There was barely any light. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness. I moved like a cat, navigating obstacles with one hand and using the other to cover my balls and my cock, still hard despite the scare. I was afraid that a bush would reach my dick, so I decided to stop and think. I squatted behind a tree. It didn't take me long to decide, I had to go back for everything. Hopefully, that group would be gone and wouldn't have noticed my belongings as they followed our naked bodies fleeing the scene.

I resumed the path slowly, attentive to any noise. Everything remained silent, so I thought there wouldn't be anyone around. When I arrived at the spot, I searched everywhere for my clothes, but I only managed to find my sneakers and my underwear. The latter had a hole in the back. I put on what little I had and kept searching, but found nothing.

Exhausted, I decided to stop. I sat with my back against a tree and started to cry. I couldn't believe what was happening to me. Shortly after, I heard footsteps. I hid behind some bushes. Three guys arrived, between 30-40 years old. One bald, of a sturdy build, unkempt beard, and quite a beer belly. He was the shortest, I suppose around 1.65 meters. Another was a bit taller, maybe like me. He was very thin, his face looking like a skull with prominent bones. The third one was the most normal. Broad chin, also with a bit of a belly, but with wide arms. He had the body of a retired rugby player. He would be the oldest, around 40-something.

- Wow!! Looks like the little slut came back for his stuff.

- Yeah, what a pathetic face he must have made when he saw he only had his boxers and sneakers. He'll walk around the park like a champ.

- Come on, slut, come out of your hiding place. Don't you want to walk on the street like that, huh? Or are you going to live your whole life here, among the bushes?

I remained silent, behind the bush.

- Shut up, guys, don't be assholes.

Kid, if you're listening, don't be afraid, we're not going to do anything bad to you. Come get your stuff.

I hesitated for a moment. If they really didn't want to harm me, why didn't they leave all my things where they were? Nevertheless, I wasn't a kid, I had to confront them.

I stood up and came out.

- Attention! Look who came out of his hiding place. Hello, princess, how are you? Were you scared of us?

- Please, I don't want any trouble, give me my stuff and I'll leave.

- Yes, fine, no problem - replied the one who seemed like a rugby player and seemed to be the ringleader - but only one thing.

- What? Come on, give me my things, please. I don't have any money, I swear. I left without any of that.

- Yes, you left only to suck cocks and get fucked. Don't worry, we came here for something similar. Well, more for fucking. Many couples come here to fool around. Sometimes we join in, whether they like it or not. We belie...