After his latest game you waited at the end of the hallway for him smiling to yourself, you had helped him stuff away 6 contestants and the image of his bulging balls swaying back and forward as he walked towards you smiling was glorious. All at once his smile disappeared replaced by a look of fear and rage and he started running at you. You saw this for only a second before your vision went black as a dick enveloped your head from behind! Unlike last time no hand grabs you ankles and your heart sinks as you struggle disappearing into your assailants half full balls. You try struggling but it’s no use. You hear voices outside 3 guys plus’s Luke.
1: Whoa big guy stay right where you are or they churn.
2: don’t get any ideas
3: yea...
1: we aren’t unreasonable we just need you to do us a few favors. You see you my friend you are a very impressive fighter and the only one we can blackmail.(you feel a hand press down on the outside of his balls and your head is forced under the seed for a few seconds before letting up.) We need you to take out all the other big shots out there and avoid matches with us. Well hold onto your lovely friend here as insurance and so long as you do what we say they’ll be fine. Here as a show of good faith I’ll let them out of my balls so you can stop worrying about them turning into cum.
Relieved you feel your prison shifting and sloshing around you and hear grunts from your captor and one on his friends. Soon enough your leaving his balls and shooting head long through his constrictingly tight dick. But the light and fresh air you’re expecting never come instead you’re forced into another pulsating corridor barely less constricting than the urethra you just left hot cum pours from the dick along side you and you feel semisolid matter packing you in. There’s a air pocket around your head so you cough gasping for breath realizing with a start exactly where you are. The gang leader had just jacked off depositing you deep up the asshole of one of his goons. You squirmed head getting foggy as the Bowles squeezed you. While the hot reaking un released farts you breathed in kept you alive you felt yourself drifting off. You call out to Luke to beg him to... no to warn him to... to tell him you... but then everything fades.
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