Date: Fri, 12 Oct 2007 06:37:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: Geoff Maguire <justa.writer@yahoo.com>
Subject: Letter to an old freind #4

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Letters to an old friend #4.

November 1, 2006

Clarence Washington V
Inmate #  787655
Federal Correction Facility
Danbury CT


Dear Clarence,

	Wow, my last letter really kind of got carried away with all that
stuff about sex with girls. I know you are only into boys and I pretty much
am too but a change up once and a while can't hurt and god knows that Donna
chick had to be the kinkiest 14 year old on the planet. I didn't even know
as I'll tell you about some other time. For now let's get back to the total
weirdness of the Protection home.

After my first night with my new friend Raymond, things kind of settled
into a routine. In the mornings we went to this lame "school" program which
was mostly warmed over 6th grade classes I could sleep through and still
get an "A". In the afternoons we had therapy which usually meant two hours
with ferret face Madelyn playing with this little cloth dolls that are
supposed to look like a naked boy or girl. She would always start out nice
and then by the end when I wouldn't rat you out she would get all
frustrated and say:

      " OK Kris..Have it your way but you know we can't possibly let you go
home until you disclose."

      It was everything I could do not to tell her to go to hell. This went
on for about three weeks. The other thing was being called for a physical
exam of some kind. It usually consisted of Dr Gordon red faced, and
grinning like a Cheshire cat, along some other doctors and cops giving me a
going over which always ended with me naked, legs up and spread wide open
while she fingered my bum and showed everybody my magic trick. This was
always preceded by the little speech:

      "Now Kris" This isn't like sex or anything. We just want to make sure
the bad man didn't hurt you"

      And I would always say:

      "What bad man?"

      This always made them grit their teeth and glare at me. Finally about
twice a week I had to meet with Detective Cheney. He made it clear from the
beginning that he didn't like me. On this particular day detective Cheney
had been in the room. As Dr Gordon finger fucked me his face got kind of
red and his forehead got sweaty. As she finished her demonstration she
said:

      "So as you can see Cliff, what we have here is a highly sensitive and
sexualized rectum.

      Cheney looked like he was trying to catch his breath and stammered:

      "Yes Dr. Uhh Uhh Of course. Kris, I'll need to see you in conference
Room two"

      I got dressed and went down the hall to conference room and
waited. After some minutes he came in and locked the door. He sat down had
the head of the table. He had this strange smirk on his face as he said:

      "Well Kristofer, it seems you have not been telling me the
truth^Åcome over here"

      I didn't move and he got up and came over to me. Grabbing my shoulder
really hard, he got in my face and said:

      "Look you little faggot, your gonna do and say exactly what I tell
you or you will rot in here or something worse. Maybe a little time in
juvenile hall would loosen your tongue."

      With that he sat down in front of me and with a single motion pulled
down my sweat pants and underpants. I said:

      "Hey you're not a Doctor!"

      And he goes:

      Your little boy pussy is state's evidence fudge packer^Å I'll do
whatever it takes to get the goods on your nigger boy friend and you!...Now
come over here"

      As he said this he pulled down and bent me over his legs. My dick was
pressed against his lap and I could feel his through his pants. He was
large and hard. He pried my bum cheeks apart and without warning shoved his
middle finger into my hole. There was no time for my usual trick and it
hurt. He pulled his finger out and said:

      "There now your pussy is ready^Å now turn around and bend over!"


       I did as I was told. I heard his zipper come down and a minute later
his clammy sweaty hands grabbed my hips and he pulled me too him. All at
once I felt him pressing and pressing. I squeezed my hole shut and tried to
keep him out. He kept pushing and it hurt. I heard him starting to grunt
like a pig. He kept pushing pushing^Å I was just about to give up and let
him inside me when there was a knock on the door. Lightning quick he pulled
up my pants and shoved me into a chair. He grabbed my face and said:

      "You keep your fucking mouth shut boy!"

      He arranged himself and opened the door. One of the counselors stuck
his head in and said:

      "Oh Cliff, It's you in here. We thought something might be wrong when
the observation camera went off?"

      Cheney smiled and said:

      Oh must have flipped the wrong switch^Åno.. everything's fine.. Kris
and I were just having a little chat. We'll be done in a sec..
      The door closed and he grabbed me by the shoulders. He was glaring
and his breath stank like Vodka. He said

      "You will forget what happened here boy.. You hear me?"

      I just looked back and said"

      "What bad man?"

      He opened the door and glared me:

      "Out! and straight back to your room^Å"

      I didn't wait to be told twice. I got the hell out of there. But just
when I thought the day couldn't get weirder it did. As I was leaving the
admin area I walked by an auditorium. The door was slightly ajar and I
caught site of something that stopped me in my tracks. There, projected on
a huge screen was my bum with its hole gaping wide open. You could even see
a bit of my face staring down over my genitals. Dr Gordon had a laser
pointer was giving a lecture to a room full of people. My head started
spinning and I knew I had to get out there.

      I ran back to my room and the nurse buzzed me in. As soon as I was
alone I ripped my clothes off and headed to the shower. I ran the hot water
and scrubbed and scrubbed. Forty five minutes later I was still in there
just letting the water run on me and crying. Raymond came into the bathroom
and seeing I was a mess, stripped and stepped into the shower with me. He
held me really tight and the feeling of his delicate smooth body joined
with mine made all the strangeness seem to just fade away. This was how sex
was supposed to feel. Finally we were like a couple of prunes and we got
out of the shower.  Standing there in each other's arms I became incredibly
aroused. And so did he. I needed Ray inside me right now. I threw a towel
on the floor and lay down on my back. I drew my legs back. I normally don't
like being fucked like a girl. It was the way TC always liked to have me
and between his huge dick and the way he would grab me so tight and ram in
and out of me it was a little bit scary.. I much prefer the "sitting on the
pole" method you taught me. It's less scary because the person on top has
control over how quickly he gets poked. But now all I wanted was to give
myself to Raymond. I said:

      "Ray..fuck me now^Åplease"

      He looked concerned and said:

      "I don't want to hurt you" and I said:

      "I don't care I need you inside me^Å.please"

      I pulled my legs back and opened up my tunnel. He climbed on top and
carefully arranged himself. Looking deeply into my eyes, he entered me. It
felt warm and wonderful and the tears started again. At first he
hesitated. I pulled his face down to mind and kissed him deep and hard. His
humping increased in tempo and I felt him shudder. At the same time my rock
hard prick exploded in the tight warm space between our smooth tight
bellies. We collapsed together and just laid there on the bathroom floor
holding each other for the rest of the afternoon. Finally the intercom came
on to tell that dinner would be in 15 minutes. We got up rinsed off in the
shower put our sweats back on so we would be ready when the bologna
sandwiches arrived. After dinner we crawled into bed together and spent the
evening without speaking. There was nothing to say really.  Finally we fell
asleep in each other's arms. I slept like a dead man. When I woke up the
next day it was like it never happened. I just put the strange day out of
my mind.

      It had been nearly a month since I had seen my family. Finally, on a
Sunday afternoon the intercom came on to say I had visitors. It was my Dad
and my two brothers Brandon and Eamon. They let us talk at a picnic table
in the yard. My Dad seemed uncomfortable asking me things like how the food
was and other unimportant stuff. 16 year old Brandon wouldn't even speak to
me. He just glared from under his mop of red hair. Only 9 year old Eamon
seemed glad to see me. He hugged me really hard and said:

      "Krissy when will you stop being punished and get to come home?"

      "My voice kind of cracked and I said I dunno"

      My dad said he had to go to the Men's room and got up and left us
brothers alone.

      Eamon then told me something that shocked me.

      "We thought we were gonna be punished too. They made me and Brandon
and Cammie (my 10 year old sister) come here and get looked at. They made
us get naked and this lady Doctor poked me in the bum hole with her
finger. It felt really weird. Then she played with my weenie and took
pictures of my butt.. Cammie says she did the same stuff to her except that
she rubbed around her bagina (sic) and took pictures of it" She said it
kinda tickled."

      I hung my head and said: " I'm sorry that happened to you Em^Å"

	He hugged me again and said: "That's Ok Krissy. I still love you
even if you're a homo"

I looked at Brandon and said; "I'm really sorry "B", did they do you too?"

He looked at his feet and said quietly^ÅYeah she finger fucked me and then
she jerked me off into a bottle^ÅShe said she need a sample for evidence^Å"

I said "Dude I'm so sorry"

He looked kind of sad and said: "Why can't you just say what they want you
to say?"

I felt totally guilty and felt myself starting to cry^Å I said "dude I Just
can't. These fuckers are evil and the biggest pervs you ever met."

He just shook his head and walked away.

When my Dad came back he took me for a walk. He wouldn't look me in the eye
but said:

	"You're Mom and I have decided you need a lawyer. He will come and
see you tomorrow^Å..He specializes in things like this and he's well^Ålike
you. You'll see."

With that he walked away, calling my brothers to follow him. As they were
leaving, Eamon turned and mouthed the words "I love you" then scurried to
catch up. At that moment I decided that I would give you up the very next
day.

When I got back to my room Raymond was waiting and he had a big smile on
his face.  He said:

       "Kris, Dude look what I found!..." In his hand he had a jar of cold
cream (which as you know is my favorite bum sex lube)

	"Dude I was in the interview room talking to that scum bag Cheney^Å
This was just sitting on a side table and when he wasn't looking I nicked
it"

He started peeling of his clothes and in a flash my skinny pink pal was
dancing in front of me his boner spring up against his tummy. It sure took
my mind off my troubles. And I wasted no time getting bare assed too. We
jumped on my bed and started kissing like crazy. Finally he was sitting on
top of me smiling wide and said:

	Kris: Its time I gave you my hole^ÅI want you to be the first one
to fuck me.

I said: "Well ok if you insist" We knee in front of each other as I opened
the jar of cream and smeared it on my springy boner. I had him bend forward
and pt a big gob on his hole. Slowly running my finger around it I gently
pushed my middle finger in. he gasped and kind of giggled. I wriggled it
around to help him loosen up. Then I lay back on the bed with my boner
sticking up.  Cleaning of my finger with a tissue I looked into his pretty
blue eyes and said

	"Ray this is the easiest way to do it your first time^ÅDo like I
show you"

I helped him lift himself in a squatting position with his hole and took
hold of his hips. I guided his hips till I lined up my creamy rod with his
little hole and pressed the yip against his pucker.

	"Now all you have to is lower your bum and fuck yourself^Å.if it
hurts just stop and wait till you get used to it."

He took a deep breath and pushed himself down. His body was tense as I felt
his ring open and the head of my dick enter him. The heat was intense and
the tightness was soooo nice. He kept going until I was about half inside
him. After resting a second I heard him say:

	"It's now or never" he said^Åand with that took a deep breath and
sat down on my rod taking it completely inside him. We just held like that
for a minute and he started to rock up and down quickly getting a
rhythm. He was looking up with his eyes closed and smile on his face. It
felt fabulous inside him. He was much tighter and snugger than T.C.

	"I can make it tighter if you want" He said, and with that he
clamped down on me like a vice. It was all I could stand. Pulling his
skinny cheeks down around me I came as hard as I had ever done. He squealed
and collapsed on top of me jamming his tongue into my mouth. I felt tears
of sadness and pleasure run down my face.

	The rest of the afternoon was fuck festival. I just couldn't get
enough of Rays little pink ass. As soon as I got my second wind I flipped
him over and did him doggy style. That evening before bed I lifted his legs
over my shoulders and plowed him like a little girl. He loved it all. After
a hot shower we fell into bed together and slept really well.


It was a wonderful ending to what had started as a very sad day..Or so I
thought.

Well Clarence I guess that's all for know.. The story gets even more
complicated but I'll save that four next time

You're Friend,
Kris