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CHRIS O‘DONNELL as DICK GRAYSON BATMAN & ROBIN (1997) dir. Joel Schumacher

Just casually shopping at Costco.

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Spidey Farts 2

(Story once again illustrated by OneKinks on Twitter or OneMillionBullets on Deviantart)

Peter had been indulging himself recently. It’s the morning after his third date with Hugo and they’d only met a little over a week ago.

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Peter lifted a leg filling his blanket with a rancid dutch oven he made sure to get a good whiff of. The stink of the gas made him reminisce on his stinky meetings he'd been having with his classmate. The two of them making further sexual progress as well as Peter discovering his sadistic flatulent side as well as Hugo growing more dependent on the stink one fart at a time. Finally getting out of bed on the lazy sunday morning Peter decided he would have a productive day and remind New York that they still had a friendly neighbourhood Spiderman.

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Peter chuckled as he let the gas out while brushing his hair. Maybe more of a stinky neighbourhood Spiderman.

As Peter slid into his hero suit he grabbed a couple pints of milk from his mini-fridge being his only choice for breakfast. As Peter hastily chugged eager to get on the streets he pondered how long ago he’d bought the milk, it tasted a little funky but not enough to discourage the broke college student. As his lips pulled away from the now empty bottle Peter’s chest immediately swelled, rebelling against Peter’s dietary choice.

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The powerful oral blast involuntarily escaped Peter’s mouth. The hero checked his breath, gagging as the belch packed a punch. Peter rubbed his stomach encouraging the gas to brew and go to the other end. As Peter covered his identity with his mask he hoped the gas wouldn’t be too much trouble, but as he’d been starting to realise his farts were becoming one of his biggest assets.

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After just a few minutes of web slinging himself above the streets Peter witnessed his first chance to help. From a rooftop Peter could see down a sidestreet, in it he saw a trio of men surrounding an old woman and quickly snatching her bag, soon after escaping pushing the old lady down and running deep into the labyrinth between the buildings. Luckily Peter knew the area well and was able to follow the men until they decided they were able to stop for a rest. As the trio began rummaging through the bag searching their haul Peter sneaks down lowering himself from above slowly getting lower and lower over the distracted thieves. As fate would have it this was when Peter’s insides decided to begin processing the dairy Peter had forced down. A fart was brewing right at the tip of Peter’s hole and he knew there was no keeping it in and certainly that there was no chance it would be silent. 

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The outburst echoed between the building immediately prompting the three to look up at the tightly clad hero dropping down and the miasma of stink following him. Unfortunately for him one of the thugs was slow to move away and Peter landed right on top of him wrapping his legs around the man’s shoulders.

“Woah there horsey!” The man was shouting and bucking trying to pry the hero off. The experience was made even worse with every time he moved, forcing a short fart out of Peter.

While grappling the thief Peter spotted both of his friends having split heading down either end of the alleyway but luckily they were just within range. Peter shot out a web from each hand and simultaneously pulled back the two escapees.

“Come to Papa!” He kept reeling them in until they were huddled together at that point he bound them together and shot three back to back web shots covering their mouths and corking their pleas for freedom.

“Ugh come on you three really, stealing an old lady’s purse is such a stereotype when are you gonna switch it up.” As Peter said this he knocked the trio down leaving them all facing up at him with fear in their eyes. “See I’m a bit of an innovator myself that’s why I’ve always got new tricks up my sleeve.” He turned around squatting over them and with an exaggerated moan:

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“Well I guess I keep that one up my ass.” He wafted the rancid blast, getting a whiff of it himself. “Phew imagine being on the receiving end of that!” He slyly gflanced down at his grouped victims eyes watering and shouting against their mouth restraints, forced to inhale through their noses.

“Haha I bet one more Stinkerman special and you’ll be out cold?”

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The stink intensified. “Nighty night.” The hero chuckled as he watched the toxic blast make the three pairs of eye’s roll back to match the now-limp bodies.

Exiting the biohazardous crime scene Spiderman managed to track down the old lady to return her purse showing a more benevolent and less sadistic side. As he was swinging away from the grateful woman the police tracker he’d built into the suit picked up a local signal.

“-Kingpin has escaped the holding facility, his people are on their way to pick him up, requesting back up-” The signal cut off but luckily Peter could track the location but he would have to hurry to get there.

Swinging over the busy streets Peter knew he wouldn’t be able to make it in time if he kept going at this rate. Fortunately he had an easy way to boost.

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The blast rocketed out of Peter’s ass making his momentum almost double. With the built up speed he was even able to freely glide in between the much faster swings.

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While Peter knew that the citizens underneath wouldn’t be able to recognise the sound of his flatulence over the hubbub of the city, he got excited at the thought of the streets below him becoming especially pungent following his wake. 

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With a final odious swing Peter was on the building next to his destination. From the outside Peter could recognise Kingpin on the top floor of the glass-walled skyscraper. And focusing even more Peter could recognise the security which was being held hostage in the villains grasp. Knowing there was no time to lose Peter managed to skillfully swing inside one of the open windows on the floor below without being noticed. As he sneaked up the stairs he could hear the shouting between Kingpin and the other security and police trying to free the hostage. As Spiderman made his entrance he used one hand to pull a cheek away from his hole to let a flow of silent toxic farts continually make its way into the room.

Of course the spandex covered hero immediately caught attention.

“Spiderman!” Kingpin growled, pushing the gun harder into the head of the terrified man he was holding. 

“Don’t do anything stupid Spidey.” One of the officer’s condescendingly requested.

“Oh please no one trusts me around here.” Peter pulled his hands above his head still letting out the continuous SBD. “See nothing in my hands, I'm just here to enjoy the show.” The hero casually leant against the wall as he caught a whiff of his own gas. “P U i know it’s tense in here but i didn’t think you’d use the opportunity to let one rip KP?” The hero exaggeratedly pinched his nose using the other hand to waft the ever-growing eggy stench around the room.

Kingpin’s nostrils flared as he glared at Peter still not sure what he was doing, unfortunately for him this meant he got a premature whiff of Peter’s putrid gas. He hacked at the stink and the coughing weakened his grip on the hostage. Peter took this as an opportunity to quickly web the hostage out of his grasp and shoot another web to get the gun out of the villain’s grip. 

Now the situation was a lot safer Peter finally cocked his leg:

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Groaning in relief he wafted the stink about to the shocked room who were all starting to become more nauseated by the poisonous stench.

“You know what I think that one might have been me guys, sorry not sorry.” The police or security didn’t know what to do but Kingpin obviously saw red and charged at the hero. Unfortunately he was disorientated by the horrific smell and haze filling the room and was easily vaulted by Spiderman who let the heavy man tackle into the wall. Peter bent over aiming his ass at the man behind him.

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The fart was seemingly unending, making the atmosphere in the room unbearable. The stink was knocking out the professionals like flies, all still tense but falling to the floor some writhing and coughing, others failing at covering their noses with hands or clothes. And for Kingpin, he was caught in the epicentre and had slumped down the wall completely unconscious.

“See, I don't think it’s even that bad.” The hero took an exaggerated sniff, coughing even on his own stink. “Ah that’ll put hairs on your chest boys.” He quipped to the unconscious room.

Wanting to make sure Kingpin was out longer than those who would arrest him Peter mustered his strength to lift the heavy man’s head and lift it into his sweaty crack.

“Crime stinks doesn’t it KP.”

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The criminal's head vibrated, taking the full brunt of Peter’s offensive blast. “Whew enjoy the fart coma!”

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The sun was beginning to set on what Peter believed was one of his most productive days in a while. Chowing down the last slice of a well deserved cheesy pizza Peter thought he had earned a cheeky visit to Hugo.

Using his fart propelled swinging Spiderman managed to make it to Hugo's window in no time. Seeing the man studying at his desk his heart and stomach fluttered wondering how he could tease him.

Webbing a thrown out news paper from a trash can he descended slowly until he was hanging right outside his lover's window butt facing him. As he pretended to read he fake yawned and stretched his arms.

"Ugh thank god no one is here for this!" He chuckled.

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The repulsive blast rattled Hugo's window the vile smell clouding the glass.

"At least have to decency to come inside to do that." Hugo winked as he pushed the window open getting a few tentative sniffs of the flatulence. "Wow who would've though Stinkerman would bless my window with his farts?" He continued laughing with Peter as he guided him into the bedroom.

"I'll bless more than the window if you keep going like that." Peter winked pulling his mask off after closing the window behind him, stopping any fresh air going in or out.

"Well I'm sorry anyway I've still got work to do please stay of course, but I won't be free for a little bit."

"Anything I can help with?"

"I dunno have a look." Hugo pointed at the papers. 

As Peter scanned the sheets he picked up on the stale scent in the room. "You should really invest in an air freshener man, still stinks from when I was last here."

"I see it more as a lover's token." Hugo quipped back playing with a pen.

"Oh really I can give you a top up if you want," he slid the paper's away and slid over to sitting on Hugo's lap, "free of charge?" He raised an eyebrow. 

"Well since you did help me with the work so diligently…" Hugo sighed looking at the papers falling to the ground. "What kind of monster would I be to deny you?" Peter laughed giving his sarcastic lover a quick kiss.

He walked over to the other side of the room grabbing Hugo's chunky reading glasses and putting them on. Hugo watched curiously wondering what he was planning as he watched him pick up a paper.

"Hugo!" Peter feigned shock, "Have you been skipping your homework? You're probably seeing a boy." Hugo giggled at the act as Peter approached him. "It's probably that dastardly Spiderman, surely he can't stink as bad as me!?" He picked up the other student in a princess lift and carried him to the bed, throwing him down as Hugo half-heartedly protested.

"Well in that case I'll just have to show you all that Stinkerman has to offer!" Peter backed his tightly covered ass up to Hugo's blushing face until he was pushing his skull right against the headboard face engulfed by the hero's juicy cheeks.

"Note to future you Hugo, don't let me have dairy if you want your nose in tact by the end of the day."

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The onslaught of farts vibrated Hugo's head against the wall making the room quake. But what was more intense was the sulfuric pheromones being forced into Hugo's body, scorching his sinuses.

"Phew glad I'm not the only one here to enjoy this!" Peter responded to the muffled moaning from deep inside his crack and Hugo's noticeable hard on matching Peter's own.

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The obnoxious barrage of back to back butt blasts made Hugo's body writhe as Peter kept him in place. As Peter continued rocketing equally horrific farts out of his ass he could recognise the stench densely filling the room with a dark green miasma of fart fumes. What made Peter the proudest was he could even see a few places where he could see the walls of Hugo's cheap student apartment peeling in some places. He would be worried for the man he was marking underneath him if it weren't for the cum which was leaking through the jeans as he continued bucking. Wanting to lovingly add a final victim to his extensive list of fart knock outs of the day he lifted his ass a little, peeling it off the disorientated student beneath him.

"Get it while it's hot!" He seductively teased pulling both his cheeks apart and pushing out a silent burning thick fog of fart into Hugo's poor face.

As his lover slumped underneath him Peter got a whiff of his impressive work and rubbed himself. He wondered if Hugo will have recovered in time for his morning thunder.

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(Thanks yall for waiting two weeks for a sequel hope it was worth the wait, OneKinks is doing a hero week on his twitter so keep an eye out for that, also new Windbreaker stories are gonna be out soon here!)