It was a peaceful and cloudy day in the Sprnigtime. Mr. Schuester had just dismissed the whole class and everybody couldn't wait to go home. Blaine, as usual would walk with his buddy Sam to his house, since he has no house of his own. So, leaving class the latest was Sam and Blaine, for Blaine had left his backpack there, and Sam forgot his jacket in the locker room. As they both walked down the hall, Blaine would occasionally stare at his friends butt, and fantasize to himself, but he wasnt into odors or anything. When they headed to the locker room, Sam let one smelly one rip right in front of Blaine.
"What the hell, man. That stinks!", coughed Blaine
"Quit whining and man up, it's just part of my body", Sam said carelessly
"At least excuse yourself", complained Blaine
"Excuse you for making such a big deal over my gas, learn to live with it, or you'll see a lot more of it", retorted Sam.
"Whatever...let's just grab your jacket"
When they got home to the empty Anderson house, they both headed upstairs to Blaine's bedroom. And on the way up, Sam ripped another one near Blaine's face.
"Dude, what the hell is your problem!"
"I'm sorry it was Taco Tuesday today, get over it"
In the bedroom, the two did random things, played games, and were just plain board. While sitting on Blaine's bed playing cards with him, he let another one rip.
"That's it Sam, why do you keep farting!"
"Chill dude, any normal person can handle it, you should learn how"
"I refuse to get used to that putrid smell"
"Fine then, I'll teach you", Sam said aggressively
He pushed the cards off the bed and grabbed Blaine and lied him down face up. He shifted to sitting on Blaines chest, his rear facing the others head.
"Get off me,Sam "
"Right after this"
He let loose an orchestra of loud and horrid farts in Blaine's direction. Blaines nose felt twisted as the awful smell penetrated his nose and his body felt dull, plus the weight on his chest.
"Fuck you Sam, Why the hell did you do that"
"To teach you a lesson, are you used to it now"
"No!!!"
So Sam lifted his body up and planted it onto Blaine's little face, crushing it with his round ass. Nod once if you still hate it, don't move at all if you don't hate it
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