Blaine tried to stay strong as Sam coated his poor face with his jock stench. He was sure to clench his meaty glutes together with Blaine's face still buried in the crack, crushing Blaine's head with his buns.
"You think you can handle it now?" Sam asked, smiling just before he looked back at the TV screen and continued his game.
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTT!!!!!!
"How about now, pretty boy?"
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTT!!
Sam laughed as Blaine moaned helplessly into the meat of his creamy bubble butt, and then lifted his strong legs to crush the back of Blaine's head and shove it deeper into his godly buttocks. He then released a whole lot of wet, rotten smelling farts into the poor boy's ass while he played video games.
"C'mon, bro, don't you wanna kiss some ass?" Sam laughed.
FAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRT!!!!
"Or was Mr Schue's enough for you?"
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRT!!!!!
Each blast was louder than the last, and Blaine felt the vibration of Sam's putrid gas on his rumble on his face. Helpless, tortured and gassed, Blaine was on the verge of passing out. But then, Sam showed mercy and released Blaine from the captivity of his meaty mounds. Blaine's face was covered in sweat and ass stench, but he seemed relieved that the torture was over.
"Thanks, Sam . . ." Blaine started to say, but his was soon squished under Sam's bubble butt.
"Ah ah ah, I don't think so. We're just gonna play a new game. And it's called . . .
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