This choice: A little history of these guy's torture • Go Back...Chapter #4A little history of these guy's torture by: Jadow   Ever since you turned 7-years-old, whenever the girls were away, and whenever you showed even the slightest sign of disobedience to him, your powerful father made you kiss his ass, to let you know who's in charge, occasionally adding a facesitting to the punishment. But when his buddies ever came over, he'd usually focus on flatulent toilet humor and so did they. These big muscle heads loved getting ready before every trip to your dad when they knew you would be around.
You remember one of your most scarring memories; It was a few days after your 11th birthday, your mother and sisters went on a trip for a week and you were in your father's capable hands with the help of Dan, Bill, John, and "Hoss". only a few minutes after the females left, they told you they had a special present that they've been dying to give you. Unfortunately, when you came in to the living room, they ambushed you, pinned you down, and farted on you all at once for 20 minutes. Their gas marinated into your skin and left you smelling like them, but that was just the beginning.
For that week you became their fart magnet. Every time they needed to pass gas, they made sure you smelled it all. Any time their crotch itched, they were sure to give you a good, musky teabagging. Even worse, they made sure to stock up on many things that will make them fart either more or worse, and made sure your face or lap was under somebody's ass while you were still conscious.
Dan, Bill and Hoss sometimes went easy on you, if you started to feel their muscles and worship their godly bodies, but only if they liked how you did it, if not they'd pin you down on your back. One of them would lower his ass (be it covered or bare) right on your face, burying your face deep in his ass, often making sure to land his rump on your open mouth, and the other would lower his buttocks on your crotch, genly comforting himself on your lap. The rest made sure you didn't turn your head away or you close your mouth, and if you did you'd be punished with all of them farting on you for 10 minutes, smothering every inch of skin on your bare body.
Your father, Bill, and John's favorite position for you was under their ass. Bill and John would make sure to get the smell of their ass on you by rubbing their asses on your face all the while releasing their flatulance. Your father liked the feeling from the vibrations of your voice begging or mercy from under his ass as he ripped loud trumpeting farts on you. Of course, this is without mentioning the teabaggings he and the others would often give you.
Whenever you ate, they made sure whatever food you had had a heavy dose of gas to give it a "kick".
At the end of that week, you reeked of their gas and sweat. It took many showers and brushing to get the smell out.
To this day, they still say they were going easy on you just because it was your first time.
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