It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon and 19-year-old Brad Tomkins’ cousin, Mary Beth, was getting married. Brad arose early so that he would make sure to be at the church on time. Mary Beth was Brad's favorite relative. There were six years between them in age and Brad had always looked up to her. She never made him feel like he was her annoying little cousin, tagging along, but, instead, always made him feel part of whatever was going on. Even when she baby-sat for him at age 12 he never minded. It always felt more like hanging out with a friend than having a baby-sitter when Mary Beth was the sitter.

That was when Brad had met Dean for the first time. Mary Beth had dated him her freshman year in college and he would sometimes come over when she sat with Brad. Brad thought he was a cool guy as well. He, like Mary Beth, never made Brad feel like a nuisance. Mary Beth and Brad dated for a while then broke up. Then, a year and a half ago, they ran into one another again by chance, began dating, and were now headed for the altar. Brad was happy for the both of them and they asked him if he would serve as an usher in their wedding. Brad was touched by this and of course said yes.

Now, here was the big day. Brad stood in the front of the chapel watching the ceremony. The bridal party was stretched out across the front of the chapel, facing the crowd, but the ushers stood sort of off to the side with their back to the crowd, yet still in full view of the guests. Brad brushed a lock of his thick, sandy, brown hair from his deep blue eyes as he stood there watching his cousin exchange vows.

However, as he stood there, he couldn't help but think of how tight his rented tuxedo pants were. But that was no surprise; Brad had always had trouble finding pants that fit him. The simple truth was he had an incredibly large rump. He always did but really only became aware of it in junior high when the other kids started to tease him about it. Then when he joined the wrestling team in high school there was no stopping the growth of his monster booty. At first it embarrassed him, but, as he grew older, he realized the power that his big fleshy mounds had over people. It was almost hypnotic. Women and men alike lusted for his big butt muffins, and on more than one occasion he had used his ass to get himself out of a jam by allowing some pervert to spank his ass. Truth be told, he didn't mind, it kind of gave him a rush and he always got hard. And he usually came. That always shocked the spanker.

The wedding progressed and the crowd watched. Brad glanced over at the best man and noticed something small fall from his hand and hit the floor. It rolled at stopped at Brad's feet. It was the wedding band. The best man motioned for Brad to pick it up. Without thinking Brad bent down to pick it up and instantly there was an uninvited guest at the wedding in the form of Brad's overstuffed ass.

RIP! The tuxedo pants split all the way down the back seam from the top of the waistband to just below Brad's ball sack. Out popped Brad's big buns, barely