Date: Mon, 8 Aug 2011 08:49:00 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Once Upon a Crime. Chapter Five

     It was a flat statement that caused my jaw to drop and knowing what I
would look like, quickly shut it.
     `Then,' he said, carrying on, `when the lights are turned off they
want to see if I fuck you or not,' and again my jaw dropped. `because once
they see that I am fucking you, you'll be left alone by the other inmates
who like to have a bit of arse and with you being fucked by me will make
you mine in their eyes and you won't be troubled by them while you're in
here. I can tell you now, that if I don't get to fuck you, you'll have at
least ten of them bastards getting you alone and each taking their turn to
stick their dicks up your arse before lights out tomorrow. Not only
tomorrow, but whenever they get the feeling of have a piece of you. So my
advice is to just have me doing it rather than half of the other inmates,
one after another. There's been more than one poor sod taken off to
hospital the way they go about it.'
     I was horrified to hear this and thought that he had said paradise and
not hell! Then I had a vague memory of Morris mentioning his being in
prison and that I'm sure his said he was in the same cell as The
Bear. Could it be that this was the same man he'd mentioned? I then spoke
out before my mind was ready.
     `Do you know of a man called Morris Trimble?'
     `Morris? Yeh. He was my cell mate for five years. Left here just over
a year ago. I've had another one since then, till you arrived,' he said. Oh
shit! I said to myself. He's going to turn me into a homosexual like Morris
had been, forever wanting my cock shoved up into him.
     `Well, he's dead. He died in a car accident nearly a year ago.'
     `Oh, that's a shame. He was a nice lad, and we got on well once he
knew the rules.' I was now quaking in my shoes.
     `What are you in here for?' I asked.
     `Murder, though I pleaded guilty to manslaughter, they wouldn't have
it and made it murder. I was in this pub and having a fight with two blokes
at the same time and it was my smashing their two heads together that
killed them. I didn't mean too. Only to knock them senseless, but I think I
was a bit too heavy in the force I used.'
     With that on top of what he'd already told me, I knew my fate was
sealed and that I would have to suck on him and have him stick his cock up
my backside and then fall under his protection and hope that he wouldn't
bash my head in.
     With it appearing that we'd finished speaking, he pulled the mattress
off what would be my bunk on the top, and dropped it on the floor.
     `Take your clothes off,' he said and I didn't argue and quickly took
them off until I was naked and watched as he took his off. I then
understood why he was called The Bear, for most of his body was covered in
hair, the part of him not covered was his erection that was sticking out
from between his thighs. It was smaller than I thought it would be and
noticed that he was about the same size as mine when it was erect, which
under the circumstances, it remained quite flaccid and really drooped
downwards.
     But with him towering above me, standing at the edge of what was my
mattress, with his cock sticking out and knowing other reprobates were
watching over on the other side, I had no choice but to go down on my knees
in front of Bruno and take the head of his cock into my mouth. I suppose
that I should really have given thanks to Morris in knowing what to do with
the head of another man's cock in my mouth.
     I was able to push the foreskin back with my lips to expose the flesh
of the head for me to then rasp it with my tongue and work on the G string
that joins that piece of skin to the flesh. Also how to chew on a cock
without doing damage whilst in the middle of sucking. The other art was how
to keep the gullet closed when he did come so that you didn't choke on the
sudden emission of fluid.
     It was when his massive big hands came up to hold the sides of my
bobbing head did I grasp the root of his shaft so that he wouldn't be able
to push it too far in so as to choke me. So on my first night there in
prison and really only a few hours, I was being face fucked and he came
with quite a surge but was able to hold it in my mouth until he had
finished before swallowing it. I even went as far as letting it been seen
on the opposite side, that I licked the top of this exposed penis head
before giving it a final kiss before straightening up my back.
     `That was just great,' he exclaimed. `I think you have learned a few
things from Morris, God rest his soul. He was a nice boy and a good fuck
too,' he added. `It's another hour till lights out, so get onto my bed,' he
said and I had to take nearly all that he told me to do was really an
order, and so I meekly got onto his bunk and lay out full length as he then
got on with me, leaving my mattress on the floor of the cell. Because of
the width of his body, I had to lie on my side facing him as he had to do
the same and he surprised me by pulling me closer to him and kissing
me. Again, the revulsion I should have felt of another man kissing was no
longer there, having had many a kissing session with Morris which the paths
of fate had decreed that I learned a little from him before being sent
myself into this strange world of men wanting to love and be loved by
another man, though I still thought of it as fucking and not love, for a
hole is a hole and if it was there for them to stick their dick into, they
would.
     We lay there with him doing all the kissing whilst he stroked all down
the side of my body that he could reach and in spite of the size of his
hands, they had a gentle feel in the motions that he used. I gave a start
when the cell light suddenly went out leaving a pale amount of light
filtering in from those few left on outside, hanging above the central part
of our block for the warders to still be able to see all that was going on.
     I could hear a tapping noise start and it began to get louder and
suddenly the bars of our cell was rapped twice as the warder went past.
     `He saw us both together on this bunk!' I whispered to him in an
agitated voice.
     `He's only head counting. You'll hear him tapping each cell twice that
has two people inside. He's used to seeing two heads on the same pillow and
don't give a shit as long as the count is right. Now that he's gone and
done his count, it's time to let the other's know that you are with me and
not fresh meat for them to devour,' rolling over and getting off the bunk.
     Now was my moment of truth to find out just how Morris had felt on his
first night here in the cell with Bruno. Would I be able to take it as
easily as he had been able to take my erect cock being pushed up inside
him. I couldn't help but give out a shiver as I slowly got off his bunk and
fell down onto my knees on the mattress. I say fell because my legs
wouldn't have supported me if I had tried to stand I was that terrified. He
waited patiently till I was up in the position that Morris would be when I
was about to fuck him.
     `Turn halfway round so that you're sideways on to the door,' he
said. `Let the buggers over there seeing it done properly.' I moved so I
was facing the bunk and I glanced over to my left and could see at least
three faces pressed up against the bars of their cell as they looked to see
Bruno consummate this act of putting his flesh into my body.
     I flinched when his hand came onto my hip as he got onto his knees
behind me and I heard him spit and guessed this was for lubrication and
would be smearing it over the head of his cock. With my legs being pushed
further apart, knew he could then see the target he was aiming for and
flinched again as I felt the head of his erect cock touch the entrance to
my back passage and took in a deep breath as I felt the pressure start as
he leaned in towards me.
     `Relax,' he said behind me as his other hand came onto my other
hip. `Relax that muscle or it will be painful.' With him pushing now I was
finding it harder to relax as he said until I got a sharp sudden slap on my
thigh which made me jump, but at the same time, the head of his cock
entered me
     It was a little painful, but the head was inside me and I felt the
rest of his cock follow, filling me like I've never been before. It was
like having a crap in reverse, but just as good and I could even feel it
throbbing to his heart beat. When he came to a stop with his thighs tight
up to the cheeks of my bum was when I let go of the breath I had been
holding with a big whoosh.
     In spite of the indignity of the position I was in and having other
people seeing it, I found that it was an incredible feeling of having a
throbbing cock up my backside and I got ripples of pleasure when he began
to move himself backwards and forwards inside me.
     I said it once and I'm saying it again that it was incredible to have
another man's cock up my arse and began to love the pleasure I was starting
to feel with his somewhat soothing massage of my back passage. No wonder
Morris had wanted it as often as he did.
     If Bruno's cock had been longer, then maybe it would have reached
parts that would have made it painful, but this one now was just fine and I
began to enjoy the thrill I was getting as he moved himself inside me.
     If you are a heterosexual reading this, I hope it's not giving you
thoughts of becoming a homosexual because it's down to the individual as to
whether to become one or not, but I was virtually forced to be in the
position as I was now, but he was most gentle in his handling of me. The
alternative was being taken roughly by an unknown quantity of cocks being
shoved inside me, so I think I was right in agreeing to have only Bruno
fuck me.
     I think it's taken me longer to write this piece than of Bruno fucking
me, for he was soon holding me tight to his thighs and felt his cock head
swell as I also then felt his sperm, well the first jet anyway, hit my
insides as his hips jerked against mine as he came. I could feel his weight
leaning against me when he came to a stop and hear his heavy breathing and
realised that I had been holding my breath again and now let it go and took
some deep breaths. I couldn't stop my muscle from constantly flexing itself
round the shaft inside me and this would make his cock twitch and this gave
me little tickles of pleasure as it did so.
     I heard him take in a deep breath and felt his cock begin to slide out
of me and had a little bit of pain as he stretched my ring piece as the
head slipped out. It was with a grunt and felt the pressure on my hips as
he leaned on them to get himself up from his knees. The running water in
the stainless steel basin told me that he was washing himself now and such
had been this somewhat traumatic sensation of being fucked up the bum, that
I couldn't seem to be able to move from my kneeling position.
     Bruno had finished washing himself and his hands came under my waist
and he lifted me and turned me round to sit down on his bunk. He then
picked up my mattress and put it back on the top bunk and then pulled me up
into a standing position and held me close to him for a moment as he kissed
me. Only a short quick one as he then turned me sideways to him and pulled
me to one side so that I fell backwards into his arms and he then lifted me
up and put me onto the top bunk. I'm glad he was that strong for I don't
think I could have managed to climb up there myself, for I felt like a wet
rag, a loose limbed doll and the vague recollection of hearing the
expression of being fucked senseless, which was just how I felt then.
     I lay there in the gloom of the cell, looking up at the ceiling,
hearing Bruno get himself into the lower bunk, as I thought of the
experience I had just gone through. It hadn't been as bad as I thought it
would have been and now, now I wasn't at all sure of my orientation regard
of sex. I felt damned tired and even though I had gotten an erection whilst
he had been fucking me, I didn't have the strength to even jerk myself off,
and so fell asleep.
     I was given a shake by Bruno in the morning to wake me up to find the
cell light on and such was my lethargy, I didn't want to get up.
     `Come on, wake up,' he said, shaking me again. `It'll be breakfast
soon.' I gave out a groan but sat up and by rolling over, slid down off the
bunk. I used the toilet in the cell as he washed himself and then it was my
turn at the basin and found that though I had been given a toothbrush but
not any toothpaste and so had to use his. I found out later that they were
sparing in issuing this commodity out as some of the inmates used this in
the place of cream to put on the heads of their cocks when fucking their
partner. So it was one tube per cell which had to last a month.
     When dressed and the cell locking device released for the cell door to
slide open, we went down for breakfast. It was different this time for
Bruno made us wait in the queue and not go straight to the front as we had
the night before at dinner. Though the breakfast was a little better than
the meal the night before and not having eaten it all then, I was hungry
and ate all mine at this meal.
     `Okay,' he said when we'd finished eating. `Time for work.'
     `Work?' I asked, and saw him grin.
     `You don't get food and free accommodation by doing nothing. Besides,
you get paid. Not a lot, but you do get something. So come on,' he said as
he got up and I followed him to dump our trays and he led me through
various door that were opened by warders to let us through until I found we
were outside. Not of the prison, but out into the grounds within the
walls. The Ballad of Reading Jail, came to mind as I looked up at the sky,
by Oscar Wilde and thought that he must have enjoyed himself inside being a
homosexual.
     I followed Bruno round a corner and there was a large garden plot and
a small shed.
     `This is where I work and you too now,' he said, carrying onto the
shed and inside were various tools for gardening.
     `Don't they think you might start digging a tunnel?' I said, looking
at a spade, thinking of the prisoner of war camps in Germany.
     `No,' he chuckled. `They can see us out in the garden and this shed
has a thick concrete base and they have agreed to build me a
greenhouse. They've got the concrete base down already.' Picking up a
couple of tools, he led me back outside and began to show me where
everything he was growing was planted. I found out that it was all
vegetables and the like for the kitchen to have, and added with a grin, to
ruin in their cooking of them.
     Bruno had at sometime earlier, spoken to the Governor about increasing
the size of the garden and if a greenhouse was erected, he could start a
lot of the plants much earlier and then get more produce out of the
ground. This had been agreed and it was now not long before it would be in
place. In the meantime, I was given a section of ground to dig and turn
over and then to repeat the process until the soil was softened enough for
planting.
     The day flew by and soon it was lunch and then time to knock off to
clean ourselves up in our cell before dinner. I was tired from this
physical work, being unused to it and couldn't wait to get on my bunk and
sleep. With dinner over and back in our cell, he told me to get undressed
and I knew that I was going to be fucked again. Which I was, having my
mattress pulled down onto the floor, I had to go down on my knees again and
for the second time, have him push his cock up into my backside. I was so
tired that I think my whole body was relaxed and only felt a little pain as
his cock head widened my back passage and had him fully enter me. It was a
soothing fuck he gave me and I found that it wasn't as bad as the night
before and didn't mind him now moving his cock inside me. He came as
before, me feeling it come inside me and as before, he washed himself after
pulling out and again lifted me up onto my bunk. But then he surprised me.
     He pulled me onto my side to face him. Now when I stood next to my
bunk, I couldn't even rest my chin on the mattress, but his whole head was
clear due to his enormous height. Well, I was turned to face him and like
the night before, had an erection which I think was brought on by having
been fucked. The surprise was that he took the head of my cock into his
mouth and sucked me off. I groaned as I felt the heat of the inside of his
mouth as he took me in and closed my eyes to the pleasure of having his
tongue and teeth work on my cock. It didn't take long for my hips to start
heaving forward and his hand held the base of my cock as I started to come,
sending all my seed into his mouth. When I'd finished, he sucked for a few
more minutes before releasing me and giving the head a kiss before
disappearing down below to his bunk. I think I fell asleep as soon as he
had finished his sucking of me, for the next thing I knew, it was morning
again.
     So with just that one day being described, it would be foolish to
carry on a day to day of our routine because it was the same. Day in and
day out. Working in the garden and then getting fucked at night. It was
monotonous to say the least and I had to do this for the next twenty years!
Well less I hoped, by getting time off for good behaviour. Though at first
having dreaded the thought of having a man fuck me, I soon came to really
like having him up behind and fucking me and soon came to hate it when he
pulled out, losing the pleasure of having him throbbing away inside me. So
I became bi-sexual, loving sex with either a man or woman, tending more
towards the man for he had a cock I could suck whereas a woman didn't have
one, only the clit and that wasn't big enough to give the sucking much
pleasure.
     One highlight happened after my being there three months and that was
that I got to fuck Bruno. I was over the moon with this, having him on his
knees before me and being able to stick my erect cock up into him and have
the pleasure that I used get when I fucked Morris.