Date: Tue, 5 Jun 2007 14:15:22 EDT
From: MuscleThug23@aol.com
Subject: New-jail-pussy Part 10

Most of the prisoners who rape are spending from 5 to  life. And are part of
a gang. They pick a loner smaller weaker individual. And  make that person
into a homosexual then sell him to other inmates or gangs.  Anywhere from a pack
of cigarettes to 2 cartons . . . . No one cares about you  or anyone else. If
they show kindness or are trying to be helpful, it is only  because they want
something. And if there offering you protection you can  guarantee that there
going to seek sexual favors. . . . When an inmate comes in  for the first time
and doesn't know anyone. The clicks and gangs. Watch him like  Wolves
readying there attacks. They see if he spends time alone, who he eats  with. It's
like the Wild Kingdom. Then they start playing with him,  checking the new guy
out. (They call them New  Pussy.)
I was young and yes, I was weak. My weight was only 120  lbs, when I first
got here. Am from a bad area. My family was one of the few  white families in my
hood.
My characteristics have got me raped so many times on the  street I have no
more feelings physically. My ass is now just a hole for a  strong man to use.
When I first moved into Jays cell I refused to enter a cell,  I was brutally
attacked by staff beaten down and then verbally abused by Jay all  within a hour
of being there. Why would they put me with this  beast?
Some prison rapists are so ignorant or delusional,  they imagine the rape
victim to be the homosexual--because he's doing the taking,  not dishing it out
(he's gay! he's performing a homosexual act!) this was Jay  take on it. Jay was
a king in jail.  Jay was running the joint and asked for me personally when I
arrived. He  had everything. He had a cell phone and free reign of the  joint.

It's fixed where if you're raped, the only way you [can  escape being a punk
is if] you rape someone else. Yes I know that's fully  screwed, but that's how
your head is twisted. After it's over you may be  disgusted with yourself,
but you realize you're not powerless and that you can  deliver as well as
receive pain. Then it's up to you to decide whether you enjoy  it or not. Most do, I
don't. It's sick and depraved. It's also depressing when  one of these New
Pussy's (another name for turn out), come up to you for  protection because they
know you won't hurt them as much because you've been  through it .
My second day. I sleep in the corner by the toilet to  afraid to sleep on my
bunk. He keep  his stuff there  and I was  too much of a punk to ask him to
move it.
"So you want to be my new bitch for protection." He  said on my first day. I
could protect  you or I could sell you .I have gotten a repetition since I
have been here for a  while and am big guy. The only reason for me to help you
is because you will  make a good cunt. But I could make a lot of money off
you.
Jay's dark face shone with sweat, determination  with dominance. This dude
walked around  naked in the cell day and night. Showing off is large thick dong.
He proved that  he was the blocks stud. I had never seen anything like it.
Todd was the cellie  across from use. He looked at me with lust. He was in there
for rape and murder.  I was scared.
My face reflected a defeated submission and acceptance of  my role as the
white pussyboy to be used for the satisfaction of his sexual  desires. I was a
male. I had fucked women. But I was soon put on my hands and  knees and was
being roughly fucked up the ass by this dominant young black stud.  The sight I
saw in the mirror was obscene. I was gonna be  mounted by this black stud 13,
full  inches of cock sooner or later. The idea turned me on a little. Around 2
AM. He  grab me . I screamed and fought. He  groaned in pleasure as his thick
shaft  brutally rammed against my hole. It was dry , I wish for moisture, spit
anything. It moved eper into me. I was in  tears.
Jay hauled his cock back against my hole.  making me moan with the sensation
of his  cock friction at my hole tried to keep him outside. I let out a yelp
when he  immediately rammed in until I could feel his pubes scratching my ass.
Jay fucked  me like that for a few minutes, running his cock in and out of me
with brutal  force and I heard myself whimper a few times when stuffed full of
his throbbing,  black manhood.. Then he slid his hands forward and reached
back under my chest,  pulling me upright onto my knees, his cock still buried up
inside me. I watched  his forearms cross over my chest and his fingers pinch
my nipples again. I saw  in the mirror as my whole body jerked upward and
forward with each thrust of his  cock into me. He hand his hands at one point
gripped tight at my  throat.
Jay let out a satisfied sigh and relaxed his grip,  settling onto my back. I
kept both of us supported, wanting the black stud,  whose cock was still deep
inside me to stay buried deeply in me . It felt better  in then been bang by
it.  Jay's breathing finally slowed to normal  and he raised himself upwards.
I could feel the back of my shirt soaked by both  his sweat and my own as the
cool air hit it. Jay's cock slid out of me, leaving  me feeling empty and
strangely incomplete The reality of what I was happening  suddenly hit me and the
shock of it  brought me out of my sexually induced trance.

My cock was hard as I had  been unable to stroke it and support myself and
Jay during his fucking. It  throbbed almost painfully, as hard as it had ever
been in my life. I raised up  onto my knees when Jay told me to and turned to
face him. He told me to open my  mouth and as I sucked him clean, he allowed me
to beat my cock. I came within a  minute, his softening black cock now clean
in my mouth.

Jay watched me  cum, my sperm shooting onto the floor. He made e suck him for
a few seconds  longer, then pushed me away. I watched him as he turned and
sauntered to the  couch. His ass cheeks were round, firm and tight, the skin not
as dark as his  cock, and I found myself longing not to shove my cock between
them, but to use  my tongue again. Jay reached the couch and sprawled on it
on his back. His cock  flopped over his thigh, pointing at me. Jay glanced over
at me and told me to  clean up the floor. I knew what he wanted from the look
on his face and in his  eyes. I leaned over and licked my cum from the floor.
Jay was smiling when I  looked back up at him, his teeth gleaming.

"You're learning pretty  quickly, bitch. But I suppose you want more. Right?"
He looked at  me.

"You want it from me, or from Todd?" Todd was a killer with a long  record.

"You, Jay. I want your cock." I had been used  by this dude and was hoping he
would be  the only one.
"I don't  want Todd's?"  Todd was the black  stud across the hall .  He was
sitting there watching my Rape with out a word. He rubbed his huge dick. It
appears to be a good 10 inches.  A  big black curved monster, it looked
retarded.
When I  hesitated, he laughed. "That's what I thought. Already you're wanting
more and  more dick. Well let me tell you boy. If I ever find out that you've
been some  other guy's bitch without my permission, you will never get this,"
he grabbed  his cock, "ever again. You understand that?"

"Yes, Jay."

"Good.  Then get over here and you can suck another load outta my  balls."

Obediently, I crawled to the couch and buried my face in his  crotch, I had
no more fight in me today. Taking his cockhead in my mouth. Jay  just relaxed
on the couch, enjoying letting me do all the work. His cock quickly  grew in my
mouth forcing me to climb up onto the couch to get the right angle to  get
his cock all the way in my mouth. Jay spread his legs, giving me room on the
couch to work his cock deeply in and out of my throat. Suddenly the phone rang
and I began to pull off his cock. A hand on the back of my head held my mouth
on  his shaft. The phone was on the table beside the couch above Jay's head
and with  his other hand, Jay reached behind him and grabbed it.

Hes phone rang and  he picked up."Hello? Hey bro. What's up? Really? Yeah,
kind of a slow day then.  Me? Just having a bit of fun here. Nah, not that.
Closer, but not quite. Closer  still. That's it. Yeah, it's good head. Some of the
best I've gotten. Hes phone  rang again..
" I couldn't believe that Jay was talking about getting  his cock sucked with
some guy on the phone. I found me a little whiteboy who  likes dick.
Especially black dick. No, I'm not kidding you." Jay used the grip  on my hair to move
my head up and down his cock. "Yeah, listen." He held the  phone down by my
mouth and I knew whomever was on the other end could clearly  hear the slurping
and sucking sounds of my mouth on Jay's big black cock. He  pulled the phone
back to his ear.

"See, what did I tell you. Getting  head.. Like I said, a fucking  whiteboy.
Guy is a complete cock slut. I just blew a load up his ass too. Yeah.
Buttfucked the pussyboy like he was a fifty cent whore. Yeah, I'm serious. Here.
Hold on." Jay looked at me as he pulled my mouth off his cock. "Say 'Hello
Bobby'," Jay ordered.

"Hello, Bobby," I said. I could hear a male voice  saying "Holy shit" as Jay
pulled the receiver away.

"What did I tell you?  Yeah, busted this whiteboy's cherry not too long ago,
both of them, mouth and  ass. He's been a slut for my dick ever today. I
fucked him until he could barely  walk a few days ago." Jay laughed, either at his
statement or at something the  guy on the phone said, I wasn't sure which.
"Yeah, I know. We always talked  about fucking over some white dude. Now I am
doing it - literally. Yeah, I know.  You want to? Well, I am sure that something
can be arranged. Yeah. Yeah. Hey  dude. I am getting close to blowing a load
down this fag's throat. I'll call you  later." He unloaded deep in me.

Jay almost dropped the phone onto the  cradle and used both hands to push my
head down into his crotch. My nose was  buried in his wiry black pubes as he
pumped his sperm into my mouth.

It  was three days later ,Jay had been away I don't know where or how he is
permitted to get out. "Yo, whiteboy. I got me a new piece of furniture. The
dude  was bringing in a desk.

" Get your ass over here."



I admired the  broad shoulders which tapered down to his tight waist and the
muscles which  flexed in his back as he walked. His ebony skin shone in the
sunlight as we  stepped outside. He untied the straps holding the chest in place
and grabbed one  end. He pulled it towards him, backing up as he did so. I
admired his bunched  biceps and the cords which stood out in his neck as he took
up the weight of the  piece. The whole piece was about six feet long and
three feet high. The mirror  added another three feet or so. When it was
assembled, I moved to one end and  lifted it, ready to help him push it away from the
bed and up against the wall.  Jay stopped me.

"Leave it where it is, whiteboy. For now at least." I was  confused, but used
to obeying Jay's commands so I let the end of the dresser  back down to the
floor. "You look pretty good with your muscles all pumped up  like that,
whiteboy." I noticed then that the outline of his cock was clearly  visible in the
sweats he was wearing. He rarely wore close . He only wore them  when he was
out of the cell. Jay saw where my gaze had settled and let his right  hand drop
to his crotch, massaging his hard cock through the cotton material.  "It's
obvious what you need, boy. Why don't you just strip and close your eyes.

I seemed to obey without even considering what he had told me to do or  even
really thinking about it. My shirt went first, then I kicked off my shoes  and
socks. I heard the door click shut and waited, naked, for him to return. Jay
stepped into grinned when he saw me naked and hard.

"You are learning,  whiteboy. You're doing better at following orders and I
like that." As he  talked, he began to strip off his sweatpants. He was wearing
jockeys underneath  and the white material bulged from the pressure of his
hard cock trying to get  free. My eyes traveled up and down his body, taking in
his toned, muscular form  and his sexy grin. I realized that I was incredibly
turned on by the sight of  his nearly naked, very dark body. Turned on almost
as much as the bodies of the  girls I had fucked over the years. Of course,
there was no comparison. Jay's  body was hard an muscular where the girls were
soft and yielding. Jay turned to  close the bedroom door and I saw him in
profile. The curve his back from his  broad shoulders, down to the small of his
back before the outward curve of his  muscled butt had my cock throbbing. The
bulge of his biceps and the slabs of  muscle on his chest and abs were also very
sexy. That, combined with his dark  chocolate skin made him a sight of potent
masculine virility.

Then Jay  stripped off his shorts and my eyes went straight to his long black
cock which  snapped up against the muscles in his tight abdomen. I was seeing
it from the  side and it looked big - too big to ever take in my mouth or
ass, but I knew  better from experience. I felt my mouth water as I stared at it,
remembering all  the things that Jay had done to me with that throbbing piece
of his body. As he  turned to me, I could see a shiny spot on the head where
some lube was already  forming. I knew what that tasted like, but wanted to
taste it again. I had  little doubt that soon I would be.

Jay stepped up to me, surprising me.  Normally, he had me get on my knees and
crawl to him. He further surprised me by  grabbing me by the hair on the back
of my head. With his strong grip he pulled  my head to the back and to the
right so that my face was at an angle. His mouth  covered mine and I felt his
tongue trace along my lips. I meekly let them open  and his tongue slid inside
my mouth in the way I had kissed so many girls in the  past. I let his tongue
probe in my mouth, exploring it the way his cock had done  previously, though
not nearly so deeply. Jay's other hand moved along my abs,  running lightly
over them. His fingers tickled the hairs that ran in a line down  from my navel
to my pubes. Jay's hand moved up higher until his fingers found my  right
nipple. He squeezed it gently at first and I moaned into his  mouth.

The black stud's fingers traveled to my left nipple and squeezed  it,
eliciting another moan. As Jay's hand worked over my chest, his hard cock  slapped
against mine in some kind of erotic sword play. The contact of our  bodies and
my submission to his kissing was almost enough to make me cum. Jay  must have re
alized this because his gentle fingers suddenly clamped down hard on  my
nipple, pinching it painfully. I groaned in pain, but it was mixed with  pleasure.
Jay broke the kiss and watched my face intently as he twisted my  nipple
roughly. It was clear that he was enjoying the expressions of pain and  pleasure
that he was creating on my face. He grinned at me and then pushed my  head
down. I licked at his neck and then at the ridge of his collars bone before  my
mouth was on his chest. As Jay continued to twist and pinch my left nipple,  my
lips found his dark nipple on the top of his thick slab of muscle and I began
to lick and suck on it. I felt it grow hard under my lips. Jay dragged my
mouth  across his chest, burying my face in the valley between his pecs for a
minute.  My tongue lapped up the beads of sweat that had formed from the exertion
of  moving the furniture and the sexual excitement and teased a few hairs
that grew  there.

Jay dragged my face further until I was sucking on his right  nipple. Soon it
was hard too. Being bent over by this dominant black stud had  separated our
cocks but we were both still rock hard. Slowly, almost gently, Jay  pushed on
the back of my head. I let him put me on my knees, mouth now level  with his
thick black cock. I looked up at him. He was staring down, watching me.  I
opened my lips, our eyes still locked together, and let him slide his manhood
into my mouth. Jay's eyes fluttered closed and he sighed in pleasure. I watched
as his chest filled and expanded as he took a deep breath, admiring the
muscles  which stood out in relief as he filled his lungs. Without any urging or
force  from Jay, I pushed my head forward, letting his cock stretch open my
throat and  plunge deep into me.

Somewhere in my mind I noted that I was now taking  this black buck's cock
more than willingly, but when he moaned with pleasure, I  forgot about
everything except making him feel good. I moved my head forward and  back, taking the
length of his cock into my throat, then pulling back until I  could use my
tongue on his cockhead. His salty lube covered my tongue as I  lapped it up.
Briefly again I thought of myself on my knees letting this young  black man fuck my
face as my own hard cock throbbed between my legs. Jay seemed  to grow bored
with my mouth action and grabbed my head with both hands. Holding  me tightly
in place, he jackhammered his cock into my mouth. His balls only  bounced
against my chin for a few thrusts. I grabbed my cock and stroked it in  time with
his thrusts. Soon, his balls drew up and soon Jay's body twitched and
shuddered as he pumped his cum down my throat with a long, low moan. As he came,  I
shot my own load onto the floor between his spread legs, moaning around his
cock as I did it.

Jay pulled out of my mouth and stepped back. His cock  glistened with my
spit. He looked down at me with a smirk on his face. His eyes  dropped to the
puddle of my cum on the floor then raised back up to my eyes.  "Guess you got off
on being my cocksucker again, huh, whiteboy."

I felt  myself blush in embarrassment and humiliation. Even though I had
sucked Jay  before and been fucked by him, in the moments after shooting my own
load, the  reality of what I was doing and what Jay was doing to me sank into my
mind. I  had just let this muscled black stud shoot his sperm down my throat!
My cock  wilted some from my own orgasm and the embarrassment. Jay gave me no
chance to  think or react. He grabbed my by the hair and pulled me up onto
the bed. He  arranged me on my hands and knees, looking at the mirror we had
just put on the  dresser. It was only a few feet from the edge of the bed where
my head was as  the dresser was still pushed up against the bed.

"I want you to be able  to watch yourself when I mount you like a dog and
fuck your brains out,  whiteboy. I want you to see yourself in the mirror on your
hands and knees and  see me behind you, on top of you, inside you - using
your hole, cumming up your  tight little ass. I want you to watch me fuck you
like a dog whether you want me  to or not!" Jay climbed onto the bed behind me.
In the mirror, he seemed  enormous, looming over me from behind. His black skin
glistened with sweat,  making his chest shine.

Jay wasted no time. I felt the thick, blunt head  of his cock against my
hole. I watched as Jay ran his hands possessively over my  body, feeling along my
sides then sliding under to pinch my nipples again. I  realized that my cock
was rock hard again.

"Look at me, whiteboy!" He  snapped as he drag me from my sitting area by the
toilet to his bed. I had  dropped my head to stare at the sheet beneath me on
the bed, but raised my eyes  until they met his in the mirror. As our gaze
met, Jay slid his cock into me in  a brutal thrust, knocking my breath out of me
with the sudden penetration. I  could feel my eyes widen along with my hole
as Jay took me again as his  pussyboy. I glanced into the mirror and could see
my wide eyes staring back at  me. My face was a mix of pain and pleasure and
something else. I couldn't  identify it until I looked at Jay's face again. On
it was the look of a  conqueror, a dominant male taking what he wanted. A look
of superiority as he  fucked another male up the ass to satisfy his sexual
desires.


Jay  hauled his cock back out of me, making me moan with the sensation of his
cock  leaving me empty and the friction as my hole tried to keep him inside.
I let out  a yelp when he immediately rammed back in until I could feel his
pubes  scratching my ass. Jay fucked me like that for a few minutes, running his
cock  in and out of me with brutal force and I heard myself whimper a few
times when  stuffed full of his throbbing, black manhood.. Then he slid his hands
forward  and reached back under my chest, pulling me upright onto my knees,
his cock  still buried up inside me. I watched his forearms cross over my chest
and his  fingers pinch my nipples again. I saw in the mirror as my whole body
jerked  upward and forward with each thrust of his cock into me.

"That's it  whiteboy. Take my big black dick up your tight little hole. Look
at yourself!  Look at you in the mirror, mounted by another man, taking cock
up the ass and  your own cock leaking lube like you were the one doing the
fucking! You are  nothing but a total cock whore, whiteboy. You got off on sucking
the cum outta  my balls and you get off on my fucking your tight little white
boypussy. You  fucking love it! You suck loads of my cum down your throat and
then let me ram  my cock where no self respecting real man would ever allow."
He emphasized this  with a particularly rough thrust forward. Jay pushed me
forward until I was back  on my hands and knees. I watched in the mirror as he
lowered himself onto my  back, his chest on my back and his cheek next to
mine. I could feel his beard  stubble rub against my face.

"Yeah, whiteboy," he whispered into my ear.  I watched his mouth move in the
mirror as he spoke. "Give it up to me. Give me  your hole. Oh, fuck yeah, take
my fat black cock, pussyboy. Take it up your hot  little hole. Squeeze it,
pussyboy! Clamp down on my cock!" I obeyed, milking his  cock with the muscles
of my abused ass as he humped me. In the mirror, I watched  him watching me and
could also see, past our heads, where his ass rose and fell  with each thrust
into me. Our bodies rocked forward each time he hammered his  cock deep up
inside me.

"Look at yourself, pussyboy. Look at you taking  big black dick up the ass.
You got a black man laying on your back and fucking  your brains out. Fucking
hot sight, isn't it? Little white pussyboy taking the  big cock of a real man.
A real black man who knows what to do with a man's cock.  Yeah, bitch. Take
it. Take it hard!" His thrusting was brutal and my arms were  straining to hold
us both up under the onslaught and our combined weight as he  let himself
settle fully onto my back. I watched the muscles in my own arms  bunching and
flexing as I worked to support us as he humped me. I could see the  veins in my
forearms standing out under the skin as I bore our weight and worked  to steady
us. It felt like his cock, lubed only with my spit was pulling my guts  out
each time he withdrew and I watched pain and pleasure alternate on my face
again and again. Of course, the look of conquest remained on Jay's face and the
look of submission remained on my own through it  all.
I watched as Jay's body relaxed slowly on mine. I could  feel his sweat
dripping onto me as his breathing slowly returned to normal.  Jay's cock was still
up inside me but only softened part way. Still I watched as  he raised his
head and looked at me in the mirror. He flashed me a grin of  superiority and
flexed some muscles, making his cock twitch inside me. He  smirked as I moaned
from the stimulation. Finally, he slowly pulled out of me.  Jay grabbed me by
the shoulder and pulled me to the side, flipping me onto my  back on the bed. I
watched as he climbed up my body, straddling my chest with  his knees. He
aimed his cock between my lips and I obediently took his thick  black head and
shaft into me again. As I sucked him clean, he leaned over to the  side and
picked up the phone. I kept sucking as he dialed and made a drug  deal
Jay grabbed my head and pushed it down. The orgasm he had  been holding back
now burst out and he pumped shot after shot of hot cum into my  mouth. I choke
and felt as if I was flooded.
"He.....is....a.....fucking....great.....cocksucker!" Each word was timed with a  spurt of cum. I am sure it was as obvious
to the new guy watching us as it was  to me that Jay was cumming. My mouth was
pretty full of his salty tasting seed.  I looked upwards to Jay's face as
much as his grip on my head would allow.  "Swallow it, pussyboy!" A wide grin
spread across his face as I drank down his  cum while his friend watched. I knew
my face was red, not only from the  exertions of the long blow job, but from
swallowing Jay's cum in front of  another guy.

"He just fucking ate your jizz?" There was a note of disgust  and amazement
in the guy's voice, I  could here him over the phone. "That's  fucking low,
dude. Does he take it up the ass, too?"

"Why do you think I  just called him a pussyboy?" Jay said. "You want to try
that end  first?"

"Hell yeah!"

"Go for it then, bro." I will be right  there.. I was turned away from the
cell door.

I heard the sound of a  zipper and a few more footsteps, then felt the weight
of the guy settle behind  me on the bed. I tried to turn my head just a bit
to catch the guy's reflection  in the mirror, but Jay held my head tightly,
mouth still on his cock, and his  forearm blocked my view. All I could see was
the material of a baseball cap,  backwards on the guy's head. Hands grabbed my
hips tightly and suddenly I felt  the guy line up a huge cockhead with my hole.
I guess he must have freed his  dick while watching me suck Jay.

"Oh god," I thought, "the guy's cock is  dry." I started to struggle. Even if
the guy wasn't huge, taking it dry would  fucking kill me! I tried to pull my
head up, but the two men held me in place. I  couldn't break free of their
hold. Jay's cock impaled my face as his buddy  prepared to do the same to my ass.

The force that the man behind me used  made up for the lack of lubrication. I
screamed a muffled scream around Jay's  cock as I was fucked by this stud's
cock. It felt like a giant battering ram was  being driven up inside me. Inch
after thick inch forced its way into my already  abused ass. I yelled again, my
mouth still effectively muzzled by Jay's cock  which had grown substantially
harder as he watched his buddy mount, then  penetrate, me. I struggled harder,
trying desperately to pull away from the  invading cock, but the two men
gripped me harder, holding me in place. My body  trembled as, for the first time
in my life, I had two cock inside  me.
"Ahh. Fucking tight hole, bud. Tight little hole for my  big dick." I heard
the guy sigh in pleasure. Then I felt the invader begin to  pull back out of
me, his cock seeming to pull all of my guts with it, but now at  least it was
lubed some from Jay's sperm which filled me. The guy apparently  realized it.

"Hey, I'm getting sloppy seconds here, aren't I?"

"Of  course, man! I fucked this faggot's pussy not twenty minutes ago. Good
thing I  did or you ramming in dry woulda probably killed him." Both guys
laughed. My  eyes were squeezed shut, trying to deal with the pain of this huge
cock inside  me. I moaned around Jay's cock and felt it twitch in response. "You
got the  faggot moaning now, bro. Go for broke. He's full at both ends with
dick. He must  be in pussyboy heaven. Fuck his goddam brains out!"

The man behind me  wasted no time, drilling his cock back into me. Jay
grabbed me by the ears and  began to force my mouth up and down his cock. I was
being brutally fucked at  both ends and as my body shook, I felt my cock, which
had shrunk when the new  man first took me, now slapping against my abs, hard as
stone. Together, Jay and  his friend worked my entire body back and forth, my
mouth emptying as my ass  filled with cock, then reversing so that my mouth
filled as my ass emptied. I  felt like a puppet in the hands of two sexual
puppet masters, being jerked and  pulled and moved to make them cum. I was also
realized that I was loving it.  Being taken forcefully by these guys, even
against my will, had my cock as hard  as it had ever been in my life.

I didn't know who the guy was that was fucking me. I had  probably never even
seen him before in my life, but I was loving his cock and  the way he used
it. He was a masterful cocksman, driving himself in and out of  me rough and
hard, using my hole however he wanted, not caring if I liked it but  just doing
whatever made his cock feel the best. I felt one of his hands run up  my spine
then his fingers tangle in the hair on the back of my head. With the  same
brutal force he was using to fuck me, he hauled my head up, then impaled it  on
Jay's thick black spike.

"Suck that big black cock, faggot!" he  ordered. "Suck that cock and take my
dick up your tight little hole, pussyboy!  Take these cocks, you worthless
excuse for a man. Look at you, on your hands and  knees with full of black dick
at both ends. This is what you were born for, you  piece of shit!" He forced my
head back down the length of Jay's cock, ramming  his dick deeply into me as
he did so.

Jay's cock in my mouth was turning  steely. This orgasm was going to flood my
mouth quickly, not like the long,  drawn out blow job that I had given him
while Jay waited for his buddy to  arrive. Still being rocked back and forth, I
felt the hand holding my hair  release it and both of the guy's hands began to
explore my body. He pinched my  nipples until they were hard, then ran his
hands along my arms, feeling my  biceps. He cupped my pecs, then ran his hands
down along the ridges of my abs  and used them to pull me up to meet his
thrusting cock. The back of one of his  hands hit the head of my cock and I couldn't
help myself. The stimulation of his  hands and the two cocks inside me, one
belonging to an unknown man exploring my  body like he owned it set me off. My
body twitching violently and moaning around  Jay's cock uncontrollably, I shot
my load onto the sheets of the bed beneath  me.

Jay held my head tightly with both hands and let loose his latest  explosion
of cum. I gulped it down as quickly as he shot it. "Ahhhhhh,  yeahhhhhhhh,
suck it all down, whiteboy. Eat my cum, cocksucker! Eat it  all."

I guess watching his buddy cum and feeling my ass squeezing his  cock as I
shot my own load set off the man fucking me. I heard him let out a low  moan and
he drove his cock as far in to me as he could get it and held it  there.

"Oh shit. Oh shit! I'm gonna....AH! AH! AH! AH! AH!" The guy's  hands gripped
my shoulders, his fingers digging into me as he held me in place  and filled
me with his cum. Jay's cock, now only half hard, slid out of my  mouth. Jay's
hands still gripped the sides of my head, but I managed to look up  at him. He
was watching his buddy as the guy came inside me, an amused half-grin  on his
face. I struggled to catch my breath. It seemed like it was the first  time
in hours that I didn't have Jay's cock in my mouth. I watched Jay's chest  rise
and fall as the guy fucking me slowly pulled his softening cock out of  me.

"Damn! This boy's hole is as good as any pussy I've ever  fucked!"

"Yeah, once I showed him what a slut he was, he's learned how to  please real
men like us really quick. His mouth is damn good too!" Jay  replied.

Jay finally released my head from his tight grip and I turned  it, looking
into the mirror. The young man behind me was darker than Jay by  several shades.
He still wore the backwards ball cap, but had apparently pulled  off his
shirt. His chest was toned and his dark skin shone in the light with  sweat. I
realized who he was immediately. I had seen him around the neighborhood  plenty
of times, usually hanging out with friends on a street corner, moving  with
them down the sidewalk in a pack. I'd also seen him playing basketball a  lot on
the public court a few blocks away. I didn't know his name because Jay  had
been right, I usually avoided this guy and his group.

I figured him  to be about 19 or 20, but wasn't sure. When I saw him on the
street, his face  usually was hardened, projecting an aura of superiority and
attitude. I knew  that he led his particular gang and his reputation was one of
being a gang  leader and a hard ass. I knew he had been in some trouble with
the law in the  past, but had never heard about anything really serious.
Mainly alcohol and drug  offenses. Now he was behind me staring down at me and had
just fucked me up the  ass.

Jay moved upward and climbed off the bed. He stood to my left,  looking down
at me, his cock still at half mast. "I'm gonna grab a brew," he  announced and
looked at the us. "Do whatever you want," he told the guy behind  me and
walked out of the bedroom.

I felt the guy's hands on me again and  he pushed me over and onto my back on
the cum stained sheets. My legs were now  both to the right of him and I
watched as he grabbed my ankle and lifted my left  leg, spreading them again. He
knelt there between my legs for a moment staring  down at me. I looked up at
him, a vision of black masculinity - muscles, tendons  and sweat. I saw that his
cock was a good seven or more inches and was rapidly  rising back to fully
erect. I dragged my eyes away from his crotch and up to his  face.

I didn't know who the guy was that was fucking me. I had  probably never even
seen him before in my life, but I was loving his cock and  the way he used
it. He was a masterful cocksman, driving himself in and out of  me rough and
hard, using my hole however he wanted, not caring if I liked it but  just doing
whatever made his cock feel the best. I felt one of his hands run up  my spine
then his fingers tangle in the hair on the back of my head. With the  same
brutal force he was using to fuck me, he hauled my head up, then impaled it  on
Jay's thick black spike.

"Suck that big black cock, faggot!" he  ordered. "Suck that cock and take my
dick up your tight little hole, pussyboy!  Take these cocks, you worthless
excuse for a man. Look at you, on your hands and  knees with full of black dick
at both ends. This is what you were born for, you  piece of shit!" He forced my
head back down the length of Jay's cock, ramming  his dick deeply into me as
he did so.

Jay's cock in my mouth was turning  steely. This orgasm was going to flood my
mouth quickly, not like the long,  drawn out blow job that I had given him
while Jay waited for his buddy to  arrive. Still being rocked back and forth, I
felt the hand holding my hair  release it and both of the guy's hands began to
explore my body. He pinched my  nipples until they were hard, then ran his
hands along my arms, feeling my  biceps. He cupped my pecs, then ran his hands
down along the ridges of my abs  and used them to pull me up to meet his
thrusting cock. The back of one of his  hands hit the head of my cock and I couldn't
help myself. The stimulation of his  hands and the two cocks inside me, one
belonging to an unknown man exploring my  body like he owned it set me off. My
body twitching violently and moaning around  Jay's cock uncontrollably, I shot
my load onto the sheets of the bed beneath  me.

Jay held my head tightly with both hands and let loose his latest  explosion
of cum. I gulped it down as quickly as he shot it. "Ahhhhhh,  yeahhhhhhhh,
suck it all down, whiteboy. Eat my cum, cocksucker! Eat it  all."

I guess watching his buddy cum and feeling my ass squeezing his  cock as I
shot my own load set off the man fucking me. I heard him let out a low  moan and
he drove his cock as far in to me as he could get it and held it  there.

"Oh shit. Oh shit! I'm gonna....AH! AH! AH! AH! AH!" The guy's  hands gripped
my shoulders, his fingers digging into me as he held me in place  and filled
me with his cum. Jay's cock, now only half hard, slid out of my  mouth. Jay's
hands still gripped the sides of my head, but I managed to look up  at him. He
was watching his buddy as the guy came inside me, an amused half-grin  on his
face. I struggled to catch my breath. It seemed like it was the first  time
in hours that I didn't have Jay's cock in my mouth. I watched Jay's chest  rise
and fall as the guy fucking me slowly pulled his softening cock out of  me.

"Damn! This boy's hole is as good as any pussy I've ever  fucked!"

"Yeah, once I showed him what a slut he was, he's learned how to  please real
men like us really quick. His mouth is damn good too!" Jay  replied.

Jay finally released my head from his tight grip and I turned  it, looking
into the mirror. The young man behind me was darker than Jay by  several shades.
He still wore prison  gear, but had apparently pulled off  his shirt. His
chest was toned and his dark skin shone in the light with sweat.  I realized who
he was immediately. I had seen him around the neighborhood plenty  of times,
usually hanging out with friends on a street corner, moving with them  down the
sidewalk in a pack. I'd also seen him playing basketball a lot on the  public
court a few blocks away. I didn't know his name because Jay had been  right,
I usually avoided this guy and his group.

I figured him to be  about 20 or 23, but wasn't sure. When I saw him on the
street, his face usually  was hardened, projecting an aura of superiority and
attitude. I knew that he led  his particular gang and his reputation was one of
being a gang leader and a hard  ass. I knew he had been in some trouble with
the law in the past, but had never  heard about anything really serious.
Mainly alcohol and drug offenses. Now he  was behind me staring down at me and had
just fucked me up the ass.
Years  later I found out he told everyone in my hood I got raped.  .
The first few months I was raped and beat up many  times by Jay my cell mate.
 He publicly humiliated and degraded me, making sure all the inmates and
guards  knew that I was a queen and his property. Within a week he was pimping me
out to  other inmates at $3.00 a man. This state of existence continued for
two months  until he sold me for $25.00 to another black male who purchased me
to be his  wife. It was another thirty days before an attorney was able to
force to  transfer me to another prison.
Word quickly spread of my activities That was  the setting for the rest of my
five yr. sentence. Though I was lucky, the rest  was spent with only two men,
and not hundreds of men.