As he slowly descended upon the meatloaf, he realized that he forgot to turn off the oven. Arthur ran over to it and turned it off before returning to his food. He reached over to a drawer and grabbed the contents inside. He assembled them onto the table neatly, setting down a melon baller, a kitchen knife, some towels, and then two gloves. He slowly put on the gloves while looking at the meatloaf. He seductively licked his lips and grabbed the kitchen knife, slicing off the end. After putting the slice down he reached for the melon baller.
He shoved it into the meatloaf, pulling out scoopfuls at a time, careful to not break through it's sides. Putting down the baller, he examined his work. "Not too shabby" he thought to himself. Reaching down, he started to undo his belt, slowly pulling it off as if to tease the meatloaf. Afterwards he pulled down his pants, taking his boxers with them. Now standing in front of the with only his shirt and his throbbing erection. He reached over to the meatloaf and picked it up, lowering it onto his cock. He shuddered at the warm meaty walls around him.
After he raised up the meatloaf to the tip of his member, he slammed it back down. He repeated this action multiple times before setting the meatloaf back onto the table and thrusting into it. Slamming into it a few move times he gave one last powerful thrust, releasing himself into the meatloaf. After a few moments to catch his breath, he pulled out and quickly put the cut off slice back onto it. He made sure that none of it spilled out. While cleaning himself up, he put his tools in the sink. After a quick look in a mirror to make sure he didn't look suspicious, he called to his guest.
"Dude, what is it? I was about to beat my high score" Alfred whined.
"I made dinner" replied Arthur, "it's meatloaf with a cheese sauce inside".
"Awesome" Alfred said, pulling a chair up to the table.
Arthur brought over the meatloaf and started to slice it.
"Whoa dude, that thing is stuffed" Alfred exclaimed.
"Mhm" Arthur replied wearing a smirk.
As Alfred dug in, he stopped and made a face. "I think your cheese is bad Artie, it tastes awful!"
Arthur sighed and walked over to Alfred. While putting his hands on Al's shoulders, he leaned in and whispered into the younger boy's ear. "I'll let you in on a secret Al, that's not cheese... that's me."
Alfred made a face of confusion and horror.
"That's right Al, a piece of me is inside of you." He whispered seductively, "And there's more where that came from, little brother."