AN: Second part. Gets pretty cruel and rapey. Sorry if that's not your thing.
I panicked, thinking of what to say. “Hey, bud. Whatcha looking for?” I said, trying to sound natural (as if anything in front of the boy was natural).
He put his hand out and looked away. “Uncle Dale, you’re naked, and you’ve got feet sticking out of your ass!”
“Well yeah.” I replied, trying to downplay the situation. “Haven’t you even heard of a pred before?”
“Yeah, of course, everyone knows about people who can vore but I didn’t know we had any in the family! Jeez, and your dick’s out and everything…”
“Nothing wrong with that boy, it’s natural. Christ, take your hand down, I’m not gonna be mad at you for looking.”
He was very much still on edge but did lower his hand. He took a good look at the situation, and actually stepped a bit closer, letting me get a good look at him for the first time in a while – I had kind of ignored him earlier at the party.
Jason was everything Ben was not – tall, lanky, pale, book smart. The kid took after his dad, my brother Jeff. Jeff was a pred too, but we’d both resolved not to tell our kids about it as neither of them showed the signs (though Ben had found out eventually, having discovered me mid ‘feeding’ one night, and then joining in with the festivities a few other times after that). Jason was a couple of years older than Ben and was usually on the other side of the country at some fancy college on a big scholarship. It always surprised me how well they got on, despite all their differences. Although, I suddenly thought, looking at the expression on Jason’s face, maybe I did have an idea of why that was, which might just be my ticket to a tidy way out of this mess.
“It’s Ben up there, you know.”
It was Jason’s turn to freeze. He looked at my face for the first time, breaking eye contact with the feet sticking out of my ass. “What? You’re voring your own son?”
“Yup, that’s about right. It’s birthday boy Ben up there – shoved himself up my hole when I asked, knowing full well he wouldn’t be coming out until he was a fat log.
Jason gulped. “Woah.”
“You really like Ben, don’t you Jason?”
Jason blanched. Jackpot.
“What… what do you mean?” he stammered.
“It’s ok, I think he’s hot too. That’s why I’ve been fucking him for the past two years.”
Jason’s eyes got wider, if that was at all possible.
“You… you and Ben… have been doing it?”
“Yup. Come over here, you can touch his feet if you like.”
He shambled over slowly, as if in a trance. He rubbed the soles of Ben’s feet (which must have tickled, because caused Ben to squirm in my guts a bit), and without looking like he knew he was doing it he rubbed his crotch as well. I smirked. Jason was going to be even easier than Ben was.
“Do you want to get closer?” I asked. “Actually, do you want to get your cock out?”
My unexpected directness seemed to have overwhelmed the usually straitlaced boy and faced with the imminent demise of his incestuous crush he just nodded. He slowly unzipped his jeans, slid them and his briefs down and pulled out his surprising large cock – it must have been 7”, thick, and surrounded by a large, dark bush.
“Nice cock, nephew. Go ahead, do whatever you want with him.”
Jason dropped to his knees and went to town on Ben’s feet. Who’d of thought a kid like him would be into feet? He licked and sucked on the heels, sucked on his toes and licked the sole (eliciting further pleasurable squirming from Ben). After a relatively thorough tongue bath, Jason got up, pressed Ben’s feet together and started to slowly slide his cock in and out on the gap between them. His thrusting was just enough to move Ben’s whole body inside me slightly like a giant dildo, and we both started grunting and groaning in pleasure. After a moment, I looked back at Jason.
“Mmm, yes… I never thought I’d get a chance with Ben, and I certainly never thought it would be like this…” he replied, continuing to thrust.
“Well, that leads nicely into my next question – wanna join him?”
He didn’t stop with his slow rhythm. “Do you mean, go up your ass with Ben?
I looked back at him. “That’s right. How about it – one time offer, join your hot cousin on his journey to being ass fat and my next dump.”
He continued to slide his cock over Ben’s feet for a moment while he thought. Eventually he stopped and looked up at me in what looked like a daze. “If that what’s happening to Ben, I want to join him.”
I smiled. “Good boy, right answer.”
I was hugely satisfied with myself. I already knew at the start of the day that I would be taking Ben on way or another, but I had had no idea I’d be getting a second, even more willing meal as well.
“Get over here then. I’ll give you a last fuck before you join your crush in the shit factory.”
Having accepted the idea of becoming my dump surprisingly quickly, a pre-voring fuck was an easy sell to Jason. He relinquished Ben’s feet and came over in front of me. I stood up, relieved to finally be off my hands and knees, and sat down on my chair again – Ben’s feet pressed against the chair, but with a slight push he was, at last, completely inside me. I felt my hole squeeze shut.
“Strip.” I commanded, for the second time that day.
I got an entirely different show this time. Off came a grey button-down, revealing a lanky, hairless torso. The kid wasn’t only skin and bones, but he wasn’t far off. A pair of brown dress shoes and socks were pulled off, and the already undone jeans were shucked off. Finally, his plain white briefs came down, revealing that nice cock again.
“Come and sit on your Uncle Dale’s lap, boy.” I leaned back in my chair, put my arms up on the armrests, and spread my legs.
He stepped out of his pile of clothes and moved sheepishly towards me. He clambered, somewhat awkwardly, on top of me, but managed to settle in sitting perpendicular to me, in my lap. My cock jutted upwards between his legs. He stared down at it.
“You haven’t done this before, have you, boy.” I guessed.
He shook his head. “I’ve watched videos – that’s where I learned the foot thing – but I’ve never actually been with another guy.”
I grinned. “Nice. I get to be your first, and your last fuck, boy.” That got his cock to twitch, and bead of precum gathered on its head.
I leaned in for a kiss and grabbed the back of his head. Shorter hair than Ben, I thought, not being able to get as good a grip. With my other hand I traced down his back towards his ass. I felt him shiver as I started to trace around his asshole.
“Even have anything up there before?” He shook his head. I laughed. “Well boy, you’re in for a hell of a ride.”
With that I spat on my index finger, then slid it in without warning, which got a large yelp out of Jason. He tensed up, in that cute way first time bottoms do.
“Relax, kid.” I moved my hand down to his cock and squeezed it. “Feels good, doesn’t it.”
“Mmmhmm.” he nodded.
“Uncle Dale knows what he’s doing.” I started to slowly move the finger in and out, stopping as he tensed up as I moved it, waiting until he relaxed again. He started to breathe more regularly, and the little yelps slowly changed into moans. One finger became two, and I worked slowly up to a proper finger fucking at a reasonable speed. I normally wouldn’t have bothered, but he was so tight that I needed to loosen him up at least a bit for what was about to come next.
This continued until Jason started to really get into it, pushing back against my hand with precum leaking from his cock.
“Think you’re finally ready for the real thing, boy?” I said, looking down at my rock-hard cock.
“Yes.” he said quietly.
“Good.” I helped him move around until he was crouched, back facing me, over my cock. I rubbed the tip on his tight asshole, which got some moans of anticipation from Jason. “Ready?”
He nodded. Not for this you’re not, I thought.
I grabbed his hips and kicked his feet out from under him, thrusting up and pulling him down simultaneously. His hole couldn’t resist, and I slid in, to the hilt.
Jason screamed in pain at my massive cock penetrating him, but I wasn’t perturbed. I was bigger and stronger, and he wasn’t going to be around to complain about it for much longer, so I ignored his cries and started slamming into him like a jackhammer.
“Please stop, its too big, its hurts so much!” he screamed.
I was massively horny after ingesting my son, and almost equally turned on by the thought of voring Jason, my second conquest. Nothing was going to stop me from destroying his hole. I slammed him all the way down on my cock, harder this time.
“You’ll take it, and you’ll like it you little slut. That’s what you are – a little slut, willing to get ground down to shit just so you can touch your cousin’s cock.” Jason just wept in response.
One hand around his waist, one hand grabbing his hair, I picked Jason up with my cock still inside and got into a doggy-style position on the floor. Jason offered no resistance at this point, and just lay, ass up, arms splayed out while I continued to violate him. I slapped his ass until he started to struggle again. I grabbed his arms and held him down with my weight, feeling my climax coming as he thrashed underneath me.
“Fuck boy, here it comes, get ready for a breeding from your Uncle!”
I slammed down and felt my cock unload in his (now not so) tight ass. Jason gave up struggling again with this end to the onslaught. Once I’d finished pumping my load into him, I pushed him off my cock. He crumpled into a heap on the floor. I got onto all fours next to him.
“Alright boy, your turn to go in.” I spread my cheeks. “Since you’ve been such a good sport, I’ll let you choose. Head or feet first?”
He crawled around and came up to me. He looked a mess, with puffy tear stained eyes, messy hair and red marks all over his ass where I’d been slapping him. I started to get hard again looking at my handywork.
“Is think going to be enough room to fuck in there?” he asked.
“I have no idea. Probably not, my guts are pretty tight”. I responded.
“I want to try it anyway. Head first.”
“It’s all the same to me, you’ll be shit by tomorrow either way.”
That last flippant comment seemed finally break Jason, after all my abuse, and he almost literally dove, head first, into my asshole. My ring gave way pretty easily. This also seemed to let in some more air, because Ben’s squirms, which had until this point had become pretty weak, started up again.
“Unnnnnngh.” I groaned at the dual stimulation.
Jason then pushed in both of his hands and started to jostle around. What the fuck is he doing, I thought. Eventually I felt Ben’s body shift and understood – he’d been manoeuvring Ben’s feet to be behind his head. He wanted to slide in and be in front of Ben.
“I get it. Someone wants to be little spoon in my guts. Alright, let’s get you further in there.”
This position, with Jason’s arms above his head, was honestly a little easier to manage than the one I’d tried with Ben before, even if it did provide less of that pleasurable stretch. Basically, all I had to do here was slide back over his body, and it would be easy going the whole way. I grabbed his elbows and pushed them towards his head, twisting and turning until he was in up to his armpits and his arms were straight. Then, like before, I sat back, letting Jason’s lithe body slide into me like a massive dildo.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph.” I sustained a low grunt as I slid all the way down to his ass.
I gave that nice cock and balls a good tug, then pushed them inside. I looked back at Jason’s lanky legs sticking out of my ass and prepared for a them to be inside. I sat down forcefully and pressed his feet hard against the floor.
“AAAAARGH!” I yelled, feeling the rapid expansion in my gus, and looked down to see a new, Jason shaped bulge press up against my belly wall in what looked to be a highly uncomfortable position. Once again though, what did I care, he was about to be my shit.
I relaxed, pressed down on what was left of his legs, and felt his feet slide in. I rolled back on the floor staring at my huge gut. Two in one day. I even impressed myself sometimes.
Ben had made less of a noticeable lump than one would think a whole grown man would make, but with two in there was no mistaking the size and shape of the massive bulge in my gut. I could barely move anymore but summoned up the strength to get to my bedroom. Thank god we were only in a single story flat. As I lay on my back, I felt the two bodies inside begin to move around sharply.
“Aaaaaaargh.” I could only groan in protest.
I watched as my occupants rearranged themselves and managed somehow to get into a nested fetal position, with the shorter Ben bulge in the back and the taller Jason bulge in the front. I started to feel the tell-tale rocking rhythm of fucking. Hot, I thought. Jason actually managed to get that fuck he wanted from Ben.
I drifted in and out of sleep, kept awake by their rocking motions. I couldn’t reach my dick past my bulge anymore, so I couldn’t join in, though the feeling of my son and nephew’s fucking in my gut getting slower as they ran out of air almost made me cum without touching myself. The rocking continued to slow until eventually, it stopped. Without anything to keep me awake anymore, I passed out.
I didn’t wake up until late afternoon the next day. The previously distinct shape of two bodies had been replaced with a featureless, round bulge. I slapped my gut, grinning.
“Fuck, you boys were hot, but you might just be even sexier now. You both had to have been destined to be inside me, and the toilet soon after.”
It took the rest of Saturday and all of Sunday morning until they had digested enough for me to reach my dick. No prizes for guessing what I did for the rest of Sunday. Looking down at that gut, or now at the pictures I took of it, knowing it used to be my son and nephew, still gets me hard every time.
My boys finished digesting by Monday morning, and were ready to come out.
“Final stop on the journey with me boys. Next stop for you guys is the sewers. I hope you enjoyed the ride, because I fucking well did.”
I had barely sat down on the toilet before they came rushing out – massive logs, needing multiple flushes. It took a good hour before I felt empty.
As the last of my colossal dump came out, a thought crossed my mind. “Fuck.” I said out loud. What the hell was I going to tell Jeff about his son?
Oh well, I thought. He was a pred too, he’d understand. Anyway, if he didn’t, I knew where to put him…