Rand503
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Avi is an Israeli agent, part of the Mossad. He is trained to defend, and when necessary, kill anyone who is a threat to the Israeli state.
For some time now, Avi has been following Ali, whom he suspects is passing along secret information in violation of law. He doesn't know much about Ali, but he's been gathering information. One day, Avi's superior tells him that they know enough about Ali that he needs to be taken out. He instructs Avi to do so whenever the situation might arise.
A few days later, Avi sees Ali and follows him home to his apartment, on the third floor of a small building. He realizes this might be a good time to do what needs to be done. Avi has to wait a while, until he is sure no one is around the halls of the apartment building. He hid his gun in his black leather jacket.
After he knew the place was quiet, he drew out his gun and approached the apartment door. He kicked it open, and saw Ali lying on his bed taking a nap. He was wearing only his green boxer shorts. Ali immediately woke up at the sound of his door being knocked down and sat right up.
Ali is a good looking guy with a black beard and black hair. Avi had never seen him shirtless and was suprised to see such a thick carpet of black hair on his chest. He paused for a moment to look him over.
Avi said, "do you know why I'm here?" With a gun pointed at his chest, Ali knew that Avi must be a member of the mossad, and that they kill people for violating anything. Ali tried to plead for his life, but he knew it wouldn't do any good, but he didn't have any time to think or do anything. His gun was in his pants, but the pants were on the dresser, out of reach.
Avi was lucky -- this was going to be a pretty easy hit. Ali is helpless, practially naked and just sitting there. Avi walked up closer to him -- he was amazed at how thick his chest is, and how thin his waist is too. Avi's not gay, but damn, he thought, Ali's pretty fucking hot.
Avi could have just shot him right there and moved on. But he was entranced by Ali's beauty and his gorgeous body. He was practically on top of the guy, and so he shot him in the left arm. It was a good place to shoot him -- big and fleshy. It hit, of course, and it rendered his left arm useless. Ali grabbed himself where the bullet entered. It wasn't fatal, but Ali didn't want to be shot all over.
"Please, please, you don't have to do this!" Avi really didn't care about Ali's life, but instead just needed to figure where he would shoot next. He loved all that hairy chest and didn't want blood to get all over it, so the best thing would be to shoot him in the side. This way the bullet travels right through the heart and on through the rest of his torso.
With Ali's left arm disabled, he was able to grab his left wrist and lift his hand up high, and that gave him the space to place the gun right into his side by his heart. He shot Ali, who winced and died quickly.
with just one small bullet hole, there wasn't much blood, and Ali's lifeless body lie right on the bed.
Avi found himself with a huge hardon, which he thought was a little strange. Normally, he would get out of there quickly, but with a raging hardon, he decided instead to climb up on Ali's body and straddle it. He held Ali's massive torso between his knees tightly, and his legs held the rest of his body. Avi unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. It was quite huge. He took his left hand and grabbed Ali's face and shoved his dick right into his mouth. Ali was dead mouth was unresponsive, but still warm. He held the jaw to keep it closed and wrapped around his dick. Finally, he came and he started shooting his load in Ali's dead mouth, but pulled out in time to shoot a few loads over his black beard. The white cum clung to the top hairs.
Avi felt good and zipped up his pants. He could have fucked him again, and was still hard, but he didn't want to take any more time. He started to get up from the bed, but just then someone grabbed him from behind.
Ali's boyfriend had been in the bathroom the whole time. He was able to see what was going on by looking through a crack in the door, but he was too terrified to do anything. After he saw Ali get shot, he remembered he had a knife on him. Not a big knife, but it would still do serious damage.
When he saw Avi zip up his pants, he realized this was his only chance. He ran out and grabbed Avi from behind by wrapping his massive arm around his neck, and with his right hand, he stabbed Avi in the back.
Avi did not expect to be stabbed today! He swung around and fought back. The two wrestled, but the boyfriend pushed Avi against the wall. He was able to stab him square in the middle of his stomach. Stunned, Avi paused -- the boyfriend twisted the knife and that hurt like a red hot iron plunged into his gut. Avi fell to his knees.
Just then, the boyfriend looked down and saw that Avi still had a huge bulge in his pants. Without another thought, he turned his hand so that the blade was sideways and plunged the knive into the thickest part of the bulge. He stuffed it in there and held it.
For moment, it seemed as though Avi didn't have a reaction. No sound, no movement, nothing. The boyfriend pulled the blade out, and it was dripping with blood. As soon as he pulled it out, Avi grabbed his bulge, which now wasn't so big.
Immediately, he knew that the blade had severed his dick. The blade went in sideways half way up his shaft. Avi looked straight ahead, realizing that it was over. When a guy cuts your dick off, the fight is over, and there is nothing more you can do. You just have to wait it out.
The boyfriend knew this too. He got down on this knees in front of Avi and looked him in the eye. He took his left hand and grabbed the back of Avi's neck to hold him steady. Avi felt the tip of the knife over his left nipple, right on the heart. He didn't let go of his crotch and the boyfriend slowly pushed the knife deep into Avi's chest.
Avi winced and groaned. Some blood splurted out, and he pulled the knife out. He let go of the neck, and Avi fell face down on to the floor. He was as dead as Ali.
The boyfriend got up. He noticed that Avi had a perfect bubble butt, and he felt his ass to find the wallet. Seeing that he was part of the Israeli secret police, he spat on him and kicked his ass.
Blood started to pool, and he didn't want that around, so he grabbed Avi's ankles and dragged him to the balcony. He pulled him up by his armpits and then got him on top of the railing. With a good push, his body fell down three flights. He looked over and saw the body landed in a dumpster. "Good, that's where he belongs, the shit." he said. "the rats will have a good meal tonight."
For some time now, Avi has been following Ali, whom he suspects is passing along secret information in violation of law. He doesn't know much about Ali, but he's been gathering information. One day, Avi's superior tells him that they know enough about Ali that he needs to be taken out. He instructs Avi to do so whenever the situation might arise.
A few days later, Avi sees Ali and follows him home to his apartment, on the third floor of a small building. He realizes this might be a good time to do what needs to be done. Avi has to wait a while, until he is sure no one is around the halls of the apartment building. He hid his gun in his black leather jacket.
After he knew the place was quiet, he drew out his gun and approached the apartment door. He kicked it open, and saw Ali lying on his bed taking a nap. He was wearing only his green boxer shorts. Ali immediately woke up at the sound of his door being knocked down and sat right up.
Ali is a good looking guy with a black beard and black hair. Avi had never seen him shirtless and was suprised to see such a thick carpet of black hair on his chest. He paused for a moment to look him over.
Avi said, "do you know why I'm here?" With a gun pointed at his chest, Ali knew that Avi must be a member of the mossad, and that they kill people for violating anything. Ali tried to plead for his life, but he knew it wouldn't do any good, but he didn't have any time to think or do anything. His gun was in his pants, but the pants were on the dresser, out of reach.
Avi was lucky -- this was going to be a pretty easy hit. Ali is helpless, practially naked and just sitting there. Avi walked up closer to him -- he was amazed at how thick his chest is, and how thin his waist is too. Avi's not gay, but damn, he thought, Ali's pretty fucking hot.
Avi could have just shot him right there and moved on. But he was entranced by Ali's beauty and his gorgeous body. He was practically on top of the guy, and so he shot him in the left arm. It was a good place to shoot him -- big and fleshy. It hit, of course, and it rendered his left arm useless. Ali grabbed himself where the bullet entered. It wasn't fatal, but Ali didn't want to be shot all over.
"Please, please, you don't have to do this!" Avi really didn't care about Ali's life, but instead just needed to figure where he would shoot next. He loved all that hairy chest and didn't want blood to get all over it, so the best thing would be to shoot him in the side. This way the bullet travels right through the heart and on through the rest of his torso.
With Ali's left arm disabled, he was able to grab his left wrist and lift his hand up high, and that gave him the space to place the gun right into his side by his heart. He shot Ali, who winced and died quickly.
with just one small bullet hole, there wasn't much blood, and Ali's lifeless body lie right on the bed.
Avi found himself with a huge hardon, which he thought was a little strange. Normally, he would get out of there quickly, but with a raging hardon, he decided instead to climb up on Ali's body and straddle it. He held Ali's massive torso between his knees tightly, and his legs held the rest of his body. Avi unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. It was quite huge. He took his left hand and grabbed Ali's face and shoved his dick right into his mouth. Ali was dead mouth was unresponsive, but still warm. He held the jaw to keep it closed and wrapped around his dick. Finally, he came and he started shooting his load in Ali's dead mouth, but pulled out in time to shoot a few loads over his black beard. The white cum clung to the top hairs.
Avi felt good and zipped up his pants. He could have fucked him again, and was still hard, but he didn't want to take any more time. He started to get up from the bed, but just then someone grabbed him from behind.
Ali's boyfriend had been in the bathroom the whole time. He was able to see what was going on by looking through a crack in the door, but he was too terrified to do anything. After he saw Ali get shot, he remembered he had a knife on him. Not a big knife, but it would still do serious damage.
When he saw Avi zip up his pants, he realized this was his only chance. He ran out and grabbed Avi from behind by wrapping his massive arm around his neck, and with his right hand, he stabbed Avi in the back.
Avi did not expect to be stabbed today! He swung around and fought back. The two wrestled, but the boyfriend pushed Avi against the wall. He was able to stab him square in the middle of his stomach. Stunned, Avi paused -- the boyfriend twisted the knife and that hurt like a red hot iron plunged into his gut. Avi fell to his knees.
Just then, the boyfriend looked down and saw that Avi still had a huge bulge in his pants. Without another thought, he turned his hand so that the blade was sideways and plunged the knive into the thickest part of the bulge. He stuffed it in there and held it.
For moment, it seemed as though Avi didn't have a reaction. No sound, no movement, nothing. The boyfriend pulled the blade out, and it was dripping with blood. As soon as he pulled it out, Avi grabbed his bulge, which now wasn't so big.
Immediately, he knew that the blade had severed his dick. The blade went in sideways half way up his shaft. Avi looked straight ahead, realizing that it was over. When a guy cuts your dick off, the fight is over, and there is nothing more you can do. You just have to wait it out.
The boyfriend knew this too. He got down on this knees in front of Avi and looked him in the eye. He took his left hand and grabbed the back of Avi's neck to hold him steady. Avi felt the tip of the knife over his left nipple, right on the heart. He didn't let go of his crotch and the boyfriend slowly pushed the knife deep into Avi's chest.
Avi winced and groaned. Some blood splurted out, and he pulled the knife out. He let go of the neck, and Avi fell face down on to the floor. He was as dead as Ali.
The boyfriend got up. He noticed that Avi had a perfect bubble butt, and he felt his ass to find the wallet. Seeing that he was part of the Israeli secret police, he spat on him and kicked his ass.
Blood started to pool, and he didn't want that around, so he grabbed Avi's ankles and dragged him to the balcony. He pulled him up by his armpits and then got him on top of the railing. With a good push, his body fell down three flights. He looked over and saw the body landed in a dumpster. "Good, that's where he belongs, the shit." he said. "the rats will have a good meal tonight."
