Hank and the Grek Gods
By: D Paulsen
The signal blew and Hank grinned as he left his station on he line and walked toward the time
clock. Taking off his dew rag he wiped the sweat from his brow. It had been a hot day and the
factory was sweltering. How Hank loved days like this. His shirt was soaked and clung to him. As
he walked by the cooler he stopped to get a glass of water. Another large man came over to him
and slapped his hand on his back.
"Hey Bro, was a hot one today."
Hank grinned as he turned around and saw his friend Sal. Sal was dripping with sweat also, his
skin glistening like a Turkish oil wrestler.
"Yeah it was. Have any plans tonight" Hank asked as the two started to make their way back
toward the time clock.
Sal grinned at Hank "Yep, meeting up with a couple guys. They are coming over for dinner and
some fun afterwards. How about yourself?"
Hank smiled back at Sal, "not much here, going to the gym and probably catch a bite to eat. Take
it easy I think. Have fun"
Hank looked Sal over and admired him. Sal was a big man also. He stood about 6'4" and must
have weighed about as much as Hank did. Hank grinned and patted his ample beer gut. 400
pounds is a lot of weight to carry, at least Sal has the height to carry it better. Hank's mind
wandered as he punched out, thought of him and Sal together. Damn that would be dangerous
Hank thought to himself.
"Well Hank, have a good night, don't get that beard of yours stuck in any of the machines." Sal
said as he headed to his beat up truck.
"You too Sal. Enjoy your meal." Hank called back as he went over to his Harley.
Mounting the bike, he started the engine and let it roar as it carried him out of the parking lot and
into traffic. Hank could feel his belly start to rumble as he road into the city toward his apartment
building. His mind wandered as he weaved through traffic. Nah, got to work out first. Then I'll grab
a bit to eat. Coming to a stoplight, Hank pulled up next to another biker. Looking over at the
guy, his belly rumbled again. As he turned to look back at the other biker, the light changed and
the biker road off taking a left turn. Hank went himself, trying to clear his head. Damn I'm hungry
though he thought to himself. Finally he pulled up to his apartment building. He grinned as he
pulled his Harley into the garage and locked it up. Not much to look at, yet not everyday you find
a building that has a biker shop on the ground, apartments above and a gym at the top. Also it
was nice it was only 5 stories. Enough to have an elevator but not so tall to be hazardous.
Hank went in and headed over to the elevator. A tall Greek man was waiting at the elevator also.
Hank smiled to himself. He had seen the guy before. He works out everyday in the gym, though
usually he is with his brother and they come a bit later. Hank could feel his mouth watering as he
looked the man over. He was a prime example of mascultinity. 6'2", 265lbs, full brown hair and
blue eyes, and that nice little goatee. He was a prime specimen of his people. The elevator bell
rang as the doors creaked open. Hank joined the guy on the elevator. Just as the doors started
closing, a voice rang out.
"Hold the elevator please," rang out through a shrill nasal voice.
Hank inwardly groaned as Mrs. Beloalwitz came running over to the elevator, hair curler barely
held in. The Greek man hit the door open button and Mrs. Beloalwitz joined them in the elevator.
Once on the elevator Mrs. Beloalwitz started talking mindlessly to the two men. Hank's belly
whined a bit as the door closed and started going up. Reaching over to make sure his floor as
pushed, he purposely inhaled the air near the Greek. His cock rose as the pure masculine odor
filled his nose. The bell rang and they were at the 3rd floor. Hank exited the elevator and watched
as the door closed with the handsome Greek god and Mrs. Beloalwitz who continued talking.
Hank walked over to his apartment and opened the door. The odor filled his nose as he walked
in. Most people would find his place completely offensive but it was home. Walking over to the
chair he grabbed the dirty underwear that was sitting there and threw it onto the bed. Hank
pealed the shirt off his hairy, muscular body. Looking at the shirt, he sniffed it, and then threw it
onto the bed also. Soon Hank had stripped completely out of his clothes which were now
strewn about the room. Walking over to the kitchen he pulled out a bottle of ice water from the
refrigerator and chugged it down completely draining the bottle. Refilling the bottle, his belly
gurgled a bit. We'll eat soon he told his belly as he put the bottle back into the fridge. He then
started rooting through the piles of clothing. Before long he had found a jockstrap, a dirty black
shirt and a pair of sweatpants. From there he put on his gym socks and shoes and leaving his
apartment, he walked back toward the elevator. He grinned as he walked down the small hall and
could easily smell himself. The elevator door opened to an empty elevator. Hank couldn't help
but let out a small - disappointed sigh as he got in and pushed the button for the gym.
The elevator slowly climbed and finally the small bell rang as the doors crawled open again. Just
as he got ready to get out, the Greek man got back on. Hank's belly rumbled and grinning he
stayed in the elevator and pressed the button for ground floor. The Greek stood quietly on the
other side of the small elevator as the doors slowly closed and the machine slowly started
lowering them. Hank couldn't take it any longer. Quickly pinning the Greek against the wall, Hank
grabbed him and shoved his handsome face and head completely into his mouth. Swallowing
hard, he grabbed the Greek's arms and pinned them to his side. He could feel his prey trying to
struggle, trying to figure out what was happening. Hank loved this, the initial shock was usually all
he needed. His lips stretched taking the wide shoulders of the powerful Greek into his mouth. 4th
floor. With another gulp the Greek's thick chest was now in his mouth. Hank ran his tongue along
the thick and hairy pecs, tasting the wonderful saltiness of man sweat. Another couple gulps and
his chiseled abs were in this mouth. The head had entered into his waiting stomach. 3rd floor.
With another heavy gulp he took the Greek's gym shorted waist and crotch into his mouth.
Reaching out and grabbing the legs, Hank hungrily pushed harder, trying to fill his belly as fast as
he could. 2nd floor. Hank could feel the Greek's chest entering his stomach as he took the built
thighs into his mouth. With a satisfying slurp, he sucked in the rest of the Greek. The sport shoes
entered his mouth. Hank gulped and swallowed hard, forcing the dry shoes to go down his throat
also. Hank thought to himself how much he hated the taste of sport shoes. Why don't I take the
nasty things off. Patting his belly he felt his throat push the rest of the big Greek god into his big
ball of a belly. 1st floor. Hank smiled and inhaling a deep breath of air he swallowed and patted
his full belly. Much better Hank thought to himself. The elevator came to a stop and the bell
rang as the door opened. Hank sighed and thought to himself, so much for working out tonight.
Hitting the button to go back to the third floor he decided to go back up to his apartment and enjoy
the struggles of his dinner. As the doors were about to close he heard a voice call out.
"Could you hold the elevator." rang from a deep masculine voice.
Hank reached out and pushed the open door button as another Greek got on the elevator
carrying a gym bag. Hank recognized this guy also, it was the bigger and older brother of the man
who was currently struggling in his belly. Hank quickly sized the guy up. Not as tall, only 6'0" but
much heavier built, at least 320lbs Hank thought as he watched the guy reach over to press the
button for the 5th floor. He is just as hot as his brother too, though he looks better with that full
beard framing his face. The elevator doors slowly closed as his belly whined again. Looking at it
and thinking to it, come now, you have a full body builder in there, I don't think we can take
another one, especially a larger one. They belly just grumbled again. Hank could feel his mouth
watering as he looked at the guy. The muscle shirt covered his thick muscles but Hank could tell
he was a hairy one and the jeans were tight in all the right places. Hank peaked down at the
feet and seeing the black leather boots, he decided he had to have him. Push his belly against
this new Greek god he quick grabbed the guy's arms and shoving the hands into his mouth, he
swallowed. Reaching out he held the Greek's chest as his mouth slide up his huge arms. The
Greek's face was frozen with shock as Hank, slide up his arms and forced the Greek's head into
his mouth. 1st Floor. Hank grabbed the Greek's waist and moved forward taking the man's chest
into his mouth. Hank could taste the hot sweat that was in the man's pits. The salty flavor driving
him mad. Gulping again the Greek slide up to his abs. 2nd floor. Hank swallowed hard and
grabbing at the Greek, wrestled and pushed the man in. The clothing making it hard as it soaked
up his saliva. Soon the Greek's blue jean crotch and ass were in this mouth with just the legs
sticking out. 3rd floor. The elevator doors opened and Hank's eyes shot open. With the Greek's
legs hanging out of his mouth he quickly checked to see if the hall was empty then as fast
as he could he went to his apartment. Fumbling with the keys, his saliva soaking through the
jeans the Greek started to try and fight back. Hank finally heard the click and pushing through the
door he quickly entered and closed the door again, locking it behind him. The smell from his
apartment went right up his nose, turning him on even more as he focused once more to the
Greek who was in his mouth. Hank gulped again, pulling the waist into his throat as the thighs slid
into his mouth. Hank swallowed again but the Greek didn't move. He tried again and again but
the Greek was stuck. Damn he thought to himself, I can't get them both in. Hank growled at
himself as he held the Greek in his mouth, the legs kicking air. Grabbing the legs, Hank held them
still, tasting the man who was mostly in him. His stomach growled again, wanting the rest. Hank's
eyes shot open and he inhaled and swallowed. He then shoved as hard as he could. Slowly he
felt the Greek moving forward. Suddenly he felt things shift in his belly and the man slid in
between the stomach wall and his brother. He smiled as the rest of the Greek god quickly
followed. Soon just the booted feet were outside of his mouth. Reaching out with his tongue
he pulled them in and with a Herculean gulp he felt his throat push the other Greek god into his
belly.
Moaning Hank sat down on his bed. He could feel both men struggling in his belly. The pressure
was killing him. Hank concentrated on his belly, holding it as the men inside him stretched him
beyond belief. What was I thinking Hank thought to himself as he desperately tried to keep both
men inside him. Hank belched and inhaled again, giving the men air. Why am I doing that Hank
thought as they continued to fight to get out. Hank smiled finally as he could feel his belly
stretching and started getting used to the size. Aw, now that is much better he thought to himself.
Hank loved the feeling in his belly. The men could always fight, but he has never let one go.
Letting out a loud belch, he tasted the nasty sweat flavor and grinned. Taking a deep breath he
swallowed. I never thought you would ever be able to take two belly. How many men have we
enjoyed? Hank thought to himself as he absently patted his belly. More than we could count I
suppose. Hopefully this will keep you satisfied. At least until tomorrow. Hank smiled, laying back
keeping his prey alive until his stomach acid took care of them.