Theres Really Nothing Quite Like The Peace Of When Your Prey Stops Struggling And You Find Peace And

There’s really nothing quite like the peace of when your prey stops struggling and you find peace and quiet once more while still feeling full to the brim

I mean they say you are what you eat and you’ve downed quite a few fit guys in your day so . . . can we pretend that counts?

I certainly have the “planet” part down, not so much the “fitness”

He stares at you with hungry eyes and an eager mouth, promising to be gentle with you. He’s honest with what he wants and asks you to kindly consider, though you know you don’t have much of a choice in the matter. This cutie acts like a gentleman, but make no mistake, he gets what he wants, always.

Can’t go wrong with a guy like that. So filling and so fucking delicious. Just imagine those massive muscles sliding down your throat. How amazing those juicy pecs must feel along your tongue, let alone the moment when all that mass stretches out your midsection. Feeling him struggle desperately inside must be one of the most intense sensations imaginable. And heat think of the prestige and gains coming from taking down such a hunk. Obviously such a dream prey isn’t without risks, but let’s be honest, if he winds up flipping the script, there’s far worse ways to go out than in such a hunk. I’m not exactly gonna line up to get eaten, but I would happily accept that fate.

Aaron Schoening

As hot as that belly is, it’s ultimately not for looks, it’s for utility. Gotta make room for more guys, so . . .

I’m planning on cutting weight soon— should be a piece of cake

Bro thought I was joking when I said I was gonna eat him. Don’t get me wrong, he was spending the night in my belly regardless, but I still appreciate how much more of him I got to taste after he started teasing me.

ETHAN PECK 10 Things I Hate About You (2009-2010) 1.16 "Too Much Information"