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 Teenage Boy is Denied his Fart Fetish 2

   By Mathew Elizabeth

   Something was strange.  My friends didn't wait for me at the usual place
while I walked to school.  So I walked alone thinking I would meet up with
them before the bell rang.  When I arrived I was met with laughter from all
my peers.  Boys and girls were laughing at me.  They pointed their fingers
at me wide eyed in disbelief, excitement and hilarity.  Why?  What was
going on?

   I ran for the boys toilets; the laughter followed me.  What was going
on? What did everyone think was so funny?  I hid in a toilet cubicle and
pulled out my smart-phone.  I decided to check out my social networking
page to see if I could get any clues to what was going on.  When I logged
on and accessed it I instantly knew what everyone was making such a big
deal about.

   There was a link to a video with my face on it.  I tapped the link to
play and I intantly knew what the video was.

   The video clip had my face all wide eyed in an erotic expression.  My
right arm and shoulder were thrusting below.  I was jerking off.

   I was in the central computer room in school!  I couldn't believe it. 
That asshole Toby and his group of friends recorded me jerking off to my
fetish porn yesterday!  The central computer had a camera in built within
the moniter.  It was right there infront of me!  How could I be so stupid!

   "Oh no!  Oh fuck no!!" I squealed.

   The embarresment grew when I heard myself get verbal on the video clip.

   ""Come on mommy.  Toot toot for me!  Toot toot for me mommy!  Fart for
me!" I heard myself on the video clip say.

   The sound and voices from the porn clip I was watching could also be
heard as well.  Meaning it was obvious to everyone what I was watching.  I
was watching fart porn.

   "Ahh fuck ye!  I bet it smells like breakfast!  Fucking eggs and bacon!"
I hear myself say.

   Everybody I knew in my life saw this video!  Everybody I knew watched me
say and do this!  My friends, my teachers, my family!  Tears were streaming
down my face.  My heart was thudding hard; I thought I was going to have a
heart attack.

   "Fuck yes Mommy!  Toot toot!  Toooooot toooooot!!" I witnessed the
ridiculous sight of my obscene lust.  I saw my eyes roll to the back of my
head.  I was singing and expressing my obscene cum-face right in front of
the camera.  Ill say it again; everybody I knew saw this video!

   My life was over!  Everyone knew I had a fart fetish!
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   Weeks of hell went by.  Everyone looked at me differently.  My friends,
the girls at school, my favourite teacher Miss Apple and worst of all my
own mother gave me glances of disgust and confused shame.  I was sent to a
psychologist to deal with my 'paraphilia'; so 'they' called it.  She
explained that my feelings towards 'ladies flatulance' was an abnormal
sexual desire that was unhealthy and not socially acceptable.

   It was true.  I loved it when hot ladies and girls farted.  My
humilaition literally scared me flacid though.  My dick remained soft after
the big reveal.  I was limp for weeks on end.  It was like all my hornyness
was punched out of me.  I was truly a frigitfor a time.  Something I
thought would never happen to me.

   To make matter worse, my psychologist was a really beautiful woman. 
'Miss Bunda' was 29-years-old and looked like she was either 'Brazilian' or
'Columbian', I couldn't tell.  Miss Bunda had the most amazing body.  She
was definetly my type.  She had the most round tits; and even though her
legs were crossed; I could tell her ass was lovely and shapely.  Too bad my
dick was still too scared to move or shift at the time.

   Going through therapy with Miss Bunda was embarressing.  She would
observe me in a blank expression and write down notes like I was some
science experiment.  I detailed all my events concerning the fetish.  I
talked about how I had it as a young child and it started out as a fun
curiosity.  I remembered I would get hard and couldn't undertand why.  But
then when I hit puberty I undertood my feelings a little better and began
to explore the anonymous depravity of the Internet.  It was there I could
indulge it my ' fart fantasies' without worry or judgement.  It was my well
kept secret for five years.  That was until I was in the middle of the my
sixteenth year and Toby and his friends outed my hilarious fetish to
everyone.

   I was absent from school for three weeks and would cry myself to sleep
every night.  I was imagining all the face's of the people I knew from
school; all of them laughing at me.  Laughing at me because for the first
time they knew who I truly was.

   I was the hilarious 'Fart Freak' who was obsessed with smelling the
stink betweeen girls anuses.  I was a perverted creep who everybody should
stay away from because I was wrong and nasty.  My family wasn't any better
either.  Mom, Dad and my younger brother don't talk to me much anymore.  I
guess they are very embarresed about the situation as well.  I bet they
were really ashamed of me.

   After a month of therapy it was decided that I needed to return to
school and face my demons.  I meekly asked my parents to transfer me to
another school.  Mom and Dad said they couldn't afford to leave town and it
was best if I face everyone and confront my fears.

   Monday arrived and I was extremely nervous.  I expected everyone at
school to laugh at me.  Instead, I entered through the front school gates,
all the boys and girls suddenly were silent and started at me.  I noticed
some were covering their mouths trying to contain their laughter.  All the
students must have been instructed to not to tease me.

   There must have been a special assembly while I was gone.  The
principle, teachers and staff instructed the them not to torment me.  That
was even more embarressing in its own sort of way.

   Everyone left me alone during class, recess and the lunch break.  I
didn't dare to regroup with my usual gang of friends.  It was over between
me and those guys.  They mocked and hated me.  They wanted nothing to do
with me either.

   This was worse than any teasing or name calling.  Everyone treated me
like I was nothing.  No one talked to me.  No one wanted to know me.

   Things stayed that way for a couple of weeks.  Until a guy; a forign
transfer student arrived and changed everything.

  
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weeks later and my parents jumped on the opportunity to hoste for a
transfer student.  They obviously knew about my social problems and thought
it would be a great opportunity more me to 'have a new pal'.  So this boy
my age from another country was bunking up with me in my room.  I was kind
of annoyed.  Why did my parents and psychologist think having some forign
guy over would solve my problems?

   His name was Rodrigo and he was visiting from Brazil.  He was very
tanned and fit and had the typical face that would make girls swoon.  He
wore his cap backwards and had the attitude of a MC that performs Brazilian
Funke music video's that have girls twerking.  When he was on my computer
in my room; I noticed he was checking out alot of Funke music videos from a
link called 'djtomproductions' which seemed to be one of the popular places
the Brazilian DJ's and MC's could create and post their content.

   'Funke' is a Brazilian music and dance style that is inspired from
'Maimi Base' and glorifies sexuality, lust, money and automobiles in its
viral music videos online.  I was a fan of 'Funke videos' .  It glorified
big butts twerking and shaking.  It was great jerk off material in the
past. Rodrigo was from a country that celebrated ass ass and more ass!  I
should move to Brazil!  16-year-old Rodrigo's english was pretty good.  He
explained that his country really isn't like the Funke music video's
portrayed.  He said he lived in a rather dirty ghetto in Brasila, the
capital of Brazil.  He went on to further explain that the music video's
portrayed a life all young guys dream of.  Such as living a life with lots
of sex, cash and cars.  The type of stuff that is portrayed in the music
videos.

   He also said that it was his dream to be Brazil's most succesful MC.  So
he could be rich and be idolised by all the hot 'muhlers' out there.  I
nodded my head in agreement; it seemed like a great dream.  I really liked
Rodrigo.  There were many reasons why Rodrigo was great.  He was good
looking, he was funny and he was extremely fun to be around.  But the
reason why I really liked this guy as a friend was because he had a fart
fetish for women.  Just like me!

   Finally someone I could talk to face to face about my sexual feeling
about the flutter from a women's or 'muhlers' anus or 'culo'.

   It had been a few weeks since my dick returned from its paralysis.  It
was finally horny and healthy again.  Rodrigo was on my computer.  He came
across my online history.  It was riddled with pictures of woman bending
over.  There was video clips of ladies farting on guys faces.  There was
also pictures of drawn hentai girls spreading their cheeks with 'tooting'
onomatopoeia.  Rodrigo turned and looked at me in a wide-eyed cheeky grin.

   "Yo-you like these things Alex?" Rodrigo asked me.

   "Ummm," I tried to act casual, "Yeah Rodrigo.  I think its really hot.
But I understand if you don't like it.  Each to his own."

   "I love it when Muhler's peido!" He said to me with a excited smile.

   "You do?" I replied shocked.

   "Yes Alex, its delicioso!  I love it when Muhlers Soltar" He said with a
thumbs up.

   I couldn't believe it.  I was so happy.

   That night Rodrigo and I talked about our deep intimate love for a
woman's ass and its flatulance.  We went online and looked at multiple
video's of ladies passing gas!  It made me feel normal for a change.  My
family, friends and society had no idea what they were talking about. 
There was nothing wrong with my sexual interest!  Rodrigo was the most cool
person I had ever met.  If he liked it, then there was nothing wrong or
'abnormal' about it.

   I eventually told Rodrigo about my embarresment and reveal at school.  I
told him about how everyone at school saw me masturbating to fart porn. 
Rodrigo was confused because he had been attending my school for over a
week and no one told him about my fart fetish.  Probably because all my
peers were instructed not to tell him.  Once again, probably an assembly I
knew nothing about.

   "Everyone...was so mean to you Alex," Rodrigo said to me sincere.

   "I know Rodrigo; and it was wrong of them."I replied nodding my head, "
I believe dudes like ladies farting more then they care to admit.  Its
probably normal.  Just most guys won't admit it."

   "I always believe this too," He said nodding his head.

   Rodrigo had become very popular and all the students treated him like a
royal guest.  He was handsome, confident and was blessed with great looks
and a tanned skintone with no blemishes.  Girls would run up to talk to him
all the time.  Unlike myself who had become a bit chubby.

   Things were going very well for Rodrigo.  He already had himself a date.
It was a few days after we revealed to each other that we both liked women
farting.  He was dating bitchy Michelle Plum.

   Rodrigo could of dated any girl in the school but he chose ordinary
Michelle Plum.  Why was this?  Because Michelle had the biggest, most round
butt in our school.  Rodrigo loved big ass girls.  Just like me, he's a
naughty naughty boy!  I hated Michelle; but I had to admit her ass was
amazing.  She used to sit next to me in maths class a couple of years ago,
when we were 14-years-old.  Whenever class ended I would linger in my seat
and wait for her to collect her things.  She would bend over multiple times
and stuff her maths equipment in her bag she had laying below her table. 
Whenever she bended over her ass would expand and poke out at me in all its
glorious roundness.  I remembered it being so close to my face and nose
sometimes.

   I remembered I would run to the boys toilets during recess and jerk off,
imagining her bare ass against my face while I munch,suckle on it and sniff
it.

   More recentely I was using my computer when both Rodrgio and Michelle
walked into my room late at night.

   "Oh my god, you didn't tell me you were living with Alex Prist!"
Michelle squealed in disgust, "That kid is perverted and nasty!"

   "Shut the fuck up bitch." I said with a sarcastic smile, "Or get the
fuck out of my house,"

   She was silent for a couple seconds.

   "Leave Alex alone Okay," Rodrigo said to Michelle, kissing her on the
neck, "This is Alex's family's home and he is my friend,"

   Rodrigo grasped at her big bottom .  He pushed his slender body into
her. He looked intense and eager.  He wanted her body that very moment.

   "Such a big bunda," the dark skinned 16-year-old said even more sexual.
Softly stroking his hands up and down her upper thigh.

   "Can we go somewhere else?" Michelle said, matching her 'sexy' voice
with his, "I don't want Alex to watch,"

   I sat there, looking at my computer, red faced with envy and anger.  "Ok
fine," Rodrigo said, "I want your ass; lets sneak to the bathroom,"

   "Ok"

   I hear them sneak out quietly.  They left the door open.  The hallway
light peered through the bedroom door; shining and blinding my computer
screen.  I got up to close the door.  I heard both Rodrigo and Michelle
whispering from up the hallway.  They must have left the bathroom door open
as well.  Silly silly lovebirds.

   I snuck across the hallway and peaked through the bathroom door.  I saw
Michelle with her pants down, bending over the toilet seat.  Rodrigo had
his face between her huge ass cheeks.  He was licking her pussy.  His nose
was right up against her asshole.  I could see his nostrils flairing.  His
nose was begging to sniff her gassy hole.

   "Oh my god!" Michelle moaned, " Lick my pussy!  Oh!  Sniffing my
butthole!!  Oh!!"

   Rodrigo then positioned himself frantic and in lust.  He nudged his head
on top of both her asscheeks and slithered his tongue up and down her
crack.

   Michelle was squealing in glee.

   "Oh my god!  I ne-never felt....Oh my god!  Licking my butthole!  Feels
so gooood!"

   Rodrigo laughed and speared his tongue even harder up her fart hole.  He
then gasped for air and jiggled her cheeks with both his hands.

   I had my hands down my pants pulling my cock eagerly.

   "Come on!" 16-year-old Rodrigo said in a commanding husky voice. 
"Peido! Peido for me!"

   "What?" Michelle asked, looking behind herself at him in concern.

   "I want you to fart,"

   Michelle then turned away and didn't say anything for a few seconds. 
What was she thinking?  Was she disgusted?  Was she disapointed?"

   To my amazement, Michelle cocked one of her legs and the most glorious
anticipated sound exploded from her bowls.

   PFFFFFFFfffftttttt!  Pfft!  Pfft!

   "Fuck yes!" Rodrigo yelped in glee, "Delicioso!"

   "You like that?" Michelle giggled and wiggled her big ass in his face.
Rodrigo replied by roughly shoving his full face between her cheeks and
sucking on her asshole as hard as he could.

   "Oh!  Ill take that as a yes!" Michelle giggled and squealed.

   "Holy mother of god!" I hissed softly.  I was wide eyed; my tongue
wagging.  I pulled my penis within my pants even harder.

   "You going to be my fart girl Michelle?" Rodrigo said gasping for air as
he pulled away from her warm ass crack.

   Michelle intantly pushed her big ass back in his face and another
explosion was heard.

   Pfffffffffffffft!!!

   "Fuck!  Delicioso!  Delicioso!!" He yelped all muffled between her thick
cheeks.

   "Fuck yeah baby," Michelle said very horny, "Your a kinky boy arn't
you?"

   "Yes Michelle I love it.  But why did you call Alex a creep when he
likes these same things?"

   That was the million dollar question.  I was eager to hear her answer.

   "Because when Alex does it; its creepy," Michelle said like it was a
matter of fact.

   "What?" I said astounded

   "What do you mean, creepy?" Rodrigo asked.

   "He's not hot like you.  He's an ugly chubby kid with freckles and red
hair.  So when HE likes stuff like that, stuff like girls farting, its
gross."

   "But what if I like it?" Rodrigo asked.

   "If you like it, it's ok," Michelle began, "Your hot, fit and cool;
unlike him.  So its ok if you have creative attractions like girls farts.
Im sure all the girls in school would be happy please you with their butts.
But I want you all to myself."

   Rodrigo smiled and looked very devilish.  I on the hand had tears in my
eyes.  Is this really how girls thought?  Is this really how people
thought? The reason why people rejected me wasn't because of the fart
fetish.  It was because I, the ugly ginger kid, had the fart fetish.  It
would be ok if boys like Rodrigo and Toby liked farts.  But if someone like
me, Alex Prist, likes that stuff.  Then that is just wrong!

   My mind was spinning.  The unfairness of it all.  Was it even true?  Was
what she was saying legitimate?  Maybe its not all girls that feel this
way. Maybe, its just her; the bitch!

   I suddenly open the bathroom door, scaring both of them.

   "Get the fuck out of my house you fucking stupid slut!"

   "What the fuck?!" She squealed, "Creep!  Fucking spying on us!  Take
care of him Rodrigo!"

   Rodrigo just sat on his knees and looked at her blankly and said to her,
"I think you better go."

   "I'm fucking out of here!" She scorned, "Fuck you both!"

   Michelle pushed past me and left the house very quickly.  Good riddance
to the bitch!  "I understand man," Rodrigo said to me, "What she said was
mean.  I would kick the bitch out if I was you too."

   "Yeah, " I said becoming calm but leaving it at that and not talking to
him for the rest of the night.

   Michelle was mean.  It was the reason why I didn't like her very much
actually.  But was there any truth to what she was saying?  Was the only
reason why everyone teased me about my fetish was because all women,
including my own mother thought I was ugly?  I got my answer a few days
later.

   News of Rodrigo's fart fetish was spread around the entire school. 
Michelle told everyone.  But as I suspected, no one made fun of him for it.
In fact Rodrigo made the fetish cool.  All the boys in school began to
express their curiosity towards a womans gas.  They would share fart porn
video's streaming on their smart phones.  But I was not allowed to take
part in it.  Whenever I tried to join in on their curiosity with hot women
farting; they told me I was gross and to go away.

   I even saw Rodrigo talk with Toby and his group of friends.  They showed
each other the fart porn clips they downloaded on their smart phones.  They
laughed with one another, obviously eager and with faces of goofy
excitement as well.  Why?  Why can everyone else like this stuff but not
me? Why is it wrong that I like it?  Why is it ok for everyone else to be
interested in it?  These questions flooded my brain.

   But then everyone's opinion became obvious to me when I was in my all
boys english class.  My favourite teacher Miss Apple was on her desk eating
lots of dried fruit eying down 16-year-old Rodrigo like he was a very
naughty.  She was beautiful but it was disturbing watching her eat these
things hungrily and animalistic.  She was eating dried apple slices, dried
apricots and prunes.

   "Ok everyone," Miss Apple said as she walked towards the board.  She
then bent over and intentionally cocked her legs dramatically and farted.

   PFFFFFfffffftttt!!

   "Oops!  I'm so sorry for some reason I'm really gassy today boys!" She
said cheekily and winking back at them.

   All the boys except myself laughed and cheered.  I was shocked.  They
gave each other a high-five including Rodrigo.  They also flaired their
nostrils in a obscene way, much like I used to.

   "Oh you boys are so naughty!" Miss Apple said is a sarcastic taunt.  "I
think everyone better stay back after class."

   She then wrote on the board, wiggling her gigantic ass at all the boys
in classroom.

   "Yes maam!" They all said very happy.

   Miss Apple continued to write on the board for a few more minutes.  I
couldn't believe she was doing this!  Was I dreaming?

   "Thats everyone except you Alex," Miss Apple said cold as ice.

   My heart and penis instantly sunk.

   "My flatulence problem isn't good for you to be around," She looked back
at me even more cold, "considering your...paraphilia."

   All the boys in class giggled cruelly at me.

   "Its ok Miss Apple.  Really miss, I've got that under control." I said
in an almost begging voice.

   "No Alex, In fact, I think its best you leave now.  I'm really gassy and
I don't want you to ejaculate in your pants.  "

   "You heard the Lady; Sicko" Toby said annoyed, " Get out of the
classroom.  Your ugly sick twisted brain freaks Miss Apple out!"

   "Yeah," his friend Andrew laughed, "Can't you see Miss Apple is a bit
gassy today?  A lady can't fart in peace when there is a perverted freak
like you staring and drooling at her.  Get the fuck out of here and let us
learn!  You should be staying away from farts!  Your mentally ill
remember!"

   Ignorant Rodrigo was too busy laughing with his new friends to worry
about my problems.

   All the good-looking boys in the class laughed cruelly at me.  Toby and
his friends sneered at me.  They knew they were going to receive something
I desperately wanted and was never going to receive.  I was forever denied
the beautiful farts from a woman's anus because I was ugly and perverted.

   Toby and his friends; the boys that humiliated me and ruined my
reputation suddenly like the fetish they made fun of me about.  The cruel
part was; I knew they were going to achieve more real life 'fart fantasy's'
than I ever was.

   How could Miss Apple be so cruel?  Did she have something against me? 
It wasn't my fault I was born ugly!  It wasn't my fault I had red hair and
freckles!  Did it have something to do with the way I behaved?  Did I seem
retarded to her or something?  Did I seem not worthy enough for her?  What
was wrong with me?

   "Yes miss," I said, my face dropped; depressed.  "Ok everyone you win.
Ill leave,"

   I walked out of the classroom and closed the door.  Tears were building
up in my eyes.

   "Alright!  The freak is gone!  Lets get the party started!" I heared
Miss Apple faintly say through the door barrier.

   It was followed by what I thought was cheering from all the boys in
class.

   "Whooo Hooo!!  Drop that bomb!  Drop that Bomb!  Drop that Bomb!" I
heard them all call out as I walked further and further away from my
perversion.

   Those boys were handsome and I was not.  They deserved to like my
fetish; even though they despised me because of it.  I didn't deserve to
partake in my fetish, but those boys do.

   I was a sick perverted and diagnosed 'fart freak' who is banned and
forbidden to take part in my wildest fantasies.  They were the normal
undiagnosed boys who were allowed to take part in my wildest fantasies.  It
wasn't fair.  But it was the way it was.

   I was forever denied my fart fetish.  My peers, family and the public
would make sure of that.  They will deny me it while they laugh and enjoy.

   At least I could still masturbate about everyone's amazing fart
experiences while I watch in despair ; envious of their normality and
assimilation.
   To be continued....