| Jailhouse Bitch | ||
| Jail’s have a funny smell, like
public restrooms. It’d been three days now, three days locked up in here. Three
days with no cigarette, nothing but smelling the stink of this jail. I tried to sleep alot, especially in the daytime. It made time go by faster, at night it was hard to sleep. There were screams, screams for help. I know the guards could hear them, they didn’t care. At least I was in this cell by myself, I knew what those screams were from, and I knew younger dudes like me were the ones making them. It was the fourth day; breakfast had been oatmeal and raisins again. When you’re hungry, you eat, even slop like that. I laid down, planning on sleeping until lunch. I heard the keys, I jumped up, please let me be getting out. It was a guard bringing someone else to my cell. I sat back down wondering if I’d ever get out of this cell. Weren’t they supposed to appoint my a lawyer or something? The guy pulled a pack of smokes out of his pocket, lit one, and then offered me one. “What’s your name?” He asked, “I’m Matt.” “Jason, “I told him, “Thanks for the smoke, man, three days without one, I’m getting a buzz,” I laughed. Matt said, “Three days? You’ll get used to it after a week or so.” He sat down on the bunk beside me. I didn’t think much about it, there was nothing in the cell but the top and bottom bunk, the toilet, sink, and shower. We finished our smokes; Matt was doing most of the talking. He offered me another cigarette. He was telling me about his girlfriend. He seemed pretty cool. If you had to share a 6 by 8 space with someone, it could have been worse. At least I thought so, until Matt started getting a little too close. He had started spreading his legs open wider and wider, I was inching towards the head of the bunk, and he was inching toward me. I was feeling real uncomfortable. About that time, he grabbed my left hand and pulled it towards his stuff! I jerked my hand back and jumped up. He laughed, “Don’t worry Jason, you’ll get used to it. It’s a way of life, you do the crime, and you end up here. If you’re cute, young, or weak, you learn a whole new sex life. That’s how it is, now, don’t make me get up and kick your ass, neither one of us want that. Come back over here, and feel on my dick,” he said, real calm like. He was still sitting there, acting real confident. “Dude, it’s not like that for me, I am into pussy, not cock. Just leave me alone, you don’t want me to start yelling for a guard.” He laughed again, “Like this? You mean yell like this?” He began to yell, “Guard! I am about to turn out my cellie! Guard! Come watch me!” He had yelled so loud, that the sounds up and down the hall had stopped. Fuck, my ears were hurting from the echo! “Do you think anyone cares? Now, don’t make me get up, get back over here! Now!” Matt said crossly. I didn’t know what to do. I looked at him, he was a lot taller than my 5’ 8”, he was stronger, older, and he could hurt me. He was unbuttoning his fly. He was pulling out his dick! “Come on, Jason, it ain’t that big, I can get up, knock you around, and just take it. All I am going to do is expect you to suck me, let me hit, and you’ll get some smokes, some snacks, and a buddy. Don’t make it any worse for yourself than you need to. I can kick your ass, knock out your teeth, and fuck your bleeding mouth, or you can come back over here, and be treated halfway decent. What’s it gonna be, Jason?” I gulped, “Please, lets just be buds, don’t make me do this, please man?” He shook his head and patted the nasty mattress, “Come here.” My whole body shook as I made myself walk over to him. I sat back down on the bunk. “Good,” he said. “It was gonna happen, Jason, better with me than someone that likes it rough.” He was guiding my hand towards his dick. “Now, just run your fingers around it, feel it, get used to it.” I closed my eyes shut tight as my hand made contact with his dick. “Rub it, feel it, Jason, it’s just sex, it ain’t like your choosing to be gay or nothing. It’s just us two dudes; no one else knows nothing, feel how hard I am for you.” He continued, “You’re a nice looking kid, Jason. Real handsome, this is just something that goes on in jails. See; see how your hand has me all hard and dripping? Your making me feel good, real good.” I was rubbing his dick, I knew what he was saying, but dicks didn’t do nothing for me, it felt wrong. “Now, I am gonna stand up, I am gonna put my dick up to your mouth, your gonna suck it, your gonna make me feel good, and there’s nothing wrong with that, Jason. “ He stood up in front of me; his dick was so close to my face I could feel its heat. “Open your eyes, Jason, open your mouth; touch it with your tongue.” His hand was in my hair, pulling me closer. “That’s it, Jason, I’m putting it in your mouth now, I want you to move your tongue around it, suck it, make me feel good, Jason.” Matt stuck his dick in my mouth, inch after inch, it tasted salty, precum was oozing out of it. The skin was weird, real soft, but surrounding a hard tube. It was uncomfortable, it was wrong. I didn’t seem to have any choice, suck it or get my ass kicked and then suck it. So, I sucked it, I licked it, and did what he said. A couple of times he stuck it in my throat passage, but it made me gag so much, he stopped that. My mouth was deep enough that about 5 inches of him could be inside, he was telling me things like where to lick, when to suck, how good I was making him feel. He rubbed the back of my head, telling me how he was getting close, how he was going to cream in my mouth, how his sperm babies were going to swim around in my mouth. When he started getting off, actually cumming right in my mouth, I kept it inside my mouth, I kept from swallowing it. As soon as his dick was out of my mouth, I slipped off the bunk, ran to the toilet and spit his load out. I looked at his ball goo floating in the toilet, sickened that it had been in my mouth seconds before. Matt laughed, “Its just sperm, you’ll be getting loads of it,” his attempt at a joke I guess. He sat on the bunk, patted the mattress, and said “Come here.” I stood by the toilet. He said again, “Come here.” I looked at him, “Dude, I got you off, leave me alone, let me think.” “Come here, Jason.” he said louder. I sat as far from him on the mattress as I could. He didn’t move closer, but respected the small space between us. “Jason, what you just did don’t make any difference, your still who you were, your still the same Jason. I’m bigger, older, and what you did, you had no choice. “He handed me another smoke. I didn’t want it, but he said, “Take it, you sucked a dick, you deserve it.” My hand shook as I took the smoke from him; he reached out with a lighter and lit it. “You’re a good looking kid, Jason, too cute to be here. It was gonna to happen, its gonna keep happening. All you did was to make me feel good, you sucked me off. Get over it, because it’s gonna be happening a lot. I’m gonna fuck you in the ass, too. Your gonna give me head, ass, and whatever else I want. When you get out of here, you go back to whatever you want to do. It’s just a memory, nothing more or less.” I inhaled, listening to what he said. “Jason, deep inside, you knew your weren’t tuff enough to be here, you knew what went on in jails, you could have stayed out of here. So now you here, your my jailhouse bitch. When my balls charge back up, I’m gonna fuck you. You ever been fucked?” “Hell fucking no!” I said. “Of course not!” He laughed again, “Well, it may hurt a little, but you’ll get used to it. Your butt smooth?” He reached into the back of my jail issues, I had no where to run, another dudes hand was feeling up my ass. “Its smooth, it is real soft, Jason. It feels good to me. Sometime, after you get used to getting fucked, you may cum. It’s ok if you do. But I don’t want you beating off or nothing. While you in here with me, your not a man, your a bitch. You’ll be my bitch, got it?” I said nothing, his hand still roaming, he pinched me, and “Got it?” he asked again. “Yes, please stop?” “No, Jason, I’m hard again, its time. Pull down your pants; bend over the bunk, its time for you to get fucked. I’m gonna fuck you easy this time, but don’t expect it all the time.” “No, just let me suck it again, ok?” “You can suck it later, Jason, to break you in right, this has got to be, do like I say, now.” My whole body felt numb, my mind was still racing. I stood up, dropped my clothes to my knees, I bent over the bunk, clutching the filthy mattress in my hands. “Jason, your ass is sweet! Sweet! You got some tan lines, a nice bubble butt; your ass is made to fuck! I’m gonna work some spit up in you, its gonna hurt maybe a little, but we ain’t got no lube, so its gonna be spit. I don’t want it to hurt you much, so you just try and get ready, ok, Jason?” I felt his finger, I felt his spit. It was one finger, it didn’t cause a lot of pain, but it was wrong. “Jason, my dick is trying to make some lube for you; it wants to be in you. I’ve worked lots of spit into you, my mouth is getting dry, spit in my hand, I need more for my dick.” He stuck his hand in front of my mouth, I put all the spit I could in it. “Good boy, Jason,” I heard him stroking his piece. I felt his hands, one on each side of my butt, right on my hips. “Now, you sucked my cock, Jason, you know its size, it ain’t huge or nothing. You’ve shit turds that big, you can take it, its gonna help if you push out with your ass. Pretend your shitting when you feel my dick head touch your ass, you can do this!” I felt his dick pushing between my butt cheeks, I felt the head of his piece find my asshole, I felt the pressure, and I pushed out, and he pushed in. “Stop, I need more spit, stop!” I yelled. “It’s too good, Jason, too good, can’t stop, can’t stop.” I couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but feel him pushing in, hurting me, raping me, taking my ass.......... the dick hairs brushed my ass, I heard him moan, I could feel his heartbeat in my ass. He stayed still in me, he told me how he couldn’t move, how good it felt, how if he moved he would cum, shoot, shoot his load in my sweet butt. He kept talking; his dick was inside me all the time, a hard pressure in my asshole. His fingers gripped my hips firmer, he started pulling out slow, reentered slow, “Your getting fucked now, Jason, your a bitch now, a fucking sweet ass bitch made for convicts to use. Your ass is the tightest sweetest thing ever around my dick! You know a kid like you can cause a riot in jail? Every con wants something as sweet as you to fuck! You were made to take a real mans cock, you may have thought you were a man, you may think your straight, but my dicks straight up your ass, you bitch, you tight ass bitch, your so tight, I got to cream, fucking cream, fucking cream in your ass............. He started pounding in and out of me, his dick was twitching inside of me, and I knew he was shooting nut seed in me. When he finished and pulled out of me, he walked to the sink and cleaned his dick. “Jason, I got off in you, got off on you!” I was still bent over the bunk, watching my tears fall. I felt him pulling me, I let the man that just fucked me in the ass pull me to the toilet. I felt the cold nasty toilet touch my ass cheeks as he guided me down. “You need to take a dump, get my cum out of you, here’s a smoke, you did great Jason.” |
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