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I'm a sucker for a ball gut daddy.
Needing longer arms these days.
Gut love is a real thing. Remember the first big belly you rubbed up on? I do. It was my dad’s. It didn’t give much when I poked it as a kid. Dad was a little embarrassed when I did. He called it his “beer belly”. It was always hard to the touch, like an old-fashioned water bed. Looking back now, I know that I’ve eclipsed his biggest-ever size. It’s a proud feeling to walk (waddle) with an arched back and sore feet in his memory. To be short of breath from bending over at the fridge is a sign that gut love is all around. He wouldn’t understand my goal of intentionally adding size and girth to my mid-section but I hope he would want me to be happy with my body. Be proud about your size and remember those that inspired you to pursue it.
One last stick to close the night out. BF is out of town so no one to stroke my belly. : (
Puffing away on a cigar to get my day started.
Absolute perfection. I’m ready to fill TT’s tank.
Let's light up together, shall we. 🔥🔥🔥
Chomping on my morning stogie. Already downed breakfast that could feed a family of four. Pure gluttony and proud of it.
Feeling fat and fulfilled. Had to share.
A nice view from the top and bottom.
Feeling a little bloated today
Working hard post-Dad’s day.
Feeling fulfilled and happy that I’ve chosen the right path for me. Dealing with setbacks only makes you stronger (and bigger).
I remember falling in love with the comfort of a big man’s belly as a kid. Getting to share my own big belly with others is indescribable. If you know, you know.
One year ago vs now. Can’t even button the shirt anymore. 309 lbs and no stopping.
We’ve all tried to lose weight at one time or another. It can be frustrating. Intentional gaining is a similar kind of thing. You still beat yourself up. When you’re going for the biggest waistline possible you still get frustrated. You may not be gaining as quickly. You’re running out of clothes. Food is expensive. I have to tune it out and celebrate what I’ve achieved. Every pound is a milestone in my body celebration journey and it’s only the beginning.
Each day of my existence I live as a stuffed hog. I don’t have an off switch when it comes to food. I never get enough and always want more for myself.
Finishing up my fourth breakfast sandwich. Can’t sacrifice a single calorie if I’m truly serious about growing. Hog stuffing gone wild.
My passion for cigars arose during my late teens. I’ve seen the community explode over nearly four decades. How amazing to see younger guys even more engaged in the world of cigars. The future is bright.
