Dom and Mike both get up, grab their shirts and make their way to the door, not even stopping once to turn back to look at me. They walk out of the room, and I can hear Mike say, "All yours - and really give it to him."
Slowly the door begins to open again. In walks two more guys, both huge. The first guy I see is about 6'3" with a fairly good build on him. If I had to guess, I would say he weighs about 215 pounds. He is not too muscular, but he is fairly thick all over.
"Harry, wait up for me," a deep, booming voice calls from behind. I then see the massive guy who said this. He is not too tall at about 5'11" or so, but he is massive. He has one of those strongmen builds, one that is muscular but also comes with a gut. His arms are the size of my legs, and his pecs are each the size of my head. He turns to look at me, and gives me this big smile. I must say that he is quite the looker. Dark hair on a chiseled face, if it weren't for the size of him, I wouldn't mind taking whatever he had to give me.
"What should we do to this one, Jeremias? Looks kinda small, we might break him."
"Nah, man. I've been waiting for this all day. He is going to get it good." He then turned back to look at me, "You hear that, you are getting it today, boy. Get over here." I stand up and walk over to Jeremias. I stand face to face with him, and he eyes me down. Harry, then steps up behind me, looming over my shoulder. Jeremias then grabs me into a tight bearhug. My ribs feel like they are about to crack.
"Fuck man," I yell out.
"Wow, this guy's already wanting to get fucked. Sorry dude, but we don't play that way. Gonna have to wait on that one. You're gonna get a whole different type of pleasure from us." Harry's voice has a slight menacing sound to it. Jeremias lets me go, and before I can drop to the ground from the pain, Harry moves forward to squeeze me between their two bodies. My face is pressed right into Jeremias's large pecs, and from behind, Harry's chest presses against the back of my head. They squeeze me for about a minute or so and then separate just long enough to allow Jeremias to grab my head and shove it between his thighs, bending me over. Harry straddles me and puts his weight on my back. I begin to crumble and they both drop down to the ground on top of me - Jeremias sitting on the back of my head and Harry on my back facing my feet.
I am absolutely crushed beneath the two giants. Jeremias is sitting full weight on top of the back of my head. The only things preventing my face from being driven into the floor are his massive feet now shoved directly in my face. If this cramped situation was not enough, Harry starts to reach into my shorts. He grabs hold of my boxer waistband and gives a nice little yank.
"NIce and stretchy. This is gonna be fun." He pulls more and more until my wedgie is fairly sizeable and then before I knew what was going on, I feel this burn on my ass cheeks and hear a loud smack. Then it comes again, and again, and again.
"AAAHHHHHHHHH. OUCH," is all that I can get out. My cheeks are on fire with each slap that Harry brings down. Remembering back to the days when I was little and got a spanking or two, I am sure that it always hurt, but now coming from a 215 pound man who is sitting on my back while an even larger guy is sitting on my head, it is almost unbearable. "Stop, please."
"I am sure he'll be fine," Jeremias says. "All he needs is a distraction." I feel his ass clenching on top of my head and hear a bit of a struggle, but before I know it a giant rumble erupts on top of me. Jeremias ripped a massive fart right on me. To be honest, the force at which it came out and pushed me down was pretty impressive, but what was not to my liking was the smell that came next. It struck me all at once - sort of a mixture of hard-boiled eggs, rotten milk, and male locker room.
"Damn, Jeremias. That is repulsive." Harry got up off of me and I could hear him scramble into the corner to get away from the smell. Well at least one good thing was coming out of this situation. My ass cheeks were now free from the spanking torture.
"Smell it all up, little boy. I want to hear some sniffing from you. Then I may let you go." Knowing that I had no room to bargain, I take a whiff of the fart and feel a burning up my nostrils. How the hell did such a thing come out of a person? "That's a good boy" Jeremias then stands up and gets off of me, leaving me lying on the ground unable to move due to the crushing my body has taken and the nasty fart.
After a minute or so, I am still on the floor when Harry comes back over to me and flips me over onto my back. "Look at this. Little guy has a little boner. You liking this, freak? You like being absolutely dominated by two real men, getting spanked, sniffing the worst fucking fart ever. I'll give ya more to love." Harry drops down to the ground and grabs hold of the back of my head and pulls my face straight into his crotch. He then squeezes his thighs tightly and crushes me in a tight headscissors. My nose is positioned right into his bulge and I get the faintest whiff of sweat from his crotch. Harry pulls me in harder and his bulge is literally being shoved right up my nose and mouth. Then he starts to squeeze his thighs even more, and his legs are STRONG. There is so much pressure on the sides of my head that I feel like it will explode. "Bet you like having my cock in your face. Enjoy this one, little boy."
"Harry, let me back in on this." Once Jeremias begs to rejoin, Harry loosens his grip on my head and pulls me over to the couch. He sits down on it and has me sitting against it on the floor with his legs positioned over each of my shoulders, trapping me there. It turns out that while I had been shoved into Harry's crotch, Jeremias had stripped down to just a pair of tight under armor biker shorts. The rest of his body was all exposed. His upper body was enormous and all covered in a thick layer of hair. He had a fairly large gut which extended over the front of the shorts. But it looked like I wasn't going to see this gut as Jeremias turned around and I saw the two massive globes of his ass right before me stretching the tight material of the shorts.
"No way, I can't take that again," I yelled out.
"Too bad, dude. You don't really have a say now do you?" Harry said from above me.
With that, Jeremias begins to back up until his ass is a few inches from my face. "Can ya smell me yet?" I could, but it wasn't too bad and I refused to answer him - turns out this was a mistake. "I'll take that as a no. Guess I'll get a bit closer and use your face to wipe my ass." He backed up until my face was directly in the crack of his biker shorts and it reeked in here. And then he started rubbing his ass up and down - here was this massive 260 pound man basically sitting on my face and rubbing my face up and down his crack. I made some moaning noises to show how disgusted I was, but this did nothing to stop him. "Sorry Harry, but I gotta give him a real lasting memory." He stopped moving up and down and then I could hear him pushing with all of his might. I started buckling and shaking trying to get him to stop. I could not take another fart like this, and not one directly in my face.
Luckily, before he got one out, there was a loud knock on the door - "Harry and Jeremias, your time is up."
Almost instantly, the two behemoths let me go and got up. They redressed and walked out of the door. It seemed too easy. And then the door opened again...
STINKFACE - knock on door
TO BE CONTINUED
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