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/72 PRISON PLANTATION-3 / DOUBLE STUFFED
Pt-1
31 year old Hispanic Police Officer Maleece Cortez awoke in his prison cell strapped to a workbench stockade, his head and hands locked into the wooden apparatus while his body lay prone and his feet spread eagle and bound at the base of the bench. A harness was strapped around his head, a mouthpiece wedge between his jaws to hold his mouth open in a large oval "O" shape. He knew he was naked as his body perspired from the heat of the room. His throat ached as he tried hard to swallow. How long had he been unconscious (he wondered)? That's when he realized a dull consistent ache in his anus. He tried turning his head to look, but couldn't move his neck no more than an inch or so. He could feel something moving in and out of his buttock, sliding straight through and up into his rectum with a calm steady stroke.
He tried to call out, to ask who was fucking him, but the mouthpiece hindered his speech. He merely groaned in frustration as the object continued to move smoothly in and out of him. How long had they been fucking him? His hole felt so numb that he could barely feel it moving in and out of him.
Across the room he could see 26 year old Corrections Officer Malik Jones strapped to an old wooden executioner's chair, his arms and feet locked in chains as Malik sat dazed in the large chair. Maleece strained his eyes in the dim light to see a mechanical object under the chair, pumping up and down automatically, the motor creating a consistent hum in the room. The look on Malik's face told Maleece that the object was disappearing up his ass, their captives were fucking them artificially, stretching their anuses, --but for what reason?
Malik tried to adjust his ass so the object couldn't penetrate him as deeply as it was, but his waist was strapped as well, keeping him from escaping his torture. Malik's anus had been getting pummeled by the machine for over 4 hours, every 15 minutes it would automatically squirt a lubricant inside him to moisten the passageway, keeping the anal canal slick. The object (shaped like a large penis) pumped in and out at 50 strokes per-minute. The slight curve in the penis' design rubbed consistently against Malik's prostate, keeping his cock rock hard and leaking warm precum.
Maleece could see streaks of wet/dry cum between Malik's legs where he had cum already. Maleece suddenly realized he was being fucked by the same type of machine that was assaulting Malik. He tried tightening his asshole but couldn't, his sphincter muscles lay relaxed and loose, as if given some sort of relaxer. What were these guys doing to them?
Pt-2
24 year old (former Police Officer turned Convict) Joseph Justine lay naked on his back in another cell, his legs pulled high above his head and strapped in place with ropes to expose his hairless asshole. 3 men (supposed Guards) stood around him. One Guard stood at his head, feeding Justine his hairy cock while another Guard sat at his ass, slowly moving his fingers in and out of Justine's asshole.
Justine knew what was coming as the man added more fingers, forming his hand into a fist as he carefully eased it in past the relaxing anal muscles. Justine felt his asshole stretch to accommodate the large hand. To ignore the pain, he sucked harder on the cock in his mouth, causing the owner to groan involuntarily. Months of being sexually abused at the hands of the prison Aryans while doing time at Piedmont Penitentiary had stretched Justine's asshole significantly. He could feel the Guard's fist now moving up through his colon as he concentrated on sucking. The Guard ran his fist in and out, occasionally pulling his entire hand free to add more lube and watch the wide pinkish/red mancunt hang open like the mouth of a tea server before ramming back in.
The Guards made rude comments about Justine's gaping hole as they used his body for their pleasures. Occasionally Justine would feel the hand remove as one of their cocks would slip into him, --they'd spend several minutes fucking his gaping hole only to pull out and reshape it with their fists. After while the third Guard joined in, sliding his hand into Justine's awaiting hole. Justine could tell when the 2 Guards switched off fisting him as one Guards' hand was bigger than the other. He felt his bowels open as the bigger fist pushed in, filling him more completely and overwhelming his anal track with the huge solid mass. He groaned around the thick cock pressing into his throat, his own dick lying limp between his pale white legs. The Guard face fucking him pumped in and out slowly, taking time to stretch his mouth and throat as skillfully as his anus. When he hit rock bottom (his balls resting against Justine's face), he began to unload a long stream of hot piss down the prisoner's throat.
Justine felt the piss stream shooting directly down his throat, filling his belly instantly. The Guard fisting him pushed his arm in near the elbow, filling Justine to the brim. The added pressure from both ends was a strain on Justine's body. He squirmed to get away from either end but was unable to move. He knew better than to bite the cock in his mouth, knowing it would only serve to anger them.
The hand in his ass withdrew down to the wrist, relieving some of the pressure as Justine's stomach filled with piss. The stream was long and hot, blazing a trail straight down into Justine's belly. Justine could feel the hotness of the wet stream searing through his body. The Aryans back in the Pen had used him as a toilet on more than one occasion. He remembered being filled to the brim with piss and cum until he felt his insides were about to explode. And when he did, the Aryans made him shit into a small bucket, then force fed him the contents for dinner.
Justine felt the pee stream starting to lessen just as another set of fingers started to slide into him next to the hand already invading his body. He knew it was the third Guard attempting to double fist him. He pushed his flat hand in until the stretched anal ring closed painfully around his embedded wrist. The Guard made a fist inside Justine's rectum along with the second Guard's. Justine now had two fists from two different men in his ass. When one pulled his hand back, the other forced his hand inward, creating a continuous friction.
Justine started to buck as the hands bore deeper into him, the double wrists stretching his anal ring further than anything ever had before. He tried concentrating on the hard cock in his throat, sucking it feverishly as the 2 Guards moved in and out against one another. As they pushed in further, Justine could feel their forearms stretching him even wider. Occasionally they would pull both fists all the way out of him before plunging back in, punching their dueling fists into the battered canal. Justine had to force himself from biting the cock in his mouth, sucking heartedly as he swallowed the man's meat all the way up to the hairy balls.
"This boy was well trained...!" exclaimed the Guard getting blown. He straddled Justine's head and began face fucking him hard, ramming his cock as deeply as his 9 inch long appendage would allow.
Justine tried concentrating on the throat fucking, ignoring the searing pain erupting through his bottom as the two fists punched through his hole. When they weren't punching him separately, they punched him together, both removing their fists only to ram them both in simultaneously.
Justine struggled as the fists punched through him, snapping his mancunt open as they continuously bore straight through his weary body. As he tried to scream out, the cock in his throat started to jerk, --the man face fucking him grabbed a fistful of his wet matted hair and began unloading wave after wave of hot gushing cum directly into his stomach.
"Fuck, man...! He's got me cumming again...!!" yelled the face fucker, pressing Justine's face into his groin. Justine felt the cock jump and jerk, pulsating like a giant sore thumb in his mouth as the fists gut punched him again and again.
Justine felt like he was drowning, unable to catch a decent breath as his body was raped and pillaged by the Guards. When they were done punishing him with punches, they rammed their dicks into him, fucking him like bandits until they unloaded inside him. When one finished cumming the next one pushed in and followed suit, shooting his own sludge alongside his friend's.
When they removed their cocks, Justine's anal pussy hung open like fish's mouth, drooling warm cum and lube as his pale legs burned for release which would never come.
Pt-3
Maleece watched Malik from across the room, his 7 inch hardon beginning to jerk wildly as his eyes rolled up into his head. Malik groaned through his gag in his mouth as his muscles tensed against the restraints holding him in place. Maleece watched intently as Malik's dick jumped, then suddenly started spurting hot goo all over the edge of the seat he sat in.
Maleece wondered how someone could like getting fucked in the ass by one of these anal punching machines so much that he would cum all over himself without touching himself. He had the same machine pumping in his rectum, yet he was far from getting an erection or cumming from it.
Just then the door to their cell opened. Maleece knew they were in trouble when they saw 4 male figures walk in. 2 walked over to Malik as he slowly started to come down from his climax. One of the men (a tall pale red head white man) reached down and grasped Malik's hardon, stroking it back and forth in his rough hand. Malik's eyes fluttered as his sensitive dick started to throb again. The man picked up the pace of his stroke as the machine continued to pummel Malik's anus from beneath. Malik squirmed in his seat, his bare ass fitting through a large exposed hole in the bottom of the seat.
The man stroking him recognized the alarmed look on Malik's face as another climax hit upon him. His bottom lip quivered as his balls tightened and contracted. 3 gushes of sperm shot from the tip, coating the man's palm as he continued to stroke. Malik groaned in despair, his balls aching from cumming once too many times.
"I think this one's ready!" said the second Guard as he reached under and turned off the machine. The piston slowed to a stop as the dildo exited his hole, leaving Malik's asshole agape.
The Guardsmen unstrapped Malik from the chair, dragging him over to an wooden horse where they draped him across like a dead carcass. Malik was too far gone to fight back, his arms and legs like jello as the blood slowly re-circulated into his stinging limbs.
One of the Guards unzipped his trousers as he stepped up behind him and shoved his erection deep into Malik's already lube slick hole. Malik felt the dick plunge into his wet rectum as the other Guardsmen stepped in front of him and presented his dick for sucking. Malik could feel the first man thrusting away inside him, shoving in and out of him deeply. The second man slapped his own hardon against Malik's face, prying his dick head between his lips. Malik felt the dick fill his mouth as the man grabbed his head and started fucking.
From across the room Maleece watched his former colleague getting raped. He watched the two men fucking into Malik from both ends, filling his holes with their thick manhoods as they treated him less than equal.
Maleece felt the machine fucking him being turned off and knew instantly that his own fate was about to be tested next as the third and forth Guards maneuvered on either side of him.
The dildo was removed from his asshole as the men took their positions. One stood at Maleece's front while the other took up residence at the back. He fisted his dick as he prepared to fuck the Officer. Maleece struggled as he felt his hairy ass cheeks being parted. The man looked down at Maleece's asshole, the once virgin anus now swollen and worn after hours of machine fucking, dripping anal lube from the pulsating track. The man stepped forth as he aimed his hardened cock up to the hole and pressed forth. Maleece groaned through the mouthpiece holding his jaws open as the cock bore through him.
The man quickly sank into Maleece's ass, pushing all the way in until his balls made contact. He ground himself in deep, loving the snug feel the masculine man's warm gut. The man at Maleece head grabbed him under his chin, tilting his head upward. Maleece looked up to see the man fisting his dick with his free hand. He aimed the head up to the tube in Maleece's mouth and pushed in. The tube (only about 2 inches in length) protected his cock from Maleece's teeth so he couldn't bite down. It also left a clear path into his throat, enabling the man to shove straight into Maleece's throat unobstructed. Maleece felt the dick pushing through his throat ring, forcing its way down into his esophagus. He choked, but the man continued on. He didn't care that Maleece was a straight man who wasn't used to sucking cock. He held onto his head as he fucked back and forth, feeding more and more dick between the cop's lips.
Maleece was being fucked from front and back, just like Malik. The two men endured the same fate as the Guards took advantage of them both. If the strength of a man is measured by how much humility he can endure, then Malik and Maleece were at the top of the list as they both took the 4 Guards dicks front and back.
The men treated them like animals as they fucked them hard, slapping their asses and plunging their throats with deep inhumane lunges.
Malik was better able to cope with his ordeal than Maleece, having had nearly 2 years experience taking dick at either end. In fact he sucked the Guard's dick with relish, wanting to make him cum quickly. The Guard tried holding off his orgasm as long as possible, but felt it difficult when Malik was sucking at an expert pace. "This one's hungry...!" stated the man, getting closer to popping.
The man at Malik's ass couldn't help fucking harder, the young black man's brown bubble butt was just too pretty, too talented to last very long. He watched his white cock disappear between the brown globes as he too got close to dumping. He reached up and grabbed Malik by the shoulder, pulling his body back into his thrusts as he hammered hard into the brown backside.
Malik groaned and grunted with each thrust, his body being invaded as he was helpless to stop it. His only resource was to milk their dicks, make them cum off quickly against their wills. He loosened his throat muscles as he plunged his head down on the white cock before him, trying to bring him to a premature climax. Then he tightened his anal muscles as he squeezed the hard white cock in his ass. Both men found themselves humping harder, driving themselves in deeper as they began to pant for breath.
The man in Malik's ass came first. He couldn't resist the super slick velvety feeling surrounding his cock as he plunged in and out with wild abandon. He shoved himself all the way in after only 5 minutes of serious fucking and came with a resounding roar.
The man in Malik's mouth fucked into his throat with vigor, his balls slapping repeatedly into Malik's chin. He fell over the edge as the cum came pouring out of his cock, splattering down the confines of Malik's throat. Both men emptied their loads in him, their satisfied dicks falling limp long before they intended.
Maleece however (without Malik's skill or cunning) had to endure a longer punishment. The 2 men fucking him even switched off, trading places as they shared his sweet Puertorican holes. Maleece hated what was happening to him. As a man obsessed with being in control, he was practically screaming. He tried biting down on the cock fucking his throat, but the apparatus blocking his teeth prevented it. He could taste his own ass on the man's cock, confirmation that it had indeed been lodged in his ass. He wanted to earl, but the cock plunged his throat preventing anyplace for the vomit to go but down.
For 12 minutes longer than Malik's ordeal, Maleece had to endure. He felt the men grabbing at his body, yanking him in different directions. The dick in his mouth came first, shooting a river of semen straight down his open throat. Maleece could feel each surge of cum as it pulsed out of the dick with force.
The man at his ass fucked for several more minutes before he felt his own dick starting to pulse. He never stopped ramming as he unloaded a half pint of hot cum directly into Maleece's gut. Maleece could feel practically every gush of the warm liquid as it burned through his rectum like venom. He felt another ounce of his manhood die as the men unloaded in him, using his body as a lowly cumdump.
After the fuckings all 4 Guards gathered around Maleece, they could still sense a great deal of resistance in him as they all pulled out their penises and started pissing in his mouthpiece. Maleece was forced to drink the rancid liquids as they burned down his throat like battery acid. To added insult to his humiliation, a couple of them even aimed their piss loads across his face, drenching him in urine,
After having a hardy laugh at Maleece's expense, the 4 Guardsmen left, locking the two captives inside. Malik was slow to regain the strength to get up and walk. He staggered his way over to Maleece and began unlatching him from the stockade. Maleece's first reaction was to reach up and rip the plastic mouthpiece off. He fell to the floor, crying and hacking up vomit through his mouth and nose. Malik knelt beside him, stroking his back comforting while trying to console.
"It's going to be alright..." whispered Malik, looking around for an escape. "...we're going to get out of here..., --alive!"
"Wha..." Gasped Maleece, lying on the floor weakened by the hours of captivity. "...what do you think they plan to do with us...?" He cried, choking on his own vomit.
"Fuck us..., rape us..., sell us to the highest bidder...!" answered Malik, coldly.
"Bu...but we're Officers..., just like them...!" reasoned Maleece, his body aching all over (particularly within).
"Not like them..." explained Malik, "...we're minorities! We don't count!" answered the blackman.
Maleece lowered his head in despair as he began to wonder what Jake was doing right now...?
Pt-4 NORTH PHILLY (Tempest Williams'' basement stronghold)
Ever since his kidnapping, Tempest Williams' has made sure that 22 year old caucasian Philadelphia Police Officer Jake Valentine was well fed regularly with the illegal drug Sextasy, and fucked around the clock by a legion of his young black male street hustlers. Tempest had hours and hours of video taped footage of Jake getting fucked by hundreds of his most prominent street pharmacists. They fucked Valentine in groups, making sure his mouth and ass stayed plugged consistently with hard meat. Tempest gave them Jake to fuck as reward for their good progress on the streets. The young black drug dealers were eager to fuck the pig-cop's available pink holes, giving them the opportunity to brag about it back home to their hommies. There wasn't a dealer on the street that didn't want to put a cop in his place, on his knees where they belonged for ragging on them when all they was trying to do was make some easy money by peddling dope.
Jake was usually unaware of what was happening to him. He had no idea how long he'd been held captive in Tempest's basement headquarters. All he was aware of was the constant pleasure his mind and body was receiving as the drug dealers flipped him in different directs to plug his loose fitting holes. One by one they shoved their dicks in his mouth and ass, fucking the ex-high school jock's muscular body as they all creamed off inside him at one end or another.
Tempest watched the orgies unfold from his monitor room, getting everything on film as he alternated watching Officer Valentine get used over and over again on close circuit TV in his room, and watching his special houseguest Marvin Rollins sulk in another room across the hall. Marvin (now elected Tempest's new in-house Stallion [as of chap-68, pt-3]) had been restricted from having sex of any kind with anyone else in the house. Tempest reserved Marvin's mammoth dick for himself, not wanting share it with any of his Stable Girls' boi-pussies. However (unfortunately for Marvin) Tempest himself did not get fucked unless he was seriously in the mood to be, this limited how often Marvin would get off as Tempest did not bottom often.
Marvin would sit in his room, watching something inconsequential on television while listening to all the hot sex happening in the room across the hall. He tried to ignore the hardons tenting his boxers, lazily reaching down to occasionally caress them as they sprung up and strained for freedom through the flimsy material. Marvin didn't like being at another man's beckon call. He had more freedom in the State Penn than he had at Tempest's Lair. In prison at least he could get some ass whenever he wanted, he didn't have to sit around waiting (hoping) someone would come by to let him fuck them. He wasn't used to another man calling the shots, telling him when he could fuck or get sucked. Marvin was used to taking what he wanted when he wanted however he wanted it, --to hell with anyone who didn't like it or tried to resist. But Marvin knew better than to fuck with Tempest. He knew the drug lord wasn't playing with a full deck. He (like most other dealers in the area) knew well of Tempest's reputation and had heard horror stories of him killing and even torturing people who didn't do as he pleased (the wildest rumor being a sex crazed Gorilla he used to attack people with which he supposedly kept chained in the basement of one of his crack houses [Precinct-23 #'s -3 and -17]). Though Marvin didn't like being told what to do, he followed Tempest's orders and kept his dick to himself, opting to take matters into his own hands from time to time through masturbating.
This particular day, Tempest decided to give Marvin a break. He walked down the hall to Marvin's room, and gently knocked on the door. Marvin answered wearing nothing but his flimsy prison issued undershorts and a wife's beater. Surprised, his dick sprung to half mast hoping Tempest was there to give up some ass.
"What'chu up to, man...?" questioned Tempest, ignoring Marvin's hardon as he entered his room.
"Not much, man..., just watching a lil' TV." Answered Marvin, groping his straining rod.
"You've been following my orders...?" asked Tempest, already knowing the answer. "...been keeping that dick of mine in your pants?"
"Of course! It's been real hard, though..., with all the fucking I hear going on in Officer Jake's room!" reasoned Marvin.
"Yeah..., homeboi's been getting more than his share of dick, ain't he?" chuckled Tempest.
"And then some!" said Marvin. "If he has a man at home, he definitely gonna notice a difference in tightness!"
"That's for damn sure!" smiled Tempest. "That's why I gave him a break tonight..., thought his asshole could use a night off!" reasoned the drug dealer. "How bout you...?" he suddenly asked, looking over at Marvin questionably. "...you in the mood for some ass tonight?"
"Hell yeah!" excited Marvin, ready to cum his shorts. "You feel like getting fucked...?"
"Naw..." answered Tempest, causing Marvin's excitement to drop. "...I don't do that shit often..., I really have to be a mood for a pounding to get fucked!" said Tempest. "You have to ration your shit out to niggas, or else mofos'll be all up in yur shit night and day!"
"So..., why were you asking if I wanted some ass...?" questioned Marvin, curiously.
"Figured if you were up for a serious bang session..., we could go across the hall and pay your cop buddy a visit!" winked Tempest with an evil grin.
"I dunno..." said Marvin, apprehensively.
"Why not...?"
"He's a cop...!"
"A cop strung out on Sextasy! Trust me my brutha, he'll appreciate the dicking more than your morality check!" reasoned Tempest. "That cop in there ain't no shrinking violet..., he's been around the block more than a few times! He was used to dick before I got to him, --believe me!"
"I know..." said Marvin, still unsure.
"You want some ass or not? He getting fucked either way...!" declared Tempest.
Pt-5
22 year old Jake Valentine lay naked in bed, his mind in a foggy haze as he lay waiting. The door to his room crept open as 2 men walked in (Tempest and Marvin). They observed Jake lying in bed, his white muscular body quite a sight in any man's eyes. He lay on his back, his legs open as his soft flaccid cock lay across his thigh.
"Heads or tails...?" asked Tempest, running his hands down Jake's body.
"Tails! Always!" said Marvin, forgetting his morals.
"Why don't we take turns...?" Asked Tempest, removing his clothes.
The 2 men undressed, their hardons standing stiff and proud like two giant crowbars in the night. Tempest reached down and grabbed Jake's ankles, flipping the young Officer over on his belly to expose his luscious backside.
"White boi gotta good bottom...!" moaned Marvin, already pre-cumming with excitement. He hadn't had any action since Tempest deemed him his new Stud, and his dick was just itching for some action.
Tempest parted Jake's legs, revealing his large puckered hole. Since his captivity Jake's asshole had been getting a lot of use. It no longer resembled the tight pink rosebud it once was, not the hole looked like a bloated set of puckered lips, all they were missing was bright red lipstick.
Tempest got down on the bed behind Jake, kissing both perfectly round shaped buns before burying his face in-between. He had his servants clean Jake up before he dismissed them, douching his newly formed anal pussy so he and his houseguest could have a clean cunt to fuck. He licked along the anal crack, juicing up the lips as he bore his tongue inside. Jake didn't react, obviously asleep or unconscious as his mancunt was being eaten.
Marvin walked up to Jake's head. He crawled up onto the bed and presented his long fat leaky dick for sucking. He rubbed the round head against Jake's pink lips, pushing inward as he started to feed him dick in his sleep.
Jake was unaware what was happening as he began nursing the convict's dick head, sucking sweetly about the head as a baby would the nipple of a bottle. Marvin stifled a groan, the sensitive head flared between Jake's lips as he started to thrust.
"umm..." stirred Jake, sensing something in his sleep. Instinctively he spread his legs, giving Tempest's tongue more room to maneuver. Tempest grabbed two huge handfuls of Jake's luscious bottom and pulled them apart, stretching the hole out as he rammed his tongue in. Jake raised his ass higher, making for a better target.
Marvin leaned forward and began moving his dick in and out of Jake's open mouth. Jake suckled the head and part of the shaft, widening his mouth to accommodate the width. Marvin grabbed a fistful of Jake's hair and began to fuck in and out of his mouth. Slowly Jake began to awaken, realizing the size of the dick ramming his jaws.
Tempest ate his ass with gusto before ripping his tongue from the juicy cunt and replacing it with his dick. He only added a small amount of lubricant to the anal opening before sliding in, preferring the anus to produce its own juices during a fuck.
Jake felt the long curved dick sliding into his rectum. He moaned erotically around the dick in his mouth, unable to hide his contentment.
Tempest pressed all the way up into him, resting his knotty pelvis against the smooth butt cheeks. Jake lifted his head, angling between Marvin's thighs as he started to get more into the oral pleasure. He stretched his lips around the fat prod, taking in as much as his throat would allow. Marvin loved the attention his dick was finally getting, but he knew what he really wanted was some ass. He stared down at the spot where Tempest's dick and Jake's ass met. The long brown dick curved into Jake's parted cheeks, disappearing deep in the anal colon. Marvin couldn't help but be envious, wishing it was his dick inside the Officer.
Tempest was in no rush to cum, he had a plan all mapped out for breeding Jake's hole. He fucked leisurely, taking his time as if he had all night with no particular place to go. He fucked in and out of the hole, corkscrewed it circularly, rammed it hard, fucked it deep then shallow, and long dicked it until he was sure it was ready for Marvin's mammoth rod. He pulled his dick from the confines, much to Marvin's delight. Marvin removed his dick from Jake's sucking mouth, leaving the Officer pouting like a child. He maneuvered himself into position behind Jake, parting the pale white ass cheeks to stare at the magical hole beneath him for a moment, then sank all thick fat 10 inches of his elephant dick all the way up into Jake's anal chute in one swift motion.
Jake groaned out loud as the monster dick sled in deep. Marvin rested his hips against Jake's buttock and relaxed, enjoying the lively spasms as the hole squeezed and convulsed around his shaft.
"Fuck man..." moaned Marvin, resisting the urge to completely pulverize the hole. He wanted this feeling to last a long time, not knowing when the next time he might be able to fuck someone, hell, Ellis' trial could go on indefinitely!
Tempest positioned himself at Jake's head. Jake opened his mouth to accept the brown snake as it pushed in-between his lips. He could feel the cock in his ass digging in deep, stretching his anal muscles wide as it started to fuck in and out. Jake arched his back, giving his ass up to the anal fucker as he concentrated on pleasing the two dicks.
He sucked feverishly on Tempest's tool, while massaging Marvin's dick with his anal muscles. Marvin couldn't resist fucking in and out, feeding the ass every inch of his gigantic manhood. He slammed his hips into Jake's ass as he fucked, his big bloated balls slapping between Jake's thighs as he buried his dick again and again.
"Oh shit...!!" gasped Marvin, feeling his climax coming on already. He hated himself for cumming so soon and ruining what might be his last fuck for awhile. To compensate he fucked harder, slamming his pelvis into Jake's ass with all his might as his thick dick swelled, then started hosing load after honey rich load deep in Jake's colon.
"Came, eh...?" laughed Tempest, knowing Marvin was ripe.
Marvin looked embarrassed to have been seen cumming so quickly, he had a reputation for killing pussy, men like him didn't cum at the drop of a dime. "Don't worry man..., pig ain't going nowhere til we each put two shots up in his ass apiece!" declared Tempest.
He grabbed Jake by both sides of his pretty head and began feeding him dick. Jake merely held his mouth open as Tempest rammed back and forth, using it for target practice. He fucked his thick curved dick deep into Jake's throat, banging his pelvis into his face with each inward thrust. Jake had no choice but to swallow the penis or choke. He lavished the underbelly with his tongue, bathing it in warm spit as he swallowed it again and again in delight.
AT his ass Marvin was gearing up for round-2. He ground his spend dick around in Jake's velvety tunnel before resuming the fuck where he left off. He lazily pumped in and out, no longer in a rush to bust. Now he could relax and enjoy a nice long leisurely fucking, savoring the ass to use later in his memories for masturbation when he wasn't getting any. He watched as Tempest used the cop's mouth, ramming his dick in deeper with every thrust. He could hear the back of Officer Jake's throat making gurgling noises every time Tempest's dick plunged deep. The cop's throat ballooned with every thrust, his think pink lips sucking along the long brown shaft with desire. He could taste the pre-cum whenever Tempest teased him with the head. It only served make him want more as he sucked harder and took the dick deeper.
Tempest let Jake suck his first load from his dick, watching his penis pulse between the white Officer's grateful lips. Jake swallowed the hot cum as it came pouring out. His world focused on eating cum.
Tempest let the cop savor his dick for awhile, keeping it hard between his lips as he pushed his ass back on Marvin's dick. Marvin was steady pumping, feeding the hungry ass all 10 inches in a firm but slow fucking.
"Roll him over..." ordered Tempest, putting lube on his dick as he prepared to do some fucking of his own. "...its time to show this pig what white boiz are made for...!"
Marvin rolled over on his back, pulling Jake's petite frame over with him. His long fat 10 inch dick was lodged deep in Jake's pinkish/red asshole, the fat rubbery anal lips sucking sweetly about his thick brown base. Tempest maneuvered himself between the two men's widely spread legs, aiming his own 9 and 1/2 inch crowbar up to the already stuffed hole.
"We gonna double stuff him...?" asked Marvin excited, looking up at Tempest from under Jake's looping head.
"We gonna stretch this pussie so wide..., that New York will be calling to ask for their tunnel back!"
Marvin held back a chuckle as Tempest forced his dick head up against the base of Marvin's ramrod. He pressed and pressed until Jake's asshole slowly started to give under pressure. His dick head popped into the anus along side Marvin's shaft. Jake screamed an erotic wail of lust as his asshole was being stretched wider than ever before. He lay limply between the two black men as Tempest stuffed his curved manhood up the tight fitting chute alongside his new Stallion.
Marvin felt Tempest slick slimy shaft rubbing against his. The feeling was incredible as Jake's anal ring tightened like a rubberband. Jake moaned and groaned continuously as his body was invaded by two of the biggest dicks he's encountered. Tempest ground his meaty sausage around in Jake's roost for a few minutes, enjoying the feel of another dick stuff beside his. He could see Marvin lying underneath Jake, their eyes looking square at each other as the two drug dealers shared an intimate gaze.
Slowly Tempest started to fuck, pulling in and out of Jake's tightly stretched anus. He loved how Marvin's dick felt beside his, sliding together obscenely as he fucked the cop like a subhuman he believed him to be.
Jake was still strung out on Sextasy. His mind went in and out with delirious ease. When his sexual pleasure was heightened, the drugs seemed to kick in more. He squirmed between the two men, feeling his asshole grow numb under the pressure while he lay on top of Marvin like a human mattress.
Marvin waited with bated breath as Tempest did all the movement. He merely lay there, enjoying the feelings erupting through his penis as Tempest fucked back and forth. He could feel Jake's asshole spasm and squeeze their joined rods, he could feel Tempest's slick smooth dick gliding along his underbelly, and he could a could feel the slickness of his earlier load coating their dueling dicks like lubricant.
After awhile Marvin started to join in the thrust. He held Jake up by the hips, making it easier for him to thrust up into his ass. Jake's head lay in the cove of Marvin's neck as he tossed his head from side to side in delirious bliss. Tempest fucked inward as Marvin pulled outward, Marvin thrust upward as Tempest withdrew outward. The two men set up a nice pace, working opposite each other to keep Jake's rectum plunged with stiff hard black dick at all times.
Jake lay in a completely state of euphoria as his body was taken to levels he never experienced before. His body was not his own, it belonged to the men using him, fucking him and making his body bent to their needs.
After about 10 full solid minutes of coasting sex, Tempest started to really pound into Jake's ass, using deeper harder strokes as he picked up the pace. Marvin followed suit, lifting his own ass up off the bed as he sliced deep with every upward thrust. The two men long dicked Officer Jake with their spears, stabbing him dead center every time. Jake could do nothing but lay there and take whatever they did to him. He was in no position to protest anything. Occasionally lust would overwhelm him enough that he would turn his head sideways and lick Marvin's thick lips. Marvin would answer Jake's passionate response by fucking deeper into his belly, his big bloated balls slapping into Jake's ass with force. Jake would groan and toss his head to the side, his wet matted hair flinging across his forehead.
The bed rocked and creaked, threatening to collapse at anytime. Both men continued to ram inward, filling Officer Jake with enough black dick to chock a horse. Marvin was the first to feel his climax approach as he scrunched his face in painful bliss.
"Awww fuck...!" he cursed as his dick swelled like a cooked sausage. "...I'm gonna cum...!" he announced, ramming hard.
Tempest never stopped thrusting as Marvin's thick underbelly pulsed wildly against his sliding dick. Marvin screamed out loud as his orgasm hit, shooting his second load deep in Jake's over stuffed ass.
"AARRRRHHH !! AAARRRHHHH...!! AAHHHHH..., OOOHH FUCK...!!" yelled Marvin as his dick shot 6 more heaping bursts of hot cum in Jake's bowels.
Jake groaned blissfully as Tempest pushed his knees up to his shoulder. Marvin locked them into place by grabbing them from behind the knee and holding them steady. Tempest got up into push-up position and began ramming Jake's hole with very deep hard lunges, causing the young Officer to buck like a fish on a hook. Marvin fought to hold his deflating dick inside as Tempest fucked wildly with abandon. He jackhammered his way through the warm wet hole, ramming himself in deep as he too lost his load in Jake's warm bowels.
"Awww shit...!!" yelled Tempest, firing wave after wave of thick sticky goo into Jake's asshole, coating Marvin's shrinking penis in his slime. "Now THAT's what cops'r for...!" sighed Tempest, pulling out as he flopped down on the bed beside Marvin.
Jake merely moaned softly as his widened asshole pulsed and breathed in and out like an erupting volcano, slowly receding and expanding in on itself before slowly shranking back down around Marvin's soft prod, a steady leak of warm sludge flowing from his madly abused rectum. As the 3 men lay recuperating and basking in afterglow, their tranquility was briefly interrupted when Brian Dunn (Tempest's assistant) came into the room.
"uh..., sir...?" he called, catching Tempest's attention.
"What is it, Dunn...?" asked Tempest, annoyed. "Can't you see I'm busy...?"
"uh..., yes sir..., I was watching on the monitor...!" informed Dunn, his dick tenting his trousers as he looked at the two exquisitely naked black men. "We have a small matter that needs your attention."
"What kind of matter...?" asked Tempest, laying his head back on one of the pillows.
"A money matter, sir! Involving a joint bank account you had with a, uh..., --Darryl Walker...!"
"Ohh..., that's Peaches!" said Tempest, thinking back fondly as he continued to lay there. "I opened that account with her back when we lived together (see Peaches #'s 1 & 2 by clicking on the AUTHOR's section and then the Transgender section at the bottom of my story listing for more detail of their past together). It held all of our earning from my early days of drug dealing and pimping on the streets! What about it...? There can't be a lot of money left in that account..."
"Over 20k, sir!" answered Dunn, efficiently.
"So..., close the account and have whatever left transferred into one of my other accounts! What's the problem?" asked Tempest, wanting to take a quick nap before attacking Jake's holes again.
"Well..., the account has already been closed, sir. In Miami..., from Darryl Walker himself!"
Tempest's eye popped open. "Peaches went to Florida...?" he asked himself out loud. "Must've been a long time ago..., --what year was that?" he asked curiously, expecting to hear some 5 or 10 years prior.
"Bank records report this happened late last year..., --the day AFTER she was supposedly killed in the water front shoot out!" explained Dunn, causing Tempest to sit up in bed.
"Late last year...?" questioned Tempest, his eyes wandering wildly. "Peaches is alive...??!"
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