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Can’t wait for the next story you post here
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Chapter 9 of 10
 
 Alex and Dylan get back from their hike and are offered a massage to loosen them up. As dad fucks Alex, Dylan reveals a hidden desire he's never shared with his brothers.


Chapter 9 - Sweat, Sex, and Secrets
An hour later, the door from the terrace opens and Dylan and Alex come into the house. Both boys are shirtless and the sun gleams off the thin sheen of sweat on their lithe bodies.

They stop short when they see their dad, naked, being massaged by his sexy assistant. Dad lifts his head from the massage table when he hears them, "Hey boys, how was your hike?"

"Great dad," Dylan responds, shifting the t-shirt hanging in his hand over to cover his groin as the sight of the muscular form makes his shorts suddenly feel a little tighter. "The trails here are amazing."

John props himself up on his elbow. Both boys' eyes immediately raking his hips, but they can't quite see his member. "That's one of the main reasons I built this place out here in the middle of nowhere. Why don't you run and shower and I'll have James here loosen you both up so you won't be sore in the morning."

Alex rips his eyes away from his father's body to look him in the face, "Sounds good." The boys turn and walk away, dad smiling as they both slide a hand to adjust themselves the moment their back is turned. They are rock hard by the time they get to their rooms and into the shower, but resist the urge to accept the offers of their attendants for relief.

James goes and fetches a second massage table and when the boys come back down they find their dad still naked at one table and James standing dutifully at the other. Dylan walks over to James' table—tossing his towel aside as he goes—and lays down. Alex looks surprised at Dylan's sudden generosity and practically throws his naked body down in front of his father.

From the moment the men start to massage their young charges the sounds of moans fill the room. James' thin hands slide over Dylan's smooth skin and defined muscles. Three feet away, dad's powerful hands exploring the slender body of his youngest son. The boy's Asian skin looking almost golden in the warm light of sunset peaking between the mountains in the distance.

Alex's moans rapidly become increasingly sexual as John hits all the right spots in his muscles. Dad spends a little longer than is strictly necessary on his ass and groin, before working his legs and having him flip. A slight smile crosses his face as Alex's chest comes into view, knowing that nipple play is one of Alex's kinks. He glances over at his other son's look of contentment, still wondering what he could do to really get Dylan going. But there will be time for that later, right now, he's got other things that require his undivided attention.

Alex gasps slightly and looks up into his father's eyes as the man sets to work on his chest, fingertips regularly teasing his painfully erect, nickel-sized pleasure buttons. A light coat of sweat forms on his skin and his cock is slowly rising as the need for intimacy and release build inside him and shatter his resolve to keep his member under control.

John is amazed just how much Alex looks like his mom. Aside from a couple inches of extra height, and the over-large member, dead giveaways of him having Volts genes, it would be easy to believe he was 100% Chinese. His full lips are parted and he starts panting as the powerful hands continue to massage his chest.

Abandoning the pretense of the massage, John starts to deliberately work over his nipples, pinching, tweaking, and finally licking and sucking on them. Alex lets out a long moan of pleasure as the tongue starts to lap at his chest. His hips thrust into the air involuntarily as John gently takes one in his teeth and pulls on it.

Dylan, not wanting to miss the fun, climbs off of his table. James dutifully vanishes as he takes his brother's cock into his mouth. The double assault on his body makes Alex let out a soft scream. Dylan swallows the entire length as his father bites his sons nipple, just shy of hard enough to draw blood.

He writhes on the table with one mouth on his nipples and another working on his huge cock. John slides his hand below the boy's hips and starts to toy with boy's hungry hole. His back arches at the intrusion, but his moans get louder.

Dylan lifts up Alex's legs and replaces dad's fingers with his tongue. Rimming his brother as John continues to torment the very erect nipples.

"Daddy, bite harder," he moans and John grabs his nipple ring with his teeth and pulls on it causing him to groan with pleasure pain.

Dad lifts his mouth from the delicious chest long enough to say, "Why don't you loosen up your brother for me." With a grin, Dylan wastes no time mounting and shoving his cock into his brother's tight hole.

Alex gropes for and grab's his father's shaft and starts to stroke it as his father plays with him, his own cock leaking so much that a puddle of precum has already filled his belly button and is leaking down his slender, almost feminine, waist.

Dad pulls his head back over the end of the table and shoves the entire length into his mouth and down his throat, fucking his face as Dylan and John start to kiss.

Being spit roasted by what is left of his family, and his father and brother's hands on his nipples and cock, Alex's brain starts to break from the pleasure. He barely has enough presence of mind to push his father off his mouth so he can beg, "fuck me daddy."

Dylan pulls his cock from his brother and helps him onto his side before shoving it back into him again. Then rolling back over so Alex is laying on top of him. Dad positions himself at the foot of the massage table and shoves his cock into the boy alongside Dylan's. Alex's cock dumps a load the moment his father's cock is inside him, but he keeps begging for more.

"Yes daddy! Fuck me harder," he babbles, "Bite me again, fuck, please daddy, bite me!" John lean's down and bites into his chest, hard, he grabs his father's head and pulls it tight to him, actually cutting himself on his father's teeth and moaning as a thin trail of blood flows down his chest and down the seam between his abs to mix with the pool of pre and cum in his belly button.

The intensity of the pain and pleasure drives him wild and he spills his second load in as many minutes all over himself as his father bites all the way into his nipples and both cocks pound his tight ass, stretching him more than he's ever been stretched before.

Dad kisses him, "Damn you're delicious boy," then he assaults the undamaged nipple.

"Thank you...daddy" he pants as his father savors the flavor of his son's tasty, tender meat. When his teeth rip into the second nipple, Alex, barely able to string together a coherent thought, screams, "Daddy...Dylan...harder."

He's a sweaty, squirming mess on the massage table, John feels Dylan's cock tense alongside his own and lets himself go, both of them emptying their balls into Alex's well stretched hole.

Alex's world explodes as he feels their seed mingling in his ass and the feeling drives him over the edge. He explodes a third load of cum all over his lean body and pants as he comes down from the high.

Dylan looks at his father over his brother's shoulder and smiles, "I have an idea dad."

Dad looks into his son's excited face, "I'm game," he says, their conversation barely audible over Alex's labored breathing as he slowly returns to earth.

Dylan licks his lips as he looks down at what he knows is the last of his brothers. His one secret desire swelling inside him. "Eat him daddy," he whispers, "eat him the way I watched you eat Paul last night by the pool," he winks, "I've never cum so hard in my life."

John just stares at him, this is a first, one of his boys isn't just kinky, he's into vore. All his plans for the rest of the weekend, the threesome in his room, breakfast in bed, suddenly get thrown aside. What self respecting pred can resist eating his son with a willing audience. Finally, he smiles back at his son, and opens his mouth, looking right into the excited, horny eyes of his son as he sucks Alex's entire head down his throat.

Dylan's cock, still deep in his brother's ass, hardens at once as his father devours Alex's head. He wraps his arms around the boy's slender chest to stop him squirming as muffled screams issue from deep inside the hungry mouth.

John wasn't kidding when he told Alex he was delicious. The flavor is exquisite and his son egging him on makes it even better.

"Yeah, eat him daddy," Dylan urges, "eat him all up." He pulls himself from his brother's hole as dad's lips squeeze the narrow shoulders inside. He starts pumping his cock harder than he had last night with his front row seat. John pushes his cock into Dylan's ass as he sucks Alex's bleeding nipples into his mouth.

The feel of his father's cock inside him is rapidly driving Dylan crazy. He lets out a long moan as he watches Alex's lean young body disappear, made all the hotter by the fact that the man eating him is his father.

He reaches up and strokes his brother's cock, wanting him to share in the intense pleasure. Dylan cums again, still not getting soft as his wildest fantasies come true before his eyes. He reluctantly lets go of Alex as John gulps in his hips. The muffled screams and useless struggles turn him on even more.

As John cums in Dylan's ass, he pulls Alex's cock into his throat. The boy cums one last time, his seed escaping between his legs and flowing down John's chin.

Dylan just lays there, his cock still rock hard, and his balls empty. The load in his ass is hot he frantically strokes himself as his brother's legs disappear from view.

Finally, Alex's feet disappear behind his father's lips. Dylan throws his head back as his cock throbs. His balls are completely empty, and the exquisite pain of a dry orgasm racks his body.

John dives into a deep kiss with his last son, "Damn he's tasty," he says between kisses.

Breaking the kiss after what seems an eternity, "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen dad" Dylan smiles, he knows he's the only one left and that the dream he's hidden all his life will soon come true.

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Damn that was HOT! Love the descriptions of his stomach gurgling as he started to digest his meal. Very nice work!
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This is one of my favorites!
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Ohh man, I remember that. This story always turn me on, I sometimes roleplay and some of my story kinda lend to this type. Man this never gets old. I love your work chubbymenvore.
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So, I just realized I'd accidently cut-off an entire section of my most recent post.
Oopsie!
Here’s the rest of it!

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The shorter daddy’s actual wrestlin’ technique had been complete shit. Not that it ever seemed to matter against most opponents of his. Stillwell had been more than hungry enough to make up for it, and that single sloppy advantage he had swinging between his legs had done the rest. Always motivated by those good and burly meals he got to munch down on when they had a tournament. Coach havin’ often used Stillwell to clean-up a rival team’s entire startin’ line-up. Everyone always assumin’, from the man’s smaller-size, that he’d be an easy win.

They’d all been wrong, of course.

All that said, Stillwell had never been a champion wrestler. Neither in skill, or ever declared one either. He’d never been good enough for the big leagues, and in fact, he’d always struggled against any real dedicated wrestlers. Those men who actually made him work for his meat, who were truly skilled and strong. Always taking Stillwell down a few pegs in the ring. Not enough to tank the man themselves, but definitely enough to actually walk away from the match.

A simple victory via pin or points all they needed.

But Stillwell had been infamous for goin’ after just about anyone who slighted him. Maybe those wrestlers escaped that night, but they’d have to watch their backs if they wanted to ever return to the ring again.

Craig havin’ gotten a firsthand experience of that back when he and… well, back when he’d joined the college’s wrestling team. Even in those days, with Craig fresh outta High School, Stillwell had never been in the Big Daddy’s league.

In fact, once he’d joined the team, Craig had quickly rendered Stillwell irrelevant. Well within his freshman year, Craig had grown in skill, strength, stamina and hunger enough to often take on and devour entire multi-team tournaments worth of wrestlers. All on his own, with his team sittin’ out pretty much the whole night. Left to cheer him on, or pout in silent jealousy.

Bein’ the man-eatin’ beast of a wrestler in those days had placed Craig amongst the handful o’ men who Stillwell would never dare try.

Least, not directly. Times hadn’t changed much, it seemed.

Craig just scowled even more deeply. “Yer fuckin’ with me, Stillwell. I fuckin’ smell it, fucker. Smells like total bullshit!”

“Well,” Stillwell mused, a smug grin slowly growin’. “I suppose placing Bud as yer assistant ultimately isn’t on my authority, anyway.”

Ya don’t mean…”

“Yes… I do,” Stillwell continued with a cruel snicker. “Big Boss Carlton has become… very irate with your department, Craig. Well, he’s become very irate with you in general. Tha’ land buy is very important to him, y’know. And since yaave been makin’ it obvious how incompetent ya are wit the matter… he told me – very explicitly – to make sure yaave the personnel to properly handle it.”

Even as Stillwell gloated away, Craig could only just glare at the smug HR boss.

“And seein’ as how they all seem to end up either in your fat sac or your fatter gut, then all over the office floors… well, I jus’ had to take a lil’ bit o’ action, Craig!” Stillwell kept on going. “Give ya a fella who could actually keep up with ya, and get the job done at the same time. Bud seems the sort for it, don’t he? Fact, he may be so good at your job… why, I might just suggest – come next in-house meet – that he be promoted… y’know, once the position is vacated of its gluttonous, lazy, idiotic ol’ brute of a manager.”

Craig and Stillwell spent a long, long time just starin’ each other down after that. Long enough for those two interns to finally sink down into Stillwell’s massive balls. Even long enough, that his condom had become so swollen with cum that it was spreadin’ out across the floor. Lumps of cum-drenched cloths swirling through the cloying man-cream, while the naked bones o’ digested lil’ cubs bobbed lifelessly in all that gooy mess.

The phone on Stillwell’s desk suddenly started ringing.

“Can’t wait till I don’t have to hear ya bangin’ on my door, Craig.”

“An’ I’m lookin’ forward to never bangin’ on it again, Stillwell.” Craig growled back lowly. “This ain’t over

“Oh, it will be, boy!” Stillwell boasted arrogantly. “Just like I told you years ago, I might not ever beat you on the wrestlinmat, but in the end… I’d never need to.”

Craig havin’ already started for the door before Stillwell finished. Only catchin’ that last as he slammed it shut behind his retreatin’ bulk. Wisely putting as many barriers and as much distance between himself and his former wrestlin’ teammate as possible. Long, booming stride carrying the towerin’ daddy down the empty halls of the HR department.

Every office and cubicle havinbeen lyin’ gutted and empty for years. The desks inside were still immaculate, if covered in spider-webs and dust. Left exactly as their prior owners had wanted ‘em the day before they disappeared. Most never makin’ it home, or there was a break-in. Always chalked up to the usual predation that happened every night. That claimed entire neighborhoods, even.

Stillwell very good at makin’ sure the company never had a reason to suspect him. That they’d always, always need him. Completely indispensable.

Last thing Craig needed was to get himself fired over a bastard like Stillwell. If not for himself, then for Barry.

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Ignoring his noisy phone, Stillwell finished tyin’ off the end of his latest cum-filled condom. Dropped the gallons of seed onto the ground. Gave it a light kick with a big gnarled foot to roll into the pile with the others behind his desk.

Stillwell never kept them for more than day, but over twenty were lazily piled in a corner of his office. He’d leave them outside for that old janitor to take, like he always did.

Muttering curses, Stillwell snatched up his phone.

“Howdy to ya! This is Mr. Stillwell, Head of the Human Resources department o’ Carlton and – ”

Stillwell stopped mid-sentence. Mouth hanging open dumbly, before slowly closin’ with a clack. The very friendly, very fake HR-smile leavin’ his face.

“Ah! It’s been a bit since ya called, my friend! Now, what’s troublin’…”

He was forced to stop for a while. Glowerin’ all the harder as the man on the other end of the phone talked over him.

“Alright! Don’t get yer panties all tied up!” Stillwell growled. Leanin’ back in his chair with a protesting squeal, and tryin’ to smile again. “I got the matter in hand, my friend! More than in hand. Ya just need a little more patience! These sorta things are very much worth waitin’ for – ”

Once more though, Stillwell lost his smile. Moved the phone to the other ear, even as he started shiftin’ through his papers.

“There ain’t no problem! Or, there won’t be soon enough, ya’ll see!” Stillwell growled. “Wha’? Ne’er was supposed to be… look, ain’t my problem you weren’t willing to pay fer no fixer to deal with him! I told ya, if I had to get rid of him, it wasn’t gonna be easy! But, NO!”

Stillwell stopped his paper ruffling… and then smirked.

“Ah… so ya did get a fixer!” Stillwell chuckled deeply. “We-eh-ell now! Ya got yerself a whole crew o’ fixers. Heh, where’d ya find ‘em? The local biker bar?!”

He listened to the reply with a fresh smile, and a loud snort of derision.

“Euro-peans?!” Stillwell howled and chortled. “Oh, damn! Got him some exotic faire, eh? Ha! Like that’d ever work! Euro-peans! Now, ain’t that a rich one! Obviously, they couldn’t have been that good at their job if they couldn’t take down ol’…”

Stillwell scowled, and started to grindin’ his teeth with a repressed snarl.

“He ain’t outta my league! But if he did go and disappear, who do ya think would get the damn blame, eh?!” Stillwell snarled, even as he slammed his fist on his desk. “Me! That’s who! One of the only men in this damn company who can do it! But until he’s ruined, until everyman in this failin’ wreck of a company wants him gone, it ain’t gonna happen!”

“Now, unless you wanna talk ‘bout something worthwhile, instead o’ wastin’ my damn time with your whinin’… I got work to do!”

Stillwell slammed the phone onto its receiver. Rising from his seat with surprising, terrifying speed. Already striding to his office door, massive potgut and loins leading the way.

“Bitch-ass motherfucker! Tellin’ me! ME?!” Stillwell bellowed to no one. “Deadlines, deadlines! I’ll give him a fuckin’ deadline! Once I get my money, I’ll buy a whole bunch o’ damn Euro-pean fixers and shove ‘em all into his fat ass, right ‘fore I eat that overgrown – ”

The moment Stillwell opened his office door, he shut up and stopped in his tracks. Two little cubs of interns standing right outside his doorway.

Both young bearded men stared at him in terror. Obviously, they’d been listening in through the door.

“Um, Mr. Stillwell? We were here for our interview… but, if this is a bad time…”

“We can come back later!” The second cub piped-up. “In fact, I just remembered that I left my… my… my refrigerator on!”

Face still blank, Stillwell just grabbed the boys by either shoulder. His hands closing with a fatally iron-grip and ensuring the weren’t goin’ nowhere.

“Nonsense, boys! After all… I got the perfect position for the two of you, just right in mind!”

With a hard yank, Stillwell pulled them both inside.

There was a long, silent pause… and then his office door was unceremoniously slammed shut again.

Not a soul around to see, or hear, anything more.
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Another story from tumblr.

Story Contains: Unwilling and Willing Oral Vore, Digestion, Mass Vore, Weight Gain, Sex Scene

Enjoy!
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Seth’s belly grumbled loudly as he got dressed. He slid on an old gray tee shirt that was slightly too small, it tightly gripping his chest and showing off about an inch of his large round belly at the bottom. He smiled, knowing that showing a bit of belly drove others wild. Seth was a large guy, easily having a presence in a room. He stood around 6 feet tall and weighed over 250 pounds. He had a large beard and wore a pair of thick framed glasses, which made him look nerdy and helpless, a trait which helped him with his many conquests. He was 28 years old, and had been swallowing guys for years. He patted his large belly, knowing that it would be filled soon. He pulled on a pair of shorts and grabbed his keys, ready to go out for the evening.   

He walked out of his room and into the living room of his two-bedroom apartment, where he found his roommate with his friends watching TV. His roommate, Doug, was two years younger than him and yet the two were often mistaken for brothers and sometimes twins, since they looked so similar. Doug had thinner framed glasses and a goatee as opposed to a full beard like Seth. The two had been roommates for just over a year, Doug having moved in just after Seth’s old roommate moved to a cheaper, more permanent place nearby. Doug was chunky just like his roommate, but was smaller in almost every way, except for his height, where he had just over two inches on him. His two friends were Ricky and Aaron, coworkers from his job down at the mall. Their smell told others that they were stoners, usually having the lingering odor stained into their clothes. Seth didn’t mind, and sometimes partook, but usually not as much as Doug.
 
“Hey Seth. Going out?” Doug asked.
 
“Yup. Going to the bar for something to eat. Don’t wait up.” Seth joked as he put a hoodie and his shoes on.
 
“Ok. Don’t eat too much again.”
 
“No such thing.” Seth winked at his roommate as he closed the door behind him. Doug was aware of his roommate’s voracious appetite. Doug would usually stay up until Seth got home from wherever he got his meal, whether it was from the bar, a hookup, or the occasional back alley quickie. His gut would always be bulging with a guy or two, either desperately trying to escape or enjoying themselves, yet for the two years that Doug knew him, none had ever escaped from Seth’s gut. Doug would rub Seth’s squirming belly, helping to relieve some of the pressure and help the large belly digest faster. Seth was all for it, loving the belly worship that he got from his buddy, as well as the occasional blowjob.
 
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Seth made his way down the sidewalk from his apartment building to the bar. The warm summer air made for a nice evening. The sun had just gone down and the signs from various businesses began to light the streets. He hoped the bar would be crowded so he could have a nice selection to choose from. As he made his way around the corner, he could see the entrance to Ed’s Bar just a few blocks down. There were a multitude of different bikes parked outside along with a few pickups, which mean Seth had a lot to pick from tonight.
 
When he got closer, he could see the bar’s bouncer Marcus standing outside, looking through the window on the door.
 
“Hey Marcus. How’s it look in there?” Seth asked.
 
Marcus was a large beefy black guy, probably about 10 years older than Seth. He was wearing a pair of ripped jean shorts that held tightly to his thick frame. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, only sporting a large leather harness that went across his massive chest with the words “BOUNCER” embroidered into the chest piece. His large smooth belly jutted out a good three feet from his chest at all times, whether he had either one guy inside or several.
 
“Seth! You’re just in time.” Marcus had a large grin on his face as he turned back to the window.
 
“For what?” Seth asked.
 
“Look inside, man. This guy is an absolute machine.” Marcus laughed, his gut wobbling deeply with struggles of at least one guy in his belly.
 
Seth walked up to the window, a large plastic square on the door, dirty around the edges from years of neglect.  He peered through the window and dropped his jaw. Inside the bar, there were several pieces of clothes on the floor, as well as a couple of overturned chairs. A large older man was standing by the bar with his head back and his mouth stretched wide open around the lower half of a large man. His hands were currently busy pushing the large, dawned in leather, backside of his meal further into his mouth. He opened his mouth wider and took in the man’s waist completely, sucking his meals kicking legs between his lips. His gut was ginormous, at least the size of a wrecking ball, resting on the floor over 6 feet in front of him, bulging and moving around wildly.
 
“This dude showed up, took me aside and paid me two grand to lock the door from out here. Told me he was extra hungry. Said he’s got another three grand for me if I don’t let anyone out.” Marcus chucked as he flashed a roll of cash at Seth. They watched from the window as more of the kicking legs vanished further and further down the man’s throat.
 
“Holy shit. His gut is huge.” Seth gasped.
 
“His gut stopped growin about 5 minutes ago. The squirmin slowed down too. Ever since he tossed back Russel, his gut has barely grown a foot.”
 
Seth turned to Markus. “What? He ate Russel?” he asked, dumbfounded.
 
“Oh yeah, and Bub and Bert and Quin and practically everyone else. Probably a few stragglers in the back room somewhere. Hell, even Ed is in there somewhere. He’s gulpin down the last of Tucker right now.” Markus grinned as Seth turned back to see the last of Tucker’s leather boots slipping between the guys hairy lips.
 
The guy wasted no time and quickly gulped the last of him down, the large bulge quickly traveling down his chest and vanished into his belly. He grunted loudly and readjusted his gut, lifting it just ever so slightly off the ground. His belly began to wobble slightly as he made his way to the back of the bar. He used his massive gut to push the doors to the back room open, stomping into the back room and out of their sight.
 
“Fuck man.” Seth said.
 
“Right? Guy is incredible. He’s some redneck trucker who’s in town for the night. Calls himself Jimmy. He just went in and started grabbin’ guys left and right, shoving em down his gullet faster than I’ve ever seen.” Markus chuckled.
 
“Can’t believe he ate Russel. He was huge.” Seth shook his head.
 
“Hehe. When Russel saw Jimmy eating everyone, he started grabbing guys too. Bub and Quin joined in soon after. Was chaos for a minute or two before Jimmy grabbed Bub and Quin and swallowed em down at the same time.”
 
“What? No fuckin way.” Seth scoffed.
 
“No lie bud. Watched it myself. Both of em fought hard the whole way down, but this guy didn’t even care. He was grabbin’ guys with each hand while he was tossin’ em both back. Wish I could eat like that.”
 
Seth sneered. “I don’t believe that. Those guys were over 400 pounds each. There’s no way-“
 
“700 at least. Each. Bub managed to eat this fat trucker and biker before Jimmy got his mitts on him and Quin was in the middle of gulpin Horace when Jimmy shoved him in his maw with Bub.”
 
“…fuck.” Seth was astonished. Horace was twice the size of Quin, but he knew that Preds came in all sizes and ate guys that were big or small.
 
A large bang came from inside the bar. They both looked inside to see a large belly coming from the backroom doors. Soon, Jimmy appeared, currently working no less that four men down his throat at once.
 
“Told you man, this guy is something else.” Markus laughed.
 
Jimmy tossed his head back, swallowing all four of his meal’s waists. Their legs jutting out of the redneck’s massively stretched maw, each in various stages of undress, kicking wildly. With another jerk of head and a loud slurp, Jimmy sucked his meal’s legs in to their knees.
 
“That’s probably the last of them.” Markus said nonchalantly.
 
“Probably?” Seth turned to the bouncer, mouth agape.
 
“Eh. I lost count after 34. I counted 51 patrons who came in and didn’t leave before Jimmy arrived.”
 
Seth shook his head again, turning back to see Jimmy close his mouth, sealing his prey inside. With a loud gulp, Jimmy swallowed them whole. He grinned and gave his belly a pat. He picked up an open beer off a nearby table and turned to the door, staring right at Markus and Seth. He gave a toothy grin and held the beer up before chugging it back.
 



 “Oh shit!” Seth ducked out of the window. “He saw me!”
 
“Shit yeah. You better get outta here man. Don’t wanna add to his waistline.” Markus said. “Don’t worry, I’ll just tell’em I ate ya if he asks.”
 
“Alright, thanks man.” Seth said as he looked back inside for a second to see Jimmy sucking a keg behind the bar dry.
 
“Fuck he doesn’t stop, does he?” Seth said.
 
“Guess not. See ya around man. Probably at a different bar now haha.” Markus gave a large smile.
 
“Yeah.” Seth smiled.
 
Suddenly a loud clang sounded from inside the bar. Markus peered in the window.
 
“Shit! Get behind the dumpster, he’s coming.” Markus pointed to the dumpster several feet from the door next to the alley.
 
Seth sprinted and ducked behind the dumpster just as Markus opened the door. Seth watched a crack between the wall and the dumpster as Markus stood back. Jimmy squeezed his gut through the door with relative ease.
 
“Wa-ell I’ll wager that’s all of em” Jimmy said in a deep southern drawl.
 
“I think you got em all man.” Markus laughed, a hint of intimidation in his voice.
 
“What bout that tasty lookin boy yous was talkin to? I could use myself another tasty snack.” Jimmy licked his lips, his large tongue slurping over his goatee which was still dripping with beer.
 
“Sorry man. I ate him while you were chugging the beer.” Markus said, patting his own squirming belly.
 
“Hehe too bad. Welp…I thanke yew for your help boy.” Jimmy grinned, tipping his hat. “Now about your re-war-da.”
 
Jimmy opened a pocket on his vest and pulled out a thick money roll and held it out to the bouncer.
 
“As promised. 3 big ones.” Jimmy cracked a crooked smile.
 
Seth watched Markus go to take the money. As soon as he touched the roll, Jimmy grabbed him by his harness with his other hand. Before Markus could react, Jimmy had his mouth wide open.
 
“NO WAI-MMMMMMMMPH!” Markus shouted as Jimmy hoisted him up by his harness and shoved him into his maw. Jimmy slurped him in like he was a 300-pound noodle. His shoulders and chest quickly were pulled in and swallowed. Jimmy casually put the money roll back in his vest pocket and swallowed deeply again, pulling the huge wiggling black belly into his mouth. Seth could see the bulge of his friend vanish into Jimmy’s massive belly.
 
Seth couldn’t believe his eyes as Jimmy swallowed his friend. The large man reached up and casually fished around in Markus’ pockets until he pulled out the roll of cash he had given him before. Putting the roll in his vest with the other one, he used his other hand to push Markus’ ass into his mouth. Rearing his head back, he pulled his meal’s kicking legs above his head, letting gravity do the work for him. The redneck then relaxed his jaws and opened his throat wide, letting Markus slowly sink the rest of the way down into his belly.
 
With one last gulp, Seth watched Jimmy swallow Markus fully, sending him into his gut with the rest of the bar goers. Jimmy patted his belly and grinned.
 
“Well boys. Y’all were mighty tasty. Hope y’all ‘ave enjoyed ol Jimmy’s belleh.” Jimmy told his belly. He gave his gut a couple pats and shakes. He opened his mouth wide and tilted his head back. His chest expanded as he let out the largest belch Seth had ever heard.
 
*UUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP*
 
Jimmy expelled the excess air in his belly, his belch lasting a good 40 seconds. Seth’s eyes went wide as he watched Jimmy’s massive belly shrink down before his eyes. His belly soon was now only at his knees, having shrunk down several feet, bearing down over the men inside, none of them being able to move as they were packed so tightly together.
 
The older man patted his belly. “Hope you boys don’t mind waitin a little longer for your pal Jimmy to digest ya.” He began walking off, his belly tightly hugging to his chest, slight movements could still be seen from inside. “Ah still got two more bars to visit before I truck on home.” He chuckled to himself as he walked off into the evening.
 
-
 
Seth rode the elevator up to his floor by himself, still processing the sight of the redneck Jimmy walking away with the entire bar packed away in his belly. He had been so caught up in it that he had forgotten about his own rumbling belly. He arrived at his floor and walked off the elevator, it creaking at the sudden tension change when the heavy man got off the elevator. His belly grumbling loudly, Seth sighed as he unlocked his door and went inside. The living room was empty with the TV still on but muted. He hung his keys on a hook as he heard the bedroom door to Doug’s room open.
 
“Hey Seth. You’re home early. Easy catch tonight?” Doug chuckled.
 
“Ugh no. Didn’t get anyone.” Seth shook his head as he walked into their shared kitchen.
 
“Well why are you home so soon? Didn’t give up that early, did you?”
 
“There was this guy…he ate everyone at the bar.” Seth grumbled.
 
“What? The whole bar?”
 
“Heh yeah. It was unreal. His gut was the size of a small car. I’m just glad I’m not a part of it.” Seth leaned into the fridge and pulled out a can of beer.
 
“…Wow. And there wasn’t anyone left?”
 
“Nope. He even ate Markus.” Seth said as he opened the beer.
 
“The cute black guy? But he was so nice.” Doug pouted.
 
“Yup and now I’m starving and there’s no one to eat! And now I have to find a new bar to hang out at because he ate Ed too!” Seth chugged the beer down in a few seconds and tossed it aside angrily.
 
Doug just stood there stunned for a moment from his roommate’s sudden outburst.
 
“I’m just gonna go watch some TV and go to bed.” Seth said after calming down for a minute.
 
“Ok. I’ll be in my room with Ricky and Aaron if you need anything.” Doug said, patting Seth on the shoulder.
 
“Thanks.” Seth said. He was glad to have Doug in his life.
 
-
 
Forty minutes later, Seth was sitting on the couch, still flipping through channels on the TV. Loud music was coming from Doug’s room, but it was muffled from having his door closed. Seth’s belly was grumbling louder now, demanding food. He finally gave up and decided to order a pizza to sate his hunger. He picked up his phone and began to dial when he heard the music stop in Doug’s room.
 
“S-Seth! Can you come here for a minute?” He heard Doug call.
 
“Yeah hold on!” Seth called back. He tossed his phone on the couch and hoisted himself up, his large belly wobbling as he stood.
 
He made his way down the hall and opened the door to Doug’s room. His eyes went wide as he saw his roommate lying on the bed.
 

 
Doug was laying on his back, his head hanging off the edge, smiling at his roommate. He was completely naked, showing off his large hairy body. His belly was largely distended and moving on its own, the struggles of what Seth assumed where Ricky and Aaron were visible.
 
“Holy shit.” Seth gasped.
 
“Hey Seth. Think I look tasty enough?” Doug grinned.
 
Seth did a double take. “What?!”
 
“Think I’ll be a decent meal for you? I decided to fatten myself up a bit for you too.” Doug laughed as he patted his bulging belly.
 
“…You want me to eat you?” Seth asked, dumbfounded.
 
“Hehe…yeah ever since I met you. I’ve always wanted you to eat me.” Doug said, muffled moans and pleas coming from his belly.
 
“How come you never told me?”
 
“Well I—oof.” Doug winced in discomfort as one of his meals kicked extra hard. “I’ve always wanted to, but every time you were hungry, you’d have a meal in no time. I just never got the chance to ask when you were hungry.”
 
“Man, I’m ALWAYS hungry. I would have saved an entire weekend to eat you.” Seth laughed.
 
“Aww thanks.” Doug blushed. Suddenly Seth’s gut began grumbling loudly.
 
“Sounds like you’re hungry.” Doug teased.
 
“Oh, you have no idea. And my 500-pound roommate just offered himself as a nice dinner.” Seth chuckled, pulling his tee shirt behind his head, letting his smooth belly out of its confines.
 
“Can I give you a blowjob before I go. I’ve always liked sucking your cock.” Doug asked.
 
“Dinner and a blowjob? Is this your idea of a date?” Seth laughed.
 
“Shutup and get over here.” Doug rolled his eyes.
 
Seth undid his shorts and pulled the front of them down, letting his cock and balls flop out. He walked up to Doug and stood over him, dropping his balls on his face.
 
“Get to it then.” Seth commanded.
 
Doug wasted no time taking his roommates cock into his mouth. The large flaccid cock slowly began to grow in his mouth while he sucked on it slowly.
 
“Mmm just like that.” Seth moaned, his belly gurgling quietly, biding its time.
 
Seth began thrusting into Doug’s mouth, his cock sliding into his throat with each thrust. The two stayed at it for a while until Seth could feel himself approaching the edge.
 
“F-fuck I’m close.” He panted. “Where do you want it?”
 
Doug responded by slapping his belly a few times.
 
“You got it……URAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHH!” Seth moaned as he came, shooting his load right down Doug’s throat, sending it to join Ricky and Aaron in his roommate’s belly.
 
“Whew. You’re good at that.” Seth said, pulling himself out of his roommate’s mouth and putting his cock back in his pants.
 
“Heh thanks.” Doug smiled. Suddenly, Seth’s belly let out a high-pitched whine, reminding the two about the elephant in the room.
 
“Well I think you should get me inside.”
 
“Me too. Thanks for doing this by the way. You look delicious.” Seth said, getting on his knees in front of Doug’s head.
 
“Thanks. I’ll be sure to wiggle a bit. Just how you like it.” Doug said.
 
“You’re the best.” Seth chuckled, removing his meals glasses.
 
Seth crouched down lower and opened his mouth. Doug looked up, seeing his roommates wide open mouth drenched in drool. He could see Seth’s throat yawn wide open in preparation. Seth slowly slid his mouth over Doug’s head, his lips tightly moving over his meals face. After Seth had his lips wrapped around Doug’s neck, he began licking all over Seth’s head, savoring the musky flavors.
 
“Taste good big guy?” Doug called out from inside his roommate’s mouth. Although the sound was a bit muffled, Seth could still make it out.
 
“MMMmhmmm” was all that Seth could do in response.
 
“Ok big guy. Swallow me! Your bellys waitin!” Doug shouted.
 
Opening his mouth wider, Seth took hold of his meals shoulders and began pulling them off the bed and into his mouth. With a loud gulp, Seth swallowed his roommate’s head into his throat, marking the beginning of his final decent into his belly. Another deep gulp pulled Doug’s shoulders into his throat, pulling his meals fat chest between his bearded lips. Doug put his arms at his sides, letting his roommate swallow him easier.
 
Soon, Seth reached his meals squirming belly. He knew that if he was to gulp down the large squirming gut, he would need gravity to assist. Getting to his feet, he leaned down and grabbed hold of Doug’s large ass. With a tremendous effort, he reared his head back, bringing his meal above his head. Seth opened his mouth wide and took a deep gulp, letting the first bit of his meals squirming belly slip into his mouth. Seth moaned as he opened his mouth wider, his jaws straining to match the width of his meal’s belly. He began squeezing and pushing the belly into his mouth, forcing the men inside together as he swallowed their Pred. Several heavy gulps later, Doug’s belly was completely in Seth’s mouth. His cheeks were blown out to comical proportions as he held his roommate’s fat middle in his mouth.
 
*GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULP*
 
With one long strenuous swallow, Seth’s throat pulled his meal’s squirming belly downwards, compressing it tightly for the journey into his gut. He could feel his roommate’s head arrive in his gut, letting it slowly expand the accept the rest of him that was following soon after. With another gulp, Seth pulled in his roommate’s waist, letting his ass rest on his tongue. He began poking and prodding around with his tongue, causing his meal to squirm in his throat. After about a minute of licking every sensitive spot he could, he heard a muffled moan come from his belly while his mouth flooded with cum.
 
Rearing his head back, he quickly swallowed his roommate’s waist and began sucking down his hairy trunk legs. As he pulled his meal’s knees into his mouth, he could feel the squirming belly pass through his sternum and get squeezed into his belly. His gut grew several feet as the free space inside was quickly used up. With another two massive gulps, he pulled his meals calves into his throat and sucked the feet into his mouth. Closing his eyes and tilting his head back, he swallowed once more, sending the last of his roommate down his gullet.
 
*ULP*
 
Seth kept his eyes shut until he felt his throat force his belly to find room for the last of Doug. Seth slowly opened his eyes and looked down, smiling as he saw his humongous belly jutting out several feet in front of him.
 
“Fuck dude! You were delicious! Thanks for letting me eat ya.” Seth said, patting his belly. He waddled out of the room and back to the living room, his gut slowly rocking back and forth as his meal weighed down his pendulously belly. He eased himself back onto the couch and slowly began rubbing his belly with both hands, finally feeling full.
 
After a few minutes, Doug began lightly struggling, making his belly bulge out in several directions, just as he liked it.
 

 
“Oh yeah just like that man!” Seth moaned, closing his eyes. His breaths began short and quick as he quickly entered a sleepy state.
 
-
 
Seth awoke the next morning, still on the couch. He looked down and rubbed his belly, now back to its normal size after digesting its massive meal.
 
“Damn man you were awesome. Gave me a few extra inches of girth I think.” Seth stood up slowly, his belly wobbling slightly.
 
“Now I gotta find a new bar and a new roommate.” Seth said to himself as he went to the bathroom to deal with the last of his roommate.
 
 
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Thanks for Reading!
 
 
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I really wish I had your skill in this. You make me feel like I'm there watching this. It's something feel I cannot do right now. Would it be to much to ask for tips?
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It just kinda has the feel of looking through the killers eyes as he watches his victims.

Then plans his moves. 

Finally the sexiest kill I've ever heard in a horror type story.

Also glad to be the weirdo among the outcasts.
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Full Size / Re: The Governor's Party (FS, O, Unwilling)
« Last post by vorelick on February 16, 2019, 10:25:34 PM »
Great story!
I can't wait to see the next either!


Thanks! 🙂 i am working now for the sequel
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