Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and as such is a product of my imagination. It is not and should not be thought of as a record of actual events. Any similarity between my characters and real people is merely a coincidence. The story will include descriptions of sexual activity between teen boys. Some of the encounters will be under duress. If you are not of legal age, or if material of this kind might offend you then please stop reading. All others please enjoy! You are welcome to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com
Love Unlocked - 2
Cole got up from his knees and stepped aside as Tony and Delayne left the room. Sammy was still face down on the bed, his breathing slowly returning to normal.
"You okay?" Cole asked softly.
Sammy nodded. "Yeah, but my butt's sore. Delayne really gave it to me that time."
The boy slowly got up from the bed and pulled up his briefs. He reached behind himself and felt between his cheeks. He pulled his fingers back and looked at them. "No blood though, that's good," he sighed.
Cole shifted uncomfortably on his feet, unsure of what to say. "How often does he do that?"
Sammy shrugged. "It depends...I usually get it up the butt in the morning and then maybe he'll put it in my mouth at night, but sometimes it's the other way around."
"Two times a day?" Cole whispered.
"Not always, but he's really horny," Sammy said with a sad look.
"You should tell!"
"The staff knows." Sammy bent over to reach for his jumpsuit. "With twenty boys in the same place they figure stuff's bound to happen. But they don't want to hear about it."
Cole was about to say something when Sammy got a surprised look on his face. He dropped the jumpsuit and hurriedly pulled his underpants down. He just managed to get on the toilet before a series of crude noises filled the room.
Cole put a hand over his nose and stepped back. "Fuck, that's nasty!" he mumbled.
Sammy blushed in embarrassment. "Delayne stuffs it so far up there it sometimes stirs things up," he whispered followed by another fart and a plop.
"I think I'll wait outside," Cole said, his hand still over his nose.
While Sammy finished his business, Cole leaned against the wall and thought about how the boys were being treated. Apparently the staff allowed the things that were going on. "It's like a jungle in here," he thought, "survival of the fittest."
Cole heard a flush and then the sound of Sammy washing his hands. "They won't even let you close the door when you take a crap," he thought, "Rehabilitation, my ass!"
Supper that night was fried chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, bread, and a chocolate brownie. There were seconds allowed for everything except the brownie.
"So how did you end up with Delayne?" Cole asked as he munched on a piece of chicken.
"When a kid moves out, that usually leaves somebody without a hole to fuck. The stronger guys figure out who gets who."
"What if a tough kid comes in and won't go along?"
"I once saw Delayne's crew of four guys do a kid up the ass and use his mouth for two hours straight. They kept passing him around until they couldn't get it up any more."
"Shit," Cole whispered.
"You're lucky you ended up with Tony."
"Why?"
"Tony can be tough and all, but he's not mean."
Cole wondered if that made any difference to your ass when it was getting pounded. After all, a cock was a cock.
"Movie night tonight," Sammy grinned, apparently wanting to change the subject.
"Cool," Cole said softly, and then looked across the room.
Sammy must have followed his gaze. He was staring at Tony.
"Don't worry, Tony usually doesn't want it more than two times a day."
Cole took another swig of milk. He was still trying to wash the taste of Tony's cum out of his mouth. "That's a relief," he sighed.
Sammy chuckled.
Supper finished, Tony looked over at Cole, and Cole got the message.
The younger boy stood, dumped his trash, and followed Tony out the door.
"Like Delayne's little show?" Tony chuckled when Cole joined him.
"He shouldn't treat Sammy like that," Cole said firmly.
Tony looked over, "That's kinda mouthy for a newbie!"
Cole lowered his eyes, "He's just a kid!"
"A kid that put a knife in his mom's boyfriend."
Cole stopped walking.
Tony turned and looked at him.
"Look, you can do what you want with me, but Sammy deserves better. If you're such hot shit around here why don't you take on Delayne?"
Tony stared for just a moment. "You got spunk, I'll give you that," he smiled.
Cole stared back. "You think you're such a stud? Go ahead, show me, take on Delayne. Show everybody how tough you really are, I dare you!"
Tony laughed. "You little prick, you don't know what you're talking about. But, you got style, you're all right Hemerling."
Cole was relieved when Tony turned away and started down the hall again.
"Well, at least I didn't get my ass kicked," he thought, wondering if there was anything else he could do to help Sammy.
"Tony's still my best shot," he decided. "I'll just have to keep at him."
The following day was uneventful. Cole was a bit surprised that Tony hadn't demanded that he meet him in the shower room after breakfast. He wasn't disappointed, just surprised.
Needing to piss, Cole stopped by the locker room. A kid was by the door as if standing guard.
"What's up?" Cole asked.
"Jacoby and Hanson are catching a smoke."
Cole knew there was a strict no smoking rule. But apparently that was another one of those things that fell into the category of `and whatever else we can get away with.'
Smoke was curling up from a stall at the end of the row. "How about giving me a blow job?" one of the kid's said with a laugh.
"Get your own fucking blow job," came the answer.
"Fuck you," the first guy replied, and this time, they both laughed.
Cole shook his head, stepped up the urinal, unzipped, and got down to business.
Once class started, everyone was put through a series of activities that filled the day.
"Hemerling," one of the staffers called out, "Guidance Office at four."
Cole wasn't sure what that meant, but he figured he better not be late.
"Come on in," the guidance counselor said with a smile, moments after Cole had knocked on the door. Cole sat in the chair across from the guy.
"My name's Mike," the young looking man said as he opened a folder. It's all formal out there," he nodded toward the door. In here, it's different.
Cole shuffled his feet. The guy looked to be barely out of college, neatly trimmed hair, blue button down collar oxford shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and faded jeans.
"We've got some work to do," he said with a sincere look, "I bet you want to get out of here."
Cole nodded. "Yeah, you have no idea."
Supper over, Cole was glad he had made it through the day without having to do anything to make Tony happy. They exchanged a couple of looks in the recreation room but nothing had happened.
"Decided to give you a day off," Tony finally whispered as the lights blinked and all the guys headed back to their rooms for the night.
Cole didn't reply.
"I'll see you at breakfast," Tony smiled.
The way he had said it left little doubt that the next morning Tony would have more than food on his mind.
Cole ate his breakfast in silence. Tony was sitting across the table from him.
"Ready to be my girlfriend?" Tony grinned.
Cole's stomach turned. He stared at the table. "You touch me and I'll tell the guards," Cole finally whispered.
"You do, and the first time I get you alone I'll beat you so bad you won't wake up for a week," Tony replied.
Cole looked up and stared into Tony's green eyes. "You don't want to get it that way," he said confidently, "sure, you want to be in control, but you don't want to hurt me."
Tony snickered, "Is that right?"
"Yeah."
"So what gives you that idea?"
"I can tell," Cole shrugged.
Tony sat back, seemingly amused. "You have no idea how bad I could hurt you."
Cole looked him in the eyes again, "Yeah, but you'd like it better if I was willing."
"I would, huh?"
"Yeah, you would!"
"So what's the deal?" Tony said with some attitude.
"You find a way to help Sammy."
Tony pushed his chair back and stared at Cole.
Cole imagined this was what it might be like negotiating a street deal, though he never had done anything like it before.
"So, I help Sammy and you give it up? Just like that?"
Cole nodded.
"What if I decide to just take it? I can fuck your ass any time I want! I might even hand you over to a few of my boys."
Cole looked around the room. Several staffers were well within ear shot. "And I can scream really loud," Cole said with a slight upturn of his mouth, showing a hint of a smile. "Then they'd have to do something," he glanced at a pair guarding the door, "and not just stand around."
There was silence as each seemed to size up the other. As the saying goes, they were eyeball to eyeball. But it was Tony that blinked.
"I get what I want first," Tony's voice was firm.
Cole felt a shiver run up his spine, he knew exactly what that meant. He'd soon be feeling a dick in his ass. "Your word that Sammy gets cut loose from Delayne!"
Tony moved his head ever so slightly, `yes'.
"Okay, I'm all yours," Cole said softly, the deal made.
Tony spent almost all his school time deciding how, where and when he was going to fuck Cole. He didn't want it to be something that was hurried, so that meant it had to be after supper and before bed. He knew some of the kids took books to their rooms to read, so it wasn't unusual if a few kids were absent from the recreation area. "Tonight," he smiled.
As Tony had guessed, Cole had been assigned to the laundry. Five of the twenty boys were responsible for seeing to it that sheets, pillow cases, towels, underwear, and jumpsuits were washed, run through dryers, folded, and distributed. A staffer kept a close watch that the machines were used correctly and the right amounts of detergent, bleach, and softener were used.
Cole pushed a wheeled clothes hamper from the `dirty clothes' side of the room over to the industrial size washer.
"Use gloves," the staffer said and tossed a pair of heavy rubber ones to Cole. "You don't know what's on those sheets," he chuckled.
"Oh yeah I do," Cole thought, I put some of it there last night." But instead of shooting his mouth off, he looked at the guy and mumbled a quick, "Thanks." Then he loaded the machine.
After finishing with the washer he was told to help another kid unload a dryer.
"Hear you and Tony are getting married tonight," the kid laughed softly.
"What?"
The other kid leaned closer. I'm supposed to stand by your room and make sure no one disturbs your honeymoon."
Cole blushed.
"Oh, by the way, I'm Brendan," the kid smiled.
Cole didn't know what to say.
"Tony told me to tell you he wants you to make sure you're ready to go."
Cole wasn't sure he knew what the kid was talking about.
"Just after work detail, tell one of the guards you don't feel good. Ask to go to the infirmary. When you get there tell the guy you haven't taken a dump since you got here. Tell him your stomach hurts."
Now, Cole really was confused.
"They don't mess with pills. He'll give you something to take back to your room. When you get there, you open it and stick it up your butt."
Cole gave the kid an embarrassed look and checked to see if anyone was watching.
"You take a dump, rinse the thing out, put some water in it and do it all over again. After that, head for the shower room."
Cole couldn't look the kid in the eyes.
"Got it?" the kid whispered.
Cole nodded.
Brendan snickered. "Have fun," and then he was off to do other things.
The walk from the infirmary to his dorm room seemed to be ten miles long. There was no way that Cole could hide the slender carton or the fact that it contained a disposable enema.
At least half the kids in the dorm saw him.
There had been a few whispered comments, some knowing grins, and one cat call, but Tony must have spread the word because it was a surprisingly muted response to something that would have otherwise have set the place off.
God, how he wished he could close his door and hide, but it was against the rules. "It's for Sammy," he thought, tossing the box onto his bed and starting to get undressed.
"Put some of this on your butt hole," the young medic had instructed and handed over a foil wrapped pinch of lubricant, "then follow the directions," he had said pointing to a picture on the box.
Back in his room Cole pulled his briefs down in the back and applied the cool gel to his hole. He used his middle finger to spread it around. He climbed onto his bed and lay face down. He raised his ass up, and scooted his briefs down. He laid there, ass up, getting up the nerve to do the rest.
Finally he rolled to his left side. He pulled the cap from the enema and reached back. He pushed the tip between his cheeks and found his hole. He paused, and then gave it a slow push. The thing slid easily up his rear end. His cock jerked when it hit a spot in there. He felt himself getting hard as he squeezed the soft container and a steady stream of liquid filled his rectum. He left it in for a minute and then carefully pulled it back out. He idly stroked his cock as he waited for the stuff to do its job.
Five minutes later he got a strong urge and hurried to the can.
"It's for Sammy," he thought again as he emptied himself.
Tony looked around the recreation room from his place in one of the upholstered chairs in front of the television. All the other guys were doing their usual things. Cards, pool, reading. Cole was sitting in the last chair in the small circle of five in front of the flat screen. Tony wanted to make sure everything was just right. So he waited. Cole shifted nervously from time to time and looked over. Tony smiled back but didn't give him the signal.
Cole's eyes rolled. It was clear he wanted to get it over with.
Finally Tony decided the time was right. He stood and headed for the dorms. He looked over his shoulder, Cole was staring. He made an ever so slight motion with his head and Hemereling got up to follow.
Tony paused at the entrance to one of the other dorm rooms. "It's time," he said quietly and Brendan nodded, got up, and followed.
"Your room," Tony told Cole as the boy drew closer.
"Why mine?" Cole whined.
"I want you to remember you were in your own bed when you got it the first time." Tony smiled.
With Brendan a few feet from the door standing watch, Tony stroked his cock in preparation. Cole was totally naked, face down and ass up. The slender youth was gorgeous. His jet black hair contrasted nicely with his flawless skin. He was just starting to show definition in his arms, and his ass was fucking incredible.
"What are you, about 5'8?"
"Yeah," Cole answered, looking back over his shoulder. "One forty five," he added, as if expecting that would be Tony's next question.
"That's the way you want it then? Face down like that?"
Cole partially buried his head into the pillow and nodded.
Tony had managed to steal some lube from the medic, so Cole would be fortunate to have something better than hand cream. He wrapped a slippery fist around his shaft and then added an extra measure to the head.
Climbing onto the bed, Tony straddled Cole's waist, a leg on either side and leaned over. "Did you like it that first day when the guy put his finger in here?" he whispered in Cole's ear as he slipped his hand between the kid's cheeks and touched his hole.
Cole shifted uncomfortably; his cock firming up, as if in answer to Tony's question.
Tony sat back, pulled Cole's ass open and looked at the kid's pucker. It was hairless, pink, and now with a light coating of lube, looked very inviting.
Cole grunted softly when Tony's finger entered him.
"You got a cute ass," Tony whispered as he explored, his finger digging around in there.
Cole reached under himself and straightened out his dick.
Tony fucked his finger in and out a few times. It took him almost ten minutes of working first one and then two fingers into the boy before he was satisfied the kid's butt was ready. He wiped his hand on the mattress.
He spread Cole's legs apart with his knees and lay down on the boy's back. He playfully licked Cole's ear as he positioned his cock between the kid's soft cheeks. "Ready to get fucked?" he asked softly.
Cole buried his face a little deeper into the pillow.
"Aaaaaah!" Cole howled. Tony had been applying pressure and had finally forced the head of his cock through the kid's tightly clenched entrance and into his butt. Cole bit into his pillow as Tony pushed the thing in further.
Tony felt the ring of Cole's ass close down. But he slowly and steadily pushed harder, knowing it was better to get it all in than to pull back.
"You're doing great," Tony grunted as he rose up slightly, planted his knees, and used his hips. His next thrust managed to slide a few more inches into the boy.
Cole struggled, rolling his ass from side to side. But Tony's weight held him firmly in place. "You want me to help Sammy, right?" Tony groaned, pushing deeper, his cock now more than half-way there.
Cole stopped struggling, and settled down.
"Thought so," Tony moaned and continued on.
Tony licked at Cole's ear again, pulled back slightly, and then drilled in further. The kid's hole was incredibly tight. Each time he thrust a little deeper, until at last he was in all the way. "You got it all," he moaned as he stopped to take a breath.
Cole spit the corner of the pillow out of his mouth and with both hands clenching the sheets grunted two words, "more lube."
"Okay, I guess," Tony sighed and reluctantly pulled out.
"It feels like a telephone pole going up my ass," Cole whimpered, looking over his shoulder.
"Be glad I'm not as big as Delayne," Tony chuckled, squirting more lube on himself. "Ready?"
Cole gave Tony a pleading look. "Can I stand up?"
"Doesn't matter to me."
Cole stood, looked around the small room, and stepped to the sink. He grabbed it and bent over. "Okay," he sighed softly, "go for it."
Whether it was the new position or the extra lube, things went easier the second time. Tony's cock slid in to the hilt with an easy push. Tony held Cole by the waist, and when he felt the kid was ready, started to fuck.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh," Cole grunted each time Tony slammed in.
"You got a sweet ass," Tony groaned, recalling that earlier he had said the same thing about Cole's mouth. He pushed his cock up Cole's ass with enthusiasm.
The warm room and the sex combined to cause both boys to sweat. A light sheen covered both their bodies as Tony began pounding Cole's ass harder and harder.
"Fuck, this is nice," Tony exclaimed as he bent lower and put his legs into it. The sound of his balls slapping against Cole testified to the increasing intensity.
Tony looked down to where his cock pistoned between the boy's butt cheeks. He thought it was amazing to watch the thing as it slid in and out. He aimed his knob left and then right, trying to widen the hole. "Delayne thinks he knows how to fuck, but so do I," he thought as he reamed the kid.
No words were spoken as Tony kept at it, slamming in again and again.
After perhaps five minutes of pounding, Cole whimpered, "Yeah, fuck me!" The words surprised Tony and they may have surprised Cole as well.
"Like my dick in your ass?" Tony whispered.
"Yeah," Cole whimpered.
Tony wrapped his arms around Cole and hugged him close, pulling him up and back against his chest.
"Give it to me!" Cole grunted.
Tony happily fucked faster and harder.
Cole whispered another, "Fuck me," as Tony pulled back, and then drilled it home with enthusiasm. Cole liked this, liked it a lot.
It wasn't long before Tony felt himself nearing the end, his thrusts becoming hard and rapid-fire.
"Gonna cum," Tony moaned, thrusting upwards, deep into Cole's bowels. "Gonna cum!"
Cole leaned forward and reached for the sink. He pushed his ass back toward Tony. "Shove it up there," he grunted.
Three more thrusts and Tony let loose. Jet after jet of hot juice shot out the end of his dick and deep up Cole's ass.
"Jesusssssssss," Tony groaned and slammed in one last time. He felt the last spurt trickle out, and knew he was finished.
Cole shuddered. He reached for his cock and started pulling. Seconds later Tony pulled out.
"No," Cole whined, tossing his head back. He kept furiously pumping, his legs spread, his ass hole gaping.
Tony couldn't resist, he decided to help him out. He shoved a finger back up Cole's butt. He twisted it and fucked it in and out a couple of times reaching for the bump he knew every kid had in there someplace.
"Come on, bottom boy, shoot it," he quietly urged.
Cole moaned, and grunted.
Tony found the button and gave it a rub. Cole responded instantly.
"Ugh, ugh," Cole panted, finally going over the top. Three long ropes of cum spurted against the wall as he got off. He totally emptied his nuts.
Tony jammed his finger as far as he could reach into Cole's rear end and wiggled it one last time as Cole whimpered. The kid pushed back on it, a few last drops dribbled out of his dick and fell to the floor.
Moments later it was all over.
"You really are a little bitch," Tony whispered as Cole turned around. But when he said it, it was with a tender smile.
Cole blushed, and unable to hold back, stepped into Tony's arms.
Tony hugged him gently and rubbed his back.
Cole pulled back slightly and looked up.
It seemed to be what they both wanted. The boy's kissed. It was deep, full, and loving; not urgent or needy. Cole thought that it was amazing.
After several long moments, Tony pulled away, a look of confusion on his face.
Brendan, still by the door, had seen it all. "Fuck! Are you queer?" he asked Tony.
Tony looked at him, speechless.
End of chapter two, would love to hear from readers. If you want to see the story continue write to me with comments and suggestions for future chapters. Playbuddy123@yahoo.com thanks, Jon.