Mitchell stretches the back of his pants waistband back and without so much as a word drops you down against his soft right butt cheek. All becomes dark when he snaps the waistband back into position and turns around to face Em. Suddenly everything starts shaking like some kind of earthuake as Mitchell takes his first step.

On the outiside of Mitchell's pants, Mitchell slaps Eminem a high five and says "Seeya later man, thanks for the new pet I'll go easy on this one". You hear the two guys laugh and the door slams behind Mitchell. The air down here is very moist and musky, the soft cheeks are crushing you up against the underpants Mr. Musso is wearing.

The underpants you're pressed up against have obviously not been washed for a while as they are wet to the touch and soaked in the young teen's sweat. All of a sudden the jostling continues as Mitchell begins to jog but you have no idea where he's heading. With all the continued motion and the boxers becoming more and more moist you begin to slip down into Musso's butt crack.

The smell of shit begins to linger around you in the air as you're hugged from both sides by the mountanious, youthful butt cheeks. All of a sudden...