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This story contains: Male to male interaction (non-sexual), belching and farting. 16+ is advised.
My name is Sam Brown, a young gay Komodo dragon without any idea what to do in the future. I’m just an ordinary student at Anthris College, one of the most established institutes in my whole world, and I’m a good example of a brick in the wall. I’m just a student there and nothing more. No one really pays attention to me, and I don’t really mind it. Most of my classes are relatively calm. I have nice teachers and I don’t know of any bullies in school, at least not yet. Even better, is that this was the first day of school, and I was in my 2nd year.
Today my first class was Chemistry. I walked my way to class, sat down and prepared to pull out my textbook, notebook and pen, when my teacher walked in. The others already sat down as well, and he eyed the door nervously.
“Good morning class, I’ve got exciting news! From today a new student will be joining us. I want you to be nice to him. Say hello to Jake Thunder!” My teacher, a lanky otter wearing thick round glasses announced. He signaled the new student to come in. He didn’t seem excited, but he was very nice to look at, that’s for sure.
A crocodile, he looked like one of those greaser types you’d see in those 50’s movies. He was boasting a very muscular body, a black leather biker jacket, blue denim skinny jeans, a brown belt and a thin white t-shirt. All the while sporting a nice pompadour-ish haircut with a pair of aviator sunglasses on top. You could still see his big pecs and abs underneath the shirt.
“Sup.” Jake raised his hand nonchalantly with a bored smile.
First thoughts in my mind? This guy is mine, from his looks alone. Luckily, the chair next to me was the only available one left, so that hunk got to sit next to me on my first class! Time to make my first move, I thought. I was secretly hoping he wasn’t a smoker, since the smell of cigarettes is dreadful in my opinion, but I was greeted with a different stench when he sat down next to me. He smelled like he’d been sweaty for quite a while, and not having taken a shower in at least a few weeks. Many may find that kind of smell very off-putting, but there’s something about that stench that I greatly enjoy in particular.
“Hi there, are you new here?” I asked him, with a friendly grin on my face.
“Yeah, I guess. Moved here since last week.” Jake answered. His halitosis would be off-putting to most, but I kinda liked it.
“Oh that’s cool, I can show you around here after class if you like.” I said, to which he smiled back. His teeth were still visibly white and clean though.
“I’d appreciate it bro, this place is a freaking maze.”
The teacher then signaled us to be quiet, and we were forced to endure 50 minutes of boring chemistry class. Something about connections between atoms to make certain molecules, and what salt is by definition… I could hardly pay attention. I was blessed with a handsome and smelly hunk sitting next to me, like we were two atoms being drawn together. Wait… maybe I did pay attention?
Well, class was over and as I stood up, so did Jake. We happened to have the next class together too, which would start in 45 minutes. Weirdly scheduled, but it is how it is.
I signaled him to come with me, and so he did. I asked him about his hobbies, his previous hometown, and hardly felt the urge to talk about myself. I wanted to know who this handsome croc is. At the end though, he asked me in return.
“What’s your name?” He eyed me, raising one eyebrow.
“Oh, uh… I’m Sam. I guess I should’ve introduced myself sooner, huh?”
“You seem cool. Wanna hang out at my place after school?”
No one ever called me cool before, his complement caught me off-guard, and made me blush. Without a second thought I agreed happily. His smell was putting people off around him, but he didn’t give a damn about that. He eyed only me, and I eyed only him. Surely it wouldn’t be so easy to find love at first sight, if I could call it that… right? I sure as hell felt like it was though.
UGH, the rest of the school day felt like it went on WAY too long. Every class more irritating than the last. Why? I grew more and more impatient! I wanted to spend time with Jake, even if I only just met him this morning. We shared like… 4 more classes, and the last we were separated. I was at PE and he at math, and all that time I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Weirdly, I already missed him, and his peculiar smell of sweat and bad breath. Playing dodgeball today was also not really good fortune for me. Constantly being distracted meant a lot of balls flying into my face, while I was too busy zoning out about Jake.
When the last school bell of the day finally rang, I ran my way to the school’s gate, waiting for him. I ran as fast as I could, and ended up panting like a dog. After PE class too, so I was physically very drained. But wait a minute or two later, and he came to me. Jake raised his head a bit, signaling a ‘hello’, and telling me to come towards him. I wasted no time and rushed over.
Then, I heard Jake’s stomach rumble a bit, and he held one of his hands on his big abs and smiled at me.
“Watch closely.” He said, pulling in a nearby passing student, a young weasel girl, and farted right in her face. Why he did that? He thought it was funny, probably. Obviously the girl got mad as hell, and tried to punch him in his gut, to which he felt nothing as he naughtily smirked at her in return.
“UGH, you’re disgusting! Never do that again, you turd!” She yelled, running away.
I couldn’t help but laugh a bit after that response, and so did Jake. At the same time… how lucky that girl was, and she didn’t even realize it. I would’ve loved to have taken her place there.
“Welp, let’s go. Follow me, bro.” Jake said.
“Am I gonna be your next target?” I jokingly asked. Not that I would’ve minded.
“Do you wanna?”
“Nah, just asking to be safe.” I awkwardly tried to laugh it off. I did want that, yes, but I couldn’t just say it out loud, could I? Not with all these other students here…
“Well I’ve always got more where that came from. If you want a taste of it, let me know and I’ll share.” He winked at me with a dirty, toothy grin. Strangely, it didn’t make me feel uncomfortable. He was swooning me all the more.
I followed Jake to a parking lot, after which he led me to a motorcycle, a chopper which fitted two passengers, one driver and a seat behind it, both seats made of a soft black leather.
“Hop on the back, I’ll take you for a ride to my place.” Jake said, as he sat down on the motorcycle. I didn’t hesitate, and sat right behind him. I could’ve sworn I heard a little toot come out of his butt, but I didn’t smell anything odd. He revved up the engine, and we were quickly on the way… to his place.
Then, sure enough, after roughly ten minutes, we arrived at what seemed like a relatively normal house in a long street. He stopped the motorcycle before the house’s garage entrance, and parked the bike inside. I figured it’d be smart to step off before he parked it, and he seemed to appreciate it too. After he parked it, he returned and reached for a key in his big leather biker jacket. He opened the front door and invited me to come in.
“Welcome to ‘casa del Thunder’, bro. Make yourself at home.” He proudly announced.
The house kinda smelled similar to Jake, only a tad worse. I didn’t mind though, I felt aroused by it. While I now live on my own, my family always demanded me to clean everything very thoroughly, and I hated those chores… This home though, seemed like a real place where the living inhabitants are free to do as they please, something I could dream of. The aroma of flatulence, sweat and old leftovers of past dinners lingered in the air. I liked it a lot!
“Let’s head upstairs. I wanna show you something.” Jake said, and went up the stairs. I quickly followed behind him. He then led me into his room, where his usual stench was amplified fivefold. I normally like this kind of scent, but this was quite extreme, even for my standards. It took me a while to get used to, but Jake noticed that I was holding my nose for a while.
“Ah, come on dude. It’s not so bad. You’ll get used to it.” He patted me on my shoulder.
“Sorry, I’ve never been to a place like this before. I don’t mean to be rude.” I apologized, to which Jake laughed. I then took things slowly, and sure enough, the stench became pleasant after a few seconds. At least to me it did.
“Aren’t you nice. Here, take this.” He showed me something and handed it to me. Upon closer inspection, he handed me a black leather biker jacket, nearly identical to his, but slightly smaller and the metal buttons on the collar and shoulder straps were a bit more gold-ish than the one Jake is wearing.
“You… want me to wear this?” I asked him. It seemed like it was made of real leather too. Must’ve been expensive as hell!
“Yeah dude, put it on. I hope you don’t mind the fact that I used to wear it before I got this new one.” He crossed his arms and nodded.
Secretly, I’ve always wanted to wear a leather biker jacket like this, but… I always felt like I wasn’t cool enough for it, nor was I wealthy enough to be able to afford one in the first place. Not only that, but I get to wear a jacket that used to be Jake’s? Hell yeah! I wasted no time and put on the biker jacket. Doing so felt… Heavenly. The feeling of being embraced by such a jacket felt so pleasant, I sighed out of pleasure, accidentally doing it out loud. Of course, I was all the while basked in Jake’s scent at the same time. Jake smiled at me.
“Awesome, it’s a perfect fit! Now I’m sorry about this, but I gotta do this to really confirm whether you can handle me as being your friend. Now for step two.”
Step two? I mean… was this some kind of weird ‘welcoming procedure’ I enrolled myself into? What was he gonna do now? I tried to think of something, but before I could, he stopped me from hypothesizing fast.
He put both his arms out and grabbed my head, and placed it much closer to his. When his snout was right before mine, he opened his a bit slowly, and…
“BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP.”
Jake let out the loudest and smelliest belch he could. Its rancid stench would normally be capable of making any living being pass out or even kill it, but… I didn’t. I loved it wholly. The sensation of that manly stench, his muscular body, the privilege of him considering me a potential friend… I felt over the moon from having the chance to be close to someone like Jake. I felt so pleased that I almost fell to my knees. I could only just barely keep my composure in tact. I felt so violated yet blessed at the same time.
He took a deep breath and gave me a long stare. It looked as if he was evaluating something. My response to his blessing belch maybe? Then he smiled at me again.
“Great job, bro, you passed it. Three more steps to go.”
I recounted what happened thus far after school. He farted on some random girl, invited me to ride with him on his cool motorcycle, gave me a free leather biker jacket, and belched in my face. I couldn’t possibly think of what could be next.
Jake then looked me in the eye, and tilted his head a bit, his expression saying something like “Now I expect something from you” or something. I’m bad at reading faces, okay?
“Now you.” He said.
“Me? What should I do?”
“Belch in my face. I want to know how much potential you’ve got.”
Potential? Does he want me to become his protégé or something? No time to think about that. I remember reading online that you can burp on command by swallowing a lot of air.
I tried my best to do it as much as I could before I completely filled my lungs, and tried to let it out. As a Komodo dragon though, I’d have to be very careful not to spit out any poisonous saliva. Still, I did my best.
“BUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP.”
It was a moderate belch. Not the best I could do, but louder and longer than most of the people I knew could do. Of course, it was nowhere near as powerful as Jake’s demonstration, but he nodded in approval regardless.
“Needs some work, but not bad, not bad. You’ve got potential indeed. Two steps left.”
I feel proud after hearing his praise. Strange, since I did nothing except let out the best belch I could just now. Normally I’d be ashamed if I did this in public, but now… I felt like I was doing the right thing here. I am making a cool new friend, right?
“Time for step three. Come with me.” He said, and led me to his backyard. It was quite a spacious one at that, boasting a big lawn, and a pretty big swimming pool in the center. The pool was filled with a type of water too… though it looked a bit gross.
“What’s in this water?” I asked, hesitating.
“You’ll find out later. For your next test, I need you to dive in there. But don’t worry, it’s like… 70 inches deep or so. You can put off that jacket, and I’ll give it back to you afterwards. You got this, dude.” Jake gave me a thumbs up, and I gave him his jacket back. It wasn’t really mine, after all.
Part of me felt frustrated, having to return my awesome, newly received biker jacket for this weird test, but I decided to move on from it. I slowly approached the pool, and noticed that whatever transparent liquid was inside of it… it didn’t just look gross, it smelled gross too.
I decided to put off a few excess clothing pieces, like my shoes, shirt (I wore another underneath it) and belt. I was now standing there, barefoot with a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. I did try to keep myself in good physical shape, but I’m far from muscular, even though I would love to be just that.
I took a few deep breaths, and started doubting. Whatever was in that pool might as well be some kind of poison, or weird chemical substance. All I know for sure, is that it smells bad. I tried to calm myself, thinking how nice Jake has been to me so far. Surely this wouldn’t be some kind of weird trick, right? I shook off my doubt and I took a step closer. I stretched a bit, and after taking a few steps back again, I decided to leap in there.
The ‘water’ felt extremely warm, and even as I was underneath the surface, I could smell a strong scent of sweat and flatulence. After I reached the deepest point of my dive, I immediately tried my best to return to the surface. I kind of liked the feel but at the same time it felt like it stung a bit, resulting in a slightly uncomfortable feeling I was all too happy to get rid of.
Once I got a chance to breathe again, I gasped for air, and quickly got out of the pool. Then it hit me. I smell awful… The remaining clothes I was still wearing smell awful, my scales smell awful … *I* smell awful. I think I now get what Jake is trying to do. He’s trying to make me just like him. Just as cool, just as smelly… wait… That’d be amazing!
“Awesome jump, dude! You nailed it!”
“Thanks, man!” I responded.
“Now one more step, and I’ll tell you why I’m doing this.”
Seemed like a decent pay-off to me. I get to be more like Jake, and he tells me why I’m doing all of these weird things that I don't even mind doing, as weird as it all is.
He then led me back inside. By now it must’ve been like 6.00pm, and I started to get hungry, and so did Jake. He led me to a kitchen, and a large dining table suited for roughly 8 people.
“Want a leftover burrito? Made it myself.” He asked me.
“Depends on how old it is.” I responded in a bit of a cold way.
“Five days. Usually these things still taste good for like a week, they’re expired after that.”
“Sure! Sounds great!” I responded, seemingly ignoring that it was already quite close to the expiry date Jake just mentioned.
He took two of them out of the fridge nearby, and put them in a microwave for a minute or two. When they were heated well enough, he took out two plates. One for me, one for him. We sat next to each other, and started eating.
When I took my first bite… It tasted great! My parents weren’t good at cooking, and neither was I… but this burrito Jake made… tasted amazing!
“It tastes great. Thanks for the food, man!” I sounded very happy, to which Jake laughed in response.
“I just hope that burrito will do its job in time. Give it ten minutes or so.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked. Then it hit me. I felt the taste of brown beans slowly force me to stop chewing. I took a second or five to process it.
He wants me to set off a gas bomb like he did on that innocent girl back in school? He really IS trying to make me like him! Not that I minded. I shrugged and kept eating. Savory until the last bite, I politely finished my plate, and so did Jake.
“Time for the final step. That burrito should be doing its job now. Stand in front of me.”
I didn’t think much of it, and decided to follow his orders. When I did, he went down on his knees. I slowly started to feel my stomach churn a bit. That burrito was tasty, but it surely makes one gassy as a result. Wait a minute… He just straight up wants me to FART on him now?
“Are you sure you wanna stand there now? I think it’s a bad idea…” I said to him, worried.
“Nope, it’s part of my test. Now give me the good stuff. Lay a stink bomb on me now, could ya?” Jake asked, and went to his knees.
I started panicking. Was this what he wanted? Am I just to be his toy or something? Is this why he fed me, gave me all these weird tests to become like him? I didn’t want to do something this awful to him. I like him! I can’t stink him up like this! It’d be messed up as hell!
…Ugh I can’t think straight anymore… My stomach feels like it’s going to explode. I held my hands tight on my belly, and then…
PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT.
I managed to rip one hell of a mighty fart right into Jake’s face. It was so fierce that it forced his head back quite a bit, tears forming in his eyes as a result. I felt awful as a result and turned around immediately, noticing how awful it smelled as well, only made me feel more guilty about it.
“I… I’m so sorry! I didn’t expect it to be this bad.” I apologized hastily.
“Dude, are you kidding me? That was AWESOME! You’re an even better ass blaster than I am!” He was now on the floor on his back, laughing out loud. He then stood up again, and embraced me in a hug. “Congrats my bro, you’ve made it through all of my tests. No one’s ever done that before! You are truly awesome!”
“Can you tell me why you wanted me to do all of this now!?” I still felt a bit upset about that, but also felt… proud?
“Of course. Truth is… I’ve always wanted a boyfriend who shares my enthusiasm for bad smells like this. When I sat next to you this morning, I got the feeling that you quite liked my stench. I knew I hit the jackpot by meeting you, Sam. Do you feel the same way, dude?”
“I… guess I do? I do enjoy your body odor.” I replied.
“How about it, bro? Wanna become the smelliest couple in town?”
“What do you think I’ll say?” I jokingly replied, embracing him in a tight, smelly hug. The fact his huge muscular body made it impossible for me to fully embrace him made the hug feel all the more divine to me.
We only met this morning, and I already felt so attached to Jake. Despite him testing me on both ends of several abhorrent methods of getting used to bad smells… I liked it a lot. Heck, I even got my own badass leather biker jacket now! I then realized… I didn’t just want to be like him in terms of smell… I wanted to be just as strong as he is too. Those abs… those pecs… that golden smile that belongs only to the most alpha of alpha males… I want to be just like that.
“Hey dude, If you’d like, you can stay over at my place if you want.” Jake said, giving me his usual ‘cool guy’ nod.
I didn’t hesitate for a millisecond. I want to be with Jake as much as I possibly can. He will now not only be my boyfriend, but my mentor. I will be his new apprentice. His star pupil.
My name is Sam Brown, a young gay Komodo dragon without any idea what to do in the future. I’m just an ordinary student at Anthris College, one of the most established institutes in my whole world, and I’m a good example of a brick in the wall. I’m just a student there and nothing more. No one really pays attention to me, and I don’t really mind it. Most of my classes are relatively calm. I have nice teachers and I don’t know of any bullies in school, at least not yet. Even better, is that this was the first day of school, and I was in my 2nd year.
Today my first class was Chemistry. I walked my way to class, sat down and prepared to pull out my textbook, notebook and pen, when my teacher walked in. The others already sat down as well, and he eyed the door nervously.
“Good morning class, I’ve got exciting news! From today a new student will be joining us. I want you to be nice to him. Say hello to Jake Thunder!” My teacher, a lanky otter wearing thick round glasses announced. He signaled the new student to come in. He didn’t seem excited, but he was very nice to look at, that’s for sure.
A crocodile, he looked like one of those greaser types you’d see in those 50’s movies. He was boasting a very muscular body, a black leather biker jacket, blue denim skinny jeans, a brown belt and a thin white t-shirt. All the while sporting a nice pompadour-ish haircut with a pair of aviator sunglasses on top. You could still see his big pecs and abs underneath the shirt.
“Sup.” Jake raised his hand nonchalantly with a bored smile.
First thoughts in my mind? This guy is mine, from his looks alone. Luckily, the chair next to me was the only available one left, so that hunk got to sit next to me on my first class! Time to make my first move, I thought. I was secretly hoping he wasn’t a smoker, since the smell of cigarettes is dreadful in my opinion, but I was greeted with a different stench when he sat down next to me. He smelled like he’d been sweaty for quite a while, and not having taken a shower in at least a few weeks. Many may find that kind of smell very off-putting, but there’s something about that stench that I greatly enjoy in particular.
“Hi there, are you new here?” I asked him, with a friendly grin on my face.
“Yeah, I guess. Moved here since last week.” Jake answered. His halitosis would be off-putting to most, but I kinda liked it.
“Oh that’s cool, I can show you around here after class if you like.” I said, to which he smiled back. His teeth were still visibly white and clean though.
“I’d appreciate it bro, this place is a freaking maze.”
The teacher then signaled us to be quiet, and we were forced to endure 50 minutes of boring chemistry class. Something about connections between atoms to make certain molecules, and what salt is by definition… I could hardly pay attention. I was blessed with a handsome and smelly hunk sitting next to me, like we were two atoms being drawn together. Wait… maybe I did pay attention?
Well, class was over and as I stood up, so did Jake. We happened to have the next class together too, which would start in 45 minutes. Weirdly scheduled, but it is how it is.
I signaled him to come with me, and so he did. I asked him about his hobbies, his previous hometown, and hardly felt the urge to talk about myself. I wanted to know who this handsome croc is. At the end though, he asked me in return.
“What’s your name?” He eyed me, raising one eyebrow.
“Oh, uh… I’m Sam. I guess I should’ve introduced myself sooner, huh?”
“You seem cool. Wanna hang out at my place after school?”
No one ever called me cool before, his complement caught me off-guard, and made me blush. Without a second thought I agreed happily. His smell was putting people off around him, but he didn’t give a damn about that. He eyed only me, and I eyed only him. Surely it wouldn’t be so easy to find love at first sight, if I could call it that… right? I sure as hell felt like it was though.
UGH, the rest of the school day felt like it went on WAY too long. Every class more irritating than the last. Why? I grew more and more impatient! I wanted to spend time with Jake, even if I only just met him this morning. We shared like… 4 more classes, and the last we were separated. I was at PE and he at math, and all that time I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Weirdly, I already missed him, and his peculiar smell of sweat and bad breath. Playing dodgeball today was also not really good fortune for me. Constantly being distracted meant a lot of balls flying into my face, while I was too busy zoning out about Jake.
When the last school bell of the day finally rang, I ran my way to the school’s gate, waiting for him. I ran as fast as I could, and ended up panting like a dog. After PE class too, so I was physically very drained. But wait a minute or two later, and he came to me. Jake raised his head a bit, signaling a ‘hello’, and telling me to come towards him. I wasted no time and rushed over.
Then, I heard Jake’s stomach rumble a bit, and he held one of his hands on his big abs and smiled at me.
“Watch closely.” He said, pulling in a nearby passing student, a young weasel girl, and farted right in her face. Why he did that? He thought it was funny, probably. Obviously the girl got mad as hell, and tried to punch him in his gut, to which he felt nothing as he naughtily smirked at her in return.
“UGH, you’re disgusting! Never do that again, you turd!” She yelled, running away.
I couldn’t help but laugh a bit after that response, and so did Jake. At the same time… how lucky that girl was, and she didn’t even realize it. I would’ve loved to have taken her place there.
“Welp, let’s go. Follow me, bro.” Jake said.
“Am I gonna be your next target?” I jokingly asked. Not that I would’ve minded.
“Do you wanna?”
“Nah, just asking to be safe.” I awkwardly tried to laugh it off. I did want that, yes, but I couldn’t just say it out loud, could I? Not with all these other students here…
“Well I’ve always got more where that came from. If you want a taste of it, let me know and I’ll share.” He winked at me with a dirty, toothy grin. Strangely, it didn’t make me feel uncomfortable. He was swooning me all the more.
I followed Jake to a parking lot, after which he led me to a motorcycle, a chopper which fitted two passengers, one driver and a seat behind it, both seats made of a soft black leather.
“Hop on the back, I’ll take you for a ride to my place.” Jake said, as he sat down on the motorcycle. I didn’t hesitate, and sat right behind him. I could’ve sworn I heard a little toot come out of his butt, but I didn’t smell anything odd. He revved up the engine, and we were quickly on the way… to his place.
Then, sure enough, after roughly ten minutes, we arrived at what seemed like a relatively normal house in a long street. He stopped the motorcycle before the house’s garage entrance, and parked the bike inside. I figured it’d be smart to step off before he parked it, and he seemed to appreciate it too. After he parked it, he returned and reached for a key in his big leather biker jacket. He opened the front door and invited me to come in.
“Welcome to ‘casa del Thunder’, bro. Make yourself at home.” He proudly announced.
The house kinda smelled similar to Jake, only a tad worse. I didn’t mind though, I felt aroused by it. While I now live on my own, my family always demanded me to clean everything very thoroughly, and I hated those chores… This home though, seemed like a real place where the living inhabitants are free to do as they please, something I could dream of. The aroma of flatulence, sweat and old leftovers of past dinners lingered in the air. I liked it a lot!
“Let’s head upstairs. I wanna show you something.” Jake said, and went up the stairs. I quickly followed behind him. He then led me into his room, where his usual stench was amplified fivefold. I normally like this kind of scent, but this was quite extreme, even for my standards. It took me a while to get used to, but Jake noticed that I was holding my nose for a while.
“Ah, come on dude. It’s not so bad. You’ll get used to it.” He patted me on my shoulder.
“Sorry, I’ve never been to a place like this before. I don’t mean to be rude.” I apologized, to which Jake laughed. I then took things slowly, and sure enough, the stench became pleasant after a few seconds. At least to me it did.
“Aren’t you nice. Here, take this.” He showed me something and handed it to me. Upon closer inspection, he handed me a black leather biker jacket, nearly identical to his, but slightly smaller and the metal buttons on the collar and shoulder straps were a bit more gold-ish than the one Jake is wearing.
“You… want me to wear this?” I asked him. It seemed like it was made of real leather too. Must’ve been expensive as hell!
“Yeah dude, put it on. I hope you don’t mind the fact that I used to wear it before I got this new one.” He crossed his arms and nodded.
Secretly, I’ve always wanted to wear a leather biker jacket like this, but… I always felt like I wasn’t cool enough for it, nor was I wealthy enough to be able to afford one in the first place. Not only that, but I get to wear a jacket that used to be Jake’s? Hell yeah! I wasted no time and put on the biker jacket. Doing so felt… Heavenly. The feeling of being embraced by such a jacket felt so pleasant, I sighed out of pleasure, accidentally doing it out loud. Of course, I was all the while basked in Jake’s scent at the same time. Jake smiled at me.
“Awesome, it’s a perfect fit! Now I’m sorry about this, but I gotta do this to really confirm whether you can handle me as being your friend. Now for step two.”
Step two? I mean… was this some kind of weird ‘welcoming procedure’ I enrolled myself into? What was he gonna do now? I tried to think of something, but before I could, he stopped me from hypothesizing fast.
He put both his arms out and grabbed my head, and placed it much closer to his. When his snout was right before mine, he opened his a bit slowly, and…
“BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP.”
Jake let out the loudest and smelliest belch he could. Its rancid stench would normally be capable of making any living being pass out or even kill it, but… I didn’t. I loved it wholly. The sensation of that manly stench, his muscular body, the privilege of him considering me a potential friend… I felt over the moon from having the chance to be close to someone like Jake. I felt so pleased that I almost fell to my knees. I could only just barely keep my composure in tact. I felt so violated yet blessed at the same time.
He took a deep breath and gave me a long stare. It looked as if he was evaluating something. My response to his blessing belch maybe? Then he smiled at me again.
“Great job, bro, you passed it. Three more steps to go.”
I recounted what happened thus far after school. He farted on some random girl, invited me to ride with him on his cool motorcycle, gave me a free leather biker jacket, and belched in my face. I couldn’t possibly think of what could be next.
Jake then looked me in the eye, and tilted his head a bit, his expression saying something like “Now I expect something from you” or something. I’m bad at reading faces, okay?
“Now you.” He said.
“Me? What should I do?”
“Belch in my face. I want to know how much potential you’ve got.”
Potential? Does he want me to become his protégé or something? No time to think about that. I remember reading online that you can burp on command by swallowing a lot of air.
I tried my best to do it as much as I could before I completely filled my lungs, and tried to let it out. As a Komodo dragon though, I’d have to be very careful not to spit out any poisonous saliva. Still, I did my best.
“BUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP.”
It was a moderate belch. Not the best I could do, but louder and longer than most of the people I knew could do. Of course, it was nowhere near as powerful as Jake’s demonstration, but he nodded in approval regardless.
“Needs some work, but not bad, not bad. You’ve got potential indeed. Two steps left.”
I feel proud after hearing his praise. Strange, since I did nothing except let out the best belch I could just now. Normally I’d be ashamed if I did this in public, but now… I felt like I was doing the right thing here. I am making a cool new friend, right?
“Time for step three. Come with me.” He said, and led me to his backyard. It was quite a spacious one at that, boasting a big lawn, and a pretty big swimming pool in the center. The pool was filled with a type of water too… though it looked a bit gross.
“What’s in this water?” I asked, hesitating.
“You’ll find out later. For your next test, I need you to dive in there. But don’t worry, it’s like… 70 inches deep or so. You can put off that jacket, and I’ll give it back to you afterwards. You got this, dude.” Jake gave me a thumbs up, and I gave him his jacket back. It wasn’t really mine, after all.
Part of me felt frustrated, having to return my awesome, newly received biker jacket for this weird test, but I decided to move on from it. I slowly approached the pool, and noticed that whatever transparent liquid was inside of it… it didn’t just look gross, it smelled gross too.
I decided to put off a few excess clothing pieces, like my shoes, shirt (I wore another underneath it) and belt. I was now standing there, barefoot with a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. I did try to keep myself in good physical shape, but I’m far from muscular, even though I would love to be just that.
I took a few deep breaths, and started doubting. Whatever was in that pool might as well be some kind of poison, or weird chemical substance. All I know for sure, is that it smells bad. I tried to calm myself, thinking how nice Jake has been to me so far. Surely this wouldn’t be some kind of weird trick, right? I shook off my doubt and I took a step closer. I stretched a bit, and after taking a few steps back again, I decided to leap in there.
The ‘water’ felt extremely warm, and even as I was underneath the surface, I could smell a strong scent of sweat and flatulence. After I reached the deepest point of my dive, I immediately tried my best to return to the surface. I kind of liked the feel but at the same time it felt like it stung a bit, resulting in a slightly uncomfortable feeling I was all too happy to get rid of.
Once I got a chance to breathe again, I gasped for air, and quickly got out of the pool. Then it hit me. I smell awful… The remaining clothes I was still wearing smell awful, my scales smell awful … *I* smell awful. I think I now get what Jake is trying to do. He’s trying to make me just like him. Just as cool, just as smelly… wait… That’d be amazing!
“Awesome jump, dude! You nailed it!”
“Thanks, man!” I responded.
“Now one more step, and I’ll tell you why I’m doing this.”
Seemed like a decent pay-off to me. I get to be more like Jake, and he tells me why I’m doing all of these weird things that I don't even mind doing, as weird as it all is.
He then led me back inside. By now it must’ve been like 6.00pm, and I started to get hungry, and so did Jake. He led me to a kitchen, and a large dining table suited for roughly 8 people.
“Want a leftover burrito? Made it myself.” He asked me.
“Depends on how old it is.” I responded in a bit of a cold way.
“Five days. Usually these things still taste good for like a week, they’re expired after that.”
“Sure! Sounds great!” I responded, seemingly ignoring that it was already quite close to the expiry date Jake just mentioned.
He took two of them out of the fridge nearby, and put them in a microwave for a minute or two. When they were heated well enough, he took out two plates. One for me, one for him. We sat next to each other, and started eating.
When I took my first bite… It tasted great! My parents weren’t good at cooking, and neither was I… but this burrito Jake made… tasted amazing!
“It tastes great. Thanks for the food, man!” I sounded very happy, to which Jake laughed in response.
“I just hope that burrito will do its job in time. Give it ten minutes or so.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked. Then it hit me. I felt the taste of brown beans slowly force me to stop chewing. I took a second or five to process it.
He wants me to set off a gas bomb like he did on that innocent girl back in school? He really IS trying to make me like him! Not that I minded. I shrugged and kept eating. Savory until the last bite, I politely finished my plate, and so did Jake.
“Time for the final step. That burrito should be doing its job now. Stand in front of me.”
I didn’t think much of it, and decided to follow his orders. When I did, he went down on his knees. I slowly started to feel my stomach churn a bit. That burrito was tasty, but it surely makes one gassy as a result. Wait a minute… He just straight up wants me to FART on him now?
“Are you sure you wanna stand there now? I think it’s a bad idea…” I said to him, worried.
“Nope, it’s part of my test. Now give me the good stuff. Lay a stink bomb on me now, could ya?” Jake asked, and went to his knees.
I started panicking. Was this what he wanted? Am I just to be his toy or something? Is this why he fed me, gave me all these weird tests to become like him? I didn’t want to do something this awful to him. I like him! I can’t stink him up like this! It’d be messed up as hell!
…Ugh I can’t think straight anymore… My stomach feels like it’s going to explode. I held my hands tight on my belly, and then…
PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT.
I managed to rip one hell of a mighty fart right into Jake’s face. It was so fierce that it forced his head back quite a bit, tears forming in his eyes as a result. I felt awful as a result and turned around immediately, noticing how awful it smelled as well, only made me feel more guilty about it.
“I… I’m so sorry! I didn’t expect it to be this bad.” I apologized hastily.
“Dude, are you kidding me? That was AWESOME! You’re an even better ass blaster than I am!” He was now on the floor on his back, laughing out loud. He then stood up again, and embraced me in a hug. “Congrats my bro, you’ve made it through all of my tests. No one’s ever done that before! You are truly awesome!”
“Can you tell me why you wanted me to do all of this now!?” I still felt a bit upset about that, but also felt… proud?
“Of course. Truth is… I’ve always wanted a boyfriend who shares my enthusiasm for bad smells like this. When I sat next to you this morning, I got the feeling that you quite liked my stench. I knew I hit the jackpot by meeting you, Sam. Do you feel the same way, dude?”
“I… guess I do? I do enjoy your body odor.” I replied.
“How about it, bro? Wanna become the smelliest couple in town?”
“What do you think I’ll say?” I jokingly replied, embracing him in a tight, smelly hug. The fact his huge muscular body made it impossible for me to fully embrace him made the hug feel all the more divine to me.
We only met this morning, and I already felt so attached to Jake. Despite him testing me on both ends of several abhorrent methods of getting used to bad smells… I liked it a lot. Heck, I even got my own badass leather biker jacket now! I then realized… I didn’t just want to be like him in terms of smell… I wanted to be just as strong as he is too. Those abs… those pecs… that golden smile that belongs only to the most alpha of alpha males… I want to be just like that.
“Hey dude, If you’d like, you can stay over at my place if you want.” Jake said, giving me his usual ‘cool guy’ nod.
I didn’t hesitate for a millisecond. I want to be with Jake as much as I possibly can. He will now not only be my boyfriend, but my mentor. I will be his new apprentice. His star pupil.
Category Story / Fetish Other
Species Komodo Dragon
Gender Male
Size 50 x 50px
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