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@bellylover89
#82
“Where ya headed boy? I don’t care if you say you are legal, you are just a boy to me. Now answer my fucking question boy! I said ‘Where ya headed?’ See it wasn’t that hard, but ‘Anywhere but here’ aint a place. What are you runnin’ from? Let me guess—your daddy? I knew it. You queer? Hunh boy? I asked if you are queer. The fact you didn’t answer me with an immediate no means that the answer is really yes....
Finding new guys to hook up with is hard in a small town. It’s only familiar faces that show up on Grindr, and there was one particular guy who never responded despite my persistent messages. He’s my exact type with such a perfectly round belly and bulging muscles, but the interest didn’t seem to be mutual.
Or so I thought, because after months of complete ignorance he finally replied, and was surprisingly engaged with sorting the details for us to meet. I was overly excited on the journey to his place, thinking about being pinned beneath his massive body while he used me for his pleasure. I was rock hard by the time I knocked on his door, but the unfriendly expression I was met with made both my smile and enthusiasm fade, as I realised he hadn’t invited me over for the reason I expected.
“So listen, we ain’t hooking up today. I just got sick of you bothering me, and I figured I could shut you up and grab lunch at the same time.”
Before I could react, he twisted the collar of my shirt into his hand and pulled me through the door and pin me against the wall with his huge belly. He shoved my head into his mouth without hesitation, eager to claim me as a meal without letting me put up a fight. It’s not like I could struggle much anyway while stuck between the wall and his thick, heavy gut.
With every swallow, he leaned back briefly to stuff more of my body down his throat, then knocked the wind out of me by slamming his belly into me again, basically bouncing against me over and over until my legs were getting slurped past his lips. His stomach was uncomfortably tight despite how large it looked from the outside, mostly padded with muscle and fat that was now compressing inwards to overwhelm my weakly squirming presence.
I did try to beg for my release while I was being melted down, but the man either ignored me or couldn’t hear through the thick walls and loud gurgling sounds. He’d done exactly what he said: kept me quiet for good, while enjoying a satisfying meal as a bonus.
Hey dad, I know I promised to be yours only, but I really need help. So I was in a public bathroom and a muscular guy came up to me and said he would let me suck his cock. So I went into the bathroom with him and I sucked him and he really fucked my throat hard until he shot cum down my throat and then he picked me up and swallowed me whole in one gulp. And now he keeps eating and buries me under the food in his stomach and he won't let me out. I don't want to digest and turn into protein in his stomach dad what should I do?
Haha you made a promise but you broke it because you're a preyboy slut.
You went into that bathroom hungry for cock, and you got exactly what you deserved....a one-way trip down a stranger’s throat.
Now you’re buried under his meals, churning in the wet acidic dark, begging me for help 😂
You’re not my boy anymore.
You’re his protein.
You’re the fat padding his gut, the nutrients in his veins, the weight in his swollen gut.
You should’ve stayed loyal.
Now stay swallowed and digest quietly 😈
I’m gonna sleep well tonight while my vore gut works over this big dumb jock. It’s like the dopier they are the more beefy and tasty they are- my belly’s absolute favorite! And we’re gonna enjoy eating all of his friends too.
*EEEEUOOOOOOOOORRRRP*
(ID: CMBigDog)
Walter stretched as he woke up, his tired body giving some small cracks and pops. He yawned, long and low, smacking his dry lips.
Groaning, he pushed himself from his mattress, slowly adjusting to being awake. He paused when he heard the familiar sound of sloshing coming from his midsection.
He quickly looked down at his gut, confused. Then...
"Oh, right."
The day before, Walter had worked as a mall Santa for his local mall. The work was harder than he had expected; He had a 12-hour shift , with only a 30 minute break, and because it was Christmas Eve, the place was packed! He had a constant line of little kids wanting to take photos with him.
At one point, a young man came up to him. He introduced himself as Alex, and said that he wanted to fuck Santa for Christmas. Well, Walter was hungry, and the boy looked tasty. So, Walter took him up on the offer.
They met in the staff room on his break, locking the door behind them so no one could catch them in the illicit act.
After a makeout session and a blowjob, Walter was starving. He grabbed Alex, wrapping him in a bear hug, and devoured him hungrily. The smooth, skinny guy slid inside him easily, expanding his belly hugely. As he finished swallowing the boy, he belched loudly, patting his gut.
"Struggle all you want, boy. No one will find you in there." He slapped his belly as Alex did his best to fight back. The gut was tight, however, and resisted his every move. He was packed in too tight.
"If it makes you feel any better, feeding Santa is better than fucking Santa. You're like my milk and cookies." Walter chuckled at his own joke. Since his break was almost over, he quickly put back on his costume and got back to work.
Work went by quicker, now-- He was in a much better mood, now that he had the nice pressure on his prostate, and he wasn't as tired, between the blowjob and his meal. Yep, Alex would keep him full and happy for the rest of the day.
For the rest of his shift, Walter belched, churned and groaned, enjoying the slow digestion of his prey. He wasn't certain really when his meal expired and started to really digest, but after a couple hours passed, a little boy poked his belly, laughing at how it sloshed and jiggled. His gut stayed active well through the end of his shift.
Not too long after getting home, he was fast asleep in his bed, a satisfied smile on his face.
The next morning, Walter admired himself in the mirror, pleased with his new size. He couldn't help but explore the new mass, giving some pats to test his new jiggle. It was likely he had gained about 15 pounds, most of that weight going to his belly and chest.
He lifted his gut and dropped it, enjoying how its content sloshed when he did. A small burp passed his lips, and he was greeted again with the musky, but slightly sweet taste of Alex.
"Well, kid, I'm glad you could spend the holidays with me." He laughed, and slapped his gut. It was nice to have another live meal; It had been a while. Definitely his favorite Christmas gift.
He paused for a moment, thinking.
"Shit, am I even gonna fit into my nice shirt?"
“Good morning, stud,” my buddy’s dad greeted me when I awoke in his bed, a seductive smile upon his bearded face, his bedroom eyes fixed upon me. We were both completely naked, his muscular, hairy body pressed up against me, a pillow balled up under his head. “That was hot as fuck last night,” he winked at me, his hand reaching out, stroking my chest.
“Did—did we fuck last night?” I gasped, my brain trying to comprehend what was happening while still in the throes of a raging hangover.
“Hell yeah, we fucked last night,” he smiled, rolling on top of me, kissing my neck, his beard scratching my skin. “And the sex was fucking amazing.”
“Christ,” I groaned. “I let you put your dick in me?”
“No, Trevor,” he laughed, kissing down my treasure trail, his beard tickling my belly. “You put your dick in me—and busted two big loads up my ass.”
“But—but Mr. Anderson,” I protested. “I’m not gay—I fuck girls.”
“First, call me Rick,” he insisted. “There’s no need for formalities when you’ve had your dick inside me. And second, you might not be gay—but maybe you should tell that to your rock-hard cock?”
At that moment, Rick took my raging boner into his mouth and began to suck me. Instantly, he was deep throating me, my eight-incher sliding past his tonsils, my balls mashed against his chin.
“How—how did this happen?” I questioned, fighting the urge to push Rick off me while simultaneously enjoying the best damn head of my life. “The last thing I remember, Dylan and I were tossing back tequila with a couple of hot bitches at Coyote Jake’s,” I recalled. “Oh Christ, does Dylan know that I fucked his own father?”
“Calm down, Trevor,” Rick insisted, releasing my cock from his throat. “Dylan doesn’t know a thing. He’s still sleeping like the dead in his room. You two Ubered here shit-faced drunk at 2 am. I practically carried your wasted asses to Dylan’s room, where you both passed out cold.”
“But how did I end up in here—fucking you?” I demanded.
“I’m getting to that,” Rick sat up, gripping my hard cock in his fist, pumping it as he spoke. “At some point in the night you stumbled naked into my room, mumbling something about needing to smash some pussy.”
“I—I don’t remember that.”
“No shit,” Rick laughed, straddling my body, still stroking my cock. “You stumbled in here, grabbed that lube there on my bed table, greased up your cock, climbed on top of me in bed, and then shoved your big dick up my ass.”
And at that moment, upon explaining how I had ended up in his bed, Rick sat upon my big cock, taking me into his depths once more. Immediately, I was balls deep in the warmest, tightest hole imaginable.
“Fuuuuuck,” I exhaled, my head tipping back in ecstasy. “You’ve got a sweet cunt.”
“That’s exactly what you said last night when you shoved that big dick into me,” Rick laughed as he began to ride me, his hands upon my chest, his tight sphincter gliding up and down my rigid pole.
“Yeah, ride this big dick,” I exclaimed, casting off my inhibitions, embracing the act of fucking a dude. Rick’s tight hole was fucking amazing—far better than any pussy I ever had. I might as well enjoy it, I told myself.
“Fuck, I love riding a hung, young stud like you,” Rick bellowed, his pelvis gyrating atop me, his fuck canal gripping my cock from within.
“I—I didn’t know that you’re gay,” I admitted, getting my hips into the action, syncing my rhythm with his.
“After I divorced Dylan’s mom,” Rick began, my cock a piston in his hole. “I topped a few gay dudes, just needing to get my rocks off. But then this one guy convinced me to flip fuck with him and, after experiencing the sheer bliss of a big dick up my ass, there was no turning back.”
“But, don’t you feel like less of a man now?” I suggested. “You know, taking dick from guys?”
“Only a real man can take a cock up his ass,” Rick answered, his muscular, hairy body working my big dick, supporting himself on his powerful thighs. “I never feel more manly then when I’ve got a big cock inside me.”
I had to admit that it was hot watching this hunk of a man as he took charge of my cock, writhing upon it, inching me closer and closer to orgasm. Bitches always tired quickly when trying to ride my big one, but not Rick. He was riding me like a champ, an expert jockey upon a thoroughbred.
“Fuck, l want your cum,” Rick threw back his head, sweat dripping down his hairy chest as he increased his pace, riding me harder. His thighs slapped heavily against mine with each downbeat, my balls smacking his ass in return. “Breed me,” he begged.
“You’re about to get it,” I warned, biting my lip, trying to hold back my load. His talented hole was just too good, his expert moves coaxing my balls to give up their seed. “I’m getting close,” I exclaimed, the cum rising in my swelling shaft.
“Seed me,” he demanded, bucking hard on my engorged cock, my balls beginning to throb. “Shoot that load up my ass.”
“FUCK,” I growled, my cock detonating in his depths, my body convulsing beneath him. “FUCK—FUCK,” I continued to grunt loudly, my load spewing rhythmically, spraying the walls of his fuck canal with my warm seed.
“That’s it, baby,” Rick encouraged, holding still upon me, reveling in the feeling of my pulsing cock in his depths. “Empty those balls in me.” Slowly, my orgasm ebbed, my balls satiated.
“Fuck, that was good,” I exhaled as Rick dismounted me, my spent cock flopping audibly against my thigh, my pearly load gushing from his gaping hole. “You’ve got an incredible cunt,” I praised him. “We need to do this again—soon.”
But before Rick could respond, a figure appeared in the doorway. It was my buddy Dylan, leaning against the door jamb with his arms crossed over his hairy chest. He was in his boxer briefs, a look of disgust upon his face.
“Dylan,” I gasped, trying to cover my cum-slicked cock with my hands. “Don’t be mad, dude. It’s—it’s not what you think.”
“Jesus Christ, Dad,” Dylan reprimanded his father, ignoring me. “Why do you always give up your ass to all of my buddies? It’s really fucked up.”
“Don’t be jealous, Dylan,” Rick pushed himself upwards and onto all fours upon the bed, presenting his available ass to my buddy. “You know that I’ll always let you dump a load in me, anytime you want, son.”
I watched transfixed as Dylan pulled down the front of his briefs, resting the waistband beneath his heavy balls. His thick, eight-incher was raging hard, a drop of precum forming at the tip. Dylan quickly stepped up to the plate, grabbing his dad by the hips as he prepared to mount him.
“Jesus, Trevor,” Dylan exclaimed, turning his face to me as he pushed balls deep into his father. “You dumped a big fucking load in my dad’s ass. It’s wet as fuck all up in here.”
“You gonna give me some more cum, son?” Rick asked, twerking his used ass upon his son’s thick rod. “Shoot a big load in me?”
“You know it, Dad,” Dylan slapped Rick’s ass before digging into his shoulders, pounding him hard. I delighted in watching my buddy railing his own father as I slowly stroked my big dick, patiently awaiting my turn to pound another load into the slutty DILF.
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
When you’re desperate, sometimes you’ll do anything a sugar daddy wants of you. Even if what he wants is to swallow you whole and alive to show you off to his fans. At least it’ll only be for a little bit... right? I mean, he said he’d let you out, but it’s been at least a couple of hours already and I think he just belched up some of your air. It’s getting awfully hot and tight in there...
Heh, should have done it years ago.
“Sorry Son. I didn’t really mean to eat you, I was just too upset at the thought of you leaving me alone while you went across the country to live your dreams. Please don’t be too mad at me son but at least we’ll be closer than ever..”
Gravity is kicking my ass
Just my luck that my car would break down in the middle of the night, miles away from home and with no sign of civilisation around. I sat there stressing about what to do, long enough for another car to finally drive past and notice my predicament. I nervously rolled my window down after he pulled over and walked towards my car, though it seemed he was friendly.
“You’re in some trouble here, aren’t you bud? I’ve got a spare room at my place, why don’t you come with me and we’ll call a mechanic in the morning?” Without much choice, I took the stranger’s offer and got in his car, which had enough light to finally see him a bit clearer. He was a little older than me, a tall and rugged man with a sizeable belly resting on his lap. I was too tired to have much conversation with him on the journey, ready to crash in bed as soon as we reached his house.
He guided me to a pretty small guest room, which was pitch black from the complete lack of windows until he switched the light on. Seemed a bit sketchy, but I was kinda glad that I wouldn’t be woken up as soon as the sun rose in a few hours. The stranger gave me a brief “Sleep well, bud” before he left me to get settled in. I don’t know exactly how long I managed to doze off for, but my sleep was eventually interrupted by what sounded like the door clicking shut after being reopened, followed by the gentle creak of a floorboard from within the room.
I called out softly to no response, assuming it must have been my imagination. But now I was awake I started to notice something else, an odd warmth and smell like someone’s breath that seemed to be growing stronger over time. It wasn’t until a wet tongue touched my face that I realised I really wasn’t alone, a hungry predator taking advantage of the darkness to feast on me before I could react.
Without any sight, all my senses were heightened. I could hear his moans and the squelch of his throat muscles contracting with every gulp, feel his warm insides enveloping my body as I was dragged deeper. He took a long time tasting my crotch, his tongue twisted around my shaft trying to tease some extra flavour out of me before swallowing my lower half. Struggling was no use in the tightness of his sweltering stomach, so once he’d sucked my toes past his greedy lips and taken his final gulp, I just had to sit there listening to his teasing and satisfied burps.
“Mmm, what a delicious *urp* snack. No one’s gonna know where you ended up, tasty boy…”
Greedy bro can’t get enough but ran out of food.. you know what that means for you
I like it
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thar she blowsss 🌊
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Let's have some fun just because daily life (a lot of times) doesn't come with any for most of us. I'm curious to know what kind of answers I'll get from asking this. Tell me things that you think could fit inside this big guy. Be creative with answers lol
