gay fart torture
A sunny day in pride rock, a human boy named James was strolling through the Africain plains, undenounced to him a fully grown male lion followed closely behind. Waiting ever so silently for the moment to pounce on his prey. He strolled strolled by a cave. Near a small stream. Leaning down to take a sip to cure his parched, chaped lips. This was Simbas chance. He emerged from the grass on all fours, closely hugging the ground. Speaking ever so softly as to not spook his prey. “Well, well, well what do we have here, a little human trespasser, were you out in the Plains earlier?" He said through his ever seductive smile. James felt a bit anxious "Y-yes why?" he said. "I heard there was a certain man cub stirring up some serious trouble." he replied. James gulped, he knew he did nothing wrong, but how to convince this beast before him that. "N-n-no.. I haven't heard ab-b-bout it." James stuttered, looking side to side and cowering slightly. Simba looked at him longingly. "Now, now, lying to the King as well as going around causing trouble.?" he said, approaching him. James looked down and gulped audibly. "It seems a punishment is in order. But first." James looked up to see the lion pounce on him pinning his shoulders to the ground. He smiled devilishly and licked his face, “Ive always wanted to do this”. With that Simba spun around and wrapped his tail around James to constrict him and shoved his snout in his slick crack. James’s nose made contact with his tailhole which felt moist and smelled even worse up close. "There you go boy, you got it now." his captor said with an impish grin. James’s face was compressed by Simba’s firm cheeks on all sides and his tail keeping him in place. Simba shook his butt in James’s face and swung him around with him. James groaned in discomfort, "Let me go! This is gross!" he said barely audible. "Come now boy, your king is just getting started, and do I have a treat for you!” He arched his back and grunted, letting out a rambunctious fart in James’s face. PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT "Ahh, what a relief." Simba said with a moan. James took the stinky blast point blank assaulting his taste and smell that made him cough. Simba used his tail to move his face up and down between his crack. "Oh dear boy, it seems i'm a bit gassy today, how lucky for you." his captor said rubbing his stomach. He then grabbed the boys ahead with his strong paws and forced his head in his crotch area, nose dangerous close do his tight pucker. Simba flexed every muscle in his body as a loud gurgle was heard from his stomach. Legs pointed high to the sky he slammed the boys no directly into his surprisingly clean ass hole. He held his head there while he blew massive wind that was more silent but deadly. pfffffffffffffffffffffffft, the fart lasted for thirty seconds. Simba with his tongue hanging out in ecstasy, rubbed the boys nose against his anus and his inner thighs. Another pffffffffffffffffffffffffft and Simba had pushed his whole nose into his hole. He rapped his hind legs around James to keep him from moving and to aid in pushing his face even deeper between his sweaty legs. He took the boys face out of his butt. James coughed and spit, "That was so gross!" he exclaimed. He ran back to the water in a futile attempt to wash the stench from his nostrils. Simba came and pushed his head under the gentle stream. "You aren't done yet, slave." Simba said sinisterly. His back legs dropped out from under him, sending his plump delicious butt plummeting toward's James submerged face. James let out a scream that was cut short by his face being completely enveloped in Simbas crevice with a loud splash. Simba looked back to see only splashing water from the struggling child, both of his cheeks touching the ground on either side. He smiled contently and shook his tight booty on the boys face. Now James was struggling for air. He was drowning under the magnificent round, hairy ass of the lion king. He squirmed madly in an attempt to gain even the slightest bit of oxygen, but to no avail. Every movement only pushed his face farther into Simba’s backside. He laughed to himself “Now my trespasser you have a choice, either except the life giving gas I am so gracious offering you, or suffocate under my rump”. With that Simba made another massive grunt, the moist tailhole spewing out another warm stinky blast, leaving James the only choice of breathing in his backside bombs. PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT. The smell burned the boys throat and nostrils, he didn’t want to die like this, so he suffered through more of the rancid spoiled meat reaking backblasts. Simba shifted his wait so his tailhole pushed directly against the poor boys nose forcing him to smell his putrid farts just for survival. Simba then perked his leg up, clenched his teeth, grinded his behind on the boys face and bombarded the child with a series of short, yet deafening farts that sent ripples through the water and James’s face. Simba sniffed the air a bit, "Smells like the antelope is doing it's job." he said with a smirk. It was apparent that he was enjoying this. "Your punishment's almost over Boy." Simba said with a stern tone. James felt somewhat relieved at hearing those words and eased himself. Simba now stood upright, giving the boy a chance to breathe real oxygen. He then slammed all his weight down on James’s head. He cried out in pain, which he soon regretted. Simba shifted his position slightly so hir anus made contact with his prisoners mouth. James’s eyes shot wide open as the soft pucker made its way past his lips. "Almost over, but not quite yet." Simba grinned. He closed his eyes and dug his paws into the river bank. James felt the hole open up in his mouth and the wet juicy sound that followed. Thick putrid gas expelled from the hole and into his mouth. The gas filled his mouth to its brimming point, forcing him to swallow it all. PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT. James thought his captors gas tasted as bad as they smelled, but the gas kept coming. For twenty straight seconds, Simba farted in James’s mouth and he was forced to breath and swallow it all.

Simba gave a sigh of relief and looked down to her half concious human. "I believe you've learned your lesson, for now." Simba said. “But just for good measure you’re going to spend the night with me and Kovu. Giving his tail a seductive flick as the boy faded from consciousness.
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