Brian told me about this place where you can go and meet up with rougher guys who are looking for twinks to fuck with. He was jonesing to try it out but he wanted me to go with him for moral support. Besides, it wasn't like I hadn't seen him do a total slut out with strange guys before. So I agreed to be his wingman as we drove off to this out of the way bar down town.
When we got there, the best word I could find to describe this place was nondescript. It wasn't run down, but it certainly wasn't a tourist haven either. No big signs or graffiti on the walls. So we paid our cover charge and found our way into a couple rooms filled with nervous twinks sucking down drinks and chatting with each other while eying the twenty or so quiet alphas who seemed to be populating the corners.
We ran into a loud guy with a big green scarf who Brian knew from work. I was introduced to Patrick as we got something to drink from the central bar. Once we located to a table, I asked what BV, the name of the bar, stood for. Patrick just laughed and said he didn't know. Then he elbowed Brian as he directed his attention to a big bruiser by one of the back room doors. He looked straight out of a biker movie. He was standing there looking around the room along with a couple of his buddies. I heard Patrick say that hed love to make him happy. Well, whatever. Not my cup of tea. But I had to remember i wasn't here for me, but Brian.
Brian said he and Patrick were going to walk around the building to see what was up. He asked if I wanted to join them. I politely declined, seeing as how this was turning into a big bust for me. As long as he had his friend, I could stay at the table and people watch.
I watched the nervous pair walk across the room and walk in front of the biker daddies as they headed to the back rooms. Patrick stuck out his hand and ran it across the bruiser they were eying at the table. Oh great. Hes with a slut to match his own desires. About a minute after Brian and Patrick disappeared through the doorway, three of the bikers, including their flirt, followed them. Well that should keep them busy for a while.
While sat there nursing my cocktail, I watched the interactions in the main room. There seemed a lot of twinks flirting with the gruff daddies and every so often one would peel off and head to back room followed by another chicken hawk. I saw a gruff dude emerge from the back room. He was greeted by a friend and he yanked a green scarf out of his back pocket. Well I guess they found drinks to play with.
The gruff dude's friend slapped him across his hairy belly and they both laughed. Then the guy rubbed his belly and I could've sworn i saw it move. Huh. Must be my eyes playing tricks on me. Five minutes later another daddy came out of the back room. I remembered seeing him follow a blond in there. He just had a big grin on his face as he was rubbing his belly and walked over to his friends. I could've sworn he was wearing a tight black wifebeater when he went in, but now he was topless. And good thing as I don't think that top would've fit him. The one guy laughed as he rubbed his belly and stuck his ear against his gut.
Something wasn't quite right. I got up to go retrieve Brian. As I headed through the door I felt several pair of eyes on me. I continued into the dark hallway and headed to the doorway where the low thumping beat was coming from. I got to the doorway and paused to allow my eyes to adjust. I looked around and spotted a couple of the daddies I had seen come back here. Funny how they had all removed their shirts. Thats when I saw the action going on in the corner. I was prepared to see some oral or anal sex occurring but what I saw blew my mind. An older gruff dude was standing there and he was lifting a young fellow up in the air. Only the young guy was only half there. The rest of him was somehow sliding down the throat of the old man. The seasoned predator was gulping in rapid movements as the young guy was disappearing into his belly. Dumbfounded, I watched as as he swallowed the twink, pausing only to remove his shoes before he finished him off.
In utter confusion, I turned to a guy and asked if he saw what I did. He laughed and said he sure did. Henry got himself another twink.
But he ate him. He ate him.
Well what did you expect, dude? Its in the name of the place... BV stands for Big Vore. It's the best kept secret in town. I remembered Brian and Patrick and spun around the room. Then I remembered the green scarf and I knew where Patrick ended up. As I spun again I saw the gruff dude they were flirting with. He had his shirt off. Damn. But he didn't look like his belly was any bigger, so I took a chance and approached him. As I got closer, I could see he was jerking a big load onto the floor. I tapped his shoulder and asked him if he saw where my friends had gotten to.
He turned and looked at me and smiled. He told me he remembered me. I was with those two hot twinks.
Yeah. Did you see where they went?
Well the flamboyant one went down Harry's throat. Must say he was completely surprised, which made Harry really excited. He likes when his meals put up a fight. The other one dropped to his knees and begged me to let him suck me instead. How could I say no to that!
So I let him suck out a nice big load from me. Hell he swallowed it all too. But that's where his luck ran out. You see I'm a cock vore and he removed the load I had in my balls, preventing me feeding. When he swallowed it, my tool woke up hungry. He went head first into my beast. It just lurched out and attached to his face. Then it stretched until it had his whole head engulfed. I undressed him as he struggled and then I tugged on my balls and full swallowing commenced. I still get a huge thrill when the guy slides down my rod and ends up in my balls. They get so huge until they squeeze him into a nice load of cum. Hell the guys gathered and watched that. Most of them are oral vores, so this was a real treat. Ive been tapping off the cum as it makes otherwise I'll be painting walls all night long. Here, you want a taste? It's always best the first couple hours. Then he raised two precum covered fingers up to his lips and sampled his wares.
Yum. I must say, your friend made some damned tasty cum. As I made a dash to the door, I saw another twink being swallowed by an older guy with a beard. It was really bizarre to watch him stretch out the guy's neck as he disappeared.
I made it outside and drove home. If anyone tells you about a low key bar named BVs, trust me. Stay away.
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