Piedmont Penitentiary is an old turn of the century prison nick named "The HOLE" on the outskirts of Philadelphia in the Valley Forge section of Pennsylvania, which was built to hold up to 500 convicted inmates. Today it holds nearly 1500, 3 times it's intended population. Over crowding means there are 2 to 3 men or more per cell, which was originally built to house just one. The plumbing is old and rusted, the walls are crumbly, the foundation is corroded, and morale is low. Inmates and Officers complain of conditions, but more complaints are lost to the board of directors. Politicians that look to line their pockets before updating repairs for inmates, run the board. No one cares if convicted criminals complain about "unfair" living conditions. They were incarcerated for punishment, not comfort. Most tax payers see them as animals that need to be locked up off the streets. They are forgotten and unwanted members of society, -the scary and depraved. Whatever happens to them behind bars is more than likely deserved!
The HOLE/47 INNOVATION
Pt-1
ELLIS' OFFICE...
Outside in the waiting room sits Muhammad Shaheed, waiting patiently for the Warden to squeeze him into his busy schedule. He reads some of the available literature lying around to pass the time, wondering exactly how many meetings one man can have in one afternoon?
By the time he finishes reading his third Time Magazine, the Warden's door opens as he comes barreling out of his office with his briefcase in hand. Behind him is one of the Aryan's Rick McDoogle (wiping his spit wet lips on the back of his forearm).
"Cancel my 2pm appointment, I'll be out until later today." informed Ellis as he sped pass his secretary.
"uh, Warden Ellis..., can I speak with you for a second?" asked Muhammad, getting up from his seat.
Rick McDoogle paused in his tracks when he saw Muhammad sitting there. He hadn't seen the 6 foot 1 tall dark skin Muslim since blowing him in the basement of Solitary Confinement (back in chap-32, pt-2). Memories quickly flooded his mind as he thought about sucking Muhammad's thick black 9 inch African American cock.
"I only have a second..." said Ellis, rushing out the door towards the elevators.
"It's about that new religion you allowed to infiltrate the prison..." said Muhammad.
"What about it?" asked Ellis, pressing the down button.
"Do you realize what they stand for?" asked Muhammad, flatly. Ellis hunched his shoulders. "They're homosexuals!" explained Muhammad. "They do nothing but suck dick under the guise of prayer! They're taking advantage of inmates and preying on people's misguided beliefs!"
"No one's complaining, Muhammad." said Warden Ellis, simply. "Look, I understand that these guys distort their religion for their own personal gain..., but I see nothing wrong with what their doing!"
"You can't be serious, Warden...!" said Muhammad, in surprise.
"They're doing us a huge favor! They're giving lost inmates something harmless to believe in, and they're creating less tension around the prison by relieving them of some of their daily stress! Prison violence had been down significantly since they arrived, and believe me after the Riots..., a little less stress is what we all need around here!" insisted Ellis, stepping onto the elevator.
Muhammad place his hand over the safety guard, keeping the doors from sliding closed in his face.
"You KNOW this is wrong, Warden! You can't condone this just because it helps make your JOB a little easier! It's an abomination to all that is considered holy!" countered Muhammad, vehemently.
"And I suppose in all your years here at the prison, you've never engaged in ANY homosexual acts with another male inmate? Not once? Not even with your current cellmate Abdul?" asked the Warden, skeptically.
"I PRAY for forgiveness from Ali for any sins I may or may not participate in during my incarceration..., what I DON'T do is reveal in them under the lying pretense that it is in HIS Name that I do so! That is complete and utter blasphemy in any legalized religion around the world!"
"This country is built on different thoughts, ideals, and beliefs Muhammad! We can't burn down one religion just because someone doesn't agree with its politics! What's to say the next complaint isn't against the Muslims? Or Catholics? We ALL need to learn to live under one roof, one umbrella if we're going to keep allowed our political freedoms!" insisted Ellis, closing the doors to the elevators.
"You WOULD think so." mumbled Muhammad to himself, turning around to find the Aryan brother standing before him. "Yes? What can I do for you?" asked Muhammad, guarded.
"You don't know who I am, do you?" asked Rick, grinning from ear to ear.
"uh..., no. Should I?" asked Muhammad, staring into the inmate's face for recognition.
"Well, yeah..." smiled Rick, blushing. "I'm the one who gave your message to your roommate Abdul..., I'm the one who blew you in the basement!" confessed Rick, causing Muhammad to draw back.
"Oh, uh..., thanks! I, uh..., couldn't have done it without your help..!" said Muhammad, backing away.
"I just wanted to say I'm really glad you got released! I know it wasn't easy lying down there naked, all tied up and alone like that." offered Rick.
"uh..., yeah. Thanks again." said Muhammad, heading back towards the prison blocks.
"I uh..., that was the first time I ever sucked off a black guy!" shouted Rick, causing Muhammad to turn back around and walk back to him briskly. "It was pretty good! Better than I imagined, really!"
"Look...what do you want?" asked Muhammad, grabbing Rick by the arm.
"Nothing!" said Rick, sensing hostility. "I just wanted you to know that I enjoyed helping you out! And...if you ever wanted another blow job, I'm your man!"
"Thanks, but no thanks!" said Muhammad, releasing his arm.
"Oh..., so it was okay when you were locked away from everybody else? I could suck the all mighty Muhammad's dick then, eh? But let me try to do it for you now, and all of a sudden I'm some grotesque monster from the Black Lagoon!" yelled Rick, hysterically. "This is because I'm white, isn't it? And here I thought your religion preached tolerance to all nationalities?!"
"Tolerance, yes! Same sex acts, no!" protested Muhammad.
"But it was okay when you NEEDED my help!" said Rick, offended.
"I didn't know what nationality you were!" insisted Muhammad. "And I begged you for help, YOU were the one that required the blow job for your services!"
"Whatever man! You're all the same! You only stick to your own type!" declared Rick.
"Look who's talking!" laughed Muhammad. "White people in general keep this country segregated through politics and political gains! If it were up to you, we'd ALL still be in shackles!"
"Whenever a white person offers himself to one of you, its always refused, yet you talk about US being racists!"
"All we are to you are animals and sex objects! Either you want to put us away in jail or fuck us over for your own amusements! We're PEOPLE too! We breathe the same air, eat the same foods, and drink the same waters, we're not here for your amusements or your work horses!" stated Muhammad, storming off down the hall.
Rick McDoogle found his body tingling with excitement after the brief but highly energized debate. He watched Muhammad walk off, a strong confidence in his stride. Rick reached down and fondled his crotch, finding himself hard from the confrontation. He groaned in frustration to himself, having the uncontrollable desire to suck Muhammad's dick now more than ever.
Pt-2
In the Chapel, 21 yr old David Rodriguez sat in study with his new mentor Brother Paul. Everyday David would go to the Chapel and study `The Divine Culture' (The Brotherhood's bible), learning everything he could about the Cult. They sincerely believed that each servant of god had the ability to expel evil spirits out of the body through prayer and channel. They pray and meditate daily, asking for: strength, clarity, faith, purpose, and guidance. Everyday David must learn to live within the guidelines of each byword, --seeking strength, gaining clarity, practicing faith, finding purpose, and giving guidance.
After studies he practices cleansing' (exorcisms), which he performs on participating members (usually Brother Paul). Brother Paul explains the prayer' they use to (pinpoint) the demons within the host before sucking the spirits out through channel.
David reads the prayer scriptures, chanting as he circled Brother Paul's body before kneeling before him and raising his robe to expose his swollen manhood. After completing the prayer, David leaned forward and took Brother Paul's 7 inch manhood into his mouth and began sucking.
Brother Paul realized immediately that David had past experience with `cleansings' as he stood back and enjoyed his service.
David sucked, swallowed, bobbed, and corkscrewed his head back and forth on the upright penis, devouring it all the way to the root and back. Gay since birth, he ate Brother Paul's penis with all the expertise of a professional cock sucker. Brother Paul felt his `demons' being expelled from his body in record time as a cold sweat broke out on his brow and his body began to tremble for release.
David knew the man was close to cumming as his cock began to pulse and throb while leaking gobs of pre-juice. David felt the first spurt of semen hit his mouth and he sucked harder, drawing out as much of the `spirit' as he could. Wanting to impress his new teacher, he swallowed the salty mass and sucked for more. After about a minute of climax, Brother Paul gently pushed David off his shrinking manhood, informing him that he did a good job of cleansing. David later performed the cleansings on other Brotherhood members before becoming a Cult member himself.
Pt-3
Raul Rodriguez went to Warden Ellis' office to try to get his little brother away from the religious freaks polluting his mind. Warden Ellis informed the inmate that his brother was over 18, "and perfectly capable of deciding what religion he wants to follow". Raul argued that the religion was full of "faggot cock suckers", and that he didn't want his little brother being any part of such a fraternity. Ellis pointed out that his brother was a "cock sucker" well before The Brotherhood came into play. Raul got hot under the collar, and hemmed the Warden up against the wall by his lapels. Ellis (6'0" to Raul's 5'6") felt in no real danger from the Puerto-rican hothead as guards wrestled Raul to the ground and cuff him.
Ellis ordered Raul a night in Solitary Confinement to cool down, but informed prison guards to "go easy on him, he just lost his father." Guards escorted Raul down to the basement where the locked him away overnight.
Word got back to D-Block (more commonly known as "Ricanville"), leaving Carlos (Raul's lesser known middle brother) in charge of his affairs. Carlos was left to attend the Cartel meeting with its new head leaders; Axe and Roc from the Aryan Block, Genuwine and Marvin from the Mandingo Block, and Carlos and Pablo of the Root's Block, in the closed kitchen of the prison's cafeteria.
A new Carter was divided between the heads, with each leader establishing his place at top. A deal was made and orders dispensed as word of a new shipment of narcotics were being spread through the grapevine.
"Now that business's been taken care of..." announces Axe, taken on new leadership of the Aryans. "...what's say we get a party started with us, right now, right here?"
"What kinda party?" asked Carlos, curiously.
"You know..., in honor of our good faith?" started Axe, getting everyone's attention. "What's say we each bring one of our Block's best cell bitch's to the table for a congratulatory fuck..., --to sort of seal the deal with a kiss so to speak?"
"A Cartel orgy?" asked Genuwine, unsure. "I don't recall Cartel members ever sharing prison pussy before!"
"Consider this a new start..." said Axe, sending Roc to get Snake.
Carlos sends Pablo to get one of D-Block's whores, while Genuwine sent Marvin to get T-Bo.
Pt-4
24 yr old Marcellus Vasquez walked the catwalk down towards Raul's cellblock. He knew Raul was serving an over night's stay in Solitary for confronting the Warden, despite Marcellus' pleas not to. Marcellus saw Alex go into his own cell just down the walk, and decided to pay his lover's ex a visit.
"What kinda man leaves a guy like Raul for his father?" asked Marcellus, standing in Alex's cell door. "What kinda poor white trash ghetto fabulous shit is that?"
"You don't know me!" said Alex, facing his confronter head-on.
"I know enough!" said Marcellus, stepping into the cell. "Just like I know now that Romero's gone, you think you can just waltz right back into his life and pick up where you left off?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." said Alex, defensively.
"No? What was all that whispering and touchy-feely I saw when you were in his cell the other day? What's with all the hugging if you're not trying to weasel in?"
"That was personal..., between me and Raul!" said Alex.
"Personal, eh...?" asked Marcellus, stepping forward. Alex could see the tension in Marcellus' hands as his fists tightened into a hard ball. Alex suddenly realized Marcellus meant business. He knew he would have to fight for his life when he first realized he was being sentenced to prison. While he did live life in the fast lane, having to pay the piper for all the quick money he made by stealing expensive cars for chop shops (as told in chap- ), he didn't have the toughness many of these prisoners had from gang banging and selling drugs on the streets. Without Raul and his men to watch his back, he would have to fight this battle alone, when...
"Yo..." Pablo Rivera showed up in the cell door, catching Marcellus' attention as he turned around to address who spoke. "...what's going on in here?"
"Nothing..." lied Marcellus, unballing his fist as he turned to face Pablo. "...we were just, --talking."
"uh-huh." answered Pablo, unconcerned. "Carlos needs one of you to come with me." he added.
"Carlos...?" asked Marcellus.
"Yeeh..., its for a job, --for Raul!" explained Pablo.
"Raul...?" asked Alex, standing in the back ground.
"I'll DO it!" jumped Marcellus, volunteering before Alex could.
"Koo..., c'mon!" said Pablo, motioning for Marcellus to follow him. Marcellus headed for the cell door, looking back over his shoulder at Alex triumphantly before disappearing from sight.
Pt-5
Walking through the prison corridors towards A-Block, Roc (Malecee Cortez) spots prison guard Malik Jones making his rounds. The two men see each other, and motion towards the stairwell. Roc goes in first, as Malik quickly follows seconds later.
"Any word on Gardner?" asked Cortez enthusiastically.
"No. The Feds'r looking for him as we speak!" said Malik. "Have you heard anything about his whereabouts of his destination from any of the other Aryans?"
"No, nothing!" answered Cortez. "What's McConnell doing to watch over Jake?"
"Jake...?" questioned Malik.
"Gardner tried to kill him before he was arrested and convicted..., he RAPED Jake on more than one occasion...! What's to keep him from going after him and finishing what he started?" asked Cortez, concerned for his lover.
"I didn't even think of that...!" said Malik, forgetting the connection. "I'll get a hold of McConnell as soon as I can!" he assured, seeing the worry in Cortez's face. "McConnell will protect him, Mal..., don't worry!"
"I'm trying not to..." sighed Cortez, taking a deep breath to relax. "I've been on pins and needles since I've been here! I don't understand how you did all this undercover work day in day out?" (Malik was an undercover Narc for Precinct-23's special Narcotic's Division before quitting to become a prison guard).
"Its not easy..." confessed Malik. "...but you just have to keep sight of your goal! Ellis is up to something in here, --I KNOW it! There'r too many missing inmates to attest to it!"
"Well I don't know about anything Ellis maybe up to..., but I certainly can tell you that the inmates are into a lot of shit! We've just formed a new Cartel to replace the old one..., and guess WHO their right hand man is?"
"Just watch yourself, Malecee..., these guys mean business. They're already in prison with nothing to lose!" warned Malik.
"I gotcha, Malik..." said Cortez, steeling himself for what was to come. "...just make sure Jake is safe! And tell him..." he said, pausing with embarrassment. "...tell him, I love him!"
"Okay." said Malik, watching Cortez walk out the door.
Pt-6
Pablo returns to the Cartel meeting with Marcellus in tow. On his knees already servicing Roots leader (Carlos) and Aryan leader (Axe) is Mandingo inmate T-Bo. T-Bo swallows Carlos' 7 inch uncut Puerto-rican meat easily. Pressing his wide round nose into the hairy rican's crotch, he pulls off and swallows Axe's with 8 and 1/2 just as easily.
"Is this your pussy-boi?" asked Marvin, groping his fat wood with anticipation upon seeing Marcellus' cute Rican face.
"What's going on here, Pablo?" asked Marcellus, not liking the description `pussy-boi'.
"The Cartel wanted an orgy, Marc..." informed Pablo, better late than never. "...we each needed to bring in a good bottom boi for the other Cartel members to use in good faith!"
"You bought me here to put-out?" asked Marcellus, shocked. "You know I ain't down like that, man...!"
"Yo, this is for Raul!" explained Pablo, grabbing Marcellus by the arm. "Carlos's standing in for him while he in Solitary..., you ain't gonna embarrass him by refusing to take his brother's orders in front of the other leaders, are you?"
Marcellus liked and respected Raul, --a lot. He didn't want him to seem like a sucker in front of the other leaders, so (reluctantly) he walked over to Marvin and Genuwine, and knelt down on his knees.
"That's what I'm talkin' bout!" smiled Marvin as he unzipped and pulled out his dick.
Marcellus' eyes bulged when he saw what the big black muscle man had hidden between his legs. Ignoring Marvin's whopping 10 inch elephant dick, he turned to Genuwine's more modest 7 inch hardon and took it into his mouth.
While suck/slurping sounds were starting to echo through the closed kitchen, Roc walks in with the Aryan inmate Snake walking behind him. "The gang's all here!" shouts Axe, holding T-Bo's head as he force fucks his mouth and throat rapidly. "Jump in Oliver, pick an ethnic cock and get sucking!" ordered Axe with a shittin' ass grin on his face.
"I ain't suckin' no nigger or no spic cock!!" shouted Snake in disgust. Four ethnic faces frowned angrily as Axe motioned for his right hand to `handle it'.
Before Snake even knew what happened, Roc (Cortez) slapped him viscously about the back of the head, then punched him hard in the gut, causing Snake to fall to his knees winded. Roc gripped the Aryan by his greasy hair and yanked it back until Snake's eyes were facing the ceiling.
"You'll do whatever the boss tells you to do, you worthless fuck! Or I'll personally cut off your cock and shove it in your own mouth!" threatened Roc, convincingly.
"O...o...o...okay, okay! I suck their fucking cocks!!" agreed Snake, withering in pain and discomfort.
Marvin walked up to the kneeling white boy, his huge black 10 inch elephant cock swaying back and forth as he walked. Snake's eyes widened when he realized the sheer size of his first black meal. Marvin placed his huge hands on the skull of Snake's head, guiding his mouth to his meat. Strangely enough Snake's mouth opened right up without thought or protest. His thin pink hairy lips encircled the milk chocolate brown colored cock as it very quickly sank into the back of his throat. Marvin's dick was thicker than most average cocks, as the head hit the back as far as the width would allow Snake's lips sucked a few inches from the base. Marvin gripped Snake's head tightly as he rammed the rest of his cock down the white cock sucker's throat, causing his eyes to bulge.
"That's how you suck a nigga's dick!" laughed Marvin, enjoying the torture his dick was causing the hateful Aryan.
"Come on over here and get yourself some of this nigger pussy!" ordered Axe, ramming the hell out of T-Bo's talented throat.
"Naw..., I'm cool." said Roc, not wanting to compromise his ethics.
"That's wasn't a request, Roc..." said Axe, still humping T-Bo's mouth as he stared at his reluctant right hand.
"Yo, what's with your boi, Axe...? asked Genuwine, fucking Marcellus' mouth with nice clean even strokes. "...he one of us, or not?"
"Good question, man..." said Axe, wondering the same thing himself. "...you one of US, Roc..., or one of THEM?" he asked, leaving the meaning open.
Cortez looked around at the inmates as they all looked back at him questionably. Reluctantly he unzipped his pants, and walked over beside Axe. "That's my boy!" grinned the burly biker as he patted the undercover cop on the back and shoved T-Bo's head over onto his dick. Cortez said nothing as T-Bo swallowed his soft meat down to the hairs and began sucking like a machine. Cortez closed his eyes and whispered a silent prayer to Jake for forgiveness as his dick immediately started growing in the black inmate's mouth. "That's it man..., get yur share!" insisted Axe, running his hand curiously down over Cortez's ass as he started to fuck at the black man's mouth.
Meanwhile Marvin was hammering the shit out of Snake's gasping throat, giving him the full power of his muscular hips and body. Tears ran down Snake's watery eyes from the strain of his open jaw as Marvin fucked his throat brutally. Whenever the huge inmate would yank his amazing cock from the gasping throat completely, Snake would moan and whimper like a small puppy until it was fucked totally back down into the recedes of his throat.
Pablo walked up behind Snake and pushed his prison pants down around his ankles to expose his hairy ass. Pablo pulled open the hairy cheeks to see the wet matted hairs around the glory-hole. `Someone had already lay a load in this bitch's ass' –thought Pablo, freeing his own hard 8 inch uncut dick as he quickly shoved it up the Aryan's ass. Snake felt himself fucked at both ends by lousy ethnics, and felt like a total slut as his dick started shooting cum all over the floor between Marvin's legs.
Carlos (abandoned by T-Bo when Axe took over the blow job) wandered around to T's round muscular ass, he pulled down his tight prison garb to reveal the deep rich chocolate butt cheeks and started rubbing his uncut cock all over the smooth surface.
Axe left T-Bo to Carlos and Roc as he ventured over to Marcellus who was still chowing down on Genuwine's meat. Genuwine leaned back against one of the prep tables as Marcellus swallowed his dick from tip to root and back up again repeatedly. He'd always had the hots for the R&B singer "Genuwine", and imagined the inmate truly him as they looked so much alike. Marcellus never really had any real beef against any black guys in particular, but in prison one normally sticks with ones own kind as there's usually safety in numbers.
Axe walked up behind the Puerto-rican and shoved his hand down into the ass of his pants and started to finger his young fuck hole roughly. Marcellus groaned around the mouthful of Gen's dick as Axe started to push down his pants to expose his ass. Marcellus kept repeating the thoughts "this is for Raul, this is for Raul, this is for Raul, this is for Raul" in his mind as Axe spit into his hand and rubbed it over Marcellus' button. Marcellus groaned when he felt the white man's dick touch against his primo opening, then yelled a muffled scream as the dick bore straight up into his ass.
"Damn this Rican bitch's got some tight pussy!" yelled Axe, slapping his pelvis into Marcellus' ass cheeks. Marcellus squirmed between the two men as his mouth and ass were fucked simultaneously. Axe grabbed him tightly about the waist and started hammering his asshole with fast hard strokes.
Snake was maneuvered on his stomach atop a small chopping block with his had and ass hanging over each end. Marvin had intertwined his fists in Snake's long stringy hair as he roughly fucked the full length of his dick in and out his throat.
Pablo was slapping his thin 8 inch uncut cock in and out of the hairy hole, humping up into the white whore with a fast pace. It wasn't long before he was lining Snake's inner anal walls with the potency of his Puerto-rican seed. Everyone heard Pablo's gasps as he came inside the white cunt. Marvin smiled devilishly as he asked Pablo to switch off, yanking his fat black dick from the cum hungry mouth. Snake just lay there, waiting patiently as the two men changed sides. Pablo presented his cum slick cock for sucking as he shoved it into Snake's dripping mouth for cleaning, while Marvin aimed his wrist thick dick up to the just cummed in hole and shoved.
"HHHAAAARRRRRHHHHH...!!!" groaned Snake around the mouthful of Rican dick.
T-Bo groaned and grunted around the mouthful of white dick his was sucking while getting fucked by the Root's temporary leader Carlos. Carlos had had his share of fucking black females, but this was the first time he's ever had his dick balls deep in a Brotha's ass..., and he was loving it!
He pounded into the hard round ass cheeks, burying his 7 inch slab with every inward thrust. Roc (Cortez) was doing his best to keep from cumming off too soon. He hadn't had sex of any kind since the day before he went undercover, he and Jake Valentine (his lover) fucked like teenagers all night, knowing it might be a long while before they saw each other again. Cortez couldn't get enough of Jake's tight ass, fucking him four times that night in four different positions: doggy-style, missionary, spoon/scissors, and horseback. Cortez was still thinking of Jake when he felt T-Bo's hot black lips sliding frantically up and down his 7 and 1/2 uncut inch dick. His mouth dropped open with a loud intake of air as the cum suddenly shot from his body, coating T-Bo's throat as he swallowed it all down effortlessly. Cortez slammed his fist against the cold metal table, angry at himself as his precious juices were quickly devoured by the black prison whore. He felt like he'd betrayed his boyfriend, cheating on his lover after taking an oath of monogamy.
Axe laughed aloud after watching Roc lose his load to the black man's mouth. He'd been watching him get blown since slamming his dick up the Rican spic's ass. He loved the idea of Roc losing his prison virginity in his presence, Axe only regretted it wasn't him taking it. He smiled to himself with the though `there's always his ass..' as he rammed his dick all the way up into Marcellus' ass and came.
Marcellus rose up on his tip-toes, his ass hiked high as Axe came deep inside him. He could feel every pulse and throb of white cock made inside him, painting thick cream all over his inner walls as he sucked feverishly on Genuwine's dick. Genuwine placed one hand on the back of Marcellus' head, guiding his head up and down his straining pole at the perfect pace for him. Marcellus felt the black man's dick thicken between his sucking lips, then felt the first burst of hot cum splatter into his mouth.
"Hummmpphh...!!" gasped Marcellus, quickly drinking the salty cum down into his stomach. Another burst quickly refilled his mouth again and again. He sucked and swallowed each one until the penis turned soft and rubbery in his mouth.
Not far away Pablo was reaching his second orgasm as he yanked his spurting dick from Snake's sucking mouth and jacked off all over his hairy face. "Ooo fuck..!" groaned Snake, feeling the hot cum splatter all over as he tasted the rican's bitter-sweet cum.
Marvin was hammering hard at his pale ass, using the entire length of his thick meaty black rod to stretch Snake's anal walls. Snake was moaning and groaning in heated delight, his asshole had never been fucked like this before as 10 solid inches of nigger dick pummeled his bare white hole harder and deeper than any before. Marvin held onto the white man's hips and drilled his man-cunt like a jackhammer on high speed, his mighty balls slapping profusely against Snake's, causing Snake's hairy nutsack to scream out another painful load all over the floor. "UHH! UHH! AHH! AHH! OHH! AARGGH! ARRGGHH! AWWW! AWW! OHH! UHH! UHH! UHH!" he gasped and groaned with each thrust and spurt of his cock.
"That's right muthafuker..., I'm about to cum right up your cracker ass!!!" yelled Marvin, shoving his entire dick in all the way up to his balls. Snake yipped aloud as his gut was pieced deeply. It felt like a fire hose had been turned on inside his ass as Marvin's thick dick pulsed out thick heavy load after thick heavy load of hot creamy spunk deep into his liquefied gut. "AARRRRRR..." growled Marvin, gritting his teeth as he came hard and heavy. His muscles flexed like tiny waves of water as his body shook with excitement. When he was done cumming, he pulled his fat dick from the hole as it drooped down between his legs. Snake felt a gush of air go up his gaping hole as he slowly stood up.
"Meeting adjured!" said Axe, tucking his dick back into his pants.
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