The summer sun beat down on Kevin Nash as he made his way through the alley. He had been taking a shortcut home from the gym and was now regretting it. He was sweating profusely and his muscles ached. As he rounded a corner, he was grabbed from behind and thrown into a wall.

He hit the ground hard and felt someone sit on his back, grinding his face into the concrete. He tried to struggle, but strong hands were holding him down. He felt a cock thrust into his ass and screamed in pain as it penetrated him. He was being gangraped by a group of African-American men and they were taking turns pounding him mercilessly.

The men were laughing and joking as they took turns fuckings Nash's tight hole. His ass was on fire and he could feel their cocks slam into him with each thrust. He felt someone grab his balls and squeeze them painfully as another cock forced its way into his mouth. He was gagging and choking on the cock, but he couldn't escape it.

The men were jeering and laughing at him as they continued to fuck him. His ass was raw and bleeding by the time they were done with him. They left him there, battered and bruised, his hole throbbing in pain. He would never forget that summer day in 1992 when he was gangraped by a group of African-American men.