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There’s a box in Kaoru’s nightstand, black with a silky green bow.
It’s been sitting there for some time. Kaoru has been waiting patiently for the right moment to use the object inside. He wanted it to be a special time, one that would be perfect for both himself and Kojiro.
It seemed that a special time had finally come.
It was a Friday night, no different from any other. They had settled onto the couch to watch a movie, a bowl of popcorn on the coffee table that was being ignored as they bickered over what to watch. Finally, Kojiro blew out an annoyed breath and leaned forward to grab a handful of popcorn. It was then that Kaoru noticed it.
Just above the elastic waistband of Kojiro’s sleep pants, a line of pale blue peeked out.
How interesting. Kojiro was wearing panties today.
Not that he didn’t wear them often. It was just odd for him to have them on when they were just lounging at home. Perhaps Kojiro thought he was going to get lucky.
Kaoru blinked at the thought. Maybe…
Pushing himself off the couch, Kaoru walked into the bedroom, ignoring the curious look on Kojiro’s face. He opened the top drawer of his nightstand.
That little box was sitting perfectly in the center. Kaoru picked it up and opened it carefully. Inside sat a remote, no bigger than the size of a cell phone. Kaoru slipped it into his pocket before walking over to the bathroom door. He took a deep breath as he pushed the lock in on the door and shut it.
It was time to play the waiting game.
Kaoru went back to the living room and sat beside Kojiro, leaning into the man’s side. Kojiro chuckled.
“Done primping for a night in?” He teased.
“I had an important call to make. Just start the movie.” Kaoru huffed.
For once, Kaoru was thankful that Kojiro was so easily distracted. The man had become engrossed with the movie pretty quickly, shoveling popcorn into his mouth as he watched. So, Kaoru began to work.
Slipping the remote from his pocket, the pink haired man began toying with the buttons. He pressed one with a clock symbol before punching in the number forty-five. Then, he pressed a button marked with an infinity symbol. He slipped it back into his pocket before snuggling up to Kojiro, putting the man’s arm around him. He needed to seem as normal as possible.
It seemed Kojiro hadn’t noticed a thing.
With the plan now in motion, Kaoru settled in to watch the movie. Though he’d set the timer for forty-five minutes, he was sure he had closer to thirty to wait. The effects would hit Kojiro around that time; the movie would be far from over, but the real show would begin.
It’s all quiet until the thirty minute mark, just as Kaoru predicted. At that point, Kojiro starts to shift, a bit uncomfortable, but nothing unbearable.
At thirty-five minutes, Kojiro got up and walked into the bathroom. Kaoru waited for a moment. When he heard a frustrated shout, he went to check in.
Kojiro was standing at the bathroom door, clutching his stomach with one hand and jiggling the doorknob with the other. Kaoru simply watched as the green haired man whined.
“It’s fucking locked? No one else is here!” Kojiro hissed, grunting as his stomach cramped.
He groaned as he tried to turn the knob again. This was just his luck! His stomach was rumbling, he could feel the pressure, the need, and the bathroom was locked. Kojiro doubled over as his belly cramped again. Apparently, this one was going to be rowdy.
It was fine, though. Kojiro could hold it. It wasn’t like he’d never done it before; he could hold it until at least after the movie, when he could ask Kaoru to help. If anyone could unlock it, it would be Kaoru.
Kojiro grunted as his tummy cramped again, bending his knees slightly. Damn, why had it happened so suddenly? His stomach had felt fine all day! Yet now, it bubbled and gurgled ominously. It twisted and cramped uncomfortably, the way it always did when Kojiro was about to drop a huge load.
Now wasn’t the time to think about that, though. He needed to think of other things. Any other thing. So he could hold it in.
Kaoru peeked around the corner to watch as Kojiro grunted and whimpered. He slipped the remote out of his pocket and looked over the buttons. What to choose, what to choose…
He pressed up on the volume button, then he pressed a button with ‘XL’ printed on it. He pressed enter before waiting.
Only a moment later, Kojiro doubled over.
PFFFFFFBBBBBTTTT
Kaoru didn’t have to see Kojiro’s face to know the man was blushing. The fart practically reverberated in the room, and Kaoru could smell it from the doorway. He sniffed, far longer than necessary, before pressing the same buttons followed by the number three.
PFFFFFFBBBBBTTTT
PFFFFFFBBBBBTTTT
PFFFFFFBBBBBTTTT
In quick succession, three more huge farts escaped Kojiro, the man squatting a bit more with each one as he grunted.
Kojiro whimpered. “Ugh, why are they so loud? Kaoru’s gonna hear them…Hng, my stomach hurts…”
Without a second thought, Kaoru input a similar string of commands. He increased the volume, and pressed a small blue button. As soon as he hit enter, Kojiro grunted, spreading his legs and bending his knees. He kept grunting, hands balling into fists as he struggled and pushed.
PPPPPPBBBBBBRRRRRRTTTT
Kaoru felt a tingle run down his body. The fart had sounded absolutely sloppy; hot and bubbling and rancid. He wondered what Kojiro’s face looked like. Was it burning? Was he biting his lip? Eyes teary? Kojiro straighted, hands moving to cover his ass.
“Fuck, why was it wet?” Kojiro whined, “I can’t do this, I gotta hold it. I have to, I have to.”
Kaoru grinned. Poor Kojiro, so desperate. He punched a few more buttons and watched as a series of increasingly wet and sloppy farts left the green haired man. With only a minute left on the time, Kaoru simply repeated the current setting. Kojiro was practically exploding in his pants, filling them with hot, nasty gas at the command of Kaoru’s remote.
Finally, the timer had reached zero.
Now, Kaoru wanted nothing more than to just stroll in and get a front seat to the show. However, he was nothing if not patient. So, he stayed still, content to watch until the exact moment it would begin.
Kojiro doubled over as a powerful cramp hit his belly. He could practically feel the shit working its way down, waiting for him to push it out. Well, Kojiro would be damned if that would happen. He would hold it. There was no way he was going to make such a mess of himself!
His muscles tensed, ass cheeks clenching tightly. He was going to make it. The movie would end soon. Kaoru would be able to come help him. He just had to hold out a little longer.
A cramp had Kojiro squatting down entirely. He began to panic. Why wasn’t he able to stop?! He grunted as his body began to push on its own, despite his best efforts to keep his body rigid.
Alright, Kaoru was ready to step in.
Walking over to Kojiro, Kaoru leaned down and gave the green haired man’s pants a sharp tug. He pushed them down to his ankles, putting his panties on display. Kojiro looked back with wide eyes.
“Kaoru? W-“ Kojiro began.
“I could hear you farting from the living room. It sounded disgusting, so I thought I’d come check your panties. I honestly thought you might have pooped them.” Kaoru said.
“The bathroom door is locked. Can you…can you please…?”
Kojiro began to grunt, his body’s involuntary pushing growing stronger. He could feel the tip beginning to poke out of his hole. Fuck, he was going to shit himself at this rate!
“Why? It looks like you’ve already started doing your business.” Kaoru said, a teasing smile playing at his lips.
“I-I’m gonna hold it! I swear! Please just…hng…uggh…no, I’m gonna hold it! I will! I-hrrrg!”
Kojiro’s panties had started to tent, stretched by the first long log he’d pushed out during his oh-so-convincing speech. His cheeks burned with shame as he tried to stop it; his body didn’t listen to him, though. He was stuck there, squatting down, grunting and struggling as he filled his panties shit as Kaoru watched.
He honestly couldn’t think of anything more humiliating.
So why did it make him tingle with arousal?
Kaoru pouted mockingly. “What’s wrong, Kojiro? Embarrassed about taking a huge, hot dump in your little panties? Or is it that you’re pooping your pants in front of me?”
Finally, the log cut off, dropping into Kojiro’s panties. The man sighed in relief. Sure, he was humiliated beyond belief, but it was over now. He could get up and…
His stomach cramped again, and Kojiro found himself pushing in earnest. The next log felt huge; after a moment of struggling, Kojiro couldn’t even get the head out. Without thinking, he got on all fours and grit his teeth, grunting loudly as he pushed. After a few minutes, he finally felt it push past his hole. Refusing to stop, he simply kept pushing as it cooled in the seat of his panties.
This one really was big. Kojiro could feel it stretching him wide; each time he stopped pushing, it would slip back inside, needing to be pushed out again.
Kojiro was embarrassed to admit he took far more breaks than he should have.
It just felt so…good. Struggling felt good, the feeling of his shit moving in and out of his hole, knowing Kaoru was watching, it all made warmth pool in his belly.
I’m so disgusting. Poor Kaoru’s gonna be traumatized after this, Kojiro thought, attempting to push again.
Kaoru watched as Kojiro strained for a few moments. He could feel his dick stirring as he caught on to what Kojiro was doing. What a nasty boy his Kojiro was, fucking himself with his own shit. The green haired man’s grunts had started to blend with moans as he gave another push, finally sending the long, hard log into his panties.
“Hmm, Kojiro. You have a lump in the back of your panties and the front. Are you aroused by making your mess~?” Kaoru teased.
Kojiro felt tears prick his eyes. He had really hoped Kaoru wouldn’t notice the way his cock had hardened in his panties. He didn’t want Kaoru to know how nasty he was, enjoying the way he filled his panties with poop and the struggle to get it all out.
“Well, go on. Your little cock is weeping, take care of it.” Kaoru said.
Joe whimpered, pressing his chest to the floor as his belly gurgled again. This time, little pushing was needed; the mess was soft and mushy, making Kojiro grimace as it spread across his ass. But the grimace quickly changed as he bit his lip to hold back a moan. As much as he had wanted to another hard log to fuck his hole, he wondered what it would be like to reach back and feel his load as he rubbed his cock.
Not that he’d do that with Kaoru right there. He’d gross Kaoru out.
“N-No way, Kaoru! You’ll get grossed out!” Kojiro protested.
Kaoru walked over. In a swift motion, he landed a firm smack on Kojiro’s ass. The green haired man could stop the moan that slipped out. Fuck, that had felt good. He wanted it again, maybe while he was pushing…
And lucky for Kojiro, another huge log had worked its way down. He pushed hard, waiting for Kaoru to spank him again. The pink haired man delivered a smack that had Kojiro giggling with pleasure for a moment before the pure shame settled in his chest. He bit his lip grunting as he tried to get everything out.
Kaoru came to stand in front of Kojiro, showing him the remote in his hand.
“How about we make a deal? You make your little cock cream, and I’ll make you stop making a sloppy mess.” Kaoru bargained.
For a moment, Kojiro still refused. He just…couldn’t. Not like this, not in front of Kaoru. It would be too embarrassing. But after a few more moments, Kojiro gave in. He reached between his legs, rubbing his thumb along his cock as he continued to struggle with the thick long poking out of his hole. Like before, he took quite a few breaks, letting it slide in and out of his hole as he stroked himself. With his other hand, he reached back to feel the heavy load in his panties. He pushed at the log he was straining to get out, shuddering at the feeling of it.
That’s all it took, really.
Kojiro’s muscles became tense as he came, the front of his panties becoming sticky with his spunk. He panted as he looked at Kaoru. A man of his word, Kaoru pushed a button and Kojiro no longer felt any tummy trouble. He remained in his position, though, as Kaoru circled him. The man continued to press buttons as he settled behind Kojiro, hooking his fingers in the waistband of his panties and carefully pulling them down. They were so full, heavy and sloppy with Kojiro’s load. It smelled foul; Kaoru got to his knees and leaned in, taking a long sniff. Kojiro’s face warmed.
“I know it stinks, Kaoru. Sorry.” Kojiro murmured.
Kaoru wanted more.
He pressed a few buttons before settling the remote aside. He was more than set up for the rest of their session now. He spread Kojiro’s cheeks, watching the man’s hole twitch.
PPPPPPBBBBBBBRRRRTTT
The fart blasted Kaoru’s face as the pink haired man breathed in deeply. Fuck, it was a disgusting smell, absolutely rancid.
Kaoru fucking loved it.
“You’re practically gaping, Kojiro. I could slide right into you. Did you use those hard, thick turds to prep yourself for me?” Kaoru asked.
Kojiro had a hard time answering as he ripped another hot, wet fart. There was no way Kaoru would want to fuck him right now, right? His ass was…well, it was shitty. Sloppy. Though, Kojiro tingle at the thought of how humiliating it would be to have Kaoru fuck him good after all of this, the both of them sloppy at the end of it all…
“Can I fuck you, Kojiro?” Kaoru asked.
Kojiro sure as hell wasn’t saying no.
Kaoru wasted no time shedding his clothes and lining his dick up with Kojiro’s hole. As he pushed in, there was little resistance; Kojiro’s hole had been stretched wide by his mess. Kaoru started to move, foregoing anything slow and easy after just a few moments. He wanted this to be messy. His thrusts were erratic as he pounded Kojiro’s ass, fueled by Kojiro’s mewls and whines of pleasure. Kaoru pulled at for a moment.
PPPPPFFFFFFBBBBBBTTTT
Kojiro grunted as the fart came out, followed by two more. He felt Kaoru push into him again, stopping the fourth fart from escaping. It bubbled in his belly as Kaoru thrusted into him, making him moan and grunt as he tried to push it out around Kaoru’s dick.
Kaoru pulled out again, and Kojiro pushed hard, ripping a nasty fart that had Kaoru sniffing the air.
“You’re so smelly, Kojiro. You’re a stinky princess, aren’t you? A nasty, stinky princess who gets off to pooping your panties and getting the farts fucked out of you.” Kaoru said, his thrusts coming to a stop as his cock spurted.
Kojiro panted, whining as Kaoru pulled out. He couldn’t move. His bones felt like gelatin. His muscles were melted.
He was exhausted. Fucked out.
And it felt amazing.
However, he needed a shower, and he was sure Kaoru did, too. So, he forced himself up, carefully pulling his overfilled panties up with him. Kaoru hooked his fingers in the waistband and sharply tugged them up, the shit squelching as it fell out of the leg holes. Kojiro yelped.
“Why the hell did you do that?” Kojiro huffed.
“I knew you’d like it. Let’s go shower.” Kaoru said.
“Sorry it was gross.”
“Kojiro. I wouldn’t have used the remote on you to make you do this if I didn’t want to see it.”
“Where’d you get that, anyway?”
“I made it.”
“You used your big ass brain to make a remote that makes people shit and fart.”
“To make you shit and fart. It can’t be programmed to work on anyone else.”
“That kind of makes me feel loved. In a very deviant and degenerate way.”
“Mm. Shower. Let’s go.”
“You’ll do it again, right?”
Kaoru grinned. “If I told you, that would take the fun out of it.”
Kojiro blinked as he watched Kaoru swiftly unlock the bathroom and step inside. Well, there was no reason to think too hard about it, right? Kojiro followed after Kaoru and shut the bathroom door behind them. They had a lot of cleaning up to do.