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your friend texts you this pic and says âguess who lost the superbowl? thats right loser, get down here and pucker up. I ate three plates of nachos and the guys canât wait to hear you gag on my fartsâ
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your friend texts you this pic and says âguess who lost the superbowl? thats right loser, get down here and pucker up. I ate three plates of nachos and the guys canât wait to hear you gag on my fartsâ
I am a faggot. Saying that feels so good.
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I will do anything for a master
Smell of experimentation
One of the few good things to come out of this quarantine is my boyfriend Colton and I becoming more adventurous in the bedroom. Since weâre stuck at home weâve been trying out various kinks that have interested us, well mostly me. Over the past week weâve tried all the kinks Iâve brought up while Colton hasnât suggested any. I bring this up as weâre lying in bed.
Iâm resting next to Colton with my head pillowed on his muscular chest. Another good thing to come out of this quarantine is Coltonâs choice of clothing. These days, heâs only wearing a tight pair of boxer-briefs that show off his ripped body and highlighting his big ass. I swear, from behind, it looks like he has two pumpkins stuffed down his briefs.
âHey Coltâ I say getting him to open one eye and look down at me. âAll this week weâve been trying out all the stuff that Iâve suggested but youâve been pretty quiet. Come on babe spill; tell me what youâd like to try.â
Colton immediately starts to look nervous, revealing to me that he does have a secret kink. I place a hand on his chest as I try to comfort it out of him. âCome on Colt just tell me and we can give it a try. Worst case scenario: neither of us likes it. Besides it canât be worse than that daddy kink failure we experienced last night.â I say making Colton smile.
Colton bites his bottom lip before talking. âThereâs something Iâd like to try but weâll have to do it tomorrow. Itâll take uhâ all morning.â He says hesitantly.
âReally?â I ask with a furrowed brow.
Colton nods, âYeah itâll mostly be foreplay.â
âOkay but what type of foreplay are we talking here? You still havenât told me what youâre intoâ I ask trying to wrap my head around this.
âInstead of telling you how about you experience it tomorrow, and once weâre done weâll see if you enjoyed it or not.â
His vagueness raises a couple of red flags for me. Before I can voice my concerns Colton presses a finger to my lips, stopping me.
âPlease Ken, no more questions. Just keep an open mind tomorrow.â Colton pleads. I sigh but nod my head in agreement. With that I rest my head back on his chest and we get some sleep. My last thoughts are on whatâs in store for me tomorrow.
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Iâm awoken by a large eruption going off in my face. My eyes shoot open and Iâm met with a wall of grey. I start to process that Iâm on my back, in bed alone, but whereâs Colton? My train of thought is immediately ended as the rancid stench of rotten eggs and onions invades my nose, making me gag.
âOH WHAT IS THAT SME-â My exclamation is abruptly drowned out byâŠ
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A second mysterious eruption goes off in my face and nearly has my ears ringing. Another wave of foul odor washes over my face making my eyes water. I turn my head trying to escape the smell and I notice a foot planted next to my shoulder. My eyes widen as I register that Coltonâs standing on the bed and squatting over my face. I look up again and work out that the wall of grey over my face is Coltonâs bubbly ass constricted in a tight pair of grey briefs.
âWhat the hell Colton?â I gasp
Coltonâs big, meaty globes hovering a foot over my face start to wobble from his chuckling. âHa-ha morning Ken thought Iâd play the role of your alarm clock today. Speaking of which, this should get you up and at âemâ
With that Colton lets his massive bubble butt fall onto my face, smothering me. I feel Coltonâs plump ass cheeks spread over my face and mold around my features. His ass crack is right on my nose and all I can breathe in is his stale farts trapped in his briefs. I then hear Colton grunting over me.
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Colton unleashes a 20 second, behemoth of a fart, pointblank in my face. The stench of rotten meat and eggs floods up my nose and into my open mouth. Colton sighs in relief as he starts to grind his meaty ass on my face, working his butt stink into my pores. Iâm a dry-heaving mess once Colton gets off of my face. Through watery eyes I see Colton standing next to the bed and looking down at me with a crooked grin.
Colton gives my stomach a few gentle slaps before saying, âIâm sure my farts are scrumptious but Iâm going to the kitchen to make us a real breakfast. Should be ready in a fewâ and with that, Colton is making his way out of the bedroom. It takes me a few minutes to get my bearings and when I do I head to the bathroom to brush my teeth.
I want to believe that all of Coltonâs farting was a dream but the smell of his gas still lingers in my nostrils. Colton and I have been together for over three years and heâs never farted like this. Now that I think about it Colton has never farted around me. Is this what heâs into?
As I finish brushing my teeth Colton comes in and walks up behind me.
âBabe breakfast is ready and Iâve been waiting for you for a while now. So Iâm hoping this will get your lazybones in gear.â
Colton turns around and quickly backs his big ass into me, pressing it against my lower back, and trapping me in between the bathroom sink and himself. Before I can do anythingâŠ
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Colton rips a 6 second rumbling fart on my lower back. âColtonâ I cry out in shock.
Colton holds up a finger, âHold on a sec Ken, I got one more ready for you⊠HGHâ
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Colton rips another rumbling fart on me that lasts for five seconds. I feel his warm butt fumes escaping his ass and heating up my lower back. Coltonâs eggy butt stench quickly permeates around the room, making itself known, and it has me coughing. Colton sighs in relief as he rubs his huge ass against my lower back for a few seconds. Once Coltonâs done he removes his ass from me and I turn around to face him.
Colton chuckles as he makes his way towards the door. When he reaches the door he glances back at me.
âCome on babe lets go have breakfast, unless you wanna be butt bombed by this big fella again.â Colton says with a lopsided grin as he gives his big butt a smack, making his plump cheeks wobble.
I feel myself blushing before I shake my head, making Colton chuckle again. I follow Colton feeling utterly confused. Before I went to sleep last night I had a boyfriend whoâs never even farted in front of me, but now I have one that canât go 10 minutes without farting on me. Â
Coltonâs farting is pushed to the back of my mind as I follow him down the hall towards the kitchen. All my focus is on Coltonâs bubbly ass as he walks in front of me. With each of his steps his plump ass cheeks jiggle so perfectly in the confines of his small grey briefs. Iâm so enraptured by the sight that I fail to realize that Colton has stopped until I bump into him.
Colton looks back at me, over his shoulder with a mock frown. âWell that was rudeâ that lopsided grin pops back on his face âAnd so is thisâ Colton leans forward jutting his ass out and pressing it against my lower abdomen.
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Colton rips a 4 second, bubbly fart on me. The stench of rancid meat and butt sweat quickly flows upward and into my nose making me groan.
âUgh Colton what did you eat?â
Colton grabs me by the waist, pulling me in, keeping me trapped against him with his ass pressed against my lower abdomen.
âHa-ha nothing but the usual, my daily morning protein shake. But now Iâm letting it out and onto you. Just goes to show you how much I love you babe⊠NGGHâ
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Colton blasts me with a 6 second butt bomb. I pull the collar of my shirt over my nose but that does nothing to protect me from the smell. Colton starts to rub his ass against me, making his ass fumes seep through my shirt and reach my nose. My eyes are stinging as Colton releases me and we continue on our way to the kitchen. Just before we enter the kitchen Colton has one last surprise for me.
Without pausing our slowing downâŠ
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Colton drops a wet-sounding butt bomb right in the entrance of the kitchen. I cringe knowing I have to make my way through his noxious fart cloud. I try to steel myself as I make my way through his lingering butt bomb but the stench of rotten eggs and garlic is almost unbearable. Iâm crying and gagging as I fully enter the kitchen.
I take big huffs of nearly fresh air as I take a seat at the kitchen table. Colton makes his way to the kitchen counter and heads towards me with two bowls of cereal.
Coltonâs choice of food perplexes me and it most show on my face because Colton asks, âWhatâ
I shrug, âItâs just well yesterday I made us eggs, bacon, and hash browns and all you whipped up is two bowls of cereal. With what you said in the bathroom earlier I was expecting something more grandiose.â I say unable to hide the slight disdain in my voice. Colton frowns at this and I start to feel nervous.
Colton places one of the bowls of cereal in the empty spot of the table, meant for him. Colton then spins around and makes sure I get a good look at what heâs about to do.
Colton lowers the second bowl of cereal to just under his ass. Coltonâs huge, bubbly cheeks stretch out so far that they easily cast a shadow over the bowl of cereal. Colton lifts his right leg slightly and grunts.
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Colton rips a 5 second growly fart on top of the cereal, saturating it with his eggy butt stench. I look on in disgust as he defiles the bowl of cereal.
âAh, ha-ha, if you say I make shitty food then Iâm more than happy to oblige Ken⊠HHGHâ Colton says before he starts grunting.
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Colton drops a 4 second, duck-sounding fart onto the cereal, further contaminating it with his ass gas. A whiff of the butt bombed cereal reaches my nose and has me gagging. Colton sighs in relief before promptly placing the bowl of cereal in front of me.
âBon appĂ©tit Kenâ Colton says with a smirk.
I look down in horror at Coltonâs noxious excuse for a breakfast. âIâm not eating thisâ I tell Colton with a glare.
âOh yes you areâ Colton says while still sporting a shit-eating smirk.
I scoff as I stand up and make my way towards the refrigerator. After searching for a bit I smile in triumph as I pull out a plate of leftovers from yesterdayâs breakfast. As soon as I shut the refrigerator door, Colton snatches the plate out of my hand.
Colton stands in front of me with a wicked grin as he brings the plate behind his back and right in front of his ass. Colton scrunches up his face and all I can get out is âDonâtâ beforeâŠ
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Colton coats my plate of food with a 7 second, wet-sounding fart. Colton sighs in relief and hands the plate back to me with a satisfied expression.
âAh sorry Ken but whatever you choose to eat for breakfast will be flavored with my fartsâ
My mouth curls in disgust at the plate placed in my hand. The eggy repulsive smell emanating from my food completely kills my appetite. Without a second thought I drop the plate into the garbage bin next to the refrigerator.
Before I can do anything else, Coltonâs moving me out of the way and opening the refrigerator door. He then turns around and sticks his ass into the refrigerator.
âAlright babe, time to make a decision. Either you can eat the breakfast I made for you that I seasoned with my buttâs love, or I nuke the fridge and have all of our food tasting like my ass musk for the rest of the month. Iâm warning you Ken these bad boys have some lasting power.â Colton says with a devilish grin.
âY-Youâre bluffingâ I accuse him, not sounding too sure.
Colton simultaneously lifts an eyebrow and his right leg, and then starts to grunt.
âALRIGHT-ALRIGHT Iâll eat the cerealâ I concede making that shit-eating grin pop back on his face.
I feel like Iâm on death row as I retake my seat at the table with Coltonâs putrid cereal in front of me. Before I can reach for my spoon, Colton picks up the bowl and holds it in front of his ass.
âSorry babe I think this has gone a little stale let me freshen it up for you⊠HHGGGâ
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Colton rips another fart on my supposed breakfast and sits it back in front of me looking accomplished. âEat up Kenâ Colton says sounding chipper.
âThanksâ I mutter sarcastically.
Colton frowns down at me. Not saying a word, Colton simply turns around and my eyes widen. Iâm face to face with Coltonâs huge, bulbous globes. This close it looks like his grey briefs are painted on.
Colton suddenly grabs me by the back of the head and shoves my face into his plump ass. Coltonâs bubbly ass cheeks envelope my face easily muffling my yelp.
âYou wanna be rude then letâs get rude⊠Ngghâ Colton says with a straining voice before lighting my face up with farts.
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Colton rips a series of monstrous farts, back to back, pointblank in my face. The stench of rotten eggs and spoiled milk devastates my sense of smell and has me coughing.
Colton pulls my head from his ass and says, âAh now letâs try that âthanksâ again but this time hold the sarcasmâ Iâm too busy coughing to respond but Colton still takes that as an answer, âOh so you want to give me the silent treatment. Well then back in you goâ Colton once again shoves my face into his fat bubbly globes. My coughing is quickly muffled.
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Colton shows no mercy as he unleashes another barrage of farts right in my face. With me coughing I unfortunately had my mouth open so most of his butt bombs were launched down my gullet. I can now taste and smell his noxious butt fumes.
Colton pulls my head away from his ass again, âHave anything to say Ken? My buttâs waitingâ
âThanksâ I say weakly as I try to regain my breath. This doesnât appease Colton.
âTch, what the hell was that? You might want to speak a little louder next time. Here let my butt give you a few pointersâ And with that Colton buries my face back into his thick bulbous ass.
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âTHANK YOU! THANK YOU COLTON! Fuck just stopâ I cry as soon as Colton ends his newest bombardment of farts, and releases my face.
Colton, the asshole, snickers as he takes his seat next to me. Iâm so busy trying to catch my breath and stopping myself from throwing up on Coltonâs lingering fart cloud that I nearly forget about the poisoned cereal. Colton kindly reminds me.
âDonât forget about your breakfast babe. You donât want me to butt bomb all the food in the fridge do you?â Colton winks and I roll my eyes (without him seeing it).
I bite the bullet and I take the first spoonful of Coltonâs fetid cereal. The noxious smell and taste work in tandem making it nearly impossible to swallow. After a few attempts I finally swallow it down.
Colton pats me on the back. âGood work babe but youâve got to finish the rest or Iâm going to nuke the fridgeâ Colton says and gives me a peck on the cheek.
I morbidly look down at the cereal but I get to work. It takes me 15 minutes but I finally finish Coltonâs fart infused cereal.
When Iâm done Colton looks kind of bummed. âDamn I didnât expect you to finish that. I was looking forward to watching you eat food Iâve farted on for the rest of the month.â I shake my head wondering where this Colton has been hiding all this time.
I push the empty bowl away from me as I stand up. âYou take care of the dishes; Iâm going to watch some TV in the living room. I need to cope after enduring⊠whatever that all was.â I tell Colton as I head out of the kitchen.
âHey wait Ken you forgot something.â Colton says just before I leave the room. I turn around and see Colton jogging up to me. When he reaches me he swivels his hips and presses his big ass against my side. He closes one eye and grunts.
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Colton rips a 4 second trumpeting fart on me. He sighs in relief as he rubs his ass against me, grinding the butt stink in. I groan as a whiff of the eggy stench makes it to my nose.
âAh something to remember me by babe ha-haâ Colton snickers as he makes his way to the sink.
I shake my head in disbelief before continuing on to the living room. I never expected Colton to be into something like this. I suddenly come to a stop as I realize something shocking. Iâm sporting a half-chub. Am I into this?
As I think on all Iâve went through this morning Iâm sure that Iâm not into Coltonâs farts alone. The smell of them is almost too much. But I do find how he uses them on me pretty hot. And all this morning heâs been rocking this hot-as-hell dominant jerk persona. All this together has been a real turn on for me. I guess I am into this in a way.
5 minutes later Iâm looking for something to watch on Netflix when Colton joins me in the living room. Colton walks up to me as Iâm sitting on the couch with the remote aimed at the TV, surfing through the action section.
âGive me the remote I want to finish that movie we were watching last night.â Colton demands but I shake my head. Colton loves his scary movies and I refuse to watch a second more of that gore-fest he was watching last night. âNopeâ I say obnoxiously popping the p, âYesterday you got to choose the movie now itâs my turn.â
âJeez I thought you wouldâve learned by now. Remember you brought this on yourself.â Colton says sounding annoyed.
Colton suddenly grabs the wrist of my arm holding the remote. He tosses a leg over my arm and pulls hard. I slide forward until Iâm sitting on the edge of the couch and my face slams into Coltonâs big pillowy ass. Colton keeps a strong hold on my arm, keeping my face pressed against his ass.
Colton punctuates each of his words with a fart
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Once I let go of the remote Colton releases my wrist and I free my face from his ass. I fall back onto the couch dry heaving. Â
Through teary eyes, I see a look of accomplishment on Coltonâs face as he takes a seat next to me with the remote. As he pulls up the horror movie we were watching last night, he wraps an arm around my shoulders and tugs me in next to him.
I have zero interest in focusing on this horror flick so I decide to address the elephant in the room. âSo youâre into this, eproctophilia?â Colton looks at me out the corner of his eye, âI looked it up on my phone while you were in the kitchenâ I explain.
Colton simply pulls me in closer as he lifts his leg, and presses his ass against my thigh⊠ppffffttt. âAh, Yepâ Colton casually states but he isnât done with me yet.
âAh nothing turns me on more than farting on peopleâ fffhhhppp, âI learned that in high schoolâ pprrrrbbb, âJocks, nerds, punks, teachersâ rrrwwwfff, âNo one was safe from my fartsâ fffhhhrrr, âAll through high school and college I was labeled a bully and I loved itâ bbbvvvvppp, âNothing gets me harder than making people suffer with my butt fumesâ rrrrmmmbbbb, âWatching people cry and choke on farts that my body produces makes me feel like a fucking Alpha Godâ ppppfffffrrrrr, â And now after three years, youâre one of the many victims of my fartsâ ffffvvvvvrrrrr, âYour nose is one of the hundreds of casualties of my buttâs wraithâ rrrrhhhhttttt, âSo enjoy that thought as you have so more of this babe⊠NGHHâ
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Colton finishes his gassy assault on my leg with a 15 second beastly fart the rumbles through my whole body. My eyes are leaking like faucets because the living room is flooded with Coltonâs butt stink. Colton sighs as he removes his ass from my thigh.
When I look at Colton, his trademark smirk is gone and he looks sullen. He surprises me as he takes my hands into his. âKen babe, I know all this was gross and weird but do you think we can do this a few times a year; maybe for like Christmas and my birthday. This is something Iâm really into and want to keep doing.â Colton asks imploringly.
I take Coltonâs hand and place it on my crotch so he can feel how hard I am. âI donât think a few times a year will be enough for me Colt. I love you but I also like that farting bully alter ego you had going on. I wouldnât mind him coming out to play more often.â And just like that Coltonâs lopsided smirk is back.
âYou better be careful of what youâre asking for babe. You see Iâm a very gassy guy so you might be getting daily visits from him.â
I shrug. âWeâre in quarantine. I wouldnât mind getting to know him a little better while weâre stuck here.â I say making Colton laugh.
Suddenly Colton tackles me and I find myself on my back, laid out on the couch, with Colton straddling my stomach. Coltonâs gazing down at me with a mischievous grin.
âBabe I know you donât like scary movies but I think youâll like the series Iâm about to introduce to you. I⊠produced them all myself.â
With that Colton spins around and now heâs straddling my stomach with his huge ass pointed towards my face. Colton then starts to shuffle backwards bringing his bulbous ass closer to my face. I watch as his juicy ass cheeks wobble with his every movement. He comes to a stop when his butt is hovering over my neck. Colton reaches back and slowly peels his grey briefs down his gargantuan ass. My mouth goes dry as Coltonâs bubbly globes pour out of the confines of his grey briefs and jiggle out in the open air.
Colton looks down at my face, over his shoulder, with the same mischievous grin. âAlright Ken I hope youâre ready for a little marathon babeâ
Colton reaches back with both hands spreading his plump meaty globes, and giving me a peek at his winking hole surrounded by a patch of black hair. Colton falls backward, submerging my face in between his titanic ass cheeks. His fat globes easily pool over the sides of my face, making contact with the couch, completely extinguishing my headâs contact with the outside world. Coltonâs voluptuous ass has become my entire universe. Colton begins swiveling his ass over my face, trying to work me in deeper, which seems impossible. Colton only stops when he feels my nose pressing against his winking asshole.
I hear Coltonâs voice coming from above me. âOkay Ken the first picture Iâm dropping on you is called âColtonâs Canonâ. Enjoyâ
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âAh now the sequel is called âRevenge of Coltonâs Canonâ. Brace yourself babe this is a real doozy.â
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âAh and here comes the last of the first trilogy and it contains a major plot twist. Itâs called âGroom of Coltonâs Canonââ Colton slides his ass down and now my lips are pressed against his ass lips. âUGGH⊠Now pucker up Ken; here comes your big debut⊠NNGHHâ
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Remember boy: you lost the bet, so youâre the one who gets a face full of socked feet right now. Donât look to me for mercy: this is of your own doing.
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Your body is stunned⊠Even if youâd have the possibilty you are unable to move⊠Your face is burried in my ass, and now youâre inhaling my smell. My strong, man smell⊠So much powerful than you are⊠So intense⊠It starts to overpower you⊠Like a fog, it will sit on your brain, and prevent it to work properly⊠It will be open for suggestions from me⊠And this fog will create addiction⊠You will live for this smell, you need this fog on your brain.
You walked up the steps of your building, fully prepared to get this miserable day over with. The A/C at your office was out all day, and you had basically been made to sit in a pool of your own sweat all day. Even your tight laced boss didn't mind you taking your suit jacket off, but was quick to correct you when you loosened your tie, and your top 3 buttons. You sighed as you finally reached your floor. Having worked up an even greater sweat on your way up.
As desperate as you are to get in the shower and then your bed, you know you won't be able to. Your roommate has undoubtedly left the apartment an absolute disaster. Upon opening the door you can see you were right.
The kitchen sink is full of dishes, his sweaty gym clothes are all over the living room, and the place reeks of testosterone and musk. An almost everyday occurence. You sigh and get to work.
As insufferable as all this is, you don't dare challenge your roommate. Not after what happened the first, and if you can help it, last time.
It was months ago, but you still remember the moment vividly. You complained to the tall, dark haired alpha about how messy he was, and that the apartment always stunk like him. His solution to the problem was to "get you used to it." In this case, that meant him shoving his damp gym socks in your mouth, and tying his even sweatier, ranker jockstrap to your face. After which, he pushed you down and sat his muscular ass on your back while he wedgied your undies so far up your crack that you could almost taste them over the sweaty socks in your mouth. He spanked you ass for a good 30 mins, never letting go of your taut undies and and making sure they were slicing your crack and crushing you balls. Once your ass had turned cherry red, your sadistic roommate stretched your undies up until they hooked onto your chin, leaving you like that as he went back to his room.
Everyday since has been some small torment so that you "remember who runs shit." You've lost count of the number of times he's used your face as a foot rest after the gym, and the number of times you've been swirlied, and subsequently left to "air dry" by the back or front of your undies on the nearest door hook. You can't, however, forget the number of times he's shoved his sweaty socks and jockstrap in your mouth, or the number of times he's shoved your own sweat soaked underwear in your maw after a particularly vicious wedgie session.
You recall how just today before work you were woken up 3 hours early by your roommate ripping the covers off of you and shoving your face into his pit, ripe with early morning sweat. The smell was powerful and made you lightheaded, and the smell coming from his sweaty ass, sack, and feet were no better from what you could tell once you'd finally been let go.
Snapping back to the present you sighed as you got to work on the dishes. The water running and the smell of soap cancelled out the soft steps of your roommate sneaking up behind you, rank jockstrap in one hand, and the other aimed at your sweaty underwear, primed to pull.
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I knooooow it's been a good while , but please enjoy this wedgie story I cooked upđ
Check out the fantasy one of my faggots wrote đ
The rain and wind was intense and the lights went out around midnight last night, and your alarm to get up never went off this morning either. You were so pissed as you called work and let them know you weren't coming in til the electric company guy came to fix several downed wires in the neighborhood that prevented you and others from even leaving your homes.
Around 10 am you heard the truck pull up near your place, and without thinking, you went to the bay window in just your jockstrap to see what was happening. Usually you don't even wear that but you were home, alone and feeling horny so the ripe jock just felt right. Staring back at you from the street was this muscled God of a man, clad in safety gear but obviously with guns and muscle that was highly dangerous. He saw you in your jock and smiled as the bulge in your pouch extended obscenely. You were embarrassed but not...... After all you had honed yourself a hot body of your own in the gym. But soon he was out of sight, working on a house two doors down where one of the wires was dangling.
90 minutes later the electricity went back on, your lights shining and fridge humming contently. Soon after, there was a knock at the door. Still in your jock and nothing else, you saw through the window that it was the repairman, dripping in sweat now from his labor, his clothed painted on his body accenting every bulge and curve. Your mind said grab some shorts but your cock said fuck that and persuaded you to open the door.
"Good afternoon Sir, I was just checking to make sure that everything was back on and running smoothly." As he said the words, a shot of precum left your cock head and formed a pearl on your ripe jock pouch. He noticed as he went on.....
"If you like Sir, I'm done with the major repair but I'd like to make sure your breakers and all are ok before leaving the area. May I come in to check you out, I mean check things out? â
You invited him in and you clicked the lock shut on the door and turned to see this hunk had already gotten that skintight shirt and safety gear peeled off. Your eyes instantly gazed from crotch to chest to face, where you were met by an electric smile that alone lit the room.
"Well Sir, I can tell the juice is back on and everything seems to be ok, but I wanted to know if you might help with some more juice that I think needs attention.... The stuff in my balls that's been churning since I saw you in that jock this morning. Now I can smell how ripe it is and my juice is all but boiling over....would you mind leaning me a hand to help? "
Over the next two hours you lent him a hand, a mouth and a tight jockstrap framed hole that got two jolts of juice from his equipment, and another that had been consumed by your mouth. As he tugged on his skintight pants, he made conversation like this was a perfectly natural thing on a typical work day.
"I never caught your name but from this work order I see you're Steve Jennings. I'm Jake Albright. I'm glad I could be serviced, I mean be of service to you today. Before I leave, is there anything else I can do for you. After all, our company strives for the best customer relations anywhere. "
"Yes, Jake, in case the lights go out again, would you leave me your number to call? I'd be very appreciative."
"Well Sir I wouldn't be the one to call if there's a power outage....." You stopped him right there and just told him outright, "I didn't mean a power outage Jake, I meant when I turn my bedroom lights off I wanted to know if you'd be there in bed with me....."
Staying Home
Trent looked back at you annoyed. Youâve been complaining to him about his stench for the past four days. He hadnât showered in nearly two weeks, and what made it worse was the fact that Trent worked out everyday, and he always built up a sweat. He didnât even change his underwear. You loved his musk, but it was getting to be too much. You couldnât even cuddle with him without gagging at the aroma his body had produced. Heâd invite you to bed with him, and as he raised his arms to wrap around you the entire room would fill with his sweaty musk.
You had just gone on another tangent about hygiene, and how he needed to shower, but he just looked back at you with angry eyes. That slowly melted into a smug cockiness.
âOh you think I smell bad babe?â He asked sarcastically. Slowly balling up his fist and walking towards you.
âYeah. I canât even handle it and thatâs saying a lot,â you replied getting annoyed as well.
âThat is saying a lot seeming as your the one who loves me, and my scent.â Trent stood over you, as you just layed on the bed. You could smell his dick already.
âYour scent is sexy. Donât get me wrong, but this is borderline toxic.â
âAh I see,â he said finally. Just before grabbing your head, and roughly shoving it into his balls.
âBabe what the fu-mmmmpph,â you tried to retaliate, but couldnât due to his semi flaccid bulge rubbing against your mouth.
âAhhh,â he moaned. Swinging his leg over you and straddling your face. He began to rub your face in his taint. Soaking your face in a painful, yet exhilarating musk that was so strong.
âOh, if you wanna love me. You gotta love the stink,â he moaned, as he rubbed your face more furiously in his taint. The tangy and sweaty scent of his balls and taint were all you could experience. They completely overpowered your senses. The smell made you feel lightheaded like you were sniffing chemicals, but your dick was having a hay day.
The smell slowly got shittier, as he pushed his ass on your face. At this point he stood over you again. You layed in between his legs staring up at him. He had an obvious bulge, and it blocked your vision of his eyes. You whimpered and that caused a laugh to erupt from him.
âOh your fucked man.â He turned around, and started lowering his ass towards your face. As he squatted. You could see a brown spot around where his hole was. You went to scream, but it was too late. His ass finished itâs descent on your face. This made you regret the decision to open your mouth, because all you could taste was sweat and shit. You began to scream, but his fat, thick, glorious ass muffled the screams. Next you tried slapping his thighs, but he retaliated, by grabbing your arms, and using them to pull you deeper in his ass. There was no winning for you. You had to except it. And just when you thought it couldnât get worse,
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âOhh yeah,â he chuckled. âHowâd that taste. Câmon bitch inhale my gas.â The 7 second blast tasted toxic. It made the shitty smell of his underwear shittier. You could feel it in your mouth, but you didnât want to swallow it. Itâs scent was so strong it almost felt like it was burning your taste buds. Trent began to rub his ass into your face. Truly saturating your face in his ass. He then stood up again. You tried to get out of the bed, but his disgusting feet. Kept you trapped underneath him. You began to plead, but he just ignored you. Trent was busy taking off his briefs. He made sure he did it slowly. Making a show out of it. He pushed them down to his ankles, so they were resting on your chest, and then he sat down again. You werenât sure if he did it on purpose, but your nose went perfectly in his hole. The grime from the deep caverns of his ass covered your face. All you could feel was the sweat and funk that covered his ass.You felt him shift as he got the underwear off his feet. Thus just causing more ass gunk to cover your face. He sat up again, on his knees. Keeping his ass close to your face. You could feel itâs warmth radiating towards you.
âOpen your mouth,â he said
âNo,â you replied zealously.
âListen, if you donât open your mouth. I wonât shower âtil I leave the apartment, and this can become a daily thing.â The thought terrified you, but you just replied.
âIâll take my chances.â
âFine weâll do it the hard way,â he said before lowering his ass on your face again. Lining his hole up with your nose once more.
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He let out a 12 second fart that sputtered against your face. It was so rancid. Your eyes began tearing up. After a couple of seconds of trapping it between his ass and your face. Trent sat up again. You began to gasp for air, and thatâs when he struck. He stuffed his briefs in your mouth. They were moist, and felt warm. The tasted of must and sweat. But you couldnât spit them out, because as soon as he shoved them in your mouth he sat back down. You tried to push them out of your mouth, but the more you tried. The more flavors were released. You could taste the sweet taste of cum, as well as the crust of where it had resided in his underwear. Not to mention the skid mark that lined his crack.
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As you were distracted by the truly horrid taste of his briefs. Trent released a fart that caught you by surprise. The 8 second fart was warm and putrid. Smelling distinctly shittier than any of his other farts. Itâs release caused you to cough into his ass. Which was very difficult due to the briefs that filled your mouth.
âYeahh,â he moaned. As he rubbed your face up and down his crack.
You could feel all his sweat collect on your face. After he rubbed your face. He stood up and let out a satisfying moan as your face fell out of his ass. He then looked down at your face.
âOh. You need to take a shower babe.â
Goddamn Burritos
You live in a world where human height variation is much more drastic than here on Earth. Youâre an average sized man standing at 5â11. And you were open to dating men of any size. This openness led you to Julius. He is 12â8 and ripped. This man is built like a tank. Thick legs that could strangle you, and an ass so voluptuous you can use it as an umbrella. You two have been dating for just over a year, and you know every crevice of his gargantuan body like the back of your hand. Sexually speaking, you two are like firecrackers. Exploding once you get in the sheets together. He knows about your fart fetish, and he makes you regret ever telling him about it. He farts on you almost any chance he gets, and it doesnât help that heâs always gassy. To maintain a body like his. Julius has to take in a lot of protein.
But even worse than his protein gas, are the farts he has after his cheat days. Unluckily for you. Today is one of those days. While working in the living room, he gloats across the room with a burrito in his hand smirking at you and rubbing his stomach. After a half hour of going into the kitchen, and repeating this he finally settles down and sits next to you. Heâs breathing hard. Clearly he over stuffed himself just to torture you later. He patts his stomach, and you tried to ignore him. Until his stomach growled like an angry beast from a foreign fantasy world.
âOoh,â was all he said. As he slightly lifts his right leg and,
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He lets out a small (for him) 3 second fart that vibrates the couch. After he releases it he scrunches up his face and waves it in your direction. The smell hits you like a freight train. This fart was far more potent than any you have ever smelt from him. Itâs a mix of shit and skunk smell. Itâs the type of fart the burns your nostrils, and makes you feel as if it isnât even safe to ingest. You gag at the strength of the odor, and that just gets a chuckle from Julius.
âJust you wait til later,â he says. You roll your eyes, and scoot away trying to get away from the smell, but there is no use it is everywhere.
âWhere do you think your going,â he says. Wrapping his hand around your body and pulling you against his thigh.
âUh oh,â you say as your body roughly hits his thigh
âUh oh is right,â he responds chuckling a bit. After he says this he swivels his leg around your body and places it on top of you. Knocking your head in between his legs, and next to his crotch.
âJulius, câmon I got work to do,â you say frustrated.
âThis wonât take long,â he whines back.
âNo. I donât want to do this right now.â
âCome on just one?â
âFine, Iâm starting to think you enjoy this more than me.â
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Your last sentence gets cut off by a giant roaring blast that genuinely scares you. You feel the entire couch cushion get warm as his deadly gas rushes to your face. The smell nauseates you. You genuinely feel sick after smelling it. Itâs so awful you end up in a coughing fit with your eyes watering.
âGoddamn burritos,â Julius says pinching his nose. He looks down at you and starts laughing.
âFuck you,â you groan. Barely recovering from the cough fit that just ensued.
âAw, thereâs no need to be rude,â he says smiling down at you. You just flip him off in retaliation.
You move his leg off of you, causing him to release another small fart. He just chuckles and leaves you alone as you finish your work. After you finish you two cuddle, and watch tv. He lets out a couple of toots, but other than that his ass has gone radio silent. You know he must be saving them for bed.
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Its finally time for you two to go to bed, and you canât help but feel as if your willingly walking through the gates of hell as you enter your room. You stop in the doorway, and this just causes him to hit the back of your head with his crotch.
âAre you gonna go?â He asked confused. You just continue to stand there.
âOh I get it,â he says menacingly. Itâs begun. He grabs your head, and begins to hump the back of it. He then pushes you forward, and starts to take off his clothes leaving nothing but his underwear on. After heâs done stripping. He lays in bed on his side legs wide open. He points to his crotch and imitates sucking a dick with his other hand. You continue to stand there. Normally you love to let him dominate you, but you havenât even been up close to his ass, and his farts were already the worst. You continue to stand there torn. Part of you really wants to be owned by him, and the other part of you is terrified by the catastrophic fumes you know heâll subject you to smell.
âAlright I got you,â he says as he sweeps you off of your feet and carries you to the bed. He lays you down on top of the duvet. As heâs putting you down another devilish grin appears. When you see this you try to escape, but he just tightens his grip, and applies some of his body weight to hold you down. He then starts rolling you up in the cover. Confining youâre movement completely, and trapping you in a warm cocoon. You try to break free, but to no avail, because he rolled you so tightly.
âHow do you like it babe? Iâm gonna be blasting you with my burrito farts. While youâre in a burrito,â he says smugly. You try escaping, but it does nothing other than get another chuckle from Julius. He then sits you up, and leans you against the headboard. He stands over you, looking down grinning.
âJulius please, donât do th-,â before you can even finish your sentence he sits on your face.
âBabe shut up,â you hear above you before,
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The 6 second fart burns your nose, but you have no other choice than to breathe it in. Juliusâ ass swallows your face whole, and is your only air supply. His awful fart makes your eyes water, and you start to gag. In retaliation you try lifting your arms, but he wrapped you up too tightly for you to move.
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âAhh, itâs getting warm down there babe, you still alive?â He asks sarcastically. You responded by screaming in his ass
âGuess you are,â he says. Rubbing his ass up and down your face.
The fart he released was 9 seconds, and it was airy. It forced itself up your nose. And burned all the way down your throat. It warmed up your face. Making you even more uncomfortable, as well as making you cough.
He raised his ass off your face, and you gasped for air. Straining your lungs to inhale as much as it could.
âDamn dude you look rough,â Julius says, but you donât need him to tell you. Your face is wet from tears and sweat, itâs red and youâre gasping for air. Itâs not really a good look for anyone.
âHere man let me blow you off.â At first when he says that it gives you hope until you realize what he means. You watch in horror, powerless. Unable to do anything, as he strips his underwear off. Hovering his ass over your face the entire time. Once he gets his underwear off he chuckles and spreads his cheeks. The smell hits you like a wall of shit. You can see his hole pulsing. Getting ready to explode on your face. His ass is slightly sweaty, and you can see it collect on the curly ass hairs. Julius sits on your face roughly. Slamming his ass down with a wet smacking sound. The initial smell isnât that bad, just musty, but once he settles on your face, and his hole is hovering just above your nose. You know this is going to be far more hellish than before.
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His first fart is 8 seconds, and starts a little airy, but as it catches momentum it starts to sound wet. The smell was worse than anything he has ever produced. Its distinctly shittier and skunkier. You can feel the sweat that had collected around his hole drench your face. Soaking the smell into your skin.
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âNow weâre talking. Babe your gonna be stuck in there until Iâm empty.â After he says this he smacks his ass. This sentence makes your dick throb, as well as terrify you. He had just released a 12 second fart, but you know heâs still not done.
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13 seconds of pure hell shoot out of his ass and into your face. It stings your nostrils, but before you can recuperate.
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âAhh, Iâd hate to be you right now babe.â
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His farts didnât stop coming. They were shooting out rapidly, and saturating your face in his stink. You attempted to talk to him, but when you tried, you just got a mouthful of ass.
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As Julius continues to mercilessly release farts in your face. You can feel yourself slipping out of consciousness. He must feel this too, cause he gets off your face and turns around. Kneeling to get close to you.
âHoly shit,â he says quickly pulling his face away from you.
âDid I go too hard,â he continues cringing at the smell his ass had created. You nodded your head yes, as you took greedy breaths of fresh air.
You felt weak from being stuck in Juliusâ ass. And you couldnât escape the smell. It was baked into your skin. He smiled sympathetically at you,
âSorry babe. I didnât realize it was that bad, you were inhaling all of them.â
âNot by choice,â you replied weakly. He looks sorry but you know heâs still not done with you.
âHere, then why donât I just put you out of your misery.â
You try to escape the confines of your duvet, but fail again. Within seconds his mouth is covering your face, and you know whatâs coming.
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He burps into your mouth and nose simultaneously. A move heâs used before to knock you out. Something about his burps are just so much worse.
You woke up to a fatal Dutch oven. Needless to say you canât let Julius have burritos ever again.
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