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Written By
David Spowart
Edited by
J Matlock
"My Actions Led to this Consequence"
Part 3
Dodge sat quietly in solitary, hoping he would be okay until morning; but he knew that would not be the case. He heard them before he saw the hatch open.
"Stay seated" Lewis instructed.
The door was unlocked and Lewis and Cairns walked inside, both smirking as they stalked their young prey.
"Stand up, boy" demanded Cairns, as he was now standing next to Lewis.
Dodge knew not to argue. He knew he just had to survive until Monday morning. He would admit the charge and take whatever punishment was forced upon him, so he stood up.
"Turn the fuck around" Cairns again demanded.
He walked over and rubbed the back of Dodges ass. "Yeah, broken in today" Lewis added, as he was the one watching Leroy fuck him earlier.
"Yeah, he has a fuck worthy ass" Cairns added.
"Fucking turnaround and drop to your knees boy!" Lewis demanded, slapping the back of his head sharply.
Dodge again did as instructed.
Lewis grabbed the back of Dodges head and pulled him into his crotch. "Sniff it, you cunt" he yelled, and Dodge breathed in hard, making sure Lewis heard him.
Lewis then undid his belt and zipper on his trousers; Dodges face never leaving his crotch, as Cairns pressed Dodges face hard into Lewis's exposed cock.
"You do as you are told and perhaps we will not tell the nightshift you are a willing cocksucker boy!" Lewis snickered out.
He pulled his rock hard dick fully from the confines of his briefs and rubbed the pre-cum into Dodges face. "Lick it boy" demanded Cairns, as he again pressed Dodges face into Lewis.
"He fucking loves it". Cairns, like Lewis, was getting hard at their dominance over the young street punk.
"Suck it" demanded Lewis, and a defeated Dodge opened his mouth again to suck yet another cock. All that was going through his head, except for cock, was the thought...just survive.
Cairns, watching his workmate fuck the young punks mouth, with power, shoved 2 fingers into his asshole.
"Ahhh Fuck!!!" Dodge screamed as Lewis's cock came out of his mouth. Lewis slapped him across his face, causing him to yelp again.
"Don't ever stop sucking my dick unless I give permission, understand, you piece of shit?" Lewis warned, and Cairns snickered as he added a third finger.
"Got the rubbers?" He asked Lewis.
"Back pocket" he replies.
"Yeah, I would love to dump my load into this bitch; but he looks like a scruffy piece of shit, and God only knows who has fucked him" Cairns replies, and Dodge was crying inside. He knew he had to change his ways, or this...this would be his life; servicing guys like Lewis and Cairns, and other prisoners, like CJ and Leroy. He didn't want that...no, he fucking most definitely did not want that.
He felt Cairns push into him. He wanted to scream in pain, but he knew if he did, he would get another hard and probably worse slap from Lewis. He just closed his eyes, sucked cock and dreamed of Monday.
"Oh, his ass is tight... fuck; my wife's cunt used to be this tight" Cairns informs Lewis, ignoring anything that Dodge was trying to say.
"Go on, pound that cunt" Instructed Lewis, and Cairns picked up the pace as he indeed punished poor Dodges sore ass.
"Get ready boy, swallow my jizz, don't fucking spit" Lewis yelled into his ear. He could yell, as the guards in charge of this part of the correctional facility were cock deep in Dodge.
"Here I go...ahhhhhhh...fuck!!!!!!!....Yeah, suck that shit" yelled Lewis, as he blew hard and deep into Dodges mouth. "Keep milking me, bitch!" he added, as Dodge was sobbing around his tormentors cock.
Lewis's cock popped out of Dodges mouth, but he received no rest. Cairns, after pounding his ass hard, had withdrawn and removed the condom. He moved and pushed past Dodges lips; Dodge just closed his eyes and started sucking.
"Yeah...Fucking suck me ...you bitch" Cairns yelled, as he began to fuck Dodges face hard, his lips now swollen and sore.
"Yeah, use your tongue...come on, it's not the first cock you've sucked... You're an experienced cocksucker, now fucking suck" Cairns demanded.
"Yeah, that's better, bitch" he praised Dodge for blowing him better. It was praise that Dodge was not proud of. He hated what was happening, and now knew he was responsible for being in the situation; he was just suffering the consequences of his own actions and this was the result.
"Survive, just do what you have to do, and survive" he said to himself, as Cairns had forced his way into his throat; and he was gagging on every stroke. Cairns had no sympathy for the punk. He had gotten himself arrested for being a thief, and he was just doing what he though was a suitable punishment.
"Not long now, boy" Cairns told him. He was about to be fed yet another load of spunk. "Yeah, you missed dinner; well, here's supper" he laughed, as he was about to blow.
"Ahhh Yeahhhhh fuckkkk...drink that cum boy, don't waste any of it" He screamed, as his body shook with a powerful orgasm.
Dodge never got aroused during this entire ordeal. He was ashamed at what he was becoming, a prison cum dump; and he vowed never to return to this place, not if he could help it, anyway.
The two sated guards dressed and left Dodge exhausted and sweaty, lying on the floor. They made him take all of their cum into his mouth and swallow, for two reasons; evidence and power.
"Might see you later" Lewis added, and closed and locked the door.
Some hours later the door was being opened and Dodge began to panic, he was somewhat relieved when a tall muscular African American came in carrying a tray of food.
"Cotter, stand up" the black guard instructed.
Dodge, now, getting used to taking orders, stood. "Here, take your tray and eat, I'll be back later to collect it" he added.
"Thank you, sir" Dodge replied.
The officer smiled and left the cell. Dodge ate his food and it tasted good, the sour taste of cum vanishing as he devoured every morsel.
He was lying on his bunk when the guard returned to collect the used tray and asked if Dodge was okay. They talked for a short while and then he left to do his rounds.
Around midnight he heard the hatch open and close. He heard the keys open the door. He turned and saw the guard standing there.
"Okay, you can have a shower, now" Officer Gill informed.
"Okay, I don't need one" Dodge replied.
"It wasn't a request, now move" he responded.
Dodge stood up and followed Gill to the showers. He walked in and Gill passed him soap and told him to hurry and clean up; he had rounds to do.
Dodge stood and stripped and stood under the showerhead. He remembered this incident with CJ, and the fucking he received from Leroy; the shower pipe being inserted into his ass to clean him out, he began to sob. He was so lost in thought, he never heard Gill come into the shower room.
"Cairns told me you had a nice ass" he said, and Dodge turned around and saw Gill naked. Naked, and hard, his dick was fucking enormous.
"Well, you know how this goes, don't you boy?" he smirked.
"Please sir, no more...please" he cried.
"Look, I'll say this once; you get what you reap in life, and well, let's say I dispense my own kind of justice. Punks like you fuckers need to learn their place in a decent society. You low life's, well, let me just say, your place is on your knees, sucking off your betters" he replied, and began to stroke himself harder.
"Now, do I have to put you on your knees, or are you going to comply?" Gill smirks, and again Dodge was on his knees, ready to suck cock.
"Cairn's said you swallowed his meat, we'll see if you can take my fucking meat" he smirks and pushes his 11`` cock into his mouth.
"Mmmmmmm boy..Yeah, use your tongue...Mmmmmm yeah, that's it." He, like Cairns had done earlier, praised Dodge for sucking his cock well; and, like before, it was praise not welcomed.
Some five minutes later, he was fucking Dodges mouth like a cheap hooker on a Saturday night, each stroke driven deeper. Dodge's mouth was stretched and hurting. Gill, however, did not give a shit; he was getting his rocks off and in some fashion.
"Yeah, boy, better than my old lady" he adds, and again that just disgusted Dodge even more.
"Fucking stand up" he demanded.
Dodge, now totally submissive and still intent on just surviving, did as instructed.
"Place your hands on the tiles bitch, above your fucking head" he added, and Dodge complied. Gill then went over and slid his hand between the cheeks of his ass and pushed in two fingers, twisting as he went.
"Yeah, Cairns busted that pussy wide open" he snickered, as he inserted a third finger and twisted as he went. "Yeah, that's a nice pussy; daddy needs to fuck that hole wide open" Gill adds, not really talking to Dodge.
He stood behind him, flexing his cock between Dodges ass cheeks and brushing over the now busted hole. He pressed and the head popped in. Dodge screamed in agony; Gill was just too big.
"Yeah, you will remember me, boy" Gill adds as he shoves deep and hard, without mercy or pity. He does not wait for Dodge to adjust to his size, he just thrusts hard and quick and deep. "Fuck, yeah, bitch. Nice pussy, boy; Cairns wasn't kidding" he tells him as he pounds hard and deep.
For the next, and longest, 8 minutes of Dodges life, he was fucked and fucked and fucked; no mercy at any point. He now blamed himself and nobody else. His cocksure street smarts had not served him well. It brought him to this; bent over, hands on tiles, and an eleven inch black cock breeding his ass like he owned it. Right now, at this point in time, he did.
Gill pulled out and shoved Dodge to his knees, and came all over his face. He shot into his mouth, his hair and his nose. He was instructed to clean his cock; and, as he did so, Gill humiliated him even more as he began to piss into his mouth.
"Yeah, drink my piss, bitch" he demanded.
He washed his hair in golden streams of piss. He collapsed and began to sob, but Gill continued to drain his bladder until he finished.
"You've got two minutes to clean yourself up, bitch" he laughed, as he picked up his own clothes and left, farting, just to add to the already dank aroma filling the room.
Tomorrow was Sunday; just get through that day and satisfy the judge, and, hopefully, put an end to his torment. He didn't need another wake up call. His parents were right, and he will tell them so, as soon as this was over.
Dodge, broken and confused, struggling to hold himself together, was returned to his solitary cell. A few hours later he was escorted back to his cellmates, and he just collapsed on his bed.
"Dodge, you okay?" Leroy asked, as Stick looked on. Dodge was catatonic, saying nothing, just staring at the wall.
"Must have fucked him up big style" Stick said, looking at Leroy.
"Dodge, you'd better snap out of this shit soon, CJ is not going to let yesterday slide" Leroy added.
After what seemed like an age, Dodge bolted upright and declared.
"I don't give a fuck about that piece of shit, bring it on. As of right now, I will fucking snap his neck" Dodge yelled, not giving a shit who heard him.
"What happened in solitary?" Stick asked.
"You know what happened" Dodge spat out in a bitter tone.
"Dodge, come on, man" Leroy berated.
"Don't call me fucking Dodge, that idiot is dead. My name is Darren Cotter, you can call me Darren. My mother gave me that name" He demanded.
"Look, you fucking shit, I am trying to keep you alive here; just be cool, okay?" Leroy remonstrated, and could see that Dodge was a little fucked up in the head.
Dodge just lay back down, grabbed his pillow and hugged tight, and slowly began to sob. His mental state was being attacked on all fronts, and the only help coming his way were from the two guys who he sucked off on his first night and fucked on the second day...friends, who needs friends like those,...he did!
Dodge somehow drifted off to sleep. He had had a tough night; he knew this would be hopefully, his last day in here. He knew that if he was brought back here, he would indeed die here. Being a bitch for someone was not in the cards for Darren Cotter, no fucking way.
He was close to his breaking point. He had been dealt one of life's tough lessons, and, for the first time in years, he wanted his mother.
To be continued.
Okay I know I stated that this was going to be 3 chapters and well it isn't, it looks like 4, I will see where my imagination takes me with Dodge. Comments at davidspowart3@hotmail.com or tweet me @DavidSpowart.
David