Car Trip
By: Kooshmeister

Bill and Ian loved one another very much, but often found themselves prevented from doing anything about that love due to the fact that Ian lived in California and Bill lived in North Carolina. After multiple false hopes and failed attempts, Ian was finally able to fly out to North Carolina to see his Internet boyfriend. After a short stay at Bill's house, Ian decided to return to California and bring Bill with him for a few fun-filled weeks. However Ian had lacked the money for a two-way plane ticket, and he certainly would be unable to pay for a ticket for both himself and Bill, so, instead, the two opted to rent a car and drive across country. It was insane idea, but it sounded like a lot of fun so they decided to do it.

But there was something Bill didn't know about Ian. He had a ravenous appetite. Okay, well, Bill did know that, considering how much food he saw Ian eat, but what he didn't know was just how ravenous said appetite was, and how far Ian would be willing to go to fill his belly when hungry. And it was late on the second day of driving that Ian began to get hungry. Unfortunately they were on a very barren stretch of highway with no restaurants or rest stops in sight for miles in either direction.

Luckily, they had brought a cooler filled with snacks. "Love, do we have any more snacks?" Ian asked.

Bill was mildly napping in the passenger seat, and woke up gently as Ian spoke to him. "Hmmm?" he said, yawning and stretching. "I dunno, hang on, I'll look." He turned and began rummaging around in the cooler in the back seat. He found a bag of potato chips and showed them to Ian, smiling. "Will these do?"

Ian accepted them with a smile and thanked him. He took the bag and opened it, using his knee to keep the wheel steady for the moment that he does, before returning his hand to the wheel and resting the bag between his legs. He began to munch as he drove, shovelling the chips hungrily into his mouth. Bill watched him, and chuckled. "Good lord, you're hungry," he said.

Within but a few minutes the bag was empty. Ian threw it in the bag in back that he reserved for trash. He was still hungry. "Is there anything else?" he asked.

Bill turned and inspected the cooler once more, but turned up nothing. He shook his head as he turned back. "Nope," he said, "sorry, love, you ate everything."

Ian frowned. "There has to be SOMETHING," he said, glancing into the back before returning his eyes to the road. "A Twinkie? A Ding Dong?"

"Nope, nothing," Bill said. "Maybe if you hadn't eaten everything yesterday, or been so quick to leave the motel this morning before we could have breakfast..."

Ian licked his lips, eyeing Bill. Strange thoughts began to enter into his mind. He shook his head, trying to clear them and concentrate on driving, but the thoughts kept resurfacing every few minutes, and Ian would keep looking over at his boyfriend with a hunger in his eyes. Bill, for his part, remained blissfully unaware of this.

"Well, don't worry," he said, patting Ian's thigh. "I'm sure there'll be a restaurant or a store or something in a little while. But in the meantime, I think I know of a way to take your mind off your hunger for a little while. I can stop it from growling." Bill flashed a mischievous grin. He reached over before Ian could say anything and unzipped the front of his jeans. Unbuckling his seatbelt and scooting over, he got down and put his head between Ian's legs, gently taking his cock into his mouth.

Ian moaned softly and reached down, petting the back of Bill's head as he started, his cock quickly hardening and growing in his mouth, soon fully erect and poking the back of Bill's throat. Bill, feeling exceptionally naughty for giving his boyfriend head while he was driving, began to suckle, lovingly blowing Ian, his head bobbing up and down, making quiet slurping sounds.

Ian, leaking pre into Bill's mouth, tried his best to focus on driving as well as the pleasure Bill was giving him. But as the previously eaten potato chips in his stomach digested with a soft gurgle, Ian only found himself getting hungrier by the minute, his head once more filled with forbidden, irrational thoughts. Thoughts about how good it would be to have Bill in his stomach. Stroking Bill's head with a moan, he suddenly gently pressed his head up against his soft, slightly pudgy stomach as it growled. "That's it, baby," he whispered.

Bill sccchlurped and slid his wet tongue all over the hard shaft filling his mouth, taking note of the tummygrowling but not thinking too much of it. Ian pulled his shirt up so that his soft fleshed pressed directly against Bill's head, rumbles and gurgles sounding directly into his ear. Bill was left unsure of why Ian did this, or why it was turning him on all of a sudden. His cock was by now already hard in his pants, and he sucked harder on Ian's, closing his eyes and just listening to the growling tummy.

"Oh yes, baby," Ian said, petting Bill's head some more. "Drink my cum. I'm so close." Carefully, he drove off onto the side of the road so he wouldn't crash and kill both of them, slowing the car to a gentle stop and putting it into park. Pulling his shirt off entirely, he turned off the engine, but left the headlights on because it was already beginning to get dark outside. He moaned softly and leaned back in the seat, holding Bill's head to his gut as it gurgled once more, cock throbbing, on the edge.

Bill pulled off of the cock and licked just the head, making Ian gasp, ballsac drawing up, orgasm eminent. Bill then went back down on the cock, and Ian finally came, shooting thick ropes of hot semen into his boyfriend's mouth. Bill began to sloppily drink it down, some dribbling out over his lips. Ian panted softly as he came down from his peak, but his stomach was still growling, albeit louder than before.

Bill pulled off of Ian's cock, a few strands of cum connecting his lower lip to the thick shaft, which snapped as he leaned back up into his seat fully, sighing deeply, totally out of it, only barely realizing he's dribbling cum out of his mouth and onto his shirt. "Aw, shit," he said, quickly using his tongue to lick the cum from around his mouth and chin, taking the shirt off to reveal his thin chest and slightly chubby middle.

"Gonna have to get a new shirt outta my suitcase," he said, "that is, unless I wanna have people asking me about the flaky stain on this one."

Ian smiled and pet him softly. "Don't worry about that right now, baby," he said. "No one will be seeing you for the next few hours except me. C'mere." He pulled Bill into a warm hug against his pudgy front, which gurgled again, making him straddle his lap with his legs on either side, butt against the steering wheel, which honked loudly, startling Bill and making him cling to Ian.

Bill slipped his arms around Ian's neck, and he leaned in, softly kissing him on those big sexy lips that he loved so much, the bulging front of his slacks touching that gurgling belly. He noticed the insistant bulge and reached down to stroke Bill's bulge softly and work to undo his fly. Ian softly kissed back as he did so, working his full lips against Bill's as he stroked the back of his head. He pulled Bill's cock out of his pants completely, before pulling him closer to his soft tummy which growled a little louder than before. Feeling his cock touch something Bill automatically began to thrust his hips, humping Ian's tummy.

Bill's mouth tasted of cum, Ian's of potato chips, and the two tastes mingled as they made out inside the car in the growing darkness. The taste was so irresistible that any qualms about eating his boyfriend Ian had had at the outset went flying out the window. He began to drool over Bill's face thickly, and his mouth began to open wider. The saliva slathers over his glasses, and dribbles down over the sides of his face, Ian's boyfriend moaning aloud at how good and wonderful it felt, totally unaware of Ian's plans for him.

Ian's hot breath washed over Bill's face, his mouth yawning wider, beginning to stretch over his head, the thick lips forcing his glasses up onto Bill's forehead. This action caught Bill's attention, and he opened his eyes just in time to see his vision filled with darkness as his entire head slid effortlessly between his full lips, surrounded by wet heat, something warm and slimy sliding across his face as sexy lips stretched over his entire head, face moving into the dark abyss of the waiting throat.

A soft ripple around Bill's head, and Ian's lips sealed around his boyfriend's slender neck, Bill's glasses falling off his head and landing on the floor of the car. Ian just let go and fed, his hunger consuming him (har har) and ruling him. Bill's body was oddly fluid and graceful in its undulating movements as he tried to get free. Ian was bigger and stronger than him so he was able to overpower his little boyfriend without much difficulty, still managing to be gentle and loving as he gulped Bill's head into his throat, saliva slicked lips stretching over his broad shoulders, mouth beginning to move down over his helpless form.

As his entire head entered the throat, Bill's panicked face made an obvious impression in the skin. Ian found himself in a unique position to observe this is the rear view mirror, and the sight only made him hard again. Making another gulp, he forced Bill's facebulge down into his chest, the impression of the snack's facial features disappearing behind his ribcage. Ian moved his hands to take off Bill's pants and underwear, a task made somewhat difficult by Bill's kicking legs, but he managed, and soon he had his half-eaten boyfriend totally nude in the car, apart from shoes and socks which Ian decided he'd bother with later.

Ian grasped Bill's legs under his arms and bent forward, pressing him down onto his erect cock, hearing a muffled moan from inside him as the thick shaft was shoved into his vulnerable asshole. Ian started to gulp down Bill's torso hungrily, but at the same time bucking his hips, giving him one last ride, a second orgasm nearing.

Slowly but surely, Ian's little boyfriend was devoured by him, his efforts to escape his fate at this point being simply reactionary and totally futile, soft gulping and slurping sounds filling the interior of the car. Finally Ian moaned around his snack and came into him, stopping his swallowing as he did so, relaxing for a moment in a state of sheer bliss. After a moment, though, his stomach growled insistently once more and so Ian pulled Bill off his cock and used his hands to start pushing the rest of the snack into his maw, getting to his waist, tongue slithering out to grasp his hard cock and guide it past his lips along with the rest of him, tongue tasting some of his own cum as it pulled Bill's ass inside.

The fucking had left Bill extremely exhausted, and so he wasn't even struggling anymore by this point. His thin hairy legs just twitched and wiggled occasionally as Ian gathered them up and began guiding them into his wide maw, hips, ass, and erect cock being swallowed in that same motion; which gave Ian a niiiiice view in the mirror of the bulge of cock in his neck. He stroked his neck as it bulged out, moaning softly, his vocal chords vibrating directly against Bill's cock, and as Ian paused to remove Bill's shoes and socks, Bill finaly hit orgasm, the cock-bulge in Ian's throat twitching as his dick spewed forth hot ropey cum, his face entering the waiting stomach which growled loudly for its food.

A few more liquid gulps and Ian's nice full lips closed around Bill's ankles, the snack already starting to bulge out his already tubby belly. Slowly more and more of him emptied into the waiting belly which gurgled and sloshed around him loudly. It was almost deafening, and yet, Bill found that it wasn't completely unenjoyable. All that remained of him to the outside world however were his feet which wiggled as they stick out from between hot, sexy lips ready to slurp them up.

Ian sucked Bill's feet in slowly, savoring them and using his tongue to tease at his toes, before his lips sealed against one another, trapping Bill inside his body. He gulped one final time, sending legs and feet to curl up with the rest of him in his stomach, making his tummy bulge out against the steering wheel. He smiled and patted his new gut, belching. "Mmm, you were right, love. You do stop my stomach from growling," he said. The only response from his snack was some squirming in the large gut.

Ian felt the long day of driving beginning to catch up to him, starting to feel drowsy. Slowly, his snack's struggles died down as heat, exhaustion, and lack of air got to Bill, and his gut was still, but continued to emit soft gurgles as digestion began. Yawning, Ian settled in for the night, and slept softly leaned back in the driver's seat, stroking his tummy lovingly in his sleep with a dripping semiflaccid cock.

As he drifted off into this well-deserved nap, surrounded by the darkness without, Bill was digested slowly over the course of the night. Occasionally another car would drive past. It was not enough to wake Ian, though. Their headlights each briefly illuminated the interior of the car, with Ian leaning back in the seat asleep, and the passenger's seat empty.

Ian awoke with the sun the next morning. He yawned and stretched. Remembering the events of last night, he smiled softly. He rubbed his slightly smaller tummy with a soft whisper of "Mine. All mine..." before starting up the car and pulling back onto the road, starting on the long drive home.

The End