Sully pushed through the layers of man flesh. He loved how the fat rippled all the way down jelly's voluptuous body. The way the drops of hot sweat cascaded down those very ripples he longed to grope.
He had waited so long for this moment. Jelly rushed toward him, in all of his obese glory. They ran into each other, bouncing backwards. They laughed, feeling like they were at a sumo wrestling match.
Stroking sully's back, jelly calmed him down and helped him catch his breath. The running was a bit much for him. But all was ok now, because they were finally going to be together. They had everything they needed - coffee, pizza, french fries, donuts, beer, and each other.
Embracing, jelly pushed sully back on the king sized bed and went to give him the time of his life. Instead he went around sully the wrong way, and ended up falling on him. Sul started wheezing and Jelly realized his lungs were obstructed. Clearly they were going to have to do a better job of getting their love making started.
Sully stood up. It was his turn. He longed to be between those layers of lucious, fatty masses. To smell the odor of decaying rats and garbage. To see if their were any left over candy bars, or pie crumbs. He needed jelly and he needed him now.
