War Toy

The following story is a work of complete fiction. None of the characters exist and none of the events ever happened, keep that in mind. It contains graphic scenes of violence, reader beware.

The guys in this story might not be using rubbers, but they aren't real. You are. Practice safe sex, please.

War Toy

by David George

"Ok ladies, get your asses off the bus, Now!" the Guard shouted at the prisoners as he opened the door to their transport.

Another day at Slater Penitentiary. Home to 900 men all convicted felons from petty crime to convicted murderers and rapists, it now had 20 more to call its walls home. Among the fresh meat was Quincy Davies. He didn't belong here, or so he thought. He only did what any normal man would've done in his situation.

Quincy had walked in on his girlfriend of five years, riding a next man's dick, in his bed. So what, they were having problems but to fuck another guy in his bed. To make it worse this wasn't just any man, it was his best friend, Jamie, his bro, his peeps.

He was angry, so he showed Jamie what backstabbin', bitch fuckin' bastards like him got, a proper beat down. Quincy had beat Jamie to within an inch of his life before the cops burst in and pulled him off him. Now he was here in prison, aggravated assault and a five-year sentence, with chance of getting off in two for good behavior.

"Quincy Davies" Quincy stepped forward from the line upon hearing his name. He was handed an overall, underpants, a toothbrush and toothpaste. The guard smirked when he looked at him.

Quincy knew what happened to guys who looked like him in prison, at 24, 5' 11", brown skinned with bright brown eyes and curly hair he was a pretty boy. Outside pussy came easy, now he was faced with being one in here. No amount of work he may have done in the gym would scare anyone off. In fact, it only made him more desirable.

Conrad "Con man" Jones was the first of the gang scouts to see the new meat. Not bad' he thought. The Snakes' needed new soldiers and a couple of these guys looked like fighting material. Then he saw Quincy. Oh Shit, this boy was da bomb. The boss would love him, after all, it was his fault that his last bitch got raped and beaten to death, when he left him unguarded in the showers.

This specimen was even better, pretty in every way with a firm ass to boot. But he had to move fast caus' the others would come looking soon. He left the orientation area and hurried towards the `snakes' headquarters.

The new men were then paired up and placed in cells. Quincy was paired with a white guy named Skyler. Obviously, this guy was a skin, he had tattoos everywhere and he was big at about 6' 1". But Quincy was not scared of him, it was the other prisoners who leered at him and the other's while they passed their cells. They called them names and reached their hands out to grab them.

In the cell Quincy decided to take the bottom bunk seeing that Skyler put his stuff on the top. He only knew his name because they called both their names before pairing them together.

"Hey dude, I'm Skyler, what you in for?" he didn't sound that dangerous. Quincy hesitated "Don't watch these tats, I got `em a long time ago and they've only brought me trouble since, so what you in for?"

"Aggravated Assault" Quincy said

"Wow! a fighter huh?" Skyler whistled "that should help you in here man, looking like you do, y'know guys like you never last right?" Quincy ignored the comment

"So what you in here for, you seem pretty dangerous yourself" Quincy said

"Well they pinned me for a robbery where some store owner got shot, the thing is, it happened on the same day I walked out on the gang. I knew Luke was too kind when he told me I could just leave. Next thing I knew the police were banging on my door and I ended up here."

"And your saying you were framed?"

"Yeah, you never leave the skins, but I wanted out, too many of my friends were killed"

"So you won't try to cut my throat then?" asked Quincy

"No, I'm not a murderer man, I just got mixed up in something I thought I wanted" Skyler seemed ok, one less thing for Quincy to worry about but what about outside his cell?

Word had traveled fast about the new prisoners and especially the new beauty.

`Los Rosas', the Latino gang, got a report on the new prisoners as soon as they were unloaded. Monty, a guard who was on their payroll gave a rundown to gang leader Cesar.

All three gangs were fighting a war and they needed soldiers. Monty said there were good prospects but probably the most important thing he said was that there was some new bitch material for him as well...

"What?!" Cesar asked

"Yeah, Cesar, this boy is looking like something you would like to get into"

"Well, these recruits may be good after all"

"But you gotta move fast, the others may have seen him already, he's pretty hard to miss"

Others had seen Quincy already including the Skinz', the skinheads who also scoped out the newbies. Dave, gang scout gave gang leader Jack the ripper' Kennedy the news.

"I saw that turncoat we've been waiting for and something else." Dave said "A new ass, he's black but he's also grade `A' and I hear all the others have pinned him already."

Jack rubbed his chin, he hadn't had any good man pussy in a while and he wanted some bad, if this one was as good as Dave said he was, his troubles were over.

Prison wars begin for strange reasons, they can be as simple as fucking the wrong guy to raping a gang leader's personal bitch. That's exactly how this war started.

When the Skinz' started infiltrating and steeling drug business from Snakes' territory, JJ, snakes leader decided that something needed to be done. He had his guys trap and rape two of the `skinz' top men.

In the mean time los rosas' liked the distraction the budding war was creating so Cesar threw his hat into the ring by shanking a snake' before the skinz could retaliate. This didn't go down well with JJ. He decided to start playin' rough as he thought the skinz were responsible and he had his guys beat the skinz second in command to death.

Through it all the skinz hadn't retaliated yet and knew the whole score as, if they hadn't killed that snake only the los rosas' could have. Jack decided to give a double blow. The skinz raped and killed JJ's personal bitch. For los rosas' jack gave Cesar a personal bite, he had his men corner him and he raped his ass.

After that, it became a free for all, with victims on all three sides being raped, beaten and sometimes killed. Some of the guards turned a blind eye to it all for the right price of course. All three gang leaders had freed themselves of bitches for fear of retribution but now there was fresh meat to be had and the fish were biting.

Quincy was in Slater Pen for his fourth day and all seemed to be going great; maybe what they said about prison wasn't true after all. Then again, a number of the new guys had ended up in the infirmary for no known reason, at least not to him.

Unbeknownst to him word had been sent out that he and Skyler not be touched by anyone. Skyler was to be Skinz property and Quincy, well he was being watched by all involved to see who would make the first move.

"Y'know Skyler, this prison thing isn't that bad after all, nobody has tried to mess with me or anything" Quincy said, lying on his back looking up.

"Yeah, I know what you mean, maybe our sizes scared them off, I mean your pretty buff"

"I don't know, I see guys way bigger than me, I mean I know that they are watching me its like when I step into the showers everybody gets still, this silence"

"I've seen somebody get raped already, and I've heard somebody else screaming one day while I was working in the kitchen, some one must've dragged him into the storage room, so don't think it's a bed a roses."

"Well I'll definitely be watching my back, speaking of which, I'm going to take a shower"

"Watch it man"

Quincy collected his stuff and headed for the showers. He didn't see the group of skinz heading for his cell from the other direction.

Skyler lay on his back on his bed staring at the blank ceiling when suddenly he was dragged from his top bunk. He was thrown to the floor and when he looked up there were five skinz surrounding him, all big and all looking vicious.

"Hey Skyler, we've been waiting for this ever since you came here" one said as he handled his crotch.

"Yeah we're gonna have some fun with you boy, you know nobody leaves the skinz" another said, they dove onto Skyler, ripping his overalls to shreads until he was naked. They then grabbed him and splayed his legs.

Skyler was screaming but no one would come, they hit him over the head and then finally one of them used his underpants to stuff his mouth.

One of the big guys grabbed Skyler's legs and surged up into his virgin ass.

"Mmmmmmmmm!!!..." Skyler screamed, unheard.

Quincy got his shower and headed back to his cell, before he got there however he knew something wasn't right. Just outside his cell, he could plainly see a scrap of what looked like an overall. Quincy started to run now. What he saw when he reached the cell was horrible.

There on the floor covered in blood and cum was Skyler and he wasn't moving. Quincy rushed over to him and started to shake him.

"Skyler! Skyler! Oh God! please wake up man" Quincy couldn't handle this, how could someone do this to another person; he was almost on the verge of tears. He looked at Skyler's face and saw that his mouth was stuffed with something.

"Aww, how sweet" a menacing voice said from behind Quincy, he spun around to see three Latinos standing at the door way.

"Grab him Carlos!" before Quincy could react he was dragged kicking out of his cell. Los rosas had decided to make the first move on Quincy after all. His mouth was stuffed as he was dragged towards `los rosas' HQ.

"Don't hit him, Cesar doesn't want a scratch on him" one said as they continued to pull Quincy towards the cell. He was fighting as hard as possible to get away but they held on.

He was finally led to a cell and dumped on the floor; he heard the cell door close behind him. He looked ahead to see a tall muscular Latino who had tattoos on his chest and arms, wearing only a pair of boxers. Every inch of him was covered with muscle. He supposed that this was Cesar.

"Well, they were right" Cesar said as he got up off his bunk and walked towards Quincy who was on the floor. Quincy was shaking like a leaf. He was scared shitless and he couldn't hide it.

"You're scared, that's good I like my bitches scared" Quincy couldn't believe what he just heard, bitch', I am his bitch', his eyes flooded with water.

"You see there's a war going on in here and you are sort of a scarce commodity, now I'm going to go easy on you for now at least until I can get you in my cell permanently. But after that your every move will be at my command. If you're good to me, I'll be good to you."

"B-b-but I'm not like that" Quincy whispered his head down, still trembling

"That's a part of the thrill, I will break you in, those punks out there are the ones who'll rape you, I'll love you we all need a little love in here and you need protection" Cesar went up to Quincy and held his face up. He was crying.

"Stop the weepin' if I was gonna fuck you I would've done it already, I'll wait for a little while. But you gotta suck my dick." Quincy gulped

"I can't do it" he said shakily.

"I'll show you how, now take my dick out" for the first time Quincy looked up at the face of his MAN. This was a powerful man who could take him without even trying. He felt helpless.

"Now bitch or I'll rethink fucking you" Cesar threatened, knowing that this would get him to move. He didn't want to hurt this one, this boy was going to do just fine and with the proper training he could be an asset. He was a bit surprised though when he saw him. Typical bitch material was either skinny and soft or plump and soft. This kid was a musclepup and from what Monty said he was a fighter.

But Cesar knew that prison did strange things to a man so while he may have been an aggressive pussyhound on the street, in prison he could be reduced to a pussy in no time. Quincy seemed on his way. Cesar liked him though, he seemed to have the right amount of toughness and he would make sure to fuck out any fight left in him.

Quincy slowly reached his trembling hand up to Cesar's fly and reached inside. He gasped as his finger touched the thick vine. He had never touched another man's dick before. He held on to it and pulled it out the boxer's fly opening. It was cut and a musky smell emanated from it. He could not do this. He dropped it.

"Well, this is going to be harder than I thought" Cesar said angrily and then grabbed Quincy's head and mashed it into his crotch "now eat my cock or else!"

Quincy was almost out of breath when Cesar let go of his head. He was breathing heavily as he looked up at the limp cock hanging out.

"I'm going to make this easier for you, seeing it's your first time" Cesar pulled his boxers off and kicked them aside. He started to jack his cock until it was erect and moved closer to Quincy's face. He then started to slap Quincy in the face with his drooling dick.

"Now open your mouth bitch" Quincy saw no other way out of the predicament and he opened his mouth and Cesar quickly pushed his cock head in.

"Now lick it and watch your teeth" Cesar liked the look in Quincy's eyes as he slowly saw that he was no longer his own man. He started to slowly lick.

"Ahh yeah lick it, more, more" Cesar hadn't gotten a good blow in while and he was going to enjoy this. For the time being, he was going to give the new bitch only the head.

Quincy felt like he was in someone else's nightmare, he could see himself on his knees in front of the big Latino, with his mouth on his dick head. He could somehow taste the funny taste of the guy's pre-cum and his dick. His tongue was dancing around the dick head, and the guy was liking it.

Cesar started to push more of his cock into Quincy's mouth. The boy was getting too comfortable too quickly. He grabbed the back of Quincy's head and started to saw his dick in and out of his mouth slowly, putting in a little more each time.

"Open your mouth some more boy" Quincy opened wider and Cesar began to use his head and mouth to jack his dick, slowly at first then as his throat got used to the constant nudges, Cesar started to push more of his cock further in.

Cesar was getting impatient and decided to go for bust, he liked the boy's mouth and was going to enjoy it to the fullest. He shoved his cock all the way down Quincy's throat and held his head in place.

Quincy began to gag and grabbed onto Cesar's ample thighs and squeezed them hard. He felt like he was going to lose consciousness until Cesar pulled his head up and he was able to take a breath but before he could fully recuperate Cesar shoved his dick back in and started a hard fucking motion with his hips as he made waste of Quincy's throat with his dick.

"Yeah bitch, take that dick, ahh yeah, I'll teach you how to suck dick..." Cesar made a final shove and unleashed his built up cum down Quincy's now open throat.

Quincy held on to Cesar's thigh's as loads of cum were pumped into his stomach. When Cesar was finally done, he pushed him off his dick. Quincy was breathing hard and coughing.

"Don't even try to throw it up caus' if you do your going to eat it all up again" Cesar threatened. This lessened Quincy's coughing quickly as he tried to get a grip of what happened to him.

"Get out now and remember this is the routine, your mouth is mine wherever and whenever I want it get it?" Quincy nodded, feeling used and dirty as he made his way back to his cell.

When he arrived it was empty, Skyler must've been put in the infirmary. He flopped down on his bunk and curled up in the fetal position. Suddenly his body was overtaken by sobs. His dignity had been ripped from him by another man and it was to get worse. How would he survive? They raped his cellmate who had become more than just a cellmate in this hell. He cried until he fell asleep...

It was now five days since he was made into Cesar's bitch and true to his word wherever Cesar felt the need he had Quincy on his knees blowing him. The greatest humiliation came when Quincy was in the yard and Cesar and his posse approached him. Cesar said "I want you right here, right now." The other gang members surrounded them as Quincy got on his knees and blew Cesar. If sucking him was bad then this was worse, all the others watched, Quincy wanted to die.

He had just returned from taking a shower and entered his cell to see Skyler curled up in the top bunk. He ran up to him.

"Skyler, are you all right man?" he asked glad to see his cellmate but worried about his condition. He got no answer. He shook Skyler, who slowly turned around to face him. He was crying, for all the toughness his body and tattoos portrayed he was like a child as the tears ran down his cheeks.

"Skyler, I'm sorry, I should have been in here to help you fight them -"

"They would've taken you too" Skyler said very solemnly.

"But I would've-"

"Listen Quincy, this place, this whole prison is a torture chamber and I've just been punished for crossing the Skinz" there was a moment of silence then as Quincy thought about what Skyler had said.

"They grabbed me, and stuffed my mouth while they took turns fucking me and calling me names..." Skyler said, in a whisper before his voice cracked and he started to sob "then when they were all done they started kicking me and peeing on me"

"Don't do this, please" Quincy begged as he saw the pain that recounting the horror of his experience was bringing Skyler.

"Do you know what it's like to be overpowered and something that you've never ever planned to give is brutally taken from you by five men?" Skyler lifted his eyes to Quincy who quickly looked away.

"Quincy? What's the matter?" Quincy went on his bed and laid himself down but did not answer.

"Quincy, talk to me, did they do something to you?"

"Yeah..." Quincy said

"Quincy, tell me what they've done?"

"It's my problem Skyler, I'm dealing with it"

"Come on, tell me what happened"

Quincy proceeded to tell Skyler about all that happened to him. Including the brutal face fuck he received from Cesar and his enslavement since. When he neared the end of his tale he broke down.

"He's planning to fuck me soon and I feel helpless, if I cross him, he'll let his thugs at me" Quincy said letting out a sob.

"But Quincy you can fight, I mean, look at you, if you can show them that you can defend yourself maybe he'll leave you alone"

"That's easy to say, but you know what it's like to be surrounded by a whole gang, I can't fight them all off" Skyler sighed he didn't know what to do for Quincy.

"I c-can't handle this man, I'm being used as some kind of filthy sex toy and..." he started to sob even more "What kind of man am I?"

"Quincy don't do this man, it isn't your fault, they're the ones who are doing this to you, look what they did to me... when my ass stopped hurting I was so angry with myself and I hated them for it but I have to survive this place"

"I can't let him fuck me up the ass Skyler, sucking him is bad enough, my dignity's gone down the toilet but I won't let him do that to me"

Skyler saw the determination in Quincy's eyes but he knew that sooner or later he was going to be taken. He hoped that Quincy wouldn't have to go through what he did.

"I got some news boss and I'm sure you'll be happy when I tell you" said Dave with a smirk on his face.

"What is it?" asked Jack

"Well you know by now that Cesar has your prize"

"Yeah, what's your point?"

"Well I found out that he hasn't busted the bitch's cherry yet, apparently he's taking care of this one and only fucking his mouth"

"Really? So Cesar's saving the pussy, but why?"

"He really likes this one"

A plan hatched in Jack's mind, he hated Cesar even more than before ever since he helped to escalate the war. Maybe fucking him wasn't enough after all.

"...but JJ you can't just let Cesar take that boy man, he's one of us he should be your bitch" Conrad was adamant

"Cool it conman, I know what I'm doing, I'm not going to get into no war over some booty, we'll just wait and see" JJ was going to watch and wait for the opportune time to get his prize. He'd seen Quincy, he was all conman had said he was and he had to have him.

Quincy had been in jail for three weeks now and his life had gotten into a routine. At least once a day he would be on his knees sucking off Cesar. In prison apart from working in the laundry he had all day to himself, he spent time in the yard lifting weight, hoping against all hopes that he would put on some more pounds.

With every passing day Cesar was telling him that he was going to fuck his ass soon and to prove it he would grab his rump while he sucked his dick and ground the mounds in his hands.

Cesar was waiting to have Quincy in his cell so he could have him. With him in there, it wouldn't be a passing thing once a day, but anytime he wanted it. Monty was trying to work something out but it was going slow.

Quincy was working in the laundry room loading sheets and other stuff in one of the big dryers when hands covered his mouth and dragged him from before the dryer. The bundle fell from his hands as he flailed and struggled to loosen the grip but to no avail. He was being dragged towards a storage closet where detergent and other things were kept.

He heard the door open and he was thrown in onto the floor. He got up quickly and shoved at the door. He was shoving with all his might when...

"Don't bother to do that, it's no use bitch" Quincy turned around at the sound of the deep voice. He almost wet his pants. Standing before him was "The Ripper". He had seen him and had heard why he had the name but he never before appreciated his size until he was faced with the massive human wall.

Jack had swastikas and other tattoos on his arms and there were others on his neck which disappeared into his overall.

"I've waited for this since the day I first saw you and today your pussy ass is mine nigga bitch"

Quincy started to shove at the door again but it was futile, something was blocking it. He was sweating as he beat the door with his hands.

"Help, somebody help me!!!" He shouted as he continued to beat on the door when suddenly two large hands grabbed his shoulder and threw him to the other side of the room.

"Make this easy on yourself and strip, NOW!!" Quincy was on the floor backing away from the imposing form of the 6' 3" skinz gang leader.

"Get out of those clothes now or I will rip them off"

"I'm not taking anything off, you muthafuckin' punk ass bitch, nobody's gonna fuck me and I'll kill you before I let you"

"You little nigga shit, I'm gonna fuck you...Arghh!!" Jack launched himself at Quincy on the floor but Quincy was quicker than he was and got up causing Jack to crash into the concrete floor.

"Oh, you're in for it, bitch, I love when they fight" Jack said as he lifted himself off the floor "where're you going to run?" He lunged at Quincy again but Quincy was quick again and planted his elbow into his back.

"Ahh!! shit" Jack screamed as he went down. This was unbelievable this jailbait was trying to kick is ass, he knew what he had to do. He looked around and saw a box of powder detergent in the corner. He dipped his hand in an open box and grabbed a handful.

"Had enough yet motherfucker... Ahh!!!! my eyes, my eyes!!" Quincy didn't see the quick hand movement until it was too late and the white powder was upon him. He fell screaming, his eyes watering. Jack saw his opportunity and took it. He got up and launched a kick into the ribs of the writhing figure on the floor before him.

"AHHHH!!!" Quincy screamed as the foot connected with his ribs, his eyes burned and now he was being battered with kicks.

"Now we'll see whose the bitch, nigga!!!" Jack grabbed Quincy and proceeded to savagely rip his overalls off. He was mad and he was going to get even, no bitch fucked with him and survived. Quincy started to kick as he felt his clothes being torn from his body but couldn't see to aim properly.

Jack grabbed the flailing legs and tore away the flimsy material of the underpants Quincy wore. He got between them and pulled out his big cock, which was rampant and ready due to the rough foreplay. Quincy was still struggling but Jack now had the upper hand as he secured Quincy's legs and draped them around his waist as he moved in for the kill.

"PLEASE!! Don't do this to me, please!!" Quincy could do nothing else, he flung his hands up blindly and held unto the thick biceps of Jack trying with all his might to push him away, he resorted to clawing at the arms.

"You bitch!!, I like it rough, keep clawing me... Unghhh!!" He lunged into Quincy's virgin hole with a mighty roar.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Quincy couldn't believe the incredible pain he felt as what felt like a baseball bat was shoved up inside him. Jack didn't care he was going to fuck the bitch good. He hadn't felt the warm feeling of a virgin ass in a while.

He pushed the final inches of his 10" cock up his new pleasure pot.

"Ohhh SHIT!!! AHHH!!!" Quincy screamed

Jack looked at the tear filled face and smiled, the bitch was getting what he deserved. He grabbed his ankles and rolled him into a ball. Quincy started to pummel Jakes barrel chest with his fists as Jack rested on top of him, his dick to the hilt up his ass.

"Keep doing that, the angrier I am the longer I'll last"

"Please, take it out plea-AHHHH!!!" Quincy screamed as Jack pulled his dick out of his ass halfway and lunged back in. Jack started a quick pace punching his big dick into the unlubricated ass of his new punk. To make the entry less painful for himself he had lubed his cock with Vaseline.

Quincy was crying now as he was fucked violently by "The Ripper". Jack was enjoying this he felt good knowing that he beat Cesar to the cherry. He drove his dick in to the hilt in increasingly powerful strokes, he had ensured that he wouldn't come too quickly by jacking himself before the main event.

Jack started long dicking Quincy who was now crying and screaming non-stop.

Jack knew that no one would hear him as the room was almost soundproof and with the blockade his cronies had put at the door no sound could escape.

"Yeah nigga pussy, this ass is mine... Unghh!!" Jack continued to pummel Quincy's no longer virgin ass. He rotated his hips and took his full pleasure from the sweet ass. He put his hand around Quincy's throat and started to squeeze as he fucked him harder.

Quincy was now having trouble breathing as his windpipe was blocked by Jack's huge hand. He grabbed at the arm and tried to move it. He still couldn't see so he was working only off instinct. Jack let go and continued his powerfuck.

Quincy moved his hands between his folded legs and dug into Jack's pumping abdomen. He didn't know that Jack was an S&M freak and this made him pump harder.

"Fuck you bitch, ahh... take my white dick...take it, you nigga punk"

Jack reached down and sunk his teeth into Quincy's neck as he continued to rearrange his guts.

"AHHHH!!!!" Quincy screamed as the sharp teeth sunk into his flesh. He started to squirm, determined now more than before to take his body out of this pain but Jack would not let go. He bit harder as he felt his orgasm approach.

"Ahhh yeah bitch, I'm gonna cum up your ass soon" Jack was getting close and was now making precise, bone crunching lunges up Quincy's battered hole.

"OHHH God!!" Quincy felt something strange come over his body. He had been in so much pain before he hadn't noticed that his dick was stiff, now he felt on the edge of orgasm. It came closer as Jack's dick hit deeper.

"Unghhhhh!!!" Quincy screamed as he experienced a huge climax, with Jack's dick pistoning deep inside his hole.

"Yeah that's it bitch, bust your nut, ahhhh!!!" Quincy's ass contracted around his battering ram and Jack made a final lunge and buried himself inside where he unleashed a torrent of cum inside Quincy.

Jack pulled out and manhandled his new toy, lifting him and shoving him into the back wall of the room. He lined up his still erect cock with the now opened hole and rammed home.

Quincy was disoriented after he ejaculated and knew nothing until he felt Jack's dick surge back inside him.

"Unghhhh!!" he moaned involuntarily as the air was forced out of his lungs by the powerful thrust.

"You liking it now punk?" Jack asked as he pinned Quincy to the wall and plowed his garden.

Half an hour later Jack emptied his third load down Quincy's throat. He got up shoved his cock into his overalls and left the room.

Quincy couldn't move. He felt dead as he lay on the floor, his ass ravaged and blood pouring from the open bite wounds he had on his neck, his ear and his left breast. Jack had marked him.

After laying for a while, he tried to get up when a sharp pain wrung out in his nether regions. It felt like he had been fucked for days. Jack had taken his fill of Quincy's ass fucking him three times in varying positions around the room. By the end of the second fuck, Jack had full control of Quincy's lifeless body.

Quincy crawled out the door on his hands and knees. Upon reaching the outside he collapsed. He was found by one of "los rosas".

"Dammit!!! That fucker is going to pay" Cesar screamed, Carlos had been the one to find Quincy in the laundry room and took him, with help from other roses to the infirmary.

"But, Cesar, how do you know it was Jack?"

"Because, Jack fucked me once and I have the scars to prove it" Cesar pulled the top of his overall and showed Carlos the teeth mark on his left breast.

"He loves to mark the guys he takes, he knew I would know that and if he marked my bitch I will always see it when I fuck him. The motherfucker took what was mine and I'm going to fuck him up, I swear"

"So what're you going to do?"

"We end this once and for all" Cesar said, his mind set on what he knew he had to do.

Quincy lay face down in the infirmary bed. He was numb from his experience, he couldn't sleep, if he tried all he could hear were his screams and feel the pain of the reaming that Jack gave him. He cried until he no longer could shed tears. Also the bites, which had been dressed by a nurse were itching him.

He had been taken, used and abused in every way possible, his ass a pleasuring device for another man.

He heard someone enter the room.

"Hello Quincy" it was a soothing woman's voice. Quincy turned his face away.

"Quincy, I am Serena Myers, I'm the prison counselor" She got no reaction from Quincy.

"Quincy I know that you have been raped and I'm here to help you but I can only do that if you talk to me" Quincy didn't move. She went over and touched his arm he jumped and pulled away. She was getting nowhere so she left.

"Warden, I'm not going to get any answers from him tonight and I think he's going to be just like the others, he won't talk." Serena had seen enough inmates over the past few months she'd been working in the prison to know what would happen. The first time she had to deal with a rape case she was horrified. How could a man be so savaged to another?

Gradually she had grown accustomed to it. Quincy however was not just raped he was brutalized. From what the doctor who treated him said he was raped anally multiple times, he had bites on his ear, his neck and on his left breast. He also had two broken ribs.

"Well Serena, we have to get a name, the mayor is down on my back about the rate of violence in this prison, Why? Because those fuckin' activists are complaining to congress, saying that we are not doing enough about violence in prison. Who the hell do they think they are?" Warden Camden was raving.

"I think maybe this might even start another war with these loonies and I can't have that, so you better get a name out of him"

"Warden, I don't know, he has been hurt pretty bad and-"

"Bullshit, he's lucky he's alive, I've seen worse, if we pin the animal who did this to him then maybe we can have a trophy to show the mayor when he visits at the end of the month. I personally don't give a damn what they do to each other but when I'm getting heat because of what they're doing it becomes my problem. I want you to find a quick fix and he's the key, get it?"

"Yes, Warden, I'll try my best" Serena decided to give it a break for tonight and interview Quincy tomorrow.

Jack lay on his cot feeling pleased. He was satisfied in every way; he got some good virgin pussy and a good fuck to boot. Even better he had stolen Cesar's property and marked it as his own. But what gave him the greatest satisfaction of all was that he made the bitch cum, twice.

Meanwhile word spread to the `snakes'.

"JJ, what are you waitin' on man, you need to do something, Ripper done fucked that boy and from what I heard it wasn't pretty"

"Cool it aiight, I told you I have a plan"

The next morning Quincy awoke suddenly, jerked out of yet another nightmare. He was beginning to understand what Skyler had said about the anger he felt. How could he have cum when he was being savaged by that monster? Did some part of him enjoy it?

"I see you're finally awake" Quincy jumped at the voice, he didn't know anyone else was in the room with him.

"I didn't mean to startle you" It was Serena, she had come in early so as to be the first person Quincy interacted with when he woke up.

"I don't want to talk to you, leave me alone" Quincy said turning away from her piercing eyes.

"Quincy I can help you get through this and the first step in doing that is getting the person who did this to you" She knew she had to convince him

"You want to get me killed, just leave me alone please" His eyes were filled again even though he was trying not to break down before this woman.

"Quincy I understand the way you feel, I just want to h-"

"Help me!!, huh, is that what you want to do, where were you and your guards to help me when I was dragged into a room, beaten and repeatedly fucked up the ass against my will, huh?" Serena shook with the bluntness of the statement "and how the hell could you ever understand, do you know what its like to be a man and have another man fuck you and treat you like a toilet, huh? You can't help me, you never did and you never will so just leave me the Fuck alone!!!"

She sat in her chair for a while contemplating what he said and her next move.

"You're right, I may never understand what happened to you, probably never will, but if it was so bad for you do you want someone else to go through the same thing? Would you feel ok to know that someone else could get raped like you or even be killed because you didn't decide to give up the person who hurt you?"

"Lady, I told you before I have nothing to say to you, just leave me alone, please"

Serena left, upset that she could get nothing out of him. He was obviously going through a lot, she hoped that the seed she had planted would germinate and cause him to sober up and talk.

`Who the does she think she is' Quincy thought, he was going to deal with this in his own way. His fear and confusion had given way to a seething anger, he had promised Jack that he would kill him before he allowed him to fuck him and even though he had had his way with him, it only made his resolve stronger to take control of his destiny.

After what had been done to him, he wasn't going to let nobody destroy him ever again. He saw that nobody gave a shit about another person's pain in prison Jack was proof of that. He could be savage too.

Quincy spent two weeks in the infirmary partly due to his medical condition and the warden's insistence that Serena press him for answers. She pressed but no matter how hard she tried, Quincy stayed silent. She tried everything in the book to get him to open up about his pain and eventually about who raped him but nothing.

"We can't keep him in here any longer Warden and he won't talk" Serena said

"Something isn't right, since he's been in here nobody else has turned up in the infirmary except for a brawl between two unaffiliated inmates. What the hell are they planning."

"Do you think he's the reason the gangs are so stable?"

"I don't know but he wasn't the normal rape victim, whoever did him marked him almost as if sending a message. I really don't like this, it's too tense down there this Quincy fits in somewhere, I just hope we find out soon enough"

"We'll release him but we'll put him in protective custody for now"

Quincy was released and put in solitary. He spent three weeks there, three weeks of brooding and planning his revenge on the kings of the hill who thought he was their property.

While Quincy was locked away, life went on in the general population albeit much quieter. The gangs were watching the scene.

"Cesar, he's been locked away for a while, maybe he'll never come out again" said Carlos "What're you going to do?"

"They'll let him out, I know they will and when they do I'll take care of him"

"You haven't done anything about Jack yet, he must be thinking he won"

"That's what I want him to think, when I strike he'll never know what hit him"

"Jack that nigga bitch you fucked is in solitary, must've begged to be locked away from you" Dave mused

"I know, I did him good, must be still healing from the pounding I gave him but when they let him out I'm going after him again."

"But Cesar-"

"Fuck Cesar, he hasn't had the guts to come after me caus' he knows what can happen"

"Conman we're gonna move soon, the mark is in solitary but I hear he's coming out soon and when he does, he's mine, now we have to put things in action to make sure he stays that way. You know the plan right?"

"Yeah, I know the plan, those motherfuckers'll never know what hit `em"

"Tomorrow we move" JJ had worked it all out and now was time for action.

Just two days before Quincy was released from solitary, all hell broke loose. It started in the baths.

"Hey Dave, funny seeing you all alone" Conman asked walking into the shower

with a group of six other snakes.

"Hey listen man, I'm not lookin' for any trouble, you know skinz have no beef with snakes"

"Oh that's what you think Davey boy, you see you're boss touched JJ's property"

"What the fuck you talkin' about Conman, Jack ain't fucked no snake"

"The pretty boy, Dave, the pretty boy"

"But he was Cesar's bitch, he wasn't-"

"He wasn't JJ's yet, but Jack spoiled JJ's plans and you gotta pay" The snakes had steadily surrounded Dave.

"But I didn't do nothin', that was Cesar's bitch... ahhh!" Dave was silenced by a fist connecting with his jaw.

"Shut up, enough talkin' now get ready for some nigga dick, bitch" The snakes set up on Dave. He was of a slight frame so he was an easy target, his position in the skinz hierarchy being his only protection.

Two guys grabbed him, immobilizing his flailing hands as he tried to hit one of his attackers.

"I'll go first" Conman said as he grabbed Dave's legs and lifted him to waist height while another snake commandeered his head and shoved is dick down Dave's gullet.

Conman snaked his dick into Dave with a powerful thrust, there were no screams as any sound coming from Dave was muffled by the cock down his throat. Dave was struggling but strong hands held his body captive as he was fucked brutally from both ends .

In the midst of a thrust Conman said "Remember boys this ones an end game so don't hold back"

Dave's eyes widened when he heard this. He knew what that meant, he started to struggle and bit down on the dick in his mouth.

"Shit!!! the bitch bit me!," the snake getting sucked cried as he pulled his dick out of Dave's mouth, Dave saw this as his opportunity and started to scream

"HELP!!! HELP!!!..." He was cut off when someone grabbed his throat and started to strangle him. Through it all Conman continued his fuck, plowing deeper and deeper into Dave's ass.

"ukk..uukk" was the only sound Dave could make as his air supply got less and less. Conman started to come as the contractions in Dave's ass squeezed his cock.

"Ahhh!!! Fuck... this ass is squeezing me Ahhh!!" He pumped the last of his cum inside Dave and let him go. The limp body fell to the floor.

"Shit, he's dead" one of the snakes exclaimed

"No he isn't, he's still breathing, but let's finish the bitch off, he's no use to us now, ya'll will get your share with the other one" Conman explained

They started kicking Dave all over his body, each kick eliciting a grunt from the dying man.

Having finished Dave off the snakes dumped his body inside one of the large clothes hampers, guaranteeing that his body would not be found for some time. They then moved on to their next target who was in the laundry.

Carlos was working in the laundry ironically doing the same thing Quincy was doing when he was taken. He had just loaded a bundle of clothes into a dryer when he was suddenly surrounded by Snakes.

"Hey what's up Conman, you know snakes and `los rosas' have no beef, what you doin'?!" Carlos was scared as the seven pulled him towards the same room where Quincy had been raped only three weeks before.

"Please man, don't do this man, I never have no pro'lems with you, please" The men crowded into the small room and locked the door no word spoken by either of them while Carlos begged. They proceeded to rip his overall off.

"Por Dios, don't rape me, please I'll give it to you, just don't do me like that" Carlos went to his knees before the closest to him and pulled out his dick. He started to suck. If this was what it would take to save himself from visiting the infirmary, he would do it.

`Well, this is going good' Conman thought to himself, pity he would have to get rid of this one too, probably would have made a good bitch.

Carlos was giving some good head but the others were getting restless, they pulled his mouth off the dick and bent him over a table in the room. The first of the seven big dicks to fuck Carlos took position, while another was introduced to his mouth. They both surged into his body simultaneously.

If Carlos screamed no one knew. An hour later when all seven snakes had gotten their fill, at least twice they took Carlos's exhausted body from the table and smashed his skull by repeatedly beating his head on the concrete floor. They took his body and dumped it in one of the out of service dryers.

"JJ, its done, we got Dave"

"Good, Jack should be getting the message by now"

"But JJ, won't they find out that we were the ones who did it?"

"No, Jack will think it was Cesar who killed Dave and we'll just watch them destroy one another"

"So that nigga punk is out of solitary, perfect timing, what duty is he on?" Jack asked his new scout Newt

"He's in the kitchen Jack"

"I guess I'll be having some rump roast today"

Three `los rosas' appeared at Quincy's cell door but they only saw Skyler.

"Yo punk, where's Cesars' bitch?" Diego spoke

"I don't know" Skyler said defiantly

"You better not be lyin' to me or I'll..."

"Or you'll what, spick!"

"Wha'd you say motherfucker?"

"I said what are you going to do, Greaseball"

"Oh you got it comin' now bitch, your ass is mine, Alonzo, Pepe, grab him, I'm gonna teach this bitch some resp..."

"Sure, with all your friends around it's easy to hold me down and fuck me, but why don't you be a real man and take me down all by yourself,"

"You can't challenge me, the skinz themselves fucked you, you're not on any ground to bargain, boys grab him" they moved towards him

"Fine, I'll give my ass to you, they won't even have to hold me caus' I know that even though you'll be fucking me you were afraid to challenge me one on one."

"Afraid... I'm not afraid of you, I can get your ass anytime coo!!"

"Ok then, challenge me and if you win you and your little posse here can have a go at me but if I win, I take you."

"No fuckin' way bitch, I don't make deals with bait" then Pedro spoke up

"Come on Diego, lets take him up on the deal, cause I want some of his white ass" Pepe said squeezing his growing erection

"Yeah, Diego we got your back, this bitch doesn't stand a chance" said Alonzo looking lecherously at Skyler

"Alright, you've delayed your fuck but I'll wait, give us some room boys" Pepe and Alonzo went to the door way and prepared for the show as Skyler and Diego circled each other.

"One more thing, no rules, got it?" Skyler asked

"It's you're ass" Diego jeered, he felt certain that he could win this. Other than the Skinz, no one else dared to challenge Skyler who was both tall and muscular. Like wolves, his size was best had by a pack and no one had attempted so far, now he was going to beat him down and get him, just like that.

Skyler knew that this was a risk, but one he had to take. Diego was no slouch, at about the same height, he had Skyler by about 10 extra pounds but Skyler had done enough street fighting to know how to counter all advantages. He was sure he could drop Diego and get his revenge, one way or the other.

They were circling when Diego made the first move, he lunged at Skyler with clenched fists. Skyler grabbed his hands and swung him into the bars on the next side of the room.

"Ay Coo!!!" Diego shouted as he got up and went at Skyler again. This time he hit Skyler in the abdomen.

"Ahh!!!" Skyler gasped as he doubled over

"You feelin' it now bitch!!!" Diego said as he grabbed Skyler's head in head lock and started to punish his face with his fist. Skyler was frantic, he was losing, but he remembered that there were no rules. He started to jam his foot down unto Diego's, repeatedly.

"Arghh!!!" Diego screamed as he let go of Skyler's head. Skyler punched him in his side and pushed him to the ground. He was about to jump on him when Diego gave him a kick which sent him flying, he fell on his back. Diego was on top of him in a flash, straddling his chest.

"Well, delay's over" Diego smirked as he sat on Skyler.

"That's what you think" Skyler said as he yanked Diego's erect cock through his overall. He grabbed the thick lance and gave it a mighty tug.

"AHHH!!!" Diego screamed as the pain ripped through his dick, he bounced off Skyler's chest, but Skyler held on and grabbed hold of his balls and squeezed.

"Ayyyy!" The others were stepping forward when Skyler gave a harder squeeze, which elicited another wail.

"A deal's a deal, you come any closer and I'll rip it off" Skyler threatened, they backed off. Skyler went to work as he started to rip open Diego's overall, not letting go of his captive cock.

Diego whimpered as Skyler kept his hold on his cock and removed his clothes. The pain resounded between his legs as they were spread and Skyler took position.

"Pepe, Alonzo, you can't let him do this, get him off me" Diego gasped as Skyler whipped out his raging hard on.

"Sorry, ese, a deal is a deal" Pepe said.

"Alonzo?" Diego said looking towards him with pleading eyes

"Ditto man"

"Delay's over bitch!!" Skyler sneered as he launched himself into Diego's ass, to the hilt.

"Ahhhh Shit!!" Diego screamed as he felt the surge of hot meat up his ass. He started to struggle but Skyler grabbed his legs and rolled him into a tight ball, his previous rape experience did teach him something after all. Diego kept on wailing as Skyler built up speed.

Pepe walked up to his downed comrade

"Why don't you help me out ese" he asked as he took out his cock and pushed it against Diego's mouth. Diego turned away but Alonzo came and grabbed his head, holding it steady.

"What are y..." Diego was cut off as Pepe filled his mouth with his dick. The scene made Skyler fuck harder. Now this was revenge. He never fucked a man before but if the way they savaged him was a good technique, he would definitely use it. He shoved all the way in repeatedly.

Skyler thrust his cock all the way up Diego's ass and rotated his dick, poking around inside the ass that was bringing him, surprisingly, much pleasure.

Diego could not believe it, not only was he being fucked by a jailbait but he was being forced to suck one of his own gang members. The club that was continually being shoved up his ass was doing things to him he had never experienced before; sure Cesar fucked him once, when he had messed up, but this was torture. It was painful and pleasing at the same time. Whenever it rotated it hit something inside that caused him to twitch all over and suck more on the dick in his mouth.

Skyler continued to plow Diego's ass without mercy until the pressure became unbearable.

"Unghhh!!!" he moaned as his dick released his spunk deep inside Diego's twitching ass. Skyler pumped until his dick ebbed its flow. He got up and shoved his cock inside his overall. He wasn't surprised when he saw Alonzo take up position between Diego's legs and sunk in.

Both `rosas' fucked their amigo while Skyler watched. When they were thru they fixed his overall and helped him out of the cell. Diego said nothing as they left.

Meanwhile...

Stopping by his cell, Quincy had grabbed his stuff and headed for the showers before the `los rosas' visit. He had just gotten a good lather on when someone ground him into the wall facing him, pressing their entire body into his. He jumped and started to stuggle.

"Don't be scared, I just want to talk to you" Quincy didn't know the voice but he felt an erection pressing into his ass.

"W-what about?" he asked, trembling

"I know what you did" the voice said

"W-what're you talking about"

"Oh, playing ignorant huh, aiight, I know that you killed the ripper" Quincy froze. He still didn't know who was behind him. What if it was a Skinz out for revenge?

"What're you going to do to me?" he asked trembling.

"Well first, I'm going to fuck you" this was punctuated with the dick being shoved against his ass "you're used to that by now, and then I'm goin' to make a deal with you"

"A deal?" Quincy asked

"Yeah, a deal, but before we talk, lets fuck" Quincy felt a mouth on his neck while hands parted his ass cheeks and a hot rod placed at the entrance to his hole.

"I know you're used to it rough, but I'm going to take you slow" as this was said, the dick slid into Quincy's ass.

"Unghhh" Quincy moaned as for the first time, he felt the pleasure of sex with a man and not rape. The mouth continued to suck at his neck as the hands now held his hips. The cock moved slowly and sensually inside his ass and Quincy felt his own dick rising.

"Yeah, your ass is fine, I knew it from the first day I saw you" the voice said as a hand reached around and grabbed Quincy's dick and started to jack it.

"Unghh" Quincy moaned again as he flung his head back unto the shoulder of his mystery fucker. The dick kept on sliding in and out of Quincy slowly and softly, massaging his passage as it went. Suddenly he felt something new, as the dick hit a spot.

"Ohhh shit, ahhhh" Quincy moaned

"Yeah, I knew you'd love it, I'm glad Jack broke you in" the voice said.

Quincy was lost now as his body got into the groove of the rhythm. This man wasn't another rapist, he knew what he was doing. Quincy, Mr. Straight, was actually getting pleasure from man sex. His ass was skewered on God knows whose cock and he was loving it.

Suddenly the dick started to pick up speed.

"Ohhhh... ahhhhh" Quincy moaned as the new pace took effect. Strong hands now held him as he was fucked senseless. Quincy's body jiggled in the death hold like a puppet on a string as he was taken to new heights. He could hear the man's grunts of pleasure as he surged inside him.

"Ahhh shit, this ass...unghh!!!" Quincy felt the explosion, as with one final thrust, burying the pole deep inside him, his innards were drenched with cum. One hand held him while another jacked him at break neck speed.

"Ahhh, ohh fuck... ughhhhhh!!" Quincy's cup ran over as he splattered the shower room wall with his semen. He was aware of the cock still inside him as his ass contracted around its girth. He fell back into the man's arms.

"Cool down now" the voice said in his ear as the cock was pulled from his ass. Quincy braced himself on the wall before him and then turned the shower on and washed the soap off. He then turned around to see who had given him so much pleasure.

When he did he was shocked to say the least, `the Conman' was standing before him with a towel wrapped around his waist. He didn't know the Conman personally but had seen him around and only knew his name because he heard of his reputation. He must've had a surprised look on his face.

"Who did you think it was?" Conman asked

"I don't know" Quincy said

"Well lets talk then, I got some guys holdin' the door" he led Quincy over to a sink.

"Now you know that a war is going on right?"

"Yeah"

"Well there are going to be winners and losers and I want to be a winner, you, well I think you just want revenge, am I right?"

"Yeah"

"You got the best revenge yet, you killed Jack, that was quite a coup, but you didn't really believe that nobody would find out did you?"

"Well I..."

"Never mind. Y'know, when you just came in here, you were the perfect example of the dream punk, the one everyone wanted, nobody even thought of you as a soldier, but now that I know what you are capable of, I'm seeing you in a different light. I've been in here a while and I'll be here a while longer, so I need to be comfortable. With Jack gone the, trade may become a bit easier but I need to be on top of that trade, and that's why I need your help"

"What are you trying to say?"

"I'm trying to say, I need to get rid of everything that stands against me becoming the leader of the snakes"

"B-but JJ..."

"Fuck JJ, he doesn't know what he's doin', I've taken orders from him for too long. You for example, should have been his bitch but he did nothing and look where we're at now. I want to become the next leader of the gang and you are my key to get rid of JJ"

"I'm not lettin' nobody else fuck me"

"And you won't have to, all you have to do is be the bait, you see, JJ wants you bad but he's waitin' on this whole thing to blow over.

"All we have to do now is get both of them together for a show down."

"What will I get out of this if I help you?"

"When it's over you can become my second in command"

"No, I want immunity and protection from everything else but I don't want to be a snake."

"You can't have it both ways"

"Then I walk out of here right now"

"Ok, ok, but if I agree, I get to fuck you again" Quincy weighed this in his head and decided that he could take one more for the sake of never having it happen to him again.

"Deal" they shook hands.

"Where the hell have you been Diego?" Cesar was furious, Diego had been gone for a while and had returned without the bitch. "And where the fuck is my bitch?"

"Cesar, I'm sorry man, I couldn't find him anywhere"

"You idiot, you know what this means, right?" he asked as he leered at Diego

"Cesar, please, I...ahh" Cesar slapped him across the face.

"Shut up!!! I'll teach you to fuck around"

"Warden, I just received a call from Warden Jenkins and he says they are at capacity and they won't be able to take any new prisoners" the prison secretary said over the phone.

"Thanks Charlie, I guess I'll have to find another way to deal with this, I just hope those skinz don't plan anything stupid."

Newt was now the king of the hill, being chosen unanimously to be the next Skinz leader. His first order of business was to get the Skinz out of this war. No retaliation, nothing, that was the word he sent out. Jack had done enough of that and that bitch had fixed him. He hadn't made it known to anyone that he knew who really killed Jack, that punk wasn't worth the trouble he caused.

The show began the next day when Quincy barged into Cesar's cell.

"I just found out something" He said gasping for breathe "I know who killed Carlos"

"What?! Who?"

"JJ, he ordered the hit" Quincy said

"But I don't have no beef with JJ or the snakes why would he kill Carlos?" Cesar asked, looking at Quincy suspiciously

"He wanted you and the Skinz to go into war"

"How the hell do you know all this and where the hell were you yesterday when I sent Diego to get you?"

"I heard some snakes boasting about how he gave it up before they bashed his head in"

"Where were you yesterday?"

"I was in the kitchen all day"

"Well you're here now and I'm going to fuck you" he started towards Quincy.

"B-but I just told you who killed Carlos, can't you ease me up?"

"I can ease you up on my dick, I've waited too long for you boy now it's time for action" He pushed Quincy unto his bunk.

"Cesar!, Cesar!, the snakes stole some of our stuff" Diego shouted as he burst into the cell.

"Oh shit!" Cesar shouted as he pushed his dick back into his pants "What the hell do you mean stole?"

"Some of the snakes grabbed Chico and took his stuff away and beat him up"

"Ok, get some of the boys together, we're gonna pay JJ a visit" turning to Quincy he said " you, stay put, I'll be back" he left the cell.