Date: Fri, 21 Sep 2001 09:10:13 -0500 From: MS Subject: Daddy's Little Boy Ch. 7 Gay/Incest Daddy's Little Boy Chapter Seven (This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. This story contains sexual encounters between adults; minors and family members if this material is illegal in your area or this offends you don't read any further. The author does not condone or practice the behavior contained in this story, and remember it's only fiction! Otherwise read on, enjoy and keep the letters cumming!) On November 4th 1975 the day of Mason Smith's fourteenth birthday his Father David Smith was tried for the crimes of statutory rape, child endangerment and contributing to the delinquency of a minor. David Smith was found guilty and sentenced to six years imprisonment; he would serve his time at the nearby Kentucky State Penitentiary. Months before the trial Mason 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 contact his Dad, which she had also denied with a vengeance. So on the cold morning of November 6th Mason hopped on his orange-flake Schwinn and pedaled the bike nearly twenty miles to the Kentucky State Penitentiary. Mason arrived at the Penitentiary by early afternoon out of breath and chilled to the bone. Pausing at the wide blacktop drive with the white stone marquis spelling out 'Kentucky State Penitentiary' in large black letters, Mason swallowed hard and tried to still the nervous butterflies in his stomach. Imagining his Father somewhere behind those high, massive, granite walls, locked in some small cell strengthened 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 Visitors Entrance. Pushing his frozen hands deep into the pockets of his coat Mason walked up a steep flight of concrete stairs that was surrounded by a fifteen-foot high chain link fence. At the top of the stairs he entered a small building marked "Visitor Entrance". 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 giant black guard standing behind a tall counter. "Please step forward," thirty-five year old Franklin Horner rumbled. 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. Mason 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 had the greenest eyes he'd ever seen! "David Smith," Mason said a little louder and he hoped without a nervous quiver in his voice. Franklin flipped through the thick sheaves of paper on his clipboard until he located the name David Smith. "Your name?" "Mason Smith," he said feeling his confidence creeping upward. Franklin looked at David Smith'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 Mason Smith, the man's son! "Mason Smith you say?" Mason felt his stomach dropping toward his feet, "Yes, Sir!" Franklin glanced at the information again just to be sure then shaking his head he said, "I'm sorry kid but there's no way you can see this inmate." Fighting a feeling of failure and disappointment he 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 Mason Smith, this includes personal visits, phone calls, or written correspondence.'" Fearing he was going to cry Mason hit the top of the counter with 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 Mason 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! 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 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 an angel! Mason 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 second 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. And 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. Mason entered the small room and looked around at the gray walls, gray metal file cabinet, and 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 Mason. Franklin went to the outer 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 standing even closer to the boy than at the counter and again he was struck by the strange attraction the kid instilled in him. "Take your coat off and have a seat." Mason took a seat in the only chair in the room besides the one behind the desk, draping his coat over the back. "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. Mason 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 shoulders, "just calm down." Mason 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 for another male, his body responded on its own as the boy pressed his small body into his. "I won't tell, I promise." As the boy's tears subsided Franklin pulled the boy into a 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 sexual of arousal. "Thank you!" Mason said with relief and hugged the black giant closer. "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?" Mason asked in a rush. 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!" Mason resisted the guard's gentle tugs and instead pressed himself closer to the man, crushing his body into the tall muscular guard's 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," Mason said sinking to his knees and pressing his cheek against the growing bulge in the guard's pants. Then he began to press his lips against the hardening bulge kissing the big black man's cock through the fabric as it pushed and strained against the guard's uniform pants. Mason pushed his face further 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 crashed through his body. His cock rushed to full erection tenting and stretching the front of his pants as the kid's mouth gently kissed and chewed at his hardness through the cloth. "You're huge!" Mason 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. Mason reached up and gripped the tiny metal tab of the guard's pants' zipper then paused. He hadn't had sex with anyone since his Father had gone to jail and he'd promised himself he wouldn't until he could be in his Dad's arms once again. Mason looked up at the black giant's face towering above him, but this horse-hung guard was his only chance to communicate with his Dad. Gripping the zipper tab tighter Mason 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 picture! Besides 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. Mason was amazed at how enormous the guy must be and in spite of his loyalty to his Dad he eagerly pulled the man's thick rod through the fly of the boxers. "Wow!" he exclaimed as the guard's beer-can-thick cock sprang from the fly opening, hard and throbbing. Mason tried to wrap his hand around the base of the massive shaft but his fingers couldn't reach all the way around. Holding the hot thick tool in his hand he studied the deep blackness of the skin, the pulsing veins that snaked up and over the entire length of the massive shaft ending in a huge plum colored helmet. Mason 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 the sight of 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 from the tip of his dick onto Mason's cheek. Pulling his hips 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 partially opened lips. Mason flicked his tongue out and lapped up the thick salty precum that was leaking constantly now 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 Mason 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 stretched around his dick trying to take more of him. "It's okay kid, I've never had anybody that could swallow the whole thing." Mason stopped trying to force more of the monster black cock into his mouth and instead concentrated 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 Mason's bulging cheeks. He relaxed and let the sensations 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 only gave them forty-five minutes at best. "Stand up," he ordered. Reluctantly Mason pulled away from the guard's massive schlong letting it slowly slip from his suctioning mouth until the head popped free of his 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 sweater and pulling it upward. Mason raised his arms over his head and let the tall guard pull his sweater off. After the neck pulled over his head Mason ran his fingers through his tousled hair and smiled. Franklin let his hands move over the boy's slender shoulders, down the boy's arms then 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 Mason's chest. Then he leaned forward and sucked first one and then the other of the boy's tiny brown nipples into his mouth until they both hardened. "Ummm," Mason 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 strength of his own arousal Franklin surprised himself by kissing his way down the center of Mason's smooth torso until he reached the top of the boy's jeans. He glanced up into Mason's contented face; "Believe it or not I've never done this with a guy before." "I won't tell if you won't," Mason 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 Mason'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. With the fly fully opened he saw the boy wasn't wearing underwear, Mason's soft patch of pubic hair lay exposed at the point of the open 'V' of the fly. With a soft chuckle he said, "You came prepared huh?" Mason 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 Mason'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," Mason 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 Mason 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 rigid pole. "Oh," Mason 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 his cock wet and throbbing. "That's enough of that," Franklin said a little hoarsely. Then rising to his feet he said, "We don't have much time." Mason was caught off guard as Franklin quickly lifted him off his feet and sat him down gently on the edge of the desk. He couldn't see much because of the uniform but the way the shirt fabric stretched and bulged Mason was sure Franklin had a lean hard body bulging with muscles. With a quick hard tug Franklin pulled his jeans over the tops of his sneakers and for some reason Mason almost laughed. "Get up on your hands and knees," Franklin said patting the top of the desk with his hand. "Like this," Mason 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 and placing a hand on each side of Mason's ass he pushed his thumbs into the boy's cleft. Using his thumbs Franklin separated Mason's ass cheeks exposing the light brown crinkle of the boy's hole. Leaning forward he began to lap his thick tongue up and down the boy's smooth hairless crack, letting his tongue brush against the tight puckered hole he covered Mason's anus with saliva. Mason gasped at the feeling of the man's thick tongue running up and down the inside of his butt crack, it tickled slightly but also made his cock throb with new excitement. Now that the boy's ass was slick with spit Franklin spread Mason's cheeks wider and began to push his stiffened tongue against the boy's tiny brown pucker. Mason squirmed and tossed his head as the black guard's 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 his tongue in and out of the boy's asshole shoving past the small ring of wrinkled brown sphincter muscle 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 Mason's lips. "That feels so good!" Mason purred, "kind of weird but really good!" Franklin withdrew his plunging tongue long enough to ask, "You mean nobody's ever ate your ass before?" "No," Mason said shaking his head, "but I like it!" "Just getting you primed," Franklin said before shoving his tongue back into the boy's squirming and twitching hole. After a few more minutes he felt Mason's ass begin to relax more and more as his thrusting tongue lubed the boy's hole, sliming it with spit. Then he withdrew and wiped the spit from his chin and slowly inserted a finger into Mason's ass. "Oh!" Mason 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 working it around inside the hot slickness of the kid's bowels. Mason felt his ass continue to loosen under the attention of Franklin's thick 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 has 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 it in now." Taking deep slow breaths Mason felt the big black guard's bloated cockhead pressing against his wet hole easing itself 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. "Aaah!" Mason cried out in pain as the apple-sized cockhead of Franklin's dick popped past the first ring of muscles in his ass. He had some serious doubts that he could take something as big as Franklin's thick pole. Franklin waited as 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 just to plunge into the kid with one powerful lunge. Just the sight of his thick black cock stretching apart the twin 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 Mason let his torso slump forward until his face lay flat on the desk and his outstretched arms gripped the lip of the desktop in a death grip. As he lay slumped in this position he saw for the first time that a full-length mirror hung on the wall behind the closed office door. From his position on the desk Mason saw his reflection and that of Franklin behind him. Franklin knew the mirror was there and he alternated from looking down his torso to where his cock was slowly working its way into Mason'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 Mason panted out his pain and continued to watch in the mirror as the tall black guard continued to ease his 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 were joined at the ass and hips. "Whooo!" Franklin shouted wiping away the thin beads of perspiration that coated his forehead. "You have got one TIGHT ass!" Mason sighed and slowly pushed his torso up off the desk until he was on all fours again. With Franklin's massive black root buried deep inside his overstuffed ass Mason tried to relax his spastic sphincter muscles as they clenched and unclenched painfully around the wrist-thick base of Franklin's buried cock. "Whooo!" Mason said weakly imitating Franklin's last statement, "You have got one BIG cock!" Franklin laughed, a sound that vibrated deep in his chest, "Sorry kid, you want me to stop?" Mason looked back over his shoulder at the uniformed guard and smiled, "It's 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 he thought of his Dad and nodded, "Yeah, go slow though." Franklin started by slowly gyrating 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 Mason's tight ass. "Hold on," Franklin warned as he withdrew a few inches of his cock then shoved it back in. "Aaagh!" Mason half-choked, half-cried, as Franklin's massive rod banged deep inside him, stretching his ass painfully. "Try and relax," Franklin said as he picked up the tempo pulling more of the length 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 Mason'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. Mason let his torso fall forward again splaying his arms outward his fingers gripping the ledge as he rested his head on the desktop. As Franklin's strokes came faster and harder Mason felt the guard's heavy nuts slapping heavily against his bare ass. And Mason winced in pain as the metal zipper of Franklin's uniform trousers began to scratch and claw at the tender flesh of his exposed ass. Over and over the tall, muscular guard threw his weight into each thrust driving Mason's body forward, until Mason was gripping 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 doubly turned on by the sight of his thick black tool slamming in and out of the boy's round white ass. With each forceful forward thrust his hips slammed into the boy's ass causing the flesh to bounce and dance as 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 jerking 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 Mason the minutes seemed to drag by 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 just as quickly something inside him seemed to uncoil and the pain receded. Now Mason felt a strange hot pleasure taking the pain's place. With the pain now gone he was aware of the sensation of the thick black cockshaft banging against his prostate sending waves of pleasure up his spine and into his balls. Franklin sensed 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 Mason 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 it began 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 in to the power of the rutting guard's pounding cock. Franklin smiled a half smile at Mason's new moan 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," Mason said through clenched teeth, "fuck me!" "Yeah, that's right holler for more!" Franklin said releasing one hand from Mason's shoulder to reach down and slap the kid's ass. The sting and loud 'crack' from the slap made Mason jump and cry out in startled pain. "Don't think about tellin' me to stop!" Franklin warned delivering another slap to the boy's other ass cheek. 'CRACK' the sound echoed through the small room. "Take that dick like a bitch!" 'CRACK' another slap. Mason 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. Franklin picked up the tempo of his fucking as he alternated slapping first one ass cheek then the other, "Oh yeah! Tighten that ass around my big dick! Squeeze that motherfucker!" "Aaahh!" Mason shouted as Franklin reached up and grabbed the back of his hair pulling his head back sharply and twisting it to the left. "You see that?" Franklin asked forcing Mason to look at their reflections in the mirror, "Watch me fuck your ass! You like having that big black dick up your ass white boy?" "Yes, Sir!" Mason grunted watching in the mirror as Franklin pounded 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 and the large red hand shaped whelps only turned him on more. Mason looked down at his bobbing cock and saw that his piss slit was drooling long silver strands of precum, dripping it in thick swirls and spatters on the desk calendar below him. "I said watch!" Franklin snapped jerking Mason's head around by the hair, "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!" Mason hissed, "Cum in my ass!" he grunted shoving his ass back to meet 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!" Mason 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!" Mason 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!" Mason could only pant in short gasps as his cock swelled and without touching himself he began to cum throwing long arcing spurts of cum onto the calendar and desktop. "Ungh!" Franklin grunted pulling his cock free of Mason's ass and aiming his cockhead at the boy's twitching hole. The first wad shot from his piss slit and landed in the center of the boy's raw hole where it began to slide down toward the kid's balls. Franklin shoved his dick back into Mason'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 Mason's own cock 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 Mason's wad dripped from his softening dick and he could feel Franklin's hot fuck juice oozing out between his ass and Franklin's stiff shaft running thickly down over his balls. Franklin had filled his ass to overflowing with cum; it seeped and trickled down over the back of his nut sac before dripping and splattering onto the desktop below. They stayed frozen in position for long moments as they slowly came down from the highs of their powerful orgasms. With a low whistle Franklin straightened and slowly withdrew his half-hard cock from Mason's dripping hole. He sucked air between his teeth when his sensitive cockhead squeezed past the gripping ring of Mason'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. Mason heard water running behind the closed bathroom door and self-consciously he 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 and 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 military smooth. "Go ahead and clean up, I've got to check out the visitors leaving. Wait here in the office until I come and get you." Clutching his clothes to his naked chest Mason 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 from the prison yards. 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 Mason 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 Mason took a piece of paper and a pen from the holder and began 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. He was just folding the letter into a small square when Franklin opened the outside door and motioned for him to come out. "Here's the letter," Mason said placing the small square of white paper into Franklin's huge 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 Mason to follow him as he put on his coat and opened the door to leave. "Do you know where Stewart Neilson Park is, the one by the river just before you cross the bridge?" Mason nodded, as he watched Franklin lock the small building behind him and followed the tall dark skinned man as he began to descend the 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." Mason 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," Mason 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 after dark," he motioned toward Mason's bike, "Go get your wheels and I'll give you a ride home." Mason sprinted across the parking lot and by the time he'd started back across the lot Franklin had driven his truck to meet him. Mason 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 Mason's neck and guided the boy 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 the next three years. And even though Mason had to use sex to get what he wanted at least he had a way of contacting his Dad. To Be Continued.