I am 21 in jail for murder 1, but I didn't do it. No one bothers me much . I have 3 really hard core bad ass roommates and gang connections ,On top of that I am a black male , shaved head 6'4 with a 12" Monster dick. Since there is not puzzy in jail. Man cunt has to do. I get my share , I take it mostly . I like the power I get from that. >From the minute he walked in the tank, he caused problems. He was too loud, too arrogant for one. When four men share a small area, there's gotta be respect and this guy had no respect. His name was Zane Williams. He would cuss when the TV wasn't on the show he wanted. He'd get on the cell's payphone and yell and cuss. He swaggered around like he ran something. It was gonna be impossible to live with his angry attitude. He was about 23, 24 years old, great looking guy. He stood about 5 foot 10 and had one of those bodies that was slim hard muscle. His hair was short and a dirty blonde. He had that habit of always playing
with his crotch. He'd strut around in boxers . He looked like a young Mark Whalberg. He was in the shower when my two cellies were discussing giving him a blanket party. I was against it, feeling that beating the shit out of a dude when he had a blanket over his head was a little extreme. We all looked as he stepped out of the shower. He snarled and clutch at his dick, and demanded, "Whatcha staring at?" He muttered "Bunch of fags" and started drying off. He had the biggest set of balls I ever saw. They had to be the size of lemons and dangled down low in the large scrotum. It was at the minute I figure my cellies may have a point. I don't know if it was his attitude, what he said, or just seeing those big bull nuts, but I changed my mind. I stood up and told my cellies, "We don't need a fucking blanket. I've had enough of his mouth!" He didn't even flinch as the three of us walked over. He started chunking! He got in a few blows before we got a grip on his wet slick body. My cellies were holding him as I slammed a fist into his gut! Damn, it was a rock hard mass of muscle, but a few more blows and he was winded some. Those big swaying balls caught my attention, and I slammed a fist into them! He was more then winded now. He was feeling some pain! "Get something and tie his hands together!" I said. "We're gonna teach this boy some manners." My cellies went to remove the strings from Zane's boots. Yeah, you know it, Zane tried to break free. I had to admire his spunk. My cellies came back, but I held up a hand indicating for them to stay back. I was gonna show this asshole that I wouldn't have a problem taking him. He needed to know he wasn't as tough as imagined. He landed one punch to my dozen. I stayed away from his good looking face, and concentrated on his abs and kidneys. He was hurting and had slowed down. Another couple of punches and he was down, gasping for breath, and the fight gone from him. For a breath second I saw fear flash thru those green eyes, and then he hid it. I picked hip up, sat down on a bunk, bent him over my knee and starting slapping his ass like he was my step child. And I don't mean gentle slaps, I mean opened handed slaps they left prints on the guys white ass. I wasn't counting but it was about the 10th blow, when I realized his hard dick was pressing into my lap. I grabbed him and stood up, and announced, "He's boned up! He likes a man spanking his butt!" My cellie Jeff said, "He's a faggot! Loud mouth is queer!" Zane wasn't fazed, he didn't have any shame, and he made no explanations for his erection. I looked at his 6-1/2 dick, the head peeking out of its foreskin covering. Those big balls dangling below. Lenny, the other cellie said, "A fucking pain freak!" I'd had a few blow jobs from guys but was mainly hetero. There was something about Zane that made me wanna cross a line and get kinky. Something else, a gut feeling told me Zane was past being ready. He wanted this! Lenny asked him, "You suck dick?" Zane's smart mouth was back as he replied, "Stick it near my mouth and I'll bite it off fucker!" Lenny backhanded Zane, and growled "You got a big mouth!"
"Relax, relax," I said. "When he's ready to have that big mouth filled, he'll let us know. Tie his hands up." Jeff tied the two boot laces together and tested their strength. Zane's erection had lowered a little but as his wrist were bond it renewed in full. The boner told me that Zane's dick was into this whether he admitted it or not. Those big nuts had my attention. The thought of working his nuts over made me bone up. Those two orbs that can give so much pleasure to a man can also give a lot of pain. I wanted to give this tough dude something to remember. It was at the point, I figured out I wanted to fuck this stud. That thought surprised me, but you never know what you like unless you try it. Fucking his ass could wait. Sex was always better when you waited. Thinking about his nuts made me want them as low as they would go. I turned the hot water on in the sink and let it run to get as hot as possible. We had a plastic bucket that we used to clean up with, and I filled that with the hottest water I could get out of the tap. I tested it, not hot enough to burn but it was uncomfortable to my finger. Zane struggled as we lowered his nut sack into it. It took all three of us to keep him squatted over the bucket for a few minutes. As his nuts got used to the heat, he gave us a few choice cuss words. However, his dick was still hard. As he balls soaked in the hot water, I had Jeff gather up all our shoe strings. Removing his nut sack from the water, I tied his balls as low as I could force them. He grunted and groaned but his cock was dripping now. I wrapped the strings as tight as I could, using them as a make shift ball stretcher. His sack was distended so far, it had become semi translucent. Refilling the pail with fresh hot water, we lowered his now tightly stretched sack back into the water. The water served two purposes, his ball bag was heated back up and the water caused the shoe strings to tighten even move around the skin.
"You know in a few hours, your balls could die man. I want you to think about that. Think about them huge nuts of yours growing cold and turning black." I said. Zane tried to break his hands free. Nothing gave. He glared at me, "So you are saying that I gotta suck dick or something to get out of this?" "Naw, I said to think about them big nuts not being alive anymore. I never said anything about sucking dick. I never said nothing about you wrapping them lips around a hard cock and sucking the cum out of it. Lenny asked you if you sucked dick. You said something about biting them off. None of us want our dicks bitten off. Now, speaking for myself, if a guy begged me enough to suck my dick, I would let him. He'd have to beg real good. He'd have to promise to give me the best blow job in the world. He'd have to swallow my cum and tell me how good it tasted." I responded. "It ain't gonna happen man," Zane replied. I shrugged. "I'm in my 30's. When I was born, it was pretty much given that you got circumcised. You have foreskin." I tugged at his dick hood. "I hear foreskin makes a dick feel more." I pushed his skin all the way back and exposed his dick head. "Hey, can one of you get me a toothbrush and some toothpaste? I hear guys with skin have to be extra careful about cleaning it. Since Zane's hands are tied right now and I don't have anything to do, I think I'll learn how to clean an uncut cock." "I'll do it," Jeff said. "I'm uncut and I know where all the sensitive areas are. I'll get it real clean for him." "Sure," I said hiding my surprise that Jeff wanted to torture this guy. He was normally pretty quiet and laid back. I noticed he had a hard lump in his fly and understood. There was something about being around a helpless naked man that just got inside a guy. Jeff had just brushed Zane's glans with the toothbrush when Zane yelled and said, "I'll fucking do it!" "Don't hear any begging," Lenny said. It took a couple more swipes of the toothbrush before Zane actually begged. A few more swipes and he begged right. I watched as Zane began to suck Lenny's dick. Lenny gave him instructions on what felt good, what to lick and when to lick it. About 10 minutes later Zane was swallowing his first load of cum.
Through out the dick sucking, I had noticed Zane staring at me. It registered that he wasn't stating at me with hate, it was something more animalistic. I am a tall guy and working as a roofer kept me in shape. Was it possible that Zane felt some kind of attraction? After Lenny had nutted, I told Jeff "Go for it man." Jeff's face flushed but he pulled out his cock and it was rock hard. Zane didn't need told what to do this time. In about 5 minutes he was swallowing a happy Jeff's load. Zane
had watched me as he sucked Jeff's dick. Was he pretending it was mine? I decided to test my theory. My two cellies taken care of, Zane looked at me and I saw him lick his lips. I said, "One of you untie him so he can free his nuts before they fall off. I'm gonna shower." Lenny said, "You ain't gonna make him suck your dick?" "Naw, he just needs to learn to respect real men. We taught him a lesson. We did enough. If he gets to loud again, he knows what is gonna happen." I walked off into the shower. The water made my cock stiff as steel. A few minutes had gone by and I was wishing I had gotten that blow job. The shower curtain opened slightly and Zane stuck his head in. "I need some help, I can't get these shoe strings loose." He stared at my hard tool as he asked for help. "If I help you, what do I get?" I asked. He looked at me with those intense angry green eyes, "Anything you want." I pulled him into the shower and moved my lips close to his and said, "Anything? A kiss?" "Yeah." I kissed him and fucked my dick against those big tied up nuts. I reached down and cupped his firm ass in my hands. "Some of this?" "You wanna fuck me?" he said. "Yeah." "Will it hurt?" he asked. "If I do it right," I promised. "Okay." I fucked him in the small shower stall. He moaned and grunted, even cussed, but he kept throwing that hot ass back. I freed his nuts after I got my own. His dick was still rock hard. "I need more." He said. "So do I. This time in a bunk." "You want them to watch?" he asked. "Yeah." He answered, "Cool with me."