The Secret Spot
The Secret Spot
"Fuuuuck....." Nox groaned, beating his dick. He was sitting on Logan's chest. The tip of the hyena's dick rested on the monkey's open lips, and without much more effort, he spilled his load out into his friend's mouth, slopping it into the back of his throat and flooding his face with jizz. Logan whined, straining from the weight of his friend bearing down, tongue pushing through the sheet of spunk as he swallowed as much of it as he could, craving this since they met up earlier this evening. Logan slumped on the grass, a wet gulp finally clearing his mouth of seed. The scent of their intimacy enveloped the clearing, intoxicating them. He hadn't cum yet, but he needed a break, and Nox could tell, rolling onto the grass beside him. He took his first full breath since the brute took his seat a few minutes before.
It had been a rough few days for the primate, the moods each morning strained by reasons he couldn't see. Things got busy, and the perfect storm of a weakened mind and no time to give it space culminated towards the strange concoction of exhaustion and desperate physical desire. He scooted over through the grass, Nox's arm already lifted to accept his body in that familiar, warm nook against the hyena's chub.
They stared up into the stars, the sun slowly dipping below the horizon. Their chests heaved in unison. They shared their warmth as their legs intertwined, and they waited. Decompressing, relaxing, pretend the rest of the world didn't exist for just a little while longer. Nox's chest thumped loudly. Logan loved to listen to it. It reminded him he was here with his friend.
It was a spot from when Logan was a kid, back in the days when parents were allowed to let their kids roam on their own for hours, whether for adventure, or simply from neglect. He never lingered on which applied to him. Nestled underneath a great willow, the hill they lay on was blanketed with luscious, green grass, the gentle trickle of a creek some feet below them. Not a car could be heard, the hike out there nearly an hour of walking, the only sounds tickling their ears being the songs of crickets and birds, and their own breath.
It took a lot for him to invite the hyena out here. They've been friends for a long time, but it was a sacred spot for the monkey, a place where he could be alone with himself when he needed it. He took a risk with an unlikely friend, and so far, its been worth it. The two have made a connection despite their differences.
He never would've imagined making a friend like Nox. A few inches shy of eight feet, the hyena was the definition of a stud. Muscle and fat bulked his body to weigh half of a small sedan, and radiating confidence that could melt the sun. He was in porn, the private industry booming over the past few years, and the hunk's following spread his influence far and wide. They simply met at a coffee place one day, and weeks after regular run-ins, the realization heated the monkey's face that he's blown many loads to the hyena's professional videos. It was something Nox was used to apparently, but the monkey needed a few days to center himself after realizing how much he's seen of this giant beside him.
Nox's promiscuous nature helped undress Logan pretty quickly. In fact, one leak in a stall during a coffee date quickly led to a surprise gut pressing to the back of the monkey and tugging his cock until it roped into the urinal. After that, the two were soon a perfect match for each other in the sack, having years of hang-outs that occasionally led to the monkey getting rammed into a wall.
The sex was different from the content Nox made, according to the star at least. The connection with someone is rare in the world of porn. Comments, tips, mailed-in gifts all felt good, but it was a different relationship to have a friend to confide in, to bond and to mutually desire in the way that they do for each other. It isn't to say Logan didn't admire the hyena for what he does. The monkey is in awe at the energy and power he puts out in the work, whether guest stars or solo work. All of it fueled Logan when he indulged, and only made him want to hang out and see that handsome mug again.
"I think I'm a little bloated from you." The monkey's hand jostled his own abdomen, the soft lift of the skin from his swollen cum-filled belly apparent. He held back a burp.
Nox's snout dipped down and kissed the monkey on the lips, "Plenty more where that came from, hun." A lick to the nose, "I can already go again. Plus, we ain't goin' home til my boy is drained. Don't think I didn't notice you haven't shot yet."
"Heh, I know...I was just a little beat from today. We'll get there." His head cradled in, a hand sliding over to the hyena's gut as it circled the soft, warm fur. He remembered the first day they met. Nox's shirt was a little too small for him, and the curve at this tummy was peeking out at him, practically asking Logan to touch it. Its what prompted that first interaction, the primate unable to pull his gaze quick enough before the canine caught notice. If it weren't for that innate desire to feel a man's tank, they might've never met.
The monkey's hand gripped his friend's pudge, wobbling it lightly as he started to think about the recent discovery about Nox's habits. It was a secret the hyena kept about his platform, or at least a more curated platform. Nox's size and appetite for pleasure stretched further than the world of sex. One rogue video that Logan was able to find on a website regarded a twink of a bunny getting rutted in Nox's lap. Dread flooded Logan as minutes in, the hyena swallowed the boy whole, in a matter of seconds, and the rest of the video was the writhing gut softening it's prey alive until nothing but the rounded belly was left, the same belly he loved so much.
Nox's face was obscured in the vid, but Logan knew his torso and dick anywhere. It was illegal, what he did. Eating people has loaded prison's across the country with predators who indulge in their dark desires. The monkey knew it was something that existed in this world, something that could threaten his life if he hung out with the wrong people. Hook-up culture is dangerous, and if you are too small or too careless, you'll disappear and nobody will know why.
Logan hated how it enticed him.
"You thinkin' about it again?" Nox's tone was gentle, fingers caressing the monkey's arm for comfort.
"Mhm." His gaze was empty, trapped in his mind as he wrestled with desire and self-preservation.
"I'm not going to eat you." It felt like a firm reassurance, and he certainly trusted Nox, but he constantly wonders whether he should. Ever since Logan learned about it, a part of him second guesses meeting up with him again. He was putting a lot of faith in the hyena, and its all paid off so far. After all, that was only a month ago, and they've been hanging out at the secret spot for months before that.
If Nox wanted to...it'd be over already. Logan was fit and could get scrappy if he needed to, but compared to the hyena, he was stick ready to be snapped.
"You grow up learning how fucked up it is." His eyes never left the dome of a belly, fingers tracing Nox's navel, "My parents used to talk about how plenty of college kids go missing on some city campuses. The police always post posters, wondering where these kids were going...but people know. Stress from school leads them to a seedy club where they suck a dick and die in a belly after getting a little too drunk." Logan's hand moved to Nox's chest, resting their as he finally pulled his gaze from the smelter his friend sported.
"When I was at school, I nearly went to some of those places. I never lost any friends, but its not rare to know someone who disappears. Hell, some of those forum links get passed around. People talking about how horny they get chatting with the guys looking for meat to churn." The vocabulary always pinged a part of his brain, making him shiver.
Nox hugged the monkey tight against his side, exploring with him, "You ever go on those sites?"
A nod, "First time was in college, when they were getting passed around. Its like...a new drug that everyone wants to try. And they really can kill you." His voice trembled softly, trepidatious as he confided in all the taboo things he's never imagined telling anyone about.
"Who'd you chat with?" His hand reached over to idly squeeze Logan's bulge, his length already chubbing back to life.
The monkey breathed deep, letting the heat and potent scent of Nox's pit calm him, like it has many times before, "I never saw his face...but his body was huge. Ten feet tall, muscle and fat covering every inch of him. I could see his trunk, so he was definitely an elephant. He knew exactly how to horn me up...telling me to let loose, smoke a little to relax. Send him pics." He looked down to his dick, already leaking as Nox reached down to palm and stroke it, "I listened to him. It was nice to follow his instructions. He was like...a ten minute walk away. I wanted to suck his dick so bad and I remember nearly heading over to just...see him. I got dressed, I got my shoes on, I nearly walked out the door, but he sent something just as I was about to agree. ' I wanna make you squirm, boy.' I didn't understand at first...because I was already squirming plenty." A pause and he took a deep breath, "And then it hit me. I convinced myself to nut and closed the laptop for over a day after that."
"Fuck...he would've done it. Its good you didn't go." He was listening, feeling the dread and arousal that the monkey was feeling too.
"It would've been over. Everything I lived for. Fuck it made me so hard..." He gulped, nuzzling in harder and pushing into the strokes, "I-Its making me hard right now..."
"I can tell. Its biological, hun. Some of us want to eat. Some of us want to be eaten." It was spoken so matter-of-factly. The cold, hard, truth. His muscle tensed around the primate, and Logan visibly softened as he was snuggled in tighter, "Just relax...I'm not convincing you to do anything. Just be here with me."
Logan whined softly as the memories of the past hooked into his psyche, Nox pushing a finger into his mouth. He suckled it on silent command before the wet digit went back to his dick to stroke it. He stared up to the handsome head watching him, eyes lingering down to the black jowls glistening in the little sunlight they have left. He leaned in to savor a kiss, tongue dipping into the canine's maw. Their tongues danced, slobber pushing into the monkey's mouth. He loved Nox's drool, feeling craved, tasting so good. It only boiled the mixture of fear and excitement further.
He pulled suddenly, eyes squinting shut as he writhed in the grasp of the hyena, "What would he have done to me? That elephant?" He wanted the story to play out, and Nox was an expert storyteller.
Nox's snout pressed to the monkey's neck, steaming breath huffing out against his fur as his hand continued to pump, lips meeting with Logan's round ears, "Well...he probably would've invited you in. Talked with you to mingle and loosen you up. Maybe offered a drink. He would've asked to see you naked. Big hands of his roaming your beautiful body..." His fingers traced the monkey's arm, crawling over to his chest to circle his pierced nipple. Logan inhaled sharply as the hyena's thick claw teased around the sensitive nub.
He continued, "He would've let you sniff him. Get familiar with that thick scent a huge guy like that has. Get you drunk on that too. He'd watch how much you melt under his touch and start to drool. He'd probably get your legs hiked up on his bed, his tongue tasting you for the first time. There's a lot of flavor down there." Nox's tongue slapped into the monkey's ear, smearing deep into it, bubbly spit dribbling down the monkey's face as Logan's face heated and whimpered. The monkey was leaking like a faucet down below.
"He would've fucked you if he fit, otherwise he'd probably start kissing your feet...and then he'd ask. 'You ever think about getting eaten? You're so fucking tasty...'" The hyena's jaws nibbled the monkey's ear, Logan on the brink of eruption. "All he'd need for you is to show some interest...and he'd swallow down your feet, and the rest of you following them...his throat would pinch you tight and his belly would hold you firm. Then he'd help you cum...and you'd be as good as dead." He snickered, the cackling his species is well known for, "You know how I know?"
Logan was hanging on every word, "H-How do you know?"
"Because I've done it to so many boys like you...and they've all melted in my belly." His grip tightened on the monkey's dick, and without a second to spare, Logan's back arched into the teasing ropes spattering up his damp torso, mixing with sweat and spit. His balls tightened, the primate pushing into each pump and firing it full up his face, his body cascading in pure bliss.
The silence was painful, because as the monkey's arousal diminished, he slowly realized everything he was allowing himself to be urged by. The monkey trembled softly, fear pulsing through him, but Nox was quick to act, pulling the monkey on top of him into a loving hug, his excitement pasting them together as Logan sighed, hugging around his bigger friend.
"It's okay, hun. Just trying to make you cum. I'd never sacrifice a friend like you for a load." His words hit hard, the monkey pausing for a minute before responding.
"...You promise?" A crack of his voice, desperate.
"I promise." A kiss to the top of his head, "If you ask for it though, that's a different story. We'll have to talk plenty about it before anything ever happens.~"
The monkey smiled, the dread gripping him less, "I'll keep that in mind...fuck, you are dirty."
The hyena's tongue scraped through the monkey's hair, grooming him softly, "You have no idea."