Cody VII
By: Steve

Cody followed me over to the sectional. He sat down next to me, and put his massive arm up on the back of the sectional behind my head. He took my hand and placed it on his abs. “Would you mind? I have kinda grown to like that.”

I obliged by starting to rub his massive muscular body. He had grown some more, I thought. It was hard to tell, but he seemed much bigger still. He finally said, “You know, I really liked fucking Uncle Don.”

I said, “I am glad.”

“Could I fuck you?” he asked.

“I don’t think that would be a good idea. You are way to big for me.”

“Okay.” He seemed satisfied with the answer – at least for now.

He added, “I loved eating him too. He was so big. It was cool that I could get him inside me. Guess I must have grown a lot, huh.”

“Yeah.”

“I had always thought he was such a big man, growing up. Dad was always in awe of him. I was too.”

“Yeah.”

“I could feel him moving around inside me for a few seconds too. That was hot.”

“Yeah.”

“I had complete control of him. Fucked him and ate him. There was nothing he could do about it. That was hot. One flex of my abs and he was history. Fueling this incredible bod of mine. That will teach dad.”

I was shocked again. “Cody, what has gotten into you? You were such a nice boy when I got here.”

Cody looked surprised. “What do you mean?”

I thought for a moment, “Well, you were so innocent and cute. You called me Mr. Steve. You cried at the thunderstorm. You didn’t talk about control of guys, you talked about them living inside you forever. You didn’t want to teach your dad anything. Like that.”

Cody shrugged, “I dunno. Sorry don’t know why I said that. Sometimes I hear voices.”

Before I could ask more about the voices, I heard the click at the food door. Cody heard it too. “Great. I am starving. About time.”

He looked at me with a big grin and said, “You wanna come feed me?”

“No, I think I would be safer out here. Thanks.” I smiled back at him.

“Cool.” And he went off to stand by the door, waiting for the next click.

When he heard the second click, he nearly tore the door off the hinges to get inside. I called the food service to increase the order by 25%. I hoped that would hold him.

He came out of the food room in record time. I was a little surprised. He was wiping his mouth. I said, “I increased it some more.”

He said, “Thanks, Steve.”

He came over and sat by me on the sectional. He started to play his video game again. I asked Cody if he was going to be okay and he said, yeah never taking his eyes off the game.

When I was in the shower, the door bell rang. Cody called to me, but I couldn’t hear him. He got up and went over to the buzzer. He said, “Yeah?”

A voice came through the speaker. “I have a special deliver for Cody McManus from Tower’s Big and Tall.com”

“That is me, come on up.” Cody pressed the buzzer. He wondered what this was about, but it was his name. Maybe his dad had sent him something.

He studied the locks on the door and tried to figure out how to unlock it. Finally he just pulled on the door and it slid open! Steve had forgotten to lock it after Uncle Don was here.

The elevator door opened and a young man stepped off the elevator. He was about 6 ft tall, maybe 200 pounds with Sandy color hair. He was nicely built though not overly muscular. He had on shorts and a Tee shirt with the name of the delivery company on it. He was focused on his clip-board and was carrying a package. It was the sweat pants I had ordered.

Cody was standing in the doorway, filling most of it, totally naked. Before looking up, the young man said, “Cody McManus?” Then he looked up and saw Cody. Or he looked where a normal man’s face would be and saw Cody’s lower chest. He kept looking up in shock and finally met Cody’s eyes.

Cody said, “That’s me. Whatcha got for me?”

The young man just stood there in total shock. Cody finally grabbed the package from the man and tore it open. Sweat pants!

The young man didn’t move. Finally Cody said, “Well?”

The young man finally managed to say, “Oh my God. You are so big.”

Cody laughed and said, “And you are so small.”

With that, Cody grabbed the man with one hand at the waist and tore off his shirt with the other. He held him up to his face and said, “Just the right size for a snack. Thanks for letting me eat you.”

Cody opened his mouth and shoved the guy into it up to his chest. This pinned his arms to his side and he dropped the clipboard. Cody gave a quick taste, but was too hungry to linger. He swallowed the man to his waist. At the same time he ripped the man’s shorts off. He felt the man’s hard cock on his tongue. He thought to himself. “Must have special thoughts too. Good.”

He swallowed and took the man to his knees. Another one and his feet slid in. One last swallow and he was in Cody’s amazing stomach. Cody shot all over the foyer. Belch, Flex, Done.

“That was cool,” he thought. He picked up the sweatpants, the packaging, the young man’s clothes and the clipboard and slid the door closed. He didn’t lock it. He thought he might be able to go out later and find some one to eat, if he felt like it.

He tossed the wrapping, clothes and clipboard into the garbage and slipped on the sweat pants. They were a bit snug, but he could wear them.

He went back to play the video game.

I came out of the shower and saw Cody playing the game. I didn’t even notice the sweat pants at first. I watched the game on the screen. Cody had gotten much better at it. It was amazing the difference.

I turned to Cody and said, “Wow, you are getting really good at that.”

He smiled at me.

Then I noticed the sweat pants. “Where did you get those?”

“Some guy just brought them.”

I said, “Wow, that was fast. I just ordered them yesterday. Do they fit?”

He said, “Yeah, they are kinda small, but okay.”

I looked more closely and realized that they were tight. Cody must have grown some more. Then it hit me.

“Wait a minute. You answered the door? It wasn’t locked?” I had the key with me in the bathroom.

“Yeah. The door was unlocked from when Uncle Don came.”

Shit. I headed toward the door to lock it. More realizations came. “So the delivery man saw you naked?”

“Yeah”

“Oh great. Now he will blab it all over town about how big you are and we will have reporters here in 10 minutes. Fuck. What are we going to do?”

Cody looked at me and smiled. “Don’t worry. He won’t tell anyone.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because I ate him.” He looked at me darkly, daring me to get upset with him.

I saw the look on his face and thought it best that I calm down. I took a moment. “You ate him. Why?” I asked a calmly as I could.

“Because I was hungry and he was there. And because I could. Besides it was fun. I like to eat guys. They feel good going down and I think it is cool to have such control over them.”

“Cody, I am glad you think it is fun, but man we can’t keep having guys disappear around here.”

“You would rather that he ran off and blabbed?”

He had a point. I was just nervous about all these guys disappearing. So far we had been lucky. I just wish Stan would come home soon, so I could get away from all this.

Cody could tell I was worried. He said, “Relax, Steve.” He laughed, “It’s not like we are piling up bodies. How are they going to figure it out?”

He had another point. And who would believe it anyway if they hadn’t seen it. I relaxed a little. I went over to the sectional and sat down. Cody was working the game. He was amazingly quick at it. Finally he said, “Done!”

“You finished it?”

“Yeah, piece of cake.”

The phone rang. I got it. It was Stan. We chatted for a moment. He still didn’t know when he was coming home. He wanted to talk to Cody.

I held my hand over the phone. “Cody it’s your dad. He wants to talk to you. Can you pretend to be a kid again so he doesn’t suspect anything?”

Cody looked bothered.

I said, “Cody, Please! Just call him daddy and talk in simple language.”

“What is in it for me?”

“You could suck on me.”

“I could do that any time I want,” he grinned.

“Okay, what do you want?”

“To fuck you.”

I hesitated, then said, “Okay.” I was frantic

He took the phone. “Hi daddy.”

They talked. He was pretty good at it, though I didn’t think he was all that convincing.

Finally he handed the phone back to me.

I took it. Stan said, “Wow he sounds more grown up. What have you been doing with him?”

“We have been playing some educational games. I think he is maturing mentally,” I lied.

“Great. Keep up the good work.”

I asked again, “So when are you coming home?”

“I really can’t say. I am hoping in a week. You seem to be doing great with him though. You are making progress where I was never able to do it. You are going to have to show me what you do.”

“It is nothing, really.”

We hung up.

Cody was watching me. He said, “When do I get to fuck you?”

I thought quickly, “How about tonight before bed? That way you will sleep good.”

He thought about it for a second and said, “Okay.”

We watched some TV. Finally Cody said, “I’m bored.”

I was too. “What do you want to do?”

“I dunno. Go out.”

“Cody you can’t go out. Look at how big you are. You would cause too much trouble.”

“I don’t care about that. Let someone try to mess with me.”

“I am not worried about anyone trying to mess with you. It is the publicity that it would cause that I am worried about. You are going to have to wait until your dad comes home before you go out. He is going to have to be the judge of that. I can’t.” I said as apologetically as I could.

“Yeah, I guess,” he moaned.

The door buzzer rang. After I got over the shock, I went to see what it was. I pushed the intercom button. “Yes?”

“Hey there is a delivery truck blocking the garage driveway. He up there?”

“No. No one has come here at all.”

“You sure? Some lady saw him get in the elevator and he went to your floor.”

“Yeah I am sure. I would have known if someone came to the door.”

“Yeah, well you have had a lot of guys going up there. I never seen anyone come out.”

“What are you the visitor police?”

“No, just a concerned neighbor. What you got going on up there, anyway?”

I was suddenly exhausted. “Nothing. I don’t see what business it is of yours.”

“Yeah will I am on the board of the association, and we have made a lot of accommodations for you. I want to know what is going on.”

I tried to think. “Well you will have to take that up with Mr. McManus. I am just house sitting for him while he is out of town.”

“You are not McManus? He never had visitors, except that big guy that went up this morning. Suddenly he is gone and it is like Grand Central Station. What you got going on there, buddy?”

I was getting worried. “I told you nothing. Now leave me alone.”

I walked away from the intercom. He buzzed again and again, but I kept ignoring it.

I went back to the sectional. I asked Cody if he knew who that was. He thought a minute and said, “I think so. I think it is the guy on the first floor. He is a former football player that got injured. He is all alone down there and he doesn’t have anything else to do. He is always nasty to everyone. I saw him once when he came to the door to complain to dad about something. I remember dad calling him a real jerk.”

“Yeah he sounds like it. We have to be careful or he will cause trouble.”

Cody smiled and rubbed his stomach. “I can take care of him.”

“Cody, the solution to every problem is not to eat someone.”

“Well, for me it is.” He smiled.

Suddenly there was a banging on the door. The irate guy was shouting through the door. He was saying that if I didn’t let him in, he would call the police.

I said, “Cody, go hide in your room.”

Cody frowned. “I am not afraid of him.”

I said, “I know you aren’t. I just don’t want another confrontation or reason to have the police here. Do you want the police and jail and all that?”

“No, I guess not. But I will be listening.”

“I understand, but let me try to handle this my way first.” And I pushed him toward his room.

Cody went into his room and partially closed the door. When I knew he was gone, I went to the front door and slid it open. There was this huge muscular man of about 6’6” and 280 pounds. He had to be in his early to mid twenties. He had on shorts and a tight muscle shirt, which showed his strong chest, arms and shoulders. He had a very angry look on his face. He didn’t seem to be mentally stable.

“What can I do for you?” I asked.

He said, “I am all packed to take a month long vacation and had to run to the store for something and now that fucking delivery truck is blocking the drive and I can’t get back in. I have had it with you.”

He barged in and looked around. “Where is everyone?” he asked accusingly.

“Where is who?” I asked as calmly as I could.

“All the men that have been coming up here the last few days. They never leave.”

“I am afraid I don’t know what you are talking about,” I said.

“The fuck you don’t.” he headed for the bedrooms. I tried to stand between him and the rooms.

“I wouldn’t go in there if I were you,” I warned.

“Fuck you.” And he shoved me to the floor and knocked the wind out of me. I felt a sharp pain in my side and figured that I had broken a rib or two. He headed for Stan’s room first. By the time I recovered, he was in Stan’s room. I called out to Cody. Cody rushed out of his room and came over to pick me up.

“You okay,” he asked with great concern.

I managed a “Yeah.”

“Where did he go?”

“Into your dad’s room.” Just then he appeared at the door.

He took on look at Cody, who stood as he entered the room and said, “Holy fuck. What kind of freak are you?”

Cody looked more hurt than mad and said, “I’m Cody.”

“Well you are a fucking monster freak. I used to run over big freaks like you on the field.”

With that said, he ran at a surprised Cody and tackled him, taking him down to the ground. Cody was so shocked, it took him a moment to react. By then, the neighbor was up and on his way to the door.

“You are fucked. I am calling the police.”

I shouted to Cody, “Stop him.”

Cody scrambled to his feet and took off after the neighbor. Cody caught him just as he reached the door and grabbed him by the shoulder. The neighbor swung around and caught Cody’s jaw with a strong right hook. This totally shocked Cody who looked stunned. The neighbor started to grab at the door, but Cody grabbed his arm and flung him back into the loft away from the door. This infuriated the neighbor, who came after Cody again. As he passed me, I grabbed his leg and tripped him. He fell to the floor between me and Cody.

Cody started to come after the neighbor, but he quickly got up to his feet and charged at Cody again in full football tackle mode. Cody was more ready for him this time, and grabbed him at the waist, keeping him from hitting him. Cody quickly held him out at arms length, away from him. The neighbor started to put up a real fight. He managed to give Cody a Karate kick to the side of his head, which made Cody drop him. The neighbor lunged for the door, but Cody grabbed his leg and tossed him back into the room again. Then Cody lunged for him as he tried to go around him to get to the door. Cody grabbed his leg and that made him fall to the floor. Cody jumped on him, pinning his legs under his ass and held his arms down. The neighbor was totally restrained.

Unfortunately, his mouth still worked. He shouted out more obsinities than I had heard in a long time. He also called Cody every name in the book. Cody was visibly shaken by his verbal abuse.

Cody looked at me, horror in his eyes at what he was hearing. “What should I do?”

I could not think of anything else to do but to say, “Well, if you can, eat him.”

The neighbor had not heard me. Cody was trying to figure out how he was going to do this. The guy was strong and a fighter.

I noticed that he was kind of lost, and I figured out what he wanted to do. I finally said, “Put both his hands in your one so you can get off his shirt.”

Cody looked at me and smiled. He took the neighbors one hand into his other, holding both hands in one huge fist. He reached down and ripped the tight muscle shirt off of him. Then he took back the hand so he had one in each of his hands. He then grabbed onto the neighbor at his waist, trapping both his arms. He started to get up, but the neighbor immediately started kicking him again. He sat back down and looked at me helplessly.

I said, “Move back on his legs. You can start him while you are still sitting on his feet.” I could not believe I was saying this.

Cody slid back and lifted the neighbor up so he was more in a sitting position. Cody obediently said, “Thank you for letting me eat you.”

When he heard this, the neighbor went nuts, calling Cody a cannibal, a fag, and just about everything else he could think of. He said he would never get away with it. They would come find him and put him in the electric chair. Cody seemed threatened by this and hesitated.

I yelled, “Yeah, well who is going to miss you. You already told everyone you were going away for a month…much to their relief, I can imagine.”

This hit home with the neighbor. I was right. No one would miss him. He struggled some more and continued protesting anyway.

I told Cody to go ahead.

He opened his mouth, then stopped. He let out an “Ouch” I asked him what the matter was. He said, “My jaw hurts from where he kicked me.”

The neighbor barked out a “Ha!”

I asked him if he could do it anyway.

Cody said, “I’ll try.”

He carefully opened his mouth again and started to direct the neighbors head into it. The neighbor realized what was going to happen and changed his tune. He begged us to let him go. He promised to never say a word about it. And on and on. Finally Cody had his head in his mouth and closed his lips around his neck. This muffled the neighbor. Then Cody opened his mouth again and pulled back off the neighbors head saying “Ouch”

I asked, “Is it your jaw?”

He said in a hurt voice. “No he bit me. He bit my tongue.”

The neighbor became defiant again.

I could tell Cody was losing his resolve. I thought quickly. Then I said. “Suck on him. It will apply pressure and he would be able to bite you.”

“Okay,” Cody said thoughtfully.

The neighbor started pleading again.

This time Cody lunged on his head and got his shoulders started into his mouth. The man was very well built and this was going to be hard for Cody, but he immediately started sucking on the neighbor. More of him began to slide into Cody’s mouth and throat. When Cody got the man’s chest into his mouth, he was beginning to get into an uncomfortable position. By now, however the man’s arms were pinned to his side though he could still swing from the elbow.

He stopped again, not knowing what do to.

I said, “You are going to have to take a big swallow and simultaneously lift up and grab his legs so they don’t kick.”

Cody paused for a second to figure this out, then did just that. In one swallow the man slid in up to his waist while Cody let go of him with his hands, lifted up off his legs and reached to grab them. The man struggled, but with each struggle ended up pushing more of himself into Cody.

Cody stood up, holding on to the man’s legs which where trying to kick despite being held. He Swallowed again and took the man into his mouth to his thighs. Cody was being jerked around from the inside as the man struggled.

“Hurry it up, Cody. That will stop him,” I said.

Cody swallowed several times, taking more of the man into him. Finally the neighbors feet disappeared and Cody did one last swallow. I could see the neighbor thrashing around in Cody’s stomach. Cody looked like he was in pain.

“Flex your abs,” I shouted.

He did that and belched. The thrashing stopped and his stomach went back to normal.

He didn’t flex any other of his muscles though. He saw me watching him and said, “I don’t want him to live inside me forever. He was a mean man.”

I told Cody I understood.

He came over to where I was on the floor. “ That was terrible. Thanks for the help. Are you okay?”

“I think I broke some ribs.”

Cody picked my up gently and carried me over to the sectional. He set me down gingerly and then sat next to me. He looked very sad. He also had some bruises beginning to show on his jaw and his chest.

“What is the matter Cody?” I asked.

He thought for a second and finally said, “Is it true what that man said. Am I a freak?”

I had to think for a minute. I thought I should be honest, but I didn’t want to upset him too much.

“Cody, you are a very big young man. Some would say to be that big is kind of freakish. Also, you eat guys. That is not exactly normal either. You have to know that you are special in many ways. I would not have called you a freak like that guy, but some might. That is why I was reluctant to let you go outside. Does that make sense?”

“Kind of, but I don’t want to be a freak,” he moaned. “Why am I like this?”

“I don’t know, Cody. You just are.”

“But you said it was part of nature for the big ones to eat the smaller ones.”

“Yes, Cody, that is true. It is just not part of human nature.” I said.

“And there are other guys that have special thoughts, like you and Tan and everyone.”

“Well, Cody, that is true. And you fit into that group well. At least you supply the means to make that happen. But I never thought I would ever meet anyone who could actually do that. It was just a fantasy. I never expected to ever actually have it happen. I don’t think any of us did. You are very unique in that.”

“I don’t like the way he hit me either. That hurt.” He said rubbing his jaw.

“Well Cody, up until now, you have eaten guys by surprise or those that wanted you to eat them. I suspect most guys would fight like him if you tried to eat them.”

“They would?” he asked.

“Yes, Cody, they would. Most people will fight pretty hard if they think they are going to be harmed.”

“Oh. I guess it isn’t always going to be so easy to eat guys, huh… I can find a bunch of guys with special thoughts?”

“No, it isn’t. There are not that many of us out there either. These last few days have certainly been an exception. How does that make you feel about doing it?”

“Well, I dunno. I still want to, but probably won’t be able to as much. I have a lot to learn about doing it, I guess.”

“I am afraid so, Cody.” He pulled me closer to him, careful not to injure my ribs anymore. I rubbed his muscles.

Finally he said, “When can I fuck you. You promised.”

“I know. How about tonight. Let me let these ribs settle for a moment.”

“Okay. I just want to fuck you, you know, because I like you. I am not sure when I will be able to do that again…fuck someone I like, you know.” He looked very sad again.

“I would like that, Cody. Just give me a few hours.”

We sat there for an hour or so. I just rubbed his body and he was obviously lost in thought.

Our quiet was broken by the ring of the phone. I got up and answered it. It was Stan. He was furious. He was at the Airport and he was coming home. He would be there in 6 hours. The neighbor had called him on his cell and told him about the stuff he thought was going on here. They called his flight or he would have ranted at me for an hour.

The End