Chapter 6: Hygene
"Rise and shine cock breath. You did such a good job last night I'm gonna let you come this morning. But you gotta hurry, its almost time for line up and when that buzzer goes off, you take your hands off your cock, got it?"
I woke up with a furious woody, it was painfully pressing into the mattress. I didn't need to be told twice I could come, I threw off the blanket while rolling over, my cock popped free of my boxers and I started jerking.
"hold on there champ, get down there. You got to work your way up to that. Get on my bunk and lay on your stomach."
He laughed and smiled as I did so with great speed and enthusiasm. I noticed he was naked and in my haste I didn't realize that it might not be such a great thing to be allowed to cum.
Dread swept over me as he climbed on top of me straddling my chest, facing my feet. I was staring right into his great big hairy stinky asshole.
"Now the quicker you get used to this the better. I want that tongue to do a little dance. You know, the one you picked up from Clit, your tongues swirling in circles around each other. The one you used on the head of my cock, digging in the foreskin getting it all clean and moist. Yeah, get busy, I assume I don't have to tell you no more."
A minute passed, I did nothing. The smell of his ass really got to me. It was mostly sweaty with a light shit smell, well, more of a fart smell.
"Hurry up shit for brains, the buzzer is gonna go off and you won't get to come."
I hadn't come in over a week. All this action with this latino god had made me so fucking horny I couldn't stand it. I also couldn't voluntarily stick my face in another mans ass. Or could I? My cock had lost most of its hardness, however I was still in that animal crazed lust zone. I really needed to cum.
I leaned up and noticed the stench was really unbelievable this close. I closed my eyes tight, as if that would help. I stuck my tongue out. It seemed like forever before there was contact. Then I moved it around ever so slightly, my nose fully in his ass, I tried not to breathe.
"Come on kid quit playing around."
He sat down, pushing my head into the mattress, pushing his anus into my lips. My tongue still barely touching the outside the outside of his hole. He grabbed my hand and put it on my cock. I knew what to do. I started jerking it furiously. In no time I was hard and about ready to come. My brain registered something funny, the taste was a little sweet and not at all like shit. I couldn't comprehend it, yet I wasn't complaining either. As hard as I tried I couldn't block out the fact that my face was pushed in a sweaty stinky ass, ass hairs rubbing my eyelids, yet I was still able to cum. Just as I started to shoot, the buzzer went off. He grabbed my hand off my cock. Even though the pleasure of the orgasm stopped before it really go started, I still ejaculated... over and over and over, the biggest spooging of my life. As I did so I also took in the biggest breathes I had ever taken, punctuated by mild moans. I could tell he like the vibrations of my moaning cuz he started grinding his ass in my face, cutting off my supply of air, making me struggle harder to breathe and so even bigger moans. I shot at least nine solid gets of cum before my cock laid there, jerking around still dripping. Then every muscle in my body relaxed and I wanted to faint. My brain started getting angry though, I felt cheated. Even though I shot a huge load, I didn't really get to enjoy it. It felt no greater than an intense piss.
"Come on fucker, clean me up"
Romeo standing next to the bed, cum dripping all over his chest and stomach, globs of it in his pubes and on his cock. I really did shoot everywhere.
I went to go grab a hand towel (my hand towel) to wipe him up and he slapped me. Great, I'm going to go to the cafeteria with a big hand print on my face.
"With your tongue, stupid shit."
And so I licked it all up. He wouldn't let me stop to pull the pubic hairs from my mouth and he even made me keep them in there till we got to breakfast. I hate to admit it, but I enjoyed his skin and the tone of his body.
We sat down with Rico and Clit again. Rico and Romeo greeted each other like war heroes. I sat there with my head hung low, still smelling the ass on my face, desperately wanting to spit out the pubic hairs which were driving me crazy.
"What's a matter girls, don't you know how to be polite?" Said Rico.
"Good morning Rico, Good morning Clit." I said still looking at my oatmeal.
"That's fine for me, but Clit, why don't you show him how you little girlfriends greet each other."
Clit leaned over and went for a kiss. He stopped short of my lips taking a sniff, pulling back he gave Romeo a look of shock and disgust. I felt my jaw start to quiver. I couldn't be anymore humiliated, sitting there with a red hand print on my face, smelling of ass. And now Clit knew exactly what happened, where my face must have been.
If Clit and I had met on the street (in the real world I mean) I would have looked up to him. He was really good looking with a natural charisma to him. He had long wavy hair, it made him look like and Spanish conquistador. He must have been my age or a little younger, but his confidence put him leagues above and beyond me.
"Damn papi, that is rank."
He yelped as Rico popped his head again. "I swear if he didn't have such a good throat I'd throw him to the wolves" As Rico said this I could hear affection in his voice. He massaged the back of Clits neck and pushed him into my face.
We kissed, but not like before, my shame wouldn't let me get into it.
Clit pulled back, made a startled face and reached up and pulled a pubic hair from his tongue. He looked at me. I could tell he thought I was trash. I bet he thought the hair came from Romeos ass. I know he wanted to say `gross.' He looked at Romeo, his expression saying "Are you serious?" Back at me, back at Romeo, then towards Rico, finally looking down at his plate, eyes rolling around in a disgusted scoff.
The silence was thick until Romeo and Rico exploded with laughter. Leaning on each others shoulders for support as they retold the story with all of its wonderful expressions. Such great comedy, discovering my smelly stinky ass face.
Then Clit finally gave in and started laughing with them.
Tears crawled out from the corner of my eyes, adding even more to my humiliation. On top of it all I'm a weak pussy who can't handle himself in the company of men. Or should I say `in the ridicule of men.'
Their story finally ended, everyone tried to go back to eating but spontaneously one person would explode with laughter and the rest would join in. They would finally settle down with someone saying "Alright, Alright, its over now, lets finish this chow." Two bites later, another uproar of laughter.
When I thought it was finally over and was just about to eat Romeo added the last nail in the coffin. Toying with his oatmeal he said "sorry Clit, my boy here was just saving a little something to spice up this shit they give us."
More uproars of laughter^Å they were clutching their stomachs, nearly in tears. Rico could barely breath.
"You said `this SHIT they give us'."
More laughter.
Then from Clit "Yeah like the SHIT you gave him."
Romeo and Rico both paused and gave Clit a dangerous look. Then of course, exploded in laughter.
I cried throughout that entire meal.
I cried on the walk back to our cell.
"Alright homey, snap out of it. No more sulking. Today we are gonna talk about proper hygiene. You already know to keep your ass washed and clean. But you gotta get inside too. See this water bottle here. You fill this up with water, hold it to your ass and push it all in. you do this a couple times until the water comes out clean. Nobody around here wants to see or smell your shit on their dicks. And trust me, you don't want to taste it either. We got kind of a custom around here, after you get fucked you gotta clean the cock off with your mouth, it's a form of respect. It is also good encouragement for you to keep yourself good and clean. Also, none of my homies wants to see or feel the wirey hair you got around your ass, so you're gonna have to get rid of it. All of it, from your ass to your pubes. I'm gonna go work out now, and I want you to work on your hygene. You understand?"
"where do I get a razor?" I can't believe this fucker is gonna make me shave my pubes.
"You don't get a razor, you think anyone wants to get rubbed raw by your stubble. Use your fingers, pluck `em out one by one. I'll give you two days to make it happen."
He left the cell, my jaw gaping open; incredulous.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"