The thugs' massive, uncut cocks stretch the sissies' tight, pink assholes, raw and unlubricated. The boys wail in pain, their voices echoing off the cold, hard walls. The thugs, fueled by their dominance, pound harder, their balls slapping against the sissies' smooth skin. The room smells of sweat, precum, and the faint tang of blood. The sissies, despite their discomfort, find themselves hardening, their own cocks leaking as they're used roughly, their bodies betraying their enjoyment of the brutal, degrading act.