Sam:How's my ass taste nerd?
Mike:Like skid marks and farts can you please get off me now Sam
Sam:Not until you can breathe the toxic air.
(Sam rips a fart right in Mikes face)
Mike:Oh my god that's disgusting
Sam:Doesn't it smell good,bitch?
Mike:No not at all...OW
(Sam reached into Mikes cargo shorts and started pulling on Sams cartoon briefs)
Sam: Ben 10 undies? What are you five?
Mike:Ben 10 is...Ow...cool...ew
Sam:Yeah don't talk too long you might eat to much ass gas loser.
(Sam adjusted himself so his ass was going deeper onto Mikes face)
Sam:Okay nerd (pulls undies) should I make you be my wedgie bitch (pulls undies) or my fart sniffer?
Mike:Ughhgg
Sam:What was that? (Farts)
(Mike was trying to yell no, but he was so deep in Sams ass he was getting ass hairs stuck in his teeth)
Mike:Ughu
Sam:Really? (Pulls undies) You want to be just my personal slave? (Pulls and holds undies) So I can do (farts) whatever I want to you (pulls undies) and you will beg for more?
Mike:UGHHU!
Sam:Okay your the boss loser...well I guess i am now actually :) (Pulls on undies)
