M/M Story- Swim Meat

[DevouredShortly]

My first story on here! Let me know what you think.


It had been a good day for Brandon.

When he tried out for Weston University's elite swim team, he knew it was a long shot. Later on, when it was revealed only a single freshman had made the cut, he was sure he was in for an entire year of longingly watching swim meets and practicing alone in the college pool before classes. So, imagine his surprise when the list was published with his name on the bottom.

To make things even better, he had received a text from Raymond, the Senior captain of the team, inviting him to a hangout in Raymond’s dorm. Now, he sat on a desk chair as Raymond and his roommate Kyle lounged on the couch. Carter, a college sophomore also new to the team, sat perched on the end of the bed.

“…And so I get out of the shower to find every single piece of clothing in my locker is gone. I go to find a towel, and those are nowhere to be found! I had to run across the gym building with my hands over my dick, only to find my clothes on an old CPR dummy in the pool room.”

Brandon laughed. “I guess that was your swim-team hazing?”

Raymond grinned. “Yep. The guys hid in a storage closet and jumped out when I reached for my clothing.”

Brandon took in Raymond’s broad frame. The man was…imposing. For a swimmer, he was a bulky guy. He was least 6’3, and looked muscular enough to crush Brandon with one arm.

Kyle, on the other hand, was not an athlete. He had a pudge to him, though it wasn’t excessive. A business major, he hadn’t sent much since Brandon had arrived. He seemed a bit squirmy - almost excited - as if he was quietly waiting for the main event of the night.

Then there was Carter. Carter was a few inches taller than Brandon - a feat that wasn’t exactly difficult at Brandon’s 5’6, and was strikingly handsome. He was remarkably toned, and his blue eyes popped against his dark black hair, which he kept short. Brandon has taken notice of him at tryouts, and already knew he would have to avert his eyes in the locker room to avoid an embarrassing situation from…rising.

Kyle shifted in his seat. “Hey, I’m getting hungry. Anyone else want food?” He glared pointedly at Raymond, which confused Brandon. Raymond smirked. “Yeah, we should figure out dinner soon.” He cocked his head. “Carter, could you eat?”

Carter flashed a quick smile. “Oh, I’m so hungry I could eat a horse! Well, maybe something a bit smaller to start.” Carter’s kept his smile as he looked Brandon up and down, slowly.

Brandon’s heart skipped a beat. Was it possible Carter was gay? More importantly, was it possible Carter was as attracted to him as Brandon was to Carter?

Brandon knew he was good looking. He had a swimmer’s body, though he was on the leaner side. His medium length hair was was messy from a day in the pool. Still, Carter was absolutely beautiful, and Brandon struggled to imagine Carter feeling a serious attraction.

Raymond nodded. “Right. Well speaking of hazing, we have a little ritual that we subject new underclassman team members to.”

Brandon felt a pang of nervousness. He knew this was a possibility, but wasn’t sure if he was ready for some form of public humiliation. “Doesn’t the rest of the team have to be here?”

Raymond shook his head. “Nah, this is between me and my two favorite recruits! Oh, and Kyle. Just ignore him. “

Brandon glanced at Carter. To his surprise, Carter was already staring at him, and didn’t seem to mirror the surprise and nerves Brandon felt. He seemed prepared for this, and Brandon wondered if he had been given a heads-up about what was to come.

Raymond leaned back on the couch. “We do have our first meet later, so we should get started. Carter and Brandon, please stand up and face each other.”

They obeyed. Brandon met Carter’s gorgeous eyes and had to make himself look away. Raymond spoke again. “Alright, now get naked.”

Brandon’s head snapped to look at Raymond. Raymond stared at him, obviously not making a joke. Brandon hesitated, but Carter had already pulled off his shirt and was beginning to work on his pants.

Brandon began to do the same. He had his reservations, but he was going to to spend the next four years surrounded by naked men anyway. In the locker room and hopefully in his bedroom.

He averted his gaze as he took off his pants. He hooked his thumbs into his underwear and pulled down, leaving himself completely exposed.

Averting his eyes has the unfortunate effect of putting Carter’s cock directly into his line of sight. It was sizable, and Brandon had to push away thoughts of what it might taste like. Worried he would get an erection and realizing he was staring, he raised his head and met Carter’s gaze. He almost took a step back. Carter was starting at him while smirking. No, he was…leering. Brandon didn’t know what to make of this and stared back.

Raymond stood up from his place on the couch and began to circle the two naked men. He looked them both up and down, occasionally making a quiet sound of approval. Suddenly, he slapped Carter’s ass, who didn’t seem to mind the gesture.

Raymond stopped in front of Brandon. “Do a little twirl for me.”

Brandon did so, his cheeks burning. Raymond bobbed his head up and down. “Yes, you’ll do nicely.”

Raymond went to sit down, and Brandon couldn’t help but notice the bulge in his pants. Was everyone on this swim team gay or bi?

Raymond spoke. “Carter, why don’t you give your friend a little kiss?”

Brandon froze. Yes, Carter seemed to be attracted to him, and didn’t seem freaked out by the sudden nudity, but Brandon was sure this would be the moment where he told Raymond to fuck off, got dressed, and ran out of the dorms.

Instead, he stepped forward. He placed a hand in Brandon’s hair, caressing his head gently, and pulled Brandon into a rough kiss.

Brandon gasped against his mouth. This had to be some sort of wet dream, right? But no - he was really kissing Carter. In fact, as Carter pulled him closer, Carter’s now very hard dick pressed against Brandon’s stomach.

They stayed like that for a solid minute. Brandon has almost forgotten they had an audience, until Raymond cleared his throat. Brandon and Carter parted, though Carter didn’t let go. His hand moved down to rest on Brandon’s ass. They both glanced over the couch. It was now very clear that Raymond was also hard, the fabric of his jeans straining against his dick. Kyle has a hand in his pants. Raymond spoke. “As much as I’m enjoying this live-action porno, and would join if we had more time, we do have a meet to get to.”

He met Carter’s eyes, and said one phrase which completely confused Brandon. “Bon-appetite.”

Brandon began to ask what Raymond meant, but Carter was quicker. He slammed another kiss on Brandon, this one rougher and more passionate. Brandon stopped caring about Raymond’s words.

The kiss became even rougher. Carter was biting at his lip hungrily. Brandon became aware that Carter has his hands on either of Brandon’s arms and was pining them to his side. Brandon tried to pull away but Carter held him tight, not even letting him break the kiss.

Just when it seemed it would never end. Carter pulled off him, bit didn’t let go of his body. Brandon glared at him. “What the fu-“

He didn’t finish. Carter shot his head forward, and before Brandon knew what was happening, his head was in Carter’s mouth. He was frozen in shock as Carter ran his tongue over Brandon’s head, tasting him.

Carter swallowed, pushing his head down. He brought his mouth over Brandon’s shoulders, engulfing them entirely. He made murmured sounds of pleasure, obviously enjoying his meal.

Brandon’s shoulders entering Carter’s mouth was enough to trigger his fight or flight. He began thrashing, but far too late. His arms were pinned to his sides by Carter’s mouth, and he was suddenly lifted and hoisted upside down. It began to truly dawn on him that he was being eaten by the hot guy whose dick he was just daydreaming about sucking.

His chest and stomach easily slid into Carter’s mouth. In this heightened state, Brandon was still hard, his skin incredibly sensitive. His head pushed through the opening to Carter’s stomach. A moment after it did, his dick smacked against Carter’s face before Carter slurped it into his mouth the way Brandon might do with a spaghetti noodle.

The friction was too much. Despite the horror of the situation, he came as his dick slid over Carter’s tongue. Carter moaned as his lunch was covered in his own jizz.

Grabbing Brandon’s ankles, Carter guided him down his throat, obviously enjoying the taste of his meal. Soon, only Brandon’s toes were sticking out before Carter swallowed those too. Giving a last few gulps, he covered his mouth and burped, long and hard.

Brandon lay curled up in Carter’s stomach, still in shock over what had just happened. His naked body was covered in digestive juices. He tried to punch Carter’s stomach walls, but couldn’t get any real leverage. As Carter burped and the space began to tighten, Brandon knew for sure he was about to me nothing more than fat, muscle, and another man’s shit in the morning.

In the dorm room, Kyle quietly masturbated as he watched the seen in front of him. Raymond stared, his own hand moving towards his jeans. He smiled at Carter. “Welcome to the team.”

Carter flopped on the bed, rubbing his stomach as he began to digest his meal. “Damn, he tasted good. Are all the freshman that tasty?”

Raymond walked over and sat next to Carter, putting his hand on his stomach. “Oh, I’m sure we’ll have plenty of meals together. This campus is full of guys just waiting to be digested. I think I almost ate you last year.”

Carter laughed. “How can I ever repay you for not making a meal of me?”

Raymond glanced at the clock. “You can give Kyle more of a show and suck me off before our meet.” He gestured at his crotch. “I’m dying over here.”

Carter smirked and began to undue Raymond’s zipper. Raymond spoke again. “Oh, and Carter? You can watch the beginning of the meet from the stands. Don’t swim for thirty minutes after eating, after all.”

Carter laughed again, and took Raymond’s dick in his mouth. He had thoroughly enjoyed devouring the freshman, and could only dream about who he might have for breakfast.

[xan88x]

Nice story

[FluffyLordoftheDead]

Good buildup and use of sexual tension. One thing though, I think you have a typo here. " Carter pulled off him, bit didn’t let go of his body. "