Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2008 19:12:28 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the hole-66

	Piedmont Penitentiary is an old turn of the century prison nick
named "The HOLE" on the outskirts of Philadelphia in the Valley Forge
section of Pennsylvania, which was built to hold up to 500 convicted
inmates. Today it holds nearly 1500, 3 times it's intended population. Over
crowding means there are 2 to 3 men or more per cell, which was originally
built to house just one. The plumbing is old and rusted, the walls are
crumbly, the foundation is corroded, and morale is low. Inmates and
Officers complain of conditions, but more complaints are lost to the board
of directors. Politicians that look to line their pockets before updating
repairs for inmates, run the board. No one cares if convicted criminals
complain about "unfair" living conditions. They were incarcerated for
punishment, not comfort. Most tax payers see them as animals that need to
be locked up off the streets. They are forgotten and unwanted members of
society, -the scary and depraved. Whatever happens to them behind bars is
more than likely deserved!

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The HOLE/66
PRISON LIFE

Pt-1

PIEDMONT PENITENTIARY

	Inmates are sent to Solitary Confinement for one reason and one
reason only; because they are unruly and have disciplinary issues! When an
inmate does not abide by prison rules, he is sent to Confinement as
punishment until he learns the error of his ways. Unfortunately some
inmates (like 32 yr old [former Muslim] Raymond Sherman [formally known as
Amahd]) never learn the error, and are destined to repeat their mistakes
over and over again (much to the dismay of their victims).
	As Raymond is released from Confinement, he is meant at the gates
by current gang associates Killer-Pete, and Wyome Watts.

"Sup Ray...!" greeted Wy, slapping hands and giving gang handshakes to one
another. "Good to have ya back, bul! What you been doin' down there in
Confinement all this time? Beatin' ya dick?" joked Wyome. "Genuwine wanted
to make sure you got a good piece of ass when you got out..., so he got
that Philippine/Vietnam kat Phi-Bui (last seen in the last scene of
chap-41) to be your new bitch! He's waitin' for you in yur cell!"

"Where's Abdul? You seen Abdul...?" asked Ray, having only one thought on
his mind.

"Yo man..., you need to let that Abdul thing go!" advised Wyome, knowing
nothing good would come of it. "Gen got you the best pussy in this joint!
You know Phi used to be Duke's bitch before we turned him out! His ass is
like fuckin' butta man! I envy you!"

	When Ray didn't respond (giving no indication he was even
listening) Killer-Pete intervened, stepping in front of Raymond and
stopping him in his tracks. "Yo man..., you utta listen to my boi Wy,
here...! The Mandingos ain't about to start no war against the Muslims! You
need to drop this shit with Abdul if you wanna stay kew with us!"

"So y'all turning on me now too..??" asked Ray, sounding surprised and
hurt.

"Naw man..., you missin' the point...!" reasoned Wyome. "All you gotta do
is leave Abdul alone...!"

"You know what...?" said Ray, his face growing stony as he continued to
walk away. "...FUCK you niggas! I don't need none'a y'all!"

"Yo Ray...!" called Wyome as he and Pete watched him walk away from
them. "Yo, man...! It ain't gotta be like this, Yo!"

"Maaannn..., fuck him!" responded Pete, flagging the former Muslim on as he
left their sights.

"Gen ain't gonna like this..." said Wyome, knowing loosing Ray weakens
their gang a fraction.

"What we supposed to do...? Go up against the entire Muslim organization?
You know how many nigga's they have locked up in this joint?!" asked Pete,
knowing it was a losing battle.

"Nearly half the black population!" answered Wyome, well aware.

"If he wanna fight them, he fight them on his own! The Mandingos and the
Muslims ain't never had no beef!" said Pete, as the two inmates went on
about their own way.

Pt-2

	Raymond Sherman returned to his prison cell after a long
absence. Immediately upon his return he started to look around to make
certain that all of his shit was still there. He saw the prison bitch
Phi-Bui (now known as Geisha) sitting on his bed waiting for him.
	Geisha was dressed effeminately in an Asian mini skirt to show off
his short muscular legs. His face was painted in authentic Japanese makeup,
and his black hair wet and brushed back into a small bun. He stood 5'7",
with a petite frame which helped establish his female impression.

"Sir...!" he said (standing up) as soon as Ray walked into his cell. "...I
am here to please you! Genuwine as selected me to be your new bitch! I will
honor you in every way I am able!"
	Ray looked the Geisha over, recalling how well he (and the rest of
Duke's gang) fucked her (back in chap-38, pt-4). His dick actually stirred
in his pants as memories of his dick sliding through her cum filled rectum
filled his brain. But Ray was a man on a mission, as far as he was
concerned Abdul was his bitch, and there were no substitutions!

"Get out!" he ordered, after deciding not to take Genuwine's offer.
	Phi-Bui looked shocked. Never has a man turned down fucking his
Asian boy-pussy in prison!

"But..., Genuwine...!"

"I said get out! Get the fuck out! NOW!!" yelled Ray, picking up his DVD
Player as he hurled it across the room, smashing it to pieces.
	Phi-Bui wasted no time running from the room as nearby inmates
looked in to see what the ruckus was about. Without saying another word,
Ray walked from his cell, the destination of his journey planted deep in
his brain from the moment of his Confinement.

Pt-3

	On the other side of the prison, 19 year old Morris Jenkins was
being released from the infirmary (after sustaining injuries in chap-59,
pt-4). He was met by Mandingo gang leader Genuwine, who greeted him with
open arms.

"Welcome back, man!" smiled the 27 yr old charismatic convict, hugging the
teen as soon as he passed over into Population. "How you feeling...?"

"Like shit!" admitted Morris with a chuckle truthfully (he'd been stabbed
multiple time with a homemade prison shank and left for dead).

"I came by the infirmary a few times to check in on you..., doctor said you
were pretty cut up! Had blood everywhere! But the attacker missed all of
your major arteries!" explained Genuwine, as they walked back towards their
cell Block.

"Guess I was lucky!" smirked Morris, most of his torso still bandaged under
his prison shirt.

"Did you see who did it?" asked Genuwine.

"No." answered Morris without hesitation.
	Genuwine looked surprised as they continued to walk.

"Look hommie..., we got your back! The Mandingos don't play with nobody
fucking with one of our own! We think we know who did it..., or at least
who planned it! All you gotta do is tell who it was, and the nigga's as
good as dead!" explained Genuwine, wanting to see who attacked one of his
gang members suffer.

"Honestly..., I don't remember!" said Morris, sincerely. "The last thing I
recall was seeing my people off..., and then waking up in the infirmary! I
don't have any memory of the attack whatsoever! Seriously!"

"So what you got, like..., --amnesia..??!" asked Genuwine, not a real
believer in the word.

"I guess so! The guards questioned me on the attack as well..., I couldn't
tell them any more than I'm telling you!" explained Morris.

"Did you at least tell them who your closest enemy was...? Did you tell
them about your run-ins with Rashad?" (back in chap-50, pt-4).

"They already knew about that fight! I told them it was history..., old
water under the bridge!"

"If you think Rashad's forgot about that fight, you crazy! You nearly
bashed that nigga's skull in! He ain't gonna forget that headache no time
soon!" reasoned Genuwine.

"Like I said, man..., I don't remember who got me! It could've been anybody
for all I know!"

"Ain't nobody got beef against you like Rashad!" said Genuwine, really
wanting to see the Muslim suffer.

"I don't know what else to tell you..." said Morris, hunching his shoulders
as he walked off.
	Genuwine looked skeptical. Was Morris scared of dimming Rashad out?
Did the radical Muslim leader threaten him to keep quiet? Genuwine was
angry that he wouldn't be able to avenge his gang member's attack. Rashad
must have had an angel on his shoulder for Morris to wake up with amnesia,
--he thought to himself!

Pt-4

D-BLOCK (Ricanville)

	21 year old David Rodriguez walked around his prison Block feeling
kind of dangerous. He'd already met with prison guard Nicolas Duncan (his
new regular fuck buddy) for their standing appointment in the prison
Chapel, and had already received a big load of the guard's cum in his ass.
	David could feel his slimy butt cheeks rubbing together as he
walked, reminding him of the thick load he was carrying in his bowels.

	He passed by other Puerto Rican inmates as they went about their
day; watching Tv, playing board games, talking in huddles, and lounging in
their cells. When he spotted 29 yr old (blatino) Dominic Diaz, David felt
his asshole pucker at the memory of their first encounter (chap-64, pt-4).
	Dominic was talking with one of his prison buddies when he noticed
David walking by. The two men made eye contact as Dominic absentmindedly
reached down and groped his crotch, squeezing his package as he watched
David's ass switch by.

"Yo man..., I tapped that ass in the shower recently...!" bragged Dominic,
talking to his hommie.

"Word? You know who his brothers are, rite?" warned the friend, knowing
well the Rodriguez boy's reputation. "You know Raul's crazy as fuck!"

"I know David's got some sweet boi-pussie...!" stated Dominic, still
eyeballing David's ass as he continued to walk slowly along the Block,
casually looking back to see if Dom was still looking. "AND I know he needs
to have that thang tapped regularly!"

"Last I heard Alex Sanchez was fucking him regularly..., that is until
Raul's dad got hold of him and made both David AND Alex his bitches! You
don't wanna fuck around with that family! Believe me!"

"Really...? I was thinking of setting up a gang bang!" teased Dominic, "You
in?"
	The friend took one look at David walking down the Block, his
petite little ass looking sumptuous as he purposely switched it from side
to side.

"Hell yeah!"

Pt-5

A-BLOCK

	Life as the new head of the Aryan cell Block didn't seem as
glamorous as Moe Stanley (Hammer) thought. He spent most of his time
barking out mindless orders while lounging around waiting for Cartel
business. In his spare time (and there was plenty of it), he fucked his
Aryan bitches until he was bored.
	He was currently lounging in his cell (formally Sarge's cell),
watching some dumbass comedy (Jackass) on DVD when he got an unexpected
visit.

"I got a gift for you...!" said prison guard Harry Slaughter (known around
the prison as Sgt Slaughter). Hammer's ears perked up as the 6 foot 2,
205lbs short blonde crew cut former Marine walked casually into his cell.
	Hammer looked at the guard suspiciously until Slaughter unbuttoned
the sleeve of his prison uniform shirt and rolled the cuff up to the elbow,
exposing a Swartz-sticker, indicating his allegiance to the Aryan Nation.

"What's the gift..., brother?" asked Hammer, suddenly interested.
	Slaughter looked around to Block to make sure they were alone and
away from prying ears.

"We have a new prisoner down in Solitary Confinement..., one that was
bypassed coming to the cell blocks and requested solitary in the basement
cells!" informed Slaughter.

"So he's a pussy who's afraid of being punked by a bunch of REAL MEN, so
he's cowering down in Solitary Confinement! So...? What's that got to do
with me?" asked Hammer, questionably.

"It's not JUST that he's a coward and afraid of being punked..., he has
good reason to request Solitary away from Population!" said Slaughter,
vaguely. He could see Hammer's brain trying to figure why someone would
voluntarily request being sentenced to the shit-hole for the duration of
their prison sentence? "He's not A pussy..., he HAS a pussy!" explained
Slaughter.

"Huh...?" asked Hammer, not catching on.

"Kersey Gordon was born a hermaphrodite!"

"A what...?!"

"He's a freak of nature! He was born a man with female genitals!" said
Slaughter, still seeing the look of confusion on Hammer's face. "He has a
PUSSY! A REAL, genuine, honest to god, female pussy!"

"You shittin' me!" smirked Hammer, not believing it.

"I'm serious as a heart attack!" swore Slaughter. "I fucked it myself! Gave
it a good pounding, --more than once!"

"Seriously...??" asked Hammer, clutching his groin. "How'd it feel?"

"Like a 12 year old virgin's cunt!" informed Slaughter, kissing his fingers
erotically.

"Damn...!" said Hammer, having not had pussy in years. "Why you telling me
this...?" he asked, wondering if there was a legitimate reason behind the
information?

"We're brothers...!" reasoned Slaughter, getting an affirmative nod from
Hammer. "...AND I'm told by a reliable source that you look out for guards
who look out for the Nation!"

"Definitely!" said Hammer, sensing a business deal. "We Aryans have to
stick together!"

"If you put me on your monthly payroll.., I'll make certain you and your
man Luke get free access to Kersey every morning that I'm on shift!"
offered Slaughter, making Hammer's hammer harden. "Think about it..., REAL
pussy! Not some man's ass that's been fucked into a cunt..., but a real god
made slice of heaven sitting right there waiting for your cock every
morning! While everyone else's killing each other over the same ass, you'll
have your own personal private pussy to fuck any time you want!"

"Deal!" yelled Hammer, not even having to think about it.
	He and Slaughter shook hands, sealing their deal as blood brothers.

"I'll be in contact for your first of MANY visits real soon!" informed
Slaughter as he walked out of the cell.

"Hot damn!" cheered Hammer delightedly, as he called for one of his current
bitches to fuck. 37 yr old prison cunt Oliver Ross (aka Snake) walked into
Hammer's cell stark naked upon being summoned. Hammer ordered him down on
his bed for one last Hooray!
	Snaked wondered what got Hammer so excited as he assumed the
"bitches" position on his back. He threw up his legs (knowing how Hammer
like it), exposing his shaved man-cunt. Hammer could see that it had
already been put to good use by the thick amounts of love semen dripping
from the swollen anal lips. How many men had fucked this snake's hole
today? And the night's not even over!!

	Hammer stripped his clothes, not even bothering to cover the cell
bars with a bed sheet for privacy. Snake watched as Hammer's big thick 9
inch proud white cock came into view, swaying menacingly like a loose flag
pole.
	Snake's cock started to harden at the thought of taking the
leader's cock again. Since becoming A-Block's leading prison bitch (back in
chap-24-pt-3), Snake has grown quite accustomed to taking cock, and
preferred his former partner Hammer's most of all.

"I see you're ready for me...!" teased Hammer, climbing up onto the spare
cot he used to fuck his bitches (he didn't want to soil his big spacious
bed with ass slime). Snake didn't know if Hammer was referring to his cummy
ass, or his hard cock. He waited silently while Hammer aligned his big
mallet, then rammed himself in.

"AAHHH...!!" yelled Snake briefly as the cock bore its way through him. He
held onto the tips of his toes with his fingers as his asshole was pierced
deep and hard.
	Hammer buried his cock all the way in with one swift motion,
watching Snake's 8 and 1/2 inch cock jump with sheer excitement.

"This may be our last fuck for the foreseeable future...!" informed Hammer,
pulling back his hips to withdraw his cock up to the head. The red tip
pulled free of the sucking orifice, causing a mass of discarded cum to
spill out of the open wound and splatter onto the cot. "...I think I may've
found my life's-mate for the duration of my prison stay!"
	Snake frowned unhappily with the thought of losing Hammer's cock
for good, he'd come to love how the hard white anal buster pounded his
insides and filled his bowels with enough ball sludge to impregnate a
horse! "So I want to make sure we leave this fuck memorably!"

	With that Hammer re-entered his cock balls deep, causing Snake to
wail in glorious pain. His cock jumped several more times as Hammer's balls
slammed into his slimy ass cheeks. When Hammer immediately pulled out
again, Snake felt another discharge of semen escape his anus before being
refilled with cock. "AARHHHH...!!" he yelled delightfully as the cock
rammed directly into his bowels like a human thermometer.

	Hammer knew Snake enjoyed his cock, more than the other bitches who
didn't possess nearly half as much clout as Snake had at one point. Hammer
never would have pegged Snake as a pussy-boy, that was something Terminator
(Bruce Gardner) detected in him when he became Aryan Leader. Hammer saw how
easily Snake assimilated into the role despite claiming total
heterosexuality. "No REAL man enjoys cock up the ass that much...!" Hammer
recalled hearing Gardner say once as they watched Snake get screwed by
every guy in the Block.
	Hammer used his cock as a mallet, beating the shit out of Snake's
ass as he fucked him hard and deep with every thrust. The look on Snake's
face was pure pleasure, every deep penetrating impalement was like the
sweet kiss of a first love. He gazed up at his fucker with glassy love
struck eyes as Hammer leaned over him and threw his weight into the
fuck. His thick fat cock sawed through Snake's buttery guts like a giant
knife, cutting his milky white cheeks in half.

"oh..., gosh...!" groaned Snake as the cum instantly pumped from his cock,
painting his chest and face in his own sludge. Hammer laughed at Snake's
degradation while he fucked him harder, feeling the anus pulsate around his
plunging manhood.
	Hammer fucked into Snake buttery guts for another solid 10 minutes,
hammering hard at his backside until finally he felt his balls about to
blow.

"Ahhh, shit man..., here it comes...!" announced the Aryan leaders as he
shoved all the way in and unloaded.
	Snake tried to tighten his battered hole around the throbbing cock
as it emptied off inside him. He could barely feel the pulse in his
deadened anus, the nerves fucked so badly that his pussy was just a numb
vessel.
	Hammer yanked his cock from the crater as soon as he finished
dumping. Freshly fucked semen oozed easily from the parted lips, too full
to stay inside. Hammer got up from the cot and grabbed a towel to clean off
as passersby stared nosily into the cell. Hammer wouldn't have to worry
about the sludge of so many men on his precious jewels anymore as he'd soon
have his own private pussy, --REAL pussy for him to fuck until his
inevitable release.

 Pt-6

	Several times a day the Muslim faith mandates that it's followers
kneel and pray in the name of their lord. Sometimes this is done as a
group, as each inmate kneels on his very own prayer rug and give praise to
Ali. Sometimes this is done alone in their cells. 39 yr old Abdul Shabot
kneels with his cellmate (and new lover) Jamal Fatah. The two men meditate
as they give thanks for their fortune (such as it is). They pray for their
sins, and ask for guides as lost sheep.
	Abdul was in the midst of prayer when he was suddenly grabbed from
behind, held in a choke hold while his lover continued to kneel in
meditation.

	Raymond Sherman came to Abdul's cell with a purpose, --`if he
couldn't have him, no one would!' Abdul fought silently, his voice cut off
by the thick forearm of his attacker. He clawed at Raymond's arm with one
hand, while reaching back to gouge his eyes with the other. He could feel
himself quickly losing consciousness as his air supply was cut off. Jamal
happened to hear some unfamiliar noise from behind, and
(uncharacteristically) interrupted his prayer to turn around and
look. Shock shot straight across his face when he realized his brethren was
under attack.

"Shahiem! Khaliq! Jomar! Come quick! Hurry up!" he yelled, signaling for
backup as he rushed over to aid.
	Jamal punched at Raymond's head while the 6 foot 2 inch, 200lbs
madman held tightly onto Abdul's head and neck. Jamal could see the strain
on Abdul's face as thick heavy veins popped out all over his sweating brow.
	Ray seemed unaffected by Jamal's hard hitting blows as he held
firmly onto Abdul, waiting for the last breath to leave his lungs. Other
Muslims ran in to help as they beat Raymond about the head and back. Four
hands tried to pry his strong arms from around Abdul's neck as his eyes
started to roll up into his head.

	Ray held tighter and tighter the more they hit him, determined to
take Abdul with him. Abdul struggled less and less as his arms suddenly
dropped to the floor, his body becoming limp as his light skin complexion
turned a pale tan color.
	Someone grabbed a belt, ripping off of their waist as they quickly
wrapped it around Raymond's neck and started to pull. The lack of his own
oxygen caused Ray to let go of Abdul who drooped to the floor dead
flower. Raymond tried to pry the belt from around his neck, spinning around
to attack his attacker when he couldn't get a good grip. Jamal fell
backwards onto the cell floor as Raymond came after him, trying to get the
belt from his hands. He threw punches at Jamal which the Muslim leader
shrugged them off like they were nothing. He tightened his grip around his
end of the belt as the other Muslims grabbed Raymond by his flaring arms
and held him captive.

	Ray tried to scream but the belt cut into his throat, cutting off
his vocal box. The Muslims held steady while Jamal squeezed tighter. Ray's
tongue looped out of his mouth as if trying to taste his last breath. Jamal
didn't let go, even after Raymond stopped moving and lay over top of him
still.
	Jamal squeezed for a few minutes more before finally letting
go. Ray's eyes bulged bloodshot red without blinking as he stared down at
Jamal with glassy vision. Jamal pushed Raymond aside, causing him to fall
over dead as he quickly got up in search for Abdul. Another Muslim leaned
over him, looking sorrowful as he told Jamal it was too late. Jamal pushed
the man aside and check for Abdul's pulse. He could barely detect anything
as they quickly lifted him up and carried him down to the guard's station
for help.

	A medical team was dispatched, placing a breathing cup over Abdul's
face to feed him fresh oxygen. Jamal watched fearfully as Abdul was taken
to the infirmary, his prognosis unknown as guards began to question them on
Raymond Sherman's untimely death.

Pt-7

	David Rodriguez gingerly walked into the cell of Dominic
Diaz. Dominic grinned confidently, knowing David would show up. "I heard
you were looking for me...?" said David coyly, pretending he couldn't be
bothered by Dominic's attentions.

"I thought we had a date...!" said Dominic, toying with David right back.

"Oh...? I don't recall you asking me out!" said David, seductively.

"No...?" asked Dominic, grabbing at his crotch through his prison
shorts. "You don't remember me asking if me and my boiz could pull a train
on you after I finished fucking you in the showers the other day?"

"Vaguely...!" said David, acting nonchalant.

"Well..." said Dominic, licking his sexy full lips. "...I've invited 2 of
my closest boiz over to tap some of that sweet tan boi-pussie you got!"
	David felt his asshole quiver as Dominic talked. He watched the 29
yr old stroking the length of his woodie through his shorts and wanted
nothing less than to feel it plowing directly into him. "So..., you gonna
stand there all night, or you gonna come in here and give us some of that
ass...?" he asked.

	David found himself entering into the cell as if being pulled by
some invisible force. As if on que 2 of Dominic's friends magically
appeared at the cell door. Dominic threw them the bed sheets to put up
against the prison bars to give them privacy. The last thing they needed
was someone seeing them gang fuck David Rodriguez and go back and tell his
older brothers!
	David unbuttoned his prison pants as he got down on his knees and
waited for Dominic to fish his hardon from his shorts. Dominic pulled his
brown cock from his shorts and fed it to the youngest Rodriguez
brother. David quickly engulfed it into his mouth as he started to suck the
sweet skin covered head.

"Ohhh shit...!" groaned Dominic as David stuck his tongue under the skin
and licked the sweet ball juice from the sticky piss slit while the whole
head was in his mouth.
	The other two Ricans finished setting up the sheets, and started
undressing. They watched David sucking Dominic's dick while they helped him
undress, pulling off his prison shirt and t-shirt before wrestling with his
pants and underwear.

	Soon David was completely naked as one of the two men got down on
his knees behind him and pressed his face up between David's ass cheeks. He
licked his tongue across the hairless male-hole before darting it inside to
get a gush of warm semen the boy had been holding since his earlier fuck
with Duncan.
	The man came back up coughing and spitting, expelling the taste of
sperm from his mouth as he announced; "he's already been fucked! His ass's
full'a cum!!"

"That's what your nasty ass get for eating him out!" laughed Dominic, as
David started to swallow his cock.
	The inmate aimed his hardon up to David's ready ass and started to
push in. He had to redeem himself for getting a mouthful of some stranger's
nut in front of his homboiz. He rammed his dick into David's ass hard,
burying all 7 and 1/2 meaty inches as he held onto his waist and started to
fucking.

"Damn this ass's good!" he sighed as he fucked his hips back and forth.

"Told you so...!" said Dominic, just as David's nose buried into his prison
shorts.
	David felt Dominic's entire cock lodged down his throat as he
tightened his lips and began to ascend off of it. The man fucking his ass
was a good appetizer for the cock he really wanted. David looked up into
Dominic's smoldering brown eyes as he looked back down at him and
smiled. David felt his heart flutter as he pulled back the foreskin on
Dom's dick and sucked lovingly on the head. Dominic squirmed at the
sensation before David closed his eyes and swallowed the cock whole again.

	The man fucking David (Camden) punched his dick in and out of his
hole. Duncan's stale seed lubricated the pink passage as he fucked briskly
through the clinging anal lips, watching David give Dominic oral pleasure
first hand as he had plain view from behind his bobbing head.

	Dominic wanted to save his load for David's boi-pussie, but knew as
soon as he felt the inmate deep throat him that his first load would be
going down the convict's throat.
	David could taste the sweet nectar as he sucked. It encouraged him
to go faster as he swallowed the cock again and again in an attempt to get
it to cum quickly, his stomach actually craving the handsome blatino's
load.

"Shit..., look at the hoe go!" said the third guy (Kaos) as he watched all
the action from the side lines. "He sucking that dick like he REALLY want
that nut...!"

"And he gonna get it too...!" warned Dominic, holding onto the bed rails as
he thrust his hips forward to give David all of his dick.
	David hummed happily as his mouth floated up and down the brown
Puerto Rican's hard cock. He buried it into his throat again and again,
loving how it flexed in his neck every time he buried it.

	Dominic could feel his balls starting to knot as his body
stiffened, ready to bust a nut at any second. At that same precise moment
Camden humped his dick up into David's ass and started panting. David felt
the plump meaty morsel throbbing inside him, knowing it was hosing his
inside with a fresh batch of ball syrup.

"Shit man.., I'm cumming...!!" announced Dominic just as Camden removed his
dick. David felt one dick dislodge while the other one started pulsing in
his mouth.
	He felt gush after gush of thick rich salty cum splash into his
mouth, filling his oral cavity with a creamy tide. He swallowed as fast as
he could, looking up into Dominic's panting face as his chest heaved and
his face turned an erotic expression. David drank the dick juice while
staring up into the face of the inmate, feeling his load fill his stomach
with a warm milkshake.

	Kaos waited until Dominic finished cumming before he pulled David
up off his knees and placed him in doggy-position on Dom's bed. They all
watched as David's ass cheeks voluntarily split apart, revealing the pretty
pink anus hidden between. Kaos aimed his dick up against the lips, then
sank it inside.
	David felt his anal lips stretch to accommodate the third
inmate. His cock was the shortest of the three, but thicker than
Camden's. David knew he was in for a good stretching when he felt the thick
base slam into his hole.

	Kaos used his hands to caress David's naked body, running them up
and down his smooth sides and occasionally squeezing the fine ass he was
fucking. David merely knelt there on his hands and knees as the inmate
fucked him from behind, using his ass like a pussy.
	David turned his head until he saw Dominic, the handsome blatino
was watching his hommie's dick slide in and out of David's ass while he
stroked his own semi-hardon in anticipation of going next. David's hardon
sway back and forth between his legs as he got fucked. Pre-cum dripped from
the tip, but he was holding off for a bigger climax when Dominic finally
fucked him.

	Kaos humped in and out of the beautiful ass before him, unable to
take his eyes off his own cock sliding in and out. He wanted this fuck to
last forever, but knew inevitably it would soon come to an end.
	David relaxed under the rhythmic thrusts of Kaos. The cock felt so
good sliding through him, stretching his anal lips with every deep
pass. But he knew the best was yet to come as he once again looked for his
dream man.

	Dominic caught David looking at him, his smoldering eyes gazing
over Dominic's brown muscular body like a searchlight as his taste-buds
savored the lingering flavor of Dominic's cum. Dominic smiled at David,
knowing the boy was deeply into him. He watched Kaos go into convulsions as
he started shooting his load into David's ass, screaming and shouting as if
someone had attached live wires to his balls. "Good fuck, eh...? laughed
Dominic, knowing exactly what his homboi was feeling.
	Kaos yanked his dick from David's sucking hole, even before he'd
finished coming. "That shit's addictive, Yo!" he complained, liking it too
much. He suddenly understood why a nigga would kill another nigga over some
ass! His dick was still oozing remnants of his climax as Dominic took his
place behind David. But before Dominic could insert himself, David spun
around, changing positions as he wanted to look up into the fucker's face.

	Dominic didn't protest as he aimed his dick and pressed in. He
moved in lowly and deliberately, wanting David to feel every inch of his
beating MAN.
	David stared up into Dominic's face as he waited to be impelled. He
could feel the cock stretching his ass, filling his gut as Dominic's pelvis
got closer and closer. Soon he had the entire dick buried as he ground
against David's ass. David moaned softly as his own dick flexed against his
stomach. It was all he could do not to grab it and flare away at it until
he came. He wanted to wait for Dominic, to cum when he came, heightening
their sexual experience together.

	Dominic held onto the backs of David's bare legs as he started to
fuck in and out of his ass. He could feel the smooth velvety walls sucking
his shaft as he moved back and forth. The cum of his friends lubricated the
hole thoroughly, allowing his dick to slide through easily. He watched his
dick squeezing through the flexing hole as David tightened it to his
advantage.

	Dom's 2 friends watched together quietly as the two inmates
fucked. They could tell by the look on David's face that he was falling in
love with the top man. His eyes never moved from Dominic's face as he
grunted, groaned, and panted with each inward stroke.
	Dominic looked into David's eyes occasionally, smiling seductively
as the Rodriguez boy started to fall head over heels for him. He knew he
was playing with fire, but danger had always been Dominic's middle name.

	He pushed David's legs up higher as he got more serious about the
fucking. Having cum once already, he knew he had a good wait before the
next load built. He humped up and down on top of the Rican man as he
drilled his dick straight through his rectum, massaging his sphincter
muscles and rubbing against his tangling prostate.

	David felt Dominic picking up speed as he started to fuck him
harder. The bed springs squeaked loudly under their weight as they bounced
up and down on top. Dominic grabbed onto David's ankles, forcing his knees
against his shoulders to give himself complete and total access to the anal
track. His dick never left the anal sheath once as it fucked steadily in
and out, slamming his hairy balls into David's smooth ass.
	David reached out and started to rub his hands up and down
Dominic's muscular torso. He marveled at the cuts etched through the man's
perfectly formed body. He desired to lick Dominic from head to toe,
devouring his body like an ice cream come, eating his way to the milky
center.

	Dominic fucked harder as David explored his body. He loved having
his body felt up, and David's hands were as soft as a dove. When David made
the mistake of pinching Dom's erect nipples, Dominic went wild and started
fucking him like a madman.
	David yelped at the sudden influx of powerful thrusts as Dominic'
pelvis slapped repeated into his ass, sending loud echoes throughout the
cell and into the catwalk. David twisted Dominic's nipples harder as the
man slammed him deeper, driving a human stake through David's vulnerable
ass. With a final thrust he shoved all the way in and screamed, letting
loose a fire plug of cum which roared through David's colon alike a
flood. David's own dick instantly started erupting his own seed all over
his own chest when he felt Dominic unload in him.

	Exhausted from the heavy climax, Dominic collapsed partially on top
of David, breathing hard as he tried to catch his breath. David caressed
Dominic's strong back and rubs as he held his legs open, allowing room for
Dominic's body as he finished unloading deep inside him.
	Dominic panted near David's face, both men breathing in each
other's air as their face touched for the first time. David desperately
wanted to kiss Dominic, but was afraid the desire wasn't returned. He
didn't want to do anything to jeopardize another arousing fuck session with
the blatino inmate again later.
	Dominic found himself drawn to David, his soft effeminate ways and
strong desire to please was endearing qualities for a guy like
David. Dominic found himself starting to see him not as another man or
homboi on the streets, but as a possible love interest, much like pursuing
some hot chick he wanted. He too wanted to kiss, but didn't want to appear
weak and fruity in front of his friends.

	He pulled himself out of David as he rose to his feet. David
lowered his legs as he got up from the bed, reaching for his clothes before
standing up and bumping chest with Dominic. The two men looked at each
other awkwardly before separating and going in different directions.

"So..., how was it...?" he asked as he slid back into his wife
beater. "Think you'd come back for more?"

"Anytime..." said David, trying not to show his feelings as he quickly
dressed to get to his cell before light's out.

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