Gassy

Russell scrolled through social media, his cock getting harder as he perused the many hot pictures of guys with their shirt off, ass out or bulge showing. Being that bit older, Russell could only dream of being with guys as hot and young as them. The only time they were interested was when they were exploring some daddy fetish that he wanted no part in, so instead Russell was resigned to jerking off to their social media pages. Russell had been scrolling for only 5 minutes when he stopped and his cock strained as it became fully erect at just the sight of the picture.

It had to be the best looking ass Russell had ever seen, huge, round, plump and framed with a bright orange thong. Russell was almost salivating as he started to jerk off, thinking of how he would rim and fuck such a glorious piece of booty meat, how the jock would moan in pleasure as he teased the magnificent ass with is tongue  and how he beg to be fucked by such a strong, older man. As Russell continued to jerk he was unaware of the green smoke creeping in, his lustful gaze was too focussed on the ripe booty and it was only a matter of time before it got the better of him. With another few strokes Russell moaned and let out his desire.

“If only I could get a taste of that ass” Russell groaned. Instantly green smoke engulfed him and within seconds Russell was no longer in his bedroom scrolling on his phone but standing up and watching a familiar guy on the phone.

The guy was facing the other way and he was scrolling happily, seemingly unaware or not bothered by Russell’s presence. Russell was still reeling from the fact that he was no longer masturbating in the privacy of his own home but now in a stranger’s bedroom. Plus, the guy seemed familiar, but more importantly so did his ass, even though it was in jeans, it was still rather plump and round. Russell wanted to get the man’s attention but his body wouldn’t allow him to speak, it in fact it wouldn’t even allow him to move. Russell began agitatedly fighting at his invisible bonds and trying desperately to call out to the guy in front of him, yet it was useless no matter what he tried he remained firmly still and quiet. Russell had just about given up hope when the guy on the phone in front of him turned his head, looked him directly in the eyes and nodded towards the floor. 

Like a secret signal Russell found his body moving on its own, as he walked towards the man and got down on his knees. Russell was confused and terrified at his lack of control, but the man standing in front of him saw it as mundane and routine as he cradled the phone on his ear and shoulder and used both his hands to pull the back of his jeans down. 

Russell instantly recognised the ass in front of him, although it appeared that some photoshop and filters had been used on it when it was posted to social media, but it was the ass he was jerking off to only moments ago. It also became very clear to Russell that unlike the picture, the ass had not been shaven or washed for some time as a musky, odour drifted out of the fuzzy, sweaty crack. If Russell had not been somehow transported to the ass, if he had control over his body and if it didn’t smell like the owner had recently been eating Mexican food Russell would have been thrilled to be in the situation but now it was almost like a nightmare. Russell was only inches away from the stinking, bubbly booty and the smell was already driving him insane, but worse was the fact that he was just sitting there staring at the unwashed ass unable to do a thing. That was until the man above snapped his fingers and Russell attacked the fat, smelly booty like an animal, his tongue instantly shooting into the musty, dirty asshole. Russell was overwhelmed as the gross taste coated his tongue as well as the fact that his body would not let up with its violent rimming of the unwashed butt. Even as Russell felt the rigid ring of muscle begin to relax and the deep rumbling coming from above, he could not get his body to stop or pull away instead his tongue remained out, his mouth open and his face ready to receive as the jock unleashed a grumbling, bassy fart. 

Russell wanted to scream as the hot, vile air rushed up his nose and into his mouth, never had he experienced anything quite so disgusting. Yet instead of gagging and pulling away his body inhaled deeply and continued to lick and sniff at the foul damp ass, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the jock above and causing him to release another fart.  Russell was screeching internally as he continued to smell and taste the putrid ass of the jock, he could do nothing but continue to pleasure the muscular model even as he unleashed another spluttering ass blast. For twenty seven long minutes Russell continued to rim and sniff the rank, hairy, unwashed ass and every ten seconds or so he was blasted with another burning, heavy foul fart. Russell was in tears and his nose was on fire from the constant assault of methane but still he could do nothing but rim. With another snap from above Russell suddenly stopped and removed his arse sweat covered face from the musky cheeks. He watched helplessly as he saw the jock head to the en-suite bathroom, he then heard the cacophony of grunts and splashes but no flush.  

Russell broke down as he saw the jock emerge once more however, this time he was naked. The smell from the bathroom instantly infected the room and Russell knew what he was going to have to do next. With a commanding tone the man with the chunky, smelly booty spoke

“Asslicker. Bed. Now.”

Without hesitation Russell jumped and positioned himself on the bed, his head lying flat and looking up at his new owner. The young muscular guy didn’t even look at his new ass slave but instead roughly slammed his dirty unwiped ass onto Russell’s face, enjoying its muffled pleas of mercy.

The trickster laughed as it fed on the desire fulfilled, Russell would be lucky enough to be getting more than just a taste, he’d be getting at least seven meals a day, all of the, stinky, fat, farting bubble butt.