Colby’s Meditation






Sophomore year of college, I was paired with a random roommate, Colby. He was a real hippie: big into yoga, quinoa, lighting candles, stuff like that. One of those white guys who’s really into Eastern philosophy.






Colby didn’t look much like a hippie, though.

I can’t believe it’s already been a year. I never thought that I would last this long.
I have told Ven my interest in getting eaten by him but after what happened a year ago with Justin — I still remember it like it was yesterday. I was there. I was literally right there. He had his mouth agape in front of me, his warm breath hitting my face. The glistening of his mouth as saliva stretched from one point to another.
One of my best friends just got eaten by the other the previou

It was a quite morning for Trevor as he lounged his his chair, both hands massaging the inflated tube of man meat that was currently his cock. His nuts, yoga-ball sized and heavy, rested atop the soft carpet of his living room, while his tender glands sat atop his left shoulder, drizzling and then pulling in a small clump of pre as if asleep.
 
His meal was still churning within his nuts, and while his thighs were starting to get sore after sitting spread out like they were for a whole ni

Thicker Than Water


Commissioned Story for: xxZanderxx

Contains: M/M, Brother/Brother Incest, Sex, Cruelty, Messy Anal Vore, Digestion, Disposal, Scat, Scat Torture, Watersports, Gas, Homophobia





    
Alex sat on his apartment couch alone, lit only by the flickering blue light of his TV. It wasn’t that he w

“Cheers!”Five glasses clinked together, then six more as everyone hovering around the countertop echoed the initial cheers. Everyone smiling and then going to chat among themselves... except Rhys. He was at least glad they got the champagne out early, because he was really questioning why he even came. Well, he actually did know... he felt obligated to. His friend, a considerably more social fennec boy, had invited him. And he wasn’t really doing anything on New Year’s Eve (though he wou

“Common Conner, you’re too old for this shit. I can’t believe you think there is something as stupid as a monster under your bed.”


Hearing his brother Matthew say it out loud, it did sound stupid. Monsters under the bed? What was he, a paste-eating five year-old? And yet... Conner knew it was true. He’d heard it. He’d seen it. The thing had even touched him... his whole body shuddered when he thought back to the ten

    
So. This was how it ended.


    
Fo could only stand and watch, as his friend finished swallowing another ant whole. It wasn’t that he was scared. It wasn’t even that he was shocked. He just felt numb, stood in the entrance of the tunnel, staring at what clearly wasn’t an ant, and never had been.