Date: Fri, 25 Apr 2008 18:42:04 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the hole-56

	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/56
PROPOSITIONS

Pt-1

PRECINCT-23

	A white prison van pulled up into the lot of Precinct-23. Police
met the prison guards as they started to unload the prisoner being escorted
from Piedmont Penitentiary for a meeting with the D-A (District Attorney)
in police Captain David L. McConnell's office.
	28 year old convicted criminal Marvin Rollins was helped out of the
back of the van, his wrist and ankles shackled in chains as he hobbled into
the Precinct through the back door. Inside: Captain McConnell sat in his
office behind his desk doing paperwork and worrying about his missing
officers when Marvin was escorted in. Immediately he was impressed by the
convict's size, his muscular physique showing well through the orange
prison jumpsuit all prisoners are required to wear when outside the prison
confines. Marvin was showed to a chair opposite McConnell. Once firmly
placed, officers reluctantly left the two men alone to talk.

"So..., mr Rollins I presume...?" asked McConnell, studying Marvin from
across the room.

"Who the hell'r you?" asked Marvin from his seat. Marvin didn't know the
relationship between McConnell and Malik Jones, but McConnell was well
aware of the relationship between Marvin and Malik.

"I'm Captain McConnell, I run this precinct!" informed the Captain. "Do you
know why you're here?"

"Not a clue, man!" said Marvin nonchalantly, sitting back in his chair.

"I take it you've seen the news?" asked McConnell, getting up from behind
his desk. "If you have..., then you know that your prison warden was
arrested recently..."

"yeh..., I THINK I might've heard something about that...!" said Marvin,
sarcastically. "What's that gotta do with me?"

"I hear that you had a SPECIAL relationship with Ellis...?" said McConnell
suggestively, sitting on the edge of his desk as he watched the convict's
body language. "You were one of his flunkies behind bars, right?"

"I worked with Duke Daniels..., HE was Ellis' flunky, --not me!" stated
Marvin with attitude.

"But you're aware of some of Ellis' illegal activities...?" asked
McConnell, hopefully. Marvin shrugged his shoulders as if indicating that
he didn't know what McConnell was talking about. "Officer Malik Jones
seemed to think YOU might have some information to tell us..., information
that we could use against Ellis and possibly get a conviction...?"

"Conviction...?" chuckled Marvin, laughing at the irony of cops trying to
arrest cops.

"Yes..., a conviction! You WOULD like to see the Warden punished for his
crimes wouldn't you?" asked McConnell. "After all, what's good for the
goose is good for the gander!"

"I don't know what kinda information you THINK I have that could help you!"
said Marvin.

"Look..." signed McConnell. "...we know about Ellis' inmate slavery ring..!
But we can't PROVE it! That's where YOU come in! We confiscated his work
and home computers, but there's nothing there to tie him in that we could
use!" informed McConnell. "What would you say if we offered you a deal to
testify any information you might have on Warden Ellis...?"

"What kinda deal...?" asked Marvin, curiously.

"That would depend on what kind of information you have to offer...!" said
McConnell.
	Marvin sat back in his seat smugly, trying to decide if a deal was
really worth his time? As it was, he was looking at a five year stretch
with no parole for his crimes. A deal was definitely doable.

"Like I said..., I don't know what I could tell you?" repeated Marvin.

"How bout WHERE is Malik?" asked McConnell.

"Malik...?" asked Marvin, wondrously. "...what's he got to do with
anything...?"

"I know about your relationship with Malik Jones...!" said McConnell,
sounding a tad more annoyed than planned.

"Do you...?" asked Marvin, looking at McConnell suspiciously. "What's my
`relationship' with Malik got to do with anything?"

"Malik's been missing since before Ellis' arrest...!" confided
McConnell. "I spoke to him briefly before the raid..., and he informed me
that he was going to the prison to look for one of our undercover officers
assigned to investigate Ellis! We haven't heard from him since! If you EVER
really cared anything for Malik at all..., you'd tell me WHERE Ellis sent
his slaves! It maybe our only way of locating Malik!"

continued...

Pt-2

PIEMONT PENITENTIARY

	The large metal doors leading from Solitary Confinement opened to
allow 19 year old prison inmate Morris Jenkins to pass through from his
stint for assaulting former Muslim leader Rashad Maheed (back in chap-50,
pt-4). Morris came into Piedmont a mere kid, serving time for a car theft
and joy ride that resulted in the death of 2 people. It was during his time
in prison that he came across the Muslim Rashad, who promised Morris
protection if he joined the Nation of Islam. But instead of protecting
Morris, Rashad raped him on several occasions, making the boy his own
private bitch. Unable to withstand being at the mercy of another man,
Morris snapped and put Rashad in the infirmary for several weeks.
	Since then, he'd been ousted from the Muslim religion and forced to
strive on his own. With no real friends behind bars, it was unsure the
reception he would receive when returning back from Solitary.

"Sup Morris...?!!" yelled Genuwine, waiting for the 19 year old outside
Confinement. Morris looked around confused, not knowing if the inmate was
referring to him or another inmate with the same name. "I'm talking to YOU,
nigga! Your name's Morris, right?"

"Yeah..." answered Morris, almost unsure. The prison guard watching the
gate looked on curiously as Genuwine walked up and shook Morris' hand.

"You're Morris Jenkins, right? The guy who sent the Muslim Rashad to the
infirmary with a concussion, battered face, and 3 cracked ribs for sexually
assaulting him?" asked Genuwine, causing Morris to blush with shameful
embarrassment. "To tell the truth homs.., I'd've done more than just
hospitalize him..., I'd've killed his ass for raping me, but that's just
ME!" smiled Genuwine.

"Wha...what do you want from me...?" asked Morris curiously, hoping
Genuwine wasn't trying to con him like Rashad had.

"I have a proposition for you..." offered Genuwine, walking Morris back
towards his cell block. "I'm looking for guys to join my gang..., I think
you might have some of the qualities I'm looking to recruit!"

"What kind of qualities...?" questioned Morris.

"You're a fighter...!" deduced Genuwine. "It might've taken you a minute to
show your teeth, but once you did you did it with no backup, no guarantee,
and no idea what would happen to you when you got back out of Solitary! I'm
looking for guys who know how to handle themselves, who can throw down when
the time is right! If you join MY group, I guarantee that we'll have the
run of this prison! You won't have to worry about anybody harassing or
raping you again..., and you'll have people watching you back if Rashad or
any of his Muslim friends ever decided to avenge him!"
	With Genuwine's last statement, Morris' eyebrows rose considerably
as he had not taken into account that the Muslims might want to avenge
Rashad's assault.

"Do you really think they'd come after me?" he asked, suddenly more
frightened than before.

"Who knows..., they're all supposed to be all about Ali and forgiveness...,
but most of them are here for losing control in one form or another...,
killing people and what-not!" answered Genuwine, purposely making Morris
nervous. "But with me and my gang watching your back, you won't have to
worry bout nobody walking up behind you and shanking you while wait in the
chow line (which was what happened to Genuwine back in Chap-15,
pt-2). Think about it homs..." he said, stopping outside Morris'
Block. "...but don't wait too long..., things happen fast around here if
you know what I mean?"
	Morris watched Genuwine walk away before facing his old cell
Block. Walking through he began to notice all the Muslim inmates eyeing him
hard as he walked towards his new cell. None of the Muslim men said
anything to him, but if their looks could kill Morris would be dead by
now. He saw Rashad on the catwalk talking with several of his Muslim
brethren, one of the men tapped Rashad on the shoulder, signaling for him
to turn around. Rashad's and Morris' eyes meet for the first time since
Morris put Rashad in the hospital. For a brief moment neither man said
anything, nor did they look away. Both men seemed paralyzed in their stare
before Rashad smirked and turned away. Morris breathed a little easier as
he headed for his cell. Once inside his newly assigned cell, he saw his
space had already been violated and ransacked. The desk was overturned, the
mattress ripped to shreds, the toilet stuffed with all of his possessions,
and his personal pictures and letters from home torn to pieces on the
floor. Tears filled Morris' eyes as he noticed Muslim inmates wandering by
his cell, each looking in curiously as they waltzed by.
	It was then that Morris decided to join Genuwine's gang.



Pt-3

	Former Muslim Abdul (now known as Cameron Winters) hadn't stepped
foot in the prison's library since his former lover and mentor Muhammad
Shaheed (killed in chap-) got out of Solitary Confinement (back in chap-51,
pt-1). Cameron promised Muhammad he wouldn't go back to the library to see
Gramps (the old prison librarian) for blow jobs. But Gramps had died in the
prison Riots, just as Muhammad was no longer with us. Cameron now saw no
real reason why he couldn't go to the library to check out books or look up
information on the computer.

	The prison library was on the main floor of the prison, located in
what they called `mutual ground' and available to all the inmates in a four
cell Blocks. Cameron entered the library only to find it full of
inmates. He wandered the halls looking at the old outdated books lining the
shelves. Muhammad had been knifed in this library, killed by someone with a
grudge to settle. Cameron knew Muhammad had made more than a few enemies
over the course of his reign as Muslim leader, he bumped heads with the
Warden on many occasions. Cameron recalled the Warden even threatening to
take care of Muhammad's meddling if Cameron didn't do something to curb him
writing to the press about the prison's conditions. Then there was the
article Muhammad was working on about exposing the Brotherhood Cult when he
died. Then there was the run-ins with Rashad and the Muslims..., Cameron
saw too many avenues that could have gotten Muhammad killed. Many people
wanted to shut him up or put him down for one reason or another. Cameron
blamed himself for not being there by Muhammad's side at the time he was
attacked. There was a point in their lives when they never went anywhere
alone, always by each other's sides as they ventured through the prison
trying to recruit new members for their religion.

	After a few minutes in the library, Cameron started to notice all
the activity happening towards the back of the room. He remembered hearing
that someone had replaced Gramps as the new prison dick sucker, taking up
residence in the last aisle and even using the same chair Gramps used to
suck off inmates for the past 35 years.
	Cameron noticed all the men waiting in line to be serviced, and
wondered if he knew who the new dick sucker was? Instantly he began
thinking back to all the times he himself waited in line to used Gramps,
waiting sometimes up to 45 minutes just to feel the old man's toothless
mouth around his dick. In a world with no women and a religion which
frowned on same sex acts, Cameron found quick relief in his many visits to
the library, leaving more than a dozen loads down Gramps' windpipe.

	Now Cameron found himself getting aroused again as old memories and
feeling flooded his mind. He'd gotten plenty of relief here in the library,
getting some of the best head of his life from another man (an OLD
man). But while Cameron's dick started to tent his prison pants, he
reminded himself that he was in a new relationship with Raymond Sherman
(formally Amahd). Before seeing who was at the front of the long line,
Cameron turned tail and walked out of the library, leaving his demons and
temptation behind. But in the distance Raymond Sherman (Cameron's current
lover) saw Cameron exiting the library as he walked with one of his prison
gang members. Excusing himself from his companion's conversation, Raymond
quickly entered the library. From across the room he spotted 30 year old
Mason Miller who quickly motioned for Ray to meet him in back away from
prying eyes and ears.
	Mason was making a fortune by selling his cellmate (Davis Wood) to
inmates as the library's new cock sucker.

"I saw your boi Abdul in here..." said Mason, pulling Raymond into a deep
corner. "...what the fuck was he doing here? Does he know about our
deal??!"

"No!" answered Ray, looking at Mason suspiciously. "Was he here for a blow
job? Was he in line to see you suck boy?"

"I don't know what the fuck he was doing here...!" said Mason,
aggressively. "...but if he comes back here again, he just might find
himself in the same boat as Muhammad!"
	Before Mason could finish his sentence fully, Raymond Sherman
grabbed him up by his collar and shoved him backwards into a bookshelf.

"If you ever touch Cameron I'll kill you! Understand?!" threatened Ray,
knowing Mason to be very dangerous.
	Mason retaliated by shoving Ray back, forcing him to let go.

"Don't threaten me, asshole...!" he said, fixing his collar. "...I'll tell
Abdul why Muhammad REALLY died! What do you think he'll do when he finds
out YOU'RE the reason why his best friend's no longer here?!"

"If you tell him I'll...!"

"You'll what...?" asked Mason, daringly. "If Abdul comes around here again,
there'll be TWO seats in back of this library! I'll knock all of his teeth
out like I did Wood's, then make him my backup dick sucker! And you KNOW I
would!"
	Ray said nothing as he stood looking at Mason angrily. Without
saying another word, he silently backed away before quietly turning to walk
out. Mason returned to the head of the line, watching over inmates who paid
to use his toothless cellmate's mouth as their cumdump.

Pt-4

	32 year old Raymond Sherman went immediately to his cell looking
for Cameron. He found his lover/cellmate sitting at their desk, going over
more notes from Muhammad's personal files.
	Ray (already angry) turned furious when he saw Cameron reading over
Muhammad's notes. He'd warned Cameron about putting Muhammad ahead of them
in their relationship, and now he finds Cameron coming out of the infamous
library he was known for using for sexual gratification.

	Raymond was unable to hold back his anger when he walked in and
slapped the papers from Cameron's hands. Cameron turned around and stood up
in protest, but was quickly knocked back down after receiving a viscous
slap across the face. Before he could respond, Ray was on top of him,
holding him by the shirt as he slapped him backwards and forth
silly. Cameron never really got a chance to react before he was seeing
stars. Once Raymond was sure the fight was totally taken out of Cameron, he
ripped the bed sheets up off his own bed and threw them up against the bars
for privacy. Cameron his slowly moving on the opposite bed, barely
conscious as Ray came over and started to pull at Cameron's pants. Ripping
him naked from the waist down, Ray flipped Cameron over onto his belly to
expose his ass. Cameron tried deliriously to defend himself as Ray started
to apply lubricant to his asshole. Within seconds he was on top of Cameron,
ramming his hard manhood into the cellmate's ass. Cameron screamed aloud as
his bottom was penetrated without consent, but Raymond continued to ram
himself forth until he had every inch of his thick hard dick buried up the
former Muslim's ass.

"You're gonna LEARN your place in this relationship if I have to BEAT it
into you!" whispered Raymond after successfully sheathing his dick balls
deep as he lay out on Cameron's back. "When I tell you to do something, I
expect it to be done without question or argument!" he snarled, just as he
started to pump his hips.
	Cameron groaned in painful agony as Ray fucked in and out of his
ass, his thick fat uncut 8 inch dick ripping through the walls of Cameron's
tight backside. "When I tell you to forget Muhammad and stop reading his
notes, I mean it!" he said as he thrust his hips forward to rebury his
dick. "When I tell you to stop talking with other guys and stay clear of
other men around the prison, I mean it!" Cameron grunted from the impact of
Ray's pelvis as he drilled his dick inward once more. "And if I EVER catch
you coming from that library where you get your dick sucked again..., I'll
do a lot worse than beat you and fuck you!" he threatened as he bombarded
Cameron with another few dozen hurtful thrusts.

	Cameron groaned and grunted with nearly every inward plunge, his
body pounded against the hard mattress beneath him as Raymond's dick forced
in and out of him. "You have a hard head, Cameron..., but you NEED a man
that's not afraid to take control of you when you get too big for your
britches! You NEED someone like ME to take you down a peg and give you what
you really want! What Muhammad couldn't give you!"
	Cameron was delirious with pain as he tired to focus and listen,
but the terrible stabbing in his innards kept him from focusing like he
needed. It was at this moment that he began to realize that Amahd was not
the man he originally thought he was.

	Raymond fucked into Cameron's half conscious body harder and
harder, purposely causing him pain as he rammed his dick in and out faster
than their usual fuck. He knew Cameron liked to be made love to, to have
his ass fucked slow and tenderly, but Ray didn't want Cameron to enjoy this
fucking, he wanted him to remember this night so he wouldn't step out of
line again. Cameron felt Raymond's heavy breathing behind his back as he
dug his dick deeper and deeper into his backside. Cameron was helpless to
stop Ray from assaulting him as he lay there accepting the rape. After
about 10 minutes of unstopped sex, he felt Ray's dick swell in his asshole
before it started to spurt thick hot liquid injections deep in his
entrails. Cameron heard Ray panting hard as he came, filling his rectum
with his dispersed seed. Cameron felt every pulse of his dick as it quickly
filled him, he lay there allowing the dick to plant its seeds inside him
until Ray started to withdraw. Ray stood over Cameron's prone body as he
tucked his softening dick back into his pants. He threw a cover over
Cameron's exposed buttock before ripping the sheet down off the bars.

"Stay out of the prison library if you know what's good for you!" he said
before leaving.
	Cameron pulled a sheet over his exposed ass so nosey inmates
couldn't see him lying naked. He rolled over onto his back, looking up at
the ceiling as he remembered Muhammad and weep.

Pt-5

	In the Aryan cell Block, and new era is made as Hammer emerges as
the new Aryan leader. To commemorate the event, a party is thrown in his
honor as home-made bootleg (made out of old rooted fruit and sugar) is made
and passed around for the celebration. Prison guards keep a distance as
they allow the party to happen. The inmates party and listen to rock music
over the intercom as they get blasted. Sometime during the event, Hammer is
pulled from his drink-fest by members of his order and taken to his new
cell (Sarge's old cell which Terminator [Bruce Gardner] occupied after
Sarge's murder) where Luke and the others had two pussy-boys lined up for
Hammer's picking.

"Hot damn...!!" smiled Hammer, his dick springing a tent in his prison
pants as soon as he saw the two men {Oliver `Snake' Ross, and Rick
McDoogle).

"Which bitch do you want for the night?" asked Luke, giving Hammer his
choice. "Both of them have been thoroughly cleaned and freshened up for
you, Boss!"

"hmmm..." sighed Hammer, walking by each candidate as they stood before him
naked. He examined each one as he walked by. He eyeballed them as he
slapped their asses and pinched their erect tits while considering which
one to fuck. He seriously considered picking Snake (his former friend),
having already fucked him he knew well how good Snake's asshole felt around
his cock.
	Snake's dick started to rise up in front of him as Hammer walked
behind him and quickly shoved 3 dry fingers into his loose hole. It'd been
some time since Hammer fucked him with this thick tool, and his asshole was
starting to really crave the long white banana. But Rick McDoogle was an
ass Hammer hadn't yet had the pleasure of boning. He walked by Rick as he
studied the married man's flat but inviting ass. Rick jumped frighteningly
when Hammer touched him about is butt, squeezing the soft but firm ass
cheeks as his mind swung back and forth.
	Rick McDoogle was a married 35 years old man serving time for armed
robbery, resisting arrest, brandishing a weapon, and drug possession. He
was a skinny little sneaky man whom Hammer never really paid much attention
to until it was recently revealed that Rick had lied on Snake about seeing
him in the basement Confinement at the time of Sarge's death (way back in
chap-24, pt-2), since then he recanted by admitting that Terminator made
him lie to protect his family back home (chap-46, pt-3). This angered
everyone in the Aryan Block, putting Rick at the top of their fuck list.

"Both of them look so fuckable...!" smiled Hammer, drunkenly. "But I pick
Rick! I haven't drilled his ass yet!"
	 Rick swallowed hard, knowing his ass was in for a rough ride
tonight. Snake smirked quietly to himself, knowing what kind of punishment
Rick's ass was in for as the Block's new pussy-boy. He couldn't think of a
more fitting punishment for the man who lied on him and turned the Block
against him.

"Good..." said Luke, escorting Snake out of the cell. "We still have a
party for YOU to entertain!"
	Hammer watched as Snake was walked out of his cell, being led to
his next destination where he was sure to be fucked by the rest of the
prison Block looking for some ass to celebrate in.

	Hammer turned to Rick, who stood there naked and scared. "I know
you know what to do with that mouth...!" said Hammer, staring directly at
Rick's thin lips. "...I know you've been sucking off Warden Ellis as his
punk assistant! So..., show me what you used to do for the Warden!"
	Rick wasted no time with protests as he got down onto his knees
before Hammer and took his prize possession into his open mouth. Hammer
sway back and forth drunkenly as Rick McDoogle sucked feverishly on his
thick 9 inch pillar of manhood.

	Rick's had plenty experience sucking cock since coming to Piedmont,
having learned it's the best way of getting folks to watch your back. No
one wanted to lose a good cock sucker, so they usually protected them from
harm when anyone targeted them for extinction.
	Rick usually found men in his own cell Block, men who were willing
to blow each other mutually for trade, but things sort of turned for Rick
when he finally gave in to a long time urge and sucked his first black
cock. The awakening showed Rick that he was a slave to black men, so much
so that he started blowing the men in Confinement on a regular
basis. Eventually he ended up in Warden Dennis Ellis' officer, enlisted as
Ellis' newest assistant/cock sucker. When the Aryans discovered Rick's
deception, they no longer accepted him as one of their own, Rick was now
and forever nothing more than a pussy-mouth to be had by all.

	Hammer watched with growing interest as Rick went further and
further down the shaft. Soon enough he was swallowing Hammer's white boner
all the way down to his bloated balls. Hammer leaned back against the desk
for support as Rick gobbled down all 9 inches of thick cock meat like a boa
constrictor.
	McDoogle's hopes were that Hammer would be so impressed by his oral
skills that he wouldn't be interested in using his virgin asshole. He's
managed to avoid getting fucked all these years by becoming such a good
cock sucker, making most men cum in his mouth before they could focus on
his ass. But Hammer was different, Hammer was an ass man whom got more
enjoyment from fucking rather than sucking. After 10 minutes of intense
oral, Hammer pulled his steely hard manhood from Rick McDoogle's cum hungry
mouth and motioned for him to bend over.

"Couldn't I just suck it...?" asked McDoogle, pleadingly. "If you want to
fuck, you could fuck Snake...!"

"Are you rejecting your leader...?" asked Hammer, annoyed.

"No...n...no...!" defended McDoogle. "...I just..., I'll suck it anyway you
want...!"

"You'll also turn around and give me that ass if I want it too!" demanded
Hammer, signaling to his followers. Two men came to Hammer's aid as he told
them how his "servant" was refusing anal entry.
	The two men physically held McDoogle face down on the bed, tying
his hands and feet to the bed rims as Hammer greased the 35 year old's
asshole with plenty of lube.

"No! No! Please don't...!!" begged McDoogle, looking back over his shoulder
as Hammer positioned himself over his back and aimed his big cock up to the
tightly sealed exit. McDoogle felt the dick tip touch his anal ring before
Hammer forcibly rammed himself in, causing Rick to scream aloud as his
rectum was pierced and penetrated.
	The Aryans laughed at his pain and discomfort, feeling he deserved
every ounce of it for betraying them for Gardner (the Terminator). Hammer
managed to work his entire cock all the way up into McDoogle's tight
gripping ass, grinding his pelvis into Rick's ass as he churned his cock
around in the hot roost.

	McDoogle pulled at the restraints as Hammer began digging through
his rectum. His asshole tightened around Hammer's manhood like a vice as
the new Aryan leader started to fuck. Slowly he withdrew his cock, pulling
several inches from the tightly clinging bunghole before ramming back
in. McDoogle screamed again as the cock bore through him, the head banging
deep into his back wall as it pierced into his intestines.
	Hammer groaned happily, enjoying the fighting sphincter muscles as
they tried unsuccessfully to expel him. He fucked in and out of the tight
sore hole with increasing speed and force, wedging open the never before
fucked hole as he rammed his hips back and forth.

	McDoogle would suffer the brunt of Hammer's cock for the duration
of the night, getting fucked by the thick 9 inch piece of proud cock more
than a half dozen times before day break finally came. He lay there in bed
beaten and defeated as Hammer humped away at his ass, giving him the full
length of his dick as he see-sawed from tip to base. The first fucking
lasted for only 15 minutes as Hammer found it hard to resist the clinging
anus. He shoved all the way in and emptied his ball juice directly in
McDoogle's gut, then continued to fuck him straight through another
fucking.
	The second fuck lasted twice as long, 30 whole minutes passed as
Hammer wore a path straight into Rick's body. After cumming the second time
he took a break, smoking a cigarette as he basked in the afterglow of
sex. McDoogle had to lay there tied to the bed, waiting to get fucked again
as the guards call for "lights out!"

	The third fucking started not too long after lights out. McDoogle
felt Hammer climbing on top of him as he rammed his thick cock back into
his cum wet hole. The forceful plunge hurt, but not as badly as the first
fucking. McDoogle screamed into a pillow to stifle his yells as Hammer
fucked him for nearly 40 minutes of uninterrupted pounding.
	The forth fuck happened after Hammer awoke to take a leak around
1am. McDoogle heard him pissing in the toilet before coming back to bed and
ramming his cock into his hole. Rick felt the cock plow through him as his
anal muscles fought weakly to keep him out. After a leisure hour long fuck,
Hammer finally dumped another load in Rick's cum leaking anus. This time
instead of going back to his own bed, he slept next to Rick incase he
wanted more ass during the night. Around 4am he found himself rolling back
onto Rick's bare back as he slipped his cock back into the hole. This time
there was barely any resistance as the cock slipped in rather easily. Rick
moaned and groaned erotically as Hammer fucked him hard and fast, dumping
his fifth load of Aryan cum in his gut.

	By morning Rick's bladder was practically bursting at the seams. He
begged Hammer to let him pee as the head Aryan walked back over to the bed
and slammed his thick hard cock into the hole for a final fuck. Rick
squirmed uncomfortably as his ass was fucked a final time, his own cock
rock hard with piss as he fought to keep from unloading all over the
mattress.
	Hammer took no mercy on the trader as he fucked hard into Rick's
ass, causing the metal bed springs to squeak and strain as they bounced up
and down on the bed like a trampoline. Rick bit down hard into the pillow
to keep from making too much noise as his body was fucked, his asshole
gripping the hard cock plunging in and out of his ass with firm tightness.
Hammer lay down on Rick's back as he humped up and down, his face buried in
the married man's neck. Rick could feel the heat of his hot breath as they
fucked. Hammer grabbed a fistful of Rick's long black stringy hair, pulling
Rick's head backwards as he attacked his neck with his mouth and teeth,
suckling hard on the side of Rick's neck. Rick gasped aloud as Hammer
sucked a passion mark into his neck, his cock battering at Rick's full
bladder. By the time Hammer shot his sixth and final cum load, Rick
unloaded a wad of cum/piss mix all over the mattress bed, soaking himself
as he pissed with a painful orgasm.

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