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"Oh! Me next! Eat me!" they tell me, and yet they squirm and panic after I gobble them up! Good grief...

Anyways, enjoy some Tummy Tuesday: Vore Edition~

Three strikes, and you're out!

That was the last thing that this poor prey had heard before being swallowed up Simon's ass. The prey wasn't the greatest on the team, and just could never get a hit. and kept striking out. He was warned, mess up again, and you'll be sorry, but he just struck out again.

Simon told his prey, "Third time, too many. If you want to learn how to play baseball, you need to watch me play, and I don't mean in the distance, I mean close up, REALLY close up." 

And so it happened that the pred got close to him, and subdued him, knocking the prey to the floor before introducing him to his bubble ass. He presses the prey against his tight pucker, and the prey slowwwly slid in. 

"Mmm, fuck yeah...that's the stuff." 

The prey was kicking and thrashing but it only made the pred's ass lock around him tighter. Simon's ass swelled and got fatter, pretty noticable in his tight uniform. 

"Alright fucker, I'll let you go when I feel like you have learned your lesson, but in the meantime, you're stuck with me..."

Whenever anyone asked Simon of the prey's whereabout's he simply told them, "He decided to quit for a little bit, but don't worry, he's getting a little practice in with me..." 

Ryan and Tyler knelt side by side on the couch, backs arched, two muscular asses pushed out invitingly in the warm afternoon light. Ryan’s tiny striped thong disappeared between his firm cheeks, while Tyler’s colorful one was completely lost in the deep cleft of his thicker, meatier ass.

They both looked back with cocky grins.

“Time to choose, dude,” Ryan said, deliberately flexing so his hole twitched.

Tyler grinned wider and gave his heavy ass a firm slap, making the flesh ripple. “Pick already. You’ve been fantasizing about this for weeks.”

After a long, nervous pause, he stepped behind Tyler.

Tyler’s smirk widened. “Good choice.”

The moment their friend pressed his face between those sweaty, warm cheeks, the thick, musky scent of Tyler’s ass filled his nose. Tyler flexed hard. His slick, incredibly hot hole stretched open with a wet, obscene schlorrrrp and swallowed the guy’s head in one powerful motion.

The heat was immediate and overwhelming — like sliding into a tight, velvet furnace. The rippling walls squeezed and pulsed around his head, slick with sweat and natural lube, dragging him deeper with every greedy contraction.

“Fuuuuck,” Tyler groaned deeply, his voice thick with pleasure as he pushed back. The wet, filthy sounds of his ass devouring someone echoed through the room.

Ryan watched with a smirk, slowly stroking himself. “Shit, listen to those sounds… he’s really going down.”

Tyler’s powerful glutes flexed again and again, the heavy muscle rippling as more of his prey slid inside. The tight ring stretched over shoulders, then chest, the intense pressure and slippery heat making every inch feel overwhelming. Their friend’s muffled struggles only made Tyler moan louder.

With a wet GLRRRP, the guy’s hips slipped inside. Tyler reached back, grabbed his kicking legs, and shoved them in. One final, long shllluuuuurp and his hole sealed tight.

Tyler’s stomach ballooned outward heavily, now visibly full and round. He let out a long, satisfied groan as he rubbed the big, squirming bulge, feeling every desperate push and kick against his insides.

“God damn… he feels so fucking good in there,” Tyler panted, sweat glistening on his back. The heavy gut gurgled loudly as it settled around its new occupant.

Ryan leaned over and pressed a hand into the moving belly, feeling the clear outlines. “Lucky fucker. He’s really squirming for you.”

Inside, their friend was surrounded by crushing heat, constant wet squeezing, and the thick, rhythmic pulsing of Tyler’s guts. The air was thick, humid, and heavy with Tyler’s scent as the muscular walls kneaded him relentlessly.

I sat on the top wooden bench in the private sauna, sweat dripping down my muscular back as I held my phone up, filming my reflection in the mirror. The blue cap was still backwards on my head, and the intense heat had my whole body shining. The camera light was on — I was live.

“Yo, what’s up guys,” I said with a cocky smirk, flexing my back a little for the viewers. “Sauna recovery stream is popping off tonight. Y’all kept begging for something crazy… so I brought a special guest.”

Behind me, the nervous but eager fan who’d paid for private access was kneeling on the lower bench. He thought he was just gonna watch me sweat and maybe get a close-up or two.

He was wrong.

I glanced back at him, then turned to the camera again. “Say hi to tonight’s meal, chat.”

Before he could react, I leaned forward, reached back with both hands, and spread my thick, sweaty cheeks wide. My hole was already slick from the heat. I pressed my ass right against his face and flexed hard.

SCHLRRRRP.

His head slipped inside me with almost no resistance. The rush of tight, burning heat around him made me groan loudly, deep and satisfied. I kept the phone steady, still recording everything as I slowly pushed back, working his shoulders past my greedy ring.

“Fuuuuck… feel that, boys?” I panted, voice husky. “He’s going in live on stream.”

I rocked my hips deliberately, feeding more of him inside. His muffled screams vibrated nicely through my guts as my powerful ass swallowed his chest, then his waist. The stretch felt incredible. Every squirm, every panicked push of his hands against my cheeks only made me harder and more turned on.

I reached back, grabbed his hips, and shoved firmly.

GLRRRP—SHLLLUUUP.

His legs kicked wildly for a few seconds before I flexed one last time and sucked them completely inside. My hole closed tight, and my stomach ballooned outward instantly — heavy, round, and obviously full. The clear shape of his curled-up body pressed against the inside of my gut.

I leaned back against the sauna wall, breathing hard, and turned the camera toward my swollen belly. I rubbed it slowly, showing off every detail to the live audience.

“Look at that…” I chuckled, giving my stuffed gut a firm slap that made it wobble. “He went from fan to full belly in under two minutes. Chat is going crazy right now.”

I relaxed on the bench, sweat still rolling down my back and shoulders, gently massaging the heavy, squirming bulge in my stomach while the sauna stayed nice and hot.

“He’s safe in there… for now,” I told the camera with a wicked grin. “But I’m keeping him packed away until this stream ends. Might let him out later… or maybe I’ll just carry him home like this.”

I gave my gut another possessive rub as it gurgled loudly around its new occupant.

“Best tip I’ve ever gotten. Thanks for the content, bro.”

The live chat was exploding as I sat there, shirtless, sweaty, cap still on, proudly showing off my full belly to thousands of viewers.

I really shouldn’t have walked into his streaming room.

The second the door clicked shut behind me, he turned his head slightly, those white headphones still on, and gave me a hungry smirk that made my stomach drop.

“Perfect timing,” he muttered.

Before I could even back up, he reached behind himself, spread one of those massive, round cheeks, and flexed. His hole twitched obscenely, already slick and open.

“Wait— dude, what the fuck are you doing?!” I shouted, panic surging through me.

I tried to turn and run, but he was faster. He shoved the chair back slightly and slammed his heavy ass straight into my face. The heat and weight were overwhelming. I barely had time to scream before his hole stretched wide with a disgusting wet SCHLRRRP and swallowed my head in a single powerful motion.

“NO! STOP! LET ME OUT!” I screamed, but the sound was instantly muffled inside the crushing, sweltering tunnel of his ass. The walls were impossibly tight, rippling and squeezing around my skull like they were alive.

He let out a deep, satisfied groan and pushed back harder. I felt my shoulders forcibly shoved inside as his greedy ring stretched over them. I thrashed wildly, trying to pull my head back out, but every struggle only seemed to turn him on more.

“Fuck… keep fighting,” he moaned from outside, voice thick with pleasure. “Makes it feel so much better.”

I was panicking hard now. My arms flailed uselessly as he rocked his hips, working more of me inside. My chest disappeared between those heavy cheeks with a sickening GLRRK, followed by my stomach. The pressure was crushing. The heat was unbearable. Thick, slimy fluids coated my face and upper body as his guts pulled me deeper.

“PLEASE! I DON’T WANT THIS!” I begged, voice hoarse and muffled. “I’M NOT FOOD!”

He just laughed and reached back with one hand, grabbing my ass and shoving me in harder. My hips popped inside with a wet squelch. My cock was dragged along unwillingly, scraping against his tight inner walls as my legs kicked desperately outside the chair.

“No no no— STOP! Someone help me!!”

But no one was coming. He was streaming with his noise-canceling headphones on. The whole time he was casually swallowing me alive, his viewers probably just thought he was sitting there playing his game like normal.

With one final, powerful flex of his glutes, my kicking legs were sucked inside. My feet slipped past his hungry hole with a final shllluuuurp, sealing me completely inside his ass.

I was curled up tight in the boiling, pulsating depths of his guts, thrashing as hard as I could in the crushing darkness. The walls squeezed and kneaded me mercilessly from every angle, pulling me even deeper into his digestive system.

I could feel him settling comfortably back into his gaming chair, his body relaxing as he went back to clicking and typing like nothing had happened.

“Mmm… fuck, you’re a feisty one,” his voice rumbled around me. “Struggle all you want. You’re not coming out until you’re just a thick load of shit I’ll flush later.”

Every small shift of his body, every laugh, every little movement in that chair made his insides crush me tighter. The acids were already starting to tingle and burn against my skin. I kept fighting, screaming, crying… but it was useless.

Trapped deep inside this cocky gamer’s fat ass, slowly digesting while he played his games and chatted with his viewers like I was nothing more than a secret, squirming meal.

Bruce was always somewhat of an irritant. For starters, he was someone who loved burping and farting a lot to your chagrin. In fact, he would often wake you up by letting one rip in your face. He was a muscular 22 year old with slick black hair and hazel eyes and a tanned complexion.

"I've had enough of your BS, now it's time for you to get up my butt!"

Kyle raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Beg your pardon?"

"You heard me! You're nothing but butt food now!"

Without warning, Bruce came down hard on Kyle letting it rip over his nostril. "Gah! Gross, man!"

"That will be your new home for now on!"

Bruce slipped off his black slacks revealing white tighty whities so thin, it left little to the imagination. He had a full, rounded out ass with two perfectly sculpted butt cheeks. He then slipped off his undergarments letting it all hang out.

Before Kyle could react, Bruce blew rancid air in his face as he lowered his posterior onto Kyle. "That's right; breathe it all in, loser!"

Kyle tried to keep his mouth shut, but he caught himself "sampling" some of the putrid slime lining Bruce's anal passage. He wanted to vomit, but that would just make things worse. Another fart crawled out from the deepest pit of Bruce's bowels and washed over Kyle.

Laughing, Bruce wiggled his hips, collecting Kyle's neck. "You have no idea how much I wanted to do this."

Grunting, he forced Kyle's shoulders into his pucker as he started to sit down. He licked his lips somehow "tasting" his roommate.

Kyle's screaming face worked itself up his rectum and appeared as a crude bulge before ascending up his intestines. Yawning, Bruce's pucker wrapped around Kyle's shoulders and slurped them in less than 2 seconds. Bruce moaned, rubbing the bulge of his roommate's head as it broke the sphincter to his stomach.

"Oh, fuck yeah."

Slime trickled down Kyle's shirt as the increasing mass claimed his chest accompanied by the pressure of Bruce sitting down. Kyle himself was also pretty well-built. Pity that he couldn't have acted sooner to get this mad man off him. Bruce's butt cheeks slid down his abdomen like the slipping on of a latex glove. From the outside, there was a rippling wave of movement which masked the urgency that Kyle was truly feeling in that moment.

Bruce increased the pressure, remorselessly slurping down Kyle's pelvis whilst bouncing his hips on Kyle's erect cock. It was probably a result of all the sucking that made Kyle stiffen up, but Bruce could care less.

Kyle kicked incessantly in hope for gaining some leverage, but Bruce was quicker, engulfing his calves and slowly advancing towards his lower legs. In two swift motions, Kyle's legs disappeared into the pit of Bruce's ass. A fart loosened up one of Kyle's socks and plopped to the floor.

Bruce rubbed his distended belly in satisfaction delighting in seeing Kyle squirm around from within his stomach.

"Guess I don't need to share a room anymore, lol."

"Oh, well you see, he felt kinda horny, and so did I. He asked me if I could let him unload in my ass, and well, I couldn't say no, I heard he was a pretty good fucker from a lot of people, and shit...he wasn't wrong....best time of my life..."

"Okay? Well where is he now?"

"Well, I was going to get to that. See my ass kinda got tired and hungry, and well it kinda just sucked him in. Cock first, and then whole. Fuck, I felt it stretching and shit. It felt sooooo goood...."

"Wait, he's in your ass?" You didn't understand what Derrek was talking about. You have heard Derrek had a knack of making his boyfriends disappear. Perhaps...no, it couldn't mean...Shawn would have met the same fate...

Derrek positioned himself, spread his ass open, showing his hairy and pink hole, with his cock hanging underneath, while looking back at you. 

He was starving. As he walked out onto the snow covered, basement patio, he stumbled across one of the pillars of the patio on the main floor. Gary had been gaming so much that he had forgotten to eat almost all day, and his stomach had finally spoken up. Loudly. It growled viciously.

“Easy, my guy, I’m working on it!” Gary said, clutching his stomach. He hadn’t known he could be this hungry. He had ordered some pizza from a local favorite spot and was waiting for it to arrive, but it was taking its time. His hunger was only getting worse. He decided to get some air, hoping that may calm him down, but the cool, winter air didn’t seem to be working.

Finally, he heard a car park outside of his house. With any luck, his pizza had arrived. A few moments later, a gentleman walked the side of the house and found himself on the patio. Looking down, he spotted Gary.

“Hey! I got your order!” The man shouted down.

“Great! I’ll be right up!” Gary said, starting to walk but then stopping as his stomach growled again. “Urgh!” was all he got out. Then, after catching his breath, he said “On second thought, can you bring it down here?”

“Uh, sure, just a sec,” the delivery man said. As he went to turn to make it to the stairs, the ice that had pooled on the patio caused him to slip some. With the weight of the pizza and wings in his hand (and there were multiple), he lost his balance and stumbled over the ledge. “Whoa!” He said, trying to catch himself.

Gary looked up and saw he was about to fall over the edge, pizza and all. He wanted to help but his stomach was killing him and only getting worse. Without even thinking, Gary said softly “I’m sorry, dude…” and he kicked the pillar of the patio. Doing so caused the delivery man to completely fall over the edge, first him and then the pizzas raining down behind him. Instinctively, Gary opened his mouth as wide as he could. He wasn’t sure what he would catch, if anything, but he needed something in his stomach immediately.

It all happened so fast. The delivery man’s face went from confusion to fear as he barreled towards Gary, seeing an open throat waiting for him. He closed his eyes as he made contact. In a flash, the delivery man disappeared into Gary’s mouth, followed by one pizza, then another, then another, and, lastly, a large order of boneless wings.

Gary’s clothing exploded as his stomach instantly swelled out, going from empty to accommodating not only a large amount of food but an entire person as well. Gary closed his mouth and swallowed what little was still in his throat. He had strong, labored breaths, as he steadied himself with the pillar. He faced up to the sky, feeling the cool air on his face and smiled faintly. His stomach had stopped growling and it was no longer cramping. He was finally full, and it felt good!

He put a hand on his stomach, feeling the firmness, and looked down. As he did, his stomach faded. His stomach was enormous, arguably larger than a giant exercise ball. It stood several feet in front of him and was solid as a rock. The hair was stretched incredibly thin.

“Ah, shit…” Gary said, as he felt movement from inside of him, followed by some yelling.

“What the hell, man?! Did you swallow me?!” came a voice from within, somewhat muted.

“Uh…yeah, sorry about that. I was beyond starving and not thinking clearly,” Gary said, giving it a soft rub. He didn’t say it out loud but having all that food and the delivery guy sitting inside of him felt amazing. Gary was surprised that he didn’t feel sorry anymore.

“You gotta get me out, dude! It’s cramped in here!” the voice from the delivery man said.

“I would but…I’m not sure how. Sorry,” Gary sai. He smirked to himself. Truly, he didn’t know what he was going to do. It’s not like he could throw him up. It took way too much force to get the delivery man in here. That is where he was gonna stay.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing as I looked down from the balcony that overlooked the front entryway of the church. When I saw what was happening, I quickly crouched down to hide myself so that I was now looking through the rails of the balcony. I wasn’t even supposed to be out here, should have been inside the chapel with the rest of our family and friends waiting for first the groom and his best man to enter and walk to the front of the church, and then the bride, my sister, to come in so the wedding could commence.

But I’d forgotten my camera outside in my car, so I’d quickly made my way up the stairs to a door that led to the balcony overlooking the entryway. I could’ve just gone through the door that led out into the entryway that everyone had entered earlier, but I didn’t want to make a scene since everyone was already sitting down in the pews and it would be awkward getting up from my spot and walking all the way back there, so I opted to take a round about way by heading up to the balcony and going down the stairs out there to get outside.

That’s when I saw this: my brother-in-law to be, David, bent over with his nice dress pants pulled down exposing his ass to his best man, who was bringing his face closer to it. My eyes widened in shock as he buried his face in my sister’s fiancee’s ass, letting out a happy moan while David stifled a groan of his own. I watched with mounting anger as the man my sister loved was rimmed by his best man ON HIS WEDDING DAY of all days! That bastard, how dare he do this to my sweet sister, fucking another man just minutes before he’s to be married to her!

I was about to storm down the stairs in fury and start yelling when, as I stared down from my perch, David reached a hand back, pressing it against his best mans head, and pushed hard. I heard a muffled yelp from the the other man and watched in horror and shock as the best man’s head disappeared into my soon to be brother-in-laws ass. I covered my mouth to stop a gasp from escaping as I watched David lean back and his best man’s shoulders slid into him as well. I could just make out the man’s muffled screams as he thrashed about.

As David’s hungry ass slid down his friends chest and stomach, it finally hit me what was happening. My brother-in-law to be was swallowing his best man with his ass, suit and all!!! My brain was screaming at me to do several different things at once; the major ones being to run away screaming back into the church, to go down these stairs and try to help the man currently being devoured by my sister’s fiancee’s ass. I did none of those things though as I stared, frozen in shock and morbid fascination as David’s best man, who as far as I knew, was his best friend, slid more and more into his ass, kicking and shouting within him.

When the man’s feet slipped between David’s meaty asscheeks, his shiny black dress shoes were forced off and dropped to the floor with a clatter. Then he was gone. The groom stood up, tugging up his pants and buttoning them again and rubbing a loving hand over his astonishingly still flat abdomen.

“Sorry man, but I had to do it. You saw how much I was freaking out, and swallowing a guy always gives me a rush of confidence and power and I REALLY need that right now. Thanks dude, you saved the wedding” Somehow I doubted his best man was comforted by his words. I didn’t know what to do now. I’d just witnessed the man who would soon be my brother in law devour his best man with his ass, whole and alive. He was probably still alive in there too, and yet I was still crouching there, peering down through the railing bars of the balcony and watching as David adjusted his suit and grabbed his best man’s fallen shoes, discarding them in the trash a few feet away. I really should have gone back into the chapel.

That was when my phone buzzed. It was on silent, but the sound of the vibration in the practically silent entryway of the church was loud enough for the groom to hear. I watched in horror as he glanced up, his eyes meeting mine and widening in recognition as he saw me. Shit.

I stood up, fully intending to run back into the church full of people to safety. But in the long minutes I’d been crouching there, my legs had fallen asleep and gone stiff. As I stood, my jelly-like legs gave out and I tumbled backwards, away from the door that would be my salvation.

Instead I dropped, rolling down the stairs I’d been perched at the top of and striking my head on the floor at the bottom with a loud crack. My vision blurred and stars dotted my sight as I lay there on my back on the cold tiled floor. I groaned, closing my eyes for a moment until the world stopped spinning. When I opened them again, my vision was clear, but what I saw caused my heart to skip a beat; my sisters fiancé was standing over me, fingers working to undo his pants with a somber, regretful expression on his face.

“Oh Tristan…” he said almost sadly, shaking his head. “I really wish you hadn’t seen that.”

He responds by pulling you close as he whispers in your ear.

“Thanks but I look better with a bulging gut actually..”

He opens his mouth wide and shoves you in head first and quickly shovels you downwards as his sculpted and suddenly stretch and distend as you were shoved and compressed inside the confines of his tight gut.

He grinned as you curled up, unable to move as he rubbed his gut and playfully tugged on the leather.

Hey man, I left my lunch, can you run it by my work today?

As much as I didn’t like sharing an apartment with John, I couldn’t help but always do favors for him, something about him made it impossible to ever refuse.

I quickly shot off a reply: yeah, I’ll bring it for ya, see you in a few hours.

As the morning ended & the afternoon started, I drove out to the farm my roommate worked on, and made note that no one else seemed to be in any of the barns or fields. As I parked, I called John & followed the instructions he gave me.

As I turned the corner, there he was, bent over the wheel of a tire with his jeans just below his ass.

“Uh, hey, I’m here.” The words felt stuck in my throat as I mentally drooled over what I was seeing.

John glanced behind him and smirked at me, “I know, and just in time, I was getting hungry. Before I eat my lunch, I have something for you,” he responded.

I couldn’t believe this was happening. John had known I was gay for a few years now, since before we became roommates. I’d never hit on him, and thought I kept my gawking at him subtle and unnoticed. Maybe I was wrong?

“I was always taught to eat your meal before dessert, but how do you feel about some cake?” His voice sounded genuine, and he wiggled his ass my way.

“Uh, I don’t know man. I don’t want things to be awkward between us after.” I could feel myself blushing, warmth spreading not just across my cheeks but my entire body.

“I’m not worried about what happens after. I’ve seen you looking at me. I thought you might want to finally get to taste what you’ve been drooling over.” His confidence was hard to ignore, there was no hesitation, I was the only one making this something weird.

The breeze in the air changed directions, and it was like I was suddenly swimming in his musk. I’d become familiar enough with his scent to know it was him, and he’d never smelt more intoxicating. I thought I was glued to the spot until I came back to the moment as my knees hit the ground, as I was kneeling behind him, his ass on display in front of me, and my mouth nearly watering from how turned on I was.

“Good boy. Don’t worry, you can start with a kiss on the cheeks. We don’t have to rush this.” As his voice washed over me, I could feel the warmth intensify, and without thinking about it I felt my lips make contact with his meaty cheeks, one at a time.

His ass felt warm, and smelt even more incredible when I was closer. What started as simple pecks, became at attempt to make out with his cheeks, I could feel their muscles beneath his fat flexing and moving as they responded to my touch.

“Go ahead, I know what you want to do, and I’m tired of waiting for it. Kiss my shit hole, make out with it.” His voice became more stern than it had, but I couldn’t disobey him. I spread each cheek with one of my hands, and felt another wave of warmth radiate from John as I spread them open & revealed his hole. It was beautiful. I started by quickly running my tongue along the crack, feeling his sweaty cheeks leaving my face wet. Then as my tongue touched his hole, I started to make out with his shit hole. As I lost myself in the moment, I felt something strange happen. My tongue had easily been going in and out of his hole, but suddenly it’s like his ass was starting to pull me in.

I felt the pressure increase around my head as I found myself to my shoulders in his ass. I knew I should be fighting, trying to get out, but as I heard John’s moans and became overwhelmed with the warmth of being in his hole, I became more frenzied. His hole started to work me further in, swallowing my torso within a few minutes, John moaning as he swallowed me more and more.

Eventually, I felt his hole working to swallow me as my hard cock was pressing against his hole. I felt John rock back and forth a few times before I slid even further in, an orgasm washing over my entire being like I’d never felt before. I was truly lost, only focused on being inside John as quickly as I can. I started kicking my feet to force myself in for him.

“good luck in there, man, but in 24 hours, we’re going to learn if you can reform or if I leave you a steaming digested pile of waste in your bathroom.” I heard his words, muffled but still discernible.

I knew I should keep fighting, especially knowing this is likely ending in my own death, but as I felt my feet slip into John’s hole, and I was surrounded by his body, I knew I was right where I wanted to be.

Nick smiled at him from across the room as he loosened his tie, "make yourself comfortable."

"I- I uh... I don't really do this often," Jake stammered out.

Nick walked across the room and rubbed the top of his hand, "there's no pressure. We don't even have to do anything if you don't want to."

"No, no I want to, I'm just.." Jake started.

Nick reached up and leaned Jake down by the back of the head into a kiss. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, shocked and amazed at the same time.

'Oh god, oh fuck, he kissed me,' he panicked to himself, 'he actually kissed me oh fuck, he's so hot and he kissed me.'

He felt his shirt being untucked on his right side followed by the warm presence of Nick's palm on his bare skin. Nick pulled away for a second and put their foreheads together, "It can't be comfortable for you to lean that far, why don't we move over here?"

Nick led him to the couch and climbed onto his lap. At 6'5, Jake still leaned his neck to kiss him. He felt his shirt get pulled up further as warm, soft hands rubbed his sides.

'He's so hot and he likes me, oh shit what do I do? How do I touch him back? Does he want me to? Oh fuck'

Jake slid his hand under the back of Nick's shirt and traced the back of his spine all the way to his neck. He felt Nick's bulge thrust against his chest for a moment before Nick pulled away from the kiss and took off his shirt. He came back into the kiss hard, pulling at Jake's hair and pushing him against the couch.

Jake responded by grabbing his ass hard, which got a soft moan out of Nick. He pulled at Nick's hair started to take the lead as Nick let out soft moans and leaned into his touch. Jake turned them around, pressing Nick into the cushions of the couch as he kissed him hard.

His mind raced, 'he likes this, he likes me, fuck he's even hotter when he moans,' as he kissed Nick harder. He ran a hand down from Nick's pillowy pecs down to his soft belly and gave a rough grab. Nick put his arms around Jake's head and started to open his mouth wider, taking in Jake's lower jaw.

Jake moved his hands to Nick's pecs and gave a squeeze as Nick flexed them and continued to open his mouth wider, drawing Jake's entire face inside. Jake moaned as the opening to Nick's throat grazed his cheeks, "oh fuck..."

Nick moved Jake's hand to his thick arm and let him feel him flex as he took the first swallow that pulled Jake in to his neck. He placed his other hand between Jake's thighs and rubbed tent between them before giving another swallow.

'Oh fuck yes, he's gonna do it,' Jake thought, his heart pounding. Nick gave another swallow that pulled his shoulders in and Jake wiggled forward, moving himself in faster.

Nick gave a slight gag as Jake forced his way in faster than Nick had intended followed by another gulp. Jake kept pushing, eager to slide all the way down, and felt Nick's body constrict around him violently.

Nick's stomach churned at the force Jake was pushing forward with. Another gulp and Jake's chest was inching down his throat - until he gave another push down. Nick's body responded immediately and he nearly threw his date up, but Jake's next well-timed push forced him to swallow, and in a single gulp his knees were at the top of Nick's throat.

A few pained, fast swallows followed and Nick felt Jake settle fully into his stomach. He moaned, not at the man nearly a foot-and-a-half taller than him crammed in his belly, but at the irritation in his throat from his overeager guest.

Jake squirmed as the warm stomach walls squeezed him tightly. "Oh fuck, it's even better than I thought it would be..." he said to himself.

"Dude.." Nick said, stifling a belch, "that's not safe."

Jake didn't hear him over the low groans of his angry stomach. He reached into his pants and rubbed his cock as his host's stomach let out low, aggressive sounds.

Outside, Nick was pulling his pants down. Guys this size stretched his stomach until it hurt in just the right way. Every time Jake shifted he felt the area grow almost too tight to stand before easing up again. When he heard Jake moaning inside of him, he couldn't contain himself and started to grind on his massive belly.

'Oh fuck I'm actually inside of him,' Jake thought to himself as he rubbed away, 'he's so hot and he ate me.'

Neither of them lasted long, both blowing their loads at nearly the same time. Nick let out a deep sigh, savoring the feeling of his overstuffed belly. He gave a small burp and started to push, but felt nothing coming. Jake shifted inside, letting out a small sigh.

Nick gave a harder push this time, one that would usually send a guy flying, but nothing. His throat prickled at the struggle from earlier and he gave another push, this time leaning down against the floor to try and push Jake out, but nothing. Jake stirred again, "everything okay?"

He gave another hard push, but nothing. "I uh... I can't get you up."

Jake got still. "What do you mean?"

Nick felt himself start to sweat, "Uh... I uh... I think you forcing your way down did something. My throat hurts and I can't... I can't force you out."

Jake started to shift more, his thrashing giving Nick an exhilarating mix of pleasure and pain. "What are you saying? I can't stay in here."

Nick gave a few more heavy heaves, but nothing. His belly gave a few gurgling sounds, which only made Jake thrash wildly. "I - OOF - I'm trying, but nothing is - oh fuck, you're kicking hard - I can't get anything up."

Jake started to punch and kick Nick from the inside like he was fighting his way out. The feeling woke something in Nick again as he felt his cock press against the shaking outside of his gut. "Dude, I'm sorry b - fuck - but I can't... I can't do anything. I'm trying but you just won't come up."

"LET ME OUT," Jake screamed. Nick's belly gave a few low groans and tightened around his thrashing meal, "YOU CAN'T EAT ME."

Nick let out a small burp, "I can't stop it. My stomach doesn't know the difference, it just - UURP - it just..." he trailed off. Nick was thrusting against his belly again, the painful stretching pushing against his stomach completely overwhelming him.

After an hour, the struggling had stopped and Nick's stomach was making louder and louder sounds. He came twice since realizing he couldn't spit Jake back up, and was on the edge again at the feeling of his stomach softening and churning what was inside. When he came again, he laid on his belly and listened to the sounds of his former date churning inside of him.

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He woke in the morning to find his stomach had shrunk significantly, and when he stood he felt the weight of his meal shifting in his intestines. He let out a wet burp and lifted himself off the ground, his belly hanging low. The warm water of the shower woke him up as he lowered himself to the floor. He gave his stomach a rub as he wrapped his arms around it, "somehow you look even sexier like this."