Prison

It felt like a dream as I stood there looking through the bars of my cell. As reality sank in I turned to see a man around 6 foot, with black hair and a mustache, (he was hispanic and VERY muscular!) standing at his bunk staring at me. I just stood there not sure what to do. He returned to his bunk, rolled over, and fell asleep. I decided to do the same. Hours later I fell asleep.

No sooner had I fallen asleep I awoke. My cell mate, Carlos, was sitting on the edge of his bunk jacking off. He was hammering down his 10 inches so fast it was almost a blur. Not noticing I was awake he continued till he finally exploded minutes later. His spunk landed at least 10 inches. He then looked over at me. Noticing I was awake he asked, "Did yuo enjoy wachin' that boy?"

I didn't know what to say so I rolled over and closed my eyes. He didn't like that response. He jumped up grabbed me out of the bed and asked the question again. This time I replied with what I thought he wanted.
"Yes."
"Yes, what?"
"Yes sir!"
"How old are you boy?"
"19," I replied wondering what would happen next.

"Whoa! A young one. Finally, I've been in here for two years waiting for one your age to come along. All I got wwere the old 30 and 40 year olds and they are no fun. If you know what I mean?"

Not knowing what to say I held my tongue.

"You gay," he questioned.

Shocked with the question all I could get out was, "Ummmm... No."

He replied, "We'll see about that after today."

He sat me down, and there was a long silence which he broke ordering me to strip. I did so no questions asked. He then walked over to my bumk pushed me on my back, jumped on me, and kissed me deeply. He explored my mouth with his tongue for what felt like hours. I couldn't say I was enjoying my first kiss with a man. He broke our kis and started moving down my body. He massaged my nipples with his tongue and then moved down to my six pack (My six pack is about all the muscle I have). then he found my penis which was rock hard whether I was enjoying it or not. He licked up and down the shaft then took my head into his mouth. He then swirled his tongue over my head, then he took every bit of my 8 inches no problem. Midway through this we were interrupted by the sherrif yelling, "Break it up. It is shower time."

We followed him to the shower. THese weren't group showers. THere was only one shower head and the room wasn't even 5 feet by 5 feet. He ushered us in, threw us each the smallest towels I have ever seen, told us we only had 10 minutes, and then closed and locked the door. Carlos then turned to me and told me to take the quickest shower I could. We both jumped under the water, lathered up, and jumped back under to rinse off. He assumed I was a virgin and told me to lather arond my asshole and just around it, so it wouldn't be as painful. As he said this I b ecame scarred. I knew this had been coming since the first episode in the cell. I did so while he lathered his rock hard penis. He then put the head of his cock at my asshole and ordered me not to scream. He started to push into me. I let out a small squeal because of the pain, but remembering his face when he told me not to scream I bit my tongue. He was 4 inches in and I felt like I was about to explode, but after about 7 or so inches the searing pain turned to intense pleasure.. He got all the way into me and then started pumping in and out, in and out. I was getting into it. Yelling at him to speed it up. I could feel and hear his balls slapping against my ass. I t was like music him and me grunting with pleasure, the hiss of the shower, and the rhythmic beat of his balls slapping my ass.

In what felt like only seconds, the sherrif walked in and yelled to us time was up. We didn't listen. We just kept on going. He ended up having to pull us apart. We went back t oour cell, and he asked, "By the way. What is your name?"

I answered, "I'll tell you when that happens again."

"Well get ready 'cause I can assure you it will!"