I woke up with a jolt, blinking the sleep out of my eyes as I squinted through the darkness of the bedroom. I winced against the light of the phone held aloft above me, glancing over my shoulder to where my best friend Matt was still sleeping soundly and snoring away tangled in the bedsheets. I sat up on the blowup mattress, rubbing my eyes as I looked up at my friend’s big brother Jeremy.
“Wassup, whas goin on...” I mumbled dazedly.
Jeremy typed away at his phone, not paying attention to me. Which was pretty rude, honestly, given that he’d clearly woken me up for something. “I just got off work,” he said lowly, careful not to wake Matt. “We were busy as fuck, I didn’t have time to eat between deliveries.”
I shrugged irritably, feeling annoyed. He woke me up for this? “So? What do you want me to do about it? Go to the kitchen, get something.”
He scowled at me. “I’m really hungry, man. My stomach feels so fuckin’ empty.” He scratched his hairy musclegut, gazing down at me. “Can’t I eat you, dude?”
I sighed, rubbing my eyes again. “I don’t know...I don’t really wanna be food. I don’t really get much out of it.”
Jeremy let out a soft, impatient sound through his nose. His lower lip stuck out in an honest to god pout. “C’mon, man. What if I fuck you first, how about that?” He palmed his cock through his pajama pants enticingly.
I glanced down at his bulge, considering. It still didn’t sound too awesome being churned up in his stinking belly, but I’d be lying if I said I’d never thought about having sex with him...
“Alright,” I relented. “But you better make it good.”
Jeremy grinned, cracking his knuckles. “You bet, little man,” he said, taking my hand and leading me down the hall to his room.
Matt woke up in the morning alone in his room, the air mattress beside him unoccupied. Yawning, he walked down the hall, pausing as the bathroom door opened up. Jeremy emerged, the sound of the flushing toilet still echoing behind him.
Matt’s nose wrinkled in distaste at the smell that wafted out from the room. “That’s nasty, bro,” he complained.
Jeremy laughed, patting his stomach. “Hey, he was *your* friend,” he joked, grinning at the look on his little brother’s face as he returned to his room.
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