Date: Wed, 20 Apr 2016 05:57:04 +0100
From: Reickard Masters <succme@zoho.com>
Subject: Juvenile detention 28

JUVENILE DETENTION

Chapter 28 – The Trial

The next morning instead of going to his classes, Josh was taken by Officer
Steven to the courts. Although still a prisoner, he was not taken to the
cells below the court building but to the witness lounge outside the court
room where the trials would be held. Once again Officer Steven showed his
trust and did not handcuff Josh or have someone else keep guard over him
when he was called in to give his testimony.  Josh waited on his own for
about half an hour before he was called in and Officer Steven returned to
the lounge.

What followed for Josh was a bit of an ordeal. The prosecution took Josh
through his evidence and asked some questions to which Josh had to answer
that he did not know and explain why he did not know the answers. Attorney
Lee had purposely done this to show the jury that Josh was honest and if he
could not answer a question would say so. Then the defence tried to rip his
evidence to shreds by fabricating things that Josh should know. Josh
answered honestly and didn't try to pretend he knew more than he did. When
asked what he thought should be the outcome of the case he had said that
his arm was healed and there was no permanent damage, so as far as he was
concerned that should be the end of it.

When the defence failed to trip Josh up or cause him to falter in his
evidence, they rested and the Judge excused Josh from the stand. Josh got
up and headed past the defence table to the aisle that led out of the court
room. As he moved past the five boys sitting there with their defence
attorney he was a little surprised to see one of them smile and raise a
thumb to him. He did not smile back, because he had got to where Clive
Phelps was sitting, and if looks could kill, Josh would have been dead on
the spot. It appeared that Phelps was one person who had not been affected
in a positive way by Josh's presence in the Academy.  Josh was not called
back to give evidence, and three days later four of the five boys appeared
back in Charlie block in their overalls. Each of them had been given an
extra eight years to serve, to run concurrently with their existing terms
of incarceration. Although their ten day sentence to solitary confinement
had ended before the trial, they had been kept in solitary until their
trial completed. The one who was missing was Clive Phelps. In a few days
rumours began to circulate, and the other four who were present at the
sentencing were able to put people straight. Although Clive had not
physically participated in the assault on Josh, he had been the ring leader
who had ordered his cell block mates to carry out the deed. As such the
Judge came down heavily on him. He was given fifteen years and moved
directly to an adult prison, as he was only a couple of months off reaching
the age of majority. Of course, this would make him one of the youngest in
the prison, prey for all the horny men who thought they could get some
satisfaction from him.

Back in cell block Bravo the three teens continued to enjoy each other's
company in the cell, and when the opportunity was right Desmond enjoyed
some privileges that the rest of the cell block did not get.  However,
there was no ill feeling voiced; they all knew why Desmond was getting
something they were not. Besides, they got to watch Desmond's cock slide
into Josh's mouth and feed him some cream. Of course they also got to watch
as the others spit-roasted Josh on a fairly regular basis, making sure that
Andy and Chris got to use both of Josh's holes at the same time at least
once a week. Josh in turn got jerked and sucked and enjoyed the use of a
butt hole from all three teens. Of course Desmond did not get as much as
the other three did, but he was still a regular visitor to cell 13.

Charlie, on the other hand, continued to use his own hand instead of
someone else's. The only time he got hard under someone else's hand was
when Officer Jake made his weekly barber call and shaved all the inmates
one after the other, getting each one hard to shave his cock.

One late evening after dinner when Josh was lying on his bunk being
`massaged' by Desmond he commented, "You know, when I leave here I am not
sure I will be able to get used to wearing boxers and not being smooth."

"Hey, you have only six months to get out of the feeling of underwear and
body hair. Think of the likes of me and some of the others who will not see
true daylight until we are twenty five or more. By then we will have
forgotten what they even look like," Desmond replied.

"How long did you actually get and what was it for?"

"I got ten years when I was fifteen for helping to torture an old man and
rob him of what little he had. And I have been ashamed of myself since
before I gave myself up. I hated myself so much that I knew I either had
turn myself in or I would kill myself. You know, you don't think of that
sort of thing while you are doing the deed. And you know what makes me the
most ashamed? It is that we did not need what we stole off him. We were
doing it all for kicks, for fucking fun. And you know something else? That
old man has come to see me, and he thanked me for giving myself up, because
that gave him hope that his suffering was not all for nothing, that at
least one of us would become a better person because of what we did. When I
get out of here, I am going to try and look that man up and I will do what
I can to help him, to show him how much he helped me by forgiving me. I
only hope he lives long enough for me to show him some kindness for his
kindness."

"We all do things we regret later on. At least you are planning on doing
something to try and make some amends. That's cool. Have you thought about
writing to him? You know he might be an old man on his own, and a letter
will bring him something to do."

"Fuck, you are such a pretty boy and you have a good head on your
shoulders. How you ever ended up here none of us can understand. You know
this place is never going to be the same again since you came. That's a
brilliant idea. I will write a letter and see if the prison will pass it on
as I don't know his address. Maybe he doesn't want me to know his
address. I'm cool with that too. Thanks, Josh. You deserve this." Desmond
bent down and took Josh's cock into his mouth and sucked him in as far as
he could go.

Josh could tell that there was something different in the way Desmond was
giving him the blow job. He could not quite put his finger on what it was
but it was there. As the BJ continued Josh knew that it was going to be a
good one and he reckoned that he would still be on a high as Desmond
penetrated his butt for a fuck. Desmond would swallow his cock all the down
until his nose stopped his mouth from getting any closer to Josh and he
would hum a bit to get his voice box vibrating against Josh's cock
head. Lifting his head, his lips would slip up Josh's spit coated cock
while he tickled, teased and titillated Josh's cock head with his
tongue. At the same time his fingers were roaming over Josh's body,
exciting his nipples and balls, tickling his pucker and perineum to build
even greater sensation in Josh's cock. Initially Josh remained fairly
quiet, but as his orgasm approached he could not stop himself from
thrusting his pelvis upwards and groaning out loud in ecstasy.

You didn't have to call out a warning when you were about to cum, because
if anyone was sucking your cock then they were going to swallow all you had
to offer. Josh didn't have to call out a warning because his body was
giving enough warning anyway. With a hard thrust and a groan that turned
into a whimper Josh began unloading into Desmond's mouth. Desmond kept
sucking until he was sure that Josh had nothing more to give. With one last
swallow he sucked his way up the length of Josh's shaft, using his tongue
to clean off as much cum as possible until lips and cock parted
company. Desmond took another swallow and patted Josh on the thigh.

Standing up with his cock still hard and dripping Desmond said, "Hope you
enjoyed that. You earned it." And he turned to leave.

"Aren't you going to fuck me now?"

"No, you just rest and enjoy it as your body relaxes. I will take care of
this another way." And Desmond left the cell.

Andy dropped down from the top bunk and sat on the bunk opposite
Josh. "That was something else, Mr. Joshua Tolmers. You know, Desmond was
right when he said this place will never be the same again. Two months ago
you would never have seen the dominant get up and walk away after
pleasuring the sub and not get any pleasure himself."

Chris hung his head down from the other top bunk. "I can't speak for Andy,
but unless you want some more action I am happy to let it go tonight."

"Yeah, I'm okay with that too."

"Thanks, guys. That was one awesome blow job I just got and I feel like
jelly now. Sweet and wobbly."

"That's settled then. It can't be long until lights out now. Sleep well,
friend, and we will see each other in the morning."

Josh pulled his bed covers over him and was asleep before the lights went
out.  The next morning at breakfast Officer Stuart told Josh to report to
the desk after lunch. Josh had not been ordered to go immediately and miss
class, so he knew that it was not something terribly important.

When Josh reported to the desk Officer Stuart said, "The wheels do indeed
move slowly, but I have at last been given permission to have you sort out
our books and show me how to do it on this machine." Stuart tapped the
computer processor unit. "Of course that means that you will have to teach
Mr. Succum as well."

"No problem. Okay we need to learn what is required of the system first. So
can you tell me what you have to do and what it is supposed to show,
please?"

Officer Stuart explained what he understood was needed and then gave the
book to Josh to look at. Josh saw that the book was as bad as the other
time he had looked at it and found the errors that Stuart had made. Josh
asked who the figures had to go to and asked if he could speak to the
person. Stuart made a phone call and explained to the person on the other
end what was up before passing the phone over to Josh. Josh had a lengthy
conversation with the person, jotting down notes and asking questions. He
handed the phone back to Stuart when he had finished because the girl on
the other end of the line had asked for that.

Josh explained to Stuart that he was going to have to build the spreadsheet
first before he could begin to teach Stuart what to do. For the rest of the
afternoon he was in his element, tapping away at the keyboard, building the
spread sheet. Stuart watched for a bit in amazement as Josh put in formulas
and column headings, added pivot tables and various other features. Towards
the end of the afternoon he declared it finished, saved the work and then
made a copy of it on a flash drive.

Josh told Stuart that he needed to set aside a couple of hours to be
trained on how to use the spreadsheet. There certainly was not enough time
left that afternoon, so Josh returned to the cell block. He found that he
was a bit early and so the only one in the block. He went to his cell and
lay down on his bunk and dozed off. He must have had some good dreams,
because when Andy and Chris entered the cell the first thing they noticed
was an orange tent.



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