Having to endure the stench of your little brother's ass was so bad that you were almost to the point of tears. Just as you thought that things couldn't get any worse, you were immediately proven wrong. Without removing your face, Lewis slowly began to pull his boxers off. He stopped right before uncovering the part where your nose currently rested and you stared in horror at your brother's bare crack. You began to struggle in vain, much to Lewis' amusement. "I hope you're ready for this. I went running before we started this, so my crack should be nice and sweaty." And with that horrifying statement, Lewis quickly removed his boxers the rest of the way and the fat kid on your back pushed on your head, wedging your nose even deeper into the hot and smelly crevice known as your brother's ass crack.
The first thing you noticed was how much worse it smelled now that you didn't have the thin layer of cloth seperating you from the worst of the stink. The second thing you noticed was the sound of duct tape ripping off of the roll and your arms and legs being wrapped in tape. You now had absolutely no chance of escaping, but your body still instinctively tried to get away from the stink. After another half hour, Lewis motioned to his friends and your head was lifted up so Lewis could stand up. "Alright, I will give you a choice." Lewis pointed to his friend Tyler who was a skater. "You can either smell and lick his feet. Or," he pointed to the fat kid, whose name was Craig. "He can sit on your face and use you as a fart-catcher. You're going to do both eventually, but I'm nice enough to let you choose which you do first." He sat down in front of you and waited for your response. "Just grunt once for Tyler's feet, twice for Craig's butt."
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