Date: Fri, 18 Jul 2008 16:33:53 -0400
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: hole-68

	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/68
PRISON PLANTATION-1

PRELUDE

	Malik Jones awoke in the back of a black van, his head and hands
locked in an old fashion wooden stockade, his ankles chained and shackled
to the base of the van floor. Immediately Malik became acutely aware that
he was being fucked anally from behind. He couldn't see who was fucking
him, but by the volume of cum dripping from his abused asshole, he knew
that it wasn't the first dick to fuck him since his unconscious state.
	He could tell that they were moving as the van bumped along the
road doing about 50 to 60 mph. Malik started to get a sense of his
surroundings, even though he couldn't turn his head to see behind him.

	Off to the side he could see former officer (turned convict) Joseph
Justine equally shackled to the floor of the moving van. On his back, he
was currently being fucked up the ass by a white man who held Justine's
knees pushed all the way up to his shoulders, doubling him in half as the
man did pushups into the ex-officer's ass.
	From behind Malik could hear the continuous grunts of officer
Cortez, who was undoubtedly also shackled and fucked by another man out of
Malik's sight range. Ball gags kept all three prisoners from speaking or
screaming aloud.

"aww..., aww fuck, yeah..., aww yeah this's some good, good ass!" groaned
the man fucking Malik. Malik could feel him gripping his waist tighter as
he fucked harder into his bare ass, driving his dick ever deeper as the cum
sloshing around inside him made fucking easier.

"Niggers always have good asses to fuck..." said one of the other men (the
one fucking Cortez). "But this Rican bitch is tight as a motherfucker! I
don't think he's had the experience the other two've had with cock!"
	Cortez grunted aloud as his rapist picked up the pace and started
fucking him savagely. He liked the idea of breaking in the Rican spic,
shoving his thick white cock all the way up into the inmate's ass as he
grabbed him tightly about the shoulders in doggy position, cumming a geyser
of hot steamy cum up the Rican's sore and ravaged ass.

	Malik heard the man cumming inside Cortez just as the man fucking
him turned up the speed. He hammered hard into Malik's asshole with hard
deep strokes until his dick finally expanded and started hosing ropes of
thick clogging cum deep into Malik's massaging canal.
	Not far away the man fucking Justine speared his long cock all the
way up into the ex-cop's anal chute and came, firing round after round of
rich gooey sperm into his loosened cum clogged colon. The man shook and
trembled as if having seizures as his orgasm hit, losing all of his
precious man-seed into Justine's juicy bowels. Just then the van stopped as
the 3 rapists removed their cocks and began to get dressed.

"Alright girls..., end of the line!" said the driver, pulling open the back
doors as the bright morning sun beamed into the previously darkened van,
--stinging the prisoner's eyes.
	The 3 men began to unlock the prisoners from the floor of the van,
but kept them draped in shackled chains to keep them from fighting and
trying to bolt for freedom. "Welcome to your new home away from home,
ladies..." said the man, a rather large oversized potbelly man wearing a
mid-western policemen's uniform. "...welcome to the Prison Plantation!!" he
smiled, as Malik, Cortez, and Justine took in the small mid-western town of
predominately white settlers.

Pt-1

	The three new arrivals were roughly escorted (naked and gagged)
from the van, and taken into the back of one of the town's Official
Buildings where they were forced to submit to a shower. Men dressed in
rubber rain gear washed them thoroughly with brillo pads, scrapping the
steel wool against their skins.
	After cleaning they were taken into a doctor's office where they
each were given a complete physical. The Doctor (along with his assistants)
checked the men's height, weight, body fat, eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and
teeth (removing the gags) before forcing them to bend over to bare their
asses. When either Malik or Maleece tried to explain their innocence, they
were viscously slapped back into compliance and re-gagged as the Process
continued.

	The Doctor used his fingers to examine each inmate's asshole,
shoving his greased gloved digits as far up their asses as their sphincters
would allow. The Doctor checked their prostates to make sure that they were
healthy specimens and not facing serious ailments, as well as the
elasticity of their holes.
	Maleece (the Puerto Rican inmate) was fitted in the best physical
condition, with his asshole being the tightest of the three as the Doctor
eased his curious finger in and out of his hole. The Doctor believed
Maleece might had still had been a virgin, if not for the obvious rape he
occurred during transport. The Physician anointed Maleece's sore irritated
hole with ointment to soothe his pain and relieve some of the swelling of
his anus. Malik (the African American inmate) was given the next best bill
of health. The Doctor could tell by the shape of Malik's colon that he was
quite used to using his anus to pleasure men. In fact the good Doctor used
three fingers in Malik's ass, twisting and turning them to test the limits
of his ring. And finally Justine (the Caucasian inmate) was sighted in the
worst physical shape of the three. The Doctor could easily tell by
Justine's slim frail physique that he was malnourished and under weight
(having lived in A-Block on a diet consisting mostly of sperm). When he
checked the man's anus, he was shocked to see how badly abused it was. The
swollen anal lips cracked open permanently as the ruined anal ring gave
way. The Doctor was able to get all four of his fingers into Justine's ass
easily, followed by his thumb, and with very little effort his entire
fist. Justine groaned aloud as the Doctor pushed his entire hand up into
his ass, forcing in well past the protective wrist of his rubber glove.

	After the physical the three inmates were forced to submit blood
and piss samples for the medical records. Just when they thought the
degrading check-up was over, they were each strapped to 3 upright standing
tables. The Doctor's assistants greased the three men's genitals before
stroking them to full erections against their wills. Then the Doctor took
measurements of the length and width of each man's dick, as well as the
heft and weight of their full ball sacks. Once done his assistants fitted
the prisoner's greased cocks through a circular hole and latched them
inside a tube with a long hose connected to a portable generator.
	Both Maleece and Malik looked at each other with frightened
expressions as the machine was turned on, and the tubes began to tighten
around their cock bases. A suction started to make their cocks grow harder
as the machine began to milk their manhoods and give them expanded
erections.

	Maleece struggled to break free when the machine started to
suck. He couldn't take anymore degrading torture as he tried desperately to
free his hands. He fought against the leather straps which held them firmly
in place. His eyes widened when he heard the erotic groans of Joseph
Justine, then saw his pulsating cock erupting semen straight into the
tube. Justine groaned heavily as his natural essence was extracted from his
body with force. Maleece then realized that the Doctor intended to milk
them like horses, forcing them to submit semen samples for his tests.

	Malik was the next to fall to the Doctor's expert sucking
devise. He fought to keep from cumming, his muscles tensing under the
strain as his dick suddenly swelled inside the suction tube. Maleece knew
his friend was a goner when he saw the exquisite look of ecstasy on his
face. Malik groaned aloud then his dick started to explode, losing it's
precious seed as his cock released spurt after spurt into the machine's
forceful jets.
	Maleece watched Malik's body go limp after climax, the generator
still pumping as the motor blared noisily throughout the room. Maleece
became determined to be the only one who didn't give up his precious
nectars to the manmade device. He refused to let the Doctor have the one
resource he pledged to his lover alone. He tried to refocus his mind on
other thoughts and not on the sensational suctioning happening to his
cock. He thought of some of the worst things imaginable to keep from
enjoying the pleasurable suction making his manhood feel good. Sweat
started to break out on his brow as he began to lose the battle. Weakly he
looked over at Malik and Justine to see what was in stored for him next
after they forced out his load? He was horrid to see that his two
companions were still hooked up to the milking machine, both still
suffering the awful affects of its divine sucking.

	Maleece felt his cock swell inside the clear plastic tube just as
his balls released their load. White streaks of sperm could be seen being
sucked down the tube's hose and into the machine (and into a test
tube). Maleece moaned into the gag as he came hard and heavy, losing much
of his energy along with the climax.
	The Doctor suddenly appeared, taking notes and listening to
Maleece's heart rate through a stethoscope.

	One by one each man fell to the machine's sucking devices again,
losing another round of loads to the machine for the Doctor to analyze. By
now their cock needed rest, but the machine continued its awful suction,
not allowing them to lose their erections for a single moment.

	The third climaxes were bordering painful. Justine was the first to
fall again as his sore red cock pulsated painfully, signaling his next
orgasm. He cried exhaustedly into the mouth gag as his weak balls churned
out a baby load of semen.
	10 minutes later Malik (perspiring profusely) started to groan in
agony as his balls too began to squeeze out the remnants of an orgasm. His
head fell forward as the machine continued to suck his swollen cock.
	5 minutes later, Maleece lost his third and final load. The Doctor
seem somewhat impressed as Maleece's third load (though not quite the same
volume as the first and second) was quite sufficient.

	The good Doctor allowed each specimen to be unhooked from the
machine, and lowered from the tables. The assistants dragged their limp
bodies into the basement of another building where they were thrown into a
dungeon like holding cell where they were chained by their ankles like dogs
in a kennel.

	As soon as the assistants left, (closing and locking the door
behind them), Maleece reached up and untied the gag from his mouth. He
looked around the large room, spotting various devices of torture, and
wondered what the hell did he get himself into?

"Malik...?" he whispered, crawling over to the former cop turned
correctional officer. "Malik..., wake up!" he said, untying the gag from
the back of his head as well. Gently he slapped Malik against the facial
cheek, jarring his senses as the 26 year old CO started coughing.

"Where..., the fuck'r we...?" he asked, peering around the room before
noticing the leg irons placed around their ankles, preventing their
escapes.

"Hell if I know man..., how you feeling?" asked Maleece.

"Like someone put my nuts inna blender!" complained Malik, holding his
private parts.

"Good..." said Maleece, "...so do mine!"
	The two men helped each other to stand up as they surveyed the
room, and the shackles keeping them prisoners. "Looks like the chains allow
us to move around a good 10 feet, but that's it!" he said, pulling at the
base of the chain which was bolted to the floor.

"It allows us to reach the toilet area and shower here...!" said Malik,
limping towards the other side of the room.

	Maleece found a rusted old pot full of fresh water and a ladle. He
spooned out a good amount, then turned it up to his lips. "At least they
gave us fresh water...!" he said, drinking it down before retrieving
another.

"Apparently they intend to keep us alive...!" said Malik, studying the room
and its torture devices. "...but I'm afraid to ask what for!?"

continued...
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Pt-2

PHILADELPHIA

"I've been watching you..." said Tempest, making Marvin's skin chill. "You
look like you know how to handle yourself inna bedroom!" he added, giving
the convict an unexpected compliment. "I'm offering you a VERY rare deal,
hommie..., one that not a lot of nigga's get offered!"

"Okay..." said Marvin, waiting for the punch line.

"I'm offering you the rare opportunity..., to FUCK TEMPEST WILLIAMS!"
	Marvin's eyes popped wide open. Did he just hear correctly?

"You want me to..., to..." he asked, waiting to be corrected.

"I know whatcha thinkin'..." said Tempest, walking back into the living
room. "A lot of niggas view a man getting fucked as being weak...,
especially in prison where YOU just came from. I bet you forced a lotta
muthafukas to bend over to take your shit..., am I right?"

"Yeah..." answered Marvin.

"Yeah, I can tell! But we both know I ain't no weak muthafuka!" said
Tempest, stating an obvious fact. "Yeah I been raped before when I was a
kid in juvey, and raped and stabbed by those Aryans pussies when that
asshole Ellis set me up in prison..., but I don't let no niggas fuck me
that I don't step to to offer that shit up to! You feel me? I've had guys
in my gang that I let run up in me when I wanted it, and I treated them
well! But I made sure they kept that shit onna low-low, or I would've had
to put a fuckin' bullet in their brains!" explained Tempest. "I like
you..., -I'm offerin' you that same deal I offered them! You can work for
me in my gang as one'a my boiz and give me dick whenever I'm inna mood to
let you run up in me..., or you can leave here and take yur chances out
onna streets! You down with that?"

"I, uh..., I dunno Temp'..., I mean..., you one of them niggas I admire
n'shit..., I dunno if I can that to somebody I look up to like that!"
explained Marvin, fearing Tempest's crazy street reputation.

	Tempest stepped up to Marvin, staring him directly up into his face
as he reached into his pocket and pulled out something. "You can do it..."
he said, putting his hand up to Marvin's face. "...you can do it if you use
this!"
	Marvin saw a small white stick (resembling a cigarette) in
Tempest's palm, and knew instantly that it was the white powder
Sextasy. Tempest wasn't asking Marvin to fuck him, he was demanding it.

	Tempest handed the drug to Marvin, then told him to come back into
his bedroom when he finished. Marvin took the drug, feeling his manhood
drop a notch as he started to feel like one of Tempest's Stable Girls,
forced to fuck even when they didn't want to!
	Marvin sat down on the sofa as he contemplated his option. He could
go back to the District Attorney's office and have them hide him again,
hoping that Ellis wouldn't find him and finish what he started. Or he could
run..., but where would he go? And what would happen to him when Tempest
eventually caught up with him?

	Marvin looked back down at the small hard stick of dust, his heart
racing a mileaminute. He purposely stayed away from this stuff because it
was highly addictive and dangerous. But he honestly didn't think he could
fuck Tempest Williams unless he was stoned out on it. Reluctantly he broke
it in half, then raised the pieces up to his nostrils, made a tiny prayer,
then breathed in a deep breath full through his nose.

Pt-3

	Tempest waited in his room patiently as Marvin knocked gently on
the door. "Come in!" yelled Tempest as Marvin twisted the knob and walked
in. Tempest was lying on his bed, stroking his 9 and 1/2 inch hardon when
Marvin came into the room. "Get naked!" he ordered as Marvin numbly started
to peel off his clothing.
	Tempest stroked his hard dick as Marvin peeled off his form fitting
body shirt, and then unbuttoned his knee high jean shorts. Tempest saw
Marvin's thick limp dark dick come into view, resting over his hairy ball
sack.

"You ever suck dick...?" asked Tempest, wanting to see the big man on his
pipe.

"No...!" answered Marvin, his stomach housing fluttering butterflies.

"Time for you to learn, nigga! Get over here!" ordered Tempest.
	Marvin walked over to the bed, dreading this day as he bend his
head down over Tempest's rod. Marvin had never taken another man's dick in
his mouth before, sure he'd eaten a man's ass from time to time when he was
just about to plow it good and deep with his big dick, but sucking dick was
for punks and pussies. He looked down at the drug lords' thick 9 and 1/2
inch curved crowbar, and felt as if he were about to puke. "C'mon nigga...,
it's just a dick...!" said Tempest, grabbing the back of Marvin's head and
lowering it down onto his dick, making Marvin accept his first mouthful
orally.

	Marvin felt Tempest's wet dick head pierce his open
mouth. Instantly he could taste the sticky dew drops of his pre-cum. When
Marvin tried to pull back, Tempest pressed down harder on his head, making
him go lower. "Yeaaahh man..., that's how you suck dick...! Take it in your
mouth...! Yeah! Go up and down..., yeah, just like that! Suck that dick,
nigga! Suck it!" ordered Tempest.
	Marvin found himself bobbing his head up and down over the drug
lord's manhood, taking a little more than the head into his mouth as the
huge head filled his oral cavity to capacity.

	Marvin hated having to blow Tempest. He couldn't think of anything
weaker than letting another man take control of him. His muscles tensed
every time Tempest pressed down on his head, trying to make him go deeper
as he shoved more and more dick into his open mouth.
	To Marvin's surprise, Tempest reached down between his legs,
grabbing his own dick as it swung limp with his low hanging balls. Tempest
stroked the fat soft dick up and down, getting a good feel of its weight as
it lay dead in his hand.

"The drugs should be kicking in any time now...!" informed Tempest, knowing
how long it takes Sextasy to course through the bloodstream.
	Marvin felt his blood pressure starting to rise as his face became
flush. His mind started to swirl and become light headed while Tempest
decided to take full advantage of his vulnerability by forcing his face
further down into his crotch. Marvin felt the big long dick forcing into
the back of his mouth, making him gag as the dick head banged into the
start of his throat.
	Tempest lay back in bed, holding the muscle man with both hands by
the head. Marvin's mind went into a tailspin just as Tempest started to
fuck up into his mouth, humping his hips while pulling Marvin's head down
towards his lap. His dick slid back and forth in the convict's mouth, the
head bumping repeatedly into the start of Marvin's throat. Marvin gagged
every time the dick head pressed too far back. Tempest started a good
rhythm, pumping and humping back and forth until Marvin was taking nearly
half his 9 inch curve.

	Spit dripped down the sides of Tempest's digging dick, soaking into
his pubic hairs and along his ball sack. Marvin gagged and gurgled as
Tempest continued to ram forth. He buried his dick head further into the
inmate's throat with each passing thrust. Marvin felt his throat started to
balloon as the dick went further down. His nose began to run as his nasal
passages opened. Tempest fucked up into Marvin's face while holding his
head, pressing harder and harder until Marvin finally pulled back and broke
free.

"Damn man...!" was all he said as he took a breather.
	Tempest continued to stroke his hard dick, looking Marvin's big
boss body over as he scooted down in the bed and started to take Marvin's
dick into his mouth.
	Marvin knelt there on the bed, surprised as Tempest stretched his
mouth to fit his growing girth. Marvin's dick got bigger and bigger as
Tempest used his tongue to tease and lick the fat round head.

"That's a lotta fuckin' dick...!" he said to himself, pulling back to look
it over. He estimated it to be about the size of his partner Pooh's, except
prettier. Tempest had seen the big man's dick often enough since becoming
partners, as Pooh took to fucking Tempest's Stable Girls more and more
often. In fact he had Jake back at his place in west Philly at that moment,
most likely giving the handsome white cop's ass a hard work over.
	Tempest admired Marvin's dick, it was 10 solid inches of thick hard
muscle, standing straight out from his body like a tree branch. Tempest was
sure he could take it (he'd had bigger), but decided to sweeten the pot by
rolling towards his nightstand and picking up a Sextasy Stick of his
own. Marvin watched as Tempest broke the stick in half, then shoved both
pieces up his nostrils and breathed in deeply.

	Tempest grabbed Marvin and pulled him down on top of him. Marvin
was once against shock when Tempest (the big strong drug dealer that he
was) opened his mouth and sucked Marvin's lips inside.
	Marvin was forced to submit a sloppy wet French kiss to the drug
dealer, swabbing tongues and swapping spit as Tempest pulled him down on
top of him for a slow grind.

	By now Marvin was feeling the effects of the drugs. His rock hard
dick pulsed against Tempest's stomach as he humped off on top of
him. Tempest parted his legs, making room for Marvin's big body mass. Their
dicks rubbed back and forth against each other in a sword fight while
Tempest waited for the drugs to enter his own system.

"Alright man..., let's do this shit...!" he finally said, breaking the kiss
and leaving Marvin wanting more.
	Marvin watched as Tempest reached for a bottle of lubricant. He
anointed a generous amount to his own asshole, as well as Marvin's big
thick tree branch hardon. He poured a tiny amount of the drug Sextasy onto
his fingertips, then massaged it into his hole and the tip of Marvin's dick
as well. "That oughta make things interesting...!" he said as he got down
into doggy position. Marvin maneuvered behind him, his big dick aiming at
Tempest's ass as he reached out and touched the boss man's buttock, pulling
the cheeks apart and bare the greased asshole.

	Marvin stared down at Tempest's hole, having to admit that it was
something he honestly thought he would ever see. The hole still looked
tight, despite the rapes Tempest admitted to have suffered in the past. A
bushel of black curly hair lined around the puckered entrance, making
Marvin's dick yearn for the opening. He fisted his thick hardon then aimed
it up to Tempest's hot spot and gently pushed in.
	Tempest's asshole fought entry, squeezing tightly as he grit his
teeth, baring the piercing pain that shot straight up to his brain as his
asshole started to stretch and expand while Marvin's fat dick head started
to pry him open and slip inside.

	Marvin watched his dick sliding into Tempest. The tight gripping
asshole squeezed about his shaft like a vice as he sank in deeper. He
listened out for sounds of Tempest's disapproval, making sure he didn't go
too fast or too deep too quickly, he didn't want to make the mistake of
hurting him and accidentally receiving a death sentence like the one
Chauncey got (chap-62, pt-2).
	Tempest lowered his head onto the pillows as Marvin guided his dick
into his bowels, grounding his pelvis into Tempest's bare bottom to give
clear indication that he had successfully sheathed all 10 inches of his
manhood inside the drug lord's stuffed ass. Tempest moaned as his asshole
was filled to the brim with dick. Marvin was one of the thickest dicks he'd
ever taken (voluntary of involuntary). He endured the pain, remembering
that pain was what spawned him.

	Marvin started to slowly move his hips back and forth, testing the
elasticity of Tempest's hole with shallow thrusts as Tempest's anal ring
was starting to numb (thanks to the Sextasy he lubed it with), this allowed
Marvin to dive in and out without really causing Tempest any serious
discomfort (at least not until the drugs wore off).
	Tempest felt his head starting to go light as the drugs started to
hit his system. His anus relaxed just as Marvin started to pump in and out
of it freely. Tempest groaned softly, loving the way the muscle man's dick
stretched his hole. His own dick lay brick hard between his legs, leaking a
steady stream of sticky pre-cum onto the bed sheets beneath him. Marvin's
dick started to slip in and out of him, massaging his flexing sphincter
muscles as his body got used to the pain and began to open up. In no time
he was taking the dick in stride, allowing Marvin to hump away behind him
at a steady pace, driving his fat dick in and through his silky rectum.

	Marvin held onto Tempest's hips as he fucked the boss from
behind. He couldn't believe in a million years that would be willing
getting ass from one of the most ruthless drug dealers in the city's
history! He watched in amazement as his dick fucked in and out of the
boss's hole, hearing Tempest grunt with each inward thrust he made into his
ass as he fucked his dick in up to the root. Marvin wondered just how many
dicks Tempest had willingly taken? Just who were the guys he allowed to
fuck him from his crew, and was Pooh one of them?
	The sounds of Tempest groaning like a whore as he stroked his own
dick from below, his face buried in pillows with his ass hiked high in the
air, --resembled many of the bitches Marvin fucked over the years. Marvin
couldn't help getting big headed by the thought of topping drug lord. Not
many men could say they fucked Tempest Williams and live to tell about it!
He wondered what people would say if they learned Tempest really yearned to
be a bottom bitch! All his years of drug dealing, smuggling, murdering, and
turning men into girls were just a front for what he really wanted..., a
big hard stiff dick stuffed all the way up his shitter!

	Marvin noticed Tempest starting to push back at him, spearing
himself on his thick dick and making it drive in deeper. Marvin knew
Tempest was an ass he had to have again, --no way something this good and
hot could last a long time without wanting (needing) another hit real
soon. And with the way Tempest was starting to squirm on the end of his
tool like a fish on a hook, Marvin knew Tempest would be calling him again
sooner than later!

	He tightened his grip on Tempest's waist as he started to fuck
harder, giving the boss what he wanted. Marvin put his weight behind his
thrusts, using his 250 lbs of solid muscle for ram his dick through
Tempest's bowels like a battering ram. He watched his dick disappear up
into Tempest's ass, his body jerking from the force of each impact. Marvin
knew he had the drug dealer right where he wanted him, in the palm of his
hand. He was just seriously about to turn up the heat when Tempest suddenly
told him to "stop", making him pull out.

	Reluctantly Marvin removed his bloated dick, leaving Tempest's
asshole agape as he quickly rolled over onto his back and lifted his legs
into the air (in missionary position) for more dick. Marvin repositioned
his dick at Tempest's hole and slid in, sinking all the way in up to his
balls. He studied Tempest's blissful facial expressions, using them as
reference as he continued his fuck.

	Tempest's eyes were closed as he settled back in bed and let Marvin
pick up where he left off. The drugs had started to hit them of both as
Marvin resumed his fuck and Tempest's brain started to loop with delirious
delight. His mind and body were feeling good as he lay there getting fucked
up the ass. He couldn't remember the last time he let a guy go wild on top
of him. The cocaine on the tip of Marvin's dick would insure Marvin lasted
a long time, keeping him from nutting as his dick head would go numb and
insensitive.

"Shit man..., fuck that ass! Give me that dick, nigga!" spurred Tempest,
egging Marvin on. "Show me what you workin' with, man! Beat that ass up
with that dick!"
	Marvin started to fuck harder. His head was already high on drugs,
impairing his logic as he fucked Tempest as if he were one of his
whores. All he wanted to do was fuck some ass and bust a big nut. He no
longer cared that he was fucking Tempest Williams, all he was was another
asshole waiting to be cummed in.

	Tempest encouraged Marvin to go wilder, letting him use his ass as
a punching bag as he forcibly shoved his big dick into the tiny spread
hole. Tempest's insides were now beginning to numb thanks to the Sextasy
laced inside. He could barely feel any pressure inside his rectum as Marvin
fucked him harder and stronger. He looked up at the convict, his big
muscled chest all puffed up with tension as his body heaved. His arms
flexed with every pushup, causing muscles to pop out of muscles. Tempest
couldn't help admiring the big guy's boss body, he was in excellent
physical shape.
	Marvin's eyes were closed as he fucked into the sweet snug hole
beneath him. His mind was on a trip as his body floated amongst the
clouds. He hadn't been in anything even remotely this warm and sweet since
Malik..., or his little brother Jeffery. Marvin's mind went back to when he
fucked his younger brother in his parents basement, turning him into a
pussyboi just so he could have a steady piece of ass around the house at
all times (check out the 2nd series of `Blacksub' for the story on Marvin
and his brother Jeff in gay/interracial). Marvin felt his dick plunging
straight down into a sweet abyss as he leaned forward with the urge to kiss
Tempest again. Tempest accepted Marvin's probing tongue in his mouth,
sucking hard on his oral muscle while panting between breathes. Marvin
couldn't believe how sweet a fuck Tempest was, he made for an excellent
bottom as his asshole gobbled up everything Marvin's dick dished out. He
was in total rapture as everything around them ceased to exist. The only
thing that mattered was right here, right now, and getting their fucking
rocks off.

	The two men fucked for what felt like hours. Sweat broke out on
both of their bodies, drenching them in sweaty sheens. Marvin began to lose
control of his hips as he fucked frantically into Tempest's ass, the force
causing the bed frame to shake as the lamp went crashing to the floor.
	Marvin couldn't understand why he was no longer getting any real
sensation from his dick, no matter how hard he pounded it up the ass. Then
he remembered Tempest putting Sextasy on the tip of his dick, making the
head grow numb. Tempest stroked his own hard dick as he lay back with his
eyes closed. He concentrated on the feelings his body was experiencing as
he pumped and twisted his hand about his manhood. Marvin was still in the
midst of trying to achieve orgasm when Tempest finally felt himself on the
verge of cumming. He threw his head back into the pillows as thick rich
white ropes of cum shot from his dick, streaking up across his neck and
chest. Marvin watched enviously as Tempest achieved orgasm, the look on his
face angelic as his asshole rhythmically spasm around Marvin's plunging
dick. Marvin was still determined to reach climax as he doubled his efforts
and continued to fuck deep into Tempest's ass. Tempest groaned in
discomfort as his orgasm quickly faded away. "That's enough!" he said,
ordering Marvin to stop.

"I ain't cum yet...!" protested Marvin, still holding strong as he pumped
in and out.
	Lust (and Sextasy) had driven Marvin mad as he refused to pull out
of Tempest's asshole. He fucked the drug lord even harder as he tried to
get some feeling back into his bloated dick.

	Tempest felt the convict still fucking him. The Sextasy was
starting to wear off, and Marvin's dick was becoming more uncomfortable by
the minute. Tempest pushed at Marvin's huge chest to get him up off of
him. Marvin's hips continued to pump as he grabbed Tempest's wrist, locking
it down on the bed beside him. The two men began to struggle against one
another in a battle of wills as Tempest (now sober) gripped Marvin up by
his neck and squeezed.
	Marvin's first instinct was to grab him back and break his arm, but
reality kicked in when he suddenly remembered who he was fucking.

"I said that's enough!" repeated Tempest, digging his strong fingers into
Marvin's neck.

"Sorry man..." apologized the big guy, withdrawing his big stiff dick which
was nowhere near cumming. "I..., I guess I got carried away with the drugs,
n'shit...!"

"Its kew..." said Tempest, feeling the dick pop from his ass as he released
Marvin's throat and laid back relaxingly. "I'm done here..., why don't you
go back to your room...!" ordered Tempest.
	Marvin reluctantly obeyed, his big hard dick (still shinning with
lube and anal slime) leading the way. He was still horny and needed
something to shove his dick into. He retuned to his room hoping that Jake
or Shinobi would return soon, or else he'd have a stone hardon for the rest
of the night!"

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