Mr. Johnston
By: GuyGuy

Kyle stepped in the door. He realized he’d never been in Mr. Johnston’s house before. He heard him rustling around in the back room and started to take a peek around the living room. Mrs. Johnson was an attractive woman and the pictures shown imposingly on their living room wall showed it.

Suddenly Kyle saw a photo of a handsome, built younger man… It was Mr. Johnston in his early days! Kyle had never though of Mr. Johnston as being that old anyway, at 38, he was nowhere near as old as the parents on the block. Of course Kyle had never really thought of Mr. Johnston the way that the other kids did. He was always attracted to his manly build and personality and his charming good looks. Of course now Mr. Johnston, after almost 15 years of marriage, was getting older and certainly growing around the midsection. Kyle had to guess that he was at least 300 pounds and his big belly was usually tucked nicely into a one-size-too-small button down that Kyle could never seem to take his eyes off of.

For some reason, his belly looked even bigger today. Perhaps it was just Kyle’s overactive imagination.

Kyle was so stuck in a gaze at the younger, trimmer Mr. Johnston that he didn’t even notice him re-enter the main room. He looked up and realized that Mr. Johnston was standing in the hallway without his shirt on! His big hairy ball gut rounded nicely below his meaty man tits. He could see the clear curve on the underside where his waist met his pants. The belt begged to be released.

“Uh, I was just looking at your old photos” Kyle managed to stammer after a moment of silence caught in a gaze at Mr. Johnston’s perfect belly.

“No problem Kyle. Anytime. I used to be more like you. Back in the day, back before getting married”, Mr. Johnston responded. “But now I got this beautiful tank!” He said as he slapped his belly on the side, emitting a sweet thump.

Kyle felt his dick begin to harden and he was searching his brain for what to do next. Mr. Johnston was straight, he thought, he couldn’t possibly know that I love men with big bellies. After all, who else could possibly like something so weird? He thought. But he noticed Mr. Johnston staring at him, slowly rubbing his belly in circles with his big meaty hand.

“Son, you don’t have to just stare” he finally started. “C’mon over here and feel it for yourself”. Mr. Johnston placed his hand firmly on his gut and welcomed the young man to it.

Kyle moved shyly towards the hallway, unsure of whether or not this was a dream. Here he was with his childhood crush, a man who had only gotten bigger and flabbier as time progressed about to indulge his fantasy. He hesitantly placed his hand on Mr. Johnston’s belly and began to rub it slowly.

“Yeah, that feels good” He heard Mr. Johnston say. “Fuck man, the wife has been stuffing me for 15 years straight man. I swear it’s like marriage is just designed to turn you to pot. Look at this fucker. I just measured the circumference yesterday, you know how big it is?”

Kyle couldn’t say a word, he could only stare and continue rubbing in concentric circles. He realized their bodies were only inches apart.

“Fuckin 70 inches man! Can you believe it!”

“Wow” was all Kyle could mutter. He wanted to say so much, but all he could get out was “so how much you weighin these days”. He meant for it to sound cool and non chalant, but it came out more hurried and nervous.

“You wouldn’t believe me bro. 350 fuckin pounds! Damn man, I’m turning into a fat pig. And everyone notices now too. I love my old button down shirts so I can’t imagine getting rid of them. Instead I just keep stretching them out and my gut gets more and more prominent. It’s so big even you were staring at it bud!”

Kyle couldn’t speak. Mr. Johnston had clearly noticed that Kyle was checking out his belly, but could all this really just be platonic play? Or was Mr. Johnston looking for something more.

“C’mon man, try and wrap your arms around my belly. Just try and see if you can touch both hands on the other side,” Mr. Johnston said.

Kyle was going nuts in his head but he realized he had a huge boner and was terrified what the big man would do if he noticed it.

“Oh that’s cool man, I’d… I’d rather not” He stammered, still completely mezmorized by the big man’s belly.

“Oh is it because of this?” Mr. Johnston said as he grabbed Kyle’s erect dick in his big hand.

Fuck! Thought Kyle, he’s found me out. Oh god, he’s gonna freak for sure!

“It’s cool man, I get it all the time when I rub this fucker. Something about having a big gut like this makes even us straight guys go crazy…” and with that Mr. Johnston pulled Kyle into him, pressing his dick into his sexy belly-flab.

Kyle was in complete ecstasy. He could even think, all he could do was rub Mr. Johnston up and down, rubbing his belly and feeling his size. As the minutes passed, he got into it more and more and was finally able to loosen up a bit. He kept looking at Mr. Johnston’s meaty tits and his nipples. He contemplated just grabbing them and sucking on them, but every time he got ready he freaked and just continued rubbing. Finally he couldn’t take it anymore and thrust his head Mr. Johnston’s left pec and started sucking.

“Oh damn man, that’s real nice. Fuck Kyle, never woulda thought you’d be one for this shit. I always noticed you starting at my belly, but it wasn’t till I saw you today, starting at my soaking wet shirt… that look… I could tell bud. That’s real nice, keep sucking you fuckin pig”. With his words Mr. Johnston was holding Kyle’s head to his chest, and Kyle was sucking as voraciously as he could.

“Real nice, stud. Just us two straight guys enjoying what it is to be men. Fuck yeah man, rub my gut and suck on my tits. The wife stopped doing that ages ago. Need to find other ways to get this big body to be appreciated.”

Kyle couldn’t believe what he was doing. He’d never been with another guy before and it was driving him wild. Mr. Johnston’s massive, beefy body was all his to rub and lick and it was driving him wild.

“Damn man, that’s one helluva a boner you got there bud,” Mr. Johnston said pulling Kyle’s cock out of his pants. “I’m not gay bro, but if you wanna jerk off on my big gut, feel free to go for it. Love to see someone else enjoying this fat slab of beef,” he said slapping, his round keg.

Kyle reached down and started jerking himself slowly, his dick up against Mr. Johnston’s beer gut. His dick was going crazy and he knew if he stroked too quickly he’d cum instantly. Mr. Johnston could tell how horny Kyle was and figured he’s egg him on.

“There we go boy. You like my big fat belly don’t you? Look how fucking big it’s gotten man. 60 fucking inches! Fucking marriage man, it’s blowing me up like a balloon,” Mr. Johnston said as he grabbed Kyle’s cock and pushed it right into his deep bellybutton.

“Haha, look at that man, it’s fuckable!,” he said excitedly. Kyle could barely speak.

“You love that don’t ya. Keep going, fuck my straight beer gut, feel how huge it is, we’re just two guys enjoying my fat, hairy gut. Damn man, look at my love handles and my tits! I’m such a fucking pig man, I need to keep this gut stuffed constantly,” he said as Kyle suddenly moaned.

“Oh yeah you like that? You like the idea of my gut getting stuffed? Well fuck bro, you wanna know what I ate right before I invited you over?”

Kyle was in ecstasy, he couldn’t wait to hear what kind of a huge meal his idol had scarfed down before he came over.

“First, let me fill you up a little,” said Mr. Johnston as he reached on the shelf and pulled down a container of whipped cream. He grabbed Kyle around the waist, pulled him close to his belly and began to poor the cream down his throat. Kyle couldn’t do anything so he just swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed.

“That’s a good pig. Eat it all Kyle, you gotta fill up that belly for me,” said Mr. Johnston. He wanted to tell him why he was filling him up, but he felt it wasn’t the right time. If only Kyle knew as he greedily slurped down the whipped cream that he was being prepared. Mr. Johnston began to go hard thinking about it, but realized he needed Kyle to finish off the container. He grabbed the boy tight and put his hand on Kyle’s now distended belly.

“There we go Kyle, just a little more. Keep filling it up, I wanna see all that whipped cream in you belly, trust me, it will be worth it,” he said.

Kyle finished the container and pulled his lips away from it, panting. “Wow, I’m fucking stuffed. Holy shit look at my belly!” Indeed Kyle’s belly had grown and was now holding 2 gallons of whipped cream.

Mr. Johnston licked his lips. He loved dessert.

“So now that I’ve eaten all of that, tell me what you had for dinner,” Kyle said eagerly.

Mr. Johnston realized now was the time to break the news to Kyle. He almost felt sad having to tell him, but hey, he was just a man, a man with needs, and he was simply fulfilling those needs. He shifted his massive figure towards Kyle, pulling him up against his big belly again and told him.

“I had a big meal man. 190 pounds of pure meat.” He leaned in close and whispered in Kyle’s ear, “I ate Kurt.”

“Kurt?” thought Kyle for a moment. His fantasy man was holding him to his belly and whispering in his ear. He was confused but still turned on.

“Yeah you know Kurt, the football jock? Damn he was a tasty meal, 190 pounds of pure beef”, :buuuuurp: Mr. Johnston let out a massive belch that shook Kyle. “There we go, he’s still settling in there. But don’t worry, I’m not going to eat you for a couple more hours. I want you to enjoy my big fat gut. Cum all over it. It’s going to be your new home so you better enjoy the fuck out of it. By tonight, I’m gonna be laying in bed, rubbing this massive belly, enjoying the two beefy studs I ate today.” Kyle just stared.

“I can already tell how delicious you’re going to be,” he said as he licked Kyle’s neck, then bent down to suck on his nipples for a moment.

“Mmmmmm, nice. You’ll be a tasty fucker I can tell. You better get in this gut soon, cause I’m gonna cum”.

Kyle was confused and scared, but something was turning him on. He didn’t want to die, but the thought of Kurt, the cute football jock inside Mr. Johnston’s distended belly just turned him on more. How much could this huge fuck in front of him actually eat? He was so close to cumming, when he heard a growl come from Mr. Johnston’s gut.

“Oh damn, looks like you’re outta luck dude, you better blow your load all over my gut right now, cause this fucker wants you. And it’s gonna take me at least 15 minutes to swallow all of you, cause you’re meaty and I already got one jock in my huge gut,” he said as he proudly slapped his big belly and let out another rumbling burp.

“Fuck man, I’m starving and your jock meat is just what my gut needs,” he said, pulling himself close to Kyle’s face.

Just then Kyle came moaning as he blew his load on Mr. Johnston’s huge gut. He couldn’t believe how hot it all was. Mr. Johnston just smiled and rubbed it all over his huge belly, and stared at the meal in front of him.

“I’m not gay Kyle, I have a wife, and I’m straight, but I do love the taste of young jock boys and I promise you, once you’re safely inside my hungry gut, I’ll jerk off and cum all over myself too. I hope you don’t mind being digested, cause I’m gonna take my time with this meal.”

Kyle wasn’t paying attention and didn’t even feel Mr. Johnston’s mouth as it wrapped around his head. He fought back a little, but was so tired from his sexual encounter he realized it was fruitless to fight such a huge studly man. Maybe Mr. Johnston’s belly would be a nice home, safe and warm for him.

Mr. Johnston, simply moaned as he stuffed the young jock down his throat caressing his beefy legs and tiny belly. His lips wrapped around his shoulders and before he even realized it, he was swallowing his chest. Mr. Johnston played with Kyle’s nipples with his tongue as the jock passed through his lips. He could tell Kyle enjoyed it.

He wished he could tell him how happy he was to be eating him. How tasty he was and how much easier it was to eat him, as opposed to Kurt, who had put up an awful fight earlier in the day. If only Kurt had just acknowledged like Kyle was now, that his destiny was to end up in this big man’s belly, he could’ve saved his energy and enjoyed it. Mr. Johnston enjoyed a little bit of a fight, but he was more than happy to be swallowing Kyle without problems.

Soon his lips were around Kyle’s tiny belly, forcing them to widen a little more as Mr. Johnston stood upright and lifted Kyle’s beefy legs into the air. Gravity would take over from here. He was glad Kyle had eaten all that whipped cream earlier; his tiny belly was ever so slightly rounder and fuller and he was looking forward to digesting his cream filled snack.

Mr. Johnston thought back to his meal earlier, Kurt. He had managed to tie him to a chair and put a funnel in his mouth. He loved watching him squirm as he told him of his fate and poured gravy and stuffing down his throat. He loved watching his jock belly expanding, filling up with the stuffing. By the time Kurt’s belly had maxed out with as much as he could fit in, Mr. Johnston couldn’t take it anymore. His gut was growling for his meal and he could see the pain in Kurt’s face from his distended belly. Without skipping a beat, Mr. Johnston poured some more gravy on Kurt and proceed to gobble up his stuffed turkey.

Kyle was his dessert: His tasty cream-filled jockboy, ready for the swallowing. As Mr. Johnston snapped back to reality, he realized Kyle’s supple ass had already slipped down his gullet and all that was left were his meaty calves and feet. His meal was coming to an end. With one greedy gulp, Mr. Johnston sucked the rest of Kyle down, his feet disappearing past the hungry man’s lips, plummeting into his belly.

Mr. Johnston could barely stay standing as the jock settled into his gut. Where his normally large belly had been now lumbered a massive round belly, filled with two young men. Mr. Johnston was now a massive round ball, his huge gut sticking out in front of him. His shirt had burst open and his belt had blown out during his meal. All he could do was stumble to the couch and lay back with his huge 120 inch gut rising in the air. His meal was still settling in.

“Damn son, you were so fuckin tasty. I wish you were still here to suck me off. Oh well,” he said as he started to jerk himself off. “Fuck Kyle, I wanted to tell you so bad, but I need to make sure my meals don’t escape, so I had to wait until I knew you were into my gut, then it was all in my favor. After all, I’m bigger so it’s natural for you to be my prey.” He said, stroking his massive tank in circles as he jerked his erect dick. “Fuck man, I’m so full with the two of you, I feel like I’m gonna burst!”

Mr. Johnston was now rubbing his gut in big circles, letting out big burps as he jerked himself off, hoping he could relieve some of the pressure in his enormous mound of a belly :buuuuurp: “Fuck bud, what a nice meal. I hope you feel comfortable in there. You’re about to become a part of me. Get digested in my greedy gut and turn into belly fat. But don’t worry, by the end of the weekend, this gut will settle down, so my wife won’t get suspicious when she comes home. I mean, I’ll still be about 10 inches bigger, but that explainable.”

Mr. Johnston could never explain how he was so turned on by eating young men, but he was. It wasn’t a gay thing, he just loved feeling the fuckers inside him, struggling to get out, and finally realizing their fate and being digested, becoming a part of him. He usually liked them to be young, but every now and then he’d eat someone around his age – a gardener or a mechanic here or there.

Mr. Johnston could feel himself getting ready to cum. “Fuck man, you two were so tasty. I wish you could’ve met Kurt. I think you were both gay and you probably would’ve enjoyed fucking around with each other before I devoured both of you. Two big tasty sides of beef. I think I could go for a third tomorrow. Maybe that guy Steve guy from the rugby team is free? Damn, he’d be tasty too. I can only imagine how it would feel to have all three of you stuffed into my gut, feel you all in there struggling as I digest you into my manly gut. Fuuuuuck.”

:buuuuuuuuuuuurp: His belch rumbled out from his deep belly and he watched his meal being compacted into a tighter ball. He could tell Kyle was struggling and part of him felt kind of bad.

“I’m sorry Kyle, but I can’t let you out. I promise I’ll digest you soon and it will all be over. You’ll be safe inside me and become a part of me, like all the other young jocks I’ve eaten. He rubbed his belly tenderly to calm the scared jock inside him.

He was close to cumming. “Don’t think I did this cause I hate you. On the contrary, I care about you Kyle. That’s why I had to eat you. I’m keeping you safe in my gut and helping us get closer together this way. I care about you a lot Kyle. You’re more than just sustenance for me. I could’ve eaten your weight in beef and it would’ve been the same. No, Kyle, you’re not just food, you’re a tasty meal and I’m gonna enjoy the hell out of digesting you tonight”.

Just then Mr. Johnston blew his load over his massive belly. “ooooooohhhhhhhhhh. BUUUUURP,” as he shot ribbons of cum all over his belly, he looked down and felt Kyle struggling again. It just turned him on more to think about what was happening inside his gut.

“Fuck man, damn that’s hot. Both of you in my huge gut. Fuck you tasty meals,” he said as he finished shooting.

Mr. Johnston collapsed on the couch and just laid there for a while, letting his meal settle and digestion begin. That night he jerked off a few more times and thought fondly of Kyle. He really did like Kyle. Hell, if he was gay, he probably would’ve wanted to date him. But he was straight and only wanted a nice meal, and Kyle certainly was the tasty snack that Mr. Johnston enjoyed. He kept rubbing his belly all night as he digested the two jocks, thinking about how delicious they were.

“Tomorrow, I’ll go for Steve”, he thought to himself. “What a tasty threesome.”

The End