"Yeah sure, we can go along."

When the whole crew stopped drinking, they took Adam in his sister's body and Jill to their house for a party. When they got there music was loud, place crowded, and **** was everywhere, they were clearly younger then other people.

It was fun for Adam to dance and drink with so mutch attention around, after all his sister was smoking hot and barely legal. Soon he didin't even had to go for drinks, as boys were eating from his hand. He was so confident he didin't notice that someone had added some **** to his beer.

Adam started to feel tired, fortunately one of the boys suggested that he should rest in the room upstairs. When he reached the room, he fell on the bed and passed out.

He was too weak to focus and transfer his mind, he could just lay there and feel them **** his body. He saw only scraps of images, they were taking turns with him, cumming on his body, in his pussy, and in his ass. He was violated, used like an object. It was not what he wass planning for this night.

His clothes were ripped off. One of the boys took his silk panties as a trophy of that night. Adam thought he even saw someone recording this whole situation.

Those **** not only softened his mind and muscles, but they also sharpened his senses. He felt all the pain, bruises, blood and humiliation.

He passed out for good.

When he woke up he was in some shady wc, probably in gas station.