Date: Sat, 04 Oct 2008 18:03:21 -0400
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the hole-77

	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/77
DARKEST DESIRE

Pt-1

	22 year old off duty Philadelphia Police Officer Jake Valentine
left his Jeep parked outside on the curb as he followed a transsexual
hooker named Luscious into one of the rundown looking buildings on Snyder's
Drive, --a street known for gay prostitution and drugs.

	The building was the same one a tranny named Peaches used to live
in (Precinct-23 series). He followed the girls up the steps to the third
floor and knocked on a door. She turned and looked Jake up and down,
admiring his wholesome white boy good boy looks as she smiled her best come
heather grin and said..., "I sure hope you ain't no cop..., cause these
guys will kill you on the spot!"
	The door flew open before Jake could respond.

"What the fuck is it, Luscious?" asked the angry looking black man standing
in the doorway.

"K-lo..., this guy wants to buy some Sexy!" said Luscious, licking her lips
as the black man who in turn stared Jake up and down hard.

"Is that so, white boy...?" asked the man, giving him the once over. "You a
cop?"

"No..." said Jake wearing a baseball cap, not sure of he should lie.

"Get up against the wall!" yelled K-lo, pushing Jake flat into position as
he quickly patted him down from head to toe like a cop would. He checked
his jacket pockets, his inseams, his sleeves, his pants pockets (front and
back), his legs, his crotch, and his ass mound.

"Care to frisk me next...?" asked Luscious, holding her manicured hands up
as she pretended to spread eagle against the wall.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you hoe?" asked the drug dealer, pulling Jake
inside. "Take your ass back downstairs before Tempest comes through here
and see you ain't making him no money!" he ordered before slamming the door
in her face.
	Jake looked around the small crummy apartment to find 3 other black
guys all sitting around doing nothing. Two were playing video games while
the third counted out cash on a kitchen table. Jake saw drugs and guns
lying out in plain view, prepared to to into action mode at the drop of a
dime. "How much you looking to buy, white boy?" asked K-lo, walking ahead
of Jake.

"uh..., I don't uh..., I don't actually have any real money on me..." said
Jake, catching ugly looks by all the men in the room. "...but I was hoping
I could uh..., work out some kinda deal for a hit..."

"Some kinda deal for a hit...?" asked the dealer, laughing aloud. "White
boy thinks he on a TV game show, or something!" he said to his crew. "We
drug dealers, homs..., we SELL drugs! We don't work out deals for our shit!
Come back when you got some cold hard cash!" rejected K-lo.

"Waitaminute..." said one of the video game players (Smooch). "...I know
that mother fucker...!" he said, getting up from his seat as he walked over
towards Jake.

"Who is he..." asked K-lo, pulling a gun from his waistband. "...he a
fuckin cop, ain't he...???!"

"Yeah..." said the gamer. "...but not the kind you think..., --Tempest has
him under control!" said Smooch, recalling vividly. "We fucked him down in
Tempest's Basement, remember?"

"Oh shit...!!" said K-lo, relaxing his hold on the gun. "You right! This
that cop Tempest had us run a gang bang on!" he recalled, flipping off
Jake's cap. "What the fuck you doing here, cop? You hooked on Sextasy
now...? Or you hooked on all that big black dick your ass was getting?!" he
laughed, joined by his friends.

"Both." admitted Jake, shamefully as he lowered his head. "I haven't had a
fix since I left Tempest's place..., and I'm jonzing for a hit..., --of
both Sextasy and black cock!"

"Damn..., that's fucked up..." said K-lo, before bursting into laughs at
Jake's expense. "So you drove down here into the ghetto to get yourself
some drugs and some black dick?" they laughed, too amused for
words. "Tempest done strung that ass out...?! Now you ain't nothing but a
white trash cumdump cop?!"

"What you willing to do for a hit...?" asked Smooch, rubbing his crotch. He
remembered how good Jake's ass and mouth was as he anticipated getting
more.
	Jake licked his lips...

"Whatever you want..." he said, willingly.

"Yo..., call up the homboiz..., looks like we got some cop ass to bang
tonight...!" declared K-lo.

Pt-2

	Jake looked nervous as a few of the drug dealers pulled out their
cell phones and began calling up friends. Jake had hoped to suck and fuck
one or two dealers for a quick fix, keeping his addiction under wraps and
out of scandal, but it seemed these guys were about to turn his quick fix
into a circus.

"Take off your fuckin clothes, white cop..., we not used to seeing you
dressed!" ordered K-lo, wanting to see Jake naked.
	Jake slowly started to take off his clothes as the drug dealers
crotches bulged. Jake didn't recognize a single one of them, realizing he
must had been totally out of it while they took turns fucking him in
Tempest's Basement.

	He stripped down naked, his white body sticking out like a sore
thumb in the midst of the 4 black men. "Get down here and suck this dick!"
ordered K-lo, stroking his manhood as Jake got down on his knees before him
and submissively opened his mouth.
	Jake took the dick inside, feeling it fill his mouth instantly. The
flaccid rubbery penis slowly started to inflate, getting fatter and longer
as Jake sucked it to full stiffness. "Shit man..., ain't nothing like
having your own white cop dick sucker doing door to door blow jobs!"
laughed K, watching Jake struggle to swallow his dick.

"This white boy's used to black dick..." said Smooch, only 17 years old. He
pulled down his pants to reveal his own 7 inch hardon, eager to get it back
up inside Jake's body. "...Tempest had him fucked around the clock...,
keeping him high and honed up on Sexy! It's a wonder he's not foaming at
the mouth for drugs...!"

"Gimme a couple of minutes with him..., he'll have foam in his mouth soon
enough!" laughed K'lo, fucking Jake's face.
	None of the dealers cared about Jake's background as a star
football player in high school, they didn't give a rat's ass that he'd
received accommodations from the city for helping expose corrupt cops in
his Precinct, and they certainly didn't give a fuck that Jake's clean
reputation as an honest cop was about to go down the drain if his addiction
ever became public knowledge. All these black drug dealers cared about was
stuffing the white Officer's mouth and ass with dick, and filling his holes
with loads of hot cum so they could brag about it back to their friends and
homboiz in the hood.

	Jake bobbed his head back and forth on K-lo's dick, taking more and
more of it into his talented throat. An accomplished cock sucker now
(thanks to his boyfriend Maleece and Tempest Williams), he was able to get
most of K-lo's dick down his throat as he mashed his nose into the dealer's
pubic bush. He was on his knees when he felt Smooth anointing some kind of
lubricant between his smooth ass cheeks.
	Smooth pressed his young fingers up into Jake's ass easily, testing
the elasticity of the hole before dropping down to his knees behind Jake
and presenting his hardon up to the cop's backdoor.

	Jake felt the teenager's dick slid into him just as K-lo grabbed
his head and started to serious hump his face. Jake felt the black dick
sliding down his throat with every intake, the head and several inches of
shaft sliding straight down his gullet.
	From behind Jake could feel young Smooth's dick in his ass. The
youngster held him firmly about the waist as he ground himself inside
before fucking in and out. Jake's asshole was quite used to dick by now, so
Smooch had no difficulty fucking back and forth as he sheathed his manhood
in Jake's lush backside.

	Jake's own cock was hard from the moment he entered the
apartment. He drove around town for hours, blowing off the courtroom
hearings earlier in the day to focus on him own needs. He tired to fight
the addictions cruising through his veins, but in the end he was too weak
to fight it. He wondered how on Earth would he be able to go back to life
as normal with Maleece if he's addicted to sex and Sextasy? Would Maleece
still want him after he discovered he'd been gang raped by tens of men from
Tempest's army of delinquents?
	Jake knew there would be no going backwards as he felt K-lo grip on
his head tighter as he humped forth and spewed a river of cum straight down
into his throat. Jake could feel the sperm shooting from the pulsing dick,
coating his throat and stomach in warm sludge as the older dealer pulled
free.

	Smooch continued fucking as another drug dealer stepped up, pushing
his own hard dick between Jake's willing lips. Jake accepted the dick as
Smooth picked up the pace in his ass. He'd just watched Jake swallow K-lo's
load, and was now watching him work on Keith's dick. Keith allowed the
Officer to suck him, but it was the cop's ass that he really wanted. He
waited until Smooch came, pounding the Officer up the ass until he panted
the inner walls of Jake's rectum with his teenage sperm.
	Keith pulled from Jake's mouth and led him over to the sofa he and
Smooch had been playing video games on. He pushed Jake down on his back
over the arm, and shoved his dick right up into the cop's ass. Jake gasped
as the thug's dick penetrated him deeper than Smooch. Keith held onto
Jake's open legs as he fucked in and out, slicing his meat through the cum
slick rectum. Jake watched the forth man (a heavyset brutha) walk in from
the kitchen, fresh from counting tonight's take as he pulled his dick from
his pants and popped it into Jake's waiting mouth.

"You want some free drugs..., you're gonna have to work for it!" he said,
watching Jake's thin pink lips envelope him.

	Jake lay back on the arm of the couch as the two men used him. He
found himself quickly falling back into habit as his brain went into sexual
overdrive (without the drugs). He heard a knock at the front door as K-lo
allowed more men inside. They all laughed when they saw the white boy cop
getting fucked like a bitch. Jake was vaguely aware that Keith had cum in
him when he felt another dick invading his body. The drug dealer from the
kitchen pulled out of his mouth and shot his nut all over Jake's pretty
white face just as Jake looked up to see Luscious fucking him. "Told you I
could do both, Honey...!" she said as she boned him with her 9 inches, her
sizable breasts falling spilling out of her loose fitting top as they
popped into the open and dangled over for all to see.
	Jake reached up and squeezed them in his hands, reminded of Peaches
just as warm cum shot out across his face.

	All night Jake was fucked. The drug dealers were nice enough to
give him Sextasy while he was getting gang banged. Jake felt himself
floating on a cloud again as black cock after big black cock entered his
ass, cumming inside and on him, making his body reek of the pungent smell
of sperm.

Pt-3

	By 6am Jake found himself awakened on the floor, sprawled between
naked men and she-girls whom lay all around him, all apparently having had
a piece of his marvelous ass. Jake struggled to his feet as he searched the
room for his clothes. Only K-lo was awake to see Jake fumbling about. He
walked up to the Officer as he tumbled with getting his foot in his pant
leg. "Here you go, cop..." said K-lo, stuffing a bag of Sexy in Jake's
jacket pocket. "...you deserve this after the party we had with you last
night!" smiled K-lo. "If ever you find yourself wanting to leave the
police..., you could always come back here and work for us as one of
Tempest's street bitches! Tempest would love having an ex-cop work the
strip! Just think of all the black dick and Sexy you could get on a daily
basis! Don't that sound good to you?" asked K-lo, tempting Jake's weakness.
	Jake said nothing in response as he staggered out the door. The
morning sun was just starting to peak up over the building tops as he found
his Jeep (surprisingly) still parked along the curb. He got in behind the
wheel as he tried to clear his head enough to drive. His body was sticky
with cum, causing his clothes to stick to him like glue. He started the
ignition as he slowly (cautiously) pulled off of the curb and drove home.

Pt-4

       THE PHILADEPHIA COURTHOUSE

Reporter: "Testimony is expected to wrap up today in the case of
Philadelphia verses Dennis Ellis, the former Warden indicted for selling
inmates he was entrusted to look after for profit on the black slave
market! Marvin Rollins gave damaging testimony that he saw Ellis selling
slaves first hand while a member of the prison gang the Mandingos! Rollins
story was collaborated by former prison Guards Reggie Reinhold and Carl
Peachtree, both indicted for the murders of 4 Philadelphia Police Officers
assigned to protect Rollins while waiting to testify Ellis' in trial!
Reinhold and Peachtree are also shown on sex tapes retrieved from Ellis'
personal laptop recovered from his Chamber of Horrors, where he and some of
his prison Guards apparently raped and molested prisoners sexually!  "Today
two undercover Police Officers [whose identities are being withheld hidden
from public records] whom were assigned to spy on Ellis' questionable
actions behind bars, are scheduled to testify that they were allegedly
captured by Ellis and his men and shipped off to one of these Slave Camps!
Testimony is expected to be graphic when these 2 Officers take the stand
behind closed doors to the media and spectators! We'll tell you more as the
trial unfolds! I'm Chad Bradley for Action News!"

Pt-5

	The media was frenzied trying to get photos of the Officers slated
to testify in Ellis' trial. Police Commissioner Bradley, the Mayor, and
Captain McConnell all plead "no comment" upon entering the Courthouse.
	McConnell was finally allowed to see his two fallen Officers as he
was escorted into one of the small waiting room by the city Prosecutor.

"Malik...! Maleece...!" yelled McConnell, rushing in to greet them. Lawyers
for the Prosecution sat back joyously, watching the reunion as the 3 men
hugged, patted each other's backs and shook hands. Tears flew as emotions
ran high. Malik hugged McConnell longer than Maleece, his body nearly
trembling as he held onto the older Captain for strength.

"Can we have a moment...?" McConnell asked the Prosecution team.

"Sure..." said DA Putman, signaling for his team of lawyers to pile out
into the crowded hall. "...but we still need to debrief these men on their
testimonies..., we don't want any surprises on the stand!"
	McConnell waited until the DA left the room before he started to
question his Officers...

"What the hell happened...??! Are you two alright? I mean REALLY
alright...?" asked McConnell, concerned.

"Well..., we good as could be expected..." said Malik, speaking for both
men. "There were dozens of slaves out there, David...! The FBI is still
trying to round them all up and figure out who's who and where they came
from! And the captors were families...! Men, wives, fathers, husbands,
mothers..., the men sexually tortured inmates and passerbys who just
happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time while their families
went on with life as usual! They took them, stole them, kidnapped them,
raped them, and sold them for money! I never felt so cheap and used before
in my life!" explained Malik, emotionally.
	McConnell touched his arm, wanting to show more emotion but wanting
to keep his true feeling under wrap.  "I've spoken to the Commissioner
about reinstating you as a Detective..." said McConnell, capturing Malik's
undivided attention. "...he's willing to go on record saying that you were
working as a Corrections Officer undercover if you're willing to come back
to the Police Force...!?"

"Hell yeah...!!" excited Malik, "...chances are I no longer have a job at
Piedmont anyway...!"

And what about you, Maleece...? How are you holding up after your ordeal?"
he asked.

"Where's Jake...?" asked Officer Cortez, needing to see his lover's face.

"I gave Jake a few days off for the trial..., he should probably be here
shortly...!" said McConnell, unsure. "I can't imagine what you two must've
been through...!" he added, feeling Malik's shame and Maleece's pain. "But
rest assured that we're doing everything within our power to make sure
Ellis gets what's coming to him! He's not going to worm his way out of this
one!"

Pt-6

	After closing remarks (the Prosecution painting Ellis as this
viscous tyrant with no human regard for anyone but himself while the
Defense painted him as a loving father a dotting husband a good cop and a
great partner & former friend to Police Captain David McConnell) the Jury
was sent into deliberations by the Judge who reminded them that they were
to put personal feelings aside and only vote on "the evidence at hand!"
	The twelve Jurors walked out of the Courtroom and into
deliberations with the city waiting with bated breathes.

	Malik and Maleece was allowed to go home after their
testimonies. Malik waited around until after closing remarks while Maleece
bee-lined his way home to find Jake as soon as he was off the stand. He was
escorted to his house by police whom welcomed him back. He got the spare
key out of his hiding place after noticing Jake's Jeep parked out
front. There was no answer when he called home, nor when he called out
Jake's name upon entering.

	Maleece scanned the house, noticing items which would indicate Jake
was home (car keys, house keys, scattered clothing, favorite leather
jacket, etc). Quietly he crept up the steps, his heart racing as he neared
the front bedroom door. He could see a towel left on the floor from where
Jake must have showered earlier. Maleece stepped over the mess as he walked
into the bedroom to find his lover lying safely, sleeping soundly in bed.
	Maleece thanked his lucky stars as he fell to his knees beside the
bed and started to weep. Jake (foggy with sleep) heard the gentle crying
and woke up to find Maleece kneeling beside him. Jake rolled over and
hugged Maleece's head, pulling him up onto the bed as they cradled each
other in tears and comfort. Eventually they fell asleep that way, holding
each other warmly as they allowed exhaustion to consume them.

Pt-7

	McConnell escorted Malik to his West Philly apartment, talking to
him privately in the car as he listened to all the horrible things that
happened to him and Officer Cortez during captivity. Malik told the Judge
and Jury how he was caged, shackled, raped, and tortured at the hands of
various men. But what Malik didn't tell the Courts was that during his
abduction, the one bright spot that kept him going was the hope of seeing
the good Captain again. McConnell blushed as Malik poured his heart out,
confessing his deepest feelings as a result of the stress he suffered in
captivity.

"It's funny..." he said, sitting in the passenger side of McConnell's
car. "...I didn't really see what I had when I had it! I took you for
granted..., took our relationship for granted! I didn't appreciate what you
did for me..., --helping me deal with the rape Marvin Rollins first
inflected on me!" he said (referring to scenes from Precinct-23). "The more
you tried to help me, the harder I pushed you away! I finally realized now
after all the counseling sessions I've had with the psychiatrist, that I
gravitated towards Marvin, --my attacker, because his aggression allowed me
to continue to see himself as a straight man who was being forced into
sexual intercourse with a dominate male top. I wasn't mentally mature
enough to handle making love to another man like I did with you...,
Marvin's aggression allowed me to keep my heterosexuality after the act!

"Malik..." interrupted McConnell, bashfully. "...all of this is water under
the bridge...!"

"No, David..., I HAVE to say this..., its for a reason...!" explained
Malik, wanting to get things off his chest. "See..., back then I was unable
to face my true feelings! I hid behind my rape, using it as a crutch to
keep from coming to terms with what I really felt! But since the
abduction..., not knowing if I'd ever see you again..., I finally realized
what means the most to me! I don't want to leave here without telling you
how I really feel..., --that you mean more to me than nearly anyone I've
ever known!"

"Malik..."

"Please David, let me finish...!" insisted Malik. "I know you still have
feelings for me! I can't count how many times you've told me you loved me!
And I could feel it every time you've said it! But I'm not scared to face
it anymore! I'm not afraid to let myself admit what I've been feeling ever
since the first time we make love...!"
	Malik paused as he and McConnell both took deep breaths. "...I love
you, David! I really, truly, honestly love you! And I'll do whatever I have
to do to get back together with you! I know I fucked up! It was ME all the
way! I cheated, I lied..., I pushed you away when all you tried to do was
help! And I'm sorry! I'm sorry for everything I said, everything I did, for
every time I make your life hell or made you worry about me
unnecessarily...!"

"You don't owe me any apology..."

"I do!" interrupted Malik. "I owe you so much MORE than that!" he said
sincerely. "I know I've put you through a whole hellovalot..., but I was
wondering..., if you still wanted me..., you know, as a lover for a second
time around..., I promised to work harder to make it work!" pleaded Malik,
whole heartedly.

"Malik..." grinned McConnell, nervously. ...I don't doubt anything that you
say..." he said, hesitantly.

"But...?" said Malik, sensing resistance.

"But you DO remember I'm WITH someone...!?"

"Andrew...!" recalled Malik with an ironic chuckle.

"What's so funny about Andrew...?" inquired McConnell, curiously.

"Nothing..." signed Malik, looking away. "...it's just that I was the one
that got you two together..., and now here he's the one keeping up apart!"

"Malik..., Andrew's not keeping us apart...!" said McConnell.

"Can you honestly look at me and say that you love Andrew more than
me...??" asked Malik, regretting his question as soon as he said it.

"It's not a question of who I love more..." said McConnell. "...Andrew has
done nothing wrong to make me turn my back on him...!"

"And I have...!" said Malik, reaching for the door handle.

"Malik...!" called McConnell, grabbing his arm to keep him put. "...there's
no reason why we can't stay friends the way we are...!"

"Unless I need more...!" resisted Malik.

"That's not fair! I gave YOU all the space you needed when you walked out!
The least you could do is give me the same time I've given you to work out
my affairs...!" argued McConnell.

"And THEN...?" asked Malik, holding his breath for an answer.
	McConnell opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. "I'll see
you in Court tomorrow...!" said Malik, getting out of the car, McConnell
watched Malik walk up the steps to his apartment building before starting
his engine and driving home to his boyfriend.

	Malik went into his building. So much mail had accumulated in his
mailbox that the Postal Worker had a hard time closing the mailbox
door. Malik walked up to his apartment as he scanned over past-due bills
and eviction notices. He'd have to call the Landlord and explain his
situation in the morning. When he got up to his floor, he reached into his
pocket for his key when he realized all of his personal items were still
missing. He was just about to knock on the neighbors door to get the
Landlord on the phone when he suddenly realized he heard the television on
in his apt. Malik knocked on the door curiously. "Who is it...?" asked a
male's voice.

"It's Officer Malik..., --I live here!!" yelled Malik through the door.
	He heard the latches being unlocked before Manny Michaels (last
seen in chap-19, pt-3..?) swung the door open to greet him.

"Where the FUCK've you been, man...??!" he asked, wrapping his arms around
Malik as he openly hugged him in the hallway. "I've been trying to get a
hold of you for weeks! I had to tell your Landlord that I was your brother
for him to let me into your apartment!"

"uh..., thanks..." said Malik, making a mental note to inform his Landlord
that he is an only child.

"So where the hell you been...??!" asked Manny, closing the door behind
Malik as he wandered into his own apartment.

"Undercover..." answered Malik, leaving out much of the details.

"And you couldn't let your Landlord know you were going to be away?" asked
Manny, suspiciously. "I HAD to pay you last month's rent just to keep him
from putting a pad lock on your door!"

"Thanks Manny..." said Malik, realizing he was now 2 months behind in
rent. "I'll write you out a check...!"

"I ain't worried about the money...!" said Manny, grabbing Malik by the
arm. "...we can work out a payment arrangement anytime..." he said, pulling
the shorter man into his arms.

"Manny..., I'm not in the mood right now..." resisted Malik, pulling away.

"Since when has that stopped you?" asked Manny, unsympathetic. "I've been
worried about you..., the least you could do is show me some affection
back!" he said, before burying his face in Malik's neck and grabbing two
huge hefty handfuls of his ass cheeks.
	Malik didn't resist this time as he thought about all the things on
his mind. Having meaningless sex with Officer Michaels just might be what
he needed right now as he gave in and allowed the older man to seduce him.

	Manny met Malik back when Malik was still a Police Officer. Malik
had gone to the Roundhouse (Police HQ) to see a prisoner (Marvin
Rollins). Manny was a Guard at the Roundhouse, and was the one who escorted
Marvin to see Malik in one of the private interrogation rooms. After a few
curious meetings, Manny decided to keep an eye on Malik, sensing his visits
with Marvin were more than professional. His hunch proved right when during
one "visit" he peeked in to see Malik riding the prison's dick like a cheap
whore (back in Precinct-23's chaps-23 & 25). Ever since then Manny's been
fucking Malik, first through blackmail, then through barter, then out of
sheer necessity. What started off for Manny as a quick fix for a lack of
female pussy, quickly turned into an obsession as he had never met a woman
as hungry for dick as Officer Malik Jones!

	Malik could feel the length of Manny's manhood snaking down his
thigh as they pressed together. Manny ground into him, his long stiff dick
pulsating down his leg with anticipation of the tight ass to follow.
	Malik broke the hug as he pushed Manny away. At first Manny thought
Malik was rejecting him again, until he saw the familiar smoldering look in
Malik's lust filled eyes as Malik turned away and walked towards his
bedroom, taking off pieces of clothing as he went. Manny quickly followed,
following suit as he started to peel off clothing on his way into the
bedroom.

	He watched Malik walk ahead of him, his perfectly shaped ass cheeks
twitching as he walked. In the bedroom Malik sat down on the edge of the
bed as Manny walked up to meet him, his stiff 11 inch dick swaying before
him like a huge pendulum.
       Malik bent forward and took the dick in his mouth, surrounding the
meaty shaft with his wet orifice. Manny Michaels sighed as his dick was
enveloped, the tunnel which was Malik's mouth was like being in a
whirlwind.

       Maliked sucked back and forth, allowing the dick to fill his oral
cavity completely. During his days up at the Slave Camp he learned a lot
about opening up and accepting, he opened the back of his throat and snaked
his lips down the rock solid shaft of Manny's meat until he nose was buried
in Manny's bush. Manny groaned erotically as his entire dick was sheathed
in Malik's convulsing throat. Manny couldn't help grabbing Malik's head and
fucking his face, ramming every inch of his dick down the tube like runway.
	Normally Malik would have gagged on Manny's 11 inches, but his new
talent allowed him to let the Roundhouse Officer to fuck his throat at his
own accord. Malik found a way to breath while getting throat fucked without
having to disturb the dick down his windpipe. Manny was able to lock his
hands around Malik's head and ride, hammering his entire shaft in and out
without once removing the head from the throat.

"Aww shit...!" moaned Manny, feeling his nuts knot. "...I'm gonna cum,
man...!!"
	Malik was surprised to feel Manny's dick swell and pulse in his
throat so soon. He could feel the warm injections of cum shooting down into
his belly as the Officer moaned and groaned overhead. Malik merely accepted
the cum rush, letting it flow naturally. Manny withdrew his long rod only
after he was certain he was done feeding.

"Shit man..., where the fuck were you working undercover to learn that
trick...??!" he asked, astonished. Malik simply grinned sheepishly as he
lay back in bed and raised his legs invitingly.
	Manny needed no more invitation than that as he quickly fell to his
knees and pressed his face up between Malik's ass cheeks. Malik sighed,
having missed the simple pleasures in life while abducted. He spread his
legs, loving the feeling of Manny's long tongue sliding across and
eventually in and out of his manhole.
	Manny used his tongue to drill straight through Malik's relaxing
anal ring, feeling the muscles give way as he sucked hard and long on the
hot hole.

"Fuck me, Manny..." whispered Malik, needing it badly as he pulled Manny up
by the head and shoulders. "...come on man..., give me that dick...!"
	Manny wasted no time getting between Malik's legs and aiming his
dick up to the hole. Malik sighed aloud as the dick sank into him, inch by
11 inch.
	Manny groaned as Malik's manhole swallowed him up whole. He sank in
easily up to the balls, grounding his manhood around inside his former
roommate's roost.

	Malik widened his legs as he gave Manny a better target to
fuck. Manny watched Malik's facial expressions turn from lustful to dreamy
as his bottom was filled to capacity. Manny started to slowly pump in and
out, enjoying the warm moist feeling Malik's body offered. "Damn I missed
plugging this hole...!" he sighed, humping his hips back and forth.
	Malik grunted rhythmically as Manny pumped through him, taking long
strokes as he used his entire dick length to slice through a suctioning
rectum. Even Malik was surprised at how quickly his anus healed after the
frequent attacks it sustained at the Prison Camp. But after nearly two
years of intense fucking with the inmate Marvin Rollins (plus periodic
fucks here and there with other men) Malik found his asshole hungrier than
ever as it gobbled up Manny Michaels' dick like a junior snack.

	Manny couldn't get over how good Malik's asshole felt. It had
always been good, but now it felt like sinking his dick in chiffon
velvet. He was glad he had already cum down Malik's throat, or else he'd be
losing his load right here right now. He hooked Malik's legs under his
biceps and began pumping in and out harder and faster. Malik worked the
dick shaft with his anal ring, milking it like a mouth as the muscles
sucked the shaft with slick but strong force. Manny couldn't help but fuck
deeper, wanting to crawl all the way up inside Malik's asshole. He began to
pick up the pace, knowing Malik liked it rough. He slammed his pelvis down
into the younger Officer's ass, spearing him with 11 inches of pure black
meat.

"Slow down..." warned Malik, looking up into Manny's face. "...no need to
kill it!"

"Thought you liked it rough...?" said Manny, churning his dick around in
the hole.

"I've had enough rough..." said Malik, thinking of McConnell.

"Suit yourself...!" said Manny, slowing down his stroke, taking his time to
enjoy the contours of Malik's insides. His dick felt like it was being
dipped in warm pudding, the silky smooth interior massaging and caressing
his dick length from tip to base like a soft leather glove.
	He pulled Malik over on top of him, keeping their bodies connected
dick to ass. Malik maneuvered himself on top, settling his ass dead center
as he adjust his balance on his feet. He ground his ass down on Manny's
dick, churning that 11 incher around in his gut. Slowly he started to
bounce his ass up and down, feeding his own asshole as he gained control of
the fuck.

"Gimme that pussy...!" said Manny, watching Malik get started. He watched
Malik happily impel himself over and over. Malik threw back his head in
ecstasy as he rode Manny, his butt cheeks banging into Manny's crotch with
every downward thrust.
	Malik's dick lay hard over Manny's stomach. No matter how many
times Manny fucked Malik up the ass, he still couldn't believe a man would
let another man fuck him, particularly someone like Malik, whom didn't show
any outward signs of gayness or homosexuality. Whatever drove Malik to give
up his booty for a hot fuck, Manny hoped it would continue for a long long
time as he lay there and watched his dick get swallowed up by Malik's
hungry ass.

	Malik groaned erotically as he fucked himself on Manny's dick. It
was like he had this need inside him, so growing itch that only a hard dick
could scratch. He balanced himself by holding onto Manny's ribcage, fucking
himself harder as he bounced faster. Manny could see Malik growing more
anxious as he moved on top of him. His slick anus slid up and down the full
length of Manny's dick, his beautiful brown buttock slapping into Manny's
balls as he took the full length again and again.  "Yeah man..., fuck
yourself on that dick..." sighed Manny, loving the sight before him. He
knew Malik never liked being what he was..., that he preferred to be a
straight man chasing pussy like he was before Marvin's rape. But there was
something inside him that needed a dick, a good strong pounding to keep him
centered. Manny was always more than happy to give Malik what his body
craved. He would still have Malik as a roommate had Malik not insisted on
moving out. He was perfectly fine with the arrangements they made with
Malik giving up his ass for rent. But Malik wanted his independence back,
so he moved hoping that would gain him some of what he was lacking inside.
	Manny didn't care much for Malik's state or mind, he wasn't one to
analyze someone's reasons as much as their actions. He couldn't have cared
less why Malik was giving up ass, so long as HE was the one getting his
fair share.

	Manny watched with amusement as Malik reacted to getting fucked,
his breathing quickening as his dick started to pre-cum with excitement. He
seemed to lose all sense of self as he rode the dick harder. Manny gripped
onto his waist, thrusting up into Malik's ass. Malik grunted aloud as the
dick speared him too deeply. He reached down and stroked his own manhood,
instantly shooting thick white creamy streaks of cum across Manny's
stomach.  "Yeahhh..., got your load...!" smiled Manny, rolling Malik back
onto his back as he resumed control. He pushed Malik's legs up to his chest
as he started to pump hard into the ass beneath him. Malik surrendered
easily as Manny took over. He fucked hard into Malik's ass, driving all of
his manhood inside mindlessly.

	Malik accepted the hot hard fucking. He lay back and willingly
allowed his ass to be used. Manny didn't stop drilling his asshole until he
felt his own dick starting to swell. "Aww shit...!" he screamed, losing his
second load inside the Officer. Malik milked his dick, squeezing his anal
ring around the plunging rod as Manny fell on top of him, breathing heavily
as he rested to regain his strength.
	Malik hesitantly wrapped his arms around Manny's back, caressing
him gently as his dick slowly deflated inside him. His body was there but
his mind was elsewhere, focused on Captain McConnell and his lover Andrew
Roberts..., --wondering what it would take to break them up?

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For all those concerned, I intend to end the series somewhere on or around
chap-80.  NPhillydogg@aol.com