Date: Tue, 1 May 2007 14:50:30 EDT
From: MuscleThug23@aol.com
Subject: NEW JAIL PUSSY part 1

I  am  21 in jail for  murder  1, but I didn't do it.  No one bothers me much
. I have 3 really  hard core bad ass roommates and gang connections ,On top
of that I am a black  male , shaved head 6'4  with a 12"  Monster dick.  Since
there is not  puzzy in jail. Man cunt has to do. I get my share , I take it
mostly . I like  the power I get from that. >From the minute he walked in the
tank, he caused  problems. He was too  loud, too  arrogant for one. When four
men share a small area, there's  gotta be respect and this guy had no  respect.
His name was Zane  Williams.        He  would cuss when the TV wasn't on the
show he wanted. He'd get on  the cell's payphone and yell and cuss.  He
swaggered around like he ran  something. It was gonna be impossible to live with his
angry  attitude.        He  was about 23, 24 years old, great looking guy. He
stood about 5  foot 10 and had one of those bodies that  was slim hard
muscle. His  hair was  short and a dirty blonde. He had that habit of always playing
 with his crotch. He'd strut around in  boxers . He looked like a young Mark
Whalberg.
He was in  the shower when my two cellies were discussing giving him a
blanket party. I was against it, feeling  that beating the shit out of  a dude
when he had a blanket over his head was a little extreme.  We all looked as he
stepped out of the  shower. He snarled and clutch  at  his dick, and demanded,
"Whatcha staring at?" He muttered "Bunch of  fags" and started drying off.
He had the biggest set of balls I  ever saw. They had to be the size of
lemons and dangled down low in the large scrotum. It was at the  minute  I figure
my cellies may have  a point. I don't know if it was his  attitude, what he
said, or just seeing those big bull nuts, but I  changed my mind.        I
stood up and told my cellies, "We don't need a fucking blanket. I've  had enough
of his mouth!"     He didn't even flinch  as the three of us walked over. He
started  chunking! He got in a few blows before we got a grip on his wet slick
body. My  cellies were holding him as I slammed a fist into his gut!  Damn,
it was a rock hard mass of muscle,  but a few more blows and he  was  winded
some.        Those big swaying balls caught my attention, and I slammed a fist
into  them! He was more then winded  now. He was feeling some pain!
"Get  something and tie his hands together!" I said. "We're gonna teach  this boy
some manners."        My  cellies went to remove the strings from Zane's
boots. Yeah, you  know it, Zane tried to break free. I had  to admire his spunk.
My  cellies  came back, but I held up a hand indicating for them to stay  back.
I was gonna show this asshole that  I wouldn't have a problem  taking  him.
He needed to know he wasn't as tough as imagined.        He  landed one punch
to my dozen. I stayed away from his good looking  face, and concentrated on his
abs and  kidneys. He was hurting and had  slowed down. Another couple of
punches and he was down, gasping for  breath, and the fight gone  from
him.        For  a breath second I saw fear flash thru those green eyes, and
then  he hid it. I picked hip up, sat down on  a bunk, bent him over my knee
and  starting slapping his ass like he was my step child.        And  I don't
mean gentle slaps, I mean opened handed slaps they left  prints on the guys
white ass. I wasn't  counting but it was about the  10th  blow, when I realized
his hard dick was pressing into my lap.        I  grabbed him and stood up,
and announced, "He's boned up! He likes a  man spanking his butt!"        My
cellie Jeff said, "He's a faggot! Loud mouth is queer!"        Zane  wasn't
fazed, he didn't have any shame, and he made no  explanations for his erection. I
looked  at his 6-1/2 dick, the head  peeking  out of its foreskin covering.
Those big balls dangling below.        Lenny, the other cellie said, "A fucking
pain freak!"        I'd  had a few blow jobs from guys but was mainly hetero.
There was  something about Zane that made me wanna  cross a line
and get  kinky.  Something else, a gut  feeling told me Zane was past being
ready. He  wanted this!        Lenny asked him, "You suck dick?"        Zane's
smart mouth was back as he replied, "Stick it near my mouth  and  I'll bite it
off fucker!"        Lenny backhanded Zane, and growled "You got a big mouth!"
       "Relax, relax," I said. "When he's ready to have that big mouth
filled, he'll let us know. Tie his hands  up."        Jeff tied the two boot laces
together and tested their strength.  Zane's erection had lowered a little but
as his wrist were bond it  renewed  in full. The boner told me that Zane's
dick was into this  whether he admitted it or not.        Those big nuts had my
attention. The thought of working his nuts  over  made me bone up. Those two
orbs that can give so much pleasure to a  man can also give a lot of pain. I
wanted to give this tough dude  something to remember.        It  was at the
point, I figured out I wanted to fuck this stud. That  thought
surprised  me, but you never know what you like unless you try  it. Fucking
his ass could wait. Sex was  always better when you waited.        Thinking
about his nuts made me want them as low as they would go. I  turned the hot water
on in the sink and  let it run to get as hot as  possible. We had a plastic
bucket that we used to clean up with, and  I  filled that with the hottest
water I could get out of the tap.        I  tested it, not hot enough to burn but
it was uncomfortable to my  finger. Zane struggled as we lowered his  nut
sack into it. It took all  three  of us to keep him squatted over the bucket for
a few minutes. As  his nuts got used to the heat, he gave  us a few choice
cuss words.  However, his dick was still hard.        As  he balls soaked in the
hot water, I had Jeff gather up all our shoe  strings. Removing his nut sack
from the  water, I tied his balls as low  as I  could force them. He grunted
and groaned but his cock was  dripping now. I wrapped the  strings
as tight as  I could, using them as  a make shift  ball stretcher. His sack
was distended so far, it had  become semi translucent.        Refilling the
pail with fresh hot water, we lowered his now tightly  stretched sack back into
the water. The  water served two purposes, his  ball  bag was heated back up
and the water caused the shoe strings to  tighten even move around the skin.
   "You  know in a few hours, your balls could die man. I want you to  think
about that. Think about them huge  nuts of yours growing cold and  turning
black." I said.        Zane  tried to break his hands free. Nothing gave. He
glared at me, "So  you are saying that I gotta suck dick or  something to get out
of  this?"        "Naw, I said to think about them big nuts not being alive
anymore. I  never said anything about sucking dick.  I never said nothing about
you  wrapping them lips around a hard cock and sucking the cum out of it.
Lenny asked you if you sucked dick. You  said something about
biting  them off. None of us want our dicks  bitten off. Now, speaking for
myself, if a guy begged me enough to suck my dick, I would let him.  He'd have
to beg real good. He'd have to  promise to give me the best  blow  job in the
world. He'd have to swallow my cum and tell me how  good it tasted." I
responded.        "It  ain't gonna happen man," Zane replied.        I  shrugged.
"I'm in my 30's. When I was born, it was pretty much given  that you got
circumcised. You have  foreskin." I tugged at his dick  hood. "I hear foreskin makes a
dick feel more." I pushed his skin  all  the way back and exposed his  dick
head.        "Hey, can one of you get me a toothbrush and some toothpaste? I
hear  guys with skin have to be extra careful  about cleaning it. Since  Zane's
hands are tied right now and I don't have anything to do, I  think I'll learn
how to clean an uncut  cock."        "I'll do it," Jeff said. "I'm uncut and
I know where all the  sensitive  areas are. I'll get it  real
clean for  him."        "Sure," I said hiding my surprise that Jeff wanted to
torture this  guy. He was normally pretty quiet and  laid back. I noticed he
had a  hard  lump in his fly and understood. There was something about being
around a helpless naked man that just  got inside a guy.        Jeff  had just
brushed Zane's glans with the toothbrush when Zane  yelled and said, "I'll
fucking do  it!"        "Don't hear any begging," Lenny said.        It  took a
couple more swipes of the toothbrush before Zane actually  begged. A few more
swipes and he begged  right.        I watched as Zane began to suck Lenny's
dick. Lenny gave him  instructions on what felt good, what to  lick and when to
lick it.  About 10  minutes later Zane was swallowing his first load of cum.
     Through out the dick sucking, I had noticed Zane staring at me. It
registered that he wasn't stating at me  with hate, it was something  more
animalistic. I am a tall guy and working as a roofer kept me in
shape. Was  it possible that Zane felt some kind of attraction?        After
Lenny had nutted, I told Jeff "Go for it man." Jeff's face  flushed but he
pulled out his cock and  it was rock hard. Zane didn't  need  told what to do
this time. In about 5 minutes he was swallowing a  happy Jeff's load.        Zane
 had watched me as he sucked Jeff's dick. Was he pretending it was  mine? I
decided to test my theory.        My  two cellies taken care of, Zane looked at
me and I saw him lick his  lips. I said, "One of you untie him so  he can
free his nuts before  they  fall off. I'm gonna shower."        Lenny said, "You
ain't gonna make him suck your dick?"        "Naw, he just needs to learn to
respect real men. We taught him a  lesson. We did enough. If he gets to  loud
again, he knows what is  gonna  happen."        I  walked off into the shower.
The water made my cock stiff as steel. A  few minutes had gone by and I was
wishing I had gotten that blow job.        The  shower curtain
opened  slightly and Zane stuck his head in. "I need  some help, I can't get
these shoe  strings loose."        He  stared at my hard tool as he asked for
help.        "If  I help you, what do I get?" I asked.        He  looked at me
with those intense angry green eyes, "Anything you  want."        I  pulled
him into the shower and moved my lips close to his and said,  "Anything? A
kiss?"        "Yeah."        I  kissed him and fucked my dick against those big
tied up nuts. I  reached down and cupped his firm ass in  my hands. "Some of
this?"        "You  wanna fuck me?" he said.        "Yeah."        "Will it
hurt?" he asked.        "If  I do it right," I promised.        "Okay."        I
fucked him in the small shower stall. He moaned and grunted, even  cussed, but
he kept throwing that hot  ass back.        I  freed his nuts after I got my
own. His dick was still rock hard.        "I  need more." He said.        "So
do I. This time in a bunk."        "You  want them to watch?" he
asked.        "Yeah."        He  answered, "Cool with me."