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/62 ENEMY BOUND
Pt-1
NORTH PHILLY
After the gunfight at the motel, Jake took Marvin where he wanted to go. He followed the convict up the steps of a seedy looking apartment building in of north Philly's Germantown section. Jake realized instantly that the building was a drug heaven, probably one of Tempest Williams' many rundown properties.
"I'm okay from here on in, cop..." said Marvin, giving Jake the opportunity to turn and walk away. "...my homboiz'll take care of me from here on!"
"You're the key witness in a major trial, mr Rollins..., I can't let you out of my sight for a moment!" insisted Jake.
"I know all about how I'm supposed to testify at the trial..., but my hommies from da HOOD ain't gonna like no white cop comin' up in their place of bizniz if you know what I mean...?" said Marvin, trying to be polite.
"That's a risk I'll have to take if you insist on going up there!" answered Jake, firmly.
"Okay man..." signed Marvin, "...its yur funeral!"
With that the two men disappeared into the complex. Of course the elevator was broken, so they had to jog up 5 flights of stairs.
When Marvin reached his destination, he knocked a special code on the wooden door.
"Who the fuck is it..?!!" asked a male's voice that Marvin recognized.
"It's ME, nigga..., open the door!" responded Marvin. Instantly it opened, revealing a young thug dressed in urban gear, wearing a wave cap on his head, and a gun in his hand.
"Marv...!!" yelled the guy, holding open his arms as he took the big guy in a bear hug.
"Sup Chauncey...!" smiled Marvin, returning the hug as he grabbed the man right back.
"When the fuck did YOU get out man?" asked Chauncey, breaking the hug as he pulled back to tuck his gun back behind his back and get a good look at Marvin. "I thought you were doing 5 to 10?"
Marvin shrugged his shoulders as his handcuffs came into view. "What you do nigga, bust outta jail n'shit?" asked the guy with a chuckle.
"Something like that!" claimed Marvin, walking into the apartment. When Jake tried to follow, the guy quickly pulled the gun back from his waist.
"Who the fuck's this??" he asked, ready to pump bullets into the white guy. "I smell a fuckin' COP!!"
"He's with me!" said Marvin, matter of fact like.
"With you...?" asked the guy, looking back at Marvin questionably.
Breathing easier, the man stepped back to allow Jake in. Jake thanked him as he stepped into the foyer. The place was a dump. There were holes in the walls were the wall paper was separating from the crumbling sheetrock, the carpet was soiled from where the pets relieved themselves and no one picked up after them, and the furniture was run over like it was bought from a thrift store or found somewhere on the street. But amidst all the junk and ugliness was a brand new 50" big screen Tv with DVD and surround sound.
"Nice place you have here..." lied Jake, not knowing what else to say.
The guy looked Jake over curiously, then laughed as he left him and walked back over to his spot on the couch.
"Is he fuckin' kiddin'?" laughed Chauncey, flopping down as he picked up a blunt from the ashtray.
"Afraid not!" sighed Marvin. "Where's Mona...?" he asked, reaching for a hit off the guy's blunt as he peeked towards the bedroom.
"Man..., she got locked up turning tricks again!" signed Chauncey, handing off the weed. "You'd think after all these years, she'd know the Johns from the undercover cops n'shit!"
"Yeh..., you'd think!" said Marvin, pissed that he wouldn't be getting the guaranteed pussy he was expecting from Mona.
"Who's Mona..?" asked Jake curiously, watching the two black men do illegal drugs in front of him as Marvin took a toke off Chauncey's blunt.
"My sista! Who the hell IS this muthafucka...??" questioned Chauncey, getting annoyed by Jake's presence.
"A cop...!" answered Marvin, handing back the blunt.
"A COP?? A REAL cop...???!" yelled Chauncey, jumping up off the sofa as he pulled his gun again. "You brought a fuckin' COP up in my crib..??! What the fuck'r you thinking, man...??! Are you under arrest?" he inquired.
"I'm the one with the gun...!" said Marvin, holding up Jake's weapon. "Relax, boi...! Don't make me get rough with you!"
"Whateva nigga...!" said Chauncey, acting tough but doing what Marvin said as he settled back down into his seat. "What the fuck he do, write you out a traffic ticket or something?" asked Chauncey, looking Jake up and down hard.
"Naw man..., he saved my life!" explained Marvin, gratefully. "These fuckin' dudes broke into my place and started shooting at me for no reason! Jake here was driving by when he stopped to helped me out! I wouldn't be here now if it wasn't for him!" sore Marvin, giving Jake credibility.
"That's wussup...!" said Chauncey, holding out his hand for Jake to shake. "If you saved my hommie here, then you aiight with me!" he added, bringing a smile across Jake's lips. "Wanna hit of this...?" he asked, shoving the blunt forth.
"I uh..., I don't do drugs...!" denied Jake, turning it down.
"Aww man, c'mon!" insisted the guy. "If you gonna be up in MY crib, you gotta get down with da weed..., or else I'mma think you just here to arrest me!"
Jake looked over at Marvin for help...
"Its just WEED man..., shit won't kill you!" encouraged Marvin.
Jake accepted the blunt, not wanting to offend his host after just passing the trust test.
"Well..., maybe just ONE toke..." he committed, putting the blunt up to his lips.
"Breath in deep, man..., get it good in your lungs...!" insisted Chauncey.
"Yo homs..., I gotta take a wicket shit..., I'mma hit yur bathroom...!" informed Marvin, heading down the hall as Jake started to choke on the first toke. He reached out to hand it back, but Chauncey wasn't ready to take it yet.
"Go on, man..., hit it again!" he said, as Jake put it back up to his lips and breathed in.
Pt-2
When Marvin finally finished taking his dump, he wiped himself then flushed the toilet before opening the door and heading back out into the living room where he left his hommie and the cop Jake. "Yo..., what the fuck...??" he said to himself when he entered the room to find officer Jake on his knees between the guy's legs, bobbing his head up and down on the black man's long 9 inch pipe.
"Sup homs...?" said Chauncey, still smoking his blunt while Jake went up and down on his dick like a bobby-head doll.
"Damn man..., I went to the bathroom for 10 minutes, and all of a sudden you got the white cop suckin' yur dick...?" said Marvin, not believing his own eyes. "What the fuck did you put in that blunt...?!"
"Just a lil' Sextacy...!" said the friend, innocently.
Marvin shook his head as he chuckled to himself. How many poor idiots got fucked over after innocently trying to that drug?
"So this poor dumb fucker don't even know what hit him...?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yo..., he was lookin' down at my crotch like he wanted to see my dick or something, so I showed it to him!" defended the friend. "Then he started lickin' his lips like he wanted to suck it..., so I offered him a taste..., and the rest you can see for yourself!"
"Yeh..., I SEE alright!" said Marvin, watching officer Jake swallow his boi's dick all the way down to the base. "Looks like he's had some experience too..." surmised Marvin correctly, watching the officer whore himself on a total stranger.
Jake hadn't had sex since his lover (officer Maleece Cortez) went into the prison system to spy on Warden Ellis (chap-39, pt-7). Jake was feeling more than a little frustrated sexually, and smoking the dope laced weed only brought out the urges he was already feeling.
When Jake saw Marvin's friend's erect dick come into view, he felt compelled to suck it as he fell to his knees like a trained dog. Marvin watched as Jake made a meal out of his buddy's dick, swallowing it all down like a Porterhouse Steak in one of the most expensive restaurants in town. Marvin's own dick grew hard just watching the cop hoe himself. He took a seat opposite the show, taking the blunt from his friend as he sat back and enjoyed the view.
Jake was unaware (or uncaring) that he was giving the inmate a show. All he was aware of was the fire he had churning deep within his gut that he needed to have extinguished. He bobbed his head up and down, swallowing as much of the dick as he could on each downward stroke. Chauncey merely spread his legs as he propped one up on the coffee table and allowed Jake to take charge.
"He looks like he's really enjoying that shit!" said Marvin, feeling a little envious of his friend. "Maybe we should call up a couple of hommies to come by and give `em a REAL workout?"
"Sounds like a plan, man!" said Chauncey, tossing Marvin his cell phone. Marvin looked through Chauncey's cell's phonebook to dial up a few familiar names. All of them was surprised to hear from Marvin (knowing he was supposed to be in prison), and even more surprised when he announced he was calling from Chauncey's apartment. Marvin was just finishing up his last phone call when they received a knock at the door. "Damn man..., would you mind getting' that for me?" asked Chauncey, starting to feel the effects of Jake's talented mouth. "This boi's got skillz, yo..., he bout to get that nut he been diggin' for!"
"Yo homs, you stay right there and keep feedin `em that dick..., --I'll get it for you!" offered Marvin, leaving Chauncey to his blow job.
When Marvin opened the door, he was greeted by someone he definitely didn't expect. "Tempest...!!" he gasped aloud, surprised to see the escaped convict still living in the same hood he was arrested in.
Jake heard Tempest's name called, and reluctantly pulled his head up from Chauncey's lap, the big wet dick swaying back and forth like a pendulum. "Tempest...!" signed Chauncey, looking to jump up as he seemed shocked, surprised, and scared all at the same time to see the infamous drug dealer at his door.
"No..., sit!" insisted Tempest as he walked casually into the apartment. "Finish doing what you're doing!"
Chauncey sat back on the couch reluctantly, his 9 inch hardon still sticking up from his crotch as it started to shrink little by little. "Who's the whiteboy?" asked Tempest, seeing Jake on his knees between Chauncey's legs.
"He's with me...!" answered Marvin, closing the door behind them.
Tempest looked back at Marvin as the two men stared at each other for a moment as Marvin's face suddenly became familiar.
"I know you...?" asked Tempest, curiously.
"Yeh..., I worked in one of your drug houses...!" answered Marvin. "The one on Gogant street!"
"Oh yeah..., the one where that kid got shot in the head...!" recalled Tempest (chap-12 of Precinct-23 in the Jan 1st 2007 section on gay/authoritarian).
"I ain't shoot that boi...!" defended Marvin. "...he shot his self in the head!"
"I lost quarter mill in that bust!" remembered Tempest, making Marvin's brow burst out in a cold sweat. "I thought everybody in that house got arrested?"
"I did..." explained Marvin, nervously. "...I got a nickel in the HOLE!"
"Piedmont...?" called Tempest. "...I was sentenced there too..."
"You escaped...!" remembered Marvin, causing Tempest to smile.
"Yeah..., it was sweet how I fucked the cops that night!" he said, nostalgically. "Who's the white boy again...?"
"He's a, uh..., he's a cop...!" admitted Marvin, causing Tempest's eyebrows to rise. "He was assigned to watch over me while I waited to testify in a trial!"
"Who's trial?" asked Tempest, staring down at Jake.
"Warden Ellis from the HOLE!" answered Marvin, honestly.
"Ellis..." whispered Tempest, recalling the setup Ellis did with him and the Aryans in prison. "I hope that fat fuck gets put in his own fucking prison..., would serve him right for setting me up!"
"Setting you up...?" asked Marvin, unaware of the event in chaps-4, pt-4 & chap-8, pt-1.
"He set me up to get killed in Solitary..., he never intended for me to live in his prison! He tried to be my judge, jury, and executioner..., but he failed!" said Tempest.
"So..., what brings you by here...?" asked Marvin, not knowing what else to say.
"Interesting that you ask..." said Tempest, pulling a gun from his waistband. Marvin jumped back startled as Tempest quickly aimed the gun at Chauncey. Chauncey fumbled to aim his own gun (which he'd hand hidden by his side) as Tempest pulled the trigger and shot him 3 times in the chest and head. Blood splattered everywhere, including on Jake whom had returned to sucking the man's dick.
"SHIT...! FUCK..!!" yelled Marvin, watching his friend's brains blow across the room.
Jake fell back on his ass as he watched Chauncey slump over dead, his hardon quickly shrinking back down into his lap. Jake looked over at Tempest whom now held the gun on him.
"You see anything, cop...??" he asked, aiming directly at Jake's head.
Jake stared shocked, unable to speak as his heart leap in his throat. "Where's his gun...?" he asked Marvin, keeping an eye on Jake. "Where's his fucking gun...??!" repeated Tempest, snapping Marvin out of his trance.
"I...I got it...!" responded Marvin, pulling Jake's gun from his pocket.
"Good..." said Tempest, lowering his weapon as he slowly tucked it back in his waistband and looked over at Marvin curiously. "What's your name again...?" he asked, turning towards him.
"uh..., Marvin...!"
"Well Marvin..., you wanna stay here..., or you wanna come with me?" asked Tempest, heading back towards the door.
Marvin looked at Chauncey's dead body lying on the couch, and knew it would only be a matter of minutes before the entire building would be surrounded by cops. Cops Marvin certainly didn't trust.
"You...!" he said, after thinking it over for exactly one second.
"Follow me..." said Tempest, walking towards the door. "...and bring the pig with you!"
Pt-3
Police sirens could be heard in the near background as 27 year old Tempest Williams, and 28 year old Marvin Rollins dragged the 22 year old police officer out the front door at gun point and stuffed him in the back of Tempest's Escalade.
"What's this...?" asked Tempest's illegal drug partner, 36 year old Whinny "The Pooh" Graham (a 300 lbs, 6 foot 5 inch, dark skin man with the looks of Biggie Smalls). Jake looked up at Pooh as he was forced into the back seat, sandwiched between him and Tempest. Pooh looked back down at him amusingly. "I thought you were juss gonna take out da trash..., I ain't know you was goin shopping for whiteboiz!"
"He's a cop!" responded Tempest, pulling the car door closed as Marvin ran around to the front passenger side.
"A cop...?" asked Pooh, getting a little nervous. "What the fuck he doin here?"
"He saw me off that lil' thief Chauncey..." answered Tempest.
"So why you bring him with you...?" asked Pooh, not wanting any cops around. "...why didn't you juss kill HIM too?!"
"Cause I got other plans for him..." said Tempest, signaling for the driver to get started. They drove away from the apartment building doing normal speed as a police car came barreling through in the opposite direction. Jake heard the sirens screech by but had no way of letting the officers know where he was as the Escalade turned the corner and got away. Jake tried to make a break for the door but was quickly repelled with a fast elbow to the ribs. He fell back in his seat between the two black men clutching his sore side. "I caught him in Chauncey's apartment giving him a blow job before I blew his sorry ass away!"
"Wordup...?" asked Pooh, surprised. "You gonna take em back to the crib and turn em out like we did the Mayor??" (referring to former Mayor Edwards in Precinct -Twenty Three #'s 21 & 22).
"Sho nuff!" answered Tempest, unsympathetically.
"Thas wussup! I always wannit to fuck a hot whiteboy cop!" stated Pooh, enthusiastically. "You hear that mr police-MAN...? We gonna stretch that lil' poopy-hole of yurs til its wide enough to run this car through! Would you like that?" laughed the big guy, sadistically.
"We might have to buzz him up first..." added Tempest, pulling out a small capsule from his pocket. Pooh nodded his head in agreement, then grabbed a handful of Jake's black hair and yanked his head back hard, forcing Jake's neck to snap backwards as he opened his mouth and screamed aloud.
"AAarrhhhh...!!!" groaned Jake painful agony as Tempest forcibly feed him the pill. Jake tried to keep from swallowing, but Tempest used his long fingers to push the pill back into the far reaches of his throat. Jake clinched his throat as the pill went down his esophagus.
"What was that...?" asked Marvin curiously, turned around in the front seat to witness the unprovoked attack.
"Sextasy..., in pill form!" smiled Tempest. "Not everybody's a crackhead!"
Pt-4
The white Escalade turned down onto a dead end street. Few houses resided on this once popular block. At the end of the street is an old run down 3-story apartment building, one of Tempest Williams many neighborhood properties. From the outside it looked like any other derelict apartment building, no one just driving by would ever have suspected the millions of dollars that come through the ruin on a weekly basis.
Jake Valentine was blindfolded before being shoved inside the derelict building where he tripped and fell to the tattered wood worn floor. He ripped off the blindfold as he quickly scanned his surroundings. Instantly he knew he was in trouble as the 3 black men (Pooh, Marvin, and Tempest) walked in through the front door.
Jake tried to turn and run, but the world started to look shaky as he fell back down on the floor. "Pills don't work as fast as Rock..., but once it dissolves into your system its effects are as good as than the crack pipe..." informed Tempest as he walked by Jake and headed for the basement.
"Grab him...!" ordered Pooh, talking to Marvin as he followed Tempest into the basement.
Marvin grabbed Jake by the arm and gently pulled him to his feet.
"Please..." begged Jake, starting to perspire as he clinched onto Marvin like a drowning victim. "...please, man..., you can't let them do this to me...! I was nice to you...! I SAVED you...!! You can't let them fuck me over...!"
"I ain't got no choice, playa...!" whispered Marvin, dragging Jake towards the cellar. "I'm just a small fish..., I TOLD you to get ghost when you had the chance (last chap)..., now its too late! You'd best to relax and try to enjoy it..., Tempest is gonna do what he wants no matter how much you beg and cry! He's crazy...!"
"No...! Please...! I'm a cop! I'm a cop, man...! You can't do this...! Please...!!" continued Jake as Marvin easily picked him up and hoisted him over his shoulder before descending down into the cellar.
The basement of the rundown building had been transformed into a state of the art luxury apartment. Marvin was shocked to see all the expensive electronics and camera equipment Tempest had installed for security reasons. A state of the art monitoring system kept the entire building under surveillance, allowing Tempest to see everything going on in and outside the apartment building and down the street. The apartment had 4 bedrooms, two baths, a spacious living room, and lab rooms where Tempest did most of his dirty deeds. A young half naked Asian girl named Shinobi (one of Tempest's Stable Girls) had been relaxing on the sofa watching television when she sat up started at the new arrivals. Marvin eyeballed her perfect sized petite breasts as she stared back with a fearful gaze.
"Toss him anywhere...!" said Tempest, referring to Jake as he walked over to where Shinobi sat. Without saying a word he bent over her, placing his hand below her chin as he tilted her head upward and French kiss her deeply, shoving his thick tongue into her dainty mouth. Shinobi didn't resist as Tempest's tongue bore into her mouth and took over residence. He grabbed a fistful of her short black hair as he kissed her more aggressively. Shinobi moaned erotically into his mouth when he slowly snaked his free hand down to her breasts and began pinching her erect nipples.
Tempest broke the kiss after a few moments as he sat down on the edge of the sofa to face the coffee table. On the table was about a thousand dollars worth of cocaine. Tempest grabbed a short cut straw off the table and leaned forward. Marvin and Jake watched Tempest snort up two lines of his own cocaine before lifting his head and clearing his nostrils.
"You want some of this, convict?" he asked Marvin, looking over at the muscular drug dealer.
"Naw man..., I try not to hit that shit since I be around it all the time!" said Marvin, letting officer Jake down off his shoulder.
"Good man..." smiled Tempest, causing a chill to run up Marvin's spine. "That's what got your buddy Chauncey killed...! Nigga kept coming up short with my shit! I found out he and his sister been snorting up a quarter of his stash a day! I can't have my boiz thinking they can get over on me like that with no consequence! I HAD to make him an example! Nah'mean?"
"Definitely!" answered Marvin, thinking Mona (Chauncey's sister) was lucky to have been in jail at the time Tempest came looking for them.
"And don't think his sister's getting off cause she in jail...!" said Tempest, almost reading Marvin's mind. "...I got my bitches in the woman's prison looking for her! She gonna get her's too!"
Marvin felt sorry for Chauncey's sister, knowing chances were she'd never make it out of the system alive. At that same moment Marvin's dick started to mourn her too, knowing it would never again get the chance to explore her fertile pussy again. Tempest caught Marvin eyeballing the Asian girl as he gazed down the front of Marvin's orange prison jumpsuit and noticed a slight tenting. "You might not want any blow..., but you sure nuff want some of THIS though, don't you convict?" asked Tempest knowingly, motioning towards the girl.
"I ain't had a women since I was arrested...!" admitted Marvin (back in chap-12 of Precinct Twenty-Three).
"Looking to make up for lost time while you're out...?" asked Tempest.
"Hell yeah...!!" excited Marvin, causing his dick to throb prematurely.
"Help yourself!" offered Tempest, stepping back to leave Shinobi sitting on the sofa.
"For real...?!?" asked Marvin, uncertain.
"Consider it a coming OUT present!" joked Tempest as Marvin approached the couch.
Shinobi looked a little frightened as the big black convict stood over her. Marvin looked like a `Black Giant' as he towered her like a building. Shinobi smiled nervously as she reached up and started to unzip the jumpsuit down below Marvin's crotch. Instantly the big guy's erection came popping into the open like a draw brigde. Shinobi stared down at it hungrily as she slipped down off the couch and onto her knees.
"I suky...?" she asked with a heavy accent, kissing and licking the head of the black beast. Marvin held back his excitement as he watched the tiny petite Asian chick paint his hardon with her tongue, leaving wet lick marks all over his dark brown shaft before trying to take the enormous head into her tiny little dainty mouth. "Cok too big..." she signed after only getting the head inside.
Marvin said nothing as his dick started leaking pre-cum like a drippy faucet. To compensate for not being able to take it in her mouth, Shinobi licked her way up and down the thick meaty shaft and underbelly, brushing her tongue up and down the sides like a painter's brush.
"Shit...!" sighed Marvin as he watched the girl lick it all over, tonguing the piss slit, sipping away the cum dew, and lobbing her lips around the head as if she was sucking a taffy. "Oh fuck...!" sighed Marvin, suddenly shooting his load all over Shinobi's surprised face.
"Oh, my...!" gasped the girl, opening her mouth wide as the dick pulsed and pumped above her head, hosing streak after hot cummy streak of spent cream across her painted little Asian face.
"Couldn't hold back, eh...?" laughed Tempest, knowing first hand how good it felt to dump a load outside the prison walls.
"aww, man..., been a looong fuckin' time...!" admitted Marvin, his dick still dancing over Shinobi's cum lined face.
"Wait til you feel her pussy...!" enticed Tempest. "...it's her best feature!"
"I can fuck her...??" glee Marvin, his hardon standing stiffer than before he came.
"Yeah..., she should be good and loaded too..., I fucked just before I left for Chauncey's! Put about two loads up her snatch, ain't that right bitch? Get up and show my hommie your pussy!" barked Tempest, ordering Shinobi up off the floor.
"Fuk now...?" she asked, looking up past Marvin's monster dick from the ground up.
Marvin grinned as the girl stood up and removed her miniskirt. She laid back on the sofa, throwing her legs up over her head as she reached down and pulled apart her ass cheeks. Marvin's smiled quickly dropped when instead of a wet delicious female pussy, he saw a tiny hard Asian dick and a big gaping red asshole.
"Its all yours hommie..., have fun!" offered Tempest, heading over towards officer Jake whom lay silently on the floor tripping off of the Sextasy pills he was forced to swallow.
Marvin had been hoping to bag a REAL women after nearly a year of fucking nothing but men in prison. While Marvin didn't mind throwing down sexually with guys, he was still a pussy lover at heart. But as much as he really wanted to fuck some woman's wet oven breeder, he wasn't about to pass up fucking one of Tempest Williams' notoriously trained tranny whores. He'd heard a lot about them while working as one of Tempest's low level drug dealers (Chaps-1 throu 12 in Precinct Twenty-Three). Now he had finally come face to face with one, and he was going to make the most of it!
Not far away Jake lay shaking on the floor, the illegal drug Sextasy starting to course through his system as his body began to seriously feel the effects. Tempest walked up to him, stopping before him as Jake saw the size 10" feet stop in front of him. Slowly he looked up into Tempest's cold brown eyes, expecting him to say something. When he didn't, Jake's gaze slowly fell back down on Tempest's crotch. He could see the long 9 and 1/2 inch curved outline of his dick snaking down Tempest's left pant leg. Without saying a word Jake quietly reached up and unzipped Tempest's pants, reaching in to free his manhood. Tempest watched with amusement as Jake licked his lips hungrily, then took his long black dick into his mouth.
"I love a whore who knows his place!" said Pooh, watching Jake hoe himself on Tempest's meat.
Tempest merely stood there as Jake sucked his big dick willingly. Jake knew he'd feel shitty about himself in the morning (if he lived so long). Here he was practically engaged to Maleece Cortez (the 32 yr old police officer missing in action with Malik), and now here he is whoring himself on some drug dealer's big black dick. But the drugs in Jake's system made it hard for him to stay focused as his mind got clouded with the need for sex.
Bobbing his head back and forth he sucked hard and lovingly on Tempest's thug dick, sliding his soft pink lips up and down the long hard shaft as his tongue danced divinely along the underbelly. Tempest knew Jake had had experience sucking dick before by the skillful way he went deeper and deeper until he had nearly all of the drug lord's stiff meat stuffed down his gullet. Tempest could see the hunger on Jake's face as he pressed his face closer and closer to his goal. With only a couple of inches left, Tempest placed his hand on the back of Jake's head and pulled it in. Jake's eyes bulged like saucers as he gagged on the thick curved dick being punched down his throat. Tempest ground his musky pelvis in Jake's pretty white face, churning his sizable man-meat down in the officer's gullet before finally letting go. Jake pulled back quickly until his mouth came completely off the dick, breathing in deeply as the depleted air filled his lungs once again. But Tempest wasn't finished with him yet. He grabbed Jake's head with both hands, then forced his dick back between his gaping lips. Jake was taken completely by surprise as the drug dealer started to brutally, rapidly fuck his face, using his mouth and throat like a punching bag.
Pooh grinned to himself as he watched his partner in crime face rape the kneeling police officer. He didn't know who Jake Valentine was, or what the young 22 year old had been through in his life, but he loved watching the white man's face turn beet red while getting his face pounded mercilessly. Tempest's long dick piston in and out of Jake's gaping mouth, his hairy ball sack slammed repeatedly against the young man's chin. Jake gurgled and choked as the black pipe bent down into the cruve of his throat, stuffing it full again and again as thick juicy gobs of spittle drooled down the corners of his mouth and from Tempest's bouncing balls.
"Damn man, you gonna share any of that white boi...?" asked Pooh, pulling on his own hard meat with anticipation.
Tempest reluctantly pulled himself from Jake's dick hungry mouth as Pooh walked up and fished out his own hardon. Jake's face registered his disappointment when Tempest's dick left his mouth. He lobbed his tongue around his pouty lips as he leaned forward to recapture the wet black snake before him. "Here..., I got sumpthin' for you to suck on...!" said Pooh, grasping the top of Jake's head and forcing it to turn in his direction. Jake saw the new dick come into view, causing his face to light up with excitement.
Jake took Pooh's fat 10 and 1/2 inch wrist thick dick into his mouth and started sucking. "Fuck yeah, man..., this white boi's some kinda find..!" coo Pooh as Jake stretched his lips around the monster dong and bobbed back and forth.
22 year old Jake Valentine knew a thing or two about getting face fucked, having been raped by his former partner (Bruce Gardner [chap-8 of Precinct-23]), by two burly truck drivers and a motel clerk (chap-11 of Precinct-23), his current partner (before they became lovers [chap-21 of Precinct-23]), and four of their fellow officers (chap-23 of Precinct-23). The drugs coursed through his body as his mind became shrouded in lust. Pooh pumped his hips as he started to feed the kneeling officer his dick. Jake swallowed happily as Pooh's thick dick stretched his jaws further than any cock he'd ever encountered. Pooh moved back and forth as he jammed over half his meat into Jake's mouth before running out of room.
Jake's eyes fluttered as his face was stuffed full of black dick. He held his jaw open as far as possible it moved through him. But just as he was getting into the face stuffing, Tempest grabbed his head and yanked it back in his direction, shoving his own drying dick back into its warm home. Jake felt Tempest's cock penetrating his throat, borrowing easily pass the throat muscles as it lay deep in his neck and fucked back and forth.
Across the room Shinobi's asshole was getting a workout of its own as the convict Marvin pumped in and out of her. She lay underneath him groaning as he pressed her knees up to her chest and power fucked her like a lumberjack. Shinobi cried aloud as her mancunt was reformed and reshaped to fit the body builder's massive tool. She thought she had taken quite a fucking from Tempest Williams when first they met, but that was nothing compared to the way Marvin's thick dick stretched her manly cunt.
Marvin fucked into the Asian whore as he climbed up on top of her on the couch, watching her small A-cup sized breasts bounce under the force of his thrusts. Shinobi's eyes fluttered as her head rolled from side to side. She was getting her little pussy fucked royally by the big black convict. How she loved getting fucked by black men. Shinobi was born in Tapani China, but grew up in China Town in Philadelphia. His parents owned a popular restaurant in town, and had hopes of their son continuing in their footsteps of raising children and running the family business. But Chen (Shinobi's boy name) had other plans after seeing some of what life had to offer in gay life. He started giving blow jobs to the guys who delivered to his parent's restaurant, then later started going to some of the gay clubs in town, becoming intrigued by the drag queens whom stole the show every week. Chen became friends with some of them, learning how to apply makeup and dress convincingly in women's clothes. He started getting picked up by guys cruising the clubs areas for action, and ended up getting gang banged in several group parties (usually by Caucasian college students in frat houses). He loved how the non-Asian men in particular seemed to love fucking him, using him for their own perverse pleasure as they dumped gallons upon gallons of cum in him over the years. By the time he met Tempest Williams and learned what men of color could do in bed, he became a bonafide whore for the drug dealer whom approached Chen (now known as Shinobi) and offered to pay for her sex change if she wanted one.
Now (3 months later), she's getting more dick than ever as Tempest and several of his highest level henchmen fuck her on a regular basis.
Marvin watched his dick squeezing in and out of the china girl's asshole as he fucked. Though he wanted his first fuck to be with a real women, Marvin couldn't deny how good SHinobi's asshole felt. He plunged and fucked the hole, beating his balls against Shinobi's ass cheeks when he suddenly felt his dick swell in her cunt. "aawww fuck..." he sighed, not wanting it to end as he started ejaculating inside her.
Shinobi felt the dick pulsating in her, then felt the instant warm gush of hot semen flooding her anal canal. She felt like a real women every time a man came inside her, impregnating her with their potent seeds.
"Aaaaahhh shittt... Damn..!!" cursed Marvin, cumming faster than usual. He pulled his dick from Shinobi's hole, then flopped down on the sofa as he stared at Jake getting face fucked from across the room.
Pooh and Tempest were making a contest out of who could fuck the poor officer's face longer and harder. Tempest held Jake's head in his hands as he hammered in and out of his mouth. By now Jake's shirt was soaked with drool as his numbing face was fucked rapidly. Pooh pulled Jake's head from Tempest's hands as he stuffed his mouth to overflow. Jake merely went along with it as Pooh worked over half his meat inside, splitting the corners of Jake's lips.
"Let's get this bitch's ass inna air..., I'm inna mood to fuck some ass...!"
Continued... ______________________ NPhillydogg@aol.com