Date: Tue, 26 Aug 2003 15:36:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: Willy <handyah1010@yahoo.com>
Subject: Coward Of The Prison

This story is fiction. It contains descriptions of
consensual sex between males. Don't read it if you are
underage or it is illegal in your area.

I may write more if there's responses to my story.

***Coward Of The Prison***

At 6' 1" tall with huge muscles, I was plain and
almost ugly. That was fine with me as I wasn't gay and
those muscles were from hard work at manual jobs. But
then it didn't get me any steady gals either.

Today's my first day at this prison for 30 months. I
broke a guy's face at the bar because he refused to
pay for the drinks as he had promised. This was my
second prison stay after the first for 6 months for
the same kind of bar brawl. So I was wise to the
prison code and the struggles for masculine powers.

I was surprised to find that my cellmate was a
handsome kid of no more than 26. Blond curly hair,
movie star Brad Pitt's kind of good looks, well
muscled body 6' tall - some people have all the luck.

But he don't turn me on. I find men stink and their
hard bodies totally different from those of soft,
sweet busty gals. But if I had to take a "gal" during
my stay, he would be better than those other nasty
looking guys here.

His name was Dean. I told him mine was Willy. We did
not talk much after that. I guess I don't excite
him at all and he was probably already taken by
another. But being cellmate, I certainly have some
rights over him. I was going to play it slow anyway.

The few days were spent establishing my presence as an
available top. With my looks and prison
records, nobody would dispute that. It took time to
figure out who was who, in the sex ordering of the
prison. I left Dean alone and prefered using my own
hands. But I had not seen any man taking him as
his "gal". I probably had to make my move for him if
he was not taken. But I felt strange that a pretty
boy like him was left free by the other tops.

On the third day as I was about to get to sleep,
someone opened our cell door. How did he get the key
if he's not the prison guard? Then I saw the warden
walked in quietly. He's another handsome man in
his 30's and totally straight lookiing so I never
would have guessed. He ignored me totally and went
straight for Dean's bed. Obediently, Dean was stripped
naked and after some rocking foreplay, the
warden fucked Dean hard. They shook the bed while I
was at the upper deck feeling every shake that
the warden produced slamming his cock into Dean's ass.
Dean moaned sluttily and got my cock feeling
and getting hard. I was uncomfortable about that and
started thinking about Sally, Dolly or Suzy - those
girls that I had almost called my girlfriends except
that they were prostitutes and I had to pay. Still the
sex were great as I felt that they do like my fucking
skills except I was too ugly to be their men.

Soon the sex was over and the warden left quietly too.
I did not dare to peep down while they were
having sex in case the warden got mad at me. Dean got
up to clean up and I pretended to be sleeping.

But who could ever sleep through that racket? I wanted
to keep my nose clean and be out of here as
soon as I could. Hear and see no evil like they said.

No wonder nobody ever harrassed Dean. He's the
warden's gal. Our cell could be accessed directly
from a side stair without other inmates seeing who was
coming. Everbody knew he's the warden's gal
but nobody really seen it for sure except me and his
early released previous cellmate.  Now I also learnt
to stay clean and hope to get that kind of early
release.

The warden was known to be a harsh man who believed
that prisoners only understood tough, no
nonsense treatments. Hence, he was much feared around
here. Being a lower security facility for minor
offenders, the guys here were well behaved usually.
Two to three years here was the norm and few
tough gangs formed. Of course there were some
exceptions who like to throw their weights around.

Still nobody wanted to shank somebody and stupidly get
life instead of a few peaceful years. Unless of
course they really have no choice and be forced to
protect themselves.

After a week of looking around, I found that the
sexual pairings were mostly settled and most men were
satisfied sexually. I was left pretty much alone with
no gal of my own because of my special position as
cellmate to the gal of the warden so I could be
sexually neutral. Or maybe I was just plain too ugly
to attract anybody anyway.

Dean had his pals and I had mine at the work places
and the gym. Though we wanted to avoid talking
much, it cannot be helped when you were so close
together in such a small space. He's in for 3 years
and would probably leave at the about same time as me
since he was here a few months earlier than me.

That was for stabbing but not fatally wounding his
girlfriend's husband. He said it was self defense
because he never knew she was married and her husband
followed her there. Anyway that was not his
main girlfriend and he had  two other who visited him
in prison almost every month. While I had none.
No girl would ever say she missed me.

With no gal to fuck, I gladly used my hands often. It
shook the bed each time and Dean was aware of
it. He hardly ever jack off since he had to shoot the
spunk for his warden who liked to lick it all up. I
peeped a few times out of curiosity. Dean saw me a few
times when his moaning slowed suddenly and
he was looking up while the warden was on top of him.
His eyes looked resigned to it and the moaning
was just acting it up like girls usually do to show
how great the man was performing. I looked
understanding of what he was doing. The smell of two
men mating was very strong and took some
getting used to. There was no embarrassment but we
never talked about it.

I was actually quite happy to not have sex with any
man. The warden even appeared a few times at our
cell unexpectedly and caught me jacking off. He was
satisfied that I was not doing anything sexually
with his Dean. The two of us knew he was doing
surprise checks and I passed each time.

Then one night as I was jacking off, I heard Dean
below was also jacking off with me. I was both
turned on and also afraid that if the warden seen us,
would he consider that to be acceptable? When
Dean was about to shoot I stopped abruptly. He stopped
with me and we silently listened for sound of
the warden coming by. He did not. So Dean shot his
load while I stopped totally.

Then the silent embarrassment the next day was
unbearable. Last night, Dean was somehow sexually
doing it with me but I stopped and rejected him. The
ugly one showing attitudes to the pretty boy?

Why? Unless I despised him for what he was doing with
the warden. Dean was furious and I did not
even understand that this was going through his head.
I never despised him. I was nervous and my
cock just shrank so I stopped. Anyway, how do a guy
explain this to another guy?

The next night, the warden came by as usual. I was
jacking off and just froze remembering if it had
been last night I would be in deep troubles. If I kept
on jacking it would be disrespectful. If I had
thrown a blanket over my cock, it would be worse as
though I was showing attitudes to him. So I
froze. He took a quick glance at my cock, ignored me
and went for Dean.

Soon he was slamming into Dean's ass. Somehow Dean's
moaning did not sound so convincing this
time. It was too mechanical. The warden sensed that
too and he was slamming harder and talking dirty
calling Dean all kinds of whoring names. Then one word
slipped out of Dean's mouth as he was
moaning - "Sally".

Suddenly the warden stopped and the silence was scary.
Then two slaps on Dean's face. He kicked
Dean off the bed and Dean rolled naked on the floor.

"What did I tell you about having sex with me? You are
thinking of fucking your girlfriend while you are
with me! What? You think that makes me your
girlfriend? You fucking bitch. So you want to be butch
huh?"

Before I knew it, the warden yanked me off my bed and
made me braced myself on Dean's bunk with
my ass sticking out.

"Well I can't get you pretty Sally but you can fuck
pretty Willy here. Go on, this is an order bitch.
Here, I'll even lub her up for you."

I was in a daze. Poor innocent me. Why was I involved?
All because Dean thought I despised him for
being the warden's gal and he wanted to act butch to
show me? I wanted to protest but I knew it would
make matters worse.

The shearing pain as Dean's cock penetrated my almost
virgin ass when the warden pushed him from
behind. As the warden slammed into his ass, Dean
slammed into mine. It was all painful for me till they
both cummed.

Dean tried to apologise the next day as though it was
not his fault anyhow. Worse, his pals were there
and the news spread around. I was officially a bottom!
I realised that I had lose my status and was now
free game for any top to take if he dared. My top was
gal to the warden so he could not protect me.

The warden would like to see me getting raped because
I would be nothing to his Dean since I was
whoring for any top. Eyes that looked at me started to
have that probing that evaluated my body for a
good fuck. Luckily I was ugly but still there seemed
to be interests gathering fast.

I quickly came out with a plan to repel any lookers. I
stopped shaving, stopped brushing my teeth and
stopped showering as long as I could. With my
ugliness, it worked well for two weeks. But the
complaints from others soon brought orders from the
warden for me to clean up or else... So I had to
clean up quickly because the threat from the warden
can be really mean.

Having seen me being really messy, I guessed most tops
were turned off already. Days passed and I
was still safe. But I figured if I were to be raped,
at least I should prevent my ass from being torned and
bloodied. Hence I always applied lotion in my ass just
in case I had to take cocks inside me. I don't
want to end up in the sick ward from a torn ass.

Just when I let down my guard and thought it was over,
then it happened. I was getting some supplies
from the store when someone came from behind me and
twisted my arm. I was not surprised to find
that it was one of those big nasty top who's even
bigger than me. I told him I knew my time was up and
I will accept my fate with him so we need not fight.

He had prepared a mattress there and I voluntarily got
on my fours and shed my clothes. I was hoping
my boring submission would be a quick and easy fuck so
I would not suffer much. Rape was very
much about power play, not just sex alone. Taking away
the power play would spoil the fun for the
rapist. So I thought.

When he brought out ropes to tie my feet and hands, I
thought he just wanted the power play so I did
not resist. Then someone turned on the lights. The
four old men in this prison that we called the
Gramps apperared from hiding. They were in their 50s
and 60s and everybody treated them as being
invisible. Now they were paying off the guy who tied
me up!

The guy wanted more money or else he will be the first
to fuck me instead. He fingered my ass and
found me exceptionally tight and wanted to use me
instead. The Gramps paid him off quickly. One of
them was supposed to be filthy rich outside.

Being tied up I knew I was dead meat. No use shouting
for help as that would bring a filthy underwear
into my mouth. Of all the guys I was guarding against,
I never even thought about the Gramps. I
thought I was ugly but I have youth at 34 years old.
My firm elastic flesh was exciting when they get
bored with their own sagging bodies. The healthy life
and good exercises had kept their cocks hard.

They were showered and fresh expecting an orgy. At
least they don't smell like men used to.

A tight muscular ass to them was priceless. Rich Gramp
Andy was the first to fuck me since he came
out with the money. Though his cock was hard enough,
my ass was too tight and he couldn't get it in
while the others were too busy groping my body to
offer any help. He had to make them help.

Together they turned me over to lay on my back. Then
one held up my legs. Another pried my ass
cheeks apart.I resisted by trying to keep them
together. With my strength, I was able to keep my ass
tight. They said they were not violent people so could
I please co-operate.

I sneered," why don't you co-operate gramps when you
get raped, huh?"

Talk about old and wise, these gramps had it all. I
thought I was winning when they took out a bottle of
hard liquor. The kind that I liked very much that got
me into prison. I willingly swallowed all the liquor
they poured down my throat. Soon I forgot what was
going on at my other end except the sharp pain
when Andy's cock finally got into my ass. I spurted
out a mouthful in pain and they all laughed.

"Good one Andy. Make the boy spurt with your cock.
Fuck the liquor out of him."

I tried to tighten back my ass but that only gave him
more pleasure.

"Ohhh.. you got an ass of steel Willy boy. Yeahhh
tighten it for Andy. Make love to my cock boy"

I was opening my mouth for more liquor when Bob
slammed his cock down my throat instead.

"Well you greedy slut, take a cock instead"

I knew I was in for a long fuck when Andy pulled out
and  the next guy got into my ass. I tried to
tighten my ass but it was no use. Once a cock got
inside, the ass got looser than before. Pushing hard
to get inside me was exciting because that's how close
to a virgin ass as one could get. They all wanted
to share the tightness before it get fucked till it's
all loose and sloppy. My tightening of the ass was
really more pleasures for them.

After all the liquor that I get, I didn't care who
fucked me anymore. I was their fuck toy for hours.
They must be on viagra or something. They were not rough
because they don't have the strength. When I
relaxed, I was getting  much pleasures from being
fucked. When they got close to cumming, they will
switch places. I cummed 3 times before they cummed.
The next day, I felt more pain in my balls from
shooting till I was dry instead of my sore ass.

The next day, my rape by the Gramps was all over the
prison. I was the laughing stock of the prison.
The humiliation hurt. I was trying to keep my nose
clean out of troubles. It made me behave like a
coward each time. Offer no resistance to abuses by
Dean, the warden and the nasty top and I ended up
totally humiliated.

My ranking in prison was lower than those girly boys.
The warden made me take the lowest job of
cleaning the toilets. Everybody shunted me. I took my
frustrations to the gym and worked hard on a
good body. Sometimes while I was cleaning the showers
with guys still showering, they teased me.

From teasing, I was also raped twice by two groups. I
tried to fight hard this time but it was too late.

When I was considered lowly status, fighting back
against a group will only get them more excited.

Once it even ended with me getting the plastic handle
of the toilet brush up my ass. Fortunately, the
handle was only as thick as any normal cock and I was
more humiliated than hurt by it. They don't
want trouble hurting me either.

The only way to get back my status was to pick on a
tough guy and fight him. But it will also extend
my prison term. Now there was only about more than a
year to go, I chose the coward way out.

Though I was classified as bottom, no top would want
me. The Gramps wanted me actually. But being
bottom to the Gramps was what got me this lowly status
in the first place. The first rape was so much
fun to them, they paid more guys to tie me up each
time. Of course I escaped a few times but against a
big group of nasty guys you don't always win and get
tied up sometimes. Money talks.

I loved and hated being raped like that. Those Gramps
do fucked me till I was shooting and enjoyed
the fucking. But I could not beat them up the next day
because they paid off the tough guys and the
guards to protect them. If I lay my hands on them,
these guys will be on me immediately.

Dean fucked me sometimes when he missed his
girlfriends. I thought he would be helpful to me after
fucking me. I tried to approach him for help. He said
the warden told him to mind his own business.

The warden was using me as an example of who he could
choose to make to be the lowest in status
here. That was more scary than any other threats or
tough measures. The day that I offered no
resistance when fucked as "Sally" sealed my fate as a
coward that he can manipulate. Dean used to be
quiet around me out of embarrassment but now he was
more cheerful because I was being
embarrassed more badly than him.