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Mike was the leader of a small gang of misfits. He and his pals roamed the streets of their small part of the city almost every night. They loved to rough up scrawny men who were foolish enough to walk the darkened streets alone. Most of their prey were office workers who got too caught up in their work, as well as the occasional naive tourist.Mike had the physique of a man who had lived most of his thirty seven years on the street. He was an intimidating man, standing about six and a half feet tall. His broad shoulders and wiry muscle atoned to the hard life he led. His face would have been almost handsome, if it wasn’t hidden by his long mud colored beard.His dark eyes darted down the street to a well dressed young man. Mike signaled to his men. He had chosen a target.He watched the alley shadows carefully, his well trained eyes alert for even the smallest movement. One by one he received signals back from all three of his men. They were ready to surround the young man once he had walked far enough down the poorly lit street.Mike waited until the young man had walked past the hiding spots of his first two men, Then he stepped out of the shadows of his alley. He put his hands in his pockets and kept his head down, trying to look like any other person walking down the street. He was headed towards the young man.By the time that Mike was within twenty feet of his target, the young man was surrounded and didn’t even know it.Mike approached the young man, “Excuse me sir, can I borrow your cell phone? I need to call my wife and tell her I’m on my way home.”The young man looked this scraggly, white stranger up and down before digging in his pocket and retrieving his cell phone.”Uh, yea sure, I guess,” he stammered.Mike took the phone, and chucked it a good fourteen feet to one side. That was the signal to his men to move in.”Hey man, what the hell? Why did you just throw my phone?”The young man started after his phone. He stopped when he came face to face with Jinx, Mike’s second in command. The black man towered over the youth, standing almost seven foot tall and as broad as a barn. Jinx was one of those men that made you cry for mommy. Mike had always wanted to paint him green and sic him on the general population, just to see how they would react.By then the young man knew what was happening. He backed slowly away from Jinx and Mike, only to turn around and see Kris and Frog behind him.”Look gentlemen I don’t want any trouble. I just want to get home. It’s late and I have to tuck my kids into bed,” the young man’s voice was high pitched as he spoke.Mike knew this guy didn’t have any kids. He was a career junky, spending all day at a computer making lots of money for very little work.”Give us your money and that watch, and we will let you go,” Mike said through his teeth.The young man dug out his wallet and tossed it to the ground at Mike’s feet. Mike looked at Frog who bent down to pick it up. Frog jumped back to avoid a clumsy kick that the young man aimed for his head. Faster than the eye could follow Frog swung his own leg around. It connected at the back of the young man’s knees, buckling them. The young man fell forward onto the concrete.Frog handed the wallet to Mike who dug out five hundred dollars cash. He tossed the wallet back on the ground, leaving the traceable plastic intact.”Jinx, will you help our young friend to his feet?” Mike said.Jinx grabbed the young man by the collar of his shirt and hefted him up with one massive hand. With his feet dangling five inches off the ground the young man was all but helpless. Mike stepped up to him and punched the young man square in the jaw. Hard. He unlatched the watch from the young man’s wrist and stepped back.Kris stepped in and started wailing on the unfortunate punching bag, suspended from Jinx’s hand. After about three minutes of Escort Tunalı the abuse the young man fell unconscious.”That’s enough,” Mike barked. “Jinx lay him over there beside that building,” Mike paused as the distant sound of thunder rolled past them.”And make sure he is under some sort of cover, we don’t want the poor bastard to freeze to death before he wakes up.”Mike went and gathered up the young man’s wallet and phone. He laid them both under the young man, who’s face was beginning to swell and bruise. The young man would be sore and feel like hell for the next few days, but all of his injuries were superficial. Mike just wanted the money, and his boys need a little bit of action from time to time. However Mike was always around to keep their blood lust in check.The next morning Mike woke up with a raging hard on. It had been too long since the last time he had buried his cock in a woman. The pallet of blankets that made up his bed were badly in need of a wash. As was he. He rolled out from under his blankets and headed to the meager bathroom that he shared with his men. The path to the bathroom was littered with dirty clothes and discarded shoes. Mike kicked the ones in his path aside. With a wicked grin he kicked one particularly large dirty sock at the sleeping Frog. Frog’s hand shot up and caught it inches from his face. Mike laughed out loud at the face Frog made as he got a whiff of the offending garment.Mike grabbed the last clean rag and filled the small tub full of water. With a bar of cheap harsh soap Mike scrubbed himself down. Satisfied that he was as clean as he was going to get, he stepped out of the tub. With no towels to dry off with, he headed back into the shared living quarters naked and dripping water. His impressive penis at full attention and leading the way.Jinx and Frog were sitting at the small table sipping instant coffee.Frog eyed Mike’s raging member speculatively, “Looks like da boss ‘as that itch again fellas.”From across the room an excited “Whoohoo,” came from Kris, the youngest of the band.Mike looked around the room at his men while he pulled on his cleanest set of clothes. It was amazing how hardship could bring such a diverse group together. Frog was of Asian dissent. He was small and almost scrawny, but powerful and quick as lightning. Jinx was a huge black man, always quiet, with the patience of a saint. Loyal to a fault he has never once contested any of Mike’s decisions.Kris was the youngest, but he was far from naive. He was only about seventeen but his mother was a cheap hooker who had all of her maternal instincts erased by drugs. He was lucky to have survived the first two months of life. His grandmother had taken him in and raised him as best she could until she died. He roamed the streets from the age of ten until thirteen when Mike found him and took him in.”Your going to think “woohoo” when you’re doing laundry young’an,” Mike said to him.Kris’s nose crinkled at the idea of spending all day at the laundromat, but a ghost of the eager grin remained.With his eyes still trained on Kris, Mike started barking orders, “Frog, your going to take some of last night’s money and that watch and go buy some groceries. Jinx, you’re with me, we’re going to go scouting out tonight’s hunting grounds. After Kris gets back with the laundry, I want all you smelly bastards to take a bath before we head out tonight.”Mike and Jinx headed out the door, leaving Frog and Kris to gather the laundry and head to their assigned chores. Mike and Jinx picked their way down quiet side roads and alleys. They moved in synchronized silence, born from many years of working together. As usual Jinx allowed Mike to pick the direction. When they got into the more traveled parts of town they insinuated themselves into the crowd.”What are we ulus escort hunting for tonight boss?” Jinx asked.Jinx’s lack of a street accent never failed to amaze Mike. Mike learned long ago to change his speech pattern depending on what the job called for. Jinx’s speech, in those few times he decided to use it, never changed.”Don’t think I didn’t see you eyeing that kid last night Jinx. I know you’re pining for some action the same as the rest of us. So I was thinking a couple. It’s always easier when we can play them against each other.”Jinx just nodded, though Mike could swear there was a hint of a twinkle in his eyes. They scouted out a couple different streets. With it being a weekend there should be prey aplenty. Everyone in this city goes out on the town on the weekends. They chose a quiet street that was inadequately lit at night. It was also a byway between several bars, with convenient, secluded alleys.Mike and Jinx stopped at a nearby street vendor and bought some hot dogs for them all. Eating their share on the way, they took a different route back to their dwelling. Frog had already returned from the grocery shopping. Most of it consisted of canned foods, instant coffee, and dry pasta.Frog gulped down his hot dog, then headed back out to help Kris finish up the laundry. While they waited, Mike napped in the easy chair. Jinx worked on a newspaper cross word puzzle he had picked up off the street. Kris and Frog got back with the clean laundry about two hours before sundown.Now the bathing and preparation could commence. Mike washed his face in the sink while Frog and Kris shared the tub. Mike had to smile at the site of two grown men sharing the small tub, and doing their best not to touch one another in the process. You could tell when they failed, they would both jerk and shoot each other a dirty look.Neither one was willing to take a bath with Jinx though. Jinx was so big the other person would have had to sit on Jinx, just to fit in the tub with him. Another reason was that they all knew that Jinx’s tastes leaned more toward men. They didn’t want any part of the “snake” that hung between that man’s legs. By the time that everyone was washed and dressed, the sun was down. It was time to go hunting. Mike led the men out of the house. They all knew where they were going. Out of habit they split into two groups. Jinx and Frog went one way, Mike and Kris went another. Kris was almost bouncing with the normal teenage enthusiasm. “Cool it kid. Keep your head straight or your going to blow it for us all. Jinx might use you for his toy if you deny him a chance to stuff that snake of his into some poor sucker’s ass hole,” Mike scolded Kris gently. Kris grinned at Mike, knowing it was a joke. He managed to rein in his excitement a little though. “Haha,” Mike chuckled under his breath. He knew that Kris was a seasoned street thug, and that Kris knew his part in the hunt. This was not Kris’s first time on this sort of excursion. However when the prospect of sex was promised to a teenager, they tended to think with the wrong head. By then they had reached the rendezvous point. The street was small and dirty with very little traffic. Only a couple of the street lights worked. It wasn’t a good neighborhood, mostly made up of abandoned buildings and a couple warehouses. Most people avoided it, until they were drunk that is. It was the fastest way to the other bar, two blocks away. They could see Jinx and Frog in their spots a little up the street. Anyone that walked through here would be walking past Mike and Kris first. Mike looked at Kris, “Okay kid, I want you to study potential targets, tell me why you would and would not pick them. We’re looking for a couple, both attractive, both well dressed. Though we want to have some fun we also need to make some cash yenimahalle escort bayan out of it too.” Now it was all a waiting game. Mike watched Kris. Kris watched the people walking down the street. “Those two’er attractive,” Kris motioned to a couple heading their way, “But she’s wearin’ ‘ostume jewels. Too gaudy to be real, so s’not likely that would yield a good score.” Mike rolled his eyes at Kris’ broken speech. Mike knows Kris’s grandmother taught the boy proper English, however the time he spent on the streets rubbed off on him. “Right, would probably make for a good fuck, but a bad payday,” Mike agreed. Suddenly Kris’s body went tense with excitement, “Those two there. She’s bangin’ hot, and wearin’ furs. An I can smell his fancy leather shoes from ‘ere.” Mike smiled. Kris was right, the kid had good instincts. The couple was definitely wealthy, and with the way they hung on each other as they stumbled down the street, they should be easy to manipulate. The woman was a stunning brunet with long wavy hair. She wore an expensive looking baby blue spaghetti strap top that hung loosely off her shoulders. Her tight black skirt ended just at the top of her thighs and showed off her ass nicely. Her three inch heels clicked on the pavement unevenly. The man was about Mike’s height but less muscled. He had blonde short hair and a trimmed mustache. He wore a button down pale yellow shirt. The material shimmered like silk in the low light. His tan pants hung loosely off his hips and his shoes were black leather. Mike gave the signal. The game was on. Mike and Kris hid in the shadows as the couple passed them. They would follow unseen until they had the couple right where they wanted them. Jinx and Frog would stay ahead of the couple to make sure they stayed boxed in.The couple was acting like they had had a lot to drink that night. They were stumbling around and into each other. They were laughing just a little too loudly. Something just didn’t sit right with Mike about the situation. Though the couple stumbled around, they didn’t slur their words like they had been drinking. Mike suspected that they were just acting, poorly.It was a little late to be calling off the hunt, though, especially on just a hunch. Just a few more feet and it would be time to get to work. Mike pulled the gun out of the back of his pants along with a small flashlight. Kris took one side of the street and Mike took the other. Mike flicked the flashlight on and off twice in rapid succession. The go ahead to his other two men. The couple seemed not to notice the flash of light. They kept stumbling right along. Mike did see that the man drew the woman in closer to him. It was like they knew they were being followed, but then why keep up the act? Mike had stepped out of the shadows and into the street. “M’lord, M’lady,” he said with a flourish and a bow. “What are two lovely people like yourselves doing on a dark street like this? Don’t you think you might be in danger?”The couple turned around as Mike spoke. The man stepped in front of his lady friend. He eyed Mike carefully. He looked back to his woman who looked Mike over for a second. Then she nodded.The man turned to face Mike, “I have a proposition for you. Is there somewhere we can talk privately?”Mike studied the man, he was definitely not drunk. Mike nodded to the man who turned back to retrieve the woman. He found she was not where he left her. Instead she was bound tightly in the arms of a gigantic black man. He turned back to Mike. “Is that necessary? All I want to do discuss a little busin…” the man’s voice trailed off as Kris and Frog appeared from the shadows. With the hand holding the gun Mike motioned to the man, “Just a little insurance for me and my boys. If you would be so kind as to follow me sir, I think we may be able to resolve our predicament.” With Jinx carrying the woman bodily down the alley, and Mike, Kris, and Frog surrounding him, the man didn’t have much of a choice. With a menacing look at Mike the man followed Jinx down the dark alley. Jinx kicked open a wooden door at the end of the alley then disappeared inside.