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Chapter 4 by WilderDave WilderDave

Who is behind?

A group of bandits.

Jake recognized the touch of metal on his back, he had been in to many close encounters with firearms before, but this time around he was wearing much less than desired.

His first instinct to raise his hands and slowly turn around to face his assailant was replaced instead with the sheepishly need to cup his hands over his partially engorged cock.

-Well, Well, well, seems like the moon is out earlier and darn! how big it is...- growled the man with the raspy voice behind him- Seems like our little thief friend couldn't wait to celebrate with some skinny-dipping.

Leaves rattling and a wolf-whistle announced that the man was not alone. Jake froze, his heart racing as he realized the gravity of the situation,these were the same roughnecks he had stolen a priceless golden statue from just hours before. He thought he had lost them in the jungle but they persisted with their search and now, they were out for ****.

-Please... if is the totem you want, you can can take it - Spoke Jake softly- There is no need to over complicate things - He knew all the cards were at the hands of the thugs, but perhaps pleading to their mercies would save his skin.

"Sorry, mate, but we can't let you off that easy," the thug said with a wicked smile. "You had us running up and down this damn jungle, and I missed my lunch hour." The man pause pondering his next words.

-"Turn around. Come on now don't be shy, say hello to my friends and let's them have a look at that sexy body of yours" the thug leered.

Jake's face burned with embarrassment as the men started to taunt him about his exposed state. He slowly turned around to face the group, his cheeks flushed with shame, and his arms firmly over this crotch.

Whistles and catcalls accompanied the half spin. Once he was able to raise his eyes, Jake noticed his captor.

It was tall and muscular man, with a rugged appearance, short black hair and a strong jawline, a few cuts on his bare arms showed his craft.

The man smirked back at Jake, his eyes roving over his toned physique. "I must say, I never expected to catch a thief in such a… compromising position. But I must admit, you do have quite the sexy body."

Jake gulped, this could get bad in more that one way. He was completely at the mercy of these criminals.

"So, what do you plan to do with me?" Jake asked quickly, trying to sound calm and collected.

-Uhm, I think for starters we need some sort of compensation, you see. You made us look like fools in front of our boss, I think is only fair that we made you look like a fool.

"What do you want from me?" Jake demanded, trying to maintain his dignity despite his **** state.

"We want to see just how well you can perform in front of an audience," the bandit leader said, his eyes glinting with malice.

"We want you to show us more of what you've got... and maybe we'll let you go."

What they ask of him?

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