Noctis laid nude, sun-drying from his bath in the river. His skin soaked up the warmth, but did nothing to affect its pale tone.
 
 
"Ah this is nice." Stretching, yawning, Noctis was trying to resist the incredible urge to nap. They were all naked, but Noctis was the one most targeted for pranks because of his near narcoleptic cat naps.
 
 
Prompto and Ignis were still in the river. Ignis was actually focused on bathing, while Prompto was having fun, splashing around, and occasionally giving a part of Ignis a kiss or long lick.
 
 
Gladio was sunbathing.
 
 
Was.
 
 
As Noctis rose, eyes half-open and tempted by sleep, he meet face first with Gladio's ass.
 
 
"Gladio... what are you doing?" Now more fully awake, Noctis backed away from the ass. He immediately saw the answer to his own question, since Gladio's thick and heavy fifteen inches of girth was not flopping against his grapefruit sized nuts and Gladio was flexing his ass in preparation.
 
 
"Oh just-"
 
 
Gladio was cut off by an almighty fart that came out in a long and digusting sound, going on for a few good seconds, invading Noctis's nostrils and ringing his ears.
 
 
"Releasing some gas." Smugness drenched his tone of voice.
 
 
Noctis rolled his blue eyes, but his fourteen inches of dick was rising. Due to both Prompto and Gladio being into it, eventually Noctis and Ignis found themselves curious. They both acclimated quickly before finally realizing they had a flatulence fetish as well. Prompto and Gladio both kind of did it the same way, though approached it differently. Prompto acted like a annoying but cute kid brother, while Gladio acted more like the arrogant big brother.
 
 
He had the body for it, and the ass as well. Full and muscular, just the perfect mixture of fat and muscle. The globes were just round enough to not be squares, and were very inviting with their largeness and perfect ratio.
 
 
But nothing made an amazing ass better than having it reared onto your face and having a nasty fart released onto it. Noctis took deep whiffs of the reeking fart, indulging in the stink as he begrudgingly nuzzled Gladio's ass, the cleft being hefted onto Noctis' face. Fart after fart washed over his face, the heavy scent of Gladio's bowels infiltrating and invading Noctis' nose, the stench sticking to his face and body.
 
 
"Be ready Noct. I've saved the best for last." Gladio announced, smug and smirking. He shifted and rearranged his body until his pucker was penetrated by Noctis' nose.
 
 
"Oh boy." Noctis' fourteen inch cock was already erect with the previous onslaught of gas, but when Gladio said he had more, he had more. Gladio's bowels grumbled as the bubble of gas pushed itself through. All that rumbling was leading to the grand finale.
 
 
Released from the ass was a grand monstrosity of a fart. It was so loud it was the only thing Noctis could hear, and the booming fart even reached Ignis and Prompto in the river who both looked to watch, Prompto cheering loudly. The stench was on par with it's loudness. Unbelievably horrid and undescribible as a scent. The only description Noctis could come up with was that it was worse than anything a Malboro could release.
 
 
It was pretty long to, going on for ten, maybe fifteen seconds before it was cut off by a slurping sound. What was more traumatic and worrying though, was the unknown object in Gladio's ass. Eyes wide and ass full, Gladio tried to figure out what was inside him.
 
 
... About the size and shape of a head... hair...
 
 
Crown Prince Noctis was head deep in his ass.
 
 
It was difficult to figure out what to do. Inside his anus, he could feel every motion, no matter how small. Noctis's facial movement, his pressing into Gladio's plush rectum walls, everything. Honestly, Gladio wanted to start jerking off, his hand already on his fifteen inches of throbbing hard cock, leaking pre.
 
 
"Guys!" Gladio called out to Ignis and Prompto, who were just walking out of the river. Hearing the worry in his voice, they jogged up to him, despite his compromising position. Maybe something had happened. Sneak attack by enemies? Or maybe Gladio just really wanted his cock in an orifice.
 
 
"Noct is in my ass!"
 
 
"As he always is." Ignis rolled his eyes, circling Gladio, checking out Gladio's amazing rump...
 
 
And the pucker wrapped tight around Noctis' neck.
 
 
"What do you know." Ignis sighed. He wonder how they got themselves into these situations.
 
 
That did not calm down Gladio.
 
 
"Prompto! Ask him if he's okay."
 
 
Prompto saluted. "Righto." He squatted, his nude butt almost touching the ground. "Hey Noct, can you hear me? Thumbs up for yes."
 
 
A moment passed before Noctis gave a thumbs up. Unlike Gladio, who was shaking and trembling, Noctis was calm. Maybe he had drawn the conclusion quicker and got over it.
 
 
"You okay? Thumbs up for yes, thumbs down for no."
 
 
A quick thumbs up.
 
 
"He's a-okay!" Prompto smiled, looking up at Gladio and Ignis, who were looking down worriedly.
 
 
"Thank the gods." Ignis pushed a hand through his messy unstyled hair.
 
 
Gladio released a sigh, all his shaking stopping, momentarily.
 
 
"Not sure if I can say that about you though, big guy." Prompto laughed, slapping Gladio's outer thigh.
 
 
"Prompto."
 
 
Prompto returned his attention to Noctis. "Okay, now. Do you wanna get out of Gladio's ass? Same code."
 
 
Another pause, then a thumbs down.
 
 
Pleasure rushed up Gladio's spine, causing him to moan. Noctis was nuzzling against Gladio's anal walls, his nose pressing into the deep red flesh. Gladio swore he could feel him inhaling.
 
 
"What'd Noct say?"
 
 
"He doesn't want out."
 
 
"He doesn't-"
 
 
"Hey Noctis, if you Gladio to take you all the way in, give a thumbs up!" A devious smirk crossed Prompto's features.
 
 
"Oh gods, Prompto-"
 
 
Another prompt thumbs up, Prompto howling with laughter, slapping Gladio's ass cheek.
 
 
"You heard him big guy! We're filling your ass up!"
 
 
"Prompto!" Growls erupted forth from Gladio but eventually became mixed it moans.
 
 
Prompto was recovering from his peal of laughter when another idea hit him. "Hey Noct? Think Gladio could fit two people up there? I think I'd like to join you."
 
 
"Prompto!"
 
 
A third thumb up.
 
 
Prompto chuckled again, slapping Gladio's shoulder as he stood. "You heard Noct! Your ass is getting fed!"
 
 
A sighed passed Gladio's lips. "I'm not sure how."
 
 
"What started the chain of events? How did it happen? Replicate that." Ignis rubbed his chin inquisitively. There was a scientific process that ended in the current crown prince turning into assmeal.
 
 
"I was ripping a giant fart, Noct's face pressed against my ass and-"
 
 
All his anal walls contracted and relaxed as another grand fart was released around Noctis, the wet sound combining with schlurking and slorping. Noctis was pulled deeper into Gladio's ass, the base of his neck against the tight and dark pucker. The stench of the fart entered the air around them as they contemplated what had just happened.
 
 
"That makes sense..." Gladio bit his lip. He was squeezing Noctis with his pucker, his anal walls compressing back as Noctis pushed into them with his face. Every little movement made Gladio grunt.
 
 
Prompto squat again, watching as the anal ring stretched over inch after inch of skin, sucking Noctis deeper into Gladio's recesses. As it rested against Noctis' neck, Prompto whistled. "This... this is hot."
 
 
"Prompto, you're not helping." Gladio bite through heavy breaths and grinded teeth. "Gods, these shoulders are going to be a bitch."
 
 
Another amazing fart was released. The sucking and slurping sounds started again, his pucker stretching and sliding over inches of Noctis' pale caramel skin. Gladio's ass managed to work over the edges of the collarbone, but could never reach the shoulders. The pucker retracted back to its starting point at the base of Noctis' neck.
 
 
"Oooohhh, I've got an idea." Edging closer to Gladio's ass, Prompto caressed it, stroking it. "Hey, Noct! Next time big guy cuts the cheese, shove yourself in!" Noctis gave another thumbs up, despite his hearing impaired by sounds of rumbling bowels and guts.
 
 
"Prompto!" Gladio may have been punching the little blond if he wasn't receiving so much pleasure. It was ecstasy. Every movement was felt, and Gladio was taking special pleasure from Noctis' gulps. Those little movements from his throat were surprisingly appealing, sexual. He in just as much pleasure as Gladio was. It didn't help he was basically pinned to the spot by Noct, who would make him regret it it if he didn't go all the way.
 
 
"Well his idea is sound. You fart and push yourself down, Noct presses up." Pushing up his glasses, Ignis sounded intelligent, but the same smirk that was on Prompto's features was on face as well.
 
 
More growls. "I hate you all." The statement lost impact as it became a strained moan. He was sure Noctis was moving and nuzzling against his prostate, which was why every little thing made him moan. With Noctis essentially being an extension of him now, he could even feel Noctis's actions outside of his ass. Toes curling. Chest heaving. Noctis reaching down and wrapping his hands around his thick fourteen inches of girth.
 
 
"What the prince wants, the prince gets." Ignis chuckled. There was still a bit of parental scorn in his voice, but it was directly contrasted by his fourteen inch cock, proud and high in the air.
 
 
"I hate all of you right now." Gladio repeated, not really meaning it. Through his gritted teeth, he would admit, he was enjoying this. If this went without a hitch, Prompto would be next. A grin played across his lips. He'd really enjoy that.
 
 
His guts contracted and relaxed, another massive fart heading directly Noctis' way.
 
 
"Is Noct ready?"
 
 
Gladio felt the nod, followed by the thumbs-up with his free hand. "All yours mon capitan!" Prompto said in the cringiest Tenebrean accent he could muster.
 
 
Ignoring Prompto, Gladio focused on the task at hand. He licked his lips and grunted, a massive fart squealing out around Noctis, noxious fumes rising up to meet everyone's noses. His pucker stretched over Noctis' frame, pushing over inch after inch of skin again. Slurping and schlurking followed and mixed in the sound of the grand fart. Just as Gladio thought he hit his limit, Noctis pushed upwards, Gladio's pucker rolling over Noctis' shoulders without any trouble.
 
 
Moans and groans joined the calamity of sounds around them. Gladio couldn't hold them back, his eyes rolling into the back of his head almost. The pushing of Noctis slammed against his prostate, ecstatic pleasure electrifying his bones. He was unsure what was keeping him from climaxing as Noctis nuzzled and snuggled into him.
 
 
"Ain't nothing hard to do now, big guy. 'Cept maybe Noctis' cock!" Prompto snickered as he slapped Gladio's ass fondly.
 
 
More growling, though it felt inconceivably amazing. Muscles twitches and spasms vibrated against his innards and delivered pleasure up and down his spine. Noctis' rolling shoulders and rising chest expanded his pucker farther, before collapsing into place with the falling and stillness of the slimmer chest. Little jolts of pleasure tickled and spread throughout Gladio with the stroking of Noctis' grand cock.
 
 
He could barely control himself. "I'm going down." Another fart, loud and reeking, escaped around Noctis as Gladio squatted downwards and sucked Noctis up. Centimeters of skin disappeared beyond the pucker, warm red flesh of Gladio's rectum pressing against Noctis' pale caramel skin. Ugly slurping sounds indicated the ass was feasting.
 
 
"Intriguing." Ignis observed, lewd fascination glimmering in his eyes and at the head of his cock. The darkened pucker rested just under Noctis' caramel colored nipples. Their sensitive hardness dragged and traced lines against red flesh. New vibrations echoed throughout Gladio. Noctis was moaning into him, but was muffled by all his insides and sounds of anal feasting. Then there were those nipples, tracing into his walls, pinpricking his anal flesh.
 
 
"You know..." Prompto's speckled face had become more red with time, his chest becoming heavier. "I was joking about joining Noct, but now..." his left hand was tightly wrapped around his dick, caringly stroking it.
 
 
Shackled by his lust, Gladio gave into his need to devour Noctis and all others who entered his ass. Originally, he wasn't happy about the situation, but now, he couldn't stop himself from enjoying it. Both of his hands were gripped around his large girth, jerking himself off as he felt every little movement Noctis made inside of his ass. The prince was a giant moving vibrator, making a toy of his prostate. Shaking, wracking pleasure quaked his spine with every movement of the crown prince. Curiosity also enveloped the prince as more Gladio's anal flesh did. A jolt shook Gladio as he felt Noctis stick out his tongue, thrusting it into the walls, dragging it up and down lustily. The walls pressed back, almost shoving Noctis' tongue back into his mouth, with the rancid stench invading his throat, watering his eyes, and hardening his dick.
 
 
All skin unmarked with tattoos had become red with lust. There was a desperate need to devour Noctis, and could feel a gross fart ripping through his bowels. "I feel it coming on again!" He exclaimed, feeling the hunger of his ass.
 
 
A monstrous fart escaped Gladio's ass, slurping schlurking following after the loud and gratuitous ripping. Marbled flesh slipped and slurped into the ass, the reeking stench of Gladio's anus infiltrating more pores of Noctis' body, marking his body with scent of bowels. The strong pucker stopped just after Noctis' first row of abs, settling on the crease between them.
 
 
"Oh, fuck." Gladio grunted and bit his lower lip. His anus fully encompassing most of Noctis' top half, every movement's effect had become stronger. Rising and falling of Noctis' chest, he could almost feel the collapsing, then the inflation of his lungs. The pounding of Noctis' heart may as well been beating in Gladio's ears, its heavy beat against the walls of heady red flesh.
 
 
Writhing inside of Gladio and venturing the walls with his tongue and pointed nipples, Gladio could feel Noctis' hands stroke swifter faster, becoming near erratic as he felt the walls compress and tighten around him, sucking him deeper.
 
 
Sweat rolled from Gladio's brow, and heat swallowed his body like his ass was swallowing Noctis. He didn't realize how fatiguing this was.
 
 
As his anus rested and settled on the crease of the prince's abs, Gladio needed him inside. Noctis' arms had been nearly pinned to his side now, his hands pinned to his dick. Gladio looked down, his sight becoming obscured by his expanded stomach. Abs disappearing, his torso was becoming rounder.
 
 
"Wow..." Prompto poked the stomach inquisitively a few times, before gently rubbing it, his left hand still on his hard length.
 
 
"Don't worry there Prompto. You'll be in there soon enough." Gladio was arrogant, smirking, despite his furrowed brow. Reeking stench of Gladio's farts ripped through the air and created a hazard zone of awful stench around them, the flatulence stagnating and worsening the quality of air.
 
 
Sniffing the air, Ignis licked his lips. Tempted to say something, Ignis opened his mouth, but immediately fell back into a fascinated silence.
 
 
"Ugh. Fuck!" It was impossible to not be into this. Shoulder gyrations, pressing, pushing, writhing in general. Every movement and motion caused another grunt and groan from Gladio.
 
 
Bowels rippling as another grandiose fart quaked and exited out of Gladio's anus, disgusting slurping slorping quickly following as ass ate prince. Another row of abs and ribs engulfed by reeking ass flesh, Gladio's anus sliding over his elbows, completely pinning Noctis' hands to his fourteen throbbing inches, dribbling a little river of pre.
 
 
Gladio's strength to fight back his moans was waning, especially as another sensation was added to Noctis' shifting and squirming. Even as he vigorously masturbated, Noctis spread apart his elbows, forcing Gladio's anus to open. Then his arms were forced back and repinned to his side, the warm flesh pushing and pressing into Noctis' skin again. The process repeated, Noctis vigoursly nuzzling and snuggling into Gladio's prostate, licking and lapping at the walls, spreading them apart only to be embraced by them again.
 
 
It was euphoric bliss for Gladio, who was on the receiving end on all of this.
 
 
"Shit." Increasing pressure and pleasure, Gladio could feel his climax was closing in on him. The only reason he could stand was because Noctis was in his ass, propping him up and keeping him from collapsing to his knees and bursting forth. Pre leaked down Gladio's immense shaft, gathering over his hands and the veins and ridges of his shaft. Every stroke slathered the translucent fluid over his manhood, lubricating it for a better handjob.
 
 
Stroking and masturbating wasn't the main provider of bliss for Gladio. While it wasn't rare for him to have a full climax from anal intercourse, it just wasn't his cup of tea.
 
 
Now though, he had something better than any vibrator. A human, wiggling and writhing inside of him. Every moment was another pleasuring jolt sent through him. All this prodding was working away at him, even his own great stamina waning, at a devastating rate.
 
 
"Fuck. I gotta have him." Gladio weakly admitted, feeling this new hunger he never thought he could have taking over him.
 
 
Sickening sounds pressed and onslaught Gladio's bowels before escaping as an even worse fart that allowed him to slid further down Noctis' lithe frame. Final rows of abs and other lines drawn across the prince's body were slurped up, devoured by the pucker. Downwards, Gladio's anus traversed, until his strained pucker rested at the top of Noctis' ass, and the prince's massive fourteen inches thrusted upwards, shoved against Gladio's taint and large grapefruit sized nuts.
 
 
"That's hot..." Prompto gulped, biting his lower lips and eyes glazed over. Just as drool leaked beyond his teeth, he gulped, taking in deep and needed breaths, before biting his lower lips again.
 
 
Ignis was trying his own best not to indulge in his lust, rubbing his chin like he was watching a scientific process. But his cock stood, a massive pulsating fourteen inches.
 
 
"Let me try something." Gladio grunted.
 
 
Gladio rose to stand, having squatted as he neared the ground with every inch of Noctis he devoured. Sickening schlorks and slurps followed Gladio as he rose. Moans wrenched their ways from Gladio's lips as his pucker and anal walls conformed to all the bends and flexes in Noctis' body as he rose. Nipples and tongue anchored, they dragged and traced lines against red fleshy walls. Inch after inch of Noctis' skin was revealed, sopping wet with Gladio's inner mucus. Gladio rose, until it was just Noctis' head was inside of his ass.
 
 
He immediately slammed downwards, moaning all the way until he hit Noctis' waist with a screeching halt. All of Noctis had dived into his prostate.
 
 
"Ah, fuck, fuck! That feels amazing!" Face flushed, Gladio rose again, his hands quick on his cock. Ignis and Prompto watched, enticed, as Gladio slid upwards, squelching and farting escaping out, until Noctis' head was the only part of him left inside of Gladio.
 
 
Then slammed down again, all the way to the prince's waste, an erect fourteen inches thrusted into his taint.
 
 
Rising faster this time, he once again only kept Noctis' head inside of his ass before slamming down again. The process kept speeding up, until Noctis was used at the same speed Gladio would lower himself upon a dildo or vibrator.
 
 
The tugging on his fifteen inch rod grew erratic as his slamming on Noctis had. Every concave of his body, Gladio's ass filled in, and Noctis was just an enormous vibrator, humming and moaning, delving into Gladio as he dived into his ass. Both of them were obsessed with each other.
 
 
With one final grand slam, Gladio surpassed Noctis' waist, hitting the base of Noctis' cock with a great speed. His entire body tensed, his orange-sized nads climbing up to meet his body. White hot seed gushed forth, a geyser erupting. Rivers of cum burst forth and outstretched before Gladio as he pushed Noctis into his prostate, forcing him to dig into it like a vibrator on an insane setting.
 
 
Beneath, Noctis had erupted as well, spurting and gushing hot white jizz, painting Gladio's underside white. An ocean of white splooge drenched Gladio's balls and taint, dripping down and dribbling down around Nocis' body, lubricating it for the hungry pucker. Whatever hadn't fired onto Gladios undercarriage, dripped in large rivulets down Noctis' thick and pulsating thirteen inches, puddling in a white pond. Long white stalactites of jizz dripped down from Gladio's underside, slowly spreading the pond into a sea.
 
 
Deep heavy breaths from the both of them. As Gladio's chest rose and fell, he felt the rising and falling of Noctis' own chest inside of him, alongside faint and fatigued wriggling inside of him.
 
 
"Now... now that we both climaxed... how about we finish this up?"
 
 
"Assmeal! Assmeal! Assmeal!" Prompto chanted, having grabbed his camera from his possessions and was snapping away at the scene. He circled the scene, taking pictures from all viewpoints. Gladio's impassioned face. His growing gut. A view of Iggy just beyond Gladio's starving ass. As Prompto positioned himself behind Noctis and Gladio, he let his excitement overtake him for a new chant. "Slurp him up like cup noodles!"
 
 
Laughter bubbled forth from Gladio. "You're going to be next for dinner, little guy." Gladio taunted arrogantly.
 
 
Prompto laughed, embarrassed by the taunt. He tried to pull something away from his neck as he gulped, but found himself just scratching his jawline awkwardly.
 
 
More gross, cutting farts wrenched through air, adding to the stagnant collection of air around the four. The pucker schlorked and squished, taking in the rest of Noctis' full, pale ass and his still hard and throbbing cock, and the hands pinned to it. Immediately, Gladio could feel the wanton humping of Noctis' hard dick after it had slipped inside him. Orange-sized nads disappeared into the beyond, and Gladio swore he could feel them sloshing and still heavy with cum as his anus pushed the nuts against Noctis' thighs.
 
 
More and more his view of the ground had become obscured, his stomach bulging in preparation. His abs had disappeared, stomach distended with Noctis protruding inside of him.
 
 
Gladio couldn't contain himself, Noctis shifting and wriggling inside of him. Jolts of pleasure made his entire body tremble and shiver. His climax seemed near again, swearing another river of cum could shoot out again.
 
 
A loud fart tore through the air again, and the ass gobbled over Noctis' full thighs, a pool of splooge developed in the crease. The cum joined the rest of the seed that had slipped, and was still continuously dripping, into Gladio's hungry ass. The cum didn't hasten Noctis' ascent, but he could feel it slicken and absorbed into Noctis's skin or Gladio's warm walls.
 
 
Sensations increased as Noctis spread his thighs, just as he spread his elbows. The action was much weaker and tired, Gladio's pucker and anal muscles keeping the spreading thighs in place far easier. It could've also been because the thighs were smaller and had less area to spread, unlike Noctis' elbows.
 
 
"Slurp him up! Slurp him up!"
 
 
Ignis chuckled, trying to keep his demure composure. "Yes, let us see the crown prince become ass feed."
 
 
"Gotta give the audience what it wants."
 
 
One fart quickly succeeded another, Noctis disappearing into the ass at a quickening pace. First, a squelching fart ripped around Noctis' lower thighs, sucking them upwards and devouring them. Knees soon followed, gobbled with a short but raucous fart. A long and loud squelcher followed next, lengthy slurps engulfing inch after inch of what was left of Noctis' legs. The pucker finally rested at Noctis's ankles, feet wriggling happily just outside the anus. Gladio bent over, his stomach now full and distended, all of the muscles and lines erased. It looked so right, perfect, scintillating as hung from Gladio's torso, his erect fifteen inch girth pressing triumphantly upwards.
 
 
Prompto snapped away pictures of the entire development, collecting them all for posterity. He licked his lips as he watched Noctis' feet wiggle so tantalizingly outside Gladio's hungry pucker.
 
 
"Eat him up big guy!" The camera was held at the ready.
 
 
"You asked for it man."
 
 
One final fart, and Gladio's pucker rose over Noctis' feet, climbing over them with a disgusting and erotic slurp.
 
 
"Dude! I got the perfect shot!" Prompto's inner passion for photography was coming out, despite the subjects his photos were of. "I got it just as Gladio's ass moved over Noct's feet!"
 
 
"Makes for perfect... memories to look back upon, later."
 
 
"Ignis doesn't want to openly admit he masturbates like the rest of us." Gladio chuckled, watching as Ignis' face heated. Red covered the cheeks under his spectacles. Lust tainted his body though, that cock still high and proud and beading with precum. Turning to look at Prompto, Gladio gave him a few moments to appraise his picture before a somewhat steady annoyance rose within.
 
 
Or maybe that was Noctis nestling in him. But Gladio was pretty sure his ass hungering for a second meal it was promised.
 
 
"My ass is still hungry, you know. I think it was promised a second meal too." Gladio reminded, voice confident. Noctis still pleasured him from within, rubbing the inner walls of his expanded gut. It wasn't as euphoric as it was previous, with Noctis writhing and moving against his prostate.
 
 
"Oh yeah. I'm ready." Prompto grinned, holding his camera tight. "I'm going to document the entire experience."
 
 
Kneeling and examining the pucker, Prompto decided to lay flat on his back. The anus had closed back to an almost virgin tightness after Noctis' full entry into Gladio's rectum. He shifted, the pool of cum sticking to his back as he placed both feet on the sides of Gladio's muscled asscheeks. As he prepped his camera, he sniffed the air, taking it in. Direct in the line of fire, the air was unbearable for those who didn't have a fetish for stench like they did. Prompto snapped a photo of the pucker, his feet surrounding it. The prologue of his wonderful journey...
 
 
Up Gladio's reeking ass.
 
 
All in all, it was rather erotic.
 
 
"You ready Prompto?"
 
 
"Born ready!"
 
 
A grand massive fart, similar to Gladio's previous fart that had started this entire event, started, widened his pucker. Prompto slid in his feet together, tight walls squishing against him, holding him tight against himself. He rubbed his feet together cutely.
 
 
"Whoa." A picture was snapped of Prompto's feet beyond the rim of the pucker. The heat intense and greeted him in a wonderful wave that washed him from his toes downward. A plushness yet also a slickness, contrasting and complementing each other perfectly. Prompto wiggled his toes and tried to dig them into the warm inside of the hot anus. The air around him grew even more toxic and heavy with Gladio's continuous farts.
 
 
"Careful, it's hungry now." Gladio warned, and as if to demonstrate, he released another stifling fart, Prompto's shins vanishing beyond the pucker.
 
 
"Holy crud." His chest felt heavy with lust. Prompto's dick cried for attention and pleaded for him to drop his camera and wrap his hands tights around the throbbing thirteen inches. Trying to pull through, Prompto kept taking his expert pictures. Above him, the pucker throbbed, resting at the edge of Prompto's knobby knees.
 
 
Heat engulfed him as he wriggled and gripped the walls with his toes. Prompto could stretch his legs so far before he feared that he'd slip out of Gladio, but he stretched, watching the pucker widen then push his gangly legs back together. Rubbing his ankles bashfully together, he pushed forward with his feet. A moan erupted from Gladio, feeling Prompto play and shift inside him. Prompto was even smaller than Noct, if that was possible, but he brought forth just as much pleasure, and the same instinctual need for Gladio to slurp him up.
 
 
"Said you wanted me to slurp you up like cup noodle right? That's just what I'm gonna do!"
 
 
That said, another long rippling fart echoed around Prompto, further invading all his senses with the wafting toxic stench and fissuring sound. Squelching and slurping followed, Prompto being gulped up like noodles to his thighs. Prompto had been pulled onto his upper back, his chocobo hair dragged into the pool of cum beneath him. Wild erratic breaths escaped Prompto.
 
 
"Aw, man, I can't do this anymore." Thirteen inches throbbed in near pain, crying at Prompto with his nads slammed against the underside of his erect shaft. Placing his camera gently on the grass beside him, he wrapped his hands around his hard thirteen inches. "Iggy, you take this. Take all the photos." Prompto commanded, his voice breaking and sounding more like he was asking a favor. Iggy nodded, kneeling to take the camera.
 
 
Pressure and pleasure came from both sides for Gladio. Noctis was in a jumble in his gut, pressing against walls, shoving his face playfully against the skin, imprinting against it. He was using his entire body to press and push into Gladio, even fucking the walls of his stomach heatedly. Prompto writhed against his prostate, wriggling and rubbing against the walls with his legs. He pushed and levered with his feet, touching the prostate almost playfully, before stretching carefully, being pressured back into place.
 
 
Prompto found it difficult to multitask in his position, his focus never on one thing completely. Now his focus shifted to his pulsating thirteen inches. With both hands wrapped around it, he stroked faster as he felt Gladio heat and stench overtake him, wash his senses in lust.
 
 
Hesitantly, as if he were handling a fragile vase, Ignis took pictures of the event before him, watching, fascinated. Unlike Prompto, Ignis was unsure of his skill and didn't have experience with a camera like Prompto's.
 
 
"Damn it." The experience with Prompto was same as the one with Noctis. Every movement and motion Prompto made, Gladio felt. The fast, non-stop stroking was almost as pleasurable as the cyclical motions of Prompto's feet inside his anus, pushing and pressing against his walls.
 
 
He just needed Prompto inside of him.
 
 
Another fart rippled out and around Prompto, a squeal and squelch following as he was suctioned upward, hot anal flesh devouring him up and over his lanky thighs, stopping just at the beginning of Prompto's cute, full but semi-flat butt. Prompto had been lifted up and off the ground, strands of cum connecting his scraggly blond locks to the ground and the lake of cum beneath.
 
 
Growing a little braver now that his lower half was almost fully encapsulated inside of Gladio's anus, Prompto spread open his knees. Gladio erupted in a moan, feeling his walls spread with the knees, but it didn't take much for his anus to shut down whatever feeble resistance Prompto offered. But they repeated, continuing the cycle, Gladio's plush anus returning to some magic virginal tightness that embraced Prompto tighter than anyone, or anything, could.
 
 
The feeding of Prompto to Gladio's ass had become a crash course on photography for Ignis. He knew Prompto had become far to busy entertaining himself to teach. Fortunately, Ignis was a quick study, and the camera itself did a lot of work on its own. He believed he was doing a great job of it too. Every few pictures, he changed where he stood, his stance. A few shots of Gladio's face, painted in lust. Then a few shots from a few feet away, to show the scene in its entirety. Gladio's lusty face, his enormous gut filled with Noct, and Gladio's squatting legs, Prompto sticking out from his anus. Then he closed in again, taking a few pictures from the rear. Gladio's pucker, hungry, resting just at the edge of Prompto's ass. Then a nice view from beneath of Prompto's cock and nads, the hungering anus above looming and threatening. There were a few other shots of just Prompto's massive dick, and a close up of the veins, the hands traveling over them and his nads slapping against his own thickness. Pics of adorable Prompto's face followed, sometimes partially obscured by Gladio's ass, sometimes not. One articular photo had Prompto's face, slightly turned to meet the camera, all of his cock and balls, threatening his face with a sudden downpour, and Gladio's pucker, just at the edge of the picture.
 
 
They certainly had a lot of jack-off material for later.
 
 
Moaning loudly, Prompto couldn't help himself as he drove his hands faster and faster, feeling the pressure in his balls grow and grow until they tensed and closed up and climbed closer to his body. His urethra bulged as he climaxed, expulsing white wonderful jets of splooge forth. Rivers of white seed shot forth, big full bursts, landing upon Prompto's freckled face and chest, slathering and repainting skin cum white. Prompto furthered his enjoyment, opening his mouth wide for the jettisons of cum to land in his mouth, swirling it around before gulping it down. The power of the shots fired onto his forehead, and into his hair, further dirtying the locks, the cum dripping off and into the pool when it didn't stick and slicken his hair. When he wasn't firing load after load onto himself, Prompto was adding to the growing ocean of jizz beneath.
 
 
Ignis had been snapping away at the entire cumshot, taking multiple pictures he'd consider perfect. One of Ignis' favorite picture was of Prompto's wide open mouth, being filled with his own cum. Another was of Prompto's face, tongue lolling out to lick up cum that had landed around his lips. It wasn't really his face, but a fleck of cum that had landed on the lens, and gave a waterdrop effect.
 
 
"Got yourself all nice and lubricated?" The work that had to be put into engulfing Prompto was about equal to the work of Noctis, if not just a little more. Prompto had no grounding or foundation, so he had to be constantly held by Gladio now. Size though, Prompto was smaller than the crown prince of ass meal. But it was still amazing. "I'm gonna slurp you up!"
 
 
Once again, a grand fart rumbled through Gladio's bowels, and the slurping and anal gulping began. Over inch after inch of Prompto's skin it swallowed, pinning Prompto's hands to his still dribbling and erect dick. Slowly, Prompto's ass, balls, and shaft disappeared beyond Gladio's rim, embraced and engulfed by the hot rectal walls. Prompto was further lifted off the ground, still jacking off inside of Gladio, milking himself fully free of cum, minimally lubricating his ascent upwards. With a final squelch and rumbling fart, Gladio's pucker rested at the start of Prompto's torso, the edge of his abs.
 
 
Grunts released and stretched to moans again. Just the moment Gladio had thought Noctis had settled, he began to roughhouse again, probably prompted by Prompto's feet or maybe Prompto's motions. Then there was Prompto, who had become more active with his climax. Hands still jerking his cock, he thrusted forth into the welcoming anal walls. The thrusts, combined with movements of his elbows and shoulders, almost sent Gladio over the edge, especially as Prompto was still moving his legs, in a massaging motion, pressing into all the part Gladio wanted him to press into.
 
 
"Fuck, are you getting this Iggy?"
 
 
"Precisely." Doing his best, actually, though Ignis knew Prompto would be doing better. Ignis trembled with the intense need to just abandon everything and indulge in self-pleasure.
 
 
"Gonna..." A grunt before the rumbling of his guts, "slurp you up Prompto!"
 
 
Another bout of flatulence escaped out around Prompto's body, more noxious fumes delivered into Prompto's nostrils and the air around them. Loud wet schlurking followed as Prompto was tugged further upwards, more of his body becoming ass meal. The dark pucker slurped and slid over the rest of Prompto's abs and a few of his prominent ribs before resting just at the tops of his abs. Still jerking himself off, Prompto eked out every last bit of cum from himself as he fucked Gladio's insides. His violet blue eyes were glazed with lust. Where Gladio could feel all of Prompto's movements, Prompto could do the same, and he could feel the shaking and trembling of Gladio lust-ridden body, and he knees about to give out beneath them.
 
 
It was difficult not to be overtaken with lust. Slimy plush wetness, incredibly tight flesh pressing into his skin, the overwhelming cloud of farts and the ugly stench that came with them.
 
 
Unexpectedly, Gladio released another gross fart, his anus working downwards, small slurps resounding, pinning Prompto's elbows to his sides. Lower, lower the pucker devoured downwards, resting at the edges of Prompto's pecs, the pucker beating and hungering for the rest of the slender young blonde. Breathing grew heavier harder for Prompto, lust driving him to heft his pulsating shaft into Gladio's inner anal walls, pleading for another orgasm. Prompto mimicked what Noctis had done, contracting his elbows outward, eliciting grunts and groans from Gladio. For a few moments, his elbows stayed there, before the ass pushed them inwards, returning the arms tight to Prompto's slender torso.
 
 
"It feels so amazing." Prompto eked out. Pleasure for him was quiet whimpers that slowly turned into whines. Not that he could be heard over the cacaophonous slurping and schlurking of the ass feasting upon him, raunch and raucous farts that surrounded him, or Gladio's own grunts and groans of pleasure, slowly growing in volume.
 
 
"Good, cuz you're almost all the way in." Need, he needed Prompto inside of him. A second meal. Not to mention, he made a promise. How could he break a promise? To Noctis? Or Prompto? Or his own, apparently starving ass?
 
 
Thick and sickening farts escaped, echoing out around Prompto as he was devoured and slurped in further. The dark pucker rested at the halfway point of Prompto's chest, pockmarked with freckles, middling through his caramel nipples. Gladio felt the rise and fall of Prompto's chest, breaths heaving and constrained. Lungs filling the stenched air and releasing it with lust. That heart beat, more than a mile a minute now, beat with demented need. Prompto had entirely given in, Gladio feeling all of it. Ever furthering the lust was Noctis, rumbling and quaking inside of Gladio, his heartbeat and breathing still felt, but not as strong as Prompto's, who was beating straight into Gladio's ass. Both of them were simultaneous, synchronized vibrators it seemed like. Prompto was continuous, this bountiful energy source going and going. Noctis slowed, then gained another wind of speed and energy, revitalizing his sensual and desired movements. Lust oozed off of them, Gladio's body taking in the aura and feeding it to his own lust.
 
 
Grunting, Gladio released another all encompassing fart, his pucker passing over the perky erect nipples and freckled chest, engulfing Prompto to his shoulders. The hardened nipples dragged across Gladio's anal walls as he was devoured, tracing lines into the warm walls with their diamond hardness as he shifted. Breathing hitched, Prompto stared upwards, the pucker hungry and welcoming, most of his body engulfed by its warmth. A lot of his body was in the stomach with Noctis, but he adored the warmth and tight beating walls against his flesh, pressing into his hollows and curves, kneading him. Breath hitched, Prompto was whimpering. He felt close, but he wanted to endure...
 
 
So that he could fire away into Noctis.
 
 
Moans had began to escape from Gladio. This was something he could barely stand. While Noctis settled in his front for a moment, he felt full, and knew if Prompto resided inside of him, he'd be utterly stuffed.
 
 
He needed that feeling of stuffed. Desired to be utterly full to the brim.
 
 
With an angered and needy grunt, Gladio released a quick slurping fart, swallowing up and over Prompto's thin shoulders and all the way over his neck. Gladio cold feel Prompto's throat bulge and throb with carnal gulping. It felt so good. There was almost nothing left. Only the head.
 
 
Leaning over just a little bit, Gladio had trouble maintaining his balance with his heavy front, but it was an effort to allow Ignis a better view.
 
 
"Iggy! Take a picture!" Prompto pleaded, the cheesy grin on his face contrasting the flush of sweat and red.
 
 
Ignis nodded, kneeling in front of Gladio's ass and Prompto's face. The cheesy grin stayed plastered as Ignis snapped the photo. If his arms were free, Ignis was sure Prompto would've given double peace signs.
 
 
"How about another? For posterity?" Gladio winked deviously over his shoulder.
 
 
A stern nod. Ignis was getting the hint, holding the camera to his eye.
 
 
For the final engulfing, a dramatic and grandiose fart was released around Prompto, this fart the closest to his nose and most erotic in it trembling sound and raunchy scent. A perfect shot was snapped as Gladio's pucker crawled over Prompto's face, taking its slow time. Chin, then mouth, spotted cheeks and nose, eyes, until finally that floof of chocobo yellow hair disappeared beyond, into Gladio's hungering rectum.
 
 
Just as previously, Gladio's innards shifted until Prompto was sucked through his guts and into his stomach. Extending from him, his stomach had become a massive, bulging sphere. Nothing was left of his musculature, his stomach having erased all those perfect lines of muscle, drawn on with years and years of work. Gladio collapsed to his knees with the immense weight of the duo, before reclining, falling backwards. Just as he laid upon his back, Noctis and Prompto began another ruckus, Gladio sure the two young men were fucking crazily in his stomach. He could feel their hands and cocks and asses moving inside of him, pressing up and into another. Prompto was topping.
 
 
"That feels so fucking good." Gladio rubbed and petted with stomach, embracing it lazily with both arms. It bulged and rocked with Prompto and Noctis' fucking forms.
 
 
Camera laid somewhere by his feet, Ignis circled Gladio, enjoying the view. "It's so erotic." Hair mussed up, styling gone with the sweat and bath, Ignis looked like the wild self he deserved to be. His hands unabashedly grabbed the sides of Gladio's stomach roughly, squeezing, squishing, and pinching the sphere before pressing his own toned nude body against it, smearing precum over the bulge with his thick beating manhood.
 
 
"I didn't know you'd be so into this Iggy. I shouldn't be talking though. I'm into it too. Having these two sucked up my ass." Gladio winked, relaxing with hands behind his head.
 
 
Ignis' pink tongue passed over his lips in a beastly manner. He wanted to give into his primal wild self.
 
 
"Gladio?"
 
 
"Yeah?"
 
 
Ignis pressed his hard cock against Gladio's spherical stomach, energetic and vibrating, tumultuous with the actions of the others inside.
 
 
"I want to fuck your stomach." His voice was blunt, sounding misshapen, as if Ignis was releasing all his filthy compulsions at once.
 
 
Gladio laughed a hearty laugh. It was such a genuine request, he couldn't help himself. As the laughter ended though, he smirked, furrowing his brow, and rose to clash eyes with Ignis. Green meeting amber. "You can fuck my stomach, as long as I get to fuck you."
 
 
No wasting any time, Ignis circled Gladio again, standing up straight, then kneeling to arrange himself. Thick, hard, cut, and glistening with pre and cum, Gladio's fifteen inches pressed against his large rumbling stomach. Ignis gave the enormous cock a hesitant look for a moment, before languidly lowering himself onto the girth, Gladio's personal and attached greatsword. With every inch that entered him, Ignis moaned as his ass took in Gladio's shaft as Gladio's ass had taken in Noctis and Prompto earlier. Inch by inch, until Gladio's mountainous thickness was completely sheathed inside of Ignis.
 
 
More little grunts from Gladio as he felt Ignis's anal walls cling to him as he had clung to Prompto and Noctis. While Gladio certainly didn't mind anal intercourse, it was infinitely nice to have his cock up an ass. In comparison among all the boys, Gladio personally thought Ignis had the best ass. All nice and round. Juicy, he'd call it. Perfectly round, two fullest roundest moons, with the perfect cleft between, tight, but still amazing if his cheeks were parted. Inside, as well, was perfect. Ignis just clung to a man, his tight inner plush walls just hugging a cock tight until it flooded him with splooge.
 
 
"Ah..." Ignis quietly gasped, feeling Gladio crammed into him to the hilt, Ignis' own throbbing manhood pressed against Gladio's rampaging stomach. He wrapped his arms around the rumbling roundness, forcing the tremoring sphere against his cock, turning it into a makeshift hole.
 
 
Gladio smirked, watching Ignis. "You start Ignis, you're in charge here." Just staring at Ignis was erotic. One of his best friends and lovers, the other having been devoured by his ass with rancid farts and stuffed into his stomach.
 
 
Another nod, only less stern and dignified. Ignis wasn't going to last long, he never did. A chance to let loose was immediately taken advantage off, Ignis immediately releasing with a lack of stamina.
 
 
Now, Ignis looked like a different person. His dignified coiff had now become bangs, unkempt and loosely hanging in his eyeline. Sweat gathered on his face, drops falling onto his forehead from his brow. Ignis gained the look of a bad boy, a handsome mafiaso.
 
 
And that bad boy was riding his fearsome shaft, fucking his stomach stuffed with two other men.
 
 
Fourteen hard inches of dick thrusted into Gladio's stomach, Ignis began with his depravity. Slowly, he started, pre already leaking onto Gladio's spherical stomach. He slammed his girth in the spherical roundness, feeling the fat wrap around him, contort and bend as the cock indented the active sphere. Then he receded, falling downwards onto Gladio's own immense member.
 
 
For Ignis, the stomach felt as amazing, if not more, than any ass he had been in. Imprints of Noctis and Prompto bulging out. The grand enormity of it, and how it erased away all of Gladio's muscles. How warm the large stomach stomach was as it surrounded his dick.
 
 
A coarse gulp forced Ignis' adam's apple down.
 
 
"Get loud Iggy. Let loose!" Gladio demanded. When Ignis let loose, it was like a wild behemoth had been released. When they all fucked, it was a wild frenzy when Ignis went crazy. He aimed to have every orifice seeping with jizz, to fill everyone else's ass and mouth with his own cum. A rampant carnal beast of sex he became.
 
 
To encourage Ignis to become more bestial, Gladio thrusted his hips just as Ignis receded onto his massive cock, receiving a lovely whmpering moan as he hit Iggy's sweetspot. Gladio swiveled his hips, feeling the sweet hotness of Ignis encompassing him. Contracting, then tightening, squeezing him lovingly.
 
 
A loud moan exited Ignis, who was getting the picture. He slammed into Gladio's stomach, then receded onto the fifteen inched plunged inside of him, which Gladio pounded inside as Ignis fell back. Ignus clutched the stomach tighter to his cock, shoving into it. Everytime he moved forward, Gladio shoved into him as he fell back. The process repeated, until there was no space between Ignis cock and the round stomach. He sheathed himself entirely in the stomach. He pounded into Gladio as Gladio pounded into him. It was a circle of pleasure. Gladio was fucking him while he was fucking Gladio.
 
 
It wasn't that pleasurable, Ignis' invasion of Gladio's stomach by cock. Most of Gladio's pleasure came from watching Ignis' body grow flush, hot with lust and sweat glistening his perfect stud body.
 
 
A Malboro cigarette would look perfect hanging from his lewd lips.
 
 
Need and lust took over, Gladio thrusting harder into Ignis, who released a loud, uncontrolled moan, followed by small little moans. Ignis swirled his hips around, driving the dick further into his ass. His anal walls tightened, before contracting, Ignis driving his tall girth into Gladio's quaking stomach. Another swirling of his hips, hands squishing the fat divided by his dick back into it.
 
 
Then he fell back, Gladio thrusting into him. Moans again. Already, they were synchronized, thrusts into one another growing quicker and soon becoming erratic. Ignis lacked any endurance.
 
 
Noctis and Prompto even decided to join on the fun. Prompto on the left, Noctis on the right, they pushed the stomach forward and around Ignis's large shaft. Pushing up and over the the throbbing veiny flesh. They rubbed against it through Gladio's stomach, making the warm muscled flesh act like the anal walls they had passed through earlier. Prompto was more playful, rubbing and nudging, curiously testing the the limits of the stomach walls. Noctis seemed to use his entire body, but occasionally followed Prompto's lead, also testing the wall in pleasuring Ignis.
 
 
Howling screeching moans erupted from Ignis as he thrusted into the makeshift hole the three other men had made. Sounds of a persons entirety shattering from lust. That was the sound of Ignis in the bedroom.
 
 
Everyone grew erratic, chaotic, everyone losing pace with one another. Climax drew near, then happened. First, Ignis, his balls tensing and drawing close to his body. Moans escaped him just as seed flooded forth, shooting out in white hot jettisons that painted the front of Gladio's stomach. Waterfalls of white flowed over the sphere, pooling and creating lakes over Gladio's waist. It rolled and poured into his belly button, which nearly popped out of his stomach. The wall of stomach was painted white, and dripped with cum onto Ignis' rock hard body and the already cum-damp ground beneath.
 
 
Gladio's own climax burst forth, pistoning and thrusting up as he poured into Ignis. Rivers of white hot jizz flooded into Ignis, the seed soaking the insides of the tight warm anus. It gushed into plush anal walls, slathering Ignis' insides which soaked and absorbed the cum, drinking up whatever it could. Cum splashed and gushed in so much volume, it was too much, and exited out of Ignis' anus, covering and dripping down onto base and down his nuts.
 
 
As their orgasms died down, so did the howling moans and grunts. Prompto and Noctis had also eased, relaxing back into Gladio's insides, obviously spent. Finished himself, Gladio fell and sprawled backwards, exhausted and sighing. Ignis release little grunts himself, edging inch by inch up and off Gladio's enormous cum painted cock. The moment the head of the splooged shaft popped from Ignis' ass with a sweet slurp, cum gushed forth from Ignis' anus like geyser for a moment before the anus tightened immediately, only drips exiting from his pucker.
 
 
"Holy fuck." Gladio moaned, breathlessly. Exhaustion ran embedded deep in bones. Bouncing back from their rest, Noctis and Prompto returned to their bounding and rampaging.
 
 
Ignis was of Prompto and Noctis' leanings. After falling onto his butt, he reclined and took deep breaths. For a few moments he rested, then slowly inched forward.
 
 
Gladio was entirely ignorant of Ignis' feet slipping under his large overhang of gut until felt his nuts pushed upwards and his anus playfully tickled, just before Ignis slammed in his two feet.
 
 
An ugly sound expelled from Gladio alongside all of his breath. Barely able to, he pushed himself onto his elbows to steal an annoyed look at Ignis.
 
 
"What are you doing Iggy?" Gladio asked slightly panicked, brow furrowed. Working ahead of him was his anus, almost with a mind of its own. A quick raunchy fart and his pucker slurped up past Iggy's ankles and onto his shins.
 
 
"I have to be in there, Gladio." He admitted in a voice weak and breaking with lust. Long ago, Ignis had broken inside out, and was just replaced with the need to be inside.
 
 
"Fuck Iggy!" Another moan as Gladio released a loud rumbling fart, Ignis being quickly slurped into ass, up to his knees now. Forced by his own ass, Gladio prostrated, splay his legs and letting his gut fully fall upon Ignis' body. Ignis moaned as the stomach slammed upon his cock, pressing it tight against his toned body. It was that Gladio's ass desperately needed Ignis inside, alongside Noctis and Prompto. One never turned down a free meal. Farting even more noxious fumes and loud slorping sounds, Ignis was dragged across the ground, the ass devouring him past his knees and up to his thighs. Ignis was smothered by Gladio's distended stomach, and the cum gathered upon the large gut was forced onto his body as he was dragged underneath, his backside also collecting substantial cum from the ground.
 
 
Sweat was gathering on Gladio's brow. His fatigued an tired body working without his whim. Noctis and Prompto shifting inside of him was also getting worse. They must've felt Ignis' sudden entrance ripple through Gladio's body. Grotesque farts exited out of Gladio more as his hungering pucker traveled further upwards until it rested on Ignis' balls and the bottom of his perfect ass.
 
 
Out of control, Gladio's ass ripped another reeking fart, Ignis' dragged ever further inside. His balls, still heavy with seed and wanting another climax, his perfect ass dipping with Gladio's cum, and his fourteen inch hard and erect shaft. Inch by inch it was all devoured, transported into Gladio's warm and welcoming bowels. Gladio's stomach now weighed heavily upon Ignis' chest restraining his breathing a little, but not dangerously. Ignis worshiped that stomach, it could do no harm to him. He reached up, wrapping his arms around it, managing to push himself up, licking off his own from the extended flesh.
 
 
"I need to be in there." Ignis, just above a whisper, fluttering his eyelashes, kissing away the cum.
 
 
At this point, Gladio couldn't stop him. His ass worked away without any input from him. Farts rich with stench and sound erupted from him as his anus worked and slurped over the rippling abs and partially over Ignis' hitching chest, his pucker halving Ignis' nipples. Like Prompto and Noctis, Gladio could feel everything Ignis did, like his rising lungs and beating heart were one with his own. Ignis' heart beat a bit wilder, faster, and his lungs had a hard time keeping up. Now, Ignis could just orgasm from the situation. He couldn't be seen now, only his arms embracing the sphere of rumbling fat, Ignis' head underneath, nuzzling the fat and giving playful licks to Gladio's amazing dick.
 
 
With a singular short fart, Gladio's ass worked over the rest of Ignis' body, stopping at the armpits. Then there was a doubling down, two quick slurping farts one after another. Swiftly, the pucker worked over Ignis' armpits and upper arms, then Ignis' vision of the outside world was replaced with pink anal walls hungrily smothering his face as the pucker reached over his head, stopping at the now pushed together elbows.
 
 
Taking in deep breaths, Gladio seemed finally in control again, now that he was in the final stretch. It wasn't like he had a choice. One last deep breath, and another grandiose fart ripped out of him, taking in Ignis' arms like noodles all the way to the wrist. Then another small final fart was released, taking in Ignis' curling fingers, leaving nothing of Ignis in the outside world. Guts rumbling and his ass releasing amazing, long trembling farts, Gladio's bowels sucked and pushed Ignis into Gladio's stomach, joining Prompto and Noctis inside. Once again his stomach expanded, becoming impossibly large, and party inside growing fiercer. Now fully exhausted, Gladio reclined.
 
 
Groaning, Gladio just laid there. Inside, the three men were wantonly fucking, trying a myriad of positions, with the apparent intent of stretching Gladio's stomach walls as far as they could go.
 
 
"You guys-oh fuck... Do whatever. I'll let you out... sometime. When I can find the energy."
 
 
Gladio was already thinking of having this happen again. Maybe he'd do a complete chain, the guys sucking each other off as he devoured them, or maybe he could try the three of them at once?
He just knew that they'd do this again.