Date: Mon, 08 Aug 2005 03:38:15 +0000
From: msmitty01@comcast.net
Subject: Daddy's Little Boy Part 6

Daddy's Little Boy

Chapter Six

   On November 4th, 1976 Jason's father David Sutherland was tried for the
crimes of statutory rape, child endangerment, and contributing to the
delinquency of a minor. David Sutherland was found guilty on all charges
and sentenced to six years imprisonment; he would serve his time at the
nearby Kentucky State Penitentiary.

   Months before the trial Jason had pleaded with his mother to drop the
charges but she stubbornly refused and during the same months he had begged
her to let him at least contact his Dad, but she had also denied him that
with a poisonous vehemence. So on the cold morning of November sixth Jason
hopped on his orange, metallic-flake Schwinn and pedaled the bike nearly
twenty miles to the outskirts of Edwardsville to the Kentucky State
Penitentiary which sat on the bank of Barton Lake like a misplaced medieval
castle.

   Jason arrived at the Penitentiary by early afternoon out of breath and
sweating beneath his sweater and coat, but his gloveless hands were chilled
to the bone. Pausing at the wide blacktopped drive he looked up at the
white stone marquis spelling out, Kentucky State Penitentiary Maximum
Security Prison in large black letters, Jason swallowed hard and tried to
still the nervous butterflies in his stomach. Imagining his Dad somewhere
behind those massive, high, granite walls, locked in some small cell
bolstered his courage. He pedaled on, driving to the parking lot then
coasting to the far edge of the pavement. He propped his bike in the grass
and followed the signs directing him to the Visitor's Entrance.

   Pushing his frozen hands deep into the pockets of his coat Jason walked
up a steep flight of concrete stairs flanked by a fifteen-foot high chain
link fence topped with loops of razor wire. At the top of the stairs he
entered a small building marked Visitor's Entry.  His palms began to sweat
as he pushed the buzzer to enter; a moment later a loud electronic buzz
accompanied by a metallic click signaled that the door was open. As he
stepped inside the inner room his eyes widened at the sight of a towering
African American guard standing behind a tall counter.

   "Please step forward," Thirty-five-year-old Franklin Ham's voice rumbled
a deep bass like the sound of distant thunder. Eyeing the slender blond boy
who had just entered Franklin had a funny feeling; the kid didn't look old
enough to be here without a guardian.

   Jason swallowed hard and stepped up to the counter, "Hi," he said in a
voice that squeaked embarrassingly.


   "Name of the inmate you're visiting?" Franklin asked making eye contact
with the nervous boy. Damn, but the kid has the greenest eyes I've ever
seen!

   "David Sutherland," Jason said a little louder in a voice he hoped
didn't quaver with nerves.

   Franklin flipped through the thick sheaves of paper on his clipboard
until he located the name David Sutherland. "Your name?"

   "Jason Sutherland," he said feeling his confidence creeping upward,
maybe this was going to work and he'd actually get to see his Dad!

   Franklin looked at David Sutherland's charges and the list of
restrictions for visitors; he was surprised to see that the man had been
imprisoned for child molestation and endangering a minor. But more than
that he was shocked to see that the minor was none other than Jason
Sutherland, the man's own son! "Jason Sutherland you say?"

   Jason felt his stomach dropping toward his feet, "Yes, Sir!"

   Glancing at the information again just to be sure Franklin shook his
head, "I'm sorry kid but there's no way you can see this inmate."

   Fighting a feeling of failure and disaml disappointment Jason pushed on,
"Why not?"

   "Kid your Daddy's in here for what he did to you and the court order
says," Franklin raised the clipboard and began to read, "'Under no
circumstances is the guilty party allowed contact with the minor Jason
Sutherland, this includes personal visits, phone calls, and written
correspondence.'"

   Fearing he was going to cry Jason hit the top of the counter with the
side of his fist, "But he's my Dad! I have a right to see my own Dad!"

   "Listen; even if you were on the list of people who could visit him I
couldn't let you in without a guardian." Franklin shook his head, "I'm
sorry kid my hands are tied."

   Anger and frustration finally carried Jason to the point of no return
and the tears standing in his eyes began to overflow and slip down his
cheeks. "It's not fair! This is all my Mom's fault! I hate living with her,
she's always drunk and she doesn't love me, not like my Dad!" his voice
caught in a hitch as more tears flowed, "Not like my Dad," he finished in a
near whisper.

   Franklin couldn't help but feel sorry for the distraught boy, and
strangely the more he looked at him the more he wanted to see of him!
Everything about the boy was sensual, his wheat-colored, shoulder-length
hair, and his skin which was a light shade of honey seemed to glow from
within. The boy lifted his head from wiping away his tears and Franklin was
floored by those huge green eyes sparkling with dew-like tears, and the
boy's moist full, red lips centered in a face that was almost femininely
beautiful. Damned if the kid didn't look like some kind of angel!

   Jason turned to go but was brought up short by the deep voice of the
guard calling him back.

   "Just a second kid," Franklin said motioning for him to follow, "come
into my office for a minute and warm yourself." He watched the boy walk
toward him and through the doorway into his office and was struck by the
almost graceful motion of the boy's movements. For some strange reason he
found his eyes drawn to the kid's ass, like two perfectly matched melons
beneath the boy's tight jeans.

   Jason entered the small room and looked around at the gray walls, gray
metal file cabinet, and the matching gray metal desk; the only color in the
room seemed to be a Farrah Fawcett-Majors poster on the wall behind the
desk. Dressed in her clinging red bathing suit Farrah played with her
blond, lion's mane and smiled her famous smile at Jason.

   Franklin went to the outside door and flipped the sign to 'Closed,' it
was past time for visitation hours anyway. Wondering to himself what the
hell he was doing he entered the office and closed the door behind him. In
the small room he was forced to stand even closer to the boy than when he'd
been at the counter and again he was struck by the strange attraction the
kid elicited from him. "Take your coat off and have a seat."

   Jason unzipped and shrugged out of his coat and then draped it over the
back of the only chair in the room aside from the one behind the desk where
Franklin sat. "Are you going to tell on me?" he asked nervously.

   Franklin sighed, "If I go by the rules I'm required by law to report
it," he said regretfully.

   Jason jumped up from the chair as fresh tears sprang to his eyes, "No!
You can't! It'll only get my Dad in more trouble!"

   Seeing the boy's angelic face twisted in pain and those damned big,
green eyes full of hurt stabbed like knives into Franklin's heart. "Calm
down now," he moved around to the other side of the desk and put a
reassuring arm around the boy's shoulder, "just calm down."

   Jason was helpless to stop the tears and through gasps and sobs he
cried, "I'll do anything, just don't tell!"

   For the first time in his life Franklin felt a purely sexual attraction
toward another male, his body responded on its own as the boy pressed
closer. "I won't tell, I promise."

   As the boy's tears subsided Franklin pulled the boy into a deeper hug,
wrapping his massive arms around the slender white boy's torso and
whispering, "It'll be okay," Burying his nose in the boy's thick blond hair
he inhaled the fresh, clean scent of shampoo and felt the first stirrings
of sexual arousal.

   "Thank you!" Jason said with relief and returned the giant black man's
hug. "Could you do me one favor?" he asked quietly.

  Oh no, Franklin thought, here it comes.

   "Could you at least take a note to my Dad for me?" Jason asked in a rush
before he lost his nerve.

   Franklin began to shake his head and tried to pull the boy's arms away
from his waist, "Whoa! Now you're asking me to really put my neck on the
line!"

   Jason resisted the guard's gentle tugs and pressed himself closer to the
man, crushing his body against the man's tall muscular body. "Please, I
haven't talked to him in months! I'll do anything! Anything!" he
repeated. Then he felt something that gave him hope and courage, the big
guard's cock was swelling and hardening beneath his dark blue uniform.

   Realizing the kid could feel his cock swelling Franklin tried with more
force to pull the boy away from him, "Come on kid."

   "Anything," Jason said sinking to his knees and pressing his cheek
against the growing bulge in the guard's pants. Then he turned his face and
began to press his lips against the hardening bulge, kissing the big, black
man's cock through the fabric where it pushed and strained against the
guards uniform pants. Jason pushed his face deeper into the man's crotch
nudging the guard's huge balls with his nose as his lips nibbled at the
dark blue fabric.

   "Holy shit!" Franklin swore as a wave of lust crested and then crashed
over and through his body. His cock rushed to a full erection tenting and
stretching the front of his pants where the kid's mouth gently kissed and
chewed at his hardness through the coarse cloth.

   "You're huge!" Jason exclaimed as he ran his hand over the guard's
crotch gripping the long, incredibly thick tube of the man's cock through
his pants. Jason reached up and gripped the tiny metal tab of the guard's
pants zipper and paused.

   He hadn't had sex with anyone since his father had gone to jail and he'd
promised himself he wouldn't be with anyone else until he could be in his
Dad's arms once again.  Jason looked up at the black giant's face towering
above him; but this horse-hung guard might be his only chance to
communicate with his Dad. Gripping the zipper tab tighter Jason firmly
tugged the tab down unzipping the man's fly.

   Franklin knew he should stop the kid before things went any further;
there were so many things wrong with this situation! Aside from the kid
being a minor, he was also a guy and Franklin had a wife waiting for him at
home, he was no fag! But his inner protests stopped as the boy's slender
fingers crept into the opening of his gaping fly and began to gently caress
his cock through the fabric of his underwear.

   Jason was amazed at how enormous the guy was and in spite of his loyalty
to his Dad he eagerly pulled the man's thick rod through the fly of his
boxers. "Wow!" he exclaimed as the guard's beer can-thick cock slipped from
the fly opening, hard and throbbing.  Jason tried to wrap his hand around
the base of the massive shaft but his fingers wouldn't reach all the way
around.

   Holding the hot, thick tool in his hand he studied the deep, rich,
blackness of the skin, the pulsing veins that snaked up and over the entire
length and girth of the massive shaft that ended in a huge plum colored
helmet-shaped head. Jason opened his mouth and flicked his tongue across
the inch-long piss slit in the swollen, apple-sized cockhead, tasting the
earthy tang of the black man's cock.

   Franklin moaned deep in his chest and wrapped his fingers in the long,
thick curls of the white boy's hair, letting the silken strands slide
through his fingers before he tightened his grip and pulled the boy's head
into his crotch. Looking down the length of his torso at his thick,
eight-inch black cock resting against the smooth whiteness of the boy's
cheek made his cock jump in excitement. With another moan he watched as a
thick clear drop of precum leaked form the tip of his dick onto Jason's
cheek. Pulling back he drug the head of his cock slowly across the boy's
face leaving behind a shiny trail until the swollen head brushed against
the kid's parted lips.

   Jason flicked his tongue out and lapped up the thick, salty precum that
had begun to flow steadily from the black man's massive cockhead. Gripping
the shaft in both hands he opened his mouth wide and forced his lips over
the enormous head taking it into his mouth. Franklin was so huge he had to
open his mouth as wide as he could to force more of the thick, black meat
into his mouth. Straining until his jaw ached; Jason could only take the
head and three or four inches of the beer can-sized shaft into his mouth.

   Franklin hissed between his teeth as he watched the white boy's lips
stretch around his dick trying to take more of him. "It's okay kid; I've
never had anybody that could swallow the whole thing."

   Jason stopped trying to force more of the monster black cock into his
mouth and instead concentrated on sucking on the flared head. He felt his
own cock swelling and growing, pushing its way down the leg of his jeans,
the musky taste and smell of black cock was driving him crazy!

   "Ooohhh, Baby!" Franklin moaned caressing the sides of Jason's bulging
cheeks. He relaxed and let the sensation of the kid's sucking mouth send
jolts of sexual excitement throughout his body. Then his eyes fell on the
round wall clock; the hands indicated that it was two fifteen, visiting
hours ended at three, which meant that the people visiting with inmates
would begin returning here in forty-five minutes at the least. "Stand up,"
he ordered.

   Reluctantly Jason pulled away from the guard's massive schlong letting
it slowly slip from his suctioning mouth until the head popped free of lips
with an audible 'pop.' Then he rose to his feet and looked up into the
strong, handsome features of Franklin's face.  "Now what?"

   Franklin answered by reaching out and gripping the hem of the boy's
baggy, cable-knit sweater and pulling it upward.

   Jason raised his arms over his head and let the tall guard pull his
sweater off. After the neck pulled over his head Jason ran his fingers
through his tousled hair and smiled.

   Franklin moved his hands over the boy's slender shoulders, down the
boy's arms and back up, his breathing quickened at the sight of his dark
hands against the smooth, hairless, white flesh of the boy. Trailing his
palms and fingers over the gentle swell of Jason's chest he leaned forward
and sucked first one and the other of the boy's tiny brown nipples into his
mouth until they both hardened.

   "Ummm," Jason moaned and gripping the back of the guard's head he
pressed the man's wiry head against his chest, the feeling of Franklin's
full lips sucking and nipping at the tiny nubs of his nipples was
intoxicating!

   Amazed at the depth of his own arousal Franklin surprised himself by
kissing his way down the center of Jason's smooth torso until he reached to
top of the boy's jeans, he glance up into Jason's contented face; "Believe
it or not, I've never done this with a guy before."

   "I won't tell if you won't," Jason answered softly as he thrust his hips
forward pressing his belly button into Franklin's soft lips.

   Taking a deep breath Franklin lifted his hands to undo the top button of
Jason's fly, his fingers brushing lightly against the boy's smooth skin as
he did. Knowing there was no going back now Franklin unzipped the boy's
jeans watching as the kid's soft white flesh was exposed inch by
inch. Jason's soft patch of pubic hair lay exposed at the point of open 'v'
of his fly, and Franklin could see the boy obviously wasn't wearing
underwear.  With a soft chuckle he said, "You came prepared huh?"

   Jason only smiled and waited.

   Franklin reached up slowly and slid his hands between the boy's jeans
and his skin, moving them until he loosened the jeans enough to pull them
down, "Damn!" he swore as Jason's thick, eight-incher sprang up and slapped
the boy's taut belly, "You're as long as I am!"

   "But nowhere near as big around," Jason said with a smile, enjoying the
shocked look on the straight guard's handsome face.

   With uncertain hands Franklin reached up and gripped the first cock
besides his own, he'd ever touched. Mimicking what he'd seen Jason do
Franklin flicked his tongue out and lapped at the swollen cockhead and was
surprised at the tart saltiness of the kid's precum. Then throwing caution
aside he opened his mouth wide and took as much of the kid's big dick as he
could into his mouth and began sucking on the boy's rigid pole.

   "Oh," Jason breathed as Franklin's hot mouth sank further and further
down the length of his shaft. He moaned again when the guard's thick lips
reached his pubic bush; Franklin had actually deep-throated him! But the
sensation was short lived as Franklin suddenly retched and gagged, pulling
away quickly, leaving Jason's cock wet and throbbing.

   "That's enough of that," Franklin said a little hoarsely, then rising to
his feet he said, "We really don't have much time."

   Jason was caught off guard as Franklin quickly lifted him off his feet
and sat him down gently on the edge of the desk. He could see the way the
fabric of the guard's shirt stretched and bulged over his muscles that
Franklin had a lean hard body. With a quick, hard tug the man pulled
Jason's jeans down and over the tops of his sneakers, he was obviously in a
hurry.

   "Get up on your hands and knees," Franklin said patting the top of the
desk with his hand.

   Like this," Jason said swinging his legs up onto the desk and
maneuvering his body until he was crouching on his hands and knees on the
desktop.

   "Just like that," Franklin said placing a hand on each side of Jason's
ass he pushed his thumbs into the boy's crack. Using his thumbs he
separated Jason's ass cheeks exposing the light, brown crinkle of the boy's
hole. Leaning forward he began to lap his thick, pink tongue up and down
the boy's smooth hairless crack, letting his tongue brush against the tight
puckered hole, he covered Jason's anus with his thick, slimy saliva.

   Jason gasped at the feeling of the man's thick tongue running up and
down the inside of his butt crack, it tickled slightly but it also made his
cock throb with excitement.

   Now that the boy's ass was slick with spit Franklin spread Jason's
cheeks wider and began to push his stiffened tongue against the boy's tiny,
brown pucker.

   Jason squirmed and tossed his head as the black guard's thick tongue
tried to push inside him, then as he relaxed he felt the slippery probing
tongue push past his sphincter and he moaned out loud.

   Using his tongue like a miniature prick Franklin began to plunge it in
and out of the boy's asshole shoving past the small ring of wrinkled brown
sphincter muscles to the deep pink flesh beyond. He paused from his
tongue-fucking to occasionally lap at the boy's hole like a dog and he
smiled at the loud moans coming from Jason's lips.

   "That feels so good!" Jason purred.

   Franklin withdrew his plunging tongue long enough to ask, "You mean
nobody's ever ate your ass before?"

   "No," Jason said shaking his head, "but I like it!"

   "Just getting you primed," Franklin said before shoving his tongue back
into the boy's twitching hole. After a few more minutes he felt Jason's ass
begin to relax even more as his thrusting tongue lubed the boy's hole,
sliming it with slick spit. Then he withdrew and wiped the spit from his
chin and slowly inserted a finger into Jason's ass.

   "Oh!" Jason gasped as Franklin replaced his tongue with his finger,
slowly shoving it deeper and deeper into his yielding ass.

   After working his finger around inside the hot confines of the boy's ass
Franklin slid in a second finger and began twisting both of them around
inside the hot slickness of the kid's bowels.

   Jason felt his ass continue to loosen under the attention of Franklin's
thick, probing fingers as they plunged in and out of his ass with twisting
thrusts, stretching him wider and wider.

   At last Franklin was sure the kid was as loose as he could make him and
he stood up so that his cock jutting from his open fly was aimed at the
kid's glistening hole. "Now just relax, I'm gonna put my dick in now."

   Taking deep breaths Jason felt the big, black guard's bloated cockhead
pressing against his wet hole, easing its way into him.

   Franklin was used to fucking pussy with his big dick but even then he'd
always had to take it slow because of his enormous girth, so he went even
slower with the kid's ass.  Little by little he inched his cock forward
until at last the bulb of his cockhead squeezed through.

   "Aaahhh!" Jason cried out in pain as the apple-sized cockhead of
Franklin's dick popped past the first ring of muscles at the entrance of
his ass. He had some serious doubts that he could take something as big as
Franklin's thick pole.


   Franklin waited until the boy's ass grew accustomed to the size of his
cockhead then slowly rocking his hips back and forth in small in and out
movements he began to feed his cock shaft into the boy's incredibly tight
ass. He had to constantly fight the urge to plunge into the kid with one
powerful lunge. Just the sight of his thick, black cock stretching apart
the twin, white globes of the boy's tender ass made him hornier than any
woman ever had!

   The urge to push with his bowel muscles was almost unbearable as
Franklin's monster cock stretched his ass wider as it inched slowly
forward; it felt like he was being split in two! As Franklin continued to
gently work his cock deeper Jason let his upper body slump forward until
his face lay flat on the desk and his outstretched hands gripped the lip of
the desktop in a death grip. As he lay slumped in this position he noticed
for the first time that a full-length mirror hung on the wall behind the
closed office door and from his position on the desk he could see his
reflection and that of Franklin behind him in profile.

   Franklin knew the mirror was there and he alternated from looking down
his body to where his cock was slowly working its way into Jason's
stretched hole and watching his reflection from the side as he gently
rocked his cock slowly into the white boy's ass.

   Breathing through his mouth Jason panted out his pain and continued to
watch in the mirror as the tall, black guard continued to ease this thick
shaft into his burning hole a fraction of an inch at a time. Finally he
watched as the last inch of Franklin's huge, incredibly thick cock pressed
into him and their reflections came together at the ass and hips.

   "Whooo!" Franklin shouted wiping away the thin beads of perspiration
that coated his upper lip, "You've got one tight ass!"

   Jason sighed and slowly pushed his torso up off the desk until he was on
his hands and knees again. With Franklin's massive, black root buried deep
inside his overstuffed ass Jason tried to relax his spastic sphincter
muscles as they clenched and unclenched painfully around the wrist-thick
base of Franklin's buried cock. "Whooo!" Jason said weakly imitating
Franklin's last statement, "You've got one big cock!"

   Franklin laughed a sound that vibrated deep in his chest, "Sorry kid,
you want me to stop?"

   Jason looked back over his shoulder at the uniformed guard and smiled,
"its okay."

   "You sure?" Franklin asked, not wanting to hurt the boy.

   Though it felt like his guts were on fire and his ass ached and
throbbed, Jason thought of his Dad and nodded, "Yeah, but go slow."

   Franklin started by slowly rotating his hips in small circles keeping
the full length of his cock buried up the kid's tight ass, trying to loosen
the boy up a little more. Then little by little the circular gyrations of
his hips became larger and faster, stirring his cock around deep inside
Jason's tight ass.

   "Hold on," Franklin warned as he withdrew a few inches of his cock then
shoved it back in.

   "Aaagh!" Jason cried out as Franklin's massive rod banged deep inside
him, stretching his ass painfully as it did.

   "Try and relax," Franklin said as he picked up the tempo, pulling more
of his cock out before shoving it back in, with each stroke he pulled
another inch out, then another until at last he was throwing the full
length of his cock in and out of Jason's hot ass. He could feel the boy's
hole dragging against the hard flesh of his cock with each outward stroke,
and with each plunge inward the boy's hot, moist tunnel clung like a
gripping sleeve to his rigid fuck pole.

   Jason let his body fall forward again splaying his arms outward, his
fingers gripping the ledge of the desk as he rested his forehead on the
desktop. As Franklin's strokes came faster and harder Jason felt the
guard's huge nuts slapping heavily against his bare ass, and he winced in
pain as the metal zipper of Franklin's uniform trousers began to scratch
and claw at the tender flesh of his ass. Over and over the tall, muscular
guard threw his weight into each thrust, driving Jason's body forward until
Jason he had to grip the edge of the desk with white knuckles to keep from
being pushed head first over the side.

   Watching their reflections in the mirror Franklin was turned on by the
sight of his thick, black tool slamming in and out of the boy's white,
round ass. With each forceful forward thrust his hips slammed into the
boy's ass causing the flesh to bounce and dance while his heavy balls
thumped against the lower half of the kid's jiggling ass. He hadn't been
this sexually aroused in years! His wife, who said he was 'too damned big,'
rarely opened her legs to him anymore, opting instead to jerk him off with
a handful of lotion. But as he watched himself giving the white boy a royal
ass fucking he knew this felt better than anything his wife had ever done!

   For Jason the minutes seemed like hours as the black guard continued to
pound his incredibly long, thick cock into his ass, raping his burning
hole. After fifteen minutes the pain became so great he was about to call
out for Franklin to stop, when suddenly something inside him seemed to
uncoil and the pain receded. Now Jason felt a strange hot pleasure taking
the place of the pain. With the agony gone he became aware of Franklin's
bloated cockhead banging against his prostate sending waves of pleasure up
his spine and back down into his cock and balls.

   Franklin felt the boy relax and his cock began to force its way in and
out of the kid's stretched hole with a little more ease, "That's it baby,
enjoy the ride!"

   The pleasure Jason felt from Franklin's stabbing cock swelled and rolled
over him in waves and suddenly he felt a warm tingling in his
groin. Looking down the length of his body he watched his soft, shriveled
cock swaying in time with Franklin's thrusts, slowly begin to lengthen and
grow, in a matter of seconds he was bone-hard, filling with blood until his
cock was so stiff it thumped against the taut muscles of his stomach. A low
moan of pleasure escaped his lips as he gave himself over to the power of
the rutting guard's pounding cock.

   Franklin smiled at Jason's fresh moans and reaching forward he gripped
the boy's shoulders for better leverage and began to fuck the boy from a
slightly different angle.  "You like that? You like that black cock up your
ass little boy?"

   "Yes," Jason said through clenched teeth, "fuck me with that big dick!"

   "Yeah, that's right holler for more!" Franklin said releasing one hand
from Jason's shoulder to reach down and slap the kid's ass with an open
palm.

   The loud Crack and sting from the slap made Jason jump and cry out in
startled pain.

   "Don't think about telling me to stop!" Franklin warned delivering
another slap to the boy's other ass cheek. Crack, another slap!

   Jason tossed his head and arched his back each time Franklin brought the
palm of his hand down across his ass crying out, "Uh!" with each new slap
and thrust from the black guard's cock that followed.

   Franklin picked up the tempo of his fucking as he alternated slapping
fist one ass cheek then the other, "Oh yeah! Tighten that as around my big
dick! Squeeze that motherfucker!"

   "Aaahhh!" Jason shouted as Franklin reached up and grabbed the back of
his hair pulled his head back sharply and twisted it to the left.

   "You see that?" Franklin asked forcing Jason to look at their
reflections in the mirror, "Watch me fuck your ass! You like having that
big, black dick up your ass don't you white boy?"

   "Yes, Sir!" Jason grunted as he watched Franklin in the mirror pound his
meat up his ass again and again. He felt his cock stiffen even more as he
continued to watch the thick, black shaft of Franklin's cock slamming in
and out of his red, hand-printed ass. The sight of Franklin's black cock
contrasting with the white skin of his ass turned him on even more. Jason
looked down at his bobbing cock and saw that his piss slit was drooling
long, silver strands of precum, dripping it in delicate swirls across the
face of the desk calendar below him.

   "I said, watch!" Franklin snapped jerking Jason's head around by the
hair again, "This black dick aint ever been in a white boy's ass before!"
he growled as his thrusts grew to a frenzied pace. "You want this black
man's cum up your ass?"

   "Yes!" Jason hissed, "Cum in my ass!" he grunted shoving his ass back to
met the oncoming thrust of Franklin's thick cock.

   "Almost there!" Franklin warned, "Gonna fill your lily white ass full of
black man's jizz!"

   "Fuck!" Jason shouted as Franklin's cock tore into his ass with
lightening thrusts that threatened to tear him apart.

   "You want my cum?" Franklin panted between thrusts.

   "Yes!" Jason moaned tossing his head back as he felt the familiar
tightness in his balls signaling an orgasm was close.

   "Aw, fuck!" Franklin shouted as he felt the rush of cum surging up the
column of his cock, "I'm gonna cum!"

   Jason could only pant in short gasps as his cock swelled and without
touching himself he began to cum, throwing long arcing spurts of sperm onto
the calendar and desktop.

   "Ungh!" Franklin grunted pulling his cock free of Jason's ass and aiming
his cockhead at the boy's twitching, raw hole. The first wad shot from his
piss slit and landed in the center of the boy's pucker where it began to
slowly slide down toward the kid's balls.  Franklin quickly shoved his dick
back into Jason's cum-slick hole shooting more jets of hot spunk as he
pushed his cock deeper and deeper.

   As Franklin's cock jumped deep inside his ass Jason's own dick continued
to spew out thick, white cum, splattering and splashing the desktop with
his slimy spooge.

   With a final violent shudder Franklin's cock jetted the last of his load
up the kid's ass and he fell forward over the boy's bent back gasping for
air.

   The last of Jason's wad dripped from his softening dick and he could
feel Franklin's hot fuck juice oozing out around his asshole and Franklin's
stiff shaft, running thickly down over his balls. Franklin had filled his
ass to overflowing with cum; seeping and trickling down over the back of
his nut sac before splattering onto the desktop below.

   They stayed frozen in position for long moments as the slowly came down
from the highs of their powerful orgasms.

   With a low whistle Franklin straightened and slowly withdrew his
half-hard cock from Jason's dripping hole. He sucked air between his teeth
when his sensitive cockhead squeezed past the gripping ring of Jason's
sphincter muscle. Then careful not to get any of the slick, dick slime on
his uniform pants, Franklin walked into the nearby small bathroom.

   Jason heard water running behind the closed bathroom door and
self-consciously watched himself in the mirror as he climbed down from his
ass-in-the-air position.  Gingerly he stepped to the floor and grimaced at
the soreness in his well-spanked, well- fucked ass. He stood waiting at the
door of the bathroom wondering how he was going to ride his bike home when
it felt like he may never walk again.

   Franklin finished cleaning up and emerged from the bathroom calm and
relaxed, his uniform still pressed and creased. "Go ahead and clean up,
I've got to check out the visitors who are leaving. Wait here in the office
until I come and get you."

   Clutching his clothes to his naked chest Jason nodded and squeezed past
the tall, black man and into the privacy of the bathroom.

   Franklin had just stepped behind the counter when he saw the first
visitors returning down the security fenced stairway leading down form the
prison yard. Straightening his tie he fixed a smile on his face and waited
for the people to begin filing in.

   After cleaning himself up in the restroom Jason had gone to the desk and
tore away the top sheet of the cum-spattered and precum-streaked desktop
calendar. Crumpling up the large sheet he tossed it into the wastebasket
thinking, Oh well, now they'll be a month ahead.

   Then taking a seat behind the desk Jason took a piece of paper and a pen
from the holder and bean to write a quick letter to his Dad. He tried to
keep it light and cheerful but made it clear that he missed and loved him
very, very much. Hew was just folding the letter into a small square when
Franklin opened the office door and motioned for him to come out.

   "Here's the letter," Jason said placing the small square of white paper
into Franklin's large, dark hand. "When can you get me his reply?"

   Franklin thought a minute, "It's too dangerous for us to keep meeting
here." He motioned for Jason to follow him as he put on his coat and opened
the door to leave. "Do you know where Stewart Nelson Park is, the one by
the river just before you cross the bridge?"

   Jason nodded, as he watched Franklin lock the small building behind him
and then followed the tall, dark-skinned man as he began to descend to
stairs toward the parking lot. "Yeah, I know where it is."

   "Why don't we meet there at five o'clock in the afternoon at the first
of each month?  Then I can give you your Dad's letters and you can give me
new ones from you."  Franklin finished as they reached the parking lot.

   "Sounds good to me." Jason said then looking over the empty parking lot
he saw only his bike and a beat up Ford pick-up parked in the corner of the
lot. The thought of riding home in the cold with his ass aching the way it
did didn't exactly thrill him.

   "You rode your bike here?" Franklin asked in wonder.

   "Yep, all the way from the other side of Culver City," Jason said with a
proud smile.

   Franklin shook his head, "You've got balls I'll give you that," then
"Look there's no need for you to drive home in this cold and it'll be dark
soon, you shouldn't be on the road at night." He motioned toward Jason's
bike, "Go get your wheels and I'll give you a ride home."

   Jason sprinted across the parking lot and by the time he'd started back
across the lot Franklin had driven his truck to meet him. Jason swung the
bike into the truck bed and climbed into the truck's cabin, "Thanks for the
ride."

   Franklin smiled, "No problem, but it'll cost you."

   Cutting his eyes sideways he gazed at Franklin's strong profile, "Like
how?"

   Reaching across the seat Franklin gripped the back of Jason's neck and
guided the boy's face toward his crotch where his cock was already stirring
to life, pushing against the confines of his boxers and tight uniform
pants. "Like this!"

   So began a relationship between man and boy that would last for years,
and even though Jason had to use sex to get what he wanted, at least he now
had a way of contacting his Dad.


To Be Continued...