The sun was setting in the horizon as the group of 10 boys all between the ages of 6 and 15 were out playing in the woods, none the same age. They were laughing and playing and having fun, just like any group of young boys would until they stumbled upon enemy forces.

The soldiers, not wanting the boys to report what they had seen, pulled out their weapons and pointed them at the group. The boys were terrified, though none of them made a sound as the soldiers moved closer.

The soldiers then demanded that the boys strip naked and began to force them to do so. As the boys complied, a strange sensation started to come over them as their young virgin dicks became erect. Confused by what was happening, the younger boys stuck close to the older ones and asked them what was happening.

The older boys replied that they were all going to die and that they should try to remain brave and let it happen quickly and with as little pain as possible.

One by one the soldiers got behind the boys, grabbed onto their hair and pulled their heads back, exposing their necks. Then they took out their knives, pressed it against the boys’ skin and began sawing.

The boys were crying and screaming in excruciating pain, and it was horrifying to watch their friends die. Once the head was all the way decapitated they pushed the boys’ bodies into the grave.

The oldest of the group was 15-year-old Jimmy. He was determined to be brave and not let his friends down. As he felt the cold steel of the knife against his neck he thought of his family and friends and said a silent prayer.

The next in line was 10-year-old Tommy. As he knelt at the edge of his grave he looked up to the stars and prayed for a miracle, though he knew there was none to be had. Finally, when he felt the blade against his neck, he closed his eyes and went limp, his body trembling with fear.

After that were 8-year-olds Jack and Max. They were born a year apart and were like brothers, describing each other as best friends. As the knife pressed against their throats, they both held each other’s hands and looked into each other’s eyes.

Finally, there were the 6-year-old twins Ethan and Peter. These two brothers had been inseparable since they were born. As the knives began to sever their necks, tears streamed down their faces and Ethan shouted out, “I love you, Peter”, before they both slipped away.

As each of the boys died, they each had a single moment of peace and acceptance before their strength left them and their heads rolled into the grave. As their bodies lay still, their young virgin dicks released a final time. Their last moments on earth were a testament to the courage of youth, and a reminder that even in the face of death, some things remain unchanged.