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Chapter 3 by Gassygleeguy Gassygleeguy

Who should he fart on?

Blaine

After finding out Blaine cheated on his son, Burt Hummel was furious. He called the boy over, under the pretense of giving him something he had left at Kurt's place.

Blaine knocked on the door nervously, hoping Kurt would be there. He was wearing short shorts that showed off his rump, and a collared shirt. Burt opened the door in nothing but a jock strap. "Hey, c'mon in kiddo," he said, ignoring the stammering and blushing Blaine.

"Uh, sir, why aren't you dressed?" Blaine asked, admiring the daddy's bulge and butt.

"We're both men here, aren't we?" Burt said, heading to Kurt's room. He had the boy right where he wanted him. With a grunt, he let his pucker relax, and shot out a burst of gas, stinking up the room.

Blaine's face scrunched up, oh god, did Kurt's dad just fart right in front of me?

What's next?

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