Piedmont Penitentiary is an old turn of the century prison nick named "The HOLE" on the outskirts of Philadelphia in the Valley Forge section of Pennsylvania, which was built to hold up to 500 convicted inmates. Today it holds nearly 1500, 3 times it's intended population. Over crowding means there are 2 to 3 men or more per cell, which was originally built to house just one. The plumbing is old and rusted, the walls are crumbly, the foundation is corroded, and morale is low. Inmates and Officers complain of conditions, but more complaints are lost to the board of directors. Politicians that look to line their pockets before updating repairs for inmates, run the board. No one cares if convicted criminals complain about "unfair" living conditions. They were incarcerated for punishment, not comfort. Most tax payers see them as animals that need to be locked up off the streets. They are forgotten and unwanted members of society, -the scary and depraved. Whatever happens to them behind bars is more than likely deserved!
The HOLE/68 PRISON PLANTATION-1
PRELUDE
Malik Jones awoke in the back of a black van, his head and hands locked in an old fashion wooden stockade, his ankles chained and shackled to the base of the van floor. Immediately Malik became acutely aware that he was being fucked anally from behind. He couldn't see who was fucking him, but by the volume of cum dripping from his abused asshole, he knew that it wasn't the first dick to fuck him since his unconscious state.
He could tell that they were moving as the van bumped along the road doing about 50 to 60 mph. Malik started to get a sense of his surroundings, even though he couldn't turn his head to see behind him.
Off to the side he could see former officer (turned convict) Joseph Justine equally shackled to the floor of the moving van. On his back, he was currently being fucked up the ass by a white man who held Justine's knees pushed all the way up to his shoulders, doubling him in half as the man did pushups into the ex-officer's ass.
From behind Malik could hear the continuous grunts of officer Cortez, who was undoubtedly also shackled and fucked by another man out of Malik's sight range. Ball gags kept all three prisoners from speaking or screaming aloud.
"aww..., aww fuck, yeah..., aww yeah this's some good, good ass!" groaned the man fucking Malik. Malik could feel him gripping his waist tighter as he fucked harder into his bare ass, driving his dick ever deeper as the cum sloshing around inside him made fucking easier.
"Niggers always have good asses to fuck..." said one of the other men (the one fucking Cortez). "But this Rican bitch is tight as a motherfucker! I don't think he's had the experience the other two've had with cock!"
Cortez grunted aloud as his rapist picked up the pace and started fucking him savagely. He liked the idea of breaking in the Rican spic, shoving his thick white cock all the way up into the inmate's ass as he grabbed him tightly about the shoulders in doggy position, cumming a geyser of hot steamy cum up the Rican's sore and ravaged ass.
Malik heard the man cumming inside Cortez just as the man fucking him turned up the speed. He hammered hard into Malik's asshole with hard deep strokes until his dick finally expanded and started hosing ropes of thick clogging cum deep into Malik's massaging canal.
Not far away the man fucking Justine speared his long cock all the way up into the ex-cop's anal chute and came, firing round after round of rich gooey sperm into his loosened cum clogged colon. The man shook and trembled as if having seizures as his orgasm hit, losing all of his precious man-seed into Justine's juicy bowels. Just then the van stopped as the 3 rapists removed their cocks and began to get dressed.
"Alright girls..., end of the line!" said the driver, pulling open the back doors as the bright morning sun beamed into the previously darkened van, --stinging the prisoner's eyes.
The 3 men began to unlock the prisoners from the floor of the van, but kept them draped in shackled chains to keep them from fighting and trying to bolt for freedom. "Welcome to your new home away from home, ladies..." said the man, a rather large oversized potbelly man wearing a mid-western policemen's uniform. "...welcome to the Prison Plantation!!" he smiled, as Malik, Cortez, and Justine took in the small mid-western town of predominately white settlers.
Pt-1
The three new arrivals were roughly escorted (naked and gagged) from the van, and taken into the back of one of the town's Official Buildings where they were forced to submit to a shower. Men dressed in rubber rain gear washed them thoroughly with brillo pads, scrapping the steel wool against their skins.
After cleaning they were taken into a doctor's office where they each were given a complete physical. The Doctor (along with his assistants) checked the men's height, weight, body fat, eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and teeth (removing the gags) before forcing them to bend over to bare their asses. When either Malik or Maleece tried to explain their innocence, they were viscously slapped back into compliance and re-gagged as the Process continued.
The Doctor used his fingers to examine each inmate's asshole, shoving his greased gloved digits as far up their asses as their sphincters would allow. The Doctor checked their prostates to make sure that they were healthy specimens and not facing serious ailments, as well as the elasticity of their holes.
Maleece (the Puerto Rican inmate) was fitted in the best physical condition, with his asshole being the tightest of the three as the Doctor eased his curious finger in and out of his hole. The Doctor believed Maleece might had still had been a virgin, if not for the obvious rape he occurred during transport. The Physician anointed Maleece's sore irritated hole with ointment to soothe his pain and relieve some of the swelling of his anus. Malik (the African American inmate) was given the next best bill of health. The Doctor could tell by the shape of Malik's colon that he was quite used to using his anus to pleasure men. In fact the good Doctor used three fingers in Malik's ass, twisting and turning them to test the limits of his ring. And finally Justine (the Caucasian inmate) was sighted in the worst physical shape of the three. The Doctor could easily tell by Justine's slim frail physique that he was malnourished and under weight (having lived in A-Block on a diet consisting mostly of sperm). When he checked the man's anus, he was shocked to see how badly abused it was. The swollen anal lips cracked open permanently as the ruined anal ring gave way. The Doctor was able to get all four of his fingers into Justine's ass easily, followed by his thumb, and with very little effort his entire fist. Justine groaned aloud as the Doctor pushed his entire hand up into his ass, forcing in well past the protective wrist of his rubber glove.
After the physical the three inmates were forced to submit blood and piss samples for the medical records. Just when they thought the degrading check-up was over, they were each strapped to 3 upright standing tables. The Doctor's assistants greased the three men's genitals before stroking them to full erections against their wills. Then the Doctor took measurements of the length and width of each man's dick, as well as the heft and weight of their full ball sacks. Once done his assistants fitted the prisoner's greased cocks through a circular hole and latched them inside a tube with a long hose connected to a portable generator.
Both Maleece and Malik looked at each other with frightened expressions as the machine was turned on, and the tubes began to tighten around their cock bases. A suction started to make their cocks grow harder as the machine began to milk their manhoods and give them expanded erections.
Maleece struggled to break free when the machine started to suck. He couldn't take anymore degrading torture as he tried desperately to free his hands. He fought against the leather straps which held them firmly in place. His eyes widened when he heard the erotic groans of Joseph Justine, then saw his pulsating cock erupting semen straight into the tube. Justine groaned heavily as his natural essence was extracted from his body with force. Maleece then realized that the Doctor intended to milk them like horses, forcing them to submit semen samples for his tests.
Malik was the next to fall to the Doctor's expert sucking devise. He fought to keep from cumming, his muscles tensing under the strain as his dick suddenly swelled inside the suction tube. Maleece knew his friend was a goner when he saw the exquisite look of ecstasy on his face. Malik groaned aloud then his dick started to explode, losing it's precious seed as his cock released spurt after spurt into the machine's forceful jets.
Maleece watched Malik's body go limp after climax, the generator still pumping as the motor blared noisily throughout the room. Maleece became determined to be the only one who didn't give up his precious nectars to the manmade device. He refused to let the Doctor have the one resource he pledged to his lover alone. He tried to refocus his mind on other thoughts and not on the sensational suctioning happening to his cock. He thought of some of the worst things imaginable to keep from enjoying the pleasurable suction making his manhood feel good. Sweat started to break out on his brow as he began to lose the battle. Weakly he looked over at Malik and Justine to see what was in stored for him next after they forced out his load? He was horrid to see that his two companions were still hooked up to the milking machine, both still suffering the awful affects of its divine sucking.
Maleece felt his cock swell inside the clear plastic tube just as his balls released their load. White streaks of sperm could be seen being sucked down the tube's hose and into the machine (and into a test tube). Maleece moaned into the gag as he came hard and heavy, losing much of his energy along with the climax.
The Doctor suddenly appeared, taking notes and listening to Maleece's heart rate through a stethoscope.
One by one each man fell to the machine's sucking devices again, losing another round of loads to the machine for the Doctor to analyze. By now their cock needed rest, but the machine continued its awful suction, not allowing them to lose their erections for a single moment.
The third climaxes were bordering painful. Justine was the first to fall again as his sore red cock pulsated painfully, signaling his next orgasm. He cried exhaustedly into the mouth gag as his weak balls churned out a baby load of semen.
10 minutes later Malik (perspiring profusely) started to groan in agony as his balls too began to squeeze out the remnants of an orgasm. His head fell forward as the machine continued to suck his swollen cock.
5 minutes later, Maleece lost his third and final load. The Doctor seem somewhat impressed as Maleece's third load (though not quite the same volume as the first and second) was quite sufficient.
The good Doctor allowed each specimen to be unhooked from the machine, and lowered from the tables. The assistants dragged their limp bodies into the basement of another building where they were thrown into a dungeon like holding cell where they were chained by their ankles like dogs in a kennel.
As soon as the assistants left, (closing and locking the door behind them), Maleece reached up and untied the gag from his mouth. He looked around the large room, spotting various devices of torture, and wondered what the hell did he get himself into?
"Malik...?" he whispered, crawling over to the former cop turned correctional officer. "Malik..., wake up!" he said, untying the gag from the back of his head as well. Gently he slapped Malik against the facial cheek, jarring his senses as the 26 year old CO started coughing.
"Where..., the fuck'r we...?" he asked, peering around the room before noticing the leg irons placed around their ankles, preventing their escapes.
"Hell if I know man..., how you feeling?" asked Maleece.
"Like someone put my nuts inna blender!" complained Malik, holding his private parts.
"Good..." said Maleece, "...so do mine!"
The two men helped each other to stand up as they surveyed the room, and the shackles keeping them prisoners. "Looks like the chains allow us to move around a good 10 feet, but that's it!" he said, pulling at the base of the chain which was bolted to the floor.
"It allows us to reach the toilet area and shower here...!" said Malik, limping towards the other side of the room.
Maleece found a rusted old pot full of fresh water and a ladle. He spooned out a good amount, then turned it up to his lips. "At least they gave us fresh water...!" he said, drinking it down before retrieving another.
"Apparently they intend to keep us alive...!" said Malik, studying the room and its torture devices. "...but I'm afraid to ask what for!?"
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Pt-2
PHILADELPHIA
"I've been watching you..." said Tempest, making Marvin's skin chill. "You look like you know how to handle yourself inna bedroom!" he added, giving the convict an unexpected compliment. "I'm offering you a VERY rare deal, hommie..., one that not a lot of nigga's get offered!"
"Okay..." said Marvin, waiting for the punch line.
"I'm offering you the rare opportunity..., to FUCK TEMPEST WILLIAMS!"
Marvin's eyes popped wide open. Did he just hear correctly?
"You want me to..., to..." he asked, waiting to be corrected.
"I know whatcha thinkin'..." said Tempest, walking back into the living room. "A lot of niggas view a man getting fucked as being weak..., especially in prison where YOU just came from. I bet you forced a lotta muthafukas to bend over to take your shit..., am I right?"
"Yeah..." answered Marvin.
"Yeah, I can tell! But we both know I ain't no weak muthafuka!" said Tempest, stating an obvious fact. "Yeah I been raped before when I was a kid in juvey, and raped and stabbed by those Aryans pussies when that asshole Ellis set me up in prison..., but I don't let no niggas fuck me that I don't step to to offer that shit up to! You feel me? I've had guys in my gang that I let run up in me when I wanted it, and I treated them well! But I made sure they kept that shit onna low-low, or I would've had to put a fuckin' bullet in their brains!" explained Tempest. "I like you..., -I'm offerin' you that same deal I offered them! You can work for me in my gang as one'a my boiz and give me dick whenever I'm inna mood to let you run up in me..., or you can leave here and take yur chances out onna streets! You down with that?"
"I, uh..., I dunno Temp'..., I mean..., you one of them niggas I admire n'shit..., I dunno if I can that to somebody I look up to like that!" explained Marvin, fearing Tempest's crazy street reputation.
Tempest stepped up to Marvin, staring him directly up into his face as he reached into his pocket and pulled out something. "You can do it..." he said, putting his hand up to Marvin's face. "...you can do it if you use this!"
Marvin saw a small white stick (resembling a cigarette) in Tempest's palm, and knew instantly that it was the white powder Sextasy. Tempest wasn't asking Marvin to fuck him, he was demanding it.
Tempest handed the drug to Marvin, then told him to come back into his bedroom when he finished. Marvin took the drug, feeling his manhood drop a notch as he started to feel like one of Tempest's Stable Girls, forced to fuck even when they didn't want to!
Marvin sat down on the sofa as he contemplated his option. He could go back to the District Attorney's office and have them hide him again, hoping that Ellis wouldn't find him and finish what he started. Or he could run..., but where would he go? And what would happen to him when Tempest eventually caught up with him?
Marvin looked back down at the small hard stick of dust, his heart racing a mileaminute. He purposely stayed away from this stuff because it was highly addictive and dangerous. But he honestly didn't think he could fuck Tempest Williams unless he was stoned out on it. Reluctantly he broke it in half, then raised the pieces up to his nostrils, made a tiny prayer, then breathed in a deep breath full through his nose.
Pt-3
Tempest waited in his room patiently as Marvin knocked gently on the door. "Come in!" yelled Tempest as Marvin twisted the knob and walked in. Tempest was lying on his bed, stroking his 9 and 1/2 inch hardon when Marvin came into the room. "Get naked!" he ordered as Marvin numbly started to peel off his clothing.
Tempest stroked his hard dick as Marvin peeled off his form fitting body shirt, and then unbuttoned his knee high jean shorts. Tempest saw Marvin's thick limp dark dick come into view, resting over his hairy ball sack.
"You ever suck dick...?" asked Tempest, wanting to see the big man on his pipe.
"No...!" answered Marvin, his stomach housing fluttering butterflies.
"Time for you to learn, nigga! Get over here!" ordered Tempest.
Marvin walked over to the bed, dreading this day as he bend his head down over Tempest's rod. Marvin had never taken another man's dick in his mouth before, sure he'd eaten a man's ass from time to time when he was just about to plow it good and deep with his big dick, but sucking dick was for punks and pussies. He looked down at the drug lords' thick 9 and 1/2 inch curved crowbar, and felt as if he were about to puke. "C'mon nigga..., it's just a dick...!" said Tempest, grabbing the back of Marvin's head and lowering it down onto his dick, making Marvin accept his first mouthful orally.
Marvin felt Tempest's wet dick head pierce his open mouth. Instantly he could taste the sticky dew drops of his pre-cum. When Marvin tried to pull back, Tempest pressed down harder on his head, making him go lower. "Yeaaahh man..., that's how you suck dick...! Take it in your mouth...! Yeah! Go up and down..., yeah, just like that! Suck that dick, nigga! Suck it!" ordered Tempest.
Marvin found himself bobbing his head up and down over the drug lord's manhood, taking a little more than the head into his mouth as the huge head filled his oral cavity to capacity.
Marvin hated having to blow Tempest. He couldn't think of anything weaker than letting another man take control of him. His muscles tensed every time Tempest pressed down on his head, trying to make him go deeper as he shoved more and more dick into his open mouth.
To Marvin's surprise, Tempest reached down between his legs, grabbing his own dick as it swung limp with his low hanging balls. Tempest stroked the fat soft dick up and down, getting a good feel of its weight as it lay dead in his hand.
"The drugs should be kicking in any time now...!" informed Tempest, knowing how long it takes Sextasy to course through the bloodstream.
Marvin felt his blood pressure starting to rise as his face became flush. His mind started to swirl and become light headed while Tempest decided to take full advantage of his vulnerability by forcing his face further down into his crotch. Marvin felt the big long dick forcing into the back of his mouth, making him gag as the dick head banged into the start of his throat.
Tempest lay back in bed, holding the muscle man with both hands by the head. Marvin's mind went into a tailspin just as Tempest started to fuck up into his mouth, humping his hips while pulling Marvin's head down towards his lap. His dick slid back and forth in the convict's mouth, the head bumping repeatedly into the start of Marvin's throat. Marvin gagged every time the dick head pressed too far back. Tempest started a good rhythm, pumping and humping back and forth until Marvin was taking nearly half his 9 inch curve.
Spit dripped down the sides of Tempest's digging dick, soaking into his pubic hairs and along his ball sack. Marvin gagged and gurgled as Tempest continued to ram forth. He buried his dick head further into the inmate's throat with each passing thrust. Marvin felt his throat started to balloon as the dick went further down. His nose began to run as his nasal passages opened. Tempest fucked up into Marvin's face while holding his head, pressing harder and harder until Marvin finally pulled back and broke free.
"Damn man...!" was all he said as he took a breather.
Tempest continued to stroke his hard dick, looking Marvin's big boss body over as he scooted down in the bed and started to take Marvin's dick into his mouth.
Marvin knelt there on the bed, surprised as Tempest stretched his mouth to fit his growing girth. Marvin's dick got bigger and bigger as Tempest used his tongue to tease and lick the fat round head.
"That's a lotta fuckin' dick...!" he said to himself, pulling back to look it over. He estimated it to be about the size of his partner Pooh's, except prettier. Tempest had seen the big man's dick often enough since becoming partners, as Pooh took to fucking Tempest's Stable Girls more and more often. In fact he had Jake back at his place in west Philly at that moment, most likely giving the handsome white cop's ass a hard work over.
Tempest admired Marvin's dick, it was 10 solid inches of thick hard muscle, standing straight out from his body like a tree branch. Tempest was sure he could take it (he'd had bigger), but decided to sweeten the pot by rolling towards his nightstand and picking up a Sextasy Stick of his own. Marvin watched as Tempest broke the stick in half, then shoved both pieces up his nostrils and breathed in deeply.
Tempest grabbed Marvin and pulled him down on top of him. Marvin was once against shock when Tempest (the big strong drug dealer that he was) opened his mouth and sucked Marvin's lips inside.
Marvin was forced to submit a sloppy wet French kiss to the drug dealer, swabbing tongues and swapping spit as Tempest pulled him down on top of him for a slow grind.
By now Marvin was feeling the effects of the drugs. His rock hard dick pulsed against Tempest's stomach as he humped off on top of him. Tempest parted his legs, making room for Marvin's big body mass. Their dicks rubbed back and forth against each other in a sword fight while Tempest waited for the drugs to enter his own system.
"Alright man..., let's do this shit...!" he finally said, breaking the kiss and leaving Marvin wanting more.
Marvin watched as Tempest reached for a bottle of lubricant. He anointed a generous amount to his own asshole, as well as Marvin's big thick tree branch hardon. He poured a tiny amount of the drug Sextasy onto his fingertips, then massaged it into his hole and the tip of Marvin's dick as well. "That oughta make things interesting...!" he said as he got down into doggy position. Marvin maneuvered behind him, his big dick aiming at Tempest's ass as he reached out and touched the boss man's buttock, pulling the cheeks apart and bare the greased asshole.
Marvin stared down at Tempest's hole, having to admit that it was something he honestly thought he would ever see. The hole still looked tight, despite the rapes Tempest admitted to have suffered in the past. A bushel of black curly hair lined around the puckered entrance, making Marvin's dick yearn for the opening. He fisted his thick hardon then aimed it up to Tempest's hot spot and gently pushed in.
Tempest's asshole fought entry, squeezing tightly as he grit his teeth, baring the piercing pain that shot straight up to his brain as his asshole started to stretch and expand while Marvin's fat dick head started to pry him open and slip inside.
Marvin watched his dick sliding into Tempest. The tight gripping asshole squeezed about his shaft like a vice as he sank in deeper. He listened out for sounds of Tempest's disapproval, making sure he didn't go too fast or too deep too quickly, he didn't want to make the mistake of hurting him and accidentally receiving a death sentence like the one Chauncey got (chap-62, pt-2).
Tempest lowered his head onto the pillows as Marvin guided his dick into his bowels, grounding his pelvis into Tempest's bare bottom to give clear indication that he had successfully sheathed all 10 inches of his manhood inside the drug lord's stuffed ass. Tempest moaned as his asshole was filled to the brim with dick. Marvin was one of the thickest dicks he'd ever taken (voluntary of involuntary). He endured the pain, remembering that pain was what spawned him.
Marvin started to slowly move his hips back and forth, testing the elasticity of Tempest's hole with shallow thrusts as Tempest's anal ring was starting to numb (thanks to the Sextasy he lubed it with), this allowed Marvin to dive in and out without really causing Tempest any serious discomfort (at least not until the drugs wore off).
Tempest felt his head starting to go light as the drugs started to hit his system. His anus relaxed just as Marvin started to pump in and out of it freely. Tempest groaned softly, loving the way the muscle man's dick stretched his hole. His own dick lay brick hard between his legs, leaking a steady stream of sticky pre-cum onto the bed sheets beneath him. Marvin's dick started to slip in and out of him, massaging his flexing sphincter muscles as his body got used to the pain and began to open up. In no time he was taking the dick in stride, allowing Marvin to hump away behind him at a steady pace, driving his fat dick in and through his silky rectum.
Marvin held onto Tempest's hips as he fucked the boss from behind. He couldn't believe in a million years that would be willing getting ass from one of the most ruthless drug dealers in the city's history! He watched in amazement as his dick fucked in and out of the boss's hole, hearing Tempest grunt with each inward thrust he made into his ass as he fucked his dick in up to the root. Marvin wondered just how many dicks Tempest had willingly taken? Just who were the guys he allowed to fuck him from his crew, and was Pooh one of them?
The sounds of Tempest groaning like a whore as he stroked his own dick from below, his face buried in pillows with his ass hiked high in the air, --resembled many of the bitches Marvin fucked over the years. Marvin couldn't help getting big headed by the thought of topping drug lord. Not many men could say they fucked Tempest Williams and live to tell about it! He wondered what people would say if they learned Tempest really yearned to be a bottom bitch! All his years of drug dealing, smuggling, murdering, and turning men into girls were just a front for what he really wanted..., a big hard stiff dick stuffed all the way up his shitter!
Marvin noticed Tempest starting to push back at him, spearing himself on his thick dick and making it drive in deeper. Marvin knew Tempest was an ass he had to have again, --no way something this good and hot could last a long time without wanting (needing) another hit real soon. And with the way Tempest was starting to squirm on the end of his tool like a fish on a hook, Marvin knew Tempest would be calling him again sooner than later!
He tightened his grip on Tempest's waist as he started to fuck harder, giving the boss what he wanted. Marvin put his weight behind his thrusts, using his 250 lbs of solid muscle for ram his dick through Tempest's bowels like a battering ram. He watched his dick disappear up into Tempest's ass, his body jerking from the force of each impact. Marvin knew he had the drug dealer right where he wanted him, in the palm of his hand. He was just seriously about to turn up the heat when Tempest suddenly told him to "stop", making him pull out.
Reluctantly Marvin removed his bloated dick, leaving Tempest's asshole agape as he quickly rolled over onto his back and lifted his legs into the air (in missionary position) for more dick. Marvin repositioned his dick at Tempest's hole and slid in, sinking all the way in up to his balls. He studied Tempest's blissful facial expressions, using them as reference as he continued his fuck.
Tempest's eyes were closed as he settled back in bed and let Marvin pick up where he left off. The drugs had started to hit them of both as Marvin resumed his fuck and Tempest's brain started to loop with delirious delight. His mind and body were feeling good as he lay there getting fucked up the ass. He couldn't remember the last time he let a guy go wild on top of him. The cocaine on the tip of Marvin's dick would insure Marvin lasted a long time, keeping him from nutting as his dick head would go numb and insensitive.
"Shit man..., fuck that ass! Give me that dick, nigga!" spurred Tempest, egging Marvin on. "Show me what you workin' with, man! Beat that ass up with that dick!"
Marvin started to fuck harder. His head was already high on drugs, impairing his logic as he fucked Tempest as if he were one of his whores. All he wanted to do was fuck some ass and bust a big nut. He no longer cared that he was fucking Tempest Williams, all he was was another asshole waiting to be cummed in.
Tempest encouraged Marvin to go wilder, letting him use his ass as a punching bag as he forcibly shoved his big dick into the tiny spread hole. Tempest's insides were now beginning to numb thanks to the Sextasy laced inside. He could barely feel any pressure inside his rectum as Marvin fucked him harder and stronger. He looked up at the convict, his big muscled chest all puffed up with tension as his body heaved. His arms flexed with every pushup, causing muscles to pop out of muscles. Tempest couldn't help admiring the big guy's boss body, he was in excellent physical shape.
Marvin's eyes were closed as he fucked into the sweet snug hole beneath him. His mind was on a trip as his body floated amongst the clouds. He hadn't been in anything even remotely this warm and sweet since Malik..., or his little brother Jeffery. Marvin's mind went back to when he fucked his younger brother in his parents basement, turning him into a pussyboi just so he could have a steady piece of ass around the house at all times (check out the 2nd series of `Blacksub' for the story on Marvin and his brother Jeff in gay/interracial). Marvin felt his dick plunging straight down into a sweet abyss as he leaned forward with the urge to kiss Tempest again. Tempest accepted Marvin's probing tongue in his mouth, sucking hard on his oral muscle while panting between breathes. Marvin couldn't believe how sweet a fuck Tempest was, he made for an excellent bottom as his asshole gobbled up everything Marvin's dick dished out. He was in total rapture as everything around them ceased to exist. The only thing that mattered was right here, right now, and getting their fucking rocks off.
The two men fucked for what felt like hours. Sweat broke out on both of their bodies, drenching them in sweaty sheens. Marvin began to lose control of his hips as he fucked frantically into Tempest's ass, the force causing the bed frame to shake as the lamp went crashing to the floor.
Marvin couldn't understand why he was no longer getting any real sensation from his dick, no matter how hard he pounded it up the ass. Then he remembered Tempest putting Sextasy on the tip of his dick, making the head grow numb. Tempest stroked his own hard dick as he lay back with his eyes closed. He concentrated on the feelings his body was experiencing as he pumped and twisted his hand about his manhood. Marvin was still in the midst of trying to achieve orgasm when Tempest finally felt himself on the verge of cumming. He threw his head back into the pillows as thick rich white ropes of cum shot from his dick, streaking up across his neck and chest. Marvin watched enviously as Tempest achieved orgasm, the look on his face angelic as his asshole rhythmically spasm around Marvin's plunging dick. Marvin was still determined to reach climax as he doubled his efforts and continued to fuck deep into Tempest's ass. Tempest groaned in discomfort as his orgasm quickly faded away. "That's enough!" he said, ordering Marvin to stop.
"I ain't cum yet...!" protested Marvin, still holding strong as he pumped in and out.
Lust (and Sextasy) had driven Marvin mad as he refused to pull out of Tempest's asshole. He fucked the drug lord even harder as he tried to get some feeling back into his bloated dick.
Tempest felt the convict still fucking him. The Sextasy was starting to wear off, and Marvin's dick was becoming more uncomfortable by the minute. Tempest pushed at Marvin's huge chest to get him up off of him. Marvin's hips continued to pump as he grabbed Tempest's wrist, locking it down on the bed beside him. The two men began to struggle against one another in a battle of wills as Tempest (now sober) gripped Marvin up by his neck and squeezed.
Marvin's first instinct was to grab him back and break his arm, but reality kicked in when he suddenly remembered who he was fucking.
"I said that's enough!" repeated Tempest, digging his strong fingers into Marvin's neck.
"Sorry man..." apologized the big guy, withdrawing his big stiff dick which was nowhere near cumming. "I..., I guess I got carried away with the drugs, n'shit...!"
"Its kew..." said Tempest, feeling the dick pop from his ass as he released Marvin's throat and laid back relaxingly. "I'm done here..., why don't you go back to your room...!" ordered Tempest.
Marvin reluctantly obeyed, his big hard dick (still shinning with lube and anal slime) leading the way. He was still horny and needed something to shove his dick into. He retuned to his room hoping that Jake or Shinobi would return soon, or else he'd have a stone hardon for the rest of the night!"
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