Turned Out

by Zac Smith

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When I was nineteen years old, I was sentenced to serve 3 years in prison for slinging dope. Thats not me anymore, I have completely turned my life around. But my experience behind the wall completely changed me, and my perspective of the world in general, in ways that can only be understood by going through exactly what I went through. To start off, when I went in, I was as straight as you could get, being repulsed at gays/bi’s. I was raised to believe it was wrong, and disgusting, and that it wasn’t the way God intended things. I was as anti homosexual as you can get, but little did I know, that would soon change.

I won’t specify the camp I was at, for several reasons. But the first camp I went to out of diagnostics was notoriously known for having a lot of tranny’s, or sissy’s. There was enough of them for them to be their own gang.  They had their own politics, and their own system. We called them “girls”. Each pod held around 100-150 men. Most camps only have a couple of girls per dorm, you might have 2 or 3 max in a dorm, and every other pod might not have any. But at this camp, there were at least 5 or 6 per pod. 2 or 3 pods had 15 or 20. They looked just like a real woman, had the ass and the hair, they’d crush up skittles and use it as lipstick. They’d turn net bags into pantyhose, if you didn’t know any better, you’d swear they were real females. They had respect and some scale of power, they had their own means of making their own money flow. And they were well respected. You didn’t cross or fuck over the girls, and everybody knew it. If you did, you’d find out quick. They were notorious for targeting young, fresh, green, white boys that had never done any real time. They’d trick them into fucking them. This wasn’t uncommon at all. Im not talking about rape. A straight guy with an old lady back home on the street, would go from  “Hell naw bro, I ain’t gay,” to letting 3 or 4 girls take turns, riding his cock on the floor in the corner. Afterwards He’d say, “Okay, that ass some fire foreal, but I ain’t sucking on a dick,” not even a week later, you’d catch him butt ass naked in that same corner, letting one of the girls fuck his face, he’d be squatted down, catching a mouthful of hard, veiny dick. Not only that, but his cock would be standing up, pulsing and bouncing. Only from having another man’s dick in his mouth. It would be one thing if his cock was limp and slumped over, like he was just sucking dick just to do it, right? Because fuck it, why not? Or because maybe he was paying off debt he owed? And a blowjob served the only payment? Right? What was it that he enjoyed about it? The way it felt in his mouth? How hard it was, combined with the texture of the skin? The throbbing? Or was it just the idea of sexually pleasing another man? How do you go from “No, I’m not gay,” to letting a dick violate your throat, and that alone, makes your cock throb? If your cock is standing straight up, while the head of another man’s dick is down your throat, well, I think that speaks for itself.

Watching a man go from, “Miss me with that gay shit bro,” to letting two girls play with him on his bunk in a matter of a few weeks, made me raise an eyebrow. How could a straight man, all of a sudden, one day, find himself on a pallet in the floor, on his back, with a sweet, tight ass sliding up and down his cock, while another girl mercilessly fucks his throat? That sound of a muffled moan because he’s got a mouthful of dick. “Mmm,Mmm,Mmmm,” My curiosity as to how someone’s sexuality could flip so fast made me watch these men take dick, and give dick more and more. And the more I watched, the more I realized I wasn’t repulsed at it. It was actually hot. What? No. But I don’t like men. Right? I’m straight. But maybe I’m not, because a month or two into my bid, I find myself watching these men fuck each other. I start looking harder every time, and staring longer, and even getting hard. Getting hard from watching these guys around my age, maybe a little older, fuck the shit out of these smooth, feminine, pretty looking women with dicks. Got the ass of a woman, the waist and hips, the legs and long hair, and the sexy swag that reminds me of my best friends fine ass mom back home. Just like the tranny’s you see do porn. I’m talking about some hardcore, hot, bareback fucking. A lot of dirty talk and ass slapping, face fucking and threesomes. You’d occasionally see an orgy in the showers. Gang Members that wanted some would stand guard with shanks to make sure they’d get theirs, and that their fuck fest wouldn’t be interrupted. Witnessing this happen was super often, and unavoidable. Given the fact we were living in a military barrack like environment, there were no rooms you could duck off in and shut the door. Everything that was done was done in the open. So like it or not, you were going to see things. Stabbings, robberies, absolute ass beatings, sometimes even murder. And last but not least, a lot of gay sex.

If one of the girls found you attractive and wanted you, they wouldn’t take no for an answer. I think that’s why it was so common to watch guys give in so quick. But if you wanted a piece and they didn’t think you were all that, you’d have to pay to fuck. If I remember correctly, it cost you 60 or just under 100 to have one bend over in front of you and spread her ass, or she would just stand there and jack off for you, and you could jack and blow a load on her. But that’s it. Touch her, and you’d get poked. A little over 100 would get you some mean head, but you’d have to pull out. Would have to pay a little more to nut in her mouth, and a little over 200 or 250 would get you laid. 500-600 would get you a threesome. And you could pick who you played with. I wasn’t CONSTANTLY pushed up on, but I was pretty often, and it was by the same 4 every time. They’d look at me and suck on a finger, or bite a lip at me. They’d throw comments, like “Boy, you’re fine as shit. I promise this ass better than any pussy you’ve had on the street.” I wanted to find out. For a while I’d duck off to the toilet, or make a jack shack, and I’d crank one out to the thought of one of them easing down on my dick, trying to get it all up there, that first, hot, initial push that stretches that hole out, that takes a minute. Id think about finally getting in a good rhythm, after that hole opens up and gives a little, and it’s stretched out and ready for a good fuck. I remember wanting to reach around and hug her and pull her down with my left arm, and hold onto that fat, sweet ass with my right hand, while I pumped my cock up her stomach. Slap it every 20, 30 seconds. Make the other inmates jealous. I’d want them to hear every grunt, every moan, every time my nuts clapped against her bare ass, every slap, every bit of dirty talk. The thought of every inmate in there hearing me get mine turned me on. I’d fantasize about getting my hands on one of those sluts. Those freaky, cock hungry cum dumpsters, and I’d spray nut all over myself. But could I act on this fantasy? I wouldn’t be judged, because every man in here for the most part has fucked before at least once. Some were into it more than others. Gay shaming didn’t exist anymore. Not in here at least. Gay wasn’t even a term. How is it gay, when they’re girls? Right? It wasn’t another man’s ass you were fucking. Not in here. It was a pussy. A boy pussy. A bussy. I decided I would mentally prepare myself for it, for blowing my load down another man’s rectum. Because I wanted some. I wanted to get mine. And what happens in the chain gang, stays in the chain gang.

A year into my bid, I had a solid system going. I had scrapped and stabbed enough to have at least some respect from even the most feared killers. I had little to no beef with anyone, except a few bloods. But nothing crazy. I had my own hustles and means of making money, I was plugged in solid with a couple of Gangs, I had a handful of good friends that I trusted. It took a while, but I finally learned the ropes and the politics, and I eventually got comfortable. One day, it was a time in the day most of everyone was napping. You’d have a few stragglers up and awake, but most of everyone was laid up sleeping. Usually after lunch, like 1 or 2 o clock. This time of day was real quiet and laid back, and the few that were up and awake would want to shower while it was quiet and calm. This time of day, you would be the only one showering probably. Maybe with another person. Maybe. I had walked into the showers, I put my clothes on the half wall that bordered the actual showers off from the pod itself. I turned the corner naked, and there she was. Tracy. The finest girl I thought was in there. To the others she was 3rd or 4th in line, but I drooled over her. For MONTHS, I had jacked off over and over to the thought of rearranging her insides. She was white, long straight hair down just below her shoulders, probably 5’4 or 5’5. Light brown hair, hazel eyes. On a scale she was probably a 7 or an 8. But the way she carried herself drove me insane. She was just sexy. Super feminine and pretty, petite. Could pick her up and set her down on my dick probably, with ease. She was showering with her back toward the entrance, which meant she knew she had that ass on her. She knew what was up, and liked showing it off to other men. Because in prison, you shower with your back to the wall. If you didn’t, that was a way of saying “Come get it,” or at least an invitation to stare, all you want. I played it cool, went about my business and started to shower. With my back to the wall, she was ahead of me, but to the right a little bit. I couldn’t help but to stare, and watch the hot, steamy soap water run down that smooth, pale, sweet ass. She had been down for several years, and had been a girl for 6 or 7. She was convinced of Vehicular Homicide and was sentenced a 15 to the door.I found out from her personally later, that she came in completely straight, at barley 20. Eventually wanted to try a dick, and did. And loved it. It was on from there. You could tell she had been working on making her body, especially her ass look like a womans. I looked at it and knew it had to be tight. Fuck. As I watched, I started to get hard. I knew I had a big dick. From my experience with women in the past, I just knew it. I had had girls straight up tell me no, because it was “too big” I was and still am, every bit of 8 inches. My dick eventually got HARD, as I continued to shower and watch her. My dick was extended straight out and pulsing in under a couple of minutes. I wasn’t expecting her to turn and look at me, but she did. I was caught off guard. We made eye contact, and then she looked down and smirked. She bit her lip and said “Ooooh, big boy.” She turned back around and giggled, and kept showering. I knew right then and there, that I’m about to either get poked, or get laid. I eased up behind her and said “Maybe you can help me?” She turned and laughed, and said “I always did think you’re kinda cute,” A few seconds later, my tongue was down her throat, and both of my hands were on her ass. And she tasted good. Her body was smooth like a woman’s, I could feel her cock against my leg, I reached down and started stroking it. I wanted to use her. Feeling her dick grow in my hand turned me on, and a part of me wanted to taste it. But no, I don’t want a whole cock in my mouth. I’m just curious. She knelt down and started jacking my dick and looking up at me, grinning. She said “I love straight boys,” before swallowing the head. She used her hand too, a real pro. The suckling sounds were loud, and her moans of pleasure reassured me that she wanted my dick. Craved it. “Mmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm” She sucked it heavy and hard for a few minutes, and came up off of it with a gasp,”Uhhh fuck, that’s a big dick,” I wound her hair up with my hands and made her look at me, “I thought you liked em big baby?” I started to brutally fuck her face, she couldn’t take it all, I’d get so deep I’d feel teeth.  I’d hold it until she would “Ouughhh, ouuughhh,” Finally, I yanked her up and turned her around, bent her over and grabbed her ass. I spread her cheeks and said “Fuuuuckkkk, baby that looks nice,” I slapped it good a few times, spread it back open so I could look at that ass hole. It looked tight for sure. It was small and hairless and pink, and glistening wet. I dug my tongue into it the best I could, I wanted to taste her before I fucked her. Bent against the wall, she moaned, I could see her dick and balls hanging down, her dick was hard already. I ate her ass for probably 5 minutes, I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed that. I stood up and started to push the tip in, and the water combined with the soap made it slide right in. She said “Ooh, fuck baby, you’re big.” I would ease it in a little at a time, with every push, she would moan, she’d giggle at me, and talk to me. “I’m gonna make you mine, boy. That’s a sweet cock. Oooh, fuck.” “Baby, that dicks gonna make me nut on the wall.” I finally got it in to where it wouldn’t go any further, I couldn’t fuck her any deeper. It was so tight, and so warm. It made pussy feel like garbage. I started backing out and thrusting back in slow, and eventually, I was really fucking her. I reached in and held onto her neck for leverage, the water made my balls clap against her ass loud as shit. “Unh, uhhh, fuckk,” “Plap, Plap, Plap, Plap,” “Yeah, baby, fuck me with that dick,” I knew we were waking people up, but I didn’t give a shit. I was having a lot of fun. I ended up dumping my load down her ass. I let my cock sit in her and throb, while my nut oozed out of me and into her. She started jacking, and came super quick. I remember being upset because I couldn’t watch her dick spray nut on the wall and floor. A part of me still wanted it in my mouth. That long and kind of skinny, smooth, pale cock. It looked juicy. The idea that another man came because my dick was in him, letting me use him, the thought turned me on. I was hooked.