Date: Thu, 15 Mar 2007 17:28:18 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the hole-5

	Piedmont Penitentiary is an old turn of the century prison nick
named "The HOLE" on the outskirts of Philadelphia in the Valley Forge
section of Pennsylvania, which was built to hold up to 500 convicted
inmates. Today it holds nearly 1500, 3 times it's intended population. Over
crowding means there are 2 to 3 men or more per cell, which was originally
built to house just one. The plumbing is old and rusted, the walls are
crumbly, the foundation is corroded, and morale is low. Inmates and
Officers complain of conditions, but more complaints are lost to the board
of directors. Politicians that look to line their pockets before updating
repairs for inmates, run the board. No one cares if convicted criminals
complain about "unfair" living conditions. They were incarcerated for
punishment, not comfort. Most tax payers see them as animals that need to
be locked up off the streets. They are forgotten and unwanted members of
society, -the scary and depraved. Whatever happens to them behind bars is
more than likely deserved!

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The HOLE/5
ANOTHER DAY IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD

Pt-1

	Nakia Dawson lay back on the bed of his cell, his legs pinned to
the shoulders of the convict fucking him as his ass was dug into for the
sixth consecutive time in a row. Nakia Dawson is a 28 year old man, wrongly
convicted of a crime he didn't commit. He's spent the pass months
regretting his misfortune, even more so now that his manhood had been taken
away, and he was forced to sexually service his cellmate; -a ruthless
tyrant by the name of Duke Daniels.
	Duke (as he is called) had taken a liking to Nakia from the first
moment he saw him, and was now making him sell his body to other inmates
for money and favors. Duke didn't care that Nakia wasn't gay, or that he
didn't like most of the men that fucked him. All Duke cared about was
getting further ahead, -inmates were willing to pay `top dollar' for a shot
at some `good cell-pussy' (which was what they called an inmate that got
fucked regularly). Duke sold Nakia for as little as 5 cigarettes (which
flows as cash in prison), and for as much as promises to reward him with
huge favors outside the prison walls. Nakia however, got very little from
the interactions other than a very sore asshole of a full belly of cum.

	The man currently fucking Nakia was a convicted serial killer who
slashed the throats of over 30 women in the span of 10 years. Noted as "the
roadside killer" wanted in 4 states, Jeremy Waters was once a shy, timid,
young man before he started killing women for sex. He grew up in a small
town just outside Moss-Green Louisiana. His father was abusive to his
mother, and he often watched her get beaten and raped by his ole man. No
one ever knew what went on in Jeremy's household, until he came home one
day to find his mother murdered by his father as she lay naked on the
floor. Jeremy's father was never convicted, as he fled the scene and was
never heard from again. Jeremy moved in with relatives at 13, and lived
what everyone considered to be a "normal" life. However, Jeremy had a
firestorm of turmoil building inside of him.
	As his desires for females increased, so did his violence towards
them. Simple sex meant nothing to him, he only got truly aroused when he
was conflicting bodily harm on someone. The first murder was unintentional,
but the others all bought his lust for sex and violence to a climactic end.

	Nakia lay underneath Jeremy Waters, looking up into the face of a
serial killer as he fucked him. Nakia couldn't help but think of the tens
of girls that died at the hands of this man. Jeremy fucked Nakia as if he
were one of his female victims. He humped hard into Nakia's ass, thrusting
his dick in and out of the bottom man's anus as he flashed back memories of
the girls he carved. His eyes rolled up in their sockets as he thought of
the naked bodies underneath him, -their bouncing tities, their loud
screams, and all the red blood. Jeremy came at that very precise moment,
filling Nakia's gut with his sick twisted family's essence.
	Nakia was glad that this particular session was over. He hated what
Duke had made him become, and hated having to give it up to other inmates
as well even more. He watched as Jeremy came down off his climactic
high. His dick starting to shrivel inside him. He looked down at Nakia,
then turned away with embarrassment before pulling out and walking
away. Nakia got up from his bed, then walked over to the sink in his
cell. He barely had time to wipe the slime from his ass crack when the next
inmate came in for his session, hard dick already protruding his prison
garb.

	Nakia was guided back to the bed, where he was shoved forward and
fucked hard. Nakia tried to stifle a scream as the dick bore through him,
tearing through his aching anus without mercy or preparation. The inmate
had no concerns for Nakia or his well being, all he wanted was something
warm and wet to fuck into until he drained his bloated balls. It was nice
getting some new ass, without having to fight for it to the death. Duke
made sure Nakia gave his cell pussy up to whomever he chose, refusal meant
bodily harm, and Nakia was well aware of what that meant.
	The inmate currently fucking him was Tyrone Ware, a 35 yr old
convicted of killing his boss after firing him from the Post office. Tyrone
had a quick temper (like most inmates), and proceeded to beat the shit out
of his supervisor after being reprimanded for lateness. By the end of the
fight, Tyrone's boss lay on the floor twitching from a seizure. He later
died from complications due to the beating he sustained, which resulted in
a lengthy prison sentence for Tyrone.

	Tyrone held Nakia by the hips, ramming his dick into the man's back
door with anger and aggression. He pounded Nakia's ass non-stop for 15
minutes, groaning and grunting like an animal until he felt himself nearing
orgasm. He pushed Nakia forward until his head was banging against the cell
wall while he fucked. Nakia tried to keep himself from being knocked
unconscious as Tyrone's dick swelled inside him, then started shooting hot
cum into his slimed rectum. "Fucking bitch..., take that shit pussy!
AAARRRRRHHHH yyeeeaaaaahhhh...!!" he yelled.

"Good pussy?" asked Duke, standing beside the fucking dual as Ty finished
up his orgasm, and pulled out.

"Damn straight! Well worth the 5 cigarettes I paid to get into it!"
--laughed Ty. Nakia felt like a cheap hooker when he heard the small price
paid for fucking him and stealing his manhood.

"Spread the word. This bitch's pussy's gonna be stretched all to hell by
the time he gets out of prison!" --laughed Duke, holding Nakia's ass open
with his huge hands. "Look at all that nutt spilling out of him!"

"You gonna fuck him now too?" asked Tyrone, tucking his dick as he prepared
to leave.

"Naw..., not til he showers and flushes all that cum juice from his ass. I
gets my fucks at night while you niggas'r all sleeping!"

"Lucky you!" said Ty, envious.

"Luck had nothing to do with it. I wanted my dick sucked, and MADE this
nigga suck it! Pure and simple. Right bitch?"

"Yes, sir!" said Nakia, getting a chuckle from Tyrone.

"Turn around here and suck my dick, bitch!" --ordered Duke. Nakia wasted no
time doing as Duke commanded. He spun around and knelt before his cellmate,
then unzipped his pants from him and fished out his semi-hardon. Tyrone
watched amusingly as Nakia opened his mouth and took the muscle man's prick
inside.

"Got her trained good, eh?" smiled Tyrone, liking the way Nakia did as he
was told quickly.

"Damn straight! Bitch knows what'll happen to him if he don't do what I
said, -and do it well!" warned Duke, flexing his muscles.

"You should dress him up like a woman, sell his ass as REAL pussy for all
the guys that want to imagine fucking a female!" --suggested Ty.

"Good idea, man! Put him in a wig and a dress, with some lipstick and
make-up? Make his walk the cell block switching like a true bitch!"
--laughed Duke, liking the thought.

"Won't be a soft dick in the joint!" --encouraged Tyrone, groping his
hardening crotch.

"Hear that bitch? You're about to get a make over!!" --informed Duke,
grabbing Nakia by the ears and he began to fuck his throat.


Pt-2
	20 year old Puerto rican inmate Alex Sanchez lay back on his bunk
in his cell, staring up at the ceiling as he contemplated recent events
which happened to him. Memories of Raul and Carlos Rodriguez flooded his
mind. He recalled vividly how they took turns fucking him in a prison
stairwell after finding him alone with their younger brother David
(chap-2). Alex had been fucking around with David for some time before
being discovered by David's brothers. David was gay, and had enticed Alex
to be his "fuck buddy" while they were incarcerated in prison. David
promised Alex that the relationship could be one sided, that all he wanted
from Alex was his hard dick whenever it needed attention. Alex thought the
offer was too sweet to pass up, despite the Rodriguez's warranted street
reputation as gang members. David did a good job of keeping Alex's balls
drained for awhile, sucking out many loads as well as allowing him to fuck
his butt whenever the mood struck. But when Raul found out Alex was
sticking it to his younger brother, he took matters into his own hands, and
butt fucked Alex right back. Now the 20 year old straight man lay in bed,
his asshole still sore from the memory of his deflowering.

	Luckily for Alex, no one knew of his ordeal. Raul and Carlos
promised to keep it quite so long as Alex kept the news quite of David's
homosexuality. The Rodriguez brothers thought David would catch some
serious hell from inmates if word got out that he liked dick. They didn't
want to see their brother dogged by men like other gay inmates were.

"Yo man, I'm headed to the commissary, you want anything?" asked Alex's
cellmate, as he headed for the cell door.

"Naw man, thanks." --said Alex, his mind a million miles away. He rolled
over onto his side, facing away from the prison door. His mind lay heavy as
he came to terms with what happened to him. He hoped to be able to put the
experience behind him, but wasn't sure how to do so.

"Are you sleep?" asked a familiar voice. Alex looked over his shoulder to
see David standing in the doorway.

"No! No! What're YOU doing here?" asked Alex, jumping up off the bed. "If
either of your brothers see you in here with me..."

"Relax Alex..., Raul knows I'm here. HE suggested it in fact." --said David,
easing Alex's anxiety.

"Really? Why would he do that?" asked Alex, curiously.

"He knows how much I like you." --explained David.

"That didn't seem to matter to him the other day, when he found us in the
stairwell." --said Alex. "Do you have any idea what your brothers did to me
in there?"

"I...could imagine." --said David, walking into the cell.

"I don't know how you do it, man. Ain't no way I could take dick like that
on a regular!" --said Alex.

"I wouldn't expect you to, -I'm gay!" --explained David. Alex just hunched
his shoulders. "Look, I told my brother about me. I told him about the
arrangement I made with you, and he accepts it."

"Wait a minute..., what arrangement?" asked Alex, confused.

"You know..., about me taking care of your sexual needs." --reminded David,
much to the dismay of Alex whom looked more worried then ever. "He
understands that I'm gay, and that I get off on servicing a guy like you."

"Okay..., but that still don't explain why you're here in my cell."

"Raul said he'd be willing to over look everything, IF we hooked up and
became lovers."

"Became what?" asked Alex, hearing things. "You're crazy! He's crazy! I
ain't gay!"

"No..., but you DO like the way I make you feel, right?" asked David,
recalling all the times Alex came inside him.

"What? Yeah! But what's that got to do with..."

"No one would know! Raul doesn't want word getting out about me. He's
worried that other inmates might try to fuck me over if they found out. But
he's willing to let me keep seeing YOU."

"Why me?" asked Alex, not making any sense of it all.

"Because he knows how much I like you. And he knows you would keep our
relationship quite. He knows you're not gay, so you won't tell anyone. My
family's name and reputation means everything to him and Carlos, -they'd
kill for it!"

"I don't know, man..., your brothers're crazy, man!" doubted Alex.  "Just
think of it this way..., I'd be your own personal private dick sucker,
whenever you want it! And only me, you, Raul, and Carlos would know about
it." --offered David.

"What do I have to do in the meantime? What's my position in this
relationship?" asked Alex, concerned that he might be expected to do things
he wouldn't like.

"Nothing. You keep doing what you been doing. Remember, it's a secret, -no
one's supposed to know about us."

"And your brother's okay with me fucking you? Both of them?" asked Alex,
wanting clarification.

"Yes!"

"I don't know man..., I have to think about it." --said Alex, weighing the
pros and cons.

"Okay." --said David, slightly disappointed by Alex's lackluster
behavior. "But Raul wants an answer soon..., so don't take too long
thinking." --he added, as he walked away.

"This is fucking crazy...!" groaned Alex, as he flopped himself back down
in bed.


Pt-3
	Former policemen and current correctional officer --Malik Jones,
toured through the corridors of Piedmont Penitentiary on duty. He eyeballed
the prisoners as they walked by, breaking up any groups and discouraging
any misdoing that may be transpiring in the corners of back halls. Officer
Jones was short in stature, but big on attitude as not many of the inmates
intimidated him.
	He patrolled his way into the prison library, where inmates go to
read donated books and study up on law. There were only a few guys there
manning tables as they passed the time reading. They ignored Malik as he
walked on by, inspecting the layout to make sure no dirty business was
going on. Sure enough in back of the library, he saw a sight that caused
him to hide amongst the racks of books cluttering the shelves.

	He saw the prison librarian "Gramps" (an older inmate of about 60)
on his knees servicing one of the Muslim brothers in the back of the last
aisle. Malik believed the Muslim's name was Abdul, he often hung very close
with the Muslim leader Muhammad.
	Abdul was 6-0, 175 lbs, lite skin, medium muscular build with full
soft lips, thick eye brows, dark eyes, and a long bearded goatee. He was
Muhammad's second in command, and often carried his Quran around with him
as he preached to the brothers about their salvation and savior. But
Abdul's mind was on nothing about Ali now, as he held the old man by the
head, and fed him his nice fat juicy 8 inch meat slab.

	The older man was 65 year old Copper Jewel, otherwise known as
Gramps to the younger cons. He was convicted of killing his entire family
(wife and kids) after blacking out on a cocaine spree some 30 years
ago. Now an old man, he's spent over half his life in prison. Along the
way, he was able to survive by picking up experience here and there, that
helped aid him and insure his survival. Deep throating was his preferred
method of choice.
	Gramps knelt before many men in the 30 years since his
incarceration, enabling him to be one of the best head givers in the penal
system. Even Warden Dennis Ellis had experienced his special talents, as
did many of the prison guards who walked the halls and ventured into the
library. It's where Gramps spent most of his time when he wasn't sleeping
in his cell with his 59 year old cellmate. Inmates would come into the
library (many of them looking for blow jobs instead of books), and end up
in the back aisle with their dicks out, feeding it to the old man. Gramps
wasn't picky about who's dick he sucked, everyone was fair game. He'd
sucked black dick, rican dick, white dick, guard dick, -you name it. They
Aryan boys often called him discriminating names while they got their dicks
sucked. One in particular was a white Aryan name --Hammer. Hammer was bald
headed like the Arm & Hammer guy from the TV commercials. He was muscular
built, with racist tattoos and body piercings all over his body. He often
wore tight white t-shirts which enhanced his physique. He'd come into the
library sorely for a blow job. He'd seek Gramps in the back of the library,
and pull out his erect white cock and demand service.

	Copper was from the ole skool, he still lived under the belief's of
the old days where whites were superior. He'd been on his knees sucking
white cock since he was 35, eating whatever they fed into his belly by way
of their dicks. So Copper felt nothing about being insulted and called
"nigger" or "eggplant" while servicing one or more of the racist men at a
time.
	Hammer would often take Gramps by the back of the head, and throat
fuck his face hard. The fact that Gramps had no teeth in his mouth, made
mouth raping him all the easier as his gums moved easily across the girth
of the plunging pricks. "Fucking A man! Suck that master cock you black
mother fucker! Swallow that cock! Yeah coon, choke on that big meaty
sausage!"

	Malik watched Abdul feeding Gramps his dick, and couldn't help
rubbing his won bulging crotch at the sight of the handsome Muslim being
serviced. This wasn't something Abdul participated in regularly, most of
the time he was able to refrain from having man/man sex, but there was
those occasions when his loins needed release. Abdul stumbled upon Gramps
through another Muslim who schooled him on what the old librarian had to
offer besides books.
	At first Abdul was against it, and tired talking his fellow brother
out of using the old man for sinful practices. But after seeing Gramps in
action one day (having took on 4 different inmates during the course of
time Abdul sat at the library table reading), he had to sample what he was
missing. After hearing the last inmate bust his load and walk out
satisfied, Abdul closed his book, then slowly made his way into the last
aisle where Gramps sat waiting. No words were said as Abdul stood before
the old man, his dick imprint clearly visible through the prison pants he
wore. Gramps said nothing as he licked the remaining cum from his lips, and
waited. After about a minute, Abdul unzipped his pants, and placed his dick
into the old man's mouth. Gramps sucked and sucked on that smooth hard
shaft until he was rewarded with the fresh seed clogging the Muslim's
balls. Abdul came a heavy load, having refrained from jerking off for 2
weeks. Gramps choked down the warm juice as Abdul quickly zipped up and
left. He spent hours on his knees in his cell praying for strength and
forgiveness. But found himself going back the following week for another
BJ.

	Malik licked his lips wantonly as he rubbed his crotch. Abdul's
dick certainly looked good, and Malik couldn't help but wish he'd been the
one on the receiving end of it. But Gramps was doing a superb job of
swallowing the entire shaft, and sucking the pulsating head until it
erupted sweet cum all over his lips and tongue.
	Abdul stifled a gasp as he came, filling Gramps' mouth to capacity
as the old man gulped and swallowed every spurt. Abdul staggered back
against the book shelf, catching his breath as his dick plopped from the
old man's mouth. After about 30 seconds of recuperating time, he tucked his
dick and left. Malik followed him out into the corridor where he proceeded
to walk down the hall as if nothing happened. Malik knew it was time for
him to give Marvin another visit.


Pt-4
	Alex Sanchez was still chilling in his cell, when 26 yr old Raul
Rodriguez happened into his cell.

"Sup, man?" said Raul awkwardly, standing in the doorway to Alex's cell.

"Oh, uh..., sup Ra?" said Alex, surprised and frightened to see the older
brother of David's standing before him. Raul stepped into the cell, making
Alex noticeably uncomfortable.

"Relax man, I ain't come here to fuck you." --said Raul, trying to calm the
situation.

"Oh, uh..., good." --said Alex, smiling weakly.

"Did David tell you we talked?"

"Yeah. Yeah, he told me..." answered Alex.

"Did he tell you that I gave my blessings for you to keep seeing him?"
asked Raul.

"Yeah, he said something about it."

"See..., the thing is, my brother's gay. It burns the hell out of me, but
he is what he is, right? I would change him if I could, but I can't. But I
don't want these asshole convicts fucking him over either. You know how
some of these niggas are, they'll dog the shit out of faggots like my
brother. Use him, make him sell his ass..., -and I ain't trying to see my
brother go out like that. Feel me?"

"Yeah, I feel you." --agreed Alex.

"Good. So the way I see it, if my brother wants to swing on dick, it should
be ONE dick, not 50. Understand?"

"Yeah."

"So since the 2 of you already have a..., special relationship, -I don't
see why you 2 can't make this shit a permanent thing. Do you?" Alex
swallowed hard.

"Look Ra, man..., I'm not gay..." explained Alex.

"No?" asked Raul, looking surprised. "Didn't stop you from sticking your
dick up my brother's ass though, did it?"

"I'm not proud of that either, man..."

"But you liked it, right? You came?" Alex shook his head reluctantly, not
wanting to piss off Raul any further. "So all I'm asking is that you
continue doing what you already did. Look man, I don't like it either, but
my brother does, and he likes you for some reason. If you already willing
to fuck him, I don't see why you can't do it on a more regular basis. You'd
be getting your balls unloaded, while doing me a favor at the same time."

"Doing YOU a favor?" asked Alex.

"Yeah. I know I don't have any right to be asking you for one, after how me
and my brother Carlos took turns fucking you in the ass the other day...,
but we were just trying to protect family man, I'm sure you understand
that. Right?" Alex nodded reluctantly. "I'd consider it a personal favor if
you hooked up with my lil' brother. You know..., become his man, -at least
while we're here in the system. You keep seeing my brother David, -keep him
happy, and me and my boiz'll have your back in here. Cool? We clear?"

"Yeah. I guess." -answered Alex, shaking Raul's hand to seal the
deal. "Come on man, David's dying to see you!" he added, pulling Alex from
his cell.
	Along the walk back to the brother's cell, Raul introduced Alex as
one of his new boiz, meaning he was to be lift alone and protected at all
costs. When they finally got back to the brother's cell, David was
surprised to see Alex in tow. Raul cleared the immediate area, leaving the
cell as well as the adjoining cells empty, for privacy.

"Alex..., what'r you doing here?" asked David, anxiously.

"I sent for him..." said Raul. "...I told you I wanted to support you all I
could. So have at it..., you have 20 minutes to get your shit off!" he
winked, walking out of the cell to join his posse down the walkway. Alex
and David turned to each other, smiling nervously.

"I'm sorry about this, Alex. I didn't know Raul was gonna get so involved."

"He loves you, I guess. He don't wanna see you get hurt."

"You'd never do that, would you?" asked David, walking over to Alex. Alex
stood nervously as David reached out to caress his physique from under his
prison shirt. I can't believe I have you in my own cell, finally! Do you
want me to do anything for you in particular?"

"Naw..."

"Then why don't you lay back on the bed and let me lick you all over? Would
you like that?"

"You sure it's safe here?" asked Alex, looking over at the cell door.

"With my brothers and their boiz keeping watch? We could kill someone in
here and no one would know!" --answered David, falling to his knees as he
caressed the growing bulge in Alex's crotch. Alex kept an eye on the door
as David fished out his hardon, then started sucking it.

"umm..." groaned Alex, feeling his dick sucked deep.
	Alex bobbed his head back and forth, his tongue slithering along
the underbelly of the hard dick as he bathed it with warm spit. Alex felt
his legs grow weak every time David took him into his throat.
	David loved the feel of the dick sliding down into his throat. He
buried his nose in the crotch of his lover's groin, sniffing in the scent
of his pubic hairs which tickled his nostrils with every descent. When he
pulled back with his lips, he suckled the fat head, tasting the sweet
nectar he loved drinking so much. Alex never took his eyes off the cell
door while he dick was being so expertly worshipped. He felt his balls
starting to tighten as his knees shook. His orgasm had fast approached, the
cum now moving up from his balls and through his erection. Alex felt the
dick swell in his mouth, and knew the flood gates had been opened. The
first eruption blasted into the back of his mouth, splattering against the
roof of his mouth, his teeth, and all over his tongue. David swallowed and
sucked, then swallowed again, giving his man pleasure. Alex had to hold on
to one of the cell bunks for support to keep from falling over. After
cumming, David continued to nurse his dick, not allowing it to soften. He
glanced over at the digital clock, to see that only 5 minutes had
passed. David abandoned dick sucking, stood up, and began undoing his
pants. Alex watched in confusion.

"I know you like fucking..., we still have 15 minutes left on the clock
before Raul and his boiz return, if you want some pussy?" --suggested
David. Alex smirked, watching as David removed his pants and bent over onto
his hands and knees on the bed. Alex watched the tan ass cheeks part,
revealing the luscious dark hole between. David fingers appeared from under
his balls, smearing lube over his tiny bud. Alex positioned himself behind
the youngest Rodriguez brother, and aimed his dick up to the entrance.
	Both men moaned softly as the dick sank in, the anal walls
squeezing shut around them invading phallus. Alex forgot all about keeping
watch on the cell door, as he started to pump in and out of David's ass. He
liked seeing the chicano boy's ass spread in front of his, the firm butt
cheeks spread wide to accept his hard dick. Alex drove himself through the
anal ring, getting more and more turned on as his dick became more and more
sensitive to the action.

"Fuck me, Alex! Fuck that ass papi!" --encouraged Alex, pressing his head
down on the mattress. He felt the dick moving through him, the hot hands of
his new lover all over his naked ass and back. Alex became overcome with
passion as he thrust back and forth, his loins heating up to a sizzle as he
fucked in a bed for the first time since his arrival to prison.
	After a few minutes, David encouraged him to pull out. Alex did so
reluctantly, not wanting to stop the good feelings running through his
loins. David re-positioned himself on his back, then signaled for Alex to
lay on top of him. When Alex complied, David reached down and aimed the
man's erection towards his asshole, and told him to "push it in". Alex felt
his dick sink back in up to his balls, then started fucking David on his
back in missionary position as if he were a female.

	Alex was surprised that 2 men could fuck in this position, and
found himself enjoying it much more than he expected. In this new position,
it felt more natural, like he was actually fucking a woman instead of
another man. He laid down on top of David fully chest to chest, David held
his legs up and open around Alex's waist, giving him deep access into his
bowels. Alex could smell the fresh clean scent of David's body underneath
him as he moaned softly in his ear. The tenderness of his touch as they
fucked together in unison. Alex found himself kissing David along his neck,
sucking passionately while his dick moved in and out. David caressed Alex's
back and muscles, nibbling gently on his shoulders. Before long they were
kissing hotly like a straight couple, sucking each other's tongues as the
bed sprung under them.
	From the cell door, neither man noticed Raul looking in. He watched
the 2 men fuck, the sight of Alex's bare ass humping up and down got his
own dick hard as a rock in his pants. He reached down and stroked himself,
feeling his hardon strain against the prison material. Memories of butt
fucking Alex in the stairwell filled his mind. He wondered if the 20 year
old would let him fuck him again, -willingly. He also wondered if his gay
brother's ass felt as nice and tight as Alex's? His curiosity tripled when
he suddenly heard Alex groan, then saw his body tremble as he came inside
his brother's ass. David accepted Alex's cum load, as it poured into his
bottom like hot sauce, filling his empty gut. They continued to kiss like
newlyweds as orgasm claimed them. After a few minutes of winding down, Alex
pulled away and separated.

"We'd better get dressed..., 20 minutes are up!" he reminded. David got up
out of bed, his ass feeling well fucked and wet with cum. He dressed
happily, knowing he had a permanent lover in Alex, thanks to his brother's
involvement. When Raul and the other guys returned, they all acted as if
nothing had happened, as if it were just another day in the neighborhood.