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closing time and then go to the men's room... you'll either get the fucking of your life or you'll never be seen again!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "There's a legend at the university where if you stay in the basement until after closing time and then go to the men's room... you'll either get the fucking of your life or you'll never be seen again!", "writing": "The Legend of the Library\n\n\tWhen Riley and Pat had first heard the rumors about the county library's basement, they'd laughed it off. As high-schoolers, the childhood friends (and recent secret fuckbuddies) had become accustomed to stupid pranks and jokes like that passed down by generations of upper-classmen. But Riley just couldn't stop talking about it. He was a year and a half older and newly 17, while Pat was only 15. The older teen was the more adventurous and dominant of the pair, and the tall blond youth chubbed up every time someone told a slightly different version of the legend. Pat (quieter, shorter, chubbier, and less athletic) was less enthused.\n\n\tThere were two main versions of the tale. Both agreed that weird things happened in the basement's most remote Men's Room if you could stick around until an hour after the library closed on Saturdays. Many specifically agreed that you should wait in the handicap stall with the door slightly ajar. The senior drama kids generally swore that a gal-pal's boyfriend's teammate's ex's older brother's downlow RA's Scruff hookup had managed the feat and come out of the library hours later with a cum-smeared grin and a noticeably bow-legged walk, only saying it was the best he'd ever had. The other version was more boring-spooky-shit than salacious: those that attempted it on a dare sometimes never returned.\n\n\tAs the two teens settled into their new schoolyear (the first in high-school for Pat) and got used to their schedules, Pat started thinking his buddy had forgotten about the rumor. Sure, Riley kept wanting them to do their studying in the library instead of at one of their houses in the same cul-de-sac, but honestly it was a better study environment anyway. Not to mention the sights! All ages and types filled out the various tables and sofas, from teens to frat boys to jocks to twinks to bears. That wasn't even mentioning the librarians... it seemed like the entire library staff was made up of handsome daddy-types.\n\n\tOn one Friday halfway through the semester, the pair were in the library basement studying for their separate classes. Or at least Pat was trying to study; the pudgy ginger kept feeling like someone was watching them. Every time he looked around the only consistent presence was the librarian behind his desk. Pat hadn't actually caught the admittedly hunky 40-something DILF staring yet, but he still quietly pointed him out to Riley. Riley grinned, and was quick to whisper that he'd been crushing on that specific librarian for weeks now. Pat couldn't see much with the counter in the way, but apparently the man had a beer gut that had Riley ogling him whenever the librarian stood, and was possibly smuggling a beer can in the crotch of his slacks.\n\n\tPat had always worried that he was more into Riley than Riley was into him. Riley seemed all about the mature, bearish, daddy types when looking up porn, while Pat was into... Riley. The young runner/surfer type with shaggy blond hair and a perpetual tan. He knew they weren't boyfriends or anything, but... whatever, there was no point in hopping aboard that train-of-thought again. Pat had gotten so lost in his own thoughts that Riley had to poke his shoulder multiple times to bring him back to reality. ``What? Did you say something?'' ``Dude, lower your voice! I said I'm going to try it tomorrow.'' Pat knew what his buddy meant, but had to ask. ``Try what?'' Riley's only response was to widen his grin and motion his head towards the hallway next to the librarian's counter; a hallway that led to the farthest restrooms in the library basement...\n\n\tOn their way back to their neighborhood in Riley's car that evening, Pat tried to think of a reason his friend shouldn't do it. ``You could get in trouble'' sounded like something a little kid would say. ``You might disappear'' was downright ridiculous! And ``I don't want you to come back saying you had the best sex ever'' would reveal some feelings he wasn't ready for Riley to know about. He was still trying to think of something as they took turns showering at Pat's place (Riley slept over half the time), but finally gave up as they got back to his room and 69'ed. Sex was still new to both of them, but they'd been happy to discover they were both gay. Pat eventually drifted off to sleep but kept being awoken by strange dreams, and once from the sound of Riley jerking off next to him.\n\n\tWhen closing time at the county library approached the next day, Pat and Riley were already hiding in one of the lockable ``study-rooms'' of the basement with the lights off. Riley would be getting a charge for not returning the key that day, but he could just go in Monday and say he forgot. They made sure to stay out of sight of the door's windowpane, sitting in corner blocked from view and slowly masturbating each other's hard cocks. Once forty-five minutes had passed, Riley turned the doorknob as quietly as possible before tiptoeing towards the Men's Room. All the legends said you had to go alone, so Pat was staying behind in the study room and peeking through the windowpane, which faced the entrance to the hall.\n\n\tPat watched Riley disappear down the hall in the dark basement, with only the emergency exit signs providing illumination. One of the librarians had already made the rounds earlier to check each study room was locked and ``empty'', so the boy didn't worry too much about pulling a tall chair up to the door so he could watch in comfort. Comfort... and eventually boredom. It'd been 20 minutes since Riley vanished from view, and Pat was wondering how long they'd wait. Just then, he heard the sound of heavy footsteps clomping down wooden stairs.\n\n\tIt was hard to make out the silhouetted figure in such dim lighting, but something about the tall, broad shape had Pat convinced it was ``Riley's librarian'' (as he'd been mentally referring to the man). The staff office was located on the first floor, so the man had probably been finishing up work in there. But why come down to the basement before leaving? Everything clicked into place as he saw the shape head for restrooms. Either the man had a favorite restroom... or he was at least part of the legend's source.\n\n\tAfter a few minutes of nothing happening, Pat cracked the study room's door open. Without that barrier, he could just barely make out what might have been muffled voices coming from the direction of the restrooms. There was quiet again for a bit, and then the faint but unmistakable sound of bodies slapping against each other. For some reason his heart sunk as he realized Riley was probably getting fucked damn good by the DILF of his dreams. Pat sat there, still and silent; listening as the noises of sex went on... and on... and on... interrupted four times by animalistic roars so loud he would have believed they came from inside the room. Had the librarian really bred Riley's ass four times in just over two hours!?\n\n\tAfter the fourth climax, Pat saw that tall shape exiting the hallway. The teen could have been mistaken for a statue for how frozen he was as the librarian leisurely strode across the room and up the stairs to the first floor. A few minutes later a smaller shape also exited the hallway, moving much slower and heading towards the study room. Riley was definitely walking funny, and as he came into view showed definite signs of dishevelment. Without a word, the well-fucked older-boy took Pat's hand and led him toward the opposite set of stairs and out the rear exit of the library.\n\n\tThere was a dreamy smile on Riley's face the whole drive back. As they got out of the old Corolla, Pat was able to spot a growing stain on the back of his friend's shorts and a matching one on the driver's seat. Riley didn't seem to care. It wasn't until they'd made it back to Pat's room that they finally spoke a bit. As Riley stripped his clothes off, not bothering to shower, he told Pat that it had definitely been the best sex of his entire life, maybe even of his dreams. The burly librarian had fucked that super-thick cock into him against the stall wall, laying on the bathroom floor, bouncing up and down while sitting on the toilet, and once while holding the teenager in the air! He was murmuring all this while absentmindedly playing with the cum slowly seeping out of a still gaping asshole.\n\n\tRiley seemed to fall asleep almost immediately, tired out from the night's activities. Next to him, Pat found himself unable to sleep. His emotions were complicated. He was happy for his friend. And it was objectively hot as fuck to hear about. But... he worried that somehow things would be different now. Like maybe Riley wouldn't be interested in sex with a freshman anymore. But he was apparently mistaken in thinking Riley had already drifted off. Riley mumbled one more thing before turning to face the wall: ``You know, the DILF said he'd definitely show me a good time, but that my younger friend was the type he was really into playing with...''\n\n\tAs the days went by, it seemed at least one of Pat's fears had been quashed; Riley stayed over every night that week and was beyond eager to plow the pig's hole with his beautiful 6-incher. It seemed his experience in the library had caused the junior to start fantasizing about the librarian pounding his freshman buddy's tight ass. As the donkey contorted his friend like a pretzel so he could get even deeper, he was whispering filth in Pat's ears, like ``Fuck, you think this is good? Imagine if my cock was twice as thick and 3 inches longer and barbed, and it was just breeding you like this for HOURS while all you can smell is daddy musk!'' Pat was in heaven, getting bred every night by the guy he'd fallen for, and didn't want to do anything to risk ruining the passionate new energy between them. So when Riley giddily told him it was going to be the younger teen's turn to brave the library basement afterhours, he hadn't put up any resistance. Pat figured either he'd get an amazing fuck and be able to work Riley up all over again relating the experience; or get scolded for being underage, lie to Riley that it was great, and still be able to get the same end result.\n\n\tWaiting in the dark study-room was a bit different this time. Where Pat was a bundle of nerves, Riley seemed sexually charged to the max. Instead of mutually masturbating, the donkey was rimming Pat's tight hole with gusto, adding a finger to help prep his little buddy for an extra girthy cock. When the time came, Pat opened and shut the door quietly and started walking towards the basement Men's Room. With every clop through the dark library, Pat couldn't shake the feeling that he was walking towards his own execution. He felt Riley's leftover spit cooling on the skin of his hole (for some reason his friend had thought it'd be both hot and hilarious to not let Pat put his pants back on before leaving the study-room), and then his small penis and nuts shriveling up in the permanently-chilly air of the library basement.\n\n\tAfter what felt like an eternity, Pat found himself standing in front of the heavy Men's Room door. With a deep breath, he summoned up his courage and pushed through it into the restroom. He'd been in here before of course, but now it had taken on an air of the unknown. The 15-year-old went into the handicap stall and left the door open an inch. The stall was roomier than most, with its own sink and paper towel dispenser across from the heavy-duty toilet. Pat lowered the toilet lid and took a seat, shivering at first from the cool porcelain making contact with his butt cheeks.\n\n\tMaybe the librarian had been as eager for this as Riley, because it couldn't have been more than 5 minutes later that he heard steps approaching, followed by the sound of the restroom door opening. The stall door swung open a moment after that, giving Pat his first up-close look at ``Riley's Librarian.'' Pat had been too embarrassed to look the lion's way throughout the week. He'd been too nervous and flustered due to Riley's offhand remark about Pat being more the librarian's type. But as the librarian closed the stall door and turned to face him, Pat finally took it all in.\n\n\tThe lion looked to be around 45. Short, wavy, dark-brown hair and a well-groomed mane. Sexy black glasses that matched his navy slacks (obscenely bulged out in the crotch) and tie. A white button-down shirt under a brown tweed blazer. The shirt was stretched over the lion's meaty pecs and a beer gut sticking out at least 4 inches past his belt. Tail swishing back and forth behind him. All that and a ruggedly handsome face. He could see why Riley had gone goo-goo eyes over the DILF. The librarian really was exactly the type of male that the donkey had downloaded porn of in the gigabytes. Up close, Pat was seeing the appeal too, enough to quiet some of his apprehension as the lion loosened his tie and spoke.\n\n\t``Well well... I was hoping it'd be you this time. Your donkey buddy is a good fuck, but it's younger, shorter boys with meat on their bones like you that wake the beast in me.'' His voice was deep and sexual, with an intensity that seemed to vibrate Pat's nuts with every bass note. The lion continued while carefully hanging up his blazer and tie on one of the stall's coat hooks. ``And you look like a piglet in need of real daddy-type to show you your place in life. Glad to see you already lost the pants, but go ahead shuck the shirt too.'' Something in the tone of voice had Pat complying as quickly as possible, lifting the blue polo over his head and exposing his own little pot-belly. Once he could see again, Pat dropped his shirt to the floor and turned back in time to witness the lion removing his own.\n\n\tThe librarian knew he had the teen's full attention as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt from the top down, one at a time. The first thing that came into view were that furry chest and those pecs, obviously the product of hard exercise and tasty food. Unbuttoning further, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as he then freed his gut from its cloth constraints, allowing it to breathe too. Unlike the blazer, the shirt was carelessly tossed over the DILF's shoulder, where it landed across the stall door. ``Ok piglet, why don't you pull those legs up for me so I can see that pretty pink hole?'' Again, it was less a question than a command, and Pat did his best to look sexy as he obeyed. His reward was a pleased grunt from the librarian accompanied by groping that huge bulge in his slacks.\n\n\tThe DILF stepped forward while unbuckling and yanking his belt out through the loops. He dropped it to the floor with one hand while feeling up the boy's tight hole with the other. He took the middle finger he'd been pushing in a bit and popped it into his mouth while motioning for Pat to unzip him. He either really liked the taste or the feeling of his belly sagging free, because the DILF gave a growl of appreciation. Any doubts that this librarian had been fucking men here for some time disappeared as the lion reached behind the toilet's tank and grabbed a bottle of lube that had been hidden there. ``Go ahead and pull out that big kitty cock for me, boy. Yeah... get a feel for that monster before I plug your cute piggy asshole with it.'' And it was a monster prick. Pat had only ever played with Riley's cock and his own, and this dwarfed both of theirs in both length and girth. His anxiety started to return as he stroked the dribbled lube over the spined cock and helped it reach full erection.\n\n\tThat's when Pat heard the librarian's stomach give an audible groan of hunger. ``Told you your type wake the beast in me! Now you may want to bite your hand for this bit...'' Pat's confusion at the DILF's ``beast'' apparently referring to his gut rather than his cock took a backseat. His entire focus was on the baseball bat of a cock beginning its slow invasion of his puckered hole. He gave thanks to Riley for the frequent fucks all week and the rimming and fingering in the study-room, because those were likely all that kept him from passing out at the immense stretch needed to take that beer-can thick cock. The overwhelmed teen felt his head being tilted up to look at the tall DILF bending over him. The hand squeezed his jaws until his snout opened, and then the librarian slowly drooled directly down his throat. Pat had never done anything like spit play before, and was even more startled when the dominant lion followed up by spitting directly on his face and rubbing it in. ``Good piggy. Yeaaaaaaah, that's a GOOD pigboy, take that big kitty cock up your hole!''\n\n\tThe shock loosened the last of Pat's internal resistance, and the remaining 4 inches of cock rushed into him at once. He would have cried out, but the DILF had chosen that same moment to force their mouths together in a brutal kiss; it was all lust, with that giant sandpaper tongue forcing its way inside Pat's mouth and exploring his taste. The way Pat was curled up against the back of the toilet was deeply uncomfortable, but there was no time to complain: the fucking was about to start.\n\n\tThe librarian didn't bother starting slow, instead dragging his spined dick back until just the head was pulling against the stretched hole before thrusting the whole thing back inside. The boy felt like he was being penetrated and scraped at both ends, with that cock reaching farther inside his ass than any toy before, and the tongue nearly going down his throat. The DILF started getting into a rhythm of long-dicking the pig and then picked up the pace after breaking the kiss and wrapping a large hand around Pat's throat and squeezing.\n\n\tBetween the choking, the face slapping, the spitting, and of course the re-arranging of his insides, Pat was completely overwhelmed. He lost all track of time, coming back to himself only as he felt the cock punch even deeper inside him, accompanied by a roar next to his head and the feeling of lava coating his insides. The DILF gripped him even tighter and he felt shudders rock through the older man as they both rode it out. Pat thought he was finally going to get a minute to collect himself when the librarian raised up and that monster painfully popped out of his gaping hole. But no such luck. The adult motioned for him to stand up, then took Pat's place on the toilet seat and lowered his slacks to his ankles.\n\n\tThe baseball bat hadn't flagged in the least and now had a cummy sheen to it. The librarian waved it at Pat while raising an eyebrow. Getting his meaning, the chubby youth stepped forward on still-trembling legs before lowering himself down. He let out a sigh of pleasure as he felt the gaping emptiness inside replaced when he was stretched wide all over again. But as he looked into the librarian's face, there was something different in the lion's eyes, and the stomach let out an ominous growl once again. Two heavy hands landed on Pat's shoulders, and he was forced down until his cheeks were pressed against the adult male's thighs. Once again he was subjected to a bruising kiss, and those heavy hands moved down to grip his arms to his sides.\n\n\tThe muzzle pressed into Pat's kept widening further and further until it covered his whole face and that muscular tongue was running all over it. The teenager attempted to escape whatever was happening, but quickly realized just how bad a position he was in. His feet couldn't reach the restroom floor due to the angle and the 9 inches of thick cock plugging his ass. His arms lacked the strength to get free from the large hands pinning them. And that impossible muzzle kept stretching over his head until the lips were sealed around his neck. He was trapped in darkness while the DILF moaned at his flavor and occasionally bounced the boy on that thick cock. Pat was starting to understand why the librarian preferred smaller males; the lion was able to keep fucking his meal while leaning over to take in the smaller shoulders without difficulty. Even knowing how hopeless it was, Pat kept trying to escape his predicament up until his nipples slid inside the predator's mouth.\n\n\tFor the first time he felt the adult lion's sharp teeth clamp down on his flesh, and he immediately stilled in fear. But apparently this was less about biting through a meal and more about maintaining a powerful grip. The DILF's hands gripped harder, and he breathed through his nose like he was about to break a personal record in weightlifting. Then Pat's whole perception of gravity was upended as he felt himself lifted off that cock and into the air until his feet were above his head and his whole body was in a straight line pointing down the monster's throat. By this point, a couple powerful gulps had already pulled his head into what had to be the lion's esophagus and was being painfully squeezed. His progress through it had been slow, but now that gravity was aiding his descent, his passage sped up. With every terrifying gulp, more and more of the chubby teen disappeared from the outside world until soon enough his head breached into the stomach and he got his first real breath of fetid, acidic air.\n\n\tAs his shoulders started following him in, Pat wasted half the air in the roiling chamber screaming to Riley for help, despite knowing there was no way the donkey could hear him. Riley and the librarian had fucked for hours, so there was almost no chance he'd come investigate this soon. At about the same time Pat's head was being thrust into stomach acids, the librarian was yanking off his meal's socks and shoes before sucking in the hooves and enjoying the final tastes. With one final swallow, he finished stealing away the young pig's future full of hopes and dreams, instead dooming the youth to painfully die in his happily churning stomach.\n\n\tPat had accidentally swallowed some of the acid, and he felt it burning its way down his throat and into his own stomach even as his legs and feet slid into the stomach sac. The chamber was claustrophobically tight, and he could barely get the room to kick or punch as he was forcefully compressed into a sideways fetal position. The left-side of his body was submerged beneath the slowly rising liquids and already starting to tingle. How could this be happening to him? He'd only just started living his real life, and now he was just some post-fuck food for a librarian DILF!? It wasn't fair! Salty tears ran down his cheeks and into the stomach acids as the tingle morphed into a burn.\n\n\tSitting on his porcelain throne, Conan the librarian was basking in the orgasmic rush of devouring another kid. The little piglet had pushed all his buttons from the moment he'd laid eyes on the teen, and as soon as he'd found the lad's older donkey friend in his stall, he'd known he'd have the piglet melting in his stomach before the month was out. He didn't even remember how that rumor about the basement bathroom had originally started, but he'd been checking the stall weekly for years now. Sometimes it was empty and he'd go home to his husband. Sometimes there was a straight college jock waiting there on a dare, and he'd wag a finger at the boy and shoo him out (he only had one day off a week, and the bigger males took too long to work down to a manageable size to go into work on Mondays). Sometimes there was a hot young gay and he'd give them a pounding fantastic enough for the rumors to continue. And sometimes...\n\n\tSometimes there was a younger, smaller youth that his stomach couldn't wait to get to work on breaking down. Like this little piglet. There'd been fear in the lad's eyes when he'd entered the stall, but he'd obeyed Conan's commands eagerly enough. The fuck had been great, but the taste... FUCK, the little pigboy had tasted irresistible. Now he had the kid packed inside him, squirming about as Conan slowly rubbed his beer-can cock against the underside of his belly. Faint screams were making their way past the layers of fat and muscle and provided wonderful white noise as the librarian continued to pleasure himself. Tonight was his anniversary with his husband, so he'd need to save at least 2 of his usual 4 loads for that, but he definitely had the time and patience to edge himself until he felt the kid perish inside him.\n\n\tConan lovingly rubbed up and down his swollen abs as the struggles continued beneath his fingers. Leaning his head back, he imagined how tortuous it must be inside that hellish chamber. He pictured the flesh melting off the pigboy's face and revealing a partially grinning skull beneath; the hooves weakly kicking against his iron gut as the leg muscles broke down. Every time the lion burped up the boy's air, he'd catch a snippet of intelligible pleas for death, but then he'd swallow down more and continue stroking his cock. The little piglet ended up lasting almost an hour before the movements in his belly stilled. Something about snuffing out all the potential of a bright young teenager just made his nuts clench, and before Conan knew it he was painting his furry belly with a huge load of cum.\n\n\tA few minutes later Conan was dressed again and exiting the restroom. He ignored the obvious Riley peering out the study-room the older teen had rented using his library card. All such rentals were logged in the system, along with the owner's address. Conan found himself hoping the donkey would still come back next Friday for another fuck despite his friend ``disappearing''. But if not, he could just pass the lad's address to his husband Mike. Mike was a sheriff's deputy and a pred, and certainly wouldn't mind paying Riley a visit at home.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The Legend of the Library

\tWhen Riley and Pat had first heard the rumors about the county library's basement, they'd laughed it off. As high-schoolers, the childhood friends (and recent secret fuckbuddies) had become accustomed to stupid pranks and jokes like that passed down by generations of upper-classmen. But Riley just couldn't stop talking about it. He was a year and a half older and newly 17, while Pat was only 15. The older teen was the more adventurous and dominant of the pair, and the tall blond youth chubbed up every time someone told a slightly different version of the legend. Pat (quieter, shorter, chubbier, and less athletic) was less enthused.

\tThere were two main versions of the tale. Both agreed that weird things happened in the basement's most remote Men's Room if you could stick around until an hour after the library closed on Saturdays. Many specifically agreed that you should wait in the handicap stall with the door slightly ajar. The senior drama kids generally swore that a gal-pal's boyfriend's teammate's ex's older brother's downlow RA's Scruff hookup had managed the feat and come out of the library hours later with a cum-smeared grin and a noticeably bow-legged walk, only saying it was the best he'd ever had. The other version was more boring-spooky-shit than salacious: those that attempted it on a dare sometimes never returned.

\tAs the two teens settled into their new schoolyear (the first in high-school for Pat) and got used to their schedules, Pat started thinking his buddy had forgotten about the rumor. Sure, Riley kept wanting them to do their studying in the library instead of at one of their houses in the same cul-de-sac, but honestly it was a better study environment anyway. Not to mention the sights! All ages and types filled out the various tables and sofas, from teens to frat boys to jocks to twinks to bears. That wasn't even mentioning the librarians... it seemed like the entire library staff was made up of handsome daddy-types.

\tOn one Friday halfway through the semester, the pair were in the library basement studying for their separate classes. Or at least Pat was trying to study; the pudgy ginger kept feeling like someone was watching them. Every time he looked around the only consistent presence was the librarian behind his desk. Pat hadn't actually caught the admittedly hunky 40-something DILF staring yet, but he still quietly pointed him out to Riley. Riley grinned, and was quick to whisper that he'd been crushing on that specific librarian for weeks now. Pat couldn't see much with the counter in the way, but apparently the man had a beer gut that had Riley ogling him whenever the librarian stood, and was possibly smuggling a beer can in the crotch of his slacks.

\tPat had always worried that he was more into Riley than Riley was into him. Riley seemed all about the mature, bearish, daddy types when looking up porn, while Pat was into... Riley. The young runner/surfer type with shaggy blond hair and a perpetual tan. He knew they weren't boyfriends or anything, but... whatever, there was no point in hopping aboard that train-of-thought again. Pat had gotten so lost in his own thoughts that Riley had to poke his shoulder multiple times to bring him back to reality. ``What? Did you say something?'' ``Dude, lower your voice! I said I'm going to try it tomorrow.'' Pat knew what his buddy meant, but had to ask. ``Try what?'' Riley's only response was to widen his grin and motion his head towards the hallway next to the librarian's counter; a hallway that led to the farthest restrooms in the library basement...

\tOn their way back to their neighborhood in Riley's car that evening, Pat tried to think of a reason his friend shouldn't do it. ``You could get in trouble'' sounded like something a little kid would say. ``You might disappear'' was downright ridiculous! And ``I don't want you to come back saying you had the best sex ever'' would reveal some feelings he wasn't ready for Riley to know about. He was still trying to think of something as they took turns showering at Pat's place (Riley slept over half the time), but finally gave up as they got back to his room and 69'ed. Sex was still new to both of them, but they'd been happy to discover they were both gay. Pat eventually drifted off to sleep but kept being awoken by strange dreams, and once from the sound of Riley jerking off next to him.

\tWhen closing time at the county library approached the next day, Pat and Riley were already hiding in one of the lockable ``study-rooms'' of the basement with the lights off. Riley would be getting a charge for not returning the key that day, but he could just go in Monday and say he forgot. They made sure to stay out of sight of the door's windowpane, sitting in corner blocked from view and slowly masturbating each other's hard cocks. Once forty-five minutes had passed, Riley turned the doorknob as quietly as possible before tiptoeing towards the Men's Room. All the legends said you had to go alone, so Pat was staying behind in the study room and peeking through the windowpane, which faced the entrance to the hall.

\tPat watched Riley disappear down the hall in the dark basement, with only the emergency exit signs providing illumination. One of the librarians had already made the rounds earlier to check each study room was locked and ``empty'', so the boy didn't worry too much about pulling a tall chair up to the door so he could watch in comfort. Comfort... and eventually boredom. It'd been 20 minutes since Riley vanished from view, and Pat was wondering how long they'd wait. Just then, he heard the sound of heavy footsteps clomping down wooden stairs.

\tIt was hard to make out the silhouetted figure in such dim lighting, but something about the tall, broad shape had Pat convinced it was ``Riley's librarian'' (as he'd been mentally referring to the man). The staff office was located on the first floor, so the man had probably been finishing up work in there. But why come down to the basement before leaving? Everything clicked into place as he saw the shape head for restrooms. Either the man had a favorite restroom... or he was at least part of the legend's source.

\tAfter a few minutes of nothing happening, Pat cracked the study room's door open. Without that barrier, he could just barely make out what might have been muffled voices coming from the direction of the restrooms. There was quiet again for a bit, and then the faint but unmistakable sound of bodies slapping against each other. For some reason his heart sunk as he realized Riley was probably getting fucked damn good by the DILF of his dreams. Pat sat there, still and silent; listening as the noises of sex went on... and on... and on... interrupted four times by animalistic roars so loud he would have believed they came from inside the room. Had the librarian really bred Riley's ass four times in just over two hours!?

\tAfter the fourth climax, Pat saw that tall shape exiting the hallway. The teen could have been mistaken for a statue for how frozen he was as the librarian leisurely strode across the room and up the stairs to the first floor. A few minutes later a smaller shape also exited the hallway, moving much slower and heading towards the study room. Riley was definitely walking funny, and as he came into view showed definite signs of dishevelment. Without a word, the well-fucked older-boy took Pat's hand and led him toward the opposite set of stairs and out the rear exit of the library.

\tThere was a dreamy smile on Riley's face the whole drive back. As they got out of the old Corolla, Pat was able to spot a growing stain on the back of his friend's shorts and a matching one on the driver's seat. Riley didn't seem to care. It wasn't until they'd made it back to Pat's room that they finally spoke a bit. As Riley stripped his clothes off, not bothering to shower, he told Pat that it had definitely been the best sex of his entire life, maybe even of his dreams. The burly librarian had fucked that super-thick cock into him against the stall wall, laying on the bathroom floor, bouncing up and down while sitting on the toilet, and once while holding the teenager in the air! He was murmuring all this while absentmindedly playing with the cum slowly seeping out of a still gaping asshole.

\tRiley seemed to fall asleep almost immediately, tired out from the night's activities. Next to him, Pat found himself unable to sleep. His emotions were complicated. He was happy for his friend. And it was objectively hot as fuck to hear about. But... he worried that somehow things would be different now. Like maybe Riley wouldn't be interested in sex with a freshman anymore. But he was apparently mistaken in thinking Riley had already drifted off. Riley mumbled one more thing before turning to face the wall: ``You know, the DILF said he'd definitely show me a good time, but that my younger friend was the type he was really into playing with...''

\tAs the days went by, it seemed at least one of Pat's fears had been quashed; Riley stayed over every night that week and was beyond eager to plow the pig's hole with his beautiful 6-incher. It seemed his experience in the library had caused the junior to start fantasizing about the librarian pounding his freshman buddy's tight ass. As the donkey contorted his friend like a pretzel so he could get even deeper, he was whispering filth in Pat's ears, like ``Fuck, you think this is good? Imagine if my cock was twice as thick and 3 inches longer and barbed, and it was just breeding you like this for HOURS while all you can smell is daddy musk!'' Pat was in heaven, getting bred every night by the guy he'd fallen for, and didn't want to do anything to risk ruining the passionate new energy between them. So when Riley giddily told him it was going to be the younger teen's turn to brave the library basement afterhours, he hadn't put up any resistance. Pat figured either he'd get an amazing fuck and be able to work Riley up all over again relating the experience; or get scolded for being underage, lie to Riley that it was great, and still be able to get the same end result.

\tWaiting in the dark study-room was a bit different this time. Where Pat was a bundle of nerves, Riley seemed sexually charged to the max. Instead of mutually masturbating, the donkey was rimming Pat's tight hole with gusto, adding a finger to help prep his little buddy for an extra girthy cock. When the time came, Pat opened and shut the door quietly and started walking towards the basement Men's Room. With every clop through the dark library, Pat couldn't shake the feeling that he was walking towards his own execution. He felt Riley's leftover spit cooling on the skin of his hole (for some reason his friend had thought it'd be both hot and hilarious to not let Pat put his pants back on before leaving the study-room), and then his small penis and nuts shriveling up in the permanently-chilly air of the library basement.

\tAfter what felt like an eternity, Pat found himself standing in front of the heavy Men's Room door. With a deep breath, he summoned up his courage and pushed through it into the restroom. He'd been in here before of course, but now it had taken on an air of the unknown. The 15-year-old went into the handicap stall and left the door open an inch. The stall was roomier than most, with its own sink and paper towel dispenser across from the heavy-duty toilet. Pat lowered the toilet lid and took a seat, shivering at first from the cool porcelain making contact with his butt cheeks.

\tMaybe the librarian had been as eager for this as Riley, because it couldn't have been more than 5 minutes later that he heard steps approaching, followed by the sound of the restroom door opening. The stall door swung open a moment after that, giving Pat his first up-close look at ``Riley's Librarian.'' Pat had been too embarrassed to look the lion's way throughout the week. He'd been too nervous and flustered due to Riley's offhand remark about Pat being more the librarian's type. But as the librarian closed the stall door and turned to face him, Pat finally took it all in.

\tThe lion looked to be around 45. Short, wavy, dark-brown hair and a well-groomed mane. Sexy black glasses that matched his navy slacks (obscenely bulged out in the crotch) and tie. A white button-down shirt under a brown tweed blazer. The shirt was stretched over the lion's meaty pecs and a beer gut sticking out at least 4 inches past his belt. Tail swishing back and forth behind him. All that and a ruggedly handsome face. He could see why Riley had gone goo-goo eyes over the DILF. The librarian really was exactly the type of male that the donkey had downloaded porn of in the gigabytes. Up close, Pat was seeing the appeal too, enough to quiet some of his apprehension as the lion loosened his tie and spoke.

\t``Well well... I was hoping it'd be you this time. Your donkey buddy is a good fuck, but it's younger, shorter boys with meat on their bones like you that wake the beast in me.'' His voice was deep and sexual, with an intensity that seemed to vibrate Pat's nuts with every bass note. The lion continued while carefully hanging up his blazer and tie on one of the stall's coat hooks. ``And you look like a piglet in need of real daddy-type to show you your place in life. Glad to see you already lost the pants, but go ahead shuck the shirt too.'' Something in the tone of voice had Pat complying as quickly as possible, lifting the blue polo over his head and exposing his own little pot-belly. Once he could see again, Pat dropped his shirt to the floor and turned back in time to witness the lion removing his own.

\tThe librarian knew he had the teen's full attention as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt from the top down, one at a time. The first thing that came into view were that furry chest and those pecs, obviously the product of hard exercise and tasty food. Unbuttoning further, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as he then freed his gut from its cloth constraints, allowing it to breathe too. Unlike the blazer, the shirt was carelessly tossed over the DILF's shoulder, where it landed across the stall door. ``Ok piglet, why don't you pull those legs up for me so I can see that pretty pink hole?'' Again, it was less a question than a command, and Pat did his best to look sexy as he obeyed. His reward was a pleased grunt from the librarian accompanied by groping that huge bulge in his slacks.

\tThe DILF stepped forward while unbuckling and yanking his belt out through the loops. He dropped it to the floor with one hand while feeling up the boy's tight hole with the other. He took the middle finger he'd been pushing in a bit and popped it into his mouth while motioning for Pat to unzip him. He either really liked the taste or the feeling of his belly sagging free, because the DILF gave a growl of appreciation. Any doubts that this librarian had been fucking men here for some time disappeared as the lion reached behind the toilet's tank and grabbed a bottle of lube that had been hidden there. ``Go ahead and pull out that big kitty cock for me, boy. Yeah... get a feel for that monster before I plug your cute piggy asshole with it.'' And it was a monster prick. Pat had only ever played with Riley's cock and his own, and this dwarfed both of theirs in both length and girth. His anxiety started to return as he stroked the dribbled lube over the spined cock and helped it reach full erection.

\tThat's when Pat heard the librarian's stomach give an audible groan of hunger. ``Told you your type wake the beast in me! Now you may want to bite your hand for this bit...'' Pat's confusion at the DILF's ``beast'' apparently referring to his gut rather than his cock took a backseat. His entire focus was on the baseball bat of a cock beginning its slow invasion of his puckered hole. He gave thanks to Riley for the frequent fucks all week and the rimming and fingering in the study-room, because those were likely all that kept him from passing out at the immense stretch needed to take that beer-can thick cock. The overwhelmed teen felt his head being tilted up to look at the tall DILF bending over him. The hand squeezed his jaws until his snout opened, and then the librarian slowly drooled directly down his throat. Pat had never done anything like spit play before, and was even more startled when the dominant lion followed up by spitting directly on his face and rubbing it in. ``Good piggy. Yeaaaaaaah, that's a GOOD pigboy, take that big kitty cock up your hole!''

\tThe shock loosened the last of Pat's internal resistance, and the remaining 4 inches of cock rushed into him at once. He would have cried out, but the DILF had chosen that same moment to force their mouths together in a brutal kiss; it was all lust, with that giant sandpaper tongue forcing its way inside Pat's mouth and exploring his taste. The way Pat was curled up against the back of the toilet was deeply uncomfortable, but there was no time to complain: the fucking was about to start.

\tThe librarian didn't bother starting slow, instead dragging his spined dick back until just the head was pulling against the stretched hole before thrusting the whole thing back inside. The boy felt like he was being penetrated and scraped at both ends, with that cock reaching farther inside his ass than any toy before, and the tongue nearly going down his throat. The DILF started getting into a rhythm of long-dicking the pig and then picked up the pace after breaking the kiss and wrapping a large hand around Pat's throat and squeezing.

\tBetween the choking, the face slapping, the spitting, and of course the re-arranging of his insides, Pat was completely overwhelmed. He lost all track of time, coming back to himself only as he felt the cock punch even deeper inside him, accompanied by a roar next to his head and the feeling of lava coating his insides. The DILF gripped him even tighter and he felt shudders rock through the older man as they both rode it out. Pat thought he was finally going to get a minute to collect himself when the librarian raised up and that monster painfully popped out of his gaping hole. But no such luck. The adult motioned for him to stand up, then took Pat's place on the toilet seat and lowered his slacks to his ankles.

\tThe baseball bat hadn't flagged in the least and now had a cummy sheen to it. The librarian waved it at Pat while raising an eyebrow. Getting his meaning, the chubby youth stepped forward on still-trembling legs before lowering himself down. He let out a sigh of pleasure as he felt the gaping emptiness inside replaced when he was stretched wide all over again. But as he looked into the librarian's face, there was something different in the lion's eyes, and the stomach let out an ominous growl once again. Two heavy hands landed on Pat's shoulders, and he was forced down until his cheeks were pressed against the adult male's thighs. Once again he was subjected to a bruising kiss, and those heavy hands moved down to grip his arms to his sides.

\tThe muzzle pressed into Pat's kept widening further and further until it covered his whole face and that muscular tongue was running all over it. The teenager attempted to escape whatever was happening, but quickly realized just how bad a position he was in. His feet couldn't reach the restroom floor due to the angle and the 9 inches of thick cock plugging his ass. His arms lacked the strength to get free from the large hands pinning them. And that impossible muzzle kept stretching over his head until the lips were sealed around his neck. He was trapped in darkness while the DILF moaned at his flavor and occasionally bounced the boy on that thick cock. Pat was starting to understand why the librarian preferred smaller males; the lion was able to keep fucking his meal while leaning over to take in the smaller shoulders without difficulty. Even knowing how hopeless it was, Pat kept trying to escape his predicament up until his nipples slid inside the predator's mouth.

\tFor the first time he felt the adult lion's sharp teeth clamp down on his flesh, and he immediately stilled in fear. But apparently this was less about biting through a meal and more about maintaining a powerful grip. The DILF's hands gripped harder, and he breathed through his nose like he was about to break a personal record in weightlifting. Then Pat's whole perception of gravity was upended as he felt himself lifted off that cock and into the air until his feet were above his head and his whole body was in a straight line pointing down the monster's throat. By this point, a couple powerful gulps had already pulled his head into what had to be the lion's esophagus and was being painfully squeezed. His progress through it had been slow, but now that gravity was aiding his descent, his passage sped up. With every terrifying gulp, more and more of the chubby teen disappeared from the outside world until soon enough his head breached into the stomach and he got his first real breath of fetid, acidic air.

\tAs his shoulders started following him in, Pat wasted half the air in the roiling chamber screaming to Riley for help, despite knowing there was no way the donkey could hear him. Riley and the librarian had fucked for hours, so there was almost no chance he'd come investigate this soon. At about the same time Pat's head was being thrust into stomach acids, the librarian was yanking off his meal's socks and shoes before sucking in the hooves and enjoying the final tastes. With one final swallow, he finished stealing away the young pig's future full of hopes and dreams, instead dooming the youth to painfully die in his happily churning stomach.

\tPat had accidentally swallowed some of the acid, and he felt it burning its way down his throat and into his own stomach even as his legs and feet slid into the stomach sac. The chamber was claustrophobically tight, and he could barely get the room to kick or punch as he was forcefully compressed into a sideways fetal position. The left-side of his body was submerged beneath the slowly rising liquids and already starting to tingle. How could this be happening to him? He'd only just started living his real life, and now he was just some post-fuck food for a librarian DILF!? It wasn't fair! Salty tears ran down his cheeks and into the stomach acids as the tingle morphed into a burn.

\tSitting on his porcelain throne, Conan the librarian was basking in the orgasmic rush of devouring another kid. The little piglet had pushed all his buttons from the moment he'd laid eyes on the teen, and as soon as he'd found the lad's older donkey friend in his stall, he'd known he'd have the piglet melting in his stomach before the month was out. He didn't even remember how that rumor about the basement bathroom had originally started, but he'd been checking the stall weekly for years now. Sometimes it was empty and he'd go home to his husband. Sometimes there was a straight college jock waiting there on a dare, and he'd wag a finger at the boy and shoo him out (he only had one day off a week, and the bigger males took too long to work down to a manageable size to go into work on Mondays). Sometimes there was a hot young gay and he'd give them a pounding fantastic enough for the rumors to continue. And sometimes...

\tSometimes there was a younger, smaller youth that his stomach couldn't wait to get to work on breaking down. Like this little piglet. There'd been fear in the lad's eyes when he'd entered the stall, but he'd obeyed Conan's commands eagerly enough. The fuck had been great, but the taste... FUCK, the little pigboy had tasted irresistible. Now he had the kid packed inside him, squirming about as Conan slowly rubbed his beer-can cock against the underside of his belly. Faint screams were making their way past the layers of fat and muscle and provided wonderful white noise as the librarian continued to pleasure himself. Tonight was his anniversary with his husband, so he'd need to save at least 2 of his usual 4 loads for that, but he definitely had the time and patience to edge himself until he felt the kid perish inside him.

\tConan lovingly rubbed up and down his swollen abs as the struggles continued beneath his fingers. Leaning his head back, he imagined how tortuous it must be inside that hellish chamber. He pictured the flesh melting off the pigboy's face and revealing a partially grinning skull beneath; the hooves weakly kicking against his iron gut as the leg muscles broke down. Every time the lion burped up the boy's air, he'd catch a snippet of intelligible pleas for death, but then he'd swallow down more and continue stroking his cock. The little piglet ended up lasting almost an hour before the movements in his belly stilled. Something about snuffing out all the potential of a bright young teenager just made his nuts clench, and before Conan knew it he was painting his furry belly with a huge load of cum.

\tA few minutes later Conan was dressed again and exiting the restroom. He ignored the obvious Riley peering out the study-room the older teen had rented using his library card. All such rentals were logged in the system, along with the owner's address. Conan found himself hoping the donkey would still come back next Friday for another fuck despite his friend ``disappearing''. But if not, he could just pass the lad's address to his husband Mike. Mike was a sheriff's deputy and a pred, and certainly wouldn't mind paying Riley a visit at home.

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