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I love how he farted unapologetically 😂

Podcast Fart

help please

Ik it’s been a while since the author last posted but I’m looking to see if anyone anywhere knows what happened to there works or if they moved there name was Sexxxsiren and they wrote the story KD the thug and the series following it the original one was based on a work by big butt bully if you have any of them please share 😊

Indeed 🤗

Once Upon a Time: ' Pain in the Ass '

In an Alternate universe / timeline 6'ft tall David Nolan a.k.a Prince Charming becomes the 1st Ever ' Light One ' that's a Magical Wizard stronger than any that have ever lived before including Rumplestiltskin The Dark One a.k.a Mr.Gold & Merlin! Rumple tried to stop this from happening by manipulating David into doing a Deed to Darken his Heart Forever but, failed. David proved to strong to become Evil so easy. After, a series of trials David becomes the Light One but, finds the amount of power made him Grow 30' tall! After, David strips Rumple of his Dark One Powers permanently. David was really Pissed w/ Gold to the point where he could kill him but, heroes don't kill! Although, it doesn't say anywhere about Heroes don't take prisoners. So David decides since Rumple's been such a Pain in the Ass since he meet him for his Family & Friends he should be under his. David bounds Rumple in a Magical Light making him float up towards a telephone pole & then teleoports right in front of him w/his Giant Jean Clad Bubble Butt facing Rumple. " Since, u've been such a Pain my Families & my's Ass's since Day One I think it's only poetic you meet mine! " David laughs shaking his Butt at Rumple's Tiny Body. " So since you need to be kept under strict surveillance I can't think of a more perfect place to know where you're at & what you're doing than making you my New Seat Cushion! Oh, don't worry... I made your Body pliable so you won't get squished under my Big Ol' Ass! ' David says grinning. Just then David felt his stomach gurgle. " Speaking of my Ass I Guess the Burritos from Granny's Diner's not agreeing w/ me! This is actually perfect timing as you're about to experience one of the things you'll be dealing w/ daily as my Ass Cushion. Get ready Old Fart cause here comes Mine! " David says smirking. Suddenly Rumples hair's blown back by the Loudest & Longest Fart he's ever heard. Once David finally figured out how to get his normal height back he shrunk Rumple to just 1" tall to continue being David's Seat/Fart Cushion.

Sniff this 🍑💨

GrimmIchi (post epilogue): Includes some Anime characters and an original character of mine also using Anime terms. 6

Everyone: Who's there?

Rurichiyo: Rurichiyo Kasumiōji. Shū: Shū Kannogi. Kenryū: Ryūsei Kenzaki and Rusaburō Enkōgawa. Taylor: I'll get the door, Ichigo. Taylor opens the door to to Lady Rurichiyo, Lord Shū, Kenryū and Enryū Taylor: It's the Kasumiōji Clan's main members. Rurichiyo: And just who are you? Taylor: My name is Taylor, Lady Rurichiyo. I already know all of you, Lady Rurichiyo is the Head of the Kasumiōji Clan, Lord Shū is her fiancé, while you Sir Kenryū and you Sir Enryū are her bodyguards and guardians. Rurichiyo: Why yes that is true. Taylor: Do you also know that Sir Kenryū and Sir Enryū are also a married couple, Lady Rurichiyo? Rurichiyo: They are? If so that is news to me and in fact I would still love them since I already consider them as my adopted fathers so if they do reveal that they are married then that just means I can publicly refer to them as my adopted fathers instead as just my guardians and bodyguards. Kenryū: I um... Enryū: starts blushing and nudges Kenryū to tell Lady Rurichiyo Kenryū: We are... um... Taylor: Here catch Sir Enryū, throws something towards Enryū if you are so embarrassed about your voice then use that device I just tossed you and it can cloak your voice so its isn't so high pitched. Enryū (using the device): Yes me and Ryūsei are married and have been for quite a few years. Wow this device is working wonders, Thanks Taylor. Meanwhile in the Soul Society At Squad 12's Barracks Mayuri: wakes up You still alright Akon? Akon: Yep just fine, in fact can you adjust a little so my face is under you? Mayuri: adjusts like Akon asks Like this? Akon: muffed voice Yeah, this is heavenly. Uh Captain I love you. Mayuri: blushing Romantic love or just because I'm doing something you love? Akon: Romantic love! In fact if I had someway to propose marriage I would. Just then a ring shows up in Akon's hand while one shows up in Mayuri's hand and they hear Taylor's voice saying "Thank me later." Akon: Well that is convenient... Captain Mayuri, will you... Uh... Marry me? Mayuri: reaches down to take the ring from Akon's exposed hand to put it on his left ring finger Yes Akon, I will marry you! accidently farts after saying that sending the fart directly into Akon's mouth and inside of him Akon (inhaling what seems like an endless fart): proceeds to inflate like a fart balloon Rin Tsubokura walks in munching on cookies Mayuri: Hey Rin, HELP ME GET OFF AKON BEFORE HE EXPLODES BECAUSE I CAN'T STOP FARTING IN HIS MOUTH WHICH IS CAUSING HIM TO INFLATE! Rin: Oh... Right, Captain! runs over and tries to push Mayuri off Akon but isn't able to Hiyosu shows up because he heard Mayuri yelling Hiyosu (not paying attention to what is actually going on): Rin did you get into trouble with the Captain again? Mayuri: NO HE IS TRYING TO HELP ME GET OFF AKON WHO IS CURRENTLY INFLATING WITH MY FART! Hiyosu: Oh proceeds to help Mayuri get off Akon Mayuri is pushed up enough that Akon is able to climb out Akon (looking like a giant yoga ball with hands, feet and a head with him completely nude because his outfit tore to shreds): I don't mind being a naked flesh ball with my cock and balls showing as long as the Captain doesn't end our engagement or says he doesn't love me anymore. Mayuri: I don't mind in fact if you like it so much maybe Taylor can find a way to make you extremely stretchy and we can have sex where I inflate you with my farts as I have my cock up your ass! Akon: cumming at that sound of that I would love that Captain! Mayuri: And Akon, you can call me Mayuri now that we are engaged and therefore in a romantic relationship. Akon: OK Mayuri, my love! Meanwhile in the World of the Living Taylor: Not a problem Sir Enryū. What caused you all to come all of a sudden did something happen to the Kasumiōji Clan again like that time Shūsuke Amagai showed up or is it just a friendly visit like that Kemari tournament? Rurichiyo: Unfortunately a bit of a mix and I was hoping to have a friendly visit before the bad stuff came out. Taylor: There shouldn't be a reason why that isn't possible Lady Rurichiyo.

Rurichiyo: Also who exactly are you? And who is that blue haired guy with the exposed check bone, purple haired lady, little red haired girl, little orange haired boy who looks like Ichigo Kurosaki, the black haired man, the white haired man, the black haired lady, the light blonde hair lady, the green haired lady, the blonde haired busty lady, the half and half haired handsome man, the pink haired ninja dude, the red haired guy with the orange mohawk, the black haired man who gives emo vibes, the orange haired guy with the upper earlobe piercings and the eyebrow piercing, the turquoise haired lady, the long haired black haired man, the brown haired and blue eyed guy, the Auburn hunk, the green hunk and wait is that Kon? Taylor: The Blue haired guy is Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, he is Ichigo's Husband, the purple haired lady is actually magenta haired and her name is Riruka Dokugamine who may or may not be currently dating Orihime, the little red haired girl is Ichika Abarai, she is Captain R Kuchiki's and Lieutenant Abarai's daughter, the little orange haired boy is Ichigo's son Kazui Kurosaki who he had when he was pretending to be straight and was married to Orihime, the black haired man is Isshin Kurosaki who is Ichigo's father, the white haired man is Ryūken Ishida who is Uryū's father who is the boyfriend of Isshin, the black haired lady is Karin Kurosaki who I believe you briefly met when you had dinner at Ichigo's house, the light blonde haired lady is Yuzu Kurosaki who you probably met at the same time as Karin, the green haired lady is Nozomi Kujō who is Karin's girlfriend, the blonde haired busty lady is Ririn who you probably recognize as the little bird stuffed animal, the half and half haired handsome man is Kurōdo who you'd probably recognize as the bunny looking stuffed animal, the pink haired ninja dude is Noba who is the boyfriend of Chad, the red haired orange mohawk guy is Gō Koga, the emo vibe guy is Ulquiorra Cifer, the orange guy with the piercings is Anthony and he is my Fiancé, the turquoise haired lady is Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck, the long haired black haired guy is Nnoitra who is I'm gonna guess officially dating Nel, the brown haired blue eyed guy is Brandan who is dating Uryū, the Auburn hunk is attached to Yuzu, got no clue if they are dating, the green hunk is attached to Ririn, go no clue if they are dating and yes that is Kon who might be dating Kurōdo as for me my name is Taylor, a member of the 13 Court Guard Squads and like Ichigo I'm human and no I'm not a Substitute Soul Reaper I'm actually a full member of the 13 Court Guard Squads but not a member of a specific Squad since I'm allowed to change squads at will. Ichigo: If the Kasumiōji Clan needs help again I won't be able to help since I wanna stay by my husband's side during his pregnancy, but I'm sure Taylor can help you since he might not be a seated member of the 13 Court Guard Squads but he is as stronger than Shunsui Kyōraku who is the current Head Captain and I dare say that Taylor could have became the Head Captain if he were around before the war with the Quincy and Old Man Yamamoto's passing. Taylor: Ichigo I've told you before Head Captain Kyōraku offered me his position but I declined since I don't want a rank. Rurichiyo: Wait so you're next in line to be Head Captain, Taylor? Taylor: Not if I keep declining the position, which Head Captain Kyōraku keeps asking me about even though I've told him no about 1000000 times already. Its a good thing he doesn't try setting up a Will where it binds me to the position until my death with him either dying or faking his own death and going into hiding to make the Will take effect because if that were the case I'd have no choice but to take the position even though I don't want it and never will want it. Just then Shunsui Kyōraku shows up and hears what Taylor just said Shunsui (thinking): If Taylor wants to play it that way then so be it, I don't mind going into hiding since I miss my love Jūshirō and would like to get away from the memory of his passing... he flash steps away

Taylor (detecting that Shunsui was nearby): Welp there is a chance Head Captain Kyōraku heard me so it seems my days as a unranked member are officially number... I wish it weren't true since I hate the thought of having a rank even if it gives me authority to use a strategy that leads to less death for the allies. Since the most I prefer to do is advise the one who is in charge so I remain rankless. Just than an announcement sounds through Ichigo's, Karin's and Brandan's Substitute Soul Reaper Combat Passes Announcement: Head Captain Shunsui Sakuranosuke Jirō Kyōraku has died and his Will says that his successor is unranked member Taylor. Taylor please report to Central 46 and receive your captain's coat. Ichigo: Congratulations, Taylor! Taylor: DO NOT CONGRATULATE ME, ICHIGO! I SAID I NEVER WANTED THE DAMN POSITION! storms off Rukia: Wow Ichigo, nice going. Ichigo: Oh Shut up... goes to cuddle with Grimmjow Meanwhile in the Soul Society In Central 46 Chambers Taylor: Can you just give it to someone else? Since I don't want the position! Head Central 46 Member: No can do the Will binds you to the position. Taylor: Fuck I should have known I should have never said anything since he was always trying to hand the position to me. Head Central 46 Member: We do not care frankly and you are gonna need to choose a new Lieutenant since it appears that Nanao Ise and Genshirō Okikiba resigned following your predecessors death. Taylor: I take it, that it can be whoever I chose as long as they are a Soul Reaper. Head Central 46 Member: That is true. Taylor: Then I appoint Ichigo Kurosaki to be my Lieutenant. All of Central 46 Members: But he is a Human! SO NO THE ANSWER IS NO! Taylor: Have you forgotten the fact I AM HUMAN! BECAUSE IF YOU HAVE THEN IF YOU ARE FOLLOWING THE RULE BOOKS THAN YOU APPOINTING ME AS HEAD CAPTAIN IS AGAINST SAID RULE BOOK! Head Central 46 Member: It seems that you are correct so we grant you this and will allow Ichigo Kurosaki to be your Lieutenant. Meanwhile in the World of the Living At Ichigo and Grimmjow's Mansion Announcement: Will the new Squad 1 Lieutenant Ichigo Kurosaki report to Squad 1's Barracks immediately! Ichigo (confused): WTF Why am I the new Lieutenant of Squad 1? Announcement: You have been appointed as such by New Head Captain Taylor... Why is his last name not listed... Because the former Lieutenants resigned following Shunsui Kyōraku's passing. Grimmjow: Congratulations, honey! Ichigo: But how am I supposed to protect Karakura Town as a Lieutenant? Renji: Do you really think Taylor would order you to do something you aren't comfortable with? Because as a Lieutenant you can have people help you protect Karakura Town. Rukia: I think he is crazy to appoint you as his Lieutenant like what is wrong with him? Ichigo: Are you saying I'm not right for the job? Or are you saying that for another reason? Rukia: Because you have said "He was just a Substitute Soul Reaper. Screw the ramifications, I believe I owe him that respect, besides I plan to remain a Substitute Soul Reaper." I probably failed to quote what you said properly but still. Ichigo: That was 10 years ago Rukia. Rukia: So you don't wanna be a Substitute Soul Reaper anymore? Ichigo: I never said that what I'm saying is that I'm no longer opposed to being a full member of the 13 Court Guard Squads anymore. Rukia: Oh... Ichigo: Hey, Grimm walks over to Grimmjow I'll be back in a little bit. gives Grimmjow a kiss and opens a Senkaimon Meanwhile In the Soul Society At Squad 1's Barracks Taylor: Where is he? Squad 1 member: Captain sir, your Lieutenant has just arrived. Taylor: Thank you. Ichigo arrives at the Barracks Ichigo: Why's you call me here? Taylor: Do you have your combat pass? Ichigo (taking out his combat pass): Yeah its right here why... Taylor snatches Ichigo's Combat Pass from him Ichigo: Hey what are you doing Taylor? Taylor ignores him and puts it face down into a device which consumes it The device releases what looks like a Squad 1 Lieutenant's Badge

Taylor (picking up the Lieutenant's Badge): Here take it. Ichigo (taking it and flipping it over revealing that its still his combat pass): I see what you did Taylor, you used my Combat Pass and also made it my Lieutenant's Badge. Taylor: Exactly, that way you can still use Fullbring if you so desired. Ichigo: But Kūgo Ginjō took that from me. Taylor: I wouldn't be so sure. Give it a try. Ichigo give its a try and actually activates his Fullbring Ichigo: Wait, how is this possible? Taylor: When you got your Spirit Energy back it also gave you back your Fullbring since Ginjō wasn't able to take all of it, the Bulk of it remained. Ichigo: Oh. Taylor and Ichigo return to the World of the Living to find To Be Continued

Anyone know if dadsassgas on deviantart is active anywhere else?

They had some pretty food fart content but i was gonna go back and reread it earlier but noticed its gone , anyone know if their active on amy other platforms or anything?

This is gonna sound real specific but anyone know of any good star dew valley harvey farting/face farting or Weight gain Fan art or fanfic?(preferably m/m)

If you do or if you know of any good places I could commission one please dm me

high fantasy preds

i feel like the world just needs more gassy orc men who fart and burp or eat people like where’s all the slobby pred orc stuff

Omfg there was this slobby bear on the bus 🤭🤤 the bus was insanely busy so i had to sit next to him (although that wasnt a problem)he had food stains all down his top and stunk, it was kinda hard to hide my boner :( definitely wouldn’t mind if he sat on me🤭 (among other stuff👀)

i genuinely would worship this man and ket him do anything to me he was so fucking hot

Smell of a new bud

I love and support my wife, especially over all the years of her climbing up the corporate ladder. However, I’m not a fan of the monthly company parties I have to attend with her. They’re hosted at one of the higher executive’s homes. The people around aren’t very interesting and I have to wear a suit and tie through the event. I’m a game designer so I’m not too comfortable in formal wear.

We just arrived at the party and my wife, Angela, leads us to the host, who’s a slightly older woman named Elyse. It seems like she and Angela are very close friends. As they talk, I keep smiling with my arm wrapped around Angela’s waist. Elyse looks at me as she notices my other hand fiddling with my tie.

Elyse gives me a kind smile. “Not your kind of scene? Is it?” she asks. 

I shrug and give her and my wife a guilty smile, making them both laugh.

“My husband’s the same way. He loves me but these kinds of gatherings aren’t his cup of tea.” She tells us. Then she focuses on me and says, “Why don’t you go upstairs and hangout with him. He’s hiding in his mancave. But be warned: he has a special way of… chasing guests out of his space.”

I look at my wife hopefully. She gives me a smile, “Go on, get out of here.”

I give her a peck on the cheek and make my way upstairs. I stop at the first door on the right and knock. “Come in” a deep voice calls from inside.

I open the door and enter, and two things catch me off guard. First is the huge guy who’s both muscular and fat, standing at the window. He’s shirtless, and only wearing a pair of tight blue jeans. And it looks like the seam of the back of his jeans is being worked to the max in containing the guy’s huge ass. His butt’s so big that it looks like he has a set of beach balls in the back of his pants. Each of his butt cheeks are as big as my head.

The second thing is the smell, the room smells like complete shit. It has my nose tingling. 

Without looking back at me he says, “Yeah, you might wanna rejoin the party downstairs, the smell in here isn’t going to get any better.” With that he hikes up his right leg and farts.

PPPPOOOOOOHHHHHVVVVVV

A fresh stink of rotten eggs and onions hits me, but I’ve handled worse. I step inside and close the door behind me. “Dude, I grew up with a single father and four older brothers, I’m used to farts.”

The guy turns his head, and looks back at me, over his shoulder, with a raised eyebrow. The guy’s bearded face looks familiar. He slightly sticks his ass out and farts again. 

RRRRRRRHHHHHHHLLLLLGGGGGG

“Ah, that’s nice and all but I’m a 24/7 farting machine. And I ain’t stopping anytime soon. So are you really sure you wanna stay here?” he asks.

The potent stench reaches my nose, threatening to make my eyes water, but I push it back. “It’s fine man, let ‘em fly. Don’t get me wrong, your wife’s throwing a beautiful party downstairs, but I’d rather chill out here.”

The guy walks up to me with a smile. “Well you endured me farting twice in a confined space, and didn’t run away like the others, so you passed. It’ll be fun to have some company when my wife hosts these monthly shindigs. Nice to meet you, my name's Bud Stevenson.” He introduces himself, offering me a handshake.

I shake Bud’s hand, and introduce myself, “Travis Wright.” Suddenly Bud’s name hits me and I remember where I know him from. “Oh, we’ve met before.”

Bud’s brow furrows so I continue. “We both wrestled in college and I wrestled you once. You completely wiped the floor with me.” I want to say more but it’s embarrassing.

Bud smirks cockily and says, “Well that’s unsurprising, I’m undefeated.”

“Did you used to have a foreign accent in college or something?” I ask, making Bud look confused. I elaborate, “Well your team referred to you as the ‘Assassin’ but they pronounced it weirdly.”

It dawns on Bud and he chuckles before explaining. “Oh, well they called me the Ass-assin. They put emphasis on the ass part because one, I’ve always had a huge ass and two,” Bud leans in forward, almost as if he’s telling me a secret, “I always ripped an sbd in my opponents’ faces. That would always fuck them up and clutch the win for me.” Bud pulls back out with a shit-eating grin, “Since we wrestled I’m sure my Bud Bomb sealed your fate.”

I laugh, shaking my head. “You're damn right, but I never told any of my teammates that you farted in my face. That’d be fucking embarrassing.”

Still sporting a shit-eating grin, Bud cups his hand behind his ass and farts into it. “Here, get a whiff of this literal blast from the past.” Bud quickly brings his cupped fart right under my nose, giving me a nose-full of his rank ass fumes, making me gag.

Bud laughs and then his eyes light up. “Hey I got an idea.” Bud moves the cocktail table out of the way, emptying the middle of the room. “Let’s have a rematch.”

I’m unsure about this. “I don’t know man. Last time we were in the same weight class. I don’t think that’s the case anymore.” I say, trying to be delicate.

Bud rolls his eyes before giving his beer belly a smack, making it ripple. “No need to sugar-coat it Travis, I’ve gotten fat. But that just means you have more speed and stamina than me. Come on Travis, don’t tell me you’re scared.” 

I never, ever back down from a challenge. “Let’s go” I take off my jacket, tie, and button up shirt so I’m only in my undershirt and slacks.

We get in our ready stance, face-to-face. Bud calls ‘go’ and we begin. Our arms lock together and I already can feel that Bud’s strength eclipses my own. I use my speed to my advantage and slip around him and wrap my arms around his upper arms and chest, bear-hugging him. 

At first I think I’ve got him but Bud ends that as he turns his head and gives me a sly grin. “You shouldn’t be back there Travis. With it just being the two of us, the Ass-assin doesn’t have to be sneaky. I can rip Bud Bombs loud and proud.”

I feel Bud push out his ass, pressing his bubbly rump against my midsection. PPPHHHHRRRTTTT

I grit my teeth as I feel him fart on me, and instantly smell his noxious fumes rise up to my nose. It’s torturous but I try to stay strong, keeping him locked in a bear-hug.

Bud snickers, “Haha, so you wanna try and ignore my farts? Then ignore this one” RRRRHHHHHHPPPPPRRRR. Bud rips a greasy fart on my midsection again. 

I release Bud and step back, gagging on his atrocious gas. Bud turns around with a cocky grin. “You’re in for a rare treat Travis. You get to wrestle the Ass-assin when he doesn’t have to be subtle. Lucky you.”

This immediately turns into a one-sided match, with the Ass-assin owning me. He keeps trapping me in one hold after another and farting on my body. 

Bud puts me in an arm bar, farting on my shoulder. He then puts me in a body scissor, farting on my stomach. Then he puts me in a Boston crab, farting on my lower-back. And then he puts me in a headscissor, farting on the back of my head. 

Bud’s straddling my chest, peering down at my face with a shit-eating grin. I’m exhausted and breathing heavily and unfortunately for me, the room is filled with Bud’s eggy farts. 

“Do you give up?” Bud asks, still grinning.

“Never!” I refuse trying to buck Bud off with what little strength I have left.

“Whelp then I guess you get to experience a move I made up that I used on my teammates to make ‘em suffer. Say hello to the Ass-assin’s toxic throne.” Bud may be bigger but he's fast as hell. In a blink of an eye, Bud spins around and I find his jean-clad, bulbous backside, lording over my face.

“Travis, be a pal and tell me when you're ready to surrender.” Bud says casually before abruptly sitting on my face. Smothering me under his fat cheeks.

FART “Oh” FART “Ah, that felt good” FART “Whoops, that was a wet one” FART “Oh yeah you smell that? That’s the smell of the undefeated Ass-assin” FART “Come on Travis, you can end this. Just give up” FART “Do you really wanna be smelling this all night… GGH” 

BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFGGGGGGLLLLLTTTTTTTTT

Bud rips fart after fart on my trapped face. My nose and lungs are burning from his vile ass gas. I can’t handle it, I start rapidly tapping his thigh. “I give, I give!” I yell, muffled beneath his meaty globes. As I yell, Bud gifts my open mouth with a couple of poots.

Bud laughs as he gets off of me and helps me up. He gives me a slap on the back, “Nice try Travis but the Ass-assin is still undefeated.”

Cough-cough “For now, but I’ll beat you next time” I vow through a coughing fit, making Bud smile.

“Oh I like you Travis I can tell we’ll be good friends.” His smile then turns a little mischievous, “And I can tell that you and my ass will be even closer friends.” Bud says before spinning around, hiking up a leg, and farting on my hip.  

Bud laughs and nods his head towards the couch. “Come on, let’s play a game.” 

I take a seat on the couch while he starts up the game console. “It’s a one-player game, but do you wanna play Mutant Invasion with me? I’m stuck on the first boss. Have you played it before?”

Have I played it? I helped develop the game. But I don’t tell him that. It’s a first-person shooter where you're trying to escape a city of flesh eating mutants.

Bud sits next to me and loads his last game save. 10 minutes in, “See, this first boss keeps killing me. I keep running out of ammo and my headshots do no damage.” He complains as he’s killed again.

I immediately see the problem. I take the controller from him and reload his save. “You’re not actually shooting his head. That’s just a lump of flesh on top of his shoulders. His actual head is protruding from his back.” I explain as I have the character round the boss and shoot at the glowing face on his back. 

It takes a minute but I kill the boss and Bud’s overjoyed. “You fucking did it man” he cries shaking me by my shoulders, “Come on lets keep playing.” and we do.

This may be a single-player game, but we get competitive. Whenever one of us dies, we pass the controller. I had a hand in making the game, but I’m no savant. However, I do much better than Bud. Bud gassily shows he’s a sore loser whenever he hands over the controller.

“Here take the controller, and take this too” Bud leans to the side, away from me, aiming his ass at me and farting. 

“How the hell was I supposed to escape that explosion? Maybe you can show me how by escaping my butt bomb.” Bud shifts around, kneeling on the couch, with his back facing me. Bud arches his back, sticking his bubble butt out, at me, and farts, spraying me with his skunky fumes. 

“Oh you thought me getting headshotted was funny? Let's see how you like it.” Bud stands up and spins around. He then bends over at the waist, extending his big butt into my face and farts.

After an hour of playing we choose to stop. I decide to confess my secret to Bud, but not with words. I head to the main menu and click Play Credits. Bud asks ‘What I’m doing?’ but I remain quiet. I point at the screen when ‘Lead Level Designer’ scrolls up and underneath that is Travis Wright.

I smirk at Bud. Bud looks offended but it’s obvious he’s trying to hold back a smile. “Haha, you fucking cheater.” Bud accuses, cackling.

Still smirking, I shrug, “What? It’s your fault for not asking if I helped make the game.”

Bud playfully growls as he gets up and stands in front of me. He then spins around and climbs backwards onto the couch, bracketing my thighs with his feet.

I’m laughing as I shove against Bud’s upper thighs, trying to stop him from pressing his jeans-covered, bubbly rump against my face. I’m only slowing him down as his huge ass comes closer and closer to my face by the second.

My nose is nearly touching the seam of his jeans, wedged in his butt crack. I can feel the heat emitting from his bulbous ass, warming my face.

With a powerful thrust backwards with his hips, Bud shoves my hands out of the way and once again smothers my face with his meaty ass-mounds. My head’s now trapped in between his titanic ass and the headrest of the couch. I’ve got no ways of escape.

“Oh yeah, the only thing cheaters win around here is a faceful of my ass gas” PPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRVVVVVVVMMMMMM

“You know what I like to say? Liar, liar I’m about to light your nose hairs on fire.” BBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLKKKKKKKKGGGGGGGG

“Oh, I feel a biggie coming. I bet your older brothers can’t rip ass like this.” FFFFFFFFFHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPP

“You really need to introduce me to your brothers so we can have a fart competition. I need to prove to you that I’m your one and only Fart King. And no one can hold a candle to me.” RRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMM-LLLLLLLLLKKKKKKKKK-OOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAA-RRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFF-DDDDDDDDDDTTTTTTTT

Bud launches numerous monstrous farts pointblank in my face. His repulsive intestinal gas has me dry-heaving once he gets off my face. 

Bud’s cackling villainously as he climbs off me and the couch. “Oh wait, I’m not finished bro. Here comes the runt of the litter.” Bud pushes his ass out and rips a quick little poot in my face.

Bud laughs as I groan from his newest butt burp. He takes a few steps forward and wafts his butt fumes towards my face.

“Fuck man, I think I’m going to be sick.” I bemoan.

“Hehe, just count yourself lucky that our friendship is just beginning. If we knew each other longer I would have done this to you bare-assed.” Bud laughs again as he sees me shudder.

I’m about to reply when we hear something strange going on downstairs. Since I entered the room, we could hear music playing downstairs, in the background, but it’s stopped. Then we here some guy shout ‘Fuck You!’ and Bud and I know that we need to head downstairs. 

I put on my button-up and Bud throws on a shirt and we race downstairs. We find a disheveled looking guy, who’s obviously drunk, standing in front of the front-door with a beer bottle in his hand. 

Everyone’s giving him a wide berth except for our wives who are standing together, in front of him. “You need to leave Shaun. You weren’t invited here. And we’ve let you go from the company.” Elyese orders.

“Fuck you” he slurrs/yells while pointing at Elyese, “And fuck this bitch for taking my job.” He finishes, pointing at my wife. 

As soon as he calls my wife that, I see red. I walk right up to him and punch him in the face, knocking him on his ass. I kneel over him, grab him by the shirt and rear my fist back to punch him again, but someone grabs my arm, stopping me. I look up and see it’s Bud.

He shakes his head and says quietly, so only I can hear, “No, if you get blood on our rug my wife will kill all three of us. We’ll take him out back and deal with him.” He says with a nasty little smirk. I give him a nod, really liking the sound of that idea.

Bud turns around to address Elyese. “Honey, we're going to take this guy outside and fix him up before sending him on his way. Enjoy the rest of your party.” Elyese looks suspicious but gives him a smile and thanks us both.

I grab one arm and Bud grabs the other and we drag him out the front door. We continue to drag him around the side of the house and into the backyard. Bud steers us to a secluded bench in the backyard, hidden within a ring of tall and thick bushes.

Bud roughly sits him on the bench making him grunt. He then looks at me and orders, “Stand behind the bench and hold him by the shoulders. Keep him still. I’ve got something for him far worse than just beating the shit out of him.” 

I’m pretty sure I know what Bud’s up to and I’m all for it. I stand behind this ‘Shaun’ guy and grab him by the shoulders. Bud walks in front of him and spins around, showing off his boulder-sized butt cheeks, accentuated by his jeans. 

“Wh-what’s going on?” Shaun drunkenly slurs.

Bud doesn’t answer, he just starts unbuttoning his jeans, and then he reaches back and pulls the back of them down, just beneath his ass. Bud’s blubbery mounds pour out the confines of his jeans and wobble menacingly within a foot of Shaun’s face.

“Hey, hey” Shaun cries and tries to stand up but I shove him back down. Bud starts to back up bringing his meaty posterior closer to Shaun’s face.

“You’re ass was fucking rude to my wife, so now my ass is going to show you the same kind of rudeness.”

Shaun brings up his hands to stop Bud’s ass from reaching his face but it doesn’t even slow Bud down. Shaun's fingers just sink into Bud’s doughy globes and the next thing he knows his face is buried in between Bud’s bubbly ass-slabs. 

I hear Shaun yelling but Bud’s ass fat is muffling his words. Bud snickers as he starts rocking his ass from left to right, swallowing Shaun’s face deeper into his seemingly, bottomless ass crack.

Bud looks back at me, over his shoulder, with a devilish grin. “Oh I feel his nose against my asshole Travis. My bare-assed butt bombs are far worse than just kicking his ass. Back in college, victims I farted on bare-assed, to this day, still complain that my ass fumes are baked into their pores.” 

Bud curls his hands into fists and grits out. “Why simply give him a broken lip that’ll heal in a week, when his face can reek of my ass for the rest of his life… GGH” BBBBBBBBOOOOO-LLLLLLPPPPP-MMMMMNNNNNN

“Oh yeah, open that mouth stink-bitch. Imma take a shit on that tongue you used to disrespect our wives… FGH” VVVVVVVVVGGGGGGGG-KKKKKKKKHHHHHH-PPPPPPPPPBBBBBBB

Bud looks back with a frown as Shaun tries to pull his face out of his ass. “Oh no you don’t! Travis shove him back in there. I ain’t finished melting off his face.”

“You got it Bud.” I grab the back of Shaun’s head and guide his face back into Bud’s ass crack. Bud’s globes are so big that only the back of his head and the back of my hand are still visible. Even the tips of my fingers are wedged in Bud’s bountiful, toxic trench.

Bud scrunches up his face and strains out, “Ngh… Here it comes. Oh and sorry Travis, your fingers are probably going to stink for a while after this… UGH”

BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFFMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB

I go slack-jawed as Bud rips a 5 minute long fart, point-blank in Shaun’s face. Bud’s ohing and ahing as the noxious vapors continuously flow from his asshole. I cringe as some of the stink seeps out and reaches my nose. It smells of digested meat, a musky gym locker-room, and sulfur.

Shaun stands no chance against this massive butt bomb. He passes out halfway through. That doesn’t deter Bud from continuing to rip this monster in Shaun’s face. 

Bud sighs in relief and wipes his forehead of sweat, but keeps Shaun’s face wedged deep in his big ass. 

“Hey Travis, can you call him an Uber while my butt keeps him entertained” Bud asks as he poots on his unconscious victim’s nose.

With Shaun unconscious, I take my hands off of him and order him an Uber. “It’ll be here in 10 minutes.” I inform Bud.

“Perfect, enough time for me to permanently ingrain my butt fumes into this stink-bitch’s face.” Bud says as he places his hands on his knees and starts swaying his titanic rump from side to side, taking Shaun’s trapped face along for a ride.

For the next 10 minutes Bud keeps ripping short, trumpeting farts in Shaun’s face. I lose count but it’s well over 100. I’m both impressed and frightened of Bud’s gassy nature.

When the Uber’s near, Bud picks up Shaun and slings him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. As we make our way around to the front, Bud makes sure to poot in his victim’s face with every step. He smirks back at me since he’s also crop-dusting me as well. 

Shaun’s waking up as soon as the Uber arrives. Bud quietly threatens him to never even think of coming near our wives or he’ll take a literal shit on his face. And with that he tosses him into the back seat and they’re off.

As we watch them pull off, Bud tosses and arm over my shoulders. I reciprocate, tossing my arm over his. I don’t know why, but me and Bud just click. I haven’t had a best friend in a while but I have no doubt in my mind that Bud’ll be mine very soon.

“Damn, Travis you're fun to hangout with and you’ve got my back. Plus you don’t run away from my Bud Bombs like those lightweight dudes in there.” He nods his head towards his house, where the party's still going on.

“I feel it in here man” He slaps his big hand over his heart, “We’re going to be best bros.”

I nod, “Hell yeah man I was just thinking the same thing.” I then smirk at him and shake my head, “But damn Bud, I can’t believe that huge, long-ass fart you ripped in that fucker’s face. It was epic!” I praise.

Bud shrugs, “It was alright, I’ve ripped bigger butt bombs. In fact I feel one of ‘em coming.” Bud gives me an ominous grin and I know that doesn’t bode well for me. “And it’s just for you bro” 

With that Bud swivels his hips and presses his ample, meaty rump against my hip.

FFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLVVVVVVVVVVVVVHHHHHHHHHHKKKKKKKKKKKKPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Bud rips a behemoth of a fart on me. I try to pull away but Bud tights his arm around my shoulder to keep me close and backs up to keep his ass pressed against me. I cringe and bear it as Bud vents nearly 10 minutes of his ass fumes on me.

By the end I’m coughing and my eyes are watering as Bud’s noxious butt vapors envelope us, surrounding us in a massive fart cloud. 

“Jeez Bud, that was awful.” I complain. Bud starts snickering, making me worried.

“Well bad news Travis. That was only the warm up. GGH… And here comes the guest of honor… NGH”

FFFFFFFFFFWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHPPPPPPPPPP-BBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLVVVVVVVVVVVTTTTTTTT-WWWWWWWWWWWPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFF

Cute boys with shitty diet the most nasty gassy condition who let it out on you because It's too comfortable to resist>>>>

When they're sitting on your face after a long day just resting and doing some other stuff to relax, just sitting with your nose against their shithole or even better, your tounge in it, and they start to casually talk about how dirty their hole must be and why and describe to you very precisely everything they ate during the day, how gassy it made them and how they were holding it all in the whole day cause It's so nasty and what exacly is happening in their tummy, while all you can do is lay there, listen and blush and try not to whimper or do other embarrassing stuff, knowing they're about to start letting it out in no time.. 😵‍💫😵‍💫

The moment you start getting turned on not by any concept or a fantsy but the sound of farts alone, you know you're screwed..

I had this fantasy for a while where two cute boys invite you to have a sleepover, you don't really know them that well but of course you agree. It starts off innocent and you don't realize what they're up to untill you're restrained to the bed, facing up. They pull a blanket over you and that's where their real sleepover starts. They both take off their pants, you feel their naked musky, sweaty butts pressing to your face as they begin to dutch-oven you. They're really chatty above the blanket, compliementing eachothers' farts, giggling and making out. They snack alot while watching movies and it just makes their farts so much worse, they either act like you're not there or tease you and play games, asking you if it smells nice or making you guess what they're eating at the moment based on their farts, saying that they'll let you go if you guess correctly (they won't).

By the time the night is over they managed to make some nice content with you as the main star and not to blackmail, but they'll see you next weekend, they have alot more stuff they wanna try on you~

Random ah post but my tummy is so upset today for some reason :< it makes all sorts of fart-like noises even when i'm not farting. I had some grilled cheese for breakfast and it just all went WILD, i haven't had such gas bombs in months. Also the chilli i had later sure didn't help lol now i have long, wet farts that smell deadly and are even painful to push out cause they're so strong >///< usually i'm not the one in that position but i just really need someone who'll rub my tummy and take them all in so i don't have to sniff those myself, i just wanna relax and not have to take care of it myself.

Hot Alpha Gas

Reposting Stories:

So even though the original blogs were deleted, the stories are still up via reblogs. I will repost them here so its easier to keep track of but Im glad that they werent completely taken downaybe silly but I love that I found a "community" who I can bond with over our love for all things nasty and stinky

Caught Behind the Bar

This is an old story I wrote inspired by a real conversation I overheard while standing at a bar. Two straight guys (I assume?) were talking about their friend's huge cock and how hung he was, and then the guy walked up to them and they said "speak of the Devil" and I was turned on beyond belief.

~3k words

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It was a chilly autumn night and I had just gotten out of work when my roommates texted me and asked me to pick up a pizza from the local bar and grill. That’s how this all started; a boring night in with me grabbing some pizza.

I walked into the place and it was packed. Saturday night and all. Full tables chatting over mozzarella sticks and BBQ wings. I went up the hostess to make my order for takeout. It’s just me and my two roommates Connor and Jesse, but they want two large pizzas. We’ll just be playing video games and having pizza and beer.

The hostess said, “if you want you can wait at the bar and we’ll bring the food out when it’s ready.”

I thanked her, sat, and ordered a beer. I didn’t mind sitting at bars alone like this. Sometimes I’d people-watch or try to make up backstories and conversations. But I was tired from work so I had my phone out and was playing a mindless game. Several minutes passed by, and I overheard something being said by a guy a few seats away from me,

“…it’s so big, it’s like he’s got a whole other person down there.”

I blinked, and smirked. I had no idea what he was talking about, but it sounded like innuendo.

But then he continued, “and he doesn’t shave so it’s like a full head of hair.” I glanced up at him, he was a cute guy, messy black hair, pretty thin, and talking to a guy who was bigger with a beer gut and sweats.

The chubby guy said “I don’t get the guys that don’t shave their pubes; girls like it smooth.”

His friend said, “Eh, I like feeling wild.”

My heart skipped a beat. These two guys were talking about their junks in the middle of a crowded bar! I felt my dick get hard at the thought of them naked. This was too crazy. I pulled out my phone to text Jesse the whole convo. He and I are gay and we like to text each other about the hot guys we see or hear in public.

As I did, I heard the thin guy say, “but yeah, I don’t know, Danny’s genes are great. He’s like a horse down there,”

This was crazy. They’re talking about how big their friend’s cock is. I quickly added that in the message to Jesse. My fingers were going so fast I made spelling errors.

Jesse replied: lol omgggg tell them you’ll suck them off

I smirked. Of course I wouldn’t. But I could dream.

“Well speak of the devil,” I heard the larger guy boom. I looked up and saw the hottest stud in the area. He had short brown hair, a strong jaw, the sleeves of his hoodie were halfway up his arms, and he had jeans that showed off his thighs. I thought I was going to drool from the thought of his huge cock in his pants, underneath that thick bush.

“What are you guys talking about?” He had a sexy voice too, fuck.

“You. Just jealous.” the thin friend smiled. But they changed the subject.

I texted that bit of the convo to Jesse too.

Jesse: holy shittt dude you gotta take a pic

That was another thing we did; take quick creep shots of the hot guys we saw, and go on about how much we’d want to be fucked by them and stuff. Maybe it wasn’t polite but hey I was a guy in my 20s at the time. Glancing over my shoulder, I made sure the hostess wasn’t looking toward me, and that no one was standing behind me. I brought my phone up and tried to make an inconspicuous angle to get them in the shot. I took a couple pics of Danny, who had taken off his hoodie. He had a tight grey shirt and big muscular arms. This guy def went to the gym a lot. And he didn’t shave his crotch, and he had a huge dick that his friends were jealous of. What a fucking alpha. I managed to take five quick pictures, and sent the best one to Jesse.

Jesse: wow if you don’t suck him off i will

Again, I smiled. I kept drinking my beer.

Several minutes later, I glanced up and noticed that Danny was staring at me. His friend, the bigger one who had his back to me, also turned around and gave me a quick look. I dropped my gaze to my phone. Why were they staring me down? I started to feel my stomach drop. Did they catch me taking pics? No, how could they know? Has to be something else, maybe they’re not even looking at me, I thought. My pizzas were ready so a guy from the kitchen brought them out to me. I thanked him, balanced them in my arm, and headed out the door.

The moon was bright in the alleyway. I was walking through there as a shortcut to get to the parking lot across the street where my car was. I was maybe halfway down the alley when I heard footsteps getting closer behind me. “Hey, fuckface.”

I jumped and nearly screamed from the surprise. I twisted around and saw him; Danny and his two friends. He looked angry. “Am I ugly or something?”

“H,huh?”

“You taking pics of me and my friends for some reason,” he went on, “so what is it, you think my face is funny?”

I was caught off guard. “No, that’s, no I wasn’t,”

The three of them got right up to me, Danny was staring down right into my eyes. I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to run, just throw the pizzas down and run like hell. But I felt frozen, their eyes locking me in place.

“I’ll give you three seconds to tell me what your deal is or your teeth get knocked out. One,”

“You’re really hot,” I gulped, “Your friend was talking about your huge cock and I thought it was hot and I wanted to show my gay friend a pic of you,”

It just spilled out of me. My face was burning red. This felt like karma coming back for me after all the creep pics I took. I don’t even know why I thought the truth was ok, because as I said it, I was worried that would make him even more mad. But instead, I saw him start to smile, and his buddies were laughing.

“Wait, you guys said that?”

“I did,” said the thin one, “I noticed after the gym yesterday.”

“Gee, Lou, what can I say,” he shrugged. Then he looked back at me, “Well why didn’t ya say so,” his breath reeked strongly of beer.

“I’m sorry though, I’ll delete them,” my voice was shaky. I just wanted to go home.

“Eh, sure but,” he looked at his friends with a smile, “following you out here cost us our seats. That bar is too packed for those to be open for long.” He slowly took the pizzas off my arm and handed them to the bigger friend, who set them neatly on the ground nearby. Danny’s large arm fell around my shoulder. I thought that he was def going to beat me to a pulp now, but I still felt so sick I couldn’t move.

He said, “I think you need to make it up to us, you know the stress of a stranger creeping on us, and taking three good old American boys away from our beer.”

“I’m sorry, I have money in my wallet,”

He laughed, “Oh no no no, your money’s no good here.” he rubbed my hair. “Tell you what’s gonna happen now; you’re gonna get on your knees, I’m gonna pull my pants down, and your gonna kiss my ass cheeks. Understand?”

No sound came out of my mouth. I was shocked at what he’d just said. But I felt myself nodding.

“Good. Hurry up now, I ain’t got all night.”

My knees went weak and I fell onto the ground. My whole body was trembling. Despite the fear from earlier, what this was turning into had made my dick shoot up rock hard. True to his word, Danny turned around, hands on either side of his waist, and sighed, I only got a glimpse of his jeans hugging his ass cheeks before he pulled them down and showed them to me bare. There was a light amount of light brown hair around the crack, the cheeks were smooth globes, really thick. I saw a freckle near the bottom of the right cheek.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” He said, “kiss my ass. Go on. Apologize.”

His friends were cackling. I leaned forward with my lips pursed, staring at his ass that only got bigger as I got closer. My lips met his warm skin, and I gave a big kiss on his left cheek.

“Uh, excuse me dude, but I think I said ‘cheeks’ plural.” I looked up and saw Danny wink to his friend whos laugh was bellowing in the alleyway.

“I’m sorry sir,” I stuttered, and quickly brought my face up to his right cheek to kiss it.

“Hah! Sir! Exactly,” he looked over his shoulder, “You’re not done down there. Keep going. Left, right, left, right,”

So I did. I kissed each cheek of his huge ass over and over. Being down there, I was hit by the smell. He hadn’t showered yet that day, and the musk that was being held up in his underwear was out. With each pass, I got another hint of his ass crack, his gooch, his ball sack. I saw the hair under his ass around his balls. And his friends were still laughing at me. My cock was rock hard and drooling in my pants.

“Doing a great job boy, keep it up.” I looked up and saw that he was giving the thumbs up and smiling at his friend, who was holding his phone. A bright light shone and I realized too late that they were taking pictures of us. This was humiliating. This was the karma I deserved.

“Wait I got an idea, uh, stop.” so I did. He whispered something to his friend Lou. Lou smiled an evil smile, and he took of his shoe to pull off his sock. I was so confused. He handed the sock to Danny, who then turned around, grabbed each massive cheek, and pulled them apart to show me his asshole. I stared into it; it was tiny and pink surrounded by a tuft of brown hair. I thought I was going to cum right there.

“What do you see in front of you?”

“Your asshole, sir,”

“Correct! You’re smarter than you look.” that got a couple laughs, “Ok so, part two of your punishment; I haven’t showered today, so this sock is going in your mouth and your nose is going right there in my asshole, and you’re going to breathe in my stink for the next couple minutes while I have a quick conference with my boys here. Got it?”

My heart was racing. “Yes sir.”

“Good.” without more instruction, he let go of one cheek to hand the sock to me. I bunched it up into a ball and shoved it into my mouth as he pulled his cheeks apart again. The taste of Lou’s sweat took over my tongue, and with no other way to breathe but my nose, I fell forward and plugged it into Danny’s asshole. He dropped his cheeks and they suctioned over my face, making it very hard to breathe, and what little I could breathe was pure ass fumes. The stink of a man’s shithole at the end of a long day.

Meanwhile, I noticed just over the cusp of his ass cheeks blocking my vision, he leaned forward to huddle with his friends and whisper more plans. My fingers were clenching and grabbing at my jeans, partly because of the horrible stink, but mostly because I’d wanted to touch myself so bad. I’d never done anything like this with another man before. I used to be too shy to mention any dom and sub stuff. But this man, he must have spotted me as a faggot a mile away, he was ready to humiliate me like this in front of his friends. I prayed for him to fart up my nose and laugh at me like the sick little pig I am.

Sadly, in those few minutes of breathing nothing but ass funk, he didn’t fart. When he was done talking to his friends, he peeled his cheeks off my face and told me to spit out the sock, so I did. The stink was still covering my face and I had a feeling I would cum if I even moved my legs.

“Ok so we don’t have that much time, so you only have two more things to do.” Danny said, “Lemme introduce you to my friends. This here is Lou. And this here we call Moose. They’re gonna drop their pants too and you’re gonna get some cardio in kissing all of our cheeks. Then when we’re tired of that, we’ll pull those cheeks apart and you’re going to kiss our assholes. Got it?”

“Yes sir.”

“Perfect. Let’s start.”

As he said, the two friends turned away from me and yanked their pants down. Lou’s ass on the left, Moose’s on the right, and Danny’s in the middle. I stared at the row of asses in front of me and went to work, crawling behind and planting kisses on each cheek down the line. I got to Moose’s giant cheeks and gave each one a peck before going backward. It was crazy. I shivered in the chilly air as my lips met Danny’s cheeks again, and my knees hurt scrambling to kiss Lou’s ass.

“Like a typewriter,” Danny laughed, and made a loud “Ding!” noise when I got to the front of the row again. The others laughed, staring at me. I saw Moose whip out his phone to take a picture. When I kissed their cheeks again going back down to his end, his hands reached back grabbing his large hairy cheeks and spread them,

PRRRRPRRPRPP

They all howled in laughter as I had to move into the fart cloud to kiss his ass. The stink was gross, even outside it stayed put.

After a few more minutes, Danny said, “Alright boys, spread em” and all together they yanked their cheeks apart, flashing me their assholes, “Kiss each brown star, and take your time; this is a great opportunity that you should savor.”

At Lou’s ass, I trembled and leaned in to kiss his pink hole. Obeying Danny’s command, I stayed there for a few moments, pushing my lips up against it, before pulling back and crawling to him. He eagerly kept his cheeks apart for me, and again I pressed my lips hard against him, trying to push into his hole. I could smell his musk on my lips as I left. When I got to Moose, I was about to close my eyes,

PPTPTTTT

Another chuckle. “Hold on, hold on,”

PRTRPTRPTRPTR

They kept laughing evilly, and he said, “Alright I’m out of farts now, dig in.” I leaned into his musky hairy trench, fighting against the stink of his nasty farts, and gave his asshole a deep kiss.

“How do you feel, fag?” Danny asked.

I could smell all of their assholes on my lips, and I shivered, “dirty,”

“Good. Are you dirty enough to suck me off in this alleyway?” My heart stopped. He pulled his cock out from the waistband of his boxers, a heavy and thick looking beast under his black bush, and he said “make all your dreams come true?”

“Yes sir,”

He guided me behind a dumpster. Lou and Moose kept look out while I stayed on my knees and slowly took Danny into my mouth. I gagged before he was even halfway in, flaccid. I had to back up and focus on his head for a bit to get him hard. He was already excited from humiliating me earlier and feeling me against his asshole. I licked around his cock head and it got harder, and larger.

“Can you even take it?”

“I don’t know,”

“First time for everything.”

I went down and pushed against my gag reflex to swallow him. It was hard, and it was painful at first, but I made myself breathe and took the whole thing into my throat. I gagged and drooled on his cock, up and down, making him moan and laugh, until his moaning got louder. I felt his fingers dig into my hair, forcing me down. I started choking on the thick spurt of cum that shot into my throat, more and more. I felt sick from gagging, but my throat muscles tightened around him too much and it was like I was milking the cum out of him, so he wouldn’t let me up. After his dick started to shrink back to normal, I got back to regular breathing and sucked on it to keep it warm, tasting the last but of cum that dribbled out.

“You did a great job fag.” he pet my head like a dog. He pulled out of my mouth. I coughed and gasped, leaning against the building.

“Your pizza is over there,” Moose told me. It was so bizarre, they were acting like they didn’t just bully me into kissing their asses and then deep throat their friend behind a fucking dumpster. Were these guys crazy? Or just used to this? Did they do this kind of stuff often?

And Danny said, “If you ever want to blow me or my friends, here’s my number.” and gave me some scratch paper.

I blinked, “Thanks.”

They never asked my name, didn’t even look back, as the three of them got back to talking about the next football game or something, as if none of this ever happened. I trembled in the dark. Jesse would never believe me…

Gassy fat man. sitting on floor? ass perked pre shit farts...top tier.