My roommate and I started doing live game streams about five months ago, not expecting anything to happen. Recently, we started receiving a larger audience, and I guess my roommate decided he wanted the fame for himself. I don't know why that meant he had to fucking eat me, but now I'm crammed in his slimy stomach, wedged between his firm body and the desk we once shared.
I've been trying to fight him, but with the mucus from his stomach lining and all the digestive juices seeping in, my punches and kicks just slip to the side. Effectively, I'm giving him a massage from within. I guess I should've struggled harder when he was sliding me down his wet throat...
After a belch, he starts talking to our audience, "Damn, y'all are eating this shit up... no pun intended," he chuckles at his shitty joke, and my entire surrounding squeezes tighter.
Suddenly, I feel the desk press harder against me. But is that the desk? The shape of it feels different - more vertical. Shit, it's his dick. Somehow, the image of him getting off to me being digested also gets my member to rise.
I feel his hands rub all over his bloated belly, and as he kneads into the outline of my curled-up body, his hands find their way underneath me, down to his cock. As he starts to jerk off, I join him.
May as well get one in before I'm nothing more than nutrients and shit.
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