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.

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