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/36 FAMILY DECEPTIONS
Pt-1
Warden Dennis Ellis sat behind the desk in his office, going over his itinerary and making necessary phone calls for various functions he and his wife were scheduled to attend later in the weeks and month. But all through his drive into work that morning he had been anticipating his ritual morning blow job. In fact he had to enter the penitentiary with his blazer and his briefcase in front of his crotch to hide his hardon. As soon as he got to his office, he informed his secretary to buzz him when his prison assistant reported for duty. The secretary nodded her reaction, knowing well what the Warden's prison assistants did for him behind closed doors. She was a bright older woman who pretended not to know much more than she let on, so long as it didn't pertain to her she tended to turn a blind eye.
By the time Ellis finished making his phone calls and going over his schedules, his dick was just about ready to burst in his pants. He needed Davis Wood's mouth, and he needed it now.
"Sally..., where's Davis? Has he come in yet?" asked the Warden, yelling into his intercom.
"uh, sir..., there's a situation here you may need to address first..." Sally replied back through the com link.
"What situation? I'm looking for Davis! Is he late again?" barked Ellis angrily, his hardon starting to ache.
"I'm...I'm not sure, sir. He MAY be here...there's a LOT of people here to see you..." said Sally.
"People?" asked Ellis, not expecting any visitors at this time of morning. "Tell them to take a seat, I'm looking for my assistant..."
"There's too many of them to sit down, sir!" responded Sally.
"What'r you talking about?" asked Ellis, frustrated.
"uh, sir..., I think you need to come see this!" was all Sally said before breaking link.
Ellis grumbled to himself as he pushed himself from up under his desk and re-arranged his hardon before walking towards the door.
"What's the probl...?" asked Ellis, stopping in mid-sentence when he noticed the room full of inmates standing in his waiting room. "What the hell is this?" he asked, annoyed.
"They just showed up, sir..." said Sally, standing behind her desk. In all her time here she'd never had direct contact with more than a few inmates at a time. Now she was confronted with what looked to be over 30 black men piled into one room and the outer hall. Many of them hadn't seen a woman in years (even an aging one), they stared at her with hungry eyes, making her nipples harden as her panties began to moisten.
"Did you call security?" asked Ellis. "What's the meaning of this?"
"We're here in support of Muhammad Shaeed!" said Abdul, stepping forth from the crowd. "We're all men outside the Muslim religion who he has counseled and guided through some of the roughest times of our lives! We demand to be heard on his behalf!"
"Demand??" asked Ellis, ready to throw them all out.
"I have lists of Muhammad's outside contacts, and I'm sure reporters of the Inquirer would love to know why he's unlawfully being held in Solitary Confinement when he's done nothing to merit a sentence there! You're holding him because of his statements to reporters, but that is his legal right to speak out against unfair conditions of the prison! What's not legal is to seek further punishment for his speaking out, and holding him as an example to others!"
"So you think coming here, storming my office, and threatening me with calls to reporters will free Muhammad?" asked Ellis, deviously. Abdul stepped in closer...
"What if I assured you that you won't have to worry about Muhammad making anymore claims against you or the penitentiary ever again? Would that get him released?" asked Abdul.
"How can YOU make that claim?" asked Ellis, curiously.
Abdul pulled Ellis aside, away from prying ears.
"It's MY intention to get Muhammad to leave the Muslim religion..., to focus his energies on trying to get another trial!" informed Abdul. "The Muslims turned their backs on him in his hour of need, I'm sure it won't take much to turn him around!"
"Can you assure this?" asked Ellis, wanting Muhammad out of his hair.
"Definitely!" said Abdul.
Ellis seemed to maul it over for a few seconds, then decided...
"Okay. I'll release him, but if I hear even the slightest peep out of him, I'm coming after BOTH of you! Understand?"
"Yes, sir!" said Abdul, praying he could really get Muhammad to follow him out of the religion. Ellis turned back towards his office, then paused as he told his secretary...
"Buzz me as soon as my lazy ass assistant gets here!" he finished, slamming his office door. The crowd of men cheered once Abdul told them of Muhammad's release. An officer took Abdul down into the basement of the prison (as instructed by Ellis), and shown Muhammad's cell. When the doors opened, Abdul was assaulted with a foul stench which attacked his nose like a swarm.
Hanging from a chain suspended from the ceiling by his wrists was Abdul's cellmate and lover, reeking in the scent of his own urine and feces.
"My god, Muhammad...!" gasped Abdul as he rushed into the cell. Muhammad hung from the chains, looking frail, weak, and malnourished. He didn't seem fully conscious when the officers carefully lowered him to the soiled floor and into Abdul's arms. Abdul didn't care who saw his feelings emerge as he cradled Muhammad in his arms and kissed him gently on his sweaty brow. He whispered words of courage and inspiration in his ear, telling him he was free and back with him, with someone who loved him.
He took him down to the shower room, stripping himself naked as he washed up his cellmate. The guards watched, smirks on their faces as Abdul tended to his lover's needs. After a warm shower, warming his cold clammy body, Muhammad started to come back around to his senses. By the time his mind started to function properly again, Abdul had him draped in towels as he escorted to a private room to dress.
"Muhammad..., are you alright?" asked Abdul, holding his lover's head in both hands as he stared deeply into his vacant eyes.
"I'm..., I'm...okay..." whispered Muhammad, gaining his barrings. "Wher..., where'r we?"
"Still in Solitary..., but we're free to leave as soon as you're dressed and ready!" said Abdul. Muhammad sat still atop a steal table for a moment, his mind and memory starting to return slowly. "How do you feel?"
"Hungry..." said Muhammad, not having eaten in days (weeks) maybe?
Abdul walked over to his discarded clothing and reached into his pocket. He pulled out some mints he'd gotten from the commissary. Muhammad tore into the mints like a starving man. Abdul watched him chewing the mints, swallowing them quickly only to replace them with more.
"We'll have to see what we can scrounge up for you when we get back up top." said Abdul, touching Muhammad affectionately. "I missed you so much, man..."
"Me too." said Muhammad, as Abdul leaned in and kissed him on his chapped lips. Before long, both men were kissing hard, swapping spit and devouring each other's tongues.
Muhammad was still feeling a little weak, needing food and rest, but his dick couldn't help responding as his hands reached for Abdul's naked body. Abdul melted in Muhammad's hands, standing between the seated man's legs as they hugged and kissed like teenagers for the first time. Abdul moaned softly in Muhammad's mouth as the older man's hands grabbed tightly onto his ass cheeks. He reached down and started to stroke Muhammad's hard 9 inch dick. Muhammad was already leaking pre-cum, not having cum in awhile. Abdul broke his mouth away from Muhammad's sweet mint smelling mouth, then got down onto his knees before him. Muhammad closed his eyes as Abdul's mouth enveloped his manhood.
"Oh my gosh..." groaned Muhammad, feeling Abdul's lips and tongue sliding up and down his hard sensitive shaft. After a few minutes of steady sucking, he looked down onto the face of his lover, watching his dick slide in and out of his mustached lips. Muhammad wanted to pull Abdul up to his feet, and devour him more with deep soul kisses, but his mouth felt so good on his dick that he didn't want to disturb him.
Abdul was loving the way Muhammad's dick filled his mouth and parts of his throat. He bobbed his head up and down, taking more and more of the hard shaft before he started to swallow it. Muhammad groaned deeper, his dick already showing signs of cumming as it pulsed and throbbed in Abdul's sweet sucking mouth. Abdul reached up and cupped Muhammad's hairy ball sack and massaged them gently, churning the cum meal around inside in the testicles. Muhammad grunted, then started filling Abdul's mouth his dinner. Abdul quickly gulped it all down, never letting the dick leave his mouth once. He stroked his own dick until he was ready to pop, shooting his hot load all over the floor beneath the table Muhammad sat on. Abdul groaned around the mouthful of dick filling his mouth, chewing gently on the now rubbery snake as it slowly deflated between his lips.
"Come on..." whispered Abdul, gaining his composure as he climbed back up on his feet. "...let's get you top side so you can eat."
Pt-2
34 yr old Davis Wood finally made his way into the Warden Ellis' office. Ellis was enraged by Davis' blatant lateness, and ordered him on his knees. The 52 yr old married father of 5 got up from behind his desk, pulling his thick hard 8 inch uncut dick from his trousers. He roughly shoved it into Davis' mouth, then started to skull fuck him as he grabbed onto his head. Davis choked and gagged as the dick rammed the back of his throat repeatedly. He knew Ellis would be angry that he was late, but he wasn't expecting the rough treatment.
Gobs or thick spit drooled from the corners of his mouth as he face was fucked deeply by the prison leader. Davis' hands locked onto Ellis' thighs for support as the man rode his face hard and fast. Ellis shoved his fat meat throughout the length of Davis' throat, fucking deep inside from tip to bloated balls as he hammered at the upturned face until Davis was gargling and gagged up phlegm in multiple masses.
Ellis had been fucking Davis' throat for at least 15 minutes, his big balls bouncing off the younger man's chin, when Ellis decided to yank his dick from his throat, leaving the 34 yr old married man with 4 kids of his own gasping for breath. "I think it's time you saw The Chamber!" said Ellis, walking over to his wall bookshelf, his thick dick bouncing wetly before him. He reached back in between a set of Encyclopedias and pushed a button, causing the whole wall to open up and reveal a hidden room inside. Davis got to his feet as Ellis motioned him over. "THIS is The Chamber!" he introduced, as Davis peered inside.
Inside was a large bed, several torture like apparatuses, and a sling suspended from the ceiling. On the walls were various whips, paddles, dildos, and other instruments used to torture and enslave. "From now on when you visit, we'll be using this room for our entertainment!"
Pt-3
In the employee lounge, 26 yr old prison officer Malik Jones is having a lite lunch with his new friend 22 yr old officer Andrew Roberts. They are sitting at a lunch table talking privately when officers Peachtree and Reinhold entered. The two older officers eye the younger ones, then whispered amongst themselves. Malik ignored them as Peachtree walks over to their table...
"So Andrew..., not hanging with US anymore?" he asked, looking down at the young man.
"No Carl..." answered Andrew, bluntly. "...not after finding out you guys fucked me over with that `initiation' scam! That shit wasn't right!"
"Was fun while it lasted! Admit it, you enjoyed it!" teased Peachtree, making Andrew squirm uncomfortably in his seat. "I heard you dumped you church girlfriend..., whatsherface! You shacking up with Malik now? You two butt buddies?"
"Jealous?" asked Malik smugly, knowing Peachtree would fuck either of them if given half a chance.
"I might be..., considering how good Andy's ass is, and how well fucked the inmates keep you!" answered Peachtree. "Would be interesting to see who's the top between you, as you both seem to really like the dick a lot!"
Andrew jumped up out of his seat, causing Peachtree to step back as the younger officer poised for a fight.
"Don't Andy..., he ain't worth it!" warned Malik, grabbing his arm and guiding him back into his seat.
"Yeah bitch, you best listen to your sister before you get more than a dick up your ass!" threatened Carl. "Anytime you think you're ready to take ME on kid, you just say so..., I'll be ready, dick OR fists!"
"Forget him, Andy..., he's stuck in 8th grade!" joked Malik, causing Andrew's mood to lighten.
"So what were you asking me?" continued Andrew, picking up where they left off.
"I was just asking had you noticed any prisoners gone...missing, since you've been here?" asked Malik.
"hmmm..." thought Andy. "I know there's been a lot of transfers from one cell to another for whatever reason..., and then I also know a few inmates've been transferred to other facilities..."
"What inmates? Are you sure they were transferred? Did you see any transfer papers?"
"uh..., no. Not really. Why?" asked Andrew, curiously.
"Just asking..." said Malik, thoughtfully. "...I can account for the cell transfers, but there seems to be a high volume of prison transfers coming from B & C Blocks..., and they all seem to be associated with Duke somehow?"
"Duke Daniels? The muscled convict?" asked Andrew. "You think he's got something to do with these guys transferring? Maybe they requested transfers after he made them into his prison ladies? I know I wouldn't want to stay around here with THAT kinda reputation!"
"Maybe..." said Malik. "...but I'd feel a lot better if I could get a look at those transfer records."
"I'm sure Ellis'll let you have a look." said Andrew, taking the led off of his microwave heated meal.
"I'd rather Ellis didn't know I was looking..." said Malik, looking as Andrew used a fork to stir his leftovers. Malik instantly recognized the dish as one of McConnell's specialties. "You and David still seeing each other?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yes!" answered Andrew. "Hot and heavy! He's a great fucking guy! I can't believe you introduced me to him!"
Pt-4
In the Prison's Rec-room, Alex Sanchez was sitting in the bleachers, watching his boyfriend (Raul Rodriguez) playing in a friendly game of basketball when Neko (one of Raul's Rootboiz) run in. He told Alex that something had happened to David (Raul's brother), and that he needed him. When Alex tried to call to Raul, Neko told him that David didn't want to see his brother, that he asked for Alex alone. Alex hesitated, but then took off to see what was wrong.
He rushed through the prison corridors until he got to D-Block, where he found David sitting in his cell waiting for him.
"What's wrong? What happened? Are you alright?" asked Alex, out of breath.
David got up from his bunk and walked up to Alex, throwing his arms around his neck as he kissed him long on the lips. Alex tried to resist, but hesitated as David's tongue slipped into his mouth. The kiss was familiar, something Alex enjoyed at one point. But he belonged to someone else now, someone who would beat his ass alive if he saw what he was doing.
Alex broke the kiss.
"What're you doing??" he asked, shocked and surprised. "I thought something happened to you? Neko told be you needed me!"
"I DO!" gasped David, still grasping Alex. "I still LOVE you!" he blurted, causing Alex to step back. "You can't tell me that you love Raul the same way you love me! I KNOW you don't! Not with the way he treats you!"
"Raul treats me good!" defended Alex.
"He butt fucks you with no reciprocation! You're not gay! I know you liked to fuck, taking Raul's dick is against your nature! You can't tell me you're satisfied with just him fucking you and you not getting your own needs met!" said David.
"YOU did it when we were together!" said Alex.
"I'm gay! I get pleasure from getting fucked and satisfying my man! Are you telling me you like getting fucked now?"
"I didn't say that..." said Alex.
"So you hate it?" asked David.
"I..." started Alex, somewhat confused. Getting fucked was rough in the beginning, but now that he'd gotten used to Raul's dick and his frequent quick fucks, it wasn't that bad. "...it's okay..." he finally responded. "Raul's not bad once you get to know him. He has a very emotional side to him he rarely show's people!"
"He's a liar, man! You can't trust him! Not only did he set ME up with Genuwine in that stairwell (chap-18. pt-9) and with Duke to have me gang banged (chap-26, pt-2), he also didn't rescue you from the rape you nearly got in the shower that day! HE set it all up with his boiz to have them rough you up and look like they were going to rape you so he could come in and save the day (chap-17, pt2)! He's been playing us and lying to you since day one!"
"How do you know this?" asked Alex, feeling hurt by Raul's betrayal.
"Because Rusty and Pablo belong to my dad's gang now, they told me the truth! Why would they lie?"
"It's not true..., Raul wouldn't do that to me..." whispered Alex, more to himself than David.
"I'm his brother..., and he's fucked me over even more! What makes you think you're above it?" asked David. "Because he's been so open and honest to you...?" he asked, reading Alex's thoughts. "...that's just pillow talk! You can't believe a man every time he tells you he loves you, that's just his emotions playing on him at the time of his affection! Raul loves nobody but himself! Believe me!"
"Well..., what can I do...?" asked Alex, feeling trapped. "...I can't just leave him, he won't let me go that easily!"
"Maybe I can help!" said a familiar voice from behind. Alex spun around to find himself face to face with Raul's father Romero. Alex looked visibly shaken when the older Rodriguez walked in.
Pt-5
Davis Wood found himself in a peculiar and unfamiliar position; his hands tied behind his back as he lay naked and face down in a sling suspended from the ceiling, his head hanging peculiarly over the edge as the Warden (Dennis Ellis) fucked his mouth with his thick long dick.
Davis was unable to stop Ellis from fucking his throat as he jammed every inch of his manhood down into his gullet. Thick ropey masses of spit drooled from Davis' mouth, coating Ellis' entire dick as he slammed it back and forth through Davis' open mouth.
The Warden face fucked him for a full 30 minutes, turning Davis into nothing but a hole to fuck. Davis' throat was raped and ravaged as Ellis pumped his thick dick in and out. When he was ready to cum, he shoved all the way in until he fat hairy balls pressed wetly against his chin, and unloaded an entire night's worth of saved cream down into his belly.
Davis felt rope after rope of thick throat clotting cum spurting into his stomach, his own dick lying rock hard underneath him out of reach. Ellis held his head down until he finished unloading, pulling his prick free and wiping his slime wet meat across his shocked face.
"Hang tight, sweet cheeks..." said Ellis, tucking his fat dick back into his gray slacks. "...I may still want to use that mouth after my phone conference!"
Pt-6
Back in the Rootboiz prison block... "Just hear him out, Alex..." said David, touching Alex's arm affectionately.
"I know you don't approve of my relationship with my son David, Alex..., but I've already explained that to you (last chap). I want to try to make you understand the proposition I'm about to place before you..." Alex looked on, listening intently. "I know how you feel about my son David. David's told me all about your relationship before Raul intervened. I won't have no objection to you two rekindling that relationship between you..., IF you leave Raul and come stay with US!"
Alex's eyes widened.
"STAY with you?" he questioned, unclearly. "You mean..., as a couple? A threesome?"
"Yeeh." answered Romero.
"You'll have the best of both worlds, Alex! Dad would get to fuck you periodically, but you and I would be together again! We'd be like we were before, but without Raul's interference! It'll be great!!" said David, enthusiastically.
"Yeah..., great for HIM!" said Alex looking over at Romero, who now gets two asses to fuck.
"If it were just a question of me wanting more ass, I could make this arrangement with ANY other convict, lots of them would jump at the chance to be fucked by me and fuck my son..., but DAVID is the one that wants you, I'm just willing to give me son what he wants! Now does that sound like a father who's selfish and trying to USE his son for his own personal needs like you claimed?"
Alex was confused.
"What about Raul? What happens when he finds out I've been taken by you and David? What's to prevent him and his boiz from coming after me?" worried Alex.
"I have control of most of this cell block!" declared Romero. "Anyone stupid enough to go against my orders and follow Raul would receive a much worse punishment than Raul will! They wouldn't DARE come after you! Not if they value their lives!"
"It's true, Alex..., dad already had his own following, plus Rusty, Pablo, and Neko! Raul's gang no longer exists!"
Alex couldn't believe what he was hearing. Had Raul's gang turned on him already, so quickly? What happened to loyalty?
"So what's your answer, Alex?" asked Romero, walking up close to Alex face to face. He reached up and gently stroked Alex about the left cheeks and neck, a far cry from the last encounter they had where Romero was threatening to put his foot through Alex's ass.
"Join us, babee..." whispered David, walking up behind Alex. He pressed up behind him, wrapping his arms around Alex's waist as he kissed the back of his neck. Romero saw Alex's resistance melting before his eyes, and leaned in to begin kissing the other side of his neck as he ground into his front.
Alex was being suckled front and back, his neck being sucked passionately on both sides. He groaned as he felt Romero's hardened dick pressing into his as he reached around back and squeezed the man's ass cheeks through his prison pants. David reached for his fasten, unzipping his pants as he slipped them down Alex's legs. Alex felt exposed as his pants and underwear were removed. Romero's lips moved up to Alex's mouth, kissing the 20 yr old directly in the mouth. Alex felt the older man's thick tongue enter his mouth as David parted his butt cheeks from behind and pressed his face up in his ass.
"uhh..." groaned Alex into Romero's mouth as David started to lick and suck his asshole. Romero's kisses were so forceful that they pushed Alex's back over David's head, bending him backwards.
David stuck his tongue up Alex's asshole, sucking heatedly on the man's love button as his father seduced him from above. Alex reached for Romero's belt, unfastening his pants as he wrapped his hand around his phallus. Romero's dick was bigger and thicker than his son's, Alex found himself curious to who was the better fucker, -father or son? Romero felt his son's lover slowly jacking his dick, he knew David was eating his asshole, preparing it for fucking. He could tell by the way Alex squeezed his rod that he wanted it inside him, despite his earlier contentment for the older man for fucking his youngest son. Romero wanted to send a message to Raul that nothing of his was what it seemed, that anything and anyone could be taken away from him. But he also wanted to show Alex who was the better man. Raul was a carbon copy of him, 14 years younger than his father. Romero was the real deal, numero-uno when it came to breaking the mold. Alex had no idea what he was in store for.
After literally taking Alex's breath away with a sensuous kiss, Romero turned him around face to back. David was delighted when Alex's hard dripping 8 inch uncut rican cock came into view. He licked his lips and took the red tipped morsel between his lips as his dad spit onto his own hard 8 inch uncut cock and placed it up between Alex's butt cheeks.
Alex felt David's mouth and throat sink onto his dick after a long absence, while his father pushed his own dick between his buns, pushing into his bunghole. Alex groaned as Romero's thick dick stretched his anus and sank into him. Alex felt impelled as the older man pushed all the way up into him. David's mouth was pressed into Alex's groin, his entire cock pressed down into the kneeling man's throat while the father ground his pelvis into his ass, churning his manhood around in his gut.
Alex couldn't help but feel overwhelmed as both father and son worked him over. David started to expertly suck back and forth on his rock hard cock, while Romero fucked in and out of his tanned ass. Alex couldn't remember the last time he felt so good. Sure Raul fucked him often enough, but as David said, it was always one sided and not reciprocated. Now he was being fucked and sucked simultaneously, getting two intense sensations at once, and his body was loving it.
Romero grabbed Alex about the waist and started to really ride his ass, pumping his hips back and forth as he buried his bone into the young rican over and over. David did the same with Alex's dick, sucking it deep into his talented throat repeatedly. Alex was fucked back and forth. His body belonged to the Rodriguez men as father and son worked him over together. Romero's dick dug deep while David opened his throat to allow Alex's meat to pummel his gullet at will. Alex felt his balls tighten as his first load started to rise up his cum-shaft and shoot straight down into David's lubricated throat.
"MMMMMMmmmm..." groaned David, feeling the cum spurting down his esophagus.
Romero felt Alex's hole convulsing around his plunging manhood, and held onto him tightly as he rode him straight through his first orgasm. David sucked all the semen from his pulsating cock while his dad continued to fuck him. Alex moaned and groaned as his body shook and trembled, his knees going weak as he was repeatedly impelled on Romero's hardon.
Pulling Alex over to the bed, Romero pushed him onto his hands and knees. In doggy position, Romero was able to fuck him harder, hammering his asshole with a steady pace. Alex grunted lustfully with each inward thrust, his body jerking forward every time Romero's dick speared through his clinging rectum. David removed all of his clothes, then climbed up under Alex, lying prong beneath him. Alex was still getting fucked by Romero when David maneuvered himself between his legs, then aimed Alex's still hard cock up to his greased hole. Alex's dick sank inside him even while Romero was still humping away from behind. David stared up into Alex's eyes as Alex entered him. The two men smiled at each other, knowing they were back together again. David reached up and pulled Alex down on top of him, kissing him deeply. Alex's dick was forced in and out of David's sucking asshole, powered by Romero's hard hammering thrusts. Romero watched his thick dick pounding through the young rican's ass. Alex was definitely tight, tighter than David's ass, Romero knew he'd enjoy banging the straight boy regularly, stretching his hole out of shape with every new fuck.
David was back in love, lying on his back kissing Alex freely while stroking his own hardon, he and Alex grunting like bulls as they both got fucked. It wasn't long before David's legs started to stiffen as his cock swelled in his hand. He started to pant into Alex's mouth just as he came all over his stomach and chest, shooting streak after streak of white semen across his torso.
Alex felt David's orgasm as his asshole sucked rhythmically on his plunging penis. He felt David grab him tighter while cumming, and began to lose his own load (his second) in David's bowels. David felt the hot spurts filling his colon, spitting hot seed into his gut and painting his inner walls.
Romero felt Alex's second climax as his hole gripped him like a vice. Romero hammered harder before ramming his entire cock up inside the man's roost, and filling him with every precious drop of his manly essence. Alex felt the dick jerking inside him, and knew Romero was breeding him. The three men panted like marathon runners as their orgasms slowly subsided. Romero pulled from Alex's ass while Alex pulled from David's. The three of them smiled widely Alex and David settled down onto the bed together, cuddling like lovers. Romero pulled up his pants, tucking his dick as he walked out onto the catwalk. He saw Raul rushing into his cell, no doubt searching for Alex, his lost lover. Romero grinned, knowing the war had started.
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