(Vore Story, warning for unwilling pred and disposal mentions )
The rank scent of boozy sweat clung to the air of the tightly packed house, the walls reverberating with the thrumming of the speakers blasting cheap pop music. Logan lurked in the corner nursing his beer. He was on his fifth bottle and feeling particularly antisocial. He’d only come as a favor to his roommate, even though he hated the frat scene.
“You look a little out of place,” an amused voice spoke suddenly right beside him. Logan startled, eyebrows shooting up as he turned to look down at a skinny fair-haired freshman in an oversized baggy shirt grinning up at him.
Logan snorted, tickled at the boy’s boldness. “You’re one to talk.” He scratched the scruff along his chin, looking the other male up and down thoughtfully. “You pledging?”
The boy shook his head, still smiling as he leaned casually against the wall. “Nah. I came with that guy,” he said, nodding at a very over-enthusiastic red-faced kid in the middle of performing a keg stand on the opposite side of the room.
“Nope. Never met him before today. He bumped into me in the hall in the dorms and said, ‘You gotta come tonight, bro! It’ll be fuckin’ ill!’ I think he was already drunk.”
Logan grinned and shook his head as he drained the remainder of his beer. He paused as he took notice of the unwavering eye contact the freshman was seeking from him, sensing a shift in the atmosphere between them. “I’m Logan. What’s your name?”
“Aaron,” the boy said, his smile taking on a note of satisfaction.
*Fuck it,* Logan thought as he felt his dick chub up in interest.
Logan grunted as he felt his back bump against the bathroom door, twisting his arm around to turn the lock on the knob behind him. “No kissing,” he said as Aaron started pushing up his shirt.
“That’s fine,” the freshman replied distantly, running his fingers up Logan’s abs to grope lazily at his pecs.
Logan grunted as the younger male lightly pinched one of his nipples, letting out a shaky laugh as Aaron’s tongue dipped into his bellybutton, the boy’s face nuzzling eagerly against his thick happy trail. “You’re pretty aggressive, you know that?”
Aaron responded with a noncommittal hum, ducking lower to unbutton Logan’s jeans, fishing his cock out of his briefs and taking it into his mouth. Logan groaned, letting his hips cant forward as he pursued more of that enveloping wet heat. Aaron took hold of the base of Logan’s shaft and squeezed lightly as he slurped around the head, sucking deeper and more insistently with each bob downward.
It couldn’t have been more than three minutes that passed before Logan clapped a hand over his mouth to muffle a groan as he came down Aaron’s throat, leaning back against the door as his knees wobbled. “F-fuck...” He blinked dazedly as Aaron stood up right in front of him, the boy’s clothes suddenly discarded in the brief interim after sucking down Logan’s load. “Woah, wait I said no k-mmph?!”
Logan’s protests were cut off as he found his mouth unexpectedly occupied; not with a kiss but with the entirety of Aaron’s head forcefully crammed in between his lips and pushing towards the back of his throat.
The older male let out a startled sound, swallowing reflexively and waving his hands uselessly in air as Aaron pushed his way down Logan’s gullet. After the initial shock had settled, Logan hurriedly gripped the boy’s forearms, yanking to dislodge him. But the jerking movement served only to provoke his body’s natural peristalsis, the undulating movement of his throat naturally pulling more of Aaron’s naked body downward. After several desperate attempts, it clicked somewhere in Logan’s brain beneath the surface level disbelief and panic that this was only going to end one way.
So he stopped resisting. Letting his body take its natural course, gulping rhythmically, breathing through his nose when he could, groaning as he felt Aaron’s upper body spilling into his stomach. He watched as the boy’s legs lifted off the ground, toes curling in pleasure. He let out a muffled noise of indignation as Aaron’s erect cock bumped against his chin before sliding into his open jaws, spasming as the freshman came inside his mouth.
Logan tilted his head back, sliding down the length of the bathroom door as the last of Aaron disappeared down his throat, the boy’s twitching feet pushed back past his uvula by Logan’s tongue.
“H-ah...ah....fuck....fuck!” Logan panted heavily, eyes wide in disbelief as he stared his massive, gently squirming belly. “Why the fuck did you do that, dude?!”
He received no answer, at least not one he could discern. If the boy could hear him through the layers of flesh, muscle, and tissue, Logan certainly couldn’t hear him speaking in return. And the swaying, sloshing motions in his belly seemed more like someone trying to get comfortable in bed than someone struggling desperately for their life.
“You’re totally nuts, you know th-*BWAAAAARRRRRRRRRP!!! BUUUUURRRRRAAAAP!*” Logan let out a thunderous belch, groaning in relief as some of the immense pressure in his midsection settled and eased. Slumping against the door, he felt his eyes growing heavy as exhaustion and inebriation overtook him.
“Absolutely nuts,” Logan snorted, shaking his head in disbelief. He turned from side to side, examining his reflection in the mirror. He’d woken himself up a while ago with a comically loud fart, then spent the last hour shitting out an insane amount of thick, stinking logs into the toilet, taking care to repeatedly flush to avoid clogging the bowl.
Now he was left with little more than a bad post-binge drinking bloat, maybe a little extra muscle around the chest. The whole thing felt like a crazy dream, and he’d have believed it was if it hadn’t been for the small fragments of bone mixed in with his morning shit.
“I don’t know what the hell you were thinking, but I hope you got what you wanted out of the college experience, bro,” he said sarcastically, shaking his head in amusement.
