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Sports winners (oral vore/consensual/muscles/gay pr0n)
Every 4 years the world is captivated by the Olympics. The best athletes in the world gather to win gold medals and fame. But true competitors don’t stop at the Olympic podium, There is a secret society of competitors that demands the ultimate sacrifice from its athletes, where every single sport is taken seriously to the point where the losing team must become food for the winning team at official tournaments. At friendly training matches, the clause of becoming food is decided by the consensus of the teams before the match. Nobody is forced to play any sport and nobody is allowed to eat another person outside of these rules. These athletes are the best of the best and on tournament matches the losers in the final game die. The winner team captain is allowed to be the first to chose which member of the losing team he will eat. The remaining members are giving a random number indicating their pick order, also the coach of the losing team goes to the winning coach
If a player gets injured during a match and is replaced by a backup member, both of them must become food if they lose. If a backup member doesn't play at all during a match, he will be allowed to go home to either try a new career or to become a main member of his own team. However, it's not rare that the backup members of the losing team will volunteer to become food as well. The meat of backup players was always grilled or spit roasted then cut into pieces and shared by the whole winner team and their staff.
Players were trained to accept losses gracefully. They are demanded to take it like a man. In case a player decides to have poor sportsmanship and try to run, yell or even complain (with the exception if he has proof the winner team cheated) the player was to be killed in the spot, and his entire family is punished with a painful death. Plus, between games any player is allowed to simply give up and retire. Nobody should play unless they were certain of their dedication and desire.
This tale is about a game of football between two rival teams, Majestic Eagles and Feral Tigers. The Feral Tigers had a very narrow win by mere 2 points and, while the Majestic Eagle players were upset, especially considering that the Majestic Eagles had been the winners for three years in a row. They all removed their clothes in front of the cameras and most were starting to get erect as their situation was confirmed by the referees.
The captain of Feral Tigers, a handsome man named George, was the first to chose which man would fill his belly. George was 24 years old, 182 cm tall, had tanned skin, was blond and was very well defined and he had a big grin while he approached the man he wanted to have the most, Bruno. Bruno was the captain of the Majestic Eagles. He was caucasian, 212 cm tall, had a full black beard and hair almost everywhere over his body and so muscular that he was almost twice as big as George.
When George approached him and grabbed the losing twelve inches erect cock Bruno knew that he had been chosen and smirked with confidence. Then the rest of the Feral Tigers proceeded to pick theirs meals.
The teams quickly retired to the tournament hotel. The victors would soon be too full to move. George proudly took Bruno to his room. There, George removed all his clothes. He, unlike Bruno, had no hair on his body, aside from head, eyebrows and pubs. He liked to keep himself shaved and smooth in case his team ever lost. He suddenly hugged Bruno and started to feel the massive back muscles while he licked the bigger man's hairy chest.
Bruno couldn't help, but to laugh at this man's attitude, "Really, man? You are acting like I'm the one who is going to eat you. All my previous food loved to worship my muscles before they became part of me."
George simply smiled as he replied as he nibbled Bruno's right nipple, drawing a moan from the bigger man, "You are just so...glorious. I've seen almost all your games. You are a monster on the field. We almost lost to you today. You are the ultimate example of what a true competitor should be: strong and proud. How many have you eaten to have such big muscles?"
Bruno just let the man continue with his sexual massage as his cock rubbed on George's eight inches, "I've eaten 108 men starting with games in high school when I first joined the football team."
"No wonder you are so powerful. And now you are mine." He said as he dug his fingers on Bruno's hard pectorals. "I've only eaten 16 men. You are going to be my 17th. Are you scared? There is no need to lie to me, I won't judge you."
"I've eaten so many men. Most proudly accepted the sensation of gliding down my throat. Some men struggled helplessly. Once I’ve tasted a man’s toes I can’t stop! But I'm telling you for sure that I'm not afraid. I knew this day would come eventually. I have watched you and your team grow in strength. Nobody can afford the luxury of thinking about being eaten, but if I could have chosen, I would have selected you. But if you dare lose before winning this tournament I'll kick your ass in the afterlife. Because I won't rest in peace being eaten by a guy just so he loses the following game," Bruno said, chuckling as both men walked towards the bed. “When you meet your next opponent you will have my strength inside of you, and the strength and passion of all the men I’ve eaten.”
“I feel invincible already," George replied as he licked Bruno’s face, kissing him. “The league knows I am eating you. When they see me next I will be lean an massive like you!”
George loved Bruno's strong, but gentle touch on his own body and how the bigger's man hair tickled his skin. He wondered if he had lost if Bruno would have chosen him. He hoped he would have been chosen if it were the case.
Soon they begun to hear some loud moaning and wall banging on the walls next door and both men laughed. The other members of Feral Tigers were clearly hungry to savor their victory.
Then George decided to have his fun as well and rolled on the bed to stay on top of Bruno, he looked into Bruno’s green eyes with his honey ones slowly went down to suck Bruno’s raging hard cock. The soon to be meat was puzzled and between his moans he asked, "What are you doing? Shouldn't I be sucking you?"
"I will have the honor of being the last man to taste your seed. I will eat all of you. I deserve to taste your sweaty ass and balls, your cum. I will truly know you and remember you from what you are about to surrender.” George explained between insistent licks.
Bruno could only thank him for his generosity and he felt ashamed. He had never given the chance to all the previous men he had fucked and eaten to be the top one last time in their lives. Bruno now realized that George would become a legendary player as his victor prepared his meal vigorously. Bruno surrendered his body to George’s hungry mouth as the lips and tongue hurled him closer and closer to the feeding. Bruno groaned loudly spilling his hot milk inside of George's mouth. Everybody on both teams could hear that Bruno was being eaten! Bruno was still hard.
"You are such hot and delicious stud." the blond said before kissing the other man on the mouth, sharing the cum in his mouth. Bruno’s eyes popped open wide as he tasted the wild erotic flavor of his juice. His cock surged with energy.
Once he broke the kiss, George fingered himself to adjust himself better and deftly sat on the monster cock. He moaned loudly as the big dick penetrated him and massaged his prostate and started to move up and down while playing with Bruno’s thick nipples. Both were moaning loudly when Bruno started to move his hips and quickly grab George to make him lay down on his chest.
The smaller man loved the bigger one's musky smell. He could smell the testosterone and virility oozing off his skin as Bruno humped him wildly. Bruno hit the prostate over and over as he worked to please the victor, George thought he would faint form so much pleasure as his dick was grinding on Bruno between their bodies. Soon George jumped off the horny cock and swallowed the thick shaft. Bruno roared and flooded hot cum inside of George who sprayed Bruno with his thick seed. Both men panted breathlessly, but both knew they could keep this up for longer. George picked some of his own cum with his right hand and pushed it into Bruno's entrance.
He could tell how tight it was, but it only made him smile even further. Knowing what's to come, the bigger man just raised his legs to make his ass more easy to penetrate and George didn't have to be asked twice. he accepted the invitation and started to hammer his own cock into the big man.
George loved how warm, moist and tight it was. Bruno was clenching involuntarily as he screamed from both pain and pleasure. In fact the whole floor was filled with similar cries of players fucking their brains out one last time. There was no meaning in hold back. Both came once more time and at the same time no less.
George fell over Bruno, who hugged the smaller male gently. Both were very tired and spent, but with big grins on their faces. George could listen Bruno's heart racing on his chest. He then looked at the succulent meat and said, "I guess it's time. I wish I could use you for longer. But coach needs us to have all of you digested as soon as possible before the next match. You are the biggest man. I should have swallowed you an hour ago.”
"I understand. It’s as the same with us. Eat me now," Bruno surrendered with a final kiss.
"Thanks. I know you'll become more muscle for me. But I'll start from your feet. Lay down with your ass up. I will try to swallow without chewing you. They say that a man cums all the way down when he is swallowed whole.”
Bruno obediently did as he was told and George licked his feet making him giggle like a child before George started to really swallow him. The big man enjoyed the sensation of his whole body being swallowed. His legs felt warm as the hungry throat embraced him. George’s tongue skillfully grazed the flavorful cock making Bruno cum over and over. George’s esophagus was warm and supple, giving him a full body massage as he enjoyed being swallowed. The smaller male was amazed at how much cum the big man had made. He wondered if he had the habit of saving himself of game days to fuck his prey a lot. But not that it matters anymore.
George continued swallowing and savoring the big man's flavor, his salty sweat, the hard big muscles that made him want to bite with his teeth. Bruno was moaning the whole trip and soon his head disappeared into George's mouth. With one final swallow the big man was inside of his stomach. George couldn't move, but he never felt so satisfied in his entire life. He sighed loudly while Bruno was digested.
Bruno, on the other hand, felt warm all over thanks to the digestive acids which were slowly dissolving him. He realized that George had prolonged his life by swallowing Bruno’s massive cum which coated his body. He had no regrets. This was the fate he chosen and he would take it and die with dignity and pride. He used one hand to play with his left nipple while the other tried to keep his cock hard and it got him a few more moans. He could see that his skin was becoming red from the acids and it both tingled and hurt. He remembered the faces of all the men he had consumed to make his chiseled body and knew that George would remember him in the future as well. His final orgasm hit massive and he finally was absorbed into George.
http://cutedeadguys.net/threads/50578-Sports-winners-(oral-vore-consensual-muscles-gay-pr0n)
Every 4 years the world is captivated by the Olympics. The best athletes in the world gather to win gold medals and fame. But true competitors don’t stop at the Olympic podium, There is a secret society of competitors that demands the ultimate sacrifice from its athletes, where every single sport is taken seriously to the point where the losing team must become food for the winning team at official tournaments. At friendly training matches, the clause of becoming food is decided by the consensus of the teams before the match. Nobody is forced to play any sport and nobody is allowed to eat another person outside of these rules. These athletes are the best of the best and on tournament matches the losers in the final game die. The winner team captain is allowed to be the first to chose which member of the losing team he will eat. The remaining members are giving a random number indicating their pick order, also the coach of the losing team goes to the winning coach
If a player gets injured during a match and is replaced by a backup member, both of them must become food if they lose. If a backup member doesn't play at all during a match, he will be allowed to go home to either try a new career or to become a main member of his own team. However, it's not rare that the backup members of the losing team will volunteer to become food as well. The meat of backup players was always grilled or spit roasted then cut into pieces and shared by the whole winner team and their staff.
Players were trained to accept losses gracefully. They are demanded to take it like a man. In case a player decides to have poor sportsmanship and try to run, yell or even complain (with the exception if he has proof the winner team cheated) the player was to be killed in the spot, and his entire family is punished with a painful death. Plus, between games any player is allowed to simply give up and retire. Nobody should play unless they were certain of their dedication and desire.
This tale is about a game of football between two rival teams, Majestic Eagles and Feral Tigers. The Feral Tigers had a very narrow win by mere 2 points and, while the Majestic Eagle players were upset, especially considering that the Majestic Eagles had been the winners for three years in a row. They all removed their clothes in front of the cameras and most were starting to get erect as their situation was confirmed by the referees.
The captain of Feral Tigers, a handsome man named George, was the first to chose which man would fill his belly. George was 24 years old, 182 cm tall, had tanned skin, was blond and was very well defined and he had a big grin while he approached the man he wanted to have the most, Bruno. Bruno was the captain of the Majestic Eagles. He was caucasian, 212 cm tall, had a full black beard and hair almost everywhere over his body and so muscular that he was almost twice as big as George.
When George approached him and grabbed the losing twelve inches erect cock Bruno knew that he had been chosen and smirked with confidence. Then the rest of the Feral Tigers proceeded to pick theirs meals.
The teams quickly retired to the tournament hotel. The victors would soon be too full to move. George proudly took Bruno to his room. There, George removed all his clothes. He, unlike Bruno, had no hair on his body, aside from head, eyebrows and pubs. He liked to keep himself shaved and smooth in case his team ever lost. He suddenly hugged Bruno and started to feel the massive back muscles while he licked the bigger man's hairy chest.
Bruno couldn't help, but to laugh at this man's attitude, "Really, man? You are acting like I'm the one who is going to eat you. All my previous food loved to worship my muscles before they became part of me."
George simply smiled as he replied as he nibbled Bruno's right nipple, drawing a moan from the bigger man, "You are just so...glorious. I've seen almost all your games. You are a monster on the field. We almost lost to you today. You are the ultimate example of what a true competitor should be: strong and proud. How many have you eaten to have such big muscles?"
Bruno just let the man continue with his sexual massage as his cock rubbed on George's eight inches, "I've eaten 108 men starting with games in high school when I first joined the football team."
"No wonder you are so powerful. And now you are mine." He said as he dug his fingers on Bruno's hard pectorals. "I've only eaten 16 men. You are going to be my 17th. Are you scared? There is no need to lie to me, I won't judge you."
"I've eaten so many men. Most proudly accepted the sensation of gliding down my throat. Some men struggled helplessly. Once I’ve tasted a man’s toes I can’t stop! But I'm telling you for sure that I'm not afraid. I knew this day would come eventually. I have watched you and your team grow in strength. Nobody can afford the luxury of thinking about being eaten, but if I could have chosen, I would have selected you. But if you dare lose before winning this tournament I'll kick your ass in the afterlife. Because I won't rest in peace being eaten by a guy just so he loses the following game," Bruno said, chuckling as both men walked towards the bed. “When you meet your next opponent you will have my strength inside of you, and the strength and passion of all the men I’ve eaten.”
“I feel invincible already," George replied as he licked Bruno’s face, kissing him. “The league knows I am eating you. When they see me next I will be lean an massive like you!”
George loved Bruno's strong, but gentle touch on his own body and how the bigger's man hair tickled his skin. He wondered if he had lost if Bruno would have chosen him. He hoped he would have been chosen if it were the case.
Soon they begun to hear some loud moaning and wall banging on the walls next door and both men laughed. The other members of Feral Tigers were clearly hungry to savor their victory.
Then George decided to have his fun as well and rolled on the bed to stay on top of Bruno, he looked into Bruno’s green eyes with his honey ones slowly went down to suck Bruno’s raging hard cock. The soon to be meat was puzzled and between his moans he asked, "What are you doing? Shouldn't I be sucking you?"
"I will have the honor of being the last man to taste your seed. I will eat all of you. I deserve to taste your sweaty ass and balls, your cum. I will truly know you and remember you from what you are about to surrender.” George explained between insistent licks.
Bruno could only thank him for his generosity and he felt ashamed. He had never given the chance to all the previous men he had fucked and eaten to be the top one last time in their lives. Bruno now realized that George would become a legendary player as his victor prepared his meal vigorously. Bruno surrendered his body to George’s hungry mouth as the lips and tongue hurled him closer and closer to the feeding. Bruno groaned loudly spilling his hot milk inside of George's mouth. Everybody on both teams could hear that Bruno was being eaten! Bruno was still hard.
"You are such hot and delicious stud." the blond said before kissing the other man on the mouth, sharing the cum in his mouth. Bruno’s eyes popped open wide as he tasted the wild erotic flavor of his juice. His cock surged with energy.
Once he broke the kiss, George fingered himself to adjust himself better and deftly sat on the monster cock. He moaned loudly as the big dick penetrated him and massaged his prostate and started to move up and down while playing with Bruno’s thick nipples. Both were moaning loudly when Bruno started to move his hips and quickly grab George to make him lay down on his chest.
The smaller man loved the bigger one's musky smell. He could smell the testosterone and virility oozing off his skin as Bruno humped him wildly. Bruno hit the prostate over and over as he worked to please the victor, George thought he would faint form so much pleasure as his dick was grinding on Bruno between their bodies. Soon George jumped off the horny cock and swallowed the thick shaft. Bruno roared and flooded hot cum inside of George who sprayed Bruno with his thick seed. Both men panted breathlessly, but both knew they could keep this up for longer. George picked some of his own cum with his right hand and pushed it into Bruno's entrance.
He could tell how tight it was, but it only made him smile even further. Knowing what's to come, the bigger man just raised his legs to make his ass more easy to penetrate and George didn't have to be asked twice. he accepted the invitation and started to hammer his own cock into the big man.
George loved how warm, moist and tight it was. Bruno was clenching involuntarily as he screamed from both pain and pleasure. In fact the whole floor was filled with similar cries of players fucking their brains out one last time. There was no meaning in hold back. Both came once more time and at the same time no less.
George fell over Bruno, who hugged the smaller male gently. Both were very tired and spent, but with big grins on their faces. George could listen Bruno's heart racing on his chest. He then looked at the succulent meat and said, "I guess it's time. I wish I could use you for longer. But coach needs us to have all of you digested as soon as possible before the next match. You are the biggest man. I should have swallowed you an hour ago.”
"I understand. It’s as the same with us. Eat me now," Bruno surrendered with a final kiss.
"Thanks. I know you'll become more muscle for me. But I'll start from your feet. Lay down with your ass up. I will try to swallow without chewing you. They say that a man cums all the way down when he is swallowed whole.”
Bruno obediently did as he was told and George licked his feet making him giggle like a child before George started to really swallow him. The big man enjoyed the sensation of his whole body being swallowed. His legs felt warm as the hungry throat embraced him. George’s tongue skillfully grazed the flavorful cock making Bruno cum over and over. George’s esophagus was warm and supple, giving him a full body massage as he enjoyed being swallowed. The smaller male was amazed at how much cum the big man had made. He wondered if he had the habit of saving himself of game days to fuck his prey a lot. But not that it matters anymore.
George continued swallowing and savoring the big man's flavor, his salty sweat, the hard big muscles that made him want to bite with his teeth. Bruno was moaning the whole trip and soon his head disappeared into George's mouth. With one final swallow the big man was inside of his stomach. George couldn't move, but he never felt so satisfied in his entire life. He sighed loudly while Bruno was digested.
Bruno, on the other hand, felt warm all over thanks to the digestive acids which were slowly dissolving him. He realized that George had prolonged his life by swallowing Bruno’s massive cum which coated his body. He had no regrets. This was the fate he chosen and he would take it and die with dignity and pride. He used one hand to play with his left nipple while the other tried to keep his cock hard and it got him a few more moans. He could see that his skin was becoming red from the acids and it both tingled and hurt. He remembered the faces of all the men he had consumed to make his chiseled body and knew that George would remember him in the future as well. His final orgasm hit massive and he finally was absorbed into George.
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