Gay fart stories

"This time, get in there and sniff it. I could still feel the warm moisture of the sock on my lips. Colin pushed his toes against my lips. The first was Derek, a gay friend of his. I could smell his nasty feet immediately, and he made it worse by placing a foot against my nose. He grabbed my arm and forced me into a lying position.

"I'm getting food, but I'm definitely gonna join in on this." He walked through to the kitchen, and I sighed. Unfortunately, Colin was waiting for me. He put one foot over my nose, his sock full of stinky, sweaty moisture.

As Matthew farted a fourth time, Alex held back groans. "I needed that, and I think you did, too." I kept my mouth shut, so the fart didn't invade that, too.

I can't believe I was doing this. However, he was saved - ironically - by the arrival of his third tormentor, Jared. It was the first time I'd told anyone. Men fart," said Matt. He was wearing only a pair of bright yellow gym shorts, his pale, doughy form shirtless and his big feet bare. Then Matt farted. Derek had brown eyes and black hair, wore a new pair skinny jeans everyday.

"Really?" Matt nodded, his mouth full.

School Boy Fart Torture

"Have a good day, Alex!" Alex's mother called out to him as he walked out the house. I lay miserable in the cloud of fart created by these two nasty men. "Bad move, fag." Colin dropped his bare ass onto my face, my nose slipping right into his crack. "I have a witness." "Dude, don't be such a pussy," said Matt. "Kiss it and I let you through." "No! As his ass begins to touch your lips, you moan in disgust, now tasting his gas as well. He sighs with both relief and what seems to be pleasure, and gets off of you. "I need to go lay down or vomit.