Date: Mon, 12 May 2008 16:30:06 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the hole-61

	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/61
FUGITIVES

Pt-1

THE RIVER-VIEW APARTMENTS COMPLEX
	...is a large luxury apartment building on the banks of The
Schuylkill River on Kelly Drive. 22 year old ex-prison guard Andrew Roberts
awoke after a restless sleep. Still plagued with dreams of his rape during
the Prison Riots (back in chaps-42), he awoke in a cold sweat to find
himself in bed alone. "David...?" he called for his 51 year old lover upon
noticing his side of the bed empty.
	Andrew crawled out of bed in concern. The digital clock beside the
bed read 3:02am, it was unlike McConnell to be up at that time of night.

	Curiously Andrew opened the bedroom door and wandered out into the
living room, there he found his lover (David L. McConnell) sitting on the
sofa, going over notes and material collected from Warden Dennis Ellis'
private collections from home.

"David..." called Andrew, walking into the room stark naked.

"What are YOU doing up...?" asked McConnell, looking up from the mounds of
paperwork he had to read over.

"I was gonna ask you the same thing!" inquired Andrew, sitting on the arm
of the couch.

"I'm just going over some of Ellis' stuff..., seeing if there's anything we
missed...any leads to tell us what we need to know for sure!"

"And...?"
	McConnell threw the papers down in frustration.

"Nothing! That fat fuck made sure to cover his ass! We may never find Malik
and Maleece without a full confession!" answered David.

"What about the inmate's testimony? Are you looking into his statement...?"
questioned Andrew.

"We are..., but it takes time to track down every lead! By the time we find
them they could be..." his voice trailed off before finishing that
statement. "The judge was good enough to give us a speedy trial date to
help with the investigation..., hopefully we'll be able to get Marvin
Rollins on the stand soon and end this nightmare once and for all!"

"You'll find them, safe and sound! You'll see!" swore Andrew, sliding from
the sofa arm to the floor in front of McConnell.
	McConnell said nothing as Andrew removed the papers covering
McConnell's lap. "Is there anything I could do to make you feel better?" he
asked, reaching for the lump in David's crotch.

"You're doing well enough already!" smiled McConnell, sleepily.
	Andrew massaged the lump until it grew fully hard, then he pulled
the long lengthy mulatto tool from McConnell's pajama fly and took the head
into his mouth. McConnell settled back in his seat, relaxing as Andrew took
good care of him, bobbing his head up and down slowly as he took as much of
McConnell's 9 inch meat as physically possible for a beginner.
	McConnell had reservations about letting Andrew move in with him
(Due to his tender age) so soon after the breakup of him and Malik Jones
(chap-26 of Precinct-Twenty Three/ in the jan1st section of
gay/authoritarian), --but after nursing his physical and mental wounds
after the Riot, it only seemed natural that Andrew stay with him. McConnell
was surprised at how smooth the transition was for Andy, having come of a
straight relationship with a church girl to living with an older man was as
easy as slipping into a new pair of jeans. Andrew had an easiness about him
that made living together cake; nothing like the turmoil McConnell went
through with Malik whom was slightly older than Andy. McConnell still
worried what his family would think of their dad living with another man,
one young enough to be one of his sons to boot. McConnell's ex-wife and
adult children had no idea of his sexuality, he divorced their mother and
moved into his current apartment to live what they all assumed was a sweet
straight bachelor's life.

	While McConnell worried how his family would accept his new
lifestyle, Andrew busied himself working his mouth up and down the older
man's think 9 inch shaft. To think just a few short months ago he was
completely straight, happily dating girls and content with someday getting
married and starting a family. Now while none of those things were out of
reach, he definitely never pictured himself in his current situation,
--giving pleasure to another man's dick.
	Andrew's parents knew he was a Corrections Officer at the State
Prison. They knew about the Riots, and they knew their son was attacked and
beaten by inmates. But Andrew stopped short of telling his family about the
rapes, not wanting to be seen as a victim, he simply left out the gory
detail and quit his job to try becoming a police officer. With Captain
McConnell's help, he now attended Police Academy where he is currently
learning how to become an officer.

	He looked up at David as he drove his mouth down on his dick,
stuffing his mouth full as McConnell's dick head poked out his right
cheek. McConnell reached down and gently stroked Andrew's facial cheek as
he watched him nurse on his manhood. He loved watching the handsome young
man feast on his meat, enjoying himself as he tried in vain to get all the
meaty mulatto pole in his throat.
	Andrew sucked on McConnell's dick for a nice length of time,
coating the light skin shaft with a thin shin of slick spit before pulling
his head up from his lap. McConnell watched as Andrew climbed up on top of
him, his own hard dick 7 inch dick swaying back and forth as he straddled
the Captain's lap and lowered his cum slick asshole down on the large head.

"uhhh..." groaned Andy, feeling the head penetrate his anal ring.
	He settled down in McConnell's lap as he nestled his ass cheeks
down on top the Captain's balls, sheathing the entire shaft in his tight
love hole.
	McConnell grabbed hold of Andrew's hips, squeezing the soft fat
around the edges as he thrust up into his body. Andy groaned softy as he
leaned forward and kissed his lover. McConnell accepted the young man's
tongue as he allowed him to forget about work, the trial, and the two
officers missing in action.

	Andy started to bounce his ass in McConnell's lap, sliding his
slick asshole up and down the hard curved shaft. Instantly McConnell's cock
head scrapped across Andy's prostate, causing an electric shock to shoot
through his body. He moaned in the older man's mouth, holding onto his
muscular shoulders for support as he lifted and lowered his body on his
dick.
	McConnell closed his eyes as he French kissed Andy, slopping and
sucking each other's tongues as they fucked each other in unison. His hands
rubbed up and down the younger man's back and ass, helping to lift and
lower him on his cock. Every time Andy's asshole bottomed out on his dick,
the anal ring would tighten and squeeze his dick shaft like a vice grip. It
took weeks to get Andy's ass back to normal after the rapes, his hole was
nearly ripped to shreds, making even normal everyday function like bowel
movements impossible. For the longest time McConnell was afraid to touch
him back there, afraid he'd hurt him and cause him pain. It was Andy who
initiated the anal play, telling David how badly he wanted to feel his big
dick back inside him after he healed. That first night was magical as they
really truly made love for the first time in their relationship. From that
moment on Andy was a permanent fixture in McConnell's apartment.

	Andrew's hardon poked painfully in McConnell's stomach as he rode
the older man's dick like a cowboy. Breaking the kiss, Andy bowed his back
before leaning back to stroke his own dick. McConnell started twisting and
manipulating his erect nipple while Andy continued to ride him. The cum
McConnell had dumped in Andy earlier that night acted as lubricant, causing
his dick to slip and slide in and out easily.
	Andy's eyes fluttered up in his head as he neared climax. His anus
started to spasm and squeeze McConnell's shaft tighter. McConnell took that
opportunity to roll Andy over on his back, spreading his legs wide to make
room for the police Captain's 6 foot 1 frame. Andy continued to stroke as
McConnell took over the fucking, tossing his hips back and forth as he
fucked Andy harder, faster, and deeper.

"UHH! OHH! AHH! AWW! OUUU! AHHH!" grunted Andy with each of McConnell's
thrusts. The older man rode the young ass deeply as he penetrated to cum
slick chute all the way to his hairy balls.
	Andy's dick strained and throbbed in his stroking hand as he
suddenly started hosing thick white cum streaks all over his heaving chest
and stomach.

	McConnell watched Andy get his nut as he fucked harder. Andy was
groaning louder and louder as he came. McConnell drove his dick all the way
up into the 22 year old and held himself there as his own cock and balls
started pouring gobs and gobs of liquid cum into Andy's slick warm
chute. "Oh fuck...!" sighed the older man as he fell forward and collapsed
on his lover's chest.
	Andy stroked McConnell's back and shoulders as he held him close to
him, his asshole still massaging the spurting cock as it finished off
inside him.

"I love you, David..." whispered Andy softly, his heart pounding with
fright from the return response.
	McConnell lifted up after catching his breath and stared down into
Andrew's eyes.

"I love you too, shorty!" he smiled, genuinely.

Pt-2

THE SAFE HOUSE

	Two plain clothed policemen sat guarding 28 year old Marvin Rollins
from inside the motel the city was secretly renting for his protection. To
pass the night away, one of the officers brought a porno video in from home
to watch on DVD. By the third scene both officers were sitting on the sofa
rubbing themselves lustfully. The girls in the movie were getting
gangbanged by a group of big dick black men, each man had a turn at the
girl's mouth, pussy, and asshole (in that order). By the end of the movie,
each girl's bare pussy and asshole was dripping cream pies with thick
clotting coats of cum.

"Damn, that shit was hot!" said one officer to another. "I didn't know you
were into anal movies!"

"I'm into any kind of movie.., so long as it's hot and got some banging ass
women in it!" answered the video's owner.

"That shit gets me horny as hell!" said the first officer, rubbing himself
freely. "Shame we don't have a girl here to fuck right now!"

"We could, uh..." said the second officer, deciding not to go any further.

"Could what...?" asked the first officer, curiously.

"Ever jerk off as a kid...? I mean with a brother, cousin, or a friend?"

"No. Never." answered the first officer.

"It's easy...! You just pull out your pud as if you're all alone by
yourself..., and start stroking! It's cool!"

"You want to jack off together...?" asked number one.

"I will if you will!" answered number two.
	Both officer unzipped their flies and began pulling out their
mutually hard manhoods. They stroked themselves while watching the rest of
the movie and sneaking peeks at each other's equipment. After the next
scene passed both men were stroking freely. Officer number two scooted
closer to number one until both their legs were touching. When officer one
didn't make any attempt to remove his leg, number two reached over and
grasped his hardon with his hand.

	Officer one was surprised by said nothing in defense. Seeing a
green light, officer two bent over to take officer one's prize meat into
his mouth. But just as his mouth hovered above the drooling cock head, in
burst two masked gunmen, blowing the motel door off its hinges before
shooting up everything in sight!
	The two half naked police officers were shot dead where they sat,
their raging hardons quickly deflated as their bodies lay slumped in death.

	In the bedroom, Marvin Rollin's heard the gunshots. He jumped up
from the double sized bed he slept on (his wrist handcuffed to the post),
hoping to hear the police come in and tell him everything was alright. But
instead of the police, the door was kicked open as one of the masked men
entered, holding his gun down before him with two hands like an officer.
	Marvin kicked the door back on the gunman and rushed him (dragging
the large motel bed with him) before the man could get off the first
shot. The gunman screamed in physical pain as his body got crushed between
the door and the 250 pound convict. Marvin pulled the door back and slammed
it into him again and again until the gun fell from the killer's hand. When
Marvin reached down to retrieve it, the other gunmen started shooting
through the door, leaving Marvin to dive on the bed out of harms way.

	The first gunman jumped to his feet, jumping onto the bed to fight
for the weapon. He and Marvin tussled like pit-bulls until Marvin delivered
a sucker punch square across the gunman's jaw, sending him reeling
partially conscious to the floor. The second gunman ran into the doorway
and aimed his weapon. Marvin thought he was a goner for sure as he lay on
the bed defenseless until a gunshot rang out, causing the second gunmen to
fall forward on the floor bleeding from the shoulder.
	Marvin used the abandoned gun lying on the bed to shoot off his
cuffs as he quickly ran from the room.

"Police..., FREEZE!!" yelled officer Jake Valentine, standing in the front
door holding his gun. Marvin dropped the killer's gun on the floor and
threw up his hands. On the couch he saw the two dead half naked police
officers, bleeding from multiple gunshot wounds with their limp dicks
hanging out of their pants. "Are you shot...?!" asked Valentine, keeping an
eye on the bedroom and the two men stirred on the floor. "ARE YOU
SHOT..!!??" he repeated louder, snapping Marvin out of his shock.

"uh..., no! No!!" answered the convict as he shook the cobwebs from his
head.

"Outside..., NOW!!" ordered Jake, holding his weapon on the men as he
backed out the front door slowly. "Get in my car! It's parked right there
in the drive!" ordered Jake.
	Marvin ran for the car as officer Valentine held off the
gunmen. Once he was sure the witness was far enough, he ran after him,
running as fast as he could until they both jumped into the vehicle on
opposite sides.
	Jake fumbled in his pockets for the keys as Marvin screamed at him
to "get this shit moving!!" Gunshots rang out as the back window
shattered. Jake put the car in gear and tore out of the motel parking lot
like a championship racer. The car sped down the Industrial Highway doing a
100 easy. Jake pressed the pedal to the metal, flying through red lights
and stop signs without regard. Once Marvin felt they were a safe distance
away from the killers, he reached over and grabbed officer Valentine's gun
from the seat. "Hey...! What the...??!"
	The car swerved back and forth on the road as Jake fought to save
his weapon. Marvin pulled the piece on the officer, aiming it directly at
Jake's head while he drove. "What the fuck'r you doing??" asked Jake,
regaining control of the car as he straightened back out on the road,
nearly sideswiping another car. "I'm a police officer! I just saved your
life!"

"As far as I'm concerned I was safer in jail!!" yelled Marvin. "Who the
fuck was those guys, and why were they trying to shoot me??!!"

"I don't know...!" screamed Jake, looking in the rearview mirror as well as
keeping an eye on the inmate. "I was just driving by to check up on things
when I noticed the two cops guarding outside in the patrol car dead. Than I
saw the front door was wide open and heard the gunshots!"

"That's awfully convenient, ain't it?!" asked Marvin, doubting the story.
	Jake took a double-take...

"I'm a POLICE OFFICER...! You met me with Captain McConnell...,
remember??!"

"I don't trust ANY of you asshole!" said Marvin, relaxing a little more
after recognizing the officer. "Where the fuck'r we going?" he asked,
looking out at the road ahead.

"I'm taking us to the Precinct!" said Jake, never taking his foot off the
gas.

"The fuck you will!" countered Marvin, mistrusting the police.

"I HAVE to take you back to home base! That's procedure!" reasoned Jake.

"Well get this COP...!" said Marvin, sarcastically. "...I'm NOT a police
officer, and I have the gun! So we go where I say we go!"
	Jake looked at the convict sitting across from him, then down at
his weapon the inmate was holding. He couldn't be sure Marvin wouldn't
shoot him, after all he IS a convicted criminal.

"Okay..." agreed Jake, taking his foot off the gas to slow down on a
curve. "...where to?"

"I know JUST the place...!" said Marvin...

Pt-3

PIEDMONT PENITENTIARY

	Early morning 28 year old Kersey Gordon sat in his quiet cell,
waiting for guards to open his cell and allow him his daily early morning
walk around the prison Yard before inmates get up for morning head count.
	He sat up on his bunk (fully dressed) when he heard the metal door
being unlocked. "Okay, FREAK..., time for your walk!" barked one of the
guards. Kersey immediately recognized him as `Deathrow' (one of the
prison's new guards). Kersey got up and walked by him timidly as the guard
led Kersey down the hall towards the elevators leading to the first floor.

"Make it count!" said Deathrow as Kersey pushed through the doors leading
outside. The cool fresh air hit him instantly as the darkness of brisk
early morning still showed residue of night.
	Deathrow stood at the door, lighting himself a cigarette as he
watched the inmate walk around the Yard. Rumor around the guard's locker
room had it that Kersey Gordon wasn't a real man, that he had definite
female parts which would certainly make him a definite target in an all
male prison. Deathrow watched for nearly an hour as Kersey walked the Yard,
smoked a borrowed cigarette, and watched the morning sun rise over the
highway in the distance.

	After being escorted back into the prison, he was taken down to the
inmate showers where he was allowed to wash up. Deathrow and fellow guard
Sgt Slaughter (nick names derived from the G.I. Joe comic books) stood
watch as Kersey stripped naked and walked into the spray of warm water.
	Kersey was always self-conscious about his body (or lack there of
of male appendage) when other men were around. Being born a hermaphrodite
(a person born with another sex's genitalia), Kersey was strongly aware how
odd everyone viewed his lack of manhood.

	He saw the two guards watching him as he showered. During his short
time here already he was quite used to the guards staring at him as if he
were a circus act. But there was something strangely different about how
there two particular men watched him. Kersey felt out of place and in
danger, especially when he noticed the two men entering the shower room and
getting closer.

"So word has it that you don't have a dick!" said one of the men, startling
Kersey as he tried to shy away from them. "Lets SEE it!" he said, pushing
Kersey on the shoulder.
	Kersey covered his privates with his soapy hands, trying to shield
his shameful secret. "I said lets SEE it!" ordered the guard, pushing
Kersey harder. When Kersey still failed to respond correctly, he physically
grabbed him and tussled him face first into the wall.
	Kersey's face slapped up against the cold tile as a finger quickly
found his secret spot. "You'd better learn to listen while you're here,
inmate...!" warned the guard, jamming a curious finger into Kersey's
vagina. "...or you just might find yourself accidentally placed in General
Population by mistake! Got me?" Kersey shook his head nervously as he
closed his eyes and whimpered like a baby. "Answer me, faggot!" barked the
guard.

"Ye...ye..., YES!" answered Kersey, frightened out of his wits.
	Deathrow fingered Kersey's opening roughly as he held him shoved
against the wall. "You've got to come over here and try this, man...!" he
said to his partner.

"I intend to!" said Slaughter, taking off his uniform pants and removing
his shirt.
	Kersey knew he was in serious trouble when he saw the guard
stripping naked. He struggled as Slaughter got closer, his growing hardon
swinging left and right as he walked.

"No..., please...!" squirmed Kersey as Slaughter and Deathrow changed
places. Deathrow sniffed his fingers, catching Kersey's scent as Sgt
Slaughter got in behind the pleading inmate. "I've never been fucked
before! No..., please, don't!"
	Slaughter ignored the inmates pleas as he stuffed two thick meaty
fingers up the man's snatch. Kersey cried out in pain as his vagina walls
were stretched. When he tried again to resist, he was roughly manhandled
back into submission. Once satisfied that the inmate would cooperate, Sgt
Slaughter aimed his meaty manhood up between the backs of Kersey's thighs
and shoved. "AAARRRRRHHHHHH...!!!!" screamed Kersey as the cock penetrated
his cunt.

"Awww fuck that's a tight fit!" cheered Slaughter, loving the snapper he
shoved his dick in. He held Kersey firmly about the waist as he ground his
pelvis up against the man's ass, burying his dick all the way up in his
convulsing vaginal cave. Kersey danced on his tippy-toes, trying to escape
Slaughter's raping pole as the man started to thrust in and out of him like
a women.
	Kersey wailed in pain as his manly cunt was fucked for the first
time in his life. A straight man, Kersey had always been attracted to women
all his life. Most of the girls he dated never knew he didn't possess a
penis, as he always performed oral sex on them. The few that knew his
agonizing secret dated him despite his lack of manly substance, allowing
him to use toys and massage objects to help penetrate them. Kersey was
never attracted to, nor never wanted to experience sex with another
guy. None of his male friends knew of his circumstance. Kersey never
allowed himself to be put in a situation where they could find out about
him, never using the urinals in public restrooms, never participating in
3ways with male friends, and never NEVER comparing penis sizes.

	Now Kersey found himself beginning the start of his worse
nightmare, being fucked against his will in a male prison. His lawyer
fought the court system hard to get Kersey a reduced sentence with in-home
jail time, or at least a cell in a Women's Correctional Facility. But the
judge was definitely against, saying such a sentence would reward Kersey
for his crimes.
	Now Kersey paid the highest debt a man could pay short of giving
his life as his manhood, his very soul was stripped as the 6 foot guard
stole his virginity.

	Sgt Slaughter was an ex-military officer, now retired and working
Corrections. He never had a tolerance for sissies, punks, or any of the
excuses minorities had for being underachievers. He treated everybody like
dogs, whipping soldiers into shape and building up manhood and
character. For those who fell short of that challenge, they got the brunt
end of his teaching stick (his hard pole shoved deep into their bare
assholes!)
	He bent Kersey over, exposing his vagina further as he fucked into
it deeper. Kersey cried louder as his pussy was pulverized by the big thick
built Sgt. "Go on and scream, asshole..., no body can hear you all the way
down here...!" teased Slaughter, hammering his dick in and out like a power
drill. Kersey was forced to bend and surrender his most sacred of places,
giving his virginity up to a mad sadistic guard who didn't give two shits
about him. He held onto the shower wall for support as he cunt was beaten
up from the inside. He could see the guards thick legs standing behind his,
lifting him up on his toes as he thrust hard up into him. He could see
Slaughter's meaty balls swinging back and forth, slapping heavily into him
with every thrust. He could also see the thick base of his cock as he
withdrew, only to feel it shoved all the way back in as his body was once
again slammed against the wall.

"Does it feel like real cunt...?" asked Deathrow, peeling off his own
uniform to take his turn next.

"Tighter than a 5th grader!" snarled Slaughter as he shoved in one last
time and held himself there. Kersey heard the big man grumble and groan,
then felt his thick dick pulse and jerk inside him and knew the guard was
filling his vagina with cum. "Arrrhhhhhh yeeahhh...!!" grunted Slaughter,
draining his snake in the tight gripping cave.
	When he was done releasing his load, he yanked his softening cock
from the cunt and rinsed off. Kersey stood up, his legs feeling like rubber
as his held onto the wall to keep from falling over. He could see blood
washing off of Slaughter's cock as he reached for the soap. Curiously
Kersey reached down and ran his fingers across his sore cunt, and withdrew
with a finger full of mixed semen and blood. "It's nothing, boy!" said
Slaughter, seeing the worry on Kersey's face as he thought he'd bleed to
death. "It's just your cheery being broken..., all bitches go through it
their first time! Man up!!"

	Deathrow stepped up behind Kersey next, grabbing the man by his
waist as he maneuvered him into fucking position. Kersey begged the guard
not to fuck him, to show him mercy as he was already in pain. But Deathrow
turned an deaf ear as he lined his own hardon up to the cum/blood soaked
cunt and pushed in without protection. Kersey wailed out as he was once
again filled to the brim with cock.
	Deathrow's dick was shorter than Sgt Slaughter's, but any cock
would hurt a sore cunt after its first fuck. Tears flowed steadily down
Kersey's face (washed away by the shower spray) as he got fucked for the
second time. He could feel the guard's cock filling him full, his vaginal
walls spreading to make room for the man's girth. Deathrow bottomed out
when his balls pressed up against Kersey's thighs. He moaned aloud, loving
the hot wet feeling surrounding his dick as he ground his balls into
Kersey's snatch.

"Feels damn good, don't it?" asked Slaughter, laughing as he made his way
out of the shower.

"Hell yeah!" excited Deathrow, pulling back to sink his dick back in. He
fucked Kersey in the same position that Slaughter did, using his cum load
as lubricant as he slid easily in and out of the slick tight squeezing girl
hole.
	Kersey could feel Deathrow's hips and pelvis slapping into his ass
as he buried his dick again and again. All he could do was stand there and
get fucked. He had no defense against the guards raping him. Kersey came
into prison knowing he needed to protect himself against the inmates, but
it never occurred to him that he'd need to protect himself from the guards
too. Guards had the freedom to leave the prison, to go home and fuck their
wives and girlfriends, or find some whore in the bars. It never crossed his
mind that some of them might be sadistic enough to want to know what it
would feel like to fuck a man with a woman's cunt.

	Deathrow was born Patrick Beanmen, a 37 year old Caucasian with
dark black hair and a very stern look. Most who saw him thought he looked
crazed, while others saw sexy dance with danger. Both estimates were
correct as Beanmen loved to walk on the wild side. The only thing that
separated him from most of the inmates was that he passed the State's test
to become a Corrections Officer.
	He grabbed a fistful of Kersey's wet hair and yanked the inmate's
head backwards as he fucked hard and deep into his sore vagina. Kersey
could feel the hard cock slamming into him with every thrust, filling his
womanly place as it punched through him like a battering ram. It didn't
take Deathrow long to cum as he fucked repeatedly into the soft sloppy wet
pussy with increasing speed. He hammered hard until he had Kersey clawing
at the walls. When he was ready to cum he pulled out and shoved Kersey to
the floor and jerked off all over his face like he used to do his
ex-wife. Kersey felt cum dropping splattered all over his face, leaving
nasty streaks of thick white juice which (luckily) the water washed away
almost immediately.

"Clean it...!" ordered Deathrow, presenting his flaring dick to Kersey's
panting lips.
	Kersey's stomach curled at the thought of sucking another man's
cock, but he knew better than to refuse as he leaned forward and took the
cock into his mouth and started sucking, tasting man's cum for the first
time. "aarrhh...!!" yelled Deathrow as Kersey's tongue slide over his
sensitive head. "That's enough...!!" he said, shoving his head away.
"Finish your shower and get dressed...!" he added, leaving Kersey lying on
the shower floor. Kersey felt his pussy throbbing sorely and wondered if
this was going to be a one time thing, or a regular occurrence?


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