“Do you hear Maximus?” Commodus screamed stomping straight up to Maximus, “I am the loved one now! You are nothing!”

By this time he was so close that their noses were almost touching but Maximus just stared as if he were not even there.

“Damn you Maximus!” He screamed suddenly bursting into tears. He sunk to the floor at Maximus’ feet and began to cry and convulse. The without warning he sat up on his and grabbed onto the front of the shredded tunic Maximus wore.

“Please look at me brother!” he begged, tears streaming down his face, “I never meant for all of this to happen, I just wanted my father to love me as he loved you.”

Maximus looked for the first time at the beautiful young Commodus. “You have taken away everyone in my life who has meaning to me.” He said slowly. “ My wife and child!” he screamed, “And a sure as the sun, I will have my revenge.” Tears ran down his face.

Commodus hung his head as his sobs took over. “All I wanted was for someone to love me!” he said through his sobs, “But instead, my father loved you; my sister adores you. No one stops to even think about how I feel! All they want is YOU!”

Maximus stared down at the young man who had once called him brother, shocked.

Commodus slowly rose, “But none of them will have you,” he said quietly, “Because everything that is great in Rome is mine.”  He looked up.

Maximus looked into his eyes and saw not pure sadness, but longing. This was the man who had killed his wife and son and he stood here confessing that it was all out of pure jealousy?

Before he could fully adjust his thoughts Commodus leaned forward and their lips met. Too shocked to react, Maximus just stood frozen. Commodus stopped to look into Maximus’ eyes once again before proceeding. He began to kiss Maximus neck and shoulders and slowly made his http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif') repeat-x scroll center bottom; cursor: pointer; color: #006600; text-decoration: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-bottom: -2px; padding-bottom: 2px">way down. He reached Maximus’ chest and took one of his nipples into his mouth, rolling his tongue around it.

Maximus found himself moaning in pleasure. He couldn’t keep his thought straight, the young madman was…was…was…

And his mind went blank as Commodus reached underneath his tunic and took his now hard erection in his hand.

“Ohhhhhh” he moaned.

Commodus got down on his knees and raised up Maximus’ tunic revealing his huge pole, it was truly beautiful as a bead of semen sparkled at the tip. Commodus leaned in and lapped it up with his tongue making Maximus moan louder. He could feel Commodus’ hot breath on his flesh and suddenly his knees got weak as he felt Commodus take his pulsing cock into his warm mouth.

Commodus had had much experience with men. As a child, feeling rejected by his father he had resulted to taking love from his servant boys and even some guards when he felt he needed another warm body next to his.

He sucked vigorously o Maximus cock and was very pleased to hear his moans from above. Standing up he began to remove his armor and tunic. When he was done he lifted up Maximus tunic as far as the chains would allow and went back to work on his dick.

He could feel Maximus’ flesh beginning to pulse in his mouth and knew he was on the verge of cumming. He quickly got up, and marveled at Maximus with his eyes shut tightly and head back in ecstasy. He walked around to his back, and bent down, taking Maximus’ buttocks in his hands and massaging them slowly as he kissed his neck. He once again descended with his kisses until he arrived at his ass.

He kissed both cheeks before spreading them to reveal a small pink puckering hole. He kept kissing until his lips met the hole’s. He paused before sliding his tongue into it. Maximus yelled in surprise but began to press back onto Commodus flicking tongue. He couldn’t believe Commodus was licking his………”Ohhhhhhhhhhh!” he called out again.

Commodus looked down to see the blood pulsing through his stiff prick, seeing that Maximus’ hole was lubricated; Commodus stood up and placed the head at his entrance. Maximus surprised him by spreading his legs further to give him easier access. He took his pole and spread his dripping semen around the hole before slowly pushing, but Maximus was just too tight for him to enter yet.

“Breathe,” he whispered, “Just let go.” And slowly Maximus began to loosen up and he began to slowly pushed again, this time he slipped in easily. Maximus hissed in pain as he felt his canal being ripped open.

“Shhh, shhh, shhh,” cooed Commodus softly, as he continued to slide in. Maximus was so tight and hot on his raging hard prick! Maximus squeezed his eyes shut till he finally felt Commodus’ groin press against his back.

Slowly Commodus withdrew until only the tip remained inside Maximus’ thighs, then he rammed himself back. Maximus screamed in pain and his chained hands curled into fist above his head. “Again!” he screamed. And once again Commodus withdrew himself and slammed back in hard. He could feel Maximus shuddering as he clenched his muscles around his dick. He took http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif') repeat-x scroll center bottom; cursor: pointer; color: #006600; text-decoration: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-bottom: -2px; padding-bottom: 2px">hold of Maximus’ hips and continued to slam his way to the core of his soul.

Maximus’ eyes popped open as he felt Commodus’ cock hit a spot in him that he never knew existed and he cried out in pure pleasure and felt thrust his hips back meeting Commodus thrust for thrust, soon they had a rhythm. Commodus reached around Maximus and grabbed hold of his pole, jerking him in rhythm of each thrust. Both men were bellowing in elation.

Commodus began to feel the pressure building up in his chest and he found it harder to breathe. He wrapped his around Maximus and began thrusting faster and faster for all he was worth. Maximus could tell Commodus was getting closer and began to flex his muscles around his cock massaging it even more. Meanwhile, he thrust hard into Commodus’ hand. Commodus realized it was finally time and withdrew himself all the way out before swinging his hips in an ark and straight into Maximus’ entrance. He gave one more deep thrust and felt his cock begin to unload his cum deep into Maximus’ ass. “Ohhh, Maximus! MAXIMUS!!” he cried as he continued to pump his cum into Maximus while kissing the back of his neck.

Then without hesitating, he withdrew himself which made a soft slurping sound and walked around to Maximus’ front and used his own cum and spit to lubricate his own hole and Maximus’ rod. Bending over in front of him, Commodus reached behind himself and placed Maximus huge prick at his hole’s entrance and pushed back and as Maximus pushed forward and in one swift movement he was buried to the hilt.

“Ahhh!” screamed Commodus as Maximus began to plow his ass. Maxims found it frustrating not being able to old onto Commodus’ hips as he pummeled away but with his hands chained in the air he continued shoving his cock into Commodus’ sweet ass as Commodus too met him thrust for thrust.

“That’s it Maximus!” cried Commodus, but before he could say more Maximus took one more deep thrust, almost hulling Commodus off the ground and he held himself there in the very depth Commodus and his cock exploded, sending waves of cum into him. Commodus held himself there as Maximus cock continued to pump sperm into and when he felt it take its last spurt in his ass his slowly removed himself from Maximus cock. Maximus watch as his owe cum dripped out Commodus’ ass and down his legs; he could feel his ass doing the same.

“Will you stand by me as the new emperor of Rome?” asked Commodus as he began to put his clothes back.

Maximus, now with a clear mind could see that this was where it had all been going from the start. “Never.” He said through his teeth. Commodus turned around his expression changed into anger.

“Think of it! We could be great together, you and I.” When Maximus replied with a cold stare, Commodus shook with fury and walked up to him.

“So be it brother.” He said and embracing him. Maximus was confused but then felt searing pain in his back.

Commodus sheathed his dagger and without a word walked out. “Get him ready for battle!” Maximus heard him say before the door shut.

 

 

 

Prey; Animals hunted or killed by other animals, person or thing that falls a victim.

 

Predator; Predatory animal; of or addicted to plunder or robbery, preying naturally upon others.

 

Two words Prey, and Predator and the dictionary meaning. Well in the following incident I am the prey…all be it a willing victim…nay a very willing victim all others were the predators.

 

Strange how some things just come together from a sequence of events set in motion by our own thinking. I suppose in the animal kingdom they say to themselves or think to themselves as they cannot talk of course. “I’m hungry I must go and feed…where’s the best place to feed” a watering hole that’s where. Now if it were you and me we’d think “Ah now I’m hungry let’s go and grab a Big Mac a Pizza or whatever you’re favourite food outlet might be, with the animals or birds of prey they have learned where to go to catch a good meal.

 

I had sat and thought about how good it would be to find someone with a nice large erection and enjoy the feeling of bliss and euphoria as he slipped a length of that hard penis inside me…the more I thought about it the more I wanted it…just the thinking had me excited…I just had to get me some hard cock.

 

Now at the same time there were the predators who were watching a porn movie…excitedly watching every move on the TV screen as they stroked their hard erection…erections that had been brought on by watching the porn movies in the first place?

 

The main predator was a guy by the name of Mark Swindell….Mark was akin to the lion and would be first to take the spoils any others would take the left overs…like the hyenas jackals…vultures etc…etc all the way down the chain. All of them had been thinking…thinking about sex and how good it would feel to be having a good fuck right now as they stroked and fondled their hard penises. I on the other hand was thinking how good it would be to stroke and fondle their hard proud cocks.

 

The one conclusion we all came to was where we would go to find and get what we wanted most desperately. Now there was an area in the city that was known for these hook ups…if you wanted some good wholesome sex this is where you headed…there was a park and beside the park was a toilet…it was a very old toilet and has long since been demolished…as I said it was old not like today’s with all the modern bowls clean flooring hand dryers and lighting. This was an old brick and plaster construction with no roof on the part containing the urinal area…but the two stalls at the side; well they did have protection from the elements. The urinal was one wall with an old concrete part to piss against and drained off to the right and down a drain, the best it got was a few hard disinfectant cakes thrown in once and a while…I suppose it would handle around six guys across at a time.

 

Now we were all thinking about this place about the same time…of course you did not visit during the day…although you could do there were still plenty of guys who went on the prowl then but you ran the risk of being seen and as it had a certain reputation it was best to keep clear of it during daylight hours.

 

As dark closed in I drove to the area passing slowly and trying to see who was in the cars parked near by…yes…yes there was one car with one person and…there…there was another single guy sitting trying to look casual and not part of the scene…in all I could see four…there could be more but I had not spotted them. I parked up and sat waiting to see if any one made a move…maybe there was someone in there right now I had no way of knowing…it was sufficiently dark enough and the only lighting was from the street lights. After about ten minutes of waiting I decided it was time to make a move…well someone had to do it…after all I was only going in for a piss…yeh right!

 

I casually walked to the toilet entrance, as I said the only light was that of the street…it was shadowy and quiet with the smell of urine and the disinfectant from the solid cakes and the sound of water as it sprayed from the cisterns.

 

I took up my stance at the urinal took out my cock as if pissing (which I did not need) and waited.

 

Mark Swindell had been watching me…he’d seen my car slowly pass by trying to see who would be a likely starter and his heart thumped a little faster at the thought that he had just seen his prey…he already had an erection and he’d been stroking  for the last ten minutes as he thought about the possible action that was likely to take place tonight, god how he needed a fuck…he just had to have a fuck, when my car stopped and parked up he was even more certain that this was it…he watched as I walked toward the toilet…then started counting down the seconds…was this guy going for a piss or was he going in for something else…something that he could be a part of. 1-2-3 the clock was ticking 3-4-5…when I did not immediately return he knew…he knew it was a good omen and a chance that I was there for the same reason he was there, and his heart thumped a little faster his hands trembled a little also at the lustful thoughts that were going through his mind right then, time to move…as he got from his car, carefully locking it, and strode casually toward the toilet.

 

I heard footsteps approaching my heart started to thump, oh god oh god someone is coming in I thought as I waited excitedly for that person to appear. I did not look up but felt his presence as he passed behind me and stood to my right…close…very close.

 

Mark gave a sidewise glance like a camera taking quick pictures as he surveyed the person he was standing beside.

 

I heard the soft purr of his zip as he undid the fly on his trousers…then removing his cock he pointed it at the urinal wall in front of his…but there was no flow of warm amber liquid…he just stood there looking straight ahead holding his cock in hand. There was just silence between us…then I glanced downward…down to my right to see if I could get a glimpse of what I wanted most…yes…yes in the dim light I could see his hand holding his cock and slowly working it…getting it hard again…hard just as it was when he sat in his car playing and stroking it in deep lustful thought.

 

Oh God I thought to myself as it slowly expanded growing with each slow stroke of his warm hand.

 

He could see me viewing it…my mouth open as I stared in awe at its expanded size.

 

“You like that honey…you like my big cock eh?” he asked

 

I could hardly respond I was so excited at what I was looking at “Yes…yes…I love it” I whispered…it wasn’t meant to be a whisper it just came out as one.

 

It was a beautiful looking example of manhood. The skin stretched tight over the expanded shaft a slight glaze to it…the corona head shaped like an arrow head designed for penetration.

 

He turned the weapon toward me…I could see the slit and Cyclops eye staring back at me.

 

“Would you like to touch it…hold it for me” he asked

 

“Oh god yes…yes I would” I replied even more excited than before.

 

His thoughts were similar to mine. Oh good I’ve got some one who’s a go’er I’m going to get fucked tonight…or in his instance going to get a fuck tonight.

 

First I took his cock with my fingers and thumb…it was a joy to touch sending my blood racing through my veins…but it was even more so when the palm of my hand closed around the hard shaft…a shudder ran through my body it felt warm…clammy and it throbbed…it was alive…very much alive…god how I loved touching and feeling it.

 

He could see the pleasure reflected in my expression as I touched and fondled him.

 

“Oh you like that honey don’t you”

 

“Yes…yes very much so” I replied

 

His hand reached out and touched my buttock then I could feel a finger through the material of my trousers poking into my ass.

 

“You take it up the ass honey” he asked

 

“Oh yes…I love being fucked up the ass”

 

“You want to be my bitch for a while?” he asked

 

“Yes…yes I’ll be you’re bitch…oh god I’d love to be you’re bitch” I replied with excitement and enthusiasm as he continued to stroke and squeeze my ass…I was losing it really loosing it.

 

Now the others were realizing something was up and running Mark Swindell had been in with me for too long…there was definite action going on…action to be had…now they were wishing they had been the first to make a move…the first to get to that action…it was now a game of wait and see…but they all knew further action was a possibility a big possibility it was just a question of time and a little patience, as they thought about that action they smiled and stroked their hard erections in anticipation.

 

“Hey let’s go in one of the cubicles honey…play bitch for me in there” he said pushing me ahead of him…then once inside he shut the door behind him standing there, cutting of all retreat and making escape impossible…should I have had second thoughts.

 

“We’ll get to the fucking later honey…first let me help you out of your gear” he said

 

As I was lightly dressed, shorts, T shirt and flip flops it was relatively easy. He helped me off with T shirt first…I quickly slid my shorts and undies down to my ankles and kicked them to one side…I stood before him…naked as, as naked is.

 

His hungry eyes roved over my body “Ohhhhh” he hissed, at the same time unbuckling his belt and pushing his trousers down around his thighs. Arms around my waist he pulled me toward him so that I could feel the warm hard shaft pressed tightly against my own penis and stomach, my face was a mere inch or two from his…he smiled as he looked at my lips then his mouth was on my mouth his tongue forcing its way through and in combat with my tongue. It was a brief moment of surprise then my arms were around his neck pulling his mouth hard to my mouth as I responded hungrily. Warm hands were on my ass, squeezing my buttocks pulling as he pressed harder against me.

 

“Oh honey…honey I’m going to enjoy fucking you babe…you do want me to fuck you don’t you?” he asked.

 

“Oh yes…yes I need to be fucked my friend…please fuck me…please” I begged.

 

“Oh I’m going to fuck you alright…but first I need you to kiss peter…peter penis…can you do that for me honey?”

 

“Yes…yes…I’d love to” I said eagerly.

 

“Sit on the pot”

 

The stainless steel rim was cold on my ass as I sat on the pot…these were the only parts of the toilets that had been renewed…the old porcelain pots having been cracked and broken.

 

In the dim light I could make out the magnificent hard erection only and inch or so from my mouth…first my hand stroked it…god how I loved the feel of that warm throbbing penis, as my hand cupped and fondled his balls…I slowly licked the warm shaft all the way up until I could feel the shape of the corona with my tongue…then mouth opened wide I thrust that hard shaft hungrily into my mouth…a loud sigh as I did so from Mark…now the only sounds to be heard were the sighs of delight from him and my mouth sucking on his cock.

There was a distinct taste of pre cum in my mouth

 

Outside another predator was sitting anxiously waiting.

 

God they’ve been inside for a while now there must be something going on…I need some of that action…perhaps I’d better go and see he thought and not being able to contain himself further decided to investigate…the interior light on the car flickered on briefly then went out again as he alighted and quickly closed and locked the door behind him.

Damn someone else is going in on the action I should have gone myself was the reaction of two others who had also been keeping an eye on things.

 

My hand was working his shaft feverishly the sound of my sucking coupled with his sighs and moans broadcasting what we were doing.

 

Predator two hung back quietly…listening to what was going on…the sounds told him everything as his cock started to expand with the lustful thoughts he was now thinking.

 

“Ok sweetheart time to be my bitch…I’m going to fuck you…you still wana be fucked don’t you”

 

He was joking wasn’t he I hadn’t come this far not to get fucked.

 

“Oh god yes…yes I’d loved to be fucked…I’m so looking forward to it”

 

“Ok honey turn around and bend over the pot…let me get it in you” he said

 

Predator two on hearing the action and spoken words was now fully hard…his hand feeling and stroking himself through the material on his trousers.

 

If I thought penetration was going to be immediate I was disappointed he had other ideas…he was good at what he did and I now needed to be worked up into a wanton frenzy and he knew just how to do it…I felt the warm hard shaft as he ran it delicately around my ass and buttocks tempting and teasing me with it “Oh god put it in please put it in” I begged “No not yet honey…you’re not ready for it yet” he replied continuing to tease me with the warm hard flesh…then he dropped to his knees…his thumbs forced my cheeks apart then a warm mouth and tongue were eagerly licking and delving into my anal “Oh god….oh god” was all I could whimper as his tongue delved inside, followed by his finger as he delicately finger fucked me at the same time…now I was working up into a frenzy as I continued begging to be fucked “Oh please….please fuck me…fuck me” almost screaming

 

Then warm hands held my hips and ass firmly in place…the hard head pressed into my button hole…I reached round and pulled my cheeks apart endeavoring to assist my partner.

 

“Hold still and just relax honey…here we go” he said and I felt my asshole start to expand as he pushed inward. He was good…nice and steady…the head pushing through first…then slowly the thick shaft starts to disappear inside…inch by glorious inch. Now fully expanded my ass feels comfortable with its new size.

 

“Oh honey that feels real good…nice and tight just as it should be” he said and at the same time giving my ass a hard slap with his open hand “thwack…thwack” I now felt the movement of the shaft as he started to fuck me.

 

Predator two was listening…listening to the various noises emanating from the small dark cubicle…he remained quiet not wanting to alert or alarm the two that were obviously copulating within…his mind was running riot as he conjured up the lustful thoughts…thoughts making his erection even harder.

 

Mark was well and truly into fucking my ass hand slapping my buttocks with every other thrust of his cock…my buttocks tingled after each and every slap of his hand…..predator two could resist no more and stealthily moved toward the cubicle…with hands on top of door he drew himself up…up onto his tiptoes and peered over the top…if his cock was hard before what he could now see did not help reduce his problem…it only served to intensify it. In the dim light he could make out one naked body bent over the toilet whilst the other part clothed person was well and truly inside his ass fucking, a white bum moving back and forth thrusting into the other white ass the sound of flesh smacking against flesh and a hand slapping the buttocks every so often thwack….thwack every thrust from behind pushing the naked guy toward the cistern

 

“You like that honey…you like being a bitch and getting fucked eh?” he asked

 

“Oh god yes I love it…I love it” I screamed unaware of the prying eyes that were watching us.

 

“God I love fucking nice tight asses” Mark said as he continued punishing my hind end, his hands now firmly holding my hips…pulling me back at the same time he thrust inward. I felt his hands move around my waist then up my back and around my shoulders as he squeezed and massaged them a great gasp of satisfaction emanating from his mouth. The pounding continued to intensify.

 

Predator two now one hand on top of the door the other feeling and fondling his hard erection as he watched the action with great anticipation.

 

Three other predators were becoming more and more restless as they had seen guys going in but not returning…previously not so bold…now a more pressing curiosity was gripping them…a new boldness was taking over….a boldness that was compelling them to move…to see just what was happening, interior lights came on then flicked out again as one by one they left the safety of their vehicles and ventured into the area of predators.

 

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh…his ball bouncing against my bum continued.

 

“Do ya want me to cum inside you honey” he asked

 

“Of course…of course I do” I replied as if it was a silly question and that cuming inside me was the natural thing to do

 

“Ho yeh I got one mother fucking load for you…you’re gona feel good…real good when I put this lot into you sweetheart” he said continuing to hump.

 

“Oh god I’m gona cum….I’m gona cum” he screamed thrusting his hard cock as far as he could into my arse. “Uh (first) load…uh (second) load…uh (third) and final load his balls contracting unloading copious amounts of pent up sperm. “Oh fuck that feels so good…I needed it…god what a great fuck” he said as he felt his frustrations slowly dwindle.

 

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing cunt” I heard Mark say as he suddenly realised we were being watched.

 

“Nothing…nothing…I just want some of what you’re getting that’s all pal…I did not mean any harm” said predator two.

 

“Oh well you’d better get n here then” he replied…we were still connected the swelling in his cock not yet quite subsided. I heard the door swing open then just as quickly close again.

 

“Here I’m finished pal…he’ll be nicely opened up for you” said Mark as I felt his penis being withdrawn and moving to one side allowing predator two to take up his position behind me.

 

I heard the soft purr of a zip being pulled down…a sound I’d heard many, many times before…I knew what it meant. Right now he was reaching inside his trousers taking hold of his erection and withdrawing it, it would be hard and ready…very ready for action an afternoon of thinking about nothing else…of sitting in his car thinking and finally watching as Mark fucked me was more that he could bare. I felt the warm hard head at my entrance and after being enlarged already there was no resistance as he entered swiftly an smoothly his arse already slamming back and forth before Mark had opened the door and was gone. It had taken but a moment and already I had another guy fucking me the shaft moving smoothly rhythmically….again the words “Oh god that feels so great” I could hear voices murmuring outside the cubicle…the vultures were gathering.

 

Heads were peering over the top of the door as each took it in turn to view the proceedings…proceedings that were working them up…getting them ready. I could hear them trying to establish a pecking order…who would go next.

 

“We’ll go odds and evens eh and see who does what when” there was agreement all round. Once the order was established it was just a question of waiting each again taking turns to watch the action.

 

Predator two’s ass continued to pound my arse…the hard shaft flashing back and forth…it was only a question of time…the feeling of euphoria was building toward its climax then with one last thrust “Ohhhh fuck” and his hard cock was erupting spewing forth his pent up sperm…sperm that was deposited on top of that which had already been delivered.

 

I heard a voice from the other side of the door “You finished fucking him pal”

 

“Yes…yes…do you want to go next buddy” there was never any question for me like is that ok…it was just assumed I’d be wanting another guy to fuck me…which of course was quite correct.

 

The door was pushed open roughly as the predator entered “God I thought you’d never finish pal” he said “Yeh well he’s all yours now buddy…he may be a bit slack though” he replied laughing. I heard the purr of one zip going up followed by another as it was pulled down…I turned to try and see who the new guy was but it was dark and before I could make out his face a new length of cock was being fed inside me. “Ohhhhh!!!” I gasped

 

“You like that honey eh you sure love cock babe” he said as he thrust into me “Bit of a slut and a whore eh?” he asked “I guess so” I replied

 

“Yeh well I’m gona fuck you, you slut give you what you deserve” his hips swaying as his cock was thrust in, time and time again “Uh…uh…uh…uh” was all that I could hear coming from him with each and every thrust he made. “I gotta big load for you sweetheart….a big load…this ass of yours is gonna be full of cum boy…real full by the time we are all finished with you…you like all this cum eh?” he asked

 

“Oh yes…yes fill my ass full of cum” I said, he needed no second invitation as he rammed home one more time.

 

As I sat on the cool stainless steel pot I tried to remember just how many had been in this cubicle with me…it seemed like just one guy but I think it was five who had been through me…the last one had gone only moments ago and I could feel warm fluid running from my ass and down my legs…when I’d felt my ass my hand became wet…wet from the semen that had been pumped into me…should I go or should I hang around and see if there was one more guy who needed feed their lusts, after a twenty minute wait I decided to go…the night was getting cooler and sitting naked wasn’t doing any good…I found my discarded clothing and dressed…I could smell body odor and the distinct scent of semen on my own body and clothing…I needed to shower and smell nice again…it had been a good night…no it had been a great night…all predators would be satisfied now after the pent up frustrations that had been gnawing at them and me all during day we could feel the satisfaction…the kind of satisfaction that only comes with a good fuck. The predators would go home thinking about tonight’s activities…already planning the next one…I as the prey also satisfied and having to decide when would be the next best time to make a visit to the watering hole and allow those predators to feed on me

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

To the last man they were fit and strong, the best fighting men for miles
around. One or two of the widows gazed longingly at all that prime male
flesh on display. Large cocks and small jutted out of black pubic hair
that nestled at the base of flat stomachs and between powerful sun bronzed
thighs. The women brought out the hot water and the men washed away the
grime that coated their bodies and eased the aches and pains out of their
muscles. The men laughed and joked as they recounted tales of their epic
battle. They were completely at ease with each other as they washed each
other's back and were totally unconcerned with having spectators as they eased
back their foreskins and cleaned their cock heads.

Later that evening the men were reclined on cushions in the home of the
village elder while the woman fussed about them. The best wine was brought
out and they were offered olives and cheeses while the smell of roasting
lamb filled the air. Everyone was happy and the men soaked up all the
attention. But even happier than the women were the young men in the
village; now that they had seen out nineteen winters they were due to
join the ranks of the warriors.

After the meal was over the women withdrew from the room and the young
men were sent for. The custom of their people demanded that the first
seed that the warriors spend after returning home from battle be not in
their wives, but in the hot firm asses of the young men who were due
to join their ranks.

The young men had spent quite some time preparing themselves for the
occasion. They too had bathed and oiled their bodies. Most had put a
dab of scented oil behind their ears. They had spent the past half
hour speculating which one of the warriors they would catch the eye
of. While the men were at war the young men had been practicing to
be penetrated by easing their fingers up their buttholes. Now they
were ready and they stood in a small circle in the middle of the
room and loosened their tunics and let them fall.

There was a loud wolf whistle as their eager young cocks started to
rise and the warriors drank in their beauty. The warriors got up on
their feet and walked around the circle of young men, inspecting
them closely, now and then tweaking a nipple or cupping a pair
of plump balls.

‘What a fine collection you are.’ Akamas, the warriors’ leader
declared.

The young men blushed, each wondering which one of them would have
the honour of receiving his semen. To receive the jism of such a
handsome, powerful and influential man would surely bring any young
man much good fortune as he set about becoming a warrior himself.

Akamas went around the circle three times before he came and stood in
front of Erki. There was something intriguing about him; his hair was
much lighter than most of the people in the village and it was
rumoured that the man he called father was not his father at all.
Erki had high cheekbones and the sexiest mouth Akamas had seen on a
man. Akamas gazed into his Erki’s deep blue yes and reached down and
took hold of his erect cock and gently pulled on it.

And then Akamas went down on one knee and took Erki’s throbbing cock
into his mouth. There was a collective gasp from the young men; it
was very rare for an older man to do that. Normally the warrior would
be serviced by the younger man who would then lie down and receive the
older man’s cock up his ass, and although it was the older man’s job
to please his young man that was usually done with kisses and cuddles,
not by kissing his cock! The other young initiates were extremely
jealous as the watched Akamas’ mouth bobbing up and down on Erki’s cock.

Akamas got back on his feet and took Erki by the hand.

‘Come and lie down with me.’ he said.

Erki could hardly contain his excitement when Akamas took off his loin
cloth, exposing his large cock that was now fully erect. The two men
embraced and Erki felt faint as Akamas’ lips sought out his own. His
hands stroked down Akamas’ strong smooth back until they came upon
the little patch of hair at the base of his spine. Akamas’ large
hands stroked over Erki’s taut body and onto the firm globes of
his pert little ass. He looked forward to being able to slide
between those sweet cheeks, but knew that tradition demanded that
he pleasure his young man first. This one night of love was meant
to forge a bond that would last the whole of their lives and
would see each look out for the other on the battle field.

The village elder felt a prick of jealousy and a stirring in his
loins as he watched Akamas lay down with Erki and hold him close,
whispering in his ear. Once he had been the older warrior who
had chosen Akamas for his night of man loving. One by one the
other men had paired off, leaving one lucky warrior with two
young men to pleasure.

Erki reached down and wrapped his right hand around Akamas’ big
hairy cock. It felt warm and weighty in his hand. He slowly stroked
his way to the crown and smeared the drop of love juice he found
there over the spear head of Akamas’ love tool. Akamas kissed Erki’s
brow and down his nose onto his lips. Once more Erki received
Akamas’ probing tongue and felt himself drowning in a sea of
pleasure. The older man’s expert hands stroked up and down Erki’s
body as the pair made slow and tender love to each other.

The village elder went from pair to pair, observing the ritual
close up and making sure that none of the warriors took liberties
that they were not entitled to. They had to earn their passage
up their young man’s ass by turning him on so much that he was
desperate to be mounted and receive his warrior’s seed. The
elder’s cock was harder than it had been for a long time and
he had to reach under his tunic from time to time to give it
a little tug. He was no longer sure which group he was more
jealous of, the warriors for being able to penetrate those
tight little butts or the young men for being able to receive
a nice hard cock and to get royally fucked by it. He could
still remember his rite of passage when he had been
penetrated by a ruggedly handsome and hairy warrior who had
proved to be a most gentle and able lover.

Akamas could see that Erki was growing desperate. He was
the first young initiate to be chosen and he had the right
to be the first to be penetrated. But Akamas was not yet
done with teasing his young man. He slid his cock between
Erki’s thighs, just under his balls and gently stroked it
back and forth.

‘Oh, sir! Please! Fill me with your seed.’ Erki begged.

‘The night is still young, my friend.’ Akamas whispered in his
ear as he continued to stroke him.

Erki was almost whimpering in desperation as Akamas reached
down and started to slowly jerk on his rampant cock.

‘Just one more kiss,’ Akamas whispered ‘before I give you a
seeing to that will leave you breathless.’

Erki already felt breathless as once more he surrendered to
Akamas’ kiss. Their hands roamed all over each other, touch
stroking and tugging. It was Akamas who broke off the kiss
to nibble his way down Erki’s smooth chest. Erki’s cock
bobbed about as his lover covered his whole body in kisses,
even sucking on each of his toes. All around them men were
locked in love and little gasps and moans rose on the
still night air.

‘Turn over.’ Akamas told Erki at last.

The young man quickly flipped over onto his stomach. There
was suddenly a heightened air of excitement in the room as
the other pairs took time out to watch Erki receive his lover.
Akamas gave Erki a small cushion to place under his hips,
pushing his pale little bubble butt out into the air.
It was a beautiful ass, one of the most perfect ones that
Akamas had ever seen and he just hoped he could last long
enough to give the young man the kind of pleasure he had
received on his initiation.

Akamas reached down and fondled Erki’s peachy cheeks, making
the young man even more desperate to be taken by this high
status warrior. Erki could see the envy in his age mates’
eyes as they watched Akamas slide a finger between Erki’s
cheeks. Akamas sighed softly as his finger brushed over the
textured folds of Erki’s hole. He stroked it for a couple of
seconds before gently pressing his finger against it, and
felt it yield to his probing finger. The young man was well
prepared; Akamas’ finger slid in with ease and he gently
worked it back and forth in the slippery warmth of Erki’s chute.

At last Erki was ready and Akamas positioned himself over
his lover and rubbed his hard cock between his cheeks,
teasing the young man until he pushed back and ensnared Akamas'
cock head. It slid in very easily after that until it was all the
way in. Akamas lay down on his lover’s back for a few moments,
enjoying the warmth of his ass and watching the other warriors
start to probe their lover’s butts.

Akamas raised himself up once more and slowly withdrew from
Erki’s ass before sliding back into him. He fucked slowly and
tenderly, now and then whispering sweet nothings in his lover’s
ear. From the moment he was first penetrated Erki had felt
nothing but pleasure. That pleasure just seemed to keep on
increasing with each stroke of that big, hard cock deep inside
him. He looked around him and saw his friends all lost in
their own little worlds as they felt the pleasure of being
taken by a man.

The village elder had jerked himself into a frenzy now and
he came and stood over Akamas and let fly his ball juice.
Only a high status man such as he could get away with doing
such a thing to a full grown man, but Akamas didn’t mind.
That spurt of man cream up his back just added to the
excitement he felt. He was close now, so very close and he
had already warned his young lover that he could not last
much longer. As much as Erki wanted their lovemaking to go
on forever he was also desperate to receive that precious
seed that would bond him to the handsome warrior for all time.

Akamas grew very vocal as he approached climax and the other
couples paused to watch him now. His brow was furrowed and he
was sweating profusely as he increased the tempo of his fucking,
driving his big cock faster and faster until the sound of his
fucking filled the room. Erki’s toes were curled as his pleasure
intensified. He could feel his own approaching orgasm as he
rubbed up against the silk covered cushion underneath him.
It seemed to start deep in his ass and spread rapidly and soon
he was crying out in amazement at having blasted off such a
massive load of sperm without even touching himself.

When Erki’s cries filled the room the other men started to
cheer. How skilful that Akamas was, both on the battlefield and
in bed. It was clear that he had given his lover much pleasure
and now it was time for him to take his own. He bellowed like
a gored bull as his protesting cock let loose a volley of
potent warrior spunk that seemed to go on forever. When at
last the last drop of joy juice was drained from his balls
he collapsed onto Erki’s back and fell into a satisfied slumber.

Erki lay there and watched the other men achieve orgasm.
Now, at last, they were truly men. They could take wives
and go into battle in defence of their land. But all that
could wait until tomorrow; right now he was happy to enjoy
the contact of Akamas’ skin along the length of his back
and the feel of Akamas’ big bull balls nestled close
to his well used and happy ass.

Copyright 2006 Daniel Blue

We were both 40, she is a little overweight but still able to turn heads.  Sherrie is 5’3” 40-30-38, blonde wavy hair and blue eyes and a tanned body that screams for cream.  I am 5’9” 180 pounds, and an ex football player turned accountant exec.  I have short brown hair neat, no facial hair, tattoos or any scars.  Slightly feminine sometimes over the years, as she always loved to dress me up in her silky panties and then suck my five inch cock off.  She also for several weeks would slip a hormone in my mouth and tell it was a vitamin.  By the time she got the nerve to post an ad those things had started working.  My nipples were always sensitive now they were down right sexual tools.  Touching them got me hard, kissing them made me week and if you caressed them, well I would have sucked an elephant.

She had three responses the first day, but chose not to tell me until she found a man who was right for me.  Then she seduced me into going to meet him for a drink.  He was 53, 6’2” 190 pounds, firm body, slightly gray on the sides but black hair everywhere else and he had charm.  His name was Trevor and when he met us both, he asked her, “Are you planning on watching or would you prefer a video?”

His manner made you feel at ease and after the meeting we went home and talked, which led to me stripping naked and bending over the coffee table while she used her dildo to tease my ass.  When she had me so hot I went to the phone and called him back.

It was Friday night and he asked me if I could come over early the next morning to his house.  Well usually in the Spring I am on the links, but his request seemed nice enough, and after telling me not worry he would let me show how far I was willing to go, I said yes.  So we set it up for 7:00 am the next morning.

My wife woke us at 5:30 am that morning and showered, shaved and pampered me with lotion, cream and perfume not cologne.  She made me wear a pair of sexy sheer black panties and she painted my finger and toe nails with bright red, then did my eyes with blue shadow and sent me to him in a silk tank top and matching shorts that were purple. 

I drove to his house with heart beating a hundred miles a second and when I arrived at exactly 7:00 am he was waiting at the door with a smile and a bath towel only.  I walked through his yard and if anyone else was awake they saw me and what I looked like.  I entered his house and was instantly greeted with a warm hug and then a hot passionate kiss as he dropped his towel with the front door still opened wide.

My hand was guided towards his eight inch cock and when I touched it I sort of gasped and looked down.  He sensed that I was nervous and petted my shoulder and arm as he slipped his hand to touch my right nipple and then caress it ever so gently like only my wife knew about.

Instantly I was hard and panting madly as he smiled and continued playing with it.  My hand now holding his cock ever so softly began to slide easily up and then down.  With each caress of my nipple my desire to taste it grew until I fell to my knees and began to suck him with all the ability I had.

I licked up and down the shaft and then sucked on the tip and head then repeated my adorning of his cock.  When I sucked on his balls, his hands began to glide through my hair and he spoke softly saying, “Suck me like that for just a few more minutes.”

I was unaware that he had set up a camera and was recording everything I was doing to his cock and my strip tease as I sucked him off.  Soon I was bare ass naked with my clothes in the threshold of his front door, and when it opened it and kicked them out, I was glad.  Suddenly I began to taste his salty tangy flavors and as I did he groaned slightly then said, “Open your mouth and keep it wide open.”

Suddenly I found myself splattered all over the face by his cum, and then I found myself licking, slurping and swallowing it and being fed what was on my by using his cock as a spoon.  His cum was swished into my mouth by his fingers as well and as I finished cleaning my face and his cock we heard applause from across the street as two men stood watching our performance.  He bowed to them then slowly shut the door and said, “You see you are going to be well thought of very soon.  Not only did you give a live performance to those men, but I have made it a direct feed on the internet as well.  Is there anything you wish to say to wife or those watching now?”

I looked up at the camera smiling and said, “I need you to fuck me.”

He pulled me from the floor and kissed me right on the mouth and I kissed back as his hands played with my nipples and made my cock tingle like mad.  Then in a matter of seconds he had me in his arms as his hand slowly worked over my cock and balls and while doing he whispered in my ear, “If you let me fuck you, then that makes you my bitch.  Are you sure you want to be my bitch?”

“Yes,” I replied.  Then he whispered again, “Than say it loudly.”  So I looked at the camera just as he was bringing my cock to a climax of its own and yelled, “I want to be your bitch.  I need to be your bitch.  Please keep as your bitch and you or anyone else can fuck my wife.”

With that I exploded and he caught most of it on his hand and fed it to me, which I gladly slurped off and swallowed.  Then he smiled and led me to the floor, and there placing me on my back, he said, “Now my bitch is about to enjoy his first cock up his ass.”

He slid inside me with a mighty thrust and I yelped out for the camera, “I love it.  I want it.”

He sent his cock up me several more times before I actually did really like it, but when I did you could see it on my face and the hear in my begging for a harder fucking.  That’s when he went crazy and very soon I was being driven wild by his pulsing climax in my bowels.  Then he pulled me from the floor spun my as around bent me over for the camera and said, “This is some great ass guys.  You should write his wife an email now and ask for a piece. A-1 Grade A and absolutely tight as a drum.”

By the time he finished with me on camera, I was his.  He washed in the bath tub after that then brought me a pair of pink shorts he bought for me and white pair of flip flops.  Then he dried me off, dressed me up and took me home to fuck my wife. 

When we got there he didn’t knock but used my house key.  She was upstairs alone watching the video feed again, and playing with her chubby hole as he walked in with me in his arms and announced; “Now it’s your turn bitch!”

Taking her by her long red gown, he yanked her from her seat upwards then he stripped her completely and held her naked body as he kissed her mouth, and I sat on my knees caressing his ass and undressing him for her.  Soon his cock exposed was being moistened by her as I watched, and then I began to fondle her nipples from behind as I coached her to suck him better.  She did well enough allowing his cock to fill her mouth which I cleaned for her after he was clean.  She swished it to me and I calmly drank it from her until he ordered me to fuck her mouth.  So I stood up and stuck my cock in her mouth and as she looked up at me I face fucked her.  She was surprised at how well I did it.  Then with my cum rising he yanked me off and had me blast her tits.  I was then allowed to suck them and clean them while they kissed.  She was excited enough by this time, and when made me suck him hard, I gladly obeyed.  She watched and I saw her twitching and sighing and then heard her cum.

She was already working on a second wave when he drove in her and fucked like the bitch she is.  He was ruthless with his pounding of her making fly every which way while he did her.  She came on his cock at least twice, maybe more.  Then she begged for him to cum in her and he did.  As she watched me clean out his cum from her pussy she asked him, “Which one do you like most?”

“Your bitch husband of course.  He’s mine now.  I am his owner and master.  If you want to enjoy him you have to pay me for it.  If not, I’m sure some women will do you for free,” as he smacked her face and pulled her hair.

She smiled at him and said, “Then take him with you.  Fuck him for me on the net tonight and every night so I can cum and you can keep him.”

 

“Welcome to Purgatory, boy,” the guard said with a smile fit for Hells’ gatekeeper. He slammed the heavy cell door, leaving Kyle to the cruel hands of the twisted God who ruled this place.

Democracy raged across the world in Afghanistan, Iraq, Iran and North Korea. The warriors who did battle on baseball diamonds, footballs fields and basketball courts were gone, overseas waging war for a Democratic Utopia. With police forces across the country depleted by war, the Department of Homeland Security desperately needed a new flavor of electronic heroin to soothe the jaded masses.

Back in 2025, the Monastic Reform Law blasted through Washington and came down on prisons like the devil’s hammer, bringing prisoners to God in a rough way. Purgatory was the first prison to offer redemption under the new Monastic Reform Law. The redemption and punishment of prisoners became a public spectacle, second only to the Roman Coliseum.

The public couldn’t get enough of televised whippings of unrepentant prisoners. Prisoner gladiator games, the newest concept in reality television, became the biggest money maker since boxing in Las Vegas. Now, years later, every prison in the country brought cutthroats, thieves and reluctant soldiers to God on live television, the ultimate electronic heroin high.

Kyle slumped down onto the bottom bunk, letting the bedding under his arm slip to the floor. He sat with his head in his hands, letting his dark brown hair fall across his face like a curtain. Behind his closed eyes he saw the Call to Service card that had turned up in his mailbox two weeks ago, one day after his nineteenth birthday. Kyle’s mad dash to the Mexican border was a nightmare of days without sleep and hitching rides on dark highways from men who demanded payment from Kyle on his knees.

Kyle’s capture came in the middle of the night. The border patrol swooped down on him, grabbing him up into the metal jaws of the Unpatriotic Actions Law. When he refused to sign his service papers, they said they’d give him a year to think it over. After his year in Purgatory, they’d be back with their papers. If Kyle refused to sign again, he’d get five more years.

At nineteen, Kyle was the hottest piece of ass in Purgatory. Slavery might be over on the outside, but here in Purgatory, pretty boys like Kyle were handed out to gladiators like first prize trophies. The Father Confessor who ran Purgatory had assigned Kyle to JT’s cell, as a reward for JT winning the Statewide Gladiator Games.

            On the outside, Kyle used his slender body and sweet boyish looks to get what he wanted. One look into Kyle's sultry brown eyes and men understood the promise of pleasure his soft pink lips offered. Before this nightmare started, he wouldn’t be with men who liked fucking ass. Now, Kyle looked around glumly at the dark red brick walls of the narrow cell. He knew his days of sucking cock and saying no to more were over. One look at JT, and everyone knew his bitches took it up the ass. Hard.

Loud footsteps and harsh voices echoed in the narrow hallway. The gladiators were coming back from training in the yard. Kyle steeled himself, and tried to get ready to meet the man who now owned him.

            JT slid the heavy cell door back with a bang and walked into the small cell. His dark chocolate skin glistened in the light of the single bulb that hung overhead. His bare chest and arms rippled with hard, sleek muscle. Sweat beaded on the flat toughness of his sculpted belly. A dark tattoo of a screaming skull rippled and writhed on the bulging bicep of his right arm.

When JT turned and looked at Kyle, there was a dark hunger in his black eyes that made Kyle shiver inside.

“Hey boy,” JT said in a deep voice that rumbled with bass. He slid the red bandana off his head and rubbed sweat from his bald head. “What’s up?”

Kyle wasn’t sure if he should answer. The hardness in JT’s eyes made Kyle feel like he was thinking about doing something cruel. Something that would make him scream. To avoid saying anything, Kyle shrugged and reached down to get his bedding. But JT stopped him, leaning his six foot three inch frame on the top bunk.

            “You’re even prettier than I thought,” JT said quietly, looking down into Kyle's light brown eyes.

Kyle looked at the swelling bulge between JT’s spread legs and pressed himself further back on the small bed. JT reached out to stroke Kyle’s cheek, but the boy flinched as though he’d been slapped.

            “Take it easy baby,” JT said with a low laugh. “I ain’t gonna hurt you. You’re gonna suck my dick and I’m gonna fuck you. But you ain’t in no danger with me.”

            Kyle tried to hide the fear that jolted his heart. No one had ever taken his ass. JT seemed to read his thoughts.

“You still a virgin, boy?” JT let his eyes crawl greedily over Kyle's slender body.

When Kyle turned brilliant red and didn’t answer, JT chuckled, a soft, low sound that sent chills down Kyle’s spine.

“I got you a present.” JT offered Kyle the box of candy from the top bunk, looking down at him with hard eyes that promised no mercy.

Kyle knew what it would mean if he refused the box of pink, heart shaped candies. An image of Jimmy’s face, horribly battered and bruised, rose in his mind. Kyle took the pink box from JT’s big hand, nearly snatching it in his haste to accept the gift.

“You’ll do alright with me,” JT said quietly, seeing how Kyle’s hand trembled when he took the candy.

JT grabbed the boy’s slender arm, pulling him off the bed.

 “Come here baby,” JT said softly, wrapping Kyle in a steel embrace.

JT ran his calloused fingers slowly along the softness of Kyle’s mouth, looking at the way his pink lips came together in a pout.

“These lips feel good wrapped around a man’s cock?” JT stared into Kyle’s soft brown eyes, unbothered by the fear he saw in the boy.

            JT pushed Kyle gently, sending him reeling into the corner between the bunk bed and the wall.

            A picture of Jimmy’s face rose in Kyle’s mind again, in grim detail. He spun and faced the wall, spreading his legs, his ass out. Better to let JT have his way without a fight.

A heavy hand fell on Kyle’s shoulder. He tensed, squeezing his eyes shut, promising himself he wouldn’t scream when JT’s cock tore into his ass.

“Damn baby,” JT’s deep voice said behind Kyle. He sounded slightly amused. “I ain’t gonna do you like that, bitch. Turn around. Get on your knees for me like a good girl.”

Kyle turned and faced JT, slipping to his knees. He looked up at the big black man standing over him, his legs spread. JT’s bulging crotch was inches from Kyle's lips. His cock looked big enough to ream Kyle’s ass with just one stroke.

“I’ll do what you want,” Kyle blurted. He looked up into JT’s eyes, pleading. “Just don’t make it bad for me, please?”

JT’s black eyes were twin pools of dark hunger, like an animal on the prowl.

“I like my bitch to blow me after I train in the yard. I get relaxed like that,” JT said, ignoring Kyle’s plea.

JT had unzipped his jeans and was reaching in to take out his dick when a voice stopped him.

“JT, we got to talk,” a man’s low voice said at the cell door.

“Fuck that,” JT said without turning around. “I’m trying out my new girl.”

“It’s important,” the other man said. “About the game next week.”

“It better be important,” JT said, zipping his pants, keeping his dark eyes on Kyle.

JT stroked Kyle’s cheek, and pursed his lips in a silent kiss. “Later baby,” he said, and turned away, disappearing through the cell door.

Kyle sprang to his feet the moment JT left and went to the cell bars. JT stood at the far end of the tier, talking to another man. For a wild moment, Kyle thought of escape. But to where? Nobody fucked with a gladiator. He got his bedding from the floor and started putting sheets on his bunk, thinking of the coming night.

After dinner, Kyle trudged back to his cell, sure that JT was there, waiting to ream his ass. He was relieved to find his cell empty. Kyle lay on the top bunk, thinking about JT. Before he realized it, Kyle was thinking of how it felt to be on his knees, with JT’s hard body towering over him. Kyle's cock surged at the memory of JT's dark, sleek body pressed close, his unzipped jeans inches from Kyle’s lips.

The breathy sound of men fucking came from the next cell, echoing down the narrow tier. Kyle closed his eyes and imagined himself on his knees between JT’s legs, letting the harsh sound of the men screwing become the sound of JT while Kyle sucked him off.

 Kyle undid his jeans, took his hard cock in his fist, and was about to jack off when a low voice said, “I don’t like my girls jacking off when I ain’t around.”

Kyle sat bolt upright at the sound of JT’s voice. He shoved his cock back inside his jeans, a flush of embarrassment rising to his face. JT walked into the cell and leaned against the top bunk.

“Was you thinking about my cock in your mouth or up your ass?” JT caressed Kyle’s hot face softly

The lights out warning buzzer saved Kyle from answering. Just after JT walked into the cell, a guard came down the tier, locking cell doors and doing last head count. Ten minutes later, a loud buzz signaled final lights out, and near total darkness fell.

            “Come here baby,” JT said. “You take care of my cock every night after lights out.”

             Kyle slipped from the bunk bed and knelt in front of JT, anxious to show him that he would have him without a fight. The last thing Kyle wanted was for JT to get angry.

 “No,” JT said quietly.

Kyle looked up at him, fear bright in his eyes, afraid he’d done something wrong.

“Over there, in the corner,” JT said. “I know you bitches don’t like nobody seeing you with a man. Guards can’t see you there.”

Kyle got up and wedged himself into the shadowy privacy of the corner between the bed and wall. A dim ray of light fell across Kyle’s face in the darkness. JT caressed Kyle's face, feeling how he trembled.

       “You scared of me?”

       Kyle nodded, knowing he couldn’t hide it.

       “You suck my cock and get fucked like a good girl, and ain’t nothing gonna happen to you.”

       Kyle knew he should have kept quiet about Jimmy, but he couldn’t. Jimmy had been JT’s boy until two days ago, when he’d been shipped to the hospital, with his right arm broken in three places and his jaw shattered from a bad beating. Kyle had seen them taking him. His face had been swollen like a water balloon, both eyes blackened and purple.

“What about Jimmy?” Kyle said quietly.

              “He wouldn’t be a good girl,” JT said softly. “But you ain’t like him. You’ll be a good bitch for me, won’t you?”

Kyle nodded, looking up into JT’s glittering eyes in the darkness.

“Good. Then I won’t have hurt you like that,” JT said, unzipping his jeans.

JT unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them down his hips. He stood with his legs spread, his thick cock jutting straight up, well past his navel.

“You gonna suck my cock like a good girl?” JT said, stroking his hard meat.

Kyle nodded, nearly mesmerized by the sight of JT’s fat cock.

“Get to it bitch.” JT pulled Kyle by the hair and forced the boy’s face into his crotch. “Show me how good those lips feel on a man’s dick.”

Kyle closed his eyes a moment to steady himself, then he started at the base of JT’s impossibly thick cock, licking around his low hanging balls. Kyle ran his slick tongue up and around JT's hairy balls, taking his time, letting his whole tongue slide along JT's nuts. Then Kyle slid his tongue down the length of JT’s cock, feeling how the hard flesh was veined, nearly all the way out to the thick head.

“I been thinking about your hot mouth all day,” JT said, pressing his crotch into Kyle’s face.

Kyle let his tongue linger on the head of JT’s cock, circling the thick head slowly, before sliding his hot tongue all the way back down to his heavy balls.

“Oh yeah bitch. Open your fucking mouth. Suck my cock,” JT said. He leaned on his powerful arms against the wall.

Kyle opened his mouth wide and JT slid into the pretty boy’s hot mouth, feeding him his thick ten inch cock, moaning softly. The sight of his dark chocolate cock sliding between the boy’s pretty pink lips drove JT crazy.

“You better suck my cock good, bitch,” JT said, pumping his hips slowly.

JT slid his cock deep down Kyle’s throat on every stroke, nearly gagging him, then he held himself inside Kyle's mouth, enjoying the way the boy’s gag reflex made his throat massage the head of his cock.

“I can’t wait to try that virgin ass,” JT said, fucking slowly in and out of Kyle’s mouth.

He took the boy’s pretty face in his hands, feeling the softness of his cheeks, watching how Kyle’s pink lips stretched tight against his dark, thick cock.

“You look so fucking hot baby, on your knees with my fat black cock stretching your pretty lips,” JT said.

JT tossed his head back and pumped his hips in a slightly circular motion, speeding up as his throbbing cock came close to exploding in Kyle’s mouth.

“Get ready to swallow my come, bitch,” JT said, driving his hips into Kyle’s face.

Kyle struggled to take JT’s cock deep down his throat, gagging, feeling how his own hard cock strained at his jeans. Choking on a man’s cock drove Kyle crazy. He ached to take JT’s load down his throat.

“Oh yeah bitch, you want it. You want my come real bad, don’t you?”

Kyle grabbed JT’s cock near the base. When JT didn’t slap him or make him stop, Kyle  started jacking him off, tightening his fist around JT's slick, throbbing cock rhythmically.

“Oh fuck, yeah,” JT said, pushing his cock into Kyle’s grabbing hand.

JT wrapped his fingers into Kyle’s hair and held him still while he fucked his face.

“Oh yeah bitch,” JT said, breathing hard. “You fucking suck bitch. Take it. Take my fucking load.”

JT slapped Kyle's hand away and pumped Kyle’s mouth harder, choking him on nearly every stroke, breathing hard, moaning deep in his throat. JT jammed his throbbing cock down Kyle's throat again and again, hard and fast, until finally he crammed his dick deep down Kyle’s throat, groaning in pleasure. His cock exploded and sent hot come shooting down Kyle's throat.

“Swallow it,” JT said, looking down at Kyle with hard eyes.

Kyle swallowed, working his throat, looking up at JT.

“Good, bitch,” JT said. “I make my girls swallow. Or I beat their ass.”

He wiped the corners of Kyle’s lips where come had leaked from his mouth and slid his fingers into the boy’s mouth, forcing Kyle to lick and suck until his fingers were clean.

“How you like sucking my dick, boy?” JT said, zipping his jeans.

Kyle shrugged, unable to make himself meet JT’s eyes boring down into him. Kyle's need to suck cock and be a bitch for a man like JT always embarrassed him.

“Don’t be acting like you didn’t like it, boy. I know a cock sucking bitch when I see one. Come here,” he said, pulling Kyle to his feet. He was more careful this time, so Kyle didn’t feel like his arm was ripping out of its socket.

“Turn around,” JT said.

Kyle faced the wall and JT pressed real close to him and reached around to cup Kyle's bulging crotch.

“Damn,” JT said. He massaged Kyle’s dick through his jeans. “Look how fucking hard you are, bitch.”

Kyle moaned softly. He was aching to come.

“Take your jeans off,” JT said.

Kyle slid his jeans down his slender hips, shaking loose of them almost immediately. Now he stood with just his shirt on and his jockey shorts with an embarrassing bulge in them. JT unbuttoned Kyle's shirt from behind, while he kissed his neck softly.

“I’m gonna give you a taste of what little bitches like you need,” JT whispered into Kyle’s ear.

He slipped the boy’s briefs down and slid the shirt from Kyle’s slim body, passing his hands gently over Kyle’s tight round ass.

“You got a pretty ass boy,” JT whispered into Kyle's ear. “Soon I’m gonna put you on all fours and fuck this tight little bitch hole.”

JT ran his rough hands slowly over Kyle’s smooth chest, paying special attention to the boy’s nipples, ignoring the way Kyle trembled in his arms.

“Start jacking off,” JT whispered into Kyle’s ear.

JT’s promise to fuck his ass terrified Kyle, but he was desperate to shoot his load after the way JT had fucked his mouth. Kyle grabbed his cock and started jacking off.

“Not so fast bitch, enjoy it, go slow.” JT put his big hand over Kyle’s to show him the slow rhythm he wanted him to use.

“I only make bitches out of men who want it up the ass,” JT said into Kyle’s ear. “But you don’t want it up your ass, right?”

JT lubed two fingers with Vaseline and held them up so Kyle could see.

“I ain’t gonna hurt you. Don’t do nothing stupid like trying to fight me,” JT said.

Slowly, JT pressed one lubed finger to Kyle’s ass. The boy tensed immediately.

“Relax bitch or I’ll make you get my cock hard again. You want me to ream this virgin ass?”

“Sorry JT,” Kyle said in a low, scared voice.

“Keep working your cock,” JT said.

Kyle tried to relax as he felt a long finger press slowly into him. JT kissed the side of Kyle’s neck softly, while he worked his finger into Kyle's ass gently.

The feel of something inside his tight ass was new to Kyle. It felt good. His hand sped up on his hard cock, but JT slapped Kyle's bare ass, hard.

“Slower,” JT said. “You better not come ‘til I let you, boy.”

Kyle slowed down, even though his cock throbbed crazily in his slick fist.

“You ain’t no bitch. You don’t like it up the ass, right?” JT whispered into Kyle’s ear.

JT felt Kyle’s tight hole open to him and he slid all the way in. Slowly he started easing another finger into Kyle’s tight ass while Kyle worked his cock in the slow rhythm JT had given him.

When both fingers were inside him, JT leaned close to Kyle and said, “I’m gonna fuck this hot little ass with my fingers. If you don’t come like a moaning bitch after I finger your ass, I’ll give you back. I won’t do nothing to you.”

Slowly JT worked his fingers in and out of Kyle’s ass, matching the slow rhythm of him jacking off. At first, Kyle held himself still against JT’s long fingers, tightening his ass. But his ass loosened up and JT worked deeper into his tight hole with every stroke, until finally his long fingers massaged Kyle’s prostrate.

“Oh fuck,” Kyle said, pressing back into JT’s fingers, moaning softly.

“Yeah boy, that’s it. Show me how much you hate taking it up the ass. Show me you ain’t no bitch.”

JT wrapped his muscled arm around Kyle’s waist and pulled the boy close, keeping his fingers inside Kyle's ass. Then he slapped Kyle’s hand away. JT grabbed the boy’s cock in his strong hand and started jacking him off in a slow rhythm that made Kyle writhe in his grip.

“You liking it up your ass, bitch?”

“It feels so fucking good,” Kyle said, moaning.

“Yeah, that’s right. Look how hard your cock with my fingers up your ass.”

JT slid his fingers slowly in and out of Kyle’s ass, matching the rhythm of his hand on the boy’s cock.

“Only a bitch likes it up the ass.  Ain’t that right boy?”

Kyle rocked his hips, caught between the double pleasure of JT’s fingers up his ass, and his strong hand on his cock.

“Yeah,” Kyle said, breathing hard.

“Say it,” JT said, sliding his fingers in and out of Kyle’s ass real slow. “Tell me.”

He kissed the side of Kyle’s neck, licking up and down his soft skin.

“Tell me how you’re gonna be my bitch and take it up the ass,” JT said.

Kyle moaned in helpless pleasure, but he said nothing.

“You want me to stop boy, and handcuff you and make you sleep like this?”

“No,” Kyle said. “Please. Don’t stop.”

“You know what you got to say boy,” JT said.

“I’m your bitch,” Kyle said, pushing his ass back to meet JT’s fingers. “I’ll be your girl JT. Let me come, please,” Kyle begged.

“Oh yeah. I’m gonna let you come just like a bitch, on your knees.”

JT pulled his fingers out of Kyle’s ass, and spun him around. Kyle looked up at him in confusion, his hard cock jutting up between his legs.

“Down,” JT said. “I’m gonna watch you jack off on your knees, while you tell me what a bitch you are.”

Kyle slipped to his knees, grabbed his throbbing cock and started jacking off again, moaning and panting softly.

“Look at me boy,” JT said, standing over him.

Kyle met his dark eyes.

“You’re my bitch now,” JT said, while Kyle jacked off for him on his knees. He slapped Kyle's face lightly. “You understand?”

“Yeah,” Kyle said, sliding his fist up and down his hard cock.

JT grabbed Kyle’s chin so he could look down into the boy’s eyes. He loved seeing the need in Kyle's eyes.

“You’re gonna suck my cock and get fucked up the ass. How come?” JT said.

Kyle tried to turn away from him, but JT slapped his face again, harder.

“How come you’re gonna suck my cock and take it up the ass?” JT said.

Kyle was panting and moaning, looking up into JT’s hard, merciless eyes.

“ ‘Cause I’m a bitch,” Kyle said.

A moan of pleasure escaped him.

“Please JT,” Kyle begged. “Please.”

 “Yeah. Come on your knees like a bitch. I wanna hear you say it. Tell me you’re my bitch, over and over, ‘til you shoot.”

“I’m your bitch,” Kyle said, jacking himself off wildly.

Nothing made JT hotter than forcing a man to make a bitch of himself for him.

“Louder,” JT said, giving Kyle’s face a rough shake. “Don’t piss me off.”

“I’m your bitch JT,” Kyle said, loud enough for it to echo in the small cell.

“Good,” JT said, holding Kyle’s face and looking straight down into his eyes.

“Keep saying it ‘til you come.”

Kyle slid his fist up and down his slick cock madly, panting and moaning, saying over and over that he was JT’s bitch.

“Yeah bitch, come on,” JT said, when he saw Kyle was close. “Shoot your come on your knees for me.”

Kyle tried to throw his head back, but JT held his face, looking down into Kyle’s eyes. A final groan of ecstasy escaped Kyle and he exploded all over his hand.

“Lick it off your hand,” JT said, standing back.

He watched Kyle lick the sticky mess from his hand, enjoying the way the boy’s face flushed with shame, thinking about what he’d done. When Kyle had licked the last of his come from his fingers, JT turned his back on him and got into his bunk.

“Go to sleep,” he told Kyle. “I’m busting your cherry tomorrow night.”

He heard the boy climb into the top bunk. JT fell asleep to the soft sound of Kyle crying in the dark.

ii.

Kyle sat next to JT at the table in the drafty stone room that was the prison cafeteria. Voices echoed all around them, bouncing off the high ceilings. Morning sun streamed through high windows, glinting off the dull steel of the tables bolted to the floor.

All the men at the table had the lean, cruel look of men who’d spent a long time in prison. Their hard bodies, bristling with muscle, spoke of a hunger for violence that gave them the look of predators on the prowl. They were all gladiators. If they weren’t in prison, they’d be rich from all the money they made for Purgatory.

“Hey JT, heard you enjoyed your new bitch last night,” Terence said.

Terence, a black man with thick arms ridged with muscle, sat across the table from JT. He looked at Kyle and ran his tongue across his lips.

“Yeah,” Tyrone said. He sat across from JT next to Terence. He looked like he spent his life pumping iron. Even his face looked angular with muscle. “I’m your bitch, JT. I’m your bitch,” Tyrone said in a high falsetto, pumping his hips on his chair.

Kyle dropped his eyes to his plate of oatmeal, his face turning a brilliant scarlet.

The whole table of black men laughed.

“Look at that bitch,” Calvin said. “He’s turning all red and shit. What’s wrong boy, you didn’t like JT’s fat cock pumping your faggot mouth?”

JT glanced over at Kyle beside him, taking in the boy’s red face and the way his light brown eyes were bright with unshed tears under his long lashes.

“Leave him alone,” JT said quietly.

“Come on man, tell us,” Terence said. “Did you fuck the bitch? He got a tight ass?”

“Nah, he didn’t fuck her,” Tyrone said. “Ain’t nobody heard no screaming.”

The whole table broke into laughter again. To Kyle they sounded like hyenas fighting over a fresh kill. He fought back tears. It would just make things worse if he cried.

“I said, leave him alone,” JT said in an even quieter voice.

Kyle looked up at JT, surprised at the anger in his low voice. He loved the way mood at the table changed. The other men suddenly looked scared. Kyle was glad.

“Hey man,” Tyrone said, “he’s just a bitch. What the fuck do you care?”

The table fell silent. All eyes turned to JT.

“You know what your problem is Tyrone?” JT said.

“What?” Tyrone said, loud and cocky. “Bitches can’t get enough of my dick?”

“No,” JT said, looking at Tyrone mildly. “You’re too stupid to know when to shut your fucking mouth.”

Tyrone opened his mouth to say something else, but Calvin said, “Leave it alone Ty. Shut up.”

 “Stay away from my bitch,” JT said, looking Tyrone in the eye. “I let it go last time ‘cause I owed you. Don’t start no shit with me.”

“Come on, JT, forget it, alright?” Terence said.

After that, Kyle ate his oatmeal in the new, uneasy silence at the table. In a little while, the men started talking about the coming games on television. Soon the ugly sound of a buzzer filled the stone room, and all the men filed out to their work details.

Kyle hurried out, nearly pushing past JT and the other men.

“Looks like your new bitch ain’t saying bye,” he heard Tyrone say.

Kyle pushed his way through the men, heading for his job at the library.

“Hey boy,” Kyle heard JT saying behind him.

But Kyle kept walking, as if he heard nothing. He’d be safe once he got to the library. He hoped.

            JT’s long strides caught up with him. He grabbed Kyle’s arm, just outside the men’s room. A uniformed guard stood by the door. No one was supposed to go in the bathroom before reporting for work detail. JT walked by the guard, dragging Kyle along as if the guard were invisible. The man in uniform watched, but said nothing. Kyle could have sworn he saw a look of fear pass briefly across his face when he met JT’s eyes.

            Inside the bathroom, JT pushed Kyle into one of the brick walls.

            “What the fuck’s wrong with you bitch? Walking out on me like that?”

Kyle knew what JT meant. In prison, it was a show of disrespect when you belonged to a man to get up and walk off, leaving him sitting at the table the way he’d done. But Kyle tried to play dumb.

            “I didn’t do anything,” Kyle said, looking up into JT’s black eyes. He tried to push past him. “I have to get to the library. I’ll get in trouble.”

            “Fuck that,” JT said, grabbing Kyle's arm hard. “You’re in trouble now bitch.”

            JT spun Kyle around to face him, and pushed the boy into the wall. He tried not to hurt the bitch, but Kyle hit the wall so hard, it knocked the breath out of him.

“What’s wrong with you? I told them to leave you alone, didn’t I? I could of made you get on your knees between my legs and stay like that. You think any guard in here’s gonna stop me?”

            Kyle tried to control his rising temper, but he couldn’t. All the anger, the frustration, the humiliation of the way JT’s friends had treated him came flying out with his words.

            “You did it on purpose,” Kyle yelled at JT. “You wanted them to hear me last night.”

            Kyle looked up into JT’s black eyes and saw a dark fury that filled him with cold terror. Too late, Kyle realized he’d made a bad mistake.

            “JT, please, I didn’t mean - ” Kyle tried to say, but JT slapped his face, hard.

            “You’re lucky I like you boy. You’re real lucky I don’t take you down to the machine shop and share your virgin ass with my friends,” JT said in a soft voice that chilled Kyle to the bone.

            There would be no arguing with that soft, implacable voice if JT decided to do that. Kyle did the only thing he could think of that might calm JT.

            “I’m sorry.” Kyle slipped to his knees, and ran his hands gently over JT’s crotch. “You’re right. I’m your bitch. I shouldn’t have done that.” Kyle kneaded JT’s crotch softly, feeling his thick cock stir to life.

“Why you bitches get all embarrassed and shit?” JT said, stroking Kyle’s cheek. Kyle was relieved to see that JT's mood had suddenly changed. “You live in my cell now, everyone knows you’re sucking my cock and getting it up the ass. I put you in the corner where nobody could see you, didn’t I?”

            Kyle nodded, trying to put on a look of gratitude he didn’t feel. “Yeah,” Kyle said, pressing his hands against JT's bulging jeans. “You’re right. Let me show you I’m sorry.”

            “That’s better bitch,” JT said, undoing his jeans.

            Kyle reached for JT’s hard cock like he was desperate to suck his dick. But inside he trembled. Kyle was sure that if he didn’t suck him off real good, JT would take him to the machine shop and share him with his friends.

            JT grabbed Kyle’s hair and slapped his face lightly when the boy didn’t open his mouth fast enough.

            His cheeks stinging from JT’s heavy hand, Kyle stretched his pink lips around JT’s dark chocolate cock. It wasn’t like last night. JT was impatient, driving his cock hard on every stroke, choking Kyle, looking down into his scared eyes.

            “Don’t make me mad boy,” JT said, thrusting his hips into Kyle’s face. “Or I’ll make it bad for you bitch. I’ll rent your ass out.”

            He fucked deep into Kyle’s mouth, choking him again and again until tears slipped down his soft cheeks. JT twined both his powerful hands into Kyle’s hair, holding him still while he pumped his hard cock in and out of his soft pink lips.

            “Tonight, I’m fucking that pretty virgin ass real hard,” JT said.

            Kyle looked up at JT, his light brown eyes full of fear.

            “That’s right boy, I’m busting your cherry tonight,” JT said, stroking in and out of Kyle’s hot mouth.

            He pumped his thick cock into Kyle’s mouth, changing his rhythm to short, hard strokes, rocking his hips, grunting low in his throat with pleasure. He watched his dark, veined cock sliding in and out of Kyle’s mouth, seeing how his hard cock stretched the boy’s lips tight against his throbbing flesh.

            “Oh yeah, boy” JT said, breathing hard. He let go Kyle and leaned on the wall, pumping his mouth hard. “You’re gonna be my ass bitch.”

            JT grabbed Kyle’s hair again, twining his strong fingers deep into the boy’s silky hair, and stroked into Kyle’s mouth in a desperate rhythm, panting and grunting, his mouth pulled back in a grimace.

“You’re gonna be my girl after tonight. I’m gonna fuck the shit out of your virgin hole,” JT said.

He fucked Kyle's mouth hard, holding him still and helpless in his iron grip, cramming his hard cock meat down Kyle's throat again and again.

            “Cock sucking bitch,” JT said, panting hard, “Oh fuck,” he said between clenched teeth. “Take it bitch. Take my fucking come.”

            JT threw his head back, arched his back and pulled Kyle’s face down on his cock, moaning so low it was almost a growl of pleasure. Suddenly his driving cock jetted hot come down Kyle’s throat.

            Kyle swallowed JT’s heavy load of thick come, then ran his tongue along his cock and balls, licking him clean.

            “Don’t beat me up,” Kyle pleaded, licking JT’s cock, looking up at him. Kyle slid his tongue around JT's balls, licking at the sticky mess of his drying come.

            Over and over Kyle saw Jimmy in his mind, both eyes blackened, one swollen nearly shut, his lips split, his arm in a splint.

            “I’ll do what you want,” Kyle said, licking JT’s balls softly, looking up into dark eyes.

            “That’s what you said last night, bitch,” JT said, zipping his jeans. “And by breakfast you was already pissing me off.”

            Kyle was horrified to hear the anger that had been in JT's voice before he sucked him off coming back.

            “I’m sorry,” Kyle said, in a trembling voice almost too low to be heard.

            Kyle looked down at the floor, sure that JT was about to make him into Jimmy’s twin. He remembered the scared look on the guard’s face outside the bathroom. Kyle knew that nobody would come help him, no matter how loud he screamed.

            Kyle flinched when JT grabbed his face. He squeezed his eyes shut, tried to be ready for the first fist that would come driving into his face.

            “Look at me boy,” JT said, bending over Kyle.

            Kyle’s eyes flew open. JT’s face loomed large over him.

            “The last thing you want in this world is to be on my bad side. Jimmy, he got on my bad side,” JT said in a soft voice that carried more menace than the loudest threat. “Next time you think about fucking with me, don’t do it.”

            He turned and walked out, leaving Kyle on his knees, more scared than he had ever been.

            When Kyle got to the library, he expected the guard to ask him where the fuck he’d been, why he was so late. But Victor, the CO on duty, only nodded to him, then went back to the paper he’d been reading.

            When Tyrone walked into the library two hours later, all the prisoners stared at him. Gladiators never used the library. His big body was outlined under a tight t-shirt that bulged with hard muscle. Kyle found the darkest corner between stacks in the big library and hid.

            “Hey boy,” Tyrone said, when he found Kyle’s hiding place. He’d sniffed him out like a predator. “How come you’re back here in the dark?”

            Kyle shrugged, looking up at Tyrone. He was trapped in the narrow aisle between stacks. Tyrone’s huge body blocked his way out. Kyle’s mind raced. He knew trouble was heading for him like a screaming freight train.

            Tyrone came closer to Kyle until he was only inches from the boy. “Did JT fuck your little bitch ass yet?”

            Kyle swallowed, and shook his head, no.

            “When he gets a new boy, he fucks ass the first night, to try him out. Except virgins. He likes to take his time with virgins. You been fucked up the ass before boy?”

            Tyrone was pressed close to Kyle in the darkness. His voice was low and intimate, like lovers having sweet talk.

            “No. I’m a virgin.” Kyle was too scared to look up into Tyrone’s greedy eyes.

            Tyrone ran his hand over Kyle's crotch, felt the growing hardness there.

            “You’re hard boy. How come? You need that little virgin hole fucked real hard?”

            Kyle had gotten hard sucking off JT, but he hadn’t jacked off. He’d been afraid JT would know somehow. Now, with Tyrone’s muscled body pressed so close to him, Kyle was hard again.

            “Please - ”

            But before Kyle could finish, Tyrone grabbed him and spun him around to face the wall. He undid Kyle’s jeans and pulled them down along with his cotton briefs. He pressed his big hand over Kyle’s mouth, muffling the boy’s cry of surprise.

            “I wanna see what JT's getting,” Tyrone whispered into Kyle’s ear. “I’m gonna see how tight this virgin ass is.”

            Tyrone stuck a finger in his mouth, then found Kyle’s hole. He shoved his finger in hard, then jabbed in and out of Kyle’s hole cruelly, making Kyle groan in pain.

            “You’re a fucking tight bitch,” Tyrone said, pulling his finger out.

            He rubbed his hard cock against the boy’s ass roughly.

            “You’re lucky you belong to JT. ‘Cause if you was my bitch I would of raped your virgin ass already and made you scream real loud.”

            Tyrone spun Kyle around to face him and pushed the boy to his knees. Without saying anything, he took out his hard cock and grabbed Kyle’s hair.

            “You better open your mouth for my cock, bitch. Or I’ll tell JT you came to me and begged me to let you suck my cock. You think he wants his bitches sucking cock when he ain’t around? Remember Jimmy?”

            Kyle, haunted by the horrifying memory of Jimmy’s battered face, opened his mouth.

           

iv.       

At lunch, Kyle sat at the table with JT and his friends, expecting the worst. But Tyrone ignored him, as if the library had never happened. The men at the table talked about the game last night and coming bad weather.

            This time, Kyle waited for JT to get up from the table, like he knew he should, then followed him out of the cafeteria. JT pulled him into the bathroom again, but his mood was different this time.

            “Hey baby,” JT said, once they were inside.

            He pressed Kyle up against a dark brick stone wall. His palms rested against the brick, beside Kyle’s head. His heavily muscled body pressed close against Kyle, making him feel like he was trapped in the shadow of a giant.

            “You sucked me off real good this morning.” JT rubbed his crotch against Kyle, looking down into his eyes, running his hard fingers along Kyle’s soft lips.

            Kyle didn’t know why, but the way JT fucked his face without caring if he wanted it or not, made Kyle hot for his cock. JT's hard, muscled body felt good pressed up against him. The scent of his sweat, made Kyle's cock surge. But Kyle couldn’t get Tyrone’s words out of his mind.

            “What’s wrong baby? How come you’re shaking like that?” JT said.

            Kyle tried to hide his fear by dropping his eyes, but he JT didn’t let him. He took Kyle’s chin in his hands and made him look up at him.

            “Somebody say something to you? Somebody scared you?” JT said, his voice low and cold.

             Kyle licked his lips, avoiding JT’s hard eyes. “No JT.”

            “Nobody said nothing to you?” JT said, grinding his hips softly into Kyle. The boy could feel JT’s thick cock rising already.

            “No.” Kyle looked down at the floor so he wouldn’t have to meet the raging hunger in JT’s dark eyes.

            JT shook Kyle’s face and looked down into Kyle's eyes. He saw a fear that ran deeper than getting his ass fucked. Something had spooked Kyle, and he was scared that JT would hurt him real bad.

            “I don’t like it when my bitches lie to me,” JT said quietly.

            Kyle gasped, a short whimpering sound, and JT knew he was right. Something had scared Kyle badly. Or someone.

            “Tell me what happened to you boy,” JT said.

            He was suddenly different. Instead of pressing close to Kyle, he stood back, his arms hanging at his sides, studying Kyle.

            “Don’t hurt me,” Kyle said in a low, unsteady voice. “He made me do it.”

            “Who made you do what? Talk to me boy.”

            Before Kyle could stop himself, the story of what happened with Tyrone came pouring out of his lips. He told JT everything.

            “After he came in my mouth, he said he’d be back whenever he wanted to,” Kyle said, looking up at JT. “He said if I told you, he’d say it was me who came to him. But I didn’t JT, I swear. It happened like I told you.”

            For long seconds that seemed like an eternity to Kyle, JT stood as still as a statue carved from ebony marble. Then, without warning, JT exploded in rage. He kicked the bathroom stall behind him hard enough to dent the solid metal. He heaved a metal garbage barrel at the polished metal mirror that hung over the sink, scarring the metal with an ugly scratch. He knocked over the other two garbage barrels and kicked them all over the bathroom, making a horrible racket that was terrifying.

            Kyle cowered in a corner, watching JT’s rampage, praying he wasn’t next to get kicked around the stone floor. When the garbage barrels were dented and twisted nearly beyond recognition, JT stood over Kyle breathing hard. Kyle ducked, covering his head with his hands, cringing in the corner. When JT reached down to pull him out of the corner, Kyle yelped like a frightened dog.

            “I’m telling the truth, JT,” Kyle managed to say through his chattering teeth.

            “I know you are boy.”

            JT’s soft voice surprised Kyle. He risked looking up into JT’s furious face.

            “Relax, bitch. I ain’t hurting you.”

            “You’re not?” Kyle said.

            “No,” JT said quietly. He pulled Kyle into his arms and looked down into the boy’s terrified eyes.

            “You know what happens now boy?”

            Kyle shook his head, looking up into JT’s cold eyes.

            “Now me and Tyrone are gonna duel over you. I’m fighting him for you. There’s gonna be a dark game tonight. No lights. No cameras. Just us gladiators. And I’m gonna carve my initials into Tyrone.”

            JT’s voice was soft and calm, as if he were talking about the weather. But his eyes were dark and stormy with rage.

            “Get back to the library. I got things to do.”

            JT walked out of the bathroom, kicking aside one of the garbage barrels he’d knocked over.

           

           

           

           

iii.

            That night, after dinner, Kyle sat on his bunk, looking out onto the empty tier. In the cell next to him, he heard the breathy sound of a man either fucking or getting his cock sucked. He lay down and tried not to think about what would happen if Tyrone won the fight tonight. Kyle would belong to the man who won the duel. Tyrone’s words came back to Kyle with perfect clarity, if you was my bitch I would of raped your virgin ass already and made you scream real loud.

            JT walked into their cell and picked up a black bag that Kyle hadn’t noticed.

            “Come on boy,” JT said, looking at Kyle. “Game time.”

            Kyle jumped down from his bunk, looking up at JT, puzzled.

            “We can’t leave the cell,” Kyle said. “It’s almost lights out.”

            JT took his hand. “You’re with me now. Come on. Let’s go.”

            Kyle followed JT past guards who acted like they were both invisible. One guard nodded to JT and asked him how he was doing. No one tried to stop them.

They left the tier, went down old stone steps that smelled of sweat and urine, past the first floor. Kyle counted two flights below the first floor before a big, black iron door blocked their way.

            “Where are we?” Kyle said, looking around in the darkness.

            “Old part of the prison,” JT said, slipping a key from his pocket.

            He slid the skeleton key into the ancient looking lock and the door opened with a soft creak that spoke of well oiled hinges. The corridor beyond lay in pitch black darkness.

            Kyle hung back, looking into the darkness. JT pulled a powerful flashlight from his black bag and took Kyle’s hand again. On the other side, JT locked the big door. Now they stood in near total darkness, except for the narrow beam of the flashlight. The only sound was their breathing and Kyle’s wildly beating heart.

            “Where are we going JT?”

            “You’ll see boy.”

            JT led Kyle through dark corridors, past closed doors, deeper into the musty scent of disuse, until finally, they heard the low murmur of voices up ahead.

            They turned a corner and Kyle saw a giant cell that stood in the middle of a stone floor. Hurricane lanterns hung from top of the cell on iron hooks, casting a shifting yellow glow all around. No one was inside the cell yet. Men crowded around the cell made way for JT and Kyle. Calvin and Terence waited near the cell door.

            A blond man who looked as big as one of the original Vikings, came up to JT and clapped him on the back hard enough to send another man sprawling.

            “You show him what’s what JT. He’s made trouble for all of us.”

            “He won’t make no more trouble after tonight, Sven,” JT said quietly.

            “Good,” the blond man said, and walked off, trailing a slender blonde man behind him.

            “You ready?” Calvin said, taking JT’s bag.

            “Yeah,” JT said. “Take care of my bitch. Keep him close.”

            “Don’t worry,” Calvin said.

            JT took the short handled knife Calvin handed him from the black bag, then he slid his t-shirt over his head. His body rippled with solid muscle in the flickering light.

            Calvin pulled Kyle back as JT opened the door to the giant cell and stepped inside.

            “Where’s Tyrone?” Kyle said.

            “He’ll be here,” Calvin said.

            Terence walked through the crowd of men and stood on the other side of Kyle.

            “You stay close to us boy, hear?” Calvin said.

            Kyle nodded, looking into the cell. Men clung to the outside of the bars, making a living wall around JT. He stood in the center of the cell, holding his knife. The crowd buzzed with excitement.

            “Where’s the guards?” Kyle said. “It isn’t like this on TV.”

            Terence and Calvin both laughed. “Those games are for show boy. This is the real thing.”

            Silence went through the crowd in a wave, and a path cleared to let Tyrone through. Two men came were with him. He took off his black t-shirt, staring across the crowd at Kyle. He took a curved knife from the man on his left, then slowly, so that every man there saw what he did, Tyrone blew Kyle a kiss.

            Kyle looked at JT standing in the middle of the cell. He’d seen what Tyrone did, but his face showed no sign of anger. The only sign that showed the fury Kyle knew JT must be feeling was a slight tension that made his sculpted muscles stand out even more in the flickering golden light.

            Tyrone walked into the cell, followed by the blonde Viking that Kyle had seen earlier.

            When all three men were in the cell, silence fell.

            “Tonight is a dark game,” the Viking said in a strong voice that echoed down the dark halls, “to settle a duel between gladiators. The man who frees himself with this key, wins.”

            The Viking held up a large, black skeleton key. He walked out of the large cell, locked the door with the key, and hung the key beside the lock where it would be easily reached by a man standing on the other side of the bars.

            JT and Tyrone circled each other in a low crouch. Both held their knives easily. They were nearly matched in size and strength. JT was only about an inch taller than Tyrone. But he was lithe with hard muscle and graceful on his feet. Tyrone didn’t move with the same grace and ease as JT. Fear made his movements jittery. His eyes flicked behind JT, distracted by noises from the crowd.

            JT’s eyes never left Tyrone. His face was impassive, smooth, as if he were spectator with nothing to win or lose. When JT struck, no one, including Tyrone, expected it.

            JT’s knife came in under Tyrone’s extended arm in a rapid swipe. Tyrone jumped back and twisted away, but not before JT’s knife left a light flesh wound.

            “Next time I catch your bitch alone, I’ll fuck him real hard,” Tyrone said in a low hiss that only JT heard.

            JT ignored Tyrone’s words, concentrating on finding weaknesses in Tyrone’s defense. Words were for amateurs. JT’s knife did all the talking in a fight.

            JT came in for another strike, letting Tyrone think he was going for his right flank, but at the last moment, JT twisted back and his knife cut through the tender flesh of Tyrone’s belly again. Another flesh wound that stung like hell, but did little harm.

            Tyrone was an amateur. He won in the games because he was matched with men who were stupider than he was. JT won because he knew how to get to a man’s weakness. Tyrone’s weakness was his bad temper. JT played to Tyrone’s weakness, inflicting light, harmless flesh wounds with his razor sharp knife.

Kyle stood between Calvin and Terence. He grabbed the bars with white knuckles, his face pressed between them, watching JT and Tyrone with unblinking attention. The way JT’s muscles flexed and moved in the shadowy light made Kyle remember how he’d felt last night and this morning on his knees between JT’s legs. Seeing the way JT moved, like a warrior in battle, and knowing that JT was fighting over him, gave Kyle a raging hard on that throbbed and ached in his jeans. Kyle wanted JT. He wanted to suck JT's cock and hear him groan in pleasure as he shot hot come down his throat and called him his bitch over and over.

 The two men circled each other in a slow dance. Tyrone struck out at JT, but JT easily dodged his clumsy swipes. JT weaved back and forth, and from side to side, raking his knife through the air, leaving flesh wounds that stung, but caused no damage. Soon, the constant badgering from JT’s knife and the jeering cries of the men in the audience drove Tyrone to do exactly what JT wanted.

            Tyrone lost his temper. He came charging at JT with a loud cry, his knife held high, his eyes wild with rage. JT let him come, then side stepped at the last second, tripping up Tyrone, letting his own weight carry him to the floor. JT was on him in an instant, his strong arm wrapped around Tyrone’s throat in a deadly embrace.

            Tyrone sputtered and cursed, thrashing wildly, but JT rode his bucking back like a sailor on a stormy sea. The men in the audience went wild, cheering JT on. But when JT showed no signs of letting go of Tyrone’s neck to let him breathe, a silent hush fell over the watching men.

            In the silence that fell, JT bent low and whispered into Tyrone’s ear, “I ever catch you near my bitch again, I’ll kill you.”

            He gave one last squeeze, pushing Tyrone into unconsciousness, then he let him go. Before he got up, JT used his knife to carve his initials just above Tyrone’s right shoulder blade. Tyrone would have to someone carve them out or burn the skin to erase it, unless Tyrone wanted to become someone’s bitch.

            JT wiped his knife on his pants, and went to the cell door, where the key hung waiting for him outside the bars.

            Behind JT Tyrone rose to his feet, like a man rising from a drugged sleep. His eyes focused blearily on JT, and he came after him, gaining speed with all the grace of a charging bull.

            JT whirled to face him, his knife up, ready to carve into Tyrone for real this time.

“You wanna die tonight?” JT said quietly.

Tyrone looked around at the shadowy square, seeking a friendly face. Finding none, he looked back at JT. Tyrone held up both hands in a gesture of surrender and dropped his knife at JT’s feet.

“I didn’t think so,” JT said, and deliberately turned his back on Tyrone. He’d already decided that if Tyrone came at him again, he’d kill him. No more talk.

Tyrone decided to live and JT reached through the bars and got the key that unlocked the cell. Calvin and Terence met him outside the door. They tried to hold Kyle back, but JT signaled to them to let him go. Kyle ran to JT, running his hands quickly over his sweaty body.

“Are you ok?” Kyle said.

“Yeah boy,” JT said. “Fucking punk didn’t lay a finger on me.”

Behind them Tyrone slammed through the open door and made his way through the crowd without a backward glance at JT.

“What about him?” Calvin said, looking at Tyrone’s retreating back. “You want us to do anything?”

JT shook his head. “No. Not unless he fucks with us.”

Calvin nodded, but he looked at JT with obvious displeasure in his hard eyes.

“Leave him alone,” JT said, meeting Calvin’s hard eyes. “Don’t make trouble where we don’t need it.”

Calvin held up both hands. “I won’t do nothing to his punk ass unless he crosses me.”

JT nodded and grabbed Kyle’s hand. “Come on boy.”

Men made way for JT and Kyle, making a narrow aisle in the crowd for them. JT led Kyle down twisting stone corridors, guiding them with the strong flashlight he’d taken from his black bag. The noise of the men had fallen behind them a long time ago.

“We’re not going back upstairs?” Kyle said, peering into the darkness that pressed all around him.

“No baby,” JT said, pulling Kyle along. “I’m taking you on a date.”

Kyle fell silent, and concentrated on following JT through the twisting darkness. A few times Kyle thought he heard far away screams. He asked JT about it, but he wouldn’t answer Kyle. When Kyle thought he could stand no more of following JT’s flashlight beam through coal black darkness, JT said, “Stay here.”

Kyle panicked when JT let go of his hand and walked on, until he realized that JT wasn’t going far. They’d stopped in front of a cell that was three times the size of the cells in the main prison.

            JT walked into the cell, taking a lighter from his pocket. Kyle watched while JT went around the cell, lighting fat midnight blue candles that were already there. He could tell from the way wax had melted down the sides of the candles that this room had been used before. It didn’t have the same smell of disuse as the rest of the abandoned prison.

            As JT lit candles, Kyle saw red brick walls emerge from the dark shadows. The candles revealed a stained stone floor, and a strangely new mattress on an old prison cot. A wooden table that had been new when this part of the prison was built, stood in one corner. Black handcuffs hung from the iron bars to Kyle’s left, just the right height to handcuff someone to the bars, standing up.

            JT lay on the wide cot on his side, one leg up, and patted the mattress next to him.

            “Come here baby,” JT said softly.

            Kyle knew he had no choice. There was nowhere to run. Even if he was willing to brave the pitch blackness beyond the candlelight, Kyle would never find his way out of the dark maze. Kyle walked into the cell, and sat stiffly on the mattress beside JT.

            “You want me to take off my clothes?” Kyle said, looking down at his hands.

            “No boy,” JT said, running his big, strong hands over Kyle’s slender body. “I’ll take them off.”

            Kyle swallowed back his fear. At least he knew JT wasn’t going to just handcuff him to the bars and rape him raw. He would have done that already. Wouldn’t he?
            Kyle heard JT take off his shirt. He turned to look at his sculpted body in the candlelight. His chest and belly rippled with dark muscle. Sweat clung to him from the gladiator fight. Seeing JT fight over him had made Kyle incredibly hot for him. But Kyle didn’t want JT to fuck his ass. Kyle wanted to slip to his knees between JT’s strong legs and pleasure his thick cock while JT told him what a bitch he was.

            “Come here baby,” JT said, pulling Kyle against him. When he felt how stiffly the boy rested against him, he said, “Relax boy. I ain’t gonna hurt you.”

            JT ran his hands slowly down Kyle’s body, sliding up under his t-shirt and caressing his hairless chest.

            “You’re soft,” JT said, sliding his calloused fingers across Kyle’s sensitive nipples. “I like my girls to be soft like you.”

            Kyle slowly relaxed as JT fondled his body, running his big hands down between Kyle’s legs, feeling how the boy’s cock bulged against his jeans. JT pressed his back up against the wall and opened his legs. He pulled Kyle close, so the boy’s head rested on his muscular chest and Kyle's ass pressed up against JT’s crotch.

            As JT ran his hands over Kyle’s body slowly, he whispered into his ear.

            “I ain’t had a virgin in a long time.”

            JT ran his hands up under Kyle’s thin cotton t-shirt again and found his pink nipples and twisted gently. He kissed the side of Kyle’s neck softly, his breath hot against his neck.

            “Don’t fight me,” he whispered, while he worked Kyle’s nipples. “I’ll make it good for you, bitch.”

            Kyle, who wanted nothing more at that moment than to feel JT’s thick cock stretching his lips, moaned softly, letting his head fall back against JT’s broad chest.

            “That’s it boy,” JT said, licking and kissing Kyle. “You’re mine. Give in to it.”

            When JT slipped Kyle’s t-shirt over his head, the boy was glad to be free of the thin cotton. Now he could feel the hardness of JT’s muscled chest pressing up against him, skin to skin. Kyle squirmed as JT ran his big hands over his body, down between his legs.

            “I’ll be good, JT,” Kyle whispered. “I won’t fight.”

            “Yeah boy,” JT said, rubbing his rough palms against Kyle’s nipples. “That’s right. Be a good bitch. ‘Cause you’re getting my cock up your virgin hole tonight. You can get it hard or easy, up to you. Understand?”

            “Yeah,” Kyle said, lifting his hips as JT’s strong hand kneaded his cock through his jeans.

            Kyle felt JT unzip his jeans, but he wasn’t afraid. He wanted to feel JT’s big hands on his cock. He was desperate for JT to jack him off. JT reached inside the boy’s jeans and rubbed his hand against the thin fabric of his briefs, teasing Kyle’s hard cock.

            “Fuck boy,” JT said. “This cock is so hard. You want me to fuck your ass that bad?”

            Kyle moved his hips, pressing into JT’s hand. “No. I wanna suck your dick,” Kyle said, moving rhythmically, wishing JT would close his fist around his throbbing cock. “And feel your come jetting down my throat.”

            “If you’re a good bitch,” JT said, reaching into Kyle’s briefs and taking his throbbing cock into his fist. “I’ll let you suck me and jack off.” He slid his fist up and down Kyle’s hard cock, slick with pre come. “I’ll let you come on your knees with my hard cock in your mouth. You want that boy?”

            “Yeah,” Kyle said, pumping his hips in and out of JT’s fist.

            “Take my cock up that virgin hole like a good bitch, and I’ll let you come like that.”

            JT slid his fingers into Kyle’s mouth, making the boy lick the sticky pre-come from his fat fingers. Then he slid his hand down Kyle’s body, between his legs, to his ass.

            “I bet this ass is aching for something good and hard,” JT said.

            Kyle tensed up the moment he felt JT’s big finger at the entrance to his ass.

            “Relax bitch,” JT said quietly. “Don’t piss me off.”        

            JT circled the outside of the trembling boy’s hole with his finger, kissing Kyle's neck softly, then he rested his finger against the virgin tightness and let Kyle’s writhing ass push onto his finger. JT slid his slick fist slowly up and down Kyle’s throbbing cock, while he fingered the boy’s hot hole.

            “Oh yeah boy,” he whispered into Kyle’s ear. “This fuck hole’s so ready for my dick.”

            Kyle’s grasping ass throbbed around JT’s finger as he slid slowly in and out of the boy. Still jacking off Kyle’s dick, JT slid another finger into his ass slowly.

“After tonight, you’ll be my girl,” JT said into Kyle’s ear. “Cause I’m gonna fuck this virgin hole real good and make you take it like a bitch.”

            JT moved his fingers in and out of Kyle’s writhing ass while he worked the boy’s cock. JT’s thick cock was pressed up against the boy’s wriggling ass, throbbing wildly. He ached to sink into his new bitch’s tight hole.

“This ass is hungry for something bigger, ain’t it?” JT said.

            JT stroked Kyle’s slowly, fingering Kyle's ass, feeling how the boy’s cock throbbed in his fist, and how his hot ass grabbed at JT's fingers inside him. When JT felt Kyle jerk against his moving fist and knew the boy was almost ready to shoot, JT let go of Kyle's cock, but kept fingering his ass.

            “I’m ready for you bitch,” JT said. “My cock’s so hard thinking about fucking your virgin ass,” JT said, sliding his fingers in and out of Kyle’s hungry ass.

            Kyle writhed on JT’s fingers, trying to get them deeper inside him. He needed to feel something hot and hard up his ass. He needed JT’s cock inside him.

            “Yeah,” Kyle said, moving against JT’s hard body. “Please, fuck me. I want your cock in my ass.”

            “Yeah boy,” JT said, slipping his fingers out of the boy and pushing him away. “I’m gonna fuck that tight virgin hole real good.”

            JT rose from the bed and slipped out of his jeans. Kyle sat on the bed, his back against the wall his legs spread, looking at the way JT’s hard swollen cock jutted up past his navel. Suddenly Kyle was scared again. JT’s cock was so thick.

            JT saw fear come over the boy’s face. “Get on all fours for me,” he said, standing next to the bed, running his hands over Kyle’s body.

            Kyle got on his hands and knees, closing his eyes. JT moved Kyle’s arms out from under him, so his head rested on the mattress, and his ass stuck up high.

            “Spread your legs,” JT said, caressing Kyle’s trembling ass.

            Kyle spread his legs wide, exposing his pink virgin hole to JT’s hungry eyes.

            “Real nice, bitch,” JT said, lubing his swollen cock.

            He grabbed Kyle’s hips, felt him tense up. “You best relax bitch, or my dick will tear you in two.”

JT rubbed his hard cock against the entrance to Kyle’s hot hole, pressing the head of his cock against Kyle’s ass, feeling the heat of his tightness.

            “Oh yeah bitch,” JT said, easing his cock head into Kyle. “Here I come for your virgin ass.”

            Kyle gasped in pain as the thick head of JT’s dick went into his ass. He bit his lip, trying to stay still, trying not to make JT mad at him.

            JT moaned softly, feeling the way Kyle’s sweet ass grabbed his cock head, pulsing around his hard fuck meat. When the head of his cock was all the way inside the boy, he held himself still, fighting to control himself. He’d won Kyle’s ass in front of all the prison gladiators. JT ached to plunge deep into Kyle’s hot tightness and claim his victory.

            “Oh fuck,” JT said, rocking his hips, pressing his ten inch cock into Kyle’s hole slowly. “I forgot how good virgin ass is.”

            Kyle gasped and groaned in pain as JT’s thick cock stretched his tight hole. JT was so big, it felt like his ass was splitting wide open to take his dick.

            “Please JT,” Kyle begged. “I can’t. It hurts so bad.”     

            “Shut the fuck up,” JT said, inching into Kyle. “You’re my girl now. Get used to my cock stretching your bitch hole.”

            Kyle pressed his face into the mattress, groaning in pain, his whole body tense and trembling.

            The way the boy’s virgin hole quivered around his throbbing cock, and the sound of Kyle’s muffled groans of pain made JT crazy. A primitive part of him took over, driving him wild with lust. His mind filled with the need to sink his cock deep into the boy’s virgin hole and feel Kyle’s pulsing ass grab his dick. With his cock only halfway inside the boy, JT grabbed Kyle’s hips in a harsh grip and pulled Kyle’s ass onto his cock, driving deep into him at the same time.

            Kyle cried out, and struggled, but JT was too strong for him. JT drove into the writhing boy’s ass again and again feeling how his sweet virgin hole pulsed around his cock. Kyle fought, bucking against JT, trying to escape the pain in his ass, but it was no use.

            “Fucking bitch,” JT said, slamming his cock into Kyle’s ass. “Take my cock.”

JT rode Kyle hard, grunting and moaning, like a stallion breeding a mare. The sound of Kyle’s moans of pain echoed in JT's ears, making his cock throb hungrily inside the boy’s hot ass.

“You ain’t no virgin no more.” JT pounded the boy’s quivering hole. “You’re my fucking ass bitch now.”

JT fucked Kyle hard, grunting like an animal, his balls slamming into the struggling boy’s ass over and over. Sweat slid down JT's muscled chest. JT gripped Kyle’s hips so hard, his sculpted arms strained in the candlelight. Kyle whimpered in pain, struggling weakly in JT’s hard grip.

“Fucking virgin hole’s so good and tight around my dick.” JT threw his head back like a warrior claiming the spoils of victory.

            The stone room was full of the sounds of fucking. JT’s low moans echoed off the brick walls. Kyle’s whimpering groans of pain were nearly lost under the harsh sound of JT hammering into his ass, making loud slapping noises as his swollen cock sank deep into Kyle again and again.

“Oh yeah bitch.” JT pumped Kyle's ass with a new urgency. “You’re my girl now.”

            JT fucked Kyle's ass hard, lost in the pleasure of the boy’s tight hole pulsing around his throbbing cock. JT's whole body strained. He clenched his teeth. He was so fucking close.

            “You’re gonna take my load, bitch.”

            JT's voice was low and guttural, his breathing harsh and ragged. He dug his strong fingers into Kyle's ass, holding him tight while he pumped hard into Kyle's quivering hole. JT groaned as he felt his heavy balls clench. He grabbed Kyle even tighter and jammed his thick cock hard into the boy’s ass, moaning low in his throat.

            “Take it bitch,” JT said in a strangled voice. “Take my load.”

            JT grunted and groaned as his cock twitched deep inside the boy’s hot hole, then he went rigid and jammed his hips convulsively into Kyle, as his cock exploded hot come deep in the boy’s ass.

            “Oh fuck,” JT said, pulling out of Kyle’s ass.

            JT collapsed on the bed beside the trembling boy, breathing hard.

            “Your virgin ass was a sweet fuck,” JT said.

            “I’m sorry,” Kyle was saying over and over. “Don’t beat me up JT. I’m sorry. I tried, but you hurt me so bad.”

            Kyle was curled into a ball facing JT, shaking all over, begging JT not to hurt him. When JT reached to pull Kyle close, the boy cried out and scrambled further into the corner, away from him.

            “Come here bitch,” JT said, grabbing Kyle’s arm, and pulled him closer.

When the terrified boy looked up at him in the candlelight, JT said, “I ain’t gonna do nothing to you. It was my fault. I shouldn’t of done you like that.”

            He pulled Kyle into his strong arms, and waited ‘til the boy’s breathing calmed down.

            “Don’t beat me up, JT,” Kyle said. It was as if JT’s words didn’t penetrate Kyle’s fear. “Please. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to fight you.”

            “You ain’t done nothing boy,” JT said, running his hand over Kyle’s ass. “I ain’t gonna hurt you.”

            When JT felt Kyle relax against him, he said, “You were a good bitch. But that virgin ass just about drove me crazy.”

            Kyle said nothing, still trembling in his arms. JT moved Kyle’s hand to his cock, while he reached over and took Kyle’s dick in his fist.

            “Come on, boy,” JT said, moving his fist up and down Kyle’s cock, “get me hard again so I can give you what little bitches like you want – a big load in your mouth.”

            Kyle’s fist closed around JT’s semi-hard cock and started stroking him, bringing his fuck meat back to life, while JT stroked the boy’s rising cock.

            “You still wanna come with my hard cock in your mouth?” JT whispered into Kyle’s ear.

            The boy’s cock was already hard in his fist, and Kyle had forgotten his fear.

            “Yeah,” Kyle said, moaning softly while they stroked each other.

            “Yeah bitch?” JT said, stroking Kyle's cock. “After I reamed your ass, you still want a load down your throat?”

            “Yeah,” Kyle said again, feeling JT’s cock grow rock hard in his fist.

            “Tell me bitch,” JT said in a low voice, “tell me what you want.”

            “I wanna suck your cock,” Kyle said, lifting his hips up and down, sliding his cock in and out of JT’s fist. “I wanna come while I take your load.”

            “You hot little bitch,” JT said.

            He got up and stood next to the bed, his muscular legs spread wide, his hard cock jutting up.

            “Get over here boy,” JT said.

            Kyle hurried from the bed and knelt in front of JT. He took JT’s cock into his mouth and started stroking his own meat. But JT stepped back, pulling his cock out of Kyle's mouth. He slapped the boy’s face lightly.

            “I didn’t say you could jack off, bitch,” JT said, looking down at him.

            Kyle looked up at him, scared all over again.

            “First you’re gonna show me what a real good cock sucker you are,” JT said, stroking his own meat. “If I like how your bitch mouth feels on my cock, I’ll let you jack off and I’ll give you a load in your mouth. If you don’t do it how I like it, I’ll put you on all fours and come up your ass again.”

            JT liked seeing the fear in Kyle’s eyes as he slipped his thick cock back into the boy’s mouth.

            “Yeah boy, that’s it,” JT said, sliding in and out of Kyle’s mouth. “Show me what a bitch you are. Suck my cock after I reamed your virgin hole.”

            JT twisted his powerful fist into Kyle’s hair, holding his face still while he thrust slowly in and out of Kyle's mouth.

            “I’m gonna teach you how to be my girl,” JT said. “You’re gonna take my cock up your ass, down your throat. You’re gonna bend over when I snap my fingers bitch.”

            Kyle took JT’s cock deep down his throat, loving the feel of his thick meat filling his throat with each deep thrust. He moaned softly while he sucked JT’s hard dick, desperate to jack off his own throbbing cock. The way JT called him a bitch and fucked his face real hard made Kyle desperate to come.

            “That virgin ass was so good and tight,” JT said, pumping harder into Kyle’s mouth. “I’m gonna fuck that bitch hole every chance I get, boy.”

            Kyle looked up at him with scared eyes, while JT fucked his face, filling his mouth with his dark chocolate dick.

            “How come you look scared boy?” JT said, in a low, cruel voice. “You better get used to my fat cock up your bitch ass.”

            JT settled into a hard rhythm, fucking Kyle’s face in short, fast thrusts, holding his hair tight, forcing the boy to take his cock deep.

            “Stroke your cock, boy,” JT said, looking down at Kyle. “But you better not come ‘til I say so, bitch.”

            Kyle grabbed his cock in his fist and started jacking off. He moaned softly as JT fucked hard into his mouth, grinding his hips into Kyle’s face.

            “You’re my girl now,” JT said, riding Kyle's mouth. “You only come with my hard cock in your mouth or up your ass. I better not catch you jacking off again, bitch.”

            JT fucked Kyle's face harder, driving his cock deep down the boy’s throat, gagging him on nearly every stroke. He felt the boy’s body tense, knew the bitch was about to come.

            “You better not, bitch,” JT said, fucking Kyle's face. “You don’t come ‘til I say so. Get your hand off your cock.”

            Even though he was seconds away from getting the release he desperately needed, Kyle let go of his throbbing cock, too scared of JT to disobey him.

            “Yeah boy,” JT said, thrusting hard into Kyle’s mouth. “I’m gonna hump your pretty face and watch you come while I shoot my load down your throat.”

            JT ground his hips into Kyle's face, moaning deep in his throat, his head rolled back, his eyes closed. He fucked Kyle’s face using long strokes, pulling nearly all the way out of his mouth until only his cock head was between Kyle’s lips. Then he pumped back into his mouth, going deep, feeling Kyle’s throat clench around his cock.

            “You got a hot fucking mouth, bitch,” JT said. He pulled his hard dick out of Kyle’s mouth and pressed his cock against the boy’s yielding lips.

            “Show me how much you want my cock,” JT said. “Open your mouth real wide for me.”

            Kyle opened his mouth and JT slid his cock between his waiting lips, enjoying the sight of Kyle on his knees, his dick hard, hungry for JT’s load down his throat.

            “That’s it boy. Open your mouth for my cock after I fucked you hard,” JT said. He grabbed Kyle’s hair and fucked his face in a sweet rhythm that made his cock throb with aching need.

            “Oh yeah boy,” JT said, between clenched teeth, “I’m about to shoot. Jack off you little cock sucker.”

            JT pulled Kyle's face down on his cock, fucking his face hard while he watched the boy jack off, sliding his fist up and down his cock, slick with pre-come, moaning around JT’s dick. It drove JT wild to see his dark cock stretching the boy’s pink lips, and hear him moaning while he sucked him off.

            “Oh yeah, bitch, suck it,” JT said, pumping Kyle's mouth hard. “Take my cock.”

            Kyle sucked on JT’s throbbing meat while he jacked off, moaning around the big dick in his mouth.

            “Oh fuck,” JT said, hissing his breath between clenched teeth. “Here I come, bitch.”

JT’s whole body tensed and he grunted and moaned. His tight balls spasmed. JT felt Kyle tremble against him.

“Swallow my load, bitch.”

As JT’s cock jetted hot come down Kyle’s throat, the boy moaned one last time and his cock exploded as he swallowed JT’s come.

With his mouth full of the bitter, salty taste of JT’s hot come, Kyle looked up at him, his lips framed in white.

“You’re mine boy,” JT said, wiping his come from Kyle's lips. He stuck his fingers into the boy’s mouth, making him suck them clean, then he pulled Kyle's face into his crotch and made him lick his cock and balls clean.

Later, they lay together on the bed, Kyle curled up beside JT.

“I’m putting my name on your ass,” JT said quietly.

Kyle’s heart knocked hard in his chest at the thought of a tattoo.

“What will it say?” Kyle said.

“ ‘JT’s Bitch.’”

Kyle knew he had no choice, so he lay in silence for a long time, thinking.

“Can I ask you something?” Kyle said after a while.

“What?” JT was lying on his back, his fingers laced behind his head, looking up into the flickering darkness.

“Did I make you mad? Is that why you fucked me so hard?”

Kyle lay in the darkness, curled into a ball, facing JT, but not touching him. JT took so long answering that Kyle was afraid he’d said something wrong.

 “I don’t like you asking me questions like that,” JT said. His voice was low and hard in the dark shadows.

 “Sorry, JT,” Kyle said, keeping his voice soft and low.

“You’re my girl now.” JT turned on his side, and reached for Kyle.

Kyle cringed, pressed himself closer to the wall behind him. “Don’t hit me, JT. I’m sorry.”

JT ran his rough hand over Kyle’s smooth, round ass. “If I feel like fucking you hard, you’ll take it hard. Any questions?”

Kyle shook his head, and lay in silence beside JT. The hard coldness in JT's voice gave Kyle a strange comfort he’d never felt before. In a deep part of him, he liked getting on his knees for a man like JT. He liked the way JT called him a bitch and forced him to suck his cock, then lick his cock and balls clean. No man had ever forced him the way JT did. It satisfied a deep hunger in Kyle that no lover had ever touched.

And Kyle knew that sooner or later, he’d want JT’s cock inside him again. Even though his ravaged ass throbbed with dull pain, Kyle already felt empty without JT inside him. Kyle knew it was only a matter of time before he craved feeling JT’s thick cock stretching his tight hole again.

 Kyle drew closer to JT and timidly pressed his hand to JT’s chest, trailing his fingers over his hard muscle. When Kyle took the box of pink candy from JT yesterday, he’d known it would lead to this.

“JT?”

JT rested his hand on Kyle’s ass, looking down at the boy.

“What?”

Kyle looked up into JT hard eyes and said, “Thanks for the candy.”

A hint of a smile touched JT’s dark eyes. Kyle knew that there would be no escaping the fate that waited for him in JT’s gleaming eyes. Now Kyle was a prisoner to JT’s harsh, unyielding demands. But tonight Kyle had discovered that he didn’t want to be free. He needed to belong to a man like JT. Kyle pressed closer to JT. When JT wrapped his strong arm around him, Kyle knew that he had ventured into undiscovered, virgin territory.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I hadn’t seen him before, this young Turkish guy behind the counter. He wore a short sleeved shirt open to reveal a smooth chest, his face was clean shaven. His dark skin was smooth and his hair was black, well trimmed and glistened with some kind of gel. I explained that my shower was not working and he explained that there was no one around to fix it. He was the owner’s son and had a room in the hotel, the owner was out, the reception was closed, but he would do what he could and I should follow him.

 

It’s not every day a fit, thirty-something Turkish guy offers to let you use his shower and I wasn’t going to say no. I followed him along the corridor admiring his tight butt in his tight jeans and felt my own jeans start to get tighter around my crotch area.

 

His room was on the ground floor, simple, uncluttered and cooler than mine. Beyond the bed was the door to the bathroom and he simply said ‘go ahead,’ as he waved his arm in that direction. I thanked him and went into the small bathroom. It was clean and there were plenty of towels, soaps and stuff for me to use; he was obviously a clean guy.

 

The shower was great. A hard jet of water at just the right temperature soon had my body relaxed. My feet ceased their throbbing and I even sobered slightly after my meal and Turkish beers. I didn't want it to end but knew I shouldn’t outstay my welcome. I turned off the water and pulled back the shower curtain.

 

He was sitting on a wide ledge in the bathroom, naked. He had his knees drawn up to his chest and his hands wrapped around them. Between his legs I could see five inches of soft, dark meat hanging free, his balls rested on a towel that he had put on the shelf and his uncut cock rested on it, dark and slightly wrinkled. He was looking at me, his mouth slightly open as if he was about to say something.

 

I just stood and stared back not knowing what to do. My own cock, not as fat as his but equally as long, stayed limp and my balls, warmed by the shower, hung low and relaxed. I knew that I would not stay soft for long and reached for a towel.

 

He shook his head, stretched out his legs and let one swing to the floor. His cock fell against one thigh as his ball sack splayed out on the white towel. I shrugged, ‘what?’ He smiled broadly showing crooked white teeth in his tanned face and gripped his cock with one hand. I stared and felt my pulse quicken. He started moving his hand slowly up and down his shaft, bunching his foreskin up over his cock-head before pulling it right down again to reveal his pink, swelling nob. He kept smiling at me.

 

I smiled back and made to step out of the shower. He stopped smiling and shook his head. I was to stay where I was. I did and moved my hand to my own cock. He shook his head again. I was to watch and not touch; neither him nor me. I let my hands hang by my side and feasted my eyes on his growing cock as he continued to wank himself slowly.

 

The cock grew longer, it stayed the same girth but the length increased as it filled. As he pulled it his balls lifted from the towel on the upstroke and then spread out again on the down, until his pole was fully erect and his balls contracted. They didn't hang so low but still showed themselves as the two perfect rounds that they were. They were almost hairless, his pubes were short and inky black, his nob was now purple as he continued to pleasure himself with the same, slow strokes.

 

My cock was solid now, sticking out into thin air, throbbing and crying out for someone to touch it. I wanted to. He could tell, he kept smiling and shook his head again. I was there to watch only.

 

And I watched. I watched as he tipped his head forward and let a little spit fall from his mouth and land directly on his exposed piss-slit. His hood bunched up and swallowed it. He pulled it back to show his cock-head wet and glistening. His balls tightened further as his slow, deliberate strokes continued. He looked at the eight inches of meat he had in his hand, watched himself as his fist moved gently up and down and then he looked back at me.

 

He bit his bottom lip and his smile narrowed, his eyes closed slightly and he let out a very quiet moan. He gasped, held his fist down into his pubes letting his cock-head stand inflamed and ready, untouched. He looked back down at it and swallowed hard.

 

I waited. He waited.

 

It was all in slow motion, his slit opened, his juice oozed out; one short spurt followed by a flow of creamy spunk that escaped and trickled down his shaft like slow moving lava from a volcano. One long line of Turkish cum slid from the big, swollen cock-head and down the length of smooth, dark meat in perfect symmetry until it started to dribble over his fingers. His fist had not moved, he just held his cock as it let its cum out gently, no sudden movements, no spasms, just flawlessly flowing young juice for me to look at and savour.

 

He looked back up at me as the last seep of cum left his cock and slid down to his fingers. He smiled again and his breathing slowed. He looked at my cock, rigid and painful, my balls contracted beneath it full and desperate to unload. I longed to wrap my fist around my shaft, to shove it into his smooth mouth and unload the bucket load of cum that was ready and waiting. I started to move my hand again but again he shook his head.

 

He stood up. His cock stuck out proud before him and a bead of cream dripped from it. He walked towards me, his eyes on my cock and I imagined his lips around the base...

 

He shook his head and left the bathroom, presenting me with his smooth skinned ass, as perfect as the rest of him.

 

When I reached the bedroom he was on all fours on the bed, he showed me his asshole, pink against the near black skin of his crack. He moved his knees apart, tucked his head down between his hands, raised his ass in the air and waited for me.

 

And then I knew that that was where he wanted my cock to go.

 

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