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Friday, May 28, 2021

[SS-925] Perverted Area


[PERVERTED AREA]

"Are you sure you really want to go there?"

The soldier's forehead crumpled and asked the female rural folk he was talking to for directions, "why? What is in there? That is where the GPS tracker of my brod is."

"Well, that is kind of a scorned place, it's cursed. People that enter there, don't come back," she informed. "Maybe that's the reason why your brod was missing."

"I really need to rescue him. I was sent by my superior here for that mission," he explained.

"Well. Just be careful."

The soldier continued walking to the more rustic end of the remote village.

He found a muscular man by the shallow pond tending to water buffalos.

"Sir have you seen a soldier lost around here?" he shouted to the man.

The man just looked at him and did not answer. He removed his sarong and started jacking off his cock.

"What the fuck?! What a pervert!" the soldier grumbled. He walked away and continued his hunt.

While walking by the greens, he found another man: handsome and hunky. He was wearing nothing but white skimpy briefs while lying on the ground.


"Hello?! Have you seen a missing soldier around here-- WHAT THE FUCK?!"

Even before the soldier finished his question, the man stared at him lustfully and started jacking off his dick.

"What the fuuck?! Is this why this place is cursed? Perverts just jacking off in public?!" the soldier bellowed as he ran.

Finally, after an hour of finding, he found his brod in a rocky part of the village. He was just wearing his short camouflage shorts.


"HEY! BROD IT'S ME!" he called out.

But the brod just stared at him, as if not knowing who he was.

The missing brod took his shorts off and jacked off.

"Shit! SHIT! He seems possessed!" the soldier panicked. He started coming close, "hey-- Heyyy! Stop that let's go home."

"Let's play," his brod answered smiling while beating his meat.

Then the soldier heard soft whispers in his ears. It invited him to get naked. The force was just too powerful. He obeyed. He started jacking off his hardening cock as well.

The soldier tried to resist but the curse was strong. His mental faculty was starting to be jarred.

When the curse was complete, the two soldiers came at the same time. They continued to smile and stare at each other.

They ate their own semen as they continued staring.

Both soldiers never got out of that area.


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