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SciFi/Vore Story. Hope you enjoy:
It was a hot, humid day. The shade from the trees provided little relief from the heat, by mid-afternoon, the three boys had shucked their shirts. It would have been quite the thing to see, if there was anyone around to see it. Three half naked young men hiking through the forest on a hot day, sweat dripping down their smooth young chests.
The boys had been friends since third grade. Now they were 18 and about to go to separate colleges. A camping trip in the wilderness seemed like the perfect thing to do before they went their separate ways and embarked on their adult lives.
Walking in front was Nick, a high school gymnast. His dark brown hair was cut short. He had those big, dark eyes that were easy to get lost in. Add to that a winning smile and it’s no wonder all the girls, and some of the boys, at school harbored major crushes on him. His smooth chest and rippled abs seemed to be chiseled out of marble. His powerfully built back tapered down to his perfectly sculpted, firm butt. He was wearing a pair of cut off jean shorts that almost looked painted onto his perfect ass. His strong legs carried him down the path.
“C’mon you pussies, try to keep up,” said Nick, smiling back at his friends.
Behind Nick was Zack, a swimmer. He had strawberry-blond curls on his head and pale blue eyes. A dusting of freckles across his nose and a set of full, pouting lips gave him a cute boyish look. He had a classic swimmer’s body, long and lean with a tight chest and flat stomach. He had shed his gym shorts and was hiking through the forest in his tight blue briefs. The underwear was riding into the crack between his tight little bubble buns. As a swimmer, he was used to running around in front of crowds wearing next to nothing, naively unaware of the perverted old men who showed up just to ogle the scantily clad young boys.
“I’m fine, but I’m not sure Shane can carry that fat ass much further,” said Zack, looking back at his friend Shane.
Shane really did have a big butt. Round and meaty, it stood out like twin globes. It stretched the fabric of anything he tried to wear, as if it was trying to escape. His wrestling singlet liked to ride up his crack, which only further highlighted what was truly a magnificent ass. The rest of him was fun to look at as well. Flowing blond locks framed a pretty face. His thickly muscled torso turned many heads, especially since Shane seemed to have developed an aversion to shirts. His fabled ass sat atop a pair of powerful thighs. He was wearing what could only be described as booty shorts, the material straining to contain Shane’s butt as he took step after step.
“Fuck you guys,” he said.
“You wish, you homo,” Zack said. He wiggled his cute little butt in Shane’s direction.
They were three strong, beautiful young men, each barely 18. This was going to be the best weekend of their young lives, before adulthood descended on them. Like most boys their age, they were full of plans and full of cum.
The sun was getting low, so the boys decided to set up camp. They pitched a small tent and then built a fire. They sat around
for a while, telling jokes, remembering the fun times they shared. Finally, when the last embers of the fire died, they retired to their tent.
It was a small tent and the boys had to sleep close to each other, almost touching. All three were naked. It wasn’t a gay thing, but they had been friends for so long, being naked together really didn’t matter. They had always slept naked during sleepovers. Still, they would never let anyone at school know that they were sleeping side by side, completely naked.
They left the tent flap open to let the breeze in. It was still pretty hot, so the boys slept outside their sleeping bags. The moon shone in, illuminating the three perfect bodies asleep inside the tent. Nick lay on his back, his chiseled chest rising and falling with each breath. His young cock had grown hard in his sleep. It pointed rigidly toward his chin. To his right lay Shane, on his stomach. The moonlight glowed on his muscular back and ample butt. He, too, had developed an erection and was humping his sleeping bag, flexing the globes of his ass as he did so. Zack lay on his side, facing Shane. In his sleep, he had thrown his arm over Shane in an affectionate embrace. His hard cock was being massaged by the motion of Shane’s hips.
The boys slept soundly in their tent. They had not a care in the world. Nothing could hurt them. Or so they thought. Something ancient lived in those woods. Something hungry.
It had no eyes, so it could not see. But It had sensed the boys encroaching on Its territory. It had felt them through vibrations in the ground. It had smelled them through the air. It was the scent of sweat, testosterone, and cum. It was the scent of boy, and it smelled delicious. The creature had never encountered anything like it. It wasn’t sure if these things were even edible. There was only one way to find out.
It stretched Its tentacles toward the tent. One entered the tent and began feeling Shane’s sleeping body. It traveled up his leg to his big round ass. The tentacle rubbed against each cheek, allowing the creature to get a sense of what this exciting new thing was like. The tentacle snaked up Shane’s back, feeling the tight muscles. The tentacle retreated back down to the boy’s leg, wrapped itself around it, and pulled.
Shane was yanked out of the tent. He woke with a start, confused as to why he was suddenly outside, being dragged across the ground. Then he felt the tentacle around his leg. He looked just in time to see another one wrapping itself around his other leg.
Nick and Zack woke to the sounds of their friend’s screams. Both boys bolted out of the tent, ass naked and cocks still at attention. They saw Shane on his stomach, his legs being forced apart by two tentacles extending out of the dark.
Another tentacle shot out of the dark and wrapped around Zack’s waist, lifting him into the air. Nick grabbed onto his ankle, trying to pull him down. He didn’t notice the tentacle wrapping itself around his leg until it was too late. It lifted him off the ground and dangled him upside down. Shane was lifted off the ground by the two tentacles wrapped around his legs.
“What the fuck is going on?!” Nick shouted. The tentacle on his leg felt slimy, but strong.
More tentacles emerged from the dark. One wrapped around Shane’s neck and pulled until he was right side up, suspended in midair. One wrapped around Nick’s arm and did the same. Another wrapped around his furiously kicking leg. Two tentacles wrapped around Zack’s kicking legs. All the boys were facing the darkness from which the tentacles emerged.
Zack couldn’t believe this was happening. This was like something out of a nightmare. Even more unbelievable was that his dick was still hard. He looked over at his friends and saw that their dicks were hard too. Three more tentacles came out of the darkness. These looked different from the others. As they got closer to the squirming, screaming boys, their ends flowered open to reveal some kind of orifice. Suddenly, they latched onto each boy’s penis.
Nick had had his dick sucked before, but his was different. The inside of the tentacle was warm and moist. Ring shaped muscles massaged his dick up and down the shaft. His dick responded to the attention, but Nick was much too scared to feel any pleasure. He could feel the tears well up in his eyes.
“What the fuck is this?! Get the fuck off my dick!” Shane shouted as he struggled furiously. But it was no good. He was being milked.
Still more tentacles snaked their way out of the darkness. One brushed against Shane’s inner thigh, almost caressing it, before it began to push its way in between his beefy buns. “Fuck no!” he yelled, but it was no good. The tentacle found his tight virgin hole and began to push its way in. Hard.
Shane wasn’t the only one facing this new assault. A tentacle was forcing its way into Nick’s beautifully sculpted butt. It pushed past the sphincter into the boy’s guts. Nick had never had anything shoved up his butt before, and this was agonizing.
As Shane and Nick were being anally penetrated for the first time, Zack was also being tentacle fucked. He had fingered himself while masturbating in the past, but this was no finger. It was as big around as a beer can and it was destroying is tight boy hole. He couldn’t believe he and his friends were being raped by some monster.
The moon continued to shine down on the clearing where three beautiful teenage bodies were being brutally violated by an ancient predator. Their hot, muscular bodies squirmed as their hard young cocks were being sucked and their tight young asses were being fucked. Their handsome faces were masks of agony, tears streaming down their cheeks.
As the tentacle continued to pump Shane’s asshole, he felt the familiar sensation of an impending orgasm. His body shuddered as he shot his seed into the tentacle that had latched onto his dick. When he was spent, the tentacle raping his ass withdrew. The tentacle around his neck also let go and he flipped upside down. He thought that his ordeal was over and he would be lowered to the ground. He was wrong.
The hot boys looked in horror as the main body of their tormenter moved into view. It was hideous. It was roughly the shape of a giant cucumber, with many tentacles growing out of its flanks. The end closest to the boys curved upward toward the sky. The tentacles holding Shane positioned him over the upturned end of the creature. The end of the monster flowered open to reveal what looked like a giant red asshole. The tentacles began to lower Shane toward the orifice.
“Oh, God, please, no! NO!” the hot wrestler shouted. He was hit by the foul stench coming from the creature. As his head touched the moist orifice, it opened a bit to receive him. Soon, his head disappeared into the creature. The boy’s protests were muffled as the creature’s muscles did their work, pulling the boy in. Soon, his shoulders vanished, then his impressive pectorals. His six-pack was next. In a matter of seconds, Shane had disappeared up to his hips.
The creature tried to stretch its orifice to take in Shane’s big butt. The tentacles wrapped around his legs pushed and pulled, pumping the boy in and out, much like the tentacle that had violated his tight ass. Slowly, the creature’s mouth stretched enough and, inch by inch, that big, beautiful, beefy butt that had been the stuff of legend disappeared into the hideous monster. The tentacles released their grip on the boy’s legs, which were quickly slurped up by the monster. Shane was gone.
Nick and Zack watched in horror as their friend was devoured by the creature. Being raped by it was bad enough, but now it dawned on them that this thing wasn’t interested in sex. It was tasting them.
Zack couldn’t believe the pain in his ass. The tentacle fucked him faster and faster. The one on his dick sucked harder and harder. The boy let out a groan as he shot his load. The muscles in the tentacle milked every drop from the boy’s cock. It released the dick as the tentacle in his ass withdrew. His swollen asshole throbbed with pain. The tentacle around his waist let go and the boy hanged upside down.
The lithe swimmer knew he was about to suffer the same fate as his friend. The tentacles lowered him to the creature’s waiting maw. Just like with Shane, Zack went in head first. His slim body went easily into the creature. The tentacles released his legs and he kicked them wildly, trying in vain to wiggle free from the creature. As he kicked, his round little bubble butt flexed and jiggled, putting on an almost erotic show. Soon it, too, had vanished into the creature.
Nick watched as Zack’s feet disappeared into the creature. He wished he could help his friends. He wished they could help him. These two guys who were like brothers to him. They had become men together. They shared everything, including being ass-raped and devoured by a monster.
Nick knew he was close to cumming. He tried to stop himself. He couldn’t. The spunk exploded out of his cock in the most intense orgasm he had ever had. He felt like he had just emptied two gallons of cum into the tentacle clamped onto his dick. After every drop sucked up, the tentacle let go. Just like with his friends, the tentacle that was deep fucking his ass also withdrew. The tentacles around his legs let go, leaving him hanging by his arm.
“You fucking bastard! You fucking bastard!” he shouted at the thing. He didn’t know what this thing was, but he did know he didn’t want to die. He was lowered feet first to opening that had swallowed both of his friends. He felt the muscles clamp down onto his feet and pull him in. Soon he was up to his knees. Then his strong thighs were sucked in. His firm, muscled ass and his cock and balls were next. He watched as his chiseled abs disappeared into the terrible creature, then the twin shields that were his pecs, then his shoulders. Only his head and the arm still held by the tentacle remained free. The tentacle let go of his arm as his head was enveloped by the foul smelling orifice. His arm reached for anything to grab onto, but it to vanished into the creature.
The creature rested in the clearing after its meal. This was typically when it was at its most vulnerable, weighted down by a fresh meal, but the creature sensed that it was quite safe. The three terrified boys squirmed inside the monster, their firm bodies rubbing against each other, unwittingly coating themselves in gastric juices. It was dark inside, and the stench was awful, but they were still alive. There was hope. Someone could rescue them.
But out in the wilderness, there was no one around. No one to here the muffled screams emanating from the creature resting in the moonlight. Screams that turned to sobs, and then to silence.
The creature’s gastric juices dissolved the boys’ tight, smooth skin. Their hard muscles turned to sludge and melted off their
bones. Their flesh was digested, leaving only their skeletons. The creature opened its maw and regurgitated the boys’ bones in a heap. It burrowed into the ground, leaving behind a steaming, goo-covered, pile of bones: the only remnants of the gymnast, the swimmer, and the wrestler.
It was a hot, humid day. The shade from the trees provided little relief from the heat, by mid-afternoon, the three boys had shucked their shirts. It would have been quite the thing to see, if there was anyone around to see it. Three half naked young men hiking through the forest on a hot day, sweat dripping down their smooth young chests.
The boys had been friends since third grade. Now they were 18 and about to go to separate colleges. A camping trip in the wilderness seemed like the perfect thing to do before they went their separate ways and embarked on their adult lives.
Walking in front was Nick, a high school gymnast. His dark brown hair was cut short. He had those big, dark eyes that were easy to get lost in. Add to that a winning smile and it’s no wonder all the girls, and some of the boys, at school harbored major crushes on him. His smooth chest and rippled abs seemed to be chiseled out of marble. His powerfully built back tapered down to his perfectly sculpted, firm butt. He was wearing a pair of cut off jean shorts that almost looked painted onto his perfect ass. His strong legs carried him down the path.
“C’mon you pussies, try to keep up,” said Nick, smiling back at his friends.
Behind Nick was Zack, a swimmer. He had strawberry-blond curls on his head and pale blue eyes. A dusting of freckles across his nose and a set of full, pouting lips gave him a cute boyish look. He had a classic swimmer’s body, long and lean with a tight chest and flat stomach. He had shed his gym shorts and was hiking through the forest in his tight blue briefs. The underwear was riding into the crack between his tight little bubble buns. As a swimmer, he was used to running around in front of crowds wearing next to nothing, naively unaware of the perverted old men who showed up just to ogle the scantily clad young boys.
“I’m fine, but I’m not sure Shane can carry that fat ass much further,” said Zack, looking back at his friend Shane.
Shane really did have a big butt. Round and meaty, it stood out like twin globes. It stretched the fabric of anything he tried to wear, as if it was trying to escape. His wrestling singlet liked to ride up his crack, which only further highlighted what was truly a magnificent ass. The rest of him was fun to look at as well. Flowing blond locks framed a pretty face. His thickly muscled torso turned many heads, especially since Shane seemed to have developed an aversion to shirts. His fabled ass sat atop a pair of powerful thighs. He was wearing what could only be described as booty shorts, the material straining to contain Shane’s butt as he took step after step.
“Fuck you guys,” he said.
“You wish, you homo,” Zack said. He wiggled his cute little butt in Shane’s direction.
They were three strong, beautiful young men, each barely 18. This was going to be the best weekend of their young lives, before adulthood descended on them. Like most boys their age, they were full of plans and full of cum.
The sun was getting low, so the boys decided to set up camp. They pitched a small tent and then built a fire. They sat around
for a while, telling jokes, remembering the fun times they shared. Finally, when the last embers of the fire died, they retired to their tent.
It was a small tent and the boys had to sleep close to each other, almost touching. All three were naked. It wasn’t a gay thing, but they had been friends for so long, being naked together really didn’t matter. They had always slept naked during sleepovers. Still, they would never let anyone at school know that they were sleeping side by side, completely naked.
They left the tent flap open to let the breeze in. It was still pretty hot, so the boys slept outside their sleeping bags. The moon shone in, illuminating the three perfect bodies asleep inside the tent. Nick lay on his back, his chiseled chest rising and falling with each breath. His young cock had grown hard in his sleep. It pointed rigidly toward his chin. To his right lay Shane, on his stomach. The moonlight glowed on his muscular back and ample butt. He, too, had developed an erection and was humping his sleeping bag, flexing the globes of his ass as he did so. Zack lay on his side, facing Shane. In his sleep, he had thrown his arm over Shane in an affectionate embrace. His hard cock was being massaged by the motion of Shane’s hips.
The boys slept soundly in their tent. They had not a care in the world. Nothing could hurt them. Or so they thought. Something ancient lived in those woods. Something hungry.
It had no eyes, so it could not see. But It had sensed the boys encroaching on Its territory. It had felt them through vibrations in the ground. It had smelled them through the air. It was the scent of sweat, testosterone, and cum. It was the scent of boy, and it smelled delicious. The creature had never encountered anything like it. It wasn’t sure if these things were even edible. There was only one way to find out.
It stretched Its tentacles toward the tent. One entered the tent and began feeling Shane’s sleeping body. It traveled up his leg to his big round ass. The tentacle rubbed against each cheek, allowing the creature to get a sense of what this exciting new thing was like. The tentacle snaked up Shane’s back, feeling the tight muscles. The tentacle retreated back down to the boy’s leg, wrapped itself around it, and pulled.
Shane was yanked out of the tent. He woke with a start, confused as to why he was suddenly outside, being dragged across the ground. Then he felt the tentacle around his leg. He looked just in time to see another one wrapping itself around his other leg.
Nick and Zack woke to the sounds of their friend’s screams. Both boys bolted out of the tent, ass naked and cocks still at attention. They saw Shane on his stomach, his legs being forced apart by two tentacles extending out of the dark.
Another tentacle shot out of the dark and wrapped around Zack’s waist, lifting him into the air. Nick grabbed onto his ankle, trying to pull him down. He didn’t notice the tentacle wrapping itself around his leg until it was too late. It lifted him off the ground and dangled him upside down. Shane was lifted off the ground by the two tentacles wrapped around his legs.
“What the fuck is going on?!” Nick shouted. The tentacle on his leg felt slimy, but strong.
More tentacles emerged from the dark. One wrapped around Shane’s neck and pulled until he was right side up, suspended in midair. One wrapped around Nick’s arm and did the same. Another wrapped around his furiously kicking leg. Two tentacles wrapped around Zack’s kicking legs. All the boys were facing the darkness from which the tentacles emerged.
Zack couldn’t believe this was happening. This was like something out of a nightmare. Even more unbelievable was that his dick was still hard. He looked over at his friends and saw that their dicks were hard too. Three more tentacles came out of the darkness. These looked different from the others. As they got closer to the squirming, screaming boys, their ends flowered open to reveal some kind of orifice. Suddenly, they latched onto each boy’s penis.
Nick had had his dick sucked before, but his was different. The inside of the tentacle was warm and moist. Ring shaped muscles massaged his dick up and down the shaft. His dick responded to the attention, but Nick was much too scared to feel any pleasure. He could feel the tears well up in his eyes.
“What the fuck is this?! Get the fuck off my dick!” Shane shouted as he struggled furiously. But it was no good. He was being milked.
Still more tentacles snaked their way out of the darkness. One brushed against Shane’s inner thigh, almost caressing it, before it began to push its way in between his beefy buns. “Fuck no!” he yelled, but it was no good. The tentacle found his tight virgin hole and began to push its way in. Hard.
Shane wasn’t the only one facing this new assault. A tentacle was forcing its way into Nick’s beautifully sculpted butt. It pushed past the sphincter into the boy’s guts. Nick had never had anything shoved up his butt before, and this was agonizing.
As Shane and Nick were being anally penetrated for the first time, Zack was also being tentacle fucked. He had fingered himself while masturbating in the past, but this was no finger. It was as big around as a beer can and it was destroying is tight boy hole. He couldn’t believe he and his friends were being raped by some monster.
The moon continued to shine down on the clearing where three beautiful teenage bodies were being brutally violated by an ancient predator. Their hot, muscular bodies squirmed as their hard young cocks were being sucked and their tight young asses were being fucked. Their handsome faces were masks of agony, tears streaming down their cheeks.
As the tentacle continued to pump Shane’s asshole, he felt the familiar sensation of an impending orgasm. His body shuddered as he shot his seed into the tentacle that had latched onto his dick. When he was spent, the tentacle raping his ass withdrew. The tentacle around his neck also let go and he flipped upside down. He thought that his ordeal was over and he would be lowered to the ground. He was wrong.
The hot boys looked in horror as the main body of their tormenter moved into view. It was hideous. It was roughly the shape of a giant cucumber, with many tentacles growing out of its flanks. The end closest to the boys curved upward toward the sky. The tentacles holding Shane positioned him over the upturned end of the creature. The end of the monster flowered open to reveal what looked like a giant red asshole. The tentacles began to lower Shane toward the orifice.
“Oh, God, please, no! NO!” the hot wrestler shouted. He was hit by the foul stench coming from the creature. As his head touched the moist orifice, it opened a bit to receive him. Soon, his head disappeared into the creature. The boy’s protests were muffled as the creature’s muscles did their work, pulling the boy in. Soon, his shoulders vanished, then his impressive pectorals. His six-pack was next. In a matter of seconds, Shane had disappeared up to his hips.
The creature tried to stretch its orifice to take in Shane’s big butt. The tentacles wrapped around his legs pushed and pulled, pumping the boy in and out, much like the tentacle that had violated his tight ass. Slowly, the creature’s mouth stretched enough and, inch by inch, that big, beautiful, beefy butt that had been the stuff of legend disappeared into the hideous monster. The tentacles released their grip on the boy’s legs, which were quickly slurped up by the monster. Shane was gone.
Nick and Zack watched in horror as their friend was devoured by the creature. Being raped by it was bad enough, but now it dawned on them that this thing wasn’t interested in sex. It was tasting them.
Zack couldn’t believe the pain in his ass. The tentacle fucked him faster and faster. The one on his dick sucked harder and harder. The boy let out a groan as he shot his load. The muscles in the tentacle milked every drop from the boy’s cock. It released the dick as the tentacle in his ass withdrew. His swollen asshole throbbed with pain. The tentacle around his waist let go and the boy hanged upside down.
The lithe swimmer knew he was about to suffer the same fate as his friend. The tentacles lowered him to the creature’s waiting maw. Just like with Shane, Zack went in head first. His slim body went easily into the creature. The tentacles released his legs and he kicked them wildly, trying in vain to wiggle free from the creature. As he kicked, his round little bubble butt flexed and jiggled, putting on an almost erotic show. Soon it, too, had vanished into the creature.
Nick watched as Zack’s feet disappeared into the creature. He wished he could help his friends. He wished they could help him. These two guys who were like brothers to him. They had become men together. They shared everything, including being ass-raped and devoured by a monster.
Nick knew he was close to cumming. He tried to stop himself. He couldn’t. The spunk exploded out of his cock in the most intense orgasm he had ever had. He felt like he had just emptied two gallons of cum into the tentacle clamped onto his dick. After every drop sucked up, the tentacle let go. Just like with his friends, the tentacle that was deep fucking his ass also withdrew. The tentacles around his legs let go, leaving him hanging by his arm.
“You fucking bastard! You fucking bastard!” he shouted at the thing. He didn’t know what this thing was, but he did know he didn’t want to die. He was lowered feet first to opening that had swallowed both of his friends. He felt the muscles clamp down onto his feet and pull him in. Soon he was up to his knees. Then his strong thighs were sucked in. His firm, muscled ass and his cock and balls were next. He watched as his chiseled abs disappeared into the terrible creature, then the twin shields that were his pecs, then his shoulders. Only his head and the arm still held by the tentacle remained free. The tentacle let go of his arm as his head was enveloped by the foul smelling orifice. His arm reached for anything to grab onto, but it to vanished into the creature.
The creature rested in the clearing after its meal. This was typically when it was at its most vulnerable, weighted down by a fresh meal, but the creature sensed that it was quite safe. The three terrified boys squirmed inside the monster, their firm bodies rubbing against each other, unwittingly coating themselves in gastric juices. It was dark inside, and the stench was awful, but they were still alive. There was hope. Someone could rescue them.
But out in the wilderness, there was no one around. No one to here the muffled screams emanating from the creature resting in the moonlight. Screams that turned to sobs, and then to silence.
The creature’s gastric juices dissolved the boys’ tight, smooth skin. Their hard muscles turned to sludge and melted off their
bones. Their flesh was digested, leaving only their skeletons. The creature opened its maw and regurgitated the boys’ bones in a heap. It burrowed into the ground, leaving behind a steaming, goo-covered, pile of bones: the only remnants of the gymnast, the swimmer, and the wrestler.
