"Okay, Jeremy," he says, his grin widening. "Lets see how many pushups you can do... with me sitting on your back!"
I give him a tired sigh and try to refuse but my body goes against my will and falls down, I get in the position with my back straight, my core straining and my asscheeks flexed.
I feel Zac's soft, pillow like buttcheeks fall down onto my back, as i go down and complete a rep, it jiggles strangely.
"Come on, Jeremy, just twenty, you can do it!" He laughs as he adds his weight to my already strained back.
I start to feel the pressure as my arms tremble, suddenly a burst of air flows on my back.
pshsshfrt!
The sound of Zac ripping ass echoes through the room, making my nose crinkle.The smell is unbearable, a potent mix of sour milk and rotten eggs.
Zac stammers, embarrassed he jumps off from my back and sprints away, yelling "Im sorry!".
I collapse onto the ground, marinating in the stench of Zac's rotten emissions. The stench is so disgusting, i think to myself as a small twitch occurs in my crotch and i become slightly erect.
"I'm sorry, Jeremy!" Zac yells from a safe distance. "It just came out! It was the bean burrito i had, i swear!"
Zac peeks inside and sees my slightly erect crotch.
"Wow, Jeremy, you liked that?" He laughs, pointing at my bulge. "That's so gross! But if you like it, I can sit on you more often!" He says with a devilish smile.
I blush furiously and scramble to get up, trying to hide my erection. "I...uh...no, Zac, that's not it. Your fart was just really...surprising." I manage to murmur, desperately hoping he doesn't catch on.
"Well, if it makes you happy, I can do it again!" He says, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Zac walks up to me and smacks his juicy ass,
"come take a whiff!"
I grit my teeth, "r-really? you... you'd let me sniff your uhm, butt?"
Zac giggles, "Yeah, why not? If it makes you feel good, I'm happy to help out!"
I can't believe this is happening. But the smell is weirdly... tantalizing. I hesitate for a second, my hand inching closer to his ass.
"Go on," Zac eggs me on, his cheeks reddening with excitement. "I dare you, Jeremy!"
With a deep breath, I lean in and take a sniff. The stench is as vile as before, but there's something... different about it now. It's like my body has accepted it, and my mind is playing tricks on me. My nose wrinkles, but I can't deny the arousal growing in my pants.
Its a shitty and eggy rancid stench but its intoxicating and addicting...
"c-can i... kiss it?" I moan as i sniff Zacs butt, my face turning red with embarrassment but my body feeling strangely alive with a mix of arousal and disgust.
"What?" Zac yelps in surprise, but instead of pulling away, he leans closer, his ass wiggling slightly. "You really want to?"
I nod, unable to resist the bizarre urge that's taken over me. He giggles again and turns around, presenting his ass to me. The smell is now overwhelming, but I can't help myself. I lean in and press my lips to his brown asshole, feeling the warmth and softness of his skin against mine.
PSHSHSHRBBRHSRSRT!
Zac farts straight into my mouth, and I can feel the hot, wet air fill my nostrils and throat, the taste of his asshole on my tongue. I gag, but somehow keep my composure as I kiss his hole deeper, my tongue slipping in slightly. He giggles again, his body squirming under the attention.
"Oh, Jeremy, you're so weird," he says, his voice a mix of amusement and excitement. "But I like it."
Zac's cheeks press against my face, the smell of his gas becoming more potent. Despite the overwhelming stench, my arousal doesn't wane. Instead, it seems to fuel it. I start to lick around his asshole, the taste of his shit on my tongue as I explore him with my mouth. His giggles turn into gasps, his body tensing and then relaxing with every foul taste I indulge in.
"Oh my god, that feels so good," he whispers, his voice quivering.