A Lack of Subtlety
By: Pi-Zero

I'll be the first to admit that according to all the laws of physics and the universe, everything I'm about to tell you should have been patently impossible. If I hadn't lived such experiences regularly, I probably wouldn't believe me either. But no matter, the truth is the truth, however filtered it may be through each of our own perspectives.

Anyways, this story happened in my last year of college. I'm pretty well built, but not very tall, only five-six or so. I'm a diver, or rather I was a diver at the time. I wasn't the best, but I was decent.

So, I was at a meet. It had gone pretty well, the swimmers had clobbered the other school, as they always did. The divers hadn't done quite so well. As I said, I wasn't the best and they had some pretty hot shit kids. They'd picked up two new kids too, Erik and Brad. As if simple lack of talent wasn't enough, I found them both terribly distracting. If I hadn't had years of practice controlling certain bodily reactions, standing up on the board posing before my dive could have been extremely embarassing.

But of course, with that much attention on one body part, I didn't have the concentration to devote to diving, so I didn't score all that well. It wasn't too bad though, and I got to watch some beautiful young men flex their muscles and fly through the air, all wet and glistening.

So, the diving part of the meet was over and not wanting to sit around in my tight speedo (gives me butt creases, ouch!) I headed for the locker rooms. I turned into the back row of lockers where I had stored my stuff and jumped. Usually I was alone in the back but it turned out that Erik had put his stuff back here to. Oh my.

I gave him a quick nod, "Hey. Nice stuff out there. Not many people in this conference throw triples off one-meter." And turned to my locker, trying to get the picture of him out of my mind.

It didn't work. I could picture every detail of him. He was slimmer than me, but tight as hell just the muscular side of lanky. His skin was naturally a little dark, as if he held a perpetual tan. His hair would be almost black, but he kept it trimmed just shy of shaved. I could almost feel him smile as he spoke, "Thanks man, you looked pretty good yourself. You really nailed that back one and a half straight off three.

Aargh. I pulled off my suit, still facing the lcoker and still unable to banish Erik's picture from my mind. As he spoke I watched his dark, sparkling eyes above that gorgeous mouth. Full lips, that managed not to look girlish, "And that would look fantastic wrappped around your dick." my unconcious interjected. Damn my wild mind... now I had banished the picture of Erik in my mind, only to replace it with an image that flickered between his groin, couched in it's spandex wrap of black and red that hugged those tiny tight butt cheeks, and a picture of Erik with his head buried in my crotch.

My control was shattered. My dick rapidly rose to full attention, flooding my senses with even more horniness and hormones. And then my stomach growled. Damn it all, I usually tried to be more subtle than this! And a diver? We were already a rare breed. But my body had made the decision for me, I would have this boy, one way or another.

"Hey Erik, out of curiosity, are you gay?" I asked, blunter than a square-tipped nail. Most of the guys in the league knew I was gay, I had the pins on my bag saying "Out" and some ones with witicisms, so Erik had to guess why I was asking.

He grunted, "Huh? Uh, no."

I sighed, on to plan 'B' then, I turned around, "So then you're sure you wouldn't want to help me with this?" I gave him a puppy dog expression which was lost on him. He was staring cross eyed at my dick which stuck straight at his face and was about a foot away from him.

"No. Get that away from me you dick!" He growled angrily.

I sighed theatrically, "Oh well, I tried. You can still be of some use though."

He looked at me confusedly, giving me the second I needed.

I grabbed him by the shoulders and heaved him up into a bear hug, one hand behind his head. Anyone who walked in at this point would have thought we were kissing passionately.

Of course, we weren't. He was struggling, but his arms were pinned to his sides at an angle that defeated any attempts to push at me. Poor guy, he probably thinks I'm going to try to rape him. I'd disabuse him of that idea in a second.

I pulled him into a full lipped kiss. His eyes flew open as he realized my lips weren't staying on his but rapidly creeping their way up his face.

Realization dawned just before his eyes vanished and his head popped into my distended jaw. I wasn't raping him, I was eating him. He started to struggle harder, but was still completely pinned.

I sucked his head deeper into my mouth and quickly slid my lips down his neck. Here I had a problem, Erik was slightly taller than I was and I needed mre force to edge over his shoulders. I stood on my tiptoes and pushed, swallowing repeatedly. Sure enough, Erik's shoulders slipped into my mouth and I tasted his muscular chest on my tongue.

I've read a lot of stories that people write about swallowers and always felt sorry for those guys. I mean, I'd never be able to eat people effectively if it was as hard for me to get over guys' shoulders the way it is for some of those guys! Luckily for me, my jaw seems to stretch with little effort to accomodate such things. Of course Eric didn't even push my limits, being a lean guy already.

Now that my lips were pinning Erik's arms, I could shift my grip to his waist. This was always a tough move, but the payoffs were in a much easier meal. I squatted, bending Erik over me, and pressed upward, grunting and groaning as I flipped him up and over my head. This made things easier in swallowing, but often gave me a back cramp. Erik let his legs flop and flail, threatening to overbalance me forward. But I was well practiced and held strong.

Swallowing went faster now and I quickly gulped Erik down to his waist, flicking my tongue over his rippling abs as I did. Now came my favorite part, his crotch. At least I'd let him enjoy his last few moments.

I pushed his legs up into the air and swallowed again, bringing Erik's cock and balls onto my tongue, his cute little butt resting against the top of my mouth. His head had already entered my stomach and his torso was expanding my throat.

I gripped Erik's thighs and swallowed repeatedly, all the while flicking my tongue up and down his prick. Scared shitless and adrenaline filled he might be, but his dick still responded. How could it not with the sensuos, rippling full-body massage my throat was giving him and the dextrous skill of my tongue?

A few seconds later, Erik shuddered and exploded on my tongue. He was rich and sweet, signs of good eating. Obviously it had been a while, because it was all over the inside of my mouth.

Now I could finish my meal. Much of the fight had gone out of Erik, hanging upside down without air and then orgasming had drained him. He let go of his legs and in two quick gulps his long lean legs vanished like twin spaghetti down my throat, following the rest of him into my stretched stomach.

I felt my mouth and throat shift back to normalcy and Erik curl up into a ball in my stomach, still squirming comfortably. All in all a very tasty and succesful meal.

I was about to turn back to my locker when I heard a voice, "Hey guys, I hear a lot of grunting and slurping sounds back there! You two gettin' it on or something?" And who should pop around the corner but Brad?

I was caught off guard and so was left staring at him naked, dick pointing straight at him, and a squriming bulge in my stomach.

"Hey man, I knew you were gay, but I never thought Erik..." He noticed the wriggling bulge, "Uh..."

"Uh... I was... I was interested but he... wasn't..." I belched, long and loud, "So I guess I just decided to deepthroat him... uh... all the way?" I grinned.

Brad blinked, "Uh... I guess you did... DAMN... how the heck did you do that? I guess it's a good thing I never liked him much, eh Erik?" He strode over and batted my stomach, which writhed angrily in response.

"Looks like he left something untaken care of though, eh bud?" He looked me in the eye and laid a hand on my pulsing dick, "Want some help with that?"

I was surprised to say the least. I hadn't expected Brad to be gay, or to take my eating his teammate so lightly. I stopped analyzing a second later when I felt a hot, wet mouth envelop my cock as Brad started to give me an expert blowjob.

He gripped my butt and pulled my member into him. I gripped his hair and started fucking his face. Before I could cum, however, he pulled off and stood back up.

Winking at me seductively he pulled off his speedo, a blue water pattern, and lay back on the bench, "Come on, stud. Pin me to the bench. I want to feel your dick in me, Erik squirming on me."

DAMN! I had totally misread this guy. Not only was he gay, this six-foot tall muscular jock boy wanted me to fuck him! Well I was only too glad to accomodate him. I stepped between his spread legs and shoved my 7 incher into him.

He had pretty well lubed me up, and he was obviously practiced at this, so I slid in easily. Brad's eyes closed and he groaned, "Mmmm, that's it. Shit man, you are so hot. Fuck me, please."

So I did. I fucked him hard as he ran his hands over my stomach. He was well practiced so it wasn't long 'till I was approaching climax. I was accomplished as well, and so he came first, shooting long arcs of cum up his stomach and chest. His clenching ass drove me over the edge and I shot deep inside of him.

I leaned over to kiss him. As our tongues flickered in and out of eachother's mouths, we were interrupted by a gurgle.

I grinned sheepishly, "Heh, nothing gets my metabolism going like sex." My belly was flat again, no sign remaining of Erik. I leaned in to kiss Brad again.

My stomach interrupted again, growling. I leaned in to Brad's ear and whispered, "Apparently the appetizer was too small. It wants a bigger meal, maybe a main course?"

I watched as understanding blossomed in Brad's face, "You mean? But, you can't! I'm... I'm bigger than you!"

I smiled, "So? Never stopped me before. And you're all marinated and seasoned, inside and out, just like a good meal." I grabbed his wrists before he could push me off and leaned in for one last kiss.

He struggled, but like Erik before him it was fruitless. In the position he had pu himself in, he couldn't get his legs under him. Within seconds, his head was in my mouth.

Lying down on top of him was a terribly awkward position, so I let him sit up. Unsurprisingly, he now could get his feet beneath him and heaved up off the bench. Or at least, he attempted to.

With me hunched over him and wrapped around his neck, he only succeeded in shoving himself into my mouth, quickly forcing his shoulders past my lips and his head into my throat.

I was already halfway down his chest so it only took two or three gulps to take him to his waist. But I was tired of hunching over, so, like Erik before, I gripped his hips and swung him up over my head. Another swallow and his crotch rested on my tongue.

Brad had already come (which was making my devouring him nice and lubricated), so I didn't need to play with him. I did, however, take the time to taste more of what was already there (yum!) and probe a little at his butt to taste my own addition to the mix.

But I was growing tired. It was time to finish this. I gulped and Brad slid in to his knees. Here things began to get a little tight. I had swallowed men larger than Erik before, but not often men of a size with Brad. However, going back was not an option.

I grabbed his ankles, swallowed and pushed as hard as I could. There was strain from my stomach, but ever so slowly, Brad slipped in. Finally, his feet vanished between my lips and he too was curled up in my tummy.

I belched and patted my very stretched stomach, "Ah... much better! You make a great main course Brad!"

I cleaned myself up and headed for home, content and sated.

Huh? You don't believe me? Well, fine, I don't care... *Grumble* Oh, looks like my stomach's hungry again, perhaps a demonstration is in order?

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