Stuck in the Trunk

"Well if you're done down there for now Carlo..." Lucy said, crawling over Sarah. "Would you be able to sniff up another stinker for me?"

Lucy settled herself lying across Sarah's legs so her butt was in Carlo's face and her legs were pulled back. "You don't mind, right?" she asked while looking down her stomach at him. Lucy was wearing a one piece bathing suit, and he couldn't help but notice that she actually had a really tight ass he hadn't appreciated before.

"I guess..." He looked up to Sarah, who had a bemused expression about her boyfriend's predicament.

"I mean, I don't care, it's whatever," he said, while caring about Lucy doing something that was definitely not just whatever.

Lucy giggled. "Get ready then you guys, I really felt this one brewing."

Pfffrrrrtttt

Carlo swore he saw Lucy's skin tight bathing suit inflate a little as the fart blew out across his face. He struggled not to react while sniffing it up, even as she started waving her hand across her face. He also tried to keep his boner under control, because now that he was face to face with it he couldn't help but admire her juicy little ass, even though the gas coming out of it smelled like burnt rubber.

"Pee yew girls, eh?" Lucy laughed with the other girls as the gas spread through the trunk, even with Carlo sucking it in from inches away.

"Oh my god Lucy, that smelled unhealthy. You can't be feeling well." Sarah shook her head.

"Heh, that was quite the little poot there wasn't it. Let me try again."

Lucy scrunched up her face, cutely in a self-conscious way. "Ooh, batten down the hatches lassies, a storms a comin"

Pfffrrrrtttttttt

As soon as the fart had ended, the girls broke out giggling as Carlo quietly, patiently sniffed it in. Lucy seemed to find her jokes hysterical, breaking out in a fit of laughter and kicking her legs, before letting them come to rest stretched out in front of her - leaving Carlo's head under her thighs with his face trapped pointed at her crotch. She seemed not to mind having his face basically in her crotch so long as she found it funny.

"Wait, one more little poot."

Blrt

The fart was over fast, but came out loud and wet. Carlo kept sniffing under her thighs and had to agree with Sarah - whatever was going on in this small girl's digestive tract was not healthy.

"How you doing down there, Carlo?" Lucy asked, parting her thighs to look at his face and giving it a few gentle taps with her fingers, like poking a body. "Still alive?"

"Still alive," Carlo responded. Sarah chuckled and squeezed his cock, which was very much alive.

"Good. Now it's Janelle's turn."

"Wait, me? He doesn't have to smell mine," Janelle said.

"Oh, don't be shy, I know you said your stomach was hurting too. It's worse to keep them in, really."

"Oh, ok, but I really am sorry Carlo."

"All good," Carlo replied, though being passed around like this made him anxious.

"See? It's all good," Lucy said. "Now get in there."

Lucy turned his head to face the other way, then shoved it all the way until his face made contact with Janelle's cushy ass cheeks and his nose was pushing through the bikini bottom to be lodged inside her crack.

The fabric of her bikini felt damp on his face, and the skin of her ass cheeks was cool. She lifted her ass cheeks apart, then let them close down on his nose again so it was completely lodged between them.

"I hope you're comfy down there," Janelle told him. Carlo sucked in a loud sniff in confirmation. He mostly smelled the lake water on her bikini bottoms, but he swore it was mixed with the scent of sweat, and her asshole.

"I'm glad you won't be able to smell this one," Janelle said, and he heard a quiet gurgle from her ass. He tried to keep sniffing steadily.

Pffffrrrrrrttttt

At point blank range, the rotten smell of her farts was completely undiluted. He could feel the shit stained particles lingering at the back of his throat, and struggled not to gag.

She shifted a little, and Lucy adjusted by pushing his head further into Janelle's crack. Janelle's juicy ass cheeks protruted quite a bit, so his face was smushed into them, but he could feel the very tip of his nose making contact with the depths of her ass crack. As they were lying opposite directions, his view was a close up of where the bottom of her phat cheeks folded over the top of her thighs.

The tip of his nose could feel the skin near her asshole going tight before loosening and letting out another long, hot pffffffffrrrrrrrttttttt.

"Aw man, you're so nice to do this, buddy," Janelle said. "You're really in there too."

"He is, isn't he," Lucy said, wiggling his head a little so Janelle's cheeks flopped from side to side on his face. "Like a little butt crack vacuum cleaner. A crackuum cleaner, if you will."

Janelle and Sarah giggled. Beyond the fact that some deeply held instinct was driving him to want to do this, Carlo wondered how it was he had given in to these girls' peer pressure to sniff their farts straight from the source in the first place, though honestly, he was too comfortable with Janelle's ass cheeks flopped on his face and her gentle laugh in his ear to care.

"Well here's another fresh one for you, booty cleaner," Janelle said, snickering, before ripping a long and bubbling brrruupprrrpp.

Janelle slapped her ass cheek to punctuate the moment, and he could feel the ripple pass through. With his nose trapped in her ass and sucking the fart in point blank, the smell was almost overwhelming, and he felt a wave of dizziness as he inhaled the methane. Part of him was grateful for the bikini acting like a face mask, but some uncontrolled part of him wanted to tear it to the side and dive further in, which made his cock stand up straight under the damp towel.

"My booty's a beast, isn't it? Well that's all I've got for now," Janelle said, no longer so embarrassed as before.

"Ok good, cuz it's my turn to use him again." Sarah grabbed his head, and Lucy crawled back off of her.

With her hand on the back of his head, Sarah pulled Carlo until his face was entirely buried in her ass crack. She gently dragged his nose down until the tip of it grazed her asshole, then playfully gyrated her hips in his face before grinding his nose into her asshole full force. He could smell it through the thin fabric of her bikini as he continued to helplessly sniff her ass.

"You ready?" Sarah asked. His cock throbbed in anticipation, but with his mouth smashed into her butt all that came out was a muffled "mmph." The girls laughed at the sound.

"I'll take that as an enthusiastic yes," Sarah said, grinding the tip of his nose in a small circle in her asshole. Pfffrrrtttt

Her ass wind flooded his lungs as he inhaled, scarcely filtered by the bikini. There was something disgustingly sweet in the scent, the smell of rot, mixed with an oily smell and, he swore, oily texture that coated his throat. He managed not to audibly gag, but tears came to his eyes and he had to blink them away, and as he sniffed had a stuttering pause.

"Jeez, that one was..." Lucy said, holding her nose and shaking her head.

"Powerful?" Sarah supplied.

Lucy laughed. "Yeah, I guess you could say that. I can smell your farts from over here, even with Carlo trying to contain them."

"Hmm, maybe we could find a better position?" Sarah asked. "Carlo, turn your head straight up."

As Carlo did as she said, she shifted her butt with his face and scooched to the side, until she was full on laying on him while oriented the opposite direction, with his nose lined up to be buried straight in her ass.

She wiggled her butt back and forth. "Is this comfortable enough, Carlo?" Sarah asked while looking down towards him, with only limited room to move under the low trunk ceiling. His face was completely covered under her, so he gave a thumbs up.

"Hopefully this way less of the smell will leak out."

"God, he looks like he'd be enjoying himself, if it weren't for the... um... public service he's giving" Lucy said, giggling. Carlo couldn't deny that Sarah's weight on him was comforting in a way, even in this awkward position, and his dick didn't seem to mind the task at hand either.

"Well, it's a good view, what can I say," Sarah said, tossing her hair to the side. She shimmied her shoulders a little, making Carlo's cock grind up against her back. Without further pause, she let another blast loose in his face with a pffrrrrbbbbbttt.

Carlo tried to suck in the smell, and also tried desperately to suck in any other air he could get. He squirmed a little, trapped between Sarah's cheeks with nothing but the air she pumped out of her colon.

Sarah lifted her butt off his face. "Forgot you couldn't breathe under there, oops!" Carlo gratefully sniffed up the mixture of fart and fresh air. Then she unceremoniously dropped her butt back down on his face, and shimmied a little to line his nose back up with the depths of her ass crack.

Some of her fart still lingered in her crack, so as he kept sniffing he still smelled a whiff of her gas. There was also the distinct smell of her asshole, which he could feel his nose pressing into through her swimsuit.

He felt her asshole tighten again before releasing another prrrrbbbffftt right against his nose.

Her ass cheeks were surrounding his face, leaving him in total darkness desperately sniffing in her fart to try to breathe. The smell of her gas seemed to be compounded when it was his only air and his lungs burned. She playfully flexed her ass cheeks, pinching his nose shut so he couldn't breathe at all.

Cut off from air entirely, he got desperate, and wiggled his head so his face could peak out of her crotch.

"Oh no, I think that might be too much for the little guy," Janelle said, watching him squirm and sniff desperately. Lucy giggled, but Janelle seemed concerned.

"He's my good boy though, isn't he," Sarah said while stroking his hair. "Too bad my farts are so overwhelming."

"It's fine, I still can't smell them," Carlo insisted from between her thighs. "Just not much fresh air."

"Aw," Sarah said, then closed her legs so he was cut off from air once more, his nose squeezed between her thighs.

"Hey, I have an idea, since the farts are honestly still sorta leaking out. Are you willing to try something, Carlo?" Lucy asked.

Sarah parted her thighs so he could peek out again. "Umm..." His cheeks buzzed with anxiety, not so sure that Lucy's idea would be anything but terrible for him.

"Here, crawl over here." Sarah slid to the side so Carlo could drag himself closer to Lucy.

"Ok, get your face down there sorta," Lucy said while scooching to the edge of the trunk and tucking her legs against her chest, leaving Carlo kneeling in front of her without much room to move. She grabbed his hair to point his face straight at her ass.

"Ok, now, open your mouth."

Carlo hesitated. Sniffing farts was one thing, swallowing them was another. He cringed at the idea of having to pretend not to smell anything while patiently waiting for Lucy to squeeze blast after blast of shitty air out of her asshole and into his mouth like some kind of toilet.

There was only a brief pause before Sarah interjected, "Ooh, good idea, that way he'll filter out more of the god awful smell without any escaping. If, y'know, you're not scared to do that or something Carlo."

"Yeah, um..." Carlo still held back. He glanced at the eyes of all three girls looking to him expectantly in the dim light, wondering as he did if he would sink so low as to eat their farts fresh from their asses. He felt pressured to agree, but also some part of him he felt a little ashamed of wanted to suck the farts out of all three of them like a good little butt servant.

He blushed at the thought, but in the end he figured the line of social acceptability had been redrawn the moment the trunk was locked. "Sure, I guess that like... makes sense." Slowly, shamefully, his mouth opened itself before Lucy's waiting butt cheeks.

Lucy gave him a moment before taking control, giggling as she shifted his open mouth to completely line up with her asshole. "Thanks so much for this!" she told him. "Now get ready, cause the chili has really been making this one build up."

Lucy scrunched her face as she squeezed the fart out, and the sound echoed in his mouth with a pbooourt. She watched in barely contained hilarity as he steadily inhaled, sucking the fart into his lungs.

"Ohh my goood, that was a scorcher coming out," Lucy said, laughing. Carlo felt what she meant; her fart seemed to burn his throat and lungs and nearly brought tears to his eyes, though he managed to blink them away. The feeling of helplessness as the girls chuckled at his plight was even more overwhelming than his singed throat.

"I can't believe you made fun of me for farting earlier Lucy," Sarah said while shaking her head. "Now suddenly you're going off."

"You know me girly, can't help being a savage," Lucy said, striking a pose and smiling cutely even in her awkward position with her legs pulled back. "Oh fuck another one's coming."

Bloooort

The girls broke out laughing again at the echoing sound of her fart in Carlo's mouth. He inhaled again, and couldn't help but grimace at the terrible smell that made his stomach churn.

"Oh, poor Carlo, he looks like he tasted that one, smell or not," Janelle said while casting Carlo a pitying glance. "Plus that sounded so foul girl." She giggled.

"Heh, tasted spicy I'll bet, I was really cooking that one up," Lucy replied. "Could you taste the chili being digested?"

Carlo blushed and struggled to find words. A brief wave of nasuea passed through him as he struggled to stay composed. Lucy laughed. "I... Well I uh..."

"Oh quit kidding, he sounds embarrassed," Sarah interjected. "You're doing a good job down there, I couldn't smell that one." She tousled his hair.

"Hey, just a joke!" Lucy said, smiling. "He really did swallow like, all of that though, fresh from the source too." Carlo silently winced at her comment. "Let's see how you do with this next one though, my little stomach is working overtime right now."

Lucy placed her hands on Carlo's head, shifting his head slightly and pulling his mouth tight against her ass. He looked up at her awkwardly, breathing quietly with his nose just below her crotch, but glanced back down nervously when she made direct eye contact with him through her parted legs.

"Ready for this one?" she asked him.

"Mm hmm," he said, nodding as much as his position would allow and looking back up at her face. He hated that she made him ask for it.

"Mmmm hmmmm," she replied with exaggerated enthusiasm. "Ready for my gas. I won't keep you waiting then."

With that, she pulled his head tight and scrunched her face, letting out a long, windy brrrruuuuuuuuuppppppp into his mouth.

Lucy laughed aloud. "Oh my god I'm sorry but that looked so funny! Your cheeks puffed out like a balloon trying to hold it all in!" Lucy recreated Carlo's face, to the delirious laughter of Janelle.

"Man, you're crazy Carlo, I've gotta say. You're really, um, dedicated to your craft. That's all from me for right now." Lucy relaxed and let her legs settle down beside him.

Janelle giggled. "Um, if you're still feeling, um, dedicated."

Carlo looked over to her. "I was thinking, if you didn't mind doing that, um, again, Carlo? You could use my, like, towel to cover your head sort of, as like, another level of filter, if you think that's a good idea?" Janelle seemed somewhere between shy, hopeful, and on the verge of laughter, but she still kept her sincere demeanor.

Carlo hesitated, but he already knew he would. Not only was Janelle pretty cute when she asked like that, he still felt embarrassed and there was no way he'd give Lucy the satisfaction of being the only one to have her gas sucked directly out of her. "Yeah I can like... do that for you too if you want."

"Oh you're the best Carlo. I'll let you get comfy before I give you the towel, let me just shift over for you first." With that, Janelle rolled so she could arch her back and raise her ass in the air. It was a tight fit again to kneel behind her, but Carlo managed to shift over and nuzzle his face into her ass crack.

Her dark, round ass seemed to engulf his entire face. She placed her towel over his head, and Sarah carefully adjusted it to the giggling of the girls, leaving him in total darkness without even the dim light of the trunk.

"This way I'm in a good position to let the gas out. It feels like you're really in there too. You ready?"

Carlo pressed his face snug against her ass cheeks, pushing her bikini thong up her crack with his nose and lining his mouth up around her asshole, before giving her an "mm hmm."

"Ok, here it comes." Janelle's stomach gurgled quietly before her asshole let loose in his mouth with a pboooooorrrt.

The smell and taste of her shit flooded his lungs. His stomach turned and, briefly, the naseau overwhelmed him and he had to pull away. The girls were giggling again but he mostly felt glad they couldn't see him gag on Janelle's farts under the towel.

Slowly, almost feebly, he brought his mouth back to Janelle's waiting ass crack. His cock throbbed in his swim suit.

"Make sure you stay under the towel too, I think it'll help you suck the smell all the way up." Janelle adjusted the towel, then pulled it taught, pulling his head deeper into her ass in the process. She playfully shifted her hips from side to side while pulling his face in tight so his head rocked from side to side with her ass. Quietly, he kept sniffing until he could hardly smell her fart anymore, just the smell of her bathing suit with a hint of ass crack.

"Oop, I think the next one is coming up!" Janelle said.

"Coming soon to a Dutch oven near you," Lucy chimed in.

"I don't even want to know what that is honestly," Janelle said. Sarah giggled at her innocence.

"Alright Carlo, here comes," Janelle warned, before letting loose a long, rumbling fart that filled Carlo's mouth with her hot gas.

This time Carlo held strong under the towel without turning away, as powerful as the smell was. He couldn't help but feel a wave of revulsion at the thought that particles of Janelle's shit were currently soaking into his mouth, and he was kneeling there sucking them in. But damn, if her ass wasn't worth it just for the chance to bury his face between her cheeks.

"Hey girls, one more idea on how we could use the towel as a filter," Sarah said. "See how the trunk door hinge extends out a bit on the outside, enough to tie one end of the towel to it? And see how that tool box is about the height of the trunk if we flip it on its side? Do you think..."

"A curtain!" Lucy exclaimed. "OMG that's genius, that way we can have one side of the trunk filtered and one side unfiltered, with our butts on one side and our noses on the other. We'd still need Carlo but that's a good plan."

Carlo, who had his head in Janelle's butt and saw none of what they talked about, was a bit confused until he saw it in practice. With a towel stretched across the trunk and tied to the roof at the corners, they had created a pillow-fort-like partition of the trunk. He, of course, was on the gassy side of it.

The girls lay next to each other, butts facing up all in a row and their top halves on the other side of the towel.

"Still good to keep at it Carlo? I think I might drift off to sleep like this but I have another one for ya," Janelle said.

Carlo stared at the row of juicy asses before him for a moment, then replied, "Uh, yep! Good to go." He knelt down over her waiting ass and pressed his face in before a fart washed over him with a hot, bubbling bluuuurp.

"Now me," Lucy said quietly, though her voice was quiet, with a tired edge to it. Carlo pressed his face into her ass and sniffed as she too farted on him.