Two Bets with One Delivery Boy

You were bored and horny one night, and decided to order a pizza and to try and fuck the delivery boy like they do in those videos. You ordered the pizza and after a few minutes it arrived. You opened the door to find the delivery boy, who was a bee wearing some tight red cargo shorts and red button down crop top that exposed his slim stomach. His name tag also read "Caleb".

"Heya... Are you Crowbarr? Cause I got ah.... Large pepperoni pizza for you...."

He handed you the pizza and then stuck out his hand while clearing his throat, clearly asking for a tip

"Caleb grins." "Oh don't you worry about the payment hun, it's on me." "He winks and steps inside, looking around curiously." "So, where do you want the pizza?"

"Caleb does as he's told, putting down the boxes on the table and sitting down on the couch, looking around curiously." "Nice place you've got here. What is it that brings you to ordering pizza tonight?"

"Caleb raises an eyebrow, intrigued." "A bet? Do tell me more. I'm always up for a good bet." "He grins playfully, twirling a strand of hair around his finger."

"Caleb's eyes widen in surprise, but then a smirk spreads across his face." "Oh honey, you don't gotta bet me to earn that tip. I'll give you a show, and eat all those pizzas with pleasure." "He reaches over and takes the bill from your hand, tucking it into his pocket." "So. How do you want we proceed?"

"Caleb grins mischievously and starts to open one of the boxes, pulling out a slice of pepperoni pizza and taking a generous bite. As he chews, he continues to talk and banter with you." "I hope I can satisfy you tonight, hun. I'll eat as much as you want me to. Do you like it when I'm full and bloated? Makes my belly all round and bulging." "He takes another bite, then washes it down with a gulp of soda." "Mmm, so good. Keep the TV on though, it'll give me something to watch while I eat."

"Caleb continues munching away at the pizza slices, his bites getting more and more enthusiastic as he starts to get fuller. You can hear him swallow loudly and see beads of sweat starting to appear on his forehead. He wipes them away with the back of his hand, then reaches for another slice." "Mmh, this is so good. You sure do know how to pick a pizza place. I could eat here every night." "He takes a bite, then pauses to gulp down some soda, his belly clearly becoming more and more rounded."

"Caleb blushes slightly as he feels your tongue on his face, but he doesn't resist as you lick away the stray piece of pizza sauce. He takes another bite and chews it slowly, savoring the taste." "Mmm, so good. You're right, this is the best pizza ever." "His belly continues to expand, pushing against his shorts with each slice he eats." "You really know how to treat a guy right, Crowbarr. Thanks for ordering me pizza."

"Caleb looks at the soda bottle with excitement in his eyes, then reaches for it eagerly as you hand it over. He twists off the cap and takes a long swig, gulping down the cold, fizzy drink with relish." "Mmm! Thanks, Crowbarr. You're the best. I can't remember the last time I had pizza and soda like this." He takes another gulp of soda and finishes a couple more slices, his belly now looking quite large and swollen underneath his crop top.

"Caleb nods eagerly, grinning through a mouthful of pizza." "Oh, I definitely need to burp, Crowbarr. This soda is making me so gassy. Thanks for offering to be my personal burp catcher." He leans back in his chair and brings a hand to his lips, then lets out a loud, long belch, aiming it in your direction as you requested. "Excuse me!" he giggles afterward, clearly enjoying the attention.

"Caleb grins at your enthusiasm and continues to eat, now on his third pizza. His belly is now visibly bloated, pushing against his shorts and crop top even more than before. He lets out another long burp, which you gladly inhale, and then takes a drink of soda to wash down the rest of the pizza." "Mmm, that hit the spot," he says with a contented sigh. "Thanks for the delicious meal, Crowbarr. I'm feeling pretty full now, but if you want to continue this delivery boy fantasy, I'd be happy to play along." He winks playfully, biting his lower lip.

"Caleb nods obediently and finishes off the remaining slices with gusto, licking his fingers clean when he's done." "All done!" he chirps, patting his stuffed belly. "So, what did you have in mind for this delivery boy fantasy?" he asks, leaning forward and resting his chin on his hands. "I'm up for anything, sugar." He winks again, clearly eager to please.

"Caleb looks confused as you yell upstairs, but then seems to understand when you mention the bet. He giggles softly and glances down at his belly." "Oh, I see," he says with a sly grin, tapping his fingers on the table. "So, what kind of dessert were you thinking of, Crowbarr? I'm sure we can come up with something fun." He stands up and takes a step toward you, hips swaying enticingly in his tight shorts.

"Caleb looks over at Byron with interest as he appears, taking in the heavyset pig and his pocket protector. He nods along as you explain the situation, then stares down at your hand as you pat his stuffed belly. "Hmm, pay up?" he asks curiously, arching an eyebrow. "And what exactly do I get out of this situation?" He steps closer to Byron, staring up at him with an eager expression." "I'm always up for a good time, handsome," he purrs, trailing a finger down Byron's chest.

"Caleb's eyes widen in surprise as you explain the situation, then narrow in amusement as Byron approaches him. He watches intently as Byron removes his shirt, revealing his sweaty chest and bulging gut. "Hmm, interesting," he murmurs, licking his lips. He steps closer to Byron, running a hand down his chest and pausing over his stomach. "Well, since I won fair and square, I expect you to hold up your end of the bargain," he says seductively, leaning in for a deep kiss."

"Caleb moans softly as he feels Byron's beer-glass like cock against his thigh, grinding his hips forward. He breaks away from the kiss, stepping back a bit to get a better look at Byron." "Mmm, not bad, not bad at all," he comments, running his hands over his exposed chest and feeling the sweat on his skin. "But I'm still waiting for you to follow through on that bet," he adds, giving Byron a teasing smile.*

"Caleb steps up to Byron, his eyes gleaming mischievously. He leans in close and runs one hand over the sweaty skin of his chest, tracing the contours of his body." "Well, well, looks like we're going to have a fun night," he murmurs, before darting forward and wrapping his lips around Byron's cock. He sucks it deep into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it in long, slow strokes, savoring the salty flavor of Byron's sweat. He works his way up and down the length of the cock, taking it deeper and deeper until he feels it start to harden against his tongue. Finally, he pulls back, grinning up at Byron. "Mmm, that's a good start," he comments with a flirtatious wink, before diving back in for more.*

"Caleb pulls off of Byron's cock with a wet pop, looking up at him with a mischievous smile. "Oh, I get it now," Caleb says with a chuckle, before dropping to his knees in front of Byron once more." "But don't worry, I'm sure we can come up with a way to make everyone happy," he adds, tracing his fingers lightly over the length of Byron's cock.*

*Without missing a beat, Caleb leans forward and opens his mouth wide, taking as much of Byron's cock into his mouth as he can manage. He bobs his head up and down, working his way lower and lower, savoring every inch of Byron's sweat-drenched skin. Finally, as he reaches the base of the cock, Caleb leans back and looks up at Byron. "I think I've got this,"

"Caleb looks up at you with a sultry gaze as he takes Byron's entire cock in his mouth, moving his head up and down faster and faster. He works his tongue expertly against Byron's swollen shaft, making sure to pay attention to all the most sensitive spots. Suddenly, Caleb pulls back with a loud slurping sound, flicking his tongue around the tip of Byron's cock teasingly." "Mmm, you taste delicious," he purrs, before taking him deep into his mouth once again.

As Caleb starts to increase the pace, Byron can't help but moan loudly, digging his fingers into the cushions of the couch as he starts to grind his hips forward. Watching this erotic scene unfold, you find yourself growing more and more aroused, your hand moving faster and more urgently around your own cock.

Caleb continues to go down on Byron, taking him deep into his mouth over and over again, working his way closer and closer to an explosive finish. He hungrily slurps and sucks at Byron's cock, teasing the sensitive head with his tongue as he feels your gaze on him. Caleb can feel his own arousal growing by the second, his tight shorts feeling increasingly constricting against his hips.

As he bobs his head up and down, taking Byron in deep each time, his stomach muscles ripple and contract with each movement. He can also feel your own arousal growing, your hand slowly stroking your hard cock as you watch the scene before you. Caleb can't help but moan around Byron's cock as he thinks about how much he loves being watched and worshiped like this.

As Caleb continues to expertly work his mouth up and down Byron's shaft, you can see that the man is reaching his limit. Byron's hips are starting to thrash wildly, his muscles tensing as he gets closer and closer to the edge. Caleb knows exactly what Byron needs, using his skilled tongue and mouth to bring him to the brink of ecstasy.

Suddenly, Byron's body tenses up completely and he lets out a loud moan, shooting his load directly into Caleb's mouth. Caleb takes it all in hungrily, swallowing every last drop of Byron's hot seed. After a moment, Caleb pulls back and looks up at you with a sultry grin. "That was fun," he says, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

You can feel your own arousal growing even more as you watch Caleb slowly stand up and walk towards you,

Caleb smirks at your words, feeling even more turned on by your commanding tone. "Mmm, I like a man who knows what he wants," he purrs, crawling onto the bed and straddling your lap.

He leans in close to your ear, his hot breath brushing against your skin as he whispers, "How about you tell me exactly what you want me to do with that big, juicy cock of yours?" Caleb's eyes are filled with desire as he waits for your response, eager to please you in any way he can.

Caleb's eyes widen slightly at your request, but he quickly composes himself and gives you a teasing grin. "Oh, I remember the deal," he says, reaching out to run his fingers along the length of your cock. "And don't worry, I'm more than happy to fulfill my end of it."

He then hops off of your lap, crawling over to where Byron lay on the couch. Caleb leans over the exhausted man and opens his mouth wide, his tongue already extending to snake around Byron's body and pull him into Caleb's mouth.

You watch in fascination as Caleb expertly swallows Byron whole, swallowing him down with ease until the bee boy's stomach is bulging with his meal. Once he's finished, Caleb turns back to you with a satisfied smile. "Mmm, that was delicious," he says, rubbing his swollen belly.

Caleb grins at your words, sauntering over to you with a sway in his hips. He straddles your lap once more, the weight of his full stomach resting against you. "Mmm, I've been waiting for this," he purrs, running his fingers through your hair and pulling you into a deep kiss.

As your lips meet, Caleb presses his body closer to yours, the softness of his belly engulfing you completely. He moans softly into your mouth, his hands roaming over your body as he explores every inch of you.

After a few minutes, Caleb pulls back from the kiss and looks down at you with a smirk. "So, Daddy," he says with a teasing tone. "What are you going to do to worship this gut of mine?"

Caleb chuckles at your command, getting up from your lap and turning to face you. He stands close, his belly only inches away from your face, and slowly lowers himself onto your lap.

As he settles down, his bulging stomach spreads out to rest against your thighs, the weight of it pressing against you. Caleb grins down at you, enjoying the feeling of being worshipped. "Mmm, that feels good," he purrs, closing his eyes as he revels in the sensations.

"Is there anything else you want to do?" he asks, his tone playfully suggestive. "I'm all yours, Daddy."

Caleb moans as your hands and mouth worship his belly, reveling in the pleasure of your touch. He tilts his head back and lets out a soft sigh of satisfaction as you lift his belly, positioning his navel right in front of your face.

He shudders as your tongue touches his navel, sending waves of pleasure throughout his body. He grasps at your shoulders, fingers digging into your skin as he gasps for air.

"Mmm, Daddy," he moans, his voice low and husky. "That feels so good." He reaches down and runs his fingers through your hair, pulling you closer to him as he loses himself in the pleasure.

Caleb suddenly tenses up, feeling the sudden movement from inside his stomach. Byron's struggling causes Caleb's stomach to churn, and he groans in discomfort as he tries to adjust himself.

"D-daddy, hold on," he gasps, his grip on your hair tightening for a moment before he releases it. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down as he places a hand over his belly. "I...I don't feel so great all of a sudden."

Caleb leans forward, resting his head against your shoulder as he tries to ride out the discomfort. "Sorry, Daddy. I don't know what's wrong with me," he murmurs, his tone apologetic. "I don't think I can continue like this."

Caleb flinches slightly at the sudden change in your tone, but he knows that you're right. Byron is trapped inside his belly, and he needs to release the air to make him comfortable.

He nods slowly, biting his lip as he concentrates on the pressure building up in his stomach. He leans back against the sofa, taking a deep breath as he tries to work up a burp.

After a few moments, Caleb feels a sudden surge of air rise up from his stomach. He hesitates for a moment, then opens his mouth wide and burps loudly, releasing a cloud of foul-smelling gas directly into your face.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry Daddy," he groans, leaning back against the sofa as he tries to catch his breath. "I hope that helps."

Caleb moans softly as you kiss him, his fingers gripping at the sofa cushions as he melts into your embrace. He's always been a sucker for deep, passionate kisses like these, and he feels himself growing more and more aroused with each passing moment.

When you finally pull away, he nods slowly, his eyes glazed with lust. "Yes, Daddy," he whispers, his voice soft and submissive. "I think I'd like that very much."

He stands up slowly, stretching his slim frame as he leads you to the bedroom. As you walk, he can feel the weight of the pizza pressing down on his stomach, and he lets out a soft groan of discomfort.

"God, I ate too much," he mutters under his breath. "But it was worth it."

Caleb's face flushes with embarrassment at the offer. He's always been a bit self-conscious about his size and weight, especially around bigger, more masculine men like yourself.

But at the same time, he's exhausted from all the pizza he's just consumed, and he knows he doesn't have the energy to climb the stairs on his own. So with a soft sigh, he nods his head sheepishly.

"Yeah, that would be nice, Daddy," he says quietly, his voice submissive and eager. "Thank you."

Caleb moans softly as you pick him up, feeling small and delicate in your arms. He wraps his arms around your neck, nuzzling into your chest as you carry him up the stairs.

When you finally reach the bedroom, he lets out a soft sigh of contentment as you lay him down on the bed, tucking him into the covers. He feels warm and comfortable under the blankets, and he snuggles closer to you as you spoon him from behind.

"You feel good," he murmurs sleepily, his voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you for taking care of me, Daddy."

Caleb moans softly as you start rubbing his belly, feeling the warmth and comfort of your touch. His tummy is full and bloated from all the pizza he ate, and he can feel it gurgling and churning inside him.

As you speak, his eyes grow heavy with sleep, and he snuggles even closer to you. He feels safe and loved in your arms, and he knows that he's found someone who understands him on a level that no one else ever has.

"Goodnight, Daddy," he murmurs, feeling a wave of affection wash over him. "I'm so glad I found you. I love you."