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/77 DARKEST DESIRE
Pt-1
22 year old off duty Philadelphia Police Officer Jake Valentine left his Jeep parked outside on the curb as he followed a transsexual hooker named Luscious into one of the rundown looking buildings on Snyder's Drive, --a street known for gay prostitution and drugs.
The building was the same one a tranny named Peaches used to live in (Precinct-23 series). He followed the girls up the steps to the third floor and knocked on a door. She turned and looked Jake up and down, admiring his wholesome white boy good boy looks as she smiled her best come heather grin and said..., "I sure hope you ain't no cop..., cause these guys will kill you on the spot!"
The door flew open before Jake could respond.
"What the fuck is it, Luscious?" asked the angry looking black man standing in the doorway.
"K-lo..., this guy wants to buy some Sexy!" said Luscious, licking her lips as the black man who in turn stared Jake up and down hard.
"Is that so, white boy...?" asked the man, giving him the once over. "You a cop?"
"No..." said Jake wearing a baseball cap, not sure of he should lie.
"Get up against the wall!" yelled K-lo, pushing Jake flat into position as he quickly patted him down from head to toe like a cop would. He checked his jacket pockets, his inseams, his sleeves, his pants pockets (front and back), his legs, his crotch, and his ass mound.
"Care to frisk me next...?" asked Luscious, holding her manicured hands up as she pretended to spread eagle against the wall.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you hoe?" asked the drug dealer, pulling Jake inside. "Take your ass back downstairs before Tempest comes through here and see you ain't making him no money!" he ordered before slamming the door in her face.
Jake looked around the small crummy apartment to find 3 other black guys all sitting around doing nothing. Two were playing video games while the third counted out cash on a kitchen table. Jake saw drugs and guns lying out in plain view, prepared to to into action mode at the drop of a dime. "How much you looking to buy, white boy?" asked K-lo, walking ahead of Jake.
"uh..., I don't uh..., I don't actually have any real money on me..." said Jake, catching ugly looks by all the men in the room. "...but I was hoping I could uh..., work out some kinda deal for a hit..."
"Some kinda deal for a hit...?" asked the dealer, laughing aloud. "White boy thinks he on a TV game show, or something!" he said to his crew. "We drug dealers, homs..., we SELL drugs! We don't work out deals for our shit! Come back when you got some cold hard cash!" rejected K-lo.
"Waitaminute..." said one of the video game players (Smooch). "...I know that mother fucker...!" he said, getting up from his seat as he walked over towards Jake.
"Who is he..." asked K-lo, pulling a gun from his waistband. "...he a fuckin cop, ain't he...???!"
"Yeah..." said the gamer. "...but not the kind you think..., --Tempest has him under control!" said Smooch, recalling vividly. "We fucked him down in Tempest's Basement, remember?"
"Oh shit...!!" said K-lo, relaxing his hold on the gun. "You right! This that cop Tempest had us run a gang bang on!" he recalled, flipping off Jake's cap. "What the fuck you doing here, cop? You hooked on Sextasy now...? Or you hooked on all that big black dick your ass was getting?!" he laughed, joined by his friends.
"Both." admitted Jake, shamefully as he lowered his head. "I haven't had a fix since I left Tempest's place..., and I'm jonzing for a hit..., --of both Sextasy and black cock!"
"Damn..., that's fucked up..." said K-lo, before bursting into laughs at Jake's expense. "So you drove down here into the ghetto to get yourself some drugs and some black dick?" they laughed, too amused for words. "Tempest done strung that ass out...?! Now you ain't nothing but a white trash cumdump cop?!"
"What you willing to do for a hit...?" asked Smooch, rubbing his crotch. He remembered how good Jake's ass and mouth was as he anticipated getting more.
Jake licked his lips...
"Whatever you want..." he said, willingly.
"Yo..., call up the homboiz..., looks like we got some cop ass to bang tonight...!" declared K-lo.
Pt-2
Jake looked nervous as a few of the drug dealers pulled out their cell phones and began calling up friends. Jake had hoped to suck and fuck one or two dealers for a quick fix, keeping his addiction under wraps and out of scandal, but it seemed these guys were about to turn his quick fix into a circus.
"Take off your fuckin clothes, white cop..., we not used to seeing you dressed!" ordered K-lo, wanting to see Jake naked.
Jake slowly started to take off his clothes as the drug dealers crotches bulged. Jake didn't recognize a single one of them, realizing he must had been totally out of it while they took turns fucking him in Tempest's Basement.
He stripped down naked, his white body sticking out like a sore thumb in the midst of the 4 black men. "Get down here and suck this dick!" ordered K-lo, stroking his manhood as Jake got down on his knees before him and submissively opened his mouth.
Jake took the dick inside, feeling it fill his mouth instantly. The flaccid rubbery penis slowly started to inflate, getting fatter and longer as Jake sucked it to full stiffness. "Shit man..., ain't nothing like having your own white cop dick sucker doing door to door blow jobs!" laughed K, watching Jake struggle to swallow his dick.
"This white boy's used to black dick..." said Smooch, only 17 years old. He pulled down his pants to reveal his own 7 inch hardon, eager to get it back up inside Jake's body. "...Tempest had him fucked around the clock..., keeping him high and honed up on Sexy! It's a wonder he's not foaming at the mouth for drugs...!"
"Gimme a couple of minutes with him..., he'll have foam in his mouth soon enough!" laughed K'lo, fucking Jake's face.
None of the dealers cared about Jake's background as a star football player in high school, they didn't give a rat's ass that he'd received accommodations from the city for helping expose corrupt cops in his Precinct, and they certainly didn't give a fuck that Jake's clean reputation as an honest cop was about to go down the drain if his addiction ever became public knowledge. All these black drug dealers cared about was stuffing the white Officer's mouth and ass with dick, and filling his holes with loads of hot cum so they could brag about it back to their friends and homboiz in the hood.
Jake bobbed his head back and forth on K-lo's dick, taking more and more of it into his talented throat. An accomplished cock sucker now (thanks to his boyfriend Maleece and Tempest Williams), he was able to get most of K-lo's dick down his throat as he mashed his nose into the dealer's pubic bush. He was on his knees when he felt Smooth anointing some kind of lubricant between his smooth ass cheeks.
Smooth pressed his young fingers up into Jake's ass easily, testing the elasticity of the hole before dropping down to his knees behind Jake and presenting his hardon up to the cop's backdoor.
Jake felt the teenager's dick slid into him just as K-lo grabbed his head and started to serious hump his face. Jake felt the black dick sliding down his throat with every intake, the head and several inches of shaft sliding straight down his gullet.
From behind Jake could feel young Smooth's dick in his ass. The youngster held him firmly about the waist as he ground himself inside before fucking in and out. Jake's asshole was quite used to dick by now, so Smooch had no difficulty fucking back and forth as he sheathed his manhood in Jake's lush backside.
Jake's own cock was hard from the moment he entered the apartment. He drove around town for hours, blowing off the courtroom hearings earlier in the day to focus on him own needs. He tired to fight the addictions cruising through his veins, but in the end he was too weak to fight it. He wondered how on Earth would he be able to go back to life as normal with Maleece if he's addicted to sex and Sextasy? Would Maleece still want him after he discovered he'd been gang raped by tens of men from Tempest's army of delinquents?
Jake knew there would be no going backwards as he felt K-lo grip on his head tighter as he humped forth and spewed a river of cum straight down into his throat. Jake could feel the sperm shooting from the pulsing dick, coating his throat and stomach in warm sludge as the older dealer pulled free.
Smooch continued fucking as another drug dealer stepped up, pushing his own hard dick between Jake's willing lips. Jake accepted the dick as Smooth picked up the pace in his ass. He'd just watched Jake swallow K-lo's load, and was now watching him work on Keith's dick. Keith allowed the Officer to suck him, but it was the cop's ass that he really wanted. He waited until Smooch came, pounding the Officer up the ass until he panted the inner walls of Jake's rectum with his teenage sperm.
Keith pulled from Jake's mouth and led him over to the sofa he and Smooch had been playing video games on. He pushed Jake down on his back over the arm, and shoved his dick right up into the cop's ass. Jake gasped as the thug's dick penetrated him deeper than Smooch. Keith held onto Jake's open legs as he fucked in and out, slicing his meat through the cum slick rectum. Jake watched the forth man (a heavyset brutha) walk in from the kitchen, fresh from counting tonight's take as he pulled his dick from his pants and popped it into Jake's waiting mouth.
"You want some free drugs..., you're gonna have to work for it!" he said, watching Jake's thin pink lips envelope him.
Jake lay back on the arm of the couch as the two men used him. He found himself quickly falling back into habit as his brain went into sexual overdrive (without the drugs). He heard a knock at the front door as K-lo allowed more men inside. They all laughed when they saw the white boy cop getting fucked like a bitch. Jake was vaguely aware that Keith had cum in him when he felt another dick invading his body. The drug dealer from the kitchen pulled out of his mouth and shot his nut all over Jake's pretty white face just as Jake looked up to see Luscious fucking him. "Told you I could do both, Honey...!" she said as she boned him with her 9 inches, her sizable breasts falling spilling out of her loose fitting top as they popped into the open and dangled over for all to see.
Jake reached up and squeezed them in his hands, reminded of Peaches just as warm cum shot out across his face.
All night Jake was fucked. The drug dealers were nice enough to give him Sextasy while he was getting gang banged. Jake felt himself floating on a cloud again as black cock after big black cock entered his ass, cumming inside and on him, making his body reek of the pungent smell of sperm.
Pt-3
By 6am Jake found himself awakened on the floor, sprawled between naked men and she-girls whom lay all around him, all apparently having had a piece of his marvelous ass. Jake struggled to his feet as he searched the room for his clothes. Only K-lo was awake to see Jake fumbling about. He walked up to the Officer as he tumbled with getting his foot in his pant leg. "Here you go, cop..." said K-lo, stuffing a bag of Sexy in Jake's jacket pocket. "...you deserve this after the party we had with you last night!" smiled K-lo. "If ever you find yourself wanting to leave the police..., you could always come back here and work for us as one of Tempest's street bitches! Tempest would love having an ex-cop work the strip! Just think of all the black dick and Sexy you could get on a daily basis! Don't that sound good to you?" asked K-lo, tempting Jake's weakness.
Jake said nothing in response as he staggered out the door. The morning sun was just starting to peak up over the building tops as he found his Jeep (surprisingly) still parked along the curb. He got in behind the wheel as he tried to clear his head enough to drive. His body was sticky with cum, causing his clothes to stick to him like glue. He started the ignition as he slowly (cautiously) pulled off of the curb and drove home.
Pt-4
THE PHILADEPHIA COURTHOUSE
Reporter: "Testimony is expected to wrap up today in the case of Philadelphia verses Dennis Ellis, the former Warden indicted for selling inmates he was entrusted to look after for profit on the black slave market! Marvin Rollins gave damaging testimony that he saw Ellis selling slaves first hand while a member of the prison gang the Mandingos! Rollins story was collaborated by former prison Guards Reggie Reinhold and Carl Peachtree, both indicted for the murders of 4 Philadelphia Police Officers assigned to protect Rollins while waiting to testify Ellis' in trial! Reinhold and Peachtree are also shown on sex tapes retrieved from Ellis' personal laptop recovered from his Chamber of Horrors, where he and some of his prison Guards apparently raped and molested prisoners sexually! "Today two undercover Police Officers [whose identities are being withheld hidden from public records] whom were assigned to spy on Ellis' questionable actions behind bars, are scheduled to testify that they were allegedly captured by Ellis and his men and shipped off to one of these Slave Camps! Testimony is expected to be graphic when these 2 Officers take the stand behind closed doors to the media and spectators! We'll tell you more as the trial unfolds! I'm Chad Bradley for Action News!"
Pt-5
The media was frenzied trying to get photos of the Officers slated to testify in Ellis' trial. Police Commissioner Bradley, the Mayor, and Captain McConnell all plead "no comment" upon entering the Courthouse.
McConnell was finally allowed to see his two fallen Officers as he was escorted into one of the small waiting room by the city Prosecutor.
"Malik...! Maleece...!" yelled McConnell, rushing in to greet them. Lawyers for the Prosecution sat back joyously, watching the reunion as the 3 men hugged, patted each other's backs and shook hands. Tears flew as emotions ran high. Malik hugged McConnell longer than Maleece, his body nearly trembling as he held onto the older Captain for strength.
"Can we have a moment...?" McConnell asked the Prosecution team.
"Sure..." said DA Putman, signaling for his team of lawyers to pile out into the crowded hall. "...but we still need to debrief these men on their testimonies..., we don't want any surprises on the stand!"
McConnell waited until the DA left the room before he started to question his Officers...
"What the hell happened...??! Are you two alright? I mean REALLY alright...?" asked McConnell, concerned.
"Well..., we good as could be expected..." said Malik, speaking for both men. "There were dozens of slaves out there, David...! The FBI is still trying to round them all up and figure out who's who and where they came from! And the captors were families...! Men, wives, fathers, husbands, mothers..., the men sexually tortured inmates and passerbys who just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time while their families went on with life as usual! They took them, stole them, kidnapped them, raped them, and sold them for money! I never felt so cheap and used before in my life!" explained Malik, emotionally.
McConnell touched his arm, wanting to show more emotion but wanting to keep his true feeling under wrap. "I've spoken to the Commissioner about reinstating you as a Detective..." said McConnell, capturing Malik's undivided attention. "...he's willing to go on record saying that you were working as a Corrections Officer undercover if you're willing to come back to the Police Force...!?"
"Hell yeah...!!" excited Malik, "...chances are I no longer have a job at Piedmont anyway...!"
And what about you, Maleece...? How are you holding up after your ordeal?" he asked.
"Where's Jake...?" asked Officer Cortez, needing to see his lover's face.
"I gave Jake a few days off for the trial..., he should probably be here shortly...!" said McConnell, unsure. "I can't imagine what you two must've been through...!" he added, feeling Malik's shame and Maleece's pain. "But rest assured that we're doing everything within our power to make sure Ellis gets what's coming to him! He's not going to worm his way out of this one!"
Pt-6
After closing remarks (the Prosecution painting Ellis as this viscous tyrant with no human regard for anyone but himself while the Defense painted him as a loving father a dotting husband a good cop and a great partner & former friend to Police Captain David McConnell) the Jury was sent into deliberations by the Judge who reminded them that they were to put personal feelings aside and only vote on "the evidence at hand!"
The twelve Jurors walked out of the Courtroom and into deliberations with the city waiting with bated breathes.
Malik and Maleece was allowed to go home after their testimonies. Malik waited around until after closing remarks while Maleece bee-lined his way home to find Jake as soon as he was off the stand. He was escorted to his house by police whom welcomed him back. He got the spare key out of his hiding place after noticing Jake's Jeep parked out front. There was no answer when he called home, nor when he called out Jake's name upon entering.
Maleece scanned the house, noticing items which would indicate Jake was home (car keys, house keys, scattered clothing, favorite leather jacket, etc). Quietly he crept up the steps, his heart racing as he neared the front bedroom door. He could see a towel left on the floor from where Jake must have showered earlier. Maleece stepped over the mess as he walked into the bedroom to find his lover lying safely, sleeping soundly in bed.
Maleece thanked his lucky stars as he fell to his knees beside the bed and started to weep. Jake (foggy with sleep) heard the gentle crying and woke up to find Maleece kneeling beside him. Jake rolled over and hugged Maleece's head, pulling him up onto the bed as they cradled each other in tears and comfort. Eventually they fell asleep that way, holding each other warmly as they allowed exhaustion to consume them.
Pt-7
McConnell escorted Malik to his West Philly apartment, talking to him privately in the car as he listened to all the horrible things that happened to him and Officer Cortez during captivity. Malik told the Judge and Jury how he was caged, shackled, raped, and tortured at the hands of various men. But what Malik didn't tell the Courts was that during his abduction, the one bright spot that kept him going was the hope of seeing the good Captain again. McConnell blushed as Malik poured his heart out, confessing his deepest feelings as a result of the stress he suffered in captivity.
"It's funny..." he said, sitting in the passenger side of McConnell's car. "...I didn't really see what I had when I had it! I took you for granted..., took our relationship for granted! I didn't appreciate what you did for me..., --helping me deal with the rape Marvin Rollins first inflected on me!" he said (referring to scenes from Precinct-23). "The more you tried to help me, the harder I pushed you away! I finally realized now after all the counseling sessions I've had with the psychiatrist, that I gravitated towards Marvin, --my attacker, because his aggression allowed me to continue to see himself as a straight man who was being forced into sexual intercourse with a dominate male top. I wasn't mentally mature enough to handle making love to another man like I did with you..., Marvin's aggression allowed me to keep my heterosexuality after the act!
"Malik..." interrupted McConnell, bashfully. "...all of this is water under the bridge...!"
"No, David..., I HAVE to say this..., its for a reason...!" explained Malik, wanting to get things off his chest. "See..., back then I was unable to face my true feelings! I hid behind my rape, using it as a crutch to keep from coming to terms with what I really felt! But since the abduction..., not knowing if I'd ever see you again..., I finally realized what means the most to me! I don't want to leave here without telling you how I really feel..., --that you mean more to me than nearly anyone I've ever known!"
"Malik..."
"Please David, let me finish...!" insisted Malik. "I know you still have feelings for me! I can't count how many times you've told me you loved me! And I could feel it every time you've said it! But I'm not scared to face it anymore! I'm not afraid to let myself admit what I've been feeling ever since the first time we make love...!"
Malik paused as he and McConnell both took deep breaths. "...I love you, David! I really, truly, honestly love you! And I'll do whatever I have to do to get back together with you! I know I fucked up! It was ME all the way! I cheated, I lied..., I pushed you away when all you tried to do was help! And I'm sorry! I'm sorry for everything I said, everything I did, for every time I make your life hell or made you worry about me unnecessarily...!"
"You don't owe me any apology..."
"I do!" interrupted Malik. "I owe you so much MORE than that!" he said sincerely. "I know I've put you through a whole hellovalot..., but I was wondering..., if you still wanted me..., you know, as a lover for a second time around..., I promised to work harder to make it work!" pleaded Malik, whole heartedly.
"Malik..." grinned McConnell, nervously. ...I don't doubt anything that you say..." he said, hesitantly.
"But...?" said Malik, sensing resistance.
"But you DO remember I'm WITH someone...!?"
"Andrew...!" recalled Malik with an ironic chuckle.
"What's so funny about Andrew...?" inquired McConnell, curiously.
"Nothing..." signed Malik, looking away. "...it's just that I was the one that got you two together..., and now here he's the one keeping up apart!"
"Malik..., Andrew's not keeping us apart...!" said McConnell.
"Can you honestly look at me and say that you love Andrew more than me...??" asked Malik, regretting his question as soon as he said it.
"It's not a question of who I love more..." said McConnell. "...Andrew has done nothing wrong to make me turn my back on him...!"
"And I have...!" said Malik, reaching for the door handle.
"Malik...!" called McConnell, grabbing his arm to keep him put. "...there's no reason why we can't stay friends the way we are...!"
"Unless I need more...!" resisted Malik.
"That's not fair! I gave YOU all the space you needed when you walked out! The least you could do is give me the same time I've given you to work out my affairs...!" argued McConnell.
"And THEN...?" asked Malik, holding his breath for an answer.
McConnell opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. "I'll see you in Court tomorrow...!" said Malik, getting out of the car, McConnell watched Malik walk up the steps to his apartment building before starting his engine and driving home to his boyfriend.
Malik went into his building. So much mail had accumulated in his mailbox that the Postal Worker had a hard time closing the mailbox door. Malik walked up to his apartment as he scanned over past-due bills and eviction notices. He'd have to call the Landlord and explain his situation in the morning. When he got up to his floor, he reached into his pocket for his key when he realized all of his personal items were still missing. He was just about to knock on the neighbors door to get the Landlord on the phone when he suddenly realized he heard the television on in his apt. Malik knocked on the door curiously. "Who is it...?" asked a male's voice.
"It's Officer Malik..., --I live here!!" yelled Malik through the door.
He heard the latches being unlocked before Manny Michaels (last seen in chap-19, pt-3..?) swung the door open to greet him.
"Where the FUCK've you been, man...??!" he asked, wrapping his arms around Malik as he openly hugged him in the hallway. "I've been trying to get a hold of you for weeks! I had to tell your Landlord that I was your brother for him to let me into your apartment!"
"uh..., thanks..." said Malik, making a mental note to inform his Landlord that he is an only child.
"So where the hell you been...??!" asked Manny, closing the door behind Malik as he wandered into his own apartment.
"Undercover..." answered Malik, leaving out much of the details.
"And you couldn't let your Landlord know you were going to be away?" asked Manny, suspiciously. "I HAD to pay you last month's rent just to keep him from putting a pad lock on your door!"
"Thanks Manny..." said Malik, realizing he was now 2 months behind in rent. "I'll write you out a check...!"
"I ain't worried about the money...!" said Manny, grabbing Malik by the arm. "...we can work out a payment arrangement anytime..." he said, pulling the shorter man into his arms.
"Manny..., I'm not in the mood right now..." resisted Malik, pulling away.
"Since when has that stopped you?" asked Manny, unsympathetic. "I've been worried about you..., the least you could do is show me some affection back!" he said, before burying his face in Malik's neck and grabbing two huge hefty handfuls of his ass cheeks.
Malik didn't resist this time as he thought about all the things on his mind. Having meaningless sex with Officer Michaels just might be what he needed right now as he gave in and allowed the older man to seduce him.
Manny met Malik back when Malik was still a Police Officer. Malik had gone to the Roundhouse (Police HQ) to see a prisoner (Marvin Rollins). Manny was a Guard at the Roundhouse, and was the one who escorted Marvin to see Malik in one of the private interrogation rooms. After a few curious meetings, Manny decided to keep an eye on Malik, sensing his visits with Marvin were more than professional. His hunch proved right when during one "visit" he peeked in to see Malik riding the prison's dick like a cheap whore (back in Precinct-23's chaps-23 & 25). Ever since then Manny's been fucking Malik, first through blackmail, then through barter, then out of sheer necessity. What started off for Manny as a quick fix for a lack of female pussy, quickly turned into an obsession as he had never met a woman as hungry for dick as Officer Malik Jones!
Malik could feel the length of Manny's manhood snaking down his thigh as they pressed together. Manny ground into him, his long stiff dick pulsating down his leg with anticipation of the tight ass to follow.
Malik broke the hug as he pushed Manny away. At first Manny thought Malik was rejecting him again, until he saw the familiar smoldering look in Malik's lust filled eyes as Malik turned away and walked towards his bedroom, taking off pieces of clothing as he went. Manny quickly followed, following suit as he started to peel off clothing on his way into the bedroom.
He watched Malik walk ahead of him, his perfectly shaped ass cheeks twitching as he walked. In the bedroom Malik sat down on the edge of the bed as Manny walked up to meet him, his stiff 11 inch dick swaying before him like a huge pendulum.
Malik bent forward and took the dick in his mouth, surrounding the meaty shaft with his wet orifice. Manny Michaels sighed as his dick was enveloped, the tunnel which was Malik's mouth was like being in a whirlwind.
Maliked sucked back and forth, allowing the dick to fill his oral cavity completely. During his days up at the Slave Camp he learned a lot about opening up and accepting, he opened the back of his throat and snaked his lips down the rock solid shaft of Manny's meat until he nose was buried in Manny's bush. Manny groaned erotically as his entire dick was sheathed in Malik's convulsing throat. Manny couldn't help grabbing Malik's head and fucking his face, ramming every inch of his dick down the tube like runway.
Normally Malik would have gagged on Manny's 11 inches, but his new talent allowed him to let the Roundhouse Officer to fuck his throat at his own accord. Malik found a way to breath while getting throat fucked without having to disturb the dick down his windpipe. Manny was able to lock his hands around Malik's head and ride, hammering his entire shaft in and out without once removing the head from the throat.
"Aww shit...!" moaned Manny, feeling his nuts knot. "...I'm gonna cum, man...!!"
Malik was surprised to feel Manny's dick swell and pulse in his throat so soon. He could feel the warm injections of cum shooting down into his belly as the Officer moaned and groaned overhead. Malik merely accepted the cum rush, letting it flow naturally. Manny withdrew his long rod only after he was certain he was done feeding.
"Shit man..., where the fuck were you working undercover to learn that trick...??!" he asked, astonished. Malik simply grinned sheepishly as he lay back in bed and raised his legs invitingly.
Manny needed no more invitation than that as he quickly fell to his knees and pressed his face up between Malik's ass cheeks. Malik sighed, having missed the simple pleasures in life while abducted. He spread his legs, loving the feeling of Manny's long tongue sliding across and eventually in and out of his manhole.
Manny used his tongue to drill straight through Malik's relaxing anal ring, feeling the muscles give way as he sucked hard and long on the hot hole.
"Fuck me, Manny..." whispered Malik, needing it badly as he pulled Manny up by the head and shoulders. "...come on man..., give me that dick...!"
Manny wasted no time getting between Malik's legs and aiming his dick up to the hole. Malik sighed aloud as the dick sank into him, inch by 11 inch.
Manny groaned as Malik's manhole swallowed him up whole. He sank in easily up to the balls, grounding his manhood around inside his former roommate's roost.
Malik widened his legs as he gave Manny a better target to fuck. Manny watched Malik's facial expressions turn from lustful to dreamy as his bottom was filled to capacity. Manny started to slowly pump in and out, enjoying the warm moist feeling Malik's body offered. "Damn I missed plugging this hole...!" he sighed, humping his hips back and forth.
Malik grunted rhythmically as Manny pumped through him, taking long strokes as he used his entire dick length to slice through a suctioning rectum. Even Malik was surprised at how quickly his anus healed after the frequent attacks it sustained at the Prison Camp. But after nearly two years of intense fucking with the inmate Marvin Rollins (plus periodic fucks here and there with other men) Malik found his asshole hungrier than ever as it gobbled up Manny Michaels' dick like a junior snack.
Manny couldn't get over how good Malik's asshole felt. It had always been good, but now it felt like sinking his dick in chiffon velvet. He was glad he had already cum down Malik's throat, or else he'd be losing his load right here right now. He hooked Malik's legs under his biceps and began pumping in and out harder and faster. Malik worked the dick shaft with his anal ring, milking it like a mouth as the muscles sucked the shaft with slick but strong force. Manny couldn't help but fuck deeper, wanting to crawl all the way up inside Malik's asshole. He began to pick up the pace, knowing Malik liked it rough. He slammed his pelvis down into the younger Officer's ass, spearing him with 11 inches of pure black meat.
"Slow down..." warned Malik, looking up into Manny's face. "...no need to kill it!"
"Thought you liked it rough...?" said Manny, churning his dick around in the hole.
"I've had enough rough..." said Malik, thinking of McConnell.
"Suit yourself...!" said Manny, slowing down his stroke, taking his time to enjoy the contours of Malik's insides. His dick felt like it was being dipped in warm pudding, the silky smooth interior massaging and caressing his dick length from tip to base like a soft leather glove.
He pulled Malik over on top of him, keeping their bodies connected dick to ass. Malik maneuvered himself on top, settling his ass dead center as he adjust his balance on his feet. He ground his ass down on Manny's dick, churning that 11 incher around in his gut. Slowly he started to bounce his ass up and down, feeding his own asshole as he gained control of the fuck.
"Gimme that pussy...!" said Manny, watching Malik get started. He watched Malik happily impel himself over and over. Malik threw back his head in ecstasy as he rode Manny, his butt cheeks banging into Manny's crotch with every downward thrust.
Malik's dick lay hard over Manny's stomach. No matter how many times Manny fucked Malik up the ass, he still couldn't believe a man would let another man fuck him, particularly someone like Malik, whom didn't show any outward signs of gayness or homosexuality. Whatever drove Malik to give up his booty for a hot fuck, Manny hoped it would continue for a long long time as he lay there and watched his dick get swallowed up by Malik's hungry ass.
Malik groaned erotically as he fucked himself on Manny's dick. It was like he had this need inside him, so growing itch that only a hard dick could scratch. He balanced himself by holding onto Manny's ribcage, fucking himself harder as he bounced faster. Manny could see Malik growing more anxious as he moved on top of him. His slick anus slid up and down the full length of Manny's dick, his beautiful brown buttock slapping into Manny's balls as he took the full length again and again. "Yeah man..., fuck yourself on that dick..." sighed Manny, loving the sight before him. He knew Malik never liked being what he was..., that he preferred to be a straight man chasing pussy like he was before Marvin's rape. But there was something inside him that needed a dick, a good strong pounding to keep him centered. Manny was always more than happy to give Malik what his body craved. He would still have Malik as a roommate had Malik not insisted on moving out. He was perfectly fine with the arrangements they made with Malik giving up his ass for rent. But Malik wanted his independence back, so he moved hoping that would gain him some of what he was lacking inside.
Manny didn't care much for Malik's state or mind, he wasn't one to analyze someone's reasons as much as their actions. He couldn't have cared less why Malik was giving up ass, so long as HE was the one getting his fair share.
Manny watched with amusement as Malik reacted to getting fucked, his breathing quickening as his dick started to pre-cum with excitement. He seemed to lose all sense of self as he rode the dick harder. Manny gripped onto his waist, thrusting up into Malik's ass. Malik grunted aloud as the dick speared him too deeply. He reached down and stroked his own manhood, instantly shooting thick white creamy streaks of cum across Manny's stomach. "Yeahhh..., got your load...!" smiled Manny, rolling Malik back onto his back as he resumed control. He pushed Malik's legs up to his chest as he started to pump hard into the ass beneath him. Malik surrendered easily as Manny took over. He fucked hard into Malik's ass, driving all of his manhood inside mindlessly.
Malik accepted the hot hard fucking. He lay back and willingly allowed his ass to be used. Manny didn't stop drilling his asshole until he felt his own dick starting to swell. "Aww shit...!" he screamed, losing his second load inside the Officer. Malik milked his dick, squeezing his anal ring around the plunging rod as Manny fell on top of him, breathing heavily as he rested to regain his strength.
Malik hesitantly wrapped his arms around Manny's back, caressing him gently as his dick slowly deflated inside him. His body was there but his mind was elsewhere, focused on Captain McConnell and his lover Andrew Roberts..., --wondering what it would take to break them up?
__________________________________________________________________________ For all those concerned, I intend to end the series somewhere on or around chap-80. NPhillydogg@aol.com