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WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR?

'Oh yeh, this has done it' I thought as I finished the last slice of pizza. Extra meat and extra cheese, the greasier the better. This was on top of of the full fry up I'd had for breakfast. The cabbage stew for lunch. Topped off with a protein shake. Not that I'd been to the gym today, that wasn't the point. I'd just had one, on top of all that heavy food, to get myself nice and gassy. My stomach was bloated with gas and it was starting to bubble away inside.

I have been planning this day for a while now. Ever since I worked out my friend, Joel, had a fart fetish. At first I'd thought it was just the usual, gay guy fancying his straight best friend. I didn't mind, he was free to lust after my ass. Nothing would happen, but he was free to look. But I realised he liked it more than just to look at. I'm a gassy guy and my blasts can clear a room, but not Joel. He'd always make a comment on them. Hed sit on the floor next to me, said it was "more comfortable". No amount of farts would shift him. He'd just get closer through the night.

Now he'd never admit it to me, he was too shy. I felt bad for the guy. He didn't have much luck with pulling guys, maybe his fetish made it hard. So I'd decided to help him out. I planned a day of food that I knew would aggravate my stomach, get me all gassed up, and invited Joel over to watch a film.

He arrived on time, which was great because I could not hold these in for much longer. As he sat down in his usual spot on the floor I went to the TV and turned it on, making sure to silently release a fart and crop dust him as I walked past. He didn't say anything but I caught him staring at my ass as I passed. So on the way back to the sofa I turned and stood in front of him as I loaded Netflix, letting him get a good view.

Releasing another small silent fart, only this time in his face, I looked down. "Do you need anything?"

"No...no...I'm good. Shall we start the film?"

I sat down on the sofa next to him and pressed play. The film hadn't been going for more than 5mins when I let out an enormous fart.

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After holding them in and only releasing the silent wisps so far, this one had erupted out. More than I'd planned.

"That was a big one!" Joel joked, laughing a little. "Gassy today? Thought I smelt one when you got up"

"Yeh, my stomach is rough. Sorry about that"

"It's fine. You know it doesn't bother me".

The smell of the fart lingered, it had a meaty scent, one of my better ones.

But I was just getting going. I let out a couple more silent ones to really fill the room. Letting Joel stew in my fumes. Never once saying anything. Happily sitting there, watching the film he'd say of course, but still he was inhaling pure methane. I knew my suspicions were right, no one else would have stayed in the room, let alone sit so close to the source.

It was time to push it. I let out a triple assault.

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Laughing as I unloaded I began wafting the air. "Oh man, they stink! Here, breathe through this", and I handed him a cushion of the other end of the couch.

Joel took it, faked using it as a mask for a second, then just gave me his innocent smile and placed it behind him. "Ha, thanks, but I'm fine, I'm used to your butt bombs".

Damn this guy loves my gas. Needed to crack him before I eventually ran out. I wanted him to openly embrace it, not just sneak sniffs from the side. I decided to give him a little treat to tide him over, until he was ready to open up.

The farts were now putrid, even for me and I'm used to my own flavour. The milk from the protein shake was really kicking in. But I was able to let out some quiet wet ones. I moved the cushion next to me down a bit so half of it was under my ass. Then for 10mins released a constant stream of silent farts on to it.

Casually I pulled it out and passed it to Joel, need another cushion? I could feel how warm it was from the farts and being flattened under my big ass.

Joel looked like he was going to decline it, then the smell must have hit him. Could have sworn his eyes glazed over, he took it and placed it behind his head but turning so his face was pressed up against the scented fabric. He wasn't even facing the film now.

I watched as huffed on the cushion, away in his own little world. The first cushion he had behind his back was pulled out and placed over his crotch to cover, I assume, evidence he was pitching a tent. I was thrilled.

"Hey, Joel, I have a gift for you"

"What is..." Joel began before being interrupted as I slid down the sofa and turned so his face was mms from my hole

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My fart exploded in his face. I swear it blew his hair.

Joel looked shocked. "Damn, man, what you do that for?"

"It was a gift, I knew you'd like it"

"I don't like your farts"

"Sure you do! You're always sitting next to me, despite how gassy I am. Tonight I have been actively butt bombing this room and you have been vaccuming them all up. Plus you have been glued to a literal fart cushion for 10mins. Mate I paused the film and you never noticed!"

It was quite cute to see him get all flustered. He went a little red too.

"I don't...I just don't mind..."

"Don't worry about it" I said. "It doesn't bother me. I mean I've had no issue when you walked behind me on the stairs so you can stare at my fat ass, though I suppose you were back there sniffing it secretly. I don't mind when you make jokes about it. We're friends, it's just fun for me, and something you really want."

Joel didn't say anything, I may have doubted my instinct had it not been for one fact. He still hadn't moved. My ass remained hovering inches from his face.

"Honestly, just admit..."

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"...you have..."

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"...a fart fetish".

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With each toxic blast Joel closed his eyes and sniffed deeply. When the last fart ended he looked up at me. Eyes watering. Clearly conflicted to unload his biggest secret. As seconds ticked like an eternity, the silence lingering along with the smell of my farts in the air, Joel eventually reached for his cock and gave it a gentle squeeze. I could see it pressed hard against the waistband of his jeans. That moment of pleasure must have tipped him over, he looked at my ass and whispered, "I have a fart fetish". And with that he dove in, sniffing the back of my joggers and getting his nose up in my crack. "Thank you!"

I lay there, proud of myself as Joel pigged out. "You're welcome...

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...what are friends for?"

str8brostink

fartcushion

When my brother was back from uni for the holidays he mostly just stayed in his old room. Like a hermit he'd sit in the dark for hours and watch TV or play games. I never understood what he was doing in there that meant whenever he came out the hallway would be flooded with the most noxious odour I'd ever smelt.

boynipplesorbet

jakespot7

I stood, leaning against the doorframe of my room looking at him. My dick twitched in my jeans as I remembered what it felt like pushing it inside of him. Something that most brothers don't know about each other, how you feel together, how good it can be.

I knew it was dangerous letting him stay with me when no one else was home. We hadn't done anything together in years but back when we did, we did things as much and often as possible. The amount of loads I had put in him was probably more than I had anyone else.

I undid my pants and let my cock fall out. After stepping out of them I pulled off my shirt and took off my socks. My dick was hard, I knew I shouldn't but I missed this, missed doing this with him after all this time.

He turned and smiled at me. "Hey, Chris," he said.

"Hey," I smirked.

I crawled on top of him, laying my body on his. My dick was already leaking as I lined it up and slowly pushed inside. Feeling him slowly wrapping around me. It brought a rush of euphoria as I connected with him in the most intimate way possible.

His ass was just as tight as I remembered, just as perfect. Our parents had no clue that my little brother was the perfect sexual partner for me. That so many times I fucked others, I had wished it was him instead.

"God I missed you," I whispered in his ear and kissed his neck.

"Me too," he replied and pushed his ass up into me.

I felt the last of my cock disappear into him. I began to slowly hump and fucking him. Working our bodies together, making love to one another.

I lifted up and looked down and watched as my cock entered and left him. It was the most beautiful thing to see.

I worked in and out of him, knowing he was loving it as much as I was. Hearing his moans and whispering my name was pushing me closer and closer to orgasm. It was like he knew.

"Cum in me, I need it," my brother told me.

I grabbed his hips and pulled him up to his knees and began to slam my body into his. Feeling his beautiful ass slapping against me, his tight hole squeezing around my dick perfectly.

"I needed you too," I said louder than I meant. "Only my brother can make me feel like this, fuck! I love you so much!"

"I love you!" He moaned and I felt his ass squeezing my cock.

He was cumming all over my sheets as I lost it and began giving him my seed. I felt myself emptying deep inside of him, giving him every bit of my cum. Fuck, why did I stop doing this? I collapsed on him, my dick still hard.

"This is going to be a great weekend," my little brother said as I caught my breath.

"Why only the weekend?" I chuckled.

"Good point," he replied.

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jakespot7

“See, it’s easy. Just like this,” my brother said as he held my hand. “You like it?” He asked.

“Yeah, it’s cool. You’re cool with me helping you?” I asked as I kept stroking him and he let go.

“Hell yeah, I’m cool with it. Your hand feels so much better than me doing it,” he said and put his hands behind his head. “God damn I could get used to this. Anytime you want to play with my dick. I’m down, okay?”

“Okay,” I said.

I noticed he had gotten hard watching a show. He wasn’t trying to hide it at all so I just asked if he was horny. Next thing I know, I’m asking him if I could touch it and then him showing me how he likes to be rubbed.

I put my hand under his shirt and slipped it under the waistband of his shorts, he didn’t stop me as I felt his dick in my hand for the first time. I slowly jerked him off as he stared down at what I was doing, every once in awhile looking over at me and smiling.

“You like my cock?” He asked with a smirk.

I nodded yes.

“I like your hand on it, do you want to take it out?” He asked me.

I reached over with my other hand and pulled down his shorts, his cock was big and it was wet at the tip. I continued stroking my brother and getting him off as he watched and enjoyed.

He kept looking over at me, he was really getting into it. My hand was moving faster and faster, his pre-cum was making his dick wet. I couldn’t help it and I just leaned over and sucked on the end of him.

“Fuck yeah, suck it,” he said under his breath.

That was all I needed to hear, I started giving him a blowjob. I was so horny for him. It was wild having my own family in my mouth, and he didn’t even mind, he liked it.

I bobbed up and down, using my lips, spit, and hand to give him pleasure. The way he moaned drove me crazy. Hearing my own brother enjoying my mouth was even better than I thought it could be.

“You’re going to make me nut,” he said softly, slightly moving his hips upward into my mouth.

“Mmm,” I mumbled with my lips around his cock.

“Fuck, you want it?” He said and thrust a bit faster. “You want that tasty nut of mine? Show me you want it,” he was filled with lust as he talked to me.

All I could do was moan and move my head and hand more, showing him the best I could that that was exactly what I wanted. My own Brothers seed, shooting in my mouth so I could swallow and make it a part of me.

“Here it comes,” he said just before it filled my mouth.

Salty cum filled my mouth and I swallowed it down. This was perfect, exactly what I hoped for. I knew he was as horny as I was, I heard him jerking in his room all the time. He definitely was going to let me drain him all the time.

eliostory

New Story! What would be like to live a whole week with a gassy roomate?

hotmalemix

lifewithdavefarts

(18+ CONTENT) A series of kinky fart stories about two best buds in their late 20s/early 30s: Tim, a gay guy with a fart fetish, and Dave, his gassy, straight best bud (and, eventually, roommate).

The episode list below is going to be updated whenever new stories are being written or coming soon.

Thanks everyone and have (kinky) fun!

0. Dave, My Best Friend

1. FartsApp

2. Emergency Shower

3. Fart Race

4. Post Gym Gas

5. Drunken Fart Contest

6. Fart Bet, Easy Bucks

7. The Noisy Roommate

8. Lather, Rinse, Inhale!

9. Trapped In The Closet

10. The Elevator

str8brostink

fartcushion

When a guy begs and pays you to use them as a fart cushion only to realise it's not as good as they imagined. The smell actually makes them feel sick. The weight of your ass is hurting their face and nose. It's not as arousing as they thought it would be.

Oh well, he's got like 50mins left that he's paid for, and these farts have to go somewhere. Besides, it's not like you can hear his pleas from under your fat cheeks, and his moans are drowned out by each fart. How were you to know they were grabbing your ass for air and not just because they couldn't resist your peach, they're only human after all.

str8brostink

brothers play a game of rock, paper, scissors….the loser have to take a nasty fart directly in the face! bet you’d love to play with them

fartsmellafiction

The Superglue, Part 3, FINALE (maybe?)

(18+ mlm fart fiction, no scat but shit referenced)

I woke up in the morning to a classic Jordan fart right up my nose. I was laying on my back, Jordan's ass still glued to my face above me. I felt as he reached down and pulled out his dick, stroking his morning wood. I stayed silent, listening as he moaned quietly to himself. After he finished, he let out another rancid fart.

"Rise and shine fartface! We gotta figure out how to get you out of me before I shit myself."

Within half an hour, Jordan, his friends, and I were on our way to the parking lot. There wasn't as much activity this time in the morning, so there were less laughs coming our way as we passed by common areas. Jordan's friends drove us somewhere while we laid out in the back seat. Naturally Jordan was very happy to let out a few more farts on the way. I was starting to get used to them.

We pulled up somewhere and got out of the car. The boys helped me get my knees on the skateboard before we continued.

"This is my brother's house," Jordan explained to me as we got inside, "he's on vacation out of town, but he said we could come here so we could try to get us separated."

The boys stood around for a while, eating food and thinking about what to do. Jordan messed with some of his brother's mail, opening letters that weren't addressed to him.

"Dude, isn't your brother gonna know you opened his shit?"

"No dude," Jordan said, "You just lick the edges of the envelope and stick it back down. Good as new."

Gary chimed in, "Shouldn't we feed this dude? He's been stuck in your ass for a whole day now. He hasn't even had any water."

The boys agreed, leaving their conversation about the mail to get some food together for me. There was a small amount of space down Jordan's ass crack that they could use to get the food to me. I opened my mouth and slurped as they poured soda down to me. It tasted mostly like Jordan's crack sweat, but it was better than nothing. They tried to shove a sandwich down, too, but it was too big.

We went upstairs and tried the shower again, but just like before, it didn't work. We spent another few hours trying everything we could. There were tutorials online for how to get unstuck from actual superglue, but none of them helped. I was starting to think this might be my life from now on.

Another fart escaped Jordan's asshole and erupted into my face.

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Jordan froze. "Oh shit. I gotta go."

"Go where?" Gary asked.

"No, I mean I gotta go. Like, to the bathroom. And not just to piss."

I tried to keep myself from vomiting as Jordan climbed the stairs towards the bathroom. This was NOT about to happen. It couldn't!

We got to the bathroom, but Jordan didn't sit immediately. He grabbed the towel rack on the wall and gripped it.

"I'm gonna try my hardest to hold everything in. You have to just keep pushing yourself out, got it? I won't be able to hold it in forever."

I grabbed his ass and pushed it away, pulling my head back as hard as I could. Jordan breathed in and out, his asshole tightening as he held in his shit. Several minutes went by of this, but his ass just wouldn't budge. My imagination lingered to what might be able to happen, but I stopped myself. I couldn't think about it or I'd throw up right into his hole.

Too much time went by. In desperation, Jordan slammed the back of my head down against the toilet bowl and squatted down. He grunted as he tried to hold his shit in. His sweat dripped down to my face as he moaned in agony. His friends came in and watched as he stripped all of his clothes off.

"Dude, you look like you're gonna explode!"

"This isn't gonna be pretty!"

Jordan screamed as he scrunched his asscheeks together. I pushed against his ass with my hands, begging and pleading for it to just come off. My hands kept slipping off Jordan's ass because of just how much sweat was pouring down. He was drenched.

I knew the boys couldn't hear me, but I started yelling anyway. Not to them, but to anyone. God, Jesus, fucking Prophet Muhammed, whoever could help me. "Please get him off! I can't do this! Please just get him off of me!" As I screamed, spit flew out of my mouth and hit Jordan's hole. It slowly dripped down to where my face and his ass were connected. My eyes shot open as I felt a slight loosening.

I started beating the side of the wall, reaching out to Jordan's friends. They just shook their heads, thinking there was no help for me now. Tears streamed from my eyes as I grasped around, looking for anything to help get their attention. My hands clasped around a tube of toothpaste by the sink. I opened it and started squeezing it out all over the counter.

"Dude what the fuck are you doing?!"

With terrific fervor I spelled it out letter by letter. S-P-I-T

The boys looked at each other. "Do you really think it could work?"

"Do you really want to find out? I don't want to be too close to that thing when Jordan finally blows. It might not be worth it."

I slammed my fist into the wall, shaking the room. One of them sighed.

"We have to. If it'll save him from having to literally eat shit, we need to try."

The boys dropped to their knees next to me. Jordan was quivering so hard the toilet water was splashing from side to side. The boys helped Jordan lean to the side as far as he could. I could hear him whimpering, trying to keep his shit in as much as possible. The boys' faces lowered to the side of Jordan's ass, right where it connected to my face. "Well, here goes nothing."

The boys started gliding their tongues in between my face and Jordan's ass, his sweat pouring right down onto their tongues. They grimaced, but kept going anyway. His ass slowly peeled away from my face as their spit wiped the fart-glue away. I could feel their tongues gliding closer and closer until finally one side of my face was free.

I gasped as I was able to turn my face towards the fresh air. Half of it was still glued to Jordan's ass, but at least I could breathe.

They started on the other side, licking and licking. Finally, like the sound of a sticky note being ripped off the pad, my face peeled off Jordan's ass and I fell backwards against the wall.

Jordan screamed. "It's coming! Get out, now!"

The boys jumped up and ran out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind them. I jumped up and tried to follow them, but the door was locked from the outside. I could hear them laughing.

"We just licked that dude's ass just for you! You deserve at least a little torture for it!"

Jordan gripped the side of the bowl. "I'm gonna blow!"

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The sound reverberated and echoed off the walls like a bass boosted song at a nightclub. It shook the room so hard I lost balance and fell to the floor. Jordan moaned as it all flowed out of his muscular body. The smell filled the room, noxious and rancid like a sewage dump. I gagged as all I could breathe in was the smell of his shit and farts. His ass continued to erupt like a volcano, thickening the air. My vision blurred and my muscles weakened. I collapsed onto the floor and passed out.

I woke up three hours later on Jordan's brother's couch. Jordan was asleep on a big chair across the room. His friends were giggling as they went back and forth between us, farting in each of our faces. I was so exhausted and dizzy I just let them do it. Their farts were nothing compared to what I just went through. Maybe I should transfer to a new college.

Thanks for reading! I actually really liked this premise so I’ll probably do a continuation or a separate story with a similar concept.

fartsmellafiction

The Superglue, Part 2

(18+ mlm fart fiction, piss content)

Jordan’s buddies howled with laughter as he explained his theory.

“I’m serious! I think my wet fart glued his face to my ass! What the fuck am I supposed to do now?”

The lanky one spoke. “We’ll have to wet your ass or something. Let’s go to the bathroom.”

“And how am I supposed to walk with this dork in my ass?”

“You’ll have to walk slow. He’ll be stuck on his knees.”

Jordan stood and began shuffling down the hallway. Every step pulled my face with him. My knees hurt as I crawled on them down the cold tile floor. I heard a door open ahead of us, and after a moment the flooring changed.

“Watch the door, Gary” said the lanky one, “make sure nobody gets in.”

The chubby boy left. We shuffled over to the sink and turned on the water. The lanky boy wet his hand and tried shoving it in between my face and Jordan’s ass. Neither would budge; the water was doing nothing.

“Fuck this,” Jordan snapped after a few minutes, “I gotta piss.”

Jordan dragged me along to a urinal and pulled down the front of his shorts. I listened as the loud sound of Jordan’s piss splashing against the urinal echoed in the quiet bathroom. The sound was enhanced by my physical contact with him. He finished up and washed his hands, trying one last time to use the water to separate us from each other.

“Maybe we should try the showers? I’ll grab my skateboard real quick for the dude’s knees so we can go faster.”

The lanky boy disappeared out the bathroom door. Now we were alone.

“Listen dude, we gotta get you outta my ass ASAP. Soon enough my last meal’s gonna be your next one. I like farting on you weirdos but that’s a bit much.”

I opened my mouth to agree, but regretted it as Jordan pushed out a quick fart. It was timed perfectly and flew right into my mouth. I tried coughing but it was no use. He laughed.

“See, at least there’s some good parts to this. You get a front row seat to ALL of my farts.”

Jordan let a few more farts out before the lanky boy finally returned. They put the skateboard under my knees and we made our way to the dorms. I heard tons of people laughing at us on our way. Was this how I was always going to be remembered? The Assface Dude?

We went up the elevator - naturally Jordan took it as a perfect opportunity to let out more farts. I listened as we rolled over into the showers and Jordan’s two minions forced everyone out.

The first thing we tried was showering. To no one’s surprise, it didn’t work. Even soap didn’t help. All it did was get me and my clothes soaked.

“I have a really bad idea,” Gary said.

“Oh god. What?” groaned Jordan.

“What if it’s like a jellyfish sting? Maybe it needs a… special type of liquid to fix the issue.”

If I wasn’t basically making out with an asshole I would’ve told them that that’s not even true, but unfortunately nobody would hear me from in here. Jordan agreed and both other boys unzipped their pants. I screamed, but the only response I got was a hissing fart from Jordan right down my throat.

Warm liquid hit Jordan’s crack and poured across the top of my head. I cringed as the two piss streams made their way down what was left of my exposed face and joined at my chin, splashing down onto the floor as one. After they finished, we pulled. Nothing happened.

“Well, two dudes just pissed on me for nothing,” said Jordan, “so that’s great.”

They washed my hair and wiped off Jordan’s ass before continuing to brainstorm.

“Maybe if you fart like.. SUPER hard, it’ll force his face out?” said the lanky one.

“Great idea, Steve. I’ll try.”

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The fart that shot out of Jordan’s ass was like a punch in the face. It came out so forcefully I almost thought it’d work, but nothing. All it did was hurt like hell and smell like satan. Jordan tried a few more power farts, but still it didn’t work.

“What the fuck else can we try?!” Jordan yelled, “at this point we might as well bring all the guys in here and see if their cum can unstick him.”

“Should we really try that?”

“No! I just… let’s just go to the dorm and hope he gets unstuck by morning. If not he’s gonna have alot more than my farts getting shoved down his throat.”

I shivered at the thought. We wheeled away to Jordan and Gary’s room. Gary let a few farts out on the back of my head for laughs, but other that we all just sat in silence and listened as I inhaled Jordan’s near-constant gas. A few hours went by before Gary put in his noise canceling headphones and fell asleep in his bed.

“Hey ass kid? I have some porn pulled up but I know you can’t see it. Want to rub each other off to it?”

I let out a muffled HUH?!

“Oh come on, you’re literally in my ass. I think we’re close enough now to touch each other’s dicks. Deal?”

I nodded as best as I could. The sounds of sex and women moaning played out of Jordan’s phone. He reached down and undid my pants, pulling out my dick. He pumped lotion into both of our hands and started touching me.

Look, this might not be the best situation ever, but this was pretty nice.

I reached up and grabbed Jordan’s dick. The angle made rubbing him off weird, but it worked well enough. After a few minutes we both came. Out of curiosity Jordan tried mixing our cum and applying it to the sides of my face, but it didn’t work. He sighed and laid face down on his bed.

Trapped in Jordan’s ass, I found it hard to fall asleep. The various farts and other weird noises kept me awake. Eventually I got so lightheaded from the smell that I drifted off.

I dreamt of superglue, piss, farts, and the thought of my cum on Jordan’s ass.

fartsmellafiction

The Superglue, Part 1

(18+ mlm fart fiction)

It was a warm August day when I first came to my new private college. The buildings were super modern and the price was insane. I was surprised I was even able to afford the place, but scholarships and luck really do help out.

Classes hadn't started yet, but I wanted to go find where my classes would be early to get an idea of the lay of the land. I stepped into one of the buildings and walked down a white tiled hallway. There were empty classrooms with glass windows along the walls, making them easy to see into from the hallway. I got to the right room and peered through the windows. It was a basic classroom setup. There was someone on the computer at the professor's desk, speaking with someone else in a chair just in front of them. Thinking I might be able to meet my professor early, I sat down on the far side of a bench across the hall and waited for the student inside to leave.

Footsteps and laughter echoed down the hallway. I looked as three dudes turned the corner. One was huge and muscular, another shorter and chubby, the last was tall and lanky. The muscular one walked past, but the other two plopped down on the floor right by me. I stared at him as he walked away. He had shoulder length blonde hair, wore a grey beanie, and was wearing khaki shorts with a white tank top.

"Jordan! Let's hang out here for a bit. Let me show you this video."

Jordan turned back around and sat next to me on the bench. I stared at them, puzzled. It was like they didn't even see me. But clearly they had to, or Jordan wouldn't have sat on the opposite side of the bench.

At least, that's what I thought. The lanky boy pulled out his phone, but Jordan couldn't see the video from where he was. He stood up and walked over to his friend. I figured he would sit on the floor with them, but then I found myself staring at his ass inches away from my face. He lowered down and plopped right onto my lap.

He grinded his ass into my crotch and sighed. "This'll do nicely. Hope you don't mind, but I couldn't see from there."

My face turned bright red. I was frozen. Part of me wanted to push him off, but my growing boner forced me to stay and stick through with it. I just nodded silently and stared at the video as it played.

The video showed Jordan and his friends in baseball uniforms. It looked like they were in a high school locker room. There was a quivering nerd-looking dude backed up against the lockers. The boys laughed at him.

Jordan then approached the boy. He turned around and stuck his butt into the boy's face. His ass visibly vibrated as a massive volcanic eruption of a fart ripped right in the boy's face. The boy called out for help, but his screams were suddenly muffled as Jordan fully shoved his ass against the boy's face. His whole head was enveloped in Jordan's huge ass. More farts rang out as the boy squirmed, but the chubby boy was holding him down. Fart after fart rang out, and eventually, the boy went completely limp. The boys roared with laughter and began drawing dicks on the fainted nerd's face. The video ended.

Jordan and his buddies laughed just as they had back then. Originally him sitting on me made me feel a bit turned on, but now I was just horrified. Was that why he sat on me? Was he wanting to do that to me? I tried to push him off me, but he didn't budge.

"Someone's getting worried now, aren't they?" he said, grinning devilishly as he stared back at me.

His friends laughed, giddy with anticipation. One of the boys pulled out his phone and started recording.

"What's up everybody, it's ya boy Jordan," he said to the camera, "it's my first day here in college and I figured it was time for me to make my mark on this place. You guys back in high school already know what I can do, but these college kids have another thing coming. Time for Exhibit A."

I screamed as a fart ripped out of Jordan's ass and vibrated against my crotch. I could feel the fart bubbles racing out of his hole, up the side of my dick, and out into the little air in between us. The bubbles popped, releasing their stinking gas right under my nose. The chubby boy shoved something in my mouth, keeping me from screaming too loud. The smell of the fart lingered up to my nose. It was like rotten meat and eggs. Tears escaped my eyes as he pushed out another three farts.

"Now for the big guns," Jordan said ecstatically.

He raised up and ripped off his khaki shorts, revealing his bouncy, hairy ass to the camera. I barely had time to admire it before the gag was torn out of my mouth and everything went dark. He backed up all the way against the wall, shoving my face deeper and deeper into his crack. I felt the tip of my nose graze just above his hole. I tried to scream, but it was muffled by his ass.

BBBBBBBBRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT

I thought the farts from earlier smelled awful, but they had been filtered by the shorts. This fart was like every dumpster in the world was shoved right up my nose. It was a wet one - I could feel the slickness against my face. A few more farts tortured my nose before I heard the noise of the recording being ended.

Jordan tried to move off me, but my face came with him. We both froze. He grabbed the side of my head and pulled, but it didn't budge. I pressed my hands against his ass (which felt very nice) and pushed with him, but still nothing. We both realized what was happening.

"Uhhhh... guys. I think I have a problem."

Part 2 Coming Soon!

fartsmellafiction

The Club, Part 2

(18+ eprocto mlm fart fiction)

(Part 1)

Intrigued, I followed the man as he sauntered over to another man in the dungeon. He whispered in his ear and they began giggling. The guy who sucked me off before joined in their whispering. The guy I followed stood and beckoned me back to the mattress.

“On your knees,” he commanded. I dropped down, ready for whatever plan the three men had hatched. They each turned around - one to my left, one to my right, and one directly in front of me - and backed up. Each of their asses pressed against my head, locking it in place.

PRRRRRRTTTTT

BBBBUUUUUURRRRRTTT

TTTSSSSSSSSSSS

Three farts erupted simultaneously from each man. My whole head shook as the vibrations came at me from all sides. The three distinct fart smells blended together as they reached my nose. I opened my mouth to suck more of it in.

As more farts filled my lungs, we caught the attention of some of the other men. Soon, nearly all of them had gathered around to watch. The guy in front of me turned back around and pushed me down on my back. The various men flooded in, covering every surface of my body with their asses. Farts erupted into me from everywhere. I could feel them on my dick, my chest, my face, my legs, everywhere. The men kept farting.

Whoever was sitting on my face removed their underwear and sat back down. I opened my mouth and more farts pushed in. My cheeks were blown out as the farts filled my mouth and lungs. A fart erupted against my ear, another on the tip of my dick. It hardened again and stood up tall, Two or three asses soon pressed against it from different angles and kept farting. It only took a few minutes before I came again. A couple men softly licked me clean.

After some more whispers, the men sitting on me stood. They pushed me back up to my knees and surrounded me. I knew what this was. A bukakke.

Cum splashed against my face from every direction. It poured down my face and into my mouth. Much of it fell, sliding down the crevices of my body. I had no need to worry about washing it off though; a few men licked it off my shirtless body happily. As they finished licking the last of the cum off my face, the original farter from before gave me a big wet kiss. He blew cum he had kept in his mouth into mine, and I gulped it down. He removed his underwear and shoved it into his crack, farting. He dropped it inti a ziploc bag and handed it to me.

“To smell later.” He winked, farted in my face one last time, and walked off. After sniffing up the last of his fart, I rushed to my locker, got dressed, and hurried home. This was the best night of my life.

May continue this later, unsure <3

fartsmellafiction

The Club, Part 1

(18+ eproctophilia mlm fart story)

The red hand on the screen disappeared and the green walking man blinked into existence. I quickly crossed the street. Turning to continue down the sidewalk, I noticed the bright neon lights of my destination. I got to the door, flashed my id to the bouncer, and took a deep breath. Tonight would be my night.

I had heard of this club before online. It had some sort of sex dungeon in the basement where people were invited to engage in massive orgies. I went once and accidentally found out about their Wednesday kink nights. That week it was puppy play; after I saw some twink on his knees licking peanut butter off a dick and panting, I knew I needed to head out and come back another time. When scrolling their website, I saw the perfect opportunity. Gay male fart night.

I had been into farts since I was a kid. I noticed it the first time while at a friend’s house. We were having a sleepover and were laying in the same bed. He farted in his sleep, so I shimmied down under the covers and took it all in. It was heaven.

Hopefully, tonight would be even better. I squeezed my way through the dancing crowd and found the basement door. I stepped down the stairs and into a small room. A woman assigned me a temporary locker; I stripped down to my underwear and left everything else inside. She opened the door behind her and I entered the dungeon.

The first thing to hit me was the putrid smell. There were dozens of men scattered around the small square room. There were several mattresses on the floor, some couches, a few big fluffy chairs, and a counter in the corner with a sink. My dick hardened as my eyes adjusted and I really got a look at what was going on in the dark room. Men all over were sniffing each other’s farts.

Awkward and uneasy, I walked over to two guys on a mattress. One was on his knees in doggy style as the other sniffed fervorously around his underwear-clad ass. He looked up at me and smiled, scooting over to let me in. I dropped down and crawled up to the ass. My nerves disappeared and were replaced by complete arousal.

BRRRRRRRTTTTT

The fart erupted right in my face. My instincts took over as precum wet my underwear and I shoved my face in between his cheeks. He shimmied around and shoved me deeper in.

PRRRRRAAAAAAPPPP

I inhaled the next fart as much as I could. It filled my lungs and caused my dick to throb. The other man positioned himself under me and pulled at the waistband of my underwear, unleashing my dick. He began sucking it as more farts were unleashed into my lungs. As I moaned, a fart flew right into my mouth. The taste nearly killed me, but I had to have more. I took off the guy’s underwear and started licking his hole. He pushed out more farts, filling my entire system. I sniffed and licked and sniffed and licked. It was better than heaven; it was everything.

The guy under me swallowed as my cum filled his mouth. The farter flipped himself around, revealing his own cock to me. I started to lick the sweat off his balls first, but quickly moved on to just straight up sucking his dick. He began farting in his hand and placing it below my nose as I satisfied him. The guy below me started tonguing my hole, and I accidentally let a little fart out. He sniffed it up and continued to lick.

His cum filled my mouth and I gulped it all down. He lifted my head up, making eye contact with me.

“I just got a great idea.”

(Part 2)