Lounging with the Lil' Guy

He lifted his ass in your face, wiggling it a bit while barely hiding a laugh. When he finally sits on you –with the grace of a king sitting on his throne– he scoots his ass around.
You can't help but be enticed. His ass looked so beautiful and round, muscular, but it reeks. Like someone who's been working out and jacking off without showering. The smell is so raunchy it reminds you of a truckstop bathroom. It's so strong and acrid.
He shimmies his ass one final time, giving some nice wiggles for you, as if you weren’t aroused enough from the mere presence of the immense butt. You wiggle around before your ears fill with a deafening blast!

BBBBPPPPPPPBBPPPPPTTTTFFTTTHTHFFPPPT!!

He rips a massive fart all over your puny body; gusts of hot gas swirl all around his crack, condensing all over your poor little body, subjected to the most debilitating gas you've ever witnessed. Brutus bends over, rubbing his round belly to get rid of more of the hot gas before it quaks and ripples against your defenseless skin. When the gassy big bully slowly bends back up, his titanic cheeks engulf you and hides you from view. You can't do anything against this giant, as he barely has to put effort into his control of you.

You grumble and beg, grimacing as you try and turn your flushed face, somehow thinking that might help a bit in keeping the powerful stink out of your nose. You look down to guage how noticeable your trouser-tent is. You can't see it, but you can feel that thing bulging and begging for more, working against your brain. Oh yeah, while your dick may be a bit small right now, there's no mistaking that you were deeply aroused by that blast. And it's the fact he just doesn't seem to care. It's so revolting, humiliating, and he just doesn't care. Tears fill your eyes and your hands tremble as they each lay against his big, hairy cheeks, barely resisting the urge to stroke yourself. Embarrassed, you feign disgust at the sound, but internally wish that the emissions continue.
"Yeahhh, ha ha ha! Plenty more where that came from kid."
He coldly rubs his butt on you, slowly. Your knees shake as much as they can, your prick throbs hard and you gasp in the hot, humid gas, like air from a sauna, that quickly clouds your vision. All you want to do is rub one off. It's hard to be subtle about it now.

BBBBFFFFFPPPppppPPPpppfffffFffttptttfffff fff ffffff…

Finally, the storm dies down and the noxious fog begins to slowly creep between the pores of your skin.
He's very bubbly and gassy, ripping fart after fart, barely able to hold back. Whenever he holds it in, it results in a massive blast, releasing all at once.
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Before you knew it, he'd been sitting on you for at least 20 minutes. And you don't think he's getting up any time soon.

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