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    Ripping 9 to 5 - Farmer

    John’s city life fitted him perfectly, but sometimes it just became too much. Which is why he needed to escape to the countryside, back to his roots, just for a week or so to de-stress.

    Going on another hike around the fields in the area he was staying, John couldn’t help but appreciate the fresh air. Climbing over a fence into the next field, following what John thought was a public footpath sign, he sighed at the rustic beauty of the next field with its golden knee height wheat stretching for what looked like miles. It seemed that this was around the season of harvest for this crop however as about a quarter of the field had already been cut by a tractor slowly making it’s route through the field.

    As John began to wade through the crops at the edge of the field he was so engrossed in the beauty of the scene to he failed to notice that the sound of the tractor had stopped and the new sound of rustling through crops was getting ever closer to him.

    “Oi what are you doing here?”

    A rough voice jolted John out of his trance so aggressively that he stumbled backwards and fell down. From the uncomfortable floor of the field John looked up to see a disgruntled looking man. Unable to gather any thoughts John just took in the sight of him, tall, firm, visibly sweating, a light tan and a shirt with a considerable amount of buttons going unused. Still shocked all John could do was stutter at the man above him and try not to get to excited by just the sight of him.

    “You do know this field is private property don’t you?”

    “Private?” Was all John could get out in response attempting to regain some composure in the face of the personification of his sexuality.

    “Yup that sign in the gate says so” the piercing look he gave John made him quiver “So what are you doing here huh? You trespassing?”

    The last question made John panic, realising the potential of the consequences, he sat up and with a little confidence says “No, no I’m just here hiking I must have gotten lost…”

    The farmer seemed to relax a little after that but still looked a bit uncomfortable. Turning away from John to give some thought to what to do next, John was greeted with the sight of the man’s bubbling ass barely being contained by a pair of tatty jeans. The jeans didn’t leave much to the imagination with man holes and ladders of fabric especially concentrated around the ass area and specifically the crack. It couldn’t have been practical but that wasn’t what John was focused on. The area could have also been the area where the rugged man was the most sweaty with a natural musk radiating from the area. It did things to John’s brain only making him want to get closer and lean in.


    It could have easily been mistaken for a gust of wind but John wasn’t that stupid, and the raunchy cheesy odour which began to dominate John’s senses backed up his theory. But he was now too busy wretching to do anything about it.

    This was also the same time the farmer finally decided to let out a sigh and turn back around with a smile.

    “I guess I can’t blame you for getting lost, I’ll take you back to the farmhouse and I’ll find you a map to head you in the right direction.”

    But John was not able to accept the kindness as he was still gagging over the unbelievable stench of what could have only been some new strain of particularly toxic flatulence. Offering his hand to help John up the farmer realised his mistake.

    “Oh sorry about that, it was dying to come out, but shit it really did a number on you…” Once John was up he had pretty much recomposed himself but was still in a state of shock from the fumes he had been exposed to, he wasn’t even able to process how close he was to the glistening musky farmer. “Oh and I’m Andy by the way nice to meet you!”

    Andy begun shaking John’s hand, the force of his massive arms making John’s stumble and was only able to mutter out his name.

    Finally letting go Andy decided it would be quicker to get back to the farmhouse if they took the tractor so he lead John towards the hefty vehicle. While following John was able to take in the vision of the whole man in front of him, it was hard to keep his eyes of that ass though shaking in front of him. It was so eye catching that John didn’t realise when Andy stopped suddenly causing him to walk right into it. Andy right leg was cocked up and before John could understand the pose he heard it.


    “Aww yeah that was a good one” Andy seemingly in his element barely registered what he was doing wasn’t particularly normal “Oh I would apologize for what you’re gonna get back there but you shoulda been looking where you were going.” He said with a grin. The smell which finally hit John’s nostrils was rough, a wave of cheesy stink thorwing him off guard.

    While still disgusted at the man’s stench John couldn’t help but feel a certain kind of way about this man’s rough attitude.

    When they reached the tractor Andy was almost gentlemanly in helping John climb up into it first, the physical contact of his hands on him giving him a rush of excitement. But the feeling quickly wore off as when John took the only seat in the vehicle, Andy decided that the best way to deal with this was to dramatically sit his ass on John’s lap.

    “Ah sorry if I’m a bit heavy man, but hey at least you got the best view.” rubbing his ass in a bit John realised that he wasn’t wrong about either, with his ass and lower back eclipsing most of John’s sight.

    The past five minutes had wholly overwhelmed John with the duality of his flirtatious interactions with the man but also his unfortunate intimacy with his farts. But having the man so forwardly to practically give him a lap dance, meant that any chance of logical thinking had been abandoned.

    When Andy started up the tractor the noise of the vehicle overpowered any chance of conversation meaning all John could do was attempt to enjoy the ride while not getting crushed by the hunk sitting on him. The terrain meant the ride was incredibly bumpy and becuase of this Andy’s ass was vibrating all over John’s crotch, it took all of his willpower to not immediately pop a boner but that was made even harder when Andy looked over his shoulder and gave John a smirk and a knowing wink. The shaking of Andy’s ass seemed to increase and grow deeper and John couldn’t tell why until it was made obvious by the smell hitting his nostrils. The rancid reeking stink of Andy’s ass gas seemed neverending and the large vibrations on his lap seemed to carry on for minutes as well. And in spite of the sound of the machinery John could easily make out the growing sound of the gas coming straight from Andy’s behind.


    The disgusting yet pleasureful sensation didn’t seem to stop until right before the tractor stopped moving. By that time John’s trousers had been permanently ingrained with the stink of Andy’s rectum and his brain still remained indecisive on if he should flee from the stinking farm worker or never leave.

    Finally getting off John’s lap, Andy practically lifted him out of the tractor and with his now unchanging naughty smile he lead the still-groggy-from-over-exposure-to-flatulence John to the bench outside his humble farmhouse.

    “I’m sorry if the ride was rough” he said obviously joking to John “I’ve gotten a couple complaints about bad smells I think it’s something to do with the fuel I use…. definitely nothing to do with this!” smacking his massive jean clad ass as he finished to make obvious what he was referencing.

    Andy gestured for John to lie down on the bench in front of the house since he was feeling so rough which John happily agreed to. John also didn’t complain about the view when the farmer began unbuttoning most of his shirt obviously making himself as comfortable as he pleased.

    “Now I obviously want to help you get on your way, but to be honest I recommend you get a nap first since you don’t really seem to be in any condition to take in directions right now.” Maybe it was his state of mind but John found this idea perfectly reasonable. “And of course if you can’t get to sleep that easily I can always help…” With that the farmer slowly turned around chuckling lightly as he began to squat his gargantuan ass over John’s face “See you on the other side.”


    And like that John was out.

    John woke up in a bed he didn’t recognise, but what he could recognise was the farmer now only in a pair of alarmingly tight worn out briefs sitting in a chair next to him. John was pretty sure he didn’t just have morning wood, and it was clear to see with there being no sheets on the bed.

    “Sometimes I forget how much power my gas has, it feels like you’ve been out for hours.” Andy stood up to look over John, but unlike the intimidating farmer he met earlier in the day, this man had a much more sensual charming look in his eyes.

    His crotch eye level with John Andy lifted his chin so they were looking straight at eachother “Not to be too forwards but out of everyone who’s stumbled upon this farm you’re the only one who’s shown any kind of positive reaction to my expulsions.” In saying positive reactions his eyes flitted over to John’s obviously erect member. “So understand me if I don’t really want to lose you too quickly.”

    This was a lot for John especially just after waking up, the man was a sight to behold, and he certainly seemed like he would be able to protect John but his gas was toxic, even if he did know how to use it well… just thinking about the day got John confused but further turned on.

    “You see planting so many crops it would be very useful to have a bit of an air filter around since I do tend to kind of pollute the plants sometimes, like seriously do you hear this?” Jutting his ass out Andy let out a quick powerful blast.


    It wasn’t even facing John but the smell got the message across. It did feel like Andy never stopped farting but John was starting to realise that this was less and less of a problem for him. For the first time John’s smile matched Andy’s and he leaned closer to him from the bed.

    “It’s good to see that you agree with me, I think my ass does as well.” With that Andy turned away from John but of course that meant his bulbous musky ass was closer than ever to John’s face. And John didn’t need any more of an invitation than that. Diving into the pillowy cheeks John knew this was where he belonged. And when the butt blew out a long explosive gust of toxic gas John’s polluted brain was already getting hooked on the smell.

    Later that week John realised how quickly he had gotten used to his new lifestyle as he stirred yet another can of baked beans on the stove. Bringing the plate of beans out to the front of the house the rugged farmer met him taking the plate and began to eat again, all he needed to thank him was to casually raise his leg and let his butt blow John a kiss.


    When the Andy turned around to meet John’s lustful stare with a Devilish grin, he knew the wave of stink had hit hard.

    (Finally back, of course suggestions welcome as always but got some plans for new stories in the near future :)

    Ripping 9 to 5 - Butler

    Jeremy had enjoyed his first term at university but was looking forward to getting home for the break. Especially becuase he would get to see Adrian again.

    Jeremy was really hoping to finally make progress with some guys at Uni but he was still held back by his massive crush on Adrian. It had been holding him back pretty much since he moved in.

    The short of it is that Jeremy’s family is rich, and Adrian’s family went broke when he was a teenager. Being friends with Adrian’s father, Jeremy’s mother offered to let Adrian live with them. And being the good person he is when he turned 16, a couple years before Jeremy, he offered to be a butler for the family not wanting to be a freeloader. Resistant at first, Jeremy’s parents insisted against it, but not wanting to be a freeloader Adrian was adamant.

    Jeremy didn’t mind as long as it meant that he could still spend time with Adrian. But it did change things. Jeremy found Adrian being more private with him, being more formal, more professional. Jeremy still harboured a crush on him and he still got warm energy from him, but their relationship had changed.

    Going away to Uni was his first time not living with Adrian for a while and he missed him. Which is why he decided that when he came back for break he would make an active effort to reconnect with him. And now they were both fully adults he wouldn’t have any restrictions.

    Walking back into his large family house he said a brief greeting to his parents and had to pry them off him to get to his room for some privacy. Lugging his suitcases up the stairs he could call Adrian to help but he wanted to surprise him.

    Getting back to his room for the first time in ages Jeremy felt happy to be back in his element, everything was the same except for the fact that the window was wide open leaving a cold breeze chilling the room, so he quickly closed it. He began to clean himself up in preparation for his reunion with Adrian.

    About to leave the room satisfied by his lathering of deodorant and combed hair, Adrian walked towards the door. But before he could arrive he could hear pounding footsteps getting louder from outside. Getting closer to the door so he could get a better hear of it, the door was swiftly pulled open from the other side.

    There was Adrian in his typical butler uniform, in those same tight trousers which contributed highly to Jeremy’s sexual awakening and that same glowing face. But something was different. He was sweating on his forehead, squirming uncomfortably and had a hand on his stomach, and a shocked expression on his face obviously not expecting the sight of Jeremy.

    But Jeremy didn’t mind and if he had the element of surprise he could easily reconnect with him. He leaped forward and gave him a tight hug which was responded to with a grunt. Again he didn’t care bring so close to him again was contorting. He pulled himself off the butler and gave him a proper look over grinning.

    “You miss me?”

    Finally breaking a warm but formal smile (yet still looking physically uncomfortable) he replied:

    “Yes Master Jeremy very much so.”

    Putting on am exaggerated frown Jeremy punched him in the arm saying:

    “God how many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that, it’s just Jeremy,” Pausing a moment he looked back again at Adrian winking “or whatever you want it to be.” With a giggle.

    Ignoring Jeremy’s advances he walked into the room still looking restless “So um, Jeremy, why are you home early?” He couldn’t really make eye contact but he sat down on the bed rubbing his stomach.

    “Oh yeah sorry, I gave you the wrong date, thought I’d surprise you” Still smiling Jeremy was happy he was finally seeing a more human side of Adrian.

    His butler pondered this for a moment gulping and then looked back to Jeremy with a desperate look. “Jeremy please do me a favour, could you please vacate this room?” It was said with urgency, but obviously not more urgency as Jeremy had to reconnect with Adrian.

    “Oh trying to kick me out of my room now? Gosh did you develop an attitude when I was gone?” It was all said playfully and Jeremy wanting to make some contact gave Adrian a weak shove on his side as he sat next to him on the bed as a mock punishment.

    But obviously the push caught Adrian off guard and he fell onto his side onto the bed away from Jeremy and grunted what sounded like ‘Crap not now’. Surprised by the relatively bad language from the man he didn’t hear the rumbling from him, but he certainly heard what came next.


    Never in his years of knowing Adrian had he ever imagined him farting. And now all of a sudden Jeremy’s nose was being assaulted by a rancid stink exiting his asshole. Adrian was a red panting wreck on the bed after letting the fart out.

    “Master Jeremy, I’m so sorry I never meant for you to see that…”

    Jeremy wasn’t exactly enjoying the smell gagging on it a little, he was surprised that Adrian could produce something so stinky. But seeing him with his guard so down for the first time in years overjoyed him, so he thought he could take advantage of it.

    Putting a hand on one of Adrian’s he leaned towards him. “Don’t worry I still like my Butler, even if he does have a smelly ass.” Jeremy joked but it seemed to only make Adrian blush harder.

    Adrian leaned up and stood up from the bed pulling his hand out from under Jeremy’s and used it to attempt to waft away the lingering smell of his expulsion. “Again Jeremy I’m sorry you had to experience that I really am, and I’m glad to see you are home safe, but I have things to do so I’ll see you soon.”

    Jeremy couldn’t have this, Adrian being his same old cold butler self. Especially after ripping the worst fart Jeremy had ever smelt. As Adrian began to exit the room Jeremy grabbed his hand holding him back, making Adrian give Jeremy a sad look back.

    “Adrian what changed with you?” Getting serious for a moment Jeremy was able to grab his attention. Adrian took a deep breath sighing and closing the door in front of him. He turned back to give Jeremy and earnest look.

    “Back when I was sixteen a lot of changes began happening, with me especially,” this time she sat voluntarily close to Jeremy “I became you’re family’s butler as you know and I’ve always been in debt to your family…” He took a deep breath “Which is why I knew that when I developed feelings for you I could not follow through on them in case of being unprofessional.” Jeremy’s heart was pounding not knowing what to say so letting him continue. “Also around the same time as all this was when I started developing my gas problems, in fear of being even more unprofessional I isolated myself from you even more so neither you nor your parents would discover this. I also took the opportunity of your unused room when you went to university as a room to relieve myself, I’m sorry if that sounds crude and I’m sorry if you feel violated but there is no point lying about anything anymore. Feel free to tell your parents as much as you want I’m sure I can find another job…”

    Jeremy had enough of Adrian’s negativity so he made sure to cut him off with: “You’re not going to have to quit!” Which gave Adrian an excuse to smile weakly. “And why didn’t you tell me you liked me did you never suspect that I liked you as well?” All Adrian could do was look down in shame. “And why didn’t you tell me about your gas problem it really wouldn’t bother me it can’t be that bad?!” With that last statement Adrian cringed in response.

    “Believe me Jeremy it can, and I’m desperately sorry but could I please relieve myself outside or in the hallway I would never want to subject you to that again.” He began to try and leave the room again but once again Jeremy pulled him back. Seeing Adrian uncomfortable hurt him so he decided that he would fully accept that side of him.

    “Adrian I really don’t mind, please don’t leave”

    Adrian just looked at him then covered his face with one hand embaressed and leaned over a little.


    I did stink, it was disgusting, it reeked. Jeremy wasn’t going to pretend it didn’t. Maybe he even played up his reaction to play with the mortified Adrian even more but just so he could surprise him more afterwards. After suitably gagging on the rotten stench filling the room, Adrian looked like he was on the verge of a breakdown.

    “Jeremy I’m really sorry, I know how much I stink, I really can’t help it.”

    Right as he finished the sentence Jeremy decided it was time to strike. He practically tackled Adrian to the ground and gave him a moment to reject him and then followed with a kiss. It was a great moment for Jeremy lifting a weight from him but he knew he had to explain himself to Adrian.

    Pulling himself off Adrian’s mouth he ran his hands along the body underneath him.

    “Adrian I think I can put up with your stink, especially for you, I tried to forget about you at university but I couldn’t so I know I can put up with a little gas.”

    Adrian looked shocked but happy “Thanks Jeremy, I’m not sure where we can go from here with all these crazy bloody circumstances,” Jeremy was happy to hear that he accepted that they could go somewhere “but believe me when I say it’s more than 'a little gas’, how can you be sure you can put up with it?”

    Jeremy didn’t exactly expect the conversation to be going this way but he wasn’t exactly willing to give up. “Test me, give me the worst you’ve got! And if it let’s me get more well acquainted with that bum of yours then I’ll be more than happy!”

    Shocked at the crudeness of Jeremy’s offer Adrian managed to break a smile but was still worried on Jeremy’s behalf. “Are you really sure I don’t want to hurt you?”

    The warning only made Jeremy laugh. “Dude it’s only a few more farts how bad can it be?” All Adrian could do was respond with a sigh knowing he wouldn’t be able to get Jeremy to give up.

    Adrian just stood up in front of Jeremy arching his back a little, feeling a little happy he’s finally able to show off his ass which he is so secretly proud of, knowing the complimentary his tight trousers have on it. Jeremy wasn’t complaining having to resist full on spanking the man choosing to only lightly rub the cheeks.


    It hit hard, surprising Jeremy even though he expected it. The rotten winds blowing out of the butler’s ass blew back his hair and made his nostrils flare. The fart seemed like it would never end and it seemed like Adrian was making no effort to stop it spreading his cheeks out with his hands.

    The gas finally subsided and Jeremy tried to catch a breath of fresh air but the oxygen around him was fully tainted. Looking back at him Adrian asked:

    “Do you see what I mean now?” He looked at the pitiful sight of Jeremy sitting agape his eyes watering from the stink. It was sad for Adrian knowing that man he loved couldn’t put up with his gas. “I’m really sorry Jeremy…”

    But of course despite the stench intoxicating Jeremy’s brain he still had his priorities straight. He grabbed Adrian and pulled him down into another surprise kiss making them both smile again, but Adrian still had doubts.

    “Okay so maybe it’s a little bit worse than i expected but do you really think that will put me off you?”

    Finally giving Jeremy one last serious look, “If you can put up with this one, you can have whatever you want okay?”

    Jeremy nodded in response gulping but ready for any challenge. Adrian stood in front of him again but this time he slid down his trousers and underwear displaying his bulbous shining cheeks spilling out his trousers. In spite of their beauty they did come with a natural stink but Jeremy could handle that but it reminded him of what was to come. But mainly Jeremy was focused on finally getting a good view of Adrian’s uncovered ass, he was practically drooling. He was so distracted that he barely registered Adrian say:

    “I’m sorry for this Jeremy…” And without warning he pulled Jeremy’s head into his ass fully smothering him. Jeremy would resist but the cool sensation of being inside Adrian’s cheeks was amazing. With a grunt and a rumble inside his rectum, Adrian let loose.


    Jeremy could hear Adrian moan in relief letting that one out. A shitty odour attacked Jeremy’s nostrils unfiltered by any clothing, this would have repulsed him more if he wasn’t in such a heavenly ass. It hurt him to smell but the feeling of Adrian’s hole winking on his nose actaully aroused Jeremy which surprised him. He could tell Adrian was about to apologize for his stench again so Jeremy thought he would surprise him, maybe even punish him for forcing his head in his ass.

    Adrian began to feel the orgasmic sensation of an explorative tongue invading his hole. The sensation was amazing making him buckle over more, he was certainly beyond the realm of unprofessionalism so he couldn’t exactly ask his master to stop. The pleasure on his hole was getting so good that it began to tempt more gas out of his ass.




    Rancid farts began further stinking up Jeremy’s engulfed face, but Jeremy had gotten to a point of the smell of Adrian’s anal pheremones was beginning to turn him on. Still rimming the butler he decided to put his hands to use using one to unbuckle his trousers and begin rubbing himself and the other to rub Adrian giving him a hint of where this is going. Adrian noticed the shift in atmosphere and smirked realising just how kinky his master is. He unzipped his own trousers giving Jeremy’s spare hand more freedom to explore.




    The smell only got more intense filling the room with a scent of ass stink. By this point both of them needed release, their dicks throbbing. Jeremy pushed himself out of Adrian’s ass gasping for breath.

    “Adrian!” He pulled the man down to face him by his tie in a less serious but still commanding tone he said: “I demand that you put your flatulence to good use and release those winds on my member!”

    With a sadistic grin Adrian gave him a quick kiss and said with a more sadistic smile “As you wish…”

    He slid his body down resting Jeremy’s shaft in-between his cheeks and letting his own push up against Jeremy’s chest.


    The gas began deep and rumbling, blasting hot gas vibrating against Jeremy but also the gas which escaped managed to instantly cloud both of them filling their nostrils with the rancid cheesy stink making them both moan as it overwhelmed their senses. When the fart reached a crescendo Jeremy thrusted against Adrian stimulating both their dicks enough to prompt climax shooting ropes onto eachother leaving Jeremy’s chest and head and Adrian’s ass soaked, and the room reeking. Jeremy knew the room was old but he didn’t remember the paint peeling off the walls before.

    Both men fell into eachother giggling over the insanity of their sexual experience but also in relief that they can finally be with eachother.

    In that moment Jeremy was hoping that Adrian’s new butler services would extend to putting him to sleep with his ass gas every night, but he was sure that he could persuade the gassy butler somehow.

    colinxwolves asked :May I request one with a sexy bold skunk boy and a shy small kitten boy? Like, both used to be in a relationship but the kitten broke it off cause he thought the skunk wasn't that bold and smelly, but the skunk wouldn't take it lying down and waited until he finally had the little kitten alone and showed him just how alpha bold and extremely smelly he really was by giving him hardcore stinky sex, with the end being them snuggled together and the kitten covered in a claiming 'scent', please? asked :

    Not really taking direct requests at the moment, but I’d love to read it if you write it :)

    Anonymous asked :Are you gonna continue the fart god story???? I LOVE it!!! asked :

    Thanks! I would love because I really like the characters but I’m not super inspired with them atm. I’ll probably just write the rest of it in like 5 chapters and just dump them all here at some point, but I have no idea when I’ll do that but idk?

    Ripping 9 to 5 - Fireman

    Gary really should have been focusing more on guiding his class around the fire station but how could he stop himself from getting distracted. That glowingly attractive fireman just kept up showing up in his peripheral vision, around firetrucks and by garage doors. But instead of getting a proper look at the enchanting man, he had to reign interest in the ‘senior’ fire protection officer to keep his class interested.

    Even when he was filtering the kids back onto the bus he couldn’t help but feel a tinge of regret that he never got to interact with the man. After waving his students off, all Gary had to do was leave a cheque in the main office of the fire station to pay for the trip and drive home to a bottle of wine in his own car.

    Wandering back towards the office Gary couldn’t help but actively take a longer route through the station trying to get a look for the cute fireman but to no avail.

    But of course being the klutz he is, when bending down to leave the cheque on a table, Gary’s ass managed to knock over a large rack of fireman’s helmets. Tired and frustrated after a long day Gary quite dramatically sunk to his knees sighing and dragged himself around the floor stacking plastic helmets. The scraping of helmets and his tired state overpowered the sound of footsteps.

    “Hey… you need some help down there.”

    A glimmer of happiness showed itself inside of Gary and he saw a hand being offered to him. Was it him? Looking up from the grubby hand, up the toner arm, to the relatively unzipped fireman’s jumpsuit, it was Gary’s first proper look at the better-looking-up-close fireman. Probably smiling more than he should be all Gary could murmer was: “Yeah” as he made sure to fully clasp the rugged hand and let himself be pulled up.

    Still with a smiling the radiant fireman gave Gary a more quizzical look.

    “No offence or anything but who are you?”

    Realising that on some level he was technically trespassing, Gary quickly put the helmets on a table and panicked a little to explain himself.

    “Oh well, I’m a teacher from the class being shown around today, well they were being shown around, they’re gone now, but I’m just dropping off the payment and well I knocked down those helmets, and well then you came” taking a breathe finally and blushing a little “and now you’re here, and I should go.”

    Gary was mortified at how much of a fool he was making himself look. He had to escape sure the man was hot but he didn’t have a chance in hell with him. He began shuffling out of the room.


    Was that what Gary thought it was? Turning around he saw the same attractive fireman standing with one leg cocked up and wafting a hand from his ass almost in Gary’s direction. Gary understood why quickly when the hot eggy stink hit him making his eyes sting.

    “I would apologize, but you were kind of rambling and that’s been proven to be my best way of grabbing people’s attention.”

    All Gary could do was stand mouth open in shock at the man’s unconventional attention seeking method.

    “But yeah you were leaving and well I wanted to chat.” He leaned back onto a table relaxing his position and cocked his head and gave Gary and inviting smile like the burst of flatulence never happened.

    The fart smelt repulsive, it smelt like pure rotten ass, which may have been why it subconsciously enticed Gary. He wasn’t a particularly picky man but he was incredibly into ass, raunchy or clean, and he liked to be able to be comfortable around men. That relaxed yet powerful fart and the incredibly intense asslike pheremones while humiliating on one level, made him even more attracted to the fireman. The fireman who now wanted to talk to him.

    Finally collecting himself Gary stumbled back into the office and offered “Well I’m not exactly against chatting, I’m Gary.”

    Standing up to stand facing Gary, maybe a little more close than what would be considered particularly heterosexual he replied with a quick wink: “Logan”

    Pausing for a moment to think Logan stuck his tongue out a little wetting his lips. How could Gary not stare.

    “This office is boring as shit, want me to show you a private area?” Again he winked, sending Gary’s brain into a frenzy with the innuendo of private area. But he couldn’t freak out too much, he’d already tested his luck enough with this man.

    “I hope it’s going to be more interesting than the tour.”

    “I promise.” And he grabbed Gary’s hand a began pulling him through the station laughing. The intimacy and immaturity of it made Gary giddy all he could do was stumble behind holding on to his outstretched arm.

    As they weaved in-between trucks and poles. Gary and Logan kept snatching glances at eachother. But also Gary was quite enchanted by Logan’s ass now bouncing behind him. Could this man be any more perfect.


    Luckily or unluckily for Gary he was downwind from Logan as he released the putrid SBD. It almost made him fall down at the heat of the smell but at least he had a giggling Logan supporting him.

    “Oh and by the way just becuase I think you’re cute doesn’t mean I won’t stop farting in front of you.” Gary was so starstruck by the compliment that he completely ignored the threat of future flatulence. “Can’t handle the fart, can’t have the fart.” Logan continued chuckling some more.

    From back where the two came from Gary heard a shout.

    “Fucking hell, really Logan can’t you stop for once!”

    Logan grinned at the power his lingering SBD had. He shouted back a reply:

    “Try and do better next time!”

    Giving Logan a confused look Logan still smiling explained.

    “Just to inform you’re talking to the winner of every fart competition in this here fire department, be impressed, I’ll pause for applause…”

    “Congratulations.” Gary replied half sarcastically and half worried and maybe a little turned on. Well who wouldn’t find a groups of competitively farting firemen sexy. At least that’s what Gary convinced himself.

    Picking up on Gary’s sarcasm Logan came to a quick halt making Gary bump into his slightly exposed chest. “Oh I’ll get you for that one…” He smiled daringly down at Gary. Again who wouldn’t find that sexy.

    “Well this is my one…” Logan patted the side of the firetruck they had stopped next to. He opened the door climbing up to the door he held out a hand for Gary “Wanna come in, we can get some privacy?” Who could resist?

    Taking Logan’s hand once again Gary clambered up into the truck. It was big in the sense that the windscreen was massive and so was the control panel and wheel section on the inside. But when it came to seating it was just two seats quite close together. Neither of them had any complaints.

    It also seemed like Logan didn’t have any trouble making himself comfortable putting one of hi legs up resting on the wheel and spread the other so it was touching Gary, and his arms were spread out as well one put suggestively around Gary’s shoulder. With his arms so outstretched and his suit now slightly more unzipped Logan’s armpit stink was also becoming a lot more obvious. Gary didn’t mind the fact that he was rapidly learning how generally smelly of a person Logan was.

    Hearing a click Gary noticed the door was locked.

    “Sorry man it’s protocol, yeah protocol.”

    Gary was sure he was lying, but his survival instinct was being severely beaten by his lust.

    “But anyway” Logan started fumbling in the glovebox and pulled out some bars “you want some fibre bars they’re good?” He ravenously unwrapped one and practically ate it in one bite.

    “Nah I’m good thanks.”

    “Well more for me then…” and Logan scoffed that bar as well.

    Gary was thinking how horny he must be because he was even finding Logan eating the bars sexy. “Wow you sure are fond of those.” He leaned closer into Logan.

    Logan leaned back into him. “Well I’m sure you can guess why that is. Lifting his leg up.


    The blast rippled against the chair and filled the small truck cabin with a hot eggy stink.

    It was a lot and the smell was almost hurting Gary but it came from the proud Gary’s ass so it made him unbelievably hard.

    "Fuck that’s disgusting…”

    And he dove on top of Gary and they began to kiss hungrily. The stench clouding them was strong but all it seemed to do was further intoxicate their brains. As they broke apart the fireman unzipped his suit fully exposing his chest and to follow Gary unbuttoned his shirt.


    Logan laughed raucously at the power of the blast and began wafting the fabric of the shit so the stink could hit Gary. And it hit him hard. He began rubbing against Logan more furiously.

    “If I’m not confused it seems like you might be into my butt bombs, am I correct?”

    I’m that moment Gary realised he was, but it didn’t bother him so he just leaned into his ear and whispered.

    “Well I am if they come from you..”

    Smirking Logan said in a slightly more assertive tone “Oh God Gary you have no idea what you just signed up for…”

    With that Logan grabbed the back of Gary’s head and pushed it down in between his legs and on his crotch.




    It was a barrage on Gary’s nose and the stink was unbearable but the domination just made him even more turned on.

    “Why don’t you try sniffing it down there, I don’t want to stink this place up too much?”

    So Gary did using his nose as much as he could but his body was trying to stop him since the stench hurt him so much. But he still tried his best to inhale as much of Logan’s ass stink as possible.

    “Maybe it’s just how bad my gas is but dude I can still smell it up here…” Logan pulled up Gary’s head and with his other hand untucked his erect pole of a penis showing it off to the now salivating dirty Gary.

    Using his strong arms he lifted Gary back onto his lap “Take off those trousers or I’ll rip them off.” It was a threat but still said with his charm. In attempt to be playful Gary turned around and leaned on the wheel pointing his ass at Logan letting out a fart of his own.


    “So why don’t you try and rip them off?”

    Logan took what seemed to be a sniff of Gary’s fart and chuckled.

    “Good try but I think you really can’t compare” With on hand he ripped off the ass and back of Gary’s trousers making him moan in shock and proceeded to pull down the boxers underneath giving them a slap for good measure.

    “And somehow that wasn’t the biggest rip of today…”


    “I’d say that was.” He gave the entranced Gary a grin. The haze of hot gas hit Gary and attacked all parts of him it could. The eggy stink burning his nose and making him cough, and the heat of it making him sweat.

    With Logan still having his cock out, Gary having his ass out and a wave of gaseous horniness clouding them, all Gary could do was clamber onto Gary’s musky sweaty dick and start bouncing.

    But each time Gary’s ass slid down Logan’s cock it obviously pushed a fart out of him.

    PRFFFFFTTTT “Wow Gary that hole of yours is really doing a good job” FRRRAPPP “And I’m surprised a fragile guy like you can keep it up his my strong stink” PHHHHHRT “Really, usually no one could endure this much” BRTTTTTT “But I guess I’m just lucky I found myself a stink slut” PAAAAARAP

    Logan with his signature gassy grin pulled Gary’s moaning head in for a kiss.

    “But now I think it’s time for by burning ass to have its chance to speak uninterrupted…”

    Moaning wildly Gary started bouncing his ass roughly on Logan again as he let out his most catastrophic blast yet.


    It was like a powerful windy gas leak filling the trick with a haze of boiling stink. It went on for what seemed like minutes. It’s toxicity seemed to pleasure Logan taking deep whiffs of his own stink and moaning, while it completely took over Gary’s conscience making his dick quiver as he inhaled the stink making him cum over Logan’s chest, Logan soon followed inside Gary.

    The euphoria they were both in was undescribable but the mixture of the toxicity of Logan’s flatulence and exhaustion made Gary pass out in Logan’s cum slicked chest.

    Finally getting a moment to appreciate his work getting a good whiff, Logan wondering how he was going to explain himself to the crowd of horny firemen standing around his truck.

    Ripping 9 to 5 - Lifeguard

    The great thing about sunny days is that it’s a good excuse to wear sunglasses. And the good thing about sunglasses is that it means the sexy lifeguard on duty the other side of the pool can’t see you staring at him. At least this is what Brian was thinking as he appreciated the view as he waited for his friends to get bored of swimming.

    Brian didn’t really consider himself a particularly perverse person but this smooth skinning, lean muscled, confident looking, speedo wearing man was getting all his attention.

    And with Brian’s weakness being a thick ass he was happy to see that lifeguard seemed a little uncomfortable leaning and squirming on a regular basis in his chair. His movements meant that often he was showing his tightly covered ass which struggled to stay contained in the plastic lifeguard seat.

    With how much attention Brian was giving the lifeguard he didn’t really notice how hard he was getting until he felt his cock poking him. He was only wearing swimming trunks so it would be quite noticeable to anyone who looked at him.

    Thrown into a gay panic Brian quickly grabbed a towel to hold in front of him in a scrunch and located the toilets close by to the pool and ran off. What he didn’t notice was that the lifeguard was heading in the same direction.

    Finally finding the toilets which were luckily empty probably due to it being a relatively quiet time at the pool, Brian quickly found a cubicle and tried to get that damn lifeguards ass out of his mind to calm his dick down. Brian was surprised at the lack of self control he had to just let his dick spring up like that but fuck, just the memory of the lifeguard made the man a little horny.

    After a little bit of time to calm himself and attempt to forget the lifeguard, Brian had gotten his dick to a more semi hard state where it could easily be hidden under his trunks. Walking out of the stall Brian decided to give his hands a quick wash and that’s when it happened.

    Breaking the silence the door burst open and Brian could hear a smooth voice mumbling ‘Ahhh finally some peace and quiet..’ Poking his head around the corner of the sinks to look at the door Brian recognised instantly the lifeguard. Especially since he was pushing against the door to keep it closed but jutting out his ass, showing it off to the unintentional audience of Brian.


    The fart was unexpected to say the least from Brian and what most surprised him was it’s force making the moist fabric of the man’s Speedos move and making a warm gush of wind hit Brian hard.

    “Ohhhhh shit that was good…” the lifeguard sighed letting his ass relax a little.

    Taking his first inhale Brian had the unfortunate experience of the smell of the blast. The putrid stink of rotting fish made him cough violently and the mere shock of it made him collapse to his knees. It was on another level from any other flatulence he had ever experienced.

    The sound Brian made was the first time the lifeguard, who had been resting his head against the door panting after the force of his fart, noticed the company he had in the bathroom. Slowly turning around he noticed the cute young man who had obviously fallen victim to his accidental gaseous assault.

    As soon as he noticed he swiftly ran over to the other man and got to his knees and began shaking him madly:

    “Ahhh damn I’m sorry, shit, damn, ugh yeah sorry I’ve been out there for hours and my shift finally finished and ahhhh I had to get back here to let that out, I’m actually a very gassy person and only letting out silent gas up there is hard but ahhh why am I saying this are you okay??”

    Brian was still in a state of shock and the stink was still lingering but also the feeling of warm hands and the sexy lifeguards radiance on him made Brian maybe act a little bit more in need of help than he actually needed. He could ignore the gassiness of the hot man, at least for now. Rubbing his head he replied to the man holding him.

    “Ah yeah I think I’m alright, but damn that fart really did a number on me..” he said with a weak laugh meeting the intense gaze of the man he was sitting with.

    Finally loosening up a bit the lifeguard joined Brian in laughter and waved his hand around a little to try and clear the air. With a more relaxed atmosphere both men also became a bit more aware of their situation and intimacy both blushed and scrambled to stand up. But neither stood far apart giving eachother a little signal at any potential interest in eachother.

    Both stood in silence just feeling a bit awkward at the strange situation in a bathroom and gave eachother a few looks. That was until the lifeguard finally got the courage to say:

    “Now my shift is over, umm well we have quite a nice staff office here we can get drinks and maybe chat if you would like?”

    Brian found the proposition from the man irresistible and simultaneously adorable. How could he say no.

    “Of course I would, oh and I’m Brian by the way.”

    A little embaressed at his lack of proper introduction he started a bit and let out a little fart in the movement.

    “Uh sorry about that one, and I’m Arin”

    Laughing a little at the cute fart Brian let him lead the way but walking through the door he couldn’t help but notice the powerful smell even that small fart had.

    The staff office at the pool was quaint pretty much just being a coffee machine with a nice seating area. Luckily it was empty meaning that neither of them had an excuse to out make themselves decent and put more clothes on.

    Sitting on a sofa Brian got an opportunity to watch Arin make them some coffee from behind meaning that he could watch his ass in his tight Speedos some more giving him another slight erection. By the time Arin brought the coffees to the table he was able to hide it.

    “Now man I’m kinda sorry I decided to make coffee, it kind of gives me gas, well like more gas than usual.”

    He said this time with little embaressment and what Brian interpreted as a little bit of pride. He sat down on the small sofa right next to Brian meaning that as each of them moved they made some skin contact, but of course neither of them were against this.

    “Oh really, what doesn’t?” Brian found his joke funny and laughed a little happy he was comfortable enough with the other guy, but Arin’s giggle at the joke admitted their might have been some truth to it.

    “Yeah well I’m pretty much farting non stop” Arin again seemed quite confident with this “so if we’re planning to you know… hang out again, I hope you can put up with it.”

    Nodding and leaning into Arin to tease him a little and also as an excuse to get closer to the almost naked man.

    “If I’m not mistaken you seem quite proud of your gassiness?”

    Arin gave Brian a smirk “Well how could you not be proud of this?” And he leaned back into Brian and in doing so put their foreheads together but also lifted his ass off the sofa. With their faces close together Arin made an exaggerated scrunched up face.


    “Like dude really listen to that one it’s a pretty impressive skill come one man.” He began wafting the gas into Brian’s face. “And like the smell as well I really have a gift don’t you think?”

    He was right about the smell, it’s rotten odour made Brian’s eyes water and he coughed a little but also laughed at Arin’s confidence bumping against him a little more.

    “Wow man that really does stink” Brian said waving the stinky air around his face, once he finished waving he put his hand on his thigh “but to be honest it doesn’t make you any less cute.”

    Arin was obviously expecting a move like this and put an arm around Brian pulling him closer. “And to be honest I think you like my gas.”

    Brian hadn’t considered this, he didn’t want to admit to any deep undiscovered kink yet but he also didn’t want to put of the man who was clearly about to do something to him. “I don’t know, I find it charming.”

    Arin obviously took this statement as an invitation and put his legs over Brians so he was sitting on his lap facing him.


    “So are you charmed by that?” Arin moaned as he let the fart out on Brian’s upper thighs and part of his crotch.

    Brian wasn’t sure if it was the sexy man mounting him, the sensual atmosphere, the stimulation of the vibrations against his body, or maybe even the confidence the lifeguard took in farting. But in seconds he was sporting an insanely pulsating boner. Luckily for him it was matching the Arin’s which was rubbing against his.

    “I guess we’ve both ended up quite charmed” Looking down at their boners attempting to break their swimwear. This triggered more mischievous laughter from them both as they leaned into eachother for a powerful kiss.

    As they broke from the kiss Arin breathlessly asked “Now we know we’re on the same page, from some certain looks I think you’ve been giving me, I think you’re quite fond of my ass, am I right?”

    All Brian could do was vigorously nod as he bit his lip in hunger.

    Getting off of Brian, Arin turned around flexing a little to show of himself to the Brian sitting in awe. He lightly dragged Brian by his feet off the sofa so only his head and arms were on the flat of the sofa.

    Arin turned around legs either side of Brian’s and twerked his ass a little letting the globes of muscley flesh jiggle even letting out a couple farts. All Brian was capable of was looking up at the wonder standing over him.

    Then Arin sat down on Brian’s chest and looking down at him from above he said ominously.

    “Then why don’t you dive in?”

    Brian did as he pushed his face into Arin’s crack embracing the tight moist fabric covering it and the aggressively rancid natural smell of his ass. But it was proving quite hard to keep his head in there licking, sniffing and rubbing when the ass seemed to be producing as much wind as possible to try and push him out.




    The stench was unbelievably bad and made Brian’s weak nose burn, but the allure of Arin’s ass was too much to resist. So he just wrapped his arms around Arin’s toned waist to stay secure.

    “Ahhh it feels so good to have a fitting nose in my crack it really is, so relaxing to let this all out on such a cute man after such a long shift”

    Almost to thank Brian for being so conforming Arin started rubbing his cock from under his swim trunks and started rubbing his own as well.

    “Actually I might turn this up a notch…” Arin pushed his ass back so it was almost covering Brian’s whole face and pinned him in the back of the sofa.

    “Now as a lifeguard this is quite a bad career move, but how about I let you drown in my ass.”

    And then it was black. Brian’s face was covered completely by the gigantic ass and the hot, sweaty stink of his ass was drive him insane. And then it got worse.




    The pure amount of gas going straight onto his face was incredible and it made his eyes sting and mouth wretch. The rancid fishy stink was unbearable and seemed amplified by the wet speedos. But the horniness it brought out of Brian from somewhere deep in him was more powerful.




    It was all getting too much for Brian having the aggressively attractive lifeguard rubbing his toxic ass on his face. The stink and force of the farting above him was inhuman. He was becoming paralyzed by the pure stink of it.

    As the barrage began to slow down Arin peeled his ass off of Brian and gave him a little peck on his reddened sweaty face as he sat down next to him and took a slurp of his coffee, happy with his work.

    In a state of shock Brian now with his powerfully stunk up face couldn’t wait to come up with an excuse to come swimming more often.

    (Hope y'all enjoyed, just opened my askbox send me shit :)

    Ripping 9 to 5 - Teacher

    Mr Roberts ass was pretty much the only reason Ben took the class anyways. He did as many lectures as he had to anyway, but he just couldn’t get enough of being close to the beautiful trouser clad ass for as long as possible. And being in an extra class meant he could sit much closer to the front and get a much closer look anyway.

    Despite the perv Ben seemed to be he was usually a perfect student always acing his tests and being punctual. Which was why he was mortified when at the end of one of his optional lessons with Mr Roberts, that the sexy teacher informed him that he would be getting a detention after the school day finished “For reasons I will disclose later”.

    But in spite of what Ben considered a bullshit reason for detention he would attend becuase he was a perfect student after all….. and being able to get closer to his amazing ass.

    But the surprise detention especially from Mr Roberts did catch him off guard since he was usually so nice and warm to him. In spite of his sexy but borderline intimidating masculine physique he was a kind man who obviously cared about his students. Apparently especially the ones who like to see him in flattering trousers and revealing shirts.

    Walking into the empty classroom Ben still couldn’t help but ogle at the rugged teacher who was giving him a slightly more stern look from behind his desk than usual. Sitting at the front of the class he attempted to collect himself, gulping and opened his mouth to question his teacher.

    Interupting him Mr Roberts told Ben “I’m sure your confused at why you’re here Ben, you’re usually such a good boy and a good student as well.”

    Slightly confused by the use of ‘good boy’ but also slightly turned on Ben was in no position to respond.

    Mr Roberts dragged a piece of chalk of his desk and borderline dramatically got up to write something on the blackboard. When he turned around he revealed his amazing ass to Ben once again bubbling and jiggling as he moved his arm writing on the board. Ben could do nothing but stare, as he always did. Which was partly why he didn’t realise Roberts had stopped writing and was looking back at Ben.

    Breaking Ben out of his ass infused trance Roberts proclaimed “And this is the problem Ben, you really need to stop looking at my ass.” Ben’s stomach dropped, his mind began racing his skin immediately went rosy and he began stuttering. How long had that damn teacher noticed his staring?

    Sitting at the desk next to Ben the teacher rested his chin in his hands on the desk and gave Ben a surprisingly sympathetic look “No really my ass is kind of a danger, like you really shouldn’t play with it like this, especially since I care about the well-being of my students.”

    Ben’s embaressment quickly shifted to confusion looking up from his desk to meet the deep look of Mr Roberts he asked “Wait sir, what do you mean by dangerous?”

    Roberts just leaned back in his chair and rubbed his stomach in a move Ben mistakenly though was contemplative “Okay Ben it seems like you don’t understand me, and also that you won’t learn your lesson without proper punishment, but for now you get a warning…”

    The teacher slowly got up from the desk next to his confused student and stood in front of it facing away. Again very purposely giving him a close up view of his ass which pertruded so much that it almost touched Ben who again couldn’t help but almost drool at the sight of this. Sitting down on the desk further shaped Roberts’ ass leaving it only centimetres from Ben’s face.


    Even through the fabric of his tight trousers the teachers gas was like a hot gust of wind on Ben’s face blowing his hair back and quickly making him cringe and wretch at its cheesy stench.

    “Do you understand what I mean by dangerous now Ben?”

    But the young man couldn’t respond as his teacher stood up to look down at him gagging on his stink.

    “Now that was just a quick taste” Roberts said with a slight smirk wafting the lingering stench behind his ass “But I hope you don’t need to be subjected to more. I’ll see you for one last detention tomorrow and then we can put this behind us.”

    Overnight Ben couldn’t stop thinking about what Mr Roberts did in his detention. That rotten blast of gas changed his whole perception of his teacher. It was a repulsive experience and Ben swore he could still smell it lingering on him. But it came from his teachers mesmerising ass, and it carried the smell of his ass. Reflecting on his teachers flatulence Ben couldn’t help but get turned on by the thought of his teacher farting on him as a punishment in the sexy detention. Convincing himself, Ben realised that it was the most direct kind of pheremone he could get, and according to Mr Roberts he could pretty much produce it on will.

    Ben had always been attracted to his teacher but this brought it to a new level. As well as the bubbly butt Ben already knew about, there was now an element of danger and dominance which he discovered in his teacher. Still worried about the prospect of another detention the next day, Ben was beginning to hope for another taste.

    Throughout his next school day Ben was completely unlike himself, not being focusing in lessons and remaining distracted. Of course becuase his gassy teacher was on his mind. He didn’t have a lesson with him today so they didn’t interact besides when they walked past eachother in the corridor. All Ben could do was blush and attempt not to stare, while Mr Roberts gave him a very subtle wink. It was Ben’s first sign that Roberts knew the power he held over Ben.

    When it finally came time for the detention Ben had anticipated all day he arrived early sitting at a desk as close to the door as possible. After a few minutes Mr Roberts opened the door and stood in the frame looking at Ben.

    “Detentions cancelled Ben, sorry about any inconvenience, but I’ve got an issue I’ve got to attend to at home.”

    By the way Roberts said the sentence Ben could tell it was ingenuine, and he could tell that he was being teased. But before Ben could complain that he wouldn’t be getting any more alone time with his favourite teacher his ass was bouncing back out the door.

    Ben was a rule abiding student on all accounts, but he was also had the sex drive of any normal 18 year old high schooler. So after a few moments of contemplation, he burst out of the desk and began following his sexy teacher out of the school.

    In stalking his teacher Ben attempted to remain discreet hiding around corners but all while trying to avoid staring at that ass. But by the time his teacher got to his car he knew he would have to interact, he wasn’t planning on running after a car.

    In a rush Ben bent down to knock on the window of Roberts car before he pulled away. The teacher had a moment of shock before noticing it was his new favourite student and opened the window. Over the obvious sound of a whirring car AC Ben heard.

    “Is there something you need Ben? Come on and get in, we can talk.”

    And the doors clicked open and not wanting to pass up the opportunity Ben sat down in the posh car and in seconds the doors were locked back up and the windows were sealed. Luckily the blasting cold air from the AC stopped him panic sweating too much.

    Stumbling over words Ben finally met the expectant gaze of his teacher and replied.

    “I can’t stop thinking about what happened yesterday, uuh, you know…. with your…. ass and well… your fart…”

    As Ben was stuttering through the sentence Mr Roberts’ playful grin widened, his gas sometimes has this effect to a certain degree, but never to this extent and never with anyone as cute as Ben. Cutting him off:

    “Oh I think I understand you, I get what you mean.” Reassuring Ben and emphasised this by resting a hand on his shoulder. “You mean like this right?”


    He had leaned over in his seat making sure his ass was in full show and let the audible gust of ass wind blow into the car. With a flick of a switch the AC stopped and the cool fresh air was replaced by Mr Roberts musky shitty odour. Ben could almost feel the tendrils of stench invading his senses and he got quickly hard after involuntarily taking a breath of the stink. It made him choke but being enclosed in a cloud of his sexy teachers ass pheremones made it worth it.

    After letting out a deep sigh of relief Roberts looked at Ben who was laying back in the seat next to him visibly turned on.

    “Okay Ben well I’m going to drive back to my place now to deal with my problem are you going to get out?”


    The teacher punctuated his sentence with a mischievous blast vibrating against his leather seats and giving Ben another punch of stink. All Ben could do was let the sensation take him and nod vigorously.

    As the car began to drive away Ben began to regain a little bit of his senses. He was worried about where this was going, how it would interfere with his life and any potential consequences. But those thoughts seemed pointless when he looked at his blazing hot teacher sitting next to him with a sexy smile driving him to his very own house.




    The drive continued with Mr Roberts leaning over in exaggerated positions letting out blasts of rancid gas at Ben and him teasing him as the stink in the car grew stronger. 'Ahhhh Ben you seem to be enjoying that one…’ 'Uhh let’s see if you can survive this one…’ 'Ohhh that’s a hot one… are you sure you don’t want to open a window?’ It was strong but in between coughs and gags the smell only made Ben more erect. He was seeing a whole new even sexier side of his teacher and he was happy to see that even he was getting hard torturing his student with his gas. By the end of the car ride Ben was practically drooling over the man.

    Ben was completely limp except for a particular part of his body when the car pulled over, just basting in the stink. This made it easy for Mr Roberts to get out of the car and lift Ben up as well so he was in his arms and resting against his chest as he carried him into his house.

    The outside air was refreshing and Ben’s body was almost forcing him to get as much of it as possible. But on the way into the house Ben just submitting resting against the warm firm touch of his teachers chest.

    “Now Ben I don’t want to overwhelm you but I also don’t want you to get to tired of my smell, so let’s appreciate this palette cleanser shall we?”

    But all Ben could do was breath in his teachers natural musk on his chest and the residual smell stuck to Roberts’ shirt. The teacher just chuckled at the new pet he held in his arms.

    Getting into the teachers modern house, Ben was let down to stand facing Mr Roberts. Despite the dominance his teacher had over him they stood at a similar height and looked at eachother getting close once again. Until the distance between them was erased and they were kissing passionately against Roberts’ now closed door.

    Pulling away for a moment knowing he has Been in the position he wants him Roberts breathily says: “But this isn’t even the main event…” Turning around he unfastens his belt and lets his trousers fall to his ankles revealing the white briefs barely holding back his ass in full view for Ben. “You seen to be able to cope with my powerful cheeks so why don’t you cop a feel?”

    Ben didn’t need to be asked twice as he began rubbing his hands against the weighty gloves and eventually grinding up against his teacher. But of course being the tease he is Roberts wouldn’t let Ben keep the moment for long bouncing him off his ass back against the door also adding a quick fart:


    Which threw the boy further into a daze and reminded him again of his teachers gassy dominance.

    The teacher grabbed his student by his tie and pulled him into his kitchen.

    “I’m sorry Ben but I do have an issue to deal with back here I wasn’t lying earlier” He turned around as he pulled Ben against his counter, in doing so revealing the full extent of the boner impressively tenting his briefs. “But I do think you can help with it…”

    He knew that Ben wanted him, all of him, but for now he was having fun making him wait and teasing him. However Ben was ready for anything and as his teacher was pushing him down on a chair he had already managed to get out of his blazer, unbutton his shirt and pull off his trousers. But the teacher found it cute his tie was still on.

    Grabbing and apple from a bowl the teacher then sat on Ben’s lap nestling his boner in between his enormous orbs. Sliding the apple into Ben’s hand he began teasing him again.

    “Now Ben I know it’s a trend which isn’t very popular anymore, but I would’ve always loved it if my students gave me an apple, so why don’t you feed me this one?” Ben was confused at the reason for this but it was made clear when his teacher finished with: “Especially since fruits like that are the secret to my shitty fumes.” He said pecking Ben on the cheek.

    Ben not wanting to disobey his teacher brought the apple to his mouth and let the teacher open his mouth around it. As he was biting through the fruit Ben felt his ass squeeze against his cock, and by the time he finally bit off a chunk of the apple.


    The feeling of intimacy from his teacher and the warm vibrating sensation around his cock, made Ben moan and his teacher smile.

    “Come on Ben one bite isn’t enough for me…”

    This time the teacher leaned into pushing the hand holding the apple against Ben’s chest and taking a bite there while also nuzzling Ben’s chest


    Again the bite was punctuated by another rumbling fart this time they both moaned. The smell was beginning to waft up to there noses and Roberts put their heads together and lead them in a deep whiff of his ass gas.

    It continued like this with the teacher pretty much giving Ben a gassy lap dance until they finished the apple. The chair they were sitting on was fogged by a cloud of Roberts’ rancid fart stink and while it was terrible it also fully enhanced the erotic atmosphere.

    After the had a moment of rest, Roberts got up from his student and pulled him up into an embrace again and let their dicks poke eachother.

    “So Benny boy how’d you find that? Oh and I must say your crotch is smelling pretty terrible now but to be honest I just find it more…..enticing.” And he finished the sentence by caressing Ben’s dick lightly.

    All Ben could muster in reply was a panting “So what’s next Mr Roberts?”

    The teacher found it adorable that he was still referring to him so formally so he gave him a cheeky grin. “Well I think I have some essays to grade in my room why don’t you come and help me?’

    When they walked into the teachers room the teacher invited Ben to sit on the bed as he grabbed a paper from the top of a pile from his desk. As he walked back to the bed he smiled as if he was surprised.

    "Ah well look at this it’s your essay Ben, why don’t you lie down and I can mark it with you!” Even though he instructed Ben to lie down he wasn’t feeling patient and he pushed Ben against the bed and lay him down in the middle. All while getting on top of him backwards straddling him so his ass was resting on his chin.

    “Oh and Ben could you pull down my boxers i think my butt wants to breathe…”

    Of course Ben couldn’t say no, so he began to peel down his teachers sweaty underwear and when the two bulbous shining cheeks were eventually freed, their overpowering natural musk almost made Ben gag. But in spite of the smell Ben used all his will to stop him from diving into the crack right away.

    Above he could hear his dominant teacher giggling and flipping through papers.

    “Ahh Ben I’m sorry to say this paper really isn’t your best work, I know it’s harsh but I might have to fail it, now you wouldn’t want a D on your perfect record?” As he said D he gave Ben’s boner a poke as it was trying to escape his briefs teasing him.

    Ben did care about his grades but it wasn’t his priority as his teacher was bouncing his ass in his face. “But you could obviously do some extra credit work to maybe raise your grade…” Saying this his teacher pulled his cheeks apart fully displaying his puckering hole which seemed to be almost winking and inviting Ben blowing out puffs of stinky wind. Roberts shuffled back putting his hole right above Ben’s mouth. “Now why don’t you show me why you deserve that A” And it was darkness his hole going directly over Ben’s mouth it’s rank taste and smell overpowering his weak mentality driving him to a state of horniness and disgust.




    The gusts of foul air began invading Ben filling his mouth and burning his nose with its rotten shitty stink. It was a lot but Ben only had one response.

    Passionately he began eating out Roberts’ hole making him rub his ass against Ben’s face even more and increasing the amount of gas he was unloading onto the boys face.




    It was repulsive, but all Ben could do was get overwhelmed by the stink and want to pleasure himself and his teacher. His tongue was getting increasingly more explorative of his teacher’s hole taking advantage of it opening to release gas to go deeper. And luckily his teacher wasn’t wasting time in jerking off himself and Ben simultaneously.

    The onslaught of farts stopped for a second as did his teachers movements. Suddenly he heard a rumbling from deep with the man above him. He lifted up his ass a little giving Ben a view of the stinking asshole on top of him. He could tell the man was contorting in such a way to free as much gas as possible.

    “Guess it’s time for your final exam…”


    The blast was like an earthquake of gasses on top of Ben’s face, but by this point he had no resistance and just opened his mouth and flared his nostrils letting the rancid smell and powerful force of the fart engulf him completely.

    But as his teacher suspected he wasn’t ready for such a level of stink yet as Ben lost conscience his head lulling in his ass. Tutting from above Ben, Mr Roberts realised that Ben would need a lot more private tutorials to get used to gas like that.

    As he bit into an apple in his kitchen a little later Roberts looked forward to Ben retaking his test when he woke up.

    Ripping 9 to 5 - Office duo (Day 1)

    When Luke started his first day at the company the last person he expected to be joining with him was his college crush Liam. They never had a chance to talk or go anywhere since he always had Jesse on his arm, which meant that Luke had a grudge on him for the majority of his college years, but that didn’t stop him admiring Liam from afar. But even as they both simultaneously worked their way up the corporate ladder, unfortunately Liam remained with Jesse, but the work environment did mean that Luke and Liam could form a close working friendship.

    But right as Liam and Luke got their most recent promotions in their respective departments, Liam discovered Jesse cheating. And that ended that. Luke always had an feeling from Jesse on top of his deep hatred for the man that he was a bad egg, Luke knew he and Liam should have always been together they even had better names for eachother, Luke and Liam just looks so much better on a postbox by a nice cottage…

    But before Luke could fantasize too much his morning train hit a bump which caused a stir in his stomach. His carriage was quite empty so he could risk it. Lifting his leg slightly…


    It was audible to anyone close enough and taking a sniff Luke could tell it had what he called his ‘signature eggy stink’. No one he cared about was around so he let out a sigh of relief letting the man on the seat lower down the train car who had began to cough who the perpetrator was. He wasn’t usually this obnoxiously proud of his gas and he kept himself pent up around those who he liked and respected, especially Liam. However he didn’t stop himself from letting out some stink bombs as punishments every now and then throughout his college years.

    Wafting the air around him to clear it a little Like continued his trek to work.

    Luckily the elevator Luke chose in the morning was empty meaning he could relieve himself once again.


    Again taking a deep smell of his abomination trapped in the elevator Luke felt proud of his gassiness. It did cause a hindrance on his love life but at least Jesse was out of the picture, even if he still wasn’t much closer to Liam. But he still fawned over Liam, which was now a lot easier due to their recent promotions.

    Liam and Luke had pretty much reached the top of their field in the decade they had been in the company. Liam now had his own office taking up an entire floor being the head of a whole subsect of the company. And having worked his way up the receptionist branch, Luke was now his personal secretary.

    Finally getting out of the stink cage of an elevator. Most of the floor was Liam’s grand office, but the elevator lead straight into Luke’s reception room which had a thick wall dividing him from Liam.

    This was a blessing and a curse. It did divide Liam and Luke from being able to see eachother while they both worked and stopped Luke from being able to stare longingly. But it did mean Luke could let rip in peace, and if Liam did happen to walk in Luke had a system of a few fans leading to windows to ventilate his office.

    Bending down to pick up some letters which had been dropped off Luke lost some control and couldn’t resist cutting the cheese again.


    It felt good to have the privacy to be able to fart like this, but it did lead to Luke always accidentally blowing papers around with his ass winds and the seat of his chair was practically toxic now, but like most men he enjoyed his own brew and made sure to always get a whiff before he ventilated the room.

    Before even being able to sit at his desk he got a text from Liam:

    'Quick meeting with me at 5, good news :)’

    God Luke was in love, even a short text had him swooning. He couldn’t focus for the next while just smiling at his reflection in his desktop screen imagining Liam swiping his work of his desk and taking him right there. It wasn’t the most efficient situation having a boss who made him giddy like a schoolgirl but he managed to stay relatively professional, at least in front of him.

    After suitably relieving himself of any excess gas he entered Liam’s office. The massive glass walls lit the minimalist room beautifully featuring a few sofa’s and the bosses massive ornate desk. Liam looked up from behind his computer and smiled, he was quite a brawny guy seemingly bursting out of his suit and he can be quite intimidating but he also had some glasses which he often fiddles with which Luke found incredibly cute.

    “Hey Luke take a seat” They were both quite casual with eachother after being in the system together so long so Liam replied with a simple 'Sure’ not wanting to be too extra. As he walked over to sit at the chair opposite him he did notice him since a little and stir in his chair, as he sat down he couldn’t deny he also heard his stomach growl. Liam was obviously a little uncomfortable physically.

    “I want to keep this brief” Liam started looking right and Luke giving him his usual golden smile which indicated that the news was good. “I know you know the last few weeks have been hard for me after Jesse and you’ve been great with supporting me” to be fair he was right but listening to him bitch about Jesse was more therapeutic for Luke’s sake as well “and also you’ve been doing great work as well.”

    This did make Luke blush a little but he managed to stay professional and just nod along smiling at the barrage of compliments.

    “So pretty much what I’m saying is, I got a little extra budget from some of the guys upstairs to feed into different departments, but all the others are kind of performing badly, so what I’m trying to say is you’ve got a raise!”

    Luke’s face lit up “Ahhh really? Are you sure? But thank you, thanks so much!” He started to worry if he was teetering on unprofessional so he cleared his throat and nodded smiling uncontrollably.

    Standing up and walking next to Luke, Liam pp it his hand on his shoulder and just smiled down at him “Well man you’re doing great work here so anything I can do to help I’m here” This line obviously lead Luke to thoughts of sex but of course he had to restrain himself.

    “Thanks” he stood up next to his boss and gave him a genuine smile and a weak but unfortunately platonic hug.

    For some reason when he broke away from the hug Liam looked a bit worried and had a hand on his stomach. He almost speed walked away to open more windows around his office. Luke had noticed how cold it was with all the windows open but he had thought nothing of it.

    Almost shouting back from the other side of the office “Well thanks for coming in Luke I’ll see you later okay?” Luke knew the meeting was coming to a close so he started slowly exiting the room staring at his boss who’s ass he could now see bubbling around in his tight work trousers.

    “Thanks again I’ll see you later Liam” he smiled casually back at the distressed man playing with a window lock obviously avoiding eye contact but Luke chose to ignore it.

    “Umm… yeah… great thanks your doing great…. shit….” Liam was descending into mumbles but right as Luke was about to open the door to his office it happened.


    Liam almost buckled over letting it all out, Like stared back in shock having never heard Liam do anything like that before.

    “Crap, crap, crap sorry Luke that’s disgusting i know, I promise I won’t do it in front of you again, uhhhhhh, you might want to leave before the smell hits you….” he was obviously embaressed but Luke couldn’t help but smile a bit.

    But Liam was right about the smell, even from the other side of the office Luke could tell when the haze of stink reached his nose. The meaty stench was powerful and rotten, but it did remind Luke of Liam so he couldn’t hate the stink, but it did make him cough a little.

    “Phewwwww damn Liam you were right about that stink” Luke said waving his hand under his nose, but trying to stay cool about the whole thing, as he finally began to exit the door he mentioned back to Liam “No need to worry we all do it….”

    That night Luke was smiling in his bed. His day was amazing and he now knew that him and Liam had one similarity. No wonder he was quite private, it was obvious that it was becuase he was a gasser at heart. Luke was giddy again knowing that he could use this to bond with Liam some how, he just had to play his cards right.

    (Word limit meant I had to split this into two parts hope y'all are intrigued)

    Ripping 9 to 5 - Mechanic

    Kevin was pleased that his car had been fixed so quickly and that he was now able to pick it up only a day later. When he dropped it off with the mechanic he was worried since he said that he would assign the car to the new junior mechanic but it was a fear he eventually got over.

    Wandering around the rows of sheds and garages surrounded my car parts Kevin was getting worried he would get lost. But before he could start to panic he heard a muffled ripping sound from a shed not far from him like a car engine rumbling but something about the sound was a bit off but he could place his finger on it.

    Knocking on the massive door of the shed he heard the noise from he got no response but the door almost immediately began to slowly rise. It must have been remote controlled.

    Kevin couldn’t notice anyone in the room right away but what he did notice was firstly his car looking spotless in the centre of the room and after a breathe he noticed the noxious smell like a strong rotting cheese mixed with the smell of diesel. He immediately began coughing and backing out of the garage blaming the smell on a faulty petrol or something like that, but before he could fully escape and man slid out from under his car.

    “Ah sorry about the smell in here, umm we use a weird kinda solvent here for fixing engines but…. yeah it does the job.”

    The young man who looked to be in his early twenties began to walk over to Kevin giving himself a proper view of him. All he was wearing was unzipped overalls giving Kevin a perfect view of his oily smeared yet hairless chest almost shining in the harsh lighting of the shed. His dark hair was all messed up but held in place by a cute headtorch which gave him some youthful charm which his rosy cheeks and boyish grin. Fixated on the man Kevin almost whispered ‘twunk’ out loud but he restrained himself.

    Kevin was snapped back into reality as the man began shaking his hands.

    “Hey I’m Jake, and you’re my first official customer I guess, so sorry if I’m a bit unprofessional, and again sorry about the smell…” he laughed off the rest of the sentence, at least he was comfortable and Kevin gave him a light-hearted smile not wanting to come off too strong, or stare at his chest or do anything else to embaress himself.

    “Thanks for doing such a quick job, and congratulations on your first job” Kevin was worried he was saying 'job’ too much, was that weird? He just like Jake tried to laugh it off.

    But Jake was in his element obviously and didn’t notice Kevin’s looks. “So you’re engine is all fixed up and my exhaust, crap no, sorry.. I mean the car’s exhaust is now unblocked, so no more gas leaks, well at least from your car.” Kevin didn’t really understand Jake’s joke but be decided to go along with it and laughed a little. “But the car may handle a little differently so I’m going to need to take you on a test drive is that alright?”

    The idea of driving around with this attractive man intimidated Kevin a little but who knows maybe he could try and flirt a bit and try not to get too perverted so he agreed.

    Right as Jake sat down next to Kevin in the passenger seat he heard the mechanic’s stomach rumble. “I don’t mind waiting if you’re hungry you can go get a snack or something?” Kevin offered trying to be thoughtful.

    Rubbing his stomach Jake admitted “Actually it’s kind of the opposite really, I just ate, and quite a bit actually, heh.” Kevin guessed that Jake was the kind of guy with a big appetite but Kevin just found it hot adding to his boyish youthful charm. “But actually if you give me just a sec I’ll change into something a bit more appropriate this old jumpsuit is kinda messy, I’ll be back in just a minute.” And he got out of the car and speed walked into a side room.

    As Jake was leaving Kevin got his first look at his ass jiggling as he walked away even in the baggy jumpsuit Kevin could tell it was massive. But he couldn’t get too turned on now, Jake probably would notice a boner in his skinny jeans if he came back.

    Having a moment to himself Kevin noticed that the smell of that 'solvent’ is even inside the car, a little weaker like it’s stale but still with the same sulphuric element to it. He couldn’t think of a reason why a solvent would be needed inside the car but he just tried to crack the window a little so he could air it out a bit. The window didn’t open but it’s probably just becuase the engine wasn’t on yet.

    After fiddling with the window Kevin looked back and saw Jake walking back over this time he had his hair slicked back a bit but still looked nice and messy wearing a baggy oily tank top and tight jeans. Kevin wasn’t sure how this was more appropriate but he wasn’t complaining.

    Closing the door behind him Jake shot Kevin a charming smile which almost gave him a heart attack. “You ready to drive man?”

    Again trying not to stare at the attractive man in front of him he snapped his head away from him and looked started reversing out the garage “Yep hopefully…”

    The drive was going smoothly and the two got to do some small talk but it was nice to see how happy Jake was that his first job went well.

    Being so infatuated by Jake however meant Kevin wasn’t really focusing on where he was driving and just went where the road took him enjoying their conversation. That was until they both realised how lost they were, so they decided to pull over on a quiet country road so one of them could get a map up on their phone.

    Reaching for the handle Jake reassured “Don’t worry I’ll just go out to get some signal and I can get a route back we haven’t really gone–” his sentence was cut off when he couldn’t get the door handle to open. Kevin tried and his didn’t work either.

    Kevin started breathing heavily worried about getting stuck and hoping he wouldn’t have any sort of panic attack. But before he could get too worried Jake put his warm hand on Kevin’s thigh in an tremor to calm him down “Dude don’t get too worried, it’s my fault that this has happened I must have forgotten something with the locking mechanism and luckily I’ve got my screwdriver with me and I can access it from the inside. So if you give me just a sec I can get us out of this” He finished with a cute wink. In a sigh of relief Kevin chose to believe him and let him get to work.

    Jake pulled the passenger seat back to give himself more room and started explaining to Kevin what he was doing in an effort to calm him down. Kevin was already quite relaxed but seeing a sweet side of this man definitely was a pro so he let him carry on. Apparently the fuse was underneath the glovebox right by Jake’s seat so he would just have to climb under and readjust some things when he gets it open. He carried on explaining but Kevin’s attention on what he was saying began to fade as Jake clambered underneath the space in front of his seat to do his work which left his curvaceous Jean-clad ass on perfect display for viewing pleasure by Kevin.

    The man in the driver’s seat didn’t want to be a total perv but it took everything in him to not touch but looking couldn’t hurt anyone. Still not noticing what Jake was saying with his attention elsewhere Kevin failed to hear that Jake had began to complain about his stomach and sound a little anxious but all Kevin was doing was leaning closer to the ass subconsciously being drawn into it like a sailor to a siren.


    The blast of warm air made Kevin recoil away from the butt, it was the unmistakable sound of passed gas.

    “Crap, shit, not now” He could hear Jake from under the glovebox “I’m so sorry about that Kevin I really am I’m not sure if you can smell that yet but it’s going to be bad”

    He wasn’t wrong Kevin’s nostrils began to flare as the stench reached them flooding his brains with a recognisable eggy toxicity. So much for a 'solvent’. Kevin couldn’t even respond to Jake just staring at the ass which still beautiful was now revealed to be very deadly as he covered his nose with his hands. While still staring at the amazing ass now filling the car with its fumes Kevin must have looked very intrigued maybe even perverse, at least from Jake’s perspective.

    Having looked back at Kevin worried at his lack of response after his gaseous expulsion, Jake could see that Kevin’s attention was placed firmly on his rear end.

    “Dude are you looking at my ass?” He accused Kevin playfully.

    Quickly noticing that Jake was looking at him Kevin panicked looking all around the car anywhere but at Jake “What no, well no, actually yes, well…” Was this his atrocious attempt at flirting Kevin best himself up where did this all go wrong?? “Sorry after that…umm.. blast of yours, I couldn’t really help but look…”

    Doing a couple final screws and a little bang Jake climbed back up to the seat unfortunately hiding his butt. He put one of his hands back on Kevin’s thigh and leaned over the gearbox closing the space between them. “I’m sorry if my position was distracting you” Kevin could feel the sultry breath of the mechanic brushing against his skin making him go bright red. One second he was gagging on this man’s ass breath and now they were almost kissing? Jake slid back into his own seat with a giggled “Sorry if I’m getting you all hot and bothered, I’m just trying to work out if you have any ulterior motives with a lowly mechanic boy like me” Jake had a sly grin when saying the line as if it was from the start of a cheesy porno.

    Kevin gulped and wanted an answer from the sensual man staring him down from the passenger seat “So have you got an answer yet?”

    Jake slowly put his slid his hand behind Kevin’s neck and pulled him in “I think I have” and pulled him in for a sweet kiss. Kevin decided to embrace the moment in spite of the peculiar circumstances and enjoyed the taste of the man’s salty lips.

    They gradually pulled off eachothers lips but Jake’s hand still held their heads close.

    “However you were leering at my stinky bum earlier and I think that’s deserving off a punishment don’t you?” Jake said with a evil grin on his face and predatory look on his smiling eyes.

    Kevin couldn’t even stutter out a proper response before Jake spread his legs pushed himself off his chair a little and pulled Kevin’s head between his legs.




    The barrage of putrid anal fumes entered Kevin’s nose and was like nothing he had ever experienced. Kevin could pass pretty bad gas if he tried but even on his worst days it was nothing like this toxic grade winds.

    “Ah god I’ve never been given such a good opportunity to use my gaseousness like this, but I’ve always thought about it, and ooooooh God it feels good to just let rip on such a sexy guy like you. Sniff it up!”


    Kevin couldn’t handle how quickly everything was changing in this car and he did not expect it to go this way for sure. He was now regretting thinking Jake was so innocent as he maniacally laughed at him being forced to smell his stinking gas. It was too much for Kevin as the last loud surge of cheesy gas pushed him into unconsciousness.

    Kevin woke up to the sounds of traffic. For a moment Kevin had to work out why he wasn’t in his bed. That was until he saw Jake in the front lit up by streetlights. He still had the residual stink of his gas stuck in his nose but the car didn’t smell like that any more, more greasy this time like a deep fat frier.

    Jake did look amazing though in spite of everything Kevin could still feel himself falling for this gassy guy.

    Kevin sat up and fully registered that he had been moved the was strapped in the seat in the middle of the back of the car and Jake was driving. Kevin obviously made a sound in sitting up and Jake eyes drifted back to meet his.

    “God I really did a number on you, I have been told that my gas is bad but I never thought it could be that bad…..” Kevin thought he should be more scared he had literally been passed out for hours it was night now but he for some reason still felt he could trust him. “I managed to fix the windows so I was able to get us some food at a drive through” he let out an embaressed laugh “but I guess I was a bit hungry so I guess there are only a few fries left, you want any?” He shook an empty sounding paper bad on a passenger seat.

    Kevin wiping his eyes groggily replied “I’ll pass, but where are we going?”

    “I’m not sure where we are going on the road” He pulled over next to a busy road the inside of the car kit only by streetlights and moving car headlights, he unbuckled his belt and turned around to face Kevin “But I know where I want to go, with you” He said piercing Kevin with his eyes and licking his lips a little. Again he started climbing though the car this time into the back seats and sat on the middle component of the car in-between the two from seats leaned in and looked into Kevin’s eyes.

    “You sure know how to get a guys attention” Kevin remarked shyly at the beautiful dangerous man in front of him.

    “I know right, I guess unconventional methods seem to get the best results I guess.” He stopped and looked down for a millisecond and looked back to Kevin “Kevin what do you think about my gas?”

    Kevin gulped once again, he couldn’t lie stuttering but sure of his words “It’s terrible, it’s repulsive, and it absolutely stinks” but he broke a little smile “but it’s yours isn’t it” He tried to be a bit romantic, he could see the rejection Jake got from his gas but he didn’t want to be that person.

    “Well that’s good to hear because I’ve had quite a few thoughts and fantasies throughout the years so it’s very nice to have a willing victim, sorry did I say victim I meant partner” He laughed at his goofy joke with Kevin but soon turned serious. “Let’s get this party started then…”

    Jake leaned down unzipping Kevin’s underwear revealing his bulge underneath his boxers. Then he almost leaped onto Kevin’s lap. In this moment Jake noticed what Jake was wearing, or what he wasn’t. He still had the same sexy tank top but on the bottom he only had a jockstrap. His bare ass was rubbing Kevin’s crotch. Holding the sexy mechanic around his waist Kevin pulled him in letting Jake ride him.

    “Now it might start to stink a little bit of my personal brew in here but I’m sure you’ll learn to associate it with some pleasure soon enough” Jake teased as he pulled their mouths together once again.




    The gas quickly filled the car but what was more prevalent for Kevin was the way the blasts of gas felt against his crotch instantly awakening his member and pleasuring it consistantly.

    It felt orgasmic and only propelled Kevin’s primal hunger for the man mounted on him making them rub together at faster speeds and their mouths grow further interlocked.




    Because they were so furiously interlinked with eachothers mouth. The only way to breath was through the nose, meaning that any time they had to breath they were getting lungfuls of Jake’s rotten stinking gasses.

    It was gross, it was overpowering, but it was ecstasy for them both.

    Kevin was becoming lightheaded getting close to a climax. Jake and him began to get more handsy fully embracing everything of eachother all with Jake still letting rip constantly making the oxygen in the car practically extinct with Kevin even adding a few of his own emissions rumbling against the car seats.

    The rubbing came to a sudden halt as they both released onto eachother breaking apart and panting.


    The last of Jake’s meaty fast food gas leaked into the car making Kevin collapse into him in stinking pleasure. Jake just kissed his new man, chuckling thinking of how many more gas induced sleeps Kevin would experience.

    (Inspired by a suggestion on my trashy DA)

    Ripping 9 to 5 - Chef

    Everything about the date was going perfectly: Jay was nice enough and cute, they made good enough conversation, and the restaurant had a bunch of great reviews.

    Which was why it was such a pain when Ryan had to send his food back. Jay seemed to like his dad but Ryan’s steak was so over-seasoned that it was hard to eat.

    “Are you sure it’s worth complaining about?” The prim boy over the table asked him.

    “Yeah I’m sorry if this gives a bad impression of me” Ryan kind of liked this guy so he didn’t want to seem too rude but this steak was expensive “I promise I won’t take long and I’ll be right back” Ryan said with a promising smile. Jay just rolled his eyes and went back to poking at his salad.

    After mentioning the food politely to a waiter Ryan was told that he would have to bring the plate to the head chef himself who had cooked the meal so he could address the complaint. Ryan was happy that he would be able to address the issue properly, but that was overshadowed by the intimidation he felt having to face the chef in their own territory. But damn this was expensive and this place was supposed to be great!

    Carrying the plate he felt like a member of staff but that didn’t help the piercing states he got from the chef’s making his way through the main kitchen towards the head chef’s private kitchen in the back he had been directed towards.

    As soon as he opened the door he felt immediately threatened. He could feel the eyes of the chef penetrating his entire being. Ryan walked further into the room with its steel walls and very obvious fan in one wall whirring loudly to ventilate the room. The man was half hidden by a cupboard door but Ryan could see his Auburn hair and his bare wide shoulders and the rest was covered by an apron. But something was off.

    Ryan realised what when the man sauntered towards him arms crossed from behind the door.

    He was completely naked except his apron, he could see no clothing hiding the man’s flesh as he got closer to Ryan.

    “I hear there is a complaint” The chef asked staring down Ryan.

    Still in shock from the eccentric Chef’s lack of proper attire he managed to stutter out “The m-meat…. it’s too… s-seasoned”

    Snatching the plate from his grasp the chef grabbed the steak off the plate with his bare hands and pulled a chunk into his mouth. His exaggerated chewing and joyful eating sounds irritated Ryan but he couldn’t help but be slightly aroused by the confidence of the man.

    “Ah I see what the problem is” He paused after swallowing again his eyes looking back to the stunned Ryan.

    “You are weak” he condemned Ryan which for some reason filled him with shame.

    In attempted defiance he questioned “What do you mean?”

    “As someone who dedicates themselves to the culinary arts I cannot stand complaints, especially from someone with such a weak palette that they cannot begin to understand the art behind their meal” Ryan could not believe he was being lectures by an almost completely naked chef who was slowly backing him into a corner pointing his finger in Ryan’s face.

    “And do you know what I do to people as ignorant as you” Ryan couldn’t do anything as he was stuck in a corner of the room as the Chef’s broke a smile for the first time.

    He turned around dramatically revealing his perfect ass. As soon as it was shown to Ryan he didn’t know how else to describe it. But before Ryan could think of a better adjective it was being thrust against Runs pushing him violently into the wall. And then the Chef let out a gutteral moan and it happened.


    Overpowering the sounds of the hissing pans and beeping ovens in the room was unmistakable sound of a ravenous fart blasting against Ryan. He looked down at the ass in horror and back at the chef who had a look of power in his eyes as he stared at the man pinned behind him.

    When the stench hit Ryan’s nose it consumed his senses. It was like the meat he attempted to eat earlier but rotten. As the ass was being rubbed against him he couldn’t even enjoy it since he was gagging so much on the stink.

    But as soon as it begun it was over.

    “Get out of my kitchen I hope you’ve learnt your lesson” The Chef said as we peeled his ass of Ryan and pushed him out though the door and back into the main kitchen.

    Ryan was in a state of shock but the snickers of the kitchen staff brought him back into reality. He had to get Jay and leave this messed up restaurant.

    He stormed through the kitchen ignoring the laughter of the kitchen staff, weaved in between tables ignoring anyone in his way and sat down on his table next to Jay who had already finished his meal.

    “Let’s get out off here I can’t stand this place” Ryan glared at the door of the kitchen and then glanced back at Jay.

    Instead of having a look of shock or understanding, he looked disgusted and had his hand over his nose, in a voice louder than anything he had heard from him all night Jay accused “Ryan did you just fart?” Jay was almost gagging just as Ryan was minutes ago. It was obvious what had happened, the smell of the head Chef’s gas must have stuck into Ryan and now Jay got a whiff of it.

    “Wait…no… actually..” Ryan was trying to splutter out a response or excuse as Jay burst up from the table.

    In a relatively loud voice he shouted to Ryan “There is a lot I can put up with from men but passing gas is not one of them!” And with that the sensitive boy almost ran out of the restaurant covering his nose.

    Ryan again was in shock. He felt like he should be angry at Jay especially since his loud accusation meant that tables around Ryan were laughing or had hands over their noses. But all he could feel was rage against the Chef who caused all this.

    Quickly feeling his anger bubbly up at how awry his evening had gone Ryan shoved through the restaurant and back into the kitchen interior he was facing the stinky Head Chef’s door.

    Bursting in he agressively shut the door behind him and glared at the chef who calmly looked back at him with a little smile.

    “You damn shitty chef, you ruined my meal becuase I stink of YOUR damn farts” the chef only smiled to himself more as he continued his work on a frying pan. Ryan stomped closer to the man around the counter which revealed the Chef’s ass to him once again making him stutter and pause. It was damn perfect. But he couldn’t get distracted. “My bloody date ran away becuase of your stench. Have you got anything to say for yourself you perverse man!?”

    Finally turning off the hob he was using the frying pan on the room went silent expect for the panting of Ryan after his rant and the whirring of the fan. The chef took a couple steps to get close to Ryan standing a little taller than him, he made sure that Ryan could match his stare by lifting up his chin so they were face to face.

    “So what’s your name?” Ryan was angry that his rant was ignored but he stubbornly replied:

    “Ryan, what about you?” The Chef gave Ryan a proud smile responding:

    “You can refer to me as Chef Hunter” He looked down at Ryan again emphasising his dominance.

    “Now just to confirm my suspicions, your date was male wasn’t he.”

    Ryan didn’t think he came off that gay but he assumed that his growing blush betrayed him “Yes..”

    “Of course” and Chef Hunter let go off Ryan’s chin making him stumble to regain his balance. He walked back to the counter again giving Ryan a great view of his bubbly bouncing ass as he stepped. This wasn’t helped by him leaning on the counter resting his elbow so his chin was in his hand as he looked back at Ryan again. Ryan couldn’t help but deny how attractive Hunter was his body looked smooth and inviting, his youth was obvious but he still seemed slightly older than Ryan due to a core sensual yet stern attitude he held.

    “Now Ryan you’re doing a great job of showing me your weakness, first the steak, now my gas, you’re just full of complaints” This was not the apology Ryan was hoping for. “I’m not sure what you came I. here expecting, but now all you should expect I’d to learn a lesson..” With a click from underneath the counter where the chef was standing the fan slowed to a stop, Ryan hadn’t even noticed the switch Hunter had been leaning over. Before Ryan could react to anything the Chef Leaned further over stretching out his whole body accentuating his ass.


    After the Chef’s sigh from the stretch Ryan heard it right before the stink hit.


    It was the same terrible smell from before but somehow even worse. Without any ventilation the gas from the Chef filled up the room quickly turning it into a gas chamber for poor Ryan. The meaty stench invading Ryan’s entire being making him go lightheaded and eventually collapse into the arms into the Chef.

    When Ryan came to it took him a few moments to realise he was back in the main room of the restaurant sitting in a chair at an empty table. Only it was different. The room was silent and empty, it was obvious it had closed for the day with the windows covered in curtains and the door with shutters over it. The lighting was also a lot dimmer with the only proper light over the table he was sitting at.

    Only a few moments after he had awoken right before Ryan was about to get up from the chair, there was a sound from the kitchen. The door swung open and out came Chef Hunter still in his same skimpy apron and still with the same juicy ass behind him. He looked over to Ryan giving him a wink.

    Sitting down opposite Ryan he cleared his throat.

    “I’ve been feeling terrible all evening about the fact that I ruined your date” Ryan couldn’t tell if he was being sarcastic but he decided he would hear the explanation “So since the person you were with earlier was obviously shallow I decided that I would show give you a proper date”

    Ryan was bewildered, he didn’t know this man and the only experiences he’d had with him had been toxic to say the least. But the man was so amazingly hot yet also terrifying he could say no.


    “Oh god what terrible table manners I have I hope you don’t mind do you?”

    Hunter had leaned to his side to let the bomb rumble against the chair, it was on purpose, it had to be.

    “I’m sure I can survive it this time” Ryan tried to laugh at the crazy experience he was having. The stink wasn’t as bad as before as the room was larger but Ryan still got a wave of stink over him which he managed to deal with by coughing into his fist. “So Chef Hunter tell me about yourself?” Ryan asked the cliché question.

    Hunter raised his eyebrows and began a speech, “Well you know I was born and raised pretty typically but in my late teens I discovered three things” He lifted a finger each time he listed a point “I’m into guys, which I dealt with fine, my passion for cooking which is what lead to me to opening this place, and well my special ability”


    When he finished the sentence he spread his legs and let a blast of hot air escape his ass and be blasted out from between his legs. Ryan could feel it hit his knees and fell the eggy stink reach his nose.

    “It really has been a blessing and a curse. I love the power it gives me but it has made me pretty socially reclusive since I can’t hold it in for long.”

    He leaned to his side again fully cocking up his knee.


    “Ah that was a good one don’t you think?” He wanted the cloud of gas towards Ryan making sure he got a whiff of it. The rancid stench did paralyze him but something about how proud Hunter was of his gassy capabilities, it did arouse something inside Ryan.

    “But besides that, this is why I’m shocked by you, you saw my gassy ass in action but you came back.”

    “I was angry” Ryan interrupted defended himself, this man apparently thought he was weak enough already.

    “See I don’t believe that” he paused making a wincing face as he pushed himself off the chair by an inch or two pushing on the armrests.


    “Ahhhhhhh fuck!”

    The orgasmic moan and look of relief the chef have as he slumped back into his chair made Ryan uncomfortable and when the fumes from the gas reached him it made him squirm. The stench clouding their table was getting more concentrated.

    “I lock myself away in my own kitchen so as not to make my staff pass out, I wear the bare minimum to exercise the freedom I have by being in my own stinking solitude.”

    He lifted up his left knee so he could rest his foot on the bottom of the chair. As well as giving his hole room to breath it also lifted up his apron giving Ryan a peek at his now erect penis. Hunter was getting off on this.


    The stench lingering around them was now getting unbearable as Ryan began to cough more as his eyes watered.

    “But even now you just sit here and weather my stinking thunder, you can get up and I’ll let you out when you want, but it’s obvious there’s something you like about it” Hunter gave Ryan a smile and warm eyes. “Especially becuase of that tent in you trousers.” Hunter pointing his finger at Ryan’s rock hard member. Ryan had been so focused on Hunter that he had barely registered his raging erection matching Hunter’s. Ryan bit his lip and clutched the armrest taking short breathes trying not to let the stench overwhelm him.

    “So Ryan I’m going to test you” Hunter lifted up his right leg now pushing it under the table and with a swift kick he pushed it down and away. There was now nothing between them. “I’m not exactly the best baker but today I’m going to serve you some dessert” Hunter put his hands behind his head letting his pits breathe and put both his legs over the armrests and let his apron fall back. He had fully exposed his penis, taint and bare hole.

    “So I’ve decided to serve cake, care to try? It’s your choice Ryan.”


    Ryan watched as the Chef’s hole opened blasting out the hot gas and the stench despite how toxic it was seemed to be beckoning Ryan and he couldn’t resist. He dropped to his knees off the chair placed his hands on both of the cheeks and took a deep sniff, it made him feel like his nose was going to burn up but the chef was so alluring.

    “Dig in”

    And Ryan did practically diving into the man’s stinking taint as Hunter moaned in relief. Ryan tongue practically attack Hunter’s hole and the chef obviously interpreted this as permission to let loose.






    The assault was double sided with Ryan’s tongue against Hunter’s windy ass. With Ryan so deep in Hunter’s ass the gas went in every surface it could find making his eyes sting, his nose hairs singe and go deep down his mouth. Ryan could somehow taste the stink on his tongue. It was repulsive but it was so erotic he couldn’t stop.

    Hunter grabbed Ryan’s head and pulled it back to stop the assault momentarily. He looked down at Ryan’s sweaty hungry face.

    “I think it’s time for the last course” Hunter got off his perch letting go of Ryan but baking sure to give him a good view of his rotten ass so he would miss it. He walked up to a close by table and whipped the tablecloth off.

    Walking back over to Ryan still panting in a cloud of stink on the floor he held the cloth tightly in his hands.

    “See when I went to study abroad in Germany they have lots of weird ways of cooking, some times they even let there meals cook overnight at a low temperature” Hunter began to lie down in front of Ryan but resting on his elbows so he could look back at him “They had some crazy German word for it” he then used one arm to shove Ryan’s face in his ass and then covered his bottom half and Ryan with the cloth “but I just prefer to call it a Dutch oven” then he let loose.




    Multiple blasts of audible hot air rushed out of Hunter’s ass as he moaned from above the cloth.


    Ryan couldn’t try and escape this was too much for him, be accepted his stench filled fate and buried his nose inside Hunter’s hole between his massive cheeks and let the gas destroy his senses and for the second time that night knock him out.

    When blasting his car full of gas on the drive back to his place, Hunter looked over at Ryan who he was going to let sleep at his place. He couldn’t wait to let him test out the breakfast menu.

    Ripping 9 to 5 - Policeman

    “So kid let me get this straight what you did?”

    Staring back at the cop sitting opposite him in the staff room of the convenience store Will replied irritably:

    “I’m not a kid, I’m nineteen”

    Rolling his eyes at the immature response he continued.

    “Alright kid so according to reports from both you and the shopkeeper here, well you used a fart as a distraction for shoplifting.”

    Will wasn’t exactly proud of getting caught but he was proud of the fart he let out. He smirking a little at the cop.

    “Yeah well it was pretty loud and it stank quite a bit from what I got of it, that twink behind the counter was coughing and complaining for ages so I was pretty surprised when he caught me grabbing that 6 pack”

    “The fuck is a twink?”

    “Uh it doesn’t matter” Will replied blushing not wanting to get into too many details. “Anyway my smelly experiment failed on some levels so what are you going to do about it” And with that Will leaned over exaggerating his movement and let out a short but loud blast of cheesy wind.

    “I’m sorry kid that won’t get much response out of me I’ve gotten quite used to gas much worse than that but nice try. We’ll have to escort you back to your house and inform your father on what you’ve been doing.”

    Rolling his eyes Will stood up to leave and try and find the cop car but before he could even get to the door of the room the cop grabbed his arm.

    We don’t exactly trust you to not make a break for it and since he don’t have any handcuffs on us my colleague will be leading you to and from the car.

    It sounded like a pain and another boring old cop like this guy who had a half hearted dad bod and patchy beard bored Will.

    “Okay Rob you can come in now” The cop said with a slightly raised voice so he could be heard from outside the room.

    Then in sauntered Rob the policeman.

    He looked like your average porno cop but with a slightly more professional touch. His body was built and toned which was further accentuated everything especially his arms and bulge. His face seemed to be stuck in a permanent smirk as if he knew he had something over everyone and his black hair was styled into a short quiff.

    He looked like the exact kind of asshole Will was usually attracted to. He would have loved to have seen what his ass looked like but he couldn’t from the angle he was standing at, but it seemed big from how strained his trousers looked. Will probably had his mouth open and was drooling when Rob began to walk over to him.

    “Hey man, sounds like I’m your escort for today” He said with a wink “Don’t worry I’ll be gentle”

    He extended his hand for Will to hold which he responded with a tight grip.

    “Please don’t mess around too much Rob, remember that you’re a professional” Said the other cop.

    “Alright Paul I’ll make sure to try and see if I can find a stick to shove up my ass as well” he replied with a chuckle.

    Being pulled along through the shop Will couldn’t help but just stare at the man in front of him and he even got a glance at his bulbous ass, he had to try and get somewhere with this man…. in spite of circumstances.

    Walking through the car park of the store Rob managed to get a lead from Paul who had to talk to the shopkeeper before they left giving them some time alone.

    “So I heard what you did in that store back there, would have been pretty impressive if you got away with it, of course I would have been able to get away with it.”

    Trying his best to sound at least a little flirty Will asked: “Oh so why would have you done so well?”

    “Well easy, my gaseous expulsions are far worse than yours, I can guarantee it.” Rob replied in a mock formal voice which made Will laugh a little.

    Rob made this claim but Will couldn’t smell any form of flatulence on him just his rugged manly pheremones.

    “I find that hard to believe I had that twink gagging in the store!” Will said in defence of his gas.

    “Well I could have him passed out within a minute, but of course I would only use my gas for good, I am a police officer after all” Rob said sarcastically.

    Before Will could attempt to play along with this any longer Paul came back to them and requested they get in the back of the car.

    The back of the car was quite small and Will had to share it with Rob so he could ‘keep an eye on’ him while the back and the front were separated by a grate with Paul driving in the front. The small back meant that Will and Rob had their thighs touching. Will thought it could have been awkward but since they had already chatted and broken any awkwardness, despite the context he found the atmosphere flirty enough for him. On top of this was the heat trapping inside the car making everyone sweat giving it a heavy air like inside a men’s changing room, not helped by having to keep the windows open for fear of Will escaping (despite him really not wanting to by this stage).

    The car engine became loud and it rumbled a bit leading to Rob and Will hitting eachother in a bit. The two made eye contact and gave eachother a cheeky grin wordlessly understanding the mischievous sprit they both possessed.

    Putting his lips close to Will’s ear Rob said under his breathe so as to not be heard over the car engine by Paul:

    “So I have to admit you’re attempt at weaponizing your gas to attempt to shoplift is mildly impressive despite me being a 'defender of the law’ but let me do you one better…”

    Pausing he let his hot breathe beat against Will’s cheek.

    “You ever hijacked a car?”

    “What’s that supposed to mean?” Will responded breathlessly facing Rob.

    “Let me show you then” he replied with a wink making Will blush slightly.

    Raising his voice Rob proclaimed “Hey Paul get a load of this one” and then he leaned lifted himself slightly of his seat pulled a face and let out the first of many booming farts.


    Will was agape at the power of that one blast at how it made the atmosphere of the air in the car rumble.

    “You see what I meant about my gas, just wait until the smell hits you” The cop said proudly wafting the air around him.

    Rob was right, a cheesy stench overpowered the inside of the cramped car making Will’s nostrils burn. Will heard Paul from the front of the car speak through coughs.

    “Shit Rob I’ve told you to stop doing that you’re going to cause an accident with your outrageous gas!” he complained.

    “Sorry Paul, sometimes I just can’t hold it in, speaking of which” and Rob leaned away from Will and let out multiple bombs.





    The stink only got heavier making Will cough in disgust at the terrible odour of the anal fumes but something about the extreme masculinity of the situation excited him. He could also tell Rob was enjoying this a lot as well as be was licking his lips and taking deep breathes of his stinky concoction.

    “Oh god it is pretty bad in here isn’t it you guys, I would apologize if I wasn’t so damn proud of my toxic ass.”

    Between gags and dry heaving Paul managed to pull over the car.

    “Fuck it Rob I’m not putting up with your crap, you take this kid home I’m walking” and with that Paul got out of the car slamming the door and speed walked away.

    Laughing at him Rob looked back over to the lightly smiling and heavily blushing Will who was still overwhelmed by the whole experience as well as slightly lightheaded becuase of the stench in the car.

    “And that’s how you do a hijacking Officer Rob style” he said with a grin, but in a surprise move he put his hand on Will’s thigh. “So where do we go from here?”

    Despite the flatulent road Will’s potential romance with Rob was going, Will was still okay with it. The man next to him was so unbelievably hot and his gassy power made him seem so cocky and proud that it turned Will on immensely, in spite of the powerful smell.

    Unbuckling his seatbelt and moving over so he was almost sitting on the lap of Rob but still facing him he replied “I’m not sure wherever you want to go stinker” and leaned in to kiss the other man.

    Luckily Rob reciprocated the kiss by pulling Will closer to him with his arms around his waist and in the length of the kiss Will thought he almost heard a few short farts rumbling underneath Rob. When they broke apart and both inhaled his his suspicions were confirmed by a light but defined cheesy odour which made him chuckle a bit.

    “Well if as long as you promise not to break the law again and promise to keep on calling me names like 'stinky’ I’ll take you back to my place” Rob said looking into Will’s eyes with a smile.

    “Alright then you stinker” Will said pulling himself of Rob so they could move to the front of the car in the process letting out a short but potent fart of his own.

    Opening the door for Will but taking a deep whiff of his fart Rob replied “Oh nice effort but know that won’t go unpunished”

    The idea of a punishment from Rob got Will quite flustered as he made his way to the passenger seat.

    The ride to Rob’s was short but remained consistantly smelly and intimate, and despite the smell they almost didn’t want to leave the fumigated car.

    As soon as the door to Rob’s apartment was locked behind the two men he began to strip unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his toned and relatively hairy chest. But what Will was more interesting in was the jockstrap revealed underneath his slacks which complimented his hairy ass perfectly emphasising it’s plumpness.

    “Sorry I hope you don’t mind how comfortable I’m getting but you can feel this heat as well so feel free to follow my lead” he said with a lewd grin as he approached Will tugging down the young man’s trousers to reveal his tight briefs.

    Not embaressed at his state of undress Will retorted with “Oh well now I feel more comfortable…” and as he paused he cocked his leg up and let out a rasping fart of his own sighing in relief “I hope I’m not threatening you too much with my rival gas, and I hope you haven’t forgotten about your aforementioned punishment”

    Feeling masochistic Will knew that the playful side of Rob would cause him to exaggerate his gas furthermore to dominate him. He knew that his gas would never beat Rob’s but he also knew that if he felt one brewing he would be able to let them out around him to get a response.

    Before today Will never realised how helpful his flatulence was.

    Walking over to a drawer Rob muttered audibly “Ah yes the punishment” and pulled out a pair of handcuffs “Oh darn I’m sure Paul is still looking for these…” he looked up to make penetrating eye contact with Will “well at least they’re going to get good use”

    Looping his finger inside one of the rings he span it around playfully as Rob sauntered over to Will. Pulling his wrist so Will was closer to him he said lightly “I’m afraid to inform you that you’re under arrest” Hooking a handcuff onto Will’s wrist which he held he continued “And you have the right to remain submissive” And with a smirk the officer turned around pulling at the chain to lead Will to a minimalist looking bedroom.

    Rob tugged at the chain getting a little rough so as to make Will fall down next to the bed and when he did he pulled the other handcuff to a corner rail of the bed. Will was trapped in this man’s house, but by this point all he wanted was sexual relief. He didn’t know how long it had been but he was rocking a boner very visible in his underwear trying to break out and luckily it seemed Rob had one too pushing his jockstrap away from his crotch.

    Rob squatted in front of Will getting their faces close again.

    “So Will what’s going to happen in the next might be a little bit of a sensory overload but judging by the tent you’ve pitched you want it.”

    “I think I can handle it if it’s from your toxic ass” Will replied surprising himself at his forwardness, maybe he did have a thing for all this flatulence. But either way that wouldn’t save him from what was coming.

    Rob turned around smirking down at Will and lined his ass up with his face even bending down and doing some squats to let it breathe in all its musky glory. Will realised this would be his first time experienced Rob’s gas straight from the source, it couldn’t be that bad?

    Right before backing into Will’s face Rob looked down saying “Hope you make it to the other side, bit I doubt there is much light at the end of this tunnel…” And he pulled his cheek apart revealing his musky pink hole but before Will could even process it his face was engulfed and his nose was on the hole.

    Will would have loved to have rimmed him but that would have to wait as all he could do was squirm as his was stuck so tightly in Rob’s crack.

    And then it began.

    A thick hot stream of noxious gas began leaking directly into Will’s nose. This was on a different level from anything he and experienced that day and Will’s body told him that this rotten stink was too much. With nose burned, his eyes began watering, his face went red and sweaty.

    The stinky cop was too much.

    So he began to start writing and shouting into his ass for escape but Rob wasn’t letting up the endless flow of wretched fumes.

    Especially since Will’s dick seemed to be loving it pulsating without any physical stimulation.

    “I would let you out Will but it seems like a certain part of you is loving this so for it’s sake I think I’ll reach the finale.”

    Peeling his ass of Will’s now red sweaty stinking face Rob sat on his crotch with his hole lining up with the head of his cock.

    “Oh God Will you really smell, who would do such a thing!?” Rob said in mock shock pausing to give Will a quick sensual kiss rubbing his lips on his “Well I’m sure whoever did it isn’t done…”

    And once the sentence left his mouth he winced and let out an ear piercing deep blast which intensely vibrated Will’s member and refilled the room with his own personal stench. Both men let out gutteral moans, Rob from the pleasure of dominating such a hot submissive man with such a relieving sensation from the gas and Will from the orgasm he reached by having his dick stimulated so thoroughly. Almost simultaneously they both filled their underwear with their cum.

    Both sighed in relief and collapsed into eachother on the floor breathing heavily the stinking air in the room.

    Finally catching his breathe Rob managed to ask Will: “If you’re ready for round two I know a great buffet down the street to hijack.”

    Still overwhelmed all Will could do was give a weak smile and nod.



    Fred had grown up a lot. He ditched the ascot and ashen yellow hair and allowed his manhood to bloom. Not so much more manscaping but simple hygiene and maitenence. He let his chest hair grow and his allowed his pits to run wild and he made sure he was at the gym as often as he possibly could be. His body had become ripped and solid with prominent pecs, a rugged six pack, tree trunk legs, swollen arms, and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of.

    He wasn’t apart of the Scooby Doo gang anymore. At least not in a official capacity. He worked as a consultant to the new group. He has connections with the police department seeing that he was now a detective.

    He had a full day life and an active sex life. As good as he looked he got more ass than a toilet seat. Daphne was no longer part of his life and neither was Velma and with rent being so steep he shared the rent with his old pal Shaggy.

    Shaggy loved the new Fred. He was much more relaxed without the pressure of Daphne and the Scooby Doo gang and was very open minded when it came to Shaggy’s kink.

    Shaggy could eat anything and fart like a bull but Fred could only really let loose to Mexican food and beer. Shaggy made sure they ate Mexican two to three times a week and if Fred had enough beer he would get so horny he’d lose his inhibitions, strip naked, and sit beside Shaggy, naked thigh to naked thigh as they jerked off and watched porn.

    You’d be a fool not to notice Fred’s huge cock and his low swinging balls. His entire fist wrapped around his massive man meat as he worked himself into a frenzy. He liked to tease Shaggy by farting. He knew it turned Shaggy on.

    “Hey. You hear that?” Fred asked.

    “What?” Shaggy replied.

    Fred leaned over in Shaggy’s direction and release an low and angry beer fart out of his ass. Shaggy would jerk harder getting off on the sound and the smell.

    “Here comes the aftershock.” Fred winced, digging his ass deep in the sofa cushions, emitting a deep rumbling thunder. “Think all that Mexican food is trying to say adios.” Fred laughed then his eyes rolled back. Another loud fart and a gasp. “I’m cunning. I’m cumming. Catch it. Catch it!”

    Shaggy leaned down and opened his mouth taking the seven large ropes into his mouth. He went all the way down sucking the excess off of Fred’s cock.

    “Ata’ boy, Shag.” Fred held Shaggy’s head down.

    Shaggy came up.

    “I wanna cum on your chest.”

    Shaggy rubbed his balls against Fred’s chest as vigorously jerked.

    “Ah, shit!”

    Shag exploded onto Fred’s chest, drenching his hair. Some of his splooge splattering onto Fred’s chin. Fred did the same for Shaggy, sucking the excess off them wiped the cum off his chin then sucked it off his finger.



    Fart Gods part 5

    That evening Liam was lying in bed looking up at the ceiling with Eric lying next to him facing away from him. Liam was wondering if the intimacy of this sleeping arrangement would ever wear off and if one day he’d just be able to be friendly around Eric. But he didn’t see it happening soon.

    Inside the closed off bed there was a constant lingering stink which Liam had got used to but whenever either one of them adds a fresh blast to it the power of the stench is undeniable. So Liam was able to sleep soundly usually but tonight it seemed like Eric was full of gas and in his sleeping state there was nothing stopping him from blasting gas straight in Liam’s direction with the stronger blasts making the sheet above them flutter and rise.

    Attempting to distract himself from the smell of fresh hell they had both created Liam glanced over to Eric and looking at the sleeping man. What was their relationship supposed to be? Colleagues, friends, something more? The confusion Liam faced trying to work out what he wanted and interpret what Eric wanted was subconsciously driving him insane.

    He didn’t really want to think about it anymore, being stressed before sleep wouldn’t be healthy for anyone. So he decided to get himself to sleep the quickest way possible.

    Adjusting himself so his body was lower down he discreetly pulled the blanket over his head making it look like it could have been an accident if Eric noticed. He had put himself in a self imposed Dutch oven of the toxic gas he and Eric had brewed. Before Liam could even begin to start choking on the smell he took one sharp inhale which knocked him out in seconds.

    Liam woke up to the muffled sound of the shower from the bathroom. While neither of the men were the most hygienic having a shower on a regular basis seemed like a necessity. While Liam was still tired he could also hear the distinct sound of Eric’s farts rattling out inside the shower and from the sound of it Eric was enjoying the experience of it all.

    Again trying to distract himself from illicit thoughts of the man he shared the room with Liam began his basic morning routine of putting on his clothes brushing his hair and doing stretches to help wake up his body but also let out his rancid morning thunder. It was nice for the room to smell more distinctly like Liam and he enjoyed just basking in his scent as he waited for Eric to finish in the shower since he also needed to use the bathroom as well.

    While the sound of the shower had stopped Eric was still inside the room so Liam walked up the door shouting.

    “Hey Eric you almost done in there?”

    But instead of recieving an answer the door just flew open making Liam stumble down to the floor revealing an almost completely naked Eric save for a small towel around his waist leaving little to the imagination.

    “Yeah I’m all done, I would tell you to open a window in there but fortunately for you there aren’t any so enjoy I guess?”

    He said with a wink walking past Liam and chuckling at how visibly shocked he had made Liam. While he was still walking over to the other side of the room Liam swore he saw the towel flutter behind his Eric’s ass as he released a purring fart out.

    Not being able to get out any words Liam just attempted to collect himself and escaped into the bathroom. While he had tried to avoid ogling at Eric too much he had liked what he had seen. And Eric didn’t have to show off that much of his body did he? Was it intentional to fluster Liam or just him being casual.

    Before Liam could overthink about Eric even more he got a whiff of the intense stink Eric had left in their bathroom with his gas having mixed with the steam from the shower creating a room full of a nauseating brew of ass gas. Liam tried to get on with his business in the bathroom without sniffing too much of Eric’s gas in fear of getting aroused or passing out.

    Liam wasn’t sure how he felt about Eric’s gas or the idea of him developing some sort of fetish the whole temple was built to accommodate, but he had enough questions on his plate and he didn’t want to have to deal with any more self discovery so he decided to ignore the thought as well as his half erection.

    Both Liam and Eric went down to the kitchen to get some breakfast with Hugo who already had plates of steaming food ready for them with his meal having a focus on eggs and bacon.

    “I hope you two don’t mind if I watch you eat, I just like to see it when men enjoy my recipes” The chef said in his strong French accent leaning into the counter to looking at the men who had already scoffed most of the food.

    “Oh sure thats fine bro as long as you stay around for the after affects we wouldn’t want you to miss out” Eric got out between mouthfuls.

    Also stuffing his face Liam managed to say “This is great Hugo, hope you know the danger you’re getting into using ingredients like this though”

    The gentle looking man just smiled with a light blush in response.

    While the guys had moved onto their second plates Preston walked in sitting at the seat next to Liam and got a slice of toast from Hugo.

    “Good morning gentlemen” He passed business cards to both of them with a phone number on it. “Since this building is so large if either of you need my assistance or any of my services you can call me with this number and I can come as soon as possible”

    Smirking Eric asked “So what kind of services do you offer?” Giving Preston a moment to think and then start answering Eric immediately interrupted him “Fart sniffing I presume?” He said with a contained laugh. Liam also couldn’t help but giggle a bit at the joke as well as Hugo while Preston just blushed looking down and adjusting his hair.

    Calming himself Preston looked back up to Eric and answered after the laughter died down a little “Well if the necessity comes up again and is thoroughly urgent, I suppose I could.” The formality of his statement made the three men laugh even more. “Oh I’m not sure why you’re laughing Hugo you closet perv” Preston said trying to distract the attention away.

    Calmly responded in an exaggerated sexy French accent Hugo said “Oh there’s nothing closet about it Preston but if you want to smell my gas as well I could oblige you” Winking at Preston.

    At that Preston’s face went even redder and he was left stuttering for words. Like magic both Liam and Eric’s stomach’s gave an obvious rumble.

    Deciding to embrace his gassiness Liam lent to the side lifting up his ass is Preston’s direction and let a blast of foul eggy wind in his direction.

    With a sigh of relief he falsely apologized saying “Sorry Preston I know how things like this get you flustered but I guess that’s what you get sitting in the danger zone.”

    While Preston was gagging on Liam’s fart Eric got up and walked the long way around the table so he walked directly by Preston’s head pausing to let out a silent but deadly meaty gas leak. Even Liam choked a little on it. Swaggering over to Hugo at the counter Eric said theatrically.

    “Sorry Hugo think I might need another plate, I think Preston has gotten addicted to the after affects”

    While coughing aggressively on the table Preston managed to quickly adjust his crotch and stood up quickly from the table. “I hope you’ve all enjoyed your morning fun but I have business to attend to” And red faced he rushed out the door of the now much stinkier kitchen.

    Taking an audible sniff Hugo asked “I feel like a bully was that bullying?” half-heartedly.

    Shrugging Eric responded “You saw his trousers, it’s not bullying if they like it.”

    Joining in Liam added “Yeah it’s sadism if they like it there’s probably a difference.”

    Not having been gone for more than a minute Preston opened the door back up and revealed “I hope you two buffoons are ready, the first visitor has arrived…”

    (Obviously going to continue this series, but also going to start mixing in a new one as well :)