It was a run down, pretty old, smelly place. The kind whereyou can get drugs from a corner. Either by paying or a couple of cheap punches. These junki...s weren’t the healthiest ones. Theirbones could snap from a simple fall on the rotten wood floor in these flats.We get out of the car and walk up the stairs. We walked 8 up stories. EIGHT FUCKING STORIES. Why? Because the elevators weren’t verytrustworthy. Even a jackass like Emily didn’t trust them.My legs were dead from all the walking. How. Michael grumbled in jealousy.After what seemed like forever, inch-by-inch the tip if his cock appeared. Circumcised, with the scar sitting half a millimeter below the glans. To Michael's eyes, the entire thing looked huge. For someone Percy's age, it downright would be.Percy's cock hung in front of him, stacked on top of two heavy, red-toned balls. The sack was clean-shaven and hung at least four inches down. Michael might never be as big as Percy in the future, but at least he felt better that. .." his words trailed off as i kissed him lustily, my tounge darting into his mouth as soon as his lips parted, mewing and groaning as we made out in the middle of the dance floor. As our lips parted we looke dinto one anothers eyes and wordlessly moved off the dance floor into the dimly lit lounge area along the sie of the dance floor. Breathlessly we sat on a couch together, his hand gently caressing my inner thigh as i ran my finger through his hair. "What are you doing after this?" i. "Well, you might say, right now, I'm this family's protector."With a snarl on his lips, the punk turned to face me. "Protect this old man!" He then whipped out a switchblade knife from his back pocket. He flicked it open and threateningly waved it at me.I grinned then laughed loudly at his threat."What the hell are you laughing at, fool? I'll cut you up!"Again, I laughed only this time I reached behind my back and into my waistband. I pulled out my 9mm semi-auto handgun and aimed it directly.