Chapter 175
Chapter 175: Alex to the rescue?
Chapter – 175
And in one swift movement, Brad’s pants were down. Popat was still holding on to Brad, so no matter how much he wriggled around and resisted, he could do nothing but stand stark naked in front of everyone.
“Oh, my eyes,” Ibn covered his eyes and said dramatically, “Such a big movie star likes to go commando in public? Shame... Shame... Shame...” Ibn said, shaking his head. He had already snatched the phone from the man who lay motionless on the ground and was going through the information on Brad.
“But never the less, despite yer build, you don’t pack much down there,” Ibn shrugged.
“... Even then,” Ibn looked surprised, staring at the phone in his hand, “Yer are really playfool, my friend, very playfool. Just like the Popat behind you. He is not very good up here,” Ibn pointed at his head, “But he is a beast in bed. You know what I mean,” Ibn winked at Brad.
“... But that aside,” Ibn waved the phone in his hand and asked, “What is with ya and black, muscular dudes? And they are always the ones behind. Look, man, I don’ have any right to comment where ya swing, but shouldn’ yer take the lead sometimes? Yer no... Use the snake, not the wormhole? Hehehe...”
Everyone present in the room understood what this weird guy was saying. His words and sentences were all over the place, but what he implied was something that guys understood faster than anything else. And their gaze turned down towards Brad’s crotch. And even though they did not appreciate the sight in front of them, a couple of them could not help but lick their lips.
.....
“Don’t you do anything stupid,” Veronica was still behind Alex and had turned her face away, not wanting to look at the sight in front of her. She wouldn’t want to have nightmares for the next few days. So with her back leaning on Alex, she asked him.
“But I don’t think things are looking good for him,” Alex said, clearly referring to Brad.
“I have called the police. They will be here soon,” Veronica told Alex.????????????????????????d.c????????
“Police? How did you even call them? I never heard you talk to no one.” Alex was surprised and wanted to turn toward her, but since Veronica was leaning on him, he stopped.
“Are you really concerned about that right now? We should think about how we are going to drag this now,” Veronica wanted to brainstorm ways to drag on the matter till the police arrived. Brad had suffered more than enough for what he did to Abir.
“Hey, tell me something,” Alex whispered, “You are not responsible for this mess, are you? I mean... You didn’t provoke this Popat and Batuta intentionally, did you?”
“What?” This caught Veronica by surprise, and she almost bit her tongue, “How... Why... No... I did not. I would never do such a thing.”
But before Alex could even act on his suspicion, things had gone very far with Brad and Ibn-e-Batuta. Brad was about to lose his little Brad.
“So, my dear friend. Yer said something about holding the tail and running away,” Ibn was finally getting on to his final act, “But I don’t feel like holdin’ my own in my hand. I am tired of doing it. So why not ya be a good sport and lend me yers?”
“Huh...” This came as a surprise to not just Brad, who was left scared shitless but to everyone as well. They had thought that these guys were just trying to humiliate Brad, but cutting off his thing? Wasn’t this too much?
On the other hand, the ruffians were smiling ear to ear. For them, the fun was finally going to begin. All this time, it was nothing but boring for them.
“... Now, how do y’all say this?” Ibn pulled out gloves from his pocket and started wearing them, “Hmmm... Without further ado...”
And without giving Brad any chance to resist, Ibn grabbed his balls.
“Eeehh...” The sudden pain of having his balls grabbed took Brad by surprise, and instinctively, he started kicking his legs, wanting to hit Ibn or Popat. But none of them connected Ibn because he had already expected it. And Popat was not affected in the slightest.
“Now... Now... Don’t resist. I might end up clippin’ yer balls instead,” Ibn laughed, “I am no expert in this. It’s only my fourth or fifth time doin’ this. Ahh... my little brother is so... so good at this. I wish he were here.”
But it was hardly any consolation for Brad. He wriggled, trying to get away from the devilish Popat-Ibn duo. He cried, he screamed, but there wasn’t a frown on those monsters’ faces.
“Should we chop it?”
“Ho... Ho... Ho...”
“or Slash it?”
“Ho... Ho... Ho...”
“No, we are gonna...”
“Snip it... Snip it... Snip it...”
“Are you guys fucking insane?” Alex could not believe that the ruffians were cheering the shorty. And more so, they were so good at it. Everything was catchy, from the rhyming to the dancing. Veronica, who was leaning on Alex’s back, was pushed by a jolt as Alex took a step forward.
“Guys... Please, let him go now.” Alex could not wait for the police to arrive anymore. And even if they did, he had this feeling that they would not be of much help anyway. And if he let things move as it is, at this pace, he would have to pay Brad a bonus, and that would be the only thing of his that someone could blow.
“My friend, this is the second time ya have interrupted me,” Ibn turned to look at Alex and, leaving Brad’s balls, walked up to Alex, “And... I... don’t... like... being... interrupted,” Ibn poked Alex in the chest with every word he spoke.
“You know what? I perfectly know the feeling,” Alex grabbed Ibn’s hand and gently pushed it away, “But if you do anything more to him, I have to pay for his...” Alex expressed his helplessness as he looked at Brad from top to bottom stopping his gaze on his dingly-dangly thingy, “... Everything. I will have to bear that burden.”
“... Now look at him,” Alex turned Ibn around, pointing at Brad, “He is just one step away from shitting in here. You have already fucked him up enough. Do you want to make a stinking mess in here? And I am talking literally about a stinking mess?”
“Wait, is that pee?” Alex said, looking at the glitter beneath Brad. And as soon as Ibn heard the word pee, he jumped away from Alex, distancing himself.
“Look, you can’t even hear the word, and you are trying to make a mess of this place,” Alex took a step towards Ibn and said. But...
“Oh, Fuck!”
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[I also have a where I upload my fan-fiction. You can check it out: /thelonelyguy]
Chapter – 175
And in one swift movement, Brad’s pants were down. Popat was still holding on to Brad, so no matter how much he wriggled around and resisted, he could do nothing but stand stark naked in front of everyone.
“Oh, my eyes,” Ibn covered his eyes and said dramatically, “Such a big movie star likes to go commando in public? Shame... Shame... Shame...” Ibn said, shaking his head. He had already snatched the phone from the man who lay motionless on the ground and was going through the information on Brad.
“But never the less, despite yer build, you don’t pack much down there,” Ibn shrugged.
“... Even then,” Ibn looked surprised, staring at the phone in his hand, “Yer are really playfool, my friend, very playfool. Just like the Popat behind you. He is not very good up here,” Ibn pointed at his head, “But he is a beast in bed. You know what I mean,” Ibn winked at Brad.
“... But that aside,” Ibn waved the phone in his hand and asked, “What is with ya and black, muscular dudes? And they are always the ones behind. Look, man, I don’ have any right to comment where ya swing, but shouldn’ yer take the lead sometimes? Yer no... Use the snake, not the wormhole? Hehehe...”
Everyone present in the room understood what this weird guy was saying. His words and sentences were all over the place, but what he implied was something that guys understood faster than anything else. And their gaze turned down towards Brad’s crotch. And even though they did not appreciate the sight in front of them, a couple of them could not help but lick their lips.
.....
“Don’t you do anything stupid,” Veronica was still behind Alex and had turned her face away, not wanting to look at the sight in front of her. She wouldn’t want to have nightmares for the next few days. So with her back leaning on Alex, she asked him.
“But I don’t think things are looking good for him,” Alex said, clearly referring to Brad.
“I have called the police. They will be here soon,” Veronica told Alex.????????????????????????d.c????????
“Police? How did you even call them? I never heard you talk to no one.” Alex was surprised and wanted to turn toward her, but since Veronica was leaning on him, he stopped.
“Are you really concerned about that right now? We should think about how we are going to drag this now,” Veronica wanted to brainstorm ways to drag on the matter till the police arrived. Brad had suffered more than enough for what he did to Abir.
“Hey, tell me something,” Alex whispered, “You are not responsible for this mess, are you? I mean... You didn’t provoke this Popat and Batuta intentionally, did you?”
“What?” This caught Veronica by surprise, and she almost bit her tongue, “How... Why... No... I did not. I would never do such a thing.”
But before Alex could even act on his suspicion, things had gone very far with Brad and Ibn-e-Batuta. Brad was about to lose his little Brad.
“So, my dear friend. Yer said something about holding the tail and running away,” Ibn was finally getting on to his final act, “But I don’t feel like holdin’ my own in my hand. I am tired of doing it. So why not ya be a good sport and lend me yers?”
“Huh...” This came as a surprise to not just Brad, who was left scared shitless but to everyone as well. They had thought that these guys were just trying to humiliate Brad, but cutting off his thing? Wasn’t this too much?
On the other hand, the ruffians were smiling ear to ear. For them, the fun was finally going to begin. All this time, it was nothing but boring for them.
“... Now, how do y’all say this?” Ibn pulled out gloves from his pocket and started wearing them, “Hmmm... Without further ado...”
And without giving Brad any chance to resist, Ibn grabbed his balls.
“Eeehh...” The sudden pain of having his balls grabbed took Brad by surprise, and instinctively, he started kicking his legs, wanting to hit Ibn or Popat. But none of them connected Ibn because he had already expected it. And Popat was not affected in the slightest.
“Now... Now... Don’t resist. I might end up clippin’ yer balls instead,” Ibn laughed, “I am no expert in this. It’s only my fourth or fifth time doin’ this. Ahh... my little brother is so... so good at this. I wish he were here.”
But it was hardly any consolation for Brad. He wriggled, trying to get away from the devilish Popat-Ibn duo. He cried, he screamed, but there wasn’t a frown on those monsters’ faces.
“Should we chop it?”
“Ho... Ho... Ho...”
“or Slash it?”
“Ho... Ho... Ho...”
“No, we are gonna...”
“Snip it... Snip it... Snip it...”
“Are you guys fucking insane?” Alex could not believe that the ruffians were cheering the shorty. And more so, they were so good at it. Everything was catchy, from the rhyming to the dancing. Veronica, who was leaning on Alex’s back, was pushed by a jolt as Alex took a step forward.
“Guys... Please, let him go now.” Alex could not wait for the police to arrive anymore. And even if they did, he had this feeling that they would not be of much help anyway. And if he let things move as it is, at this pace, he would have to pay Brad a bonus, and that would be the only thing of his that someone could blow.
“My friend, this is the second time ya have interrupted me,” Ibn turned to look at Alex and, leaving Brad’s balls, walked up to Alex, “And... I... don’t... like... being... interrupted,” Ibn poked Alex in the chest with every word he spoke.
“You know what? I perfectly know the feeling,” Alex grabbed Ibn’s hand and gently pushed it away, “But if you do anything more to him, I have to pay for his...” Alex expressed his helplessness as he looked at Brad from top to bottom stopping his gaze on his dingly-dangly thingy, “... Everything. I will have to bear that burden.”
“... Now look at him,” Alex turned Ibn around, pointing at Brad, “He is just one step away from shitting in here. You have already fucked him up enough. Do you want to make a stinking mess in here? And I am talking literally about a stinking mess?”
“Wait, is that pee?” Alex said, looking at the glitter beneath Brad. And as soon as Ibn heard the word pee, he jumped away from Alex, distancing himself.
“Look, you can’t even hear the word, and you are trying to make a mess of this place,” Alex took a step towards Ibn and said. But...
“Oh, Fuck!”
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[I also have a where I upload my fan-fiction. You can check it out: /thelonelyguy]
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