Date: Wed, 20 Apr 2016 05:57:04 +0100 From: Reickard Masters Subject: Juvenile detention 28 JUVENILE DETENTION Chapter 28 – The Trial The next morning instead of going to his classes, Josh was taken by Officer Steven to the courts. Although still a prisoner, he was not taken to the cells below the court building but to the witness lounge outside the court room where the trials would be held. Once again Officer Steven showed his trust and did not handcuff Josh or have someone else keep guard over him when he was called in to give his testimony. Josh waited on his own for about half an hour before he was called in and Officer Steven returned to the lounge. What followed for Josh was a bit of an ordeal. The prosecution took Josh through his evidence and asked some questions to which Josh had to answer that he did not know and explain why he did not know the answers. Attorney Lee had purposely done this to show the jury that Josh was honest and if he could not answer a question would say so. Then the defence tried to rip his evidence to shreds by fabricating things that Josh should know. Josh answered honestly and didn't try to pretend he knew more than he did. When asked what he thought should be the outcome of the case he had said that his arm was healed and there was no permanent damage, so as far as he was concerned that should be the end of it. When the defence failed to trip Josh up or cause him to falter in his evidence, they rested and the Judge excused Josh from the stand. Josh got up and headed past the defence table to the aisle that led out of the court room. As he moved past the five boys sitting there with their defence attorney he was a little surprised to see one of them smile and raise a thumb to him. He did not smile back, because he had got to where Clive Phelps was sitting, and if looks could kill, Josh would have been dead on the spot. It appeared that Phelps was one person who had not been affected in a positive way by Josh's presence in the Academy. Josh was not called back to give evidence, and three days later four of the five boys appeared back in Charlie block in their overalls. Each of them had been given an extra eight years to serve, to run concurrently with their existing terms of incarceration. Although their ten day sentence to solitary confinement had ended before the trial, they had been kept in solitary until their trial completed. The one who was missing was Clive Phelps. In a few days rumours began to circulate, and the other four who were present at the sentencing were able to put people straight. Although Clive had not physically participated in the assault on Josh, he had been the ring leader who had ordered his cell block mates to carry out the deed. As such the Judge came down heavily on him. He was given fifteen years and moved directly to an adult prison, as he was only a couple of months off reaching the age of majority. Of course, this would make him one of the youngest in the prison, prey for all the horny men who thought they could get some satisfaction from him. Back in cell block Bravo the three teens continued to enjoy each other's company in the cell, and when the opportunity was right Desmond enjoyed some privileges that the rest of the cell block did not get. However, there was no ill feeling voiced; they all knew why Desmond was getting something they were not. Besides, they got to watch Desmond's cock slide into Josh's mouth and feed him some cream. Of course they also got to watch as the others spit-roasted Josh on a fairly regular basis, making sure that Andy and Chris got to use both of Josh's holes at the same time at least once a week. Josh in turn got jerked and sucked and enjoyed the use of a butt hole from all three teens. Of course Desmond did not get as much as the other three did, but he was still a regular visitor to cell 13. Charlie, on the other hand, continued to use his own hand instead of someone else's. The only time he got hard under someone else's hand was when Officer Jake made his weekly barber call and shaved all the inmates one after the other, getting each one hard to shave his cock. One late evening after dinner when Josh was lying on his bunk being `massaged' by Desmond he commented, "You know, when I leave here I am not sure I will be able to get used to wearing boxers and not being smooth." "Hey, you have only six months to get out of the feeling of underwear and body hair. Think of the likes of me and some of the others who will not see true daylight until we are twenty five or more. By then we will have forgotten what they even look like," Desmond replied. "How long did you actually get and what was it for?" "I got ten years when I was fifteen for helping to torture an old man and rob him of what little he had. And I have been ashamed of myself since before I gave myself up. I hated myself so much that I knew I either had turn myself in or I would kill myself. You know, you don't think of that sort of thing while you are doing the deed. And you know what makes me the most ashamed? It is that we did not need what we stole off him. We were doing it all for kicks, for fucking fun. And you know something else? That old man has come to see me, and he thanked me for giving myself up, because that gave him hope that his suffering was not all for nothing, that at least one of us would become a better person because of what we did. When I get out of here, I am going to try and look that man up and I will do what I can to help him, to show him how much he helped me by forgiving me. I only hope he lives long enough for me to show him some kindness for his kindness." "We all do things we regret later on. At least you are planning on doing something to try and make some amends. That's cool. Have you thought about writing to him? You know he might be an old man on his own, and a letter will bring him something to do." "Fuck, you are such a pretty boy and you have a good head on your shoulders. How you ever ended up here none of us can understand. You know this place is never going to be the same again since you came. That's a brilliant idea. I will write a letter and see if the prison will pass it on as I don't know his address. Maybe he doesn't want me to know his address. I'm cool with that too. Thanks, Josh. You deserve this." Desmond bent down and took Josh's cock into his mouth and sucked him in as far as he could go. Josh could tell that there was something different in the way Desmond was giving him the blow job. He could not quite put his finger on what it was but it was there. As the BJ continued Josh knew that it was going to be a good one and he reckoned that he would still be on a high as Desmond penetrated his butt for a fuck. Desmond would swallow his cock all the down until his nose stopped his mouth from getting any closer to Josh and he would hum a bit to get his voice box vibrating against Josh's cock head. Lifting his head, his lips would slip up Josh's spit coated cock while he tickled, teased and titillated Josh's cock head with his tongue. At the same time his fingers were roaming over Josh's body, exciting his nipples and balls, tickling his pucker and perineum to build even greater sensation in Josh's cock. Initially Josh remained fairly quiet, but as his orgasm approached he could not stop himself from thrusting his pelvis upwards and groaning out loud in ecstasy. You didn't have to call out a warning when you were about to cum, because if anyone was sucking your cock then they were going to swallow all you had to offer. Josh didn't have to call out a warning because his body was giving enough warning anyway. With a hard thrust and a groan that turned into a whimper Josh began unloading into Desmond's mouth. Desmond kept sucking until he was sure that Josh had nothing more to give. With one last swallow he sucked his way up the length of Josh's shaft, using his tongue to clean off as much cum as possible until lips and cock parted company. Desmond took another swallow and patted Josh on the thigh. Standing up with his cock still hard and dripping Desmond said, "Hope you enjoyed that. You earned it." And he turned to leave. "Aren't you going to fuck me now?" "No, you just rest and enjoy it as your body relaxes. I will take care of this another way." And Desmond left the cell. Andy dropped down from the top bunk and sat on the bunk opposite Josh. "That was something else, Mr. Joshua Tolmers. You know, Desmond was right when he said this place will never be the same again. Two months ago you would never have seen the dominant get up and walk away after pleasuring the sub and not get any pleasure himself." Chris hung his head down from the other top bunk. "I can't speak for Andy, but unless you want some more action I am happy to let it go tonight." "Yeah, I'm okay with that too." "Thanks, guys. That was one awesome blow job I just got and I feel like jelly now. Sweet and wobbly." "That's settled then. It can't be long until lights out now. Sleep well, friend, and we will see each other in the morning." Josh pulled his bed covers over him and was asleep before the lights went out. The next morning at breakfast Officer Stuart told Josh to report to the desk after lunch. Josh had not been ordered to go immediately and miss class, so he knew that it was not something terribly important. When Josh reported to the desk Officer Stuart said, "The wheels do indeed move slowly, but I have at last been given permission to have you sort out our books and show me how to do it on this machine." Stuart tapped the computer processor unit. "Of course that means that you will have to teach Mr. Succum as well." "No problem. Okay we need to learn what is required of the system first. So can you tell me what you have to do and what it is supposed to show, please?" Officer Stuart explained what he understood was needed and then gave the book to Josh to look at. Josh saw that the book was as bad as the other time he had looked at it and found the errors that Stuart had made. Josh asked who the figures had to go to and asked if he could speak to the person. Stuart made a phone call and explained to the person on the other end what was up before passing the phone over to Josh. Josh had a lengthy conversation with the person, jotting down notes and asking questions. He handed the phone back to Stuart when he had finished because the girl on the other end of the line had asked for that. Josh explained to Stuart that he was going to have to build the spreadsheet first before he could begin to teach Stuart what to do. For the rest of the afternoon he was in his element, tapping away at the keyboard, building the spread sheet. Stuart watched for a bit in amazement as Josh put in formulas and column headings, added pivot tables and various other features. Towards the end of the afternoon he declared it finished, saved the work and then made a copy of it on a flash drive. Josh told Stuart that he needed to set aside a couple of hours to be trained on how to use the spreadsheet. There certainly was not enough time left that afternoon, so Josh returned to the cell block. He found that he was a bit early and so the only one in the block. He went to his cell and lay down on his bunk and dozed off. 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