It's okay...a little fart never killed anyone."

It's okay...a little fart never killed anyone."

"Cool. Damn, my butt's itching now."

"I got it," Blaine said. Without really thinking about it, Blaine started scratching Finn's itch, digging his nails into the meat of Finn's massive ass.

Finn was freaked out by this abrupt touch to his buttocks, and released a fart as his cheeks flushed red and his eyes widened.

"Oh! Man!" Blaine complained. "Okay dude, let's not overdo it with the gas."

Finn couldn't help it. Surprises like butt scratching and spandex slapping sent warmth to Finn's cheeks and caused farts to slip through his glutes. He didn't mean to do it, but a few more wet farts escape his ass and blasted Blaine's face.

"Dude, quit it!" Blaine complained. "Your ass reeks!"

"Dude? Man? What happened to 'Mr Hudson'?" Finn demanded, now purposely releasing a fart.

"Ugh! Not funny, Finn."

After a few minutes, Finn's massive glutes which were bent over before Blaine, released some rotten farts in Blaine's face as punishment. The stench of Finn's rotten cabbage and eggs sent Blaine to the floor. Finn stood up and squatted over Blaine's face.

"Finn what are you doing?" Blaine demanded, though he could not see Finn's face. All he saw was Finn's butt wrapped tightly in blue and yellow spandex.

"That's Mr Hudson to you pretty boy," Finn said before squashing Blaine's face under his gigantic butt and wiggling the smell right into poor Blaine's face. "Looks like you need to learn your place."