I Get What I Want!

I've been in here for a long time and in this place you have to show
people who is boss, otherwise they will try to fuck with you. I don't
let anybody fuck with me. *I* do the fucking.

In here, I get a lot of respect. Even the bulls don't fuck with me
'cause they know that I have friends on the outside who will take care
of anyone who messes with me. Yeah, you don't fool around with the
meanest cycle gang this side of the Hudson, MY gang. And even if you ARE
a corrections officer in a bad ass state prison, you have family on the
outside, a pretty wife, sweet young kids, a nice house. You just don't
want to get on the wrong side of me and have your wife's sweet throat
slashed, your kids gangbanged up the ass, your house torched!

No, you want to be cool. You want to chill. You want to treat ME with
respect. And I don't necessarily have to depend on my friends outside
the joint. I spend a lot of time in the yard exercising, a lot of time
in the gym getting my body in shape and I am a really big man, in every
sense of that word. So I get a lot of leeway in here. Like convicts are
not allowed to take their shirts off in the yard. Me? They let me out
there by myself and I take my clothes off and I got me the greatest tan
in the place. I gotta admit. I look in the mirror and turn MYSELF on.
It's no secret why a lot of sweet things in here like to have me 'take
care' of their needs, if you get my drift. Don't get me wrong. I'm no
sissy. I'm a real man. Just 'cause I'd rather stick my wad into some
guy's sweet asshole than in some broad's cunt don't make me no sissyboy
pushover.

I'll go hand to hand with the toughest mutha fukka in here, con OR
guard!

So one day, this really good looking young chicken comes in; in his mid
20s, I'd say. Blond, slim, soft. Kid looks like he never did a hard
day's work in his life. Well that's ok with me. *I'll* train him good.
*I'll* toughen him up. And the greatest thing is - I don't even have to
go hunting for him. He comes to ME! So I am in the gym working out,
every muscle of my body straining and bulging with weights, sweat
pouring off me. So the kid comes over and starts making conversation,
telling me that he heard all about me and thinks I am the kind of guy
he'd like to hang with. Yeah, I know JUST what he is thinking. A very
wise person has told him that when you are in the big house, you gotta
get with people who are respected and will watch out for your ass. Hee
hee! And who better to watch out for this sweet succulent dude's tender
ass than yours truly?

So he is smiling and sticking out his soft hand for me to shake. He is
buttering me up real good, telling me he has contacts on the outside
that can do him favors like smuggling contraband in here, and any friend
of his can come along for the goodies benefits. Then he starts looking
me up and down, telling me how he things I got a great body and how he'd
like to work himself up to get muscles like mine, and maybe I could be
his workout coach. And I'm smiling and thinking - yeah! I am gonna give
you one good workout, you sweet little delicious looking bitch!

So one night, I get a message to him that he should meet me at the gym.
See, after lights out, I can get the bulls to let me out the cell for
some fun while they look the other way. Yeah, I use honey as well as a
stinger. Sure they are cautious about offending me because of my buddies
on the outside. But I have also made it worth their while to let me out
at night, especially in the beginning, when I first got here. Yeah I
sucked a lot of them guards dry. Big strong men in hot looking
correction uniforms, and they are trapped in my mouth - in the bathroom,
in the library, in the gym, out in the yard, stuffing down a scream as I
pull all the milk outta them while I stick my fingers up their sweet
asses.

Well as I was saying, I arrange for the kid to get out after lights out
- to meet me in the gym. He comes in all excited and curious, wondering
what's going on. I wave him inside the gym and shit the door, locking it
from the inside. Oh, I don't think that we are gonna be disturbed or
anything. The screws are gonna give us all the time we need, I mean give
ME all the time *I* need. It's just that I want the kid to know that we
are completely alone, locked in here and that no one else will be coming
in. There is an uneasy expression on his face. He's is shifting
uncomfortable-like.

"What's this all about, big guy?", he whispers.

I smile. "You'll see", I whisper back. "I just thought you'd like to
work out. Just you and me, all by oursleves, with the gym all ours."

He looks at me with a puzzled expression. "Work out, you and me?", he
asks?

"Yeah, that's right. You and me, all alone," I say. I put my hand on his
shoulder and smile down at him. "You said you think I got a nice body.
You get a chance to see it now". I unbutton my shirt and let it slip off
me on to the floor. I flex my biceps and my neck chords. "See? See how
big and strong daddy is? He is gonna take care of his little sonny boy,
real good!"

The kid gulps. He is getting the drift and he looks scared. "Look, I
ain't gay or anything like that", he says, trying to sound real manly.

"Oh no!" I answer. "I know that. But look, baby. It gets lonely in here.
We real men have to look out for one another and do each other favors
every now and then. You wash my back. I wash yours. Get it?"

I smile again while I remove my shoes and socks. "Take your shoes off!"
I suddenly bark at him like a sergeant. Surprised by my tone, he steps
back a few steps.

"Come on, baby! Relax. Daddy ain't gonna hurt you", I say. "... too much
.. ", I whisper to myself.

The kid is definitely scared now. I can see him trembling. "Look dude",
he stammers, "I don't think this is something we should be doing. I
mean, I am definitely not interested in this kind of thing."

"Oh you're not", I say. "Well maybe you just never tried it. So don't
knock it. Broads are not the only ones who know how to please a man. In
fact, a REAL man goes to another man for pleasure. 'Cause only another
man knows how to touch him and do him good."

His eyes are on the door now. I can see the wheels turning. I wants out,
real bad! he wants to get as far away from this place as possible. He
moves towards the door. I put out my foot and trip him.

"The door is locked, sonny," I remind him as he goes down on his back.
Before you can say shit, I am on him, pulling his shoes off.

You little bitch", I whisper while tossing his shoes away, "I asked you
to take your shoes off. Why you wanna disrespect me? I thought you wanna
be buddies with me!"

He pushes against my bare chest as I gather him into my strong muscular
arms. "Hey take it easy!" I laugh. "Hey kid! We ARE buddies. ASSHOLE
buddies! Ha!"

He is struggling to get away but you know that I am just too strong for
this little bitch.

"Please!" he begs me. "Stop! Get off, please! I'll get you anything you
want from the outside. Just don't do this, for crissake!"

I smile while unzipping his fly. "What I want ain't on the outside,
sweetheart. What daddy wants is right in here."

My fingers are inside his pants now and I have him pinned down. It feels
good to feel him struggling in my arms, to hear him breathe hard, to
hear him beg!

"That's it!", I croak out! "That's it, you little bitch. BEG! Beg me,
you little fuck meat!"

I got his pants pulled down now and take the front of his shirt and pull
on it, hard. The buttons fly off and I am pulling his shirt off and
kissing his neck and his chest, sucking his nipples while my fingers
work his balls. This is so great! This is wonderful. Just the way I like
it. He is trying to get away from me and at the same time his cock is
getting rock hard, just like mine!

"Pull my pants down", I order him. He shakes his head no, eyes still
pleading. My hands are on his shoulders. I move them up to his neck and
stick my thumbs into his throat.

"Pull 'em down, sonny!" I repeat.

"No! Please, no!" he says.

My fingers press into his throat hard, pressing into his windpipe. His
neck feels really sweet and soft. His eyes are bulging and his mouth is
open wide, trying to gulp in air; his fingers wrapped around my wrists,
trying to pull my hands off his neck.

I put my face close to his and whisper, "Look darling. It's simple. Just
pull my pants down and I'll let up on your throat. That's all you have to
do. Please!" I smile.

His eyes are glassing over now and he lets go off my hands. I can feel
his fingers searching my fly, finding it,opening my pants, unzipping me.
I let up on his throat. he gulps in a large breath of air. Wheezing as
he does.

"Now," I caress his face, "Pull them down baby. Pull daddy's pants down
and he will make you feel really good. That's it, sweetheart."

He has a look of defeat on his face. He knows no one is coming to stop
us. He suddenly knows that no one gives a shit, not the cons, not the
guards, LEAST of all the guards. It was them what let us out to come
here in the first place. His fingers grasp the belt loops of my pants and
he pulls them down slowly, trying to put off what he knows is coming.

That's ok. I got all the time. We got all night if we need it. Now we
are standing, facing each other. My pants are down around my ankles. I
step out of them. I take him into my arms and kiss his sweet mouth with
my lips and tongue. His eyes are closed. I don't know what he is
thinking. Maybe he just wants to let me have my way now and just get it
over. Maybe he thinks that I just want to blow him and then let him go.
Well he should know better. Soon he is gonna find out better.

I pull him close and kiss his throat and his chest again. He feels so
sweet, a sweet little soft warm bitch boy. I lay him down. He is
trembling.

"Relax baby", I whisper. "This is gonna be so good. You will love it and
just think - this is only the first time for us."

He opens his eyes and stares at me in horror. The stupid little cunt boy
thought that this was gonna be it. He thought there was gonna be just
one time. Stupid little bitch! He tries to get up and away from me
again. I let go of him and he stands up and tries to run for the door
all naked. I grab him from behind and pull him back against my throbbing
fuck rod. He feels all my ten inches and he is struggling again.

I hold him around the waist with my left arm and press my right hand
against his asshole. My fingers ball up into a fist and he knows what's
coming.

"NO!", he screams out! "NO!" My left hand reaches up and clasps his
mouth while my right fist starts drilling into his virgin asshole.

"Shut up, bitch!", I hiss. "Shut up! Relax and enjoy. You ain't got no
choice now. I get what I want. And right now, I want YOU!"

My fist is into his asshole as I pull him back down on the ground. he is
twitching and squirming, crying. He can't even yell. After a few minutes
he stops struggling and just lets me do his asshole. I'm feeling real
hot and fuck crazy now. I pull out my fist and get on top of him.

"Oh baby! I just LOVE you" I pant as my ten bulling inches of fuck meat
slides into him. We are both breathing hard. Both moaning. I am grinding
into him, pounding into him, fucking into him. It's so fucking intense.
I can feel my cock all thick and red with blood. I am going real fuck
crazy now. My hands come up under him and I grasp his windpipe with one
of them and squeeze while I fuck him. He is gagging again, struggling
against what I am doing to him but it can't do him no good. I am fucking
and choking him. My mind is outta control. I can feel myself cuming now.
I am gonna cum real hard into this little sweet bitch's ass cunt. It's
cumming. CUMING! Oh God! I'm cuming baby! I'm fucking you, my sweet
baby. I wanna fuck you so hard! Then the milk is outta me and inside his
asshole.

I let go of him and stand up. I look down at him. He is lying there
breathing hard. I know he thinks that we are finished but no that's not
right. You see, I want some more of him. He don't know yet but I am
really strong. I can cum as much as five maybe six times an hour if I
want. After about five minutes, my dick is standing up stiff and bulging
again. I bend down and lift him up on his knees. His back is against the
soft cushion part of one of the exercise machines. I lean over and
caress his face.

His eyes are closed and he is crying again. I caress his face again and
say, "There, there, baby. Wasn't that good? Did you like it? Daddy just
LOVED it. That's why he wants more right now."

He opens his eyes and looks up at me, wondering look in his eyes. What's
gonna happen now, he thinks. In a second, he finds out. I press my
hardened blood red johnson into his lips, forcing his mouth open. His
hands come up and press against my legs.

"No, baby!" I say. "No way I can stop now. Just this one thing and then
we can go to sleep. I promise. Daddy promises. Just this one thing!"

I thrust hard into his mouth and his eyes bulge. I am holding his head
and the back of his neck now, fucking hard into his sweet mouth. He is
gagging again but now too weak to really even try to stop me. I feel his
lips around my cock, engulfing it and my mind goes off into outer space.
My eyes go blind. Then I see all kinds of colors. I can feel my cock in
someone's mouth. I am all cock and he is all mouth now. And I GOTTA
fuck, fuck, fuck that mouth - harder and harder, push in deeper and
deeper till I feel, not only mouth, but soft damp throat. Somewhere
someone is gagging and struggling.

I don't hear anything else now. The cream is building up and ready to
stream out, into someone's sweet throat. I am screaming now but I don't
know if its in my head or in my throat. The cum is going outta me and I
am in heaven's throat.

I open my eyes and look down. My cock is sticking in his mouth deep. Cum
is running out the sides of his mouth, down his chin. His eyes are
bulged wide open. And. He ain't moving! His hands are down on the
ground. I pull my dick outta his mouth and he falls over, eyes still
wide open. Jeezuz! He ain't moving. I bend down to see what's going on
with the kid. Now I see. Not only ain't he moving. He ain't even
breathing.

God! I fucked the little cunt till he ....

I wipe myself off and get dressed. I unlock the gym door and step out
side. No one in the hall, not one guard. Of course in the morning he'll
be found and some one will make out a report that a con died of
pneumonia.

And me? I gotta hand it to the bulls. I got what I wanted and they gave
it to me. I am gonna be making a lot of bulls happy over the next few
days.

Those great uniforms really turn me on.