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One Bed and a Storm

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I arrived at the motel at around midnight, I started falling asleep while driving so I knew that I couldn’t produce it to my cousin’s home without falling asleep. I went to the front desk to book a room. This handsome guy walks up and does the alike . The two receptionists look at each other, a bit hesitant. “Is everything alright?” the guy asks. The receptionist that I was working with begins to speak, “So we only contain one room left, and it only has one bed. As he came first we’re going to offer it to him but that would represent that there is no room for you”. The other receptionist looks up as if they got a shiny idea, “Unless sir you’re okay with sharing your room with this gentleman”. Now the pressure was on me, I mean I wouldn’t mind but would he? I guess he also needs some place to stay for the night, so no. “I’m okay with it” I say as we all look at the guy standing next to me. “Me too” he says. “Well that’s great. Here’s your key, Room 5B” the receptionist on my side says. “Thank you” I say “Thank you very much” the guy says. We walk to our room in silence at first but then I demand, “So um what’s your name?”. He looks at me and say

Edmond felt a small uncomfortable after eating so many portions of the chocolate cream prepared by Yakumo. It was definitely delicious, but… His stomach wasn't agreeing much. He listened from above to Eiden's meaningless chatter as he felt something moving within his belly, trying not to express in his face what he was feeling. It would be awful if anyone was suspected of anything.
— Mr. Yakumo, the dessert was delicious. — he remarked, as he stood up, with a gentle smile on his face. — You're really talented in the kitchen.
— Thank you, Mr. Edmond... — he replied, flushed with the praise.
— Edmond, are you already going...? — asked Eiden, with a curious expression.
— Yes, I have other appointments. — he replied as he headed to the door.
He continued walking down the halls, feeling his belly increasingly swollen and sore, wishing he could spot a place that seemed far enough away where no one would listen him doing what he intended to do. He compressed the muscles of his rear, as he hurried to find the most secluded room feasible in that enormous mansion, waiting for some privacy to do something no one could ever see him doing.

DaveFarts

DaveFarts - Episode 33 “Rear Cushion” [Episode List]

Dave has to hold back the loudness of his gigantic farts as he gets an important phone name from work while blasting Tim’s face.

POV: Tim

The cab dropped me a limited blocks from my place: finally, a couple of more minutes and I could relax at residence. This was a prolonged day. Nothing ground-breaking or anything, as I simply had to meet a client downtown. It went well, no need to go into boring details, but I’m glad I know how to pilot drones and film stuff with them. Believe it or not, working as an editor for Greg’s porn films, of all things, gave me lots of experience. I’m not planning to become a film-maker, but I act like how this stuff works. Plus, and perhaps most importantly, it pays the bills, which is good.

Bills that I’m currently sharing with my bro and roommate Dave anyway. I wonder if he’s home: today he called in sick from perform because he had to do some stuff with Dana -something related to them planning to travel in together. From what he told me, it’s been a tough month, and often he ended up working overtime, so he really needed this one day to fetch some stuff done with his girlfriend.

It was ev

Let’s talk about farts. A couple of weeks ago, a flight from Dubai to Amsterdam was forced to make an unscheduled stop in Vienna to expel an older man who wouldn’t stop expelling his own noxious gases. “Disgust” is probably somewhere in the top three reactions to public flatulence; the other two spots might be occupied by “embarrassment” (both for the farter and those around them) and “humor” (everyone loves a comedy fart).

However, the stink that follows a particularly scandalous bout of wind might not be shared by everyone: there are those who treat anal flatulence with respect and admiration. A 2014 study from the University of Exeter suggested that hydrogen sulphide—a compound found in farts—may protect human cells that are typically damaged by diseases such as cancer.

And for a small number of individuals, farting isn’t just a taboo by-product of human digestion—it’s the central focus of their sex lives.

Fart fetishism—also known as eproctophilia—involves existence sexually aroused by anal flatulence. As is the case with many other fetishes, sexual arousal can arise from different situations for different members of the eproctophilia community. Some individuals are at their