Smell of a Christmas carol
I’m feeling pretty lousy this Christmas Eve; just home alone watching tv. I’ve been feeling like this for two weeks; ever since my best friend Buck got engaged to his girlfriend Vanessa. Since then I’ve been feeling like a huge coward for never telling Buck how I really feel about him.
While I’m gay, Buck’s bi, and we’ve been best friends since our freshman year of highschool. At 6’3 Buck’s always been a big, funny, friendly giant. Thanks to years of football Buck’s always had a muscular body with a bit of a gut that makes him look all the more manlier. Also Buck has an amazingly big, bubble butt. Each of his butt cheeks are the size of watermelons. With all this combined there’s no wonder why I’ve been in love with Buck for years. But thanks to my cowardice I’ve lost my chance.
I’m lying down on my couch watching some forgettable Christmas movie when something big and heavy lands on my face, crushing me into the seat cushion, and smothers my face. Before I can even comprehend what’s going on…
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A 6 second eruption goes off in my face that has my ears ringing. My nose is quickly met with the stench of rotten eggs and garlic, and it has me gagging. I instantly realize Buck’s sitting on my face and he just dropped one of is patented Buck bombs on me. Buck’s a notoriously gassy prankster and never misses an opportunity to fart in someone’s face.
Buck gets off of me and I sit up, still gagging. “Jeez Buck what the… AHHH!”
I scream at what’s standing before me. It’s Buck, but he’s transparent; I can see the Christmas movie still playing through his body. I stand up and hop behind the couch, putting some distance between us. “What the hell are you?!” I demand.
With an amused smile, transparent Buck puts his hands up in a placating gesture. “Easy there killer I’m a spirit come here to help you.”
I look at him horrified. “Oh no, Buck, are you dead?”
He rolls his eyes. “No I ain’t dead. All I’ll say is I’m a bit too complicated to explain but that isn’t important. I’m here to help you. Now please take a seat so we can begin”
With a frown I hesitantly make my way around the couch and sit back down.
Buck smiles down at me. “Ian, I’m here to convince you to confess your love to me.”
My eyes widen and I open my mouth to rebuke his statement, but Spirit-Buck cuts me off. “No use in lying Ian I know it’s true. And just so you know, the me-of-right-now has been in love with you for just as long.”
He nods, “Yeah and to prove it I’m going to show you what your past and present could’ve been and what your future can be.”
This all seems so surreal but I agree to do it.
Spirit-Buck smirks at me. “It’s funny that you think I’m giving you a choice”
Spirit-Buck spins around, grabs the back of my head, and pulls my face into his big ass. He may be transparent but his meaty, fat globes feel real as ever as they mold around my features.
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Spirit-Buck rips a 5 second, bubbly fart right up my nose. The noxious smell of his signature butt musk hits me and then everything turns white. After blinking a couple of times I find myself back in time. I’m in me and Buck’s old dorm room we shared during our sophomore year of college. I’m seeing everything through my eyes but I’ve no control over my body. I’m just a passenger along for the ride.
I’m sitting on the edge of my tiny twin bed reading when Buck comes in. I remember this moment. It was after Buck’s failed date and I wasted my chance.
“Hey how’d your date go?” Iask.
“This about sums it up.” Buck says as he walks up to me. He then turns around and leans forward, jutting his fat, jean-clad ass within inches of my face.
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Buck rips a 4 second fart pointblank in my face. I groan from the stench of rotten eggs mixed with raw sewage. “Ugh Buck that’s gross.” I complain.
“And that’s exactly how my date was” He says as he sits next to me. “As soon as we sat down he asked if he could record me fisting him so he could send it to his ex and make him jealous. I left before we could even order.”
Buck lies back on my bed. “Man Ian, why can’t I find anyone. That girl last week was cute but she basically ran away after I farted a couple of times.”
“Oh gee I wonder why” I quip sarcastically.
Buck smiles up at me devilishly. “So you got jokes, then tell me how funny this is.” Buck grabs me by the shoulders and the next thing I know I’m lying on my bed with Buck’s gargantuan rump hovering above my face. Before I can even try to escape, Buck’s huge ass falls onto my face. I’m completely smothered by his thick, meaty cheeks.
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“Ah yeah I have no idea why my farts chased her off”
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“I mean my Buck bombs aren’t that bad; right Ian”
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“Come on, take a big whiff of this and be honest with your good buddy… NGH”
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Buck drops a myriad of butt bombs onto my face; poisoning my lungs with his toxic ass fumes. I’m a coughing mess as Buck gets off of my face, chuckling at my suffering. With his immense strength Buck easily rearranges us so we’re lying together on my bed with my head resting on his chest. We’ve always been close like this.
“Thanks for the laugh Ian, I needed that.”
I grunt, wiping the tears from my eyes.
Buck sighs and says, “I don’t know Ian. I don’t think anyone will wanna be with my big, gassy ass.”
When this first happened, years ago, I just remained silent and let the moment pass; whoever’s in control of me now doesn’t.
“I love you too.” Buck replies offhandedly.
“No buck” I say looking up at him earnestly, “I’m in love with you.”
Buck stares at me in surprise; his mouth slightly agape. The other-me, in control, leans forward and kisses Buck. Buck’s shocked at first but after a few moments, he kisses me back. We both pull back as the kiss ends; smiling at one another.
“Wow, I’ve been wanting to kiss you for the longest.” Buck says longingly.
“Same and I’m so happy that you feel the same way about me.” I say with a grin.
Buck’s smile turns into a grimace. “Look, I know this is supposed to be a sweet moment so I’m sorry about this.” Buck scrunches up his face and grunts.
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Buck rips a loud, trumpeting fart. The rancid stench of digested meat and onions quickly spread throughout the room and it has me gagging. “Oh that’s nasty even for you Buck.”
Buck wears a shit-eating grin. “Well you better get used to it since I’ve decided that we’re going to start dating.”
Even though I roll my eyes I’m still wearing a fond smile. “Fine, fine I’ll endure; I’m just glad that you won’t be farting on me anymore since I’m kinda your boyfriend now.”
Buck stills for a second before tossing his head back and cackling like a maniacal supervillain. “Haha you’ve got it completely wrong Ian. Now that we’re together you’re going to be my butt’s number one victim.”
To prove a point, while still lying in bed, Buck swivels his hips and presses his bulbous butt against my thigh.
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Buck rips a beefy fart on my leg and I feel the heat of it venting out of his asshole. I cringe as the smell of rotten eggs reaches my nose. Buck laughs as he grabs my covers and pulls them over our heads. “I’m not done with you yet Ian. Your new man’s about to treat you to a classic dutch oven… UGH’’
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I groan as Buck’s putrid butt fumes dominate the air underneath the covers.
I blink and I’m back in my living-room, sitting on my couch with Spirit-Buck standing in front of me. He’s looking down at me with sadness.
I feel like I’m going to cry. “That could’ve been us if I wasn’t such a coward.” I whisper mostly to myself.
“I’m sorry Ian but we’re not finished. It’s now time to see how things could’ve been now if we were together.” Spirit-Buck grabs the back of my head, turns around, and once again pulls my face into his meaty bottom.
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Everything goes white again for a few seconds and then I find myself walking into a home with Buck right behind me. I don’t know how but I know that this is Buck’s and my house, it’s Christmas eve, and we’re just coming back from having dinner at my parents’.
“Oh man it feels like my stomach’s going to burst.” Whines Buck.
“No one forced you to have thirds.” I inform him unsympathetically.
“Well your mom shouldn’t be such a good cook.” He says, sounding like a petulant child.
I roll my eyes and sit down on the middle of our couch in our living-room. I grunt as Buck lies down along the couch and on me, with his titanic rump parked on my lap.
“Get off Buck you’re too heavy.” I groan.
Buck looks up at me with an impish grin. “I can fix that, here let me just lighten my load… GGH”
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Buck drops a rumbling Buck bomb that warms up my crotch. It actually feels nice and I feel myself hardening. But my hard-on immediately deflates when Buck’s putrid butt stink hits me.
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“Hey don’t blame me, blame your mom’s cooking… HGH”
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“Ah bet you’re wishing you stopped me from having thirds right now… FGH”
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“Haha how’s that second-hand broccoli casserole tasting… NGH”
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“Oh yeah I’m gassy tonight hehe… UGH”
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Buck becomes a butt bomb factory, ripping an endless stream of farts on my lap. I find myself enveloped in one of Buck’s eggy fart clouds. It has me gagging and has my eyes watering. WIth the last of my strength, the other-me in control, shoves Buck off of my lap, and onto the floor with a thud.
I half-heartedly glare down at Buck while he cheekily grins up at me. “You’re a shitty boyfriend; literally.” I say.
“Well maybe I can change that.” Buck says cryptically.
Buck shocks me as he gets on one knee, pulls out a ring box, and reveals an engagement ring. “Ian, you’re my best friend and the love of my life. I could never imagine not having you in my life everyday. Ian Greene, will you marry me?” Buck asks with a nervous smile
I feel my eyes misting over. “I love you too Buck; of course I’ll marry you.” I lean in and we kiss.
He slips the ring onto my finger and it’s a perfect fit. It’s a romantic moment but of course Buck has to ruin it.
‘When we tell people how I proposed we’ll end the story right here”
“Why?” I ask with a furrowed brow.
A devilish grin forms on Buck’s lips. “Don’t think people wanna hear about your face getting some lovin’ from my big gassy butt.” With that Buck tightens his grip on my hand and tosses a leg over my arm. With a powerful tug, I’m pulled forward and my nose lands in between his bubbly globes. Only a thin layer of denim is protecting my nose from his noxious asscrack. I hear Buck grunt and…
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Buck rips a raunchy fart right up my nose and it has me coughing. It stinks of rotten fish and garlic. My face tries to pull away but I feel Buck’s other hand on the back of my head, keeping me in place.
“You ain’t going anywhere my handsome fiance; my butt isn’t done lavishing you with kisses… UGH”
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“Uh-oh your mom’s mac n’ cheese is making a return. Better brace yourself Ian… NGH”
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Spirit-Buck’s voice suddenly fills my head. “Alright Ian, let’s take a glimpse of what happens the next day.”
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I now find myself in a different living-room with 3 women and a couple of kids. I already know one of the women as Buck’s mother but I magically know the other two are Buck’s younger brother’s wives, and the kids are Buck’s nephews and nieces. We’re in Buck’s mother’s house, surrounding the Christmas tree, waiting for the 3 brothers to come downstairs with the last of the presents.
We’re waiting for the brothers so we can open up presents but they haven’t returned yet. Every couple of minutes we hear heavy thumps coming from upstairs so Tiffany (Buck’s mom) sends me up to fetch them. Without delay the other-me, in control, heads upstairs.
Buck and his younger brothers are competitive and aggressive so it’s unsurprising to find the three wrestling when I reach the attic. Well they were wrestling but now Buck’s pinned both his brothers to the floor, on their backs, and is straddling both their faces at the same time. Each of his huge, melon-sized cheeks is smothering one of his brother’s faces. Both his brothers are struggling but Buck’s keeping them trapped without much trouble. Buck proceeds to butt bomb his captured siblings.
“You two have forgotten who’s top-dog around here, allow me to remind you”
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“You two gotta pay for thinking that you could team up and overpower me”
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“And you two are going to pay for it with your sense of smell”
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“Ah this is definitely bringing back memories ain’t it guys”
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“Remember how I used to literally babysit you like this when we were younger”
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“Ngh… Let’s take a long, smelly stroll down memory lane… UGH”
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I cover my nose with my hand as I step fully into the attic. Buck’s noxious butt stink permeates throughout the entire attic.
“Buck let ‘em up everyone’s waiting on you guys so we can open up presents.”
Buck smirks back at me over his shoulder. “No can do Ian. These two have earned a spot on the naughty list and now must be punished.” He says before ripping another fart on their faces.
“No Buck we need to go now the kids are getting restless.” I tell him sternly.
Buck frowns back at me. “Be careful there babe, I have enough butt to trap a third underneath me.” Buck leans forward revealing the watery eyes of his suffering younger brothers.
Buck rips a long, wet, greasy fart before sitting back down; burying his brothers back under his meaty ass.
I walk over (still not in control of my own body) and shove Buck off of his brothers with my foot. They get up and thank me before running down the stairs with the last of the presents.
Buck glares up at me but I roll my eyes as I turn around. “Let’s go Buck. I’m more scared of your mom than I am of your big, nasty butt.”
I only take a few steps before Buck grabs me and (gently) pins me to the ground. He then straddles my chest and stares down at me with a devilish grin. “Well then, my dear fiance, I better make sure you fear my Buck bombs more than anything else.”
Buck turns around and I find his titanic, slack-covered ass ,hovering inches above my face. “… Buck stop it– Mmmm” Buck slams his fat bottom onto my face, silencing me and burying my face under his bulbous globes.
“Hope you’re ready for this Ian; you’re about to smell how my butt deals with my brothers… FGH”
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“Ah I hope you enjoyed that bad boy because he brought a friend… RGH”
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“Ugh, get off of me you dick” I protest, muffled by Buck’s thick bum.
“Such a filthy mouth Ian, I’m gonna have to wash it out. Unfortunately for you it isn’t going to be with soap but you’re gonna wish it was… GNGH”
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Buck rips a mammoth of a fart into my open mouth, inflating my lungs like party balloons. All I can smell is rancid meat and rotten eggs. Buck stands up, leaving me on the floor, dry-heaving.
After a minute or so, I stand up as well, still coughing. I glare at his smug expression. I head toward the stairs. “I’m telling your mother what you did to me.” I toss back at him, over my shoulder.
Buck’s smug expression evaporates. “Wait-wait babe I’m sorry” he cries after me fearfully.
I find myself back in my living-room, sitting in front of Spirit-Buck. I feel tears starting to leak from my eyes. “Please stop this.” I beg. “I can’t take much more.”
Spirit-Buck looks down at me sympathetically. “I’m sorry Ian but you still must see what we could’ve had.” Spirit-Buck grabs the back of my head and turns around. I try to resist but like normal-Buck, he easily overpowers me and presses my face against his ass.
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I’m walking down some stairs (once again not in control of my own body) when a flood of information infiltrates my brain. I just put me and Buck’s daughter, Laura, to sleep after she caught and met Santa Claus, who was just Buck in disguise.
I find Buck still dressed as Santa, placing presents underneath the Christmas tree and it’s quite the sight. WIth Buck bent over, his red slacks are pulled tight, showcasing his fat, bubbly butt.
“Wow Santa I love what you got me for Christmas.” I say while blatantly leering at his enormous posterior.
Buck smirks back at me, he’s still wearing everything except for the white beard. “Santa’s glad you like the view Ian” Buck says before he slaps his own ass making his fat, doughy cheeks wobble.
“But I’ve got some bad news for you” Buck says as he straightens up. Buck then starts crowding me backwards until the back of my knees hit the couch. I fall onto the couch, taking a seat.
An impish little smirk forms on his face. “Unfortunately for you Ian, you’ve made it on my naughty list. So I’ve brought you plenty of things but I’m sure you’re not going to like ‘em.”
“Buck don’t you dare.” I warn.
“Buck? I’m not your husband. It’s me Santa Claus, Ho ho ho” Buck teases.
I try to escape but Buck climbs onto the couch, trapping me and giving me a faceful of his crotch. Buck quickly turns around and shoves his fat butt into my face, burying my face under his pillowy globes.
“Welcome to the naughty list Ian… GGH”
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“Long gone are the days of receiving pieces of coal in your stockings… HGH”
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“Now naughty boys like you receive facefuls of Santa’s nasty ass gas… UGH”
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Buck drownds me in a barage of his noxious Buck bombs. His potent and vile butt fumes have me gagging and my eyes watering. After a couple of shoves I finally get Buck to raise his ass off of my face slightly.
I’m so busy taking mouthfuls of semi-fresh air that I fail to notice Buck reaching back and pulling down his Santa pants and boxers. I only notice when his fat, fuzzy globes are set free and wobble right in front of my face.
“I swear Buck– you’re the shittiest husband ever” I say through a coughing fit.
“Oh how wrong you are Ian, I’m the shittest Santa ever. Now you naughty boy, you’ve earned a visit to Santa’s noxious wonderland. Ho ho ho” With that Buck reaches back and spreads open his bubbly cheeks. I find myself staring at Buck’s pucker surrounded by a thatch of black hair. Buck thrusts his ass back, submerging my face in between his thick cakes.
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A gargantuan fart comes roaring out of Buck’s asshole and right up my nose, that’s only centimeters away. The stench of rancid meat and rotten eggs is overwhelming and it makes me pass out.
I wake up and sadly find myself back in my living-room with Spirit-Buck. I can’t help but start crying. Seeing the life I could’ve had with Buck is crushing.
Spirit-Buck sits beside me, wraps an arm around my shoulders, and tries to comfort me. “Hey don’t cry Ian, everything’s going to be alright.”
I shake my head. “No it’s not you’re getting married. I-I’ve lost you.”
“Ian. Ian please look at me” Spirit-Buck doesn’t continue until I’m looking him in the eyes. “I want you to promise me something. Promise me that if another opportunity comes along you won’t waste it; you’ll tell me that you love me.”
“I promise that I will.” I vow, making him smile.
“Good, I’ll hold you to that. Well I guess my work here is done.”
Before I can ask what he means, Spirit-Buck leans away from me and cups his hand in front of the seat of his pants. He scrunches his face up and grunts.
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Spirit-Buck covers my nose with his cupped hand, forcing me to huff up his butt fumes. The eggy stench is vile and otherworldly, and it has me blacking out again.
I wake up, once again in my living-room, but Spirit-Buck is gone. I reflect on if all of what just happened was real or just a dream.
5 minutes later, the real Buck lets himself into my house and finds me sitting on the couch. His expression is a mixture of anger and sadness.
“Is everything okay?” I ask with a furrowed brow.
“Does this answer your question” Like in the past, Buck walks up to me, spins around, and points his bubbly ass in my face.
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Buck rips a 6 second butt bomb, pointblank in my face. It reeks of rotten eggs and Buck’s personal brand of ass-musk. “Oh Buck, that’s nasty” I complain, fanning the air in front of my face.
Buck’s mostly ignoring me. “Fuck Ian I don’t know what to do.” He starts as he begins pacing back and forth in front of me. “Vanessa’s ended our engagement. She says we were moving too fast for her liking.”
Buck stops moving and looks at me hopefully. “You think I can stay with you for a week or two. I’m hoping by then she’ll have realized her mistake, and our engagement will be back on.”
I’m already nodding my head in agreement, but then I remember Spirit-Buck. This is my chance to fulfill my promise.
I stand up and walk in front of Buck. “Buck, I need to be honest with you. I’m happy that Vanessa called off your engagement.”
Buck looks hurt and agitated but I continue. “I’m happy because I think this is the right time to tell you that I’m in love with you.” Buck’s eyes widen in shock and he goes slack-jawed. “When you first told me you were proposing to Vanessa I was crushed. I’ve been in love with you for years but was too scared to tell you the truth. But I’m not scared anymore.”
Buck’s staying silent, gaping at me, but I still press on. “Now I’ve got to warn you Buck, I’m about to kiss you. If it feels wrong or uncomfortable then just give me a pinch and I’ll stop.”
I pull Buck in by the shoulders, stand on the tips of my toes, and press my lips against his. I’m nervous at first when Buck does nothing, but after a few hesitant moments he starts to reciprocate the kiss.
A growl rumbles in Buck’s chest as he starts to back me up until my back hits the wall. He continues to plunder my mouth with his tongue as he keeps me pinned in between himself and the wall.
We finally separate after a few minutes of kissing; both of us breathing hard.
“Damn I’ve been wanting to kiss you since high school.” Buck confesses surprisingly.
“Same here, ha” I say and laugh.
“To think, we could’ve been fuckin’ for years if you opened your mouth sooner dumbass.” He tells me with a smirk.
I scoff, “You’re one to talk. You could’ve said something too.”
Buck narrows his eyes at me. “If you’re gonna try to put the blame on me then I’m gonna lay this on you” Buck swivels his hips, pressing his bubble butt against my thigh.
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Buck rips a 7 second, bubbly fart on me. I cringe as his eggy ass gas travels upward and reaches my nose. “Ugh Buck you’re such a dick.”
“Hehe what’re you talking about? I’m very sweet. In fact let me show you how sweet I am” Next thing I know, Buck suddenly grabs me by the waist and chucks me onto his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He then charges up the stairs, carrying me. With his every step my upside down face bounces off his bulbous rump.
“Where are we going?” I ask confusedly.
“To your bedroom. And I wouldn’t open my mouth right now if I were you.”
As I ask ‘why’ Buck launches 2 squeaky poots into my open mouth; making me gag.
When we reach my bedroom he tosses me onto my bed. Buck follows me onto the bed, crawling towards me like a lion cornering his prey. I feel both afraid and aroused.
Buck crawls over me and stops when he’s straddling my chest. Buck peers down at me with a lopsided grin. “Alrighty Ian, time for me to show you my sweet side.”
Buck turns around and I find my face beneath his looming, gargantuan ass.
“Oh come on Buck this isn’t your sweet side. You’re always gassing me out with this big thing on a daily basis.” I gripe.
Buck’s plump cheeks start jiggling above me thanks to his laughter. “ Haha this is my sweet side, it’s me showing my love for you. In fact I’ve been showering you with my love for years.” Buck says cheekily, “I never could do this to Vanessa. I guess she was right in the end” he adds thoughtfully. “Oh well.”
Buck reaches back and pulls down the back of his pants, just underneath his ass. His fat, fuzzy cheeks wobble ominously above my face when they’re freed.
“Something so dangerous shouldn’t look so sexy.” I comment nervously.
“Oh quit being such a baby. This is going to be romantic. It’s Christmas eve and you’re about to lock lips with my other end.”
Buck uses his hands to spread open his pillowy cheeks before slamming his ass onto my face. My whole face is easily consumed by his toxic trench. I feel his doughy cheeks pouring over the sides of my face and making contact with the bed. Buck starts swiveling his ass from left to right, somehow burying my face deeper in between his meaty globes. He doesn’t stop until I feel my lips grazing his winking butthole.
“Pucker up Ian, my butt’s gonna knock your socks off with it’s kissing skills… FGH”
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“Ah that’s it Ian. Feel my butt filling your lungs with its eggy love… GHH”
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“Yeah, I’m gonna drown you in my butt’s romantic stench… FGH”
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“You better get used to the stink Ian, you’re going to be enduring it for years to come”
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Buck rips one fart after another into my open mouth.
This isn’t the first time I’ve had Buck’s bare-asshole on my mouth but with this new sense of bravery I do something I’ve never done before. I lick Buck’s sweaty, fart-spewing asshole. It tastes of expired meat and pure masculinity. It’s both repulsive and addictive.
Buck’s body shutters on top of me. “Oh fuck that feels amazing. Keep fuckin’ doin that” Buck commands as he starts working his hips, grinding his hole against my tongue.
“Ian I still have plenty of butt bombs but it doesn’t matter. Keep eating my hole… NGH”
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“Oh yeah, how does my man-stink taste… FGH”
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“Get comfortable with licking my cornhole because you’ll be doin this quite frequently”
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After lighting my face up with another onslaught of his farts, Buck lifts his ass off of me and peers down at me, in between his legs.I know I’m a mess. My face is wet from my tears and his butt sweat, and I’m in a coughing fit.
“Damn Ian, that was incredible. Vanessa’s never licked my butthole. I asked her to do it once and she made me sleep on the couch for a week. Hell she even threatened to dump my ass if I ever farted in front of her again.”
“Buck if you forget about Vanessa I promise to lick you ass clean every night. And no matter how much you fart around or even on me, you won’t be getting rid of me.”
“Careful what you say Ian or I might make it so that breathing in fresh air will be a luxury you’ll rarely get to enjoy.” Buck warns me.
“Buck if you forget about Vanessa I’ll happily endure any Buck bomb you send my way.”
Buck smirks down at me. “Who’s Vanessa?”
I feel myself smiling like a loon. “That’s my boy.”
Buck corrects me, “You mean that’s my boyfriend.”
“I like the sound of that.” I agree happily.
“Welp I guess you better get back to work Ian. You’ve got a long night of worshiping my hole and eating my butt bombs ahead of you. In you go”
Buck drops his bubbly ass back on top of me, entombing my face back in between his two doughy mounds. I hear Buck grunting and straining as I feel his asshole opening against my lips.
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Spirit-Buck floats in front of the bedroom window looking on. He smiles seeing them finally getting together before he slowly fades away.
A 50-year-old Buck opens his eyes and finds himself back in his dingy, one room apartment on Christmas Eve. He’s been living here since he and Vanessa recently got divorced. He looks down, on his lap, at the supposedly magical book. He got it from an elderly lady he helped on the street. He just tried a spell on astral projection and time travel. At first he thought it was fake, but after that vision he isn’t so sure.
The book suddenly vanishes and Buck feels himself getting whisked away. One second he’s in his apartment and in the next he’s in some big house. The inside of the house is decorated with Christmas paraphernalia and pictures of him and Ian together throughout the years.
Buck’s memories of his life with Vanessa are rapidly replaced with ones with Ian. Buck smiles just from thinking about his husband of over 20 years. Speaking of which he hears and smells Ian cooking Christmas dinner for tomorrow. Buck can nearly kick himself for forgetting that his kids and grandkids are coming over tomorrow for Christmas dinner.
Buck smirks as he feels his insides brewing up something nasty. He decides to gift Ian with a early Christmas present. Buck creeps into the kitchen as quietly as he can.
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