The inevitable

I suppose it had to happen, given the circumstances I have just described. I was momentarily distracted and sat too far away from the court, and thus do not know what sparked the dispute between my Nutsack and the players on the opposing team. At first it seemed they were not taking the argument and seemed rather amused. Nutsack, on the other hand, with his previously described passion fot basketball, and no doubt hot and bothered (in both senses of the term, as indicated by the fully erect state of his penis throughout the entire argument) by the indecent assaults he had been subjected to throughout the game, started yelling. This naturally escalated the conflict, which soon involved some shoving between my friend and his adversaries. Eventually they grabbed hold of my fiercely resistant ****, and carried him over to a clump of bushes a short distance from the court. Nutsack, perhaps realizing what they meant to do with him, transitioned from verbal haranguenging to **** pleading, which had no effect upon his captors. They brought him behind the stand of bushes, blocking my view of the subsequent incidents, but I can guess well enough what happened from what I could see and what I heard. Two or three of of the abductors held my now screaming **** down while the rest appeared to be fiddling with their shorts.

The air was soon filled by Nutsacks shrieks of pain as his opponents took turns having their way with him. I thought that eventually I detected notes of pleasure mixed in with the pain, and soon just pleasure.