However, she inadvertently gazed upon her boyfriend and Akira across from each other swinging their rock hard dicks and arms around like fags. She released Yuni's hair, causing her to fall flat on her face and hitting her chin loudly on the bottom of the vent.
"What the fuck are those faggots doing?" asked Emi? Yuni crawled up beside her in the vent and gazed out at them.
"Oh, that's Akira's favorite game, ParaParaPairadicks," said Yuni.
"Favorite game! You mean it isn't DDR!" screamed Emi. Somehow Rage and Akira were too enthralled in the game to notice, standing across from each other on their ParaParaParadise controllers swinging their arms and cocks around. Occasionally the two would slap together and splooge out a little bit of pre-cum on each other.
"No," said Yuni, "and soon, Rage will love ParaParaPairadicks more than DDR.
Once that happens, Emi, you will never change Rage back. He will be doomed to be gay forever."
"I've got to put a stop to them!" shouted Emi.
"But Emi," begged Yuni, "don't you realize that I need you? My boyfriend is a fucking homo! And c'mon, what guy knows how to operate a cunt properly? They can't practice on their own after all... how the hell could they ever hope to master how it works? I mean come on, how many times has Rage actually brought you to orgasm? He doesn't know the intracies of the clit and the g-spot, and seems much more suited to assraping my fag boyfriend."
"You know, you're right," said Emi. "I really do hate the male body; it's all hairy and gross. And cocks are disgusting, all covered with hair and veins, and cum is the nastiest tasting shit ever."
"Come on girl," said Yuni, "let's 69 and lick each other's clits and drink each other's sweet juices when we come"
"For once in my life everything makes sense," said Emi. "Let's do it!"
Akira threw off his headset and stepped off his ParaParaParadise pad. He faced his ass towards Rage and bent over.
"Rage, I need it now," he said. "Put it up me, please."
Rage cast off his headset too. Placing his hands directly upon Akira's ass cheeks, and neglecting to use a condom or any lube, he jammed his rock hard cock up Akira's tight asshole, sliding it in rather slowly through Akira's shit-lined rectum.
"Oh my god!" shouted Akira suppressing a scream, "It's so big! My whole colon is filled with your hard throbbing cock."
Rage thrust his cock in and out as fast as he could possibly go, first five times a second, then ten. Little chunks of shit came flying out, slowly at first then faster and faster, coating the lower half of Rage's body.
"Fuck me raw," said Akira, "the pain is ecstacy. Oh god how I love it without any lube."
Suddenly Rage stopped. He was distracted by a repetative banging noise coming from the air vents.
"RAGE! Oh god why did you stop?" shouted Akira. "My asshole was this close to bleeding! Don't fucking blueball me, you dick!"
"Akira!" gasped Rage, "I thought you loved me? Why are you being an asshole?"
Suddenly a section of the air vent disconnected from the ceiling. Bits of drywall and plaster came raining down everywhere, all over the two naked DDR boys. Through the cloud of dust Rage could make out a large section of the air duct crashing down to the floor.
"What the fuck is happening?" shouted Rage.
As the dust cleared Rage gasped at what he beheld before him.