Smotherem4good

Just a blog of my fetish of facesitting, and smothering along with some other stuff. I find pictures and add captions if I feel inspired. Please be 18 to view.

[feetnsoxxx]

[whatshewontdo]

Can you calm down? You thrashing around like that is making the knots tighter. You’ll hurt yourself. Look I already told you after I found all the gay porn in the cloud I gotta figure out which roommate is a fag. So I’m gonna put my rank musty damp foot right on your face. I’m gonna press down and rub, if your dick doesn’t brick up, I’ll untie you that very moment and let you free. You can even assist with the hunt. But… if you do get hard, well I’ll need to see just how much of a pervert you are. I’ll have to sit on your face, smother you in my sweaty pits, suffocate you with my sour balls. Probably each guy should check too, I mean it’s only fair we know which of us you’re perving on. So they’d each have to test each nasty scent on you. Anyway I’m getting ahead of myself, but judging by the tent forming in your undies, I’d say we know who the freak is. Jake, Peter, Freddy, Costas! Get in here!

[tparker48]

Request for Sirguwgullheiser

A camera was placed near the door as Terrance got set up for his montage session. Grabbing his gear, he placed them along a table as he stacked them in a row. Some tape, lubricant, and a small jar would be the first to placed ontop of it as he went towards the cabinet to fetch the last tool he needed for the session: you

As the door opened, his hand would reach inward as he plucked you off the locked shelf. Pulling you outward in the process as he held you in his his grasp. "Showtime again runt, I'm feeling extra pumped this time" Terrance said as he looked down at you. Walking towards the table, he hovered a hand over the items on the table as he looked towards the camera. "Which one should we use first" he pondered as he looked back at the items. His eyes pointing toward the clear duck tape as an idea started to muster in his head. Lifting up his arm to the sky, he stuck you horizontally against it as he closed it around you. Your vision becoming fuzzy as the toned skin captivated your body.

"Now for the tape" he said as he pulled a strip out. Sticking between his opposite fingers as he lifted his arm up slightly. Easing them in between the fleshy gap as he fondled around your form. Pressing down ontop of it as he felt the stickyness of the tape latch to his inner pit. After giving it a few taps, he lifted his arm back up as he look at the inside. Your form barely matched with his armpit as your body bulged out of the tape. The borders of it becoming loose as the sweat underneath started dissolve the stickiness on its surface. "Damn, the sweats already workin' fast. But should be enough for a quick for some action" he said to himself as he pointed the taped armpit at the camera. Pressing record, he stretched his arm closer to it as he loomed the camera over you. "Check out my new tattoo boys" he taunted as he flexed his arm. His biceps tensing up as his armpit wobbled around.

You felt cramped as the tape surrounding you hugged at your form. Thankfully the tape was loose enough to breath, but the sweat that started to build behind began to contaminate the air within as its once fresh air turned into a foul scent. Its aroma making its way into your lungs as you coughed on each inhale. With the constant juggling of the muscle behind you, you feel the tape start to come undone as the sticky surface in front of you started to slip off. Its edges peeling off the muscle in the process as it slowly leaned away from the armpit you were one. Taking this chance, you pushed against the tape in front of you. Even in its loose form, its strip was still hard enough to push off with the little space that you had. But luckily your feet started to become more loose as you curved your back towards the tape. Planting your feet into the pits surface as you used your back to push it off.

"That's it, take a good look of all this muscle. Betcha all of you out there wish you had this body" Terrance flexed at the camera as he bend his arm into a cobra. Swooning at the bulging myself as he showed off his strength to the world beyond the lens. He soon started to notice your struggling as he felt your kicks against his armpit. looking underneath the flexed arm, the tape was now blurred as the air pocket inside became alive. With a sudden knead, the tape would come undone as it peeled off the armpit. Your form carrying along with it as it fell to a chair below. "Interesting.."

Along the chair below, you wrestled against the tape as you focused on getting it off of you. Prying away at its surface as it clinged to your hands and feet. Some of its surface still quite sticky near its edges as they stuck more to your hands. With a few kick outwards, you managed to get your legs free as you started to stand. Managing to take off the tape at your hands as you flicked it to the side. Your body still felt sticky as you patted away at your torso. But it was one of the lesser concerns as a shadow casted overhead. looking up, Terrance's back side would be hurtling towards the chair. As it did, you tried to get a starting run as you attempted to jump out of the way. But the sac above would be the first to meet your back as its boulders laid onto your legs. Pushing its weight into you as the head of the sac landed on the back of head.

"Bullseye. Didn't think you would escape that easily did you? Sad to say, but im not quite through with you yet" Terrance said as he leaned forward. Picking up his shaft in the process as he let it thump back onto you. He soon reaches forward as he angled the camera toward his legs. His cock covered the whole middle area as its flaccid state slouched near the edge of the chair. If not for Terrance's slight adjustments along the shafts length, your form would be almost unnoticeable as it pinned you underneath. Your efforts overwhelmed by its girth as your struggles make the fleshy organ stiffen.

"How does it feel to pinned by a cock? Feels pretty relaxing if you ask me. But im not looking for that, im looking for those struggles of yours. Perhaps a little adjustment is in order" Terrance grabbed the middle of his shaft as he started to slide it side to side between his legs. Steamrolling over you in the process as your vision flipped from the chairs surface to being pressed by muscle. It was only when your front side pointed to the ceiling did the rolling stop as the shaft retracted. But it was replaced with a much bulkier form as the head of it collided with your upper half. The slit coming in just close to your face as its lips squelched open. Thankfully your arms caught its rims as you held it back. But Terrance only responded with a firm push as your vision turned dark pink.

"That's it runt, give it a deep kiss" Terrance grinned as he pinned his finger ontop. Your firm struggling to get it off as he felt your pushes slip of the smooth skin. Keeping his hand on you, he used the other to reach for the jar as he squirted lubricant inside. Lathering it around with his fingers as he swirled around the glass. "There we go. And now to put you in" He says looking down at you, smearing his cock's head one more time into you before lifting it up. Your face was still caught in its grasp as the slit carried you along with it. Terrance giving out a slight chuckle in response as he hoisted his shaft toward the jar. Depositing your body inside as the head peeled you off its form.

Your struggles from your face would linger in his slit as it clenched together. It felt blissful as it made the rest of his shaft puff up in excitement. He stroked at it absentmindedly as he gazed at you in you glass prison. Picking it up in the process as he made his way towards a couch slightly ahead. "Better hope those muscles hold you up in there. Cause your gonna need them for the finale I got planned" he soothed as he lowered the jar onto the couch. Hovering himself over it as he aligned it with his taint above. Prying the right cheek apart, he gave his ass a little clench before he sat down ontop of it. His asshole blocking the opening as its star squelched above. Its aroma slowly entering inside as you fanned at the air. But you hands and feet would soon plant along the glass as you felt the jar shift. The hole in front of you still remaining, but the scenery now changed as you saw the camera just behind you. And Terrance's face gazing down in front of you as you saw his eyes just over the hills of his bulky sac.

Terrance would have his hips pointed towards the sky as he bent his legs towards him. Prying apart more of his ass muscles as the mounds of flesh rested along the edges of glass. Giving off the perfect angle he was looking for as he had a direct view of you and the camera just behind it. "Let's see how long you last" he said intimately, his hole soon started to wiggle under you as its rim started to spasm. Gaping itself open like a trap door as it revealed its slime coated walls inside. Your heart started to race as you focused on the inside flesh. Not wanting to know what else was inside, you grabbed at the walls as you put your strength onto your limbs. But the lubricant coating it would prove to be a hassle to deal with as you felt them start to slip. Terrance's jostling of the jars form soon conforming as squeaks started to come from your limbs.

"You're certainly putting up quite a fight in there. Perhaps you do got some strength. But let's see how your endurance is" he said focusing on his body. His hole started to gasp in air from the outside as the walls began to fill up like a balloon. As it exhaled, an earthy smell would rush into you as a gust blew into the jar. Your form staying firm, But the heat inside started to build. It would mix with the lubricant inside as your limbs started to slip off the glass. Alarmed, you tried to get that foothold back, but another gasp of air would direct your attention towards the hole as another wave rushed through. Heating up the jar more as your nose started to flare amongst the musk.

Meanwhile, Terrance would be gleaming down menacingly as he watched you struggle to gain back your advantage. Catching glimpses of your hands juttering forward as it delayed its plunge to the fleshy ring below. With each adjustment that you manage to gain, he merely responded with simply another blow as it erased your progress. Guiding you ever so closer to his ass as he could as the blows began to push at your torso. But his attention soon went to his camera as the battery light started to come on. As it did, he gave in a deep inhale as it heaved inwards. A large amount of air rushed into his hole like a vacuum as the walls filled with haste. As it filled to its max, the hole soon puckered up as it contained the air inside as churns echoed below. "A gift for you runt" he smirked before squeezing his own body. A burst of air would push into you as it knocked you to the top of the jar. Its muscles rippling in process as the air deposited inside the jar.

As it started to slow down, you suddenly feel yourself fall off the jar's cieling as you began sliding towards the gaping hole below. Trying your best to grab a hold of the sides, but they were now too slick than before as it ushered in your demise. You slid into the hole with a thud as the walls inside cushioned into you like a waterbed. As tou looked up, the world above vanished as the hole sealed tight. The walls inside still inflated as you managed to stand on your legs. But the flesh would start to move as the air trapped with you skyrocketed upwards. Letting the walls surrounding you contract as they smothered you into a crouched form. The walls now gurgled around you as the movement outside started shift. You did your best to free yourself from this position as you pushed them apart with your arms and legs. But they merely contracted back with a squelch as the sphincter behind you flexed.

On the outside, Terrance would be sitting up as he fiddled with the camera once more. Zooming its frame at the winking hole beyond the jar as he focusing on your compressed struggles against his body inside. He soon faced the camera towards him as he smiled at it. "Yeah, I think that's enough footage" he said as he touched the top of the camera, its light soon turning off as he tossed it to the side. He soon focused on the feeling going on inside of him once more as the air tapped inside moved through his intestines. Another feeling wiggling just behind its as he assumed it was your form compacted by his walls. As he got up, he clenched the bubble down as it crashed into the entrance. Feeling your form beginning to struggle soon after as he felt you start to pound at the walls. It almost tempting to the let air rip as he pondered how you would fare if the walls fully compressed into you. But he felt this would be more entertaining for him in the long run as he decided to keep it sealed tight. "Why waste all that good air when i can turn it into something much more antagonizing. Something that'll ensure you stay where you are. Afterall, you're not going anywhere anytime soon" he shimmied his hips around as he felt it glide back in forth inside. Your form carrying along with it as your form bounce from one side of the flesh walls to the other. He could have done the act all day if weren't for his phone ringing off in the distance. But the additional feeling was enough to get him by as he made his way around the house. With a nice bubble inside his and his little prisoner stuck with it.

[azzsniffingmuscleboy]

Bacterian’s Next Victim

This story is a fantasy ‘follow-on’ from the Dragonball Z episode ‘Smells like trouble’.

I limbered up in the fighter prep area, getting ready for my match. The underground Martial Arts tournament didn’t have the same prestige as the World Martial Arts tournament, but there was still some money to be made. A solid fighter could make a few thousand Zeni for each match, win or lose. It was a good gig and I was talented enough to win often enough to keep the bookies interested.

Occasionally, I’d find myself going up against competitors who had been eliminated from the WMA in a humiliating way, and were now relegated to trying to recoup their honor down here in the underground tournament. We derisively referred to these fighters as ‘washouts’, and they seldom lasted long. The shame they experience from their failures often leaves their spirits broken and their fighting skills suffer as a result.

Today, I was going to be fighting a Washout. He went by the name ‘Bacterian’ and I knew virtually nothing about him, except that he had been embarrassed by a child competitor called Krillin, who had defeated him and had him thrown out of the WMA. I had been fighting ‘Washouts’ for 5 years now, and I could generally easily defeat them by taking advantage of the Underground Tormanments lack of rules. Strikes to the groin and throat were permitted, and a couple of quick strikes to these vulnerable areas were usually enough to take down an unprepared washout.

The arena this evening was known as ‘The Basement’. It was a small, confined venue, just large enough for the 12’ by 12’ area for the fighters. The audience watched through cameras set into the stone walls, while the fighters entered from two heavy doors on the opposite ends of the cramped space. The venue was deep underground, and was not well ventilated, so it could get hot and stifling down there. But I had fought and trained in ‘The Basement’ on multiple occasions, so I was well prepared for its challenges, or so I thought.

I stepped into the elevator, which would take me down to The Basement, once the doors opened and I stepped out, there was no leaving the arena until one of the combatants was eliminated by being pushed or thrown over the boundaries of the 12’ square. There were no submissions or K.O. victories in the Underground, only crossing the boundary could end a fight. This allowed for greater levels of violence, and eliminated the need for a referee. The raw brutality of an underground fight was what drew the audience, and stimulated the betting.

The elevator ‘dinged’ and the doors slid open, I stepped into the room and walked forward towards the boundary of the arena. The lighting was carefully designed to keep both fighters in darkness until they entered the ring. I could see a dim outline on the other side of the room, Bacterian was clearly a large man, but he looked fat and slow, something I could easily take advantage of.

But what caught my attention more than my opponent was some kind of pungent smell down here. It was foul, but oddly familiar, I couldn’t recognize it though. Did they not clean down here properly after the last fight? The arena floor was spotless though, as were the walls, where could that smell be coming from?

I put the smell out of my mind and focused on preparing myself for the fight, I stepped over the boundary into the light. I was wearing just a pair of white trunks, with my wrestling boots, my lean body showed off for the cameras. At five foot seven and one hundred and eighty three pounds, I was proud of my physique. Then I finally got a look at my opponent…

He was massive, nearly seven feet tall and he must have weighed well over four hundred pounds. His skin was light brown and his dark black hair and beard were a mess of tangles and knots. He wore dark black trunks, with khaki armbands and boots. He was covered with hair, and while he was definitely fat, sporting a big, but solid, belly, his arms and legs were thick with muscle. His hands were massive, big enough to wrap his fingers around my entire head.

And now, standing only ten foot away from this massive beast of a man, I realized that the smell was coming from him! It was overwhelming, the strongest body odor I’d ever smelt. I winced from the stink, but didn’t let it show. He smiled and laughed at me, raising his powerful arms up as he did, ready to charge.

I tensed up my muscles as he came at me, and made ready to pull out the two trick shots that normally took down any washout. As he went to grab me, I threw a jab right at his throat, but his neck was so thick and short, I just glazed my fist off of his chin. I quickly followed up with my other planned attack, a swift kick to the groin.

His powerful musk filled my nose and mouth, and I started gagging immediately. It was like the B.O. of a whole unshowered wrestling team all at once. Bacterian, who had already recovered from my kick to his groin, laughed at my disgust.

“You wanna smell something really bad?” he sniggered at me, and shuffled his position on top of me so that we were face to face.

He lifted his arm and pushed his deep, dank pit right over my face. He was so huge, that I was engulfed in complete darkness, I felt his rancid sweat dripping onto my face. And the smell! Oh god, the smell. My eyes watered from his inhuman B.O. I squirmed and pushed, but I couldn’t move him off of me.

The stink started to make me dizzy, and my struggles weakened as I breathed in lungful after lungful of his sweaty stench. I felt some of his foul liquids trickle into my mouth as I screamed for escape from his nasty underarm.

Suddenly he got off of me, and I gasped as I was free of his crushing weight. Springing to his feet with surprising speed and agility, he stood straddled over me.I knew I should try and roll out and get back on my feet, but the stink of his armpit sweat all over my face made me woozy.

Suddenly his immense hands came down and clamped around my throat, lifting me up by my neck until my legs were dangling two foot off the floor. I scrabbled frantically as he squeezed, but my limbs weren’t long enough to reach him, so I pounded my fists on his forearms uselessly. He laughed again, a deep, demented chuckle that made me terrified.

“Awww. Little man needs a hug.” he sneered at me, and abruptly let go of me.

I fell through the air for a brief fraction of a second, before he caught me in a bearhug, pinning my arms to my sides and squeezing me into his sweaty chest. His massive biceps crushed me, making me yelp out in pain. My face was held inches from his and I felt his chest expand as he inhaled.

Then he unleashed a deep, long belch, his mouth open wide, and my senses were overloaded with a whole new, but equally foul, smell. His breath was unbearable, and the gas he was shooting at me, flecked with droplets of saliva, made me choke and gag. After several seconds, the monstrous burp ended, but he had achieved what he had wanted. Once again, I was dizzy and groggy, his stench was so strong, it acted like a tranquilizer.

He continued to bearhug me, crushing me so tight that I felt like my ribs were going to snap. Then, just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, he hit me with another long belch, making me convulse in disgust. My face now wet from the droplets of spit, he relaxed his crushing grip on me and I slid down to the ground.

He caught me before I collapsed entirely, by grabbing the back of my head with his beefy hand, leaving me resting on my knees in front of him. I realized too late that he had my face right at his crotch height. Before I could react, he shoved my head right into the bulge at the front of his onyx colored trunks.

I felt his thick dick and balls pressing into my nose, and I held my breath for as long as I could, but I had so little stamina left now, I could only manage a couple of seconds. I inhaled the scent of his unwashed trunks, his repulsive dirty balls and his big throbbing cock. It was the worst smell yet, worse than his armpit or his belching. My arms flailed wildly, trying to push myself free of this smelly hell, but my strength was gone, sapped by his toxic odors.

He laughed again, that dark demented guffaw that was going to haunt my dreams.

“You like that smell, little man?” He was clearly enjoying my suffering, “I have something even better for you next.”

He pulled my head out of his crotch and threw me on the ground. I landed on my back and immediately started coughing, trying to get the stink out of my lungs. I saw his shadow pass over me, and screamed in panic as I saw his massive ass come crashing down on me. He landed square on my chest, squashing me and making me yell out as my bruised ribs took another battering.

He shuffled himself backwards, moving into a reverse schoolboy pin. I screamed in terror again as his massive, cloth-covered butt eclipsed my face. I tried to beg before I was lost under his mountain of flesh again.

“Please! No! Not …. Mmmppphhh!” My pleas for mercy were muffled as my face slid into his cavernous crack.

His ass was so huge it swallowed my head but I could still breathe, sucking in tainted air from the space around me. He wriggled around, making sure my head was in as deep as it could go. I felt my nose touch against his hole, even through the cloth of his trunks. (Which smelt foul and unwashed as well.) This was a whole new level of nasty, the sweat and grease from his butt seeped through the fabric and coated my face, the scent of his musk now amplified tens times over. I yelled and moaning into his crack, but my cries seemed to excite him, as he laughed again as he ground my head into his smelly ass.

“Get ready for a surprise!” He said to me, in a sinister voice.

I felt him strain above me, like he was pushing on his belly, and I felt his hole pucker around my nose. Had I been mentally capable at that moment I might have realized what he was doing, but the daze of his stink made me slow. I was totally unprepared for what happened next.

His hole opened up and a blast of hot, fetid air washed over my face, forcing its way into my nostrils, where it burned and seared the inside of me. I could feel it filling my mouth, making me gag and cough. I couldn’t believe that this nasty monster had just farted right on me, and his toxic gas was now the only air I had to breathe.

It was so heinous, so smelly, so disgusting that my body went limp, just totally overwhelmed and shut down by the funky assault of gas. I jerked and twitched under him, as the fart lingered around my face. He continued to grind his ass onto me, his sweat lubricating my face as it slid up and down in his crack.

“We’re going to be here for a long time.” he said from up above, followed by his now familiar laugh.

I panicked as I realized what he meant. Because of the underground rules, this fight wasn’t over until one of us crossed the boundary of the arena. And right now, we were both right in the middle. He had no intention of officially ‘winning’ until he had tortured me for as long as his twisted sadism wanted.

I screamed again, and weakly tried to push his ass off my face, but my efforts were rewarded with another long, slow fart. His toxic stench overpowering me again, I went limp and started to twitch as my smelly torture continued.

“Let’s get you really close to the stink, little man.” Bacterian laughed, as he reached behind himself, and grabbed the back of his trunks.

He lifted up off my face for a few seconds, and pulled his trunks down, revealing his huge, naked butt. The butt sweat dripped off of it and landed in my eyes, and I yelled for mercy again as my face was swallowed again, this time, with nothing between me and his hole.

“Mmmm… Yeah…” He groaned above me, clearly enjoying my cries into his ass, “We’re going to be here for a nice long time…”

[majorbombsinyourface]

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[gayfartsworld-deactivated202605]

Dad’s fume slave- Part 6

The holidays had brought me back to my dad having been underneath a sweaty ass of a teacher for about 6 months. It was like I was used to tainted air smelling of onions and spinach.

I walked in after him. He let one rip which filtered your face and sinuses with a small scent of skunk-like thickness.

‘God that’s great!’

He looked at you as he strolled through the right door to the living room. You followed.

‘So I either have some left-over curry or a spinach pie made by the other dad’s. One of them said it gave him some gas and shit which well I’m not that bad…but you never know?!?’

You were drawn between the options knowing that you’d be smelling awful continuous gas either way. You chose both by the end knowing either way you’d be smelling something bad. He slowly walked to the fridge and put both in the microwave.

‘It’s good for you to be back like!!’

You sat on the sofa as your dad sat down beside you, angling his ass onto your knee and erupting a large rotten emission from his denimed ass.

PPPpHHhHHrRrRtTtT!

He sat down again and looked into your eyes.

‘So how was the school, Did you like a male ass on your face as he did i his work, farting and using you as a cushion?’

He let one rip again.

‘God I hope the microwaves nearly done.

Ring. Ring. The microwave goes off.

‘Daaammmmnnn, speaking of which’

He stood up, but hesitated as a gurgle was heard and…

PpPpPppPpPHhHhRrrTtTtTt!!!

Ssssss!

‘God!! That was so exhilarating’

He then walked off into the nearby kitchen and opened the nearby microwave.

‘Oh this might actually mess up my bowels so you were warned, but don’t forget your first job, farts lots of them!’

Ppphyrtty!

[smotherem4good]

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[smotherem4good]

Go follow me on Twitter. Finally broke down and made one. @smotherem4good shocked sun was not taken haha

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[smotherem4good]

Go follow me on Twitter. Finally broke down and made one. @smotherem4good shocked sun was not taken haha

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[imtheasssniffer]

Worth It

(Thank you @majorbombsinyourface for helping me with my comeback story. You’re a nasty mfker, but I guess I am too. Also I’m back, and this story isn’t very fart related. It’s just raunchy. I hope you guys still enjoy it though.)

You finally made it to college, and following in your brothers footsteps you decided to go to the same college and join the same fraternity. The guys always seemed so cool when you’d visit your brother, and you wanted to be a part of that. Being only two years apart meant that you got to be his brother not only biologically, but in the fraternity house. There were some familiar faces. Like Max, he was one of your brothers best friends, and you always got along especially well with him.

Day 1:

On the first day of pledging each pledge was paired with a big brother. You were lucky enough to get paired with Max. Getting paired meant you had to share a room. This seemed awkward at first, but you figured that as you bonded with Max it would be fun. After the house meeting was dismissed Max showed you around, and helped you to get settled down.

Day 2:

The second day was rather uneventful. You went to your classes all the same. After you were done attending classes. You went back to the frat house and studied. Max was out, so you had the bedroom to yourself. It was nice. It smelt a little off, but there were two college boys sleeping there, one of them being a jock, so it was well expected. After a couple hours of silence you heard the door creack open, and listened as Max approached you. His footsteps heavy on the floorboards. You didn’t turn around, which only aided in scaring you as Max roughly planted his hands on your shoulders.

“Whatchu doin man,” he asked loudly. “Studying,” you replied slightly startled, “What have you been up to?”

“I was getting something to eat with my bro’s,” Max replied smugly.

“Hey go sit on my bed,” he demanded.

You slid out of your chair and sat on Max’s bed, which was in the corner of the room and watched as he paced. Clearly he was thinking. An evil smirk crept onto his face, and then all of a sudden you got the feeling that maybe being Max’s pledge wasn’t a lucky turn of events. After a few more long seconds of awkwardly watching him plot to destroy you, Max walked towards you, holding eye contact with you the entire time. He mounted his bed on his knees. Sitting only a few inches from you.

“You know. Just cause I’m friends with your brother. Doesn’t mean I’m gonna go easy on you,” he stated coldly, you nervously chuckled. Knowing that something sick and twisted was a brew. He placed his left hand on your fore head, and with his right, he blew his nose. Effectively emptying his nose of all its mucus. You wanted to move, but some part of you told you to stay, and let it happen. Maybe it was because you wanted in to the fraternity, maybe it was the twitch in your cock, but whatever it was, it couldn’t shake you from the feeling of disgust.

Before you could fully comprehend what was going to happen next Max slapped you hard in the face. Spraying the boogers onto your cheek. The force causing it to splash over your lips and eyes. Without giving you a second to recuperate Max told you to open your mouth. You shook your head no, you were completely stunned. Max’s sick smile showed on his face again, and he forcefully shoved your head into the wall behind you and repeated,

“Open your mouth.” You gave in. Your cheek stung, and your brain was completely rattled from the past events.

“Wider, aaagghhhhh,” Max teased. You opened your mouth as wide as you could, and Max rubbed his slimy fingers across your tongue and teeth. Leaving a salty residue of mucus to coat the insides of your mouth. You cringed at the taste and the situation. Part of you wanted to throw up, but for some reason. You found it extremely easy to surpress your disgust, as Max had his way with you. You heard him snicker as he brushed your teeth with the remaining boogers on his hand. Your eyes had lost focus. Like they were frosted over. You couldn’t believe what was happening. Then before you knew it. Max planted his hand under your chin, and helped you to shut your jaw.

“Rest up. It’s only going to get worse tomorrow. And get the fuck out of my bed.” You hurried away from him, and walked into the hallway. You took a few deep breaths. Afraid of the monster your rooming with, and the fact that his wrath will only get worse. After a few moments of catching your breath. You rushed in to the communal bathroom and brushed your teeth. Scrubbing vigorously until you could taste blood. You gagged as you the you roughly scrubbed your tongue. He was evil, so why was the thought of it getting worse starting to make your dick harder.

Day 3:

You woke up day three of being a pledge to the sight of a pale ass, and a slightly hairy pink hole hovering over your face. You exclaimed your surprise by a small gasp, which forced you to inhale the musk that was over you.

“Rise and shine,” Max laughed before,

PPpFffRRRrTrTt

You watched as his dewy ass sprayed a fart into your face. His hole pushing out and open to unleash a 4 second fart on your face. The smell was rancid. You choked on the warm air, not wanting to breathe in the taste.

“Do you have morning classes today?” Max asked.

“No.”

“Good, cause your face looks really comfy.”

You began to panic, but before you could even try to throw him off. He fell backwards and planted his ass over your face.

“How’s the post-workout funk man?”

It was awful. You felt his hole swell over your nose. Ready to release. You wanted to do something, but you laid completely still, and let him,

bbBbBlLaarraARrpPtT

You heard Max laugh violently.

“How are the post workout farts pledge.” He said. It burned. You felt your face warm up, and get soggy from his swamp ass.

After what felt like an eternity, which was really just three minutes. Max raised his ass off of your face, and pulled his underwear up. You gasped, and you could feel your body shake, as oxygen was reintroduced to your blood flow. Max laughed as he watched you struggle to get out of bed and catch your breath. You glared at him, and he just laughed even harder.

“Gotta love the booger and fart combo meal,” Max joked as you walked past him.

“Well I wouldn’t know.” You said jokingly.

“What?” Max asked with an slightly annoyed tone. You turned to see him genuinely upset. He grabbed you by the collar of your shirt, and pulled you into the bathroom.

“Did you brush your teeth last night?”

“Y-yes,” you replied hesitantly. He let go of your shirt, and started looking through the toothbrushes.

“Which one is yours,” he asked intensely. Nervous, you responded with,

“The blue one in the middle.”

“You know. I’m pissed you made me have to do this, because this shit hurts,” Max replied. You watched as Max locked the door, and then grabbed your toothbrush, shoving the bristled side awkwardly up his asshole. You watched as it went deep. He was rubbing it up and down, collecting every nasty thing he could. He pulled it out, and now the once white bristles were slightly brown. You gagged at the sight, which prompted a laugh from Max.

“Go on, brush your teeth now.”

“Max... don’t you th-“

“I said brush your fucking teeth.”

Scared of what else he’d do. You grabbed your toothbrush back, and applied a fat glob of toothpaste onto the now browned bristles. You hesitantly brought the brush into your mouth and starting ‘cleaning’.

“No matter how much toothpaste you use. You’re still brushing your teeth with my shit,” Max stated, before stomping out of the bathroom. You immediately stopped brushing your teeth, as soon as the door closed, and spit out any remainder of the experience down the drain. You desperately cleaned your toothbrush, but you had a feeling you wouldn’t be able to use it again.

When you walked back into your room Max was no where in sight. The only mark to show he came back, was the dirty pair of underwear he’d been wearing for the last couple of days sitting on your pillow. You scoffed as you threw them on the floor, and then got dressed for your day. As you were about to leave your room. The door busted open, and Max came in holding three hampers filled to the brim with dirty laundry. You gave him a funny look, and he flashed his dangerous devilish smile. You stood still in fear, and curiousity. He walked past you and placed the hampers next to his bed. He turned around to look at you and chuckled as he saw your face which was contorted in a disgusted manner.

“Listen I don’t know what you think I’m going to do to you, but I can promise you it’s worse than you imagined,” he said walking up to you, and cupping his hands around your face. You could feel your dick start to strain against your pants, and you got embarrassed at the thought of him seeing it.

“Can we just get this over with?” You asked complyingly. You were so terrified of what would happen if you didn’t listen.

“Hmm. Somebody’s eager,” Max joked not knowing that some part of you did want to drown in weeks old, dirty, jock clothes.

“You felt yourself blush as you followed behind him. He crouched on the floor and grabbed a box from under his bed. Containing a ball gag and rope. You watched nervously as he pulled out the rope, and told you to take off your shirt, and then place your hands together. Although you knew he was getting ready to torture you. You couldn’t help but stop to admire how intimate it felt. The way his eyes squinted as he intently tied the rope around your hands.

“Lay down,” Max stated demandingly. You awkwardly complied. As you got down on the floor Max started to unbutton your pants. Your whole body tensed, and you covered your dick afraid he would see the erection that was slowly getting larger.

“Calm down man. I’m not gonna touch your dick. This is platonic,” he winked. Some part of you trusted him. Even though you were so terrified. You lifted your hands a little. Just enough for him to shimmy your pants down, but you kept them covering your member the entire time. Max just laughed. Once your pants were off he started to bind your feet. He did so with the same level of care as he had on your hands. Next he grabbed the ball gag. You looked at it with fear.

“Are you sure that’s necessary?” You asked nervously. Max snickered and replied, “If you’d like I can use Liams jock.”

“Never mind. Do what you think is best.” Your heartbeat quickened as the gag got closer to your face. Max motioned for you to open your mouth and placed the ball inside, he then gently lifted your head to fasten it tightly. Trapping you in a completely compromised state. After he finished binding your body. He gently scooped his arms under you, and lifted you softly. His arms were warm and embracing, but the second you started to feel comfort in them, your body was thrown like a rag doll onto his bed.

“Listen my bedsheets need to be cleaned, and you’re gonna clean them, but I thought we’d make this fun.”

Max watched you struggle on your back, as you tried to get into a comfortable position.

“Ready?” You just groaned into the gag. He smiled before lifting the briefs you threw on the floor.

“I see you didn’t appreciate my parting gift earlier. Before I drop all the toxic waste that is your fellow frat bros laundry on you. I’m going to make you regret disrespecting me.” You tried to say something, but you couldn’t. All you could do, was watch as he placed the pouch of his briefs over your face. Then he stretched as tight as he could. Stretching the stench of his 3 day old ball sweat on your face. Forcing you to inhale all of the musk that radiated off of his balls. You felt him lift your head, and you thought he was going to release you, but instead he pulled his briefs even tighter around your head, and tucked them into the strap of the ball gag on the back of your head. Your dick was fully erect now. All you wanted was for this to be over, so you could go shoot the steamiest load ever.

“Now that justice is served. I say it’s time we carry out the punishment.” You felt chills run down your body causing you to spazz.

“Oh no, no escape for you.” Little did he know you spazzed, because the sensation your dick was enduring, was euphoric. You couldn’t see anymore, but you heard Max lift one of the hampers. With no warning. Max unceremoniously dumped one of the hampers onto your legs. You could feel moisture surround the lower half of your body. 

“Nice and warm huh?” Before you knew it he dumped the second hamper on your crotch. Finally you didn’t have to cover your huge boner. As you felt relief from freeing your dick. The third hamper was emptied onto your chest.

“Don’t worry. I saved the best for last.” Having no clue what he was talking about you listened closely. There was a ruckus and then the sound of zippers being unzipped. You heard Max sniff hard, and then mutter,

“Oh yeah, that’s the good shit.” Moments after the light that shone through his briefs, turned to complete darkness. Then the most potent scent of musk filled your nostrils. Your face felt warm and damp. It was almost noxious, but you kept sniffing it. You couldn’t get enough.

“I know, it’s hard to breathe down there I bet. That’s the contents of my year old gym bag being spread on your face bro. Always moist, always musty.” You heard Max walk away and open a door. Then, you felt even more clothes being thrown in you.

“And that’s my hamper for good measure too.”

The smell was so intoxicating. Almost as if it was getting you high. You were only trapped under his gym clothes for a couple minutes, but it felt like it had been hours. As you were getting lost in the scent. Max moved all the clothes from off of your face and took off the briefs that was tightly wound over your nose.

“Hey bud.” The light hurt your eyes, as your face became exposed to the world outside of his filthy briefs. You tried to speak back, but the ball gag was still in your mouth.

“It was getting pretty boring watching you lay still under my clothes. So I figured you might as well get it from the source.” You felt your eyes go wide. Max took off his shorts and he was free balling. You watched as his dick bounced between his legs.

“You know. Last year, your brother told me I have perfect t-bagging balls.” A cruel smile crept on his face as he laughed maniacally.

“Little did he know. These t-bagging balls, would be all over his little bros face.” As he spoke, he played with his balls fondling them. You saw his dick twitch, but he seemed unbothered. Meanwhile you had to stifle a moan, as your dick rubbed against some stale socks.

Max walked towards you with a wide, slow gait and a menacing look in his eyes. He slowly neared the bed, and stood over you. His hand lightly slapped your face, and then he kicked his leg over you, straddling your face with his crotch. He was right he did have the perfect t-bagging balls. The nearly covered half of your face, as he rested there, with his taint on your chin. Then he extended his knees, and sat up. Dangling his balls over your face. The angle at which you were witnessing this was immaculate. He looked so godly as he lowered his balls to your nose. Placing his hand on top of them and shoving them in your nostrils. Forcing you to directly breathe in his pheromones.

“Ahh take it in. The scent of your future big bro.” He moaned on top of you. Meanwhile you were struggling to breathe, because the skin of his balls was clogging your nostrils, and the ball gag didn’t help.

“Fuckk.” He started massaging his balls into your face. Kneading them over the bridge of your nose. Then as if his torture couldn’t get anymore raunchy he placed his asshole over your mouth, and dropped his dick over your eyes. You felt his hole against your top lip. His taint sat over your nose, and all you could smell was his tangy aroma. It was magical. You did your best to stifle large inhales, but it was so hard, because his scent just got more addictive the longer he tortured you. While busy trying not to let him know you were enjoying this, he,

BBrRraaAFfTt

Let out a spicy fart.

“Damn. That one kinda hurt coming out.” It slid into your mouth. It left a burnt taste in your mouth, and gave you goosebumps. It lasted 3 seconds, but it packed a major punch. The smell wafted into your nostrils and it was awful. It was cheesy and skunky.

BbBrRaAaaPPtT

“Aww fuck. You’re in for it man.”

PPPrRUUmMMpPTt

“Jesus.” Max said as he comically waved his hand in front of his face. You couldn’t blame him. You were weakly coughing under his ass. The smell was so intense. He must’ve eaten something rancid while you were in the shower.

PpPpPAAAAaRrRpPTt

“I kinda feel bad for you down there.”

PPpffRrrTT

“Ok I’m done. I don’t want to kill you.”

He slowly unmounted your face. Leaving you to bask in his gas, while he stepped away. You watched as he gathered the clothes that he had taken off of your face.

“I’ll let you cool down for a bit,” he said as he threw his old gym clothes back on you. This time a jock falling over your face. The smell was intense, and the smell of his farts that lingered over your face only aided in making his clothes smell atrocious. You were loving it. You laid still smelling the clothes for a while. Clearly Max was up to something. You finally heard the door creak, and then Max,

“Hey man. Sorry I took so long. Hope I didn’t keep you waiting.” He chuckled as he walked over to you. You were expecting him to release you, but instead you felt and indent on the edge of his bed, and then a heavy weight on top of your body. This weight effectively pressing your sore and hard penis into the pile you of crusty jockstraps and damp T-shirts’ you were under. Since you weren’t expecting the sweet sensation this caused you let out a loud moan.

“Bro, what the fuck, are you good?” You heard Max ask above you. You felt a shuffle on top of you as clothes were thrown on the floor, and then a hand caress your bulge.

“Are you turned on by this?” You were terrified. What was he going to do. What was he going to say?

“I didn’t know you were such a freak,” he stated with a tone that almost sounded pleased.

“I’m glad I’m not the only one in the room right now that’s horny as fuck.”

You gurgled into your gag in shock. Was he for real? A sick sense of joy arose in you. You heard him inhale deeply into the still, rather impressive pile of vile clothes on top of you.

“Fuckkk.” He ruffled some of the clothes on top of your face, and grabbed your jaw. Forcing you to look at him.

“Do you wanna fuck?” He asked bluntly. Surprised, you just moaned into the gag. You were confused, but his face made you want to submit further than you already had.

After a brief contemplation. You nodded your head up and down. Max’s whole face lit up in a sick grin, and he started to stand on the bed . He quickly took off the briefs he was currently wearing, and slammed his body back down on top of you, before sliding off of the bed. He then placed his hands under you, and flipped you over. Your body tensed in shock. You now laid on top of the pile, and your face was pressed into a sweaty sock. You felt him climb back onto your bed, and then grab your butt cheeks. You felt his face against your ass as he inhaled deeply, which caused you to get chills all over your body. He moaned and then placed his tongue just below your hole, flicking it up until it slid around the ring of your anus. You moaned in ecstasy as his tongue seemed to expertly navigate your ass. Once finished licking the outside of your hole, he penetrated your asshole with his tongue, slowly pushing in deeper. He used his tongue like the bow on a violin, going back and forth, in and out. His hands tightly squeezed your cheeks, and massaged your thighs. After a couple of minutes you felt his dick slide against your taint, and in between your cheeks. You moaned in anticipation, as his dick stroked against your ass. You heard him spit, it splashed on his dick, and rained down on your ass. Unlike everything he had done before, he sloppily rubbed his saliva into his dick, moaning as he played with the head of his cock in his hands. Before continuing, he grabbed a sweaty t-shirt, and inhaled deeply into the armpit. Gasping in ecstasy, and then plunging his dick in ecstasy. You nearly screamed as you felt your hole stretch around his cock, which was larger than you anticipated. He initially moved slow and carefully, like he had before, but after a few strokes he started pounding into you roughly. You felt his hands slam down against your back, leaving a sting red pain to heat up your mid back, before scratching his nails back down to your ass, which he pinched between his fingers. Jiggling your mounds like jello, as he thrust into them harshly, causing them to ripple even more. You groaned in pleasureful pain, as your body was being used by Max, who fucked you hard. The intense stench that filled the room mixed with the beating your ass was getting, caused you to shoot your load all over the pile of clothes you laid on, spraying your cum onto your various frat brothers clothes. The vulgarity of it just aroused you more. Not too long after you felt Max strain as he began to shoot ropes of cum deep into your insides. As he slowly slid his dick out of your hole, you felt his cum ooze out of your hole, and trickle down to your balls.

“Fuck you better be ready for round two bitch,” Max said trying to catch his breath. You simply moaned at the thought of going again.

(I was thinking of making this a story that took place over a week, so if you think I should continue it let me know. I have a lot more nasty shit planned for you and Max.)

[smotherem4good]

Question....should I create an onlyfans? I can do some sexy solo vids...and possibly record some facesitting vids as well...would anyone follow Smotherem4good? Due to financial situation...ive been thinking about it. Lol

[smotherem4good]

Just uploaded two new vids under my page. Got bored and horny. Really need to find a seat haha. Anyway check him out. This ones in public

https://thisvid.com/videos/farting-on-a-tiny-little-blonde/

And this one private xD both short but both with multiple farts xD

https://thisvid.com/videos/farting-on-a-bear-need-a-face/

Enjoy. ;)

[redneckdudes]

[doitbro]

“Errhhh,” I tried to insist as I looked up at them. I tried to move, but could barely even wiggle. “Mrrrhhh-eehh,” I attempted to threaten through the penis-shaped gag in my mouth.

“Now now,” He leaned forward and rubbed his hands together, “you were the one that thought this room was weird, remember? You thought it was strange how it looked kind of like a bathroom but there was an empty space where the toilet should be? Well, as it turns out, this room has a toilet after all. A living, breathing, butt plugged, cock caged toilet,” He shook his head, “but a toilet just the same. We are going to use you until your mouth doesn’t even notice the taste anymore.”

“At this point the only question,” His brother pointed at me, “is what kind of toilet you want to be. Do you want to be a urinal: the kind of toilet guys stand up to use, facing you with their dicks? Still a toilet, to be sure, but a toilet men only piss, spit, and - if you’re really lucky - cum in? Because, you see, if you keep resisting, and struggling, and trying to escape then you’re going to be the other kind of toilet. The kind of toilet we face with our butts, sit on top of, and do way more than piss in.”

He laughed, “Aww, you see there? He stopped struggling. Looks like we might have an obedient urinal on our hands.”

His brother sighed and shook his head, “We’ll see, I still think he’s a disobedient little shit. Just give it a little time and I bet he’ll prove to be a real stinker. He’s so full of crap, he’s not going to be able to stop himself from resisting this latest predicament, you just watch.”

“Hmmm,” He smirked, “is that what you are? Are you full of crap?”

I shook my head vigorously.

His brother pointed at me again, “Do you want us, and all our male friends, to use your face as a toilet for our dicks?”

I nodded as big and deliberate as I could.

“We’ll see,” He sounded skeptical and looked at his brother, “do you want to try out our new toilet first or should I?”

“You go first,” His brother smirked at me, “I’m going to give this faker a little preview of how much his life is going to stink of dirty, sweaty ass, and I don’t want you to have to take a piss after I fill the room with that smell.”

“How considerate. I, of all people, know how bad it can stink when you rip ass bro, so I really appreciate the thought. Well then, if you don’t mind stepping out, the toilet and I have some important business to take care of.”

[smotherem4good]

Uhh fuck.

[orbtricity]

Whos still around

Like/reblog this post if you’re still active, i want to know how much of an audience i have left

[smotherem4good]

Still here.. cant post much....cause I'm flagged so I reblog but still here. Still interested in meeting people to sit on and have them sit on me...just hit me up if your in Ohio ;)

[kensprof]

[majorbombsinyourface]

It was your first week at the gym, and you knew nothing. You did some cardio, lifted a few light weights, and called it a day. In the locker room, an attractive bro named Benny came up to you and patted you on the shoulder. He had these big brown puppy dog eyes and a killer smile surrounded by some brown scruff. “Hey bro, you need a trainer? I offer free trials on Wednesdays.”

You agreed and met that Wednesday. He was a good trainer, he taught you a bunch of good techniques and proper form. The entire time, he was friendly and professional. At the end of the session, he told you hit some cardio while he got some pumps in. At the end of your session, you met in the locker room. He swatted your ass and smirked. “Good job today bud. Wanna grab a drink?” Thrown off by the forwardness, you agree, and hit the shower. Oddly, Benny didn’t shower, but you assumed he preferred to shower at home.

When you got to his place, he gave you a beer and flipped on some MMA. He crashed on the couch next to you, and put his arm up behind you on the couch. His armpit musk hit you and you just awkwardly smirked. He probably didn’t realize he smelled. Benny let out a loud burp and chuckled a little. “You ever wanted to fight? This shit looks so fun,” he says, motioning to the tv. You shrug. “I’m not sure, I don’t think I’m tough enough.”

Benny grabs the beer out of your hand and place both on the table, then grapple you and pull you to the floor. He’s being playful, but he’s overwhelmingly strong and you can’t pull away. You get pinned on your back, with your arms pinned and his butt a few inches from your face. “Yeah buddy! You’re done!” He laughs as you groan in confusion. “Alright alright ya got me,” you say, thinking he’s just an overly familiar bro. He wiggles his butt infront of your face, laughing. “Nah buddy, this is how I welcome all of my new clients at the gym.”

“Wha-“ is all you get out before he rips his shorts down and slams his beefy ass in your face. The disgusting sweat feeling and intense musk stench throws you off guard and you let out a little whine. His hairy ass ate your whole face, the cheeks going past your ears. “Oh man your face is comfy!” Your nose was pushed up against his greasy asshole, and then you felt it - he was straining. You tried to scream out when a hot fart rips directly up your nostrils, sputtering around your face. “Fuck yeah smell that, bro!”

This torment went on for over an hour, your new “friend” smashed your face in his cheeks, wiggles around, made you guess what he ate for dinner based on the smell of his gas. He was a monster, and you were at his mercy. Benny pushed out one last wet fart and stood, looking down at your face, flashing an evil but playful smile. “You survive, bud?” You couldn’t look him in the eyes, you felt too weak to stand, and part of you wanted to throw up. “W… why?” He sat down on the couch, now only his sweaty jock strap. “I only train guys who can take mental hell. You made it dude. I can’t tell you how many guys I’ve made pass out under my ass. You refused to go out and took those shit gusts like a man. You’re a champ. 10 free sessions… hey… maybe I could be convinced to give you a year of free sessions… think you can make 5 hours?”

You panicked as he stood back up, and quickly jumped on top of you. Before you could even react, your face was deep in his hairy cheeks again. “If you pass out before time is up, I’m taking a massive protein dump to wake you up.” You cried into his ass, sucking in a fart, praying you’d never have to experience Benny’s protein dump.

Spoiler alert: you did.

[smotherem4good]

Honestly....my luck astonishes me sometimes

Be expecting another vid or two on this vid....don't ask me how...but I was able to get another meet set up...that's 2 within the week...so yeah cause I love yall I'll be posting vid of me sitting on another new face....and him sitting on me and getting revenge. Look out...once again.

[smotherem4good]

Something stinky this way comes

A new video may be in the future of thisvid tonight....I know I've been MIA for awhile. .but every time I tried to post a caption for picture they pulled it. .so just stayed off. But that doesn't mean I've forgotten my followers and intend to share my experiences of fetish with yall. So be on the look out...it's a good one ;)

[squasheeeme]

Neighbor Next Door Part 3.

I could never forget what had just happened to me, that mammoth of a man literally just fucked my face. His ass hairs stuck to this dildo that is strapped and sticking straight up, I can feel is big load drying on my face. The upstairs sliding glass door opens and closes, I have lost track of time and didn’t think of what could come next. All these extremely massive guys with their big hot asses and jiggly bodies have came back down and are standing around me, not one of them left early, looks like they ate some more food and washed it all down with beer and alcohol. They’re giggling and bodies swaying back and forth kinda gave it away. They are all pretty drunk and seemed to be very facinated with the idea of this big dildo attached to my face. They all started looking at each other with the biggest smiles, rubbing their bellies and helping each other lube up their asses. I came to the conclusion that this was it this was gonna be the rest of the day and night for me.. my face used as a ass banging machine. I hear “me first” all within two seconds I was place on the floor in the up right position. bob-o behind me and this giant of a super chub in front of me . No lies he had to be 6’4 600lbs and looked mid 40’s and like all of them very very hairy. I couldn’t even see his asshole. I could just see shimmering glittery ass sweat beading off his ass hairs...it all happened so quick, they all turned to frisky kinky drunks and I was in trouble. Two of the superchubs each grabbed Bob-o’s soft jiggly ass cheeks and pulled them apart. Another big beast of a guy with his huge dimply soft arms forces my head into Bob-o’s ass. Just my nose and the dildo was all that they could see sticking out. My head squished between his big fat ass I can vagily hear laughter and wet farts sliding out of big ass from here and over there. Randy with a slur in his voice said” don’t let up guys who knows when we will have a chance like this again” the basement roared.. sounded like a bunch of hard core football fans at a big game. Thought to my self over and over “ just had to drill a hole and have my own little peep show”.......”never again” I shouted, which was a mumble with the dildo in my mouth. Mark walks over...my head still in Bob-o’s ass, he presses his huge ass up smothering my face and rips a loud fart ..The boy said” let’s begin”. Like I said all within 2 seconds this happen and squish, plop, smack and then like a plumber plunging a toilet the room echoed in a quik quik sound . The back of my head buried as far as it can go into Bob-o’ ass and this 600 pound gorilla ass pancakes my face . Their bodies rocking back and forth with both their asses meeting my head feeling a total of 1100 pounds of ass crushing my face . The super chub moaning and groaning as if this was the best feeling in the world. Helping hands grabbing his ass spreading his cheeks making sure he gets all of the dildo and more. One after another the back of my head still in Bob-o’s ass my face was blasted by the biggest asses and superchubs I’ve ever seen. Every so often I would feel a deep vibration on the back of my head from Bob-o letting out his chilly dog farts and also greeted with a nasty wet farts to my face before being trapped inside their asses for periods at a time. At last after 3 hours which only put us at 5:00pm the dildo and strapped has been released from my face. My face didn’t even seem to feel normal, as if it was coated in layers and layers of stanky ass sweat and farts and ass crack hairs. After 15 minutes of the big guys catching their breaths . I over heard them talking about “ let’s see how that tongue and face feels in our asses like what Randy had mentioned earlier”.. (thinking to myself do these guys ever get enough of tormenting a boy?)I fall back until I’m laying on the basement floor...exhausted ...a itching urge takes over from all the juices and hairs caked on my face but I’m still secured in these damn straps. Terrified to ask if someone could itch my face.. not knowing what the outcome would be.

I can’t take it any more “ please please” I begged. “My face itches so bad can one of you please help”. The big group of drunk sweat dripping superchubs are all feeling really relaxed, standing around chit chatting drinking their beers with burst of raunchy farts blasting out of their asses like it was a competition. The room has a constantly odor of B.O and deviled eggs, ass and body sweat soaked the couch with puddles building up on the floor where they stand. “Well that’s our que” one of the drunk superchubs slurred out of his mouth. Another said” oh we will take care of that itch for you” ,like a tree this huge guy free falls ass first on my face. All the other guys start laughing..”ohhh.. ouch.. damn Paul”. They chuckled. My head felt like it had sunk into the concrete basement floor, his ass that is so massive just melts and forms around my head. His hairy soggy ass starts grinding my face back and forth .Although there was a ringing in my ears and skull crushing pain I couldn’t see anything but darkness, the relief of the itching was easing up and actually felt.....awesome, under the circumstances. Every 30 seconds he would lean forward and I would catch my breath but only to feel a gust a warm air shoot out of his ass and then darkness again. This went on for hours which felt like forever. All making remarks like” oh, seems like your face still has an itch, let me help” Randy, Paul and the rest we’re all having a blast. Riding my face, forcing me to inhale their gases, but the worst was yet to come . The guys cleared a path to let Mark come through. Mark again was 625 lbs and all ass and hasn’t showered in days, drunk as can be stumbling around. He belches” my turn”. All the other big guys all smothered me in their ass in the same position.. there ass covering my face and balls on my chin.( I think mark had a different idea) with each foot by the side of my head, I look up and see nothing but his ass and hairy crack above me, balls dripping in sweat. He tried to sit back but looses balance.. falls and crushes my face. He is sitting on me with his balls on my forehead and his arms holding himself up behind him by the sides of my waist. The impact of his fall caused some penatration. His big giant loose ass lips had wrapped around my nose and mouth. He let out a sigh and I felt him relax and his ass sinks down even more. The whole front of my face felt like it was being used as he personal dildo, I can feel the warmth of inside his ass, his big sweaty wet farts would meet my mouth and had no chance to exit his ass. I was on the edge of passing out. White flashes hit me, I would try to move and squirm but it wouldn’t even jiggle his belly and his huge hanging boobs, he was just to big and heavy. He lets out another nasty fart... I had passed out with my face inside his ass. Moments later I wake up to a loud “suction sound” he had released my face from his sweat coated ass. In a daze and coming to, some of the guys picked me up and laid me on the couch, my head dangling of the cushion I hear “ quick he needs dick to mouth recepitation” before I can even put two and two together my face was buried in a padded hairy crotch with someone’s cock down my throat.( I didn’t think Randy was for real about being his Slave for the weekend, i almost just died with my face in Marks enormous ass).

Very angry I lightly bit down on this guys cock, he quickly removed it from my mouth. I yelled” this is bullshit, I literally almost died and instead of helping me you think of others ways to have your fun” I was cut off by Randy” uhh Christopher that is not how we treat our guest and btw while most will be leaving tonight a few will be staying the night here , down in the basement with you, and the large gut hanging above you is one of them” said smirkingly. ( I just died a little inside. I can’t even think about later tonight, I didn’t have a choice in anything...nothing I do matters...Except what I just did this superchubs cock). The now very angry superchub jams his cock in my mouth. Pounding my face harder and harder, his big meaty hairy balls punching my face like a fist, he lays over me with all his weight. I mumble in a panic” I can’t breath”. This is not stopping him at all, with every thrust and every ball sack punch to my face I am drowning in his body sweat. ( oh god, white flashes are coming back, just as I’m ready to pass out again, but I feel a breeze) “ please let me go.. I’ll do anything”. I said crying in tears trying to catch my breath . I can feel his crotch hairs all in mouth and teeth. Instantly I feel his big warm load covering my face.. running down my cheeks, (My face is literally covered in layers of gunk and hairs from all day like someone tar’d and feathered me. He quickly turns around and my face meets his hairy ass as he lets out this long wet fart. He turns back around and gives my face a couple smacks with his hand and then moves to the side. I open my eyes to see a line behind him. Just bulges and rolls over lapping their bodies. There is a river of sweat in a stream of where they stand with a pile of their briefs, jock straps and speedos forming a dam so their sweat won’t get under the couch . (I didn’t even want to know what all that was, I had bigger prob-) my thought was distracted by the next superchub moving up in line, his belly swigging back n forth with each step, girthy man hands lift his belly and then plops it on my chest as his cock penetrates my mouth.

Cock after cock in my mouth my face feels like it went through a 12 round boxing match, my face lathered in cum which the earlier coats have now harden and become crusty. The evening turned to night, few of the big burly fellas headed out for the night but Not without saying goodbye first, which was a hand on the back of my head and my face buried in there asses until they couldn’t fart anymore. One superchub said “goodbye” for 8 mins. My nose so clogged with cum,fart, sweat and body hairs I couldn’t even smell anymore just felt the warm musky breeze smacking my face and being forced to taste their farts.

9:15 pm was the time, A few superchubs have left the big party cook out. (Which made me soo happy But again so scared and upset). Randy stands up from the couch, while the others are sitting in other chairs in a circle. Randy said “ this..... has been one of the best parties yet....I’m not ready to call it quits, I say we play a few games.” All of the big naked sweaty guys sitting there in chairs way to small for even just one ass cheek. Start chanting “ No home we shall go”.Drunk and laughing Randy ask Bob-o “ can you grab the chilly chip dip up stairs” . He added “the big tub”. Randy goes to sit back down, which for the last 15 minutes my face has been his cushion “ phffttt” as his ass draws closer and closer his fingers gripping his big ass, spreading his cheeks wide “BOOM”.my nose crushed, my nostrils up against his slimy hole. (Randy never did take his meds today, I should know I have been a victim of his ass). My mind draws blank after he blast a god awful smell into my nose. “I can smell again” I thought... immediately yelling “Nooooo” but like before it was all mumble. Randy says” ohhh Chris, my ass loves you too” as he rips another fart. “Ring Ring”.... the timer went off. I hear “ ok you’re up”. A very anxious superchubs says” I think I’m gonna use my 20 minutes this way” he swiftly grabs my legs and has them goin up the back of the couch, my face front and center on the seat cushion. He grabs his balls in his hand and His massive ass plummets my way. “Splat” (his full weight crushing me) he shifts around, farting, rolling his ass from side to side, His ass soaked and dripping for all the ass sweat On this one seat cushion. He leans his very hairy back on my legs, I can feel the rolls of fat absorbing my legs. ( he had me locked in place) he removes his hand from his balls and lets go. Some of his ass cheeks and taint have my head pinned between his thigh. His balls Felt like two baseballs when it hit my face, his balls were soo full and heavy. The pair of hairy dripping sweaty balls covered half my face. I couldnt breath. Gasping for air. He grabs his balls and gently lifts before quickly letting them fall to be greeted by my mouth. The Superchub grabs his thigh and lifts and said” you better lick it all boy, let me see what you got”. My head rattled by his thigh squashing my face.

(I laid there for a bit in between what I thought were gonna be my last Breath at times. I swallowed my pride, the pride I had deep down inside, or what was left.) took a deep breath and told myself “ just let it go, your not gonna win, ever. Do as they say, maybe they will be a little easier”.I put some effort in licking and sucking his balls. The superchub who thought he was going have his way begins moaning , I can see his cock growing past his ball sack that Barely covers my eyes. pre cum dribbling down the base of his cock, he pulls up his ball sack and then drops it back down on my face. I can tell he is letting me breathe more. ( despite all the hair on his balls, this isn’t so bad) not one second laster.. he leans back and lifts up a little, my legs now really being crushed. He closes his thighs and rips a massive fart, it had to of lasted like 25 seconds. Then like nothing happened my face is impaled by his giant balls. It stunk soo bad I can’t even explain it. So I put past the smell and continue to lick his balls clean. The timer kept going off and everyone loved the position. I spent hours just taking farts, getting my face slapped with ball sacks and cocks and licking their balls clean. The last timer rang. Some one said” fresh air break” and one by one. Walked out and left me there face laying in a pool of ass sweat and my legs that I can’t feel and stuck on the back of the couch. I glance over , beer bottles, rum and shot glasses laying around. I noticed like 7 empty bags of chips and the whole tub and small tub of chilly chip dip was gone, Not a drop wasted on the coffee table. I’m not stupid I know what is coming. I spent 5 minutes laying there trying to convince myself .”just tough it out you been taken blows to your face all day” I said out loud kind of jokingly. I took a deep breath and shook my head in shame. “Sigh” “ I give up”. Just as I do I here them coming back down the stairs.... and not by their footsteps....

May make one more part to end this story.

[squasheeeme]

Neighbor Next Door Part 2

I wake up from a nap from a brutal night I just had, strapped to Randy’s chair with Marks very large sweat filled underwear crammed in my mouth still, I can tell the cook out has started as upstairs sounds like a dance club. Seems as if the whole floor upstairs in popping and cracking I can see the floor bowing, imagining the worst I picture the living room and kitchen full of very large half naked sweaty guys scratching their ass and farting and burping eager to have their way with me. Trying to remain positive and telling myself it will all be over soon and I will be at

home before I know it. The voice of Randy and Mark shout out above all the guys “who’s ready to have some real fun” without hesitation it sounded like a stampede has started and I hear the door knob make a clinging noise as the door flys open. I hear Randy say over everyone “before the fun starts I have some rules”, as he is trying to hold back the laughter. Rule 1 there will be no anal penetration on him. Then there’s a moment of silence, Randy says” and that’s it get in line”. Randy walks over to me, The word “spank” on his ass is all I see as he removes Marks briefs from my mouth. I lift my head to see at least 15 guys all had to be 480lbs and up. Some of the guys naked and some of them in swim speedos that looked to be swallowed by their fat. Randy running his fat fingers through my hair says .. “anything goes boy, hope your ready for a looooong day and night”. Almost in tears the first enormous hairy superchub makes his way to me. His large thighs swings over my face and body, slowly lowering his body onto me, I get a mouth full of his big hairy balls, my face pinned under his soft jiggly belly I start to feel his cock get hard and pressing up against my face .. getting bigger and bigger. He fat chub cock fills my mouth at the same time I feel hands groping my cock and balls. This superchub is pounding my mouth, sounds like his friends are clapping but I can feel that it is his massive ass cheeks on top of me smacking together , drenched in his body sweat I hear a loud roar as his hot thick juices shoot down my throat. His big sweaty balls peel off my chin ,I feel I am being unstrapped From the chair. Nervous as hell but also kinda turned on by what had just happened. I feel a swift movement . I smell a familiar odor hovering over my face. Forcing my eyes open from all the crotch and belly sweat I see Mark’s hairy giant ass, cheeks spread as far as he can get them. “Poof” my head was gone submerged in his ass crack. Smelling horrid , worse then it did yesterday. I feel my arms being pinned and strapped at my side and my legs pinned and strapped straight. Mark stands up pushing a fart out as it relieves my face from his ass.

I am laying there helpless looking at the room of all these super obese horny guys of all ages, licking their lips, playing with their balls and cock, hearing farts slip out here and there seems as if all of them are dripping in sweat as it is so hot in this basement.Randy just sitting back in his other chair with a beer smirking enjoying the show. I hear a guy say “ok Bob-o, you ready” this kid had to be low 20’s in age and about 5’8 500lbs . Just this massive smooth superchub boy. His belly gently sliding across my face as he gets on top of me in a 69 position. Then BAM he plops his huge body on me his big smooth balls resting on my mouth feeling his full weight as his legs are spread out. I am literally trapped under this kid, can’t even budge . I can feel his warm mouth playing with my cock. I close my eyes for a moment of enjoyment only to be quickly opened to a dark shadow, there’s a line forming behind this boys huge bubbly ass. Confused on what exactly is going on here the first guy comes up to this boys ass. My face is a few inches away of watching these superchub cocks pounding this boys ass. My nose constantly being pinched Inbetween all these asses as they take their turns. I’m drenched in my sweat and the sweat from all these asses. I’m chocking and gaging. After 2 hours of this,the last superchub in line smacks the boys ass, quietly says “ok bob-o, you ready for your part” Bob-o shakes his big perfect bubble ass from side to side and then scoots up and leans back . His ass filled and dripping with cum. He must of had like a half gallon on warm cum inside him. I slowly start to see cum oozing from his clean ass. The flow is getting thicker and thicker . Trying to keep my mouth shut I feel these big manly hands on my balls , he tugs and twist my balls . My mouth opens as I scream in pain, biiig mistake my face now engulfed in this boys ass my mouth stuck open I can feel the warmth and taste the cum squirting in my mouth and covering my face . This boy starts riding my face, my head bouncing from the couch to his ass until all the cum that was in him was now down my throat and on my face . This 500 pound boy slowly gets up. Feels like my face has been dunked in slime. I feel a rag wiping my face. After my face was cleaned I seen that it wasn’t a rag it was Marks briefs that was being wiped all over my face. My jaw dropped” thinking to myself , I don’t want to do this anymore just please please let me go” a few of the bigger guys have lifted me up and then turned me over stomach side down. I was being lowered face first into the 500 pound superchub smooth bubbly ass. Another hairy superchub sat on me as he grabbed my hair, forcing me to lick and clean every inch of this kids ass.. I tried doing it as quickly as I could so it could be over with. It still ended up taking me 45 min of my tongue going across his ass. Down In his crack to his hole and balls before all the cum and sweat was gone.

Randy Shouts” break time, we will take an hour long food and pool break before returning “ . Still laying there strapped and not being able to really move I just laid there staring at the ceiling hearing the foot steps going away, wood popping and cracking as they made their way....... except this other set of foot steps I hear still lingering in the basement . I look over to see this guy... had to be about mid 50’s 550lbs hairy daddy type. His back and ass so hairy you could barely see his skin. Peeking around the corner of the wall watching as the least set of foot prints made its way out the door. He quickly turns and storms over to me. Devilishly looking me over up and down... he slowly pulls down his speedos.. places his speedo with ass hairs all over it over my eyes. Moments later I hear rough fling around . I feel this strap going around my head with what seemed like a gag in my mouth. He removes his speedo and “what the hell is this” I mumbled . He just smiled and turned around. This guy had placed what looks to be a strap on dildo to my fucking face. The dildo base resting in my mouth. He scoops me up and sits me against the wall. My hands and legs still strapped and now my body pinned between his thighs. I see his extremely un natural hairy giant ass backing it’s way up to my face . In total disbelief and thinking who would ever think something like this . I see his ass hole open up and the head of the 10 inch dildo pop into his ass. Slowly taking it all and his ass now crushing my face against the wall he begins to fuck my face .. watching his ass lips hug this dildo and then come back to meet my lips. I was dramatized and he was having the time of his life. He began to ride it faster and harder. His ass had to be about 4 feet wide and my face feeling every inch of it . I can feel my face covered in his ass sweat and ass hair , it was all over. After 15 min I hear him say”ahh my knees” and think to myself oh thank god he is pooped. He picks me up and throws me on the couch. Now standing over me and grabs my face and places the dildo to his hole, with no hesitation he free drops his ass on my face .. I can’t breath his balls and cock are smacking my face as he rides the dildo. His ass sweat moist my lips . This older guy is going to town his moans getting louder and louder. The dildo pops out of his ass and as his cum soaks my face .. he catches his breath as his cock shrinks back up inside his crotch, gives me a big smirk and said” time for a sandwich” and walks away. I am panicking and doing everything I can to have him take this off before anyone else gets any ideas. Telling myself there’s only but 30 min left until they come back . Wtf am I gonna do . ..... to be continued. (Part 3)