INTRODUCTION
Brick-N-Steel is a beginning of a series of short stories. Part #1 was originally published in 1981 and dealt with a violent gang rape and is unsuitable for publication. Therefore part#2 will be the first.
This series deals with a difficult time in my life, one spent in jail and prison. My goal in this is to provide reading enjoyment on the erotic side of life, from within the walls of prison. A place full of hate and violence, yet a place I can look back on and find love, passion and true friendships. Within this series I will attempt to explain the intensity of emotions and at times just pure raw sexual release. One thing you will discover about me throughout this, is that though these people may be violent, unsuitable for society and basically known as "the dregs of society" you will read of their tender moments and passionate love for another.
DISCLAIMER: This story deals with sexually explicit material. If you are under the age of 18 or this type of story violates any laws in your local state laws please don't read it.
I hope you enjoy this story and if you have any comments or constructive critisism, please contact me at wyatt7@gte.net. I will respond.
"BRICK-N-STEEL" Part #2 As the door slammed shut behind me I found myself in a dark, dingy hallway. At the very end was a TV with several guys watching some faded movie. I'm in jail I said to myself, oh shit what am I doing here! "down the end" rang out a voice from one of the guys. I slowly shuffled my way down the hall passing dark holes of the cells on either side, until I finally heard someone say in there boy. I stopped and felt I was taking a jump off a cliff as I entered the dark hole. There were 2 metal beds in there, both empty.
I tossed my plastic mattress and thin pillow and stinking blanket down on one of the beds and sat there for a moment. Redrawing the nights events, the fight, the gun blast, the cops, the questions, the total disparity of it all. As I lay down I thought to myself its hopeless, I might as well be dead. I laid there listening to the movie and my own tears hit the plastic mattress. As I drifted off into a semi-sleep.
Loud noises began to enter my fog of semi-conciousness "Slop Time" cried out some one. I woke up a peeked out of my cell to see everyone heading towards a slot in the gate where trays of food were being pushed through. Food was not high on my priority list, and one guy must have seen the green tint to my face, give me your tray he said, get it I replied. The day was spent sleeping mostly I saw and heard hushed whispers of "that's the guy on TV" and yea that him. But I faked sleep and wasn't about to answer any questions.
True to human nature that night I began to get restless and wandered out to the glow of the TV where a single guy sat. I managed a small smile and sat down on the bench across from him. "Figured you would be out of that hole sooner or later" he said. I tried to laugh and it sounded more like a squeak, yea well..... and I let it stop there. He offered a cigarette which I took and he recounted my story from the news item by item. He said "So, did you do all that?" I just looked at him and said nothing. "OK", he said I understand. I started watching TV as did he. Conversation is complete.
From the corner of my eye I began looking at my newfound friend, a big guy, probably 6'2" goes around 190# and from the looks of it not an ounce of fat. He sat there in his boxers, one leg up highlighting the bulge of his cock and balls. I couldn't help but wonder what it was like at full staff, but knew my being an 18 year old white boy (who looked 16) I had better just keep my thoughts to myself. I saw him looking at me and I jumped up with a big yawn and said I was going to call it a night, thanks for the smoke I said. I'm JD he said, hey I'm Tim I replied, acting like we had just met at a business meeting, shaking hands and all.
The next morning JD came to my cell with my tray of slop, I don't want it I said, hey Tim he said you gotta eat, it ain't the best but it'll keep you alive. He sat there in the cell with me while I ate and once I started eating I realized I was very hungry. JD and I hung out pretty heavy the next couple days, eating meals together in my cell, playing cards and watching those old movies late at night while sleeping all day. JD would stand guard at the shower door while I showered "To keep you safe" he said, and I must say I felt much safer with him "guarding" me. There was no shower curtain on the shower and I saw him looking my smooth hairless body over more then once. When he showered I always made it a point to walk up that way pacing the cell, just so I could get a look at him. That sleek brown body glistening with water, the muscles standing out and his infectious smile.
Finally he came to me and asked if he could move in my cell, "it just makes sense", he said, "we hang out the same times and all" I don't care I said. Inside I was happy as I knew now that we were friends and I would feel much safer with him in my cell. He moved his gear in the cell, put up the towels across the ends of the cell tom make it even darker and a blanket across the door. "This is home" he said with a smile.
That night after the movie and everyone was asleep, JD and I sat there talking. He asked if I smoked weed, of course I said, and he lit up a small joint. We smoked that and I guess it was a combination of the stress I had been under and potent weed, but I was high as a kite in no time. We sat there joking and laughing like 2 kids at summer camp. As he sat there talking I noticed his crotch was beginning to grow, I couldn't help but stare (without being too obvious) his hand would occasionally come down and gently stroke the growing shaft of manhood crawling down his leg. My mouth was dry and I couldn't help but lick my lips as I saw this, trying to act like I wasn't watching, yet I know he was watching me watch him.
He dropped one leg and laid down on his bed, his cock still only half hard running down his leg I was going crazy inside about the sight before me. He pulled out another joint and lit it up. Here he said shot-gun. I instinctively went over to inhale the smoke. I kneeled beside his bed and began to inhale, his lips touched mine and fire went through my whole body. I began to wobble and he grabbed me and pulled my up on his bed. "you OK?" he said in a whisper, yea, I replied, that was something else! I sat there on his bed as we finished the joint. Once the joint was gone I moved back over to my own bunk and crawled under the covers.
He began talking about sex and how his girl used to suck his cock and how he would fuck her, all the while his hands were at his crotch, from the corner of my eye I saw he had reached full staff and it was all of 9", probably the largest cock I had ever seen. As we talked he kept fondling himself, then we just stopped talking. I just sat there watching him. My own hands were stroking my cock and rubbing my ass, gently fingering my puckered hole. He got up "to check things out" he said. While he was gone from the cell I pulled my jumpsuit off and lay there under my covers in my bikini briefs.
When he came back and laid down on his bed and got under the covers. I was disappointed at this cause I knew I would never see his huge cock. He lay there on his side facing me and we talked about this and that, with long pauses in-between. I could see his arm stroking his cock and rubbing his muscular chest under the covers, while I lay there stroking my own cock and my other hand was behind me fingering my asshole. He asked me if I would roll him a cigarette "sure I said.
I sat up in bed very carefully trying to keep the most of myself covered, yet at the same time wanting him to see more of me. I folded my legs Indian style knowing full well that my left thigh and ass cheek was completely visible to him. My skin felt on fire as I saw his eyes appraise my smooth soft thigh. "See you finally decided to get out the state linen eh?" he whispered. I smiled my sexiest smile and said "yea, those things are so hot" (stressing the word "hot" making it longer then it was).
I finished rolling his smoke and passed it over to him, he sat up on his bed and the sheet fell from his chest sliding down revealing the head of his cock sheathed in white boxers. He was in full erection, the head pressing against the fabric so tight even in the dim light I could see the slit on the top and the fact he was cut. In the faded light I saw the precum had wet the top of his boxers, making it almost translucent. I could see the dark shadow of his huge hot cock, almost see the throbbing pulse of his excitement. "gotta light?" he asked, "yea, I replied in a husky voice. Shakily I passed my matches over, letting my coves fall further off my body showing more thigh and bikini clad ass cheek. I felt the fire of his look as my exposed body went under his watchful eyes. As I passed the matches his fingers lingered on mine, very slowly pulling away, yet like a magnet wanting to hold on.
"I'm so high" I said in a whisper, "yea, me too" he replied. I did nothing to cover the now exposed trunk of my body, yet kept the covers partially shielding my now raging hard on. As I sat there watching him smoke his cigarette, I snaked my left arm behind me and sat on my fingers, feeling the bare asshole against my digits made me squirm. My right hand slid over and gave my throbbing cock a squeeze. In the glow if the cigarette, I could see his hand slowly trail the length of his shaft under the covers. He put the smoke out and said "well, I'm ready for some dream time" and stood up out of bed with his blanket in front of him. As he stood there putting the blanket on the door, he arched his back to reach up high to the hooks, his manhood stood just a foot or so from my face. I had to catch my breath to keep from gasping as it was huge, long and fat, yet you could see he was rock hard, it stood up past his belly button, still stretched and pulling at his boxers. His ass was gripped tightly in the white boxers, and you could almost see his muscles ripple beneath the cotton.
As he sat down on the edge of his bed, he made no show of hiding his rigid cock, only grabbed it tight in his hand and gave it a squeeze. I sat there in amazement, knowing I was looking and he knew I was looking. I was beyond the point of caring, I knew I wanted him, and I could only hope he wanted me. He laid back on his bed on top of the covers and just stared at me. I being the bashful one had covered up my midriff, but only slightly, just enough to tease. My hand went back over the cheeks of my ass to the now sweaty hot crack, my finger worked its way in under the elastic of the bikini's and pushed the material into a g-string look as I let my finger slip into me. He just lay there staring at me, grabbing his cock every couple minutes. We were in a cat and mouse game, he picked up my matches and made to toss them to me, I reached up to grab them and he threw the a second later. The landed under my bed. I reached down to get them, but they had gone further under then I though. As I slid my body belly down on my bed to reach under, my sheet came off my supple ass cheeks revealing firm soft white ass with a string bikini look. I was almost doubled over the bed reaching my matches and began giggling. Whatz so funny he whispered, I'm stuck, I replied!
The only way out of this was to come completely out of bed, I rolled my body from the bed and he grabbed my ankles to keep from hitting his bed. I lay there on the floor giggling, he just sat there smiling at me and staring at the crack of my bared ass. You are too much he whispered, no I think you are I said looking directly into his eyes. His hands were sliding ever so slowly down my legs, gentle tingles of electricity rode into both my cock and ass at the same moment. He slid out of bed and I saw for the first time his cock in all its glory, as he had taken off his boxers somewhere during the past few seconds. Those deep brown eyes held me rapture. Our faces came closer, He pushed my legs up and over my head as he came down on me, Our lips locked in a passionate kiss and then I felt his hot hard cock slide against my bared ass cheeks. Like fire it felt against my skin, he ground it into me, then ripped my bikini's off me in a single swipe of his hand. "do you want it?" he asked in my ear, "yes! give it to me" I begged.
He slipped back a fraction and let his huge cock head rest at the opening of my fiery hole of passion. His precum let the cock head slide in ever so gently. It felt like I was being reamed by a telephone pole, but in spite of the pain I was pushing against him to get more in me. He slid it in an inch at a time, further and further he let his fat cock stretch my tight little asshole, then he began fucking me in short strokes. I was sighing in bliss as I felt my ass get packed by this man made of cock. Finally after a couple minutes he slammed the last couple inches into my ass. I've never felt it that far nor that good. He remained still for a second or two allowing me to get used to his size, and I was the first one to begin grinding against him, wanting movement and more of his manhood in me.
He began fucking me easy at first then harder and harder as the stokes went by, I tightened and loosened my muscles on each stroke. Finally I could hear his breath get raspy and knew he was about to cum in me. "yes, yes, yes" I begged him, "fuck my hot little ass with that big fat cock" I whispered in his ear, I began talking dirty to him, talking about how big his cock was and how tight my ass was. His began to groan and I felt his cock swell even bigger (if that's possible) in my now loose ass hole. One final lunge and he slammed into me. I felt the first stream of cum blast its way into me, feeling like molten lava he surged and surged more into me, at the same moment I came between us, my cock had never felt so hard nor so good as when I came that night.
Laying on a cold cement floor in a jail, my legs spread wide and wrapped around the shoulders of a huge black man. His body covered mine as he fell exhausted on top of my sweaty cum soaked body. Needless to say that wasn't the first nor last time JD and I messed around. But time keeps on going on, and though the faces and names may change, that is one night I'll never forget.