After Liam sits down again, they tell him what ...
Teen wolf stink torture (imported 24-07-19)
Chapter 15
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pridefultiny
Scott is too slow to react as he watches Liam's asscheeks spread apart before coming back down. He heard Stiles gasp out before the post holding him dug right back into the center of Liam's drenched crack. Theo next to him burst out laughing at seeing the same thing. Scott started to feel bad though, he didn't intend to put Stiles through this much when he invited his friends over. He just thought they'd fart and burp on him a few times but Stiles looked like he had actually been in pain from Liam's massive glutes. He quickly got up and went to face Liam so he could explain what happened and he would stop crushing his best friend.
Stiles let out a whimper at seeing the cheeks begin a expand and approach yet again. He was still coughing and trying to gain his composure from the torture he just went through. His nose and eyes were burning still and his ears were still ringing as he tried to process that he was about to be back in the same situation. He only had time to let out a gasp and inhale again before the soaked fabric wrapped around him. The post carried him up into the wretched swamp yet again as his upper body was once again pressed against Liam's unaware asshole.
Scott began to fill in Theo and Liam on what had happened with Stiles. Theo laughed hysterically at hearing how Scott had farted on him a bunch without even knowing. right after he mentioned that though Liam and Theo both gripped their own stomachs as a loud groaning sounded out in the room. "Speaking of," Theo said before he winced and pushed out a loud FRRRRRAP, and got a laugh from the other boys. Scott finished his story by explaining how he stuck Stiles in the post before they had arrived. Liam's eyebrow lifted skeptically as he realized that meant Stiles was stuck up his ass right now.
"I gotta say, Scott, out of all the jokes and pranks you've pulled on me this has got to be the weirdest," Liam said. Scott realized he didn't believe his story at all. "I'll give you points for creativity though." Liam continued. Theo couldn't stop himself from laughing more from his spot on the bed.
"He's really down there! You gotta believe me!" Scott said sounding desperate.
Liam started to wiggle around on the post and clench his rectum and glutes to see if he felt anything. He moved up then back down and felt part of the post slip up into his asshole just like it did before, once again he smiled and clenched around it a few times liking the feeling, but as far as he could tell, there was no Stiles to be found. Theo clutched his stomach as he laughed even harder when he saw Liam wiggling on the post from the back. More groaning was heard as Theo and Liam were struggling to digest the copious amount of bean and cheese burritos they had just eaten.
Stiles was trying to breathe around the sheer amount of sweat. The vile fluid was pooling all around him and it seemed like it just kept coming. He could barely hear the voices of his 'friends' talking above him but they only came out as murmurs. He was in intense pain from the weight of Liam's asshole pressing down into him and the fatty cheeks clutching at his sides. Suddenly the body as a whole above him started moving back and forth. The cheeks somehow separated further and the asshole pushed down harder. Stiles could feel the expansive ring through the fabric as it clenched repeatedly against his chest.
Trying to escape seemed futile yet he tried anyway. Stiles started to push up so that maybe he could scoot away. He was finally able to as the asshole bearing down on him lifted away for a brief moment. Stiles sat up and tried to breathe in the rancid environment. His relief was short-lived as the fleshy ring came back down right over him. Stiles's whole upper body was shoved up into Liam's rectum. The red material of Liam's silky shorts wrapped all around Stiles, being the only thing keeping him from getting sucked up, as he felt hot flesh trying to consume him. The strong muscle around his torso flexed and gnawed on his body. Stiles cried out in pain from the intense pressure. The smell of old shit surrounded him making him gag as it clicked for Stiles that he was once again halfway up another man's asshole. Taking shallow breaths, he realized his situation was only getting worse when he heard loud gurgling and groaning emanating from the depths above.
"I don't feel anything down there except for the bedpost," Liam said while wincing from the growing pain in his gut as his intestines gurgled out more, getting louder and louder. It was Scott's turn to raise his eyebrows in disbelief. Liam clenched his asshole hard trying to prevent his gas from escaping for a moment longer. "But I will say if Stiles were shoved up my asscrack then it's about to get way worse for him." Liam let out a sigh and without pause, a loud chainsaw sound came out from the depths of Liam's ass. Liam's loud fart kept going as he relaxed his guts and let loose. It was close to fifteen seconds before the sound finally slowed but Liam began to grunt and he bore down. The chainsaw sound sped back up and got louder as he clenched his gut to expel more gas. Now trying to push it out Liam was able to double the length of his fart as it went on for another whole fifteen seconds. The extraneous blast finally ended and Liam let out another sigh, "I feel much better now." There was a pause before all three of the boys began laughing uncontrollably.
Stiles thrashed around trying to avoid the inevitable. "Please, God not again!" Stiles prayed while remembering what Scott had put him through before that only lead him to this moment. He could feel the anal canal around him start to tremble. Stiles himself began to tremble in fear. He didn't want to have to inhale what was about to come so he went against his instincts and took a deep breath. inhaling through his mouth, Stiles could taste pure shit and felt his lungs start to burn as they inflated with the vile air. He closed his mouth and held his breath waiting for the gaseous explosion. His lungs ached from holding it in but he knew this would be better than the air that was about to come.
Without warning the ring of muscle around his stomach and chest tightened greatly forcing out all the air he was trying to hold like a balloon. The ring stayed clamped around him preventing him from inhaling as he thrashed around. He felt his surrounding getting hotter as the pressure began to increase. A dense hot gas filled the Canal he was trapped in as the clenching asshole kept anything from escaping. Stiles thrashed harder now, his senses were overloaded with the stench of spoiled milk. The grip around his midsection finally loosened as the hot air came belting out. Stiles felt like his lungs would pop from the sudden influx of pressure as Liam's fart was forcing itself upon him. The flesh around him flabbed open and closed making Stiles' lungs inflate and deflate over and over again, which caused a loud chainsaw sound to echo in his ears. He thought it would be over soon but the gas continued coming out making his lungs suck up the rancid fumes repeatedly.
The sound finally began to lessen and Stile thought his torture was going to end before the muscles above him clenched and pushed more gas out faster now. It felt never-ending and Stiles wished he could just die but here he was inhaling and exhaling Liam's lactose fart against his will. His eyes stung somehow even more and his whole body burned and ached from the beating. He felt like he was losing his mind from how long the torture persisted. He couldn't think about or even remember anything other than flatulence. Maybe he did die and this was his hell, an eternity of cheese-fueled gas. A fart this long didn't even seem possible but here was his living proof, consuming his senses and now his mind. Just as abruptly as it started, it ended and Stiles felt the area around him begin to settle. He was still gasping out trying to find any semblance of air when he heard boisterous laughter reverberating all around him. "Those sick FUCKS" he thought to himself. This was all a joke to them. He was here losing his goddamn mind and the 'buddies' above were getting a kick out of it.
Theo was trying to catch his breath from laughing so hard, he couldn't believe Liam just did that to Stiles but he was loving it and wanted the torture to continue. Scott felt bad for laughing but couldn't hold back, that was hilarious, he did still want to make sure that Stiles was okay though. Liam had no idea why Scott made up the whole story about Stiles but he thought it was a funny concept, he didn't normally laugh at farts as much as the two older teens did but he did find humor in this as he went back to clenching around the bedpost.
Stiles let out a whimper at seeing the cheeks begin a expand and approach yet again. He was still coughing and trying to gain his composure from the torture he just went through. His nose and eyes were burning still and his ears were still ringing as he tried to process that he was about to be back in the same situation. He only had time to let out a gasp and inhale again before the soaked fabric wrapped around him. The post carried him up into the wretched swamp yet again as his upper body was once again pressed against Liam's unaware asshole.
Scott began to fill in Theo and Liam on what had happened with Stiles. Theo laughed hysterically at hearing how Scott had farted on him a bunch without even knowing. right after he mentioned that though Liam and Theo both gripped their own stomachs as a loud groaning sounded out in the room. "Speaking of," Theo said before he winced and pushed out a loud FRRRRRAP, and got a laugh from the other boys. Scott finished his story by explaining how he stuck Stiles in the post before they had arrived. Liam's eyebrow lifted skeptically as he realized that meant Stiles was stuck up his ass right now.
"I gotta say, Scott, out of all the jokes and pranks you've pulled on me this has got to be the weirdest," Liam said. Scott realized he didn't believe his story at all. "I'll give you points for creativity though." Liam continued. Theo couldn't stop himself from laughing more from his spot on the bed.
"He's really down there! You gotta believe me!" Scott said sounding desperate.
Liam started to wiggle around on the post and clench his rectum and glutes to see if he felt anything. He moved up then back down and felt part of the post slip up into his asshole just like it did before, once again he smiled and clenched around it a few times liking the feeling, but as far as he could tell, there was no Stiles to be found. Theo clutched his stomach as he laughed even harder when he saw Liam wiggling on the post from the back. More groaning was heard as Theo and Liam were struggling to digest the copious amount of bean and cheese burritos they had just eaten.
Stiles was trying to breathe around the sheer amount of sweat. The vile fluid was pooling all around him and it seemed like it just kept coming. He could barely hear the voices of his 'friends' talking above him but they only came out as murmurs. He was in intense pain from the weight of Liam's asshole pressing down into him and the fatty cheeks clutching at his sides. Suddenly the body as a whole above him started moving back and forth. The cheeks somehow separated further and the asshole pushed down harder. Stiles could feel the expansive ring through the fabric as it clenched repeatedly against his chest.
Trying to escape seemed futile yet he tried anyway. Stiles started to push up so that maybe he could scoot away. He was finally able to as the asshole bearing down on him lifted away for a brief moment. Stiles sat up and tried to breathe in the rancid environment. His relief was short-lived as the fleshy ring came back down right over him. Stiles's whole upper body was shoved up into Liam's rectum. The red material of Liam's silky shorts wrapped all around Stiles, being the only thing keeping him from getting sucked up, as he felt hot flesh trying to consume him. The strong muscle around his torso flexed and gnawed on his body. Stiles cried out in pain from the intense pressure. The smell of old shit surrounded him making him gag as it clicked for Stiles that he was once again halfway up another man's asshole. Taking shallow breaths, he realized his situation was only getting worse when he heard loud gurgling and groaning emanating from the depths above.
"I don't feel anything down there except for the bedpost," Liam said while wincing from the growing pain in his gut as his intestines gurgled out more, getting louder and louder. It was Scott's turn to raise his eyebrows in disbelief. Liam clenched his asshole hard trying to prevent his gas from escaping for a moment longer. "But I will say if Stiles were shoved up my asscrack then it's about to get way worse for him." Liam let out a sigh and without pause, a loud chainsaw sound came out from the depths of Liam's ass. Liam's loud fart kept going as he relaxed his guts and let loose. It was close to fifteen seconds before the sound finally slowed but Liam began to grunt and he bore down. The chainsaw sound sped back up and got louder as he clenched his gut to expel more gas. Now trying to push it out Liam was able to double the length of his fart as it went on for another whole fifteen seconds. The extraneous blast finally ended and Liam let out another sigh, "I feel much better now." There was a pause before all three of the boys began laughing uncontrollably.
Stiles thrashed around trying to avoid the inevitable. "Please, God not again!" Stiles prayed while remembering what Scott had put him through before that only lead him to this moment. He could feel the anal canal around him start to tremble. Stiles himself began to tremble in fear. He didn't want to have to inhale what was about to come so he went against his instincts and took a deep breath. inhaling through his mouth, Stiles could taste pure shit and felt his lungs start to burn as they inflated with the vile air. He closed his mouth and held his breath waiting for the gaseous explosion. His lungs ached from holding it in but he knew this would be better than the air that was about to come.
Without warning the ring of muscle around his stomach and chest tightened greatly forcing out all the air he was trying to hold like a balloon. The ring stayed clamped around him preventing him from inhaling as he thrashed around. He felt his surrounding getting hotter as the pressure began to increase. A dense hot gas filled the Canal he was trapped in as the clenching asshole kept anything from escaping. Stiles thrashed harder now, his senses were overloaded with the stench of spoiled milk. The grip around his midsection finally loosened as the hot air came belting out. Stiles felt like his lungs would pop from the sudden influx of pressure as Liam's fart was forcing itself upon him. The flesh around him flabbed open and closed making Stiles' lungs inflate and deflate over and over again, which caused a loud chainsaw sound to echo in his ears. He thought it would be over soon but the gas continued coming out making his lungs suck up the rancid fumes repeatedly.
The sound finally began to lessen and Stile thought his torture was going to end before the muscles above him clenched and pushed more gas out faster now. It felt never-ending and Stiles wished he could just die but here he was inhaling and exhaling Liam's lactose fart against his will. His eyes stung somehow even more and his whole body burned and ached from the beating. He felt like he was losing his mind from how long the torture persisted. He couldn't think about or even remember anything other than flatulence. Maybe he did die and this was his hell, an eternity of cheese-fueled gas. A fart this long didn't even seem possible but here was his living proof, consuming his senses and now his mind. Just as abruptly as it started, it ended and Stiles felt the area around him begin to settle. He was still gasping out trying to find any semblance of air when he heard boisterous laughter reverberating all around him. "Those sick FUCKS" he thought to himself. This was all a joke to them. He was here losing his goddamn mind and the 'buddies' above were getting a kick out of it.
Theo was trying to catch his breath from laughing so hard, he couldn't believe Liam just did that to Stiles but he was loving it and wanted the torture to continue. Scott felt bad for laughing but couldn't hold back, that was hilarious, he did still want to make sure that Stiles was okay though. Liam had no idea why Scott made up the whole story about Stiles but he thought it was a funny concept, he didn't normally laugh at farts as much as the two older teens did but he did find humor in this as he went back to clenching around the bedpost.
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