”No,” he gasped, no louder than a whisper.
Noya’s belt was pulled off the loops and tossed aside. The man proceeded to open Noya’s jeans before rolling the boy back on his stomach. He lifted Noya’s hips up, and a second man joined in to pull down the jeans. The smooth skin of Noya’s legs was revealed, and it felt indecent in the setting.
”No,” Asahi said again, his voice still quiet.
”Speak up,” the man on his right said. ”Don’t be shy.”
Asahi gulped and felt his eyes quickly tear up. He couldn’t say anything as all of the men were staring at him.
”Aren’t you courageous,” the man on his right said and they all laughed.
Asahi swallowed around the lump in his throat and the men returned to their task of pulling Noya’s jeans completely off. The man who was holding his hips placed a hand on Noya’s ass and squeezed tightly.
”Wow, he has a really good ass,” he said and chuckled.
”Just as I thought,” another man said.