Longpork Fantasies

New Story! Took me multiple days to write and I hope you all enjoy it. Definitely involves gay sex and cannibalism with touches of bdsm, hypnotism, incest, and gaining/feeding. Enjoy!

Phil put down the mixing spoon as he heard the doorbell, the stuffing he was working on was nearly complete. He dashed to the front door and swung it open expectantly, “BRO!” Standing there was a man with red hair, broad shoulders and muscular arms, his beer belly was visible but not excessive.

“What up my man!? Is Kyle here yet?” He hugged Phil, barely able to get his arms around the massive man. Phil had a larger belly by far but was just as muscular as his brother but with brown hair instead of the flaming red.

“Not yet, he said he’d be a little late. Come in, come in. Take a load off but be sure to save your load for the pig later,” Phil joked. Phil started to head back into the kitchen, his brother followed, taking off his jacket and hanging on the coat rack. They made their way into the kitchen, it was a large, expansive, industrial kitchen with a touch of elegance to it. A bar separated the room from the living room that sported a leather couch and big screen tv. “So how you been, Tyler?” Phil said as he tossed him a beer.

Tyler cracked the beer and took a swig, “Things have been slow since dad passed, nobody ran the family business like him. He kept that butcher shop running like a well-oiled machine, and somehow always had pigs to harvest.” He looked down, “I haven’t had quite the same amount of luck.”

“Am I hearing you right? Big shot Tyler is running the Wolfe family butcher shop into the ground?” Phil taunted his brother, resuming his work on the stuffing. The bowl he was working on was his 5^th one and he was looking forward to being done with that portion of the preparation.

“Oh, come on, Phil. I’m not doing that bad, just the pigs aren’t as forth coming for me as for dad.” Tyler took another swig of his beer. “Speaking of which, you found us a pig for this year’s fertility feast?”

Phil finished the bowl of stuffing and placed it in the huge fridge, “I have in fact, though, we might have to play with our food a bit before it goes into the oven.” Phil cracked a beer himself and sat next to his brother. “I always thought it weird that we still call it the fertility feast, considering both of us and Kyle are all gay. I don’t know how dad managed to do that.” Phil stroked his beard as he contemplated.

“Think of it as tradition, it was the feast each year that ended up getting mom to conceive us. He must have brought home some pretty good pigs to result in men like us,” Tyler chuckled. “Regardless, I don’t mind playing with my food, dad was against it but I’m certainly not.”

The two men started to laugh when a voice came from the entry. “You know, you really should lock your door. Especially during the fertility feast,” in the entry stood a tall muscular man, with a military cut hair style.

“Kyle! Nice of you to join us,” Phil joked, “How was your time in the marines? You just got back right?” Phil tossed his brother a beer.

“Yeah, just last week. I’m glad I don’t have to miss the feast this year. Haven’t had me some good longpig in a long time,” Kyle sighed happily, “The marines were good, though I’m glad to be home with my fellow Wolfes. They wouldn’t understand our exotic tastes.” He gave his brothers a toothy grin.

“Speaking of which,” Phil interjected, “It’s almost time for us to go get our pig. I must say this year we’re going to have ourselves a treat. If we could move this party into the living room I’ll be able to explain better.” The three men made their way onto the leather couch and Phil turns on the tv which was already hooked up. “The pig I’ve selected is a natural longpig,” he flipped through pictures of a man trussed up like a turkey covered in oil and decoratively garnished. “We’ve been corresponding for a while and he claims he does not want to be a longpork roast, I have a feeling we can convince him.” Phil looks at his brothers who are clearly sporting bulges in their pants and salvia dripping down the sides of their mouths. “We’ve met several times already in public and I’ve gained his trust. We’ve agreed to meet here today at 11am, that gives us a few hours of play time then plenty of time for him to roast to perfection.”

“Well, you’ve got me excited,” Tyler exclaimed, “So he’ll be here in about 30 minutes? Better get ourselves ready for the excitement.”

Over the course of the 30 minutes, they trimmed up, looked over the pig’s photos some more, and helped with some of the side dishes. All three were as giddy as could be, sporting hard-ons the entire time. Eventually the door bell rang for the third time that day. Phil held back his brothers before they could pounce on the awaiting prey. He opened the door revealing a short stout and plump man, dressed as minimally as possible. The pig’s trimmed beard outlined his smile as he gazed upon Phil. Phil noticed the pig’s dick get hard. “Excited for today, I see,” Phil motioned to the pig’s cock, “It’s good to see you again Nick.”

“It’s good to see you too!” Nick said as he entered the threshold. As per prior instructions, Nick quickly undressed and was fully naked in no time. Phil had to resist pinching the plump ass before him.

“I’m glad to see you remembered the arrangement. Please, come in, my brothers are in the other room, don’t be shy. They are very eager to meet you,” Phil coaxes Nick into the kitchen. As the two joined the rest of the group, the three men took note of Nick’s shaved body (besides his face). Introductions were made and beers were opened. Nick was unsure of what was going on but he knew that Phil promised today would be a day he would never forget and that all his fantasies would be satiated. Nick was experienced with a certain amount of role play and was hoping this would be some pretty realistic role play.

Phil patted the countertop indicating for Nick to get up onto it to which he happily obliged. “I have an offer for you Nick,” Phil started, “think of it like a wager. You see we love your fantasies, because we have them, too, as you know. Only we want a little more realism than you’re willing to offer us.”

Nick sat there confused for a moment, then shocked, “You don’t mean you want to eat me do you?”

“Well that’s, in fact, exactly what we want to do. But we know you’re not too keen on that idea.”

“I’m not! I don’t want to die,” Nick started to panic.

“Of course you don’t, no one wants to die. But you do want to be meat for hungry men like us,” Phil’s brothers nod their heads in agreement, “So let me make you an offer and if you refuse the offer, you’ll leave here and never see any of us again. Do you understand?”

Nick’s cock was still hard through this whole conversation, he looked scared but intrigued. Something kept his ass planted on that counter. He nodded for Phil to continue.

“We’re going to play a little game. I call it The Three Wolfes and The Little Pig. We will each get some time with you to have some harmless fun, be it fucking, sucking, rimming, fisting, whatever it might be. Let’s say 45 minutes each. If you can make it 2 hours and 15 minutes without cumming with any of us, you’ll be spared from the oven and you’ll be able to call on me anytime for cannibal role play. But if you fail and cum for any of us, you will end up as our centerpiece for tonight’s feast. What do you think?”

Nick thought long and hard, the three men staring into his soul with a primal hunger the entire time. Finally, after a few minute of thinking, “I’ll do it.”

“Excellent! Kyle will be the first with you.” Kyle stood up and picked Nick up, slinging the pig over his shoulder leaving his ass exposed. As Kyle walked to one of the bedroom’s he slid a finger into his prey’s hole. He did it so gently that Nick barely noticed the intrusion beyond the pleasure it brought him, extracting a slight moan.

Kyle opened the bedroom door to reveal a plain room with a comfy bed. Kyle threw Nick on the bed, the pig bounced slightly as he landed on his back. Before Nick could get his bearings, Kyle was already naked, sporting a massive hard on. Nick’s eyes opened wide as he saw how impressive it was. “You like that piggy? Tell me you want to suck it.”

Nick opened his mouth obediently, “Yes Sir, please let me suck your dick.” Kyle climbed on top of Nick, giving him a deep kiss, holding his head in place. Once he release his kiss, he replaced his tongue with his thumb.

“First, piggy, show me your sucking skills,” Kyle taunted him, methodically moving his thumb in and out of Nick’s mouth. “Good piggy, you know how to suckle well.” Kyle maneuvered his body over the pig so that they were in a perfect 69 position. He slowly brought his dick to Nick’s face and let him find a way to get it in his mouth. As the pig gulped at the huge cock place in front of him Kyle could hear sounds of satisfaction signaling that it was time for phase two.

With a dick in one end, Kyle started to suck Nick’s dick, tasting his future pork roast. Pre cum flowed from both guys. Kyle was excited that maybe he could make the pig cum first, robbing the need for his brothers to use the pig. He maneuvered a finger to Nick’s back door again, finger fucking the pig, trying to overload the little pig’s brain with pleasure. Kyle found a pace of rocking his head back and forth on the meat’s meat while fingering the tight ass.

Nick sucked like his life depended on it. Kyle didn’t notice too much at first, but this pig had technique. Eventually Kyle could feel his balls starting to pull up, he knew he was going to cum but didn’t want to. If Kyle came, he knew that his turn would essentially be over. The two lost track of time and just as there was a knock on the door, Kyle came down the pig’s throat with only the taste of precum in his mouth to tell him that he didn’t win the game for his brothers. “Time’s up for you Kyle,” Tyler intruded already naked.

Kyle got up and wiped himself off, quickly leaving the room, defeated. Tyler wasted no time, flipping the pig onto his belly and pulling his ass into the air. Nick’s hole already started to pucker a little having had Kyle’s finger up it previously. Tyler moaned in satisfaction at the sight, licking his lips preparing to plunge his tongue right up that meaty ass. As he moved in closer, Nick felt his hot breathe on his ass, causing everything to contract in anticipation. “You like that piggy? You like the feeling of your meat being inches from a man’s mouth? Let me taste you piggy!” Tyler taunted.

When Nick least expected it, his ass was intruded by Tyler’s wet tongue causing him to let out a yelp of excitement. Tyler went to town on that ass, tongue fucking Nick unlike he’s ever experienced before. “It feels so good to be in your mouth, Sir,” Nick moaned out, drizzling a fountain of precum from his piggy cock that dangled below him.

“That’s right piggy, and soon much more of your succulent meat will be in mine and my brother’s mouths.” The two men moaned and panted in their excitement. Tyler pulled away knowing that rimming alone would not get the pig to cum. After giving himself a couple strokes, Tyler coated his cock in precum to lube it up. Lining up his dick with the pig’s eager hole, Tyler slowly inserted himself into tight ass in front of him. He gave it a good smack making Nick squeal which is music to Tyler’s ears. Tyler drove his cock all the way to the hilt before stopping and letting the pig adjust. The cannibal took the moment to lean over the pig, letting his presence envelope his prey. Tyler wrapped his arms around the plump boy under him and felt the dangling belly and breasts of the pig. His hands massaged the marbled meat and flesh causing Nick to cry out in pleasure. Tyler took this cue to start pumping his cock right into Nick’s prostate.

Nick panted in pleasure, moaning at each thrust. His dick was erupting a river of precum and his balls were heavy with cum. Tyler’s large hands were everywhere, rubbing Nick’s sensitive skin. “Please Sir, don’t make me cum. I’m not ready to be meat,” Nick pleaded resisting with all his might.

“But you really, are sweet meat, you’re meant to be tonight’s dinner, you were born to be our feast,” Tyler reassured him. But behind his calm, soothing voice, Tyler wanted to cum so badly. The pig had a phenomenal hole that was tighter than he’d had in a while. They both gritted their teeth in trying to resist the urge to orgasm. Nick’s hole tightened, responding to Tyler playing with his nipples and rubbing his belly. They both cried out in ecstasy, but Tyler was the one who came, spraying Nick’s insides with white sticky seed. Tyler collapsed on top of the pig, his belly weighing down on Nick’s back. Tyler stays that way for a good 5 minutes, as they’re both worn out from the fun, and he would have stayed in that position, cock softening while up a plump pig’s hole, if it wasn’t for Phil knocking on the door.

“It’s time,” Phil enters wearing an apron, leather boots, and gloves but nothing else, “I see you had fun.”

“Shut up,” Tyler pulled out satisfied but upset, “Looks like it’s up to you, bro, better not mess this up.”

“Don’t worry, this piggy is as good as cooked,” Phil smirked, giving Tyler a smack on the ass to hurry him out of the room. Once his brother was out of the room, Phil turned his attention to the sweating, panting pig on the bed.

“Looks like you three had a lot of fun, I’m surprised you’ve lasted this long.” Phil walked to the closet in the room and opened it revealing a bunch of bdsm equipment. Looking over the selection, he finally decided on a rope that was neither too thick nor too thin. He walked over to the prostrated pig and flipped him on his back. Phil stroked Nick’s face, before letting his hand travel down the entire body of the exhausted boy before him. “You’re so tired,” Phil began to unwind the rope, Nick nodded his agreement with the statement. “Not only from all your fun but of everyday life,” Phil continued while wrapping the rope around Nick’s legs, starting to truss him up. “And the life of a pig is so easy, isn’t it? They don’t have to do anything but live freely. A life of pleasure and relaxation,” Phil’s words were soothing, Nick could feel himself being drawn in as his limbs were secured. “In exchange for such pleasure, all that men ask of pigs is that they eventually become meat,” Phil produces a bottle of oil and starts to rub Nick’s body with it causing it to glisten and shine in the light. Nick felt his heart start to race in excitement. “You think it will hurt but it won’t, I’ll make sure it doesn’t as I’m your man, and you’re my pig. And you say you’re afraid to die but we’re saving you a life of pain and suffering. Not many pigs get this opportunity,” Phil spends time rubbing the oil into specific locations arousing the pig further. Nick’s breathing began to quicken. “You know that you’re a succulent pig, this belly meant to be stuffed, your skin meant to turn a golden brown,” Phil moved to the wall and flipped a switch which slid back a panel on the ceiling, revealing a mirror. Nick stared up at it looking at the trussed pig it reflected. “You want to be meat for hungry men, to be our prized pig, the center of our table and our attention. We’ll roast you up to perfection,” Phil maneuvered around to be at Nick’s head, producing an apple from the bedside dresser and inserting it into Nick’s mouth. “All you have to do is cum,” Phil reached down to Nick’s groin, giving it the softest of touches. Nick moaned and groaned, unable to resist any longer.

The sight of being trussed up like a pig, the thorough fucking he received, as well as the spectacular blow job he received culminated to an orgasm unlike which he’s ever had. Each spurt from his piggy cock shot over his head staining the apron Phil was wearing, he screamed into the apple. The sound brought the two brothers into the room right as the last spurt erupted. Phil removed the apple as Nick calmed. “So what say you, longpig? Ready to be dinner?” Phil inquired.

“Please Sir, use this pig. I’ve been fattened and pleasured by men, it’s only right that I give back as the pig I am. I’m meat for your use, Sirs. There’s no greater honor, I see now, this is my purpose,” Nick blurted out.

“Well, I’ll be damned,” Tyler remarked, “you completely convinced him, got him to cum, and did it all in 15 minutes? What the actual fuck?”

“What can I say, I know how to deal with pigs,” Phil smirked, “It takes more than just fucking them.”

“You weren’t lying when you said it wouldn’t hurt, right?” the longpig interjected, “I know it doesn’t really matter now, as I’m just your meal but I really hope you were telling the truth.”

Phil turned to the pig and grinned, “I was telling the truth, I wasn’t always a world renown longpig chef, I started my career as a surgeon. You won’t be able to feel a thing, for the most part. Especially when I remove all those nasty entrails. You’ll get to keep the important stuff, but we also don’t want to spoil the meat.” Phil’s response surprised the pig and the other brothers look annoyed at Phil as he gloated each of those facts as often as he could.

“Plus, I want longpig sausage in the morning,” Tyler noted, “I’ll be turning your intestines into the best there is while you roast.” Tyler rubbed the still trussed pig’s belly, grabbing at his plumpness every so often. “Well, thanks to our brother, we’re ahead of schedule.”

“Actually, we’re right on track, I figured it would only take me 15 minutes to convince the pig. The other 30 minutes I need to get him cleaned out. Speaking of which do you mind helping me get him to the kitchen?” Phil bragged. His brothers grumbled but obliged, Tyler grabbed the longpig’s shoulders while Kyle grabbed the pig’s lower back. They heaved him onto the kitchen’s island where Phil already had all his surgical tools laid out.

Once everyone was situated with Kyle and Tyler sitting at the bar naked sipping their beers and Phil standing over Nick, the procedure began. Phil produced a small respirator from one of the cabinets and attached it to the pig’s nose then proceeded to inject a full syringe into the base of Nick’s skull at his spine. Nick quickly lost feeling in his whole body. “That should take care of the pain and should make you taste just a little sweeter.” Phil grabbed his scalpel and made a large incision at the base of the pig’s belly. The brothers watched eagerly as the pig slowly gutted. The once plump belly began to flatten as Nick’s liver, gallbladder, kidneys, bladder, stomach, intestines, and other organs were removed. The brothers at the bar began to boo and groan in displeasure at the sight of the pig loss in voluptuousness. “Quiet, you two, he’ll look like his plump self once we get the stuffing in.” Despite being numb and undergoing drastic surgery, the longpig’s cock grew hard thinking about being stuffed. Phil set aside the long trail of intestine for Tyler. “Alright boys, he’s just about ready, let me get him stitched up then we can get him ready for the oven,” Phil produced an odd-looking spool with what looked like green string. Noticing Nick’s confused look, he explained, “it’s made from a vegetable fiber, so we don’t have to worry about carving around surgical thread.”

 Phil smacked the still plump ass of the longpig, “It’s time to stuff this roast!”

Both brothers jumped to their feet in excitement. “YES! This is one of my favorite parts,” Kyle said with joy in his eyes, “I call the back!”

Tyler look slightly annoyed at his brother but relented, “Fine I’ll stuff from the front. Alright piggy, I’m going to feed you, no chewing, only swallowing, just like you did Kyle’s load,” Tyler said it in a way trying to jab at his brother’s earlier defeat. Tyler grabbed a bowl from the fridge and handed another to Kyle who was oiling up one of his hands. Phil grabbed a beer himself and got ready for the show. Tyler began to scratch at the bottom of Nick’s chin, “Alright piggy open up.” Nick opened his mouth and Tyler started to scoop stuffing into it. Nick gulped as much as he could with each handful as the flavors of what was filling him spread over his tongue. He couldn’t believe how good it tasted and imagined how much better it would be once his juices mixed with it, the idea caused is dick to dribble precum. “Uh Oh, looks like the piggy sprung a leak,” Kyle joked as he was starting to work his fingers into the numb pig’s hole. Kyle leaned over and gave the cock a lick getting another taste of the porker. Eventually Kyle worked his entire fist up the pig’s ass, allowing it to explore the cavernous belly that needed to be filled. Kyle pulled out and began inserting handfuls of stuffing into the pig. The two men worked for the better part of an hour, to manually fill the pig. They would occasionally stop to check the progress of Nick’s growing belly and to stroke themselves a little. Each man was hard as rock the entire time, Phil even had to intervene to clean up some puddles of precum that were forming on the kitchen tile. The pig’s belly grew bigger and fuller, past the size it was before the procedure. Phil removed the respirator as his brothers finished packing the longpig. Breathing was starting to become difficult for Nick, but he loved how stuffed he was and how the men around him were looking at him like nothing but meat, which at this point he guessed he was.

Phil momentarily untied the pig only so he could readjust his positioning. Nick’s legs were compressed together in what would have been a painful way had his whole body not been numb. Nick’s knees fell on either side of his bulging belly, and his arms tied like chicken wings over his plump pecs. “Before we proceed pig, we want you to see how delicious you look in your full glory,” Phil commented, flipping another switch to reveal another mirror. The sight had the same effect it did before, despite not being able to feel his nether regions, Nick came over his stuffed stomach causing an eruption of applause from the three men. “I guess you like what you see, so do we, pig, and we’re getting hungry,” Phil nearly started to snarl. Kyle, since already being close by started to rub the cum into the pig’s taunt flesh while he licked his lips. “Just a few more preparations and then that oven will be your new home,” Tyler added nearly tripping over the saliva in his mouth.

All three men moved to heave a roasting pan onto the counter, more than large enough to hold a longpig. From there the men quickly started to transporting vegetables from the fridge to the pan, lining the bottom with potatoes, carrots, celery, onions, and eggplant. Nick watched in excitement. Once the bed of veggies was set, all three men carefully carried their awaiting roast to his bed. Phil pulled out a meat thermometer and stabbed it into the exposed, supple ass of the pig, Nick didn’t even flinch.

“Some final garnishes then we’ll be ready,” Kyle assured the patient entrée. Phil pulled out some containers and placed them on the counter. Each brother picked one up. Kyle walked back between the pig’s legs and opened the container revealing a thick red wine sauce, “I love this part,” Kyle grinned as he pulled out a syringe and a metal cock ring. Kyle placed the cock ring on the awaiting pig then injected Nick’s cock and balls with the red wine sauce causing it to grow thick and heavy. Kyle then grabs some tin foil and covered the engorged organs “don’t want these to overcook.”

Tyler took his container to the longpig’s belly and opened it revealing pineapple rings. Tyler took these rings and lined the longpig’s belly and chest, decoratively, making sure to have rings around each of the pig’s nipples. Phil came in behind him with his container of cherries and grapes. Phil took some metal toothpicks and pierced the longpig’s nipples with them placing cherries on either side. Between each toe and finger Phil placed a grape. The three brothers stepped back to gaze on their prized pig. Tyler taking the lead plucked an apple from a nearby bowl holding it to the pig’s mouth, “any last words?”

Nick rested there for a moment contemplating his situation before replying “I hope I am the best feast you’ve ever had. Please devour my meat and fill your hungry bellies. I am a pig and you are men who deserve only the best meat.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” Tyler responded, shoving the apple deep into the longpig’s mouth. “As tradition boys, take your spots!” Each of the brothers stood on a stool around the helpless pig and started to stroke themselves. It didn’t take long for each of the men to be on the verge of orgasm. “Ready men? One, Two, SHOOT!” Tyler directed, to which, each man shot his hot load over the meat below. They didn’t bother to rub in the loads rather they left the pig covered in splotches of cum. They got down off of the stools and high fived each other before turning back to their awaiting meal.

“It’s time for you to meet your destiny, piggy. Alright boys let’s get this hog in the oven,” Phil directed, opening the already heated oven. The three of them heaved the pig, roasting pan and all and slid it into the hog’s destination. Without delay, they closed the door and popped open beers, cheering to another successful year.

Phil was right, Nick couldn’t feel a thing beyond a slight warmness. Nick was tired, so much fun, pleasure, and excitement really wore him out. Nick knew this is where he needed to be, to sleep forever in the bellies of hungry men. If he could yawn, he would have but instead his eyes fluttered closed and he drifted off to become nothing but meat.

There was plenty to do while the pig roasted. Tyler brought in a cooler that was in his truck filled with a previous longpig’s meat that he was going to grind for sausages using Nick’s intestines as soon as he could get them washed. Phil worked on side dished and Kyle started cleaning the dishes that had already started to pile up.

The brothers enjoyed each other’s company occasionally making conversation. “So… how’d you do it?” Tyler asked Phil.

“What?” Phil responded, putting the potatoes he was working on down.

“How’d you get him to cum? How’d you convince him?”

“Oh, that,” Phil picked back up what he was doing. “It’s simple really, I hypnotized him. Deep down he really wanted to be meat for us, but he had so many other inhibitions that stopped him. So, I just took those away.”

“Really? You can do that?” Tyler put down the casing he was filling and turned to his brother in surprise.

“Yeah, dad taught me. Didn’t he teach you?”

“No… he didn’t,” Tyler sounded frustrated, “maybe that’s why the butcher shop hasn’t been doing as well.” A sound of defeat entered Tyler’s voice. Phil noticed and stopped his preparations to turn to his brother, embracing him.

“Hey, none of that, this is a time of celebration. Our dad was a real bastard sometimes, especially to you. You deserved the shop! You were always the best at taking apart a pig. And you can always still learn how to hypnotize a pig, hell I’ll even teach you,” Phil coaxed. His words helped cheer up Tyler some. Phil sighed resorting to the only tool left he could think of to cheer up his brother in the moment, “I’ll let you carve the pig.” The statement brought a huge grin to Tyler’s face and they both resumed their tasks.

Kyle looked over at Phil, “Why do you even make those side dishes, you know we don’t eat anything but meat over the course of the feast.”

Phil stopped, “You know, you’re right, but… it’s more of a tradition than anything plus I’m used to cooking for entire banquet halls where they’re not all just eating longpig.”

“Suite yourself.” The three continued to work. Once Phil noticed the pig expired, he brought out a tube with a needle at one end and a pump on the other as well as a bucket. The three pulled out the pig for the moment as Phil stuck the needle into the longpork’s jugular and flipped on the pump. The pig was drained of blood in minutes. They basted the roast then put it right back into the oven to continue to cook.

The three eventually finished up their tasks in the kitchen and moved their fun into the living room. They pulled up some porn on the tv for a little bit and had some good old brotherly fun. Each eventually was wiped out from their escapades throughout the day as it wore on into the night. They settled in to play some video games and watch a movie. Phil would occasionally slip back into the kitchen to baste the pig and eventually to cover it with tin foil after he browned up nicely.

The house smelled of roasted longpork and each man’s stomach was aching to be filled. Grumbles and groans could audibly be heard from each of the men’s bellies. Eventually Phil opened the oven and declared the pig cooked to perfection. All three of them once again, pulled the roast out, setting it on the kitchen island to cool.

Tyler pulled out a large carving knife and a two tined fork and began to carve the hog. First, he made sure to separate the legs from the body placing each on a large platter, then removing the arms revealing the perfectly cooked longpork breasts. The rest of the carving devolved into different cuts; one, in particular, revealed the juicy, moist stuffing within. Kyle eventually got ahold of the carving knife and maneuvered to his favorite spot and uncovered the longpig’s cock and balls to reveal the perfectly roasted sausage and oysters below. Kyle, while holding his tongue, carved off the jewels and placed them on a plate.

Once the longpig was significantly carved, the three men said a quick word of thanks to each other and to their main course before digging in with full ferocity. Phil had a Nick’s arm and was devouring his bicep as Tyler was tearing into the rump and hams. Kyle gorged himself on some pec steaks and each of them enjoyed the belly bacon. It was a good thing all three were still naked as their feasting was messy and arousing. Each came multiple times throughout the meal staining the floor with puddles of cum. Grease and juice ran down each of their chins and down their chests. After a couple hours and the sounds of consumption died down, Tyler stood up, “You know, this might have been our best pig yet. Thank you, Phil, for your selection. And it would seem like a waste to let such a feast of fertility go to waste this year. So I’ve decide, some way, somehow, I will impregnate a woman this year.” The two brothers looked at each other before laughing out loud. Despite Tyler’s seriousness, he couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculousness of it as well.

Each had their fill over the following week, eating nothing but meat. When the meat was gone, the three gathered the bone, placed them in a box and sealed it to be placed in the attic with the rest of the pigs from previous years. “God, I hope the police never search this place,” Phil joked. Afterward the brothers departed for the year.

Tyler would say that there was never a better year afterward or at least, that’s what he would tell his son.