★𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭.
A/n : THIS IS ALL SATIRE!! 🗣️
𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐭 next to Quinton, I couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.
I felt like that Everytime I sat near him.
My heart, felt like it was beating out my chest, the butterflies swarming inside my stomach. I felt so nervous, the only problem with when I got nervous was well, I happened to shit. Whenever I got nervous.
Then. It happened. The worst fart ever. It smelt like 200 cans of bounce that fat ass. My mind instantly thought back to the twerking circle they had at the school dance. My ass felt like a shit gun right now. I could feel it loading up in my ass, the shit gun reloading, shit aftter shit. Everyone in the room feel dead, except for one person. Quinton, he seemed to look absolutely, inchantected by the wretched smell that just came out my ass.
"Treymone, Can.. can you do that again?"
An odd request indeed, but, it's not like I could stop, more of thoses digusting, wet, farts. I'm sure in I pulled down my pants and looked in my boxers they'd have shit filling them to the brim.
★ TIME SKIP ★
I moaned out loudly, no one was in the room with us, they had all passed out. Quintons Cock tearing apart my tight asshole. The sound of my farts filling the room as well as the stench. His thrusting was so deep, I could him inside my stomach, and he was only getting bigger. The harder he gets. god, please don't stop. I couldn't even speak, it just felt so good.
I had never felt so good before, it felt like pure bliss, I didn't want him to stop. I couldn't stop moaning, thrust after thrust i felt myself getting closer to my climax. The knot building up in my stomach, my legs started to shake. My breath becoming heavy and shallow. Then I came, which was followed by my shit spraying everywhere. A loud moan erupted from throat. It didn't take long for him to cum too.
The room smelled like raw sex, and my shitty ass. I noticed Quinton attempting to catch his breath in the corner of my eye.
"Treymone.. I think.. I think I love you."
Quinton mumured, my heart almost pumed out of my chest at those words. Those words I so desperately longes to hear. The words I needed to hear. I let out a soft moan at those words. I had to snap myself from my thoughts so I could respond.
"I.. I love you too, quinton."
I couldn't help but smile, I then turned around, placing a kiss on his lips. I had never felt so inlove or happy, but with him it just felt right, with him i could be myself. With him I could be free.
He was mine and I was his. I loved him.
