When I was a teenager I would go late nite under freeway bridge and watch big native Hobo Joe do tricks with men for cash or whiskey. Most of the men were thrilled to be watched by a stoking boy.
One night a big biker type guy showed up wearing a mask over his upper face. With zip ties he quickly tied Hobo Joe’s wrists behind his back and secured his legs tight together. Big biker guy cut away Hobo Joe’s clothes having him n*** on his back. He then stripped off his own shorts and facing away squatted over Hobo Joe’s face. Big biker guy turns to me and smiles and says I should be nice and say Good Bye to the Indian. It was so wild to take a big breath look Hobo Joe, wave my hand and say Bye bye. Big biker guy then plants his big round smooth a** hard over Hobo Joe’s face. Three or four minutes of muffled protest then he goes still and quiet. It was great as we stood over him and blasted our c** over his bare dead chest. Then we quickly dressed and went our separate ways with a wide grin on our faces.