Big pops was out in town buying some fancy reptile fetishes. He peeked though the window to see the same boy shot in the butthole. Except he was holding some abnormally large man's hand. They were
gIGGLING.
"Oh hell nAh" big pops exclaimed. He pulled his pants down to reveal his skin tight yoga pants. He squeezed and squeezed and s q u e e z e d. Then he waddled the fuck outta there. He threw his pants over alex to protect him from a sight. Big pops pushed the man against a building and demanded his name.
"My fucking name is fucking Big Papa" the man squeaked.
"Yeah, well I'm big pops. Eat my ass" he said before pushing him on the ground to stand on him. Big papa split big pops pants wide open. Big pops stood up and backed away, unaware of the boy in his pants behind him. The boy fell into traffic and got run over. Both pops and papas gasped, before realizing that wasn't their boy.
Oh no.
That was some boy they hadn't had a clue of.
But after seeing a tragedy before them, they saw him.
Alex.
Shaking his ass on a roof across the street and screaming.
