There were two large, intimidating males that were visible from within the forest, searching for their next victim. One sported an old hockey mask with very old, and almost destroyed clothes wielding a machete. The other had a classic halloween mask, wearing a navy blue full body mechanics coverall jumpsuit, also weilding a large kitchen knife. They were searching, but you didn’t know for what. All you knew was that you probably didn’t want them seeing you.
I get down on my knees knowing they would use my weakness about cocks against me to get information, by just showing me their cocks
"Why are you here?" Michael asked coldly with his voice muffled through the mask. Jason looked at the person on their knees with curiosity, but remained silent. They knew that forcing information out of someone wouldn't be hard for either of them.
i cant help stare at their bulges on their pants, showing my most sensitive weakness but trying to resist the urge
"i....i wont answer..."
Both men looked at each other, not sure how to proceed with this. Then, suddenly, Jason's massive hand came down on the person on their knees, grabbing them by the neck roughly. He squeezed tightly as Michael closed in, looming over them threateningly. "You don't have much of a choice," he hissed through clenched teeth.
cant help both bulges almost close to my face making me talk "...your crotches...oh my god...so big..im Jack..a farmer here"
Michael's gaze narrowed at the words that came out of Jack's mouth. He seemed to be genuinely fascinated by their crotches, which only fueled his anger more. "A farmer...?" he growled, leaning even closer. Jason merely stood beside Michael, watching the man with an expressionless face.
"Yes...a farmer..." Jack whimpered softly, tears forming in his eyes as he stared at their massive forms and bulges. The fear in his voice was clear, but it only seemed to make them angrier.
both realized suddenly that they can get all information from me with only showing me their bulges closely
With an almost sickening grin on his face, Michael reached down and roughly grabbed Jack by the chin, forcing him to look up at him. Then, he slowly started to unzip his jumpsuit, revealing a portion of his abdomen before beginning to pull it lower, exposing his muscular thighs and package underneath. It was clear that he had been aroused by Jack's reaction earlier.
Jason simply watched from the sidelines with an unreadable expression on his face as Michael showed himself off to their victim. "Tell me what you know, farmer... or feel the wrath of my knife," Michael hissed menacingly into Jack's ear while he continued to expose more and more skin.
"It...it wasn't supposed to be like this....I was just trying to find my way back home..." Jack stammered out, can't take her eyes off Michael's flaccid big bulge on his pant. "I was a bit lost..." he added and gulped a bit
Michael's laughter filled the air as he watched Jack struggle to speak while staring at his exposed crotch. "And why did you come here? This is no place for a farmer, or anyone else," he snickered cruelly before roughly shoving Jack back down onto the ground, kneeling over him with his knife pressed firmly against his throat.
Jason simply remained silent and motionless behind Michael, his dark gaze never leaving Jack as he held him captive with fear. "Well... farmer? I suggest you think quickly," Michael growled, his breath hot on Jack's neck.