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I canât believe how easy that was Rob! You tasted like a sausage and you went down so smooth! Shut up about getting out, why would I waste a perfectly good meal??
Alan was always on the prowl for young men, not only for a good lay, but for a good meal. If it wasn't clear from his large, bearish figure, he had a big appetite. It just so happens his appetite was for... more "lively" meals.
His latest mark: the neighbors' college age son, Jon.
The bearish man had seen him outside in the Summer heat, shirtless and doing yardwork. Alan started small and slow, bringing Jon a glass of cold lemonade or a towel to dry himself off with. As the Summer went on, it progressed to inviting him over for lunch and asking for help with his own yardwork.
After weeks of preparation, the perfect opportunity presented itself: Jon's parents were leaving for a week-long trip, and he was staying to look after the house.
Over the weeks leading up to it, Alan had caught onto a couple of things, which ensured his latest prey would be an easy catch. The first, was that the young man couldn't seem to keep his eyes off of Alan. The second was that he was far too trusting.
Alan decided to make his move the third day after Jon's parents had left.
"Dinner? Yeah, I could do that!" Jon said as he finished throwing some weeds in the bin. "It'd be nice to be around someone with my parents gone for the week."
"It's a date then!" Alan replied with a grin.
"Hm? Y-Yeah!" The younger man's tone turned sheepish and his cheeks burned-- Both from embarrassment, and the Summer heat.
A couple of very tasty steaks later, and Alan had his prey on the ropes. The two had a few drinks and eventually the bearish man ended up on the edge of his bed, the neighbors' son in his lap, kissing him deeply.
Things escalated and Alan was pleased to give his meal a "cream filling" before he helped himself to the main course.
Jon tried to protest, but even though he had a decently athletic build, it was for nothing. Alan's gullet dragged the doomed boy down, down, down, into the caustic tank of Alan's belly. He knelt on his bed, gut squirming and bulging outward.
"Fuck, Jon..." He grunted and moaned, "Keep squirmin' for me, boy! I wanna see if ya can make me cum again before yer nothin' but dead meat!~"
I never directly told him I had fantasies about being swallowed whole, but my favourite friend with benefits accidentally satisfied those cravings when he noticed how I reacted to him licking my face. It became a big part of our foreplay, having my face thoroughly explored by his tongue while I was pinned helplessly beneath his fat, heavy body. It grew more passionate each time, his lips wrapped around more and more of my face almost like he was learning to stretch them wider on purpose.
The day he managed to get his jaws around my whole head was a pleasant shock to us both. When he eventually pulled away and we locked eyes, I could tell from the grin on his face that heâd known my secret all along. Heâd been taking the time to practice this, and from that point onwards my whole head was trapped and tasted within his drooling maw during each of our encounters. My shoulders were the last barrier to overcome, and when he was finally able to slip those past his lips, thereâs was nothing stopping him from devouring me.
It took less than a minute to swallow me entirely, like my friend desperately wanted to claim the meal heâd been chasing for so long. But it felt much longer to me when I was focusing on the sensations of each part of my body being dragged inside of his own. His wet tongue sliding beneath my pits as he took in the flavour from my hairy chest. His saliva trickling down my hips before he sucked them deeper. His throat muscles massaging my throbbing cock as he gulped down my legs. And last but not least, the ticklish feeling of his hands pushing against the soles of my feet to finish me off.
My friend belched and patted his stuffed belly as I settled inside, smothered by the hot, slimy walls of his stomach that were padded with a thick layer of fat. âThanks for helping me learn how to do this. Youâre just the first of many guys who are going to feed this big gut of mine.â I was covered in so much sweat and saliva that it already felt like my body was starting to melt, but I loved every second of it, sure of my role as a satisfying meal and soon-to-be pudge on another manâs waistline.
âDude, how many of those college kids did you eat?â
âURRRP, I think three, but i could be wrongâ
âDude..â
âWhattt? They threw themselves at me and now they all get to come home with me, right guys?â He smiles and grabs his gut, shaking it around and renewing the struggling going on within. He laughs and burps loudly.
âYou gonna let them out?â
âHmmm, maybe if they wanna be my living fuck toys i could consider sparing them, but they might just end up gurgling until i unload them into my shitter tomorrow morning. I love the feeling of pressing out fat turds that used to be people.â
(Vore Story, warning for unwilling pred and disposal mentions )
The rank scent of boozy sweat clung to the air of the tightly packed house,
(Vore Story, warning for reluctant pred and disposal mentions)
âSo he really did it, huh?â
Logan looked up from his phone at the dark haired boy who was suddenly standing in front of him, head cocked and eyes curious. âHuh,â he said instinctively, although a weird prickling feeling at the nape of his neck made him shift uncomfortably, leaning slightly away from your unfamiliar freshman; his body knew what this was about even if his brain hadnât caught up yet. âIâm sorry, do I know you?â
The boy shook his head, his gaze shamelessly trailing over Loganâs muscular arms and the curve of his pecs showing through his tank top. âI doubt it. Uh, Iâm Lucas. Iâm Aaronâs roommate. *Was* Aaronâs roommate.â He chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head and glancing meaningfully at Loganâs stomach.
Logan flushed, clearing his throat as he averted his eyes. âI donât know what youâre talking about...â
Lucas sat down beside him. âRelax, weâre just chatting. You see, all Aaron was talking about since move in day was how he was gonna âfind the hottest guy on campus and cram myself down his throat.â I was with him when he saw you for the first time in the caf. Literal heart eyes, dude.â Lucas laughed, reaching out to prod Loganâs abs with one finger. âWhen he went to that kegger and never came back, I figured he probably ended up in here.â
âWell, most of him ended up in the shitter,â Logan said dryly, glancing around to make sure no one was listening in. âMaybe some of him ended up in my chest...â
âIs that so?â Lucas said, his eyes agleam, drawn back down to Loganâs body. Logan fidgeted uncomfortably under his gaze.
âSo, what is it you want, exactly?â he asked the boy, although he felt pretty sure he knew the answer.
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*BWAAAAAUUUUUURRRRPP!!* Logan stifled a belch, pressing the hem of his shirt to his mouth. He groaned, his belly bulging out with the last instinctive kick of his live meal before Lucas went still, crunched up beneath the constricting squeeze of Loganâs abs. His gut groaned, liquid churning noises bubbling up around his prey as his body prepared to digest the kid.
âYou freshmen this year are a different breed, man,â Logan muttered, giving his belly a rueful massage. He had tried to talk the boy out of it, saying no fantasy was really worth dying in another dudeâs gut, or if he really was set on it to go find someone else.
âYouâll do it if you donât want the dean to find out what happened to Aaron,â Lucas had said, blinking innocently up at him. That had done it. Logan had no choice.
âWhy me?â Logan grumbled, shaking his head as he washed up and headed to his next class.
Yet for all his complaints, a treacherous part of his mind was nudging him, telling him that he actually enjoyed it. That heâd liked it both times. That it felt right having a boy in his belly, that it felt good digesting them and shitting them out and gaining a little muscle as a memento. That maybe it wouldnât be so bad to do it again, just one more time, just once more...
He quickly pushed those thoughts aside as his belly gurgled around the meat that used to be Lucas, but the seed of the idea tossed and turned in the back of his mind nonetheless...
âWait, why are you not in my ass yet? Itâs waiting for you, waiting to feel you thrash inside of it, tight against the muscled walls of my muscular, godly ass. Yeah, take of my undies, unnf, your tongue feels so good in there⊠thats right, force your face in, your head feels so good in there. Good boy, ill try not to clench on your neck too hard, oh now come your shoulders. Oh, damn youâre stretching me out but you feel so good! Itâs an easy ride from he on out though, look youâre already half way in. You feel amazing inside me, itâs almost sad youâre gonna be a nasty pile of my shit on the way out. Uh, donât struggle so hard! You didnât realize this was one way? Well itâs too late now, so try to enjoy your time inside me before you become part of my ass. And do me a favor, donât clog my toilet on your way outâ
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