Squashdude

You gulp as you stand in front of the door to Mr. Strickland’s office. The professor always intimidated you, and now was no different. He taught your college algebra class, which you needed to pass to earn your degree. The only problem is, you’re not the best at math and were in danger of failing. Your hand shakes as you knock on his door, anxiety and dread filling the pit of our stomach.

“Come in,” his deep voice rumbles on the other side of the door. You take a deep breath, hands still trembling as you open the door.

Mr. Strickland was, in every sense of the word, a big man. He stood 6′6″ which easily dwarfed your meager 5′6″ frame. You know for a fact he weighs 675 pounds, as he used his own measurements for BMI calculations on a test last week. His bristly beard disguised God knows how many chins, and ample amounts of chest hair were poking through his collar. His red flannel clung tightly to his body, outlining his impossibly large moobs and gut. He was sitting on a sofa behind his office desk. No doubt his frame was much too large for a standard office chair.

“What can I do for you?” He asks, not even looking away from his computer. Judging by the screen, he was calculating grades. He leaned to the side a bit and ripped a massive fart, and you thought you heard him groan too. The stench hit your nose immediately, causing you to cough.

“I-I…I wanted to discuss my grade,” you stuttered. Dammit. Why were you so nervous?

“What about it?” He asked, smirking. “You’re not doing well, and your grade reflects that. What is there to discuss?” He leaned to the side and farted again before his weight came crashing back down on his sofa. Again, you heard a groan. The smell was indescribable. It reeked of rotten eggs and had a sickening spice to it.

“I… I w-was wondering if I could maybe get some extra credit.” You said, tapping your hands nervously on your lap. “I r-really need to pass this class an-”

“I don’t offer extra credit work,” he said, cutting you off. He finally looked away from his computer and over to you. He leaned back in his seat and rubbed his gut, smirking. “Why do students always wait until the last minute to worry about their grades? Every semester without fail they come begging for extra credit. You know what I tell them?”

“No?” you said, sighing. “But sir, you don’t underst-”

You’re cut off when yet another rumbling fart escapes his huge ass, followed by a groan. He grinds down into the sofa to get comfortable as he strokes his chin.

“Not exactly,” he says. “No, I usually offer them a deal, but most students are too scared to take it. How badly do you need to pass?”

Oh god, you think. Is he expecting me to blow him? No way. Absolutely not!

“You’re free to go, Chris,” Mr. Strickland said. Who was he talking to?

Mr. Strickland released one more rumbling fart and laughed before he stood up. There, lying across his seat, was a student. He was panting and wheezing heavily, and looked worse for the wear.

“Th… thank you… Mr. S-Strickland…” the student panted, looking dazed. He pulled himself to his feet, looking like he was about to keel over. His face was beet red, and he didn’t look you in the eye. He simply limped to the door and left the office.

“What the fuck?!” you shouted. What the fuck is going on?

“I said I don’t offer extra credit work,” Mr. Strickland said, rubbing his gut. “But I DO let students work for their extra credit. This old couch isn’t as comfortable as it used to be, you see.”

Mr. Strickland gestured to the couch. The cushions were smashed completely flat from countless hours of supporting Mr. Strickland’s immense weight. 

“So, how badly do you need to pass?” He asks again. “If you want, you can be my cushion for a while. I decide when you’re done. If you leave for any reason before I tell you, that’s it. You fail.”

You felt like the floor was collapsing under you. He can’t be serious, you think. This has to be a joke! He can’t do this! Mr. Strickland looked down at you, still smirking. He had you right where he wanted, and he knew it. He knew you couldn’t afford to fail his class.

Wordlessly, you stood up, staring at the floor. Hot tears filled your eyes as you tried not to cry from embarrassment. This was so humiliating! What if someone found out?

“Good boy,” he said as you laid across his sofa. There was a huge dip in the middle and the cushions were damp. Probably from sweat. You whimpered as his mammoth form filled your field of vision.

“Now, usually my office hours would end in fifteen minutes,” he said as he scratched his ass. “But since finals are next week, I’ve decided to extend them until five.”

“But sir, th-” you started to protest, but you were cut short when he let himself fall back onto the sofa. His weight hit you like a truck and your ears started ringing. He bounced around and ground his ass into the sofa to get comfortable, which smeared his sweat all over your face. It got into your eyes and caused them to burn.

“It’s 10:45 right now, and I’m not expecting anyone else for quite some time,” he said once he finally got comfortable. “You’ll be free to go if another student needs help with their grade. Chris was lucky and only had to be here for an hour and a half!”

Mr. Strickland leaned to the side, giving you a chance to breathe. This respite was quickly tainted by another rank fart. The stench made your stomach churn as you gagged. This was torture. You tried to scream, but mountains of flab above you drowned it out. Unless he stood up, nobody would know you were here.

Above you, you could hear his stomach growling. Mr. Strickland rubbed his gut as he picked up the phone and dialed the local Mexican restaurant.

“Get comfortable, kid,” he teased, farting in your face again. You swore each fart was worse than the last. Your eyes and nose felt like they were on fire. “I’m not expecting anyone else for at least three hours. She’s a good student though. She definitely won’t need any help.”

You screamed in your ass prison. The realization finally hit you; you’ll be stuck here at his mercy, forced to inhale his putrid gas and support his unbearable weight. What if nobody else needed extra credit? What if you were stuck here for six hours? Your screams were muffled by his fat as he ordered a lunch big enough to feed ten people.

You were going to be stuck here for a while.

yes of course id squash you, the real question is if you prefer me laying directly on top of you or sitting on you, straddling your chest 😈

( kind of long)

I have known I was gay since I was younger but have not came out to anyone and was always fascinated in bigger guys. I grew up with my mom in allotment where houses sit fairly close to each other. Our next door neighbor Mr. Thompson, My gay neighbor of whom I would just say hey to here and there, was how I knew I was into bigger guys. I would always fantasize about him. He is a middle aged really big guy, has salt and pepper hair.. a very hot daddy type. Always lounging by his pool catching some sun in his speedo with the word “Spank” on his butt. When my mom wasn’t home I would go in the backyard to try to catch a glimpse through a crack in our privacy fence which I never could get a good view. One day I was home alone I decided to take my moms drill gun and drill a fist size hole in the fence with a straight on view of where he would lay on his pool deck. Only 2 people in our allotment had a pool. I always wanted to swim in his but never had the guts to go over there and ask. So this is my story.

I Just graduated high school and about to enjoy my summer vacation. My mom is going away for 3 weeks with friends in Las Vegas . So I had the house all to myself . My plan was simple, relax . Watch movies and spy on my neighbor and maybe get lucky . Trying for days here and there to see the Mr. Thompson by his pool, I had no luck.

The day came and my mom said goodbye and behave. I couldn’t wait, the house to myself for 3 weeks! About an hour after my mom left I was outside and heard Mr. Thompson’s sliding glass door shut. I ran to my spot by the fence and was so happy to see him, he was wearing his “Spank” speedo hugging every curve of his hips and ass and just his bulge was visible in the front, his thighs and belly covered most of his speedo. Looking through the hole I started to tug and play with myself, I watched him bend over to put a towel on his lounge chair. The word “spank” on his speedo went from two and half feet wide to three and half feet wide, really stretching out the word on his ass. It was really turning me on, so much I had hit my head on the fence and kinda loudly said “ shit”. I took a quick look through the hole to see if he heard me … it Looked as if he didn’t. I looked away and rubbed my head and went back to the hole to watch the sexy big guy lotion himself up. But he was gone. Getting bummed I was thinking I’d go inside for a bit and maybe catch him later. But I thought one last look . My view was blocked by a bulge of fat from his red speedo making its way to my side of the hole, My mind was racing . Thought oh crap , oh crap. Then I heard the sound of Mr. Thompson clearing his throat, I look up to see him looking over the fence. Mr. Thompson said” Hello Christopher, whatcha doing? In shock and speechless I tried to say I’m sorry but as I was fumbling the words out of my mouth. He said. “ can I speak with you? please come to my gate”. Making the short walk there I had all these thoughts racing in my head . Was he going to tell my mom, Oh please god no.

I make it to his gate and the door casually opens. Mr. Thompson says “ come in “ nervously entering his yard but at the same time I couldn’t keep my eyes off him, my eyes looking up and down his body before making eye contact. I never noticed how big he really was . He was really wide. His speedo stretched to the max. Mr. Thompson shut the gate and gently put his big hand on my shoulder . Which was kinda heavy to say the least. He looks me in the eyes and says “ I was young and curious once too, it’s ok…. I take it you like what you see”.

With his hand still on my shoulder and my resisting urge to grow a boner. I said “ Sir, my mom doesn’t know I am gay. Well no one does. Im not out” I took a deep breath and said “ but bigger guys turn me on and didn’t mean to invade your privacy”. Softly chuckling Mr. Thompson said “ I am glad you feel comfortable enough to come out to me, I am quite flattered “ .

repeatedly saying I’m sorry Mr. Thompson stops me. “Call me Randy, Chris “ he replied . I told Randy that he really has a nice pool and usually I go to the Rec. center down the road to go swimming. Randy replied “not anymore , you are welcome to my pool anytime”. a big smile appears on my face as well as his. Randy said” if you’d like you can join me for a swim now. With out hesitation I said “yes I’d like that, let me go home and change into my swimming trucks” Randy said “ no need, you look about the same size as my nephew,he is scrawny too, he is on the swimming team for a school out of state, I have bathing suit here you can wear” excited by calmly saying “ok,Sounds great “.

I follow Randy into his house, eyes glued to his gigantic ass jiggling with each step, I tripped over his door threshold and did a face plant right into his ass, my nose sinks into his crack through his speedo.

I said embarrassingly “ I am soo sorry, I tripped”. Randy replied “mmm hmmm sure you did,who knows maybe later you will trip and my ass will break your fall again” still embarrassed but laughing. I said “ perhaps” with a grin. (Knowing I have always wanted to rim a big ass but never have, i would rim him for as long as he wanted).

Randy says” ok, bathing suit is on the bed, I’ll see you out side by the pool”. I replied happily “yes sir.”

Looking at the bed I see a Blue speedo. Never wore one but got hard instantly thinking of walking out there in them. I picked it up and noticed it wasn’t a bathing suit it looked like a bikini but for men. Thought what kind of swimming did his nephew do. I Said “screw it” and put them on. It fit really snug revealing my bulge with a semi hard cock and a piece going up my crack.

I walk out side and see Randy sitting on his lounge chair with sun screen lotion. Randy said” come on over, I’ll lather you up so you don’t burn” making my way to him just staring at his belly rolls and big man boobs, my swim suit became tighter. I quickly sat down in front of him on the chair.

“That bikini fits you perfectly “said Randy, as I feel his big hands rubbing my shoulder with sunscreen,making his way towards my lower back, feeling his hands slide around my waist and up my chest.

Randy moaning and making small noise here and there as if he was getting excited. I couldn’t help it. I’ve become rock hard.

Randy said” ok stand up and let me do your ass and thighs . He rubs lotion down my legs and then takes his time on my ass. Randy making a kind of grunting noise . Says” ok turn around “ nervous with my hard on I turn around . “ wow” says randy. I said “ I’m sorry, I can’t help it.. never had a man touch me before. Randy kind of shocked “ really he gasp, hmmm” “yes sir” i said, as his fat lotion fingers slowly move away from my ass.

Randy pats my butt and says “ ok your turn to lather me up”.

I put alot of lotion in my hand as I was going to need it. Took me a while to put the lotion on his body, running my hands through his creases of his fat rolls, He stands up, ass inches away from my face Randy says “ your hands feel so good on my body, you sure know how to use your hands ”. I didn’t understand what he said I was in amazement of his huge ass and the way his speedo rode up his ass. Randy turns around, i spread lotion on his chest, working my way down to his thighs, he can’t see my face due to his big belly but I’m rubbing his thighs up and down, watching his bulge gradually grow… the outline of his penis is showing through this speedo. I so badly just wanted to take his speedo off and put his cock in my mouth. I have fantasized about that for a long time. But I was to much of a wimp to follow through.

We are in the pool, chatting away, his man boobs floating on top of the water.

Randy ask” so where is your mother, I’m sure she would have a fit if she knew you were here”. I said “ she is in Vegas for 3 weeks, so it’s just me .. randy seemed to get excited knowing I was home by myself, biting his lips.

We swam and relaxed for about 30 mins. Randy kinda shouts” oooh you want to make a bet who can hold their breath under water the longest” I said “yes” right away thinking I got this. I can hold my breath for a while. Randy says” great” with a big smile, he says “what do I have to do if I lose”. I already knew what I wanted. I said if I win I get to rim your ass for as long as I want” Randy laughing “ I have no problem with that at all” I said “and you”?

He said “well mine would be more intense, if i win, you have to be my slave for 3 full days” kinda shocked about his proposal on the game, and a moment to think it over I said “ deal”.

Randy with the stop watch says “go”…..i come up gasping for breath. Randy says” 40 seconds, not to bad Chris”, “my turn” he says with a shit eating grin” he goes under and I’m thinking there no way he can beat 40seconds .. he pops his head out of the water very calmly and says “well?, did I win” . Surprised I said” yes you did Randy, you got 45 seconds “ .

Randy immediately saying “ well and bets and bet, how about we get out and I show you something I think you will enjoy”.

We make our way to this door, which leads to a basement, amazed how beautiful the basement was, it had everything , full living room set up and all. “ Randy says” check this out” with a push of a button on the wall a hidden door opens. We walk in he wraps his big meaty arms around my shoulder and says “ well slave what do you think” excited and scared at the same time. I said “ this is pretty cool, you have a lot of stuff, Room seems interesting”. ( walls were full of toys, paddles, bondage straps, basically a well equipped dungeon)

He said “ we will come back to this room later, you had mentioned your bet about your face in my ass”. I said” yes to rim your ass” randy with a big smile says “I think you will enjoy this” we go back to the basement living room, Pointing in a direction he says” check it out” I said Randy. And he cuts me off, he said” it’s sir now” kinda giggling I said “ok sir”. You can tell he really didn’t find that to funny, he is acting a little differently , not the same as when we were outside.

“Randy says” I made this chair for an occasion like this, I Took this leather chair and added an extension and did some modifying, the cushions are only 2 inches thick”.

He removed the seat cushion and the two extended cushions ,puzzled I look at this chair, under the cushion was just a cut out, like I could lay and fit inside . I said “I don’t get it. “

“ let me show you” Randy says.

He picks me up and tosses me over his shoulder, my face against is back,with his big firm hand squeezing my ass very hard, my ass hanging out of the swim bikini I’m still in, places me in the long rectangle box frame and from inside the chair he pulls out straps. Before I can say anything he has already strapped me in. My legs , my waist and was strapping in my head. I said in a panicked voice” is all this necessary Randy” he yelled “ it’s sir boy, you will eventually get it right”. I laid there scared and in silence, thinking to myself I have watch a video kinda like this one, same set up and saaam—- it hit me . I cried out “ sir sir please let me go”.

(I watched this video a lot and jacked off to it but would have never wanted it to be me, told myself I could never handle that.)

I’m strapped in, randy puts the cushions back over my legs and stomach, and reaches behind the couch grabbing a different cushion. It was like a rim seat on springs with a cushioned top with a big hole missing for his comfort.

Randy says “ eagerly so you wanted to rim my ass huh”. Well I got you for 3 whole days.. “

my heart stopped I tried moving and trying to get free but it was no use. He stands right by my head. Smacking his ass. His ass just jiggles for about 10 seconds before it stops. I hear him say “uh ohh” before I could say anything he let if this huge long fart that sounded extremely wet, Randy just laughs , with his hand scratching his ass.

(I remember the video I watched , this was him, he started out the same way in the video)

Yelling and trying to kick, he says” your only going to make it worse boy” he slowly pulls down his Spank speedo, wiggling his big fat ass side to side . He bends over a little and rips another loud fart. This time it hovered over my face , coughing and gagging , I hear SNAP, his damp speedo came unstuck from his ass crack. Randy takes the speedo and wipes his crotch and under his balls , making sure I see this, he bends over and his ass grows double in size. Taking his speedo and wiping his ass with it a few times . He said “ now boy I’m only going to ask one time, open your mouth”. laying there completely covered in a thin layer of his leather cushions other then my face in the open seat,strapped in. what choice did I have, Randy took the speedo making sure he got the crotch and ass part in a woad he shoved it in my mouth. I can taste the fart he just ripped on my tongue. Mumbling my words When trying to speak. He says “ perfect , I’m going to love making you whimper”. While letting loose another smelly fart.

He says “it’s a little chilly down here , let’s turn the heat up some” over hear him say 80 is fine”. My eyes shot wide open,thinking to myself,It is going to be soo hot down here, what is he thinking. walking over towards me, he says”Oh yea, just a warning, I have this issue with my stomach which food in my digestive tract get stuck, usually i take two pills a day to prevent god awful uncontrollable gas”. He Says, “ now I didn’t get a chance to take it today as there was a Pervy boy peeping through the fence” he said smirkingly as a low muffled fart slides out his ass. “so for the next few days I think I’m just gonna put my Meds aside”. With his raunchy speedo still jammed in my mouth, he turns around, I see one of his very large thighs go over my body to the other side of the leather chair, he bends over and spreads his cheeks. I’m shaking as I see his large ass coming my way, he plops down on his chair, The springs from the seat he made gives in and his ass bounces up and down crushing my face until His large ass is hovering over my face at a stand still. my nose about a inch into his big ass, I hear Randy say “ don’t worry boy , this chair goes much much lower, and your body and head can be adjusted to raise up” I’m screaming but his raunchy speedo I loved to see him in masks my voice . Randy smacks the side of his ass, the seat bounces again while he lets out a disgusting fart, the wind and rank odor sprays my face, my eyes watering, gagging and breathing through my nose at the same time. Randy sighs in relief and i hear the tv turn on, his large framed body crushing my body through the two inch cushions, Making it hard for me to breath, fart odor sticking to the walls in my nose.

2 hours go by, it’s unbearably hot, all I smell is his ass. The sweat and fart start to mix, his speedo isn’t drying, it’s only getting soggier filling with ass sweat and farts, I can now taste it.

Trying to yell through his speedo in hopes he may think something is wrong and get up. His ass bouncing on my face as he is laughing. “ Randy says “ how are you doing down there, you ready to start rimming my ass now”.

Thinking maybe he would let me out to do it, he leans forward a little bit. Removing his speedo from my mouth.

“ ahh I can breathe” I said. Randy “ chuckling”.

Think to myself I can get some fresh cool air now, but it was just as hot in the room as it was under his big ass. Randy says” are you ready boy” . He spreads his cheeks as far as he can and sits back down on his seat. I hear a little bit of ruffling, then then seat drops, my face buried in his ass, the weight is to much I can barely move my jaw to open my mouth .

Randy in a stern voice says” what are you waiting for” as he bounces up and down, crushing my face into his now sweat dripping ass, my nose wedged into his crack. I try my best to work my tongue around his hole took all my effort to get my tongue from my mouth to his ass.

his stomach starts gurgling, “ oh boy” is all I hear from Randy, then one after another his stanky ass farts fill my mouth, my cheeks about to explode I have no choice but to swallow his farts, my face is steaming from the heat of his ass. He grabs his ass and spreads it more, my mouth stuck open and puckered to his gas chambered butt. He lets out a monster fart filling my mouth, I started choking.

Randy said” damn boy take it all, I can do this all day with out even trying”.

Few hours go by, I am literally about to pass out. I start feeling my body shutting down.

Randy’s phone rings.. I hear “ hey what’s up, … mmm hm.. yup this Sunday, in two days” he rocks back smothering is ass in my face even more then rocks forward, blowing a 5 second fart before he got up. A loud suction sound echos the basement as my face pops out of his hot sweaty ass crack.

Gagging and chocking he quickly turns around and gives me a little hello wave as he crams the speedo back in my mouth and continues to talk on the phone.

Trying to make out what he is saying, sounds like he was having a cook out on Sunday( day 3, the day I could go home).

I over hear him say “ and oh I got a little treat for you as well in the basement” Randy chuckles “ you know what that means “. He starts laughing ..” no I’m just sitting here on my lovely new seat, yea come on over, ok see you soon”. and ends the call.

Every inch of his body jiggling walking towards me. Randy said” a good buddy of mine is going to stop by for a bit, he is going to love you boy”. Laughing as he farts in my face.

Randy sitting on my chest, removes his speedo and throws it to the side,his belly up against my chin, said” here’s the phone call your mom and check in, don’t say anything or I will tell your mom about the fence”.

Randy hands me the phone.

The conversation last about 3 minutes. She is about to go out and told me to call her for an emergency only.

Looking up at Randy knowing he heard that. I told my mom “ok, have fun , love you”.

Randy snatched the phone out of my hand and said” looks like you won’t be needing “.

feeling my body shake as he farts while sitting on my chest.

Randy said “I know I told you my ass would be the only one you see but sorry boy, you will be seeing plenty of big asses on your face this weekend, your face is just to cute, they will all want to feel your face buried in their asses”.

(Shocked! I thought please no, didn’t want anyone in the world to know what had happened or what was going on.)

Randy re position himself, now sitting on my face , sweat pouring from his body.

The room feels like a hot Arizona summer day. It was insane to think he was actually comfortable. But he was. My face soaked like he just got out of the pool. Eeeekkk sooo wet, the smell .. trying not to puke.

The door bell rings.

Randy said” well that was quick, he must have been bored”.

Randy making his way upstairs , I hear them talking . The main floor crackling and popping as the walk down the stairs, each step from them sounding like a bomb going off.

strapped in the chair and in my bikini still, I see this massive gut lingering over my body, hearing the guy say “ wow he is cute with his hands on his waist”.

A foul smell instantly fills my nose. The smell of non showered ass and crotch and a B.O odor.

Randy leans over me , making sure his slimy sticky boobs are smothering my face as he removes the straps.

Rips a gross deep fart in my face while taking the straps off my body and legs. Even with randy smothering me and his farts in my face , the other guys odor is overpowering .

Thinking there’s no way this guy can sit on my face, he was just to big.

“This is Mark”Randy said. “I have been training him to follow my footsteps”

I see Mark this large insanely hairy guy, looks to be about 25/26 years old, licking his lips as beads of sweat is already pouring down his head and hairy chest.

I take a big gulp, scared to death. Has at least 150 pounds on Randy.

Randy looking at Mark says” how much do you weigh again”

Mark laughing “ I am about 625lbs.

Said” sorry about the odor my plumbing in my house is being repaired so I haven’t showered in 3 days, nor done laundry”

Randy laughs” so you mean to say you been wearing the same pair of underwear?”.

Mark replies “ yes indeed “ with a big grin.

Telling myself this is it, this is the end for me, I’m going to die.

Randy said” well boy you ready, Mark loves to feel a helpless boy under his big hairy ass”

breathing heavy and sweat drops smacking the ground ,

“Don’t worry boy, Mark is not a farter, but 3 days , ouch. Your gonna wish he was”. Randy said.

Mark, having trouble removing his tight briefs, stuck in his thigh creases, strips his briefs off revealing the sweat and skid mark stains and drops it to the ground.”Sploush” . A puddle instantly forming around his breifs.

“Screw this” I said.

Mark now standing over me I see nothing at all but his ass, sweat dripping from his ass hitting my face every 2 seconds .i can strongly smell his ass from where he stands.

Randy says” are you ready”

“ I screamed no”.

I’m not talking to boy, Randy says.

Randy and Mark chuckling, Randy gives Mark a little shove. Mark free falls on my face. Feeling like my nose is broke. He shifts around wiggling into to place before spreading his ass one cheek at a time . Half my body is under his ass. The smell makes me light headed feeling like I’m going to instantly passed out. Randy and mark are just having a normal conversation but to me sounds very vague and sounds like the voices are going in and out, my tongue slides into his raunchy hairy sweat covered ass.

Mark stands. lifting his ass just a little bit so I can breath. Then he falls on my face again, mark fully relaxed, enjoying the feeling of my face crushed under his ass.

Mark said” so what time should I come here on Sunday?”

Randy said” it’s only two days away, why don’t you just stay the night, and you two can enjoy the pool tomorrow, I have to run into work for a few hours tomorrow then I’m free the rest of the weekend”.

Mark very very excited, his ass bouncing up and down “

My face tongue buried so far in his ass my mouth is stuck opened, my jaw pinned under his taint.

says “oh that’s awesome , can he be mine until you come back”.

Randy said” of course Mark,do as you please, show him some of the things you picked up watching me”.

Randy kinda tired says” ok let me have him for a few and he’s all your for the rest of the night.

Over hearing all this” I freak out, he can’t stay the night, he will smother me all night. He stinks so bad.

Randy helping Mark up, his hand slips from the sweat, now his large ass crashes down on my face again, booooooomm, can hear the chair frame cracking . While Randy peeling my face off his ass.

He finally gets up, both laughing their asses off,

Mark puts his briefs back on, sweat still dripping off of them as he pulls them all the way up.he said” can’t let them lose flavor “ looking at me and smiling .

Randy now standing over me, spreads his ass , lets out a long nasty fart, the fart wind getting stronger as his ass falls toward my face.

my face wedged in Randy’s ass they start talking on the couch about what food to bring and who’s all coming. Randy’s ass cheeks vibrating and smacking my face as another fart blast out of his ass.

Mark laughs” you forget the pills again”.

Randy replies” yup, I was distracted earlier today”while chuckling , his ass bouncing on my face.

“Whelp “Randy said, as he gets up, letting out a high pitch fart. I’m off to bed. Take him to the guest room down here when young ready to go to bed” Randy said.

Mark said” that will be no problem, Randy good night”

Randy loudly saying, good night my little fart slave , I will see you tomorrow after work”.

Laying there , barely able to breath and move I just give him a dirty look.

Mark, looks at me , sweating profusely, picks me up and removes the bikini i had on. and sits me on the chair, his briefs making a swooshing sound in between his thighs as he takes a few steps towards me.

Looking at him thinking god he is huge, look at them tits just bouncing.

He sits on my lap, my crotch area instantly soaked from sweat, his odor lingering but not as strong as before. He is facing me with his big hairy belly pressed against my chest.

I make a gasping sound as his full weight is on me. He grabs my head and forces my lips and mouth on his giant hairy boobs, he wraps his big flabby arms around my head . Suck my boob boy” he says.

Can’t really breath, my nose has a small pocket of air in his cleavage I am able breath through while my face is smothered by his sweaty boobs.

Mark is making all these moaning sounds, he takes my hands and wraps them around his waist. Him being so big my hands barely able to grab a sliver of his giant ass. Even though his weight is crushing me , my cock starts to get hard , my cock pulsating between his ass cheeks. ( thinking to myself does he want fucked? I never did any anal before, but the thought of his big ass jiggling all around has me wanting to try it.)

I can tell he likes the feeling of my cock in between his cheeks.

I’m feeling relieved, at least he isnt resting his ass on my face and better yet farting on me . I’m kinda enjoying this moment, not even thinking of Randy.

Mark stands up, lifting his belly and places my head by his crotch. He lets go of his belly and smashes my face into his bulge, the sweat places and Ooozes down my throat . Still disgusted with the sweat filled briefs he has on. I can get passed that I think to myself. He takes my hand and helps me up. I noticed the time on the clock says 1:30am. In disbelief on how late it is, he starts to walk me into the guest room, beads of sweat bouncing off his ass with every step, he turns sideways squeezing through the doorway, a sludge of wetness from sweat covers the door jambs.

Mark bends over a bit to remove his briefs … “spolluuunk” as his underwear hits the ground.

A thought hits me. I can probably get away from him and run home.

I said “ hey Mark I haven’t used the bathroom at all today and I need to go bad.

Mark replies “ I don’t know, how will I know you won’t run off”. I said “ I kinda like you, your sexy and have a great body ”. Mark looks at my like yea right , whatever. He said “ok but then come right back, if you try anything funny you will regret it”.

Acting like i had to pee really bad I quickly walk out the door and then run as fast as I can through the basement and up the stairs. I’m almost home bound Im thinking.

Mark yells”you little shit “.

I’m laughing knowing he can’t catch me .I get to the top of the stairs and turn the knob,

The knob doesn’t turn and I smack my head against the door, quickly trying to turn the knob, I panic ( it’s locked, what the hell). I hear boom… boom… booom… booom.

Mark is halfway up the stairs,butt naked and soaked in sweat he grabs me and gives me a bear hug making his way to the guest room. Tell him to let me and go and calling him every name in the book, he throws me on the bed and locks the door.

Mark angrily said” you messed up big time, I trusted you, only Randy and his friends know where the key is to get out of the basement”.

Gonna be a long night for you and just wait until i tell Randy about your stunt .

Being over it all I said go ahead I don’t care anymore, I’ll tell my mom you guys kidnapped me.

Mark just shaking his head with a evil laugh said” ya know I was going to be nice to you, I know how hard Randy can be sometimes. But you messed up”.

Kneeling down and pulling a suitcase from underneath the bed, he takes out some straps. In fear of what he was going to do . I freeze, thinking at least he won’t fart on me. He quickly ties the straps to my hands and ankles. My hands secured behind my back and my feet in the air he connects a strap to the hand and ankle straps ,laying there pinned he bends over and I look at his big fat round sweaty hairy ass. ( it’s so hot , it’s a perfect gigantic ass), he picks up his briefs. He smells them and makes a squinted face and said” woooo that stinks” and looks at me with a big smile.

He smears and rings it out on my face , this was the most horrid, nastiest , thing that has ever happened to me.

He shoves his briefs in my mouth and then puts a strap around my head making sure I couldn’t spit it out.

Mark climbs into bed, reaching back and lifting my head up a bit he lays on his stomach and lets go of head.

My face falls forward and smashes into his ass,. “Quishh”. He reaches back and grabs his ass and pulls his cheeks apart , my face drops even more into his ass. His ass cheeks from each side crush my face, I couldn’t get my head out even if my hands were free.. he lets out a big fart.. pwwaap! Then said “ good night, sleep well”.

Thinking oh please god just take me. I don’t want to remember this day at all. Mark is fast asleep,

the room is 79 degrees, its unbearable.

I am breathing nothing but ass and tasting nothing but musky ass sweat juice.

After hours of being trapt in his ass I fall asleep.

Awakening to my face bouncing in and out of his ass, the bed is soaking wet from sweat.

He rolls out of bed and I roll with him , feels like my face is glued to his ass, he stand up and bends over , As i fall to the floor still in straps, Mark giving his ass a few shakes my head breaks free.

He undoes the straps.

he is laughing and making fun of me. He said “ wow it’s 11:00am , mmm i slept good , and you?”.

I said “ just fricken peachy fat ass” smacking his ass in my face he said “oh I know you like it”.

The whole basement feels like a sauna but smells like a old porta potty. It was awful.

Mark laying on his side in the guest bed, has my head pinned between his thighs. my face like an inch away from his crotch. while he is watching tv. An hour goes by I here foot steps coming down the stairs. Randy opens the door and busts out laughing .. “ I take it you two had a great night” Randy said.

Mark said “ it was perfect I slept with a face in my ass all night”. Randy shocked saying “ oh really now , I may have try that”

“On another note” Randy states. “ the cookout has been moved to today at 2 pm, I got everything on my way home from work, Jack and Paul couldn’t do tomorrow and I really, really wanted them to come”. Looking at me with a shit evil grin.

Randy said “ so there is a total is 8 of us. We will do the cookout and have game night and relax” Mark exciting said” relax on the new chair right” Randy said” oh but of course, everyone is wanting to try it out, I mean Him out” both laughing .

Mark squeezing my head in his fat thighs. I said “ perfect I can’t wait, I’m looking forward to it, more ass the merrier” in a sarcastic voice”. Randy said” careful what you wish for”

It’s almost 2pm.

Thinking I will be going outside for a bit, “at least I’ll get some fresh air”I said.

Randy said” yes… you would think, but can’t take a chance of you running. As mark told me about last night”

Both Mark and Randy pin me down and strap me into the seat. Randy raises the platform of the chair, sitting a little higher then the actual chair and just pillows under my head this time.

Randy said” no seat today boy, just full ass on your face and body”

Randy said “Let’s see here, Mark weighs the most at 625lbs,

I am about 525lbs. I want to say Steve weighs the least at 460, you like those stats, it’s a buffet of ass for you boy. Enjoy your relax time, everyone will be eager to meet you and will want to eat and skip the pool fun, cooked air if chilly dogs today”.

See ya soon” Randy says.

Mark with his remark” oh I can’t wait, this should be a day to remember”

“Screw you both” I said. As they were walking out the door.

Marks tells Randy “one sec”.

Mark comes up to me, and twisted my nipples. My mouth open as I yell in pain. He swiftly shoves majority of his 4 day old briefs in my mouth.

“Ha! What a fucking loser. Who makes up a nickname? This isn’t WWE.” His friend, Nick, shook his head. “Nah man. He got that name after defeating an entire gym of guys in one night. It’s sick. When he beats you.. he uh… he drops atomic bombs on your face.”

James laughed. “That’s disgusting. This guy ain’t doing that to me.”

“Oh I think I am,” a rough, masculine voice said from behind James. It was his challenger, the Atomic Bomb, flanked by four other guys, probably wrestlers from his gym. “You must be the stink bomb.” James laughed at his own joke. “You ready to go, bitch?”

They went to the gym’s ring. “Before we begin,” started the challenger, “let’s make one thing clear.” He eyed James down hard. “When, not if, I win, I am going to sit on your face with my bare ass and fart. For as long as I want. This is your one chance to back out.”

James laughed hysterically. “Dude you’re a fucking freak. I’m gonna wreck you and make you smell MY ass.”

Nick rang the bell and the two squared off. For the first round, James seemed to be in control, really able to keep out of his opponent’s grasp. He was faster and could dodge the bigger man. However, this wouldn’t last.

When James started to get winded, his opponent revealed he’d been playing the young wrestler. With cat-like reflexes, the bigger man grappled James and pinned him in a matter of seconds.

Nick watched his gym’s best wrestler get taken down, and reluctantly counted him out. It was all over before James could even react. “Wha.. no! Fuck no! There’s no way.”

His challenger laughed, patting his gut. “You lost little man. You know what that means.”

“You… you’re not gonna do this to me. Fuck that!” James was grossed out and angry.

“Boys!” The Atomic Bomb’s posse jumped into the ring and quickly subdued the poor wrestler. “No! Let me go!”

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