Subject: Jail by Arthor
Date: 19 Dec 1996 20:15:26 GMT
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The following story contains graphic language and descriptions of SEXUAL
activities. This material is distributed FOR ADULTS ONLY and possession by
a minor is strictly forbidden.
IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OLD - DO NOT READ THIS STORY
This story contains explicit sex between men. If this kind of material
offends you DON'T READ IT. In this story the boy enjoys being raped, this
is of course a fictious charactor. In case you are insane let me remind
you, people like to fanstazise about being raped, NO ONE really wants to be
raped.
Oh yes, I'm trying to post anonymously. Please write back in alt.fan.cock-
sucking. If you find out my email address please don't write, it is my
parents account and I would be in big trouble for writing this.
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Jail 1 by Arthor
I remember the first time I saw you, they were bringing me into your
cell. You were on the top bunk rewinding a cassette in your tape recorder.
I was carrying my blankets and clothes, first day in prison. I was so
afraid. You looked down at me in disgust. You were such an awesome sight,
tough, strong, dangerous. I sat down on the bottom bunk as quickly as I
could.
I put my blankets down. The mattress was dirty and bare. The toilet
was only a few feet from my bed. The room was grey and empty. I looked
back at the guard locking me in. When he met my eyes he hated me. He
smiled at how miserable I was. He did not look up at you. He just walked
away.
I sat there still staring through the wall of bars, when I heard you
press play on your tape recorder. I was so paranoid. I was afraid it
would be a message to me, a threat. I was trapped in this stone cage with
you. I was just a boy, you were a real man. I felt this was your room,
and I had no where to hide in it.
The music was great. It was some cool song they used in a movie. I
listened to the words but it didn't frighten me. You were just doing your
thing. I began to relax. I put my blankets out to cover the filthy
mattress. I stretched the tension out of my shoulders. I realized I had
to pee.
I got up and stood before the toilet. It was just there beside the
bed. You were reading a magazine. I took my cock out of my pants. I was
nervous. I looked back to you. You didn't look up. I saw you had a
bookshelf with big books, and paperbacks and magazines. You had some
pictures up and some letters. It looked like you'd been there a while.
I still couldn't pee. I took my dick all the way out of my pants,
including my balls. At public urinals this is the only way I can get
myself to piss. I looked away from you to the other wall. It was empty
except for an inspirational message from the prison. Behind me was the
wall of bars looking out to the rest of the prison. I tried to coax the
urine out of my tool.
In front of me was a small picture at just about eye-level. It was a
man and a woman in sixty-nine position. Her cunt was open to camera with
the guy's tongue starting to go to her clit. The guy's cock was huge and
he was just about to push the head into her beautiful mouth. It was a very
horny picture. Her breasts were awesome and had dark black nipples
sticking way up. I felt my cock thicken in my hand.
I nervously looked up at you. You were still reading. I took a few
strokes on my cock and it jumped to full mast. I looked back to the
picture and imagined that pussy wide open for me, and pushing my cock into
that model's mouth. There is nothing better than getting a wet blow job.
Especially from someone you don't know. That is how I got in this trouble.
I looked at the tits on the woman in the picture. I made circle
motions on the fat head of my cock. Then I rocked my hips and thrust up
into my hand pushing through to stroke my dick. I imagined I was the guy
in the picture, and pushing my cock into her mouth. Feel that wet world
and explore it with my dick. I imagined she was nodding her head, up and
down, fast on my cock, bumping the head on the back of her throat. She was
hungrily, noisily sucking my dick. She was a fucking slut-cunt sucking
cock and making herself crazy. I jammed it into her throat. She gagged
and spit but I force-fucked her head anyway. Sliding all the way out and
slamming back in. I was going to cum in the toilet when you said, "Wait
for lights out."
Part II
I jumped onto my bunk and didn't breath. You had seen me whacking my
whole tool, with my balls slapping my hand, at a furious pace. I was so
scared. It made my cock harder. You were a big man and you caught me
jerking off. I though of when my stupid father had caught me and it made
me hornier. He had yelled and screamed. I told him he fucked my mother's
hole and that's why he didn't do it, choke his little chicken. He was a
little squeally shit. I said I wouldn't spank my monkey if he would let me
use my mother's hole once in a while. He ran away. But you, you were a
big man. You just firmly ordered me to wait for light out. I thought you
were a god.
My cock would not go down. I played with my balls under the blanket.
I imagined my mother's hole. I wondered if you would fuck my mother if you
met her. I imagined her sucking my cock, while you raped her. I would
stroke your massive shoulders and thank you for giving her a real man's
penis for her cunt. You'd smile and say "no problem" while you used her.
Her hole would be swollen and hanging open when you were finished. I would
kiss it better after you left, and try to suck all of your cum out.
Suddenly the lights went out. I gasped. I held my breath and waited
for you to move. You didn't. I relaxed and felt the creeping fear I had
of you that made my tool go rigid. I quietly massaged my head while I
waited for you. My balls were so filled with juice they ached. It seemed
like hours before you rolled over and got out of your bunk.
You stood before the toilet. I turned around to get a good look.
Your crotch was only two short feet from my head. You looked down at me.
I pulled my blanket back to show you that I was still playing with myself.
When you looked at my cock I felt so afraid I nearly came. You pulled down
the front of your pajama bottoms and your big thick rod stood out. It was
huge; long and strong. It was so much bigger than my little boy cock, you
looked like a monster to me. I was so scared some pre-cum wet the tip of
my head.
You started to jerk off. You took long slow deliberate strokes from
tip to base. You were showing off how big it was. You were a man. A real
man. You had balls full of cum, and a long thick cock. You had hair all
over your crotch and some on your stomach. You were Superman. I would
have done anything for you.
You stepped over and pushed your cock at my face. I could have leaned
back, but instead I opened my mouth. You rudely put your cock in my mouth.
I was just watching but you wanted a blow job so you just pushed it into my
mouth. I was so excited by fear. I tried to suck your cock like I was
your fag. I was yours and you were going to use my face for your blow
jobs. But only if I made you happy. I tried to suck the way I liked it.
You cock was so big in my mouth I had to stretch my jaw to get open. I
cramped but it passed. You would not have stopped anyway. You were a man
with a man's desire that can't be stopped.
I understood what it must be like to have a cock and big set of balls
like yours. You have to use people to satisfy that cock. I nodded my head
up and down hoping you would use me. When you jammed it to the back of my
throat I knew you like it. I forced myself not to gag. I always hated
that when a girl couldn't take it all. I pressed my head down on your cock
and felt it push passed my mouth and into my throat. It was great. I was
so afraid to be impaled on a huge man's penis, I almost came. You made a
pleased sound, and I was so happy. I would suck your cock till it killed
me if I could make you happy. I jammed my face down and you thrust you
hips up. My neck bulged with your thick cock. Tears were in my eyes and I
struggled to breath. Then you began to fuck my head.
I was dazed. You pulled out and pushed it in, again and again and
again. I relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of your head sliding passed my
tongue and popping into my throat, and then way deep down my neck. You
pushed your pubic hair right up against my nose. Your balls hit my chin.
Then you slid out to let me suck on your head before fucking me again. I
opened my throat and you fucked faster. I smelled your balls beginning to
sweat and tasted the skin of your cock. I knew I loved you for forcing me
to suck your cock. I didn't care that you hated me. Your big man size
cock was hard, and your huge balls were clenching up to fire cum. I knew
your thick cock loved me. I fucked your cock faster.
You grabbed the back of my head and fucked as fast as you wanted. I
hummed with lust. Spit was flying off your cock but you kept banging my
face. My throat ached with convulsions but I grabbed your ass and pulled
your cock deeper with every thrust. My nose was squashed by your pelvic
bone and your balls slapped my chin. Your stomach clenched and I knew you
were happy enough you give me your real man, grown up cum. You fucked
faster getting it to build up. Your big body drew all it's strength to
shoot it's sperm. You pumped my mouth and I gasped for air.
You were such a big man. The smell of your balls filled my nose and
made me so horny. I jacked my cock, wanting to cum just when you did. I
looked up to see your face. You were looking down to see your cock
smashing into my face. I jerked my young dick as fast as I could. I felt
my balls contract and the orgasm begin. Your huge cock choking me I felt
the first shiver and jerked my cock towards my own face. I made urgent
noises until you looked down and I let loose the first shot.
It splashed across my cheek and I had to close one eye. You began to
rock even faster and your breath came in gasps. My second shot splashed up
my chest and I could smell my jism. You shuttered and bashed my face
against your crotch. My third spurt flowed up and over my jerking hand.
Your cock convulsed and I felt the pulse of you pumping your strong man
jism down my throat. I let out another spurt, the best I'd ever had. You
pulled you cock back and let out more of your thick cum into my mouth. I
swallowed just in time for another spurt. You rocked to the back of my
throat and filled my mouth to capacity with greasy salty sperm. I had to
swallow again afraid I might loose some out my mouth. Sperm was still
flowing out of my boy cock. As soon as my mouth was clear, you filled it
again with the thick jelly-like end of your cum.
I rubbed the end of my wet dick and felt great. You grabbed the base
of your cock and pushed all the jism left inside into my mouth. As you
pulled your twitching cock out a thick string of cum stretched between us.
You had raped my face but I couldn't let your cum get away. I jumped
forward and got it all in my mouth, sucking your head clean. You shuttered
and a last drop oozed onto my tongue. You pushed me away in disgust.
I had my cum all over me and my mouth was teaming with your still hot
live sperm. You put your mighty cock back in your pajamas and rubbed it
dry. I felt ashamed and wiped at the cum on my face. In my mouth I
secretly held your man cum. I was in love with it. You had let me keep
about a half a mouth full and I played it over my tongue. You sat down on
the end of my bunk. I cleaned my face on my shirt. My dick was still out,
just starting to droop. I swallowed most of your cum while I looked in
your eyes. The taste was tremendous. I felt myself growing more manly,
stronger, bigger. Your cum was my magic potion to become a man like you.
You leaned back against the wall and relaxed. I cleaned myself and
put my wee dick away. Reluctantly I drank the last of your cum, trying to
keep my tongue coated with it. It was more precious than gold to me. I
pulled the blanket over me up to my chin. I was thinking you might want to
beat me up now. I said "I'm not a fag." You looked at me so long I
started to get hard again from fright, then you laughed and said "Who is?"
You told me you would make me suck your cock when ever you wanted. If
I did I could do anything I wanted in your cell, listen to music, read your
books, put up pictures or jerk off. You didn't threaten me, and I have to
thank you for that. I asked "Anytime you want? You will just walk over,
pull out your cock and put it in my mouth?" You nodded ominously. I said
"I will suck your cock, lick you balls, tongue your ass... anything you
want. I just want your cum in my mouth. Don't shoot down my throat, or
waste it in the toilet, or cum up my ass. If you're jerking off in bed,
just call me and I'll drink your jism. Don't spurt into a blanket, or
toilet paper, or onto your chest. Just let me know when you're ready and
I'll put my mouth on you. You can blast as hard as you want, all that you
have, so that I can swallow you. I'll do anything you need to help you
have a big shot. Just let me have your jism."
I don't know what you where thinking, but you smiled and went up to
your bunk. I was too afraid to sleep. My first night in prison and I'd
offered myself as a slave to you. I'd hadn't known it, but I'd been
waiting all my life to find a big man who would rape me. Now I had you.
The best man I'd ever seen. And I was locked in a stone cage with you. I
was scared. I was in heaven.
What did you do to me the next day?
Jail 2 by Arthor
The name everyone calls me is Polarbear. I live in Federal Prison.
My cellmate of four years got paroled and left. He was a good bro', and
I'll miss him. He was a big guy like me and rode with the Angles. They
gave him a sentence that guys do half that time for. But he's not good-
looking and he rides a hog and they stuck it to him. He got parole because
he is a good guy, and he deserved it.
He'd been gone about a week when you moved it. You weren't just
young, you looked small. The way they had to push you into the cell I
thought you were queer. You took the lower bunk like you were afraid of
me. I was disappointed because I thought you weren't gonna be a friend
like the one I'd just lost.
I'd forgotten you were there until you got up and stood in front of
the toilet. Normally I don't give a shit but you were just standing there.
It went on so long I had to look at what you were doing. Sure enough you
had your dick in your hand stroking it. I thought "What an idiot." You
were looking at the picture I'd put up of my old lady sucking my cock. She
was flashing her fat hairy pussy and just ready to swallow my tool. You
were rock hard, beating off right in front of me.
Now I have never used a man in prison, but when I saw this, you
stroking your boy-dick it made me want a blow job. I know guys that gang
rape new fish in the shower. I know guys who trade protection for sex. I
am not one of those guys. On the outside I would kill a guy who tried to
touch me like that. But this one time, just with you, I wanted to cum.
I watched you work your kid-prick. It is very big for your body size.
Long and fat. You were stroking it in a frenzy. Your hips were thrusting
your cock up into your hand. Your balls were out of your pants and
swinging back and forth. Your breathing got all fucked up and your mouth
hung open. My cock was getting hard and I began stroking it in my pants.
My dick was a lot bigger than yours. I knew you'd like it. I looked at
your open mouth and imagined sliding my fat cock-head into it. I imagined
that you were a fag and would suck me off.
I would just sit there and you would work on my cock. You'd use your
mouth to do what you were doing with your hand to your own cock. I watched
your dick and imagined how good that must feel. I thought about your mouth
moving up and down on my cock as fast as that. I imagined you in gay lust
with my huge tool. You wold shake it and suck it and work overtime to use
it all. My balls were full of cum and I was ready to shoot it out. I
suddenly imagined that you would be able to deep throat. I let go of my
dick before I sprayed in my pants. I could tell you were about to slash
the whole fucking floor with jism. I stopped you cold by saying "Wait for
lights out."
Part II
Late at night, when I thought everyone else was asleep, I started jerking
off under my blanket. I just imagined pushing my cock past your mouth and
down your throat and I was ready to go. I got out of bed and stood in
front of the toilet. I looked over at you and you were looking up at me.
I showed you the tent in my pajamas, and you pulled back your blanket
showing me you were beating off. My cock jumped to attention. You were
going to suck my dick.
I pulled my PJs down and let my cock out. You looked shocked. I
stoked it, showing off how long it was. Your eyes were wide and your mouth
hung open. I was getting off on your surprise. The blood filled my cock to
bursting. I couldn't get harder. I jerked the shaft and massaged the
head. You were beating your own meat. I felt the first wave of orgasm
rise, so I let my cock go. You were not jumping up to suck me. I wondered
if you weren't a fag after all, just a horny guy. I was going to give up,
but my need for a blow job was too strong to fight. I walked over to you,
and pushed my cock into your mouth.
It worked, you were sucking my cock. Oh, it felt so good. I closed
my eyes and savored the wet working on the head of my prick. You sucked
all around it, tilting your head one way and then the other. You lapped at
it like a dog. You power-sucked down on it like a demon. It was the most
ferocious dick suck I'd ever had. You were working overtime on my tool and
I loved it.
You pushed it deeper and deeper into your mouth. You were banging it
against the back of your throat and not gaging. I hate it when a woman
can't take it all. But you are a cock sucker. You don't care. You've got
my dick and your gonna use it. I just relaxed and loved it. You can suck
my prick anytime. It doesn't matter that you are a guy, I love you when my
cock is in your mouth. You pushed it past your mouth and deep throated it.
I groaned with pleasure.
I was building up to cuming. I had a lot of cum in my balls. I held
you head still, and drew my hips back, pulling my cock out of your throat.
Then I rocked forward, driving my cock into your mouth, past the end and it
popped down your throat. I pressed it all in. I held your head and forced
all of it to go down your throat. Your face was flat squashed against my
crotch. You mouth wide open, full of the base of my cock. I rubbed your
face around in my pubic hair. No woman had ever taken it all. You were
the best cock sucker I'd ever had. I drew my cock out again, and let you
suck the head.
When you had caught your breath, I held your head again. You looked
up but I couldn't read your eyes. I just pulled your head into my crotch
and all my dick went down your throat. I pulled you back and it came out.
I jammed you in again and felt the dizzying delight of fucking your face.
I pulled my cock out and then slammed it in again. I began to rock back
and forth, in and out, like I was fucking a cunt. And it felt like that
only better. I fucked faster, banging your forehead against my stomach.
You kept your mouth open and willingly swallowed my huge tool. I was
thinking of cuming when you made some grunting sound.
I looked down and you were jerking your cock up towards your face.
Suddenly a stream of jism shot out. It splashed my balls and your face. I
fucked you faster as my own orgasm began to rise. You shot another thick
steam soaking your chest. Your cum was pure white and thick. It made me
cum seeing it. I exploded a quart of sperm down your throat, as you
spurted out a wet gush that flowed over your jerking hand. I pulled my
cock back so I shot a load into your mouth. I watched in amazement as you
gathered together the whole wad and swallowed it. I shot again a long
shuttering jet stream of jism. You were covered with your own cum, your
face and chest and dick. I was pumping shot after shot of man spunk into
your mouth and you didn't care. I fired another wet load and you drank it.
You were still jerking your cock and the head glistened with sperm.
You pumped it fast getting all the jism you could out of your balls. My
whole body shook as my last blast shot into your mouth. It was a squirt of
fresh sperm that emptied from the bottom of my nuts. You opened your mouth
and didn't swallow. I saw my cock floating in a pool of jism in your
mouth. Your tongue rolled around in it. I made a ring with my fingers and
squeezed from the base of my dick traveling up to the tip. A thick glob of
spunk stuck to the piss hole like tapioca pudding. It was clear jello-like
with white beads in it. It was the end of my live sperm. My orgasm had
rung out my testicles to the last drop. I looked into the pool of jism in
your open mouth. You tongue was exploring in it. You loved it. I shook
the jelly-like glob of spunk into your mouth. Your tongue found it and
squished it against the roof of your mouth. I pushed you away and pulled
up my pajamas.
I lay back and rubbed my cock dry with my PJs. My cock felt so good.
I didn't have to think about you. You were taken care of. You had
worshiped my cum and performed a great blow job. I closed my eyes and
remembered each thing you did. After some time I heard you swallow a big
gulp of the pool of jism in your mouth. You had been savoring it. I
wanted to smile but I didn't want you to get confused. You love my jism,
do you? Well, I love blasting it, so that's fine. You swallowed again and
made a delicious humming sound. I was getting sleepy.
"I'm not a fag." you said. I looked over at you. Your eyes were
wide open and your face was directly towards me. You were telling the
truth, but it couldn't be true. You meant it. But you had sucked my cock
like a Jamaican whore. Could it be that a man could give another man a
great blow job, and savor his jism... and not be gay. Then I wondered if a
man could get an erection when another man sucked his cock, and even shoot
his spunk into a man's mouth, if he wasn't a fag. Well I knew I wasn't
gay. "Who is?" I answered.
You didn't say anything. Now I wasn't queer, but I knew I would need
another blow job someday. I didn't want you to get any funny ideas about
coming on to me. I told you, "When I want a blow job, I'm gonna put my
dick in your mouth and you are gonna suck it down your throat. I'm gonna
cum lots and you're gonna like it." I was just telling him what was true.
"You can ask to barrow stuff, like books or magazines or use my tape player
to listen to music, if you ask. You can put up pictures on the walls of
your bunk, and you can jerk off when you have to, you have my permission."
You said you would do what ever I wanted you to do. The only thing
you wanted was all of my cum in your mouth. You were like drunk for my
jism. I smiled my silent promise, and climbed up to my bunk. I fell
asleep instantly.
Jail 3 By Author
After you had raped my mouth the first night that I had arrived in
jail, I kept waiting for you to do it again. It had been three weeks and
you hadn't said anything about it. I'm not a gay guy. I wasn't looking
for sex. You showed me the prison routine and talked straight to me. You
let me fight my own battles, and earn my own respect. I was damn unhappy
to be inside. I was the youngest there, and I should be outside, starting
my first job. I silently cried myself to sleep the first two weeks, but
you were just a good friend then, and I appreciated it.
That first night you had caught me with my dick in my hand standing at
the toilet. You made me suck you off. I respected you and your man-size
cock. A man as big as you must need to shoot cum even if it is in a guy's
mouth. I don't want to be a cock sucker, but you didn't ask me. You used
me for your satisfaction. You fucked my face however you wanted until you
drained you huge hanging balls of all their jism. I was glad to help such
a big man as you feel good.
In the last week though, I've been wondering if your balls are hanging
full of cum again. I don't think you jerk off. Maybe you do, but you
don't seem the type. I lay awake in the bunk beneath you wondering when
your cock will overcome your brain and you will rape me again. I jerk off
remembering your cum and fantasizing what you might do next. It scares me,
and that make me orgasm.
I began to worry that you would need to use my asshole to fuck. I
understand a big man like you can't just get blow jobs all the time. You
will need to fuck me, full strokes into a satisfying hole. I know it will
be very painful for me while you do it, and I started to feel afraid. As I
lay in my bed, it made my cock hard.
I began to try to relax my ass by fingering myself. The harder I
pushed the harder my erection got. The first night I did it I drew blood,
but I got three fingers in. I had to put toilet paper in my underwear the
next day to catch the blood. I had fucked my ass as hard as I could stand,
and just when the pain was unbearable my cock shot sperm out all on it's
own. I was so afraid, I did not have to touch my cock, I just came.
Last night I fuck my ass with a candle. I tried to think of how you
would rape me soon, and I would have to have your whole huge cock inside my
warm body. I would have to make it good for you. I thought you would want
me to lay on my stomach with my but up in the air. This way you could
kneel behind me and fuck my ass. I didn't know if you would want to see my
face. If I was face down, maybe you could pretend you were fucking your
girlfriend back home. I lay that way and reached around behind with the
candle point at my asshole. As soon as I felt the pain start, my cock got
hard.
I imagined you taking your huge tool out of your pants and pushing it
up against my tiny hole. I pushed the candle hard but it didn't go in. I
thought it will be the same with your cock. I pushed even harder and it
hurt a lot. My cock stretched out aching under my belly. I imagined you
were behind me and the candle I was jamming into myself was your cock. As
you leaned all your weight down I stabbed the candle mercilessly into my
ass. My hole opened up all at once and you slid into me deeply. I gasped
loudly and my eyes bulged open. The pain way mighty. My cock twitched,
threatening to shoot.
I imagined you would feel good all over now that most of your penis
was at home inside my hole. My body felt full of you, a real man, and you
had an erection, because my body could please you.
My ass was gripping tight on the candle and I know your cock is much
fatter than that. I pushed it in and out deeply, to feel the fucking
motion you would use later. It touched the end of my ass and I felt pain.
I knew you would not stop there. Why should you. I was giving you my ass
for your cock to use, not for my pleasure. You would push all the way in,
and you fuck my body however you wanted. I needed to be prepared, so I
shoved the candle violently in further. The pain was blinding. I pulled
it out to the tip and then slid it back in. All the way in. I knew you
would not do it this slowly. If I was going to be any use to you at all, I
would have to take a hard fucking. You are a great big man, that doesn't
care what others think of you. You cock tells you how to fuck. If you are
going to rape me, my body must be able to satisfy you. I had to be ready.
I fucked my ass with pounding strokes. I jammed the end all the way
in. I drew it out fast and shoved it back in. I rabbit humped my ass with
it. I banged my fist against my tail bone trying to smash it deeper. It
felt like I was pushing the candle right through me and into my cock on the
other side. I shot jet after jet of jism on my bed. Every stroke seemed
to plunger another splash out of my balls. The bed was getting soaked. I
imagined you cuming in my ass. I spurted out another wet string of sperm.
You had no condom on and you were unloading pools of your man-jism into the
end of my cavity. I came again at the thought. The candle was touching
the deepest it could reach up my ass, and I imagined how it would feel when
your cock delivered your explosion of big sperm. Cum was leaking out of my
young cock. I could feel your shots of semen blasting the end of my ass.
I fucked myself with the candle and felt great. Your cum was safely inside
my body. With each stoke you shot more into me. You are a big mighty man
and your cum filled my small space. You injected you last gob of spunk and
shuddered. You had used my whole body, and I had pleased your cock enough
to win your jism. You could have stayed in my ass and slept if you'd
wanted, or pulled out and gone to your own bunk. I vowed, when you were
done, I would wait for your cum to leak out my ass, and without you seeing
me, I would taste it all.
You can't understand what the jism of a big man like you means to a
young guy like me. I respect you, and your semen is not waste, it is you.
I want it. Lots of it. It makes me stronger, and more like you. You
don't care, I know. You want to orgasm, and I want your juice. It's a
fair trade.
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