Peter's Gassy Fun

Part Two

Peter Parker was sitting on the edge of a tall building's rooftop, looking out over the city. It was now early evening and the superhero was very sweaty from swinging around all day. He raised his arm and sniffed his pit through his suit.

"Phew, that's fucking ripe." He groped at his bulge and gave another big sniff as his dick hardened. His stomach grumbled and a deep nasty fart rumbled out of his ass. He grinned deviously as he got up and swung off the rooftop into the streets below.

He swung over to the sidewalk where a large number of people were walking. He landed in the middle of the stream of pedestrians. His presence initiated a roar of cheers and excited screams as they all rushed forward to get their photo taken with him.

Peter smirked as he placed both his hands behind his head, exposing his gnarly pits. The air around him soon reeked of his raunchy body odor. His boner throbbed as everyone began covering their noses and complaining about the awful smell.

"Haha, sorry guys, haven't showered in a few days. But hey, I've got something for ya." He aimed his ass at the largest cluster of people and ripped a giant bubbly fart. He laughed as he jumped in the air and swung away, leaving the mass of people gagging on his nasty gas.

Peter groped his tenting bulge as he swung through the air between buildings. His dick was leaking a ton of gooey precum into his suit. He gripped onto the wall of the closest building and was about to start jerking off, when he noticed an open window right next to him. Peter smirked as he crawled over to the opening and looked inside.

It was a small studio apartment. Everything was neat and tidy. On the far wall was a kitchenette next to the front door. The main part of the room held a double bed and a small sofa that sat in front of it, which faced a TV stand. There were two shut doors to the side of the room, a bathroom and closet, he presumed.

Peter jumped through the opening and landed on the carpeted floor inside the apartment. He spent a few minutes snooping around. From what he could tell from the photos and belongings a dude not too much older than him lived here. Feeling quite thirsty, Peter headed to the fridge and was delighted to see a large bottle of soda sitting on the bottom shelf. He bent down to grab it and ripped a large disgusting fart in the process. He fanned behind his ass as the smell quickly enveloped the room. He took the bottle of soda and headed over to the sofa and plopped down onto the cushions.

He unscrewed the bottle and started chugging the soda, ripping a meaty fart into the couch as he did. Once he had drunk most of it he tossed it on the floor and let out a deep belch followed by another gross bubbly fart.

"Haha, fuck. This couch is gonna smell like my nasty ass for weeks." He leaned over and cut a ten second deep sputtering fart into the cushions.

"Mmm, hell yeah." He sat groping his crotch for a few minutes before he felt a pressure in his bladder. He smiled as he stood up and pulled down the pants of his suit, revealing his hard cock. He turned around and aimed it at the sofa. A strong spray of hot yellow piss blasted out and began hosing down the couch.

"Fuuck yeah... how nice of me to try to wash out the fart smell, hahaha." He began moving his dick around and splashing his urine onto the coffee table, curtains, and the neatly made bed.

He grinned mischievously as he walked into the kitchen and opened up all the drawers and cabinets. He grabbed his dick and waved it around the kitchenette, soaking utensils, pots, pans, plates and bowls. The white counter had a huge yellow puddle that streamed across it and dripped down to the floor. Peter jerked his dick as he looked at the giant mess he made. He reached for the stove handle and grabbed the wash cloth that was hanging up. He placed it up to his ass and blasted it with his disgusting gas before hanging it back up.

Derek had just finished work and was hoping to come home to relax, maybe watch a movie that he'd been meaning to get to. He put the key into his apartment door and twisted the knob. He was paralyzed in shock to see Spiderman jerking off in the middle of his kitchen. He was also hit by a very pungent gross smell that made his eyes water immediately. Peter looked at the man and smiled.

"Hey there dude, I was wondering when you'd be stopping by." Peter quickly shot several webs and immobilized his arms and legs, then shot another to pull the man over to him. Peter picked up the bottoms of his suit and tied them around Derek's mouth, who protested with loud muffled murmuring.

"Chill out bro, damn... My pants fucking stink I know, haha, I don't wash them very often, here this'll take your mind off it." He turned around and shoved his ass in his face before letting out a massive nauseating fart.

"Fuck dude, you smell that shit? My farts smell so bad haha." Peter set Derek onto the piss drenched sofa before walking over to one of the closed doors on the side of the wall. He opened it, revealing a small closet packed full with hanging shirts, sweaters and jackets.

Peter looked over at Derek and grinned. "Hey bro, wouldn't it be funny if I jizzed all over your clothes?' Derek started shaking his head intensely, but Peter ignored him. He gripped his throbbing cock and jerked it up and down only several times before exploding thick ropes of cum all over the rack of clothes.

"Fuuuuck. Dude are you seeing this, I just fucking splooged all over your closet." Peter closed the door after looking at his handiwork and walked back into the kitchen area.

"All that jacking off sure made me hungry, got any good food in here?" Peter rummaged through the fridge and settled on several containers of what looked like leftover chinese. He took the food and went to the sofa, sitting down right next to Derek. He kicked his feet onto the coffee table and began watching TV while he chowed down on the food, letting out huge burps and farts every so often.

"How you doin over there dude, my farts too much for ya?" Derek mumbled something unintelligible while Peter leaned over and bombarded him with a super smelly blast.

"Haha, sorry bro, couldn't hear ya."