Cory was panicked obviously but figured he was safe. The school was closed no one would use him, right? Unfortunately for Cory his bad luck was not yet over. Suddenly the door to the bathroom burst open from the connected lockeroom. "Fuck" Thought Cory he had completely forgotten there was soccer practice today. He could hear the jocks hooting and hollering making there way in to shower. Cory was holding out hope that maybe no one would need a toilet or that they would use another stall but that hope died when he heard a voice he knew very well above the rest.
"Fuck that last fart was rank, I really need to shit lads. You honestly may want to clear out because I think this will be a literal stink bomb."
It was Charles, the captain of the soccer team. Corys bully, he was a big asshole and unfortunately for Cory he was about to get up close and personal with that asshole, literally. Charles entered the stall and closed the door. He pulled down his pants and Cory was greeted with Charles's cock, the redheads carpet certainly matched the drapes. His bush was well trimmed and fire red and his cock was about 7 inches soft, though to Cory it looked so much bigger.
"Fuuuckkk that feels good" sighed Charles with relief as he started to piss.
Cory was in hell, the taste was acrid and salty. He was glad Charles didn't know that he was the toilet, he knew Charles would enjoy it to much then. Charles then turned around exposing his huge soccer butt right in Corys face, it was covered in wiry red hairs. It looked slick with sweat from running around and knowing Charles, Cory imagined it wasn't to clean either. "Oh godddd" Cory screamed internally as he heard a fart escape Charles *prrbbbbbt* and then he heard a plop followed by an even worse taste. "Why meeee" Cory begged
"Oh god that's rank" laughed one of Charles's teammates from outside the stall, if only they knew how torturous his ass blasts really were.
For what felt like hours Cory felt sick having to hear the repeated farts coming from his worst enemy as he shitted right in what would be his mouth. Finally Charles started to wipe and Cory felt some relief.