When the gavel came down on the day of sentencing Tommy Stuart prayed for Lenience. While he was robbing a high school girl, he claimed the gun just went off. Killing her. He never intended to kill her or so he said during his testimony.
The defendant, Tommy, was a hunk with a gym body and dark brown wavy hair with matching brown eyes. The girls loved his beautiful lips. Gay men stared at his tight, perfectly round ass.
"Life in prison without the chance of parole. "
Tommy dropped his head.
But that was only the beginning of the horrors that lied ahead for the 18-year-old young man. After sentencing Tommy was whisked away, hands cuffed behind his back. He showed no emotion as he was taken out of the courtroom.
When Tommy arrived at the prison, he went through induction, which involved immediate intake processing, including a strip search, fingerprinting, photography, and a medical screening. His personal belongings were stored, and he was issued institutional clothes, bedding, and toiletries. Tommy was given a prison number and placed in a reception or orientation unit for an initial assessment.
When Tommy was naked during the medical screening, he was told to bend over spread his ass cheeks. They swiped his butthole with what looked like a big Q-tip. A member of the medical team grabbed his genitals roughly and squeezed his balls. Total humiliation and then they entered the cell block. The catcalls began instantly.
"Fresh meat. Hey pretty boy. Look at that ass! That boy is fuckable." This terrorized the 18-year-old prisoner. They finally reached his new 'home' the cell door was opened, they pushed him in and slammed the cell door shut. He looked around the small room. At least he was alone.
He sat on the bottom bunk replaying the events of the murder trial. "Life in prison without parole!"
Suddenly the cell door opened. In walked a tall white man in an orange jump suit. He looked mean. Older maybe 50 years old.
Tommy dropped his head down. He'd thought he'd be alone. "You're sitting on my bed. You're in the top bunk. What's your name?"
"Tommy Stuart."
"I'm Bruno. You're the dude that murdered that high school girl."
"I didn't kill her. The gun went off by itself."
"You're pretty. You're a pretty boy. Play your cards right and you'll be okay."
Tommy felt so uncomfortable.
"You ever sucked cock and don't lie."
"No. I haven't."
"You better learn fast. It's better than getting fucked."
"There are guards everywhere ..."
"And they don't do shit."
"Make no mistake the guards will watch you get fucked and do nothing. You're going to need a protector." And that will cost you."
"How much money?"
Bruno shook his head. "No money. You pay with your tight straight butthole or you suck a cock or two. Sex is currency in this place. And as I've said, you're too pretty."
"Whose this ?" A black man appeared at the cell door. "Hey Bruno."
"Hey, Black Mac. This here is a virgin straight boy, Tommy."
"And hello to you sweet Tommy. How much for the boy?"
Tommy flushed with fear.
"I'm thinking 6 noodles and 6 tunas."
"Just for a fuck with a straight boy? That's expensive."
"Of course, he's expensive look at him. Stand up boy." Burno Ordered. The tone of Burno's voice made him stand up. In his mind he wondered what was going on. "How much for the boy."
"Damn he's got a fine ass on him. Juicy ass."
Tommy sat down ashamed.
Black Mac said, "I'll think about it." The inmate turned away.
In a trembling voice Tommy asked Bruno, "How much do you want to ... to protect me?"
"Four blowjobs a week. I fuck you on Sunday. You get Saturday off.
"So, what's the difference. I still get fucked and have to give blowjobs."
"The difference is I'm going to treat you right, take care of you. Those other guys, not so much."
"I don't want to suck your cock and I sure as hell don't want a cock up my asshole."
"You're so naive."
"I'm going to go shower."
"You better think that over."
Tommy said nothing grabbed his towel and left. He got to the showers and was disturbed that there was no prison guard. There was only one-man showering. He looked young and had a gym body. Tommy stripped off his clothes and stepped under a shower head and turned it on.
Without warning he felt two strong arms wrap around his waist. He felt the unknown man's hard cock against ass. He struggled trying to get the man's hands off him. Fingers were now touching his butthole. Then he used a finger trying to enter Tommy's tight butt.
"Let him go." A deep voice rose, threating the molester."
The man released Tommy.
"Sorry Bruno, didn't know he was yours."
Despite being wet Tommy put his clothes on. His underwear was soaked.
Tommy and Bruno got back to their cell. Bruno laid on his bunk. Tommy just stared at his prison mate. "Thank you for saving me."
"Suck my cock!" Tommy thought about it
He creeped over to Bruno, got on his knees. He fumbled Bruno's pants zipper. Then gently put Bruno's big cock in his mouth. It was warm. He began sucking Bruno's well-endowed cock. This act felt like a nightmare. He wasn't gay.
"That's it boy. Get the head of my cock in your mouth. Suck on the knob." He started fucking Tommy's mouth. He sucked up and down on it." Tommy gagged. Spit went everywhere. Bruno had a large cock. With force he grabbed Tommy's head and began slamming the boy's mouth. He was close to coming. He didn't let go of Tommy's head. He was getting damn close to popping his load into Tommy's mouth.
"I'm cumming Boy!!!!"
Tommy tried to pull away from Bruno. He did not want Bruno's cum in his mouth. Tommy tried to pull the big cock from his mouth. Angry Bruno slapped the boy hard across the face. "You take my cum, bitch!!!"
As Bruno blasted a thick glob of cum into Tommy's mouth, tears fell from his eyes.
"From this point forward, you're on your own, sissy boy!"
CHAPTER TWO: Showering with Black Mac and Tommy gets fucked ... hard
