#i 100 would let adam gerber eat me
“You wanna try your luck little guy? Just try and get away.” I said sneeringly as I backed the skinny man into the corner of the locker room. I knew I was a wall of muscle, pumped and veiny from my workout, that we was not going to try and pass. I pinned his arms to his side and looked in his frightened face. He struggled uselessly to free himself from my grip. I squeezed his arms in harder.
He looked cute scared. I’d seen him on the gym floor and thought he looked tasty. If i’d met him when i wasnt so hungry he might see my chest as a soft beefy pillow, but in the moment they were boulders of muscle standing in front of his face keeping him immobile.
Leaning in I licked his cheek up to his temple, tasting the sweat from the workout. “What the hell??” He replied in bewilderment. “Just testing the seasoning. Tastes great” I said with a coy grin. Before he could say anything I covered his mouth with my hand and pinned him to the lockers with my whole body. Savoring the moment I opened my mouth wide and slowly slipped it over the top of his head, just beneath my chin. I teased him with my tongue and lightly scraped my teeth across his skin as I sank down on top of his head. Lifting his body into the air I know swallowed more forcefully. I quickly dragged him down through my constricting esophagus into my gut, forcing my tongue against the roof of my mouth and strongly swallowing. Waves of pleasure rolled across my skin as my tight stomach muscles were loosened and stretched to incredible proportions.
After a minute i sat down on the bench fully sated. Heavy pecs resting on top of my bulging squirming gut protruding on top of my legs. My dick throbbed into the writing mass. I let out a massive UUUUUUURRRRPPP and proudly strutted my gigantic gut attached to my godly frame out the front door of the gym.
