Liam decides to give the boys what they want.
Teen wolf stink torture (imported 24-07-19)
Chapter 14
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pridefultiny
"Come on, please please please!" Scott and Theo begged out like children. Liam considered for a second as he shoved the rest of the burrito into his widening mouth. He started to lean forward as his weight went back to being solely on his feet. His large buttcheeks pulled from the bedpost with a practically silent squelch. Standing fully upright, his cheeks stuck out directly above the post and he could even still feel a little bit of the wooden post between them. The part that was still between his cheeks didn't feel the same as the rest did before but he didn't think too much of it due to the boys pressuring him to do it. He did like the idea of having the bedpost digging into his ass while he performed the stunt. Shaking his head with a smile forming on his face he said, "I can't believe I'm doing this again."
Both Scott and Theo began cheering loudly. None of them remembered the reason they were all hanging out but they were having the time of their lives. "CLAP, CLAP, CLAP." Scott and Theo chanted while watching Liam get into position. Liam arched his back and moved his weight to the left while he lifted his right foot a few inches into the air. He stuck a finger into the air to silence the rowdy teens. After they settled down Liam quickly rotated his foot outward and moved it more to the right before whipping it back into its former position. Scott and Theo could see the muscles and fat along his leg following his quick jolt before it moved up his hairy quad until it went under his tight shorts. Within milliseconds, a loud wet SPLAT echoed off the walls of the room as his sweaty right cheek collided with the other. Scott burst out laughing. "Dude that was fucking awesome!" But Liam and Theo had confused expressions.
Stiles felt Liam's gnawing hole start to pull away from him. "Thank god!" He thought to himself. His relief was short-lived as the hole started tugging at his minuscule body. He felt himself sliding out of the hole in the bedpost but at the same time, he slid from Liam's hole. He was suddenly standing free at the top of the post and realized he could move. Dark red still surrounded him as he saw the glutes rising now too. As Liam's cheeks passed the top of the corner piece, they slammed together, knocking the wind out of stiles and lifting him up with them. Stiles felt the buttcheek against his back start to flex, "This can't be good," he thought to himself. He was still trying to gasp in air from having the wind beaten out of him before. He was right that this wouldn't be good as he saw the wall of red in front of him pull away suddenly before swinging back full force. The large moon slammed into him unapologetically. Any air he had left himself as Liam's shorts expelled their overflowing sweat stains. The pain to his body wasn't even the worst part as an explosive blast ricocheted within the ass fat. Stiles' ears rang from the loud noise and his whole world vibrated violently making him grow nauseous. Stiles choked on the vile liquid. that pooled around him "Oh Dear GOD!" He cried out.
"That's nothing compared to how loud it was in the gym earlier. Do it again Liam!" Theo commanded. Liam's face grew red again with embarrassment. "I think it's because of how sweaty I am, it's hot as balls in here," Liam responded forgetting that he had originally felt the bedpost in his crack before, "But okay." Doing the same thing Liam jolted his leg a little harder this time before an even louder splat rang out. Scott still thought it was hilarious and burst out laughing making the other two crack smiles and join in. "It's still impressive sure!" Theo acknowledged, "but when I tell you it clapped earlier... It CLAPPED. "Let's look at it from the other side," Theo said while grabbing Scott's arm and pulling him around to the other side of Liam before they sat on the bed. Liam's ass was right above the bedpost, protruding impressively as always but they finally saw what he meant. Down the center, they could see the red shorts get darker as they got closer to the crack until they disappeared within.
Both of them stared intently at the muscular buttocks. "Okay try again," Theo said. Liam didn't waste time before doing the same thing. This time, Scott and Theo could see the wave of motion moving up his hamstring until it reached the right asscheek. The momentum made the cheek swing out to the right before slamming back into place. An even louder Splat was heard as a splash of sweat shot out from the depths of Liam's buns. As the noise echoed around for the third time they stared transfixed, seeing the cheeks bobble back and forth as ripples moved through the combination of fat and muscle, before slowing to a stop. Both of them started laughing but both secretly really liked what they saw. "Okay, Liam, I think you're right about the sweat but it looks like each time you do it it's wringing your shorts out little by little." Theo continued while Scott agreed. "So I think your best bet is to do it a bunch of times until enough sweat is gone for the normal clap to come back." Liam huffed upon hearing this. "Are you guys sure?" He asked not needing to see that their eyes were glued to his backside. "Oh absolutely," both of them said in sync.
Stiles coughed out still choking on the sweat that drenched him from the first splat. He tried pushing the offensive muscle away from him but it was no use as his hands simply sunk into the flesh. He pushed harder and felt the cheek moving away. "WHAT? Is it really working?" Stiles commended his own strength when the muscle moved out of his arm's reach. He shrieked as it swung back into him like a wrecking ball. Once again the air was forced out of him and hot sweat splattered out all around him. The sweat was soaking into him making his own clothes sopping wet and his eyes start to burn even harder. His ears continued ringing like a bomb went off. The smell was horrible and he tried breathing in through his mouth as best as he could. As the slab before him moved away for the third time, he drank as much air as he could before it came rushing back. As the third splat came crashing into him his mouth was forced open as the air left his lungs yet again. He tried to inhale but the red material of Liam's shorts filled his mouth instead. Still trying to inhale he sucked in through his nose not seeing the sweat from further in the depths of the crack shooting out at him. As he started to breathe in, a single drop came launching at his face and immediately shot up his nostrils. Stiles screamed through the fabric in his mouth as his nasal cavity felt like it caught fire.
"Oh Alright," Liam said before doing the repetitive motion. His leg jolted back and forth making his right cheek slap into his left over and over again. The speed and quantity of ass claps gave his right cheek more momentum than before as it crashed into his flexing left cheek harder. SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT, SLAP SLAP SLAP. "Keep it up, it looks like it's working." Theo encouraged him. With each slam, more sweat squirted from the swampy crack. CLAP, CLAP, CLAP. The loudest percussion yet echoed around the boys as their plan worked. Liam kept the motion going and another CLAP rang out. When this one happened though, instead of sweat, Stiles' shrunken form came shooting out before he landed on the bedpost next to the hole. coughing and gasping ferociously. Liam Stopped his show and looked over his shoulder to see Theo's and Scott's jaws hanging open and their eyes wide. "What can I say? I know how to please a crowd," Liam thought to himself with pride. He thought that they'd be satisfied with the show he just gave as lowered his ass back down to its favorite seat.
"Please, Liam, Scott, God, help." Stiles cried out to anyone. His body was being battered and he had no idea why. "What did I do to deserve this." Stiles whimpered to himself. He couldn't fathom anything worse until the bulging buttocks in front of him swung back out for the fourth time now. Stiles began to plead for it to just kill him and end his torture. The ringing in his ears came back full force at the cheeks once again made contact, but instead of feeling a looming vibration like before the cheek just bounced away without hesitation. "What the fuck?" Stiles tried to inhale but had no time before the massive muscle crashed into him again without pause. Again it launched outward, only further this time before it came swinging back into him like a pendulum. "Dear God! WHAT'S HAPPENING?" Stiles cried in his mind as it repeated the motion, each time it swung out further and came back harder. Stiles lost count of how many times this happened but with each slap of Liam's glute, a new high-pitched ringing started up in Stiles's ears. The sweat didn't have time to reabsorb into the red fabric as it squirted outward pushing Stiles with it. Now towards the outermost part of the cheeks, Stiles could feel each slam even harder. The fat here had the largest swing range and he was pummeled in the death trap. Looking outward, Stiles saw light, he could make out the shapes of Theo and Scott watching his spot with wide smiles. "Fuck You Scott!!!" Stiles screamed in his head this is all your fault. The last clap echoed out behind Stiles before a sound wave came rushing out behind him and launched him out before he crashed back onto the bedpost.
Finally out of his prison of pain, Stiles gagged and gasped out, tears fell from his burning eyes and snot fell from his burning nose. He couldn't hear anything at the moment but he could somewhat still see. He looked up to the Shocked faces of Scott and Theo. Scott's eyes widened even more at the same time a massive smile formed on Theo's face. The light above was blocked out and Stiles flipped over to see Liam's hungry ass descending back over him.
Both Scott and Theo began cheering loudly. None of them remembered the reason they were all hanging out but they were having the time of their lives. "CLAP, CLAP, CLAP." Scott and Theo chanted while watching Liam get into position. Liam arched his back and moved his weight to the left while he lifted his right foot a few inches into the air. He stuck a finger into the air to silence the rowdy teens. After they settled down Liam quickly rotated his foot outward and moved it more to the right before whipping it back into its former position. Scott and Theo could see the muscles and fat along his leg following his quick jolt before it moved up his hairy quad until it went under his tight shorts. Within milliseconds, a loud wet SPLAT echoed off the walls of the room as his sweaty right cheek collided with the other. Scott burst out laughing. "Dude that was fucking awesome!" But Liam and Theo had confused expressions.
Stiles felt Liam's gnawing hole start to pull away from him. "Thank god!" He thought to himself. His relief was short-lived as the hole started tugging at his minuscule body. He felt himself sliding out of the hole in the bedpost but at the same time, he slid from Liam's hole. He was suddenly standing free at the top of the post and realized he could move. Dark red still surrounded him as he saw the glutes rising now too. As Liam's cheeks passed the top of the corner piece, they slammed together, knocking the wind out of stiles and lifting him up with them. Stiles felt the buttcheek against his back start to flex, "This can't be good," he thought to himself. He was still trying to gasp in air from having the wind beaten out of him before. He was right that this wouldn't be good as he saw the wall of red in front of him pull away suddenly before swinging back full force. The large moon slammed into him unapologetically. Any air he had left himself as Liam's shorts expelled their overflowing sweat stains. The pain to his body wasn't even the worst part as an explosive blast ricocheted within the ass fat. Stiles' ears rang from the loud noise and his whole world vibrated violently making him grow nauseous. Stiles choked on the vile liquid. that pooled around him "Oh Dear GOD!" He cried out.
"That's nothing compared to how loud it was in the gym earlier. Do it again Liam!" Theo commanded. Liam's face grew red again with embarrassment. "I think it's because of how sweaty I am, it's hot as balls in here," Liam responded forgetting that he had originally felt the bedpost in his crack before, "But okay." Doing the same thing Liam jolted his leg a little harder this time before an even louder splat rang out. Scott still thought it was hilarious and burst out laughing making the other two crack smiles and join in. "It's still impressive sure!" Theo acknowledged, "but when I tell you it clapped earlier... It CLAPPED. "Let's look at it from the other side," Theo said while grabbing Scott's arm and pulling him around to the other side of Liam before they sat on the bed. Liam's ass was right above the bedpost, protruding impressively as always but they finally saw what he meant. Down the center, they could see the red shorts get darker as they got closer to the crack until they disappeared within.
Both of them stared intently at the muscular buttocks. "Okay try again," Theo said. Liam didn't waste time before doing the same thing. This time, Scott and Theo could see the wave of motion moving up his hamstring until it reached the right asscheek. The momentum made the cheek swing out to the right before slamming back into place. An even louder Splat was heard as a splash of sweat shot out from the depths of Liam's buns. As the noise echoed around for the third time they stared transfixed, seeing the cheeks bobble back and forth as ripples moved through the combination of fat and muscle, before slowing to a stop. Both of them started laughing but both secretly really liked what they saw. "Okay, Liam, I think you're right about the sweat but it looks like each time you do it it's wringing your shorts out little by little." Theo continued while Scott agreed. "So I think your best bet is to do it a bunch of times until enough sweat is gone for the normal clap to come back." Liam huffed upon hearing this. "Are you guys sure?" He asked not needing to see that their eyes were glued to his backside. "Oh absolutely," both of them said in sync.
Stiles coughed out still choking on the sweat that drenched him from the first splat. He tried pushing the offensive muscle away from him but it was no use as his hands simply sunk into the flesh. He pushed harder and felt the cheek moving away. "WHAT? Is it really working?" Stiles commended his own strength when the muscle moved out of his arm's reach. He shrieked as it swung back into him like a wrecking ball. Once again the air was forced out of him and hot sweat splattered out all around him. The sweat was soaking into him making his own clothes sopping wet and his eyes start to burn even harder. His ears continued ringing like a bomb went off. The smell was horrible and he tried breathing in through his mouth as best as he could. As the slab before him moved away for the third time, he drank as much air as he could before it came rushing back. As the third splat came crashing into him his mouth was forced open as the air left his lungs yet again. He tried to inhale but the red material of Liam's shorts filled his mouth instead. Still trying to inhale he sucked in through his nose not seeing the sweat from further in the depths of the crack shooting out at him. As he started to breathe in, a single drop came launching at his face and immediately shot up his nostrils. Stiles screamed through the fabric in his mouth as his nasal cavity felt like it caught fire.
"Oh Alright," Liam said before doing the repetitive motion. His leg jolted back and forth making his right cheek slap into his left over and over again. The speed and quantity of ass claps gave his right cheek more momentum than before as it crashed into his flexing left cheek harder. SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT, SLAP SLAP SLAP. "Keep it up, it looks like it's working." Theo encouraged him. With each slam, more sweat squirted from the swampy crack. CLAP, CLAP, CLAP. The loudest percussion yet echoed around the boys as their plan worked. Liam kept the motion going and another CLAP rang out. When this one happened though, instead of sweat, Stiles' shrunken form came shooting out before he landed on the bedpost next to the hole. coughing and gasping ferociously. Liam Stopped his show and looked over his shoulder to see Theo's and Scott's jaws hanging open and their eyes wide. "What can I say? I know how to please a crowd," Liam thought to himself with pride. He thought that they'd be satisfied with the show he just gave as lowered his ass back down to its favorite seat.
"Please, Liam, Scott, God, help." Stiles cried out to anyone. His body was being battered and he had no idea why. "What did I do to deserve this." Stiles whimpered to himself. He couldn't fathom anything worse until the bulging buttocks in front of him swung back out for the fourth time now. Stiles began to plead for it to just kill him and end his torture. The ringing in his ears came back full force at the cheeks once again made contact, but instead of feeling a looming vibration like before the cheek just bounced away without hesitation. "What the fuck?" Stiles tried to inhale but had no time before the massive muscle crashed into him again without pause. Again it launched outward, only further this time before it came swinging back into him like a pendulum. "Dear God! WHAT'S HAPPENING?" Stiles cried in his mind as it repeated the motion, each time it swung out further and came back harder. Stiles lost count of how many times this happened but with each slap of Liam's glute, a new high-pitched ringing started up in Stiles's ears. The sweat didn't have time to reabsorb into the red fabric as it squirted outward pushing Stiles with it. Now towards the outermost part of the cheeks, Stiles could feel each slam even harder. The fat here had the largest swing range and he was pummeled in the death trap. Looking outward, Stiles saw light, he could make out the shapes of Theo and Scott watching his spot with wide smiles. "Fuck You Scott!!!" Stiles screamed in his head this is all your fault. The last clap echoed out behind Stiles before a sound wave came rushing out behind him and launched him out before he crashed back onto the bedpost.
Finally out of his prison of pain, Stiles gagged and gasped out, tears fell from his burning eyes and snot fell from his burning nose. He couldn't hear anything at the moment but he could somewhat still see. He looked up to the Shocked faces of Scott and Theo. Scott's eyes widened even more at the same time a massive smile formed on Theo's face. The light above was blocked out and Stiles flipped over to see Liam's hungry ass descending back over him.
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