Hello people, I am TheFlagofVictory (my friends call me Flag) I write these stories because they are my deepest dark fantasies. Before you read my story I should warn you that they may seem quite bizarre to the average person. I am attracted to the smell of farts, it turns me on. My friends don't understand my fascination with this matter either so I've decided to post some of my fantasies on the internet. I hope you will all enjoy my story.
TV, Beer and Farts
I was lying on the couch watching TV with my roommate and a friend of his. We were watching a football game, just three guys drinking beer and eating chips. So far everything seemed normal. My roommate, let’s call him Chris, stood up from the TV and walked past me to get a new beer from the fridge. He turned towards me and asked “Hey Flag, do you want another beer bro?” I replied telling him no because I still had half a beer. Then he turned away from me pointing his ass at the direction of my head. While his ass was close to my face he blew out an incredibly loud and smelly fart, after that he turned back and smiled at me. His friend Mike was laughing his socks off. But I wasn’t bothered by the fart - being a particulary raunchy individual I like the smell of a man’s ass and I enjoy the smell of farts. So I just smiled back at Chris unaffected. He glanced at me for a while and I noticed a strange look in his eyes. Then he proceeded to go to the fridge to get his cold beer. When Chris came back from the fridge he walked past me again. This time he bent forward with his ass turned to my face and let loose an even louder fart. Both him and Mike were laughing at me again as I sat quietly inhaling the stench of my roommates bowels. I couldn’t help it but I was starting to get a stiffy.
We spend another ten minutes watching the game, and just as the air was starting to clear up around me Mike said he needed another beer. He was giggling and exchanging looks with Chris and I could hear Chris say “do it man.” Without further ado Mike got up. And of course to get to the fridge his ass would have to come past my face again… A shiver crept up my back as he walked past me. He had his ass turned towards my face. But he didn’t fart! He just walked past me to the fridge to get his beer. I started feeling very strange but not what I would call uncomfortable. When he returned he looked me straight in the eyes and it seemed as if he wanted to tell me something. Suddenly he jumped on me pressing his ass firmly against my face. I couldn’t move, he had me under his control. Then he let loose a wild series of farts. The first one was just a small one, it wasn’t very loud. But the second fart was very determined, it was long and hard and I could feel the warmth of his bowels on my face. Then there were more farts, each contributing to the bitter sweet scent that penetrated my nostrils. I opened my mouth to gasp for air but all it got was the taste of fart in my mouth. I felt so helpless but at the same time I couldn’t help but enjoy it.
After about eight or nine farts Mike’s ass was empty, his last two farts were short but still loud. He got off me and all I could smell and taste was farts. I felt dizzy inhaling so much and it was as if his farts were sticking to my face. After that I thought it was over, my cock was throbbing hard in my pants and I wanted to go jerk off, but the party had only just begun. “Hold him down for me Mike” said Chris. And as Mike held me back Chris sat with his ass on my face and began farting again. It was too much for me too handle, at a certain point I wanted to throw up but my cock just kept raging in my pants so I passively accepted the abuse. I couldn’t move and my shouts, if I would have shouted, would be muffled under Chris large butt. Both young men cheered as they exposed my nose to the most disgusting smells they could produce. Then Mike noticed the growing bulge in my pants. “Well well Flag, what do we have here buddy?” he said as he placed his hand on my stiff crotch. I didn’t know how to respond, I was fully aware that they had caught me red-handed and there was no point in denying it. “Sorry guys, it’s just that… this turns me on!” I mumbled from underneath Chris ass. “That’s ok Flag,” said Mike “we’re into this too, why do you think we started this?” Then he unzipped my pants, took out my moderately sized penis and started sucking on it. “Hey Flag,” said Chris “it seems you’ll be getting your Victory tonight buddy!” and he continued his endless farts in my face again. After that we spend the whole night sucking, fucking and farting. The next morning when I woke up there were cumstains and shitstains all over the sheets and the whole room still smelled of farts. I kept all the windows closed for several days to preserve the smell and keep the sweet memories.