"I'm sorry Mr. Schue!" Sam begged, just before Will's hairy, meaty mounds squashed his face into one of the choir chairs.
"Sorry's not gonna cut it Sam," said Will.
Will then released the biggest, wettest, loudest fart onto Sam's face. Sam was disgusted as he felt the vibration from Will's tight hole rumble on his face. Will laughed as Sam groaned under his meat.
"It's time to pay the price, Sammy. Open up."
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRT!!!!
Ten minutes earlier:
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRT!!!!!!
Sam's bubble butt released this one right into Ryder's face as the two faced (and assed) off in the smelliest fart competition glee club and Mckinley has ever known. Naturally Jake cheered on his best friend Ryder, while Blaine cheered on his best friend Sam.
The two boys farted until Mr Schue came in. He cringed and waved the smell away from his face with his hand as he walked in.
"Ugh! Guys, what the hell?"
"Sam suggested we have a farting contest," Ryder explained.
"And so far I'm winning," Sam said as he high fived Blaine. "Ryder's about to go for a knock out."
"Well you guys completely stank up my choir room," Will sounded angry as the two big ass boys held in their brewing farts, afraid to let another slip through their stinky cracks. "I was gonna work on our setlist today, but how the hell am I supposed to work here now? Huh?"
The boys looked ashamed, and kind of afraid. They desperately tried to keep their farts in.
"Just get out!" Will shouted. "Now!"
Blaine, Jake, Ryder and Sam made their way to the door.
"Wait Sam," said Will, waving his index finger back and forth, motioning Sam to come to him.
Sam responded with wide eyes, his sexy lips trembling as he walked towards his teacher.
"So you like to fart, don't ya Sam? You like stinking up a room that doesn't belong to you?"
Sam remained silent and shook in fear.
"You don't think about other peoples' comfort and needs when you brew up those stinky little farts of yours?"
"I'm sorry Mr. Schue!" Sam begged, just before Will's hairy, meaty mounds squashed his face into one of the choir chairs.
"Sorry's not gonna cut it Sam," said Will.
Will then released the biggest, wettest, loudest fart onto Sam's face. Sam was disgusted as he felt the vibration from Will's tight hole rumble on his face. Will laughed as Sam groaned under his meat.
"It's time to pay the price, Sammy. Open up."
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRT!!!!
"You wanna stink up my choir room. This isn't your lockeroom where you can fart and leave your jockstraps lying around. But if you wanna treat this like football, we can take this to that little lockerroom of yours."
FAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRT!!!!!
Sam moaned in pain under Will's fuzzy butt cheeks, as Will rubbed his butt stench all over Sam"s face.
"Moaning already, Sam?" Will asked, smiling. "It's not even half-time yet, bitch." FAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRT!!!! "How's that feel? Being forced to smell stench against your will. That's how I felt when I came in here. Now, let's rumble Sammy."
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