#gassyguys

Collin and Jace are roommates in their first year at BLANK University. Collin is openly gay and studies theatre while Jace is your stereotypical straight dude. He’s 6′4″ with curly brown hair and brown eyes- very, very dreamy. He loves to workout and play sports with his friends, can get any girl (or guy for that matter) he wants, and just overall exudes charisma and confidence. The semester is only about two weeks in, but the two guys have bonded quite well. All it took was a fart.

Collin was cooking something to eat in their shared kitchenette when Jace came home.

“Smells good. What are you cooking?”

“Just some rice and beans. Want some?”

“If you have some left after you’ve had all you want, sure!”

“I’m making plenty, so please help yourself.”

“Awesome, man, thanks!”

Jace sets his bag down and plops face down on the living room couch.

“You okay?” Collin says with a laugh.

“Yeah it’s just been a long morning.”

“Well, it’s Friday! You can chill out all you want.”

“That’s true. Hmm.”

“What?”

“I just remembered I was gonna play basketball with the boys tonight, but I honestly don’t really want to.”

“Girl’s night!”

Jace laughs. “Hell yeah, man!”

“The rice and beans are done for whenever you want it!”

“Bet.”

They both grab a bowl and fill it with food and sit down. The two talk, eat, and watch tv when Collin says,

“Ah shit!”

“What?”

“I spilt on my pants. Ugh and all my laundry is in the wash.

It’s not that big of a deal. We’re inside and it’s just us.”

“I guess. I just feel gross haha”

“Want a pair of shorts or something?”

“Sure, actually. Thank you!”

Jace smiles and goes into his room and comes back with a pair of black basketball shorts. He hands them to Collin in a ceremonial manner, with a bow.

Collin laughs and takes the shorts.

“Thanks bae.”

Jace smooches at Collin. “No problem buddy.”

Collin doesn’t usually wear athletic clothing like that, but it’s a chance for him to feel like one of his “bros”, so he takes his dirty pants off and slides the shorts on. Once they’re done eating, they put their bowls in the sink and go to the couch to watch more tv. Jace leans over to Collin and asks,

“Wait wait dude... do you hear that?”

“Hear what?”

PPPPBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT

A monstrous 8 second fart fires out of Jace’s basketball short cladded ass.

“Excuse me” he said with a grin.

“That was huge oh my God”

“Eh, it was alright.”

“I am afraid of you.”

“I’m harmless.” He gives a wink. “My brother on the other hand, his farts are fucking insane. He once sat on me and farted until I passed out.”

Collin laughs. “I can’t imagine you never fought back.”

“He’s a few years older than me so I never had the chance until I was like 16. But once I got strong enough to, you bet I pinned him down and gave him a taste of what he had been giving me my whole life. Also, sorry I didn’t warn you.”

“Warn me for what?”

BBBBBBBRRR

“That.”

Suddenly, Collin feels something in his stomach. He has never been much of a farter, but he felt one coming and wanted to bond with his new friend.

“That’s okay. Because I didn’t warn you about this.” BRRBRRRRTBBT.

“DUDE! I never thought I’d hear you fart.” 

“I’m usually embarrassed by it so I only do it while I’m alone.”

“That was awesome though!”

“You’re too much.”

They go back to watching.

Collin feels something again. He turns to Jace and with a grin hikes his leg up.

BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.      BRRRRPP

“Two in a row?”

BRP. “Three.”

Jace sees what’s happening. The friendly competition is about to begin.

Jace, without losing focus, leans with his ass towards Collin.

“Hey no aimin-”

PPPPPPRRRRBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRR

“Beat that. Wait wait wait-” BBBBBBBRBRBRBRBR BRBRBRBRBR RBBRBRBR BR

“And those.”

Collin tries to push. “Fuck, I don’t have any more.”

“Cool dude, I do.” GRGBBBBFFFBBBBBRRBRTRBTRBTRBTRpppppbbttBRAP

He then lets out an exaggerated sigh.

A few moments go by without any farts, and Collin thinks it’s his time to shine. Like Jace did before, he leans with his ass toward Jace. Without realizing though, Jace was doing the same. The two dudes let out an explosive fart at the exact same time.

BBBBBBRBRBRRBBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBR

BRBRBRBRBBBPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBRRRRRPPPPPPPPFFFFFGGBRBR

Collin’s fart lasted longer, but the guys were too amazed at the synchronicity of their gas to give it much attention.

“Dude!” Jace said as he and Collin high five.

“If only mine wasn’t longer and more powerful than yours, our souls would be like intertwined but with farts.”

“Okay showoff.” Jace says with a laugh and a punch to Collin’s arm.

“Why’d you wait so long to fart in front of me?”

“You waited to fart in front of me too, dude.”

“Well yeah because I’m self conscious. You fart loud and proud.”

“I didn’t want to gross you out before we became friends. “

They laugh.

But now that we are...

Jace turns his head to Collin and gives him a mischievous grin. He stands up in a squat and seemingly without any effort at all releases one of the biggest farts Collin has ever heard.

PPPPPPPPRRRRBRBRBRBRBBBBBBBBBAAAAABABABABPPPPERRRRRRGRBGRBGRBRGBRGBRGRBGRBGRBGRBGRBGRBRGBRGBRGBRGRBGRBRGBRG

“Holy fuck, dude. That even shocked me.”

“Yeah holy shit. Did you shit?”

“Psh. Nah bro, I’m all air.” He then swiftly pushes his ass towards Collin and lets out a cute little poot. Collin slaps Jace’s ass away and he laughs.

“Collin I have a favor to ask you.”

“What could it possibly be?”

Jace extends his pointer finger to Collin. “Pull this please.”

He does so and Jace releases another rancid fart.

“Is the contest still going on? You have a lot to catch up-”

BBUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP

Collin releases a huge, nasty sounding burp that ends in a cute grin.

“Oh we’re getting into another territory now. Watch this.”

Jace stands up and breathes in a big gulp of air. At the same time, he sucks in some more air through his ass, which is loud enough for Collin to hear.

“Wait, you can do this shit on command?”-

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAHBHBHBHBHBHBHBHBHBH

PPRRRRRBBBBBBTTBTBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBB

He lets out a massive burp and fart at the same time.

“You win.”

“I know. But it was fun getting you out of your shell.” He smiles and rustles Collin’s hair. “I’m gonna go take a nap.”

“Okay!”

Jace lets something else out, although it’s not gas.

“Hey, um, would you want to take one with me?”

“Sure! but why”

“I’m in the mood to cuddle.”

Collin stares at Jace. “Sure, why not. But can it be in my room? Yours is kind of hot.”

“Whatever you want.”

“Cool cool cool. Oh, and don’t dutch oven me or I’ll bite your dick off.”

“Oh don’t worry. I absolutely will be doing that.”

Collin rolls his eyes and Jace laughs. As they get to the bedroom door, Jace walks into the back of Collin, who immediately takes the moment to rip a nasty sounding fart on Jace’s crotch.

“Dude, I’m so sorry it just slipped out.” Collin says as he opens his door.

“Oh, it’s really on now.”

the different possibilities depending on how your friend is like too? a friend who thinks it’s funny as hell, ripping the nastiest, sloppiest gas and taking joy in the fact your face is Right There. they even stop abruptly in the middle of crawling; causing your oblivious face to get engulfed by their ass before a stream of wet, raunchy farts rumble out, just for you.

or having a friend who’s incredibly shy about farting but really, Really has to. like - desperately. the sound of their stomach gurgling practically reverberates off the vent walls, and you assure them it’s okay if they have to. it’s a human function. but they keep protesting and holding it to the point where you can see their knees shaking before at some point they just freeze in place (also inadvertently making you stumble into their ass) and mumble a “sorry” before an absolute barrage of hot, absolutely putrid smelling gas assaults your senses, leaving you dizzy as the air goes thick and humid..

I will be sharing stories from when my ex used to rip ass in front of me. This is the introduction post.

i remember when i told my ex about my fetish for farts for the first time. it was when he farted in front of me for the first time ever, actually.

for context, i am in a wheelchair and have cerebral palsy.

i remember we came back from his parents place from having dinner with them. i was on his computer changing his password for him on some streaming service. i had told him in the past while knowing him it’s okay to fart in front of me, i wont judge as i am a gassy person myself. he kept that in the back of his mind for what im about to tell you.

as i finished changing the password for him, he came up behind the chair i was sitting in, towering over me, as he leans to kiss my head to thank me, he rips the loudest, semi-long fart and begins to laugh hysterically. at that moment, i feel my dick starting to get aroused so i quickly adjust myself when he’s still laughing, almost in tears from laughing so hard.

surprisingly, it didn’t smell at all. we laugh together, then after a few minutes i told him i needed to tell him something, but im really scared to. he then transfers me onto the couch with him and reassures me that i can tell him anything without judgement. i then took a deep breath and confessed about my fetish, almost like im rushing to get it out, saying it really fast. he holds my hands and asks me to slow down, so that is when i told him, “i have a fetish for guys farting and i’m just really scared for being judged. you’re the first person i’ve confessed this in real life to.” he then hugged me and began to ask me questions.

“what is it about farts you like?”

i then told him how it’s mainly the sound for me, as i wasn’t comfortable with smelling or face-sitting, don’t know if i still am or not yet.

he asked me to give scenarios and situation examples, so i pointed out what he just did a few minutes prior was very hot and arousing to me, him leaning his butt to one side when sitting, feeling him fart as i sit in his lap, farting in the car while driving, him trying to get my attention to hear him fart, holding in farts for when we’re alone in public, that kind of thing.

he then hugged me and smiled and thanked me again for expressing myself and reassured me that he doesn’t judge me at all. as i begin to let go from the sweet embrace, he holds me tighter and says, “ready?” he says quickly before letting out a muffled fart on the couch and then gives me a kiss and wink before the smell hits and we both laugh in disbelief (lolol)

i then became aroused and we had sex.

in the course of our relationship he would do the following:

- would fart openly when he had to and would blame it on me, even when his best friends would be over, jokingly blaming them as well. especially when gaming online, with his buddies.

- would cuddle me and fart every morning to make sure i felt it and heard it. sometimes it would lead to humping and farting also.

- would publicly fart in isles when it would just be the two of us and jokingly blame it on me.

- would fart in the car, often when entering and exiting.

- sometimes he would jokingly fart in my face, laugh and then feel bad and kiss me and apologize.

like i previously stated, it’s mainly the sound for me that arouses me, but now that i’ve been reading a lot of other posts and seeing a lot of more fetish content on other socials, it’s got me curious and open to the idea of fart-sniffing / face-sitting. it’s still a lingering feeling of curiosity though. but i would be open to at least trying it one day, i think.

i miss him and his farts to be honest, but i know ill find someone just the same, maybe even gassier than him.

so this concludes the time i first opened up to my ex about my fart fetish. :)

my name is literally gashotbox so uve come to the right person for sure. car farts will never get old - and the concept that always gets me going is so simple. literally just the driver pushing rank, nasty, bubbly gas into the car seat; maybe they have their legs spread wide in a manspread, hips slightly tilted upwards. or maybe they're at a red light and their leg is fully cocked up on the dashboard, unabashedly ripping ass. and of course the other person in the car is protesting madly as the muggy, humid haze of rotten eggs and stale shit overtakes the car- and the driver's only response is to laugh and lock the windows as their passenger looks on with despair. (and everyone will assume that they just have their heater on when the windows start to steam.)