After traveling to the next state to attend his sister's funeral and see to some of her affairs (and a bit of revenge), Garth drove home to his normal life as an upstanding (and occasionally predatory) firefighter. The 6'7", 300lb hairy brown bear of a man spent 2/3rds of his time at the firehouse with his crew, and the rest relaxing at home and keeping active. One new thing in his life was Adam. His former brother-in-law had given Garth his phone number after the funeral. At first, they only conversed for the purpose of handling arrangements, but soon enough they were having a facetime call every week. Adam needed a friend after his loss, someone who'd loved Sara as much as he had, and Garth wanted to hear what his sister had been like after their slow estrangement, as well as stories and pictures of his cute, delicious-looking nephew Ryan.
The tone of their calls had a subtle shift the first time Garth had been on camera shirtless. He was incredibly hairy all over his powerful chest, arms, shoulders, and back, and he noticed that Adam's eyes kept getting drawn to his furry gut. Conversations started to move more towards Adam's new dating life as a bisexual single dad, and Garth's adventures as an admittedly whorish gay bachelor. Soon they were both shirtless during their calls, with Garth admiring the smaller man's body too; Adam was a respectable 6', 180lb with only a dusting of black chest hair and a fuzzy treasure trail, and as the widower got back into working out some definition started to show. Despite their mutual attraction, their facetimes managed to maintain respectful boundaries up until the first time Garth answered the call with a rookie digesting in his belly.
The unlucky kid had shown up for his first day at the station and found Garth doing an equipment check on one of the trucks. Bare-chested and wearing only his yellow suspender pants, the bearish predator had turned to look the new recruit up and down. The slim black man had looked to be about 22 years old, with a runner's build. It'd been effortless to offer the guy a look inside the firetruck he'd be assigned to, which had quickly led to the man getting unwilling assigned to Garth's gut. It wasn't the first time the hirsute man had enjoyed a struggling meal at his place of work, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. The predator wouldn't even need to cover anything up; he could just say the recruit had never shown up. He'd gulped the rookie headfirst, enjoying the vibrations of the screams and squirms on the way down his throat and chest towards his killer stomach. Just as the last tasty bit of black man passed down his throat, his phone made the chime for a facetime call.
Leaning back against the firetruck's bench seat with the pile of clothing next to him, Garth saw it was Adam calling. Initially he was going to decline it, before his horned-up brain decided on a bolder plan of action: he accepted the call. He was freeballing in his suspenders, and was already leaking precum from the combo of feeble struggles in his gut and taking a video call while actively snuffing out a promising young man. As the videos popped onto the screen, he kept his own frame centered on his furry bare chest and bearded face. Adam had set his phone on its stand in landscape mode so Garth could see the father's whole body (wearing only a pair of black boxers) laying on his bed and looking into the camera. As they traded the usual pleasantries and tales of their respective weeks, Garth was stroking himself over his pants, turned on by sexy body of Adam and the just-audible screams of the doomed rookie.
It was an explosive belch (stealing the young man's remaining air away) that caused the phone to slip out of the fireman's grip and drop to the floor of the firetruck with the camera facing up. Garth immediately reached to pick up the phone, but the camera was pointing right at his bloated gut as the suffocating man pressed harder than any previous struggle, and the outline of a screaming face and hands showed up against the taut skin of his hairy stomach. "Wha... what IS THAT!?" barked Adam in surprise at the view. By now getting the camera pointed back at his face, the older man played innocent, replying "What was what?" but unable to keep a smirk off his face. For an undetermined amount of time Adam didn't say anything, just processing what he thought he'd seen while he felt his heartrate speed up.
"Would you... would you point your camera down a bit?"
Garth considered what to do for a moment before turning his phone into landscape mode and slowly lowered it. Adam got a view that he'd normally save in his mental spank bank of his (ex-)brother-in-law panning down his muscular pecs. Then it continued down to an obviously squirming stomach, a massive erection tenting the suspenders, and a bundle of discarded clothes partially in view but obviously too small for the giant man. There was no denying what Adam was witnessing: the outlines of hands and feet pressed out against the fireman's gut in a panic, but slowing down; the churning noises emitting out just barely failed to cover the sound of a man screaming for help. Garth kept the camera still, letting the young father witness as the struggles slowed almost to a stop before swallowing down fresh air. With the camera pointed at the gut's renewed squirming, Adam couldn't see the malicious grin spread across the predator's face. Garth had been watching as the younger man's bulge had grown into a roaring hardon in his boxers.
With Garth's next belch, the struggles inside reached a new peak, and a damp spot spread where the head of Adam's cock stretched his boxers. This time the serial killer didn't renew the air supply, instead hauling his hefty hog out of his suspenders and stroking it against the curve of his prey-filled belly. He timed his orgasm to just as he could feel the rookie get snuffed out, shooting rope after rope of pearly white jizz all over the underside of his stomach. That set off Adam, who filled his boxers with his own load as he moaned, the cum visibly seeping through.
From then on, their calls were much more explicit. Garth called the young dad every time he had prey in his gut (and once in his balls), narrating what was happening in his belly while they both stroked their rock-hard cocks. Sometimes he made it last longer, swallowing down air and belching it out over and over until it got to the point the guy was melting away while still conscious. Other times he actively snuffed the unfortunate soul out with hard clenches of his abdominals. Even their facetimes without someone dying were full of Adam wanting to hear all of Garth's stories of devouring weaker men and ending their lives and futures. When he heard that Garth had raped and snuffed out the man who'd killed his wife (Garth's sister) while driving drunk, the widower felt a savage satisfaction at how painful it had been for the college kid.
It was during one of these story-telling sessions when Adam confided that he'd been fantasizing about being present during one of the consumptions. "Oh yeah? You want to feel the squirming in my gut as some poor schmuck is melted into fat and muscle? You want my fat cock plowing your tight little butt, resting my prey-belly on your back as I do just so you can feel my killer stomach churning him down?" This lusty comment had actually made Adam cum hands-free, and Garth knew he was only a step or two away from fulfilling a desire he'd had since his sister's funeral: devouring and churning up his nephew Ryan.
A month before the boy's 18th birthday, Garth broached the idea of a camping to celebrate and introduce himself to his nephew. He left out any mentions of his darker plans, and Adam readily agreed. Adam was horny the entire month leading up to the trip, though every time they were supposed to have their weekly call, Garth had postponed due to some emergency or other. This was part of the fireman's plan to keep the daddy pent-up to the point of insanity before making his move. When the birthday arrived, he'd been greeted at the door by Adam (with a tent already visible in the young father's khaki shorts) before sweeping his delicious nephew up into a big bear hug; he'd waited for Adam to be looking elsewhere before taking a big inhale of the lad's scent. Garth could hardly keep his eyes (and hands) off the birthday boy as they rode in his Jeep. He was already imagining the sounds his nephew would make once (un)safely tucked away in his gut.
After making it to the campsite (one he knew would be nearly deserted of other campers), the experienced older camper shooed father and son off to the lake while setting up the tent and supplies on his own. His jaw nearly dropped when they returned an hour later, both in their birthday suits. Garth had to resist the urge to taste his nephew there and then; the young man was exactly the kind of boy he enjoyed snuffing out, with ears too big for his face, a pert butt, short black hair, and just a bit a belly. He quickly recovered and stripped himself naked, and kept his hands occupied with various grab-ass flirtations with Adam when Ryan wasn't looking (and sometimes when he was). Once it got dark out, they all sat by the campfire Garth had started. The older men put Ryan in charge of cooking and assembling the s'mores while talking in hushed tones. Adam had quickly gotten a half-chub at what Garth whispered in his ear.
"Remember that fantasy you had? We're going to make that happen while I'm in town. Every. Single. Part." He'd emphasized his words with his large hand squeezing the younger man's ass. Out of the corner of his eye, Garth noticed Ryan staring at them with a chub of his own. The bearish man laughed while pointing it out to Adam and whispering "Looks like the apple doesn't fall far from the tree..."
Soon enough it was time to turn in for the night and put his plan into action. While Ryan slept on top of his sleeping bag, Garth zipped his bag into Adam's and pulled the man to him. A large box fan covered much of the noise of them feeling each other up and furtively kissing, but it wasn't until they were certain Ryan was asleep that Garth pulled the young dad's head down to service his King-Size cock and balls. Before long the fireman was pumping a load down the DILF's tight throat while feeling his own legs painted in cum at the same time.
Adam fell asleep shortly after that, while Garth bided his time. When the predator felt he'd waited long enough, he slowly undid the zipper of his sleeping bag, pulling it back off himself and leaving some of Adam's bubble-butt exposed. Just like the older men, Ryan had never put any clothes back on after the lake, and now lay face-down with his cute ass sticking up and tempting the older man. For a moment Garth considered starting there and tonguing the sexy thing, but decided against it; if the kid's dad woke up at that point, the whole fantasy might be ruined. Instead, he stretched open his jaws and carefully fed Ryan's feet into his mouth.
Garth refrained from running his tongue along the birthday boy's feet, as the ticklish feeling might wake him too soon. Instead, he took a hardy gulp and felt the delicious tootsies tickle his throat as they started their descent into him. Next it was the young man's calves filling his mouth before making their way down too. It was when he was almost to the tasty butt that Ryan started to stir, and the uncle contained a laugh when he realized the boy was trying to shuffle deeper. Once he'd stretched his mouth around Ryan's hips, he couldn't help but run his tongue all over his nephew's soft cock, side-to-side over the balls, up and down the crack, and around and inside the tight little hole. It was so delicious he couldn't help but let out a rumbling sound of appreciation that startled Ryan awake. Gulping hard, he snapped his hand over the boy's mouth to muffle any cries as he sped up sending his nephew down his throat. Each subsequent swallow squeezed more of the young man in, and the flavor was simply divine. Almost too soon, he had reached the point of shoving Ryan's head into his mouth. He muffled any noise by tasting all over the crying face, before giving one final orgasmic *GULP* to send his nephew down to his final destination.
Garth stayed laying on his front even as the peristalsis massaged the last of the man into his hairy belly. He felt the doomed lad's initial struggles re-awaken his erection. He turned over onto his side and rubbed the outline of his nephew through the stomach walls. When Ryan's hand made an imprint, the predator amused himself by meeting it with his own hand and pressing back. He could hear the confused and frightened young man calling out through the thick walls of fat and muscle and chuckled at the perversity of the boy asking his father and uncle for help. The experienced pred had taken a digestive aid after dinner, so he knew his stomach acids were already in high gear. He took a sadistic pleasure imagining how painful it must be for Ryan and how pieces of his nephew were already being eaten away. Every squirm from inside made his balls twitch, and he knew he needed to get his fat cock inside "daddy" before he came just from the agonized struggles.
The burly man hoisted himself upright and onto his knees before shuffling over to Adam. While his son had been getting eaten by a monster, the dad had thrown off the rest of the sleeping bag and was now on his stomach, dreams of Garth fulfilling his fantasies already getting him hard again. Adam woke up with a moan as lube-slicked fingers made their way into his hole. He heard a shushing noise as the fingers began scissoring inside him and getting him prepped for what he knew was an extremely girthy cock. The younger man pushed back onto the fingers while covering his mouth to keep from waking his son. Soon enough he felt the fingers pulled out and what must be a baseball bat pressing up against his still-tight hole. The entry was all Adam could focus on, causing him to miss the noises coming from his trapped, suffering offspring. It was only once the thick member had made its way deep inside the DILF that Garth let his prey-filled stomach rest on Adam's lightly-sweating back.
Even as the older man paused to let the younger one adjust to his size (and the feel of his gut pressing down), Garth was excitedly awaiting the coming realization. Adam was dealing with the feeling of being so fucking full of cock, and it took him a minute before he realized the belly on his back was... squirming? His lust-addled brain slowly put together the meaning of the weight and movements and horror dawned upon. "Wait... WAIT! Garth, is that... did you... but... Ryan!?" Garth simply made an "Mmmhmm" sound as he started a slow in-and-out sawing motion, enjoying the velvety tightness. Adam had never felt so conflicted. He loved his boy more than almost anything ...but his cock was rock-hard with the realization that his own son was being digested less than a foot away by this incredibly sexy man. But... that was wrong... SO wrong... wasn't it?
Garth could tell when the soon-to-be ex-father gave in to the eroticism of the situation with a lusty groan, and enjoyed the feel of the man starting to slam his hips back against Garth's waist (rubbing up and down the underside of the stretched, hairy belly in the process). He started fucking the younger man harder, gulping down fresh air and burping it up to keep the screaming teenager inside him fighting. He reveled in the sensation of his hairy low-hanging nuts slapping against Adam's own; he enjoyed it nearly as much as he enjoyed the fact that he was pounding away at hot brother-in-law while actively digesting the man's kid, Garth's own nephew, on the boy's birthday!
The digestive aid was definitely serving its purpose. Garth could tell when Ryan's fighting became more frenzied as the pain became unbearable, and began belching out any remaining air while fucking Adam even harder. He imagined the lad being completely submerged in stomach acids and melting down, and let him stew like that for longer than normal before swallowing down a final batch of air. The sadistic pred could tell his nephew was in the final throes of agony and worked himself up to an explosive orgasm. Adam, with his mind full of visions of his precious son dissolving in stomach juices for the pleasure of the sexy bear of man fucking him, came hands free as he heard Garth bellow "FUCK YES! FUCK YES, I'M BREEDING YOU WHILE DIGESTING YOUR BOY!" Accompanying the shout was a crackle of breaking bones as the huge man squeezed down to finish snuffing the unfortunate young man.
The older men took a minute to catch their breath after their killer loads. With a mental "fuck it", the burly fireman collapsed his full weight on top of the panting ex-father. The *Oof!* forced out of the younger man was drowned out by the fresh batch of snapping sounds as more of the dead teen's acid-weakened skeleton broke down from the pressure. Excess cum started leaking out of Adam's hole and running down his balls as Garth's cock slowly softened before slipping out. With the older man's head now lying next to his own, Adam heard the predator murmur "Was it everything you imagined?" Even as he answered that it was all that and more, the newly kid-free widower couldn't help but stare at the gawping mouth of a yawning Garth, imagining what a trip down it would be like...
