02-11-2014, 10:07 PM
Nick never really like divulging the story behind the belly, but with Martina he would at least try. "I only know his first name...Mike. It was one of those freak binge nights that the only thing I knew was that I wanted to get black out drunk. Nine months later, here I am. I never heard a word from him or go as much as a phone number." Nick said trailing away. "I'm better for it. I have a support system in place where he doesn't need to be a part of my life." Then Nick got quiet again, trying to listen to his body. Between the weight of his belly and his penis pushing the limits of his pants, Nick was not comfortable to say the very least. He tried to breathe a little to relax his erection away, but this time it wasn't working.