Kurt loathed McKinley High. Not a single day would go go by without Some sort of bullying being inflicted upon him. Finn Hudson loves to lock him in the jocks used porta potty and laugh as Kurt begged to be released from the disgusting stench. Puckerman was fond of giving Kurt swirlies, which he very much hated because not only were they unsanitary but they completely ruined his hair. All of that wasn’t even to mention all of the wedgies the jocks gave him daily. But today little did Kurt know a new method of humiliation was going to be introduced to him.
Kurt made his way to his locker at the end of the day only to find Azimio leaning against it. Kurt shuddered with fear but was relieved his partner Dave Karofsky wasn’t with him. Before Kurt could even speak Azimio yelled in his face
“You want to get in your locker? You have to go to the boys locker room first Lady face!”
Kurt knew better than to argue but he still dragged his feet to the stinky den the other boys used so carelessly but he always avoided. Upon entering the locker room Kurt was assaulted by the stink of sweat. He nearly gaged but kept himself composed. He wandered through the locker room cautiously until he saw him. Dave Karofsky lounging on a bench in nothing but his compression shorts. Dave’s large arms rested behind his head exposing his wet armpits which only perpetuated the stink wafting through the room. Besides his compression shorts Karofsky wore a devious smirk.
“Don’t bother trying to run Azimio is waiting right outside for any reason to get to join us.”
Kurt was frozen in place.
“Come join me”
Karofsky beckoned for Kurt to join him. So Kurt reluctantly walked over to his bully. Kurt went to sit on the bench besides Dave but before he could he was interrupted.
“Ah ah ahhhh.”
Karofsky pointed to the floor beneath his massive thighs.
“You sit on the floor loser”
Kurt’s mind was racing as he knelt down until he found himself looking up at Dave Karofsky through his meaty thighs. Karofsky still wore his smirk but it was growing by the second. The stench between Karofsky’s thighs was putrid and Kurt was right up in it. Karofsky’s body heat was dense and reeked and there was no escaping it for Kurt. Dave’s guts began to gurgle impatiently causing his smile to twitch and for him to adjust himself forcing kurts face deeper between his thighs.
“So, I brought you here today because I feel really bad. You and I have not bonded enough. So many of the other guys have their things with you. Puck gives you those nasty swirlies. Rick the stick is always throwing you in the dumpster. I just feel like you and I need our own thing.”
Karofsky’s guts bellowed deeper and with greater discord than previously.
“So I was thinking Kurt... Our thing.... would be this”
On que Karofsky unleashed the most massive wet fart onto Kurt’s face. Kurt cried out and gaged immediately and continuously. Karofsky laughed loudly and roughly grabbed Kurt by his head forcing him deeply between his thighs into his ballsack.
“Smell it all up loser. From now on all of my farts are for your pretty little nose”
Karofsky unloaded another beefy fart onto Kurt, keeping his hand firmly locked over his head so the struggling Kurt couldn’t escape. A long machine gun like fart exploded out of Karofsky’s butt. Kurt’s nostrils burned as his eyes watered. Karofsky began to move his things back and forth simultaneously crushing uncrushing and recrushing Kurt between his sweaty jock thighs. Karofsky continued this for quite some time until he decided to change things up a bit and have a lot more fun with his new fart sniffer.
“Okay Kurt now...”
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