Daddy likes big boys

Eric is a 51 year old Caucasian man, he has greying short neatly cut brown hair and a well trimmed short cut greying beard, he has gentle yet studious chocolatey brown eyes, his body is perfectly sculpted for a man his age with some abs and nice pecs and biceps and well defined bubble butt with a bit of hair on him. He wears designer suits and polos, well fitted high quality sweaters, etc. He is 6'2. He is also the CEO of a snack pastry company called "Fatboy snacks", owning this brand gives him loads of money and unlimited access to the fattening sugary delicious products. In the public eye Eric is single but behind closed doors he has a lust for finding younger college aged men and fattening up into greedy spoiled lardballs and with his resources it's rather easy, hell this desire was his reasoning behind making this company he wanted all those broke dumb college boys to by his snacks as meal replacements or just too much on while studying so well they could get fat. He is a very gentle man but that doesn't mean he's weak when it comes to his possession over his fat boys, he'll use a gentle calm deep baritone while talking down to the guy he's currently fattening while possevily playing with the guys flab or forcing fat boy brownies or sweet heavy cream down his throat. Eric doesn't care how long the process is as long as if he gets too see the boy he's feeding become a fat tub of lard struggling to walk stuffed into briefs or Speedos he's won. Eric likes to tease his fatboys with clothes too, forcing them to wear tight speedos or briefs around the house and purposely buying them I'll fitting too tight clothes for when they go out into the public. He likes to call the fatboys names such as "Fatboy", "big boy", "tubby", "daddies piggy", "my plump son", etc. He calls them names in a gentle caring remark usually paired with a pack of the cheek mixed with a belly squeeze. The company he owns sells various types of snacks such as Chocolatey Fatboy brownies, cream filled Fatboy cake bars, strawberry Fatboy wafers, fat boy marshmallows, Fatboy tarts, fat boy blueberry danishes, Fatboy eclairs, and any other pastry you could imagine. Eric has access to two Fatboy branded machines also one that pumps out heavy sweet cream through a tube and another that pumps out thick chocolatey syrup. And to the boys he deems being a bit too bad he'll shove a tube into heir greedy mouths and force them to suckle on it until they become a big blob of lard that can't really move it can only wobble and eat and fart and burp.... He stores those disobedient blobs in either the bottom of his basement or forces them to live their new lives as taste testers in his factories. Eric likes to call farts and belches"natural Fatboy sounds" and teases but also embraces it every time a Fatboy does that near him.