A rounding holiday part 1.

Brian lay on the bed whimpering in pain. His stomach continued to rumble like African drums in the distance and the air in the room had filled with the unappetizing odor of body gasses. Tobias had expressed his concerns. Brian never complained about a full belly, but then again he had never eaten that much before. He didn't want Tobias to call a doctor, as he had indicated. He couldn't have said more because of the pain. Tobias looked at his boyfriend from a chair for a moment and then walked to the telephone. He didn't want to risk seeing his boyfriend die. He called the reception with number 1, as Orlando the butler had instructed, and a very friendly woman answered the line. She did not want to call a doctor, but she would immediately send someone to the room to assess the situation. Less than five minutes later there was a knock on the door. It was Orlando himself, who entered the room with his cheerful smile. He had a tray with him, which he held stately in front of him with one hand. He kept his other hand behind his back. On the tray was a glass of water and two small green pills.
"Gentlemen," he began, walking to the window and opening it to air the room.
"I understood there is an emergency here."

Before Tobias could say anything, Orlando walked over to the swollen Brian on the bed. He leaned over and looked at Brian's face.
"A classic case of overeating," he laughed.
"Nothing serious, more guests are affected by this."

Brian's stomach began to rumble loudly, and he felt his intestines swell, but he didn't dare fart with Orlando there.
"I'm very ashamed," he whimpered as he struggled to control the fart.
His hands held his stomach even tighter and his face turned red.

"It's never good to be ashamed of yourself, young man," Orlando replied in a serious tone.
Holding up the tray, he placed his other hand on Brian's stomach and pressed gently. A loud fart that was certainly audible in the hallway left his body. Tobias laughed at Orlando's cool attitude, who had apparently experienced situations like this before.
"Here, take this," the butler said, pushing the two green pills into Brian's mouth and handing him the glass of water to swallow.
"Swallow it, I'm not trying to poison you here."

Brian swallowed the pills with hesitation. Amazingly quickly, the pain in his stomach subsided, but the ceiling above him seemed to rotate. He closed his eyes and barely felt another fart finding its way out. As Brian slowly fell asleep, Orlando explained to Tobias that he had given him sleeping pills, a standard procedure for guests who had eaten so much that they were experiencing stomach upset. He didn't have to worry, before nightfall Brian would be awake again. He advised Tobias to do something for himself this afternoon. Horse riding on the beach, for example, or a long walk in the gardens. The gym was an excellent choice according to Orlando. Tobias quickly took his sportswear from his suitcase and followed the butler to the gym.

The gym was indeed large and well equipped. It was almost better than the gym in town, where Tobias went almost every day. He could change in a large, tiled room, or in one of the wooden changing cubicles, the swinging doors of which were painted in warm colors and had a slightly African look. The wellness center could also be entered from the changing room, but Tobias chose to exercise. He was still a little worried about Brian and wanted to clear his mind for a moment. Dressed in baggy sweatpants and a tight tank top, he ran on the treadmill. The images on the television on the ceiling above him left him cold. He enjoyed the warm rays of sunshine on his face and the view that one of the large windows offered him. Below him lay the large garden. Men took a walk, others sat on a bench. It was quite busy, for a hotel gym. Strong men pulled weights, while slimmer men mainly focused on cardio equipment. Fortunately, it wasn't just older men who trained there. Tobias had bad experiences with older audiences in a gym. Of those men who think they are still 18, while they are already over 50. He knew he wasn't ugly and it wouldn't be the first time some pervert had pinched his ass just because it was kind of...bulging. Yes, old gays. When Tobias had first arrived in the city, he had imagined life there differently. Finding work was not easy and he had to sell his body several times to get money. He wasn't proud of it and didn't like to talk about it. Not even with Brian. Luckily, the half hour was over and the treadmill started to slow down. Tobias was not a fan of cardio training. He found it boring, but necessary to keep his fat burning going. Then you could see his muscles better, was the thinking. In the past, he always wanted to be the slimmer, but nowadays the thought of a slightly bigger body also made him feel excited. He was attracted to a fat body, but still opted for thicker muscles himself. Or thick muscles with a layer of fat over them, like a rugby player or wrestler. When the treadmill was completely turned off, he grabbed his towel from the floor and drank some water from his water bottle, after which he left the cardio section for the strength training equipment. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Hey yo... how did you get that big ass," came a voice from behind him.

Tobias turned and looked into the face of the very muscular guy he had seen in the lunch room. He was wearing another tank top, which was tight around his upper body, but loose around his waist. His arms seemed even fatter up close than they had looked in the room.
"Er... genes," Tobias stammered.
'I don't do heavy exercises to make it grow. A bit of squatting, yes.'

The heavily muscular boy seemed interested in his squat techniques and together they walked to a barbell in a corner of the gym, where Tobias demonstrated his technique. The boy introduced himself as Robin and showed Tobias his training schedule.