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Beer!

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“AHH, come on dude right in my face!” You exclaimed as your crush rip one of his beastly farts in your face. This is Carlos, vice president at the company you work at and son of your boss. Total hottie, who works out daily and due to his high protein and alcohol diet form all the partying can rip a real mean one.

“Hey, your the one that decided to sit down wind of me” Carlos says while chugging another beer. You couldn’t help but stare at his very big and firm ass that was being perfectly shown off by his wet swim trunks. “Another beer seriously you know what they do to you.” You say with an annoyed tone. Carlos looks at you with a grin and starts to down beer after beer. After crushing his 6th beer can against his head, Carlos pushes you to the floor. He then turns around his ass facing towards you and drips his swim trunks his ass falling out, finally giving you a look at its true volume.

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“Huh not as deep as it thought. Guess the beers haven’t hit yet” Carlos says. You sit there coughing Arron the horrid smell that invaded your nostrils. Than Carlos’s stomach starts to gurgle loudly. “There we go I hope your ready?” He says with a smile on his face looking back at you. You still coughing barely manage to get out a single word, “why?”. Carlos looks to ponder for a second, then

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The loudest fart you’ve ever heard erupts from his ass. With a vile smell that hits you like a freight train. “Because it’s fun!” Carlos exclaims as everything begins to fade to black.

Level Up

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A loud trumpet blast hits your face, an eggy smell making its way up your nose. A bet, it was a dumb bet that I didn’t think I could lose but here I am. A few inches from Brett’s bubble butt constantly blasting my face. Singeing my nose hair and blowing back my hair. Fogging up my glasses only for the spray of sweat glistening down his cheeks clearing the fog.

“Alright boys here comes another one” Brett says to his gaming buds on the mic.

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“Oh that one was smaller than I thought. Lucky y… “ A loud gurgle interrupted a Brett as a devilish grin grew on his face. You couldn’t see his face but you were shaking in fear of what was to come. “Guess your luck has just run out. Listen to this one boys” Brett says. The smell hitting you before you even hear the blast begin.

First it was dry and loud, akin to an orchestra loud and overpowering. A horrid smell but nothing you’re not already used to. After a two minute uproar it was still going strong but got quoted and wetter spraying your face with sweat. The air quality only getting worse as the smell of a barn begins sweeping throughout the room.

“You bro it sounds sick. Be happy y’all aren’t here!” Brett says laughing with each breath.

At minute five you thought it was over quiet apart from Brett’s laughter and then a sight of relief broke his laughter. A vile smell the worst thing you’ve ever smelled entered your nose. You kept gagging not being able to breathe until everything went dark. Brett still ripping for another minute before realizing he couldn’t feel your breath hitting his cheeks anymore.

Oh yes very much so! I have a whole second blog where I write hyper fart stories.

I want to read more of them, but the majority of stories have women farters and well I’m a gay man soooo.

If you have any recommendations please send them my way.

I could see that. I mean aren’t we all low-key addicted, hold on let me just speak for myself. Sir yea I could