Date: Tue, 24 May 2005 00:02:09 +0100
From: nom de plume <czykguy@hotmail.com>
Subject: BOYLOVER'S TALES - PRISONER C0C5UK3R 69 - PART 3

BOYLOVER'S TALES - Prisoner C0C5UK3R 69 - Part 3 by Czykguy

     As cuntboys moans echoed around the night quiet of the wing Mr Carter
eased open the door to `The Pricks' cell, stepping inside he was delighted
by the sight that greeted him.
The large hairy body of Len, `The Prick' was partly covered by the young
hairless body of pussyboy, even better Len's huge thick cock was positioned
directly over the slightly parted fuckchute of the youth. Carter could
clearly see the soft pink of the opening hole. `Len was really working this
one fast' he thought. He walked into the cell leaving the door open, behind
him cuntboys moans could be heard gently echoing in an ever-increasing
crescendo; the boy was closing in on his climax.
     "Hi Len," Carter spoke pleasantly and as he reached over to caress
pussyboys sweat sheened back he added, "hello pussyboy."
     Len gave him a two-fingered salute back and pussyboy stared up
slightly vacantly at the warder. Dimly he recalled who the man was. But
such was the sexual plateau he was on that he made no other move or
acknowledgement.
     "I see the boy's responding to his training," smiled Carter.
     Len shrugged, " He's so, so, I've had better, he's still got a long
way to go."
Cuntboys moans now reached to a howl and at this Len threw of pussyboy who
fell to the floor and dazed looked up as both men left the cell. Gingerly
he picked himself up and followed them as far as the door. As he got to the
doorway his training kicked in. He coughed gently, now unsure as to how to
attract Len's attention. Both men turned to look at him.
     "May I," he stuttered softly and added, "should I leave the cell
master?" he asked uncertainly.
Len gave him a cold look and snarled back at the youth, "On your knees
pussyboy, get on your knees."
Obediently far more obediently than for either of his parents the boy sank
to his knees and crawled to the landing edge.
     "Stand up," snarled Len, "and look down and learn."
     Pussyboy did as he was told.
     Down below on the ground floor he could clearly see cuntboy laid out
on the sheet covered dining table. Standing either side of cuntboys head
were two naked warders whose joint cocks were thrusting in and out of the
boys mouth. At the other end of the table cuntboys legs were being held up
and apart by another warder who was thrusting deep and hard into the boys
hot hole. As they watched cuntboy spasmed and he howled as his cock spurted
his boyjuice over his pulsing stomach. Pussyboy watched in awe as the boys
body was heavily abused.
     The thrusting warder suddenly threw the boys legs down and grabbed the
youth by his spermwet waist and ground his climax into the pulsing youth,
the boy locking his freed legs behind the firing warder's broad back.
Abruptly the man withdrew, thrusting the boys legs aside. Immediately the
warder to cuntboys left removed his cock from the boys sucking mouth and
plunged it into the throbbing spermdripping hole and began fucking the boy
with hard fast thrusts.
     "How many on tonight?" asked Len, his thick cock poking through the
railing and dripping a thin stream of pre-cum down on the action below.
     "The usual thirty," replied Carter, "a full complement tonight, word
must have got around. Even Big Bertha's in tonight."
     "Good," smiled Len, "that means the fucker will get a good forty loads
inside him, that'll teach him to keep his lips to himself in future," and
turning towards pussyboy he grabbed the boy by the head and bent him down
low over the railings, catching the boys thickening cock between his
stomach and the metal rail, causing pussyboy to wince with the unexpected
pain, "you getting a good look pussyboy," he said, "cos someday that's
going to be you down there," and he cackled evilly.
     Pussyboy almost unable to see from his pain tear-filled eyes now found
himself pushed to his knees and the slimy throbbing cock of his master was
thrust into his bruised mouth.
     "Clean it pussyboy," came the soft order.
     Carter watched as the boy carefully licked the leaking essence of the
mammoth tool.
     "I can't believe how quickly you got him to suck cock," Carter said in
admiration.
     Len snorted derisively, "Cocksucking is easy, they all want to see if
they can take it. Now fucking him," at this point pussyboy trembled which
luckily added to Lens excitement, "yeah fucking him now that's going to
take some time, but I've felt his hole he'll be tight. He's also got lovely
childbearing hips and he's going to enjoy delivering this baby." Again he
chuckled throatily and grabbing pussyboys head pushed his cock almost past
pussyboys gagging point for the first time.
     Pussyboy tensed, his gag reflex taking over as he tried to eject the
hard object inside his mouth but Len held him in grip of iron and as the
boy relaxed into submission, Len began to slide the huge dickhead into the
first part of pussyboys throat.
     "Breathe through your nose boy," he ordered as pussyboy began to panic
and his tightening grasp around pussyboys neck reminded the boy of his
earlier experience of being stifled. Submissively the survival part of his
brain took over and despite the huge expanding impediment in his throat;
pussyboy found he could breathe gently through his nose.
     Relentlessly Len pushed in and down slowly. Inexorably the tube of
fuckmeat slipped inside the boy until at last pussyboys lips came into
direct contact with Lens groin. Every one of the eleven inches was now
inside the boy and pussyboy knelt astounded at his masters feet, filled
with his masters godhead. Len paused so the boy could get used to
sensation.
     Pussyboy breathed softly conscious of the living being that had
invaded his gullet, he felt stretched and uncomfortable. He looked up at
the man mountain of flesh before him wondering what was going to happen
now. He could not believe that in so short a time he had become nothing but
a sperm depository, his past youthful life an aeon away. As he looked up at
Len, totally demoralised and subjugated a part of his mind was wondering
how it would actually feel when the tube of flesh currently inside his
mouth was pushed inside him down there. As the thought crossed his mind he
flinched.
     Len felt the twitch and smiled, he knew what was going though the boys
mind.
     "Brace yourself against my legs," he whispered and began to ease his
cock back ready to start thrusting. Pussyboy's opened wide with fright as
the tube began to move and this sign of terror caused to Lens cock to throb
with heightened sensation.
     Len breathed with tensed emotions, this was what he was looking for,
the knowledge that his victim knew he was at his mercy and Len never gave
no quarter. With pussyboys trembling hands locked against his thighs he
began to thrust deep throated inside the boy.
     "God your so tight, almost ass tight," he said knowing that the
thought would produce an extra tremor to pleasure his rocking cock.
Pussyboy inadvertently twitched as Len spoke and found himself swallowing
the huge weapon down further.
     Carter watched with wonder. He had seen Len in action before and knew
the power of the man but this was something else. Unconsciously he began to
caress his own hard throbbing cock under his dressing gown as Len fucked
the boys throat.
     Down below cuntboy had a clear view of pussyboys throat deflowering
and as he watched the unfolding scene above he sucked even harder at the
two new cocks that were slicked inside his mouth. Again he recalled the
first time he had deep-throated Lens gigantic flesh and he envied the boy
above him. He sucked the two cocks deep inside his mouth trying to emulate
the sensation of deep thoating that huge cock and as a nerve was touched
found his own cock spitting again much too soon. Engrossed in his beloved
memory he was totally unaware that the warder who was fucking him had
unloaded inside his sperm filled fuckchute. Cuntboy wasn't counting the
fucks, he knew from past experience that it would only make the ordeal last
longer in his brain. Len had trained him well and he knew he would get
through this nightfuck, after all it wasn't his first train pull. Cuntboy
lay back and tried to take some enjoyment from his precarious situation, he
knew some of the warders would be gentle; it was going to be the hard
fuckers that would cause the pain.
     Len took up a steady rhythm occasionally bringing his hand around to
caress pussyboys throat where he could feel his cock though the swollen
neck; he loved the feeling as he masturbated himself though the boys skin.
     "Shall we go inside?" broke in Carter, "I'd like to help in the boys
training."
     Len looked sharply at the warder and grinned, showing his yellowing
teeth in a knowing leering smile. Abruptly he pulled his cock free of its
confining sheath and stepped back into the cell. Pussyboy shocked by the
sudden withdrawal lay collapsed upon the landing, gasping as his normal
breathing pattern established itself. He coughed gently causing a spurt of
Lens pre-cum to fall back into his mouth. He held it there and then without
thought swallowed the fluid back down.
     Mr Carter pulled him up to his knees and knelt down to the boys level.
Still unfocused pussyboys eyes looked vaguely back at him. Satisfied the
boy was all right he spoke softly.
     "Inside," he ordered and still on his knees the boy crawled back into
the cell.
     Inside Len lay expectantly on the bed.
     "Here pussyboy," he called impatiently, "keep me wet and hard," and
pussyboy crawled to the side of the bed and began to lick and suckle the
weapon that so shortly had been living inside him. To one side Mr Cater
removed the loose dressing gown he had been wearing and stepped out of his
trainers, underneath he was naked. He stood there watching as the boy
slicked and slurped the huge throbbing dick and made himself ready. Len
watched through half lidded eyes as the warder stripped and began to caress
his thick cock.
     "Stop pussyboy," he said throatily his voice heavy with expectation,
"sit up and watch and learn."
     At this command the naked youth sat as instructed on the opposite bed.
He looked with amazement at the naked warder who stood before him. He could
see Carter's seven-inch thick throbbing slimy cock as it pulsed in front of
him. Carter moved forward and pussyboy could see the mans muscular back and
the tight thick buttocks, but there was something wrong with the view,
something he did not understand, then as Carter bent forward over Len's
cock to suck the tip, to wet it heavily, pussyboy realised what was odd,
what it was that was out of place.
     Sticking out from the warders' arse was a thick black object that
bobbed just as much as the warders' head did. The warder had a huge lump
sticking out from his fuckchute. Carter turned around to look at the amazed
boy.
     "Slowly," he ordered, "take it out slowly, twist it as you do, so it
comes out easily."
     Pussyboy looked at the warder and the object and then raised his hands
questioningly.
     "For fucks sake boy," the warder swore at him impatiently, "take the
fucking dildo out of my arsehole."
     Shocked into action pussyboy grasped the cool plastic of the dildo and
gently tugged. The warder spasmed, "twist it you fucker," he grunted,
"twist it out."
     Pussyboy gently began to turn the object, at first there was a slight
resistance and then the dildo moved. Slowly and with extreme care pussyboy
pulled the dildo towards him. He had heard of such things, he'd seen them
in shops, but as the dildo came into view involuntarily he gasped, he'd
never seen one this big and wide. There was a slight sucking sound as the
dildo was fully released and Carter grunted. Pussyboy put the offending
item down, it was covered in sticky goo and as he looked back he could see
a trickle of the viscous liquid ooze from Carters hole.
     "Rim me boy," instructed Cater, "get me good and wet."
     "Er," spluttered pussyboy, the instruction beyond his youthful
knowledge and experience.
     "Lick his arsehole pussyboy," snarled a grinning Len, "get his
fuckchute good and ready, poke that tongue of yours right up his shitter."
     Aghast pussyboy looked from Len to the slickly grinning winking eye in
front of him, the sticky goo now dribbling down to the swinging ballsac. He
could not, no he could never..... he never saw the hand he was only aware
of the fact that once again his head was in Len's forceful grip and that
his nose and mouth was now forced hard against the sticky mess in front of
him. This was worse than licking piss from the end of Len's cock.
     "Lick," commanded Len and obediently his slave began to slick his
tongue over and around the expanse of flesh before him.
     Pussyboy reluctantly relaxed into his new task and soon Carter's
arsehole and the surrounding area was gleaming with the combined lubricant
and spittle. Pussyboy found that the taste was not offensive, obviously the
warder had cleaned himself up for this act and under Len's instruction as
he edged his tongue into the pink centre he felt the man begin to moan with
lust. Pussyboy slicked and licked on for several minutes until the warder
stood up.
     "Now boy," smiled Len, "you watch and learn, watch and learn," and his
grin expanded lecherously. Pussyboy could almost see Len's eyes sparkle
with anticipation.
     Pussyboy sat trembling astounded as the warder now climbed onto the
bed and stood astride Len, stood above the thick sky pointing tube of
manflesh. Carter now began to take deep breaths and then slowly his knees
bent and he began to squat down, down until his body was poised over the
trembling cockhead that tumbled wave and wave of expectant pre-cum.
     "Watch boy" grunted Carter as he felt beneath him with one hand to
point the cockflesh in the right direction, then holding his balls clear
with the other he began to lower himself on the impaling tube. Pussyboy
watched amazed and open-mouthed as the slick thick cockhead that had so
recently slid down his throat, which now twitched and ached at the memory,
slipped slowly, grudgingly inside the warders' rectum.
     As the anal opening was breached, pussyboy remembered the fact that
the invading cock was eight inches round at the edge of the helmet, he
gulped again remembering as it had slid inside him. Now Carter grunted and
gasped as the loved cock began its heavenly journey inside him. With each
deep grunted breath the mammoth pole slipped further and further in. Eyes
boggling pussyboy could only wonder as finally the warder lay impaled on
Len's groin.
     "Balls deep," grunted Carter with satisfaction, "balls deep," he
smiled with elation. It had been much easier this time, wearing the dildo
for two hours had been a great help, as had the somewhat inexpert rimming.
     "Balls deep," murmured pussyboy as his own anal canal pulsed and
twitched causing the boy to shiver with, with, shocked he recognised, the
feeling of anticipation. "No, noooo, nooo," he screamed mentally but found
he could not take his eyes of the enthralling coupling before him. Now he
knew it really was possible to take that huge piece of flesh inside him, he
had already done it orally and again the feeling of desolation flooded over
him. What was he becoming, where did his future lie now and why was he now
feeling the strange wants and needs for sex in this revoltingly attractive
new fashion.
     Carter breathed gently and rhythmically and satisfied that all was
well began to fuck himself against the huge weapon lodged inside his
lovechute. Pussyboy watched as the two selfish men began to pleasure
themselves against each other. This was to be no example of lovemaking this
was sex, raw, lusty self-satisfying hard core rampant man on man sex and as
the odours of masculine coupling began to invade the confining space,
pussyboy felt his own cock begin to respond and once again the youth found
his own sex betraying him as his cock hardened and pulsed and the tip
gleamed wetly. Even worse was the tickle deep inside his own fuckchute and
instinctively pussyboy found his fingers beginning to thrust inside himself
anxious to quell the lusty want that now existed there.
     Both Carter and Len began to grunt in increasing tempo and length. Len
despite his strength was disadvantaged by the weight of his abuser and
frustrated that he was not able to thrust as his own nature would have
intended. He did his best to accentuate the sensations by withdrawing into
the mattress beneath him as far as he could allow. Carter took advantage of
this to raise himself so that the edge of the ponderous helmet almost but
not quite could be seen at the opening of his fuckchute and he grunted with
increased passion as the hard throbbing sex length filled and refilled the
chasm within him.
     The pair began to sweat freely now, with little clear rivulets of
salted passion running down from both their brows. Pussyboy watched as
these sex streams coursed down the muscular body of the warder and closer
and closer he edged to one particular passion salted tear until from
somewhere within himself he leaned forward and licked the sweat rivulet.
His own passion now enflamed by the hot salt sweat caused him to lust for
something more and he started to lick the warder all over, sucking and
nipping at the warders proud nipples. Down he went down further past the
straining muscles of the sweat stained belly until he slicked his way along
the warders hard, steel bone of a cock that jutted and cried forth it's
wanton manliness. Deep he took the now eight-inch cock, sucking down the
leaking emission of the warders' sweet pre-cum.
     Locked together the trio fucked their way to their lusted for climax.
The deep thrusts of Lens vast weapon doing the first damage as it crushed
the warders prostrate gland until with a trembling long drawn out shudder
the warder ejaculated hotly and deeply straight down into pussyboys eager
swallowing throat. Len delighting in the sensations as his cock was
squeezed with the warders climax also began to jet his own sperm high into
Carters arsehole, filling his bowels with his man juice, but even as he
commenced his ejaculation pussyboy spat his climax onto the floor beneath
him, shuddering along with the warders orgasm. They rocked gently in the
aftermath of loveless passion and now again they could hear cuntboy as he
also attained another climax down, down below them.
     Slowly their movements stopped and the warder tensed, deep breathing
as he became more and more aware of the invasion of his body, now came the
aching hurt of passion spent, of muscles and arseholes abused, of tender
headed cock helmets which sought to draw back within their sperm slicked
shells.
     Len grunted deeply, causing his cock to twitch and pulse and at this
Carter began the slow withdrawal of the love muscle. Slowly painfully and
pain inducing he raised himself up and off the still twitching pile of sex
flesh. Finally he was fully clear and now the depression of emptiness
coursed through him and part of him wanted to seize the magnificent tube
and plunge it back inside him.
     Len looked at his sperm and goo covered cock.
     "Clean it," he told pussyboy who raised himself from his sated after
climax slumped position to begin the task of cleaning the hard tube of all
the liquids covering it.
     Carter relaxed against the cell wall watching the boy at his task. He
still felt empty inside, but the sating of his passion now enflamed his
depression turning it into a feeling of well being. Pussyboy had now
finished his task and knelt back on his knees. Len looked at him with an
unfathomable deep look in his eyes.
     "Clean him out," he whispered.
     Pussyboy looked at his master for some kind of indication as to what
he meant, again he was in deep beyond his youthful experience and knowledge
of man to man sex. Carter watching, felt his pulse quicken and his cock
still deflating, stopped and pulsed with anticipation.
     "Clean him out," stated Len malevolently, "lick his arsehole deep and
get my spunk back inside your stomach."
     Pussyboy blanched, his already wan face paling even more. Carter
smiled and leaning back opened his legs so that his lovehole was ready for
this new sex abuse, he felt his arsehole twitch and pulse in eager
anticipation. Tentatively pussyboy nervously knelt forward and began
licking the outer edges of the man's hole. The smell was he found
intoxicating and unable to help himself the boy launched his tongue as deep
as it would go. Not satisfied he found himself opening his mouth wide,
wider, so that he could cover the throbbing hole and suck deep until at
last Len's sperm was sliding down his throat.
     Len watched as the eager boy suckled on his new teat until he could
suck no more. Pussyboy leaned back his mouth covered with sweat and passion
and semen, his eyes were bright with lust and he savoured the combined
flavours of Len's spunk and the warders goo enrighed hole. He never
realised that he was licking his lips with pure lusty satisfaction
     "More," stated Len, "get it all."
     Terrified pussyboy looked at his master and shook his head with
unasked questions.
     "Here, " said Len and as the boy approached him he grabbed pussyboys
right hand and began to cover it with lubricant.
     Carter leaned back, his eyes glittering with lust. He knew what to
expect now.
     Len quickly coated the boys' hand and arm with the lotion and then
took the hand and formed it so that pussyboy could push it deep inside the
warders' anus. Wonderingly pussyboy eased his hand into the deep pink hot
tunnel. Slowly his hand disappeared inside the man.
     "More," said Len, "further in. Find my spunk," he ordered.
     Hesitantly pussyboy pushed his hand further in. He could not believe
how hot and velvety the warders fuckchute felt. He could feel the warders'
body pulse and the envelope that held his hand seemed to fit him close like
a well-worn glove. Carefully he eased his hand and now his wrist further
into the welcoming void. As he did so his own cock began to harden and
pulse in time to the beat he sensed through the contact with his hand.
Pussyboy looked down at his own cock and at his arm sticking out of the
warders' arse. He could not believe that two short days ago he had been an
ordinary troubled teenager now in so short a time he was a decadent
cockslut and worst of all more and more he wanted this.
     Now without further prompting he slid his hand in further inside the
warders' lovetunnel so that he was a good four inches past his wrist. As he
did so Carters cock began to throb and pulse and as pussyboys hand came
into contact with his prostrate he grunted and his cock spilled forth a
cockhead-covering wave of pre-cum.
     "Hold it there," whispered Len watching the warders' response, "now
ease back and find that lump."
     The boy did as he was told.
     "Now open your hand and gently squeeze the lump," said Len his eyes
never leaving the warders face.
     Carter grunted and his cock rose hard and high gaining another hard
inch.
     "Now squeeze it and squeeze it," insisted Len and as pussyboy opened
and clenched his hand around the unfamiliar hot lump Carter grunted hard
and raised himself high off the bed, dragging the boy up with him as he
shot hot and high, the seven spurts of lovejuice hitting the cell wall
behind him and above him.
     As Carters climax began pussyboy felt his hand and arm being crushed
as the love tunnel squeezed him back and he found himself watching in
disbelief as the throbbing spitting cock continued to dribble wave after
wave of cum down along its steel hard length.
     "Now pull your hand out," commanded Len, "and clean it up."
     Pussyboy slowly withdrew his crushed limb and began to clean it of the
sperm and other liquids that coated it, again and again he sunk it back
inside the quivering hole until at last no more of anything came back out.
Carter lay almost sedated in a deep sex-induced stupor as the boy did his
work.
     "Push the dildo back in," he at last managed to croak through his dry
lips and grinning Len picked up the false god and without bothering to
grease it, pushed it in hard and deep, grinding it round and round as he
did so. Carter did not even flinch at this extra abuse, but both men felt
the mans fuckhole grab the dildo with gusto.
     Carter now took a deep breath and carefully stood up. Pussyboy noticed
that the legs were not quite as straight as they had been, the man had been
fucked bow-legged.
     "I hope you learned something pussyboy," he smiled as he reached for
his gown, " and I look forward to seeing you take that up the arse," he
added nodding at the still hard shaft.
     Len cackled, in his minds eye he could already see pussyboy stretched
out beneath him as this time he did the fucking and the thrusting. He
pulled pussyboys lips back on his leaking cock.
     Carter turned to leave but as he stood by the landing railing to look
down at cuntboy who was still hard at work he looked back.
     "Come and see this," he said.
     They stood beside him on the landing.
     Down below another two cocks were thrusting in and out of cuntboys
overtired mouth. The boy now lay static as the two new warders fucked his
obliging mouth. But it was what was about to take place at his lovehole end
that drew their attention.
     "Big Bertha," breathed Len and a huge grin split his ugly face almost
in half.
     Down below the huge lesbian warder stood naked beside the sperm coated
body of cuntboy. As they watched she rubbed the smaller end of the double
headed dildo in the boys' liquid and gently inserted it into her vagina.
Then tightening the straps attached to the large false cock she dipped the
other end in the pools of cuntboys spunk and slipped it between his legs.
With an animalistic cry the huge muscled woman thrust the hard rubber cock
deep into cuntboys hole and began to fuck the lad hard and deep. Faster and
harder Big Bertha went at it, causing the table to move across the floor
with the brute strength of her thrusts.
     Around her stood all the warders watching the huge woman impale
herself and the boy as she fucked her way to her own climax, many of them
grasping their own cocks and timing their strokes with her fuck thrusts.
Her big heavy tits knocked in a steady rhythm against the upraised legs of
the boy, as harder and faster she rode the boy. Again his cock rose to the
beating his young prostate was taking and the moaning of his rising climax
also began until he twitched and spasmed into his orgasm, only this time he
came dry, his boywell was empty and his spasming cock emptied nothing but
air into the space above his belly.
     Big Bertha intent on her own satisfaction took no notice and began to
pound cuntboys arsehole until she shook into her own climax. As she
shuddered and heaved, spraying droplets of sweat around her as she achieved
her goal, the warders around her watching the fantastic spectacle began to
applaud her achievement.
     "Christ. I hope no one tries to riot now," thought Carter as he could
see that nearly all the nightshift was gathered below to watch the lesbian
fuck her way into their fantasies.
     At last Big Bertha shook herself one more time and withdrew the dildo
from the boy. As the weapon came into view Carter felt his own lovechute
tremble and he resolved to arrange for the woman warders next job appraisal
assessment to take place in his private quarters very soon.
     Pussyboy watched the spectacle himself with growing horror, already he
could feel the hard plastic rubbing against his own hole and he could feel
the sweat laded muscled arms of the woman as she grabbed him. Len watched
the boy and observing his trembling reactions realised what was going
through his mind. Casually he leaned against the boy and slipped a hard
finger up the boys wet hole.
     "That better?" he asked as pussyboy tensed and then clenched the
invading digit. Slowly Len began to finger fuck the boy, with one then two
and at last three hard fingers. Pussyboy grabbed the landing railing to
stop himself being heaved over the top, as Len's finger fuck became more
and more insistent. A fourth finger now joined the three and pussyboy
spasmed with the exquisite pain that this extra width induced. Len finger
fucked him hard for a few more minutes and then abruptly pulled his fingers
out.
     Not for the first time pussyboy looked at him with reluctant
disappointment on his face as he once again felt empty and unsatisfied.
'Now what' he thought remembering the last time Len had done this to him.
     "Inside," said Len and shivering with anticipation pussyboy crawled
back inside the cell.
     Carter smiled and made his way downstairs anxious to speak to Big
Bertha before she dressed and returned to her wing. He found her sucking on
the end of the dildo that had been inside her vagina. Carter felt his arse
twitch at the sight.
     Back inside the cell Len lay back on his bed and beckoned pussyboy
over. Again he took the lotion bottle in his hand and began to coat
pussyboys hand once again. Pussyboy looked at him with growing horror,
surely he wasn't expected to serve Len in this new fashion. Then as he was
bent over Len's cock with his mouth once more position over the again
leaking tip, he felt his lubricated hand being slipped inside his own hole.
     Gently as he suckled at the tip of Len's thickening cockhead he found
his hand being pushed further and further inside his own lovetunnel. As he
concentrated on the now thrusting cock, taking it once again deeper and
deeper he ignored the pain and lust from his fucking hand. As he once again
deep throated Len's huge cockhead into his throat he realised that his own
hand was now completely inserted inside himself and as he swallowed the
cock to climax he brought himself off by stroking his own prostrate nipple.
     Raising his head up and away from the once again semen coated muscle,
as he bent to clean it up he knew it was now going to be a shorter time
before the mound of flesh before him would be joining his hand. Pussyboy
was not surprised to find that his pulse quickened with anticipation.
     The next few days were quiet ones as pussyboy settled into his new
role. He learned his tasks well and began to anticipate Len's sexual needs
and to his own surprise also got used to cleaning Len's cock after he had a
piss. Cuntboy following his `train pull' was not seen for a full day, after
which he again began serving them their meals.
     It was at supper that Len stopped the boy from leaving the cell.
     "Suck him," he said.
     Wordlessly cuntboy knelt before pussyboy and began to suck his growing
cock. Pussyboy marvelled at this new sensation. Now for the first time he
could experience what it was like to have his own cock sucked after
servicing Len and Mr Carter. He watched carefully observing cuntboys
technique, learning as he was being sucked how to improve his own
performance. Now he knew how wonderful it felt as cuntboy tongued and
slicked and sucked him. Pussyboy felt the new lusts and sensations wash
over him. He closed his eyes as he began the short journey to orgasm and
fantasised about sucking off the boy before him. Gone were the straight
fantasies of his miswanked youth, as the boy explored his new sexual world.
Expertly cuntboy brought him to a full satisfying climax and as pussyboy
spurted into the hot slurping mouth Len called out.
     "Don't swallow it, Give it back to him."
     Obediently cuntboy stood up and pressed his mouth to pussyboys.
Pussyboy quickly opened up to the pressure on his lips and the pair kissed
deep until all his sperm was gone. They carried on kissing, swapping
tongues as Len watched his prot‚g‚ at work. Gone was the youth that had
stood frightened, in its place was a submissive sex slave who was growing
more and more confident of his body and abilities and his own new personal
lusts and wants.
     It was time to get the boy fucked, he decided, he knew he would not be
first, he'd probably kill the kid, splitting him in half with his weapon.
Len needed a cherry taker and cuntboy did not fill the bill. The two boys
were now getting hot and heavy, cuntboy was already half hard and pussyboy
was also rising to the occasion as well.
     "Fuck off cuntboy," he called out gratified to see that the pair
disengage and the now disappointed boy left the cell quickly. "Don't waste
it," he told pussyboy and passed the boy the lubricant.
     Pussyboy settled himself on the other bed and coating his hole and his
hand quickly inserted his hand back inside himself and stoking the love
nipple that brought himself to a quick orgasm. Len watched the boy fisting
himself noting how easily the small hand went in now. `Yes," he thought,
"it's definitely time to take his cherry' and as his smile broadened he
knew just who to trust.
     Outside in the real world Alan Masters began the first of his private
session with the two brothers. He got on the bed between the two nude boys.
     "Now Davey," he smiled, "I want you to show me everything that Mr
Cocker taught you."
     Obediently the dark haired twelve-year-old bent forward and began to
eagerly suck Alan's thick cock. "Now Billy," Alan smiled at the giggling
ten year old, "now what can you do?"
     The boy moved up the bed and began to kiss Alan, surrendering his
mouth to Alan's probing tongue. The boys happily changed places and turn
and turn around they showed Alan how proficient they were. As he fucked
them one after another he decided to bring forward his next session with
the boys and to certainly arrange a special weekend away, they would soon
be earning back the money he had spent on Cockers defence and he knew just
who was looking for a couple of loving nephews for a weekend treat. After
he had filled Billy's young fuckhole with his manjuice, Davey set to so
that he could now fill his lovechute. Alan found under the boys' expert
cocksucking that he was soon ready to satisfy the lad. Afterwards he let
the boys suck off the cameraman and the sound boy, this video however was
one for his personal collection, he would edit the faces out for the
commercial one. He watched his two new goldmines sucking for their supper
and pictured them with Kenny or what was it Carter had told him he was
called now, `Oh yeah pussyboy' and as he smiled with anticipation his again
hard cock slipped back into one of its new homes. Billy wriggled daintily
back on his new friend. He still preferred Mr Cocker but he wasn't here and
this cock was. Davey watched his younger brother enviously awaiting his
turn and played with his young hard cock, slipping a couple of fingers in
and out of his lovehole, keeping it nicely fuckable and ready for Alan.
     Back inside the Chief Warders personal office the door was locked for
the second time that week and the newly promoted Senior Warder `Big' Bertha
prepared herself. Slowly the huge nude woman approached the quivering
anticipating man flesh that lay before her. Carter's eyes glittered with
heavy lust as he watched the gleaming dripping end of the new toy he had
bought for their personal use. As the foot-long club-ended dildo began its
journey within him he began to grunt in time with its jerking movement as
it slid inside him. Soon, very soon the woman's hairy vagina was scratching
at his arse cheeks. Big Bertha closed her eyes and began to pretend that it
was her personal fantasy, 'Kylie Minogue' gagging for it in front of her,
'Cant get you out of mind' her fantasy figure moaned sweetly at her as she
thrust hard and fast; if she could have had a choice she would have wanted
the slim feminine cuntboy laid out for a fuck, he was much more responsive
than the Chief Warder but, she thought, a promotions a promotion and a
fucks a fuck, besides she was on company time so she was being paid for it.
Resolutely she began to wind herself up for her climax, the new harnessed
dildo stroking her just right. Softly Carter began to moan as their strange
coupling fucked the afternoon away.
     Up back in the cell Len grinned as he watched his cock once again
disappear down the now easily opening throat. 'Soon it would be where it
wanted to be', buried deep in the boys fuckchute.
     Pussyboy felt his lovetunnel twitch and put it down to a reaction to
the recent climax.
     To be continued...
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