His dad was known for two things: his big ass and, BbbBbbPffrrr, his bigger farts. He could clear a room and would do it often for his convenience. Bbbffrrrrr He’d butt blast to clear a cue, empty his place of work an hour before closing, and even win an argument, but the worst “dad-bombs” were at the gym when his protein shake hit.
His dad would insist he go to the gym with him. Most likely, because he enjoyed gassing his son into a gagging, crying mess, and he couldn’t refuse his dad. If he did the post-workout swamp-ass face-farts would be worse. So he endured the pain.
BBbfpfppfttt The first fart sounded as they entered the gym. Those who knew ran, while those who didn't looked around confused only to later have their senses assaulted.
One of the naive few was a hunky guy who was checking out the son the moment he entered. Noticing this, he got away from his dad to flirt, but only after a few words were exchanged they were interrupted.
"Ass coming through," said his dad as he pushed both him and the hunk aside so he could sit on the bench. The hunk looked as if he was about to say something, but when he saw the huge, protruding ass pointing at him and heard/smelled the awful bellowing farts, BFpfpfptttt-PFpppfttt, he began gagging and ran. "If you're not man enough for my gas," BBBFBpfpfpfpf "then you aren't man enough for my son." BBPFpfpfpfpf.
He was so furious with his dad that he spent the rest of the day fueling up on gassy food for his revenge. When he could no longer hold it in, he found his dad lounging in his chair, shoved his dad's face in his jock ass, and Ppspfpfp let a fart rip in his dad's face. "That's for humiliating me earlier." PPssppspfpf
At first his dad didn't move, but then he felt his dad take a deep whiff of his son's farts and then started laughing. With a quick smack and grab on his ass, he was thrown over and placed under his dad's giant ass.
“Don’t mock the master with your weak poots," he said before, BBBSpspppstttt, blasting him with hours of uninterrupted farts, BBSPpspfppfpttt. He gagged on the fumes, but since it was the only air he got, he had to breathe in his dad's noisy butt-bombs. BBFPpfpfpfpfp. When his dad finally got off his face, he was a sweaty mess, and his ears were ringing from the massive volume of his dad's booming blasts. After that, he won't challenge his dad's farts ever again.
