LICKER & TRICKER (Part Two)
Lenny is feeling great! Andy feels like shit!
By: Undersavage

Lenny was stretched out on the bed, his hands massaging his impressive six-pack as it tensed and adjusted to crush and snuff the humiliated loser inside. Andy’s pointless struggles we’re beginning to weaken. But if he suffocated now, Lenny pondered, the fun would be over. Sucking him up his fabulous ass was easy. But would he be able to push him out alive and whole? As a soft inanimate turd, he’d be no trouble. “Yeah, let’s keep it simple, Andy. Just suffocate and die,” he gloated. “Or maybe you’d really like to know how it feels to be blown out like the piece of shit you are, Yeah?” Andy heard nothing of this. He was on the brink of losing consciousness in the squelches and gurgles of his ever-constricting surroundings.

Lenny realised that he’d have to be quick. He grabbed the towel from the floor and, arching his back, swiftly arranged it to cover the sheets beneath his butt and down to his calves where, if all went well, Andy would reappear. He flopped back, brought his knees up to his chest and clasped his hands across his shins. The sudden pressure on his abdominals convinced the man inside that death was but seconds away. Instead, the rectal walls jolted and convulsed, forcing him back toward the man-eating sphincter that had swallowed him just minutes before. Andy was again swapping places with the anal slurry he’d displaced on the way in. He had absolutely no inkling that he was but moments from freedom. Surely this was just the final torture before giving his life to satisfy a most bizarre sexual kick!

Lenny was panting and moaning, straining his gut muscles and tugging his knees rhythmically. “Yes! Oh, yes!” His asshole relaxed. With a variety of undignified splatters, Andy’s filthy head emerged. Lenny paused and listened. Suddenly, he heard a cough and a groan of relief. “You’re alive!” Lenny’s laughter was balanced on a knife-edge between pleasure and pain as he concentrated on preventing his rectum from performing the natural reflex of again sucking in that which he was desperate to expel. All he needed to do was to push out Andy’s shoulders to reverse his anal instinct. “Come on, loser!” His knees ever-hard against his chest, his heels drumming against his butt-cheeks, his inner flesh raw from abuse, Lenny groaned and pushed. “Remember, Andy, I sometimes put off taking a dump just for that ‘full’ sensation. And then I just let it all go in one orgasmic blast! Oh, fuck!” His entire body shuddered with immeasurable pleasure as Andy’s shoulders were squeezed out. He screamed, locking his arms down on his legs as he strained and pushed. Sweat trickled from his every pore, his face bright red, his eyes clamped shut. This was indeed the orgasmic blast for which he lived.

Andy’s torso was hurried out. His head and shoulders were pushed into the crumpled towelling. At last, his arms were free. He cleared his eyes and was once again staring at an all too familiar nut sac. His legs were still inside the hot wetness of Lenny’s ass, firm glutes and big feet on either side. The hideous dripping pout twitched before completely evicting him. For a few moments, he simply lay there panting and attempting to clear his head. Lenny swung round and sat on the edge of the bed, ensuring he didn’t blemish his clean sheets. He, too, was panting. “That was one ass-fuck!” Andy said nothing as he was bundled up in the towel and taken back to the bathroom. Lenny pushed the plug into the washbasin, turned on the taps and allowed his reluctant guest to tumble in.

“You okay?” Lenny asked as he sat down on the toilet and watched Andy cleaning up. Andy only nodded a reply and pointed to a bottle of shampoo next to the air freshener. Lenny reached over, picked up the bottle and squirted a stream of pink over Andy’s head. “Get yourself nice and clean for me,” Lenny added with a giggle as he proceeded to empty his rectum of butt mud. Andy, his eyes closed, luxuriated in the fruits of the forest foam and pleasantly warm water. “I can’t believe I got you all the way in,” Lenny confessed. “That felt so good , you struggling up my ass!”

“All I wanted to do was lick it. That’s what I do best: Lick ass,” Andy was clearly ashamed of his lowliness, “And sucking cock.”

“Guess you’re a bit too small for sucking cock now,” Lenny smiled. “So what’s it like?”

“Sucking cock or being too small to suck cock?”

“No, you fool! What’s it like up my ass!”

“From the outside, you have the most beautiful hole I’ve ever seen,” Andy revealed as he looked up into the huge face beaming down at him, “Just beautiful.” He continued to clean himself. “I couldn’t wait to get my tongue up there and eat you out. I never imagined it would eat me!”

“Yeah, but what’s it like up there? Tell me!”

“Fuck!” Andy brought his hands to his face. “I thought I was going to die, Lenny. I thought I was finished - Looking down at my body sliding up into yours. You jerking off into your hand and rubbing your jizz into my face and hair, and then pushing me in all the way!” Andy sighed. “Your tight asshole closing over my head and trapping me inside all that heat and stink.” He peered through his fingers: “That stink!” Andy shook his head. “I’m sorry, but in the space of a few seconds I realised that, for all of my sexually active life, I’ve been hopelessly attracted to something so totally disgusting. I was suffocating in sticky slime and the remains of your last dump , I was covered in your shit! I even ate your shit!”

“That’s funny!” Lenny giggled. “You covered in my bodily waste!” He leaned over the rim of the washbasin. “It felt so hot: You struggling in all that filth for my pleasure!”

“And that was the worst of it: Just knowing how much you were enjoying my suffering. If only you’d have told me that you weren’t going to let me die.” Andy and Lenny locked eyes. “So, that air freshener spray got me down to the size of a dildo. How do you get me back to normal?”

“I don’t.” Lenny grinned. “I can’t. I’m not David Copperfield. Anyway, if you’re normal size, how do I eat you?”

“Eat me?” Andy was again struck cold with fear. A hiss from the chemically enhanced air freshener had him close his eyes. “No, Lenny! Please, no! Not after all you’ve done to me already!”

“Hell! That was nothing to what I have planned for you next!” Lenny, still blowing out on the toilet, looked sternly at his distraught friend. “I’m going to swallow you alive, just to feel you suffering again but this time in my stomach. And this time it’s for keeps!”

“I’m begging you, don’t,” Andy snivelled as he splashed his way to the edge of the basin and looked deep into Lenny’s happy eyes. “You shrunk me down to the size of a circus freak. You sucked me up your ass and took away any self-respect I had left. Then you spared my life. Now you want to eat me!”

“Yeah,” Lenny agreed as he wiped his hole. “I’m messing with your mind, your body and soul all in one. That makes me feel good. Okay?”

With Andy now cleansed, Lenny reached into the basin and pulled out the plug. In a couple of seconds the discoloured water had drained away. Suddenly, Andy was tossed around in an icy torrent from the cold tap. Lenny hooted as he watched the terrified little man gasping and spluttering. The tap squeaked as Lenny shut it off. Andy shivered and trembled as a huge hand plucked him from the chilly ceramic and raised him aloft. “Don’t hurt me,” he dared to beg.

“Oh, I won’t,” confirmed Lenny, “Quite the opposite. I want you alive and fully conscious when you reach my belly. See, I really get off on making you suffer. And boy, are you going to suffer!” He pressed Andy against his abdominals. “Just think what it’s going to be like on the inside, Andy. Just think of all those juices waiting to dissolve you and turn you into brown stuff.” Andy, his face buried in Lenny’s smooth skin, couldn’t reply. “Remember that big fat steaming turd I dropped? Well, you’re next.” He lowered Andy to his pubic forest as he walked back to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. “This is making me so horny. Look at my dick!” He held Andy along his impressive length with his tiny face pushed against the sticky helmet. “What a shame you’re too small to suck it.”

Although alarmed at the realisation he’d again reduced in size, Andy said nothing as he warmed himself. The smells of Lenny’s sweat, cock-cheese and semen were irresistibly arousing. He felt his own comparatively small erection growing. Without being prompted, he closed his eyes and began licking. Lenny was amazed. He loosened his grip to allow Andy to embrace his twitching boner. He didn’t care whether or not Andy was trying to win his affections , It felt good and looked great!

“I going to eat you now,” Lenny whispered, after several minutes of unexpected pleasure. “You’re a piece of meat, soon to be a piece of shit.” Unwrapping Andy’s arms from his penis, he lifted him in his right hand as he leaned back on his left. “This is your big moment!” The meal-to-be, now but seven or eight inches in height, was turning crimson in the tight embrace. “See my neck?” Lenny tipped back his head. “That’s where you’re going!”

“Please, Lenny,” Andy said at last. “This is murder!”

“And where will the evidence be?” Lenny chuckled, “In my guts! I can’t see the police department picking through my morning dump tomorrow. ˜I found the missing guy, Lieutenant. It’s this piece of shit!’ Can you?”

Like the rest of Lenny, his lips were beautiful , even as they began to open, revealing a most capable and hungry mouth. Andy was again plunged into horrified silence as he looked into the soft pink wetness. The hot cave dripped in anticipation. Lenny’s massive tongue jutted out , thick and quivering. It tensed and relaxed as Andy’s face and upper torso were slid on board. The victim’s pulse rate doubled as he felt the tender muscle welcoming his skin. Information overload: Vessels and veins, rushing breath, quivering reds and purples, slime and mucous, big strong teeth, a stretching throat! As he was released into the void, Andy peered into the downward shaft of Lenny’s cruel gullet. He slithered head first toward gigantic tonsils embedded in layers and folds of hot pliable flesh.

That tenderly caressing tongue, those pert tonsils and all surrounding tissue suddenly seemed to amalgamate into one flexing funnel of suction, heat and deathly darkness. Andy’s legs kicked farewell to freedom and life, and vanished between the most kissable lips in town. His entire being was squeezed and drenched, his ears stabbed by the pain of increasing air pressure. Struggling for breath, he found himself drinking in the spit of his eater to the point of almost drowning. The confusing downward rush gave way to a rib-crushing squeeze through an eager circle, and beyond to the breath-taking horrors of a starving stomach in all its stinking blackness.

Andy thrashed wildly in the acidic confines of Lenny’s belly. He could breathe again, but only the fumes afforded him by his captor’s digestive tract. As his skin felt the unforgiving singe of this hydrochloric hell, he wished he could just die there and then. How was it possible for someone as good-looking and sexy as Lenny to be so utterly ruthless and cruel? “I just wanted to be your licker!” The stomach lining was closing in and manipulating its catch. Stimulated by the presence of food, it oozed destructive fluids.

Lenny, still perched on the edge of the bed, was nothing less than delighted with Andy’s struggles. This was sex. This was power. He’d reduced his victim to a human dildo. He’d reduced his victim to begging for his life. He’d reduced his victim to meat. He was about to reduce his victim to shit. “Fuck, that’s so funny! I meet you. I mistreat you. I eat you. I excrete you!” He shook with laughter and poked at his flexing abdomen. “Suffer, little Andy. Suffer!” He sat bolt upright and belched. Andy gave one final kick and sank into eternity.

The canister of air freshener was still two thirds full.

The End