Men. And Some of the Things I Like About Them.

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The look of pure satisfaction on this roided monsters face as a tiny twink half his size gropes those enormous slabs of tit meat is the hottest thing imaginable.

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YOUR GASSY BOYFRIEND

After that, Kit stands up and stretches like a cat waking from a nap. He lifts his body slightly to the side, intentionally directing one of his buttocks towards your face, while giving you a devilish smile. A robust and damp fart sounding like a trombone escapes easily from your british boyfriend's ass. BBRRRPBPRBPPPPBRPBPR! “Oh man, that one had layers! Phew!”, he says proudly while fanning the contaminated air with exaggeration. You feel a strange sensation crawl up your spine as he says that, raising your dick up like a flagpole and making every hair on your body stand on end at once, while wondering how you've gone so long without this monument of a man doing something so socially disapproved and irresistible at the same time.

Kit now had his ass literally in front of you, holding the remote and flicking through the various movies and series on some random streaming service. He had a concentrated look on his face, most likely searching for something erotic for you two to watch, considering you were both still rock hard. He grunts in frustration at not finding anything worthwhile. You hear a rumbling sound coming from his stomach. Apparently, the heavy snack from the diner was taking effect.

Another noise is heard. He presses one hand firmly against his abdomen. With the other, he holds your head and brings it closer to his butt, pressing your face firmly against the black fabric of Kit's pajamas. You could practically hear the gas building inside him. Without saying anything, continuing to flick through the movies with the remote as casually as possible, he gives a subtle lift to his left leg. PPPPPRPPRPRPRPPTPPTPTPTPTPTPTTP! A strong, nauseating and devastating odor of onions and rotten cheese filled your nose completely, forcing its way through your nostrils until it reached your lungs, filling them with your boyfriend's brutal gas. "I didn't even know Kit liked onions", you thought to yourself as you inhaled all the charged air like a vacuum cleaner.

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ANTHONY AND GABRIEL: BREAKFAST

Anthony is a thin white boy, with dark hair and eyes, average height, thin face and is known for being extremely handsome, having been called to work in modeling agencies a few times, but always ended up refusing because he didn't find the job interesting enough. He always wears black clothes and is in his twenty-five years of age.

The young man is known to be generally very quiet in social settings, preferring his own space in his apartment to going out at crowded parties. However, when he's surrounded by people he likes, Anthony can be really funny and a great partner.

He lives with his best friend, the 21-year-old named Gabriel, who is a skinny boy with messy brown hair, slightly shorter than Anthony and with almond-colored eyes. Gabriel is quite shy and somewhat reserved, but when he is with his friend Anthony he feels more confident and open, since the two get along very well together.

Some people sometimes tried to trick Gabriel out of being "too nice" or not knowing how to assert himself, but Anthony usually showed up to warn or protect him, even though he wasn't that outgoing and brave either.

Gabriel is a college football player, being one of the best strikers. And as much as he's considered "short" compared to the rest of the players, he makes up for it in muscle, taking his diet and workouts very seriously. Anthony always supports Gabriel in his games, cheering for the team and celebrating when his best friend scores a goal.

Anthony and Gabriel live in England and have been friends since they were teenagers, having met while still at school and passing the entrance exam together. Today, they attend the same medical school, which is called ''The Royal College of Cambridge''. However, it is far from their hometown, so they had to share a one-bedroom apartament in the new city. The Royal College of Cambridge is so named for its connection with the royal family, which had a strong influence on its creation, helping to build it through investments.

As it is a very renowned and sought-after college, they need to wear clothes in character, in the style of ''dark academia''. Wearing such formal clothes wasn't such a big problem for Gabriel, who always followed the rules, but it certainly bothered Anthony, who couldn't wear his comfy black t-shirts every day. But either way, Anthony didn't deny one thing: he looked fucking hot in that uniform.

As a way to cut expenses for their families, they decided on an apartment with only a single room, but with two beds. The right side of the room belonged to Anthony, who decorated it with black bedding and a poster of his favorite series ''Peaky Blinders''. Gabriel, on the other hand, who took the left side, had his bed linen in white, with posters of "Game of Thrones" pasted on the wall.

Now, our two protagonists are in the kitchen of their apartment, having breakfast with toast, coffee, butter and fruit, accompanied by a delicious orange juice before going to class. And, as much as they both have to present manners and value good education throughout the day in college (especially Gabriel), when they are alone they also value the intimacy and freedom they have through... well....

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Anthony's burp reverberated through the kitchen, making the walls look like they were under the onslaught of an earthquake. If there was one thing the boy loved, it was challenging himself with gaseous demonstrations. Anthony is extremely disappointed when his burps aren't loud enough, just as he's very proud of himself when he lets out a fart powerful enough to fill the apartment with a green cloud of his own stench.

Gabriel, who was right next to Anthony, praised his friend's burp:

''Ha! That was a big one, man! I can smell the stench of that pepperoni pizza you had yesterday'', he said, happy for his best friend's demonstration.

''Thanks, bro. I had it stuck in my stomach for a while. And it's always nice to have someone to appreciate my talent around'', Anthony said happily.

Gabriel smiled and grabbed some toast to eat, while Anthony poured himself more orange juice. The two were talking about the classes they would have that day. The beginning of a new semester was waiting. While Anthony was enjoying a stuffed cookie, his friend Gabriel got up from his chair and directed his butt very close to the face of his friend.

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Three foul-smelling bombs hit Anthony in the face. The rotten smell of expired eggs combined with poorly digested meat spread through Anthony's nostrils to his lungs, infesting his insides with the putridity that came out of Gabriel's ass. His eyes watered at the grotesque smell, making him almost vomit up the stuffed cookies he had just eaten.

''Fuck you, Gabriel! Not in my face, man. This shit fucking reeks! What the fuck did you eat? You should see a doctor, seriously'', Anthony said angrily.

Gabriel, as shy and reserved as he was with other people, loved the intimacy he had with his best friend. And farting in each other's faces was something completely normal in the daily life of the two of them in the apartment. Anthony made him feel confident enough to show who he really was.

In fact, it was Anthony who was the real gas master in the apartment they shared. Gabriel has lost count of how many times his friend had locked him in their room after letting out a fart so rotten it could make flowers wither. Anthony's thunderous burps in his face was something he was more than used to, happening more than fifteen times a day. Sometimes they got so caught up in the game that Gabriel would try to guess what his friend had eaten by the smell of Anthony's burp, and if he got it right, he was rewarded with another long belch in his face.

Their intimacy might be something strange or unusual to some people, but it was a bond they both valued highly.

''Oh, I know you love my farts, man. You don't have to hide it anymore'', Gabriel said, mocking his friend.

Anthony burst out laughing. Getting up from his chair and throwing half of the toast he had just picked up on his plate, he stared into Gabriel's eyes, who knowing what was going to happen, ran to lock himself in their room. But Anthony was quicker, running to their bedroom behind his friend and blocking the door with one foot. As soon as he entered the room, he managed to throw himself on top of his friend, immobilizing him and directing his ass right at Gabriel's nose.

"This is your last chance. Apologize to the Fart Master!'', said Anthony.

''Never! I'm the Fart Master here'', Gabriel responded with his best friend's ass covering his face almost completely.

''Okay. You asked for it!''

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After creating what looked like a storm of odors inside his stomach, Anthony was able to guide them to his ass and then directly into Gabriel's nostrils. The foul smell of the baked beans Anthony had eaten burned his nose. Letting out fart after fart, Anthony filled Gabriel's face with gas as easily as he would fill a balloon with air. Gabriel's nose, now filled with a grotesque combination of stinking wind and the smell of expired milk from Anthony's coffee, had tears streaming down his eyes, searching for air relentlessly.

''Okay! Okay! You've won! Now let me out'', Gabriel said in a muffled voice between Anthony's big buttocks, and practically swallowing another one of his best friend's smelly farts.

''Then admit who the Fart Master is!'', roared Anthony.

Gabriel falls silent for a moment, almost as if he thought it was better to be plunged into yet another green cloud of stench from Anthony's digested eggs than to admit that his best friend was better at the art of gas than he was. Anthony, noticing Gabriel's reluctance, gave him a few more disgusting reasons to rethink his answer.

''Well, then I hope you like the baked beans I had yesterday, man.''

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''And also the omelette you prepared for me. It was delicious, bro!''

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''Or that piece of pepperoni pizza you gave me. But I think I'd better warn you: cheese makes me gassy as fuck.''

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For another twenty-five seconds or so, Anthony unleashed a veritable symphony of stench directly into Gabriel's face, filling his nose with a rotten gas of eggs, his lungs with the rottenness of a poorly digested pizza, and his insides with a fart so repulsive and bulky that it made the walls of the room shake, scaring the neighbors. With his eyes red from the smell of Anthony's farts and his tongue able to sense the grotesque taste of the beans his best friend had eaten, Gabriel finally gave up.

''Okay! Okay! You are the Gas Master. Just please stop farting in my face, bro. I beg you. I don't know what happened to your stomach, but your gas is unbearably stinky today. I can feel the rotten taste of the beans you ate on my tongue, man'', Gabriel said in despair.

Anthony, like the merciful friend he was, freed Gabriel from his gas chamber by patting his ass. When Gabriel stood up, Anthony put his arms around his shoulders, staring into his eyes like a hawk.

''Be careful, bro. Next time you challenge me, I'll leave you down there until you pass out. And you know I can do it, especially after a chicken pizza rotation'', Anthony announced laughing and looking at Gabriel again. ''And just as a refresher, how about some of the taste of the chocolate cookies and the coffee I had just now for breakfast?''

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Anthony loved burping and farting in Gabriel's face. It was one of his favorite things about their friendship. So when he did it, he felt a responsibility to do it well. Anthony moved his mouth in different ways, making sure that all the rotten gas in his stomach came out in the form of a burp to hit Gabriel's nose in full power, after all he wanted his friend to be able to enjoy the smell of the food he had just digested.

The sound was so loud that it made Gabriel's hair look like he was flying. The brown-haired boy had his face completely covered by the green cloud coming out of Anthony's mouth, breathing in that deleterious belch that his friend proudly produced.

''Ahhh! What a relief, man! You know, we can do it again tonight, I'd love to fart in your face another time. I'm going to have that hot dog from the cafeteria you like this afternoon, so the smell will be your thing'', Anthony said, trying to convince his friend while giving him a wink.

Gabriel looked at him, rosy cheeked and a little embarrassed.

''It's... I think I'd better pass this on, bro.''

''Are you sure? I can burp too if you want. That soda in the kitchen fills me up with gas, you already know it. The only problem is the rotten smell that lingers in the air afterwards, but once you take a few good sniffs, it's out quickly'', Anthony said, letting out a muffled and stinky belch with his mouth closed as he finished the sentence.

"I appreciate the proposal, but I'm not interested. Who knows, maybe another time?'', suggested Gabriel, joining in the fun with an ironic comment as well.

The two friends then went back to the kitchen to finish breakfast. Gabriel devoured some toast, while Anthony ate some of the delicious cake, getting his mouth a little dirty with the chocolate icing.

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Gabriel let out a long burp that reverberated through the kitchen and that must have lasted about ten seconds. The putrid smell hit Anthony's nose, and he took a good sniff.

''Wow, that toast you ate smells pretty strong. Can you give me some?''

Anthony tasted one of his friend's buttered toasts. His stomach also began to make noises, which grew and increased in volume until they reached his ass. Anthony then closed one of his eyes, lifted his left leg and unleashed a thunderous and powerful fart that infested the kitchen with a horrible smell of chocolate.

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Gabriel was momentarily taken aback, but soon burst into laughter. He couldn't help but express his initial astonishment, followed by a relaxed mood. Gabriel, laughing, said:

"Damn it, Anthony! That was awesome! Sometimes I wish I had the same ability as you to release such powerful farts. Literally anything you eat you turn into a gas bomb. It's amazing, bro." They both laughed together. Anthony, hearing his best friend speak, said:

"Well, what if we made a deal? I teach you a few tricks to improve your gastrointestinal skills, but in return you let me release some of my stinky farts in your face before bed. Are you up for it?''

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Gabriel's powerful fart came out as loud as a rocket turbine. If the downstairs neighbors weren't already awake, they surely woke up startled by this gaseous explosion. The stench wasn't a small feat either, raising a disgusting smell of rotten eggs soon after. The duration was also impressive, lasting about twenty-three seconds of pure fetid gas, being released with grin on Gabriel's face and a big sigh of relief at the end.

''Interpret that fart as a yes'', Gabriel replied.

Anthony smiled in response, ready to help his friend become better at the art of gases.

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Powerful masculine burp

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I’ve been asked if I really burp as much as I seem to, based on my text posts, so I recorded a bloat I did recently.  *Blushes red and hides their face.*

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When my boss is standing beside my desk and his huge butt is inches from my face I’m just mesmerised by the sight of his massive cheeks practically bursting out of his tight pants. The desire to bury my face deep into his crack is so overwhelming, I know I’d lose my job but every sense in my body is telling me that those few seconds of pure ass heaven would be totally worth it.

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The Counselor

Lately school had gotten to be too much for you, so you decided you’d set up an appointment with your counselor. You walked into the office, and were immediately in awe. You could see the outline of you counselor’s biceps through his dress shirt, as he was typing on the computer. You’d never met your counselor before, which you were currently regretting. “Hello, It’s great to meet you, I love meeting my students!” He said enthusiastically. “Yeah, thanks for meeting with me.” You reply. He got up to put some papers in his cabinet. When he got out of his chair, and stood up, you saw it. He had the smoothest, roundest, and cutest butt ever. Yeah, you were definitely regretting not meeting with your counselor before now. “So what seems to be the problem, bud?” He said. “I’ve just been so stressed about getting into a good college, and I can’t stop thinking about how I can raise my GPA.” “Mmhmm, I get it, sometimes you just need a break. What is your current GPA?” He asked. “I don’t know, let me check.” You pull out your MacBook from your backpack, and go to your grades, you check and it says your GPA is a 4.1. “It’s a 4.1” you say, feeling silly for stressing about it. “May I see it?” “Sure” You hand over your laptop. He looks at it thoroughly,me even starts scrolling, which you find odd, considering all your grade information was on one page…. He hands you the laptop back, and you close it and put it in your backpack. “Honestly, I think you just need to take it easier on yourself, you’re doing exceptionally well academically, there’s no need to stress.” He says reassuringly. “Yeah you’re right, I just want the best future for myself.” “Do you know what a career you want to pursue?” “Yeah, probably a lawyer, or a politician.” You say, showing off a bit of confidence. “Really, I could think of a career better suit for you!“He says. “And what would that be?” “A full-time fart sniffer!” “Excuse me?” You start to sweat profusely, is it possible he knows of your fart fetish? But how would he know, you’d only just met him? “Check the open tabs in your browser….” He says while chuckling. You frantically grab out you MacBook, and type in the password. It unlocks and the browser is already open. The tab with your grades is still open, but so are 2 others. Another tab contains Netflix, but the other one contains your Tumblr account “Fart_Sniffer719”. You must have overlooked the other tabs when you handed your laptop over. You are mortified. “Listen kid, you do you, in fact I could help you… relieve some stress!” You hear a low audible fart from under the counsellors desk. He just laughs. “Please don’t tell anyone about this!” “Don’t worry kid, this is confidential” “Thank you.” He gets up, and closes the blinds. “Now about me helping you relieve some stress, I’m fucking full of some powerful farts, and I need to let them go NOW! I could let you sniff them, or they could go to waste. What do you say kid?” “Get that ass over here!” You say excitedly. “Pants, or no pants?” “No pants!” you say, practically drooling. He unzips his dress pants, pulls them down, along with his underwear. Oh my god, his ass was even better outside of those pants. “Get over here kid, I’m gonna need you to place your nostril right over my asshole, so it muffles the sound.” Immediately you get out there and do it, and then it happens…. PSHDJKFKKFJKTLFLGLFLFFKKFKFLFLFLFLCLLLLCLLCL You pull away and your eyes are watering, it’s so rancid, yet so delightful. Is this actually happening? “Oh kid, I need you to put it back over my asshole, I’m gonna explode!” As soon as you do he lets loose- PDOLDLRBSHPHRSBPRHSBPHRSBSPBHPRSBSPHPSHRPHSRB At this point you’re coughing up green clouds. “How much more you got left?” “Oh baby, I’ve barely started.” “Well let’s continue then!” You plant your face back in his ass, and he starts again. “If you were my student,” PHDNFBCDJCMMCMMCMCKCKCKLFKCKKCDKDKFKCKKCPHRBS “you’d have an A+,” PHRBSBPHRTSPBRTPHSRBSTPHRSBTPHRBSRTBHRBST “in my class!” The farting lasted for the rest of the period. “What class do you have next, I’ll write you a pass.” “P.E.” “Good, you definitely need a shower.” He winked at you. You would definitely start making trips to the counselor’s office on a weekly basis now…

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Morning Thunder

A loud boom scares you awake. You think you’d be used to it by now but somehow it’s different every morning.

Then

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“Dang it” you hear him whin.

Huh the same thing every day you say with a sigh. You get out of bed and walk towards the kitchen. Like every other morning you see your roommate picking up the plates and pans off the floor.

“Oh good morning” he says to you his cheeks flushed red out of embarrassment. You sigh,” Good morning, Ty”

You sit across the counter as Ty continues to fumble about the kitchen. It’s the same every morning Ty is extremely clumsy and drops almost anything be hold. He often trips as well leading to many uncomfortable situations.

Ty finally finished picking up the pot and started making some breakfast at the stove.

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“Damn” Ty said as he waves his hand infront of his ass.

You cough the smell hitting go you like a brick wall. “Wow, what’s go into you?” you said teary eyed. “Must’ve been that food we had yesterday.”he says laughing off the situation. Yesterday we had Mexican, it can turn anyone into a gasbag but this was something else it stunk.

“Damn man we’ll have to open a window or two it smells.”

The window isnt too far from where Ty was standing. “Can you open it I have my hands full at the moment.” He asks with a smaller but still noticeable blasts.

“I’m not trying to get near ground zero!” You exclaim.

“Fine, then marinate in my gas then the choice is yours.” Ty says followed by a 20 second trumpet. With the smell of the room increasing and you not trying to get hotboxed in your own apartment you made your way to the window.

You tried your best to pull up the window but it wasn’t budging. Ty being bigger than you decided that he’d help. Ty took one step back from the stove and ended up slipping thanks to some oil that he spilled while cooking. You couldn’t react as the tower figuring next to you landed on you taking you down with him.

Ty had taken you down with him and even worse the part of his body that landed on you was his ass. Ty was now sitting on your face. He was still reeling from the fall and didn’t notice what had cushioned his fall.

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Not as loud as his previous bursts thanks to your face muffling the sound. When Ty realized what he was sitting on be panicked. “Oh Oh my bad dude. I’ll get off of you right now” he exclaimed. Ty begins to ascend giving you reprieve from his putrid prison but then he stops and drops back down on your face.

“On second thought your face feels too good.”

You try to get him off of you but to no avail. He was too big to move. “Oh calm down, I haven’t even had my coffee yet.” He punctuated that sentence with a sharp loud

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Sending you into hysterics as you don’t even want to know how worse coffee would make your already dire situation.

[thefatter-thebetter]

This really has become my favorite thing to do as of late.  I always feel so bloated until the burps explode out of me. Probably why I first started doing it too.

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ANTHONY AND GABRIEL: BREAKFAST

Anthony is a thin white boy, with dark hair and eyes, average height, thin face and is known for being extremely handsome, having been called to work in modeling agencies a few times, but always ended up refusing because he didn't find the job interesting enough. He always wears black clothes and is in his twenty-five years of age.

The young man is known to be generally very quiet in social settings, preferring his own space in his apartment to going out at crowded parties. However, when he's surrounded by people he likes, Anthony can be really funny and a great partner.

He lives with his best friend, the 21-year-old named Gabriel, who is a skinny boy with messy brown hair, slightly shorter than Anthony and with almond-colored eyes. Gabriel is quite shy and somewhat reserved, but when he is with his friend Anthony he feels more confident and open, since the two get along very well together.

Some people sometimes tried to trick Gabriel out of being "too nice" or not knowing how to assert himself, but Anthony usually showed up to warn or protect him, even though he wasn't that outgoing and brave either.

Gabriel is a college football player, being one of the best strikers. And as much as he's considered "short" compared to the rest of the players, he makes up for it in muscle, taking his diet and workouts very seriously. Anthony always supports Gabriel in his games, cheering for the team and celebrating when his best friend scores a goal.

Anthony and Gabriel live in England and have been friends since they were teenagers, having met while still at school and passing the entrance exam together. Today, they attend the same medical school, which is called ''The Royal College of Cambridge''. However, it is far from their hometown, so they had to share a one-bedroom apartament in the new city. The Royal College of Cambridge is so named for its connection with the royal family, which had a strong influence on its creation, helping to build it through investments.

As it is a very renowned and sought-after college, they need to wear clothes in character, in the style of ''dark academia''. Wearing such formal clothes wasn't such a big problem for Gabriel, who always followed the rules, but it certainly bothered Anthony, who couldn't wear his comfy black t-shirts every day. But either way, Anthony didn't deny one thing: he looked fucking hot in that uniform.

As a way to cut expenses for their families, they decided on an apartment with only a single room, but with two beds. The right side of the room belonged to Anthony, who decorated it with black bedding and a poster of his favorite series ''Peaky Blinders''. Gabriel, on the other hand, who took the left side, had his bed linen in white, with posters of "Game of Thrones" pasted on the wall.

Now, our two protagonists are in the kitchen of their apartment, having breakfast with toast, coffee, butter and fruit, accompanied by a delicious orange juice before going to class. And, as much as they both have to present manners and value good education throughout the day in college (especially Gabriel), when they are alone they also value the intimacy and freedom they have through... well....

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Anthony's burp reverberated through the kitchen, making the walls look like they were under the onslaught of an earthquake. If there was one thing the boy loved, it was challenging himself with gaseous demonstrations. Anthony is extremely disappointed when his burps aren't loud enough, just as he's very proud of himself when he lets out a fart powerful enough to fill the apartment with a green cloud of his own stench.

Gabriel, who was right next to Anthony, praised his friend's burp:

''Ha! That was a big one, man! I can smell the stench of that pepperoni pizza you had yesterday'', he said, happy for his best friend's demonstration.

''Thanks, bro. I had it stuck in my stomach for a while. And it's always nice to have someone to appreciate my talent around'', Anthony said happily.

Gabriel smiled and grabbed some toast to eat, while Anthony poured himself more orange juice. The two were talking about the classes they would have that day. The beginning of a new semester was waiting. While Anthony was enjoying a stuffed cookie, his friend Gabriel got up from his chair and directed his butt very close to the face of his friend.

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Three foul-smelling bombs hit Anthony in the face. The rotten smell of expired eggs combined with poorly digested meat spread through Anthony's nostrils to his lungs, infesting his insides with the putridity that came out of Gabriel's ass. His eyes watered at the grotesque smell, making him almost vomit up the stuffed cookies he had just eaten.

''Fuck you, Gabriel! Not in my face, man. This shit fucking reeks! What the fuck did you eat? You should see a doctor, seriously'', Anthony said angrily.

Gabriel, as shy and reserved as he was with other people, loved the intimacy he had with his best friend. And farting in each other's faces was something completely normal in the daily life of the two of them in the apartment. Anthony made him feel confident enough to show who he really was.

In fact, it was Anthony who was the real gas master in the apartment they shared. Gabriel has lost count of how many times his friend had locked him in their room after letting out a fart so rotten it could make flowers wither. Anthony's thunderous burps in his face was something he was more than used to, happening more than fifteen times a day. Sometimes they got so caught up in the game that Gabriel would try to guess what his friend had eaten by the smell of Anthony's burp, and if he got it right, he was rewarded with another long belch in his face.

Their intimacy might be something strange or unusual to some people, but it was a bond they both valued highly.

''Oh, I know you love my farts, man. You don't have to hide it anymore'', Gabriel said, mocking his friend.

Anthony burst out laughing. Getting up from his chair and throwing half of the toast he had just picked up on his plate, he stared into Gabriel's eyes, who knowing what was going to happen, ran to lock himself in their room. But Anthony was quicker, running to their bedroom behind his friend and blocking the door with one foot. As soon as he entered the room, he managed to throw himself on top of his friend, immobilizing him and directing his ass right at Gabriel's nose.

"This is your last chance. Apologize to the Fart Master!'', said Anthony.

''Never! I'm the Fart Master here'', Gabriel responded with his best friend's ass covering his face almost completely.

''Okay. You asked for it!''

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After creating what looked like a storm of odors inside his stomach, Anthony was able to guide them to his ass and then directly into Gabriel's nostrils. The foul smell of the baked beans Anthony had eaten burned his nose. Letting out fart after fart, Anthony filled Gabriel's face with gas as easily as he would fill a balloon with air. Gabriel's nose, now filled with a grotesque combination of stinking wind and the smell of expired milk from Anthony's coffee, had tears streaming down his eyes, searching for air relentlessly.

''Okay! Okay! You've won! Now let me out'', Gabriel said in a muffled voice between Anthony's big buttocks, and practically swallowing another one of his best friend's smelly farts.

''Then admit who the Fart Master is!'', roared Anthony.

Gabriel falls silent for a moment, almost as if he thought it was better to be plunged into yet another green cloud of stench from Anthony's digested eggs than to admit that his best friend was better at the art of gas than he was. Anthony, noticing Gabriel's reluctance, gave him a few more disgusting reasons to rethink his answer.

''Well, then I hope you like the baked beans I had yesterday, man.''

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''And also the omelette you prepared for me. It was delicious, bro!''

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''Or that piece of pepperoni pizza you gave me. But I think I'd better warn you: cheese makes me gassy as fuck.''

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For another twenty-five seconds or so, Anthony unleashed a veritable symphony of stench directly into Gabriel's face, filling his nose with a rotten gas of eggs, his lungs with the rottenness of a poorly digested pizza, and his insides with a fart so repulsive and bulky that it made the walls of the room shake, scaring the neighbors. With his eyes red from the smell of Anthony's farts and his tongue able to sense the grotesque taste of the beans his best friend had eaten, Gabriel finally gave up.

''Okay! Okay! You are the Gas Master. Just please stop farting in my face, bro. I beg you. I don't know what happened to your stomach, but your gas is unbearably stinky today. I can feel the rotten taste of the beans you ate on my tongue, man'', Gabriel said in despair.

Anthony, like the merciful friend he was, freed Gabriel from his gas chamber by patting his ass. When Gabriel stood up, Anthony put his arms around his shoulders, staring into his eyes like a hawk.

''Be careful, bro. Next time you challenge me, I'll leave you down there until you pass out. And you know I can do it, especially after a chicken pizza rotation'', Anthony announced laughing and looking at Gabriel again. ''And just as a refresher, how about some of the taste of the chocolate cookies and the coffee I had just now for breakfast?''

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Anthony loved burping and farting in Gabriel's face. It was one of his favorite things about their friendship. So when he did it, he felt a responsibility to do it well. Anthony moved his mouth in different ways, making sure that all the rotten gas in his stomach came out in the form of a burp to hit Gabriel's nose in full power, after all he wanted his friend to be able to enjoy the smell of the food he had just digested.

The sound was so loud that it made Gabriel's hair look like he was flying. The brown-haired boy had his face completely covered by the green cloud coming out of Anthony's mouth, breathing in that deleterious belch that his friend proudly produced.

''Ahhh! What a relief, man! You know, we can do it again tonight, I'd love to fart in your face another time. I'm going to have that hot dog from the cafeteria you like this afternoon, so the smell will be your thing'', Anthony said, trying to convince his friend while giving him a wink.

Gabriel looked at him, rosy cheeked and a little embarrassed.

''It's... I think I'd better pass this on, bro.''

''Are you sure? I can burp too if you want. That soda in the kitchen fills me up with gas, you already know it. The only problem is the rotten smell that lingers in the air afterwards, but once you take a few good sniffs, it's out quickly'', Anthony said, letting out a muffled and stinky belch with his mouth closed as he finished the sentence.

"I appreciate the proposal, but I'm not interested. Who knows, maybe another time?'', suggested Gabriel, joining in the fun with an ironic comment as well.

The two friends then went back to the kitchen to finish breakfast. Gabriel devoured some toast, while Anthony ate some of the delicious cake, getting his mouth a little dirty with the chocolate icing.

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Gabriel let out a long burp that reverberated through the kitchen and that must have lasted about ten seconds. The putrid smell hit Anthony's nose, and he took a good sniff.

''Wow, that toast you ate smells pretty strong. Can you give me some?''

Anthony tasted one of his friend's buttered toasts. His stomach also began to make noises, which grew and increased in volume until they reached his ass. Anthony then closed one of his eyes, lifted his left leg and unleashed a thunderous and powerful fart that infested the kitchen with a horrible smell of chocolate.

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Gabriel was momentarily taken aback, but soon burst into laughter. He couldn't help but express his initial astonishment, followed by a relaxed mood. Gabriel, laughing, said:

"Damn it, Anthony! That was awesome! Sometimes I wish I had the same ability as you to release such powerful farts. Literally anything you eat you turn into a gas bomb. It's amazing, bro." They both laughed together. Anthony, hearing his best friend speak, said:

"Well, what if we made a deal? I teach you a few tricks to improve your gastrointestinal skills, but in return you let me release some of my stinky farts in your face before bed. Are you up for it?''

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Gabriel's powerful fart came out as loud as a rocket turbine. If the downstairs neighbors weren't already awake, they surely woke up startled by this gaseous explosion. The stench wasn't a small feat either, raising a disgusting smell of rotten eggs soon after. The duration was also impressive, lasting about twenty-three seconds of pure fetid gas, being released with grin on Gabriel's face and a big sigh of relief at the end.

''Interpret that fart as a yes'', Gabriel replied.

Anthony smiled in response, ready to help his friend become better at the art of gases.