HOLDING CELL by bawdypen
It was in a grungy holding cell in a Bronx jail that I met Lude. He was brought in sweaty and filthy, like he'd been in a nasty fight. I was sitting there, bemoaning my own fate. He gave me a scowling look and plopped down onto the other bunk. His Levi's were torn--especially around the crotch area--and my eyes invariably stared, hoping for peek of something interesting.
He noticed, of course, and a cruel little smile curled the corner of his mouth.
"Who'd you kill?" he asked, chuckling.
"Nobody," I answered with a shrug. "I propositioned a cop."
"Yeah?" His eyes lit up and his hand slid down to his crotch and began a slow slide back and forth over its contents. "Dumb."
"I guess. But they shouldn't let 'em wave their big pricks in your face just so they can bust ya."
"Yeah, that's kinda selfish, ain't it? I'm not that way-- selfish, that is--well, I'm not the other way, either. But I figure a cocksucker just can't help himself, right?"
"N-not when there's a lot of temptation," I replied, licking my lips as he spread his legs more, giving me a nice peek at the hole in his pants. The opening was just big enough for one of his large, hairy balls to poke out.
"Can't take temptation, hunh?" he spoke in a low, rough voice and grinned contemptuously. "Do I tempt you?"
I nodded, unable to speak, as he reached down with both hands and spread the opening so his other ball fell out. He stared at me, enjoying the way the sight of his big hairy balls were being openly admired, his fingers on either side of the rip, slowly moving up and down, caressing his own testicles.
"Good. That makes it easier for both of us." He lifted one leg and suddenly ripped the material wide open, exposing himself from his asscrack to his navel. His big prick sprung up, hard and stiff. "Why don't you crawl over here and lick out my big asshole?"
I gulped...on my way across the cell...on my knees! I slid onto his bunk face first--right into his crotch. His asshole was big. It was big and just as hairy as his balls. It was juicy looking, too. I was still about 6 inches away when the smell hit me--pungent and rank! I hesitated, looking up at him. "It stinks," I said...more matter-of-factly than in abject horror.
"Oh yeah?" he said sarcastically, as if that was a real surprise. "Hmm, must be because of all the brown things that come out of there. I hear that some guys wash their assholes. Why don't you wash mine? Or," he teasingly tried to pull the flaps back to cover himself, "we could just wait til they let us shower, hunh? If they do in this dump."
"FUCK NO, MAN!" I cried hoarsely, nosing in closer and getting a big whiff of his stinky hole. He relaxed and chuckled. I wasn't about to waste any time and miss out on a chance to eat him out. I tweaked my tongue up and down the crack of his asshole, pushing aside the wrinkled flesh and tasting inside. It was moist and cheesy...real cheesy! I dug in, even sliding my hands around his buttocks to get better leverage to drive my tongue up his rectum!
"That's good," he moaned, grabbing my head and pulling it tighter between his thighs. "Yeah, tongue the funk outta there!" He'd squeeze and relax his sphincter, nipping my tongue. "Now wash the outside, punk, and eat my dingleberries. You love the taste of shitty assholes, doncha?"
I lapped his anus in long, loving strokes, cleaning his shithole like a dog. "I love your shitty ass!" I muttered between delicious licks.
"Aw, shucks, you're gonna turn my head with all the compliments," he said. "I'll bet you've sucked plenty of dirty assholes. Be honest, now, are you saying you've never smiled with shit between your teeth? I can't believe that."
"Well," I smiled up at him. "Maybe once or twice."
"Kinda figured that from the way you keep sniffing so deeply."
"Oooh, yeah, your balls stink!" I rummaged my nose into them, then scooted it up along his rigid shaft. "Your cock stinks, too."
"Gonna lick it clean? Or you wanna know where it was last?"
"Tell me after I suck it," I said, intending to lick it thoroughly and not wanting any disgusting images to disturb my pleasure.
"Oh, I see. You suck shitholes but can't handle anything as nasty as pussyjuice, hunh? Yet, I'll bet you'd suck your own shit off it if I rammed it up your ass, wouldn't you?"
"YES!" I groaned, grabbing his prick and going down it before he had a chance to ruin it. I sucked his fat knob, enjoying the fantastic taste of his dirty cock. When it was apparent he wasn't going to blurt out something to turn me off, I eased off and began licking his grimy shaft up and down.
"Heh! Heh! You'll like this. Fact is, after I beat the crap out of an ex-pal of mine, I pulled my dick out of the rip in my pants and screwed him up the ass. That's when the cops showed up. I didn't even get a chance to come. How's his shit taste?"
"Not as good as yours," I answered.
"Unh huh. Sure. That why you're still licking it off?"
Instead of answering, I ducked down and began to suck his balls. I think there actually might have been some dingle- berries in his pubic hairs, but they would have been from the other guy's ass. Whatever they were, I sucked them up and tongued all over his hot nuts before going lower and ramming my tongue up his rearend for more of that cheesy flavor. This time I dug so deep I encountered something distinctly creamy and sweet! I sucked and sucked, scooping as much out as I could.
I figured on a nice taste of ass and mouthful of tangy jizz. But instead of a suckoff, Lude decided he wanted to screw me. It had been so quiet, I figured they'd forgotten about us, so I readily agreed. We quickly stripped down. I rubbed some spit on my hole and I flung my legs in the air, anxious to get that long cock up my tail.
Lude had plugged in and given me a few short strokes, and was ready to drive in for some deep bung drilling when some- thing caught the corner of my eye. There was a cop standing outside the cell watching us!
"Oops!" I sputtered, quickly disengaging us. I grabbed my shirt, slipping it on.
"Hey!" Lude cried, angered at being rudely slammed against the wall. "Aw, hell, come on back here. It's okay. Look at the schlong hanging out of his pants. He just wants to watch."
"Yeah? That's what you think, punk," the cop said, crooking his finger at me. "I don't care if you fags bugger each other til the cows come home, but I want some of that first. Now get your scrawning butt over here, sweetie, and give my lonely johnson some of that expert attention you're good at."
I looked at Lude as if he had the power to give his permission for me to go suck off the cop. He simply shrugged resignedly, and sat back blatantly stroking his cock.
Well, I have to admit the cop had a truncheon that was hard to resist, and I never resist a stiff prick that's offered in such a seductive manner.
"BLOW ME!" he growled.
I immediately got down on my knees and began licking his fleshy pole. I reached under the bars and grabbed his balls. He flinched, but once he realized my intentions were strictly salacious he relaxed. He put his hand on the back of my head and urged my tongue along his big prick.
While I slopped all over his cock, I guess he was staring at Lude because he began to speak to him.
"Lewd, hunh? Guess that's a fitting name for queer that fucks other guys up the ole shithole. Nasty shoulda been your last name. Lewd N. Nasty," he laughed.
"That's Lude, officer," my cellmate calmly corrected. "L-U-D-E. As in Quaalude. The pill that makes ya want to do all kinds of nasty stuff. You got any? You fuckers are always passing around the stuff you confiscate between yourselves. How 'bout it?"
"Watch your mouth, punk. Besides, didn't look like you needed any help being filthy and perverted. But...funny you should mention it..."
He reached into a pocket and drew out a handful of pills. He tossed a couple to Lude and forced two more into my mouth... squeezing it between my lips and his cock knob. Then he took one himself.
"I usually sell 'em," he said, "but fuck it. Nobody's around today, being Sunday. What do these things do, anyway?"
"Guess you'll find out," Lude said, chuckling. "But you'd best ease off that blowjob or you'll come before the fun starts."
I pulled off, complaining about the taste. He allowed me to go get a cup of water. He wanted some himself, too. They were rough without washing them down. Lude just waved it away. He was a tough guy, after all.
As I expected, they came on pretty fast. I was getting very light-headed...beginning to float and bang my head slightly against the bars. My speech was slurrying, too.
"Yew gotta fucking nice cock, ossifer! How come you didn't just lemme suck ya off before instead of running me in...you bastard! I'da drunk your jizz!"
"Heh! Sorry, pal. Wasn't me. You got busted by some undercover jerkoff too dumb to just feed you his scum and get on with more important things. Say, you're getting a bit dipsy, aren't you?" His own voice was getting a little hazy. He pulled his cock from between the bars and reached for his keys. "Don't want you to bang your head and get me in trouble for police brutality, now do we?"
He opened the cell, reached around and locked it again, checked out that Lude made no sudden movements, and ordered me onto my bunk with my head hanging over.
"Now, open up so I c'n fuck your mouth!"
I opened up. He straddled my head, dropping his big cock down my gullet. The combination of the drug and his fantastic cock had me eager to blow him and take it any way he wanted to give it to me. He wanted to give it to me deep and hard, and soon had it lodged down my throat!
While fucking my mouth he kept glancing down--enjoying the sight of his prick going down inside and the sensations my practiced throat mucles were giving him--and keeping an eye on Lude.
"Alright, fella, come on over and suck his dick if you want," he told Lude.
"I don't blow queers--queers blow me," Lude announced. "But I'll come over there if you wanna suck my joint for me."
If the cop was on a power trip, he quickly retracted any intended order after Lude said that. Instead, he chuckled. "I get it. Well, I guess you and me can use the little faggot together. Plug his butt again, if you want. I could dig seeing that up close. Throw his legs back and climb on. I'll hold 'em up for ya."
The cop was getting awfully generous, I felt. And not just with my asshole. He was swaying back and forth a little. Quaaludes can make you rather easy-going.
"Ooh, wadda talented mouth!" he complimented me, giving me short, rapid strokes that kept popping his bloated knob from between my smoochy lips.
"Shoulda seen him sucking my shitty asshole earlier," Lude said.
"What? Sucking your...your shitty ass?! With shit on it?" He looked down at me and began jabbing roughly down my throat. "Suckin' and lickin' shit?! Fuckin' perv! Shit-eatin' and lickin' pervert! FUCK!"
He was suddenly getting very agitated and angry. Enough that I was getting fearful, what with that monstrous cock buried in my windpipe! He leaned over and started to caress my tits, running his hands up and down my chest. He grazed my crotch hairs once, but didn't venture as far as my now-deflated cock. Hell, I always imagined the way to go was with a big prick choking me to death, but now that it was actually a possibility, I didn't like it too much. I started to struggle, but I was pinned down.
"COCKSUCKING, ASS-EATING, BUNG BUGGERING, SHIT SNIFFERS!" He was going crazy, still tweaking my nipples and running his hands over my belly. This time he did slide a hand down and felt up my balls and cock.
"Hey," Lude finally spoke up, without much alarm, "don't wreck the guy."
The cop turned his head and looked at him with glazed eyes. "Oh...yeah," he muttered, slowly dragging his cock from my mouth. I think he was about to come.
He stood up and took a deep breath, then swallowed. He looked rather sheepish as I spun around and stared at him, frightened and scared. "Jezzus!" I cried.
"It's okay. Sorry, fella. Damn pills and all the excitement. Guess I got kinda..." He instantly did another turnabout, looking confused. "Piss on it! Faggots buggering and eating dirty assholes...what the fuck have I got to be ashamed about?" He grabbed my arm and pulled me off the bunk. "Come're and bend over, buddy!"
He turned me around and pushed my head down onto the bunk, leaving my ass vulnerable. Oh, well, screwed again! That big thing might wreck me, alright, but at least I wouldn't choke on it. I figured he was going to fuck me, but he began to run his hands over my butt cheeks lovingly and reached between my legs and began to stroke my cock.
"Don't worry, buddy," he cooed, "I ain't gonna ram it up your can. Let's get this nice piece of meat of yours stiff again, then I'm gonna nibble on it for ya. Always wanted to see what a dick tasted like. Just never been with guys dirtier than me enough to let loose. You won't tell on me, and nobody'd believe ya anyhow. Mmm, it's gettin' nice and hard. Ever had a cop suck ya back?"
"No, sir," I said, still nervous but responding to his caressing hand. I looked over at Lude. He winked at me and began to strip completely, giving me to feeling that he felt some hot action was in the works.
"Well, I think I'm gonna do it to ya." He knelt behind me. "Yeah, nice cushy buns. Always thought guys had nicer asses than chicks." He kissed me on the left cheek. "Seen pitchurs of that butt-lickin', too. Think you'd like to do that to me? Suck my ass?"
"I...I don't know, officer," I replied.
"Hey, it's clean. Oh, right, that don't matter to you, hunh? Oooh, lickin' shitty assholes! Oh, man, that turns me on! You wanna do it, doncha?"
"Sure," I said, honestly. He had me full on the rail and things were definitely looking up. Yeah, I'd get down and eat him out. He was a hunk, even if he was a bit flakey. Lude was grinning at me, standing up and stroking his cock, slowly coming our way.
The cop was behind me and couldn't see Lude's movements. I had the feeling that while his hands were caressing my balls and cock, his eyes were glued to my asshole. At any rate, he began to tentatively lick my prick. He'd pulled it back and had a firm grip on it. He started lapping it up and down and took the knob into his mouth. I reached back and pulled my ass open, giving him a good look at my poochy hole. I'm sure the drug made him think it couldn't be heard, but I distinctly caught sniffing noises and knew he was poking his nose up and smelling my ass! Oh, yeah, that whole thing turned him on, alright. But he wasn't about to admit how much.
How much, though, was the surprise...how much of my cock he was taking into his mouth. He was lost in another world, cock- sucking for the first time and thoroughly getting off on it.
Suddenly, Lude was standing right next to me, his hip brushing against mine.
"Here. Why don't you take a couple swipes on this?" he said, poking his prick in the cop's face. The cop pulled off of me and turned his head toward it. He seemed about to do it, then looked up at Lude.
"Uh...you had that up his ass," he stated flatly. "Otherwise..."
"Aw, go ahead," Lude said seductively. "Who's to know. Go on, suck on it!"
"Well..." the cop hesitated. "Yeah, I think I will."
I heard sloppy wet noises and knew the cop was sucking on Lude's dirty cock. He'd seen it buried up my rectum, seen it being pulled out in a hurry, and knew it hadn't been wiped off. Still, he was down there on his knees happily sucking away.
"So," Lude said, gently putting his hand on the cop's hair and rustling it, "guess it must be rough watching all the guys getting off in the cells, sucking dicks and cornholing each other, and you not being able to get in on it, hunh?"
"Mmm hunh," the cop agreed, humming along my shaft, being seduced by Lude's calming, seductive tone of voice and his gentle, assuring caresses.
"Well, between the two of us we'll chase those boogeymen away and let you do whatever you've always wanted to do. Won't we?"
"You bet," I agreed.
"Oh, yes," Lude continued, and slowly turned around. "Here. Why doncha kiss me on the butt? Kiss me on both cheeks, then kiss me on the hole." He pulled his ass open, exposing his hairy anus.
"Um," the cop demurred. "I...I think I'd better kiss him on the hole first. To see if I like it, you know. Yours is...kinda ...heavy duty for a beginner. You know?"
Lude chuckled. "Sure, I understand. You're the boss. If that's the way you want it, then you lick his asshole out, then you can eat mine."
"Lick?! Eat?!" he gasped. "Oh, guess that's how it goes, hunh? You stick your tongue up inside." He gulped. "Okay."
He was a puppy dog. Soon he was licking all around my sweaty asshole. It probably wasn't exactly dirty, but who knows what condition it was in after Lude pulled his big prick out of there? At any rate, the cop seemed to be none too disgusted. He poked in a few times and even pushed harder to get in deeper until Lude yanked his face back and directed him to into his own cheesy valley.
I don't know if it was the pills or just the release of pent-up desires, but the cop was ready to follow any directives that kept his senses fired up. The smell of Lude's ass sure fired up his senses, and he made no bones about it.
"Whew! Man, you stink!" the cop blurted. Then he pried Lude's cheeks apart and stabbed his tongue up the guy's hairy anus!
Lude bent way over. "Yeah, eat me out! Lick it clean and suck on my hairy asshole. This is what you've wanted your whole life, isn't it? Suckin' out a guy's shithole!"
"Hey, pal. Watch it!" the cop growled, pulled back. He hadn't taken his hands off Lude's butt, and he didn't say anything more before gluing his mouth back onto that bitter aperture and sucking it!
Well, I wasn't about to just stand there, available, getting no attention at all, so I turned around, trying to decide which prick I wanted to go down on first. I didn't have to get all flustered about my decision because Lude grabbed me by the hair and urged me down between his legs.
"Suck my balls while I decide whether I want to stick my dick back up your cheap hole or try deflowering our horny virgin here first."
I lapped his smelly balls with pleasure--though they weren't quite as smelly as they had been before I washed them the first time. I suppose the cop was happily rimming away because I'd washed the bunghole he was sucking, too. I'm sure he wouldn't have been able to handle it nearly as well if he'd found it in the condition I had. In his mind, it was dirtier because it was so hairy. Truth is, mine was probably raunchier.
Thinking of that, I decided Lude was getting more than his share at the moment. I suddenly got up and moved behind the cop. He saw me from the corner of his eye and was curious. But I simply moved up and whispered into his ear while I reached around and began to unbuckle his pants. He shouldn't have been too alarmed; he had no weapon except for the one sticking out of his fly.
"Lemme slip these down in back," I cooed, "and I'll give you that butt sucking you want so bad. He's got a fucking hot asshole, doesn't he? Yeah, you shoulda tasted it earlier when it had shit on it. You got any shit on yours? Never mind, keep licking. I'll find out for myself. You just open it up and let me drill my tongue inside."
He reached down and helped me open his pants and get them down. He readjusted himself so his butt was spread apart and I layed on the floor and scooted my head beneath his big, round ass and began sniffing it!
It was heady and sweaty, and he'd shit recently because I could smell it. So I licked it slowly. It tweaked at the touch of my lips and tongue, and fluttered open in invitation. I drilled my tongue into his steamy interior and swirled it around, cleaning it out and eating the little specks of crap that came along. At one point I managed to slide in real deep as his hole spread wide, but it was because a big stinky fart came whooshing into my mouth and right down my throat! I swallowed the heady gas, knowing it would probably come sputtering from my own butthole before long.
"Whew! What's going on down there?" Lude asked. "Did you just shit in his mouth, or what? No, don't stop sucking my ass. I don't care."
"No," the cop giggled, "I just farted in his mouth. I think he likes it!"
With a crooked grin, Lude strained and farted a bubbly one over the cop's lips.
"You mean like that?" He pulled the cop's face tighter to his ass. But the cop pulled away, frantically running a finger over his lips.
Lude looked back. "Aw, you didn't like that?" he said sarcastically.
"It's not that...it tickled my lips something fierce. Not that I did like it, but if I can lick out this raunchy hole of yours I can't get very upset, can I?" He giggled again. "Besides, mine was a lot stinkier."
"No shit!" I cried.
"No shit?" Lude chuckled. "Then you don't have your tongue shoved up his hole far enough. You can do better than that."
Yes, I could. I put my thumbs to either side of his craphole and pried it open. Then I stabbed my tongue as deeply up his gaseous rectum as I could reach. That brought more fumes whistling around my tongue, and also opened him up a bit more. I thought that was a little strange until my tongue was suddenly wiping back and forth over a something round and tasty. I didn't know if the cop was aware he had a turd ready to bolt, but I sure did. I was licking on it! It didn't seem to be getting any closer, so I just layed there tickling his shit and enjoying the bitter taste.
"Oop," the guard gushed. "You're really opening me up down there. Feels like I gotta poop. I'd better get up."
"No you don't," Lude ordered. "You stay just like you are." He moved around and knelt next to me, surveying the situation. He gently swiped a finger around the guy's anus, moving my tongue away slightly, and grinned. He could feel the end of the man's turd just inside. Wiping his fingertip under my nose, he said, "Go ahead and shit. I wanna see this. Slide that greasy turd outta there slowly."
I gasped, excitedly.
"Uh, you're kidding, right?" the guard said, unbelieving, but rather amused.
"Nope. Our pal here's gonna lick all over it while you take a shit."
"Well...okay." He began to strain a bit and I could see his anus begin to spread open more. "But this is definitely weird!"
"Remember...slowly," Lude said. Then he pointed his finger at me. "You've been licking on that thing, haven't you?" I nodded. "Good, cause here it comes. Let's see you lap the stinky juice off it. Yeah, this is nice. Only time I ever got to see a turd being licked on was in a mirror. Fellow did a damned good job on it, too. But it's better watching up close like this...even if it's somebody else's turd I gotta smell."
I circled my tongue around the emerging brown cylinder slowly sliding from the guard's expanded shithole. I was tempted to just take the end into my mouth and suck on it, but Lude wanted to see it licked, so I darted my head back and forth, licking up and down all sides of it. It was a juicy one, alright. And stinky. But neither of us thought it was too smelly to move away from it. Of course, I couldn't have moved without making Lude angry. Besides, I was enjoying it.
"Is...is he licking it?" the guard asked, wishing he could see.
"Oh yes. Yeah, that's it," Lude encouraged. "You clean turds as well as you clean assholes, shitlicker."
His fat turd was solid, hanging about four inches from his asshole, when it suddenly dropped out, landing across my lips. I saw his anus clamp shut...my tongue still moving over it.
"Reach back and pick it up," Lude order the guard.
"Hunh? Wh...why?"
"Just do it!" The guard did as commanded, peeking over his shoulder until he'd grasped it with tentative, unwilling fingertips. Lude scooted around the face him. "Now, raise it to your mouth and take a lick on it!"
"Aw, jeez!" the guard complained. "I can't do..."
"DO IT!!"
Staring at Lude, with a disgusted look on his face, the guard lifted it to within a couple of inches of his mouth. Then he glanced at it. His expression got even more sour looking. But he tentatively stuck out his tongue. But as he slowly moved his mouth closer and closer, his hand involuntarily moved the turd back just as far.
Tickled at the whole thing, I rammed my tongue up his ass. Since I couldn't see anything, I decided to continue eating him out. Well, that tickled him, too, I guess, because Lude's remarks made it plain that he was complying.
"That's it. One long lick from end to end. Lick your own shit! You know you want to. Just remember how good my asshole tasted. Un hunh. Now, you can stop if you want...or you can run your tongue down the other side. Heh! Heh! Good, hunh?"
"Uh, sure. Can I stop now?"
"Yeah, sourpuss. Hand it back down below. I think somebody wants to give it a real good sucking. Give it to him, and lick your fingers."
Sourpuss licked his fingers, happy to be rid of it. He'd turned around and stuck it right into my mouth. My mouth was open, so it was easy. I would have preferred sucking on one of Lude's juicy turds, but one in the mouth is worth...
Anyway, the cop's turd was pretty juicy itself, so I sucked the moisture out of it until it became flakey then gulped it down. But then it was rather dry, so I pulled his cock back and licked the knob.
"Piss in my mouth," I requested.
"Really?" He scooted back a little, lodging it down my throat. I scooted back, too, so that just the head and a bit more was in my mouth. I wanted to drink his piss, not drown.
"Mmmm," I heard him moan, not knowing if it was the relief of urinating, or the fact that he'd put his face back into Lude's nasty crack while he left loose. At any rate, I drank down his full deluge with glee.
That must have given Lude the idea--or the bent-over position was making him sore--but he turned and stuffed his prick into the cop's mouth. Thinking it was cocksucking, the cop began to suck on it. But when his mouth suddenly filled up, causing him to swallow a mouthful, he quickly pulled off.
"Hey! Dammit, that was piss!"
"So?" Lude chuckled. "Whatsa matter, you don't like piss?"
"Fuck no! Give it to him, he's the piss drinker."
Unfazed, Lude laughed again and walked behind him. After all, he really didn't want to make the cop angry. Besides, I'd gotten to my knees in expectation, perfectly willing to let the guy empty his bladder down my throat. He had to go bad, cause it was much more than the cop had pissed.
"Well," Lude said to the cop after we took a short breath, "your hole's loose and empty. How'd you like to feel how it is with a cock is shoved up there?"
"Oh, that makes me real eager. SHOVED UP THERE?!"
"Okay, I mean I'll take it easy. You know, ease it on in there til you're used to it."
"Then what? You start banging the crap outta me? Fuck off. I've heard the screams in the cells." But he was eyeing Lude's hard cock with interest.
"Naw. Not unless you tell me to."
"Hey, what about me?" I asked, stroking my cock. "I thought I was the queer around here."
"You get to suck my prick clean," he laughed. "Alright, uh, sit Indian style on the back of the bunk. He can blow you while I fuck him."
"Listen, I..." the cop demurred, then felt Lude's finger teasing his sensitive butthole, rubbing around in circles. "Okay, but take it easy, willya?" He hopped on the bunk and got on all fours.
With a knowing grin, Lude got behind him, spit in hand and wet his cock. He pushed the cop's face down to my crotch where my hard prick was waiting anxiously. The cop went down on me and started sucking up and down. I pulled his mouth off.
"Um, wait'll he sticks it in, okay? Teeth."
"Oh, yeah." He understood, but looked back over his shoulder and warned Lude. "But it better not hurt or you'll be on the receiving end when the night shift gets here!"
I looked into his eyes. "Just relax and let it in. It's worth it, believe me."
He nodded, trusting my advice, and gritted his teeth when Lude pressed his knob to his gooey asshole and slowly entered. It was wet and relaxed and went pass the sphincter surprisingly easy.
"Uhhh," he gasped. "Oh, damn, that's big. Not too fuckin' bad, though." He tentatively pushed back to get more. Just a little more.
That made Lude grin. He grabbed the guy's hips and slid in all the way. Then he pushed his head back down. "Okay, you're full of cock at this end, now fill up the other end. Suck his prick!"
I guess all the pent-up desires he'd been surpressing broke loose because he started to really give me a blowjob. Especially after Lude brought his finger around and wiped it over his upper lip. The smell of his own ass only increased his passion. Soon he was being long-dicked fast and furious while I was pumping up into his mouth to meet his aggressive downward thrusts. He was loving it!
I got them to stop so I could turn around and get underneath him so we could 69. I wanted his load, and I wanted it shooting in my mouth while I unloaded in his. Lude didn't care. He figured the more pleasure the cop was getting the harder he could screw his ass. And he was right. It was a rip- snorting, ass-slapping fuck, and soon three huge loads were being spurted simultaneously.
Lude layed back with his legs spread, looking smug, as the cop was getting dressed. He looked at me and pointed to his cock. With a resigned sigh, but not without a certain amount of enthusiasm, I dutifully got to my knees and cleaned his cock.
"Gawd, you guys are filthy!" the cop snarled, leaving the cell and locking it, not even noticing the cum dripping down his chin...and probably filling the back of his shorts.
I awoke late that night to the sounds of Lude sitting on the toilet. He wasn't really starting without me, just sending out some sputtering signals that immediately had me on the floor, crawling towards him.
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