I love male butts!!!

Love it when a guy has a nice behind! 

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[theweirdooo5]

Blakes Little Toy

(Heres again another one of my stories from DeviantArt! Hope you guys enjoy! ^-^) 

Phil was a typical teenage boy. Despite his illnes he still lived a happy life. He didnt have much friends, well no friends, because he was being homeschooled. He wasnt allowed into normal schools because the thing with him is.

He isnt ill as in mentally or physically. He is tiny. And not like 5.4 ft. No. He is only 10 cm tall. Thats around 4 inches.

It all started when he was born. After few months the doctor noticed that he wasnt growing like other children. In fact in every check-up Phil seemed smaller. The doctors were pretty concerned but when they found out that it stopped and found a way how his parents can take care of him they were happy.

Of course because of this Phil recieved lots of attention from his relatives. This made Blake, his older cousin a bit jealous and he disliked Phil for it. Blake was 2 years older.

His showing of hate started in their young ages when Blake would play with Phil like he was an action figure or a doll. In their early teen years Blake would sometimes "accidently" sit on Phil or step on him. Of course not so much that he would hurt him.

When Blake started going to high-school, he would often put Phil on his dads, teachers, or Phils dads chair so they would unawarely sit on him while Blake would watch and stay quiet.

It gave him a weird satisfaction. Knowing how much he suffered. One day Phil learned that his parents had to go abroad because of work and that he had to stay with his aunt and uncle. Of course he liked them but he didnt like Blake. His parents, actually nobody believed him because Blake always seemed nice and so innocent.

Phil hated that. He could never be right. The excuses for Blakes behaviour were annoying. "Oh he is just a kid, Oh he didnt mean it,  Oh Phil how did you get on my chair! Haha". And all Phil could do was just take it.

When he arrived to his cousins place, sadly he hugged his parents and they handed him to uncle Greg. It was a year ago that he last been here. His uncle was a fine man. A nice 6 ft 1 tall man with a nice round bubble butt that one would love to dig in. Then there was also blake.

He got a bit taller. Now he was 5.11 ft with a fit looking body. Blake was the captain of the schools basketball team. He was very good and he has won lots of competitions and matches for his school that he even recieved a scholorship from various schools.

Then they sat down. Still in uncle Gregs hands, he told Phil: "So..since I have to go to work and your auntie has some work to do tommorrow and so on, because of her mother..ugh, you will stay in Blakes room. Dont worry we built you a tiny house you can stay in!"

It was no secret that his uncle hated his wifes mother and it made him chuckle a bit but the information that he will stay with Blake scared him.  He knew that Blake will be cruel.

Uncle Greg got up and handed him to Blake. He then went to the kitchen to grab a beer from the fridge so he can watch some TV. Phil could see the evil smirk on Blakes face. "Look, I found this piece of tape in my pocket, how random lets give you a welcoming gift Phil!" smiled Blake as he taped Phil to the cushion of the couch.

When Greg returned, he sat down full force without even looking down. His big butt made Phil sink a bit and he could feel all the weight on him. His face was stuck underneath Gregs bubble butt and he could feel how he was getting flatter.

He couldnt do anything though. He was super tiny.  Phil could hear that Greg was watching some sports and after a while...

"YEAH!!! GET THEM!!!....."

"HA! THEY SHOULD WATCH OUT FOR THIS!"

FFRFRPFPPFDPFDPFPRPFPDFFRFRPFPPFDPFDPFPRPFPDFFRFRPFPPFDPFDPFPRPFPD!!!

As he finished that sentence Greg reliesed a loud, long fart. Phil could not be unhappier. It was rank and it burned his nostrills.

"DAMN DAD!! That stinks!!"

Commented Blake as he was very excited of knowing how much Phil was suffering right now. His dad just laughed at it.

"It came from the best source!"

After what felt like hours or even days Greg got up. Blake untaped Phil and took him in his hands.

"Well..play time is over, would have loved to see you getting crushed some more."

Phil was mad. They then went to Blakes bedroom as it was late. Phil noticed a beautiful house out of wood. It had nice little bed inside and it looked not as bad as he imagined it would be. But then his hopes got shredded again.

"Yeah, a nice house isnt? Hehe, but you wont be spending any nights there!"

Blake then took off his pants, pulled his undies open and put Phil between his meaty cheaks. Phils tiny head crushed agaisnt Blakes anus. He could feel Blake shifting a bit as he was getting comfortable in his bed.

Phil knew he couldnt do the same. It was moist, dark and it was stinky. After a while Blake started to throw some of his night farts. Phil hated this. Not only did he have to spend the night with Blake but Blake was carelessly sleeping while Phil suffered by his nasty farts.

Everytime he closed his eyes a bit he would start to suffocate or had the need to barf. After a very very very long time for Phil it was morning. Blake got up, got dressed and then reliesed his morning gas.

He only remembered that Phil was there due to some movements in his ass. He pulled him out and smirked. He knew that his father needed to use the bathroom every morning. And that he spent a long time there.

Therefore before his dad managed to get in, Blake tied Phils hands and legs with a string and then tied the upper part to the flush and the bottom part to the bottom part of the toilet.

Phil looked like a little hammock in the toilet-bowl. Since Greg is usually very tired in the morning he definately couldnt notice a tiny Phil inside of the toilet, at least thats what Blake hoped for.

After 30 minutes of waiting Blake finally got what he wanted. Greg walked into the bathroom. Blake went to his room quickly, unnoticed and couldnt hold back his laugh.

Of course Phil was in hell. He tried to yell for help but Blake made sure his mouth stayed open. He put some tiny elastics over it. Phil then saw the giant man sitting down. He didnt even notice him.

It all went dark. The asshole was just a millimeter above Phil tiny head. He could see it pucker up and reliese the first tiny fart. He was frightened. He never experienced anything like this before.

Then he saw something huge stick out of it. A thick, long log slid across Phil face into the bowl. He could taste a bit of it and he wanted to cry. He tried to scream for help but nothing helped.

Then another one. This had to be a nightmare. It smelled so bad and the ass was so close. Then Greg had to wipe. Because of Phil being so close to the anus, he accidently pushed his head into the ass, making the string to get tighter, hurting his tiny arms.

Like this he didnt wipe at all. He only went across Phils backside of the head. He stood up, put his pajama pants back on closed the lid and flushed. And then he left.

Phil cried. His face was full of dirt and shit. He was still stuck inside of the bowl. Then Blake came. He opened the lid and started laughing. Phil had tears running down his face.

Then Blake also took a seat. He then started pushing out a long, stinky log. He was enjoying every second of it. Making sure it would last long. Then after he was done he untied the string ends and then tied them around his waist.

That way Phil was secured inbetween his buttcheeks as he put his black tight boxershorts on. He then went to the kitchen to eat breakfast. Phil couldnt ask nor scream for help.

"Where is Phil?", asked aunt Jane.

"He is still sleeping, Ill bring him something later dont worry mum." , responded Blake.

He sat down and squished Phil, making him go a bit deeper into his ass. He wiggled his butt a bit, not to get comfortable but to torture Phil more. Phil was starving, but couldnt eat.

Blake was the absolut hell.  After he was done eating, he went to his room to play on the computer. To make sure he could see Phils pain he took him out and put him onto his chair-cushion.

He quickly buttdropped onto it and started playing.  His tight joggers hugging his big butt nicely. Phil in the middle, his head pinned down. He didnt hold back with the farts, and shortly reliesed an airy SBD.

"Ahhh..that felt good!", said Blake proudly.

Phil didnt feel well. The mixture of all random sweetly yet nasty smells got him. He was so tired of it. He just wanted to go home already. He wanted someone to find him but couldnt. Even though it was weekend, Blakes mom went to her mother and his dad had to work.

It was really great opurtunity to use Phil, though Phil wished he was more dead than this. Every time Blake lost a round he would start to bounce in his chair. Crushing Phils head with his ass.

At lunchtime Blake got up and took his pris....cousin to the kitchen to eat. Of course Phil wasnt allowed to eat. He had to watch Blake eating an entire meal while Phil was starving. Seeing how hungry Phil was, made Blake want to eat even more.

He then got a dessert, when his mother walked in! Phil tried to get help but before he could do anything Blake grabbed him and told his mom that they just ate and that they were getting a dessert.

Phil was so angry but Blake was covering his mouth. They took the bowl with the icecream and went to Blakes room. He placed the bowl on his desk, his cousin onto his chair and he plopped down.

"Dont worry Phil! Youll taste it soon! But in a different form! HAHAHHA!" Blake didnt care how cruel he was, or how Phil felt. He just wanted his week to be good. And no tiny bug will get in his way. He will make sure of it!

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[theweirdooo5]

Haha just found this mans tiktok and insta and i can not be more happy!!!! HE EVEN HAS A YOUTUBE CHANNEL!!! Like damn!!!! SIT THAT CAKE ON MY FACE!!!! 🤤🤤🤤🥵🥵

[stinkfaceme]

[sexygiantmontages]

Hope you’re ready for my workout farts little guy hehehe

[theweirdooo5]

Yes sir!

[poloffi-deactivated20251031]

Shrink Roulette - Chapter 3

Lucas spent his time examining me. He playfully threw me about, without any consideration of my fear of him. “Can you put me down? I’m gonna be sick,” I almost demanded, I had reached some kind of boiling point from both the anger of being dangled from every limb and my overwhelming anxiety that I may never go home again. “Hey hey little guy, no need to be bossy. Besides, I think we all know who the real boss is,” Lucas points at himself with his thumb and gives off a cocky expression. “So, this is what the shrink roulette does eh? Gives little criminal pricks like you to awesome people like me, people who do good. Live good lives.” “Well, no it’s not like that-” “Shut it, I didn’t say you could talk!” Lucas snapped. His dark brows started to turn to his eyes in anger. I hate to admit it but he really did look gorgeous, I misjudged him sadly. He was on a power trip and god knows what he would do o me.

Lucas let me down onto the desk and stood up and walked out of the room. I was on my own and thinking I should run, there’s a cracked window not too far and maybe I can get onto the windowsill. Maybe. I look to the door for Lucas, or his shadow. I can’t be caught escaping. Without any hesitation I run towards the window. I can see the sky from behind the curtains and it’s dark, the sun has almost completely set, I have maybe three hours to evade Lucas. “What are you doing!?” I hear him shout from behind me but I don’t stop. I’m too slow however, and I see the shadow cast from his large hand ready to grab me. I shut my eyes tightly and then everything goes black.

-

I’m having deja vu, I feel like I’m waking up again on that office chair but then I see a large multi-coloured wheel, like a lottery wheel. I then try to move my arms but they’re stuck, and so are my legs. I’ve been put inside some kind of tube and only my head is free. This is bad. Lucas comes into my vision, he’s wearing nothing but a pair of red boxer briefs which look a little worn. His body is huge from my view, one of his leg hairs rival the size of my finger. He sits down and stares at me sadistically. By now I’m about to faint again. It’s very hot and I’ve just woken up from a daze, and I’m in the company of a giant man who probably wants me dead.

“Let’s start” he says, turning the wheel. It spins for a about a minute before slowing and then I start to make out the words written on each fraction. ARMPIT, BUTT, GROIN, what do these all mean? Is he going to torture me just like I’ve seen other giants do on TV? The wheel stops and Lucas announces what it says. “Oh, looks like you’re gonna be visiting my armpit! Tell it I say hi, he then grabs the wooden tube-like frame I’m captured in like a handle and brings me closer and closer, lifting his arm up and then shoving my head right into his musky pit. The heat intensifies the smell and he lowers his arm, leaving me stuck inside.

The smell is intense, the strongest scent of body odor I’ve smelt in my whole life. He mustn’t have showered at all for this. I try to move my head around but all I do is cover my face in his sweaty pit slime. It’s almost over for me when he finally releases his hold and then keeps me firmly in his grasp.

“Fun? Well, looks like you’ll be visiting dangerous red next!” I look over to the wheel and see BUTT. Oh no, I’ve already had to endure it once but another time, without a layer is too much. I start to cry for help but he ignores me and lifts one of his cheeks up, slotting me right under his sweat marked crack. There’s a little skid mark right above my face which I see before he lowers his cheek again, completely sealing me in the shitty smell.

The fabric of his briefs cover my face and all I can smell is his unwashed asshole. I feel a little pulsing from above followed by a torrent of pure ass gas. Lucas farts on my tiny, helpless frame over and over. I have no choice but to inhale the toxicity. It burns my nostrils, the sulfuric, eggy smell. I try to shuffle around but I can’t move.

More minutes go by, midnight must’ve passed. Lucas finally plucks me, now wedged in his crack. I’m released from the rotten prison he subjected me to only to see the final punishment. It says, GROIN. I wonder what’s going to happen. Will he keep me in the front of dick again? Maybe he’ll trap me under his balls. Anything but the ass feels like a dream at this point. He looks down at me and smiles, “I was hoping this one would happen, looks like you get to spend some quality time with me tonight! Sweet dreams”. I watch as he opens the front of his waistband and then starts to lower me in, I start to scream. It’s too dark to see inside but I can see a bush start to show itself. I plead with Lucas, to not put me in there but again he doesn’t listen and I’m shoved carelessly into the front of his briefs, to spend all night inside. The tube I’m in opens up and I fall into the dark pit. Forever lost, and the broadcast of this year’s Shrink Roulette cuts off. End of Nate’s story To be continued…

[bearcubfin]

[theweirdooo5]

Wow!! Imagine getting to taste his meaty farts!! Yummy!!! 🤤😍😍

[raunchyfrat]

[theweirdooo5]

Always love these types of videos even if i saw them like million times already!!! Love a gassy man!! Mmm...just imagine how lucky his seat is. When he plops his big bubbly behind down....YUM!!! 😍😍🤤🤤

[tymtoi]

Brieflines by Axel Corona

[kensprof]

Strap Views.

[theweirdooo5]

Mmmm

[kensprof]

Casual Pool Views.

[theweirdooo5]

Yum!! Such a cute man!!

[kensprof]

Jorge Shorts’ed.

[theweirdooo5]

Yum!! 😋😍🤤

[allaboutbuttsblog]

Meaty blue

[kensprof]

With The T Shirt, Or With Out?

[theweirdooo5]

Who is this guy? Like name?? Would really like to know!!!

[theweirdooo5]

Teachers Pet

( Another story from my deviantart :)  Hope you guys like it and any feedback is welcome! ) 

Steve loved school. He had really good grades, he was pretty much liked by his classmates (maybe because he always convinced the teachers not to give so much homework) but the most important reason was that he had a huge crush on his english teacher Mr. Demon.

Mr. Demon was very friendly. Had this cute smile, amazing body (including a huge bubble butt), and the way he spoke just made Steve drool. He knew that there was no choice for him and Mr. Demon to be together, since he was just a young student but he had his little dreams.

He would sometimes do a guys homework just so the guy would often ask for help during class. He only did this for people sitting in front of him so Mr. Demon would bend right in front of Steve. The tight slacks, the brief lines, that probably delicious tasting ass. It was the least he could do.

One day though Mr. Demon asked Steve to stay after class. Steve didnt know what would happen. He was pretty nervous. All kinds of thoughts went through his head. What if his fantasies come true. They will fuck hard on the teachers desk, he will scream his name in pleasure, he will show him how much he loves his teacher. All these stupid porn-scenarios.

"Steve, whats wrong with you? You arent acting like your usual self lately. Not paying attention, not filling the answers in your tests, I..is everything okay?" Mr. Demon asked, sounding concerned.

"Y..yeah!! EVERYTHING IS OKI!!" responed Steve nervous. He couldnt just tell his teacher how much he loved him.

Mr. Demon raised one of his eyebrow and gave Steve a smirk. "Oh, really? SOoo, its just a crush?? Ive had that many times, guys crushing on girls in their class!" Mr. Demon teased jokingly.

Steve just nervously laughed. "Y..yeah, haha" Steve tried to cover his boner. Mr. Demons annoying sounding teasing sounded so sweet. Steves cock was throbbing. Man, did he want it bad. He made a soft moan and his erection got bigger. Steve of course forgot about it and put his hands away.

Mr. Demon looked down and said: "Uhm..so..maybe you should go.." Steve turned the darkest red after relizing what Mr. Demon probably saw. "I..I can explain!! I just its not from you..I.." Steve wanted to die. It was so damn embarrassing!

"W..what do you mean?" looked Mr. Demon confused. Then took a closer look and saw it. A huge tent was building inside of his students pants. Steve then realized that maybe Mr. Demon didnt see it before. The shame that Steve felt was unimaginable.

"I..I wasnt telling you to leave because of that haha, I..I just ate something bad this morning and my insides are not having it. I just didnt want you to smell it, my gas is the worst haha" now nervous Mr. Demon explained the situation.

Then Steve noticed a smirk on Mr. Demons face. "You know..youre one of my favourite students. Maybe I have something for you..but you can reject if you want to." teasingly announced Mr. Demon.

Steve got confused and once again forgot about everything that had just happened. "Sure..what is it?" asked Steve curiously.

"Well..I have this gas problem, and I dont want any students to smell it...maybe you could be my seatcushion..my ass on your face, you filtering the air.." whispered Mr. Demon into Steves ear as he kissed him on the cheek after completely taking control over the hepless student.

"I..I would have your ass on my face..woud you...facesit me!?" Steve said excited. "Yes.." Mr. Demon gave Steve the cutest "puppy eyes" look and turned around bending over. His big ass, in some nice black tight dress pants. The curves showing nicely.

Steve started to drool by the sight. "I..I WILL DO IT!!! ANYTHING FOR YOU SIR!" shouted Steve as a response making it clear for Mr. Demon that he has full control over him.

He took Steve and Steve kneeled down. He put his head on the chair facing up and just watched Mr. Demons big bubble butt sit down. The cheeks melting around his head, covering everything. Then the first hot fart hit him.

It was silent, yet very warm and the smell was awful. Steve slowly realized what is happening. It was too late now. Mr. Demon was reliesing one nasty fart after another one. Some smelt meaty some cheesy and some had a mixture of eggs and milk.

Steve was very disgusted but that wasnt the worst. When he heard his clasmates walk in he froze. He couldnt get discovered like this. Of course Mr. Demon being the man he is decided to make sure he didnt need to get up at all.

This way he stayed seated the entire time. Bouncing in his seat from time to time. When Steve wasnt sniffing he would pretend to drop something and when he bend down (spreading his cheeks even more) he would squeeze Steves cock and balls.

Steve just thought about Mr. Demons words. How he is his favourite student. How he is doing this for him. These thoughts made him not care about this torture and he would gladly sniff all of the disgusting gas up.

After classes were over Mr. Demon stayed seated for a while. Then he got up and looked at Steve, smirking at Steves missery. "Well done Steve...well done..now you can wait here for a bit? I have to go and get something but Ill be right back with some more delicious farts for you!" said Mr. Demon. Smirking, tying Steves hands and putting a clip on Steves nose and taping his mouth shut.

Steve couldnt breathe and he wasnt able to move his hands either. He was starting to panic. He couldnt even call for help. He started to realize how evil Mr. Demon really was. Maybe he just said those things to get into his head.

Steve didnt want to believe this. He was starting to black out when Mr. Demon got back. He untaped his mouth, took the clip off and sat back down quickly. Making sure that Steve didnt get much of fresh air.

After three more hours of this Steve started to feel different. Once he was reliesed, breathing the normal air felt way different. It was so fresh and refreshing. When he got to school the next day Mr. Demon was in his class. Still alone since Steve came a little early.

"Good morning Steve!" said Mr. Demon, smirking as evilish as the day before. Steve knew what this does to him. That smirk, that voice. He remembered what happened that evening and he kinda wanted more.

"G..good.m..morning." stuttered Steve. "Man..I need to reliese a big one! Dont come close hahaha this will be bad!" said Mr. Demon laughing while holding his belly. Steve didnt know why but he immidiatelly got on his knees, went to Mr. Demon, put his face in his slacks-clad ass and waited.

FPFPPFRprFprFpfEpFpfDPDFPRPfrpFRPPFRFRPFRPfRPFRPfrPfDPfPDpfdfpdPFDpfPfPfPfDPfPRPfPRpfrpfRpfRpfpfdPfPfPfrPfrPfrPfprpfrpFRFRFRFRFRFRFRFRprfpfdfDfdfdfDFDFDfRfrfrfddfRfrfDpfdpfdpfdpfdpfdPfdfd!!!!!

It sure was a big one. A loud one too. It smelled like eggs with some cheesy sauce. Steve automaticly inhaled every single bit of it. Then he got up, his face turning red. Even he was confused what he has just done.

Mr. Demon just chuckled.  He then left to go for some paper work that he forgot. Not caring about Steve. Mr. Demon got what he wanted. Of course Steve didnt see it yet and he never will. After all Mr. Demon is..

"WAKE UP! THIS IS SCHOOL NOT YOUR BEDROOM!" Steve was shocked as the loud noise woke him up. It was his..beloved teacher. He saw his clasmates looking. Some were giggling some were shocked.

"W..was this just a dream?!" Steve thought to himself confused. He then saw the wet stains on his desk that were created with his saliva and a sticky wet feeling in his underwear.

"D..did I just h..have a wet dream of him farting!?" Steve was as confused as never. Did he really want his favourite teachers farts? No..it cant be...it was just his dream. A strange dream. A sick fantasy...it...this cant mean anything. Steve assured himself. But the more he observed Mr. Demon the more he wanted it to be true.

[theweirdooo5]

Slave of the family

( Another story from my deviantart! Any feedback is welcome! ^^ )

Rick (4.7 ft, 70 lb) lived with his father (7.3 ft, 771 lb), his uncle (7.1 ft, 650 lb), and his three brothers Mark (6.3 ft, 498 lb), Travis (6.5 ft, 500 lb) and Kyle (6.7 ft, 510 lb) in a house in a pretty calm, small town.

He didnt really fit in with the others since he was so small and skinny. All of the others were very masculine. Rick didnt think much of it until one day he overheard his father and uncle talking.

"Man, it really wasnt a good idea to make Rick join the football team."

"Yeah, he sucks at it. Man why can he just not be like his brothers. Like he is my son goddamnit!"

"Dont worry, he will grow once he gets older and th-"

"NO! He is 14 already! There is no way that he will get THAT much taller. Man, I feel like he isnt really my son! He just doesnt look like it."

This made Rick feel a little bit sad. He didnt want his dad to be dissapointed, but he didnt know what he could do to make it better. His father loved sports and his brothers were all athletes. He decided to just not care about it.

One day though, when Rick was laying in his bed, his father called for a family meeting type of thing. Rick felt strange, because he was the only one that was called. He was curious to know why his brothers didnt have to attend the meeting and he did.

"Listen Rick, we have to talk about something very serious."

"Sure, what is it? And why isnt Mar-"

"I decided that you should just stop playing sports or any other activity like that. Its just not for you, instead you can help your brothers with their training, huh?"

"Well, sure..I.g-"

"Okay then, you can go now."

Rick went to his room and felt relieved. He was a little bit afraid that he has done something bad but everything seemed to be okay. Rick felt kinda tired, since it was warm outside, and decided to relax a litte, until he fell asleep.

He was awoken by his brother Mark. He was poking him to wake him up.

"W..what do you want?"

"Dad said that you will do stuff for me."

"You mean, help you with training?"

"Well, sure."

Rick felt weird, thinking about the things Mark said. What did his dad mean with, "you will do stuff for me?" he didnt understand but followed Mark to his room. They got in and Mark locked the door behind them.

He told Rick to kneel down at the end of the bed while he laid on his stomach. He took his sock off, which were soaked with sweat, they were dirty and smelled. Rick just looked confused.  

"Cmon, start sucking on my toes! And dont forget to lick between the toes too so you really get the toe-jam."

"WhaT! NO! THAt is disgusting MARK!"

"HEY! Im gonna tell dad that you are refusing to do this and he will punish you!"

"That is insane! He wouldnt do that!"

"FIne, lets see what he says to your bad behaviour!"

Mark went downstairs to complain to his father, while Rick stayed in the room shocked. Why should he get punished for not licking someones feet. That was weird. There is no way that his father would be on Marks side. But he was wrong.

Ricks father called Rick downstairs and didnt look very happy. He scolded Rick for not fulfilling his tasks. Rick tried to argue back but it was useless. His father wouldnt listen and just told him that he should act or else it will be bad.

Since Rick didnt do his job, that Mark gave him, his dad thought of an punishment that would teach him a lesson. Since it was evening and his uncle was complaining about being tired, Ricks father decided to tie Rick to his uncles ass.

"So Rick, your uncle has a bad issue at the moment and he really needs to get some sleep because he has an important presentation tommorow at work, so your punishment is to sniff all of his farts in his sleep. Your uncle isnt supposed to smell any, understood?!"

"Mppfpffp", muffled Rick as a response to his fathers cruel punishment.

He thought that this was too much. His father couldnt be doing this just because he wouldnt suck his brothers toes! Plus Rick had school the next day, isnt that important too! Rick was unhappy.

His uncle didnt seem to even care. He just laid down with Rick tied to his ass, put the covers over them and fell asleep. Rick was sweating. It was so hot underneath the covers. The smell wasnt pleasent either.

PFPFPRRPPPFPRPFFRFRPRPFRPRPFRPFRPFRPfppptptptrptrppRPRPFRFfrfTT!!!!!!!!!!

The first explosion hit Ricks senses immidiatelly. The smell of musk, eggs and raw meat was disgusting. He remembered what his father told him and since he was afraid of what would happen next if he wouldnt do his "job" correctly, he started to inhale.  

He took deep breaths of it. He wanted to vomit. It was absolutely nasty. He continued until nothing could be smelled anymore and then he stopped. He felt so sick and bad. This was the worst punishment.

PRPPDDPPRRPRPPRPPRPRPFFPFPFPFRPFRPFRPFRPRPRPTTPGPGPTPRPPP!!!!!!

PFPFPFPDPDFPDPDPDPPDFPPRPRFPFPRRPFPPRPRFPRPRRPP!!!!

SSSHSHSHSHSSHSHH!!!

PFPFPFPFRPFRPFRPFRPRFPFRPRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPPFFPRFPRPFRPFRPFRPFRPPPFRPFRFPRFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPPFRPFRPFRPFRPFFRPFRPFDPRDFPPPFDRpDFPD!!!!

This went on until the morning. His uncle woke up to his alarm clock going off and Rick couldnt wait to be free. His uncle sat on him for a while until he told him that he did a good job.

He reliesed Rick and went to get dressed for work. Rick on the other hand started breating the fresh air like never before. He was more than happy to not be tied up there anymore. When he went downstairs he noticed that he was late for school.

"Dont worry Rick. I already called to school that you are sick.",said his dad in a calm voice.

Rick was happy about that because he didnt want to explain why he is late or why he smells so bad. His father told him to go rest because he is going to be doing a lot after his brothers get home.

Rick didnt feel good about that statement. Once his brothers got home Rick didnt feel well. Mark decided to occupie Rick first.

He sat down on his bed while Rick was on the ground. He took his sock off and placed his (16 size) feet on Ricks face. Rick knew what this meant and started licking. He then sucked on the toes and even between the toes. Mark was pretty satisfied. It felt very good.

Rick cried. He didnt like it at all. It tasted like salt and dirt. He sucked Marks feet for 2 hours. Marks feet were super wet while Ricks mouth was dry, and full of dirt.

After he was done with it he wanted to drink some water and when he got to the kitchen Kyle grabbed him.

"Look my desk chair broke and I really need to do this essay."

Kyle put Rick on the ground and sat on him. Rick had his face between the huge buttocks. Kyles ass totally covered Ricks entire head. Ricks neck hurt and Kyle didnt seemed to care. Rick was tapping on Kyles thigh a lot and Kyle seemed to be annoyed.

He got up, grabbed a belt and tied Ricks hands around his waist. Now Rick had his hands tied up around his brothers waist and couldnt do anything anymore.

SHSHSHSHSSHSHSHSHS!!!!

A long SBD escaped from Kyles butt right into Ricks nose. Rick couldnt move and so he had to inhale all of it. "Good Boy!", said Kyle with a sadistic tone in his voice. He really seemed to enjoy this. Knowing how much he was hurting the much smaller, and weaker boy.

After a hour or so he was done. It was around 6pm and since it was friday they decided to make a nice movie night. Unfortunately they didnt have enough seats and so Rick had to let Travis sit on him.

His neck still hurt from Kyle but his father didnt care at all. Travis neither, so he just plopped his bubbly cheeks down on Ricks face and his head dissapeared. Travis´s cheeks melted nicely around Ricks head and Travis started to get comfortable.

But Rick was in a lot of pain. The weight was crushing him. He wouldnt be able to hold Travis for so long. In the middle of the movie Travis started to feel full. His stomach started to rumble a little and his dad heard it.

He jokingly said to just reliese it on their new slave and Travis did.

PPPRPRPRPPPDPRPRPPRPRPRPFPFRPFPRPRPTRPRTPRTPRPPFFRPRPPFFPFPRFPRFPRFRPFRPFRPFRPFPRFPRRPFRPRFRPFRPPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRpFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRFRPPFRPRFPRFPFRPFRPFRPFRFPRPFRPRFPRFP!!!!!!

PFPFpFRPFRpFRPFRPFRPFRPFRRFPFRPFRPPRFPDpDPDPFPFPRPFPFRPRPFRPFRPFRPPFDPFDPRPFRpFRPFRPFRFPRP!!!!

PFPRpfrPFRPFRPFRPPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFPRPFRPFRPDFRPDpdPDPDPDRPPFRPRFPFRPPPPDPFDPFDPFDPFPRPFPRpFDpfDPPDPDPDFPFPPRFRPRPp!!!!

Three long explosions were reliesed on Ricks poor face. While Rick was sufforing, all of the others were laughing.

"That was amazing, you should fart in his mouth!",said Mark.

This brought an idea to his father. When the movies were over Rick couldnt move. All of his bones hurt, his face was crushed. When he finally got up his dad told him to come with him.

He went and when they got to his fathers bedroom he had some ropes. He undressed to just his tight blue underwear and tied Ricks head to his ass. He made sure that Rick had his mouth wide open and that it was at his anus.

PPPFPFPPfRPfRPfRPFRPFPRPFRPRPRFPFRPFRFPRFPRPRPPRPRTPRPTRPPRPRRPTRPRPRPRPPRFPFRPFRFRPFRPFRPPFRPFRPFRFPRFRPFRPFRPFRPFRFPRFPRFPRFRP!!!!

He then reliesed a long loud fart right into Ricks mouth. It tasted horrible. Rick threw up and swallowed it again. It was the worst. His dad then pulled the rope even tighter and went to bed.

"Good Night big boy", these were the last words Rick heard, before his dad put the covers over them. Now he really was the slave of the family.