Before we start: Everything in this story is fictional, every character entirely my creation and are all over 18 years old. All rights reserved. Etc etc.
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(Continuing from part 1)
Tom has been homeless for almost two years now, squatting in 'The Long's' for the past six months. He is only in his late thirties but he has been thinking that this is probably it for him.
Sleeping rough in a grubby derelict warehouse like this, half of the windows broken, filthy, smell of piss and shit. Piles of rubbish at the corners where the mouses run around even in daylight. He has been feeling itchy between his crotch but he has no means to even have a shower or bath, rarely have money for food let alone for medical care.
And so when he finds himself, on a chilly early evening sitting just outside The Long's entrance, seeing two lean and completely naked figures get off the motorcycles driven by some bike gang, walking towards him, one of them a girl with very long dark hair fluttering by the wind, he thought he was dreaming. He thought he would never see a naked girl in real life ever again, and the closer they are, the more Tom can see that the girl is bloody gorgeous.
Even though she has one arm across her chest trying to cover up, he can see her more than ample cleavage. Her rib cage just about shows under her skin, her waist narrow and her abs toned and flat. Her other hand is covering her sex, and even though she seems to be shaking, possibly due to the temperature, she moves with a youthful elegance, her incredibly long slim legs, extending from her ever so slightly swaying hip, down to her feet which is protected by a pair of sandals.
There are five people wearing all black following closely behind the naked girl and young man, both of which seems to be in their late teens. The naked guy is looking kinda comical, Tom thinks, he is walking with his hands behind him, his penis swaying with every step he takes. He too is wearing sandals, and he, like the girl is looking down at the ground in front of them, looking defeated.
"Hey there!" One of the men dressed in black leather says loudly to Tom as the strange group of people walked within a few meters of Tom. "How are you doing, lad?" asks the man. Tom reluctantly takes his eyes off the naked girl, her face turning away, obviously not wanting to acknowledge Tom's existence.
"Hi there... well, what's happening here?" Tom replies, awkwardly laughing a little.
"My name is Chet, we are from the McCalun Boys. And tonight, my friend, is your lucky night," says Chet with a disarming smile.
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Ten minutes earlier, when Ruby suggested taking the young couple to The Long's, the gang was reluctant, except Chet, the de facto leader of the group, and de facto spouse of Ruby.
Chet, Sam, Pete, Freddy and Ruby live together with a few other members of the McCalun Boys, notorious biker gang of the local area known for their violence. Chet and Ruby are not "official", but they do sleep together at least several nights a month. And Chet knew exactly what she was thinking when she suggested The Long's. The derelict warehouse has long been a squatting spot, around a dozen homeless men can often be found there. Some of them are drug addicts, others often do some leg works for the gang, so the McCalun Boys do visit the place every now and then, for customers as well as workers.
Chet knew Ruby is jealous, she is prone to it. And when he had proclaimed loudly that Lula is the best fuck of his life, that has gotta have pissed her off, and you don't want to have to live with a pissed off Ruby, oh boy, you really don't.
Therefore, he gave his consent, even though he knows what is gonna happen to Lula once they are at The Long's, which is something him and his three male friends would probably prefer not. Not out of sympathy, but more like not wanting to waste this incredible luck they have enjoyed today so far.
Besides, Chet knows they have got to let the couple go before too long, just in case someone they know will call the police. They are a gang but he is only middle ranking, and the power that be made it pretty clear they don't want any conflict with the police whatsoever. "Well, at least this is gonna make for some pretty interesting porn at The Long's..." Chet thinks to himself.