Prison Bitch

Gay Sex Story

My friend Sean and I were feeling a bit buzzed as we made our way home from the Turf Bar.  We had both drank a little more than what we should have, and I was having a hard time focusing on the road.

 I decided to take Sean home first, I looked over at him, he was leaning back in the seat and his eyes were only open a small slit.  We were almost to Sean's house when I had to make a slight swerve because I underestimated a curve in the road.

Just moments after my tires squealed, I heard that all too familiar sound of a police siren behind us. "Oh fuck me," I shouted, scaring Sean back to alertness. 

 Fear consumed me to the point of illness and as the policeman approached my car I rolled down my window and puked barely missing him.

So to make a long story short, I failed the breath test, and I had to spend a mandatory night in the county jail.  I knew I would be released in the morning, but I dreaded the thought of spending the night there. 

The very idea of everyone I knew reading my name in the newspaper under the arrest column both embarrassed, and sickened me.

A chubby older cop took my mug shot, and finger printed me.  Then they made me take off all of my clothes, and shower.  I was still wet and shaking, when they doused me with a powdery form of lice killer, the whole process was so humiliating.

They treated me like a common criminal, and I in retrospect I guess I was.   I was granted a numbered uniform, and was escorted to a holding cell.  

There was a nasty looking toilet in the corner of the room, and two sets of bunk beds with stained mattresses. 

Two inmates were already occupying the small cell, and they both politely introduced themselves to me, as Bear and Jerry.  They actually seemed pretty normal at first.  In fact, I couldn't help to wonder what they had done to end up in such a bad place.

Jerry was about 6 ft. tall with dark brown hair, and blue eyes.  He had a neatly trimmed mustache, and a tattoo that snaked up his arm and wrapped around his rippling bicep.

 Bear was a little taller with brown eyes, and sandy blond hair.  He was very talkative and was constantly nervously fidgeting with his hands.

I was tired and my alcoholic buzz was starting to wear off.  No matter how disgusting the bunks were, they were starting to look good to me.  I chose any empty one for myself and flopped done for a little rest.

The next thing I remember I was being rudely awoken by Bear and Jerry.  I was lying on my stomach and Jerry was sitting on top of me, applying the full weight of his body on my back, and shoulders.  He reached his arm around my neck and stuffed a handkerchief in my mouth.  If I hadn't puked earlier, I surely would of then from the fowl taste of the dirty material.  The weight of his body paralyzed me, and struggling seemed pointless.

 Bear was standing at the end of the bunk facing me.  He knelt down, and with his face just inches from mine, held a finger over his lips signaling me to keep quiet.  "Struggling will only make it worse," he announced, obviously in control of the situation.

 Bear tied my hands together with a shoestring and secured them to the metal frame above my head. 

I thrashed around and tried to yell, but all that came out was a quiet hum.   I could feel Jerry's hot breath on my neck as he leaned forward and pulled on my hair.

Together Jerry and Bear yanked my prison uniform down over my feet, and I laid naked, my ass exposed to fulfill their forbidden pleasures.  Bear spread my ass cheeks apart with his hands while Jerry began forcing a finger into my virgin asshole. 

Instinctively, my muscles stiffened tightening my ass from it's impending  attack.  I was beginning to panic, but I quickly realized that my protective tensing would only magnify the pain. 

Jerry put his finger in his mouth and coated it with saliva, before he forced back inside of me.  "There, there," Bear said as he tried to offer me a little comfort. 

"I'm telling you, just relax or it will be way worse for you," he said. 

I let out a long deep breath and loosened myself slightly, and almost instantly Jerry penetrated me deeper.  He probed deeper and deeper inside of me, paving the way for something bigger than a finger.

Bear moved around to the side of the bed and dropped his pants.  As I looked him over, I took little comfort in the fact that his cock was rather small, and quite thin. 

 Bear wrapped his hairy fist around the shaft of cock and began jacking off, while he watched Jerry finger me.  Then Jerry surprised me, I felt his weight shift on top of me as he leaned over, and casually licked the tip of Bear's cock. 

Jerry withdrew his finger from my ass and licked it, reapplying more saliva.  I watched wide-eyed as Bear moaned while Jerry began sucking his cock.  Jerry's tongue slid down Bear's short shaft all the way to his balls. 

He snaked his tongue around Bear's hairy nuts while Bear continued to jack off.  Jerry's tongue darted quickly over Bear's nuts licking them and sucking them into his mouth.  

For several minutes, Jerry finger fucked my asshole while he blew his fellow inmate. 

 Suddenly, Jerry withdrew his finger and stood up.  He positioned himself in front of me wagging his cock in my face.  "You can go first this time," Jerry told Bear.

Bear climbed onto the bed and slid his knees between mine.  I felt his skinny hard cock on my ass, searching for my asshole.  I'm not sure why but I slightly arched my back and raised my ass up to grant him access.  His cock was dripping wet from Jerry's mouth, and it slid into my asshole easier than I thought it would. 

His hard skinny cock felt like a dagger stabbing at my insides and my forehead was sweating as he slowly worked it in.  In and out he worked his cock burring it deeper inside of me with each thrust. 

My inhibitions, and gay hang ups slowly seemed to fade away as I began to enjoy being analy penetrated by this hairy stranger.  I cautiously raised my ass up a little farther so he could go even deeper.  He heaved his cock farther into my ass and his heavy breathing became more rapid. 

 I could feel the head of his cock withdrawing, and sliding back inside of my asshole with every painful thrust of Bear's hips.  It wasn't long before he moaned and his hot white cream filled my ass. My ass felt warm and raw as Bear withdrew his sticky cock from my asshole.  Then he gave my but cheek a hard slap and said, "That's how we do it."

Jerry had been waiting, and watching Bear fuck me while he jacked off.  Jerry took Bear's place on the bed behind me.  He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled my ass tight up against him.  Then inch by inch he began forcing his long cock into my cream filled asshole. 

I became so aroused my dick got hard.  Jerry reached one of his arms around my waist and squeezed my boner in his palm.  He squeezed it tightly and I began rocking my hips like a dog in heat trying to fuck his sweaty palm. 

My ass made squishing noises as Jerry's cock penetrated me, and Bear's cum slowly seeped out, around it with each thrust.  I could feel Jerry's balls bouncing off mine as his lunges began to quicken.

Jerry spread my cheeks farther apart with his hands.  His eyes seemed to be fixed on the view of his cock entering me.  He fucked me with slow but firm concentrate thrusts. 

I had never felt so aroused, and so dirty at the same time.  He felt so tight in side of me, and I was becoming increasingly sore with each powerful thrust. 

Then he slid his cock in so deep I could feel his balls knocking up against my asshole.  Jerry was breathing heavily as his anxious thrusts quickened. 

Finally, he grunted and slammed into me dumping another hot load of hot cream into my ass.  He gave me a few more pumps and then withdrew with his cock already loosing it's firmness.  A mixture of cum leaked out and ran down over my nut sacks.

"You want it don't you?" he taunted, as he wagged his sticky cock in my face. 

I took his cock in my mouth and sucked all the sticky juices off of it.

They left me lay there for a while with cum dripping down my balls onto the bed. 

 Finally, they untied me and let me go. 

The next morning I was released from jail, and my wife brought me home.  I never told anyone about this before.

 My ass was sore for several days, but the memory of my evening in the slammer, will last a life time.