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The Limits

You and Jason had been friends for a while. At this point he knew you were gay, and although he was straight he was more than fine with it. Jason always joked around with you, grabbing you, whispering sexual things in your ear and just overall being close to you. But you knew he was straight, and you respected it. It didn’t help that he was sexy as fuck though. He had a lean body, but he was packed with muscles. All clearly defined, and he had a more than decently sized ass.

Today you were hanging out with him like any other day when out of the corner of your eye you saw him doing something strange. “What are you doing,” you asked looking up sharply at Jason. He had pulled down his shorts revealing his asscrack and jock. You ogled at his ass. You wanted to taste it, lick it clean for him.

“What, you don’t like what you’re looking at,” he replied smugly. You scoffed and looked in another direction.

“Bro just put it away,” you remarked quickly. Trying to end the temptation of seeing his glorious ass.

“Actually I got it out for a reason,” he said, “I want you to smell my farts.”

“What the hell no dude.” You said. Trying to stifle the fact that you were wildly aroused. You glanced up again at his ass, from where you were sitting on your couch, and your mouth started to water.

“Oh come on man. I need to know what they smell like up close in personal,” he said sounding slightly bummed.

“Ok, and what makes you think I want to get up close and personal with that shit Shute?” You replied trying your best to sound annoyed.

“I don’t know. You’re gay,” he said defensively, “Don’t gay men like love man scent.”

You scoffed again, and thought about it. Knowing this would probably be the only chance you ever got to smell his ass.

“Come on man I’m about to let loose.” You hear from the desk in front of you.

This made your dick throb.

“Uhh, fine, but don’t think it’s because I want to,” you said trying to sound upset.

“Awesome,” Jason muttered. He stood up and walked over to you shuffling in a comedic sort of way while smiling down at you. You barely noticed, because you were too busy lusting over him. His shorts fell to the floor in front of you and Jason’s bulge sat right in front of your face. You could tell it was still flaccid, but damn was it impressive. You stared at it and licked your lips.

“Don’t get so excited man. We’re only here for my farts.”

“Yeah of course. I know that.”

“Okay, cause you look like your about to rip my dick off and eat it like a snack.”

“Haha, no.” You chuckled nervously back at him. His comment brought you out of your trance, and back into reality.

“So how should we do this,” he said.

“Turn around,” you replied ready to get this beautiful, yet embarrassingly painful experience over with.

“Ok demanding,” he chuckled as he turned around and bent his knees a little. His cheeks bounced a little, and then settled. You could already smell a faint musk, and you couldn’t wait to smell more.

“Umm, grab your cheeks, and just spread them open,” you said awkwardly.

He followed your orders and spread open his cheeks with his hands. It was a gorgeous sight, his pink hole was tight and surrounded by a light patch of hair, and now that it was open the manly musk of his ass radiated towards your face.

“I guess I’ll just put my nose on your hole,” you said questioning how to do this.

“Sounds good to me!” With that you placed your nose in his hole. This caused a long sensual moan to burst from Jason’s lips.

“Wow! I didnt know that would feel so good,” Joe said nervously. You had never heard this tone in his voice, and you knew him for years. What was happening. You pushed your nose a little deeper in his ass, and you heard hold back another moan.

“Ok, I guess I’ll just open the gates of hell.”

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Jason was not kidding. His fart was by far the worst thing you had ever smelled. It las 7 seconds, and left a coughing mess. While you were coughing Jason moaned at the pleasure of releasing the fart, as well as your accepting nose in his hole.

You began to pull away, but Jason told you to get back in his ass. You sat there for a moment thinking. Until he turned around. Looking at you intensely.

“Get your face back in my ass, and sniff my farts!” After he said this you obliged. The small break gave you time to get yourself together, and you began to sniff the remnants of the past fart. Your dick was throbbing at this point.

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He let out another fart. This one lasting just 3 seconds was somewhat sexier since you weren’t choking on the air. The disgusting cheese stench that shot out of his ass was intoxicating, and you found yourself smelling his ass even after it was over. After a couple of moments in silence Jason pushes your head deeper into his ass, and another blast protruded from his ass smelling cheesier and more rotten than the last one. You began to pre cum.

“Bro, do you like that shit,” Jason asked.

“Uhh no,” you said worriedly.

“You know. That was kind of hot, and I’m not trying to mess with you man.”

“It was,” you asked curious if he was telling the truth.

“Fuck yeah dude. The feeling of your face being completely dominated by my ass, as I just pass gas into your defenseless nose... holy shit!”

“I thought it was hot too,” you replied anxiously.

“Bro eat my ass, for real,” he retaliated.

Without another word you plunged your face deep into his ass and began to lick around his hole. Tasting the salt from his sweat, and the rotten taste of his leftover fart. He let go of his fat ass cheeks, which he’d been holding onto the entire time, and began to jerk off. His fat mounds of ass. Crashed into your face. Locking you into his stink

“Ohh yeahh,” Jason moaned.

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He let a sour tasting 5 second long fart out on your tongue. It tasted putrid, but you wanted more. You licked more furiously now. Piercing his hole with your tongue. Tasting his insides.

After some time you felt Jasons ass tighten around your face. Crushing you between the two glorious ass cheeks. He began to cum it shot out of him, and littered the floor. You heard it splatter.

“Oh, but I’m not done with you,” he whispered sensually.

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Jason released a 10 second long fart that shook your whole world. Literally, it gave you a migraine due to the jiggling of his fat echoing off your skull, as well as the unholy smell that escaped his ass.

“Ahhh. I’m done,” he said as he pulled your head from his ass. You looked up at him to see him smiling down at you.

Alex Tikas & Jack Andy

This story includes other raunchy stuff besides farting. Trying something a little new.

I groan as someone pounds on my door. It must be my deadbeat of a cousin, Casey. Even though we look like twins we couldn’t be even more different, and unfortunately he’s now living with me. He must’ve forgotten his key again. When he first asked to move in with me and I said no he went crying to my aunt. My aunt went to my mom and I relented under their combined nagging and let Casey move in. It’s been hell. He’s jobless so I get no compensation, he eats most of the food I buy, and comes in at all times of the night, stinking of booze and waking me up. I haven’t got a full night’s rest since he moved in.

I’m already scolding him as I open the door. “How many times do-” my words die on my lips at the stranger I find on the other side of my door. I’ve no clue who the handsome guy is but he is insanely ripped, he must be some sort of bodybuilder. Every inch of him is bulging with muscles; he’s easily twice my size. He’s wearing a red muscle-shirt and a blue pair of exercise shorts; they’re helping to show-off how jacked his body is. I also notice his body and clothes are drenched with sweat like he just finished working out, wierd.

I break the awkward silence, “Um can I help you?”

“Are you Willems?” The man asks with a neutral expression.

“Yes” I respond since Willems’s my last name.

A thunderous look forms on his face. “YOU! Because of your worthless ass Rachael’s been upset all week.” The man growls as he starts stalking towards me, forcing me to back up. The man kicks my apartment door closed behind him with his foot, trapping me inside with him.

“Hey-hey I think there’s been a mistake. I don’t even know a Rachael” I try to reason.

This only seems to anger the bodybuilder. “Oh she remembers you and she described you perfectly to a T. But if you don’t remember her, maybe a stay in my swampy pits will jog your memory”

The guy gets right in my face before lifting his right arm behind his head, exposing his sweaty, furry armpit. His left hand grabs the back of my head and shoves my face into his rank pit.

My face is smothered in his sopping wet armpit. My mouth’s unfortunately open so I’m both tasting and smelling his pungent, salty b.o. He starts working my face up and down, covering it with his pit sweat. 

The guy smashes my face harder into his pit and growls. “Tongue out now you little bitch. Clean my nasty pit!” 

I hesitantly stick my tongue out; there’s nothing else I can do. I can’t escape his powerful grip and I don’t want to enrage this insane bodybuilder anymore.

I start licking his pit and cringe at the bitter taste that overwhelms my taste buds. I feel his sweat and stray pit-hairs coating my tongue as I continue cleaning him. 

After another minute or so, he pulls my face out of his pit. I know I look a mess with my face dripping with his sweat.

“Please, I don’t-”

But he cuts me off, “Oh no need to beg, I got another rank pit for you to service.” The guy grabs my head with his other hand and lifts his left arm, exposing his other pit. I can barely get out a whine before he’s shoving my face into it.

“Get to work or I’ll break every bone in your body, bitch-boy” he threatens. I heed it and get to work, licking his sweaty pit.

“Yeah you taste that? That’s the taste of fucking with the wrong guy’s baby sister. Since you’ve been treating her like shit I’ve decided to make you into my own personal sweat-rag. Welcome to hell bitch-boy.” He taunts.

He finally frees me from his other pit and I greedily gasp for cool, fresh air. I wanna spit out his lingering sweat in my mouth but I feel that will anger him.

“Please listen-” I beg but he shuts me down again.

“Shut the hell up bitch-boy. The only thing your mouth should be doing is licking my sweat.”

The bodybuilder then shoves me roughly to my knees, aligning my face with his crotch. He then pulls down his shorts and reveals that he’s wearing a jockstrap underneath. I’m face to face with his yellow-stained, dingy, sweat-soaked crotch. I glance up and see he’s sporting a malicious grin.

“Take a smell of a real man, bitch-boy” he says before grabbing my head and shoving my face into his hefty crotch. He blankets my face with his well-endowed bulge, forcing me to huff up his potent, personal man-musk. I’m gay so I can’t deny that I’m enjoying this, but I have to remember that this guy’s crazy.

He then starts criciling his hips, dry-humping my face. “Yeah gonna mark you as my property with my dick sweat, bitch-boy.”

The guy abruptly pulls my face from his crotch. “Oh how rude of me, let me introduce myself.” He says as he turns around with me still on my knees. I’m too busy wiping the sweat out of my face to see. I finally take notice when I open my eyes and find his ass inches from my face.

The guy’s ass is enormous. Like the rest of his body, his ass is muscular, but at the same time it’s also covered in a layer of fat. Just one of his buttcheeks is about the size of my head. Also like the rest of him, his huge ass is coated with a thick sheen of sweat.

“I’m known as Frank the Tank, and people call me that for 2 reasons. The first reason is for, well come on, look at these muscles” He says cockily as he flexes his bicep, “And secondly it’s because of this big fella. “ He grabs a handful of his meaty ass. “This is my personal tank and unfortunately for you it’s always loaded.”

Frank suddenly reaches behind, grabs the top of my head, and slams my face into his bare, sweaty, fat rump. I give an unmanly yelp as my face is submerged in between his meaty, moist globes.

“This is for treating my sister like shit… GGH”

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“This is for having me go out, find you, and teach your bitch ass a lesson… HGH”

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“And this is for every girl you’ll meet in the future. If you ever even think of mistreating them I want you to remember my stink and think again… NGH” 

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Frank proceeds to rip 3 trumpeting but also wet-sounding farts right up my nose. The final one’s the biggesting, lasting 14 seconds long. The smell of his farts are horrendous; they reek of sulfur and rancid meat. 

With a wet schlorp, he pulls my face out of his ass and I’m coughing and gagging. Frank looks down at me, over his shoulder, and laughs cruelly. “Hehe I hope you liked that cause you’re about to get real personal with my big, sweaty glutes. I just want to get more comfortable and have a nice long sit on your face bitch-boy”

He shoves me to the floor with his foot, lying me out on my back. Frank stares down at me, frowning. I follow his gaze and see my hard-on, visible beneath my sweats. 

I look back up and see a mixed expression of confusion and anger on his face. “You sack of shit! I can’t believe my baby sister fell for a closet-case bitch-boy like you. No matter, I know how to deal with your ass.”

Frank reaches down and into the side of his jock, and pulls out his sweaty, hairy bull balls. His huge, egg-sized nuts dangle between his legs. “Ah, that’s the stuff. My tankers needed some cool air.” he says happily.

He then looks at my face with a lopsided grin. “There’s been a change of plan. My butt and farts in your face can wait, right now you’re in for a long t-bag session. Smothering your face under my sweaty nuts for an hour or two should make you understand that you’re gay. But don’t worry I have plenty of sweaty ass bombs to drop on your face afterward.”

“You better take a deep breath of fresh air because you won’t be getting anymore for a while.”He warns as he starts walking over me, heading towards my face.

This is one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced but this guy’s a lunatic. I don’t let his muscles, manly musk, or farts make me forget that he could be a danger to me. I bring my leg up and kick him square in his unprotected balls.

Frank lets out a bark of pain before covering his nuts with his hands. He falls to the floor like a cut down tree. His eyes are clenched shut and he keeps muttering ‘fuck’. I hop up and dash to my room, not wasting a second. I quickly return with two work ties, and with him still overwhelmed with pain I tie his feet together and his hands together. I do it in a way so his muscles and strength won’t help him out.

As I stand up, Frank’s pain recedes and he starts struggling as he realizes the situation that he’s in. “Untie me” he growls, glaring up at me.

I look at him like he’s stupid. “No way I’m freeing your crazy ass.”

“If you didn’t fuck with my little sister we wouldn’t have a problem.” He seethes.

I roll my eyes before pulling out my phone bringing up a picture of me and my nearly identical cousin together. Frank’s eyes focus on the image. “I’m Nick and I’m gay. My cousin Casey is straight and is known to fuck-over his girlfriends” I inform him.

“Damn mooching, freeloading cousin. It’s my day off and now I’ve got to call the police.” I say mostly to myself, alarming Frank.

“Whoa Whoa let’s not do anything too hasty here” he says nervously.

I shake my head, “Look I don’t like my cousin but I don’t want Captain America with anger problems killing him.”

“Hey I’m not looking to kill him; I’m just gonna fuck with him a bit” he says.

I wordlessly navigate to the number pad on my phone and start dialing 911. “Wait, wait, wait. Maybe we can help each other out.” He pleads.

I stop and look at him with a raised eyebrow. “How about you untie me and let me deal with your cousin. We both get what we want. I get revenge for him hurting my baby sister and for you I can scare him into moving out. From what it sounds like you want him gone.” He negotiates.

“You really think you can make him leave?” I ask, sounding intrigued.

“Oh I know I can. Untie me and the loser’s good as gone.” he says with a cocky smirk.

I chew on my bottom lip while thinking it over for a couple of seconds. I really want Casey gone, so what the hell. 

I take a knee and start unbinding him. “Listen Casey’s going to be here in like 10 minutes. He’s going to take a nap before going out and drinking with his buddies like he does every night.” I explain as I untie him.

“Oh that’s perfect.” Frank says as he stands up. He then takes off his shirt and asks, “Where’s his room?”

I don’t answer right away; I’m a little too preoccupied with staring at his sweaty, ripped abdomen. Frank cheekily bounces his pecs for me. I look up and my face reddens when I see that he’s smirking.

“Um, his room’s right there.” I point to the closed door to the right, with my mouth feeling dry. The guy has the audacity to wink at me before heading towards Casey’s room. I follow him, curious about what he’s going to do.

Frank strolls into Casey’s room and gets straight to work. First he heads to Casey’s dresser, opens up every drawer, and farts in each one. Ppbt, fhht, rvvb, brrf. Next Frank opens Casey’s closet, turns around, and bends over. He proceeds to rip a 9 second, airy fart. FFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRWWWWWWPPPPPP. He sways his ass from left to right, making sure to douse all of Casey’s clothes in his butt fumes.

“Oh yeah I’m gonna butt bomb everything he owns; he’ll never escape the stink of my ass.” Frank promises as he stands up on Casey’s bed. He walks up to the head of the bed, turns around, and takes a seat. He plants his massive, bare, sweaty ass on Casey’s pillow. 

 Frank’s eggy farts quickly fill the room and it has me hard as hell. .Frank notices my reaction and smirks. “You’ve seen nothing yet. Take a listen to this… NGH” Frank curls his hands into fists, closes one eye, and bears down on Casey’s unfortunate/lucky pillow.

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Frank rips a gargantuan, 15 second, rumbling fart onto the pillow that has enough power to make the entire bed shake. Frank’s red-faced but sighs in relief. “Ah, Damn that felt good. Hehe that was just for you cutie.” Frank says and gives me a wink. Holy shit is he gay?

“Now here’s what’s going to happen” Frank goes on to tell me his plan and I agree to it. It’s simple and will deal with Casey. I go back into the other room, pick up Frank’s scattered clothes, and toss them into my room. I hear steps nearing the front door and know it’s Casey. I shut Casey’s door and Frank hides in his closet. I grab my phone, wallet, and keys just as Casey opens the front door. 

I walk past Casey, out the door. “We’re nearly out of food so I’m going grocery shopping for the second time this week.” I tell him irritably.

“Get more pizza rolls” he orders before shutting the door behind me. Normally that would’ve ticked me off but I smile happily as I leave the building.

CASEY’S POV

I walk into my room smirking. My pushover of a cousin is the perfect person to crash with. I immediately cover my nose with my hand and groan at the atrocious smell that fills my room. It stinks of rotten eggs and onions. I hesitantly make my way to my bed, where the smell is more intense. I lean down to take a sniff of my pillow. I recoil and nearly puke from this mysterious, vile stench.

Suddenly my closet door bursts open and a guy shouts, “Surprise motherfucker” the guy’s musclar as fuck, all sweaty, and the only thing he’s wearing is a flimsy jockstrap. I’ve never seen anything more disgusting. 

A sense of dread suddenly fills me when I realize who this is. It’s Rachael’s older brother Frank, who’s a gay-ass bodybuilder. I’ve seen pictures of him at her place. Shit, is that bitch so mad that I stole money from her and fucked a girl at her place that she sent him after me. 

I make a break for the door but Frank easily stops me by grabbing me by the back of the neck. He turns me around to face him. “You ain’t goin anywhere princess, you’re gonna pay for fucking with my sister. Once I’m finished with you, you’re going to have to accept the new role of your life as my” Frank pauses to swallow a mouthful of air before pounding his beefy chest. With a sadistic glint in his eyes, he brings his mouth right up to my nose.

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Frank belches the word right in my face and it has me gagging and my eyes watering. It stinks of spoiled milk. 

“Haha I hope you liked that because I have so much more of my stink to introduce you to.” he taunts, “In fact why wait let’s get you comfortable so you can indulge in my stink.” Frank grapples me to the floor and he traps me in a headscissor hold. I find my head locked in between Frank’s muscular, sweaty quads and the bottom of his massive bulge resting against my chin and lower lip. 

I cry in disgust as I try to pull my face away from his crotch but Frank’s thighs keep me in place. “Ha, where do you think you’re goin sunshine? You’ve won a free stay in my swamp crotch. Now be a good little stink-bitch and huff up my sweaty boys!” With that Frank grabs the back of my head and shoves my face into his warm, sweaty pouch.I struggle as I feel his heavy balls and thick schlong covering my face. The pungent and sour stench of his swamp crotch is making me nauseous. 

Frank makes things worse as he starts shifting his hips, back to forth, humping my face. I feel completely humiliated. “Ah that’s it stink-bitch feel me, smell me. This is what a real man is. Something you never were or ever will be.” he says, degrading me.

Rage courses through me and I yell out, “Shut up, you’re just some stupid, cock-sucking, faggo-ACK” Frank flexes his quads wrapped around my head, silencing me and causing me immense pain.

Frank growls above me, “You shouldn’t have said that, now I’m really mad, stink-bitch.” Frank uses one hand to pull my face away from his crotch and with the other he pulls down the front of his jock and hooks it just behind his balls. I wince and turn away from his semi-hard dick and his hairy, sweaty bull balls that’re right in my face. His crotch musk is 10x more potent. 

Frank grabs my head and turns my face back towards his junk. “Stop struggling you little fucker, you’ve got a job to do. Now be a good little stink-bitch and lick my sweaty balls clean.” He lifts his cock up with his left hand and uses his right to pull my face into his hairy, sweaty nut sack. I seal my eyes and mouth shut as my lips and nose sink into his fleshy balls.

“That wasn’t a request! Start licking before I pop your head like a grape!” He growls and starts flexing his quads, putting the squeeze on my head. With no other choice I slowly stick out my tongue and lick his sweaty sack. A shiver of disgust flows through me as I taste him.

This is horrific; I feel some of his loose ball hairs decorating my tongue.Frank taunts me while I continue to lick his nuts.”There’s a good stink-bitch, wash my boys clean” “Yeah that’s it know your place, beneath this gay alpha’s balls” “Haha I doubt my sister will want your lips anywhere near her once she learns my balls have been in your mouth”

“You’re doing a decent job down there stink-bitch, here you’ve earned this.” Frank arches his back, thrusting my face deeper into his crotch, and tenses.

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Frank angles his ass in a way that his trumpeting fart flows through his legs, over his taint, past his balls, and hits my tongue and nose. The taste of his bitter ball sweat combined with his sulfuric fart has me coughing and retching. 

The villainous bodybuilder laughs at my suffering. “Hehe, if you didn’t like that then you’re going to hate what I have in store for you. Prepare yourself buddy because it’s time to clean my sweaty cornhole.”

“FUCK NO!” I cry but it’s already too late, he’s already rearranging me with his insane strength and locks me in a reverse headscissor, with my face trapped in his sweaty asscrack. We’re both on the floor, on our stomachs, with me locked in his thighs.

I shake my head wildly and fruitlessly as I feel his sweaty asshole kissing my lips. Frank’s deep chuckle rumbles through my body. “Ha, order up stink-bitch. Get the licking!” He commands.

I wanna scream no but there’s no way in hell I’m opening my mouth with his asshole grazing my lips. Frank growls again, “Like I said before, this isn’t a fuckin request.” He squeezes his thighs, crushing my face and cutting off my oxygen. I endure as long as I can but it’s no use; I accept my fate and start licking his asshole. I nearly dry-heave on the vile taste of his sweaty, wrinkled pucker. This psychotic bodybuilder sighs obnoxiously as I clean his hole.

After a few more licks, Frank chimes in. “Hey stink-bitch I’ve got something else for you to taste.” Frank flexes his quads again, choking me out. When he relaxes his muscles, I gasp for air and as I do that…

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Frank launches a raunchy, 7 second fart that echoes down my throat. I cough and retch on his noxious, eggy ass gas.

“Ah, did you like my protein fart? Whether you did or not, I’m gonna be shoving more down your gullet” Frank repeats the process of how he just farted in my mouth, several times.

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Frank rips 3 beefy farts in my mouth that has me coughing and gagging. His gas reeks of digested meat and onions, and it’s all I can taste and smell.

“Ah, that felt good. DId you enjoy that?” He asks. I try to say no but my muffled cries aren’t understandable. “I’ll take that as a yes. Well here you go buddy, have all you want.”The dick says. It appears he’s done holding back. Does he ever run out of gas?

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“Damn those protein shakes fuck me up” “Now they’re gonna fuck you up too” “Do me a favor and eat my farts so I don’t have to smell ‘em; thanks buddy” “Ah, you can brush your teeth all you want, but after this, my butt stink will never leave your mouth” “That reminds me, I gotta fart on your toothbrush before I leave” “Oh, I’m one gassy fucker tonight” “Well am I right or am I right” “Yeah this is how a real man farts, something you sure as hell ain’t” “Fucking choke on it”

Frank keeps torturing me with his farts but what else he has to say scares the hell out of me. 

“I’m glad I know where you live now” bbwwp “Everyday after my workout I’ll stop by so you can lick me clean and swallow my farts” fhhrr “I mean you are my personal stink-bitch after all” ppaab “And it’s not like you’ll tell the cops” fwwwr “I mean if you do everyone will know that you were eating out a gay guy’s ass” rrmmt “No girls well wanna come near you” ppmmab “Yep, I believe this is the start of a beautiful relationship… NGH”   

Franks flexes his quads and glutes, forcing my lips to seal around his butthole.

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His hellish asswind inflates my cheeks and lungs, overwhelming me. Mercifully I feel myself passing out. ‘I’ve got to move out’ I think to myself before everything goes black.

NICK’S POV

I return after an hour and I take it as a good sign that I don’t see any police cars. Frank comes out of the bathroom as I enter my apartment. He’s wearing his shorts now but is shirtless. I once again can’t stop myself from ogling his jacked abs and chest. He laughs and bounces his pecs again to tease me.

“Uh, where’s Casey?” I ask.

“Oh he’s in his room, passed out. He should be out for a while.” Frank says as he puts his muscle-shirt back on.

“Did you do it? Is he going to move?” I ask anxiously.

Frank gives me a cocky, lopsided grin. “Oh it worked, as soon as he wakes up he’ll be packing his bags. He’ll be gone by the end of the day.” He tells me confidently. 

I feel relieved, hearing this but I don’t know what I’m supposed to do next. Do I thank him?

Frank laughs and shakes his head before he starts to leave. “It was nice working with you Nick” He says as he pats my shoulder as he walks past me.

“Um y-yeah” I stutter as I watch him leave. I’m nearly hypnotized by his magnificent ass as he walks away. His bulbous, melon-sized buttcheeks bounce with his every step and it’s one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.

Just before he reaches the door, Frank looks back at me, over his shoulder, with a shit-eating grin. “You know what Nick? Let me show you my thanks for helping me out.” 

With that, Frank reaches back and pulls his shorts down, just beneath his ass. His meaty globes, covered in a dusting of fur, spill out and wobble in the open. He then bends at the knees, arches his back, and pushes his bubble butt out. He then places his hands on his knees and starts grunting and straining.

BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTT

A mammoth of a fart comes roaring out of his ass and it lasts over 2 and a half minutes. Frank’s gas is so powerful that his bubbly cheeks jiggle throughout his entire fart. The rancid stench of rotten eggs and raw sewage spreads throughout every corner of my apartment. It has me coughing and my eyes watering. It almost looks like a brown tint is covering the room. 

Frank sighs in relief as his massive fart finally comes to an end. “Ah, I hope you enjoyed that because that bad boy has some serious staying power.” Frank gives me a wink as he pulls his shorts back up and leaves. I decide to go to my room and deal with the hard-on Frank’s gift has given me. 

2 hours later I hear a lot of movement coming from outside my room, so I go investigate it. I find Casey with several trash bags filled with his stuff.

“What’s all this?” I ask.

Casey replies vaguely with, “I just think it’d be better if I move back in with my mom. It’s nothing personal.” he then nervously adds, “Oh and if a friend of mine comes by tomorrow, and is looking for me, don’t tell him where I am, just lie. I wanna be by myself.”

I give him a nod, agreeing.

Casey picks up his stuff and leaves. I’m grinning like a maniac as soon as the door closes. I then smell that Frank’s pungent fart is still dominating the entire place. I take a seat on the couch, and decide to jerk-off for a 4th time.

It’s the next day and I’m enjoying my first Casey-free Sunday in a long time. I’m sitting back, relaxing, and binge-watching some Netflix. My happiness lessens when someone knocks on the door.

‘Please don’t let it be Casey looking to move back in’ I pray to myself. To my surprise, I find Frank when I open the door. Like yesterday he’s all sweaty, probably just finished lifting, but today he’s wearing a pair of silver shorts and a black muscle-shirt.

“What’s going on Frank?” I ask, confused by his serious expression.

He doesn’t say anything, he just stalks forward. Like yesterday, he crowds me deeper into my apartment, closing the door with his foot. He doesn’t stop until my back hits a wall and he’s a foot away from me. 

Frank finally smiles at me, calming my nerves. “I left something of mine here, yesterday.”

“What?” I ask with a furrowed brow. I can’t remember seeing anything of his lying around.

He suddenly derails the conversation as he says, “You know I don’t only use my man-stink to punish people, I also use it in another way. Do you know what it is?”

I shake my head, feeling even more confused.

“I also use my man-stink to mark my property and that’s what I did to you yesterday. So do you understand Nick? I made you mine.” He declares, his dark eyes boring into mine. 

I never wanted anything more in my life. I’m already nodding my head, in agreement. 

Frank gives me a knowing grin. “I’m glad you understand that you’re mine. Now it’s time to put you to work.” He says as he grabs the back of my neck with his hand and lifts his other arm over his head, exposing his sweaty armpit. “I was lifting like a beast today so I’m really sweaty. I hope you’re thirsty Nick.” He says before shoving my face into his rank pit.

I feel like I’m home as my face is covered by his smelly, sweaty, furry armpit. I immediately start licking up his sweat, getting addicted to his ripe, pungent man-musk. “That’s it boy, feast on your alpha’s sweaty pits!” he growls as he keeps my face pressed against his armpit, even though he doesn’t have to. “Yeah, gonna drown you in my man-sweat, make you forget all of those beta-bitches you’ve been with. You’re gonna be hooked on the taste of a real alpha male!”

Frank pulls my face and tongue out of his pit; I know I look a mess with my face covered in his sweat and a few of his armpit hairs. “Now let’s not make my other armpit jealous. Get your face in there!” He orders as he shoves my face into his other armpit. 

I start licking all over his sweaty, furry armpit like a starved animal. “There you go, guzzle down that bodybuilder sweat. Show your appreciation of my hard work.” I moan as I continue cleaning his pit with my tongue. After another minute he pulls my face out of his armpit. He brings my face up to his with my face sandwiched in between his two big hands. He’s sporting a slightly devilish grin but it doesn’t scare me. 

“Oh Nick, when I’m done with you it’s going to seem like I let your bitch-of-a-cousin off easy. Boy you’re gonna experience smells that you’ve never even imagined.” He threatens before swallowing a few mouthfuls of air. He then lurches his face forward, mouth wide open…

BBBBBBUUUURRRRRRPPPPPP

Frank unleashes a raunchy belch pointblank in my face. The stench of spoiled milk and spices has my eyes watering. Frank chuckles as he lets me go. He then turns around and starts walking off. As he does he shucks off his muscle-shirt, his shorts, and then his jockstrap. Frank’s now swaggering around my place buck-ass naked. The sight of his meaty, bouncing ass and his thick, flopping cock is mouthwatering.

Frank stops just in front of my room and looks back at me, over his shoulder, with a sexy little smirk. “Well are you coming Nick? I’m still pretty gassy but it’s coming out the other end. This big, sweaty fella is locked and loaded.” He says, giving his ass a smack, making his glistening, bubbly globes jiggle. And with that he vanishes into my room.

I stand there, slack-jawed, like an idiot for a few moments. When my brain finally processes everything I’m rushing to my bedroom. I nearly trip over the threshold at what I see. Frank’s lying on my bed, on his stomach, with his bare, fleshy mounds protruding in the air. 

Frank looks back at me slyly. “Come and get it while it’s hot.” he teases as he wiggles his hips, making his plump cakes wobble. 

He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I climb into the bed, crawl in between his legs, and I find my face hovering over his sweaty, bulbous rump.I take the plunge and let my face crash into his sweaty cakes.   

Frank immediately reaches back, grabbing the back of my head, and shoves my face into his damp and ravenous ass crack. I feel his muscular globes pouring over the sides of my face, almost swallowing my head entirely. He then starts circling his hips making my face sink even deeper into his ass. He only stops when my open mouth meets his sweaty pucker.

“In you go” BBRRPPPTTT “Let’s get you reacquainted with the Tank”  FFFWWWWRRRRBBBB “Oh I feel you screaming, I hope it’s because of pleasure and not pain” RRRRFFFUUPPP “Either way you ain’t getting out of my swamp ass” FFFHHHOOORRR “Oh yeah have some more of that” BBBBVVVVUUFFF “Smell it” FFFHHHMMMRRR “Taste it” PPPUUUMMMFFFF “Love it” RRRBBBOOTTTT “Let my stink become your whole world” PPPFFFBBBBRR

“Damn Nick you must really like my farts. Welp, I’m gonna make you regret that…RGH”

BBBBBBBBWWWWWWWHHHHHPPPPPP

“Gonna show you how I earned the nickname Frank the Tank… FGH”

RRRRRRRRVVVVVVVVPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTT

“My body isn’t the only thing strong about me; so’s my gas. Name someone else who can rip like this… GHH”

PPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFAAAAAAARRRRRRR

“I ain’t stopping until I bake my farts into your skin. Everyone’s going to know you’re mine when they come near you… HGH”

FFFFFFFFMMMMMMMPPPPPPPTTTTTTT

“You’re going to have to give me a key to your place after this because you’ll be licking my sweaty body clean and eating my farts on a daily basis. Oh and after this I’ll be t-bagging you so you can wash my big ole balls… HRGH”

BBBBBBBUUUUUUUUWWWWWWFFFFFFFFF

PPPPPPPPPMMMMMMMMMMM-HHHHHHHHHHHBBBBBBBBB

“Ha, I guess it’s your love of my man-stink pitted up against my endless supply of protein farts. Let’s see who breaks first. NGH… Spoiler alert, you’re gonna lose. No one beats Frank the Tank… UGH” 

FFFFFFFFFWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPP

ONE YEAR AND A HALF LATER

I’m getting ready to leave, I’m going to see the new superhero movie with some friends, when I get a call from my aunt.

“Nicky I’m letting you know that Casey’s moving back in with you. I’m done with him!” And with that she hangs up; not letting me get a single word in. 

Suddenly there’s a knock on my door. I open the door and find a smiling Casey on the other side. “Hey cuz I’m back” He says as he brushes past me with his luggage. 

‘Oh poor, unfortunate Casey,’ I think to myself. I give Casey a pitying smile. “You can stay here Casey but you’re going to have to sleep on the couch. My boyfriend just moved in and he turned the second bedroom into a gym.” After saying that we both hear the clanking of heavy weights being lifted in said room. 

Casey’s frowning and I simply shrug. “Hey I got some good news, he’s the friend of yours that you told me about.”

“Hey babe,” I call out, “My cousin, your friend, will be staying with us for a while. Why don’t you give him some company. I’m off to the movies.”

 As I start to leave, Frank steps out the room, all sweaty and only wearing a black jockstrap. It’s his prefered workout gear. When he spots Casey he grins like the Chesire cat. Casey’s frightened face is the last thing I see before I shut the door behind me. Instead of leaving, I press my ear against the door and listen. 

I hear a lot of struggling, grunts, and thuds before I hear Casey’ pleading. “I’m sorry Frank. Please no, not your sweaty ass again. Plea-MMMM” 

“Ah, that should shut you up. Frank the Tank’s stink-bitch is right where he belongs. Now get the licking.”

I don’t think Casey’s going to enjoy his stay with me, this time around. Frank the Tank is someone who knows how to hold a grudge. I almost feel sorry for Casey, almost.

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