Chapter 2: The Just Deserts Of Unruly Pigs

Darkened Dirt Road, Unknown City, Unknown State...

High beams of the four-door sedan lit up the darkened remnants of what appeared to have been an abandoned field area as the roar of the engine ceased but the hint of music remained following the car coming to a stop, which prompted the barely conscious blond teenager known as Lex to awaken from his brief slumber as the intoxication from his having been served a spiked drink continued to have a strong hold over his young body. Up close, young Lex had not been much to look at on a personal note as he'd been barely average in appeal with decidedly pale skin, a vastly thin build in terms of his body frame, and something of a cleft in his chin. His eyes were blue but bordered on appearing grey at times, and his short blond locks were arranged in an unkempt fashion more often than not.

His thin form had been forced into the confines of a tight-fitting black dress that had only been over his flat chest and thin shoulders due to sheer fortune in finding something that he could pull off when given the notion to. His cock had been greatly aroused beneath the soft material of his black dress and his breathing shallow at best as images of a haze with a seemingly endless purple hue in the background blocked his vision.

Lex felt the shifting of the car from behind as the snapping of the mechanism that allowed the trunk to lock echoed in the distance. He could hear the footsteps of the driver digging into the mud and muck via his enraged pace as he moved toward the trunk. There was another dip in the back of the car that shook him as an enormous amount of weight had been siphoned from the back and the driver appeared to have been muttering to himself.

The sweltering heat that seemed to engulf the teen known as Lex began to take hold and a hazy fever was all he could understand as he began to slowly stroke his exposed appendage in the wake of feeling the onset of arousal in full force. Tears streamed down his pale cheeks as he attempted to make sense of what was happening to his body against his will but he was only met with a fog of lust and fear as his body began to yield to the side effects of his being drugged.

Lex whimpered in the front seat feeling his body set ablaze by a lust he couldn't sate as he raised his dress high above his milky white thighs and attempted to adhere to his driven need for relief in the wake of his heightened sense of arousal in every sense of the word.

Outside the car, The driver was muttering to himself as he pulled the first body of one of the men he had beaten unconscious from the trunk of his car and dragged him toward the middle of the barren field where he hastily dug the makings of a grave and dropped the heavy body outside it. The bastard was still alive and possibly concussed, to the angry driver, it had mattered not that the unruly bastard drew breath as he wasn't going anywhere any time soon.

The angry driver adjusted the black gloves that he'd slipped on from the moment he arrived in this place lifting them from the compartment in his sedan as his drugged associate slipped in and out of consciousness. He then proceeded to dig, via a silver shovel he'd taken out the trunk of the car, into the fresh earth as the light from the car beamed into the ever-enlarging hole in the ground.

The lone man didn't seem to mind the dirt getting into or around the shiny black shoes he wore nor did he seem to care about the hour as he continued to dig as if he had little to no care in the world. Behind him, the four-door rectangular sedan was still unmoved and the sound of a classic radio station played some of the oldest hits from the 1950s giving him a bit of a soundtrack to work within the wake of being in the vast space.

Unimpeded the driver continued to dig at last coming to the depth in the ground that he desired before climbing out of the now substantial hole in the field and making his way toward the downed body of one of his attackers before carting him off toward the newly dug grave of sorts and tossing his limp form inside. He smirked when the bastard's head hit against the harder portion of the dirt as he tumbled inside amid the other loose dirt that semi-covered his face.

The driver made his way back toward the open trunk where he pulled yet another body from the back already dead this time around as the fountain pen he drove into the corpse had dangled briefly before falling onto the ground when he tossed the body into the hole along with the younger man.

It had taken quite some time, but eventually, the driver had managed to toss all of the bodies from the ally incident into the waiting hole he'd dug in the field before covering them dead or alive via the dirt and sealing their collective fates once and for all.

He seemed to have been quite pleased with his work as he happily lit a cigarette and took a long drag noting how the rings of orange flame and the thin clouds of white smoke gave the scene an appropriate feel after everything had been said and done.

It didn't take long for him to note the rustling from the car as Lex had managed to open the door despite his intoxication and subsequently collapsed onto the ground where he vomited the contents of his stomach after falling to his knees amid the loose layers of dirt and his urine as his exposed cock couldn't seem to hold back the pressure from his bladder while he emptied his stomach.

The stench of it all had been quite overpowering but it had little to no effect on The driver who continued to smoke his cigarette before turning his attention back to the newly covered dirt mound. He had been feeling a bit of pressure in his bladder and knew just where he wished to relieve it as he put the cigarette between his lips and casually fished out his impressive appendage before aiming at the pile and urinating on the collective grave of the men who had attacked the vomiting boy behind him.

As far as he'd been concerned, the unruly pigs had gotten just what they deserved and it couldn't have happened sooner.