Tony was a typical gym bro - he cared about his body, worked out all the time, ate clean, and looked fucking hot. He liked being able to look at his body in the mirror and see the progress he was making. He wasn't huge, but he'd built a lot more muscle since last year. And honestly, he loved going to the gym and seeing muscular men sweating and grunting, pushing their bodies into peak physical form. Nobody could tell by looking at him that he craved big, muscled, masculine dudes, but he had a hard time keeping his mind off his desires. Especially at the gym.
Today, Tony went to his gym directly from work. He had a typical office job, dressed professionally, sitting at a desk all day. So he usually had a lot of energy to burn when he got out for the day. He walked into the locker room with his gym bag to get changed. As he pulled off his dress shirt and pants, and got into his workout clothes, he casually looked around. He took his time getting dressed so he could scope the scene. He watched a big, burly man walk towards the bathroom out of the corner of his eye. This guy was jacked! He was probably in his late 20s or early 30s, with huge bulging biceps and pecs bulging out of his tight tank top.
More than that, he had legs like a Greek god. Some guys only focus on building their chest and upper body and neglect their legs and butt. Not this dude. He was wearing tight shorts, and Tony could see the outline of his butt crack between his massive glutes. His thighs and calves were muscular and beefy. This dude could probably choke a guy out just between his legs. Tony got a little caught up checking this man out, watching the way his hairy legs moved, and for a split second, he made eye contact with the guy!
The man went directly into one of the toilet stalls not far from the lockers. As Tony tied his shoes, he heard the man grunt and fart. Then he could hear the guy taking a slow dump - sounded like a massive solid one, the kind of thick, huge dump big manly guys who eat a lot of protein and vegetables take. Tony couldn't believe he was listening to this. He heard the guy grab a single wad of toilet paper, then flush soon after. He was closing his locker as the guy walked back out to head back to the gym. Tony watched his huge ass in his tight shorts as he was leaving. Right before the big man walked out, he turned around and smiled at Tony for a second.
Did he imagine that? Who knows - fuck, that guy was hot! In any case, he was ready for a heavy workout.
As Tony was warming up, he saw the big man loading up weights to do barbell squats. Damn, he was lifting heavy! He had black hair with a crew cut and a thick but close cropped beard. He was hairy, but not too hairy. Tony started on a treadmill, and he had a perfect view of this guy from behind. He watched his muscular ass spread wide as he squatted then saw his tight shorts wedge up in his crack as he pushed the weight back up. This guy broke a sweat in no time too, and Tony could see his gray shorts were a little darker where they got damp. Before long, the man's butt crack was covered in visible sweat. Fuck! He had some serious swamp ass. Tony was beyond distracted. He tried to focus on his own workout, but kept imagining how that hot guy's sweaty ditch smelled, what his ass looked like under those shorts, how dirty he must be...
He did what he came to the gym to do, but the whole time, he found himself sneaking glances at this man. He had a perfect physique, huge shoulders, massive pecs, tight core, thick thighs, big round butt... Every inch of this guy's body was built with hulking muscle. He had some dark chest hair peeking out from the top of his tank top. And his armpits were filled with dark fur. Tony could see sweat drip from his pits, and see his whole back drenched in sweat. All this arousal had Tony working out hard, and when he saw the man start to head back to the locker room, he knew he had to follow. He had to get a whiff of this guy's scent before he showered.
When Tony walked back into the locker room, there was no one around. Where had that guy gone? Guess he'd just have to shower and head on home. Maybe he'd catch a glimpse of him on his way out. He undressed and grabbed his towel, then walked towards the open showers.
Suddenly, he felt a strong hand on his shoulder from behind.
"Hey buddy," a deep, masculine voice growled. "I've seen you checking me out all day. What the fuck, bro?"
Tony whirled around to see the hulking, muscular man of his dreams, dark brow furrowed, staring him down intensely.
"Uh, uhhh..." Tony stammered. "I've just, uh, been admiring your physique, man. Trying to get my body as big as yours."
"Looked like you had more in mind than that," the man said.
"Well, uh..." Tony started. Fuck - was he caught? "I gotta hit the showers..."
"I don't think so, buddy. You wanna stare at my big muscles all day? I'll give you a closer look."
Holy shit! Tony didn't know what was about to happen. This man seemed serious as hell.
"I know you've been checking out my ass, dude. I know what fags like you are into," the man continued. "Well, I'm gonna teach you a lesson today."
"I'm not a fag, dude," Tony said, lying.
Just then, the man pushed Tony to his knees, right there outside the showers, and pulled his face right up into his big butt. Tony could feel his face getting moist from this guy's sweaty shorts. He couldn't help himself - he took a big whiff of this guy's ass. Fuck! He was raunchy! This man stank! And Tony had his face stuck in the smelliest part of his body - his beefy, dirty butt.
The man rumbled a fart through his shorts onto Tony's face. Tony tried to shake his face away, to get out from this guy's ass, but his grip was strong. Tony was stuck, breathing in this hulking beast's foul gas.
Aw man, this was the rankest of rank protein farts. Tony smelled the kind of raunchy gas that can only be produced by a diet of steak, beans, cheese, and brussel sprouts. It lingered for way too long in this guy's tight, sweaty shorts.
At this point, Tony's towel was lying on the ground next to him. And he was stark naked. As the smell started to fade, the bodybuilder let Tony's head loose.
"That oughta teach you to keep your eyes to yourself, fag. If you wanna stare at my ass again, just think about how it smells inside. Wait -- fuck man, you LIKE that?"
That's when Tony noticed... There he was, crouched under a sweaty muscle man's huge, filthy butt, having just had another man fart right on his face - and his cock was standing at full attention, rock hard and dripping.
"Damn, you do like that, huh? You really are a fag," the man said, smirking. Tony didn't know what to say. He didn't even realize that's what he wanted till right now. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before. But here he was, completely naked and erect, wishing he could get an up close sniff of this god of a man's perfect muscle butt.
The man started taunting him. "You want me to fart in your face? I fucking stink, bro. I've been working out hard and haven't even showered since last week! I bet you want your face up in my stinky butt crack. I just took a huge dump, dude. You wanna smell my fucking dirty ass?"
Tony was basically drooling. The man peeled off his sweaty shorts slowly. Tony watched as his beefy butt spilled out from his tight compression shorts, looking even bigger as it emerged. At the same time, he was hit by a wave of butt musk. This guy wasn't joking - he stank!
Tony didn't know what came over him, but before he could stop himself, he answered the guy.
"Yes sir, I want to sniff your raunchy ass! I want your scent all over my face. I want you to blow farts all over me. I want to taste your filthy shithole, sir. I want you to fart in my mouth! I want to huff your stink, sir. I need to smell your dirty butt!"
The man burst out laughing.
"You're fucking disgusting!" he said. "Get a good look, nasty faggot!"
Tony was on his knees, mouth wide open, brain turned stupid with lust. The man grabbed his beefy ass cheeks and pulled them apart. Tony could basically hear his sweaty skin finally getting some air as this jock god exposed his swampy trench. Right then, his hole released a loud burst of raunchy gas, rippling into Tony's face for almost a minute. Surrounded by the foul stench from deep inside this man's butt, Tony gazed into his ass.
His hairy ditch was nearly soaking wet. Sweaty hairs clung to the skin around his puckered, greasy brown hole. The man grunted. He seemed to be enjoying this. Tony wanted to savor the moment - he'd never seen a butt so raunchy up close like this.
His buttocks were so muscular and beefy, they were basically straining to bounce back into place, but the man's hands held his ass spread wide open right in front of Tony's face. This guy's butt was steaming with pungent heat and musk. Tony was overpowered by the pure masculine scent of rank manly butt crack. Tony moved his face right up against this man's dirty shithole, and he released his butt cheeks. Big mounds of muscle butt pressed against Tony's face, pulling him deeper into the man's foul hairy ass.
Right then, the big jock farted.
"Suck on my protein farts, faggot!" he taunted.
Tony knelt there, butt naked in the open locker room, with his face wedged into a huge muscle man's dirty butt as he farted all over his face. He moaned, muffled against a big sweaty ass, as the rotten gas billowed into his mouth and all over his face. His ripe, unwashed butt spread its scent all over Tony's face as he tasted the air from inside this man's asshole.
The man pulled his ass off Tony's face, and Tony watched his big cheeks shake with a firm jiggle. Then he pushed Tony down onto his back and stood over him. Tony saw that the man's own cock was hard. His big hairy balls hung low and swung slightly as Tony stared up into the man's hairy taint and crack. He began to squat over Tony's face, his butt spreading slowly, opening wide to reveal his nasty hole. Tony felt a big drop of sweat land on the corner of his mouth, and he licked his lips, tasting the salty raunch of this man's butt sweat.
Inches from Tony's face, the muscle jock farted again. His dirty hole pushed out and opened, blowing a filthy breeze into Tony's face as he inhaled fervently. The breeze turned into a thunderous roar, fetid fart air billowing into his face. The man squeezed his hole tight, and Tony watched as it wrinkled up into a tiny brown circle, then he pushed out again. The man's hole bulged, pressing out a filthy ring, and another, louder, longer burst of foul wind rumbled out of his butt. It fucking stank!
Tony moaned and grabbed his cock.
"Yeah, faggot, you like that huh? You like big, hairy muscle guys blasting rank farts all over you?"
"Yes sir!" Tony cried. "You smell like shit! I fucking love it!"
"That's right, dirty fucker! Huff my gas, fag!"
How this man held so much gas bewildered Tony, but his butthole pushed open again, billowing rank air over Tony's face. He held his head up into the man's ass and wrapped his lips around his hole. The man's fart echoed in Tony's mouth, rumbling against his tongue and cheeks. He stuck his tongue in the man's dirty shitter, tasting all the sweat and filth that'd built up in his raunchy butt ditch. The huge muscular man just kept farting. Tony tasted his filthy butt hair and farts, smelling the stink of man ass everywhere. The butt funk was overpowering all of Tony's senses.
The man squatted his full weight onto Tony's face, letting Tony lap up his stink, wallowing in his ripe fumes. Tony's tongue went wild. He stroked his cock furiously, smelling and tasting the man's farts, sweat, musk, and shit all mixed into a potent cocktail of filthy butt raunch. The man's hole pushed out on his tongue, and Tony felt his dirty shithole swell and let loose a stream of man gas right onto his tongue. He blew a huge load all over his chest.
He lay there panting for a while, the man's dirty, hairy butt still pressed against his face. Then the jock got up, and helped pull Tony to his feet.
"You're one raunchy perv," the man said, but he was smiling. "Looks like I've got a new ass wipe to huff my farts and clean my ass whenever I need. See you around, pig."