More than just a trim

Chris hair was getting out of control. Naturally curly, it broke free of all gel and wax applied to it, each time returning with more bounce and an upgrade to it's thickness. Chris hated his hair. It was the only part of him he disliked. For a teen growing up in the 21st century he had escaped most of the curses of puberty; obesity, spots and the like and come out looking like a healthy, gorgeous young man. One of his best features, he thought, was his belly. Far from being morbidly overweight Chris had good, strong arms and defined pectorials but for some reason had a "beer belly" were most people doing the same amount of exercise had flat stomachs. At first he hated it and tried everything to get rid of it but by now he had accepted it as being part of him, in fact sometimes he thought it WAS him. Rubbing it and listening to it gurgle was one of his favourite ways to get himself horny.


School dragged on for hours. It seemed like ages had past when it was only 1pm. The bell for the end wouldn't ring until 2:45 which meant Chris had almost 2 hours of mind numbing lessons to endure. By 1:15 he had had enough, picking up his bag he crept out of the classroom and made his way outside. He stopped at the end of the road. Where could he go? He had limited money and that was supposed to be for his haircut. Chris decided to get the cut over with now and meet up with his friends once they finished school. He imagined the suprised looks on their faces as he stood grinning through the other side of the fence.

By the time he had reached the barber shop the sun was beating, unmercifully on the concrete jungle of his home town. Being on the chubby side Chris had removed his school jumper and tie and opened his top button but still sweat pooled around his arse crack, balls and formed under his armpits. He sat down on a bench under the shade of a willow tree, it's dropping leaves offering temporary relief from the unforgiving sun above. The barber shop was still 5 minutes away and Chris had started to smell so he decided it would be best to head home.

Just as he was about to get up Chris was shouted by the young helper who worked at the barbers.
"Hey Chris, your hairs getting a bit long isn't it!" The young assistant, Josh said with a cheeky grin on his face.
"Yer but least it's not in the gay style yours is" Chris laughed back, poking fun at Josh who had an obsession with gelling his hair in the correct style every day.
"Why don't you go get it cut now, there's no queue and Carl is doing it half price today?" Josh asked.
Chris decided it would be best to get it over and done with and thanked Josh and set off once again. When he reached the cool shade of the overhang in front of the shop he paused and looked in. It was dark inside, Josh was right, there was no queue but Carl, the barber, didn't seem to be there either. Just as he was about to leave Carl came round from the alley next to the shop.
"Are you open mate?" Chris asked Carl whilst wondering what he was doing in the alley.
"Yeh i am, ill just unlock the door" Said Carl. As he put the key in the lock he caught a whiff of the salty stench coming from Chris’s pits and his deep brown eyes filled with hunger...

Chris was oblivious to this as he was concentrating on staying out of the sun and was relived when the door opened and he could sit in a cool leather chair. Carl came over and began to cut his hair. They chatted but things remained silent as most men do when getting their hair cut. 20 minutes later Chris was sporting a new, shorter hair style and was loving the fact that it let him cool down much quicker than his old wild bush.
"How much was it?" He asked Carl, who was at the till typing.
"Erm" Said Carl looking nervous and checking the door "I'll let you have it for free if you help me shift some old boxes in the back room." It sounded like a good way to spend the time waiting for his friends and to keep the money so Chris agreed. He turned round to go in the back room and once again missed the look of lust and hunger wash over Carl's usually calm and handsome face making him seem animalistic.

After heaving boxes for 5 minutes Chris began to get very sweaty and hot, despite the new hair so he removed his shirt. Carl joined him in the moving and pretty soon removed his own shirt also. Chris never counted himself as gay, more of just "curious" about other man but they had always been something about Carl he just didn't quite get. Something that made Chris look at him differently. Now he understood it was all of him.
Now in his early 30s Carl was an impressive man, around 5'11 high with jet black hair and well defined Pecs showing through his often tight shirts. However as of late father hood had caught up and he now had a big, round belly, not flabby but tense and held aloft unlike most saggy bellies. What's more it had just the right amount of hair. A happy trail and a soft covering of black short hair in between the pecs. Whilst Chris had yet to develop a lot of chest hair himself yet he hated bears and couldn't stand extremely hairy bellies. Chris couldn't help himself and he just stared as Carl's massive biceps heaved up a box, dripping sweat onto his hairless belly. Carl noticed Chris staring and watched with a smile as Chris dropped his gaze hurriedly.
"It's alright to look you know" Chris heard Carl say. It must be a trick he thought, to get Chris to look before Carl ousted him as being interested in men.
"I mean it" Said Carl and in one fluid motion he stepped over the boxes and pinned Chris up against the wall, his tongue licking Chris soft, pink, boyish lips, begging to be let in. Chris got over his initial surprise quickly, and obediently opened his mouth, allowing the pulsing pink organ of Carl's to invade his mouth.

Chris wasn't aware of how long it was before they broke apart. Carl laid on the floor and motioned Chris to join him. They laid on their arms, their bushy, sweaty pits open to the air. Carl lent over and licked Chris, long, sweaty brown pit hairs, sampling the taste of pure teen sweat and testosterone.
"I've done something for you, now you need to do something for me Chris" Carl said, whilst his hand rubbed Chris belly lovingly.
"What ever it is you name it" Said Chris, a contented grin on his handsome, young face.
"I want you inside me Chris" Said Carl as if it was a normal conversation, "Ever since you first came in here years ago, i wanted you inside of me, surging through my gut, being turned into me and used as i wanted" Carl then began to stroke himself fast; his words had started a massive erection in his tight boxers. "Carl i want you in my belly, and i want you in now, your going in whether you want to or not!"

"Carl....i don't want to go in your belly!" Chris said quickly! Carl looked furious and started towards him, his muscular arms flexing. "However!" Shouted Chris, dropping to his knees naked, "You are no longer Carl, you have turned into a monster, a hulking, godlike monster who has enslaved me and made me his little toy. And as my masters toy I am totally under his control and i would be happy to fulfil my entire life’s purpose of providing nutrients to him, hopefully becoming part of his massive biceps or his godlike thighs or maybe even part of his big belly itself! However if he saw fit to not use my pathetically weak body as parts of his far superior own form, i would be more than happy to be turned into foul smelling, shit and drop out of my gods perfect anus as nothing."

Chris finished talking and looked at Carl to see what he would say about his pledge of obedience and becoming his meal. A massive smirk formed over Carl's model like features.
"Yes Chris, you are mine now, before you were worth nothing and you still are but now you are MY nothing and i will control you!" "I order you to lie down...NOW!" Shouted Carl! Chris obeyed instantly and laid on his back, awaiting his fate.
"I'm going to eat you now" Said Carl laughing "But which way should i slave?"
" Eat me headfirst master, i want to see the slimy innards i am descending into" Chris replied.

Carl positioned himself at Chris head before expanding his jaws downwards at a truly epic rate. His tongue licked Chris face all over. Chris grinned as the mighty organ caressed his nose and cleaned out his ears. Carl then enveloped Chris head fully before snaking his way down his neck. He let himself rest for a bit, savouring the taste of the trapped teen before continuing. His tongue reached Chris nipples and greedily swallowed the Pecs they where positioned on whilst it fondled the erect pink nipples themselves. For Chris this was an amazing experience. They was no better way to die in his opinion. He had a long lasting view of Carl's uvula, dangling before him until 3 huge gulps forced him down a tight, muscular wall. He descended further and further down his throat till he reached a slimy sphincter just before his stomach. His head bumped against the soaking muscle and his feet waved helplessly in the air. Carl mumbled something and somehow Chris understood and began to struggle. As he struggled it sent Carl into a state of pure ecstasy. The struggling teen excited his throat muscles which pushed him further down.

Carl meanwhile was used to this by now. He had eaten many a grown man but a teen was a different experience. What's more he had never eaten a fully obedient meal before. Sure he liked it when they tried to escape but this was a new experience. Most volunteers had bottled it by this time and were squirming wildly as if trying to free themes from his vice like throat. But not Chris. he was obedient and a good slave, it was almost a pity to eat him straight away, after all he had a nice bubble but, he could have been your sex slave... It was far more enjoyable to feel a small prey twitching in his throat. His tongue and lips clasped Chris ridged cock and began to rub it, sending it into a frenzied state of hormones. He tasted pre cum and before he knew it, his throat was drenched in teen come. He gulped the drink down, the salty liquid dripping over the struggling teen in his mouth.

Chris got a small warning as drips came down before he was almost drowning in his own cum. With a loud pop his head popped through the sphincter and his feet flipped into the air with gravity taking them down the throat. He landed with a small splash in Carl's already swollen belly. The acid level was low at the moment, and even though it was a tight fit with his body curled up in a foetal position it felt like he was home. Chris was gently rocked to sleep as Carl stood up, pulling his clothes back on and sitting on the soft leather chair thinking about the experiences. He gripped his own meat and began to pump it. It quickly rose to 10 inches high and pre cum oozed out of the swollen head. His moans reached Chris through the walls of fat and muscle he was to become and it sent him into a state of sexual frenzy again. He massaged Carl's belly causing Carl to almost scream in pleasure. A larger drip of pre cum oozed over his hands before his lap was drenched in his salty seed. He lay back panting, sweat dripping everywhere and licked his lips. Chris had tasted excellent he thought, tangy from all the sweat but very, very meaty like a true man should. He looked down at his shrinking cock. Maybe next time he would eat someone with his dick he thought. He emitted a loud belch and a cloud of musky gas splurted out. He laid back on his chair and patted his round belly.

Under his hand he could feel Chris squirming around as the acid poured in, melting and reshaping his body into protein for his biceps and lumps of shit. He dozed of as digestion began....

An hour later and Carl's belly had gone down. He stood in front of the mirror shirtless, flexing his biceps, much bigger from the protein he gained from Chris. He patted his rounder belly, Life was good. Just then the door opened behind him and he saw Josh entering the shop.
"Finished with Chris" He asked with an evil smirk.
"Yep, he's mine now" Carl replied, his deep brown eyes twinkling as he gently rubbed his swollen stomach.
"His friend Tom is outside waiting for him" Replied Josh "Tom's big and muscular, a true man. I was wondering if you could let me have this one?"
Carl studied his pupil carefully, was he ready for a meal?
"On one condition" He said
"What?"
"He goes up your butt" Carl said with a laugh.
"It would be my pleasure" Josh said, bowed and went outside to greet his next victim...