Another story for you all:

I met a guy named Cody at a club a few years ago. Late that night we crashed out at my hotel and slept in late. He hadn't eaten anything this whole time, so I decided to take him out for a nice dinner the next night. We went to an expensive Chinese food place and each ordered a beer. Cody was suddenly starving (we hadn't eaten in 24 hours), so he ordered an appetizer, a huge plate of chicken wraps. It looked like it was mostly lettuce, with a bit of meat. Surprisingly, he finished the whole thing, which was a monstrous portion by itself. Soon our dishes arrived- we both ordered big bowls of orange chicken and rice. I was still slightly hungover from the night before, so I didn't have the appetite to finish the whole meal. Cody finished his, and even dug into my leftovers a bit. I was stuffed from eating most of what was on my plate, so I could only imagine how full Cody must have felt.  Back at the hotel, we slumped onto the bed and turned on the TV. Cody laid back and rubbed his belly. 'My tummy hurts,' he said. 'I don't feel so good myself,' I said as I leaned in. 'You think if I rub it it will feel better?' I asked, and he let me try. I lifted up his shirt a bit and slipped my hand under. His happy trail was short and spikey, like it had been shaved a couple weeks earlier. I spread my palm across his belly. Suddenly a low rumble murmured in his stomach, between his ribs. 'Does it hurt right there?' I asked him, rubbing the spot gently. He frowned cutely and nodded. 'Let me see what I can do,' I said. I began rubbing in small circles, gently working my way toward his hips. I pressed down a bit on the inside of his hips but couldn't feel or hear anything in particular. Except for his very full stomach, his inside seemed mostly empty. Another moan-rumble emitted from his stomach. The sound was pretty concentrated on one spot. With one hand spread across his lower belly, I put my ear to the spot. Every eight seconds or so, a hard churn sounded off, then sharply went quiet. ggrrrRRRRlrlrlrlr It went on like this in the same spot, at regular intervals, for a good hour. It sounded like a giant mass of lettuce was pinned to the bottom of his stomach, somehow disrupting the digestion of everything else. Occasionally I would hear and feel liquid tinkling out of his stomach and further down. A few times I could feel gas and digested food from the night before bubbling into his bowel near his right hip [always seems to be a loud spot at certain times].

A couple nights later, we were walking through the mall and decided to grab dinner before it closed down.  At the mall that night, we tried to order a pizza but were told they were closed. We surveyed everything in the food court, and everything was closed except a chinese food place. Both of us were a bit disappointed, since we'd just had Chinese. We ordered anyway, and sat down to eat heaping plates of chow mein noodles, sweet and sour chicken and fried rice. Compared to the night before, this meal was much greasier and lower quality. We drove back to a friend's apartment and went to bed early. We were sprawled on the floor of the living room under blankets, wearing just our boxers, with me snuggled against his side. Just as I was almost asleep, I thought I heard something coming from under the blanket. It was faint, almost the sensation of sound waves pulsing through the air, but not quite the right frequency to be 'heard'. I snuggled my head closer to Cody's belly to investigate. With my head on the floor a few inches away, the sounds were much more intense. I spread my hand on his belly and confirmed my suspicion. His belly was pulsing lightly in sudden bursts spread all over the place. Cody was asleep, but after the prior nights of romance certainly didn't care if I soothed his belly. I looked up at his face in the dim light and could see him grimacing slightly in his sleep. He readjusted himself a bit, and his hand slid down near his belly button. Gas and half-digested noodles were pumping through his insides, made upset from all the grease. I lay my head just below his navel, careful not to put too much weight on him or cause discomfort. With my ear on his belly, the incomplete soundwaves I'd heard earlier were suddenly a concert of hisses and whooshes and squelches, punctuated by gurgles and squirts from higher up. The pops and groans seemed to spread randomly around his belly, then every few seconds a giant bump would pop up on one of his sides and whoosh itself to another spot. I listed to his intestines battling the greasy food and pumping the gas along for a few minutes before he eventually rolled over and I fell back asleep.

Here's another story of mine (once posted on a Yahoo group):

Last year I was with a friend of mine, I think she was 18 at the time, sitting in my car late at night. We were talking, and had just had some coffee. We moved to the backseat and I asked if I could stretch out and put my head in her lap. She, of course, had no problem with this and even slid down in the seat so her belly would make a nice pillow. I had to curl into a ball across the seat so I could adjust my head over her belly. She was wearing a sweatshirt,  but before I even rested my head I heard a load high-pitched squeal from somewhere in her bowels. She didnt notice, and was still talking to me as I moved around to get comfortable. I placed my ear right over her belly button, and through the sweatshirt I heard GLOOP, Hisssss, gloop. We would talk on an off, and I kept my head down there for about 30 minutes. The first 5 minutes was pretty quiet, but every thirty seconds or so I would feel something move beneath my ear then hear a loud hissss. Suddenly, a quick groan erupted from her stomach, and digested slush cascaded into her intestines. I could hear her intestines pushing the coffe/food mixture along, sloshing and splashing punctuated by a few seconds of silence. A loud groan came from her bowels again, and she stopped talking. "My tummy is making noises," she said. I looked up at her. "Yeah, its pretty loud. Are you hungry?" I knew she wasn't since it was digestion I was hearing, not hunger, but I wanted to see what she'd say. "No, I'm not. I wonder what its problem is." She was quiet for a minute and we both heard a pocket of gas let out a muffled scream as it shot through her intestines. I laughed a bit and adjusted my head. With my ear a few inches off her belly, I could still hear it, but now I could hear more- the gas squealing, intestines pumping, and stomach emptying. It quieted down for a bit, and she resumed talking. A few minutes later, with my ear back on her belly, I could feel pressure building. A long wet set of gurgles erupted across her belly. Gas and digested food sloshed around at high pressure. SQUUIIRRT. SQUEEEAL. slosh. BRRRWWWWRR GlooOp. SQueal. Rwoor. RRRWOOOOWR. It started to get really loud, and I would guess that it was a lot of gas slicing around through food. At that point, she had to get home since it was nearly 4am.



I've been reading under the radar on this and related communities for years, so I think it's about time I contribute. I'm a 25 year-old male. If you're over the age of 18 and would like to talk, feel free to send me a message. Males and females welcome :)

I love your stories, they're fantastic! Do you have any more you'd be willing to share? I'd also love to talk to you. I'm 19, and female. =)

 My friend stayed over recently. He's about 21, tall and slim. At first I layed my head on his belly while we watched a movie. We had eaten McDonalds a couple hours earlier, and digestion was in full swing. I could hear and feel chortles and squirts near his belly button. Presumably it was some of the food being pushed further along in his system. We'd also had a few drinks so there was a lot of liquid percolating and squirting around.A few hours later we were laying on the floor. He was on his back, and he let me massage his belly. I started near his hips and massaged with my thumbs. If I pressed down gently I could actually move gas bubbles around on his lower right side. "My tummy is talking to you," he said. Suddenly his whole belly erupted into activity. My hands were spread out across his belly so I could feel everything. from his ribs to his hips and everything in between. I could feel his stomach rumbling between his ribs and everything gurgling along his intestines. I asked him if it hurt or was upset and he said he didn't think so, but he could definitely feel everything moving. It was pretty amazing, everything was working at once. The mcdonalds was definitely being annihilated! There was a lot of activity in his right hip, where the small intestine meets the large. There would be huge moans there every time something squirted further up.

 If any guys or girls want to chat or trade stories, i have plenty more. Everything I've posted so far is 100% true, but I'm also able to collaborate on fiction. Send me a private message!