Farts and Boys

I love boys and farts with shit. I mainly stick with writing and fanfiction

[chicks2010]

[gassycramps]

Imagine a couple goes out to eat. It’s a greasy spoon type place, but they’re both craving breakfast for dinner, and what better place for fluffy pancakes.

This establishment is known in the community for being a bit gross. Those with sensitive systems know to steer clear, but they manage to stay open due to the brave souls and loyal pancake fans.

These two aren’t worried. They come here every now and then, and nothing has ever come of it except a healthy food coma. So they order two pancake breakfast complete with scrambled eggs, sausage, toast, and of course, a hearty stack of buttermilk pancakes.

They both eat their whole meal and leave the place with stiff, bloated stomachs and a case of the belches.

In the car, A let’s out a silent yet foul gas bubble, much to B’s dismay.

“Honey, eww,” they crack the window and squeeze their shoulder, “Did you eat too much?”

A laughs as they’re driving and grunt, letting out a loud, greasy fart “I think I— hurrrp— must have.”

B groans. The car smells terrible, but they must admit, they’re kinda feeling gassy themself. They stifle a burp into their fist, but they can feel their intestines churning too. Their bowels shift and they sigh before letting out a big brassy toot, to A’s delight.

“Aww honey!” A giggles, “Look at us! Gassy together!”

B groans, “I know, it’s awful.”

They gas their car out completely by the time they’re back in the apartment. A feels much better after letting out all that wind, but B is feeling a bit lousy, so they get to bed.

A stays up watching tv for a while, but their stomach is still super stuffed, so their energy doesn’t last and they join B in bed.

B is snoring and huffing in their sleep. Their stomach seems upset. A rubs their back and frowns, “Poor baby...” they sigh and kiss B’s forehead.

They fall asleep to the sounds of digestion, hoping to sleep off this massive meal. But this hope is dashed a few hours later. They wake up in a cold sweat and with their stomach screaming at them.

They feel that all too familiar feeling of swollen bowels and the urge to find a toilet, Now.

They dash to the bathroom but they find B already bombing the bowl.

B wails in protest, but A needs to purge immediately. They throw back the shower curtain and squat, immediately sending a torrent of thick, mushy shit onto the tile. B sighs softly, “You too, huh baby?” They ask.

A groans as they grunt out another thick wave of diarrhea, “God it burns—“ they groan, “Fuck— must have been the eggs.”

B moans as they shoot liquid shit into the toilet, “I don’t care what it was— ohh—“ they groan as it explodes from their ass, “it hurts so badly.”

They are stuck in the bathroom for a good hour. Between many toilet flushes and A using the shower hose to wash their mess away, the two of them manage to clean up eventually. Their stomachs are terribly uneasy as they get back to bed.

They cuddle for a while, rubbing each others stomachs tenderly as they share moans and belches. They’re both bloated with gas, B is too afraid of having an accident to let it go, but A pushes out sloppy gas bubbles, staining their boxers in the process. B takes up their position as little spoon and A falls asleep nestled into their neck.

They’re both awoken by an odd feeling.

Sudden.... moisture.

B yelps- “Oh my god—“ They wince, their excitement only urging more shit from them. They’re having an accident— much to their surprise. Liquid shit soaks their panties and they begin to cry- the fluid still flowing from them.

A sighs and holds them close, waiting for it to stop. They nuzzle their cheek and sigh “That’s okay baby, just get it out...”

A grunts out a soggy shart and laughs, “See, were both feeling pretty shitty.”

B doesn’t find that funny, but they’re glad they’re not the only one who’ll need a change of clothes this morning.

[gassyboybuttlover]

This stud is A

This is B

[gassycramps]

Imagine

You go into an orientation meeting at a new job. There was supposed to be another trainee there with you, but for whatever reason you’re the only one that showed up. You wait in the office lobby. It’s nicer than any of the other jobs you’ve worked, so you’re a bit nervous.

You wait about fifteen minutes before a young man comes to greet you. He introduces himself as “Stevie,” and leads you back to a private office.

Its clear to see that somethings not one-hundred percent with Stevie. His eyes look exhausted, and his skin glints with a fresh mist of sweat. He coughs into his fist and you can see how pale his cheeks are. You’re not so nervous, but instead concerned for this young man.

Stevie gathers some paperwork and starts asking you some simple questions. He talks like he’s trying not to cry. You don’t know what’s wrong until a massively loud sound emits from his stomach, and he grits his teeth in response.

He quickly rushes on, obviously embarrassed, so you don’t say anything. It’s hard, though, because one noisy gurgle is just the beginning.

A cacophony of wet, sick noises are coming from Stevie’s stomach. He’s stifled a few slimy burps, but you think that the poor guy might need to throw up.

He carefully stands up to grab a folder from an adjacent cabinet, but obviously wasn’t careful enough. He must have jostled himself too much, because he lets out a long, sputtery fart and freezes. The fart was obviously an omen of a more urgent situation, and you frown. “Are you alright?” you ask.

He quickly rushes back to his seat, “Oh- of course— why do you ask?”

With the way the sweat is pearling on his forehead, you have no idea how he’s still playing dumb. He can’t seem to control his sphincter very well, because he lets out a sloppy trumpet of air. You wince a little, too polite to say anything of course, but his little expulsion smells rancid.

He tries to hurry through the end of your orientation, neither party is paying attention. You watch as Stevie grows more and more desperate. Patches of sweat form on his papery work shirt, and the thick scent of pre-shit flatulenxe hangs in the air.

Suddenly, a gurgle sounds from his intensifies and he freezes up. “Excuse me, I have to go—“ he’s as pale as a sheet as he urgently gets up from his chair. “It was so nice to meet you— ohhh god—“ His body cuts him off.

What follows is a toot. Well. It began as a toot. But it didn’t taper off. No. Suddenly, the undeniable sound of liquid exiting his body reaches your ears, and a foul smell hits you. “Oh my god—“ he groans, still shitting. You’re both frozen. He can’t seem to tighten his ass to stop the stream. After almost a whole minute of the two of you- eyes locked- watching this preventable accident happen, he is able to control his bowels enough to confidently walk from the room.

“You’re gonna do great here!” he says, weakly as he walks out the door.

You watch him go, the massive stain on his khaki dress pants is so undeniable, you have no idea how he’s confident enough to just walk into that lobby.

You hear loud groans and yelps of disgust from outside the door.

“Jesus, dude.”

“What on earth is the matter with you?”

“Stevie??! Again??”

You have a feeling this is going to be an interesting new workplace.

[rogueripper]

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Dude letting rip as he plays video games

[gassyboybuttlover]

So fucking hot!

[gayguygas]

Smell of an upgrade

I’m posted in the corner of a room, at a house party, brooding. I’m alone in this billiard room with a free pool table in front of me, but my focus is on a dancing couple in the next room. My closeted boyfriend Nick is currently dancing with his girlfriend. I’m fine with him being in the closet and I believe he should only come out when he’s ready, but I do have a problem with him needing to have a girlfriend to protect his image (his words not mine). My brooding is interrupted by someone posting them self next to me. I see that it’s Scott Greene. He’s on the wrestling team and is both muscular and at the same time pudgy. Like me he’s also openly gay and he’s pretty hot. I’d be lying if I said that I haven’t checked out his massively plump ass when he walks past me in the halls. We both travel in different circles and have never really had a chance to talk; until now.

“Nick isn’t worth it; you can do so much better.” Scott says casually. I break into a cold sweat at his implication. Nick wants us to remain a secret.

“I don’t know what you mean. If you’re trying to say Nick and me are in a relationship then you’re sadly mistaken. Nick isn’t even gay.” I say trying not to freak out.

Scott gives me a knowing smirk. “My mistake let me make it up to you; how about a game of pool while we get to know each other” Scott says, already setting up the pool table. Completely dumbfounded I don’t know how to reply.

Once the balls are set up, Scott grabs a pool stick and makes his way to the corner of the table located in front of me, mumbling something about ‘testing it out’. He leans over the table getting a feel for the pool stick and my mouth goes dry. Scott’s wearing a green shirt and a tight pair of white shorts that accentuates his huge bubbly ass cheeks, especially with him bent over like that. I realize that I’ve been caught gawking when I glance over and see Scott looking back at me over his shoulder with a smirk.

“Look all you want man but I’d be cautious around this big fella if I were you” Scott says as he reaches back and gives his ass a smack making his meaty globes wobble. “He likes to do things like this… NGGH” Scott suddenly scrunches his face up and grunts to my utter confusion.

Pppphhhhhrrrrtttttt

“Ah, quite often”

I’m startled as a 6 second, quacking fart fires out of Scott’s ass. It quickly fills the corner that I’ve been hiding in all night. The rotten egg stench has me gagging and I feel my dick starting to stiffen in my pants. Manly acts and smells like this is what secretly drew me to Nick.

Scott starts wafting the air behind his ass, towards me, while still wearing that same smirk. “Stop ogling my ass and let’s play a game or else I’m going to butt bomb you out of that corner. I mean it; you’ll smell why I’ve earned the nickname Skunk on the wrestling team” Scott finishes his threat by swaying his bulbous ass for side to side making his meaty cheeks slightly jiggle.

Scott’s words have me feeling lightheaded and my dick hardening by the second. Although I want to challenge his threat, I don’t want to cum in my pants, embarrassing myself, so I decide to play him in a game. I’m at a party so I might as well have fun.

And I do have fun with Scott. I forget all about Nick during our game. Scott’s constantly making me laugh. He’s also heavily flirting with me and I eagerly reciprocate.  But the best part of all is when ever we’re standing by each other or walking past the other, Scott makes sure to rip a fart on me. Fhhhtt… On my leg. Pphhhtt… On my ass. Brrpp… On my hand. Rrrhhsss… On my shoulder while I’m leaning over the table to take my shot. Scott rips over a dozen farts on me during the game and my cock throbs with every one of his gassy emissions.

After 30 minutes of playing, only the 8 ball is left and it’s my turn. “Looks like I’m going to take this Scott” I gloat.

Scott gives me a knowing grin. “Since you’re so confident, how about a little wager then?” I look at him intrigued so he continues, “If I win, then I get 3 kisses from you tonight whenever I ask for one.” Scott’s grin turns impish as he finishes with, “Since you don’t have a boyfriend I see no problem with that” I can’t help but chuckle as I feel myself blushing a bit.

If I’m being honest, Nick isn’t really my boyfriend even though he says he is. He only calls me up when he wants a hand-job or a bj and that’s about it. In 30 minutes Scott has easily proven to be such a better catch. I’d be a dumbass to let Scott slip away, so I take a chance.

I go along with Scott’s little bet. “Alright I agree to that. But if I win then you have to take me out on a date”  

At first Scott looks shocked but after a few seconds a sexy little smirk dawns his face. “You got yourself a deal. Now why don’t you take your shot”

As I lean over the pool table and ready myself, Scott moves behind me and turns around so our backs are facing each other. When I align my pool stick with the cue ball Scott backs his ass into me. I feel his warm huge ass cheeks covering my own ass and even some of the small of my back. As I make contact with the ball…

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Scott rips a 10 second, beastly fart on me that shakes me to the bone and causes me to miss the shot. Before I can call Scott out on his dirty trick, the stench of rotten fish and onions gets me coughing and my eyes watering. Scott sighs with relief and jauntily makes his way around the table.

“Looks like you missed handsome. Guess it’s my turn” Scott says and finishes off with a wink.

I scoff and mutter “cheater” causing Scott to snicker.

“Hey I’m always gassy and realized too late that you were in my blast zone. If anything I call my gassy condition a handicap.” Scott says with a little dastardly grin. I scoff once again but can’t hide the grin on my face.

Once Scott takes his shot, he hits the 8 ball but it comes to a complete stop with it just barely hanging over the edge of the pocket. I aim to tease Scott but he surprises me as he turns around, leans slightly forward, and pressing his bulbous ass against the side of the pool table. My cock hardens against my side of the table as I watch his bubbly ass cheeks overflow his side of the table and nearly make contact with the green cloth. Scott takes a deep breath and grunts.

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Scott rips his second monster fart of the night against the pool table and causes the whole thing to rumble. I watch in astonishment as the entire table vibrates and makes the 8 ball fall into the pocket.

Scott sighs in relief, “Ah well looks like I win” he boasts and then walks back over to me with a cocky swagger. I’m too amazed and turned on to even think about challenging him.

When Scott reaches me he pulls me in by the waist until are fronts are pressed against each other. I stifle a moan as my hard-on bumps against his thigh. A devilish grin pops on Scott’s face.

“Well, well, well… Could my Skunk tricks be what’s got you all excited?” Scott whispers with his face inches from mine. Before I can give an excuse he continues, “No matter, I won our bet and I’m taking my first kiss right now.”

Scott’s face surges forward and our lips meet. I moan into his mouth and feel fireworks going off as Scott pulls me into a deep, passionate kiss. Sadly it’s ended by someone clearing their throat.

Behind us, are two guys standing in the doorway leading to the kitchen. I recognize them from the wrestling team. One of them addresses Scott with a smirk.

“Now I’m glad you finally got your crush Scott, but why don’t you two find an empty bedroom upstairs. We want to play pool.” For some reason Scott is blushing but he plays it off with a chuckle.

Scott looks at me and takes my hand. “Let’s head to the kitchen and get something to drink.” I nod and tell him ‘sure’.

As Scott’s teammates near the pool table, they both recoil and cover their noses with their hands. “Oh gross Skunk! Did you have to nuke the room?”

Scott snickers at their reaction.”Ha-ha, breathe it in boys. That’s the sweet smell of victory. In fact, I think the two of you should get more acquainted with the smell.”

Scott strides towards them until he’s within a foot of them and then spins around. He then bends his knees, arches his back, and pushes his ass out in their direction. A look of horror quickly washes over Scott’s soon-to-be victims’ faces.

“Whoa there Skunk, let’s not do anything rash.” One of them says trying to placate Scott. It doesn’t work. Scott balls his hands into fists, closes on eye, and grunts.

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A 30 second mammoth of a fart comes roaring out of Scott’s ass so loud that it can be heard over the booming music coming from the other room. The stench of rotten eggs combined with musk quickly fills the room and has my eyes watering. Sadly, Scott’s victims have it worse. 5 seconds into the fart, both of Scott’s teammates fall to their knees gagging, but Scott isn’t finished with them. Scott moves backwards some, while still releasing this one gargantuan fart, and douses both their faces point blank with his butt fumes. As Scott’s fart comes to a sputtering end, his teammates are on their hands and knees dry-heaving.

“Ah now that’s the smell of victory gentlemen. You need to get used to it when the Skunk’s around” Scott tells them, as he wafts his fart their way.

Suddenly clapping and laughter comes from the kitchen doorway and I notice more of Scott’s teammates standing there; applauding Scott and laughing at their two teammates’ suffering. Scott gives them a playful bow before walking back over to me, taking my hand, and leading us to the kitchen.

“Out of the way guys, before I decide to Skunk the whole lot of you” Scott says, playfully threatening them. The group laughs as they part to let us through before making their way to the pool table.

We’re alone in the kitchen as the door closes behind us. Before we can get something to drink I tell Scott that I’ve got to use the bathroom, but Scott doesn’t let my hand go when I try to leave. Scott’s wearing an impish smirk when I turn to look at him flummoxed. With a powerful tug on my arm, Scott pulls me into a side hug. Before I can react Scott swivels his hips, pressing his plump ass against my thigh.

Bbbbbrrrhhhppp

Scott rips a 3 second fart on my leg. The sulfuric stench reaches my nose a moment later and it nearly has my knees buckling. Scott sighs in relief as he rubs his ass against my thigh, grinding his stench in.

“Ah, thought I’d give you a little incentive to not take too long” Scott says as he finishes marking me with his butt stench. I try to subtly hide my hard-on when Scott releases me.

Before I can leave the kitchen and head down the hallway, Scott teases me. “When you get back I’ll have our drinks. Just be aware that there’s a 50/50 chance that I’ll fart in your drink.” I stumble at that causing Scott to snicker and add, “Ha-ha, scratch that, there’s a 99% chance that I’ll be farting in your drink.”

I find the bathroom down the hall, just before the staircase that leads upstairs. After using the bathroom I’m surprised to find Nick standing there when I open the door. And he looks irritated.

“I’ve seen you getting close with that butterball all night” Nick’s comment rubs me the wrong way.

“His name is Scott and thanks to him I’m having fun at this party.”

Nick quickly looks left and right, making sure we’re still alone before responding. Over the next few minutes we get into a quietly heated argument. Things take a turn for the worst as I find myself trapped between Nick and the hallway wall.

“Fine then maybe I should remind you why I’m so much better for you than that lard-ass” He growls at me through gritted teeth. Nick quickly grasps my head in his hands, and forces me into a sloppy and disgusting kiss. I try to push him off of me but he has at least 50 pounds of muscle on me.

Just as I feel Nick’s tongue probing my lips, he’s pulled off of me and shoved against the other wall. Scott now has Nick trapped against a wall and delivers a strong punch to his gut. Nick groans as he slides down the wall and falls onto his knees.

Scott rushes over to me with a look of concern. “Are you okay?”

I give him a nod. “I am thanks to you. You came just in time.”

Unfortunately our moment is interrupted by Nick’s labored voice. “Ugh, what the hell is your problem fat-ass?” Scott slowly turns towards Nick with a look of scorn that even has me feeling nervous.

“My problem is with some dick head forcing himself on a guy I like. And it’s funny that you bring up my ‘fat-ass’ because you’re about to get real acquainted with it.”

With that Scott purposely strides towards Nick whose still on his knees, with his back against the wall. As Scott nears him, he reaches back and pulls his shorts down just bellow his huge ass. My jaw drops as I watch his bare bulbous ass cheeks spill out into the open. And it’s almost hypnotizing to watch his bubbly ass cheeks jiggle and bounce as he closes in on Nick.

“What the hell are you doing? G-Get away from me” Nick says meekly when Scott stops just in front of him. Scott sneers down at him.

“No man, I’m gonna help you out. You wanna partake in some kissing action and I’ve got a perfectly willing partner just for you”

Scott turns around, putting his plump naked ass within a foot of Nick’s face. Nick looks on in horror as he tries to back away but quickly realizes that he has no escape.

Scott reaches back with one hand to open his meaty globes, and holds Nick’s head still with the other. With a few quick steps back, Scott lodges Nick’s face in between his watermelon sized butt cheeks. “And in you go” Scott says cheekily.  

“NOO! MMMMM” is all Nick can get out before he’s submerged into Scott voluptuous ass. I take a few steps to the side to get a better view of Nick and I nearly cream myself from what I see. Scott’s meaty ass cheeks have completely engulfed Nick’s head and are making contact with the hallway wall. Not an inch of Nick’s head is visible to the outside world.

For a few moments Scott undulates his ass over Nick’s face working him in deeper, if that’s even possibly. Scott then bends at the knees, arches his back, curls is hands into fists, and in a strained voice says, “NNHG… Now you two lovebirds have fun back there… UGGGHH”

And with that Scott begins to obliterate Nick’s face.

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“Pucker up Casanova we’re just getting started…FFGHH”

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“I hope you enjoyed that stinky smooch because I’m sending another one your way”

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“You screaming in my ass must mean you want an open mouth kiss. Well I’m happy to oblige”

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“Ah, there’s a nice and juicy one just for you buddy”

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“Brace yourself Nicky because this next kiss might literally blow you away… NNGGHHH”

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Scott lights up Nick’s face with one monster fart after another. The hanging pictures aligning the wall shake with every beastly fart Scott rips on Nick’s trapped head. Two of the picture fall after Scott releases his last fart that lasts over a minute.

A wet squelch echoes through the vacant hallway as Scott easies off of Nick’s face. Nick’s face is a wreck. His face is red and wet from tears, his own sweat, and Scott’s ass sweat. Surprisingly Nick’s still conscious and weakly muttering ‘So smelly’ over and over again.

Scott looks down at Nick, seemingly annoyed that he’s still conscious, before bending down and lugging Nick’s limp body over his shoulder. Scott makes his way up the stairs and I follow them. I’m enraptured with the sight of Nick’s upside down face smacking against Scott’s naked plump ass with every step he takes up the stairs. Every few steps, Scott lets out a small poot in Nick’s face, making him groan.

After a few tries we find an empty bedroom upstairs and take it. As I close and lock the door, Scott tosses Nick onto the bed and arranges him so his head’s hanging off the edge. With that Scott turns around and drops his sweaty bulbous ass onto Nick’s facial features once again. And again, Nick’s head is blocked off from the outside world. Nick weakly tries to shove Scott off of him but Scott barely reacts. Scott simply leans a bit to the side, closes one eye, and grunts.

Bbbbrrrpppttt

Scott rips a 4 second meaty fart on Nick’s face that completely drains the fight out of him. Scott sighs in relief and then awards me with a charming smile. He pats the empty spot next to him. “Take a seat man; let’s get to know each other better.”

I sit next to him and for the next few minutes we talk. What makes this conversation so hot is that all through it Scott tortures Nick with his gas.

“So any siblings” fffhhtt, “That’s cool I just got a brother” pppbbfff, “He’s a year younger and just as gassy as me” bbrrppp, “Ha you better believe it” rrmmmbbb, “Maybe I’ll invite you over next time we get in a farting contest” ppffhhtt, “You can be the judge” ffvvpp, “So any plans next year” pppmmmfff, “No shit, I’m going to the same college” bbhhhttt, “Maybe when can room up together” rrrppfff, “Ha-ha I’m sure I can convince you into rooming with me” fffuuubbb

I’m about to ask Scott an important question but he stops me as he holds up a finger and says, “Hold on a second. I gotta fart and it’s going to be a doozy” With that Scott starts to grunt and strain. His face is beet red and is etched with a look of complete concentration.

“If you’re still alive down there dude then this is the end for you. Nighty-night Nick… UUGGHHH”

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A two minute behemoth of a fart comes raging out of Scott’s ass and right into Nick’s face. The massive fart has the whole bed quaking the entire time. Half way through the fart Nick’s arms spasm for a few seconds before falling limp at his sides. Scott sighs in relief and wipes the sweat off his brow as his fart comes to an end.

“So you were saying” Scott prompts me, with a contented smile.

“Oh-um, I was just wondering, even though I lost our bet, if um, I could take you out on a date.” I stammer out.

“I’d like that” Scott says with a genuine grin but then it turns devilish as he continues, “Speaking of our bet you still owe me  two more kisses and I think it’s time for me to collect.” Scott raises himself off of Nick’s face to show that he is incapacitated and covered in another coating of Scott’s ass sweat. Scott makes his way in between my legs and turns around. I’m nearly drooling at the sight of Scott’s naked bubbly globes within inches of my face. Scott then leans forward, and reaches back with both hands to spread his thick cheeks. I’m gifted with the view of his winking asshole. The smell of his stale and lingering butt fumes poisons the air around me and it’s intoxicating.

“Come on in babe. Why don’t you give your new boyfriend a kiss on the lips” I don’t need to be told twice. I dive face first into the sweaty trench of his huge ass. And once my lips make contact with his wrinkled butthole, Scott goes all out.

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“Oh that felt good”

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“Ah take a whiff of that”

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“Uh-oh brace for impact babe. Here comes the big one… HHNNGG”

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Scott rips an immense 45 second fart point blank in my face and into my open mouth. My cheeks inflate as the huge amount of gas forces its way down my gullet. I can both taste and smell the noxious and eggy flavor of his butt fumes. It’s almost overwhelming and if his fart lasted any longer I would have probably passed out.

Scott helps me to stand up and keeps his hands on my hips to steady me. “So how was that?” Scott asks me cautiously.

“It was great. When can I take you on a date so we can do it again” my response gets a chuckle out of Scott before he kisses me on the tip of my nose.

“Ha that’s my boy. I can drive us to Taco Bell and you can buy us dinner. That shit gives me the worst gas. You’re in for a treat tonight babe.” Scott says and gives me a wink.

Upgrading form Nick to Scott was the best decision I ever made.  

[gassyboybuttlover]

"You smell that?"

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"AWW FUCK YEAH!" Ryan yelled. You loved his ass so much and you couldn't wait to marry him and his beautiful, voluptuous, rank, and fat ass. It's so big, each cheek could count as one person. They weighed more than most of the people you knew individually, let alone the both of them. But they were so soft and squishy too, which allows them to gently mold to your face, before changing to complete muscle and nearly crushing your head. Trapping you inside his ass until he lets go.

"Aww, shit babe! Here comes another one... UGH" he moaned.

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"Holy shit! I'm so gassy babe," Ryan whined and moaned loudly. "Shit! I know there's more, UGH!"

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You liked his new way of whining. It made you feel powerful and him even innocent, even though he was doing it on purpose. FUCK!!! You were going to demolish his ass with your dick after this, but you want THIS to never end. But you couldn't wait til he was riding you. He always made you cum multiple times a day. But you did love his dominant side...

"Fuck yeah!!!! Sniff this fat, GASSY ass!!! I don't want to be able to get a single whiff of myself! UGGHH!!!!" Ryan grunted

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He sputtered a lot with that one. You think he might have a stomach ache. "Hey! Why can I smell that!?" He yelled. "I shouldn't even be able to get a whiff of this ass!" He scolded you while grinding your face deeper inside. "Guess I've got to punish you. Not like you weren't going to take this event..." Ryan grabbed his stomach and groaned in pain, launching a fart that sputtered. "...ually. Now as you can tell I've been way more gassy today, even by my my standards... NNGGH"

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"Well it's because of a stomachache I've had for the past two days. Been holding those back for your face! But I'm also lactose intolerant, and well long story short..."

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"But that being said, time for your punishment!" Ryan commanded, laying his full body weight onto you. You can hear him grab something and chugging. Then suddenly something hit the floor, that sounded like an empty jug.

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP!!!!!

"AWW, bet you wish that came out the other way," he chuckled, clapping his cheeks on your face. "Get ready! UUUUUGGGGHHH!!!!!"

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A huge amount of diarrhea, methane, and sulfur flew straight into your face. It felt as if a hose was at full power. And not a regular garden hose, but the ones firefighters use. Maybe even more than that, and his hole was so stretched from the gas and shit. You thought you were gonna die, and that's saying a lot.

"UUUUGGGHHHH!!! Fuck that felt good! Oh my God was that really me?!" Ryan shouted after smelling it. "Yeah, that was you," you said smiling.

"Don't think I'm done yet! I haven't touched that big ol' dick of yours," Ryan laughed and stood up. He went over to your boner and sat down. Your cum and his diarrhea working as a natural lubricant, he was riding all night long, and both of you enjoyed that ride.

Note: Damn, didn't even mean to write this new story, just got inspired by the amount of sheer ass he has. Be sure to read my other Ryan Salvo-Rich story, because this isn't the last we'll see of him.

[oinkish]

god bless Thomas Sanders

[thatsthat24]

This is, indeed, a masterpost.

[gassyboybuttlover]

Kik: Onlyebba28 (Daniel Hofer)

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Another Tj Biggz Appreciation Post

Full story coming out soon, but I had too many photos and didn't want them to go to waste.

Damn look at him spreading his ass for your greedy nose.

[gassyboybuttlover]

10 photos just isn't enough to show the full magnificence of Papito_k's ass. Just imagine him suffocating your little face in between his two massive globes and releasing loads of foul gut has down your throat, burning your lungs.

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I decided to repost some of my old (and best) stories mostly because I like them and I'm too lazy to write new ones

[gassyboybuttlover]

A Faceful at Vidcon

Entry 1

Dear Diary,

Hi, I’m Drake Smith. I’m a tall and muscular black man that has a few secrets. One, is that I’m a shape-shifter who can change his appearance whenever I feel like it(except for my natural appearance, and I can only stay as someone for so long, I will get excruciating cramps and pains). Two, is that I have a certain crush on a youtuber with a big ass and three is that I have a fart fetish. The only problem is that the youtuber(Josh) is straight, so I will have to transform into a female to get him. And that is if I get a chance to even talk with him. Anyways wish me luck.

Entry 2

Dear Diary,

It was the first day of Vidcon and I transformed into the woman. I became short with the classic hourglass figure. I have big ol’ tits and a hot ass with a tiny was waist. I didn’t get to see him actually. He apparently wasn’t here today, but I did get to meet some of his friends, Tyrone, Elliot, Elijah, and Moses. I think they will soon hook me up with him, since they know I’m interested.

Entry 3

Dear Diary,

It was day two of vidcon and today I finally got to meet Josh! He was shorter that I imagined, only 5’ 7" and he had bad acne, but he said it only lasts a little bit. Elliot then commented “If your whole life is just a little bit; then yeah, I would say that’s accurate,”. We all laughed but I saw that Josh blushed out of embarrassment. I think he blushed because of me because we were in an empty corner of vidcon, so I was the only odd-ball. Regardless, tomorrow is the last day to sleep with Josh and I say that I have a pretty good chance.

Entry 4

Dear Diary,

I have to write this quick, because I invited Josh over to my place and he will be here in ten minutes! So, what happened today was just regular “at vidcon stuff” but it was just me and Josh. It wasn’t grew because he made me walk in front of him. Probably checking out my ass, but I wanted to look at his, but getting a day with him wasn’t all that had either. We bought merch, went to panels, and we went to Chipotle afterwards. He asked me what I wanted, but I needed him to eat foods that would make him gassy. So, I ordered two burritos with extra beans. At first they denied but I swayed the cashier a little bit and he made it happen. After we got out food I took a bite and said that it wasn’t good and passed it to Josh and he ate one and saved the other for later. My plan was going perfectly, so I made my move and invited him to my hotel room. He agreed and he is now on his way!

*Out of diary*

After I finished the passage I began to have cramps, “Shit! Why now body,” I said to myself. The cramps meant I will have to transform back, but they weren’t suppose to come up until tommorrow. Then the worst happened. I heard a knock at my door and look through the peephole and it was Josh! “Hello, is anyone in there?” He said excitedly while the finishing the burrito from earlier. I began to run around and panic but he could hear me. “Hello, I can hear you running around in there,” he said. I had no choice but to open the door.

“Hi,” he said and hugged me. I quickly reached down and grabbed his cheeks. They were so soft and squishy and felt like a water bed. He was suprised when I did that but I looked at him and smiled. “Come on in,” I said. He walked in and his butt just jiggled so beautifully and elegantly. Sliding in between each other.

“Wow! Nice room!” He said to me. “Unlike me. The guys pulled a prank on me and I was booked in a 1-star hotel that was complete shit. I couldn’t even go in the bathroom cause the water was broken. I haven’t taken a shit in a while, and I poop like twice a day!” He turned around at me with his gorgeous sea blue eyes. We stared at each other for a little bit until cramps hit me. “Uh, I’m sorry,” I said trying to hide my cramps. “Don’t be, it wasn’t your fault,” he said back to me. “So, you want to start?” I said to quickly get it over with. “Sure,” Josh eagerly said back to me.

He was fast at taking off his clothes. He had his underwear off by the time I was just taking off my pants. I still had my make up on so I asked if I could take it off real quick. He said, “Go on ahead. I can wait,” I really wasn’t taking off my make up I was looking for my pain killer medicine perscribed to me by the agency I work for. They weren’t there and I could see in the mirror that Josh was looking at me stroking at his already hard cock. It was bigger than I expected, probably around eight inches, but his ass was the real star of the show with me being able to see his perfectly smooth ass making a butt groove into the bed sheets.

This is where I thought I should make my deal. “Josh, I want you to do something for me while we are… doing it.” I started off with. “What? I will do… a lot of things for you,” he replied with. “I have a fart fetish and I want you to fart in my face,” I said that while looking down and when I looked up at him his face was pure confusion yet excitement. “Oh, okay,” he finally said after thinking about it for a minute or two. “Just warning you I haven’t shit in a few days, so whatever comes out, comes out.” He finished with and I was so excited.

Then all of a sudden a huge cramp hit me rendering me paralyzed for a second and falling to the floor. I screamed in pain and Josh came over to aid me. “What’s happening?!” He yelled at me. “My medication is in the drawer on the right of the bed,” I told him and he went to look for it, but it was too late.

I transformed slowly back into my normal self and I stood up holding the thong that I was using, to cover up my now-present dick. Josh was still around looking for the medication and his ass was so sweaty from panicking. I then stood up, all 6’ 4" of muscular, me. I quickly for an erection from seeing Josh’s ass. It was so hot and thick, even when bending over I still can’t see his hole.

“Hey, I think I got them,” Josh said as he turned around. He looked up and was me in all my glory and bolted towards the door. I caught before he could reach it and threw him on to the bed. “Who are you?!” He questioned. “I’m Drake. The girl you were dating. I’m a shapeshifter I diguises myself as her, so I could fuck you.” Josh looked extremely confused and tried to get pass me, but it failed. He then ran into the bathroom and told me stay quiet for a while.

I then admitted defeat and sat on the bed next to Josh’s butt groove and began to smell it. It was musky and smelled awful, but I loved it and I began to get hard again except for my cock looked longer. It was once eleven inches but now it looked more like twelve.

Josh than stepped out and saw my face in his butt groove and how big my cock was. “Hey, even though you lied. You are still pretty hot as a boy.” He said. “I thought you were straight,” I replied to him with. “Want to find out for sure?” He said back to me.

I quickly scooted on to the bed and he turned around and backed his ass on to me. “You ready?” He asked. “Yes,” I said. His ass was only an inch away from my face and the smell was already bad. I still could not see his asshole, and it smelled as if he never cleaned his ass in his life. And then it began.

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTT

Josh let out the worst smelling fart in history, and it was loud too. The gas had immediately filled my lungs with toxins that I loved. He began to blow me and me cock seemed to be growing. It now felt like thirteen inches and he was going pass the mid-point of my dick and he kept farting with me blowing through a load every time he does.

“Here comes a big one,” he said to me with my dick in his mouth.

FFFFFFFFFFPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPLOLOPLOP

It sounded wet and disgusting, like bubbles were coming out of his ass. Two whole minutes of pure delight.

“Watch out this might be a turd,” Josh warned me. He then grunted.

And he was right. The biggest shit I’ve ever seen come out of a human being, has left his ass and landed on my face. It was completely covering my face. My penis grew even more to fourteen inches and I threw the shit to my side. “Josh get your ass on my dick now!” I ordered him. “Okay.” He sounded as if he was up to something. Josh lifted his ass and then sat down with all his force straight on to my face, completely submerging me in his ass. And he let out the most rancid, raunchy, and toxic fart into my face suffocating me in it. The fart lasted for three minutes, and was solid expulsion into my nose, mouth, and eyes. It felt like I was about to pass out and my dick grew to fifteen inches. And he got up and squatted over my dick and sat down.

My dick was five inches pass his cheeks until it finally reached the asshole. And then Josh sat down all the way, and I was balls deep in him and he let out the biggest moan I have ever heard. I soon felt something deep within him. I told him about this and he replied with, “You really thought I was done with the shits?” And Josh started bouncing up and down on my dick and soon the poop was at his hole and he was at the top of my dick and as soon as he started sitting, he covered my dick. Wow, Josh is on my dick and covered it all with shit and began to bounce again. I think I grew again to sixteen inches inside him and I told, “Let’s do doggie style. I want to do the work,” and Josh obeyed staying balls deep and I began to break his ass and Josh’s low moaning became huge, loud and frequent. All I could here was Josh moaning, his ass clapping, and me grunting after going through my twelfth load of the night. Josh said he began to shit again and I felt it and it came out around my dick again.

This went on until dawn and when we were finally too tired to carry on. Josh said “Last one,” and I dove for his ass completely blocking everything out and getting to his hole. It was dark, humid and full of shit and I heard him grunt and it was smelliest, loudest, and longest one yet.

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRTTTTTTSSSSSSSSSSSSSPLPLPPOOOLPLPPOLPLOP

Lasting for a whole hour and all I saw in his stretched out hole was a big, brown turd. When it hit me, the thing went everywhere in me. It went into my mouth and nose and I could hear the muffled laughing of Josh. The smell was too much and I passed out. When I awoke Josh was gone, but there was a note in my hand. It was a number and it said, “Call me.”

[gassyboybuttlover]

Josh in my Life

Disclaimer: This is a continuation of my first story A Faceful at Vidcon. You don’t need to read it to understand this story, but it will be appreciated.

After Vidcon, I decided to move into Josh’s house and live with him. This was one of the best decisions I have ever made in my entire life. Me and him are a perfect match. Josh is funny, kind, loyal, and even has a good paying job. But best of all, he has the best ass in the history of the world and the worst smelling farts and shits of any human. Whenever we fuck, I always enjoy putting my face in between Josh’s beautiful, round ass cheeks. The sex was so amazing the first time we fucked, I went from eleven inches to sixteen. Josh’s ass is just flawless in every possible direction.

Since I’m retired from the agency and Josh is a youtuber at home, we do crazy, sexual things at home. At times we would tape my head into his ass and stay like that for the entire day. Him sharting in my mouth; me as his own personal diaper (except for pee). Another thing is him just sitting on my face whenever he records videos without underwear and pants. But the best thing is when we play games.

I don’t mean video games, even though we do play those together, I mean our own games. My favorite is a different version of hide and seek. I hide and he seeks. Whenever Josh finds me, it’s another fart in my face the next time we fuck. I will often hide badly on purpose just so he can fart in my face. However one time a game of hide and seek went too far…

I was hiding and so I decided to hide in the master bathroom. It’s absolutely disgusting in there: shit on the counters and walls, toilet unflushed, and tub stained with semen and ass-prints. I decided to hide in the tub because that was the only place big enough.

I hid there for a few minutes until I heard footsteps coming towards the bathroom. The doorbell rattled and twisted and the door flew open. “The one day I don’t have Drake as a diaper is the day I drink milk,” Josh angrily muttered to himself. I could here his stomach growling in aching pain when he stepped in. I don’t know why Josh had milk today. He usually does that just to prank me with diarrhea when we are fucking and we agreed we are not doing it tonight. I then heard him sit down on the toilet with his stomach growling and him groaning from the pain. “Aww, fuck!” He yelled. It must be taking a while for the diarrhea to pass through his ass cheeks since they always block the way normally. But then he exploded with diarrhea blasting out of his ass. He then screamed in pain. It splashed the curtain and walls. Even hitting the ceiling and dowsing me with diarrhea. But then the smell hit me. It was the worst one to come out of his ass ever since the first night he suffocated me in an hour long fart. It have me an instant erection and gagged me. I hated it, yet loved it. Large farts could be heard coming out of his ass. They were deep rolls of thunder and I could here the gas in the pipes of the house. I could hear Josh panting and screaming in pain. “No not more!” He would often scream. This went on for a long time until I heard the toilet begin to overflow. And then I got an idea. And so I moved in the tub banging my dick against it.

Josh then instantly opened the shower curtain and saw me covered in diarrhea, with a smile on my face. He then grew a sinister smile and held in the diarrhea. He then stood up and walked over into the tub shakingly and said, “I found you,” he then looked over to the over flowing toilet and said, “This toilet has over-flowed, I guess I’ll just use my back up one,” he said as he turned towards me with a huge grin on his face. He then sat down and covered my face completely. I could see his closed hole with diarrhea leaking out of it. Josh then said, “Get ready,” and then the diarrhea came out with 10x the force, filling my mouth and nose, and shooting from the sides of my head. Josh screamed in pain from his asshole seeming to be splitting open from the diarrhea. He then started farting and they were long and sounded bubbly and wet. I could literally see Josh’s hole flap open and close whenever he farted.

It had been about twenty minutes of this loved torture until I decided I wanted Josh ass on my dick. “Josh, get on my dick!” I yelled at him. “Did you just command me?” Josh asked me. The one thing Josh can’t stand is someone bossing him around, especially during sex, so I knew I was in big trouble. “I think you did. And I think you will need to be punished,” he said and sat down onto my face and released an ungodly fart. It was bubbly, raunchy, and sputtered and it lasted for a solid five minutes. It had me coughing, but even more horny and turned on.

Josh then got up and said to my dick, “Aww, I was hoping you would had already came, even though I hadn’t touched your dick, ” and that sat down. It was cowgirl style and began to bounce on it. I had already immediately came as soon as he went down the first time. He started farting again but since his asshole so loose, they were low and sounded bass-like. He also began to have more diarrhea except think one was chunky and looked delicious. I asked Josh if I could eat his ass afterward and he said, “Of course. Anything for my big, brawly man,” he then grunted and more chunky diarrhea came out and I couldn’t stop cumming inside him. He then got up and sat back down onto my face. His hole was stretched so much that it was the same size as my mouth and so I covered it completely. And so I ate his chunky diarrhea and I could taste my own cum. There was a lot of gas still left in Josh, so big and loud one minute farts would come out of him. Each one was rancid and filled my cheeks and mouth. “Let me practice my dancing in your face,” He maniacally laughed out. I felt his great ass shake and the clapping of his cheeks on the side of my head. I took my face out of his ass and I was mesmerized. All I could see was a ginormous ass clapping, browned out by all his shit. Clumps still clinging on to the insides of his cheeks. “I’m gonna lick that ass clean!” I cheerfully yelled. “I’ll like to see you try!” Josh quipped back laughing. He grunted and BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTT!!!!! A huge shart messing his ass that I just tried to clean, but challenge accepted.

This had gone on for a while until we got tired. We then just lied in the tub full of diarrhea and cum.

“Drake. Last fart,” Josh said to me and I crawled over to his ass, exhausted. I then opened my mouth over Josh’s hole and a very bass-like fart left his anus. It was brief but still packed a punch.

“Drake,” Josh said to me. “Yeah, Josh,” I responded with. “We should do this again,” he whispered to me. “Oh, fuck yeah,” I finally said.

[gassyboybuttlover]

Leston Fart FanFiction

“Hey, Preston you almost done yet?” I asked him. “No, sorry man,” He replied back. Preston was working very hard to get videos out today, since we needed to catch a flight in a few days. He also had to edit them since his editors are unable to get the raw footage. So, ever since he woke up and had breakfast, he had been making videos non-stop. All he has been eating are snacks like chips, candy, and even popcorn. He told me he wanted popcorn even though we both know that it destroys his digestive system.

“Are you done now?” I sounded like an impatient toddler. “Lachlan ask me that one more time. I dare you,” Preston responded with. “Are you done yeeeeeeet?” I groaned the entire sentence while hitting the side of the doorway. “Know something Lachlan get over here!” Preston said that we if he was Scorpion. He offered the chair and I sat on it, with him sitting on me. Preston’s ass felt great, with it being so round and muscular, yet soft. “Woah, dude this is a PG channel,” I said to him. He shushed me, and said to be quiet. When all of a sudden, Preston released a powerful fifteen second right onto my dick. The smell was bad, but I wanted more. Unannounced to Preston I had a fart fetish, and out of all the pack, I wanted him the most. His farts were loud and powerful and sounded bass-like. Not to mention he had the best ass in the world to deliver said farts. I quickly got up and ran to the doorway, trying to hide my growing erection. Preston laughed and said, “Those chips are evil.”

I still stood at the doorway looking at Preston and his huge ass. I wanted to eat, sniff, and fuck it all at once. But I was so busy staring at Preston’s ass that I didn’t realize he was doing the outro to his last video before his dinner break. I quickly ran down the hall and into the bathroom to hide that I was staring at him all this time. I soon heard footsteps, come closer, and the door knob shake and rattle. “Lachlan, you in there?” He asked. “Uh yeah, Preston. Just fixing up my… face,” I awkardly responded with. “Well, hurry up! I’m about to nuke that bathroom,” He yelled at me. I wanted to see what I would be missing so I set up my phone to record behind the toilet. I then opened the door, and Preston came bursting through, cropdusting, and stripped down and sat down on the toilet. PPPPPPPRRRRPLOPLPLOPPLP!!! A huge wet fart came out Preston’s ass and shook the toilet and filled the entire room. His ass was so big that it covered the whole toilet and kept most of the smell from escaping, but it still smelled awful. I ran out, with a boner and with proper air still in my lungs.

After that near-death experience I went and got some Chipotlè. Yes, I was basically asking for death at this point, but I so badly wanted to smell Preston’s farts. When I got back Preston went back to recording one more video, and said he’ll be done soon. With no time waste I went into the bathroom and smelled the toilet. It smelled bad even though Preston could have left a while ago. I then reached behind the toilet to find that Preston was only on the toilet for three minutes. Sure I had gotten some nasty farts, but I wanted more. I also locked the bathroom door and masturbated to the smell and video. His farts were loud and sloppy on the toilet, with loud plops that sounded like bombs just in between the large farts. Preston’s loud grunting leading up to the earthquake-like farts was also a huge turn on if mine.

After I had climaxed, I cleaned it up and went back to Preston’s office, staring at his ass. It was really sweaty since he was in such an intense game and then… “Just gotta get these emeralds and…” He released a monster of a fart that went on for around thirty seconds. “Not going to be able to edit that one out, and Oh My Gosh that smell!!! Someone crack open a window or something.” He said while coughing. “Don’t worry I got you mate,” I said to him as I walked over to his office window. The smell was rancid, way worse than the toilet’s. I began to get an erection and I opened the window, where the fart ran out of. “Well, there goes the ozone layer,” I said trying to get a reaction from Preston. But nothing.

I kept staring at his sweaty crack all the way until the last outro. We then went and ate dinner with Preston having some of my share. After I had gotten up to throw my garbage away, Preston released a one second fart that sounded like an explosion. Its smell was the worse one yet with it making me throw up. But it still turned me on and I had a boner by the time I was done vomitting. Preston was also over at the couch laying down and I cleaned up the trash he left behind trying to hide my boner.

When I sat down on the couch I had grabbed a pillow to hide my boner. But while we were watching the movie Preston kept in glancing over to me. He was up to something as he crawled over to me slowly. He was basically on top of me when he threw away my pillow, and asked seductively, “Is there something in your pocket of are you just happy to smell me?” I couldn’t answer out of pure shock. “You really think you’re good at hiding things? I saw you staring at my ass all day, and you trying to record me on the toilet. If you wanted me you could’ve just asked,” he finished. “But you’re… m-m-married and I didn’t… uh… want to ruin that…” Preston cut me off by kissing me and said, “This may be wrong, but a little wrong never hurt anyone.” When he finished he leaned in for another kiss and I accepted it. Closed eyes and all. “Keep your eyes closed,” he whispered to me and that I did. But I soon opened my eyes when I felt him moving and I opened them to a faceful of Preston’s underwear. It was wet and stained with sweat and farts that had sputtered. “I can feel the popcorn kicking in,” Preston said to me and as he sat on my face. It was a short fart, but it was juicy and smelled awful. Mixed in with the sweat and his musk, it smelled worse than the ones before. My boner got harder and he started to play with it. “It’s nice and thick, just the way I like them,” he said. Now, not to toot my own horn, but I do have a very girthy dick that would stretch anyone’s hole. “And just the way I like you,” I said in between sniffing his ass. “Shut up, Lachy,” and Preston sat down with all his force and pushed out a large fart. It filled me up fully and was really wet and rank.

“More!” I began to beg him. “Don’t worry, more is on its way,” he reassured me as he ripped a bassy fart into my nose. But it still wasn’t enough and so I began to rip open his underwear. *RIIIIIIP* I tore the backside of his underwear, making it into a jockstrap. His ass was even bigger out of his underwear and was perfectly smooth. Not to mention it was as hairy as any hole could be with it looking like a complete forest of hair and shit. “How dare you! These were mildly expensive,” Preston said, “Now you’re gonna have to pay,” he finished with a sinister voice. He grabbed me and pulled me to the bathroom where he stood over the toilet with his ass stretched out. I knew what he wanted me to do, so I went under him as he sat down onto my mouth and nose and he let out the worst smelling fart that night. “That’s just my baby one, get ready for my big daddies,” This made me cum all over the floor as he ripped a deep sounding fart. He kept letting them out without any hesitation with some even coming out as a turd or with sputter. “I still have more, time for your dick to get in on some of the action,” Preston said. With that he got up and sat next to my dick stroking it with his ass cheeks still farting on my dick as we made out. I was covered in shit and he still kissed me. I then stuck my dick up his ass without him realizing it and Preston ended up moaning loudly while still farting. I was now the dominant one fucking him up in the ass, breaking it. “Faster! *moan* Faster! *Moan* Faster Daddy!” He pleaded me. It was a dream come true that he called me “daddy”. It felt as if I was growing inside of him, and I pounded him faster with stretching out his hole to the limit. “UUUHUUUUUHHHHHHHH!!!!! Harder!!! UUUUUUHHHUUUUHHHHHH” Preston moaning at the top of his lung is what really made me cum. His jockstrap was soaked in his own cum as I was still going strong and Preston farted all my cum back onto my dick as I put it back in his hole. Him farting out my cum onto my dick and me putting it back in, went on for a while, with him moaning each time. It felt like forever we were doing this, but that’s because we just wanted more and more of each other. Tired, my dick became too sore and his ass became too tired from being stretched out. He still had loads of cum in him and it took him a while to shoot it all out. Preston let it all out into my pubes and said, “Good luck cleaning that,” he kept bouncing the cum in. He then let out an SBD and it reeked. “Please don’t make me cum anymore.” He glared at me and then PPPPRRRHHHHHHHTTT!!!! He ripped another large fart and I stuck my new erection back into his ass and he said he’ll stop after one more fart on my face. I agreed to this and Preston moved onto my face and let a rip. FFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHH! A ten minute long fart shot out of his ass into my face. I didn’t have the energy to fight it and I soon passed out.

When I awoke, it was dark, humid, rancid, and shit was everywhere. I couldn’t move my head at all. “Help!” I screamed, “Help!”. “No one can hear you Lachlan,” It was Preston. I knew I was in his ass. “You have been out for two months, and you missed a lot,” He began. “My wife found me asleep with you and she divorced me. The court ruled a half and half split, with me keeping the house. However, I live here alone now with everyone thinking I’m a dirty scumbag. Also, no one knows you are alive. Everyone thought that my nuclear fart killed you, but it didn’t. I paid the hospital to pronounce that you died from an unfixable ruptured lung and lack of oxygen. But that means you live here with me alone. I still make YouTube videos but people now barely watch them, because of my controversy. Everything in my life changed, because you couldn’t take a simple fart. And because of that I thought I should help you build up a resistance to them. So, you are going to be stuck in my ass whenever I’m in this house, and you are going to like it!” PPPPPPRRRRRRRRHHHHH!!!!!!! He ripped a ginormous, bassy fart directly into my face. I sniffed it all up. It smelled bad, but I knew it could be worse. “Hey get used to that, because whether you like it or not you are stuck with it. Oh by the way I don’t need use the toilet anymore for shits, cause I have you for that too.” He finished with. “But do I still get to break your ass?” I asked him. “Yeah but you are gonna need a bigger dick to make up for what you did, so be expecting pills and toys that will help you with that.” Preston responded with. PPPPPPPRRRRRRHHHHHTTTTT!!!! He ripped another large bassy fart that left some skidmarks. It felt as if I could feel his whole ass shake and rumble from it. “Also I have started a new diet that makes me gives more gas and gas relief pills. So, be prepared for hell,” PPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTT!!!!!! He interrupted himself with a large thunder sounding fart. “Okay nice warm up now time for the big boys,” He said when his fart finished. PPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTSSSSSS!!!!!!!! A turd came out with that one and he bounced on my face. I began to gulp it down while Preston kept farting. BBBBBRRRRRFRRFRFFRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHTTTT!!!! Another bassy fart that sounded a jet engine made me and his ass shake. “Oh, hell yeah!!! I can smell that from here,” Preston said to me while laughing and grinding his ass against my face. “Good night, Lachlan,” He laughed and PPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRLIPLOOOPLPLLPLOPLOOP!!!!!!!

This was all I could ask for. No responsibilities, only smelling Preston’s ass and pounding him with my larger dick?! And best of all I didn’t do anything, he did everything. This was truly a dream come true.

[gassyboybuttlover]

After constant asking and begging I had finally convinced my idol Rimo to go on a date with me. He had the best ass in the world and was pretty cute to go along with it. I can just imagine my face completely submerged in his ass, and blowing air up into it to help him produce massive farts.

He asked me about going to eat Taco Bell, but I decided not to. I instead took him to a diner. I could tell he didn’t want to be there. He kept looking around and not listening to me. “So, what’s your favorite food?” I asked him to get a conversation started. “Nothing really. I mean I eat a lot of beans, because of my diet so maybe that,” Rimo replied lazily. He really didn’t to be there, but his diet interested me. “Wait, what else can you eat in your diet?” I questioned him. He looked at me with a bored face, but still answered, “Onions mainly. Along with cabbage, apples, cauliflower, broccoli, and other kinds of fruits and vegetables with fish. I also have to eat the majority of that list raw,” he finished with. This made my eyes light up. He must be gassy all the time and it must be awful smelling.

Our waitress handed us our food and we finished them quickly. Rimo had a three-bean and cheese burrito and some beer, while I had a hamburger with some fries. I asked him if he wanted anything more, and he told me that he wanted a milkshake. So, I ordered the drink and I went to the bathroom. When I got back Rimo was already half way through his shake and asked me to finish it. I took the offer and chugged it down. After that, we had left the restaurant I began to feel light headed and nauseous. I began to lose my balance and Rimo caught me. “Woah, you okay dude?” Rimo asked me, “Don’t worry I’ll take you somewhere, so you can rest,” Rimo assured me as I fell asleep in his arms.

I was still partially awake, but I couldn’t tell what was going on around me. My eyes remained closed and I couldn’t move at all, but I still could sense what was going on. The car soon stopped, and Rimo dragged me out of my seat. I couldn’t do anything as he pulled me up his drive way and into his house. As we went inside, the smell and air pressure was immensely different from outside. It smelled like rotten eggs mixed with hot garbage, shit, and sweat. The air was also thick and humid, and I heard Rimo take a deep breath and say, “Aww, home sweet home,” he proudly boasted. “Come on, slave,” Rimo yelled and dragged me by my hair.

While Rimo was dragging me I could hear keys and locks shake and doors open. In each new room it would smell worse and worse. Soon I felt us going down the stairs and the smell intensified to an astronomical state. It felt as if I was about to be suffocated in gas. I then felt Rimo stop and pick me up and strap me into a chair. He plugged my mouth shut and put a gas mask on me. “Now just wait until you wake up my little fart sniffer,” he whispered into my ear.

I lied there for what seemed like hours, until I was able to open my eyes and look around. The gas mask made it hard because it was foggy, but I could still make out some things. The room had a single light that was one and it seemed as if I could see the smell. There was a window in the top corner of the room, but it was too foggy to see outside. There was hole at the bottom of my mask and a tube running from it on the floor. I could only imagine what Rimo was going to do to me.

“Finally! You’re awake,” Rimo exclaimed. I jumped in fear and turned towards him. He was fully naked with a bowl of some food. “I have been holding these farts in for what seemed like years,” Rimo said as he walked towards me. “I honestly thought it was going be hard to get you in here, but guess not,” He continued, “My stomach has been fucking with me all day! I mean what do you expect when your diet is specifically made for causing the worst possible farts? But soon I can let them loose, and I can’t wait for you to sniff every last one of them,” He began to gorge on the food on his plate as he walked over to where I was sitting. He grabbed the tube and stuck it up his ass and grabbed a chair. The smell just coming from his asshole was already strong and he hasn’t even passed any gas. He sat backwards in it with his ass sticking out to me. His hole and ass were huge, so I could tell he has been doing this for a while. I began to get an erection while staring at his hole and ass because they were so big. Rimo then finished his bowl and yelled,“ Get ready!”

With that he contorted his face and grunted; BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRTTTTTT!!!!! A large fart left his body and entered my gas mask. The smell was absolutely wretched and disgusting. It smelled like eggs and sweat with rotting fruit. PPPPPPPPPLOLPPLOPLOLLPPPLOP!!! He released another fart get smelled like hot garbage and skunk. I hated it at first, but I could feel my erection getting even harder. “Oh, your still hard?” Rimo said observing my dick. “Guess that means you like it and want more,” and he grunted pushing out another fart. It was really humid and it fogged up the gas mask. I couldn’t see outside the mask anymore. BBBBBPPPPPPPPRRRTTT!!!! Rimo ripped another fart and it felt as if I was on drugs; the smell was making me nauseous. I’m pretty sure the lack of oxygen was getting to me. But then I realized I was hard and that the smell wasn’t so bad. If anything I began to find them attractive and soothing. But I guess Rimo noticed this and began to fart more into the tube. BBBBBRRRRRRPPPPPPTTT!! Another fart flies out of his ass and I really began to enjoy them. PPPPPRRRRRRTTTTT!!!! Rimo is definitely not holding back. He’s pushing farts out at an all-time high and I was enjoying sniffing them up. My boner was now aching for release and I could feel this would be my biggest cumshot in forever.

“Damn it! You shouldn’t be enjoying this!” Rimo yelled at me, “It’s suppose to be torture!” He screamed at me in what sounded like a demonic voice. I spat out my gag and, “It is torture that your not letting me fuck that giant hole of yours while you fart.” I said to him while laughing. I could tell he was shocked at my response, and there was an awkward silence between us. “Be right back,” Rimo said as ran up the stairs. I waited for a while and the air from outside the mask began to flow in. It was less strong and was thinner than the one I was breathing. I despised it! I just wanted more of Rimo’s smell, not the cleaner air. I heard footsteps coming back down and Rimo laughing. “This should get you to go down!” He said maniacally. I then heard him chug something and I gained a boner in anticipation to what will happen. I heard Rimo drop the jug and laugh. “This is my bomb. You sure you want to take this on?” He asked me. “Yes, but sit on my dick while you do it please,” I responded with. “Deal,” Rimo said back. And so Rimo sat down on my dick and put the tube up there with it. My giant cumshot was ready. I heard his stomach gurgle and his grunt and…

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Rimo let out a full, straight hour of gas. Not once did he falter in his steady expulsion. The smell was so bad it was indescribable. It was like his own unique smell, that was worse than all the the rest. It felt as if the entire world was rattling from the magnitude of his fart. My dick was cumming for a solid minute, just pumping more and more into him. I could tell that Rimo was having the time of his life. My dick felt nice inside him and he was moaning so loud that all I could here was his fart and moaning.

After the hour, I was still living and sniffing it up. Rimo turned around at me in shock. His eyes were wide with delight and confusion. “You survived My signature Fart!?” He yelled amazed. “Hell, yeah. And I’ll do it again.” I whispered to him seductively.

Rimo took of my mask and began to kiss me ferociously, while sitting on my lap. I began to breathe in the normal house air, and I began to gag. “Uh, I hate this regular air. It’s not thick, humid, or smelly enough. I need more of you,” I told Rimo. “Then let me fix that,” he replied. He stood up and farted even more. PPPPPPPRRRRRRRTTTTTTT!!!! BBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRTTTTTT!!!!! PLOPLOPLOPPLOPPPLOPHHHHHHH!!!! Each one filled my lungs and I was addicted. I couldn’t stop sniffing them. “Here I have an idea,” Rimo said as he started to release me from his chair. As he freed me he put his hand on the back of my head and began to move. We went upstairs and he got a belt lying around and strapped my head to his ass. He released farts all day long and it felt like my boner was going to fall off.

This lasted for years. I even had an ass supply whenever he had to leave the house. He got an oxygen tank and filled it with his own gas, so I could sniff and lick that when he wasn’t home. He fed me real food, but I mostly relied on his ass to supply those needs. He never uses his bathroom, and rather just goes where ever he must in the house.

And for me, this was paradise. Being in Rimo’s ass all day is a dream. It’s absolutely magical, but sniffing and eating whatever he has to offer me. Nothing and I mean nothing! Can be better than this.

[gassyboybuttlover]

Ryan’s thick ass just beckoned you, and you always wanted to answer the call, but the chance never came. It just sat there. Waiting for you to come penetrate it and sniff all its farts. Whenever you thought about it, your dick rose. All you wanted was to cum inside him and smell all his gas. You want him to moan and fart so loud the whole world hears it. You wanted the world to know that you fucked him. That’s all you want in life and you know nothing will stand in the way.

The opportunity came when you visited his home state on a business trip. You were in a big city and you knew he lived more out in the country. So, you took every chance to go out and find him. You also kept track of his instagram and snapchat just in case he said where he was. Days went by until you finally found him. He was shopping for groceries and you finally laid your eyes on his magnificent ass in real life. It was ginormous. Seemed even bigger than the photos and you were ready to pounce. But blindly going at him in public isn’t smart, so what you decided to do was play safe now, but get him later. He was shopping for sugary snacks as you snuck up behind him, pretending to be getting some too. But you were standing right behind him when he squatted and farted. It was loud and wet and gave you a boner immediately. It smelled like shit and he probably did since there was now a noticable lump in his jean shorts. “Damn it! Not again!” Ryan yelled angrily. He stood up and looked around to see you. “Oh my God! I’m sorry,” he said all red and embarrassed. “For what? That was great!” You replied. He was shocked and looked down to see your ginormous boner and licked his lips. “You need someone to help you clean up that mess?” You asked while grabbing his huge ass. Your hands were below his underwear and you could feel his turd. It was slimy and gooey and his soft cheeks felt great. He gave you a smirk and said, “Yeah and the ones I’ll make later.”

With that you could no longer wait. You licked your fingers clean, and bought his groceries for him, mostly because there would be less judgement for someone who has a boner rather than someone who pooped themselves. Outside you gave him your number and you guys decided you’d meet up in your huge hotel room. It was all white and you loved the idea that you guys would get it all dirty.

You cleaned the room to be as clean as it could possibly be. The white was radiant and beautiful. The purest white you had ever seen and you were cover it with your future husband’s shit and ass.

You told Ryan to come on an empty stomach, so you could feed him chili. The chili was your own recipe to make anyone a farting machine. Filled to the brim with beans, onions, red peppers, etc. If this chili makes Ryan kill you with his farts and poop, then this was the best death you could ask for.

Soon you heard knocking at the door and you opened it to Ryan. He was sweaty and leaning against the door frame with his eyes closed open. “Oh! Hey, Ryan your here early,” You greeted him. His eyes shot open and he yelled, “I’m going blow and nuke everyone in this hotel, get into my ass!!!” He turned around and took off his shorts and underwear. He fell back onto me and closed the door. I was completely submerged into his ass and his messy hole. I heard him scream in pain and it happened.

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An hour long fart shot of his ass and into my face. It was rank, but it changed in smells as it went on. First it was eggy, next it was cheesy, then it smelled like sewage and hot garbage, and finished with a mix of sweat, shit, and his own B.O. I was in complete heaven and I was cumming throughout the entire hour. When it finished he lifted his ass and it made a squishy sound. “Thanks for enduring all of that,” he told me and helped me stand up. My legs were jelly and I fell over multiple times. Each time Ryan taking advantage and using his butt as my cushion and every time putting my face in between his cheeks and farting. Wow, this guy will never run out of gas. “You can eat the chili in the counter if you want to,” I said while lying on the floor. Ryan looked at it and dragged me along with my face in his crack. He grabbed the chili and began eating. “Oh, hell yeah!! Eat my ass!!!” He moaned loudly. BBBBRRRRTTTT!!! He ripped another large fart and continued eating. He was blowing both threw the bowls he ate and farts he gave. I loved to watch his hole flap open and close. “Know something,” he said in between mouth-fulls, “I got very lucky when it came to genetics. I got this fat ass and something very rare. My digestive track turns my food into gas pretty…” he grunted and pushed out a heavy fart, “quick,” he finished. “So you’re basically the perfect man for me?” You said dazed, from the gas. Ryan stopped eating and it became extremely quiet except for the grumbling of his stomach. “Only sexual-wise,” he said. It tone was depressed and he put the bowl full of chili down. It felt like hours. You decided to continue eating his ass until Ryan spoke.

“Lets just get this over with,” Ryan said blatantly and let go of me. When I got up he asked, “where’s the bed?” He didn’t even make eye contact. We made our way to the bedroon and I showed him the bed and he just crawled in. “Come on. Get in,” he said bored with his ass in the air. I dove in and ate him out but it didn’t feel so good knowing he wasn’t into it. I asked him to fart but he didn’t respond. Instead he moved down and rubbed his ass against my dick. I understood what he meant and began to pound him in hoping this would cheer him up, but all I got at most was a few moans here and there. After I came (for the twentieth time today) I laid beside him.

“I got to go,” Ryan finally said getting up and putting on his underwear. “But why,” I asked. “Nothing,” he told me. “That means there is something,” I concluded, “What was it? Was it something I did or said? Am I not long enough for you?” I questioned him. “Know something! Yeah it was something you said! ‘So you’re the perfect man for me?’ Are you serious! I’m a person not a peice of meat! You didn’t even know me except for that I had a big ass and nasty farts!” Ryan scolded and threw a pillow at me. I felt ashamed and embarrassed, because it was true. I planned to have an entire life with him, but I barely knew him. I was so blinded by my lust for him that I didn’t think straight and rationally about this. I slapped my for forehead in disbelief and Ryan could tell he was right. “I knew it. You guys are all the same,” He said disappointed. “No! I’m not!” I yelled standing on the bed. “We can get to know each other now! I like to cook and eat food, go cycling, and to dance in clubs!” You spatted out. You were in such a panic you weren’t even sure if that was true or not. “Oh my gosh, now I love you forever!” He said sarcastically. He had put his shirt and underwear on. “Is there anything I can say to make you stay?” I asked. “No, there isn’t!” Ryan responded with, struggling to put his pants on. “Please, at least one more fart,” I pleaded. It was then Ryan’s gut started to gurgle. His entire stomach as been inflated, and it looks as if he is about to pop. “I think something bad is going to happen,” I said scared. Ryan then looked up at me and said, “Tell you what. I’ll give you a chance and date you for a little bit if you can handle this fart. It’s going to be my biggest one in life and is going to stink. It might last hours, or days, or even weeks,” I looked at his ass and told him, “Get that ass onto my face,” Ryan took off his pants and underwear and sat down on my face. And he let it rip.

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1 entire week inside Ryan’s ass. It was dark and humid in there with the absolute rotten smells that would come out of his ass. It felt as if the world was shaking from his fart. How I survived was incredible. I didn’t get dehydrated because of Ryan’s fart being so wet at some points I was able lick up all the moisture and not to mention I devoured his turds. My boner was so hard it felt as if was going to fall off. I was also dragged around on my knees, stuck inside Ryan’s ass. Ryan tried to work out with me in his ass, but that didn’t work, and since he kept eating, the fart went on for far longer than it should have. But not complaining about that for sure.

When it was over Ryan didn’t get up. “I know you want to stay in there, so I’ll give you a choice. Either you stay in my ass forever and we live happily ever after, or we just part ways and we don’t talk ever again,” He lifted my head out of his ass. It felt so weird to see light and smell fresh air again. I looked at him and saw a bowl of chili in his hand. I looked down at his stomach and it looked bigger than when the fart started. I smiled at him and he smiled back at me. “I’ll stay with you forever,” I said excitedly. “Then French kiss my ass like you mean it,” he told me. I went back in and I felt his hole and stomach shake from the pent up gas he had inside him and I kissed his hole. With that his hole pulsed and the whole same week, started right back up again.

And it happened again, and again, and again, and again.

[gassyboybuttlover]

I just took the fattest shit of my life. Wish I had caught it on camera, making you want to eat my ass and lick my shit up and smell my farts. I normally the sniffer but being the dominant one every once an a while doesn't hurt