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IN THE HOLE - PART 2
The situation was hopeless but I wanted to find a way out. I really fancied Pete and many times during the night I would lie in my bunk, fantasizing about what we would do together. How I would start by gently lifting his cock out of his jeans and licking it from tip to base before taking it into my mouth. I would suck him until he creamed in my mouth, then I would swallow every drop until his cock was completely empty. After that he would kneel on the bunk and let me enter him from behind. It was a fantastic dream but nothing more.
I didn't worry about it until one day when we were having a break and he was sitting opposite me. He grinned at me over his mug of coffee, then slid his hand down his belly to his crotch. He fondled the bulge in his pants and I watched it swell until it threatened to rip the fabric. He grinned at me, showing his flashing white teeth and flicking his tongue out. I looked round to make sure no one else had seen him, but there was no one near enough. I should have turned away and ignored him but I couldn't.
" It's no good," I told him. "Jake would kill us both."
He moved across and sat next to me. 'Don't worry about it, Bob. I'll fix it with Jake. I've seen you watching me and I could tell from your expression that you fancied me. I'm as horny as hell for you, so let's do something about it. just leave it to me, I'll fix it."
When I got back to my cell that night, Jake sat up straight away. I was pleased to see he didn't look mad at all.
There's a blond kid down in the carpenters shop who wants to ball you, kid. How do you feel about it? -
"I didn't encourage him, Jake," I said, trying to keep the shake out of my voice. 'Nothing happened, he just said he fancied me. We didn't do anything."
Jake laughed. "Stop shitting yourself. Nobody said you'd done anything wrong. All I asked was, how do you feel about it? If you want him to ball you, or you feel like sucking his balls dry, it's okay by me. So, what do you think?" I grinned with relief. 'Sure, Jake. Sure. I like him.'
'Okay, kid. just one thing. The professor has this thing about watching guys getting it together. When you fix something up with this guy, just let the professor know and he'll be there to watch. That's all I ask, okay?-
It seemed like a funny arrangement but it didn't worry me if somebody else was watching, and it was one way in which I could fuck Pete in perfect safety.
I told Pete the following day. He dismissed it with a shrug of his shoulders. "Told you it would be okay. You just have to know how to handle the situation. How about getting it together tonight in my cell?"
It all seemed too good to be true. As soon as I got back to my cell, I told the professor about it. He seemed to be more eager than I was. I could hardly wait for the time to pass and I had an extra good shower. By the time I was ready to go to Pete's cell, I was dithering like a schoolboy on his first date. I had to control myself, otherwise I could almost have come in my pants, and I didn't want to waste a drop like that.
The professor and myself made our way to Pete's cell, which was on the next landing to ours. He was waiting for me by the cell door. He'd obviously bribed the guards because there wasn't a single one in sight, The professor sat on one of the bunks as if waiting for the start of a movie show. Pete must have known of the arrangement because he acted as if there was just the two of us there.
He started to undress me as soon as I walked into the cell. It hadn't been part of my plan but he obviously enjoyed doing it so I let him. By the time I was naked, my cock was rock-hard and throbbing with pent-up emotion. I could have fucked a solid wall, the way I felt, and it was Pete's ass that was going to reap the benefit. When he had stripped me, Pete sank to the floor in front of me. His fingers closed around my throbbing cock and guided it to his warm, soft mouth.
I've been sucked off before but never like that. Pete had a mouth like a warm honey-pot, with the suction of a vacuum cleaner. I'd wanted to fuck his mouth but the feeling he gave me was so exquisite that it was all I could do to just stand there and take it. I almost came within the first few seconds, but he was an expert and made me hold back until he was ready to let me shoot.
When that moment came, I let go with the biggest wad of cum I'd ever shot. Pete took the lot and even managed to suck out a few extra drops I didn't know I had in me. My flaccid cock slid from between his lips and instantly I was on my knees in front of him. I knew I couldn't hope to give him the same pleasure he had given me, but I was going to give it a damn good try.
His cock was long and heavy, throbbing like a racing car engine and oozing drops of pre-cum from its single eye. I took it in one hand, then cradled his balls in the other. They were heavy and full of cum, and the skin was tight like a drum around them. I flicked out my tongue to taste that metallic flavor I always found in someone else's cum. The drops rolled across my tongue and I savored them before letting them slide down my throat.
My lips closed around the bulbous head of his cock and I felt him shudder with ecstasy as he pushed forward with his hips. I opened my mouth wide, letting him push deep into my throat. The blood-gorged veins rasped across my lips as he pushed deeper and deeper into my throat. I hadn't been prepared for such deep-throating right away, but I managed to take it. By the time his hairy balls pushed against my lips, the tip of his cock seemed to be driving into my belly. I grabbed his buns, letting him know it was okay to go as deep as he wanted to.
I saw a movement to one side and swivelled my eyes to see what was going on. The professor was leaning against the bars, his rigid cock gripped between his fingers and a took of pure lustful pleasure on his face. His eyes were wide open, but instead of being on the passage outside the cell, they were fixed on what he could see of Pete's cock as it thrust in and out of my mouth. What the hell, I thought. If the guy wants to jack off while I'm giving head to Pete, why should I object. As long as he doesn't object, why not let him carry on?
I settled down to the serious business of repaying Pete for the pleasure he had just given me, pushing the professor and every- thing else from my mind. I knew it wasn't going to take long because Pete was pistoning my throat like there was no to- morrow. My own cock had regained its original hardness and I slipped one hand down to it to ease the persistent ache.
Pete groaned and the speed of his thrusts increased. I tensed myself for the torrent of cum I knew would soon fill me, and I didn't have long to wait. He gave a loud groan that I felt sure could be heard all over the prison, then his cock erupted. Hot, tart cum gushed down my throat and I swallowed eagerly. I milked every last drop before letting his cock slide limply from my mouth.
By now I was ready for a good fuck. Pete wasn't about to suck me off again, I could tell by the glazed look on his face and the haziness of his eyes. The professor had just come all over the cell floor and I sure as hell didn't fancy him anyway. I stood up and pushed Pete down so that he was on all fours. He knew what was coming and maybe didn't want it, but he was in no condition to do anything about it just at that moment.
I knelt down between his legs and eased his knees apart. His ass sure looked good to me although I'd already been sucked off well and good only minutes before. I was as horny as hell again and nothing was going to stop me fucking that ass.
He was as tight as a drum but I knew some of that was due to fear that I would hurt him. My cock isn't massive, but it's big enough to frighten the shit out of a guy with a tight ass and Pete was nervous. I spat on my fingers then rubbed it into my cock; that would have to do for now and Pete would have to take his chances. I eased my cock end into his asshole, pressing firmly but slowly so that I gave his ass time to get used to it.
Once past that tight ring, it wasn't too bad and I heard Pete give a sigh of relief as my length began to ride into him. He sure was tight but I kept up a steady pressure and eventually felt my balls nestling against his ass-cheeks. We both relaxed then, knowing the worst was over, and the rest would be pure enjoyment. I gave him maybe a half-minute before I got to work. His ass was tight but that made it even better-it was almost like fucking a virgin, only one with plenty of experience.
Pete loved it as I rammed into him and on every stroke he pushed backwards to meet me. Nobody could have stood that for long and within seconds I felt the cum building up inside my balls, ready to shoot into that sexy ass. Pete sensed I was ready to come and he began to increase the speed with which his ass moved. I'd started off by fucking him but now he was fucking me, and making a damn good job of it.
There was a sudden release of tension as I filled his ass with cum. Pete ground his buns against me as gout after gout shot up his writhing ass. I was completely drained as I pulled from him and turned to where the professor lay slumped against the bars.
At the side of him I saw a pair of prison-issue boots, brightly polished with not a mark on them. I didn't need to look any further to know it was one of the bulls. How long he'd been there, I don't know, but he couldn't have failed to see me with my cock up Pete's ass. We were in for trouble, all three of us.
Five minutes later we were all in the governor's office. Pete and me were bollock-naked, but the professor stood there fully clothed, with his limp cock dangling where he'd left it. The governor looked at us as though we were three piles of shit. He studied us from behind his desk, walked up and down behind us with hands folded behind his back, stopped now and then within inches of us, drilling holes in the backs of our heads with his eyes. He didn't speak a word and it was unnerving.
Finally he sat down and looked straight at us. Then he nodded to the guard who pushed me towards the door. I waited outside while he gave Pete and the professor a real roasting. I heard him tell them they were going to do twenty-eight days in solitary and there would be a loss of privileges. They marched out and as they passed, the professor gave me a wink and whispered, "Brace yourself, kid."
I didn't know what he meant but it didn't take me long to find out.
When I was marched in, the guards left me, then went out again immediately. The governor sat on the corner of his desk, smiling. As the door dosed behind the guards, he stood up and walked across to me.
'You a faggot, kid?" I kept my mouth firmly shut; I knew better than to answer. "Are you a faggot, a queer, or do you just like fucking assholes?"
I stood rigid as he walked around the back of me. He stopped and I could feel the heat of his breath on the back of my neck. "You ever sucked a real cock, or had a man's cock up your ass? You mother-fucking son-of-a-bitch, you are about to find out what it's all for."
He kicked the back of my knees with the side of his boot and I dropped to my knees. Before I could move he got around to the front of me, pulled down his zip and whipped out the great- granddaddy of all pricks. I swear I've never seen anything like it, not even on a donkey. I only had a second to think about it, because as soon as it was out he lifted my chin up and stuck that thing in my mouth. It wouldn't go down my throat, nothing that big had a chance of doing that, but he stuffed as much as he could into my mouth. My jaws ached they were stretched so wide, and my tongue was flattened to the floor of my mouth by the sheer size of his cock.
He let it lie there while the juices in my mouth lubricated it, then he pulled it out and moved round the back of me. One kick on my ass sent me down with my face in the dust. Jesus, I thought, he's never going to try to get that thing up me? I was wrong!
I felt a wet finger slide up my ass, pushing and twisting to loosen it up. Another one followed, then a third and fourth, and finally he was fisting me with a ferocity that threatened to tear my ass apart.
His fist slid out of me and I tensed myself for what I knew was coming. The thought of that great hunk of meat driving into my ass was almost too much to bear, but there was nothing I could do about it. I guess that if I'd tried to get out or fought against it, the governor would have brought in guards to hold me down, and maybe even let them fuck me first. I wasn't about to let that happen, because I knew that when it was all over, the governor would still stick his lump of meat up my ass, so I'd everything to lose.
Nothing happened for a while and I knew he was playing with me, hoping I would break. I gritted my teeth and waited. I didn't wait long. Two hands gripped my buns and dragged them apart, almost splitting my ass-hole. Then the knob of his cock pressed against my hole. I screamed as he drove it into me. I knew there was only around fourteen inches of it but I swear it was coming out of the top of my head. I felt my ass split again. It was still sore from my previous fucking, but that was nothing compared to this. That oversized cock thrust into me, stretching my asshole wider than I would have thought possible and pushing my organs aside as it tore through my body.
Finally he stopped and waited, while I gulped in air that had been driven out of my lungs with shock and pain. I hung there on his cock, waiting for him to disembowel me with it. I felt like begging him to finish it, to fuck me and get it over with, but I knew that would be fatal. He would have enjoyed playing with me and making my agony last.
He started to move and I felt the thick lump of meat rubbing against the sides of my asshole as he eased slowly out. When he pushed in again it was easier, because by now I was stretched to my capacity. His rhythm increased and I was dragged back and forth, unable to hold on to anything. By the time he got up to full speed, I'd given up trying and just hung like a wet rag. It didn't matter any longer. He was in a world of his own as he fucked away madly.
After what seemed like hours he came. He must have splashed around two gallons of cum into me, but I no longer cared. He finally pulled out of me, stood up and kicked me towards the door. I dragged my pants on and fastened my belt, just grateful to be away from that cock. He stopped me just as I got to the door.
"The rule is, kid. Don't get caught sucking, fucking, or generally assholing about. I told you before, keep your nose clean. By the way, I liked your ass, it was real sweet. We'll have to do it again, sometime. I'll let you know."
I got out, quick. One dose of that cock was more than enough for me. From now on I wasn't about to get caught doing any- thing. I was going to be one of the good guys.
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