Chapter 1 Part4 (2/2)
He pulled his lips into a smile. This was hilarious. The man who called him a “filthy h.o.m.os.e.xual” at noon was raped by a group of men at night. The s.e.x organs of the same s.e.x was thrusting in his body. This was such a wonderful revenge. The two men reached climax in his body, leaving the s.e.m.e.n in him without scruples. This is the advantage of doing this with a man – no worries about pregnancy. Also, these men obviously has been h.o.r.n.y for a long time.
Oley was tossed on the floor. Another man lifted his b.u.t.t and penetrated inside. Amazingly, he still hadn’t pa.s.sed out. He’s the first one to see Hill.
His mouth was covered, but his dark eyes locked at Hill. Hill couldn’t figure out what was in those eyes that made him panic for a moment. Then, Link, who was standing in the dark, saw him. Link was the boss of the gang. From the look of him, he had enjoyed himself, and was debating if he wanted to go for a second round.
Hill saw him too. He stared at the green eyes s.h.i.+ning deep in the cell. Link seemed panicked, as Hill arrived earlier than expected. But after exchanging looks for five seconds, Link smiled, “No need to cover his mouth anymore.” He said. The guy behind Olay let him go, and the man in the torment didn’t scream.
Even if he screamed, at best he could draw the touring guard to stop this disgusting g.a.n.g.b.a.n.g. However, that guard was standing right here, watching with great interest, as if he was watching a VR p.o.r.n. He could almost start to m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.e.
The dark eyes stared at him defiantly, and Hill coldly stared back. Link offered quietly, “Do you want to join us, Sir?”
Hill did not respond. His eyes told him “Continue. I want to watch.” Link smiled, and walked over.
Olay suddenly grabbed the iron bars. There was blood on his hand, and scars on his face, by either the prisoners or the cops. He didn’t speak, just glared at Hill with his black eyes, which were as dark as bottomless holes. No words, just glare.
The moment Hill wanted to look aside, Link grabbed Olay’s short hair from behind and lifted him up. His hands were forced off the fence. Hill squinted. The man’s body was exposed in his sight. It was indeed very s.e.xy. Strong, but not hulky. His strength and wildness was in the curve of the muscles, which could easily light up one’s l.u.s.t.
The dark eyes were still fixed on him. Even though they were forced to raise, they never left Hill’s face. The uncompromising lips were shut tight. A suffocating silence. Hill took a deep breath. He stopped looking at Olay’s eyes, stepped forward, because there were more enticing scene that caught his eyes.
Olay’s legs were widely spread apart by the man behind him, at less than half a meter away. The night lights allowed him to see his p.e.n.i.s clearly, and the hole beneath, which was stretched wide by a man’s d.i.c.k. The latter was thrusting and enjoying himself in a extremely pleasurable position. The shaking of s.e.x screamed lewdness. The man lifted him higher, so as to let Hill see more clearly, but the vague light only allowed him to see the s.e.m.e.n and blood brought out by the thrusting. He couldn’t see more details, but he could sense his muscles cramping in pain. The illegibly made everything even more tempting, making him feel that his pants were too tight.
He didn’t try to hide it. He stepped forward again, squatted down, trying to see more clearly. At that exact moment, he noticed that Olay had closed his eyes, and stopped looking at him.
“Please enjoy your show, Sir.” Said Link.
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