time.  Hell, I doubt that globe of yours is even half full yet.  Guys like us don’t get this way just eating chicken and brown rice every meal."  The handsome bodybuilder grinned.  RJ had chosen his words carefully.  He wanted to make sure Jimmy ate as much as he possibly could.

Jimmy was excited that the big guy kept putting him into the same category as other bodybuilders.  In his youth, the big bellied man had had more of a bean pole like build that had often drawn taunts from big guys like RJ if any notice at all.  It wasn’t until he started weight training in his late twenties that his build had changed.  Even now the changes still seemed new to him.  All RJ’s references to Jimmy having ‘blown up’ and referring to his gut as a ‘globe’ was kind of a turn on for the gut loving man.  Jimmy had even been kind of sad when he’d heard a few weeks ago that the massive bodybuilder had started his diet and lost his bloat from the off-season as Jimmy had enjoyed RJ’s massive gain over the summer more than he could say.  Mid summer when RJ had been sporting his big gut that seemed to grow ever day, Jim could hardly take his eyes off it and had often wished he was built like the muscled youth.  As the summer passed, it had seemed that every time he ran into the man he was still bigger and bigger. Jimmy would have loved it if RJ had never done another contest but just kept growing month after month.  In his wildest dream he couldn’t imagine the bodybuilder encouraging him to eat more.  Jimmy stuffed the last few pancakes into his mouth as he felt a stir in his baggy track pants.  

Janie appeared with two more platters of pancakes in no time.  “You boys must be hungry today”, she said as she slid the platters off the tray, placing one before each man.

RJ pushed the platter that had been placed before him across the table.  “It’s all for Jimmy, here.  He’s bulking up.”

“I’ll say”, Janie smiled as she refilled the coffee and water glasses.  Her eyes rested on Jimmy nylon covered roid gut that easily rested on his lap as he leaned back his thick upper body to get out of her way.  The cute waitress gave him a wink as she left the table.

As the tray carrying waitress moved away, the open stares of the table full of young studs were exposed as the college guys couldn’t believe that the hulk was going to eat more.  They all looked at him with dazed expressions.  One of the boys found his voice as he spoke up.  “Dude no way you are gonna eat all that!”