There you were, pinned beneath Andy's ass. You were face to face with his puckering brown hole. It was a tan colour with brown streaks coming out of it, you didn't want to acknowledge those brown streaks. You suspected it had been three hours, stuck in this cavern. When had got up to walk to his next class, you sure felt it. The tight denim jeans of the boys ass clung tight pushing you up his crack. Your body ragdolled, shoulders twist as they matched the stride of the boy. You remember clearly when Andy *accidentally* dropped a pencil. He slowly bent down to retrieve it. Slowly, you were pushed up against the perspiring hole. When Andy was at his lowest the jeans were at their tightest, your head was pushed right into his hole. Your head was crushed as it was lodged into the tight anus. The smell was terrible. Andy's hole was always smelly and sweaty. Drops of sweat made their way down from the boys back. They greeted you by smothering your face or if you were unlucky, it all loaded into your mouth.
Your remembered Andy giggling, "Let's try something new slave", as his hand held you above his behind. It curved out beneath you before the boy pulled open the waistband and you were net with a musky wave. "Oh-no-no, please no!", you begged, clinging onto his finger. "G'wan you little queer, get in the nasty hole", he said merrily as he tried to flick you off his finger. Eventually, you succumb to the painful thwacks and you fell into the shiny, moist and hairless pit.
Bit now something new was happening. Andy's hole was puckering slot more than usual. Suddenly, he ground his ass down into the chair. You were crushed with your arms pinned to your sides. The puckering beast got closer. It's contractions were slowing but then it opened up revealing the boys pink-red rectum. A massive but silent fart blasted out of his hole. After about four seconds the hole closed once again leaving you with the wretched, milky smell. You gagged naturally and gasped for air. Andy bore his ass down again. He sniggered above as he humiliated you.
After much more painful walking and butt crushing you believed you were finally home.
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