Stuck with John

You hold still for the salivating teen as he coats you in his thick hit spit. He breathes on you, his breath heavy and hot. John burps again, releasing a strong wave of John's inner smells. A cacophony of digesting food, acid, and John was over you. The powerful teenager extends his soft pink tongue and you place your front on it, sinking into the slick surface. John draws his tongue into his maw. His teeth glisten in the light. The massive tongue slopes back into a dark abyss, the back of the muscle stained with leftover lunch. You feel John close his mouth and tilt his head back. Your body slides deeper inside his mouth, you slip over the back of John's tongue, coated in the food remnants and sticky saliva.
A gulp brings you deeper into your best friend. His throat is so powerful, and you are quickly deposited into the teenager's stomach. It smells terrible, and is filled with goopy bits of food. You don't mind, John's powerful body is around you, the attractive teen swallowed you whole, making you his.