A loud scream echoed down the deserted stone corridor. The three men facing Kyle acted as if they heard nothing.
What you doing down here? the man closest to Kyle said.
No excuse, Kyle thought, just stupid. I heard screaming, he said
High pitched screams of torment twisted wildly through the darkness again, completely unnerving Kyle.
Screaming? the man in front of Kyle said. I dont hear nothing. You hear something Desmond?
Desmond was dark as midnight with muscles so hard he looked like stone come to life. He shrugged his cute teen boys shoulders, free teen boys movement of a giant.
All I hear is a bitch getting fucked, Desmond said, looking into Kyles terrified eyes and rubbing his bulging crotch.
Yeah, the man on Kyles right said. Sounds like sexy teen boys bitchs gettin it up the ass. Real hard.
Desmond hooked a giant finger into Kyles jeans and pulled hard. The worn denim ripped with a loud, ugly sound.
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