~BHM, ~Sex, Romance - An attraction develops in the college cafeteria.
Part One
Melanie rushed through the university towards the cafeteria commons. A quick glance at her watch told her she was only running a minute or two late and there was still plenty of time to gossip with her best friend Lanna whom she was meeting for lunch. Hurrying through the university she raced into the cafeteria commons and scanned the crowd of hungry lunch-goers looking for familiar faces. At the back of the hall her friends Lanna and Tim were waving her down.
In a short time the three of them were laughing and gossiping like three old women. It was good to see her friend again, they shared a lot together and there is nothing like an old friend to laugh with. Lanna was Melanie's best friend throughout high school and they maintained a strong friendship even though they attended different universities.
The big news this week was Tim's new boyfriend and it was all he wanted to talk about. Lanna and Tim were excitedly discussing Tim's new love-life when Melanie's attention fluttered away.
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a large man walking towards their table and stole a quick glance. He was carrying a tray of food while ambling awkwardly through the maze of tables. Melanie watched him idly noting his handsome features as he carefully settled at a table in the corner of the cafeteria at a perfect angle for her to gain a better view. He carried a book bag over one shoulder which he swung onto the table as he plopped down onto one of the precariously small chairs.
"Mel! Melanie? You even listening?!" Tim said frantically while waving his hand in front of Melanie's face.
Startled out of her big-man-induced stupor Melanie jumped. "Huh? What?"
"You are staring off into space, I was asking you which movie I should go see with Marcus tonight," said Tim impatiently.
"She was probably staring at some guy," Lanna teased, peering around at the tables near ours.
"So where is he then?"
"I wasn't looking at anyone," Melanie replied lamely, turning red. She tried to ask Tim what choices of movie he was considering but he was already interested in Lanna's mission to find the mystery man. Luckily, Tim and Lanna had not noticed the big man sit down, and from their angle, he was directly out of their line of sight. Lanna looked around once more but didn't see anyone particularly interesting so she continued on topic of good movies to see on a date with Tim. Melanie sighed a breath of relief and joined in the conversation, happy to have the attention shifted away from her once more.
Trying to stay engaged in the conversation was proving to be difficult for Melanie as she had a full view of the handsome guy sitting behind her friends. He was quite tall and had a devilishly soft round face. He had medium-short dark hair framing his face and curling around his ears. His cheeks were covered with a couple days worth of stubble which hid his plump round cheeks. He appeared deeply engaged in a book while absently taking mouthfuls of pasta.
In between bites he licked his lips and unconsciously bit his upper lip. While watching him she noticed that he was eating a very large lunch: a sandwich, bowl of pasta, soup and a side salad. She marveled how he planned to eat all of that, but judging from his figure, this was something he did often enough. He had to be somewhere between 350 to 380lbs... it was a difficult guess, he seemed quite tall.
Meanwhile Lanna was asking Melanie what she was doing on the weekend and received no reply. Lanna continued to talk about some new straight-friendly gay bar where Tim and her where planning to go dancing...
"Hmmmm.... I wonder what book he is reading?" Melanie thought. She had long since drifted away from her friends' chatter. She wondered what program he was enrolled in and if she'd likely see him around the university again. She definitely wanted to see more of him. So... hot... This guy was delicious to watch.
Dark hair, dark eyes. Round chin, broad shoulders... ample girth.
Just then his eyes glanced up as though he sensed he was being watched and he looked straight into Melanie's eyes. His eyes flashed straight back to his book which he propped upright and hid behind.
Blast
She hadn't wanted him to notice. She had been enjoying watching him eat. How long was she staring? Melanie went back to her friends' conversation, vowing to ignore him for the remainder of the lunch.
"What are you guys laughing at?" Melanie asked curiously. Tim and Lanna snickered quietly to each other while throwing amused looks at Melanie.
"So you figure it's some guy sitting behind us, eh Tim?" Lanna said with a smirk on her face.
"Yeah, who could it be?" Tim chimed in. Lanna surveyed the cafeteria once more, pointing and guessing while Tim snickered.
"You two are like a pair of 8th graders!" Melanie protested. "Honestly! How old are you? Snickering like a couple of kids!"
Then Lanna's eyes stopped and Melanie knew she had noticed him as well.
"Of course!" she said aloud.
"What?! Would you quiet down!?"
Lanna waved at her friend and made the 'shush' face while turning to Tim and whispering in his ear.
They were making sport of this. Great.
After some more whispering and pointing Tim replied in a hushed voice, "What? No.... show me again!..."
"Stop acting like kids! Why do I hang out with you two?"
Lanna's finger pointed to the large guy sitting behind him and Melanie watched as Tim's eyes settled on him as well. He quickly spun around and looked Melanie in the eyes. Melanie was a bright shade of red.
"What?!" she said indignantly.
"You're joking." Tim turned to Lanna.
"No way, I am sure of it. That's Mel's 'type' all right," Lanna confirmed.
"That's who you've been staring at all lunch hour, Mel?" Tim asked, pointing at the large guy behind him.
"I wasn't staring at anyone!"
"The fatty?"
Melanie's eyes flashed when he said the "f" word. She was mortified now.
"So you going to go talk to him?" Lanna asked knowingly.
"No!" Melanie replied frantically. "Stop it already, he's going to notice!" The last thing she wanted was to draw his attention again.
"Then you admit it," Tim stated.
"Admit what?" Melanie asked, she glanced back at the large man. He looked distracted and pissed off and was packing up his books quickly.
"Well, I gotta go," Tim said "Class at 1:00"
"Well, what movie are you going to see?" Lanna asked as he began to get up to leave.
"Love Song," said Tim.
"That is really gay, Tim," Lanna teased.
Tim replied "And...?" to which he received laughter from Lanna and a gentle smirk from Melanie, who was still distracted by the fact that the big guy was about to leave too. Lanna and Tim both got up to leave and Lanna hugged Melanie goodbye.
"Go say hi to him," Lanna said encouragingly.
Melanie shrugged and waved them goodbye. She watched her friends leave and then looked back at the handsome guy she had been staring at. He glared in her direction and quickly walked out of the hall.
What was that for?
The next day Melanie went back to the cafeteria commons after a long discussion with one of her professors about an upcoming project. She was stressed. When she glanced down at her watch and noticed that fifteen minuted of her break had already been wasted she rolled her eyes and sighed. She walked aimlessly around the busy cafeteria hall and found herself walking to the back corner she had sat in yesterday. While heading to an empty table she noticed the big cutie from the day before sitting nearby.
Melanie's mood instantly improved. She had been planning to pull out her sketchbook and doodle during the lunch break but now she had her muse. She settled into a good viewing position and got to work.
He was involved in another hearty lunch, head in a book. It was perfect and was he ever beautiful. From her angle Melanie could see nearly his whole body. He was wearing a red long sleeve shirt with a short sleeve button-up shirt over top and a nice pair of bluejeans. He sat hunched forward, leaning heavily on the table, his legs parted widely, lazily sprawled under the table. His wide bottom took more than the seat, extending off in every available direction making the chair look tiny. He looked very soft and comfortable, his softened chest pressed up against the table and his ample belly extended onto his lap below the table edge. He was resting his head on one hand, holding his fork with the other and concentrating on his text book very deeply.
Melanie set to work quickly tracing his rough shape out first and then drooling over the details as she penciled in his fine form. First she roughly rounded him out, broad soft lines rounding over the harsh angles of the little chair. The lines developed into the quick beginnings of a human form, fat and full. She quickly mapped out the folds of cloth and rolls of plump, delicious man that lay just beneath those constricting layers. Next she moved to his face, for if he chose to switch positions, this would be most crucial. His soft chin, his round little nose, his full lips and the expression in his eyes.
His face was by far the most difficult to master as he kept taking bites of ravioli every few minutes and she'd have to wait for him to stop chewing. His eyes were thoughtful and involved, his dark brow line was furrowed in concentration. His cheek was pushed up on one side where he rested his head. The pudge of his cheek looked so soft and adorable. He still had not shaved and his messy hair hung around his face in dark curls. She shaded some rounded angles around his cheeks and then sketched a mess of curly lines that would become his hair.
Melanie could feel herself getting excited as she worked, for sketching a man like this was like getting as close to touching his every curve as she could without even approaching him. She worked away at his arms.... gorgeous, big brawny and shapely. As were his legs, well padded but not without some definition. Clearly, to carry around this heavy man his legs would indeed be quite shapely. Then she came to detail her favorite part, his bulging soft mid-section. His large soft belly extended onto his lap, amply fattened and comfy.
Overall he is amazing, well proportioned and well rounded. Her pencil did what her hands wanted to, following every curve. He was concentrating so intently on his textbook that he had barely moved for a good twenty minutes, which was more than enough to get a fairly well detailed sketch started.Oh how he was gorgeous... Melanie mused the idea of going to talk to him.
She was nearly finished her sketch when she remembered her sandwich. She was so involved in the process that she had forgotten to eat her lunch.
It was then that her muse suddenly shifted his position and glanced around.
"No! I hope he didn't notice!" she thought nervously. Her sketch was safe, she could work out the details without him but her muse had become restless and was now quickly finishing his lunch.
Curiously, he had focused his attention on something different and was frowning. Melanie glanced around wondering what had distracted him when she noticed the mirrored pillar off to the left of his seat. In that reflection, his round face was glaring at her.
He'd noticed.
(continued in post 7 of this thread)
Melanie's Muse
by Molly
by Molly
Part One
Melanie rushed through the university towards the cafeteria commons. A quick glance at her watch told her she was only running a minute or two late and there was still plenty of time to gossip with her best friend Lanna whom she was meeting for lunch. Hurrying through the university she raced into the cafeteria commons and scanned the crowd of hungry lunch-goers looking for familiar faces. At the back of the hall her friends Lanna and Tim were waving her down.
In a short time the three of them were laughing and gossiping like three old women. It was good to see her friend again, they shared a lot together and there is nothing like an old friend to laugh with. Lanna was Melanie's best friend throughout high school and they maintained a strong friendship even though they attended different universities.
The big news this week was Tim's new boyfriend and it was all he wanted to talk about. Lanna and Tim were excitedly discussing Tim's new love-life when Melanie's attention fluttered away.
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a large man walking towards their table and stole a quick glance. He was carrying a tray of food while ambling awkwardly through the maze of tables. Melanie watched him idly noting his handsome features as he carefully settled at a table in the corner of the cafeteria at a perfect angle for her to gain a better view. He carried a book bag over one shoulder which he swung onto the table as he plopped down onto one of the precariously small chairs.
"Mel! Melanie? You even listening?!" Tim said frantically while waving his hand in front of Melanie's face.
Startled out of her big-man-induced stupor Melanie jumped. "Huh? What?"
"You are staring off into space, I was asking you which movie I should go see with Marcus tonight," said Tim impatiently.
"She was probably staring at some guy," Lanna teased, peering around at the tables near ours.
"So where is he then?"
"I wasn't looking at anyone," Melanie replied lamely, turning red. She tried to ask Tim what choices of movie he was considering but he was already interested in Lanna's mission to find the mystery man. Luckily, Tim and Lanna had not noticed the big man sit down, and from their angle, he was directly out of their line of sight. Lanna looked around once more but didn't see anyone particularly interesting so she continued on topic of good movies to see on a date with Tim. Melanie sighed a breath of relief and joined in the conversation, happy to have the attention shifted away from her once more.
Trying to stay engaged in the conversation was proving to be difficult for Melanie as she had a full view of the handsome guy sitting behind her friends. He was quite tall and had a devilishly soft round face. He had medium-short dark hair framing his face and curling around his ears. His cheeks were covered with a couple days worth of stubble which hid his plump round cheeks. He appeared deeply engaged in a book while absently taking mouthfuls of pasta.
In between bites he licked his lips and unconsciously bit his upper lip. While watching him she noticed that he was eating a very large lunch: a sandwich, bowl of pasta, soup and a side salad. She marveled how he planned to eat all of that, but judging from his figure, this was something he did often enough. He had to be somewhere between 350 to 380lbs... it was a difficult guess, he seemed quite tall.
Meanwhile Lanna was asking Melanie what she was doing on the weekend and received no reply. Lanna continued to talk about some new straight-friendly gay bar where Tim and her where planning to go dancing...
"Hmmmm.... I wonder what book he is reading?" Melanie thought. She had long since drifted away from her friends' chatter. She wondered what program he was enrolled in and if she'd likely see him around the university again. She definitely wanted to see more of him. So... hot... This guy was delicious to watch.
Dark hair, dark eyes. Round chin, broad shoulders... ample girth.
Just then his eyes glanced up as though he sensed he was being watched and he looked straight into Melanie's eyes. His eyes flashed straight back to his book which he propped upright and hid behind.
Blast
She hadn't wanted him to notice. She had been enjoying watching him eat. How long was she staring? Melanie went back to her friends' conversation, vowing to ignore him for the remainder of the lunch.
"What are you guys laughing at?" Melanie asked curiously. Tim and Lanna snickered quietly to each other while throwing amused looks at Melanie.
"So you figure it's some guy sitting behind us, eh Tim?" Lanna said with a smirk on her face.
"Yeah, who could it be?" Tim chimed in. Lanna surveyed the cafeteria once more, pointing and guessing while Tim snickered.
"You two are like a pair of 8th graders!" Melanie protested. "Honestly! How old are you? Snickering like a couple of kids!"
Then Lanna's eyes stopped and Melanie knew she had noticed him as well.
"Of course!" she said aloud.
"What?! Would you quiet down!?"
Lanna waved at her friend and made the 'shush' face while turning to Tim and whispering in his ear.
They were making sport of this. Great.
After some more whispering and pointing Tim replied in a hushed voice, "What? No.... show me again!..."
"Stop acting like kids! Why do I hang out with you two?"
Lanna's finger pointed to the large guy sitting behind him and Melanie watched as Tim's eyes settled on him as well. He quickly spun around and looked Melanie in the eyes. Melanie was a bright shade of red.
"What?!" she said indignantly.
"You're joking." Tim turned to Lanna.
"No way, I am sure of it. That's Mel's 'type' all right," Lanna confirmed.
"That's who you've been staring at all lunch hour, Mel?" Tim asked, pointing at the large guy behind him.
"I wasn't staring at anyone!"
"The fatty?"
Melanie's eyes flashed when he said the "f" word. She was mortified now.
"So you going to go talk to him?" Lanna asked knowingly.
"No!" Melanie replied frantically. "Stop it already, he's going to notice!" The last thing she wanted was to draw his attention again.
"Then you admit it," Tim stated.
"Admit what?" Melanie asked, she glanced back at the large man. He looked distracted and pissed off and was packing up his books quickly.
"Well, I gotta go," Tim said "Class at 1:00"
"Well, what movie are you going to see?" Lanna asked as he began to get up to leave.
"Love Song," said Tim.
"That is really gay, Tim," Lanna teased.
Tim replied "And...?" to which he received laughter from Lanna and a gentle smirk from Melanie, who was still distracted by the fact that the big guy was about to leave too. Lanna and Tim both got up to leave and Lanna hugged Melanie goodbye.
"Go say hi to him," Lanna said encouragingly.
Melanie shrugged and waved them goodbye. She watched her friends leave and then looked back at the handsome guy she had been staring at. He glared in her direction and quickly walked out of the hall.
What was that for?
The next day Melanie went back to the cafeteria commons after a long discussion with one of her professors about an upcoming project. She was stressed. When she glanced down at her watch and noticed that fifteen minuted of her break had already been wasted she rolled her eyes and sighed. She walked aimlessly around the busy cafeteria hall and found herself walking to the back corner she had sat in yesterday. While heading to an empty table she noticed the big cutie from the day before sitting nearby.
Melanie's mood instantly improved. She had been planning to pull out her sketchbook and doodle during the lunch break but now she had her muse. She settled into a good viewing position and got to work.
He was involved in another hearty lunch, head in a book. It was perfect and was he ever beautiful. From her angle Melanie could see nearly his whole body. He was wearing a red long sleeve shirt with a short sleeve button-up shirt over top and a nice pair of bluejeans. He sat hunched forward, leaning heavily on the table, his legs parted widely, lazily sprawled under the table. His wide bottom took more than the seat, extending off in every available direction making the chair look tiny. He looked very soft and comfortable, his softened chest pressed up against the table and his ample belly extended onto his lap below the table edge. He was resting his head on one hand, holding his fork with the other and concentrating on his text book very deeply.
Melanie set to work quickly tracing his rough shape out first and then drooling over the details as she penciled in his fine form. First she roughly rounded him out, broad soft lines rounding over the harsh angles of the little chair. The lines developed into the quick beginnings of a human form, fat and full. She quickly mapped out the folds of cloth and rolls of plump, delicious man that lay just beneath those constricting layers. Next she moved to his face, for if he chose to switch positions, this would be most crucial. His soft chin, his round little nose, his full lips and the expression in his eyes.
His face was by far the most difficult to master as he kept taking bites of ravioli every few minutes and she'd have to wait for him to stop chewing. His eyes were thoughtful and involved, his dark brow line was furrowed in concentration. His cheek was pushed up on one side where he rested his head. The pudge of his cheek looked so soft and adorable. He still had not shaved and his messy hair hung around his face in dark curls. She shaded some rounded angles around his cheeks and then sketched a mess of curly lines that would become his hair.
Melanie could feel herself getting excited as she worked, for sketching a man like this was like getting as close to touching his every curve as she could without even approaching him. She worked away at his arms.... gorgeous, big brawny and shapely. As were his legs, well padded but not without some definition. Clearly, to carry around this heavy man his legs would indeed be quite shapely. Then she came to detail her favorite part, his bulging soft mid-section. His large soft belly extended onto his lap, amply fattened and comfy.
Overall he is amazing, well proportioned and well rounded. Her pencil did what her hands wanted to, following every curve. He was concentrating so intently on his textbook that he had barely moved for a good twenty minutes, which was more than enough to get a fairly well detailed sketch started.Oh how he was gorgeous... Melanie mused the idea of going to talk to him.
She was nearly finished her sketch when she remembered her sandwich. She was so involved in the process that she had forgotten to eat her lunch.
It was then that her muse suddenly shifted his position and glanced around.
"No! I hope he didn't notice!" she thought nervously. Her sketch was safe, she could work out the details without him but her muse had become restless and was now quickly finishing his lunch.
Curiously, he had focused his attention on something different and was frowning. Melanie glanced around wondering what had distracted him when she noticed the mirrored pillar off to the left of his seat. In that reflection, his round face was glaring at her.
He'd noticed.
(continued in post 7 of this thread)
