William was sharp-eyed and quicker with his malicious comments. He had noticed the slight, embarrassing bulge before Caleb had even managed to shield himself with his hands. He let out a loud, obnoxious laugh that echoed off the cold stone walls. "Well, well! Seems like our young lad here isn't as innocent as he appears. Fully aroused at the sight of a lady, aren't you?" he said, his voice filled with mockery.
He continued laughing, a cruel, heartless sound that filled the room. "Perhaps he's hiding the Shroud in his small clothes," he joked, implying at Caleb's bulge. He then demanded, "Pull down your pants, boy!"
Caleb hesitated, looking from one man to another. He could see the amusement in their eyes, and the silent despair in Evie's. With a slow, shaky hand, he lowered his boxers. However, as he tugged them down, he found it stuck on the tip of his hardened penis.
Despite her own vulnerable state, Evie couldn't help but notice the struggle Caleb was going through. He was trying to pull down his boxers to follow the grotesque order, but they had snagged on the bulge of his erection, stopping his actions in their tracks.
It was in that moment of surprise and embarrassment that Evie's gaze slanted sideways, landing directly on Caleb's erect shaft poking above the waistband of his boxers. She was caught off guard by the sight, as bizarre and uncomfortable as the situation was. His exposed shaft was strained with lust. However, the swollen head was concealed beneath the waistband of his boxers, making the scene even more precarious and embarrassing.
The stretched fabric pulled tighter against his penis, encapsulating the delicate head, preventing further advancement. His face reddened further as he realised the predicament he was in.
Her first instinct was to look away, to respect his privacy in this dire situation. But under the hostile atmosphere in the room, her gaze remained involuntarily fixed on Caleb, watching him wrestle with his caught boxers against his arousal.
Under the weight of the room's anticipatory silence, Caleb steeled himself, tugged the waistband of his boxers one final time, and his penis sprang free. The sudden release made it jump slightly, bobbing up and down a few time.
It was unmistakably erect, throbbing softly with his heartbeat. It was not particularly large for an 18-year-old. His uncircumcised penis stood proudly, the tip glistening with precum.
The sight was unintentionally captivating, especially in the thick tension that clung to the air. Embarrassment made the scene more awkward, filling every nook and cranny of the room with a cringe-inducing awkwardness.
Evie found her gaze fixating on Caleb's newly-exposed manhood despite herself. His continu
To some extent, they were both victims in an exceedingly humiliating game put up by the lecherous men. She could only hope that they'd survive with some shreds of their dignity intact.