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/5 ANOTHER DAY IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD
Pt-1
Nakia Dawson lay back on the bed of his cell, his legs pinned to the shoulders of the convict fucking him as his ass was dug into for the sixth consecutive time in a row. Nakia Dawson is a 28 year old man, wrongly convicted of a crime he didn't commit. He's spent the pass months regretting his misfortune, even more so now that his manhood had been taken away, and he was forced to sexually service his cellmate; -a ruthless tyrant by the name of Duke Daniels.
Duke (as he is called) had taken a liking to Nakia from the first moment he saw him, and was now making him sell his body to other inmates for money and favors. Duke didn't care that Nakia wasn't gay, or that he didn't like most of the men that fucked him. All Duke cared about was getting further ahead, -inmates were willing to pay top dollar' for a shot at some good cell-pussy' (which was what they called an inmate that got fucked regularly). Duke sold Nakia for as little as 5 cigarettes (which flows as cash in prison), and for as much as promises to reward him with huge favors outside the prison walls. Nakia however, got very little from the interactions other than a very sore asshole of a full belly of cum.
The man currently fucking Nakia was a convicted serial killer who slashed the throats of over 30 women in the span of 10 years. Noted as "the roadside killer" wanted in 4 states, Jeremy Waters was once a shy, timid, young man before he started killing women for sex. He grew up in a small town just outside Moss-Green Louisiana. His father was abusive to his mother, and he often watched her get beaten and raped by his ole man. No one ever knew what went on in Jeremy's household, until he came home one day to find his mother murdered by his father as she lay naked on the floor. Jeremy's father was never convicted, as he fled the scene and was never heard from again. Jeremy moved in with relatives at 13, and lived what everyone considered to be a "normal" life. However, Jeremy had a firestorm of turmoil building inside of him.
As his desires for females increased, so did his violence towards them. Simple sex meant nothing to him, he only got truly aroused when he was conflicting bodily harm on someone. The first murder was unintentional, but the others all bought his lust for sex and violence to a climactic end.
Nakia lay underneath Jeremy Waters, looking up into the face of a serial killer as he fucked him. Nakia couldn't help but think of the tens of girls that died at the hands of this man. Jeremy fucked Nakia as if he were one of his female victims. He humped hard into Nakia's ass, thrusting his dick in and out of the bottom man's anus as he flashed back memories of the girls he carved. His eyes rolled up in their sockets as he thought of the naked bodies underneath him, -their bouncing tities, their loud screams, and all the red blood. Jeremy came at that very precise moment, filling Nakia's gut with his sick twisted family's essence.
Nakia was glad that this particular session was over. He hated what Duke had made him become, and hated having to give it up to other inmates as well even more. He watched as Jeremy came down off his climactic high. His dick starting to shrivel inside him. He looked down at Nakia, then turned away with embarrassment before pulling out and walking away. Nakia got up from his bed, then walked over to the sink in his cell. He barely had time to wipe the slime from his ass crack when the next inmate came in for his session, hard dick already protruding his prison garb.
Nakia was guided back to the bed, where he was shoved forward and fucked hard. Nakia tried to stifle a scream as the dick bore through him, tearing through his aching anus without mercy or preparation. The inmate had no concerns for Nakia or his well being, all he wanted was something warm and wet to fuck into until he drained his bloated balls. It was nice getting some new ass, without having to fight for it to the death. Duke made sure Nakia gave his cell pussy up to whomever he chose, refusal meant bodily harm, and Nakia was well aware of what that meant.
The inmate currently fucking him was Tyrone Ware, a 35 yr old convicted of killing his boss after firing him from the Post office. Tyrone had a quick temper (like most inmates), and proceeded to beat the shit out of his supervisor after being reprimanded for lateness. By the end of the fight, Tyrone's boss lay on the floor twitching from a seizure. He later died from complications due to the beating he sustained, which resulted in a lengthy prison sentence for Tyrone.
Tyrone held Nakia by the hips, ramming his dick into the man's back door with anger and aggression. He pounded Nakia's ass non-stop for 15 minutes, groaning and grunting like an animal until he felt himself nearing orgasm. He pushed Nakia forward until his head was banging against the cell wall while he fucked. Nakia tried to keep himself from being knocked unconscious as Tyrone's dick swelled inside him, then started shooting hot cum into his slimed rectum. "Fucking bitch..., take that shit pussy! AAARRRRRHHHH yyeeeaaaaahhhh...!!" he yelled.
"Good pussy?" asked Duke, standing beside the fucking dual as Ty finished up his orgasm, and pulled out.
"Damn straight! Well worth the 5 cigarettes I paid to get into it!" --laughed Ty. Nakia felt like a cheap hooker when he heard the small price paid for fucking him and stealing his manhood.
"Spread the word. This bitch's pussy's gonna be stretched all to hell by the time he gets out of prison!" --laughed Duke, holding Nakia's ass open with his huge hands. "Look at all that nutt spilling out of him!"
"You gonna fuck him now too?" asked Tyrone, tucking his dick as he prepared to leave.
"Naw..., not til he showers and flushes all that cum juice from his ass. I gets my fucks at night while you niggas'r all sleeping!"
"Lucky you!" said Ty, envious.
"Luck had nothing to do with it. I wanted my dick sucked, and MADE this nigga suck it! Pure and simple. Right bitch?"
"Yes, sir!" said Nakia, getting a chuckle from Tyrone.
"Turn around here and suck my dick, bitch!" --ordered Duke. Nakia wasted no time doing as Duke commanded. He spun around and knelt before his cellmate, then unzipped his pants from him and fished out his semi-hardon. Tyrone watched amusingly as Nakia opened his mouth and took the muscle man's prick inside.
"Got her trained good, eh?" smiled Tyrone, liking the way Nakia did as he was told quickly.
"Damn straight! Bitch knows what'll happen to him if he don't do what I said, -and do it well!" warned Duke, flexing his muscles.
"You should dress him up like a woman, sell his ass as REAL pussy for all the guys that want to imagine fucking a female!" --suggested Ty.
"Good idea, man! Put him in a wig and a dress, with some lipstick and make-up? Make his walk the cell block switching like a true bitch!" --laughed Duke, liking the thought.
"Won't be a soft dick in the joint!" --encouraged Tyrone, groping his hardening crotch.
"Hear that bitch? You're about to get a make over!!" --informed Duke, grabbing Nakia by the ears and he began to fuck his throat.
Pt-2
20 year old Puerto rican inmate Alex Sanchez lay back on his bunk in his cell, staring up at the ceiling as he contemplated recent events which happened to him. Memories of Raul and Carlos Rodriguez flooded his mind. He recalled vividly how they took turns fucking him in a prison stairwell after finding him alone with their younger brother David (chap-2). Alex had been fucking around with David for some time before being discovered by David's brothers. David was gay, and had enticed Alex to be his "fuck buddy" while they were incarcerated in prison. David promised Alex that the relationship could be one sided, that all he wanted from Alex was his hard dick whenever it needed attention. Alex thought the offer was too sweet to pass up, despite the Rodriguez's warranted street reputation as gang members. David did a good job of keeping Alex's balls drained for awhile, sucking out many loads as well as allowing him to fuck his butt whenever the mood struck. But when Raul found out Alex was sticking it to his younger brother, he took matters into his own hands, and butt fucked Alex right back. Now the 20 year old straight man lay in bed, his asshole still sore from the memory of his deflowering.
Luckily for Alex, no one knew of his ordeal. Raul and Carlos promised to keep it quite so long as Alex kept the news quite of David's homosexuality. The Rodriguez brothers thought David would catch some serious hell from inmates if word got out that he liked dick. They didn't want to see their brother dogged by men like other gay inmates were.
"Yo man, I'm headed to the commissary, you want anything?" asked Alex's cellmate, as he headed for the cell door.
"Naw man, thanks." --said Alex, his mind a million miles away. He rolled over onto his side, facing away from the prison door. His mind lay heavy as he came to terms with what happened to him. He hoped to be able to put the experience behind him, but wasn't sure how to do so.
"Are you sleep?" asked a familiar voice. Alex looked over his shoulder to see David standing in the doorway.
"No! No! What're YOU doing here?" asked Alex, jumping up off the bed. "If either of your brothers see you in here with me..."
"Relax Alex..., Raul knows I'm here. HE suggested it in fact." --said David, easing Alex's anxiety.
"Really? Why would he do that?" asked Alex, curiously.
"He knows how much I like you." --explained David.
"That didn't seem to matter to him the other day, when he found us in the stairwell." --said Alex. "Do you have any idea what your brothers did to me in there?"
"I...could imagine." --said David, walking into the cell.
"I don't know how you do it, man. Ain't no way I could take dick like that on a regular!" --said Alex.
"I wouldn't expect you to, -I'm gay!" --explained David. Alex just hunched his shoulders. "Look, I told my brother about me. I told him about the arrangement I made with you, and he accepts it."
"Wait a minute..., what arrangement?" asked Alex, confused.
"You know..., about me taking care of your sexual needs." --reminded David, much to the dismay of Alex whom looked more worried then ever. "He understands that I'm gay, and that I get off on servicing a guy like you."
"Okay..., but that still don't explain why you're here in my cell."
"Raul said he'd be willing to over look everything, IF we hooked up and became lovers."
"Became what?" asked Alex, hearing things. "You're crazy! He's crazy! I ain't gay!"
"No..., but you DO like the way I make you feel, right?" asked David, recalling all the times Alex came inside him.
"What? Yeah! But what's that got to do with..."
"No one would know! Raul doesn't want word getting out about me. He's worried that other inmates might try to fuck me over if they found out. But he's willing to let me keep seeing YOU."
"Why me?" asked Alex, not making any sense of it all.
"Because he knows how much I like you. And he knows you would keep our relationship quite. He knows you're not gay, so you won't tell anyone. My family's name and reputation means everything to him and Carlos, -they'd kill for it!"
"I don't know, man..., your brothers're crazy, man!" doubted Alex. "Just think of it this way..., I'd be your own personal private dick sucker, whenever you want it! And only me, you, Raul, and Carlos would know about it." --offered David.
"What do I have to do in the meantime? What's my position in this relationship?" asked Alex, concerned that he might be expected to do things he wouldn't like.
"Nothing. You keep doing what you been doing. Remember, it's a secret, -no one's supposed to know about us."
"And your brother's okay with me fucking you? Both of them?" asked Alex, wanting clarification.
"Yes!"
"I don't know man..., I have to think about it." --said Alex, weighing the pros and cons.
"Okay." --said David, slightly disappointed by Alex's lackluster behavior. "But Raul wants an answer soon..., so don't take too long thinking." --he added, as he walked away.
"This is fucking crazy...!" groaned Alex, as he flopped himself back down in bed.
Pt-3
Former policemen and current correctional officer --Malik Jones, toured through the corridors of Piedmont Penitentiary on duty. He eyeballed the prisoners as they walked by, breaking up any groups and discouraging any misdoing that may be transpiring in the corners of back halls. Officer Jones was short in stature, but big on attitude as not many of the inmates intimidated him.
He patrolled his way into the prison library, where inmates go to read donated books and study up on law. There were only a few guys there manning tables as they passed the time reading. They ignored Malik as he walked on by, inspecting the layout to make sure no dirty business was going on. Sure enough in back of the library, he saw a sight that caused him to hide amongst the racks of books cluttering the shelves.
He saw the prison librarian "Gramps" (an older inmate of about 60) on his knees servicing one of the Muslim brothers in the back of the last aisle. Malik believed the Muslim's name was Abdul, he often hung very close with the Muslim leader Muhammad.
Abdul was 6-0, 175 lbs, lite skin, medium muscular build with full soft lips, thick eye brows, dark eyes, and a long bearded goatee. He was Muhammad's second in command, and often carried his Quran around with him as he preached to the brothers about their salvation and savior. But Abdul's mind was on nothing about Ali now, as he held the old man by the head, and fed him his nice fat juicy 8 inch meat slab.
The older man was 65 year old Copper Jewel, otherwise known as Gramps to the younger cons. He was convicted of killing his entire family (wife and kids) after blacking out on a cocaine spree some 30 years ago. Now an old man, he's spent over half his life in prison. Along the way, he was able to survive by picking up experience here and there, that helped aid him and insure his survival. Deep throating was his preferred method of choice.
Gramps knelt before many men in the 30 years since his incarceration, enabling him to be one of the best head givers in the penal system. Even Warden Dennis Ellis had experienced his special talents, as did many of the prison guards who walked the halls and ventured into the library. It's where Gramps spent most of his time when he wasn't sleeping in his cell with his 59 year old cellmate. Inmates would come into the library (many of them looking for blow jobs instead of books), and end up in the back aisle with their dicks out, feeding it to the old man. Gramps wasn't picky about who's dick he sucked, everyone was fair game. He'd sucked black dick, rican dick, white dick, guard dick, -you name it. They Aryan boys often called him discriminating names while they got their dicks sucked. One in particular was a white Aryan name --Hammer. Hammer was bald headed like the Arm & Hammer guy from the TV commercials. He was muscular built, with racist tattoos and body piercings all over his body. He often wore tight white t-shirts which enhanced his physique. He'd come into the library sorely for a blow job. He'd seek Gramps in the back of the library, and pull out his erect white cock and demand service.
Copper was from the ole skool, he still lived under the belief's of the old days where whites were superior. He'd been on his knees sucking white cock since he was 35, eating whatever they fed into his belly by way of their dicks. So Copper felt nothing about being insulted and called "nigger" or "eggplant" while servicing one or more of the racist men at a time.
Hammer would often take Gramps by the back of the head, and throat fuck his face hard. The fact that Gramps had no teeth in his mouth, made mouth raping him all the easier as his gums moved easily across the girth of the plunging pricks. "Fucking A man! Suck that master cock you black mother fucker! Swallow that cock! Yeah coon, choke on that big meaty sausage!"
Malik watched Abdul feeding Gramps his dick, and couldn't help rubbing his won bulging crotch at the sight of the handsome Muslim being serviced. This wasn't something Abdul participated in regularly, most of the time he was able to refrain from having man/man sex, but there was those occasions when his loins needed release. Abdul stumbled upon Gramps through another Muslim who schooled him on what the old librarian had to offer besides books.
At first Abdul was against it, and tired talking his fellow brother out of using the old man for sinful practices. But after seeing Gramps in action one day (having took on 4 different inmates during the course of time Abdul sat at the library table reading), he had to sample what he was missing. After hearing the last inmate bust his load and walk out satisfied, Abdul closed his book, then slowly made his way into the last aisle where Gramps sat waiting. No words were said as Abdul stood before the old man, his dick imprint clearly visible through the prison pants he wore. Gramps said nothing as he licked the remaining cum from his lips, and waited. After about a minute, Abdul unzipped his pants, and placed his dick into the old man's mouth. Gramps sucked and sucked on that smooth hard shaft until he was rewarded with the fresh seed clogging the Muslim's balls. Abdul came a heavy load, having refrained from jerking off for 2 weeks. Gramps choked down the warm juice as Abdul quickly zipped up and left. He spent hours on his knees in his cell praying for strength and forgiveness. But found himself going back the following week for another BJ.
Malik licked his lips wantonly as he rubbed his crotch. Abdul's dick certainly looked good, and Malik couldn't help but wish he'd been the one on the receiving end of it. But Gramps was doing a superb job of swallowing the entire shaft, and sucking the pulsating head until it erupted sweet cum all over his lips and tongue.
Abdul stifled a gasp as he came, filling Gramps' mouth to capacity as the old man gulped and swallowed every spurt. Abdul staggered back against the book shelf, catching his breath as his dick plopped from the old man's mouth. After about 30 seconds of recuperating time, he tucked his dick and left. Malik followed him out into the corridor where he proceeded to walk down the hall as if nothing happened. Malik knew it was time for him to give Marvin another visit.
Pt-4
Alex Sanchez was still chilling in his cell, when 26 yr old Raul Rodriguez happened into his cell.
"Sup, man?" said Raul awkwardly, standing in the doorway to Alex's cell.
"Oh, uh..., sup Ra?" said Alex, surprised and frightened to see the older brother of David's standing before him. Raul stepped into the cell, making Alex noticeably uncomfortable.
"Relax man, I ain't come here to fuck you." --said Raul, trying to calm the situation.
"Oh, uh..., good." --said Alex, smiling weakly.
"Did David tell you we talked?"
"Yeah. Yeah, he told me..." answered Alex.
"Did he tell you that I gave my blessings for you to keep seeing him?" asked Raul.
"Yeah, he said something about it."
"See..., the thing is, my brother's gay. It burns the hell out of me, but he is what he is, right? I would change him if I could, but I can't. But I don't want these asshole convicts fucking him over either. You know how some of these niggas are, they'll dog the shit out of faggots like my brother. Use him, make him sell his ass..., -and I ain't trying to see my brother go out like that. Feel me?"
"Yeah, I feel you." --agreed Alex.
"Good. So the way I see it, if my brother wants to swing on dick, it should be ONE dick, not 50. Understand?"
"Yeah."
"So since the 2 of you already have a..., special relationship, -I don't see why you 2 can't make this shit a permanent thing. Do you?" Alex swallowed hard.
"Look Ra, man..., I'm not gay..." explained Alex.
"No?" asked Raul, looking surprised. "Didn't stop you from sticking your dick up my brother's ass though, did it?"
"I'm not proud of that either, man..."
"But you liked it, right? You came?" Alex shook his head reluctantly, not wanting to piss off Raul any further. "So all I'm asking is that you continue doing what you already did. Look man, I don't like it either, but my brother does, and he likes you for some reason. If you already willing to fuck him, I don't see why you can't do it on a more regular basis. You'd be getting your balls unloaded, while doing me a favor at the same time."
"Doing YOU a favor?" asked Alex.
"Yeah. I know I don't have any right to be asking you for one, after how me and my brother Carlos took turns fucking you in the ass the other day..., but we were just trying to protect family man, I'm sure you understand that. Right?" Alex nodded reluctantly. "I'd consider it a personal favor if you hooked up with my lil' brother. You know..., become his man, -at least while we're here in the system. You keep seeing my brother David, -keep him happy, and me and my boiz'll have your back in here. Cool? We clear?"
"Yeah. I guess." -answered Alex, shaking Raul's hand to seal the deal. "Come on man, David's dying to see you!" he added, pulling Alex from his cell.
Along the walk back to the brother's cell, Raul introduced Alex as one of his new boiz, meaning he was to be lift alone and protected at all costs. When they finally got back to the brother's cell, David was surprised to see Alex in tow. Raul cleared the immediate area, leaving the cell as well as the adjoining cells empty, for privacy.
"Alex..., what'r you doing here?" asked David, anxiously.
"I sent for him..." said Raul. "...I told you I wanted to support you all I could. So have at it..., you have 20 minutes to get your shit off!" he winked, walking out of the cell to join his posse down the walkway. Alex and David turned to each other, smiling nervously.
"I'm sorry about this, Alex. I didn't know Raul was gonna get so involved."
"He loves you, I guess. He don't wanna see you get hurt."
"You'd never do that, would you?" asked David, walking over to Alex. Alex stood nervously as David reached out to caress his physique from under his prison shirt. I can't believe I have you in my own cell, finally! Do you want me to do anything for you in particular?"
"Naw..."
"Then why don't you lay back on the bed and let me lick you all over? Would you like that?"
"You sure it's safe here?" asked Alex, looking over at the cell door.
"With my brothers and their boiz keeping watch? We could kill someone in here and no one would know!" --answered David, falling to his knees as he caressed the growing bulge in Alex's crotch. Alex kept an eye on the door as David fished out his hardon, then started sucking it.
"umm..." groaned Alex, feeling his dick sucked deep.
Alex bobbed his head back and forth, his tongue slithering along the underbelly of the hard dick as he bathed it with warm spit. Alex felt his legs grow weak every time David took him into his throat.
David loved the feel of the dick sliding down into his throat. He buried his nose in the crotch of his lover's groin, sniffing in the scent of his pubic hairs which tickled his nostrils with every descent. When he pulled back with his lips, he suckled the fat head, tasting the sweet nectar he loved drinking so much. Alex never took his eyes off the cell door while he dick was being so expertly worshipped. He felt his balls starting to tighten as his knees shook. His orgasm had fast approached, the cum now moving up from his balls and through his erection. Alex felt the dick swell in his mouth, and knew the flood gates had been opened. The first eruption blasted into the back of his mouth, splattering against the roof of his mouth, his teeth, and all over his tongue. David swallowed and sucked, then swallowed again, giving his man pleasure. Alex had to hold on to one of the cell bunks for support to keep from falling over. After cumming, David continued to nurse his dick, not allowing it to soften. He glanced over at the digital clock, to see that only 5 minutes had passed. David abandoned dick sucking, stood up, and began undoing his pants. Alex watched in confusion.
"I know you like fucking..., we still have 15 minutes left on the clock before Raul and his boiz return, if you want some pussy?" --suggested David. Alex smirked, watching as David removed his pants and bent over onto his hands and knees on the bed. Alex watched the tan ass cheeks part, revealing the luscious dark hole between. David fingers appeared from under his balls, smearing lube over his tiny bud. Alex positioned himself behind the youngest Rodriguez brother, and aimed his dick up to the entrance.
Both men moaned softly as the dick sank in, the anal walls squeezing shut around them invading phallus. Alex forgot all about keeping watch on the cell door, as he started to pump in and out of David's ass. He liked seeing the chicano boy's ass spread in front of his, the firm butt cheeks spread wide to accept his hard dick. Alex drove himself through the anal ring, getting more and more turned on as his dick became more and more sensitive to the action.
"Fuck me, Alex! Fuck that ass papi!" --encouraged Alex, pressing his head down on the mattress. He felt the dick moving through him, the hot hands of his new lover all over his naked ass and back. Alex became overcome with passion as he thrust back and forth, his loins heating up to a sizzle as he fucked in a bed for the first time since his arrival to prison.
After a few minutes, David encouraged him to pull out. Alex did so reluctantly, not wanting to stop the good feelings running through his loins. David re-positioned himself on his back, then signaled for Alex to lay on top of him. When Alex complied, David reached down and aimed the man's erection towards his asshole, and told him to "push it in". Alex felt his dick sink back in up to his balls, then started fucking David on his back in missionary position as if he were a female.
Alex was surprised that 2 men could fuck in this position, and found himself enjoying it much more than he expected. In this new position, it felt more natural, like he was actually fucking a woman instead of another man. He laid down on top of David fully chest to chest, David held his legs up and open around Alex's waist, giving him deep access into his bowels. Alex could smell the fresh clean scent of David's body underneath him as he moaned softly in his ear. The tenderness of his touch as they fucked together in unison. Alex found himself kissing David along his neck, sucking passionately while his dick moved in and out. David caressed Alex's back and muscles, nibbling gently on his shoulders. Before long they were kissing hotly like a straight couple, sucking each other's tongues as the bed sprung under them.
From the cell door, neither man noticed Raul looking in. He watched the 2 men fuck, the sight of Alex's bare ass humping up and down got his own dick hard as a rock in his pants. He reached down and stroked himself, feeling his hardon strain against the prison material. Memories of butt fucking Alex in the stairwell filled his mind. He wondered if the 20 year old would let him fuck him again, -willingly. He also wondered if his gay brother's ass felt as nice and tight as Alex's? His curiosity tripled when he suddenly heard Alex groan, then saw his body tremble as he came inside his brother's ass. David accepted Alex's cum load, as it poured into his bottom like hot sauce, filling his empty gut. They continued to kiss like newlyweds as orgasm claimed them. After a few minutes of winding down, Alex pulled away and separated.
"We'd better get dressed..., 20 minutes are up!" he reminded. David got up out of bed, his ass feeling well fucked and wet with cum. He dressed happily, knowing he had a permanent lover in Alex, thanks to his brother's involvement. When Raul and the other guys returned, they all acted as if nothing had happened, as if it were just another day in the neighborhood.