Date: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 15:00:55 -0600
From: Brian <suddar40@shaw.ca>
Subject: The Pines chapter 1

The Pines

Disclaimer: This story is fiction. It deals with interaction between males
including oral and anal. Any person under 18, or anyone living in a state
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Chapter 1


The Pines or more correctly, The Pine Lake Young Adult Correction Facility
is what this story is about, but we will get back to it later.

First a bit of background information.

By the Mid Twenty First Century Canada, the United States and Mexico were
one country in all but name.

All three Countries still had their own Governments, tax laws, Military and
Police. Currency, laws, trade and immigration were one and the same. This
came about from the massive pandemic that hit most of the world in 2030.
Almost 100 million people died in North America from the very virulent
Asian Flu Virus that hit. World wide over a billion died.

A large number of those that died were in the middle and lower classes and
it put a huge strain on industry due to lack of workers. The first step was
the relaxation of border controls between the three countries. Then came
the use of one currency. Due the large increase in Crime, all laws were
brought into line so any crime could be prosecuted no matter what country
it happened in.

With abrupt change in Currency, Crime syndicates last trillions when the
money they had became useless. The growing, selling and use of Marijuana
became legal and was taxed heavily by the Federal Governments of all three
Countries. It added a huge amount to the revenue of all three Countries.

The increased crime brought another problem, where to keep these
criminals. That created the class system for criminals in State, Provincial
or Federal Institutions.

Class 1 prisoners were all those incarcerated for more than ten years or
awaiting execution.

Class 2 Prisoners were those over the age of eighteen, but under less than
ten years sentences.

Class 3 prisoners were young Adults, aged sixteen to eighteen, unless they
fell into category 1 or 2.

"Class 4 prisoners were young offenders, under the age of sixteen.

All four categories had a different requirement in the facility needed.

That brought about the privatization of Prisons throughout the three
Countries.

ISSI, Institutional Security Services Incorporated became the largest
private corporation operating Prisoner incarceration.

Since the take over of many of the Prisons in North America there had never
been an escape from an ISSI facility.

In all Maximum Security Prisons escape was impossible. All those controlled
by ISSI were almost completely computer controlled.

Prisoners' arrived, were classified, assigned a cells. Each cell was a
climate controlled environment. No clothes were needed. They received their
meals via a computer controlled conveyor system. Every amenity was
available to them inside their cell, but once they were in that cell they
never left it. Even daily exercise was just a corridor that opened on their
cell. They could via a computer screen send and receive mail and talk to
other prisoners, but none could see each other.

Simple to ISSI, you did the crime you did the time.

My name is Jake Samson. I'm the Warden of the Pine Lake Facility. I'm a
homosexual. It no longer a problem for any one in North America. It
definitely wasn't a problem for ISSI.

I started out as an assistant warden in a Class 2 facility and then went to
a Class 1. After being with ISSI for a number of years was designated
Warden of the brand new facility at Pine Lake. I didn't class this as a
demotion.

Pine Lake was a Class 3 Facility. Just the age group I liked.

Pine Lake was not originally been designed as a jail. It had at one time
almost 200 years before been just a trappers cabin. In the early part of
the twentieth century it had become a very expensive hunting lodge. WW 2 it
was taken over by the then Canadian Army as a Mountain Training Base. After
the war it was again used as a hunting lodge until it closed in the 2020's.
ISSI bought it and the surrounding 100 square miles in 2040.

Pine Lake was located in the Rocky Mountains in the western part of
Alberta, a province in Canada. The nearest town was almost 150 miles away
and the only road in was summer only and almost a hundred miles long. In
recent times, Helicopters had been used to move guests to the lodge and
that was how it was now supplied and provisioned. Prisoners were brought in
the same way.

Pine Lake consisted of the Main Lodge, now the Administration Building as
well as my quarters. Four Barrack like buildings for the inmates. A central
mess hall. A gym, complete with pool. An induction Center and an outside
Equipment building. All buildings were connected by underground tunnels.

"Pine Lake was a work camp.

Pine Lake had been modeled on other ISSI facilities with obvious changes.

Inmates arrived by Helicopter. They were unloaded directly into the
induction Center. All were required to strip. Like other ISSI Facilities,
no one wore anything inside any building. After a complete medical, were
assigned a block and cell.

Each cell block consisted of 50 individual cells. There was a large shower
and washroom facility at one end. Each cell was exactly 6 feet by 8
feet. The cells had no bars. All the walls were clear one inch Lucite
panels. There wasn't even a door on the cells. Each had a desk, Bed and
basin.

Privacy had to be earned at Pine Lake.

Pine Lake had accommodation for two hundred inmates. I knew if it worked in
time there would be over 1,000 inmates here. To control these two hundred,
I had just fifteen hand picked security Officers. Two each to a cell block,
three roaming NCO's, four in the kitchen. The kitchen was completely
automated.

Embedded into one wall of every inmates cell was list of rules and
regulations. Break a rule or regulation and you loose privileges.

When I arrived at Pine Lake, no inmates had arrived yet.

I arrived in early June. The first batch of inmates was due July first.

I spent the next few weeks getting to know exactly what was here. Even the
surrounding bush and forest. There not many trails and none led out to
civilization. Once here an inmate had no where to run to. There were no
fences or barbed wire. June 30th, I called my staff in for a final meeting.

"Everything I think is ready. You have all received the records of those
that will be assigned each block. I presume you all have made a list of
those that will cause the most trouble. You will note that we are only
receiving sixteen year olds or those that will reach sixteen in the next
month."

"You all know why I hired you to come here. All of you including me prefer
boys 16-18. I'm not going to say you can't use any of these inmates, but
don't force it. You can always remind them that pleasing you could bring
more privileges. Once all two hundred are here I will address them all in
the mess hall."

"Any Questions?"

When no questions were asked.

"Until all two hundred are here you can let them do what ever they wish as
long as they all know that screwing up will bring retribution."

"If there is nothing else, I will see you all at 0800 tomorrow morning."

After they filed out, I grabbed a drink and sat and thought about this
whole concept. A work camp was good. It gave them something to do beside
just sit in their cells. It would even gain them more privileges. Having no
privacy would be the hardest part for them to swallow. Being nude inside at
all times would make even the toughest boy think twice before breaking
rules. Getting some privacy would be what all of them would want.

I knew almost all of these young men would have had some sexual experiences
from where they were coming from. Class 3 Facilities were not much
different than class 2. I wondered how many would like to sleep in my bed
to gain much better privileges. I would see.

With that thought I headed for my comfortable bed.

The next four days went by pretty quick. The only rumblings were after they
found out no one would be dressed inside. Other than that most settled into
their new home. Dinner on Friday brought me to the Mess Hall.

I walked to the raised platform at one side of the Mess Hall.

"Good afternoon. I am Samson, the warden. I and all the Security Officers
here will be called Sir at all times. Failure to do so and you loose
privileges. Privileges, you might ask. What are those?"

"Well one I can tell you is more privacy. You want more privacy, you have
to earn it. Follow the rules as posted in each of your cells. Do as you are
told when you are told. Simple you want anything better than what you all
have equally now you have to earn it."

"You are all nude and inside you will always be nude at all times. You
might just as well get used to it."

"During your medical, a capsule was inserted into your ass. It is lodged
next to your prostrate gland. It's a permanent fixture and can never be
removed. That capsule does several things. First it is a heart monitor. The
Computer that controls most of this facility can tell if your heart is
still beating, meaning you are alive."

The Capsule also contains every thing in your records and everything have
done or not done here. If you are told to report to a specific place it
will allow you through doors to get you to your destination."  That capsule
also has a locator beacon inside it. That will tell the Computer or any
guard exactly where you are at all times. Lastly that capsule is in close
proximately to your prostrate and if you cause a big problem for anyone a
10,000 volt charge can be shot into both your prostrate and tentacles. I'd
think very carefully before I did anything to have that happen. You won't
ever forget it."

"This is a Work Camp and each of you can sign up to work outside. Weather
you work or not is up to you. No one will force you to work, but work
brings privileges. The more you work, the better you have inside here."

"Shortly you will all receive a tour outside. The first thing you will
notice is that there are no fences, guard towers or barbed wire. You want
to run, be my guest. I don't care. It is simple; you will be listed as
unlawfully at Large. Under the new Capitol offence laws, you will be
considered a danger to society and an order will be issued to shoot on
sight. No arrest, just caught and executed on the spot."

"Lastly, all rules and regulations go into complete effect as soon as you
leave this Mess Hall. Sgt/Major, you can take them out one block at a time
to tour the outside. No coveralls."

"Yes Sir."

I left the Mess Hall.

I had seen three or four I would very much like to get a closer look
at. One in particular, I had queried on my wrist computer and knew his name
was Watson. Sixteen and first offence. Shop lifting. He got two years less
one day.

I went back to my office and ordered the boy to my office. The computer
took over, while I watched the camera feeds. Watson went right back to his
cell. I knew the message to report would be posted in his cell. He walked
out and down to the Security Guard.

"The Warden wants me. Have I done something wrong Sir?"

"No Watson. He will be talking to everyone over the next weeks and just
picked you to be first. Just follow that hall, the arrows will tell you
where to go."

"Yes Sir."

All hallways were underground and computer controlled. Watson just followed
the arrows on the floor. He looked scared.

He'd take about 15 minutes to get to my office so I sat back to read his
record. Reading about his arrest, trial and sentence, I couldn't understand
why he was given two years less a day. First offences by young adults
usually ended in probation not incarceration. And the two year sentence was
extreme to boot.

It was noted by both the Medical in Sacramento and here that Watson was not
a virgin. Weather that was forced or not I would have to ask. A parent or
guardian may have raped him and set up the trumped up charge to get him out
of the way. That was more likely, it wouldn't be the first time a kid was
railroaded into jail.

He wasn't bad looking, at just over 5 foot 6 and close to 120 lbs. He had a
four inch cock and nice balls. I was so engrossed looking at Watson's full
frontal nude I never even heard him knock.

"You sent for me Sir?"

I looked up and in the flesh his picture didn't do him justice at all he
was a very cute young man and my cock jumped in my pants.

"Yes Son come in."

"Am I in trouble Sir?"

"No. Why would you think that?"

"Well I never been in a wardens office before. I thought I must have done
something."

"It's okay Son. I will be talking to all inmates eventually. You are the
first. That's all."

"Okay Sir."

"Come over here and sit down. What is your first name Son?"

"Gerry Sir."

"Gerry, I'm trying to understand why you are even in here. Shoplifting is
not an offence that has a jail term."

"I asked the Judge for jail time to get away from my step dad."

"Was he the one that raped you Gerry? I know you have had cocks in your
butt. The medical scans told me."

"Oh no Sir. He would never do that. He was a Minister."

So who did rape you Gerry?"

"No one Sir. Me and Benny, he was an Hispanic boy from school. We been
playing around for several years. He was the first and I asked him. We had
sucked each other lots and I finally asked him to put it in my butt. Well
the first time hurt, but after a few times it was good."

"Are you Gay Gerry?"

"I guess so Sir. I like to suck on dicks and I like to get fucked."

"You are very open Gerry."

"I never lie Sir."

So why did you want to get away from your Step Father?"

"He found out what Benny and I were doing and said he was going to send me
away to a special school. I had seen other boys who came back all changed,
almost like zombies. I was scared so ran away. They always brought me back
so I stole some jewelry and got caught."

I knew the rest.

"Gerry, I want you to think about what I am going to ask you next."

"Okay Sir."

"Life for a Gay boy in here can be real hard, especially for one so open as
you. With no girls to satisfy the population, they will want to use you and
most will be very hard on you. I can prevent that from happening if you are
willing."

"Okay Sir."

Instead of saying anything, I reached out and gripped his soft cock. A
small gasp escaped his lips, but I felt the blood rush into his cock. I
jacked him a couple of times.

"Do you understand now Gerry?" My cock was throbbing and I knew I'd have to
satisfy the need pretty quick or I'd be changing uniform pants.

"Sir, you want me to help you out. I think Sir you should let me help you
now before you mess up your uniform."

"Go a head Gerry."

He knelt and unbuckled my belt and undid the buttons on my fly.

"Sir if you take your pants off they won't get wrinkled."

I had a feeling Gerry had done security officers before and if it happened
in Sacramento, I had a pretty good idea who it was. I knew several of the
guards in Sacramento were on my list for transfer here when Pine Lake
expanded.

I stood up and let my pants drop. Gerry helped me remove them and then
carefully folded them. Then went back between my legs. He pulled down my
boxer briefs. A big 'O' escaped his lips.

"You are really big Sir. I never have seen one so big."

I considered my cock as big as well. I knew I was bigger than any of the
guards here. At just over nine inches and almost four inches in diameter if
was a thick solid piece of meat.

"Just do what you can handle Gerry."

Gerry licked his lips and leaned forward. One hand gripped the base of my
cock. His hand didn't even go all the way around my thick cock. Gerry
opened his mouth and slowly took my cock. He was very careful to keep his
teeth off it. I knew that was a problem for most boys. Their mouths were
just not big enough to accommodate my cock.

I watched as just over four inches disappeared into his mouth. He gagged
and backed off. Then did it again. His tongue swirled around the head of my
cock with each thrust. I felt his other hand on my balls. He was very good
and brought me up real fast. If he kept it up he would get me off real
soon.

"Get ready Gerry."

I think Gerry knew how close I was to cumming. He went out and gripped the
head of my cock with his lips while both hands jacked my cock. That was all
it took and I held his head as I blew into his hot mouth. His eyes opened
real wide and his throat worked to swallow my offering. When I stopped
cumming, he lifted up and jacked my cock, then licked off the few beads
that came out. He then sat back.

"Was that okay Sir? You are real big and it will be a while before I can do
you all."

"That was very good Gerry. So good in fact that you have earned yourself
some privacy. When you go back to your cell see the Security officer and
tell him I said you are a stage two inmate now."

What's that mean Sir?"

It means no one can see you inside your cell any more and you even have a
door you can use to close and lock. The Security officers can still enter
your room, but no one else unless you let them."

"So Jerome won't be able to hit on me anymore?"

"Well at least not when you are in your cell Gerry. You will still need to
shower in the main block and take your meals in the mess hall, but when you
are in your cell no one can bother you."

"Thank you Sir."

"Jerry as a work assignment would you like to work here with me?"

That got an instant smile on his face.

"Yes Sir."

"Okay Gerry. After breakfast each morning you will report here."

"Yes Sir."

"Okay Gerry, just follow the arrows in the floor and it will lead you back
to your cell block. Report to Nathan and he will set you at Level two."

"Yes sir. Thank you Sir." Gerry walked out of my office.

Well that was one. I wondered how many more would agree to my
advances. Gerry I figured was easy being Gay already. I sat back to read
more histories.

Then I thought about what Gerry had said. He had said Jerome was hitting on
him. I pulled up Jerome's records.

After reading through his record once, I wondered why he was even here. He
should be in a class 2 institution.

Washington, Jerome: sixteen. 6 foot six inches tall, 180 lbs.  Last Charge
Sexual assault. Sentence two years.

Jerome had been in and out of class 4 Institutions since he was twelve. At
the rate he was going he'd be in a Class 2 or 1 before he was twenty one.

The full frontal nude told me he was hung as a proverbial horse. Not all
Negros were hung like him. From the sounds of it he was also a bully and
being the biggest boy in here, no one could stop him. Well he had yet to
have a run in with one of my Security Guards.

I keyed my intercom and ordered him to my office. Time to cut him down a
few levels.

I went to my connected quarters and changed into shorts and t-shirt. Went
back mixed myself a drink and sat down to wait. I looked over the ethnic
make up of the Institution.

Besides Jerome, there were five other African Americans, 26 Asian, 17
Native American. The rest were white. Pretty good mix and fairly normal
except in Class 2 prisons. There the Native and Black populations were
higher than whites. I had no statistics on Class 1 Prisons.

None of the inmates here had been charged with drug related offenses.

When Jerome Washington walked in his look told me he thought he was better
than anyone else. Time to give this boy an attitude change. He stood
slouched with his hand covering his dick and balls.

"Stand up straight with your hands at your side boy."

He bristled when I called him boy. He never moved.

"Listen boy and listen carefully. You do exactly what you are told, when
you are told or you will find yourself on the floor screaming your head
off. Now stand up straight." I picked up my wrist controller from my desk.

He immediately stood up straight.

"Boy, you have an attitude problem. From the looks of your rap sheet you
have had an attitude problem all your life. You have spent more time inside
a Jail than you have outside. Is that what you want? To spend the rest of
your life in a 6 foot by 8 foot cell. At the rate your are going you will
end up in a Class 2 or even Class 1 before you are 21."

He stood silently with his head down.  "Jerome, the legal system has given
you every opportunity to go straight, but all you seem to want is to stay
on that one way road to oblivion."

"What is wrong with you Jerome?"

He finally lifted his head and looked at me. His eyes were glassy. Maybe I
had found a chink in his self made Armor coating.

"I got nobody. I got no parents. Every time they let me out someone always
hits on me to do stuff. So I just hit back. I don't want to spend all my
life inside, but I got nothing else."

So that was his problem and not an uncommon one. Jerome had never done
anything really bad. All his crimes were pretty petty. His last was an
assault Charge. He had beat up a white guy pretty bad. It got him his two
years.

I got up from my chair and walked to the small fridge in my office. I
grabbed a coke. Picked up my drink and walked to the two leather Chairs in
my office.

"Come over here and sit down Jerome."

When he sat down I handed him the coke. I then sat down and adjusted
myself. The shorts I had on were pretty tight and I wasn't wearing any
underwear. Jerome I noticed watched me adjust myself.

After I sat down I looked at his pushed out cock and balls. I figured he
would be pretty close to me in length and girth. When I looked at his face,
I knew he knew where my eyes had been.

"Jerome, I have some questions for you. Please tell me the truth. Around
here cooperation is the key word and considering I know all about you,
lying will just cause you more problems."

"Are you straight, bi-sexual or homosexual?"

"I don't know Sir. I guess probably bi-sexual."

"Is that why you have been screwing some of the boys here already?"

His eyes got real big when I said that. When he opened his mouth to speak,
I held up my hand.

"Let me finish Jerome. You of all people should know that there is never
any real privacy in jail. Everything is covered by cameras. I did notice
that none of them complained when you did fuck them. So as far as I'm
concerned you did nothing wrong."

"What I am wondering is if they asked you to let them fuck you weather you
would have let them."

"I never had a dick inside me Sir."

"Does that mean you don't want one Jerome?"

"I don't know sir. All the guys always want me to screw them or to suck
me."

"Have you every sucked off a boy?"

"Yes Sir. You have to in Juvvy or the guys will just gang up on you."

"What would you say if I asked you to suck my cock?"

That brought his head up real fast, but he didn't say anything.

"I wouldn't order you to Jerome. I'll never order you to do that. All I
will ever do is ask."

"I guess I would Sir."

I looked at the clock on the wall. It was pretty close to ten, the time all
inmates had to be in their cells. Jerome would not make it on time, so was
stuck here. The Computer would close all access to every building at ten
PM.

I got up and walked to my desk and keyed the intercom.

"Yes Sir." Came immediately.

"Washington will not be back in cells tonight."

"Very well sir."

"Would you like another coke Jerome or something stronger?"

"Could I have a beer Sir?"

"One beer coming up." I pulled one from the fridge and then refreshed my
drink.

When I walked back to Jerome, he obviously knew he was staying with me. His
cock was thicker. I handed him the beer and sat back down.

"Why am I staying here Sir?"

"Primarily because you can't get back to your cell in time. At ten PM the
computer locks this institution down solid and only I have access. So you
will have to stay until 6 AM tomorrow."

"Do you want me to suck your dick Sir?"

"Do you want to Jerome?"

"I guess so Sir."

"Good then I will suck your cock too. See Jerome, you cooperate and I'll
help you out."

"You can fuck me if you want Sir."

"Not tonight Jerome. To night we will satisfy each other all night if you
want. I'll suck you off as you suck me off as many times as you want."

"You see Jerome. I'm Gay. I like to suck cocks and love to get fucked
too. Someday I might let you fuck me."

Jerome was fully erect and I knew he was as big as I was. If he kept
growing, before he was eighteen he'd have a real monster between his legs.

There was no doubt in my mind I wanted Jerome's cock in my ass, but I also
wanted to fuck the black boy. My shorts were to constricting, so I just
pulled off my t-shirt, undid my shorts and stepped out of them. I then sat
back down.

Jerome's eyes were only one place. He took a big swig of beer.

"Do you want me to suck you now Sir?"

"Do you want to Jerome? I said I would never order you."

He never said anything. Just set his beer down and then kneeled between my
legs. He used one hand to pull my cock level. Then just let it slide into
his mouth.

I watched, amazed that he took all nine inches straight into his throat. He
then backed off and went down again. No one had ever deep throated my cock
the first time, yet Jerome was doing it with no problem.  He alternated
between deep throating me and just bobbing on the first four inches. I
could also feel his tongue working my head and piss slit. Jerome was a far
more experienced cock sucker than he let on. I'd bet he wasn't a virgin
either, but that was something I would find out later. His expert
ministrations on my cock brought me up real fast. I didn't warn him I was
about to come. It didn't matter he took my load and swallowed it, never
missing a drop. Like Gerry, he jacked my cock and sucked off the small
beads of cumm that came out. Then sat back. He was rock hard.

"Was that okay Sir?"

"More than okay Jerome. I'd say you have been doing it lots."

"Yes Sir."

"Jerome, I'm going to ask you one more time. Please be honest. Are you a
virgin?"

That did it for Jerome. He broke down completely bawling his head off. I
let him cry. After he settled down I handed him his beer.

"Well Son?"

"It happened in Juvvy Sir. Then some of the guards did me too. I just
didn't want everyone to know I was a fag. I'm sorry Sir."

"Was that what your last charge was about too?"

"Yes Sir. The guy wanted me to screw him. So I did. Then he said he was
going to do me. I said I didn't want to, but he tried to hold me down so I
beat him up. He told the police I forced him."

"Well no one will force you here Jerome."

"You can fuck me Sir."

Do you want me to Jerome?"

"No Sir. I just figured you wanted to."

"Jerome I said no one will force you to do anything you don't want to. You
will have to ask me to fuck you. Now come on lets go to bed."

Jerome just lay on the bed. I climbed on and went down into a 69 position.
I didn't wait, but took his cock into my mouth and straight into my throat.

I wasn't sure why I loved Negro cocks, maybe because they felt almost silky
in my mouth. I deep throated his cock several times. I also felt it thicken
and knew he was close. I just continued till he blew. A nice thick and very
substantial load. After licking him up just lay back and went to sleep.

When I woke up Jerome'svery hard cock was right in front of my lips. I just
took it into my mouth.

"Sir I got to." Was all he got out before my mouth was filled with his very
salty piss. I just swallowed it. It wasn't the first time and probably
wouldn't be the last. When I finished I sat up.

Jerome was shaking all over.

"Relax Jerome. I just didn't want to get the bed wet. No problem boy."

"I never had done that to anyone before."

"Come on lets get showered."

After a hot shower I dressed. Then ordered two breakfasts. They were
exactly as everyone else was fed. All guards and myself ate the same as
inmates. ISSI did not skimp on meals. Good food kept inmates happy. Well as
happy as one can be while in Jail.

I sent Jerome back to his block after breakfast. I figured he would meet
Gerry in the halls at some point but didn't watch the camera feeds. I left
him as a Level 1 until I saw if his attitude had changed after spending a
night with me.

TBC

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