Date: Sun, 8 May 2005 16:53:30 EDT
From: HEBTEXAS@aol.com
Subject: Convictions Part 1 - 5

Chapter 1 --  Jason Arrives
The battered white Bluebird  bus pulled into the gates of the penitentiary
known simply as Reidsville. The  bus had driven several hours to get to this
point, it had passed thru miles of  unused swamp land and finally arrived at the
middle of nowhere.
17 year old Jason James was on  that bus, he stared thru the wire grate
covering the window beside him. He felt  queasy, his pulse was rapid, and his palms
were sweaty.
Looking up, he saw many small  towers a few stories high. Each tower had a
railed mezzanine and an armed guard.  He saw double fences that stood at least
12 feet, the fences were topped with  curling strands of barbed wire. All that
he saw only reinforced his fears.
The bus moved forward and the  gates behind it were shut. The prisoner
transport bus was now in an area between  two sets of gates. Several minutes passed
and the bus passed thru, into the  prison that would now serve as Jason's
home.
A few drops of sweat rolled  down Jason's forehead, he held up his cuffed
hands and quickly wiped it away  before it could run down his face and be
mistaken for tears. Indeed, Jason felt  very much like crying, but tears were a
weakness he couldn't  afford.


Less then 90 days ago, Jason  Jacobs had been free. As a guard ordered `all
out', Jason's thoughts  flashbacked. He thought of the stupid act that had put
him here. As his mind  replayed the scenes that had led up to this, he
stumbled. He had forgotten the  leg irons that were clamped to his ankles.
He was 6th in a  line of 9 new inmates being led into a huge double door. As
the march suddenly  halted, Jason stumbled again, almost falling into the man
a head of him.
Again Jason looked around.  Guards began unlocking the handcuffs and leg
irons. Jason waited his turn. As he  took in the size of the guards and the size
of the other prisoner's he felt even  younger and smaller. He felt more sweat
running down his forehead as an even  deeper fear sank in.
One stupid desperate act had  brought Jason to this point. So far he had
survived, so far... but as he looked  around, deep fear of his future life filled
him.
The new arrivals were  stripped, searched, and showered. Jason had been thru
this ordeal before. It was  a routine that had happen when he was arrested. It
had happened when he had  arrived at the prison systems Diagnostic Unit. Even
so, Jason still found the  showers embarrassing.
Jason would have been more  embarrassed if he had realized several trustees
were watching him shower. The  trustees had reason to stare.
Homosexuality was an accepted  way of life at Reidsville. There was a complex
web of relationships, some as  simple as just sexual, some romantic, some
that no one cared to think about.
Jason's long blonde hair had  been shaved at the Diagnostic Unit. It was a
rule. There was no real reason  behind it, it was something that had been done
for decades. It was a practice,  more or less.
Yet, shaved head and all,  Jason Jacobs was pleasant to look at, to say the
least. He was young, he was  white, his body was boyishly smooth. Jason was a 5
foot 5 inched young man. He  had never been an athlete yet his body was well
formed. His shoulders tapered  down to a slim 28 inch waist. His butt could
only be described as a prison  attribute, it was firm but plump. The crack was
simply a seam between two nice  globes that suggested something delightful was
hidden away. His legs were well  developed and only a few sparse hairs coated
them.
>From the front, Jason's face  was not model pretty, it was boyishly good
looking. It was a face that a man  that had been locked up to long would like to
look at. A young face, an innocent  face that would make a pleasant addition to
an incarcerated man's world. It was  a face of innocence, a face that had
hardly felt the swipe of a razor. A face so  young, some small problems of
teenaged acne marred its  smoothness.
Jason's chest still had that  light touch of baby fat. Not one hair marred
the surface of his pecs. A man's  rough hand could grab those smooth pecs and
close his eyes and pretend. Jason's  nipples were neither small nor large. They
were a shade of rose beige. They were  about the size of a quarter and the
nubs were slightly lighter in color. The  nubs were like those of most young men,
they hardened when the wind blew. The  nubs were quite small until they
stiffened. Then the hardened and became about  the size of a pencil's eraser, a
size that would make locked up men stare  at.
His belly was flat, puberty  had removed its handles. While Jason had a flat
tummy, in no way was it a  defined male 6 pack. His navel was an `innie' and
below it were a few almost  invisible hairs that declared him a natural
blonde.
The sprinkling of hairs  trailed down to a somewhat thicker pubic bush. Jason'
s pubes were a curly shade  of brown blonde, they formed the proper vee
shape, but by no means did he have a  thick hairy bush.
Below that, Jason's toys hung.  Even on the coldest day, his limp dick was
about 4 inches of cut manhood. Fully  erect was a different story, it grew hard
and stiff, rock hard, steel hard! But  it only reached a length of about 5
inches and the diameter of a silver dollar!  He had a tight, almost hairless
scrotum that encased testicles that were about  the size of almonds. Small balls,
but they could fire! Jason's soft cock was  long and thick enough so that it
almost covered his over producing sperm makers.  But it was not huge, it was
small by the prison standards. Jason wasn't hung, he  was just in proportion for
his body size.
As Jason showered, the  trustees continued to watch him. Jason was unaware of
the sexual fantasies that  he was playing a role in during his 5 minute
shower.
Jason and the other new  arrivals stepped out of the shower at a guard's
order. He dried off and stood in  line for underwear and a uniform.
Jason dressed and walked in  line thru a small maze of halls. As he stepped
out into Reidsville's rotunda he  had to keep marching even though the vast
rotunda kind of amazed him with its  marble and brass. He looked up as he stood
in line. The rotunda was an open 5  stories of marble, roofed by a stain glass
dome. As he followed the line Jason  felt cold and his fears deepened!
Jason knew he was in a bad  place, and he knew that rape was a possible thing
in his near future. His time  in county jail and his time in the state's
Diagnostic Unit had been spent in  single cells. He had heard enough to know how
bad Reidsville was. He knew his  young age and his small size made rape a very
potential part of his future.
Like most men, young or old,  big or small, Jason James feared rape. He could
almost imagine it, big men  beating him, then making him do things with them!
Jason was scared, and he had  reason to be!
He was now told to sit on a  bench. He needed to sit down, his legs felt
weak. His heart was beating so loud  it could almost be heard. As he wiped his
sweat wet palms on his orange uniform,  he looked around.
Jason wasn't the only person  in fear, most of the others sitting on the
benches were nervous also. They were  about to be classified, assigned a cell,
assigned a work duty, classified by a  person that really didn't care what
happened in the deep dark areas of the  prison.
In prison, your neighborhood  isn't a thing of choice, your roommate sure isn'
t! You can't control anything  really. You can't dial 911! Even if you're
raped and make the mistake of  telling, your life is over. It's not as easy as
yelling for help or telling a  guard. Telling is snitching, screaming is
snitching, and prison society doesn't  have snitches. Bad things happen to snitches.
Real bad things.
It's all supposed to be real organized.  It's all supposed to be fair. It's
only fair to the staff that actually plays a  part in overseeing the prisons
operations. The classification board consists of  people with college
educations that couldn't get a better job. They have a few  empty beds to stick new
arrivals in. It doesn't matter to them if they stick a  hot check writer into an
empty bed in a cell with a murderer. What matters to  the classification board
is 5pm and payday. They have a few empty beds,  and they place the new
arrivals in them. They don't rearrange the entire  overcrowded prison everyday. It'
s a made up job that they perform. The board  simply looks at what cells have
empty bunks, and what new arrivals they have  been made to deal with.
When it was Jason's turn to  walk into the classification room, his legs were
shaking, his fear was obvious.  His file wasn't reviewed. There were a few
empty cells in L Building and that  were Jason was being sent. Jason did luck
out a little, it was time for the  classification staff to take lunch, and they
didn't even bother to assign him to  a job.
The entire 3 minutes that  Jason spent in the classification room, he never
even spoke. The staff never  really looked at the scared 17 year old. They didn'
t realize he had been sent to  what was the state's worst penitentiary simply
because it had empty beds due to  a recent riot. If they had realized, they
wouldn't have cared. And now, Jason  James was being placed in a cell simply
because it had an empty bunk.
As the uniform guard led Jason  from the classification room, the staff of it
was already trying to decide what  they would have for lunch. Jason was just
another prisoner to them, just another  number.

Chapter 2 --  Adam's Feeling Lonely
Adam paced back and forth in  the small cell. He didn't pace from
nervousness, he didn't pace from fear. Adam  Holden paced when he was in deep thought,
like now. Adam's 6 foot 1 inch frame  couldn't take many steps in the small
cell, but the `country boy' part of him  seemed to think better when he walked.
Different thoughts were  running thru Adam's mind. He'd been locked up for 9
months and 3 days, 9 very  long months. Over 6 months had been spent in the
very prison cell he now was  walking back and forth in. This morning, his
cellie, his cell mate had been  placed on the `outgoing chain'. Adam felt lonely,
his best friend in this whole  damn prison had left!
Adam had no real reason to  feel lonely, he was one of the lucky ones, one of
the special few at Reidsville.  He had a vast amount of family and friends on
the outside, in the free world  that wrote to him, visited him, and supported
him. Adam had visitors, he had  mail, he had money in his prison trust fund,
and even contraband cash available.  He had the ability to obtain drugs,
alcohol, and many other forms of prison  contraband. In the eyes of many other
prisoners, Adam Holden had it  all!
But he didn't have it all! Not  in his mind, not in his thoughts. Adam was
lonely, he had been lonely before but  now that his cellie, his best friend had
left on the chain bus, his loneliness  had increased. Adam and his ex-cellie
hadn't been lovers, but they were best  friends. They had gotten along, they
had developed prison routines, and they had  been a stability to each other in
the prison way of life.
And now, Adam was alone. He  didn't have his best friend to bullshit with
anymore. He didn't have the buddy  that he had lived with in the small cell for
month after month. The tall, well  built country boy was feeling down. He felt
almost  abandoned.
Adam knew he would get a new  cellmate today. He was well aware of the prison
overcrowding. But he was pacing,  thinking, sorting out his thoughts. Adam
was wondering if he wanted more then a  friend, more then a buddy. In all the
months of lock up, being away from women,  only twice had Adam ventured into the
deep dark secret sex life of a straight  man in prison. Only twice had the
country boy done what he thought was an  unspeakable act. Two times now, he had
paid for the privilege of a free world  dick sucker. Only two times had he
reduced himself to use a cock sucker, two  times in over 9 months!
Adam had felt inner guilt from  his sexual enjoyment. There was no doubt that
he had received expert head, the  best two blow jobs he had ever known in his
short life span. He could buy a  prison punk, he could easily pay for a good
cock sucker to be in his cell. He  had the connections and funds to get one of
the few punks that even had breast  implants, the ones that everyone prisoner
looked at. He could have the best!
He paced, thinking about it,  thinking and pacing. He finally just made a
decision as he looked at the empty  bunk in his cell. He decided if they put some
God awful freak in his cell, he'd  pay a guard to have them moved. He didn't
know who he wanted in his cell. It  wasn't as easy as in the free world, but
Adam was lonely, he really wanted  someone to talk with, to bullshit with.
Adam stopped at the small sink  in the back of the cell. He splashed some
water on his face, then wet his hair  and slicked it back with his long fingers.
He looked at himself in the mirror  and wished his ears didn't stick out! He
sat down to read his mail.
A while later, Adam heard the  yells, the prison cat calls, the hints of a
new guy arriving in the cell block.  The yells he was hearing were somewhat
threatening, somewhat suggesting danger.  He looked towards the bars, out to the
cell block runway as the guard led Jason  James to his cell.
Adam's face took on a frown as  he watched the guard direct Jason into his
cell. He didn't dislike Jason on  site, that wasn't what made him frown. Adam
was pissed because of the other  prisoner's making rude remarks about his new
cellie. He looked at the young  small dude and felt a protective instinct
develop.
A few of the convicts were  peering into the cell, Adam gave them a angry
look, and closed the sheet that  served as a makeshift privacy curtain for the
steel bars.
A voice from outside yelled,  "Hey Holden, if you ain't gonna share, at
least let a nigga watch." Adam ignored  the comment and the laughter that
accompanied it.
"Don't pay no attention to  that bull shit, you ride with me now dude, ain't
no one gonna fuck with you."  Adam announced a bit louder then needed, but
wanting his voice heard by those  who lurked outside the cell. He held out a
large hand, "I'm Adam Holden."
Justin was still in a daze,  just walking to this cell had been another awful
experience. He was too  embarrassed to even look up to where Adam towered
over him. He murmured,  "Justin, uh, Justin James." He shook hands,
uncomfortable with the contact in  the small space.
"Cool, man. I like the top  bunk so the bottom is yours. Chow call is in
about an hour, but it's some kind  of noodle shit tonight so you can eat a spread
with me, if you wanna. In fact,  you'll be better off if you stick with me at
first, man. It's rough in here,  especially for new dudes. You're gonna wanna
avoid a lot of dudes. They'll try  and catch you off by yourself, or in a
stairwell, just all kinds of shit they  watch for." Adam advised.
Justin made no comment. He  didn't know what to say. He had heard everything
Adam had said, but the phrase  `ride with me' is what he dwelled on. Justin
took a few glances at Adam as he  made his bunk. The guy had acted decent so
far, he was pretty tall, but he  wasn't old, fat, or hideous. Justin made a
major decision based on the fear he  had felt just walking down the cellblock run
to this cell. Justin decided he  would do what he had to do to keep Adam as a
friend and protector. As Justin  thought about homosexual relations he decided
it would be better to willingly be  with this one decent guy then to be gang
raped by no telling how many.
As Justin made his decision,  he visibly relaxed, yet retained nervousness.
He didn't know what to say or do  after he had the bunk made. The silence felt
awkward.
Adam had been in his bunk  reading mail, he jumped down and sat on the end of
Justin's bed. "So how much  time you got Justin?"
Justin made first eye contact  with Adam. There was something in Adam's eyes
that seemed kind. "3 years," he  answered.
"Man, that ain't so bad. If  you keep your goodtime, you'll be out before
you know it. This fucking hell hole  is real over crowded. They're giving extra
goodtime now, just handing it out  like candy." Adam responded. "Hey, when
they call chow, most of these broke  mother fuckers with go to eat. That's when
you and me are gonna hit the showers.  Otherwise a lot of these perverts will
be trying to check you out, if you get my  drift. Especially the ones that
been locked up to long. Anytime a young dude  comes in this place, the old
fuckers are all over  `em."
Justin croaked, "Uh, okay." He  didn't bother to announce that he had just
recently showered. He figured Adam  knew the chain routine. He figured Adam
just wanted to see his ass or something.  That thought gave him  shiver, but  he
pushed it away. Adam made small talk with him.
A buzzer rang, and he heard a  guard yell, "Get ready for chow! Chow in 5
minutes, chow in  5."
Adam stood up, and unzipped  his orange prison jumpsuit. With no hesitation,
no embarrassment, he stripped  completely nude a few feet from where Justin
sat. Justin stared at a small spot  on the wall, feeling uncomfortable. Adam
wrapped a towel around his waist and  then tossed another towel to Justin.
"Free world towels," Adam  laughed. "Enough material to cover a dude up, not
like the thin worn out crap  they issue in here."
Justin stood as Adam sat back  down. Justin knew his cellie expected him to
strip and put on the towel. His  nervous fingers fumbled at the zipper. He kept
his back towards Adam as he  stripped. And of course Adam looked.
Adam hadn't really intended  more then a glance, but as he saw Justin's back
and ass, the glance lingered.  Adam thought, `A boy shouldn't have a butt
that pretty.' He had never so much as  touched a dude's ass before, but he knew
he wouldn't mind touching a pretty butt  like Justin's. He felt that
familiar twinge that his cock gave before it started  getting stiff. Fortunately,
Justin now had the towel wrapped around  him.
The two cellmates headed  towards the shower walking side by side down the
run. The large shower was in  the front end of the cell block. It had 40 shower
heads. A half wall separated  it from the cellblock run. Adam shared soap and
shampoo with Justin as they  showered. He didn't want to pop a boner in the
shower, so other then passing the  soap and shampoo, Adam never looked at
Justin.
It may have been fear of the  unknown, it may have been normal curiosity.
Justin did take a few looks at Adam.  His tall cellmate was thin but well built.
And as Justin noticed, apparently  Adam was hung. Adam's cock was soft but to
Justin it appeared quite large. It  flopped and dangled as Adam scrubbed. Two
large balls swung freely in an equally  impressive scrotum. The size of Adam's
equipment made Jason even more nervous.  He closed his eyes to shampoo the
stubble of his cropped out hair but could  still see the large dangling dick in
his mind's  eye.
Justin wasn't aware of the  stragglers that had not gone to chow that stood
watching him shower. One of  them, a large pot bellied man, openly groped as he
watched the young man shower.
The two cellmates finished  their shower. As Adam dried off, he glared at the
men who stared at Justin. The  glare made two of the men walk away, but three
remained.
"Ain't no need in looking,"  Adam said in a dangerous tone, "He's riding
with  me."
Justin's face flushed with  embarrassment that worked its way all over his
body. He was well aware of what  happened sexually in prisons, he knew he was a
chosen victim because of his age  and size. But these men had stared with
openness and a lewdness that shocked  Justin. The way they had stared at him was
like the way a group of construction  workers would stare at a hot young woman.

On the trip back to the cell,  Justin could still feel eyes burning holes
into his back. He knew the men were  staring at his once again towel covered
butt. Even though the thick towel more  then covered him, Justin felt as naked as
he could get. He knew that all that  stood between him and those men was his
cellie.
"Here," Adam said as they were  back in the cell. "Free world boxers my aunt
sent, there too small for me but  they should fit you."
As Justin pulled up the  boxers, he said, "Thanks Adam. I mean thanks for out
there too, those dudes, the  way they were staring and shit. Man! I don't
know what I would have fucking done  without you! Thanks!"
Adam knew what Justin was  trying to convey, if he hadn't known, the
sincerity of Justin's voice would have  told him. He felt a stab of guilt for checking
out Justin's ass earlier.
"They're just fucking pervs,"  Adam said, "But I'm just as bad man. I
checked out your butt, dude. I've been  locked up too long, fuck, I almost boned up
seeing your  ass!"
Justin looked at Adam who  still stood wrapped in a towel. He looked into the
blue eyes of the older  teenager that was his protection. Justin didn't
speak, he knelt down in front of  Adam.
Adam's hands were at his  sides, clenched as Justin tugged the towel free.
The cell was silent except for  the beat of two hearts. For a few minutes,
Justin stared at the cock in front of  his face. It had already been big, but it
grew in front of his eyes. Longer, and  thicker, slightly darker as he stared at
it.
A whisper came from Adam, "You  don't have to do this." Those were the words
but it almost seemed a plea, Adam  almost seemed to beg for relief.
Justin's tongue appeared, wet  and thick. Justin felt almost calm as he
licked Adam's stiff rod. The lick  caused Adam's cock to spasm, to jerk. Justin
was surprised at the taste, it  wasn't that bad. Just the underlying taste of
the soap from their shower. He  opened his mouth wide, and covered the cock
head. It had looked big, but felt  huge now that it was inside his mouth. It was
so thick that he couldn't seem to  open his mouth wide enough, but he tried. He
was able to work a bit more of it  into his mouth.
Adam had tried to remain  still, his fist opened and closed, cords stood out
on his neck. His hands went  to the stubble of Justin's recently clipped off
hair. He moaned quietly, and  almost on their own, his hips began a slight
thrust.
Justin had no experiences with  hard cocks except the one between his own
legs. He knew enough to keep his teeth  away from the sensitive steel hard organ.
And actually, Justin was doing a very  good job. He was dealing with 9-1/2
inches of thick man meat attached to one very  horny 19 year old.
Adam's hips continued their  thrust, Justin was dealing with as much as 5
inches of the big cock. Justin's  tongue swirled, his jaws sucked, his lips
formed a tight sleeve! Adam's hips  slowly thrusted, pumping dick in and out of the
warm sucking mouth.
"Uh... oh... fuck!" Adam whispered  hoarsely as his cum tube expanded and began
to jet!
Cum flooded into Justin's  mouth, there was really no place for it to gave,
save one, and without thinking,  Justin began to swallow. He swallowed as fast
as he could trying to keep up with  the pipe like tube that flooded his mouth!
"Oh, fuck!" Adam moaned loudly  as his nuts quivered and sent their juicy
thick man shake into Justin's mouth!  "Fuck!"
Whoops and hollers came from  outside of the cell as Adam fuck cried were
heard.
Chapter 3 --  Hearts Beat In Hell Too
In the back of Adam's mind, he was aware of the audience outside the  sheet
that hung over his cell's bars. He didn't think or dwell on those that had
listened to him cumming. It was a prison thing, a convict thing, in some ways a
man thing. Adam had been at Reidsville long enough to know the way of life.
Men  in here stuck their noses where they didn't belong. It was an accepted way
of  doing time.
Justin also heard the laughs and catcalls from outside the cell. All  those
men out there knew he had just sucked a dick. They all knew he had just
swallowed cum. His face was bright red, it burnt with shame. Sucking Adam off  hadn'
t actually been that bad, but knowing that all those loud leering men knew,
that was real shame! Justin was still kneeling on the cell's cement floor. His
heart was thumping, he stared at a point somewhere between Adam's long hairy
legs.
Adam's heart was also thumping, it was racing. Adam was in a speechless
state, Adam was trying to sort his thoughts and feelings. He had just had his
dick sucked by another male for the third time in his life. He had enjoyed it
even though it wasn't one of the best head jobs the world had known. Adam liked
it, he liked it very much! There was no guilt about the homosexual activity
this  time. Adam enjoyed that even more then he enjoyed the fact that he had
just  dumped a load.
The tall prison stud stared down at Justin. This wasn't one of the pretty
punks that had sucked his cock previously. They had worn make-up, they had tried
 to appear female.
Adam looked down at where Justin still knelt. He saw a short decently  built
young man with a bad prison version of a crew cut. There wasn't anything
feminine about Justin. Adam saw a young man, small of build trying to survive in
a version of hell. Adam almost shrugged, maybe Justin would be cuter when his
hair grew some.
Adam did a strange thing. He reached down with one of his long arms and
pulled Justin up. He was strong, he exerted no effort to pull the smaller  younger
teen off the floor. A stupid thought ran thru Adam's mind, just a brief  and
never known thought. For a split second, Adam was thinking about kissing  this
dude that had just sucked his dick! It was just one of those fleeting deep
feelings that one sometimes has after sex.
He pushed the thought away, but he did give Justin a half way embrace,  and
Adam did whisper "Thanks, I really needed  that."
Adam patted Justin's back, a straight man's brotherly hug, a hug used on
special occasions. He stepped back, and asked, "You know how to make a spread
dude?"
Thoughts were running thru Justin's head too. He had just sucked dick. He
was confused by the hug, but somehow he knew it was an effort of friendship, a
bonding. He had just sucked this dude's dick and swallowed this dude's cum!
He  had been half hugged and received a whispered `thanks' for his effort.
Justin took a short but hard look at Adam. He saw a tall slim young man.  He
saw strength and protection. Justin didn't see a real good looking guy, not
like a model or actor. But Justin saw someone that could hopefully save him
from  the hell that was still making comments outside of the cell.
Justin had been lost in his thoughts, he had just sucked dick and had  many
things to deal with. He hadn't heard Adam.
Adam repeated, "A spread? You know how to make one?" Adam saw the  confused
expression on Justin's face.
Justin heard Adam this time, but he was even more confused then before.
Justin's thoughts were still in a sexual mode. He was trying to picture a sexual
position that two males could have that involved spreading! He looked up at
tall  Adam. He just couldn't picture what he was supposed to do! He asked, "You
want  me to spread my legs or something? I ain't done this kind of thing
before."
Adam held back the laughter he had inside, but his eyes sparkled. Had he
gotten the perfect cellmate? He didn't know, but for the first time in months,
Adam was happy!
He answered, "Legs? Spread? Hey, maybe later, but I was talking about  food,
making a spread. Uh, that's what its called in here. Its stuff you mix
together and make sandwiches from. Junk food from the store, uh, commissary."  Adam'
s relatively short time in prison had already made it necessary for him to
have to translate to Justin. Adam thought in prison phonics or slang.
Somehow, it was natural for both the young men that Justin took on the  role
of preparing the supper. Adam had a good stash of food. He had the things
that the prison commissary sold and he had supplements that he purchased from
inmates that worked in the prison kitchens.
As Adam told Justin how to make a spread that was based on canned tuna,
Justin followed each instruction, even as he crushed up a small bag of Frito
chips and mixed it in the plastic bowl.
Adam watched and gave out the prison recipe for a tuna spread deluxe. It
included many things and actually tasted good when completed and spread on
bread. But Adam was watching to make sure Justin did his recipe right, Adam was
thinking about Justin.
Adam's thoughts ran wild, `He ain't ugly, he'll probably look kind of  cute
when his hair grows back. He's little and shit. He's got a nice ass for a
dude. But could I fuck a dude? Another dude?'
Justin had finished the mix, tuna, Frito's, egg, and relish were part of  the
ingredients. He was spreading it on bread when he realized the prison slang
word `spread' had came from spreading it on bread.
Something clicked in Adam's mind, some thought, some need. As Justin  handed
Adam a sandwich, Adam took a big bite, "Damn, pretty good  man!"
Justin gave what some might consider a half smile, and took a doubtful  bite
from his own sandwich. He frowned, "It is good! I thought it was gonna  taste
like shit when you had me add the Fritos!"
Adam wanted to dig deeper, and Adam pretty much did what he wanted. "So  you
never made a spread before?"
The blush reappeared on Justin's face as he was slightly reminded on the
fact that he thought a spread was a sexual position. Justin took another bite
from the sandwich and answered as he chewed, "This is kind of my first time. I
really appreciate you looking after me."
Normally, Adam came right to the point. But not this time, he took  another
look at Justin and knew there would never be any chance that this young
masculine teen would become feminine. But Adam responded, "Yeah, its pretty  scary
in here. It's fucking lonely as hell too!"
Justin didn't know how to respond at first, but he knew there where a lot  of
men waiting outside the cell. Men that might not be so nice, men that  wouldn'
t be sharing their food with him.
Justin did speak, "I'm scared as shit man! I don't even know how to tell
you how scared I am!"
Adam's blue eyes were still smiling, almost a sparkle seemed to come from
them. He let out a deep breath, not a sigh, but almost a hope. "Look, Justin. I
can kind of school you, kind of take care of you. I ain't normally gay or
shit,  but I'm so fucking lonely that I kind of wanna hook  up."
Justin was puzzled again, but just for a few seconds. He figured out what
the term `hook up' meant in prison.
"I wouldn't mind taking care of someone if they take care of me," Adam  was
speaking again. "No one in here will fuck with what's mine or nothing cause
I got a few contacts." For some reason Adam felt the need to brag about his
abilities in the prison.
"You want me to be your punk?" Justin asked in a muted voice. Justin was
staring at Adam.
"Don't look at me like that!" Adam answered. "I didn't rape you or  nothing!
"
Justin shook his head, "Naw, I, uh, I sucked your dick cause I wanted to
thank you for making those dudes leave me alone. I never sucked a dick before or
nothing. I ain't gay, but I'll do what I need too. I'll do what you say and
shit. Am I gonna have to act like a girl?"
No longer could Adam hold back his laughter! He looked at his new cellie,  a
short dude yes, but broad shouldered and well built! ( And the prettiest butt
on the cell block) Adam laughed hard, he laughed from his heart, but managed
to  speak, "No one will ever mistake you for a girl, no, you don't have to
act like  a girl, you don't have to act like anything. But maybe later, can I
see what you  thought a spread was?"
Good natured Justin didn't take the laughter as an insult, in all  actuality
he couldn't really do anything that would offend Adam. But Justin  decided if
he had to be with a man, this new cellmate wasn't bad at all.
The two sat beside each other eating sandwiches and talking. The few that
had been hoping to get a piece of Justin and waiting on the chance that Adam
would put him on the stroll had disappeared, they had gone on to their normal
way of prison life.
Adam and Justin talked, they shared experiences. Time clicked by, it  became
time for a prison count. A guard walked down the cellblock walkway,  peering
into cells, counting heads.
He got to the cell that Justin and Adam were now sharing. The young guard
had seen it all. When he counted Justin and Adam he saw two almost naked
convicts kissing! He didn't care, he had been trained to ignore sexual activity
between inmates. He had been told it kept the inmates happy and kept them from
causing trouble and rioting.
But, both Justin and Adam were kissing another male for the first time.  They
were kissing each other. Adam was the dominant kisser, his tongue was doing
the probing, his hands were working lower and lower on Justin's back,
Adam had made a major decision. He had decided that if he could get his  dick
sucked by another guy, then he may as well try a few more things. It was
really more then that, it was more then just sexual relief. Adam was just tired
of being lonely.
There wasn't a noticeable difference to Adam as he kissed Justin. It was
about the same as kissing a female. He covered Justin's lips and tongued deep
inside the young man's mouth. Adam's dick grew to full size. The 9-1/2 inched
fuck  pole hardened and wanted freed from the boxers that constricted it.
Justin's eyes remained open during the long involved French kiss. His  lips
moved and gave into Adam's controlling kiss. He tasted the large tongue  that
probed his mouth. It wasn't that bad, not bad at all.
Deep in his thoughts, Justin had known he would be punked.He hadn't  thought
of what scenes might take place. But kissing wasn't one of the things he  had
pictured in his prison life. But it wasn't that bad. Even as Adam's hands
roamed his back, moving lower and lower, Justin just accepted the kiss and the
groping. In fact, Justin developed his own erection. His 5 incher had hardened
 at some point.
Adam's hands had slipped inside the boxers he had given Justin. He had  never
been much of an ass man with the women in his life but this wasn't a  woman'
s ass he was feeling up. He knew that the smooth globes of muscled  buttocks
he was feeling were male. But it didn't matter at this point, he was  too
horny, too excited. Maybe another blow job would have satisfied him, but he
wanted, almost needed to fuck.
Somehow their boxer shorts came off, somehow they were both standing.  Adam
bent his head down, continuing the kiss that only fuel the fire that burnt
between his legs. He saw Justin's boner, it small size caught Adam's attention.

Justin was now face down on the bottom bunk. He wasn't sure how he had  got
there, but he spread apart his legs. He knew what was next. He remained  still
and watched as Adam produced a bottle of hand lotion. Neither young man  knew
the in's and out's of butt fucking, but Adam knew that lube was  needed.
Adam applied a generous amount to his big cock, the shine of the lotion
somehow made its size more impressive. He sat down beside Justin and spread  Justin
's ass cakes apart, both of their hearts pounded, as Adam took in the  small
orifice that he intended on entering.
The virgin hole appeared so small, so tiny. If Adam hadn't known better,  he
wouldn't have believed his cock could fit inside that small band of muscle.
He began rubbing lotion onto the small ring.

Chapter 4 -- The Course of Nature
Adam ran his finger around Justin's ass rim. He applied a generous amount  of
the cool lotion. The current sexual activity was a brand new experience for
both young men. Neither one had previous knowledge of this type of fucking.
Even  as Adam coated the smaller teen's butt lips, he still wondered how the
small  hole could open wide enough to receive a hard cock. He knew it happened,
all the  time, somewhere right now, several men in this very cell block were
fucking.
Justin still had his little erection. It laid between his stomach and the
rough prison sheets of the bunk. No one had touched his asshole before, not even
 during the many strip searches he had endured. But, the lotion was cool,
almost  relaxing as his new cellie's finger rubbed it in.
Justin was scared, any straight man would have been afraid. No, Justin  had
never seen the small size of his own asshole, Justin had never seen anyone's
asshole. Justin knew he was going to be fucked, he somehow knew it would hurt.
Maybe it was word of mouth, maybe it was a long forgotten instinct, Justin
knew  that his big cocked cellmate would cause him a lot of pain. He had sucked
off  that dick, it was huge, he had trouble taking a small part of it in his
wide  spread mouth. Oh, yeah, he knew it would hurt going up his  ass!
Instinct told Justin to push out, to open his ass as wide as he could!  Adam
was still watching the small ring as it seemed to wink and pulse! He stared
at it amazed as it managed to expand and create a very small opening that he
sank his finger into!
Adam didn't know what to expect as his lotioned covered finger entered  the
butt virgin's ass! He surely didn't expect what he felt! Warmth and a smooth
tightness encased his finger. Just having his finger in that ass chute made
Adam  moan.
He moved his finger around a little. Adam felt a bit strange fingering
another dude's asshole. He looked at Justin's back. He saw a short, but kind of
well built dude. Broad shoulders, narrow hips, and a strong muscular butt.
None of that really mattered, not now, not anymore. Adam had completely
crossed that line that separates straight men from gay ones when he kissed
Justin. Even in prison there were certain rules. You were thought of as straight
when you fucked a punk or got head. But kissing, even the oldest convicts that
had seen or done it all considered that a queer act. Adam knew those rules, he
 didn't care. He wanted sex, good sex. He wanted to fuck, too many months had
 passed since he had fucked! Pure male need, the masculine instinctive need
to  fuck had Adam climbing on Justin's back. But another need, another
masculine  need to protect made Adam think about his  movements.
Adam slowly lowered his body onto Justin's back. Just the skin to skin
contact felt good! Justin felt warm and comfortable underneath his larger body.  He
could feel the beating of Justin's heart where his chest touched Justin's
back. His cock rested into the smoothness of the pliant butt. Adam let out a
contented sigh, the sound of a happy man!
He was aware of Justin's fear, the thumping heart gave that emotion away.
Adam bent his head close to Justin's left ear, whispering, "It'll be okay, don'
t  be scared. I'll go real easy, you let me know if it's hurting too much.
You let  me know, okay?" Adam purposely didn't use the words `man' or `dude'
. Those words  were appropriate to use with the young man he was about to ass
fuck. Those words  didn't belong in this intimate position.
Adam felt compelled to do more then fuck, he began a form of foreplay  that
he hoped would make this better for the both of them. He ran his tongue  around
Justin's ear lobe, nibbling and nuzzling. He darted his tongue in and out  of
the young man's ear using a firm almost fucking motion to french his new
cellmate's ear.
He gently ran the rough stubble of his slight beard shadow over the back  of
Justin's neck, then his mouth went into action again. He sucked and kissed at
the tender skin of the small teen's neck.
The foreplay was serving a purpose. Justin was getting horny, his dick
leaked and throbbed where it lay beneath his stomach. The 17 year old's previous
sexual contacts had been limited to inexperienced females. He had never known
that his ear was an erotic area. He had never experienced a person lying on
his  back, the weight that seemed to cause sexual stimulation.
As the kisses to his sensitive neck continued, Justin let out soft moans,  he
slowly thrusted his dick against the rough sheets. He felt hornier and hotter
 then he had ever been. He could feel the heat radiating from the big hard
log  pressed against his butt, he felt the slickness of the lube cock touching
his  ass.
Justin pushed the fear of being fucked to the back of his mind. His  teenaged
hormones were making their need for more sexual contact known. Justin  did a
bit of whispering, "I'm so hot, you got me so hot!" He voice was the low
tone of someone that recognized he was involved in a `forbidden'  act.
Adam asked, "Can I fuck you? Can I fuck you baby?" His voice was gentle  and
soft but the need in it was heard. Adam heard himself calling Justin `baby'.
 It made him cringe but it seemed to fit. "Please baby, can I  fuck?"
"Yeah, yeah," Justin whispered, as was the way with horny teenagers.
Adam rose up, he looked down to where his hardness still touched the hot
sweet ass cheeks. He supported his body above Justin's with one hand as he
guided his member into the cleavage of the butt cakes. Almost on its own, Adam's
cock head found the warm moistness of the ass ring. He bent his mouth back to
Justin's neck and pushed gently!
Justin tensed as soon as he felt the thick cock head press against his
asshole! A deep fear and an even deeper dread filled every nook and cranny of  his
mind! He knew he had to do this, he had to be a part of this! He'd rather be
involved with this one guy then no telling how many  others!
Justin couldn't relax but once again he was able to push out with his ass
ring! He pushed out hard, so hard that he grunted! And his ass had opened
enough, Adam's cock began a slow entrance!
The two had spent some time in their version of foreplay. A lot of the  cheap
commissary lotion that Adam had used as lube had dried up. Not much  remained
on the 19 year old's fuck tool. Justin had only received one of Adam's
fingers! The cock that was being forced inside him was so much thicker! Much too
thick!
Justin's pain was waves of pure agony! He wanted to make it stop! He  wanted
to crawl away from the huge thing that seemed to be splitting his ass  apart!
Justin was young, he was small, and he was feeling pain like he never  knew in
his short lifetime! However, Justin was a man! Being a part of this
homosexual prison act didn't make him less of a man.
And Justin acted like the man he was. He didn't scream in pain, he didn't
resist. He didn't cry and beg for it to stop! He hid the pain and he rode on
its  waves!
Adam sank in slowly, slow as he could! He had expected that Justin's ass
would feel good, he had expected it to feel as good as the real pussy's he had
often been inside of in the free world! He didn't expect what he was feeling!
If Adam had penetrated any faster, he would have immediately lost it and
nutted! His cock was entering something that was so tight it felt like his
strong hands clamping around his dick! But it was so much better then his hands!
It was a small tight chute with a hard ring of muscle that locked around his
dick! It was warm, so tight, but so soft! It seemed to be slowly sucking his
dick into its depth!
Adam did what he could, he tried to watch for signals of pain or stress  from
Justin! He tried to be careful and not hurt the owner of this wonderful
hole! He tried to be aware of Justin and what Justin was feeling! But Adam's  dick
was sending out signals that overwhelmed Adam's  thoughts!
Justin remained still and quiet, the pain grew and grew, but Justin hid  it!
He didn't let into the need to get the huge thing out of his body! He didn't
give in!
Minutes had gone by, many minutes that left both young men's bodies  gleaming
with  a light sheen of  sweat! In the low glow of the 60 watt bulb in the
prison cell, they both  appeared almost handsome. Their bodies looked strong and
sturdy and  desirable.
And the fucking began! Adam had finally entered balls deep! He pulled out
slowly, being careful, but enjoying the hot sensations of the clinging ass
tunnel more then he could ever remember enjoying anything. He pulled out until  he
felt the flare of his cock head touching the inner ring of ass muscle, then
he slowly pushed back in!
Justin didn't make a sound, he didn't scream as it felt like his guts  were
being pulled out of his asshole! He didn't move as it felt like a baseball
bat was being forced in and out of his ass! He had made a choice, he had made
his own choice! That choice involve letting this tall young man fuck him, punk
him. Justin wasn't big enough to protect himself, but he was man enough to
hide  his agony.
More minutes ticked by, Justin had been stretched. The massive prick  moved
in and out more freely, the pain was fading. He could feel the size of the
dick moving thru his body but either he had gotten used to the pain or it wasn't
hurting as bad. Justin became aware of other things, other things beside the
pure agony he had been suffering! He was aware of Adam kissing and nibbling
at  his neck. Justin admitted to himself that he liked the neck foreplay even
though  it was from another man.
Adam's cock had produced fuck lube, and it moved thru Justin's love  tunnel
freely. Adam was doing some of his own fighting of feelings. His balls  wanted
to explode! His dick wanted to forever be in this hot hole!
If one could see Adam fucking, they would see his tall sinewy body in a
fluid motion. They would see a young man that was born with the inner knowledge
of fucking! They would see a man that was tough and rough, able to face life,
but they would also see a lover!
Adam twisted his head, moved around as he continued fucking, his lips  once
again found Justin's! He kissed slightly and then whispered, "Can I cum
inside you baby?"
Justin hadn't really thought that far. He had already swallowed Adam's  cum,
what difference did it make? "Yeah!" Justin whispered.
Their mouths touched, in the strange position of chest against back, top
stud riding the bottom stud's back, the young men had no problems flexing and
kissing!
Adam's tongue was back inside Justin's mouth! Justin was being tongue
fucked as he was being ass fucked! And friction and sex took over! Justin  breathed
faster, he wanted the dick to fuck harder!
Adam continued his long but slow strokes inside the fuck tunnel! Adam was  a
cock master, he controlled his dick! But they had been fucking for over 45
minutes! Adam finally gave into his fuck need! He broke his kiss and moved his
mouth back to Justin's neck! He bit and sucked! He was slamming ass now,
pumping  cock in and out, grinding the hot chute!
The 19 year old stud cried out softly as his nut began! The words didn't
make much sense but they were the soft words of a man that was in  climax!
Adam drained his load, he was spent and done! He kissed gently at  Justin's
neck as he felt his dick shrinking some. Adam kissed and licked his  cellmate's
neck allowing his 9-1/2 inch member to reduce to a semi hard on. He  pulled out
carefully, aware that Justin may be very  tender.
Adam stood up and looked down at his half deflated man pole. It looked
pretty clean to him but he moved to the sink to wash it. He was tall enough that
his dick dangled over the cell's small sink. He cleaned it and his back was
toward Justin. As Adam was drying his cock, he turned and looked at  Justin.
The towel dropped from Adam's hands! "Are you okay dude?" Adam's voice  was
louder then needed. Adam looked at Justin, the small guy hadn't moved. His
eyes were glassy looking!
"Oh man! Oh fuck man! I didn't mean to hurt you!" Adam cried out. "I
swear, dude! Oh, fuck, I'm sorry! You want me to get a doctor or  something?"
Justin blinked, "Huh?"
Adam sat down on the bunk, "You okay? Come on dude, get up! I didn't mean
to get that rough or nothing! Can you stand up? I can get the guard to call the
 infirmary! I'm fucking sorry!"
"No, no. I just need to rest here. I'm okay." Justin's voice sounded far
away, he sounded weak.
"No man. We gotta get you looked at." Adam touched Justin's cheek. "I  didn'
t mean to fuck like that, I lost control."
Justin sighed, "I lost control too. I'm okay. But yeah, help me up. I  need
to sit on the toilet."
Adam almost picked the smaller teen off the bunk. "I like you, you know I
didn't mean to hurt you."
As Adam lifted Justin up, sticky strands of cum ran from Justin's soft  drawn
up dick to the bed sheet. Justin seemed to be gasping for air, for his  very
breath. "You didn't hurt me, you made me cum." Justin said in  wonderment.
Now it was Adam that voiced "Huh?"
Chapter 5 --  Sticky Messes
Adam stared at the tell tale stain, he knew what it was, he had spent  enough
of his own juice on sheets to know what the thick creamy mass of fluid  was!
But? Adam had heard that sometimes punks cum from getting ass fucked, but
those were free world punks, queens that spent most of their days getting
screwed!
Justin sat on the cell's toilet. His asshole felt sore, it felt swollen,  but
he knew he was okay. Just to be on the safe side, he took some of the rough
cheap prison toilet paper and gently wiped the swollen ring of his sphincter.
He  looked at the paper, there was no sign of blood but there were two
substances,  one he guessed was lotion, the other he knew to be cum. Justin had a new
 immediate concern, he wondered how he could get Adam's cum out of his ass?
He  pushed out, trying to shit it out of his body but only a few drops
evacuated.  Plus his asshole felt raw, it hurt to push like that! This would take
forever!
Adam had continued staring at the sticky mess on the sheet with almost a
sense of awe. Suddenly he stuck his thin but well built chest out a bit! He was
filled with some prison form of male pride! Adam had been a great lover to
many  women on the outside. He was considered attractive by quite a few young
women,  and the fact that he had money had never hurt Adam's ability in the free
world.  But in honesty, not only did Adam have a big dick, he was blessed with
the  ability to use it. Adam had prided himself on making his women achieve
climax,  And that same pride was filling him again!
He looked at the cum stain proudly and began to pull the soiled sheet  from
the bunk. He grinned at Justin, "Damn I'm fucking  good!"
Justin felt embarrassment, a bad burning feeling that seemed to start in  his
stomach and spread everywhere. How had he got off? What had caused him to
cum? It had hurt so bad then it didn't hurt. Had he rubbed himself off? Had he
rubbed his dick against the sheet and got off? Maybe, maybe that was it! He
managed to get a few more drops of cum out of his ass.
Then Justin felt something he had never felt before. It was a feeling  many
men have felt over time, it was a feeling that a man has when he was fucked
and liked it! It was the feeling of an empty ass that had so recently been
filled! It was the emotion that overpowered everything else in Justin's  mind!
"I liked it!" Justin spoke out loud. "I was just doing it to survive in
here. But I liked it. It really hurt. I wanted to make you get it out of me."
Justin had dropped into a sound of confusion.
Adam forgot all about the stained sheet. "I didn't wanna hurt you. I  tried
to be careful. You should have told me or something. You gonna be  okay?"
"Yeah," Justin answered. "No! Something's changed. Cause I liked it.
Something's changed."
Adam was putting a real sheet on Justin's bunk, a sheet from the streets.  "
I liked it too. No, I fucking loved it! I can't tell you the shit I'm fucking
 feeling! I don't wanna make it worse for you. I don't wanna make you feel
down  and shit. Maybe it's because I've been locked up all these months, maybe
its  because I've been feeling down. But what we just did seemed the best I
ever had!  Shit! If you were a chick and we were on the outside, I'd be buying
you a  fucking ring! I fucking loved it!"
Justin was still trying to figure out how to get the cum to leave his  ass! "
So we both ended up liking it, huh?"
Adam didn't know what to say. He had just made Justin's bunk. Adam had
never made his ex-cellies bunk, he didn't like making his own. But yet he felt
some confidence, and some affection that made him answer honestly. "I ain't
ever  gonna force you. I'm gonna leave it up to you. But of you wanna be with me,
I  will do everything I can to keep you safe and shit. I will take care of
you. I  gotta level with you, all these dudes around here will know we are
hooked up if  you choose that. But if you're with me and listen to me, ain't none
of them  stupid enough to try anything. I want to do this again. If we hook
up, I expect  to do it again."
Justin looked at Adam. He looked at the first man he had ever had sex  with.
He had willingly sucked Adam's dick, that wasn't so bad. He had let Adam
kiss him, that was surprising, He had spread his legs and let Adam fucked.
Justin grimaced, "You kinda know I liked getting fucked, but how do I get your  cum
out of my ass?"
"Oh fuck! Is that why you sitting on the toilet! Fuck! I think they  douche
it out! You know the way a woman does? God! I didn't think about how you  would
get the cum out!" Adam was now the most confused  one.
But for some reason as the two new cellmates looked at one another they  both
began to laugh! Shortly after, Adam left the cell and returned with a
bottle. It was a plastic bottle that had once contained 16 ounces of a cheap  prison
commissary shampoo. The mouth had been filed down smooth. It had been
modified and its new purpose was to contain warm water to douche an asshole  with.
Adam had given a pack of cigarettes for the bottle and the verbal  instructions
on it use. As he handed it to Justin and watched the younger teen  use it, he
began to fill that rise, that feeling that his dick needed  attention.
Justin actually liked the feel of pushing the small mouth of the shampoo
bottle into his still puffy as lips. He squeezed the water inside his ass. It
felt good to him. Adam took the now empty bottle from Justin and refilled it.
Somehow, as Justin learned how to douche his newly turned out ass, he  also
began hardening! As he filled his now empty ass with water, his dick  stiffened
and got as hard as it could get! He flushed out his ass several times!
And Adam was there watching! He had liked Justin from the get go, but the
feelings were growing. And Adam's big dick was also growing! Another kiss
began!
But Adam hadn't purchased the make shift douche bottle from anyone, he  had
purchased it from a prison queen. He had asked more questions.
The kissed deepened into the need for more sex between the two young
cellmates. Both of them were hard, both of them were needing to cum! Justin  broke
away and moved to his bunk. He lay down in his belly and spread his legs  wide!
His muscular ass was an open invitation! His short well built legs meant  for
a place for Adam to climb into!
Adam moved over Justin and licked at the younger boy's neck. He flipped
Justin over, they were now face to face! He began with a kiss to Justin's mouth,
then moved to Justin's neck!
Justin moaned as he neck was nibbled and kissed! His legs were somehow on
Adam's broad shoulders! The big thick cock was at his ass again!
"Do it Do it Do it!" Justin demanded but the two words do it came out as
one, `doit!'
But Adam had instructions! And he used what he had been told! He shoved
about 3 inches of his cock inside of Justin's hole! Then he bent his mouth down
to Justin's left nipple and clamp down! He bit into the younger man's nipple
as  sucked at it! He thrusted the remaining 6 plus inches of his dick  deep!
The two teenagers began a real fuck! Neither one of them wanted to be  gay,
and neither one of them could end the pleasure! Adam pounded hard, and  Justin
moved back and forth!
Two men, two young men that met quite by accident were both having the  best
sex of their lives! Adam kissed, he bit and sucked Justin's nipples! Adam
made love to the shaved head teenager! Adam made the love that he  felt!
Justin responded! He wanted to keep the big cock deep inside him! He  kissed
back, sucking at the fat tongue! The strong white teeth that bit at his
nipples off and on almost made him feel like he was going to die from  pleasure!
It was a true fuck fest, one that was almost perfect! There was a
difference! Once again, Justin came first, one again he was the first one to  give into
the fuck! He shot all over Adam's tight belly, and even on Adam's  chest!
As Adam saw his new lover cum Adam stopped holding back, he allowed his  cum
to flow and pump! Adam came with no guilt, no guilt of the straight man
enjoying gay sex. But Adam came with a need.
As his dick softened, he kissed Justin with small pecks of a happy man.  Adam
whispered, "You're mine, you're mine!"
Justin voice was weak but had a meaning in its tone! "No, you're mine!  You
belong to me!"
They kissed in a form of sexual contentment, but in a form of two men  that
had chosen each other!
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