Samer: I forgot to take some clean clothes with me in the bathroom, sorry.Me: Errm, it’s ok, we’re all guys here.And boy oh boy was it ok! His dar... skin, hairy legs, ass, hands and chest. His perfectly groomed crotch hair. And his amazing dick. We are sharing this apartment for merely an hour and already I want to touch him, kiss him,… I had to stop myself from thinking.Samer: is it ok if I sit next to you like this?Me: sure it is… Can I do something to make you more comfortable? Like maybe get. . But now, after all these years, I have the means to fight back."You look up and see him reaching into his pocket. Fearing the worst, you shield your eyes, shouting, "Don't shoo-!" but you don't finish the thought as something is suddenly stuffed in your mouth. In fact, you aren't standing at the foot of the driveway anymore. Instead, your arms are tied behind you around a no parking sign. And you are wearing only your underwear. And from the taste, you're pretty sure there's a sock in your. "Wow" I managed to get out. But this was no time for idle chit-chat. Besides, we had done nothing but bloody talk for such a long time now and the next set was due to start in less than 15 minutes! My gaze drifted down to his perfect cock and rested there. It grew even more (if that's possible!) and pulsed under my stare. The raw sexual chemistry in the air was electric. I felt hot and dangerous beneath its power. I walked towards him and put my hands on his chest, trailing my fingertips down. Ole continues to plummet down and down until he hits the bottom
and breaks every bone in his body. Hans shakes his head and says, "And
 I'm never trying dat parrotshooting either."

Hans is just getting over the shock of losing two friends when Lars 
appears. He's also been to the pet shop and is carrying a paper 
bag out of which he pulls a chicken. Lars then grasps the chicken by the
 legs holds it over his head and hurls himself off the cliff and disappears down and down until he hits a rock.