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”Are you sure you’re certain about your wish, Master Craig? And I quote, you want to be the ‘best asset’ at your company?”

The white man’s face went red with frustration, caught somewhere between shock that a genie had actually appeared out of the lantern he rubbed, and anger that the big buff blue man kept trying to get him to reconsider the wording of his wish. “Is it really that hard? What the fuck else could I mean? I’m tired of being overworked and under appreciated. This new Asian douche that got hired last month, Xiumin, has already been offered the promotion I’ve been working my ass off for. It’s not fair at all!”

The genie tilts his head to the side, lips quirking into a frown only slightly, displeased with the man’s sour attitude but more than willing to give him everything his heart desires. “Alright, of course. Let me think for a moment, how best to grant this. You want to be the best asset, and hmm. Ah, correct, my visions tell me you’re right that Xiumin is the best worker at the company, if I’m honest he did deserve that promotion over you.” The man goes to argue, but the genie just chuckles and continues on.

“However, the best physical asset in your company is… oh! Well, isn’t that just perfect. Xiumin’s ass is the fattest muscle butt in the company, too. Geez, no wonder you have an issue with the guy.” Craig is confused again, why the hell does the man’s ass have anything to do with how valuable he is to the company? Starting to feel nervous, he goes to explain more, but magic has already started to spark between the genie’s fingertips.

“I’ve got it! The best way for you to get what you want is to be the best asset on the best asset! Two birds, one stone.” Craig lifts his hands in mercy, trying to signal that this is not at all what he wants, to just take a second and let him explain better. But the electricity consumes him in a blue flash, and then darkness follows.

Later in the day, Xiumin is at a private party for only the most elite of the company, where just an hour ago he got the surprising news that his ass, his literal fart-producing ass, was receiving a promotion. A position opened up, and everyone in the office thought it would be a funny prank. No one cared that Xiumin would be getting two paychecks for the work of one man. He had even gotten the clear to walk around in only a jockstrap beneath his crisp blazer, bouncy cheeks jiggling and a thin trail of dark, wiry hairs in the ass crack peeking out with every bend forward. People are cheering and taking pictures, the whole room is talking about how much they adore Xiumin and how badly they want to shove their faces into his swampy, enchanting cheeks. They’re so lucky to have him.

But trapped within those lovely globes of meat, Craig feels like his head has swollen up, bobbing up and down with every step Xiumin takes, his lips forced into a tight pucker that he can barely get to part, and anytime he manages a little puff of hot air rushes out before he can scream, reeking of protein and Korean barbecue. He knows exactly what he’s become, he’s had the last few hours to come to terms with his new reality, forced to follow wherever his new Asian owner decides to go and forced to produce whatever gasses an ass needs to produce throughout the day, not to mention the solid waste, too. People keep squeezing and slapping him as Xiumin walks by, one person even stuck a finger in his asshole-mouth!

Xiumin had only laughed.

“You know, I’d like to see that fat ass of yours in my office later so you can give me a proper thank you.” Craig hears the former big boss talking to Xiumin, and he wants to tremble in fear, but he knows he’s just jiggling because he’s so fat and beefy. He has no control anymore! The idea of a cock forcing itself into his tight hole scares him, but Xiumin is always up to any task.

“Anything for you, boss! But first, let’s hear what my ass has to say about his promotion!”

Laughing and soaking up the applause, Xiumin leans forward and sets free a barrage of rancid farts from his ass, invading the space with his glorious musky scent.

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My Uber leaves after dropping me off in front of a remote cabin, deep in the middle of the woods, and I start to feel pretty dumb. On a fart fetish website I was offered 10,000 dollars to be a fart-sniffer for a gay married couple. Now that I’m here I realize how foolish I’m being. This might not be on the up and up. But I’ve got to do this, I need the money.

I walk up to the front door of the two-story, wooden cabin that looks big and expensive. I’m just about to knock when someone from behind me says, “Ah you’re here” 

I turn around to find two of the sexiest men I’ve ever seen, walking up to me. They’re both wearing tank tops and exercise shorts; it’s obvious that they’re returning from a hike in the woods. It’s also obvious that they both work out a lot since they’re shredded with muscle. Their hands are intertwined so this must be the married couple.

The slightly taller one, who’s about 6’3, is giving me a friendly smile. His husband is about 6’1 but is slightly more muscular, and he’s scowling at me. Either way, they both tower over my 5’8 runner-build body. And while I’m in my early twenties they look to be in their mid-thirties.

The friendly one offers me his hand for a shake. “You’re Nick right”

I nod, shaking his hand. “Yeah I’m Nick, and you’re Richard?”

“That’s me, but please call me Rick” he confirms.

I nod then offer my hand to his still scowling husband. “And you must be Aiden?”

He grabs my hand but instead of shaking it, he tugs down hard on my arm, making me fall to my knees. He then tosses a leg over our clasped hands and I find my field of view being dominated by his bulbous ass. His tight shorts accentuate his immensely thick cakes.

Aiden then pulls on my arm and I fall face first into his fat rump. As soon as my nose is nestled against his butt crack I’m greeted with…

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He rips a 6 second, rumbling fart right on my nose. It reeks of rotten eggs and garlic, and has me coughing against his huge ass. Not even a second later he rips another one.

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He rips another rumbler against my face that smells just as awful. Rick grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me away from his husband’s noxious ass. I gasp for semi-fresh air.

“What the hell Aiden” Rick chides. 

Aiden scoffs, releasing my hand. “What Rick? This is what we’re paying him for.”

“Yeah but first we should bring him inside and have a civil conversation about what’s going to happen over the weekend.”

“Fine” grumbles Aiden. He straightens up but doesn’t turn around, keeping his bubble butt in my face. He quickly hikes up his right leg and…

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He rips 2 consecutive farts, point-blank in my face. He has me coughing on his eggy butt fumes again.

Rick helps me up and we head inside. I’m in between the two as we walk inside; Rick’s walking ahead of me while Aiden’s walking behind. I can’t help but ogle Rick’s bubbly ass as we walk. It’s just as voluptuous as Aiden’s. 

We enter their beautifully decorated cabin and they lead me into the dining-room. We take a seat at the table with the couple sitting together on one side and me sitting across from them. 

There, they go over the rules and they’re pretty simple. I have free-roam around the house but I can’t leave. They can torture me with their farts whenever or where ever they please. But if it ever gets too much for me I can stop them by saying ‘red’. And lastly, there will be no kissing between me and either husband. As long as I follow their rules I’ll be paid on Sunday.

Them giving me a safe word makes me feel a lot safer. I’m nervous about this but I can’t deny that I’m also excited too. The thought of these two hunks farting on me constantly for three days is seriously hot.

I agree to their terms and Aiden rewards me with a wolfish grin, “Excellent! Let’s begin” With that, Aiden stands up, rounds the table, and grabs me before tossing me over his shoulder. I yelp as I’m easily carried as if I were a sack of flour. I grab onto his back as I have no choice but to watch an upside down view of his bulbous butt. 

Aiden then says, “Hang on, this is going to be a bumpy ride. Hehe in more ways than one.” bppt, ffhp, rwbb. With his every step Aiden poots in my upside down face.

I don’t know how many steps it took to get to our destination but my eyes are stinging from his rank butt-burps. When we finally stop moving Aiden arches his back, pressing his meaty butt into my face. He then calls out, “Ricky”. Next thing I know, I feel a big, bulbous, and warm object pushing against the back of my head as well, and realize it’s Rick’s butt. My upside down head is completely entombed by the two men’s four ample globes. After a moment, in complete sync…

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Simultaneously, they both fart on my head and I’m caught in a vortex of their combined butt stink. The vile stench puts me in a coughing fit.

I grunt as Aiden slams me onto a soft bed, face up. I guess we’re in their bedroom. Aiden immediately follows. He crawls above me, spins around, and without further ado sits on my face, smothering me beneath his bountiful ass mounds. His thin exercise shorts are the only thing between my nose and his ass crack.

“You shouldn’t be coughing already, we’re just getting started… HGH”

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“We’re gonna have to build up your resistance to our farts… FGH”

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“Don’t want you passing out every five minutes… GNGH”

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Aiden farts right in my face, several times, putting me in another coughing fit.

“Ah, your turn babe” Aiden says as he gets off my face. I gasp for cool air but it doesn’t last long. Rick’s bulbous rump replaces Aiden’s, and he takes a squat on my face.

“Get a whiff of this Nicky, you’ll be smelling it for the next two days… RGH”

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“Just think, for the next 72 hours you’ll be at the mercy of two farting gods… GGH”

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“Does that sound like heaven or hell to you right now… NGH”

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It’s Rick’s turn to rip a barrage of farts, point-blank in my face. I immediately start gagging on his own personal brand of butt stink. It reeks of digested fish and broccoli. I grunt as I feel a heavy weight land on my stomach.

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A 5 second explosion rumbles against my stomach; I realize that Aiden’s now sitting on my stomach. I then start to hear wet smacking noises from above me; they’re kissing. They continue to make out as they sit and fart on my body. 

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Some time later, from above, I hear Rick say, “I think that’s enough babe, let’s watch a movie.”

Aiden sighs, “Alright” and they both get up, but not without Aiden farting on my stomach, one last time.

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Rick helps me up and we head to the living-room. The room has a huge smart tv mounted on the wall and a brown, leather couch facing it. Aiden takes a seat on the middle of the couch and Rick sits next to him. I go to sit on the other side of Aiden but he stops me with an icy glare. “Don’t be a moron, you’re not sitting next to me.”

Aiden picks up a throw pillow and throws it onto the floor, at his feet, in between his spread legs. He nods his head towards the pillow. “Kneel” he commands.

I get with the program and kneel on the pillow, in between Aiden’s legs with my back facing him. The pillow’s rather soft and quite comfortable. Aiden brackets my shoulders with his muscular legs. He tightens his legs against me; not squeezing me hard, but trapping me in place.

With that, Rick starts a movie. It appears to be some classic, western, action movie.

Not even a minute into the movie, I feel Aiden slide forward and press his crotch against the back of my head. The feel of his bulge, against me, is turning me on.

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Aiden rips a 7 second fart. His escaping gas flows beneath his taint, past his crotch, and streams against the back of my head, enveloping me in a noxious fart cloud. Aiden sighs in relief while I start gagging.

A few minutes later when the star of the movie appears on screen, Rick gets up and stands in front of me. He then bends at the knees and thrusts his plump cakes into my face.

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Rick rips 3 bubbly farts, back to back, right up my nose. The vile smell has me coughing and my eyes watering.

Rick sits back down and Aiden comments, “That was pretty impressive babe. Almost as impressive as this… NGH”

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Aiden unleashes a 45 second, monster of a fart. It has so much power that it has the whole couch shaking throughout its entire release. Aiden tightens his legs around me as I start to struggle to escape. The hellish stench from his recent butt bomb is atrocious and has me nearly dry-heaving. Even Rick is covering his mouth and nose with the collar of his shirt.

Aiden sighs obnoxiously and gives me a pat on the head, “There, there little buddy, just endure it. This movie’s two and a half hours long and the two of us are going to be gassing you throughout the whole running time.”

True to his word, they fart on me throughout the movie. I can’t go two minutes without one of them farting on me and I love it. I’m so enraptured by their farting prowess that I pay little attention to the movie.

Two hours into the movie, Aiden releases me and stands up. He steps over me and as soon as he does, he pulls up his shorts, giving himself a slight wedgie and aims his bubble butt right in my face.

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Aiden rips a 9 second, tuba-sounding fart, point-blank in my face. It has enough power to blow back my hair and dry out my eyes.

“Ah, I think I’ll start making us dinner.”

“Good idea love” Rick praises.

At first I think I won’t be farted on during the climax of the movie with Aiden gone, but then Rick slides across the couch and now I find my shoulders bracketed in between Rick’s strong legs.

Rick pats me on the head, “The ending of this movie is filled with a lot of explosions, and with the help of my gassy butt you’re gonna feel like you’re right there.”

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Rick rips two farts, in quick succession, on the back of my head. My lungs immediately start filling up with his beautiful, rancid ass gas.

For the last thirty minutes of the movie Rick continuously farts on me, stealing my focus away from the movie. When the credits start to roll, Rick turns off the tv and helps me up. As we enter a room less dominated by the husbands’ butt bombs, I smell cooking burgers.

We enter the dining-room and sit in the spots at the table that we sat in earlier. We make good timing as Aiden enters the room with two plates of burgers and fries. He places them in front of his husband and where he’s going to sit. He then goes back into the kitchen and returns with another plated hamburger and fries, obviously for me.

Instead of handing me the plate, Aiden places it on the end of the table, just out of my reach. Aiden then turns around and backs up, eclipsing my plate, in his gargantuan bum’s shadow. His toxic trench is hovering only inches above my food.

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Aiden releases an airy, 7 second fart onto my plate. He sways his ass a bit, from left to right, ensuring that all my food is covered with his butt stink.

I’m not even thinking about Rick until Aiden moves out of the way, and Rick replaces his bubble butt over the plate.

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Rick rips a 5 second fart, flavoring my food with his butt stink as well. 

Aiden gently pushes Rick out of the way and says, “Excuse me babe, but I feel a spicy one coming. Imma drop this one on his food”

Once again Aiden eclipses the plate with his ass, but this time he pulls down the back of his shorts, revealing his bare, furry, plump globes. 

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Aiden vents out a 5 second fart that ends on a wet note. Covering my food with more of his ass fumes, but this time with no barrier.

With a nasty little smirk, Aiden hands me the plate. “Eat up, we wanna make sure every inch of your body is marked with our farts, both inside and out.”

I hesitantly pick up a fry and take a bite as the husbands watch me while subtly fondling themselves. The taste is phenomenal, the combination of their raunchy butt stink is both tasty and hot. This is the first time food has turned me on.

Eventually they start to eat as well and we chat. Well Rick and I chat while Aiden grunts and glares at me.

“So what do you guys do? You must be successful to own a place like this, and also to pay me ten grand for the weekend.” I question.

Aiden rolls his eyes as Rick answers truthfully. “We work for the CIA. Every couple of weeks we’re sent on high-risk missions. And we’re paid handsomely.” I’m shocked, learning about their occupation. I simply work on cars at a garage.

“So what’re you going to do with the money after this? Are you gonna pay some bills or invest?” Rick asks in return.

I open my mouth but Aiden barks out, “We can tell if you’re lying to us, so don’t lie!.”

I look down at my food in shame as I confess. “I’m going to use the money to pay-off a loan shark I owe.”

“Are you a drug addict or something? Is that why you went to a loan shark?” Aiden accuses.

For the first time, I glare back at him. “No, my mom was really sick and she needed treatment, but her insurance didn’t cover it. So I borrowed money from a loan shark to pay for the operation.”

After revealing the truth, Rick looks sad and to my surprise, Aiden looks ashamed of himself.

He surprises me again at what he says next. “I’m sorry Nick.”

“I-It’s alright” I reply, eyes still wide from his apology.

Aiden shakes his head. “No, no, I need to make it up to you.” Aiden’s frowning lips turn into a lop-sided grin. “And I know just how to do that. You two get up and follow me.” He orders.

We all are mostly finished with our food, so Rick and I get up and follow Aiden back into the living-room. It still reeks of their farts but it’s not as potent as earlier.

When we’re standing in front of the couch, Aiden grabs me by the shoulders and forces me to my knees. The husbands then stand on either side of my shoulders. They both then spin around so their butts are aimed at each side of my face, but they don’t stop there. They both then pull down the back of their shorts, freeing their jiggling, fat cakes. I get to see Rick’s naked, fat cakes for the first time and they’re pale and hairless, unlike Aiden’s.

My head whips from left to right, ogling their bulbous rumps. Suddenly, they both shove their asses back. I feel their doughy cheeks mold around either side of my head until they’re touching. My head’s entirely encased in between both of their pillowy asses.

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Rick: This is our secret technique. We call it the fart sandwich.

Aiden: Yeah, how does our fart sandwich taste? Can you taste my apology in there

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Aiden: You know this is the first time we used this technique for pleasure. Usually we use it on people we capture, and get them to talk.

Rick: Yeah, the fart sandwich is for extracting information, but now we’re using it to extract the cum out of you haha

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Aiden: Ah there’s a good fart-sniffer. A few nasty butt bombs to the face and I’m already forgiven. Good boy

Rick: He’s definitely a good boy. He’s definitely a keeper

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While caught in their vile fart sandwich, I shoot my load rather quickly. Whether they knew it or not, they kept on torturing with their amazing butt fumes. They keep me fart-sandwiched for 10 minutes straight.

Finally they release me, Aiden looks down and smirks at my wrecked appearance. “I hope you enjoyed those fart-sandwiches because there’s plenty more to come. We just love trapping victims in between our butt-bombing asses; can’t get enough of it. If you didn’t like it then you’re in for a rough weekend.” Aiden says and gives me a wink.

After helping me up we decide to sit on the couch and watch some tv; I find myself sitting in between the two. Aiden’s now much more open and has stopped glaring at me. He’s now joking with me, even revealing that he’s a much better farter than Rick, and unfortunately Rick can’t deny it. Rick saves face by saying that he’s fine placing second behind a farting monster like Aiden. We hang out and watch tv all while they keep leaning away from me, aiming their asses my way, and blasting me with their butt rockets.

Eventually it’s time for bed, and we head for their bedroom. We climb into their bed with me laying in the middle, in between them. They lie down normally, while I rest my head on a pillow that’s at their hip level. Then they pull the covers over us, sealing me entirely beneath it, obviously trapping me in a Dutch oven. With that they turn on their sides, facing away from each other, aiming their toxic-spewing bums at my face.

“Ah get comfy Nicky, we’ll be sure to keep you nice and warm all throughout the night.” Rick says. I can picture his cheeky little grin.

“Hehe, yeah, good luck getting some sleep tonight. Things are gonna get loud and smelly for you.” Aiden taunts.

Within five minutes they’re asleep. I’m not so lucky.

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The gassy husband’s butt-bomb my face all night, stopping me from getting a full nights rest. If the loudness of their farts isn’t waking me up, then the noxious, eggy smell permeating beneath the covers is. Thanks to the husbands’ farts, it’s a sauna down here and I’m sweating like a pig. Eventually I’m able to fall into a deep sleep.

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An 8 second explosion goes off in my face, startling me awake. I can’t see anything but I feel a big, heavy, and fleshy object on top of my face. Then everything that happened yesterday floods into my mind and I know what’s going on.

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A second butt bomb erupts in my face; from the unique and putrid stench, I’m pretty sure it’s Rick who’s sitting on my face. I’m proven right when Rick gets off of my face and hops out the bed.

“It’s time for breakfast. Did you like my stinky wake-up call?” He asks, while smirking down at me.

With an obvious hard-on, I nod. Rick laughs as he helps me up and we head to the dining room.

We’re having pancakes, eggs, and bacon for breakfast. We arrive just in time to witness Aiden flavoring my food with some of his bare-assed farts. Seeing this, Rick also seasons my food with his butt stink as well. I happily devour their butt-poisoned breakfast.

Unlike yesterday things aren’t uncomfortable or tense, especially with Aiden. They’re fun to talk with and never waste a chance to tease me by farting on me. 

Aiden decides that we’ll sit and watch some tv while we let our food digest, and after we’ll take a dip in the hottub they have out back. Since they found out I’m a complete geek for all things superhero, they stream the first episode of a new superhero series that just came out.

We’re all sitting on the couch this time, with me in the middle. The husbands have something planned but they don’t strike until the episode ends. I’m too invested in the show to notice what they’re doing.

As the show wraps up, Aiden and Rick get on their hands and knees, on the couch. They face away from me, pointing their fat rumps at my face. They then pull down the back of their shorts, freeing their jiggling globes.

When the credits roll, I turn to Rick, smiling. It immediately falls when I come face to face with his bulbous ass. I turn to the left and my face is now within a foot of Aiden’s voluptuous bum.

The both quickly shuffle back, and my head is sandwiched in between their meaty ass mounds once again.

Rick: Haha we caught you Nicky

AIden: Since we had to suffer through that show, you’ve gotta suffer through this

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Aiden: You smell that Nick? That’s the stink of our superpower. No one could stand against us if we were in the MCU 

Rick: Definitely, if we bumped into Thanos, we’d have butt bombed him to death within five minutes and saved the universe. Don’t you think buddy?

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Rick: What do you think Aiden? Would we be heroes or villains?

Aiden: Oh we’d be villains for sure. It’d be fun to stink out all those heroes Nick idolizes

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Aiden: One thing’s for certain. Whether we’re heroes or not, Captain America is the first person we trap in a fart sandwich. Him having the title of ‘America’s Ass’ is a travesty we must rectify

Rick: Oh yeah, he has a cute ass, but we’ll show him what big asses with some serious power can really do. We’ll put the old man back to sleep for another 60 years with our butt fumes, haha

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The gassy husbands simultaneously rip a series of monstrous farts in my face while it’s sandwiched in between their bubbly globes. The stench coming from their asses is hellish and it’s all I can breathe; my lungs feel like they’re on fire. Even though I’m suffering, I love it. I’m becoming addicted to their noxious ass gas.

They both laugh at me when they free me from their fart sandwich; I’m a bit dazed. They also notice the wet spot in my shorts, letting them know that I enjoyed myself. After a minute or two I get up, and get ready so we can relax in the hottub they have in the backyard. 

I change into some swim shorts and join them out back. I’m hard again thanks to finding the husbands completely naked, standing by the hottub. Their hard bodies, thick cocks, and massive bubble butts, all out in the open for me to ogle.

The two notice me staring and start flexing their muscles, showing off. 

“Ha, Nicky, our nearest neighbor is 20 miles away; you don’t need any swimwear.” Rick tells me.

I shrug before pulling off my swim shorts, revealing my hard-on. They both smirk cockily, knowing that they’re responsible for it.

We all climb into the hottub; the hot water is both soothing and relaxing. Rick surprises me by pulling me over and having me sit in between his spread legs. Aiden’s sitting across from us; we just talk some and it’s really nice.

A few minutes later, Aiden grins impishly, letting me know he’s up to something. Aiden takes a deep breath before submerging himself completely underwater. With the water all bubbly I can’t see him. A few seconds later, Aiden’s bare, wet, fat ass emerges from the water, within a foot of me. The rest of his body remains hidden underwater.

I gasp from the sight and Rick chuckles. Rick starts getting up, from behind me, but I’m too focused on Aiden’s ass to notice. Next thing I know, I feel something big, warm, and damp pressing against the back of my head. I look back and see Rick standing on the seat, with his back to me. With a squat he aligns the back of my head with his plump, bare ass.

Movement ahead of me catches my eye. I turn back forward and see Aiden’s butt wading closer and closer to my face.

With a wet smack, Aiden thrusts his damp, titanic rump into my face, and once again my face is sandwiched in between the two husband’s weaponized asses. As soon as I’m locked in their fart-sandwich…

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The butt bombing dou bombard both sides of my head with a barrage of wet farts. The nauseating stench is intensified by the hot air and water, and I love it.

After numerous farts they finally free me. Rick sits back down and sits me back in his lap, and Aiden decides to sit next to us.

After I stop coughing from their gassy assault, I say, “Damn, I see how you two can get people to talk.” making the two laugh.

The rest of the day is like a dream-come-true. Each of them farts on me hundreds of times and anything I eat is saturated with their ass fumes. 

The husbands waste no time, as soon as we get into bed and I’m beneath the covers, they start ripping some of the biggest and smelliest farts I’ve ever endured. Within a minute, their Dutch oven knocks me out.

AIDEN AND RICK’S POV

Rick waits in the bed, alone with an unconscious Nick, while Aiden makes a call. Aiden returns, frowning. “Well?” Rick asks impatiently.

Aiden nods, “Mike went and checked it all out, everything Nick told us was true. He did borrow money from a shady character only because his mom was sick. Other than that, he’s a law-abiding, charitable, amazing guy.” He admits sullenly.

Rick smirks triumphantly. “See I told you he’s a good guy. I’m an excellent judge of character.

Aiden rolls his eyes but then adds, “Mike also found out that the loan shark’s men have been hassling Nick as of late. Apparently he has two more weeks to pay what he owes or else. What we’re paying him isn’t even close to the amount of money he needs.”

Rick looks at Aiden, completely serious. “Aiden, Nicky belongs with us.” Aiden doesn’t argue so Rick continues. “Aiden we obviously love each other but over the past couple of years we’ve been drifting apart. We both love farting on others but not getting farted on ourselves. Nicky loves us farting on him, he’s perfect for us. We need to fix his situation and invite him into our relationship.” Rick says.

Aiden looks conflicted for a few moments and then glares at Rick. “Shut up and go to sleep Rick or you’re joining Nick in the Dutch oven.”

Rick rolls his eyes but silently lies back down. Aiden never makes empty threats when it deals with his farts.

Aiden gets into bed, on his side, and goes to sleep, still feeling conflicted.

NICK’S POV

As I wake up, I notice that I can’t move my arms or legs much. I open my eyes and see that my four limbs are roped to the four bed posts. I then notice Aiden and Rick standing on either side of the bed, smirking down at me. And they’re both in all their naked glory.

They climb into bed, when they see that I’m awake. “Sorry about you waking up, tied up like this Nicky. We need you to be still for what we have planned this morning.” Rick tells me.

“What’re you going to do?” I ask, feeling nervous and turned on.

Aiden smirks, “Remember what I told you the other day? We wanna make sure every inch of you is marked with our farts.” With that said, Aiden and Rick squat over me and begin farting on every part of my body.

FART left shoulder, FART right shoulder, FART left arm, FART right arm, FART left hand, FART right hand, FART chest, FART stomach, FART left thigh, FART right thigh.

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The husbands proceed to rip dozens upon dozens of farts over every inch of my body. From my chin to the bottom of my feet isn’t spared from their gassy assault. 

It feels like things are wrapping up when Rick climbs over me and hovers his bulbous globes over my face. His cheeks spread and I can see his winking pucker.

“It’s our final day together, Nicky. Let me give you something to remember me by.” Rick says before taking a seat on my face.

Rick’s pillowy cheeks poor over the sides of my face, consuming me. My nose slides right up to his wrinkled asshole. His asshole opens and…

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A minute and a half of fetid air comes roaring out of Rick’s ass and right up my nose. It has me gagging and my eyes stinging. I can’t help but shoot my first load of the day.

“Ah, I’m sure he’ll never forget the smell of that.” RIck teases.

Aiden scoffs. “Get out of the way babe. It’s time for him to experience some real morning thunder.”

Rick’s titanic bum smothering my face is replaced with Aiden’s.

“Sorry about this. Oh, I’m not talking to you Nick, I’m talking to your nose hairs. I’m about to burn ‘em all.” Aiden says before he starts straining.

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5 minutes of hellish fumes vents right up my nose and it is utterly revolting. Aiden’s mammoth of a fart has me dry-heaving and tears streaming from my eyes. Aiden’s fart has me blowing my second load within six minutes of my first, making me feel really drained.

Aiden sighs obnoxiously as he gets off of my face. “And that’s how you fart in someone’s face sweetie” He mocks Rick.

Once Aiden’s done my body and the room reeks of their combined, noxious butt vapors. They untie me and we have breakfast. I have another meal flavored with the husbands’ butt seasoning.

After some more farting fun, it’s already 11 in the afternoon and it’s time for me to go. The three of us are standing in the entrance-way. My uber will be here soon. And the husbands have put the money in my account.

“Thanks Nicky, this was fun” Ricks says.

“Take care of yourself” adds Aiden.

“Thanks and you too. Say um… before I go, do you think I can get one last fart-sandwich?” I ask them.

They both chuckle at this and Aiden nods his head to the floor. “Sure, get on your knees. I shouldn’t be surprised you’re such a fart slut.” 

I get on my knees, blushing, while the two stand on either side of me. They both pull down their pants and entomb my face in between their bubbly booties.

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They give me one last fart sandwich as my uber arrives. They help me up and with a lop-sided grin Aiden tells me, “If you ever want another fart-sandwich you know where to find us.” making me laugh. 

As I enter the city, my problems with Lazlo (the loan shark) return to mind. I still don’t have enough money.

AIDEN AND RICK’S POV

It’s two in the morning and Aiden and Rick are sitting in their parked car, hidden in a dark alley. Across the street from them is the warehouse where Lazlo and his crew operate.

The two get out and make their way around the building, chaining up all the exits so no one can escape. The two then climb up to the roof and find the opening to the ventilation of the building. They stand side by side, pull down their pants, and stick their bare-asses into the opening.

SBDs come flowing out of their toxic asses, poisoning all the air in the warehouse. People start trying to leave, but all the exits are barred. One by one they all pass out until everyone’s unconscious. 

The lethal husbands come down and enter the warehouse. With a few tanks of gasoline and a single match, Lazlo and his crew are no more.

NICK’S POV

I’m heading to my favorite coffee shop on my day off and I couldn’t be happier. I’m loving my job, my mom is healthy, and Lazlo’s gone. 

I’m completely surprised as I run into Aiden and Rick in the front of the coffee shop. 

It’s been two weeks since I’ve last seen them.

“Hi you two”

“Hey Nicky” greets Rick.

Aiden greets me with a nod.

They invite me to join them for some coffee and I accept. We take a seat at a table with no one around us. 

They ask me how I’ve been and I tell them the good news. “Lazlo and his men are gone. The cops say a rival gang took them out. So I don’t owe anyone anything.”

The two look oddly proud for some reason. “That’s good Nicky, we’re happy for you, but we wanted to ask you something.” says Rick.

I then remember that they’re CIA. “It wasn’t a coincidence that I met you guys here was it?” I ask.

Aiden shakes his head. “No, we needed to find you. We’ve got something important to ask you, in private. Can you come back with us to our place?” 

I nod feeling kind of scared. They are professionals who have no qualm with killing. Do I know too much? No, no these two would never hurt me. I follow them to their car. I climb in the back while they sit in the front, with Aiden driving.

The drive is filled with awkward silence. Halfway there, Aiden smirks back at me through the rear-view mirror. He power locks the windows and doors and then…

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He rips a 5 second fart, hotboxing the interior of the car. The stench of digested meat and spices fills the small space.

Rick winces, “Damn that’s bad babe. I’m gonna have to freshen the car up with my own brew.” Rick leans away from Aiden, aiming his butt Aiden’s way.

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Rick rips two consecutive farts. I get a whiff of its eggy stench but it doesn’t overpower Aiden’s fumes.

Aiden smirks back at me through the rear-view mirror and shakes his head. “Can you believe this Nick? This gassy man thinks he can contend with a farting god.” Aiden hikes up his right leg and…

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Aiden unleashes a 25 second, beastly fart into the mix. And just like that, the tension is gone. I enjoy being in the middle of the husbands’ fart battle. Rick puts up a valiant effort but he’s no match against Aiden’s farting prowess.

As we arrive at their cabin, I oddly feel like I’ve returned home. We enter and take a seat on the couch, with me sitting in the middle.

Rick takes my hands into his and turns to me. “Nicky, we’re gonna be up front with you. When the three of us were together, weeks back, it was amazing. You with us felt so right. So we want you to join our relationship. Will you date us? The both of us?” Rick asks, shocking me.

“I felt a real connection with you guys too” I confess, “But do you really want to include me in your relationship? And do you both feel the same way?” I ask, looking at Aiden besides me. 

Aiden rubs my back with a heartfelt smile. “I feel the same way as Rick. Please date us.”

I look from Aiden to Rick, smiling. “ Being with you two, just feels right. I’d love to date you guys.” 

Rick takes my chin in between his thumb and index finger, and turns my face towards him. “Thank heaven you said yes baby. Now if you don’t mind I’ve been dying to kiss you since we first met.”

I audibly gulp and nod. “I’d love to kiss you, an-and then Aiden next.”

“Oh we’ll be having some lip-on-lip action in a bit. Don’t you worry, hehe” Aiden vaguely promises.

Rick pulls me in and we start kissing. I moan as Rick’s tongue licks into my mouth. So focused on this intense kiss, neither of us is paying attention to Aiden.

Aiden gets up, stands in front of our kissing faces, and turns his back to us. He then pulls down the back of his pants, freeing his jiggling, meaty, hairy ass-mounds. Rick and my eyes are closed, not seeing this.

Aiden bends at the waist and backs his enormous ass into our kissing faces. Each of his doughy globes presses into either of our faces, startling us, and his asshole is aimed at our kissing lips.

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Aiden ends me and Rick’s kiss with a butt rocket. We both pull back, gagging on Aiden’s toxic fart cloud. 

Rick smacks Aiden’s ass, making his bubbly cakes wobble. “Way to ruin a sweet moment Aiden” Rick gripes.

Aiden retaliates by swiveling his hips and aiming his ass directly in Rick’s face. Ppfftt, ffrrrppp, bbbllllfff.

Aiden rips three hefty poots, point-blank in Rick’s face, making him turn his head and cough.

“Ah, come on babe you’re hogging our new playmate. It’s my turn to kiss him .” With that Aiden reaches back and spreads his ass cheeks, revealing his fur-surrounded asshole. 

Aiden looks back at me, smirking. “I warned you a few moments ago. It’s time for some lip-on-lip action. Get on in there Nick”

Like usual, I’m hard as hell with these two.

Rick smirks at me. “ This’ll be how we kiss you on a regular basis in private. Still wanna date us?”

I nod my head assuredly, “I’m 1000 percent okay with this” 

“You heard the man Rick.” Aiden says.

Rick shrugs, “In you go” 

Rick grabs me by the back of the neck and shoves me, face-first, into Aiden’s ass, submerging my face in between his fuzzy, fat, ass-boulders. When my lips are pressed against Aiden’s winking pucker, Aiden says, “Hang on Nick, this kiss is about to blow your mind, both literally and figuratively… UGH”

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