Foodforguys

we are just living food for men

[foodforguys]

I love this point of view. It’s the exact angle food gets right before it’s devoured — staring straight up at him against the open sky, knowing this is the last thing it’ll ever see.

There’s something intoxicating about it: for one brief moment, a man like him is completely focused on you. Not out of affection, not out of desire… just pure hunger. His eyes lock on like you’re the only thing that matters because, in that second, you are.

After all, you are just the next meal on his plate. And food doesn’t get to linger or play coy when a man this handsome has an empty stomach.

[foodforguys]

These arms cannot be built on their own, they need a constant supply of fuel, which is why there is always room for volunteer meat in a man's stomach.

[foodforguys]

“Don't be afraid, baby, jump on the pan. Dad got hungry after training. You're not going anywhere anyway-you're only going to come out of this kitchen in Daddy's stomach."

[lkrmacro]

Not escaping now, little guy

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[foodforguys]

A good representation of how your eater's life doesn't stand still, and he moves on with his daily routine, while you're forced to be curled up and motionless in his cramped stomach, gradually being digested to provide energy for his muscles throughout the day. The bad news is that you're going to be digested. The good news is that you'll be spending some time with him. And then every move he makes, every stroke he gives his stomach, biceps workout at the gym at evening , night of sex with a girl - all of it will be fueled by the energy he gets from digesting you.

[santomozzarella]

Post workout meal hit the spot, but I’m still hungry.. you might be next if you don’t get something in my mouth first

[foodforguys]

Post-dinner nap - non-negotiable for any serious athlete. His muscles lie slack, drained from the morning’s workout, while his guts churn like a factory—grinding through the mountain of food and one pathetic prey he shoveled down after training, turning it into fuel for tonight’s session. He doesn’t give a damn though. His body’s a machine, and the faint twitches under his hard abs—some last protest from the meal he had—don’t even register. Sleep comes easy when you know you’ve earned it.

Prey’s PoV-

You strike. Weak, desperate blows—trembling fists, what’s left of your knees, anything not yet dissolved into chyme. He won’t even wake up. At most, he’ll feel a faint gurgle, absently press a hand to his stomach (warm, firm, *infuriatingly perfect*), yawn, and roll over. Your pathetic "rebellion" just speeds up digestion, his intestines squeezing tighter to wring every last calorie out of you. *— Ugh, must’ve been the cottage cheese...* (He blames it on dairy. *You don’t even rate a conscious thought.*) And then—silence. Because stomachs don’t negotiate with food. They *process* it.

[santomozzarella]

Let’s see, DQP and a McDouble for pre-din, chicken and rice for dinner, then a Dave’s double and a large frosty for post-workout din (back and biceps) then you for dessert 😈

Thanks for it all babe 🥵

[foodforguys]

A stomach where you want to spend the evening .. and the night .. it doesn't matter though, after his workout, there's a place where you will meet your fate and he won't let you out ..

[foodforguys]

The Happy Pred.

He has learned the advantage of hunting preys who are brothers. That moment when he sleeps peacefully, digesting his captured dinner—tomorrow’s breakfast already waits in his bed, ready to take its brother’s place in his gut.

[bighungrywolf]

As you can see, your friend is gone, that little snack has already passed on, turning into more meat and bulk. He made the mistake of getting too close to me in the locker room when I was hungry. He clearly wanted to get a glimpse of my bod from the outside, but in the end he has gotten a full vip tour to see my body from the inside. And now if you don't want to end up like him, I would advise you to leave me, cos I warn you that I always have room for seconds, especially for a guy who looks as delicious as you. Guuuuuurgle. Slurp.

[santomozzarella]

Kinda full of burgers, but you could definitely get more in there

[foodforguys]

This guy definitely deserves something better and more nutritious than burgers. In addition, muscles need living protein. That's where I have to take my place in the food chain.

[macro-collections]

“Heh, we caught ‘em”

“Of course we did, bro. Did he really think he could outrun us at 3 inches tall? Haha”

“He’s not very bright, is he? hahah. He’s totally fucked now…”

“Yea, dude, I was just thinking how I needed some protein before today’s game…”

“Oh dude, same! I’ll rock, paper, scissors you for ‘em…”

“Bro, you’re on!”

[foodforguys]

I was horrified when I received a message from my friend's phone, who went to the gym for a workout with a trainer for the first time, the message contained a photo of a massive athlete, obviously after a hard workout at the gym, I thought it was the gym coach. "Your friend did a great job, and I'm not really talking about his training, but about mine, haha. Yes, he was weak, he was tired, and I had so many abs exercises. So, you can see that he's resting there in my stomach, or rather, getting ready to finally be a part of it. And you know. Your training session is tomorrow. Don't try to escape, loser, I know where you live, get some sleep, I'll pick you up at 6 a.m. Tomorrow is our arms and shoulders day, huh."

[looovedaddy]

[gayratguy]

Dude you serious? You really want me to eat you? Yeah man I’d love to pack you away but choose your next words carefully cause if you ask again I’m downgrading you from friend to food and food is made to be digested and make me bigger. Still want it then? Alright man no going back now, say hey to the burger I ate a bit ago and hope you enjoy the beer showers, love a few brewskis with my prey. Heh look at me talking to my food. Thanks for making me bigger dude and squirm on the way down for me! Urrrrp

[coolinternetmen]

[foodforguys]

“.. Hello, fgt. It seems your wish to be with me will come true today. I'm seriously late for a meeting with my business partners. It should be a deal that will ensure our profit this year, well, in general, it's not important for you, it's all about men's business. Since I overslept and am late, I didn’t have time for breakfast, and you know how important it is for me to eat regularly and maintain a high protein level to gain my muscles. It turns out that without today's breakfast, yesterday's workout in the gym was in vain . This is the moment when you go on stage, huh. I'll be at your apartment in 10 minutes, be ready, I'll put you in my stomach very quickly and go about my business, but don't rush to digest, usually all these business things last for many hours, well, you hardly understand, but I need something that fills my stomach all this time. If you're lucky, you'll have a coffee and a doughnut for company pretty soon.."

[noriker84]

[foodforguys]

The point of view of a bound piglet being carried on the shoulder of a butcher from a stall through the courtyard of the farm to the slaughterhouse.

No one talks to you, no one cares about your feelings and thoughts. You wanted to go to university, but all you've achieved is gained weight by fattening in a pig barn and in the coming days you'll fill the stomachs of male farmers from all over the neighborhood.

[sada-symphonia-deactivated20220]

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.

[daddyawaitin]

[foodforguys]

I was a tiny loser looking for a job who decided that he could come to a large business company and get a job among real men. I was unlucky at the moment when my interview was conducted by this alpha male during his lunch break. He was extremely unhappy that he had to waste his time on an inferior being .

"Our interview is over. How did you even think of hoping that you could work for this company? Although.. (I heard a distinct rumble somewhere from his stomach) however, I have a vacancy for you and.. (he licked his lips) You're officially hired! I don't have much time, in 15 minutes I have important negotiations with other important partners of my company, well, you have important negotiations in my stomach with a burger that I ate an hour ago. If you're lucky, you'll be able to hear how a real man should negotiate in a world where you're just food."