Leo, above all, had one feature that placed him above most other men. He had the biggest cock I had ever personally seen on a man. It was very long and ultra-thick. From time to time, I managed to convince him to take the dominant role and had quite a few damaged pillows with chunks bitten out of them, as a result. It literally felt like a gum pole was being shoved up your backside when he fucked you.
Regrettably, Leo had a friend named Cooper whom I really did not care for, and unfortunately, had to tolerate from time to time. Cooper was effeminate and mouse-like. I knew that he had a huge crush on Leo, but the feelings were definitely not reciprocal. Sex with Leo, however, was well worth the aggravation.
Unbeknownst to me, the two of them had fallout months later, and snivelling Cooper informed Leo’s religious family about his relationship with me. That is when all hell broke loose, and the ‘unpleasant’ experience that the title of this story alludes to, came to pass.
At work one Friday afternoon, two policemen entered the furniture store that I managed at three-thirty. I was summarily arrested for having sex with a minor. Fortunately, the owner of the business was visiting the store at the time, so I was able to hand over the keys of the business to him. Unfortunately, late in the day as it was, there was no way that bail could be arranged before Monday, and I would be locked up in a police cell for the entire weekend. The store owner promised he would meet at the court on Monday, to sort out the bail.
After being processed at the police station, I shortly found myself in a cell with two other inmates. As I entered the cell two beds were arranged lengthways, to my left, upon which my fellow inmates were seated. I sat on the vacant bed to the right, beyond which a toilet and basin were located at the foot of the bed.
Aaron, the older of the two cellmates, looked like a real no-nonsense individual. He was thirty-eight years old, and a repeat offender. He wasn’t huge but tough looking and unattractive. He had been detained on a house-breaking charge, and felt sure that he would be put away for five-nine years, after his court case.
Blake, the other inmate, was a slim youngster of twenty, and rather attractive. He had been caught attempting to steal a vehicle, and was told by Aaron, the expert in these matters, that he would be put away for three-six months as a result. There was a strange dynamic between my two cellmates. They had been locked up three hours earlier, and it was almost as if a sexual tension hung over them. Angst as I was, however, I did not pay much heed to my instinct. I was too nervous, given my dilemma, to read too much into their body language, but the cell almost felt swamped with lust.
I did not discuss my charge with them, and upset as I was, lay on the bed with my hands covering my face. Respectfully, they left me to myself and continued chatting among themselves. After dinner, if you could call it that, they continued with their conversation till lights-out at nine p.m.
There was a powerful outside light situated near our cell window, so even after lights-out, the room very well illuminated. Lying on my side facing away from them, I worried my arse-off about my Monday court appearance. Sleep did not befriend me, and the outside light was also not helping in this regard. After an hour, one of the guards made what I would learn later was his final inspection for the night. About to drift off to sleep I heard a commotion behind me.
Turning my head, I saw Blake face down with two cushions under his stomach, and Aaron thrusting into his backside. Aaron was on his knees behind Blake, having secured both Blake’s wrists in his left hand. Aaron’s hand then hammered his hand on the small of Blake’s back a few times, as Blake grunted with pleasure. Aaron had a manic look of his face, like a predator about to feed on its quarry. His tongue was fully extended and hung on his chin in a salacious fashion. This lustful look would become his signature during the following two days.
Subjugated, Blake whimpered as his ‘tormentor’ relentlessly stabbed into him. As if in a trance, I arose and pushing my underpants down, walked over to them with my dick fully erect. I could palpably taste Aaron’s masculinity, as he pumped into his conquered victim. Almost instinctively, I mounted Blake’s torso facing Aaron and secured Blake’s hands under my thighs. As he mercilessly speared into Blake, we gripped one another’s heads, locking our lips together. Smearing each other’s faces with spit, we dribbled onto our prey’s back.
Changing positions a while later, I entered Blake from behind. Aaron then told Blake that he was going to face-fuck him. Slapping Blake’s face, Aaron threatened to tear his head off if he felt teeth. As our captive gagged on Aaron’s dick, his face kept being slapped by Aaron, who kept telling him to relax his throat muscles. Thrust, slap, thrust, slap, thrust, slap. Finally, with his cock entirely down Blake’s throat, I picked up on the action, slapping Blake’s butt and telling him to clench his cheeks as I speared into him.
The boy was a natural, and shortly my dick was getting the proper attention it deserved. Again Aaron and I locked lips, as our kissing frenzy continued. After a while, Aaron asked if I wanted him to fuck me, “Fuck yeah,” I answered.
Moving to the back of me, his anal assault was soon underway. I pulled our fuck-bunnies torso up, and with my arms infolding Blake, got to work on his neck, shoulders, and ears. Sliding my hands down finally, I was pleased to feel a stiff dick protruding from him. The little fuck was finally getting into the swing of things. I began tugging and slapping his balls, as the three of us groaned and swayed.
With Aaron’s arms extended under my arms and around both our bodies, Aaron began tweaking Blake’s nipples. As our daisy chain vacillated lustfully, contented sighs emanated from all three of us. Aaron supplied all the momentum needed.
This weekend had just turned into the most heavenly dilemma of my life. In these dire circumstances, I was experiencing more ecstasy than I ever known possible. Coordinating our ejaculations, we huffed and puffed as our loads exploded simultaneously. Dripping sweat, and with the cell smelling like a musty gym, we finally made our way back to our beds.
For a long while, I lay on my bed thinking about the scene I had just experienced. Distraught as I was, I felt elated and overawed by what had just happened. Drifting off, I happily thought about the next two days of my incarceration. This was definitely going to be one of the most interesting weekends of my life.
I woke up in the early hours of the morning needing to piss.
Whispering in his ear I asked if he wanted me to wake Aaron up as well. Whimpering a mock sigh of defeat, he allowed my knees to push his legs apart. He gasped as I sheathed my dick in his tight manhole. I had never had sex in this fashion before, and the excitement of it was turning me into an animal. Sex had always been very ‘consensual’ prior to my incarceration, and this dominance over another ‘willing’ person, was exhilarating me beyond belief.
Aaron and I had coerced this youngster into sex, and the thrill of it was intoxicating. I began fucking the shit out of Blake, and as my tempo increased Blake’s gasps escalated. About to unload I became aware of Aaron’s presence next to us. Dismounting from Blake, Aaron replaced me in a flash.
Blake got a much harsher butt-fucking from Aaron, and with Aaron’s hands grasping the boy’s hair, Aaron drove into Blake like a lunatic. As Blake yelped lustfully, Aaron began slapping his quarry’s face repeatedly. Lifting off his prey, Aaron turned Blake onto his back and re-entered him with Blake’s legs high and wide. Aaron’s thrusting became more exaggerated as he began stabbing his entire cock all the way in, and out, of his quarry. I placed my hand over Blake’s mouth to subdue his moans, as he was mercilessly screwed by Aaron.
Aaron again had his tongue fully extended, hanging on his chin. About to cum, Aaron pushed the boy’s legs down and scooted up his body to shoot into Blake’s mouth. “If you waste one drop of my seed out, I will fuck you up.” Aaron commanded.
With a look of resignation on his face, it was clear that Blake had understood Aaron’s directive. Spewing his lava into the Blake’s mouth, the youngster fully complied with the instruction he had been given. I am not sure that he was crazy about the taste, but he swallowed for all he was worth. Blake’s ordeal was not over yet, and he was made to lick Aaron’s dick and balls clean.
Getting off the bed, Aaron grabbed Blake by the arm and led him off to the toilet. I was invited along and told to hold Blake’s hands behind his back, as he was pushed to his knees. Aaron rammed Blake’s head in the toilet bowl with his left hand, before unleashing a torrent of piss all over the boys head. Again the extended tongue and horny look adorned Aaron’s face.
“How do you like your piss shampoo boy?” Aaron asked as he massaged his piss into Blake’s scalp.
Done, the boy’s head was totally sodden with piss. Horny as hell, I again pulled Blake up, and sitting on the toilet, pulled his body onto my lap facing me. With his arms around my shoulders, I pulled Blake’s hips down onto my impatient dick impaling him and encouraging him to start milking my knob with his butt.
His mouth initially darted to and fro avoiding my searching lips, before he finally relented and allowed me access. After exploring each other’s oral cavities, he moved his body backward and began tugging his cock. A minute later, he sprayed my torso moments before I shot my cream into his butt. We cleaned ourselves afterwards and returned to our beds.
After breakfast, if you can call it that, we were individually taken to the shower room across from the cell. I went first, followed by Aaron. We were only allowed a few minutes each, with our fat officer stressing that point very succinctly. When Blake’s turn arrived, Fatty accompanied Blake into the shower room. Ten minutes later when they exited, the officer had a satisfied grin on his face. Blake had apparently paid for our shower privileges, by supplying Fatty with a complimentary blow-job. The rest of the day was rather boring, and dragged by.
After lights-out a lanky officer arrived at our cell summoning Blake, before taking him to the shower room. Emerging a while later, Lanky locked Blake in the shower room. A squat officer then appeared and entered the shower. This scenario lasted quite a while, before both men finally exited the shower and Blake was returned to our lockup. Both Aaron and I were horny and ready for the next assault on our fuck-bunny.
After removing Blake’s clothing the spit-roasting began. With Aaron seated and having his dick orally serviced, I moved behind Blake and entered his sloppy hole. With my cock sloshing around in two loads of cum, I decided to clean-up the boy. Kneeling behind him, I felched the policemen’s cum out of his puffy arse-hole. Once done, I again re-entered his butt-hole and fucked him steadily. It was clear that all the ‘fight’ had left Blake, and that he had been tamed thoroughly. Actually, Blake loved our onslaught.
Aaron and I changed positions, and with his signature tongue lustfully hanging out of his mouth, Aaron went into full attack on the boy’s backside. Retracting his tongue he mouthed, “Let’s double fuck him.” After winking back at him we moved to the toilet where I sat down with Blake on my lap facing me. Aaron placed Blake’s arsehole on my knob, before pushing his body down onto my dick. I locked my arms around Blake’s torso while Aaron moved closer and crouched. When he began prodding his cock at the occupied hole, Blake started yelping. Aaron’s left hand immediately took care of his protests, covering Blake’s mouth to avoid any visits from our captors.
Ignoring the boy’s grunts Aaron pushed into Blake’s manhole. Once all the way in he commenced hammering his pole into the distended butt-hole. The entire scene was blowing my mind, and with Aaron’s cock massaging my dick, I soon approached the point of no return. I shot the most blissful load of my life, listening to Aaron’s excited grunts as he too approached climax.
Afterwards, I instructed Blake to lean over the toilet so I could suck all our seed out of his backside. He began frantically masturbating as I did so, then turned, and with a sigh of satisfaction discharged into my mouth. We were soon all asleep and awoke as breakfast was provided the following morning. The shower ritual was repeated, and Fatty again got his bulge serviced.
I endured another boring day with my mind preoccupied, concerned about the following day.
That night Lanky and Squat kept Blake very busy in the shower room, with multiple visits. Aaron and I were keen on another session with him, but eventually gave up hope and fell asleep. Goodness knows what time he was finally returned to our cell. Fortunately, I did get a farewell fuck with Blake before breakfast the following day.
At eight-thirty a.m., we were taken to the court to await the day’s proceedings. My case was up first, and postponed for trial one week hence. I was released on bail, paid for by my boss as promised. After my ordeal I got the day off from work, promising to report for duty bright and early the following morning.
Two days later, to my great relief, the detective assigned to my case phoned to say that all the charges against me had been dropped due to conflicting statements from Leo and Cooper. The ordeal that I had been through had been very taxing… but extremely exciting.