It was a dark and stormy night, and Kevin Nash was walking home alone after a wrestling match. He was jumped by a group of African-American men who dragged him into an alleyway. They ripped his clothes off and took turns gang-raping him, laughing and jeering as his pale white skin turned red with bruises.

Kevin Nash is a big man, but even he was no match for the strength of his attackers. They took him hard and fast, pounding into him with their huge, muscular cocks. He cried out in pain as they forced their way into his tight hole, stretching him wide open.

The men took turns fucking him, sometimes two or three at a time. They were brutal, pounding into him mercilessly, tearing through his flesh. Kevin Nash begged them to stop, but they only laughed and jeered at him.

Eventually, they grew tired of him and left him there, bleeding and bruised. Kevin Nash would never be the same again. The experience left him with a deep-seated fear of African-Americans, and a hatred that would burn inside him for the rest of his life.