The King of the Block

Chapter 2 

(Welcome to the Neighborhood) 

Master Richard Koufax was in the cell, lying on the lower bunk, all the gang was supposed to be by soon, it was after dinner and classes were over. The cells in the Stanton Home for Youthful Offenders and Rehabilitation were a bit more spacious than in most correctional facilities. There were several things they had you did not see in most correctional facilities spaces and Koufax, was even able to somehow get away with having things which were not supposed to be here. For instance, he had a medium sized refrigerator with a freezer compartment in it. All his gang had one in their cells, and it was stocked to the max.

They had two full sized desks, which right now the slave was sitting at and writing a very good paper for the Master’s English Elective, Western Poetry 2030. He was writing the paper on Robert Frost’s poem, ‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.’ They were both smart, but Max the slave was just a better writer, and didn’t even have to reference the poem as had memorized it. They had two MacBooks and a laser printer. The State of Illinois and city of Chicago were paying big money to the Stanton Corporation. They were still buying at this point this was a revolutionary ideal in corrections and intervention in young men’s lives would stop them merry-go-rounding through prisons the rest of their lives.

As Max the slave completed a perfectly APA notated and double-spaced page he got up and handed it to his Master to read.

The Master said, “Damn, I didn’t know I could write so well, this is an A+ for sure slave. To reward you for the hard work, I might break that ass in after lights out for you afterwhile.

One of Stapleton’s private security that ran the prison appeared at the door.

The muscular man got up and said as he walked over, “Well if it isn’t my favorite fat fuck, Jonesy. The other survivor from the Nostromo in, ‘Alien,’ you would be surprised how many I have had to argue with online, that is a horror movie, not science fiction. Plus, everyone thinks the Sigourney Weaver character, Ripley was the only survivor, that fucking cat survived as well.”

The guard Jonesy was eyeing Richard Koufax’s new slave’s body appreciatively as he had him only wearing a pair of bikini style underwear. That was not standard issue either, that young man was a hot little number. If people only knew the real reason Richard was able to get away with such indulgences, it was far darker than most would have thought.

The Master walked over to the fat guard, “Pick our tongue up and put it back in your fat mouth, you hippopotamus assed motherfucker.”

Jonesy looked at Master Richard as he said, “Please tell me at some point you are going to let that smoking thing blow me? Fuck he looks nearly perfect. You are a fucking lucky assed bastard. Here as per ordered, keys are taped to the side.”

The slave Max could not help but look over at the fat guard, how pervy.

Master Richard inspected the inside of the bag, looked like it was all here. A set of sturdy and shiny handcuffs, a set of ankle cuffs, a whole assortment of different kinds of clamps for nipples and other sensitive spots, and the prize, a bottle of expensive silicon-based lube. You could get the water-based stuff in central supply, but this was the primo stuff that lasted a long time.

“Perhaps I will when that new bitch smell wears off him, not quite yet. Thanks for the bag of joy, I can assure you I will put it all to good use.”

Jonesy said, “I think most of your guys are on their way up.”

He noticed the new inmate only wearing skimpy looking underwear had stood up and he had two more pages for his Master. The paper was completed, he silently walked over and handed then to him.

Jonesy said, “Inmate step over a bit closer so I can have a better look at you.”

Richard Koufax grinned sharply, his new slave was hot, and it had the guards motor overheating.

The slave, Max walked over closer to the repulsive fat man, this was something he hoped he could avoid.

Jonesy looked for a minute and had popped out in a sweat, “I got to go your guys are all here.” He turned and disappeared down the walkway.

“Thanks for writing the paper bitch, it’s time to meet everyone.”

“You are welcome, Master, I like Frost surprisingly.”

Five more young men filed into the room and Richard and Max made room for them.

“Okay bitch, time to meet the lowest form of life on earth, the rest of my gang.”

The first guy that stepped forward and offered his hand was sporting several tattoos, had nicely styled black hair, was quite muscular. He was way more solid than Max and maybe one of two inches taller.

The Master said, “The is one of my Lieutenants, Jonny Eubanks.”

The muscled guy smiled at him and said, “Howdy.”

Next block and tackle came up and offered a big hand.

“This one you have already run across, he’s my enforcer Clyde Owens.”

Clyde said, “I like this one, he has really good manners.”

There were three that seemed different and offered their hands. One was kind of small about 5”9’, had brown hair and matching brown eyes. Another was a tall skinny African American guy, he looked young like Max. The last was built about like block and tackle, he was just a little bit shorter.”

The Master said, “These are in order from the little guy first, the one and only Stanley Prescott. Thank the maker there is only one. The basketball delight there is Jerome Harrison, he might be skinny but don’t let him fool you he can fight like a maniac. Finally, is block and tackle junior, Hank McDougal. The first two are my enforcers and will wreck almost anyone’s day, and the other three are the runners, that sell the drugs.”

Max looked at him funny at that last statement, “Drugs?”

The Master said, “Yeah, that is why we get all the extra privileges, we run drugs inside for that piece of shit work that offered you your deal. Yes, the nicely dressed Mr. Stanton supplements his income because a great deal of money goes through this place. Youthful offenders, parents hand it out and Mr. Stanton just must have his share. We are the ones that handle that for him, don’t look so surprised it is how the world works.”

The guys left and headed to their cells it would be lights out in about forty-five minutes.

The Master said, “Put on a robe and some shower shoes, we are going to shower and then have a nice workout at lights out. Now don’t be surprised in the future if one my gang does something truly superlative, I will make you service them, all part of CNC bitch. We already have a good group to do that, but always looking for new talent.  Now come on, let’s hit the shower room.”

His slave looked at the perfectly functional shower in the bathroom of this cell.

Master stapled his reports together, “Oh, we are going to the shower room to let those poor slobs look at what I own, till I get you shown off properly.”

They got back to the room just before light out. The Master took his bathrobe off and pulled his underwear off and laid them on the bottom rack.

“Lose the clothing, put your underwear away in the laundry. You will be sleeping naked from here on out. Just easier for me to deal with, if I wake up in the night with a stiffy, and that happens more than you would think. I don’t care if I disturb your sleep, it is your job to be my cum dump. What do you think of that?”

Max walked over to him and said, “If being a place to dump your cum is what is required it is what I will be.”

Richard was pulling his hands behind his back and cuffing them. He took the keys and laid them on a table where he knew he could find them. He helped the slave onto his knees before the bed and threw the new bottle of lube on there so he could grab it easy. He sat down in front of his kneed slave, grabbed his head, and pulled his mouth over to his dick. He was already quite hard from just thinking about getting to fuck the slave for the first time anyone had ever done it shortly.

Slave max began to slide his mouth down on the bigger man’s cock. He went down it hit the back of his throat again.

“Urgh-Ah.”

“Yeah, suck that big cock bitch, this is just a warmup and then I am going to fuck your ass for the very first time anyone has. I love it in the shower room, there was not a set of hungry eyes all over you. It is my cell you will come to every night, and in the cell, I will empty cum into you. See word play, I can do it to tighten your lips.”

He reached both his hands up and grabbed his slaves head. When he started his next slide down, he helped him.  

“Urgh!”

“Ah, the children of the night such beautiful music they make.”

The Master kept the pace slow and since hot ass here had sucked him off a few times he had some staying power when not deprived. He enjoyed a good long fuck and suck session this slave was going to be a good one.

As he moved him slowly up and down his big cock he said, “I give credit where it is due, you have been an extremely well-behaved bitch thus far. As promised that piece of shit’s outfit that was bothering you was dealt with. That won’t make that fucking mistake again.”

Time for another dunk, breaking down someone’s gag reflex just took repetition and patience.

“Urgh-Um.”

“I know that cock is so big, you are hardly the first person that has gagged the night away on it bitch. You are doing well, remember to keep pressure on that tongue and use it continuously. I am going to forge you into the best cocksucker I have had yet.”

He worked him up and down slowly in silence for a while. It wasn’t really silence he was generating quite a bit of sucking sounds as he was working up and down it, and keeping the thick saliva swallowed down.

“You know bitch, you could have done a lot worse in this place than me. As good looking and hot as you are, either a single person larger than you, or in that piece of shit’s group we put in their place, here this is always what you were going to be doing. I may put clips on your nipples and ball sack and such or use low amperage electricity on you. I won’t ever really be out to injure you, some of those fuck wads in here are crazy.”

He worked him up and down slowly a bit more in silence listening to all the sucking sounds he was making. He was already getting good at pulling suction without getting his teeth involved.

“Yeah, that feels good bitch, I am about ready to fuck you. One more deep dive for me bitch.”

He pushed him down pretty good this time, his gag reflex was already eroding.

“Urgh-Umph.”

He held his head right where it was for a moment, fucking-a’ that throat was tight. He pulled him off slowly to let him suck up the excess spit. He was off now, and the big man got up and retrieved the keys.

“Now that is a good bitch, sucking like a champ. You may answer, how do you feel about sucking my big cock?”

“It was rough the first couple of times, but I am getting more used to it. I like how smooth it is, better yours than one of those crazies you talked about. I have read in the news. People have died in here from severe sexual assaults.”

The Master had taken him the end of the bed and took a cuff loose. There was a metal ring down near the floor, he bent him over and ran the cuffs through that ring.

“Give me your wrist back.”

The slave gave him the wrist and he cuffed him snugly almost like he was bending over to touch his toes. Then he went and got the lube and stood behind him. He reached down and used his bigger feet to push his slave’s apart a little with.

“Perfect, stay just like that and do not move your feet.” He began to lube his big cock up liberally, then he took a lubed finger and began working it inside his slave’s hole.

“Just breath normally and let me loosen you up, I don’t eat ass, but I will make you eat mine at times. That is true, one crazy fuckhead wiped out three people. Do you know what breath play is?”

His slave was honest, “Master all of this stuff his new to new to me, that hurt at first but it’s starting to feel better.”

He continued to work his finger well “Well breath play, which you will know what it is because I do it sometimes, but I am careful. You have your submissive or slave helpless and do something like put a plastic bag over their head for a short interval. Well, the oxygen runs out and you, and that puts me in in total control of just fucking how long. Here comes a second finger, might sting at first.”

“Uhm, Uhm.”

“It did hurt when you first slid it in, but it quickly feels better.”

“Well anyway some people use a cord or a rope and tighten it around the throat, some people grab your throat and constrict it. People with large cocks like me, once I get you conditioned to it, will run them as deep in the throat as they will go, it covers the air passages from the nostrils and no air. But you only do it for a short time, it can make some acts feel better. I will be honest it makes me feel powerful to control how long you can or cannot breathe. Common sense must rule the day however, that is a kink one must be careful with.”

He had been working the two fingers in and out good now, oh this was going to feel so damn good. He would work them another minute or two, the slave wasn’t going anywhere.

“There was this one crazy fucker in here, I don’t know if he was sociopathic, a psychopath fucking fruit loops. He would get someone all helpless get his dick up in them, and put the plastic bag over the head, and get all excited about doing it. He killed three people before they caught him, if it would have been our gang that motherfucker wouldn’t be on the earth anymore.”

He withdrew the fingers and grabbed a towel he had and cleaned them well. Then he got in position and put the head of his cock up against his slaves backdoor.

“Now you are going to despise me for a couple of minutes. Take a deep breath, hang with me, and I promise you that not only will it feel better, but it will start to feel good. You are a virgin and me be being so large is going to hurt a bit, just hang on, okay?”

“Yes Master, I can take it.”

“Fucking A’ bitch that is the spirit. Deep breath.”

When he heard his slave take a deep breath, he began to push inward, it was tight. He pushed harder and it began to give and then he was sliding in. He kept going till he was all the way deep and he held it that way still holding it there.

His slave was breathing hard, but that was normal. He just held it all the way in for a good three or four minutes and the salve’s breathing returned to normal.

He began to slowly side it in and out, oh fuck yes, that was as a tight hole. Notch in the rifle for another one deflowered, he had done his share. He worked it slowly running it in and out, almost the full length.

“Uhm.”

That didn’t sound like pain, “How does that feel now bitch?”

“I thought you were trying to kill me for a couple of minutes, but now it is feeling better Master.”

His Master said, “You do not ever have to worry about me really harming you. I never have anyone yet, I will never put a bag over your head and get all excited and lost in the moment, I use a timer on my phone. That was just so painful because it was your first time, it will get to where you enjoy it every time I do it. When I have learned your body well enough, I may even be able to make you bust a nut as I do this to you.”

He reached around to feel, oh yes, his slave was hard as a rock. So now he began to pump him faster and was running most of the length of it in and out with every stroke.

“That may be the tightest hole I have ever fucked, oh, uhm-hm. That feels so good to me.”

He placed a hand on his back just above his slave’s ass, then laid his other hand on top of that and pushed a little bit with them.

“Okay below?”

“Uhm -Yeah, I have never felt anything like that, I could see how just a bit different stimulation this way could make me shoot.”

He didn’t ram him hard, as he wasn’t ready for that. Just a steady rhythm that was making him tingle all over. With a dick his size he would easily be able to get him off by fucking him with a little trial and error. This was a first run, and he wanted to make the slave so sore he would really know it all the following day.

He reached a hand down below where his dick was sliding in and out and put two fingers he had lubed on his slave’s taint or perineum. He put pressure on the fingers and massaged the area up and down and then sometimes would change it to cross that bony structure.

“Oh-Fuck, what are you doing to me?”

“Oh, bitch what you just said, I am fucking that ass for you and massaging your perineum. There is no way I am not also hitting your prostate gland, I am going to make you cum, then dump your very first load anyone ever has deep up inside you. You cum guzzling slut, I am going to get you to where you love this. There will be times during the day you will daydream about my big cock running in and out of you. You, will dream about it, wait, and see bitch.”

He continued to steadily massage his perineum firmly as he ran the length of his dick in and out of him.

“Oh, you are going to make me cum Master.”

He now went a little faster in and out, “Yes I am bitch.”

“Oh! Uhm, wow, shit!”

Richard Koufax looked around and could see the jets of cum spurting from his slave’s dick. He got a grin on his face and started pumping faster, he would continue to rub that perineum hard while his slave was in post ejaculate sensitivity. He would remember his first time for some time and that it was him that did it.

“Look what a dirty bitch you are, you shot cum all over the floor. This is what you get for that,” That is about when the sensitivity hit full force. The slave could not help but try and reflexively move, he just couldn’t as he was all restrained, and his master fucked and massaged on. Then he made it even worse, he reached one of his big hands around, grabbed the top of his cock and began jacking the head like crazy.

“Oh-fuck! Fuck! Ah, what?”

The Master grinned and kept it all going and didn’t stop till his sensitivity passed, and he was beginning to tingle.

“Welcome to sexuality, you bitch slave of mine. You will always remember it was me that did this, and not traumatically or harshly. I will do this to you anytime I like, and best believe I will bitch, oh.”

The big guy felt it coming and went balls deep into his deflowered slave, and his balls began to empty. Maxwell Stapleton was getting sensations he had never experienced before. For what had been sharply painful for two or three minutes now he was awash in sweat, feeling good and could feel his Masters big cock deep up in him every time he was filling him full of his cum.

“Get, some of that, up what was a virgin ass! It is some of my magic elixir bitch! Uhm-Fuck!”

His cock finally finished ejaculating it all, and he slowly rocked it back and forth in his slave for a few seconds till it started to get sensitive. He carefully pulled he big softening member out. That was fucking awesome, and he could do it again and again to this one, he had agreed to let him.

He stood there for a second, “Well slave? How does it feel to be riding the waves of sexuality?”

“I feel almost high or drunk Master.”

“That bitch is called the wonderful biochemistry of endorphins, now time to get used to something.”

He walked around and slumped a bit to where his cock was about even with his slave’s mouth.

“Use your tongue and begin on the shaft of that and lick it clean. Save the head for last as the sensitivity will be gone. Don’t stop cleaning till the job is done and I say you can.”

His slave obeyed him and began licking it like crazy. He gave him plenty of time to get it all, then leaned forward and stuffed it all in his mouth and left it for a short time. He finally pulled it out as he was trying to harden again. He got the keys and released his slave, who stood and stretched.

“I know Master I am not supposed to speak unless spoken to, do you mind this once?”

“What is it slave?”

He looked his Master in the eyes and said, “You were absolutely right, thank you for that.”

“You are welcome bitch I will have plenty of that coming your way. Now brush, floss and mouthwash, I will be right behind you.”

“Yes Master.”

He got a cloth and wet it with warm water and cleaned his cock and balls good. Damn he was trying to get hard again. He enjoyed the slave thanking him and he meant it. What a weapon of mass destruction to the ego, he waited on the slave grinning. Chain him down, throw a big rod to him and he thanks you for it. Of course, had had made him feel good too and many like him would not have bothered, if they got off who cared?

He brushed his teeth, flossed, and used some scope mouthwash. His slave slept on the top bunk, and it was rigged with some nylon rope tethering to secure him down quickly and easily up for the night. It was a good practice to keep a slave knowing their place. It was not uncomfortable, but he could not get out of it without assistance. He decided to have some dominance fun.

“Slave I want you to realize something.”

“What’s that Master?”

He got him all tethered in, “If it ever comes to a situation of which one of us it is that gets off, and the other goes to bed frustrated. I will get mine 100% of the time, and you will be tethered to languish in frustration. You get to get off when I choose to let you, otherwise you absorb my cum and lay in bed tied unable to touch your dick all night. Best to keep me happy, and I will not hesitate if you break a serious rule to put you in a cage and make you go a month without it. Understand?”

“Yes Master, I shall strive not to disappoint you.”

“You have been allowed to become sexual now, but this is prison sex. I am in charge, of everything, of you all the time.”

“Of course, Master.”

He kissed the slave deeply for a moment and laid down on the bottom bunk.

They both, got comfortable and drifted off to sleep satisfied, each knew the other’s place. To Master Richard Koufax, this was the order of things. The way they were supposed to be.

His slave was not all the way there yet but was ever so slowly understanding and accepting this. He would learn it and live it as time went on.”