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Gage (Edited)

Been trying to go through my old stories and slowly re-upload them after I give them a review. Anyways, hope you enjoy!

Tags/Warnings: Fag bashing, face farting, willing victim turned to unwilling, asphyxiation by farts, fart torture

Gage is a grade A prick. You pretty much learned that the moment he moved into the house. Your other roommate literally moved out because he couldn’t stand him. The only reason you’ve stayed is because the rent is cheap and the landlord isn’t complete trash. The other reason is that you have a sort of hate crush on Gage.

You understand he’s a prick and he seems like a bit of a fag basher, but dude has a rockin bod. And he has no sense of other people’s personal boundaries. One time when you had friends over, he walked out of his room completely naked to get a beer out of the fridge. Which you didn’t mind too much because you got front row seats to watch his ass jiggle. Your lesbian friends were mortified of course. Especially when he started to shake his hips to make his dick flop around. After that, you’ve all decided to do movie night at their house now to avoid any more incidents.

The other thing about Gage is that he’s a literal gas bomb. The dude is constantly gassy and it may make your dick strain against your shorts when you’re both watching TV and he lifts a leg to let out a massive fart. And look, if you’re secretly there taking quiet inhales of his stinky gas then no one needs to know.

It all comes to a head today though. You keep a journal, and you may or may not have written all your dirty fantasies about Gage in them. Looking back at it, probably not the best idea, but too late to change that now. 

You’re in the kitchen making scrambled eggs when Gage comes into the kitchen. “Good morning.” You mumble to him, not fully expecting an answer. He opens the fridge and pours himself a glass of OJ as he plays on his phone. He laughs at something before walking towards the kitchen table. 

“Hey fart slut, what’s for breakfast?” You freeze. Did he really just say that? He snaps his fingers a couple of times. “Yo, fag, I’m talking to you.” You slowly turn to look at him.

“Uhm, Scr-scrambled eggs?” You don’t know why it came out as a question. 

“Cool, I want cheese on mine.” He doesn’t even look at you as he plays on his phone.

“Oh, uhhh, I didn’t make enough for the both of us.” You look at the pan and push it around. 

“It’s fine, just give me yours.” 

“What?” He locks eyes with you.

“Let me put it another way. Give me your breakfast and I don’t post your dirty fart fantasies online.” You try to stay calm but you’re freaking out. You turn back around fully and focus on finishing the eggs, throwing cheddar cheese on top right before you finish. Your hands are shaking as you plate the food and bring it over to Gage.

“Anything else?” You say nervously placing the food and a fork down in front of him.

“Tabasco.” He doesn’t look up from his phone, you just do as he says. “Sit.” He says as you go to make yourself more scrambled eggs. “I gotta say, you’re pretty nasty. I mean, to like that shit, you gotta have some serious problems.”

“Fuck off.”

“I mean, to want to get on your knees to sniff someone’s dirty ass. That’s some dog level shit.” You watch as he stuffs his mouth with eggs. “Tell me, how are you any better than a dog?”

“You’re an ass.” Your chair groans against the floor as you get up. 

“Sit back down.” Gage says firmly.

“No, fuck you. I don’t have to take this.”

PFFFFFBBRRRFFFFFF

You freeze as Gage rips a five second fart. The smell hits you from where you’re standing. You can hear Gage laughing from behind you and you can’t help the shame that wafts over you. “You’re pathetic. You get one whiff of my ass funk and you can’t walk away.” You take a deep breath and calmly begin to walk to your room. “I have more where that came from, you know?” You squeeze your eyes shut, wanting to ignore him. 

PFFFFFF

A high pitched fart hisses from his ass. “See? And they can be up your nose if you ask me nicely.” You’re not even looking at him and you can just see his cocky grin.

“What do you want?” You ask, knowing you’ve already lost.

“Heh, knew it.” You hear his chair scrape against the floor as he gets up. “You just need to beg.” He puts his hands on your shoulders. “Beg your daddy to fart up your nose.” He whispers in your ear.

“You’re an ass.”

“I know.” He turns you around and pushes you down onto your knees. “Beg doggy.” You lock eyes again, completely humiliated on the ground.

“Please, Gage, fart up my nose.” You say without enthusiasm. 

PFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTT

“Fuck, that was a big one you just missed out on. Beg.” You sigh.

“Please daddy, please make me your fart slut.” He laughs.

“Better.” He turns around giving you the view of his brief clad ass. “Get your face in it.” You do as he says, getting a whiff of the lingering scent of the last fart. “Just remember you wanted this.”

PFFFFFFFFFFFF PFFFFFFFFFFFF

Airy farts warm your face as your nose gets overwhelmed by the absolutely toxic smell. It’s not like anything you thought it’d be like. “Wait.” You manage to cough out. “Wait stop.” You go to pull away but he holds you firmly in place.

“You’re not going anywhere.” He hikes his leg up slightly.

PFFFFFFFFFFFBBRBRBFFFFFTTTTTT

“Oof, that one’s gonna be bad.” He wasn’t wrong. Your eyes are squeezed shut as you're forced to endure that blast of a ten second fart. It’s absolutely eggy, and your eyes are watering. “Definitely wouldn’t want to be down there. But you’re liking this right fag?” You frantically shake your head no, wanting to pull away. “Aww, I knew you’d love my ass. Here, I’ll blow you a kiss.”

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF PFFF

Another disgusting fart burns it’s way up your nose and down to your lungs. Your face is extremely warm and you can’t think straight. You strain to pull away from the toxic fumes constantly barraging your face but Gage’s hold is too strong.

PFFFFBRBRBRFFFFFFTTT

“Look, I know my brew is strong, but you’re the one who wanted this. And you begged oh so nicely for daddy to fart in your face. Who am I to get in your way of your dream?”

PFFFF PFF PFFFFFF PFFFFF

“It’s okay, I won’t judge you. Well maybe a little. Only cause you’re a fucked up a fag.” 

PFFBBRRRFFFTTT

It’s getting really hard to breathe down here. The only air you’re getting is Gage’s eggy farts. You’ve begun to uncontrollable cough and gag against his dirty briefs. 

“Man, imagine if I didn’t have these undies on. There’s no way you would survive that.” He laughs as he pulls his tight black briefs under his naked ass.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF PFFFFFFFFFFFF PFFFFF

“Jesus, what did you put in those eggs? I bet you put in some extra fiber didn’t you?” 

“I know I’m a gassy guy, but damn, this is way worse than normal.” 

PFFFFFFFFBBBRRRRRRBRRRRR

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT

Everything is spinning around you and you’re having a hard time staying conscious. 

“Is it everything you hoped for faggot?” 

PFFFFF PFFFFFFFF PFFFFTTT PFFFFF

You feel yourself slump further into his musky ass, no longer able to keep yourself upright. You can hear Gage laughing as everything fades to black. A final fart hits your nose as you finally lose consciousness. “Night night fag.” Gage lets your body hit the floor before leaving you there.

When you awake again, you’re still on the kitchen floor. The smell of Gage’s ass still lingering on you.

#face farting #willing victim turned to unwilling #asphyxiation by farts #fart torture

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Untitled Fart Hypnosis (Rewritten)

This is another story from my archive. Some may remember it from my old account, but I've rewritten a lot of this story. Hope you enjoy!

Warnings/Tags: Face Farting, Ass to Mouth Farting, Mind Control, Hypnosis, Rimming, Farts to mouth

Ethan raises his legs and pulls his asscheeks apart in front of you. “Come on, you know you want to dive in face first.” He’s not wrong, his ass is looking real inviting right now, but you're not gay.

“Nah man, I ain’t gay.” You go to turn around.

“Come on, just try it. I know you’re curious.” You stop, still facing away. “No one needs to know, just our secret.” You peak over your shoulder. “I know you want me.” Something in the way he says it makes you believe it. Never once have you thought of rimming another man, let alone a woman and here he is convincing you otherwise.

Your feet move on their own as you get closer and closer to Ethan. Your mind continues to wander, wondering what his ass could possibly be like. You get onto your knees and he raises his legs higher so you can position your face closer to his pucker. 

“That’s a good boy.” His hand snakes behind your head and gently guides your face to his hole. You can smell the musk from here. Instead of being repulsed, something about it is so intoxicating. It smells good, you can’t stop yourself from putting your nose against his hole and taking a deep inhale. Fuck, you’re so hard right now. 

You bite your lip as you take another whiff, and a small moan escapes your lips. “You like that?” You nod your head. “Then I think you’ll like this.”

PFFFFFFTTTTFFTTTTTTTTT

A loud, eggy 15 second fart erupts from his ass straight up your nose. It’s disgusting and is every reason you originally had reservations about getting so close to his ass. It doesn’t stop you from inhaling the disgusting air though. You take huffs of his manly gas and now his hand is firmly holding your nose against his hole. 

“That’s it, breathe it in. Let it fill your lungs.” You don’t fight much, you do as he says and take more deep breaths. “That wasn’t so bad was it?” He releases his hold on you. You pull your face away from his ass and stare at his eyes. “I wish you could see yourself right now.” He lets out a breathy laugh, before getting up and leaving the room. 

You watch fondly as he leaves and he pulls his sweats back over his ass. His ass scent lingers in the air, or maybe on your skin you’re unsure. All you know is you want more. 

That night as you lay in bed, your mind won't stop wandering to Ethan’s ass. All you want to do is inhale more of his farts. You idly stroke your cock as you stare at the ceiling. You wonder if you could sneak into Ethan’s room and steal his underwear. Or even better, maybe you can plant your nose in his ass. 

Before you can act on your thoughts, you start to cum inside your sleep pants. You quietly moan as you shoot jet after jet of cum. “Ethan.” You moan as the last jet empties into your pants. You lay there panting hard as you come down from the rush. 

Your mind starts to clear and you realize what you just did. You just came all over yourself like a high schooler, daydreaming over your roommate’s ass. You’re not even gay, what the fuck has even gotten into you? You don’t like dudes. What the fuck did Ethan just do to you. 

You quickly get up, throw open your door and storm into Ethan’s room.

“What the fuck did you do to me?” You yell at him, but he just gives you a cocky smile. 

“I don’t know what you mean. I didn’t do anything.” He turns around on the ground as he's picking something up from under his bed. You have a prime view of his ass in his grey sweatpants. 

“Bullshit! You did something. I wouldn’t just do...that.” 

“You mean sniff my dirty ass?” Ethan pulls his sweatpants down again revealing his pale ass. “You want more?” He makes a show of slapping his ass before pulling his cheeks apart revealing his hole again.

“Fuck you.” You snap back, deciding to go back to your room. Before you do though you get a good look at his hole again and images of what you did earlier rushes through your mind. You freeze as your eyes stare at his toxic ass. 

“Just admit you liked it.” 

“N-No, I-I…” You rub your temples. 

“You want more, don’t deny it. Maybe you should give it a taste this time.” He uses his finger and rubs at his hole. “Get me all nice and wet.” His words are seductive, making it hard to think. “Be a good boy. Come eat my hole.” Your dick twitches.

Your feet once again move on their own and close the distance between the two of you. Without even thinking you plant your face into his ass and start lapping at his hole. His moans are so erotic your spent dick starts to get hard again. “Fuck that feels so good.” 

His ass is even muskier than it was earlier. You addled brain links to him working out in the apartment. You can’t stop yourself from licking and inhaling his dirty ass. It’s the only thing you can think of. Your cock is throbbing in your pants from all the excitement. “I hope you’re hungry.” 

PFFFFFFBRBRBFFFFFFF BFFRRRFFTTTTT

You both moan in unison. Ethan moaning from releasing the long fart and you from the awful taste that just assaulted your tongue. “More.” You say before poking your tongue into his nasty hole. 

“You ask, and you shall receive.” He says laughing.

PFFFFFFFTT PFFFFFFFTTTT PFFFFF

Airy farts hit your tongue and you can’t stop moaning. “That’s a good boy, let daddy feed you his dirty farts.”

PFBRBRBR PFFBRBRBTTTT

“Tell daddy how much you love his farts.” 

“I love *sniff* your farts daddy. Please,*sniff* I need more.” You move your nose back over his hole and keep sniffing as he keeps releasing puffs and puffs of gas.

PFFFFFFTTT PFFFFFFFFFTT

“Such a needy boy. Can’t manage without daddy’s ass.”

PFFFFFFTTFFFFFFFFTTTTTTT 

“How did you ever manage without daddy’s perfect ass?” You don’t know, you can’t think of life before this moment. All you can think about is pleasing daddy. “One last fart and then I have to go to bed.” You whine, earning a hearty laugh from Ethan. “It’s okay, you can have more tomorrow.” That’s all the reassurance you need. “This is going to be a big one.” Ethan makes it a point to grab the back of your head to hold you in place. Ethan grunts and grunts and:

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFBRBRBRBRBRRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT PFFFFFF FPFFFRRFFFTTTTTTTTTT

It’s the longest and loudest fart you’ve ever heard in your life. You breathe in the rotten garbage and cum in your night pants again. You keep moaning into his ass as he just gyrates his hips to make sure you get the full experience. You lick at his ass while you can before he pulls you away. 

“What a good boy. Tell daddy thank you.” 

“Thank you daddy.”

“Thank you for what?”

“Thank you for farting in my face and letting me lick your ass.” 

Ethan gives you a pat on your cheek and sends you back to your room. You lay down back in bed, his scent lingering on you, his dirty ass still on your tongue. The only thought in your mind is how you’ll please daddy tomorrow.

#Face Farting #Ass to Mouth Farting #Mind Control #Hypnosis #Rimming #Farts to mouth

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Keenan (edited and re-uploaded)

One of my original stories from my old account.

Warnings/Tags: Face Farting, Hands Bound, Willing Victim, Masturbation, Gay, Gay Farting, Gay Fart Story

You’ve been there for the past 30 minutes, stroking your hard cock. Your brain mush as you jack off to the idea of your best friend. Keenan has been your best friend since elementary school and even in your twenties you guys are still close. Pretty much doing everything together. Even when you came out, he was still cool with you. 

Sure he did the thing every straight guy does and messes with you, and that’s probably why you’re here in your bedroom stroking on your cock. You feel yourself get close again and you immediately let your dong go. Thing about Keenan is, he’s hella confident. Like he knows who he is and what he has. And you know too.

You’ve seen his cock and ass, it’d probably be weirder if you haven’t. You definitely know his confidence comes from that large tool swinging between his legs. But that’s not what you’re interested in.

His ass is amazing. Like, amazing amazing. If given the chance, you’d 1000 percent let him sit that fat ass on your face. The thought definitely makes your dick twitch. You have to bite your lip and sit on your hand so you don’t go back and blow your load all over yourself. You close your eyes and let your mind wander even further:

“Dude, stop checking out my ass.” Keenan laughs and he lightly punches you. 

“I wasn’t bro.” You respond in kind.

“It’s alright, I know this ass is the bomb dot com.” He makes emphasis by grabbing his cheeks and shaking them. 

“You can’t be doing that shit in front of me man. You're gonna make me pop a boner.” Keenan laughs. 

“Control yourself man, or I’ll make you regret it.” He gives you a wink. You brain short circuits briefly.

“Wh-What you going to do about it?” You shake your head as you get a grasp. 

PFFFFBBBRRRR

He hikes a leg up and grunts as he farts. Your dick takes interest and you try thinking about that girl that you hate so your dick doesn’t get any harder.

“I’ll make you suffer through my chili farts. I know you’re a dirty perv, but I know you don’t wanna go through that.” As he finishes talking, his ass fumes hit you. And fuck, that shit was ripe, but he was wrong. You’d totally get on your knees right now to inhale that gas directly from the source. Your dick also agrees as you notice that it is pushing against the front of your sweatpants.

“Shit.” You move your hands to cover your growing erection.

“Dude, you’re totally into that aren’t you!” Keenan points at you. “Wait wait wait.” He hikes his leg up again.

PFFFFFFFBBBRRRRRTTTT

You have to bite your lip so you don’t audibly moan. 

“Holy fuck, you want to sniff my ripe ass! You’re sick man.” Keenan laughs and you try to sniff lightly so you can get that fart into your lungs. Keenan starts pulling at his belt and whips it out of the loops. “Hands behind your back.”

“What?” Your brain is mush with only the thought of his ass in your face. 

“Turn around, and put your hands behind your back now. This is your chance, don’t blow it.” You do as he says and he wraps his belt around your hands. “I’m glad I made those extra holes now.” You feel him secure the belt and then he kicks the back of your leg making you fall to your knees. 

He walks back in front of you and unbuttons his jeans, slowly unzipping his fly in front of you. He’s wearing the red Calvin Klein boxer briefs that you love. You get to admire his bulge as his jeans drop to the floor. You look up to Keenan and he’s staring back at you giving you a cocky grin as he kicks his jeans away and turns away.

His ass fills the boxer briefs beautifully and you instinctively lean in. Your nose presses into his clothed crack and Keenan laughs. “I didn't even have to tell you to do anything.” You aren’t listening, you just huff and get a good whiff of his musky ass. It’s everything you thought it would be. He begins grunting above you when a silent fart hits your nose. 

It burns your nostrils as you breathe it in. Totally toxic and it would’ve made anyone gag, even if they didn’t have their nose pressed against the source. It doesn’t stop you from huffing it in. It makes you cough but you don’t care, you need it. 

PRRRBRRR PBRRFF

Keenan groans and pulls his cheeks apart. “Fuck, dude.” He pants. 

PFFFFFFFF PFFTTT

“Yeah smell that.” He rubs his ass crack along your nose. “Breathe in your daddy.” You wouldn’t have it any other way. You breathe in and lick at his clothed ass trying to get a taste of his ass.

PBRBRBRBRBRFFF

The fart hits your tongue and you moan loudly. The taste is terrible and you feel your body trying to prevent the taste but you keep your mouth open against his clothed hole. “Did that taste good?” You respond with a moan. “God you’re a depraved pig.” You shake your head yes as you go back to sniffing against his hole.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTT

“Oh fuck!” He groans. “Fuck, breathe that in. Come on piggy breathe it in.” His hands grab the sides of your head to hold you in place. You loudly inhale and toxic fumes make you see stars. That one was rotten. “Fuck, that smelled bad, good luck gettin’ that out of your nose.” Keenan keeps your face in place as he shakes his ass around it. 

“Alright, bud, time to take the training wheels off.” Keenan pulls away to lower his boxer briefs showing off his freckled ass. 

Before you can dive in, you’re pulled out of your fantasy as you begin to cum all over yourself. Load and load spilling onto your hand and stomach, and even shooting close to your face. You pant hard as you come down from your high. You look down at yourself and see your cum covered stomach. “Fuck.” 

You lay there for a while, and end up falling asleep. When you wake up from your post mastubation nap, you can smell the dried cum all over you and the bed. You roll over and grab your phone. A single notification letting you know that you got a text.

When you open it, it’s just a single text from Keenan. Do u no wut it feels lyk to get yo ass ate? You laugh and shake your head.

Come to my room n I’ll sho u is all you say back.

#Face Farting #Hands Bound #Willing Victim #Masturbation #Gay #Gay Farting #Gay Fart Story

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The Time Vinny came to the Pharmacy

Tags/Warnings: Face Farting, Gay Face Farting, Willing Victim, Underwear Farting, Semi-Public

You lay across the counter, another boring day at the pharmacy. You’re scrolling through Instagram when you have to stop and stare at a picture your high school crush, Vinnie, posted. It’s a side view of him lifting a barbell and it highlights his arms, and that ass that you always wanted to be near in high school. The caption read, “It looks like leg day has been really paying off.” You, of course, double tap the photo.

“Yeah, that was a pretty good photo.” You look up to see Vinnie standing in front of you giving you his signature smile. All of your high school memories come rushing back and you quickly remember why he was your crush. 6’3”, charming smile, hot body, and he was honestly one of the nicest guys in town. “Not to brag or anything.” His smile disarms any awkwardness you might have felt. 

“What brings you in?” You ask putting your phone away, giving him your full attention.

“I’m here for a prescription.” 

“Gotcha.” You go ahead and enter his name into the system and quickly grab his prescription. “So how’s life going?” You make small talk as you scan the barcode of the prescription bag.

“Oh you know, just trying to survive the end of the world.” You both chuckle. “But my girlfriend broke up with me so... trying to get over that.” 

“Sorry to hear it man. It’s $15.12.”

“Yeah, she said I was going to the gym too much. And she said I was too gassy for her.” He pulls out a credit card and hands it to you. 

“Gassy?” You raise your eyebrow as you take his card.

“Yeah. It’s probably the protein shakes because they go right through me. But imagine being broken up with because you’re too gassy.” You shake your head, not able to imagine it. 

“Sounds like to me you need someone who’d appreciate your gassiness.” You give him a wink as you hand him his card back and prescription. You then go back to leaning onto the counter, elbows on the counter with your head being cradled by your heads.

“Is that so?” He looks you up and down briefly before leaning onto the counter himself.  “Do you know anyone, within a, oh I don’t know, one minute radius because I got some big ones brewing.” 

“Hmm,” You pretend to think about it. “Carla I’m going on break!” You yell to the pharmacist on duty. You walk out from the employee section and gesture towards Vinnie to follow you into the exam room. 

He doesn’t miss a beat, he follows and you close the door and lock it. Before he even says anything you are on your knees pulling at his gym shorts. His boxer briefs are a bit sweaty, most likely he came straight from the gym.It doesn’t stop you from smashing your nose into his musky crack and taking a deep whiff. It’s intoxicating, and you let out this small moan that just makes Vinnie laugh. 

“I haven’t even farted yet.” He jokes as he lets you inhale his scent. 

“Sorry, sorry, you just smell…”

PFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTT

He lets a harsh fart that interrupts your sentence. You don’t even try to finish the sentence, instead you just focus your energy on inhaling the toxic air. It’s bad, and you kind of understand why his girlfriend broke up with him.The smell reminds you of a skunk and it’s just pure rotten ass fumes. You can’t help the fact that you’re so painfully erect.

“Sorry ‘bout that.” Vinnie chuckles. “I just couldn’t hol’ it in anymore.”

“It’s good.” Your voice is strained but you give him a thumbs up. 

“Man, you must of inhaled all of it, because I didn’t get a whiff of it up here.” He wiggles his body a little bit bouncing you in between his butt cheeks. “Shit I just may need to keep you around as my fart vacuum.” 

“No complaints here.” You pull your nose out his ass and begin to stand up causing him to push you back down.

“I didn’t say I was finished.” He wraps his hand in your hair before pulling you back against his sweaty undies. 

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTT

This one was even worse than the previous. It was horrid and you honestly kind of wanted to pull your face away. But before you even get a chance to appreciate that last bomb, he’s hitting you with more gas.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF PFFFFFFFFTTTT PFFFFFFBBRRFFFFFFFFTTTT

He wasn’t joking when his girlfriend said he was gassy. You did your best to keep up with his butt bombs, but you feel yourself starting to get dizzy from only being able to breathe in his rotten egg smelling farts. You forcibly pull away from his ass and take a deep breath in before you push your nose back in against his clothed hole.

PFFFFFFFF PFFFFFTT

He lifts his leg as two squeakers expel from his nasty ass. “Fuck.” You groan as you keep taking loud huffs. “Jesus christ, how do you have so much gas?” You pant as you pull away from his ass again.

“I’m telling ya, it’s gotta be the protein shakes.” You try to catch your breath.

“Fuck man.” You wipe your forehead where there’s sweat beading on your face. 

“You want more?” He’s biting his lip like he’s holding a big one in.

“Hell yeah!” You don’t waste any time getting back into position.

“It’s a big one, do you think you can take it?” He warns.

“Take your best shot, big guy.” You give a playful smack against his ass.

“Your funeral.” He starts grunting, and for a moment you’re honestly worried that he’s about to shit himself.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTT

He lets out the loudest and nastiest fart you’ve ever heard. And the smell is god awful. Somehow mixing all sorts of horrid scents that you didn’t think were possible. At first you smelled rotten eggs, but then somewhere around the 5 second mark it went to old garbage, and then another few seconds and it was sewage. There wasn’t any way you couldn’t pull away from that.

You are hacking up a lung as Vinnie laughs at you. “I warned you man.”

“Fuck. I didn’t know you were that brutal.” You gag, somehow getting a taste of his nasty brew. “I-I don’t think I can take anymore.”

“That’s fine.” He reaches down and pulls his shorts up. “It’s not every day I get to bomb someone.”

“Well if you were dating me, that wouldn’t be a problem.” You try to turn the situation in your favor, but you’re still trying to catch your breath.

“Hm, how bout we get coffee first.” 

“Deal.” You say as he helps you get back on your feet. 

“You think you can go back to work?” You give a thumbs up as he helps walk back to the employee area.

“What did you do to him?” Clara takes you from Vinnie and then scrunches her face. “God you stink.” She moves her face as far away as she can. “God, that’s awful, you need to go home.” She kind of pushes you away and Vinnie catches you again. You both kind of laugh before Vinnie helps you out to your car.

“You free tomorrow?” You ask nervously.

“Yeah, meet me at the Piñata Cafe at 10:00.” 

“Cool.” You give him a small wave. 

When your door is closed and his back is to you, you start dancing. You’ve got a date with Vinnie, your high school dream almost fulfilled.

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Seth (Repost)

Warnings/Tags: Underwear Stealing, Sweaty Underwear Sniffing, Face Farting, Fart Torture, Fart Punishment, Gay Farts

You’ve just finished your workout when you see Seth, one of the lead basketball players for your collegiate team, heading to the locker rooms. You head that way as well, watching his ass as he walks. When you both do make it to the locker room, you try not to stare too much as he gets dressed. But you can’t help it, the dude is a total hunk. You can’t stop wondering what his balls smell like after a sweaty gym session.

You shake your head and try focusing on getting dressed. You hear Seth say fuck, and he throws on the pair of yellow shorts he was working out in and jogs out the locker room. That’s when you notice Seth’s locker is slightly ajar. You take a peak around the locker room and determine that you’re alone. You creep over to his open locker and pull it open. There they are, the green boxer briefs with clear sweat stains on them.

You take another look around before swiping the prize. You bring the sweaty green boxer briefs to your nose and take a long inhale. You have to bite your lip to stop yourself from moaning.

The musk is intoxicating, and you just have to get another whiff. You put his pouch right up to your nose and draw in a breath getting high off of the scent of his tangy balls. You sit down right on the bench in front of his locker, feverishly sniffing the musky clothing. 

Someone clears their throat behind you, but you don’t hear it. You’re too occupied by the scent of pure man in your face. “Hey faggot!” The person yells at you and you turn around to come face to face with Seth. “I think you have something that belongs to me.” You slowly pull the boxers away from your face.

“Uhh, no, I think-I think these are mine.” You lie, gettin up, boner obviously tenting your shorts as you try to walk back to your locker. He grabs your arm and swipes the undies out of your hand. 

“You think I’m stupid?” He pushes you. 

“No! No!” You shake your head frantically and he pushes you again.

“Steal my underwear and try to gaslight me.” He feigns a punch, stopping right before his fist makes contact. You see gears turning. “Get on the ground.” 

“What?” 

“On the ground, now!” You get down on your knees. “On your back!” You’re beginning to worry that someone might hear him. 

“Okay, okay, just stop yelling.” You lay on your back. Before you can even get comfortable he’s dropping his full weight onto you. Your nose pokes into the ass crack of his shorts as he moves back and forth. His shorts smell even muskier than his boxers did. 

“How’s that? You like that?” He jostles your head around with his making sure your face is overwhelmed by his stink. 

PFFFFFFFFFTT PFFFFFFFFF

A couple of short but noxious farts escape from his ass assaulting your nose immediately. They didn’t sound like much, but they pack quite a punch and make you cough and you struggle to get away from the eggy smelling ass smothering you. “I bet you liked that huh?” You rapidly shake your head no. “Well hold on, there’s more where that came from.”

PFFFFFFFFBBBRRRRFFFFFTTTTT 

“Aaah fuck yeah!” He groans as the five second beast of a fart gets released up your nose. The smell of rotten sewage and broccoli overload your senses. To make matters worse, you can taste his farts in the back of your throat. “Bet you were wishing you didn’t try stealin’ my undies now huh bitch? Ate broccoli and brussel sprouts before I came here.” 

PFFFFFFFFFRRRFFFFFTTTT PFFFFF PFF

“If you try hard enough, bet you can smell them.” You continue to struggle and Seth lifts up slightly. You get a clean breath of air into your lungs and seeing the opportunity you try to push yourself off the ground, but you watch in horror as he pulls his shorts down revealing his ass. His ass is covered in light blonde hair and as he sits back down on your face, the hairs tickle your nose. 

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTT

This time a 15 second fart punches it’s way up your nose. Your breath is literally taken away as you inhale the toxic fumes. You struggle to breathe against Seth’s sweaty and musky ass. “Can’t forget about that protein shake. Those things are deadly by themselves.” 

PFFF PFFFF PFFFFFFFF

“How you like that faggot? You like it when you get your face blown up with Seth-Bombs?” He mocks. “I bet you like it. I bet that you followed me here just to get a whiff of a real man.” His ass cheeks clench on your face. 

“Please, I can’t take it.” you whine. “I’m sorry.” 

“Oh bud, it’s too late for apologies.” You can hear his stomach gurgling. “I mean, you should’ve known you’d be caught.” He pulls his leg closer to his face.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTT

A loud, echoing fart explodes from his ass. “And that’s what I call a Seth-Nuke!” He yells. The scent is easily the worst thing you’ve smelled your entire life. 

“Please stop.” You cry as your head falls back against the hard concrete. “No more.” You huff, trying to get any clean air you can.

PFFFFFFFFFFFTTT

You breathe in the exact moment he lets out a torrent of gas. The fart overloads your brain and you can’t think straight. The world feels like it’s spinning as you cough up a lung. All you can taste and smell is his nasty ass. Your legs stop kicking as you no longer have the strength to put up any resistance. 

“Aww did little fart face pass out?” He mocks as he stands back up. You lay there staring up at him unable to move. You try to move but you're too tired. “I’ll just let you stay there, maybe you can think about how you fucked up.” Before leaving he hikes his leg up and lets out another loud fart. “Adios faggot.” 

He leaves you there, his stench lingering on you. You lay there for what seems like an eternity, contemplating on how to get the taste of his ass off your tongue. 

[buttsmasher]

Game Over [Repost]

Warnings: Face Farting, Fart Torture, Asphyxiation by Farting

You’re playing the most recent CoD, playing against some asshole who was talking shit in the lobby. He kept talking shit about your K-D and that you should think twice about going against him. You, of course, challenge him to a 1 v 1 and he immediately accepts. As you guys are in the lobby ButtB0mbs96, your challenger, gives you another warning. “If you lose you’re really not going to like what happens.” He laughs like an asshole, but you ignore him and ready-up for the match.

Both of you are scoring against each other, and for a few moments you actually had the lead. However, in the last minute of the game,ButtB0mbs96 takes the lead and ends up scoring the last point. “Welp, I guess that settles that.” He jokes and you ignore him taking off your headset to yell at the TV.

As you’re yelling your screen goes completely white and the glow seems to expand into your bedroom. You close your eyes as it’s way too bright, but then you feel wind against your skin. As you open your eyes, you find that the world you were just playing in is all around you. You spin around confused, slightly dazed, and try to get your bearings.

“What the fuck.” You quietly mumble to yourself. You decide to head towards one of the buildings and walk inside. The large apartment building looks exactly the same as your video game. You decide to enter one of the apartments, and no surprise it’s identical. The only thing missing is the crate that would have weapons and cash.

You swear you hear footsteps behind you, so you quickly turn around. Nothing. You lightly walk towards the door.

“Where you going?” You turn back around to see a man standing with his arms crossed.

“How did you-?” You turn around again and look back at him. “Where am I?”

“You don’t recognize this place?” He takes a step closer. “It’s the place where I kicked your ass.” Wait, does that mean he’s ButtB0mbs96?

“How did I get here?”

“I said you wouldn’t like what happened if you lost.” The door behind you slams shut. You jump but before you can turn to look, you’re on your knees tied up.

“MFHFH HFE MACK.” Your mouth is covered as well.

“Welcome to my world. Your hell.” Somehow the man’s clothes disappeared, and you realize that you’re just in a pair of boxer briefs. Behind him there is a crowd of people watching, they too are tied up and gagged. He walks around a few times before stopping. “Let’s skip the foreplay.”

He walks up to you and grabs your hair as moves your face right into his boxer clad ass. Before your nose goes against his pucker you see the words “Game Over” in big bold letters. “Here’s the rules, if you survive my butt bombs, then you can go home.”

PFFFFFBRBRBRBTTTT

The first fart warms your face and you try to pull away. His hold on you is too tight and you unfortunately are held tightly against his ass. The smell is ungodly, and you try holding your breath. “But if you don’t, then,” PFFFFTTT “you’re mine forever.”

PFFFBRBR PFFFFT PFFFFFFTT

Fart after fart hit your face, and eventually you have to take a deep breath in. The smell is worse, pure sewage smelling, and you start to cough. The man above you just pulls your face harder against his ass.

PFFFFFTTT PFFFFFTTT

You unintentionally inhale in the same moment he releases the two farts. Now there’s this terrible taste in the back of your throat.

“How you holding up back there?” You cough in response attempting to get the taste out of your mouth. “If you think those are bad, you should taste this.”

PFFFBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRFFFF

This massive wet fart erupts from his butt. You are glad that he’s wearing boxers right now, but your eyes roll to the back of your head as the fumes hit your nose. It’s just shit, that’s all you can smell. Your breathing is getting hard and you need fresh air.

“Bet that smelled nice didn’t it.” He makes his point by using your nose to wipe up and down his clothed ass. “You’re still awake right.”

PFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT PFFFFFTT PFFFFFFFFT

“I hope so, otherwise you’d be missing these perfect butt bombs.”

PFFFFTTTT

You feel yourself starting to drift, but you hold on. There’s no way you’re going to let this asshole beat you. That is, until he pulls his dirty boxers down and sticks your nose straight into his unwashed hole.

“Let’s see if you can make it past round two.” He holds the back of your head tight and he releases an ungodly fart.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRFFFTTTT

You hear him sigh in relief above you and you struggle to not vomit. You quickly realize that you’re not going to make it with his naked ass against your nose and try fighting against your binds.

“You’re just going to make yourself pass out faster.” PFFFFTTTTT “But keep going, it means you’ll be stuck here forever.” You ignore his words, even though you know he’s probably right. But the smell of his rancid ass is not helping you come up with any escape plans.

PFFFFFFFFBRBRBRFFFFFFFFFT

PFFFFFTT

Panic starts to set in. Your eyes water from the lack of oxygen.

PFFFFFFFFBRBRBRBRRRRRTFTTTTTT

PFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT

You’re stuck, there’s no escape. You’re going to be here forever.

PFFFFFFFFFFFTTTT

Your vision starts to go black. Everything is telling you to stay awake, but your body can’t take it anymore. You feel yourself start to go limp.

“Awww is that it? You didn’t even make it to the main boss fight.” You want to scream fuck you. You want to punch him. But your vision goes out.

PFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT PFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT

You lose consciousness to ButtB0mbs96’s assault. At the same time you lose your freedom. Your only life now is under ButtB0mbs96, sniffing his rancid, musky, disgusting ass.

It truly is Game Over.

[buttsmasher]

Carson [Repost]

Warnings/Tags: Straight to Gay, Forced Gay, Forced Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Rape Fantasy, Non-Consenual, Gay Rape, Cunting, Cunted, Painful, Painal

You used to be the hot guy on the block. The guy everyone wanted a piece of. You always had a girl hanging off your shoulder, another in your bed all in the same day. You were made for fucking. That all changed when Carson arrived on the scene.

Carson was the all natural American jock that everyone’s parents wanted. He was a heartbreaker through and through. At least that’s what everyone said. You knew for a fact that the guy was a prick. It also didn’t help that the chicks were flocking to him now instead of you. It honestly did piss you off. You were still pulling in the chicks, but nothing like you were before.

It all came to a head when you and Carson got into a yelling match in the locker room. You don’t even remember what caused the fight, you just remember both of you were naked in the showers. One thing led to another and a pushing match started and then you ended up on the ground.

When looking up at Carson, his cock was standing at attention and he was giving you this disgusting smirk. You go to get back up, but Carson drops his weight onto you, his dong slapping your nose as he settles. He laughs as he takes his cock into his hand and repeatedly starts slapping your cheeks with his hard 8 incher. 

“Can’t lie faggot, you look pretty good with my cock on you. How about you open your mouth and give me a nice suck.” You spit in his face which he just wipes off like it didn’t happen. “Look, here are your options,” He scootches forward a little so his balls are pressed against your nose. “You can get me wet now, so when I fuck you it doesn’t hurt as bad, or I can go dry. The choice is yours. Either way, I’m getting my dick in your ass.”

“The only fag here is you. You’re the one tryin’ to fuck my ass.” Carson laughs at your pathetic retort.

“I ain’t a fag, and what I’m doing ain’t gonna make me a fag. I’m showing you who’s the alpha.” You push at his legs to get him off you but he just readjusts himself. “Last chance, open your mouth or I’m going in dry.” You and him stare at each other for a few moments before you open your mouth slightly. “Wider.” He says cockily but you do what he says. “There you go faggot.” 

He wraps his hand in your hair and pulls your mouth to his mushroom head. As his dick head passes through your mouth you involuntarily whine. “I better not feel any teeth either.” He pushes a little further until he hits your limit. When he does, you try pushing away but he quickly holds onto the back of your head. “Where do you think you’re going? You’re staying there until I’m ready to pull out.” 

You can feel your body bucking and saliva is dripping out of your cock filled mouth. Much to your horror, Carson is still trying to push farther. You try signaling that you can’t take anymore but he’s ignoring you. He keeps pushing and pushing until finally you can feel yourself starting to throw up. 

He pulls out quickly and you start coughing, his dick covered in your saliva. “Don’t worry, I’ll have you sucking dick like a champ when I’m done with you.” You look up at him, tears streaming down your face.

“Fuck...You…” You say in between breaths. 

“No, I’ll be doing the fucking here.” He grabs your legs and flips you onto your stomach. He then pulls you so you're on your elbows and your ass is in the air. He pulls your ass cheeks apart and takes in the view. “Fuck, I’m your first. I’m gonna pop your cherry and you’ll realize how much of a fag your are.”

He holds you in place as you feel his large dick head tease your rim. You silently whisper a prayer that it won’t hurt too bad and you feel him pushing. “Relax faggot, you’ll love this.” His words don’t exactly comfort you but you do try to relax. Next thing you know you’re seeing stars as Carson’s dick head pushes past your rim.

“Fuck, pull out, pull out.” You beg.

“No.” Your whole body is shaking as he slowly pushes farther in.

“Ahh!” You cry out as your hold makes room for his dick. “God, please! Car-AH!” Carson humps his dick further cutting you off.

“You feel that? That’s your cunt making room for me.” Tears continue to stream down your face as he begins to pull out. You only get a moment of reprieve before Carson thrusts back into you. 

“AAAAH!” A high pitched scream escapes your lips as Carson goes farther in. 

“That’s not even my full dick yet. I’m not even halfway in faggot.” Carson smacks your ass hard as he pulls out again and pushes back in. Tears are constantly flowing down your face at this point. Everything feels on fire as he cores you out. You start seeing stars as he picks up to a frantic pace. Thrust after thrust he hits all those spots that have you mewling like a little girl. “That’s a good little faggot, take my alpha cock. You’ll never be a man again, you’ll just be a hole for taking cock.” He pulls his cock out all the way to the tip. 

“You feel that faggot, your ass feels empty doesn’t it.” He’s right your abused hole does feel empty and you can feel yourself involuntarily flexing your hole. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’ll have plenty of dicks to keep you full.” With a renewed brutality he begins pounding again and he pulls your head back by your hair. You can’t help the moans and yelps that come out of your mouth as he fills you up. 

Your eyes are rolled back and you feel yourself start to shoot your load all over the floor below you. Your body squeezes tightly against his giant cock as shot after shot leaves your cock. “Tell me faggot, would a real man be getting off to this?”

“No.” You say quietly.

“No, they wouldn’t. You’re a fag. Plain and simple.” He hits your prostate again and everything goes white from the overstimulation. “Say it.”

“I-I’m a fag.” It’s the first you actually believe it. “I’m a cock hungry fag, and you’re a real man.”

“Hah! I didn’t even have to tell you to say that. You know it’s true. Beg for my cum.” 

“Please Carson, cum in me, cum in my faggot ass. Fill me up with your manly cum!” You yell out. “I want to be full of your cum.” You start feeling yourself push back against his cock. Without much more thrusting, Carson pushes your head against the dirty ground and starts groaning. You can feel the torrent of cum gushing out from his cock. 

“Fuuuck.” Carson groans as he starts to pull out of your filled ass. He gives your ass a smack before pulling your ass cheeks apart. He starts to laugh. “You should see your ass.” He continues to laugh. “God, you’re never gonna be that tight again. Not that it matters.” 

“Fuck bro, you loaded him up.” Your head shoots up to see other students watching. 

“Yeah, got a fresh fag here. If you wanna fuck him it’s ten bucks.”

“Wh-what?” You say, your head still reeling.

“Deal.” You see the exchange of cash and then the new guy starts pulling his baseball pants off.

“Wait, wait!” Before you can get a word out, the baseball jock has spit on his dick and is already pushing into you. Your faggot mind, loses all conherence. The only thing that you can really focus on is that this is what your body was made for. It was made for manly cock and who are you to deny that.

By the end of the night, you’ve taken five more cocks, feeling completely bloated by the amount of cum sloshing inside of you.

[buttsmasher]

Breeders [repost]

Tags/Warnings: Mpreg, Roommates, Straight, Lots of Cum

You really should know better, it's rude to stare at your bro's bulge. But you have needs and urges, and you just know in the back of your head you can satisfy him better than any girl. You just don't know how to convince him of that.

"Take a picture." His voice snaps you out of your thoughts. Your eyes meet his and he's giving you a cocky smile. "Seriously take a picture. I'm starting to chub up."

You do as he says and take a photo of the situation. Tongue out, half hard in his green boxer briefs. "Now you have something to jack your faggy cock off to. You're welcome." He pushes past you and leaves the bathroom heading towards his room.

You don't really know how to process the situation, but you open the photo and examine the picture you took. Hell, you did a pretty good job on the rushed photo. And yeah, you did go to your room and rub one out to your hot roomie.

The next morning you awake and head to the kitchen where you hear him loudly talking. "Bri, come on, you know you love my cock." Bri must decline, what you assume is him trying to set an appointment to get his dick wet. "Please Bri, I'm so horny." A bit more silence. "Whatever." He slams his phone down on the kitchen counter making you jump. "Fuck." He says quietly.

You take that as your queue to walk into the kitchen. "Mornin'." You say as though you didn't hear anything. He just eyes you though with a predatory glint in his eye.

"Morning fag." He gives you a once over. "You ever taken a nine inch cock before?" You can't help but arch your eyebrow.

"That's nothing." You say nonchalantly as you slyly bend over to get a pan from a cabinet. You know you're presenting your PJ clad ass.

"Hm." He doesn't really say anything, but you take your sweet time, bent over, looking for that pan. You hear him walking out of the kitchen and you sigh in defeat.

You pull the pan out and reach up to grab the PAM spray only to hear your roomie come back. You hear a click, a bit of a squirt, and the tell tale sign of skin rubbing on skin. Before you get to turn around he roughly pushes you over to present your ass again and rips your PJ's so that your ass is exposed.

"Today's your lucky day fag." You don't even get a moment to protest before he is shoving his lubed cock up your ass. You loudly moan as he forces your hole open and fully seats his cock in you.

"Oh my god." You groan. "You're huge." You can't stop yourself from pushing your ass against his groin.

"Shut up." He pulls out slightly before slamming back in. "I don't want to hear a word out of your faggy mouth." You nod, but you continue to moan over and over again as he uses your hole. "This is all you're good for. Taking a man's cock." You nod your head frantically to show you agree. You try to stroke your hard cock, but he quickly pushes your hand away. "Fags don't get to cum."

He isn't gentle with you. His thrusts are hard and almost mechanical. This isn't a love making session, no this is him using your hole to masturbate. And then he hits something inside you that makes you scream out and shake.

"Yeah take my fat cock faggot!" He's fully seated again and he grinds his cock hitting that spot. "You feel that, that's me getting you ready for my load."

Pull out, hard thrust back in.

"Hope you don't mind I didn't wear a rubber, but I know you fags love an alpha male's cum in your ass."

He gives your ass a hard slap. "Hope you don't mind if I leave you with a little something extra." You don't get a chance to contemplate his words as he makes his balls slap against your ass. You're too focused on the mind numbing pleasure. "Here it comes faggot." He says panting.

You do your best to help push him over the edge, by pushing back on his massive tool. And then POP! You feel that wonderful sensation. "Perfect." He groans as you feel rope after rope of cum shooting inside of you. "Ah fuck." He doesn't stop, he keeps giving mini thrusts and he keeps pumping you full of his baby makers. He starts rubbing your stomach as it distends from the sheer quantity of cum he's filling you with.

And right when you think you can't take anymore, he pulls out. He's huffing as he turns you around. You're out of breath as well but you're confused as he examines your stomach. "Yeah, you're fucked." You look down at your stomach, and are confused by how bloated you look.

"What- how-"

"Let me save you some time. I come from a line of breeders." You barely pay attention to the words as you pet your stomach. "During the Cold War the US was working on an experiment to make sure the US survived a nuclear fallout." You look up at your roomie as your body starts making a gurgling sound.

"Part of that experiment was to make breeders." He flashes air quotes around breeders. "Their job was to make sure that we could repopulate the US. Meaning, their spunk has the ability to get men or women pregnant. Whatever situation was needed." Your eyes widen. "My dad was one of the thousand people they experimented on."

"You mean-"

"Yup, you're carrying my baby." You look down in horror again.

"You're lying, it's not possible."

"Unfortunately for you, it is." He shrugs. "Welp, good luck."

"No, no, no."

You watch as he looks down at his dick. "What, you're ready again?" He signs before looking back at you. "Turn back around, it's time for round two."

You let him turn you back around and pound another load into your already abused hole. "Don't worry, this is the last time and I'm done."

A few months later, and you're starting to show. There's definitely something inside of you growing. There's no denying that he did indeed knock you up. The worst part of it, it turns you on more than anything. You see your swollen belly and you can't help but chub up.

You're lying in bed when he knocks on your door. You're about to yell wait as soon as he opens the door. "Aw, you thinking about me?"

"Get out!" You cover your junk.

“I just wanted to see if the baby is hungry.” You see his fully erect cock out in the open.

“Dontcha have someone else you can bother.” You try not to look at his cock, but you can’t help the glances you give.

“Sure, I mean look at me.” He gestures at himself and then gives his cock a pump. “But, you’re right here, and I’m horny.” You take a gulp knowing you're going to give.

“Fine.”

And without any fanfare, he’s fucking your mouth and dropping large amounts of cum down your throat. You can’t help feeling that this just feels right.

Even later, you're in the hospital surrounded by confused doctors and nurses. They don’t stall too long though and work on helping you give birth to the child. A beautiful boy that you named Jack. When you finally get home, you go to show your roomie the baby, but he’s gone. His room completely deserted leaving you with the child alone.

You end up moving back in with your parents to raise your son. You try your best to look him up and find several, old, social media pages that haven’t had much activity. You start a group and end up finding others who have had the children of breeders.

In the end you got what you wanted. He definitely used you like you wished. But maybe, you got a bit more than what you bargained for.

[buttsmasher]

Teasing Ex's (Edited)

Warnings/Tags: Teasing, Ex-Boyfriend, Text Messages, Farting, Farting Videos

[Photo Reference]

You’re idly playing on your phone when you see a notification that your ex, Jayson, sent you a photo on Snapchat. “Not today satan.” You mumble as you continue to browse through Wish. Another notification comes down at the same moment you are swiping and you accidentally open Snapchat. 

The photo loads in and it’s him laying in bed, ass on display in the mirror behind him. You sigh loudly, and you’re about to swipe on your phone to go back to Wish when his next snap loads in. 

“Fuuuck,” Jayson is moaning on camera as he presents his ass higher. “I’m so gassy. I wish I had your piggy nose in my ass right now.” He shakes his ass in the air, giving you a show. 

PFFFFFFF-

The video ends before the fart even finishes and you feel your dick instinctively flex in your shorts. “God dammit.” You sigh, adjusting your dick, before getting up and leaving for the bathroom. You splash some water on your face and then stare at yourself in the mirror. “Do not give him the time of day.” You point at yourself in the mirror. “He’s already fucked around in your life too much.” 

Your phone dings from your bedroom, breaking your concentration briefly. You turn and start to head back to your bed. “If his name starts with J, he’s the devil.” You keep saying to yourself as you pick up the phone. It lets you know that Jayson has sent four-now five new videos. You bite your lip as you unlock your phone. 

Your thumb waivers as you almost swipe up to get back to your home screen. “Fuck.” You mumble as you click on his name. 

“I bet you’re wishing you can smell my ass right now.” He hasn’t shifted much from his previous position. Ass still in the air on full display. 

PFFFFFBRBRFFFTTT PFFFFFTT--

The video stops and another starts:

“How’s it feel knowing that all this gas is going to waste?”

PFFFFFBBRRFFTTT 

He gives a sigh of relief. “God, it smells so bad in here.” 

You quickly swipe up, not finishing the rest of the videos. You scrunch your eyes shut as you try to gather yourself. Your dick is straining hard against your shorts. “What is wrong with me?” You groan as your body instinctively flexes your cock over and over again. 

Your phone dings and this time it’s a text message. Don’t lie to yourself and say you don’t want me. 

I don’t want you, so leave me alone. That’s doing it, that’s making your boner recede. 

A picture comes through and it's a close up picture of his hole in front of the camera. Don’t deny your nose the opportunity of my ass blasts. 

And just like that, your boner is back. “I fucking hate you.” You mumble as you stare at your dick. 

Be a good little piggy. Come over and give my ass a whiff. Another picture comes through, it's again his ass, but this time he has a teddy bear’s nose pressed against his ass. He just doesn’t appreciate my gas like you do piggy.

You stare at the message and the photo, your dick not deflating. You drop your phone and begin to pace your room trying to find the perfect response. But as you’re pacing you can’t help but remember how good his farts burnt your nose and how he always had you begging for more. You know you shouldn’t but you can’t stop yourself.

I’ll be there in 10.

Good piggy, your nose is about to get destroyed.

#Teasing #Ex-Boyfriend #Text Messages #Farting #Farting Videos

[buttsmasher]

Grindr Hookups (Rewritten)

Warnings/Tags: Face Farting, Extremely Musky, Unwilling Victim, Fart Torture, Anal Vore

It was another boring Wednesday afternoon after a shitty shift at the bank. You’re scrolling through Grindr again to see if anyone catches your eye, but it seems it’s going to be another boring evening. Just the normal amount of names with DL in the profile and a picture of some washboard abs. Then you get to his profile.

Sure, his name is DL like normal, but this time it’s a picture of a huge ass in gray sweats. “Just looking for someone to fill me up.” reads his bio, and you know you gotta message the guy. 

You reach out to him, promising to give him the railing of his life, and he agrees without much fuss. Not even an hour later, you were at a motel room that he rented for the night.

You knock on door 8 like you were told and he opens the door. The first thing you noticed is that he’s shirtless and wearing nothing but a pair of loose sweats. The second is that he is fucking hot. Built like a greek statue, with amazing abs and big biceps. 

He nods you in and you cross the threshold of the room and something hits your nose. It smells like post gym musk and ass. You do your best not to cringe, but your nose wrinkles at the smell.

PFFFFBFFFTTT

You turn around confused at the sound you just heard. “Whoops.” He just laughs it off as he closes the door. It’s then when you get a good view of his ass. And like you saw in the photo, it’s huge. 

When the door fully closes, he’s on you in seconds. He throws you onto the bed and begins to make out with you. You try your best to get into it, but you realize quickly the musk you smell is radiating off this guy. There’s no denying that your dick is completely uninterested. He reaches down and gropes you and looks up to you.

“Ho-how ‘bout we fuck in the shower?” You try to recommend, but it seems to offend the guy.

“What?” He says with a snarl.

“I-I-I just think it would be easier if we fuck-” He moves to get off you. “Look, you’re hot dude, but you just smell really bad.” That does it, he gives you the most angry look you ever received. 

“I smell bad? You haven’t smelled anything, bud.” And before you can do anything, he’s over powering you and seating his fat ass on your face. 

And boy, he was right, this is much worse. The smell is rank, making you gag against his soft sweats. “Does that smell bad? Because this is nothing.” He grinds his ass roughly against your face. 

PFFFFFFFFBRBRBRFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT

You can’t help the small yelp that you let out when the fart hits your nose. You weren’t expecting it and the smell is somehow even worse than before. The mixture of his ass musk and the loud fart burns your nose with the smell of rotten eggs. 

“It’s always the same with you bitches.” He starts to complain.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTT

I five second airy fart, with little sound, gets blown straight up your nose and burns all the way down to your lungs. 

“You see my ass and say you’re gonna give me a good time. But you can’t handle my manly funk.” He lifts an arm and gives a sniff of his pits. “One day I’ll find someone who appreciates me.” 

You don’t really have the opportunity to listen as he’s releasing silent gas into your nose. Everything is spinning around you as you listen to him taking a big sigh of relief. 

“Please, I’ll do anything!” You get from under his ass.

“Anything you say?” He mocks and pretends to think.

PFFFFFFFFFFBBRFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTT 

You cough through the fart. “Anything!” Your head is really starting to pound.

“Hmmm. Okay.” He lifts slightly off you, giving you a glimmer of hope. But you watch in horror as he pulls down his sweats to show his naked ass framed by a black strap. “You’re going to lick my ass and tell me how good my ass and farts taste.” He says wickedly as he slams his ass back against your face.

You’re not given a chance to respond as he wiggles his naked ass against your face. 

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFBRBRFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTT

A ten second rumbling fart escapes from his ass and you realize how much his sweatpants were filtering his gas. The smell is ungodly and you feel bile in your throat. 

“Come on, get that mouth open!” He wiggles his ass but you refuse. There’s no way he’s going to make you swallow his farts or lick his ass. “I’ll stop farting on you if lick my ass.” He teases.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFBRBRBFFFTT PFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTT PFFFBFBFBBFFFTTTT PFFFFFFFFFTTTTT

A loud sigh of relief. “I can do this all day.” He gives his stomach a pat. “The last guy gave me so much gas.” 

You don’t understand what he means but you try to start holding your breath. But you realize that it’s not going to work when he jabs your gut making you take a deep breath. You find your mouth open with his hole positioned perfectly to blow gas down your throat.

PFFFFFFFFFBRBRFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT

The tears start flowing when you get the taste of his toxic fumes. You were truly in hell, this was your punishment. The taste is god awful and keep hacking and gagging trying to get the taste out of your mouth to no avail. 

“See, all you need to do is lick my ass!” You can’t stop yourself as your tongue presses against his hole. Anything to make sure you never have to experience that again. You cry as you swipe your tongue over his disgusting hole over and over again. “That’s it, get me nice and wet!” 

You’re thankful that his ass doesn’t taste as nearly as rank as the last fart. But then you start to question if your tastebuds were killed because of his gas. You try your best to blank out any more thoughts as he moans to the swipes of your tongue.

“Alright I think that’s enough.” He’s huffing above you, and you wonder if he’s getting off from this. He has to be, that’s why he does this. He gyrates his hips a bit more.

“Please, let me go.” You beg from underneath him. 

“Sorry bud, it doesn’t work like that. You pissed me off, so I have to punish you.”

“Haven’t you done enough?” You loudly sob. 

“Probably, but this is more fun.” 

You have no way of comprehending what he means until all of a sudden, you feel a light suction on your face. Your face gets pulled against his ass, where he grunts and grunts over and over again, and you fear he’s about to release another fart. But to your surprise no fart comes.

Instead, you feel your face get sucked in past his hole. You scream in confusion as your body slowly gets pulled inside the man. You have no idea what’s happening as you're forced to inhale the insides of him.

“Oh fuck yeah!” You feel him shaking above you. “God, that first pop.” You keep screaming and do your best to thrash about but his body has absorbed you past your shoulders now. “Stop squirming, there’s nothing you can do! You’re ass food now!” You keep struggling but it’s to no avail, as your belly button goes past his hole. 

“You’re gonna make my ass nice and plump for the next boy to come along.” You keep telling yourself this is a bad dream and you’re going to wake up. None of this can be real. 

But you can’t deny the gross slick feeling of your body being sucked in. The horrid smell all around you. And the awful taunting from your hookup. You gasp in shock as your cock gets sucked inside him. The man’s tight insides grinding against your cock makes it difficult not to get hard. 

“Ah fuck!” You groan out as your cock drags across his insides. You can’t stop yourself from flexing your feet allowing yourself to get sucked in easier. It just feels too good, and it hasn’t been long but, fuck you’re already feel your load coming. 

“See, I let you have a little fun.” He pushes your feet inside himself and gives his ass a flex. The brief tightness makes you shoot your load all over his insides and on yourself. “Well, thanks for the fun.” You don’t get time to think much further as your life fades away from existence.

Another victim for this man’s large ass.

#Face Farting #Extremely Musky #Unwilling Victim #Fart Torture #Anal Vore

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can u do anal vore and farts pls

I'll be 100 with you. It really depends if my creative juices are flowing and it's been sketchy lately. But I do realize I haven't done a vore story in a while. If I come across a photo or a scenario that gets my brain going then I'll be sure to write something!

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farting bros

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2022.10.19

Photo Reference

Tags/Warnings: Face Farting, Forced Situation, Fart Torture, Death by Farts

"Who the fuck are you?" You're shocked to find a mostly naked guy looking through your closet. The only piece of clothing covering his body is a pair of gray Under Armour boxers that you're fairly sure are yours.

He glances at you briefly before grabbing one of your shirts. "Need clothes." His gruff voice supplies.

"I'm not the salvation army, get outta here!" You gesture towards the door but he blatantly ignores you and goes to your dresser. You stare as he goes through your sock drawer and pulls out a pair.

You quickly walk up to snatch the socks out of his hand but he catches your hand before you succeed. "Need clothes." He gives you a glare like you're the one in the wrong.

"Good for you bucko!" You snark back. "Get out of my apartment before I call the cops." You snatch your arm out of his grip. "Who do you think you are?" 

"I am Cyliek, lieutenant in lord Satan's army." Silence fills the room as you take in his words. Then you can't help but start laughing.

"You can't be serious?" You grab his arm and start escorting him out of your room. "Alright, Celiac, I'll let you have the undies but get the fuck out." Just as you're about to reach the doorway, he twists your arm and forces you to your knees.

"You dare mock me."

"Ow! What the fuck, let go dude!" 

"I am a lieutenant of the lord's army! You will respect me!" Before you can even retort, his sizable ass is forced against your face. "You will learn your place, human."

PFFFFFBRBFFFFTTTT

A horrifying ten second fart is released by the man's ass. You choke down the sulfur smelling gas. You're completely stunned and you don't know what to do. No one has ever forced you to inhale their ass fumes before. Hell, closest is you and your buddy's ripping ass after drinking beer.

PFFBBBBRRRBRBRBRBRRRR

A rumbling fart breaks you out of your thoughts. More sulfuric gas gets blasted up your nose and burns its way into your lungs. This time though you cough and hack. This can't be good for your lungs. You realize you should probably put up a fight. 

You try to push yourself away from his huge ass, but he just uses his other hand to hold your face in place. Either his farts kicked the fight out of you or he has some super human strength. 

PFBRBRBFF PFFFFF PFFFFFFTTTT

"This damn mortal world." He speaks as he keeps releasing torrents of gas up your nose. "Selfish humans." Your struggling is useless as his grip is too strong.

PPPFFFBRFFFFFFFFFFF

"Disgusts me that I even have to step foot on this world." 

PSSSSSSSFFFFFF

The fart hisses before going full blast. The more he keeps farting the more and more it feels like your lungs are on fire. His grip loosens just enough where you can take a deep breath of fresh air.

"God," You cough, "Please stop, I'm sorry." You huff, but he still hasn't let you go. "T-take anything, just please stop!" You beg. To your surprise he lets go, but you watch as he drops the boxers leaving his hairy bare ass in front of your face.

"Anything?" You gulp, but quietly say yes. "Then I think I'll take your life."

"Wha-" Before you can get the word out he has your face pressed against his naked ass. His ass hairs tickle against your nostrils as he gets comfortable.

PFFFFFFBRBRFFFTTTT 

And as that first ungodly blast hits your nose, you realize how much those boxers were protecting you. You're forced to inhale this man's, no demon's toxic unfiltered farts. You do your best to fight against him but there's no winning. 

PFFFFSSSFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTT

PFFFFTTTTTFFFF

PFFFFFFFFFFTTT

PBRBRBRBRBRBRFFFFFTTTTT

Bomb after bomb destroys your sense of smell to the point you don't even remember what fresh air smelled like. You can't stop shaking as he fills your lungs with his putrid air and you ponder if he was serious when he said he was going to take your life.

"It annoys me that you're still living. This human body of mine fails me." You feel him shift slightly. "But it won't be much longer now." You can hear his stomach make a growling noise from your spot. 

PFBRBRB PFFFF PFFFTTT

"Even in this form, your body can't hold out forever." You know he's right, especially if the burning in your guy is anything to go by. You're finding it harder and harder to stay conscious. 

PFFFFBRBRBRFFFTTTTT 

Your arms go limp to your side, they're too heavy. "Ah, told you we're getting close." And with a heavy grunt:

PFFFFFFBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTFFFTTTTTTTTFFFTTTTT

A full 30 seconds of pure demon gas fills your nose and body. More of the toxic sulfuric brew like before. Your body starts shaking uncontrollably. Finally, the last thing that you see is your bed as your lifeless body thumps against the bedroom floor.

You Lose

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Noah Beck fart torture

You couldn’t believe your luck! Noah Beck was coming to your town for a photoshoot. You knew you had to see your celebrity crush in person, so you scouted the local area for him to show up. After many days, you finally saw him entering a hotel building so you ran up to him.

“Oh my god, Noah Beck” you screamed in a high-pitched tone. He turned and looked at you with confusion and slight disgust. “I can’t believe I’m actually seeing you in real life, you’re even hotter is person”

He laughed nervously, which then turned mischievous. “Follow me” he said. Of course you obliged and followed him to his room. While walking up the stairs behind him, you couldn’t help but notice his huge, beefy ass contained in tight work-out shorts but also the slightly sweaty and shitty smell emitted from it. He looked back and smiled slyly.

As you neared his door, Noah turned and said “I have a little problem that I need help with”

“Of course Noah, I would do anything for you “ you eagerly said, in which he responded with a giggle.

When you entered the room, he closed the door and immediately grabbed you by your shirt and held you up close to his face.

“The problem is that fags like you won’t leave me alone, but luckily I have just the solution” he snarled. With that he burped in your face. The smell was horrible. You gagged and then he punched you in the face, which knocked you out.

When you woke up, you found yourself tied to his bed. You friend to scream but your mouth was taped shut and you could taste something sour.

“HaHaHa. Like the taste of my sweaty gym socks?” Noah wasn’t wearing any trousers, just some white boxers and a t-shirt. “Now the real fun can begin”

He straddled your chest with his big bulge in your face. “Don’t get too excited fag, this is the closest you’ll ever get to Beckzilla!” He then turned around and sat on your face with all his weight.

You tried turning away but he was just too heavy. “Stop fighting faggot, we both know you love it.” You in fact, did not like it. The smell radiating from his ass was atrocious, it was like he hadn’t showered down there in a week. Noah realised this and said “you don’t like the post gym stench, huh? Well then maybe you’ll like this smell more” he laughed.

PPRRTTTBBTRRPPTT

Noah let out the biggest fart ever. The smell was horrible, it was shitty and meaty. You screamed but it was muffled by his massive ass and gym socks. “HAHAHAHA OH MY GOD THAT WAS BIG” he shouted.

You were running out of breath fast. You tried kicking, pushing, screaming and tossing and turning but you couldn’t escape the wrath of Noah Beck’s ass. He just laughed and said “You need air faggot? I’ll give you something to breathe.”

PPRRTTBBT

He farted again and it was worse. This carried on for almost 3 hours. All while Noah Beck snapped some photos and videos used as blackmail.

When you were finally released, your face would full of ass sweat and farts. He laughed at you and said he would release the photos if you told anyone.

“We should do this again sometime” Noah giggled. You hoped you never would. (Spoiler alert: you did!)

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Dalton Pt. 2 (Rewritten)

Photo Inspiration

[Part One]

Tags/Warnings: Lost Bet, Musky Ass, Face Farting, Forced Face Farting, Farting into Mouth, Crying

College is a time of learning about yourself and figuring out how shitty the world really is. Well that’s what you decided anyways. Your view was skewed a bit when you found out that Dalton was going to be your dorm roommate. There are 3,582 people who dorm at this university and somehow you get paired with Dalton. Good ole fucking Dalton who made you sniff his dirty ass after winning the state qualifier. 

That was two fucking years ago and he still teases you about it. You can’t count how many times you’ve woken up because Dalton was farting on your face. Or the amount of times you’ve gotten back to your dorm only to find him banging some chick on your bed. Or the time he put the jockstrap he stuffed in your mouth while you were sleeping.

You’ve literally begged the housing department to move you somewhere else but there was a waiting list and blah blah blah. Long story short, life hates you and you were going to be stuck with Dalton for the rest of your life. You’ll probably end up working for the same company and he’ll be your boss and make you sniff his toxic ass during meetings.

The only saving grace was the library. Dalton never came here so you usually got a little peace from him. That’s how you first saw her. The most beautiful woman in the world. She had the cutest blonde hair, and she was wearing this sundress that just made her look majestic. For a moment you could see you and her having a happy life together.

Then all of a sudden Dalton’s there. Slamming his books down next to you and giving you his typical shit eating grin. “Hey Roomie, whatcha looking at?”

“Nothing, fuck off.” You try moving your attention back to your book. 

“Her name’s Sabrina, she’s in my marketing class.” He nods his head to the girl. “I bet you I can get her number before you do.”

“Jesus Christ, are you like ten?” You flip the page of your book pretending to read.

“Someone sounds chicken.” You sigh and look up at him. 

“Fine, I bet I can get her number before you can.” 

Dalton raises his hand but before he shakes he says: “Same rules as before?”

The horrid experience from two years ago flashes in your brain. You know you told yourself you’d never bet against Dalton, but you just can’t stop yourself. “Same rules.” You aggressively shake his hand. “You’re losing this time.”

“Doubt it,” He gets up. “See ya around roomie.” He gives you a cocky grin and to your surprise leaves the library.

This gives you the perfect time to talk to Sabrina, and you try to. But she totally blows you off and you sulk as you walk your way back to your dorm.

The next day, you’re reading when Dalton busts into the room. “Guess who won?” You glare at him and you can feel yourself growling.

“There’s no fucking way.” You say behind closed teeth but he’s not paying any attention to you. He’s rummaging around his backpack in his corner when you see him pull something golden out. 

“Hah!” He says excitedly. “Well I’m off.” You realize quickly that what he was holding was a magnum condom. The door slams and you put your hands into your head. 

You’ve lost another bet, and now he’s going to Sabrina's dorm room, probably to plow her brains out. You sigh and realize that also means that you’re going to have to be trapped under Dalton’s sweaty ass. 

You called a couple of friends asking if you can stay at their place for the next couple of days, but alas, none of your friends have any room for you. 

Fuck life, fuck everything, fuck this damn school. 

You walk to the coffee shop near your dorm and order coffee. You place your head on the table as you wait for your coffee to finish up. 

The barista gently places the coffee down in front of you. You look up and make eye contact. “Bad day?” He asks kindly.

“Unbelievably so.” He gives you a sad smile before going back to his post.

You’re sipping on your coffee when you get a ding. You pull out your phone and open the text without checking who’s from. To your horror it’s a 5 second video of Dalton pounding Sabrina and you slam your phone down.

You finish your coffee, after deleting the text of course. You’re getting close to the door when you hear the barista yell out: “Hope your day gets better!” You give him a sad smile knowing that in fact your day is going to get worse.

When you get back to the dorm, Dalton isn’t back. So it gives you time to prepare yourself. You look around the room for anything that might help you in this situation, but it dawns on you that nothing is going to save you from your eventual fate. You take a deep breath, probably the last fresh air you’ll have for a while. 

Then, as on queue, Dalton slams the door open. You look over panicked to see Dalton giving you the most shit eating grin you’ve ever seen. 

“Well, it’s time to pay up.”

“I will literally pay you not to do this.” You didn’t know you could sound so pathetic.

“Sorry bud, a bet is a bet.” You close your eyes and sigh.

“Fine!” You stand up with a bit of courage. “Let’s get this over with.” 

Dalton gives a laugh. “Lay down on the floor.”  You do as he says. “Starting the timer.” to your horror, Dalton is pulling off his shorts to reveal a jockstrap. He turns around so his ass is facing you and you can see how hairy it is.

“Wait, I didn’t-” You don’t get another word in as he smashes your face with his hairy ass. He gyrates his hips making sure you’re getting fully immersed in his sweaty ass.

“Deep breaths.” He gives his ass a shake. “Smell how sweaty I am. That’s the smell of a man.”

PFFFFFFFFFBRBRFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTT

You knew it was coming by the way he was flexing his ass, but the fart still makes you jump. 

PBRBRBRBRBRRRRRR 

Another fart shortly follows the first and you’re trying your best not to inhale in time with it, but it doesn’t matter. Just being trapped under his ass is locking the toxic fumes in. Your nose is already burning from just two farts.

PFFFFFBRBRBFFFFFFFTTTTTT

Either you timed your breathing wrong or Dalton timed it perfectly as you inhaled the rumbling fart. Raw sewage burns your nose and you have a bad taste in your mouth. Tears start to well up as you breathe.

“How’s it going back there? Enjoying daddy’s brew?” You can’t voice your disgust but you give him a punch to the gut.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

You should’ve known better than to do that. “Aww, I wasn’t done brewing that one.” He grabs your hips as he grinds his hole and against your nose. “Alright, deep breaths!” You do the opposite and start holding your breath.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFBBRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTT

A loud twenty second blast starts and you can’t hold your breath the whole way through. Towards the end you have to take a large inhale and you’re forced to endure the rest of the fart. The previous farts have nothing on this one. Pure garbage escapes from his bowels and is blown right into your lungs. 

“Phew, that one hurt.” He gives his ass a wiggle on your face. “But I’m sure you enjoyed it.” He lifts up and then slams his ass back down onto your face. “Don’t worry, we’ve got at least another twenty minutes for you to get acquainted with my ass.” 

PFFFFFFFFBRFFF PFFFFFFFFFFFFTT PFFFFFFFFF PFFFFFFFFFFF

He lets out four successive airy farts that don’t have much oomph behind them, but your lungs don’t seem to like this situation you’re in. You start to wonder if you could die from this.

PFBBRBRBRFFFFFFTT PFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTT

A sigh of relief comes from Dalton. “Fuck, get a whiff of that.”

PFFFFFFFBBRFFFFFFTTTT

Less powerful farts start coming more and more and even though it still stinks like raw eggs, you feel like you’re giving a chance to breathe. And in a false sense of security, who openly breathe through your mouth to get a bigger breath.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFBRBRRBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

Dalton timed it perfectly; He blasts another loud twenty second fart right down your throat. And there’s no escaping it, he has your mouth smashed open with his asshole perfectly aimed down your throat.

PFFFFBBRFFFFFTTT PFFFFFFFFFF PFFFFFTTTT PFFFFFFTTTTT

“Yeah, eat my gas bitch!” You scream as the torrents of gas are forced down your throat. This is much worse than anything you can imagine. 

PFFFFFFBRBRFFFFFFFTTT PFFFFFFFFFTTT PFFFFFF

You just know you’re going to die like this. Trapped under a fucking asshole blowing his guts into your mouth. The tears start falling down your face. 

Then to your surprise Dalton lifts up from you. He turns to get a look at you and he just laughs. “Hah, you look pathetic!” He laughs uncontrollably as you lay there, trying to catch your breath.

“I-I-” 

“I’m showing you an act of mercy. Go get cleaned up.” Dalton grabs his shorts and puts them back on. “But good luck getting that taste out of your mouth.” He just leaves like nothing happened and you lay there confused. 

You can still taste his guts on your stomach and you’re getting whiffs of his putrid fumes as you breathe in through your nose. You right yourself up, and the world spins briefly as you try to get yourself standing up. 

You see yourself in the mirror and you see what he means. Your face is flushed red and you swear you have a few of his ass hairs on your face. You try not to cry, but it just happens. You grab your bathroom gear and head to the shared showers.

You end up going back to your parents house. You decide to give up your dorm and just be a commuter. There’s no way you can keep enduring Dalton.

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Dalton (Rewritten)

Reference Photo

Tags/Warnings: Face Farting, Unwilling Victim, Wrestler Dom, Lost Bet, Forced Fart Sniffing

You’ve possibly made the stupidest bet of your life. 

Dalton has been bothering you for the past few months about the fact that he might make it into the state finals for the wrestling team. You being that brat you are, said in front of the whole team, that there’s no way Dalton could ever get to state. So, Dalton, in response, made a bet with you; If he made it to finals you’ll have to let him sit on your face 30 minutes after a wrestling match and if he doesn’t then you get to do the same.

The thought of his sweaty ass sitting on your face disgusts you, but you agreed regardless so you didn’t look like a wimp in front of the whole team. After all, if he doesn’t make state, then you can force him to endure 30 minutes of your swamp ass.

But now, you watch as Dalton wipes the floor with the Greendale guy. It doesn’t make sense to you how Dalton wins so easily, but the whole team is celebrating and running up to him, except you of course. 

Dalton has won the last match he needed to qualify for state finals. And that means you have to let him sit his sweaty swamp ass on your face for a full 30 minutes. You panic, not wanting to be in this situation anymore, you do the one that makes sense.

You tried leaving.

Of course, it wasn’t going to be that easy. Luka sees you trying to leave and Dalton’s posse quickly catches up to you.

“Where you think you’re going?” He asked, knowing full well I was trying to get away.

“Just need some fresh air.” You try lying. They laugh because they know you won’t be having any fresh air soon enough.

“Come with us, we’ll get you some fresh air.” He laughs as he escorts you back towards the locker room off the gym. You sadly sigh as they open the door and show Dalton in his yellow singlet waiting for you.

“Guess who just made it to state bitch?” Dalton has this annoying grin on his face. “I think there’s a bet we need to settle.”

“Yeah, about that.”

“You’re not about to chicken out, are you?” Dalton saunters up to you. “You have a date with my swamp ass and you’re not getting out of it.”

“Seriously, it was just a stupid bet.” 

“I take my bets seriously.” One of the guys pushes you down onto the ground and holds you there. “Hold him down for me.” One of his friends holds down your arms while the other holds your legs. 

“Guys seriously, we don’t have to do this.” You try weaseling your way out.

“We do.” Dalton plants himself right on your face. The sweat from his last match soaks your face. It smells bad and you’re doing your best not to gag. “Start the clock.”

The first five minutes go by with nothing much happening. He grinds his ass around on you to make sure that you’re getting the full scent of his dirty ass. He teases you for a while saying that you’ll never be as good a wrestler as him. 

Things change after the next five minutes though. “Uh oh boys.” Dalton says before he releases the most god-awful fart you’ve ever had to smelt in your life. You gag and choke as the fumes go down your nose. It feels like all your nose hairs were just burnt off. “Goddam, that was a bad one.” He gyrates his hips to make sure the smell is all over your face. “Don’t worry, I got more of those.”

BRRRRRPPTTTT

“Jesus Dalton what did you eat?” The guy holding your legs asks. “It smells terrible.”

“It’s the protein shake dude.” Dalton slaps the side of your face. “Hey bitch face, you better start sniffing these hard. I don’t want to be able to smell these.”

“Fuck you!” You yell from underneath his ass.

“What was that? You want more? Anything you want.” Dalton grunts:

PFFFFFFFFFFBBRRFFFFFFTTTTT

“Sniff bitch.” You begrudgingly obey. It was the worst thing you’ve ever done. You thought the first fart was bad but this one was somehow worse. Raw sewage, rotten eggs. You’ve never smelled anything this bad. “Yo, still awake down there?” You nod, slightly, not sure why you’re responding. “Wow, I was sure you’d be out after that one.”

“Bro, if you keep it up, we’re gonna be out.” One of the guys holding you down says.

PFFFFFRBBRBRRFFFFFFFTTTTTT PFFFFFFFFFFFFFBBRFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT

“Fuck dude! I can’t stay in the blast zone.” One of the guys lets go of you and gets away from Dalton.

BRRRRRFFFFTTTTTT BFBRRFFFFTTTTTT

“God stop!” You yell from under his ass. “This isn’t part of the bet!” 

“You agreed that you’d stay under my ass for 30 minutes. You’re just unlucky that my shake decided to hit me now.” 

PFFFFFFFFBBRFFFFFFFTTTTT

“I don’t remember telling you to stop sniffing.”

PFBBFFFFFFFFTTTTT PFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTT

You learned last time you inhaled, and you’re not going to do that again. You do your best to hold your breath as Dalton farts. But it doesn’t stop him from blasting your face with noxious fumes.

PFFFBBRBRFFFFFTT PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTT PFBBBBRBRBRFFFFFF

You feel yourself start shaking as you’re running out of breath. And then you hear it, the phone alarm going off telling you 30 minutes is up. You release the breath you were holding, happy that you survived.

PFFFFFFFFBRBRBRRFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

Before getting up from your face, he releases one last fart and you breathe it in. It burns and you have this awful taste in the back of your mouth. You cough and gag rolling over to your side trying to get the awful taste out of your mouth. 

“Well that was fun.” Dalton says uninterested. “Next time, don’t bet against me, you’ll regret it.” He looks at the guys around the room, does a nod and leaves with the other guys.

You lay there from your coughing fit and stare at the ceiling. You’re pretty sure you learned your lesson and are 100 percent sure there will not be a next time. 

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2021.02.25 Thiam Story (Repost)

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Characters: Theo Raeken, Liam Dunbar

Parings: Theo x Liam

Warnings:  Forced Situation, Fart Torture, Face Farting

Tags: Forced Fart Sniffing, Fart Torture, Farting, Face Farting, Facesitting, Teen Wolf, Theo Raeken, Liam Dunbar

Liam knew he should have called Scott or Stiles, but there wasn’t enough time. Liam saw Theo while he was out and decided to follow the chimera. They’ve been struggling to find where he was really holed up and if Liam could follow him and find out then he should do it.

What Liam wasn’t expecting was for Theo to get the drop on him. Before Liam could even react, Theo punches him across his face. As Liam hits the ground, Theo jabs something into his leg. As Liam goes to get up, his body starts to go limp.

“You should be really careful who you pick fights with.” Theo says as he approaches Liam. “Your alpha should’ve taught you to never fight someone on their own turf.” Theo stands above Liam’s prone form menacingly. “You never know what kind of traps they could be hiding.” Theo reaches down and pulls out the dart sticking in Liam’s leg. “Wolfsbane has all sorts of uses. I’m a personal fan of this strain.” Theo squats down to Liam’s height. “You’re still aware of your surroundings, but you can’t move or talk, can’t beat that.” Theo stands back up and turns around from Liam. He takes something small out of his pocket and swallows it. Theo readjusts Liam’s body so that he’s laying on his back. “Perfect. Now get comfortable, you’ll be here for a while.”

Liam watches in horror as Theo lowers his sweatpants to reveal a jock strap perfectly framing his ass. Liam was sure that in any other setting that this sight would’ve excited him. But Liam had a gut feeling that this wasn’t going to end well for him. He tries moving his extremities but doesn’t have any success. 

Theo’s ass starts to lower closer to his face and Liam tries screaming for help, but his voice escapes him. Liam closes his eyes at the last second as Theo’s ass fully engulfs his vision. Theo’s ass is musky, and has a stink that couldn’t have just come from today. 

“Don’t enjoy this too much. It takes the fun out of it.” Theo jokes as he grinds his dirty hold onto Liam’s face. “Good luck getting that stink off you by the way.” Theo’s stomach starts to grumble and Liam immediately begins to panic. Not that his body could react to that panic though. 

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A short airy fart escapes Theo’s hole and goes straight up Liam’s nose. As Theo breathes a sigh of relief, Liam has no choice but to breathe in the disgusting fart as his body is in autopilot. It’s rotten and if Theo’s musk wasn’t bad already, this made things five times worse. 

“How’d you like that beta bitch?” Theo teases. “Well there’s more where that came from.” Like on cue, Theo’s stomach gurgles more. Theo lets out a soft moan as he rubs his hand over his stomach. 

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Theo grunts softly as three more blasts of air are pushed up Liam’s nose. The smell is just as bad as the first, but now there’s a lingering taste in the back of his throat. “Breath that in, bitch.” Theo grabs the back of Liam’s head and holds him firmly against his nose. 

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Rotten eggs and sewage fill up Liam’s poor nose. Theo briefly moves his ass away from Liam’s face. Liam’s body takes the moment to get fresh air, however all he can smell is Theo’s ass. Panic starts to set in when he realizes what Theo is doing. Theo uses the claw of his index finger to rip the front of Liam’s jeans and boxers revealing his flaccid cock.

“I thought you’d enjoy this.” Theo lightly touches the soft cock. “Well, it doesn’t matter, I’m enjoying this.” Theo laughs as he turns around to open Liam’s mouth. “It’s a shame you can’t use that tongue yet.” Theo adjusts his ass so his hole is placed over Liam’s mouth. “I’ll make do.” Theo wraps his hand around Liam’s cock and starts pumping it.

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“I bet that tastes good.” Theo gyrates his hips and keeps pumping away at Liam’s now hardening cock. Liam feels his body gag as he swallows the toxic farts down his throat. Liam mentally begs for his cock not to get hard from Theo’s constant stroking. However, his body decides to betray him. 

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“Fuck yeah, there you go bitch.” Theo let’s go of Liam’s fully hard 5 incher. “Are you even hard?” Theo pumps it once. “Fucking embarrassing. You got a small dick, and you’re hard from me farting in your mouth.” 

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Liam’s dick flexes against his will as Theo keeps farting down his throat. “Your small dick is going to make this difficult.” Theo bends down and swallows Liam’s dick making his gasp at the perfect time for Theo’s next fart blast.

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Theo laughs around Liam’s dick. “Holy fuck, that was bad.” Theo stomach gurgles a bit more, letting more silent farts seep out of his raunchy hole. “I can’t believe you like it this much.” Theo expertly bobs up and down on his small cock. 

Liam wanted to scream. Theo’s giving him the best head that he’s had in months but making him miserable at the same time. Unrealizing, Liam’s toes begin to curl in pleasure, and he moans lightly as Theo keeps bobbing up and down. 

Liam feels his balls start to tighten and then Theo’s mouth is gone. “I didn’t say you could cum, little bitch.” He puts his full weight back on Liam’s face. Liam’s nose goes straight into Theo’s hole. “The only way you’re cumming, is with my hole on your nose.” Theo begins to start grunting and grunting and Liam realizes he’s in trouble. For the first time since this torture started Liam begins to weakly kick. 

“Would you look at that.” Theo grabs Liam’s cock again. “Settle down, or I’ll break it in half.” 

“St-stop.” Liam pants out, stopping his fight. 

“I don’t think I will.” Theo laughs as he begins pumping Liam’s cock again. “I hope you’re ready for this.” With a final grunt Theo lets out the worst fart that Liam’s ever heard or smelled before in his life.

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Theo’s pumping gets quicker and Liam cums as the disgusting fart goes up his nose. Liam swears he’s never cum as hard as he paints himself and Theo in the thick white fluid. Liam coughs and chokes as Theo just laughs as he keeps pumping and pumping even after Liam cumming. Theo keeps pumping to the point where Liam can’t take the oversensitivity and he begins trying to fight again. 

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“How fucking embarrassing. You’ve made a mess. I can’t wait to see you try to explain this to your friends.” 

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“You’re going to have to tell them you came all over yourself from me farting up your nose.”

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“What’s Scott going to think?” Liam starts cumming again from Theo’s constant stroking. Panic starts to take hold as Liam’s vision goes black. “There you go, cum for your real alpha.”

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“Stop fighting. Go to sleep little bitch.” 

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“Succumb to your true alpha.” 

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With a final blast, Liam’s fighting stops and his head hits the floor. Liam lays there, exhausted, confused, broken. No longer the person he was when he tried ambushing Theo. 

When Liam reawakens, he’s alone, completely naked in his room. He sits up too quickly and his head is pounding, probably from the lack of air. Theo was right, he can still smell and taste Theo’s ass. The worst part of it all, his tiny dick was hard as a rock. 

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