Peter's Gassy Fun

Part One

Peter Parker laid on his bed as he played video games on his handheld console. It was late in the evening and he had just eaten a large amount of greasy take out food. His room reeked of his gas as he let a nasty fart rip every couple of minutes. He set the game console down and winced as he clutched his stomach.

"Damn, that food really didn't agree with me..." He strained a bit and a huge booming fart blasted out of his ass.

"Fuck, that reeks." The nineteen year old superhero suddenly got a rather naughty idea and got up out of bed and went to his closet. He smirked mischievously as he took out his Spiderman suit and slipped it on. The red and blue suit was skin tight, showing off his ass and his bulge. He went over to his floor length mirror and watched himself squat slightly and rip another grotesque fart.

"Haha, fuck yeah." He walked over to his window and opened it. He then leaped out and started swinging down the city street. Peter saw a large group of people waiting in line in front of some kind of club. He smirked as he swung over close to them. Right as he swung by he ripped a long bubbly fart that filled the air around them with his ass's nasty stench.

The group of people were at first excited to see Spiderman so close to them, but quickly caught a whiff of the nauseating gas and started coughing and retching on the smell. Peter giggled to himself.

Continuing down the street he saw a car with an open sunroof that was stopped in traffic. He swung over to it and jumped onto the top and crouched down above the opening, his ass only inches above the passengers heads.

"Sorry guys, this summer heat is making my ass real sweaty, might be a little smelly haha." The passengers all groaned at the smell of Peter's nasty unwashed ass. His stomach rumbled loudly.

"Oh shit, it's about to get a lot worse... aahh fire in the hole!" A massive ten second fart blared out of him and filled the vehicle. Peter heard a mix of gagging and cursing as he snickered evilly and swung away to a nearby roof of a building.

"Fuck, that was awesome." He now had a full on boner which his suit did little to hide. He walked over to the edge of the rooftop and pulled the pants part of his suit down to expose his hard dick. He gripped it with one hand as he started spraying piss over the edge of the building. The golden liquid rained down onto the sidewalk, splashing against a few pedestrians walking by.

"Hahaha, sorry guys, nature calls!" When his stream began to die down he flipped his cock up and sprayed his chest and torso, his suit becoming damp with his warm yellow piss. He squeezed the last bit out and ripped a sloppy wet fart.

"Aahh, fuck." He started stroking himself when he heard a commotion behind him. He turned to see a muscular man had jumped down on the rooftop, a pair of jet boots slowing his descent. He had thick body armor on and was carrying a large machine gun.

"Well, well, if it isn't Spider Boy. Time to... are you jacking off?" Peter looked over at him and laughed.

"Perfect timing dude. Maybe you can help me finish." With his dick still out, Peter quickly maneuvered over to the thug and kicked him to the ground, then he webbed up his whole body except for his face. Before he could say anything Peter shot a web at his mouth and silenced him.

"Well you wanted me so bad bro, I'll let you have me." Peter pulled his bottom of his suit down to his knees and sat his bare ass on the thug's face. The thug groaned in disgust as Peter's sweaty unwashed ass pressed against him, his nose right near his filthy hole. Peter continued jerking off as he rubbed his ass around a bit.

"Fuck dude, I've got a nasty one brewing, you're gonna love this." He grunted and released a deep revoltingly gross fart onto the thug.

"Fuuuuck, that felt good. How's it smell back there man?" The thug let out a muffled cry as Peter turned around and shoved his dick into his face.

"Maybe you'll like the smell of my sweaty balls more, huh?" Peter rubbed his raunchy balls and shaft all over the thug's face. The foul odor made him gag. A large amount of precum smeared against him. The amount of stimulation was soon too much and Peter started squirting ropes of gooey jizz all over his horrified face. Peter stood up and spit on the thug.

"So long, loser." He pulled up his pants and swung back out into the streets.