Turning Out Pretty Boy - Chapter eight - Spreading the Sunshine Too Far
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TURNING OUT PRETTY BOY
BY COLTON AALTO
CHAPTER EIGHT – SPREADING THE SUNSHINE TOO FAR
On my first night in the prison cell block, Jaxx told me to expect to be passed around to other inmates and some of the guards. So I wasn't all that surprised when it began to happen, particularly given that Aidan had started pimping me out on Friday nights. I'd been in the prison for maybe a month when Jaxx whored my holes to one of Black Godz for the first time. The lucky stud happened to be Jamar.
It happened almost casually one evening after dinner. The two Godz were bullshitting in the yard while Aidan and I stayed a respectful distance away, watching carefully for signs that one of them wanted something. During a pause in the conversation, Jamar gave me a long look, almost like he was seeing me for the first time, and asked, "When you gonna let me use your boi, Jaxx? The little bitch has one helluva nice ass. That and his long blond surfer hair and pretty face won't quit." Aidan frowned and a sullen look crossed his face. I sensed what might have been a tiny bit of jealousy, but of course he kept his mouth shut.
"When do you want him? That boy has an ass made for dick."
"You ain't stretched his boi pussy too much?"
"You tell me after you've boned him. You want him now? We got more than an hour before lockdown."
Jamar gave me a lecherous grin. "Yeah, why not? I think it's time I get my hands around the ho's ass and dip my dick in his cute little boi pussy." He slowly got up and ambled toward the cell blocks, giving me a challenging glare as he passed. Aidan set off after Jamar, and Jaxx gave me a clenched jaws frown and gestured for me to follow.
Inside the cell block, Jamar told the guards that I was gonna fix something in his cell. The only thing I'd be fixing was relieving the pressure on his balls, but the guards shrugged and let the three of us enter. Not knowing what would happen, my heart was beating rapidly.
Once in the cell, Jamar turned to face me, groping his junk. "Jaxx, he know a good piece of ass when he find it. I jus hope he ain't ruined your boi pussy. But I guess we find out." He pulled off his shirt, revealing a huge shelf of muscles across his big chest that I'd seen frequently in the yard, but not up close. He was less slender and more of a body builder than Jaxx, which was probably why he couldn't match Jaxx's ripped abs. He casually pulled his pants and underwear down, stepping out of them and exposing a thick cut shaft that bobbed free. The hunk of man meat curved wickedly to the left, capturing my attention. I didn't think it quite matched Jaxx's monster, but I couldn't tell for sure since it wasn't hard yet.
Jamar grabbed his junk and sneered at me as he squeezed. "Drop those clothes. You're gonna use that white boy ass to get me off. Whut the fuck you think you're here for?"
I was accustomed to moving quickly when Jaxx ordered me around, so I jumped to comply and stripped in two quick motions. Some of the same aura emanated from Jamar that I sensed in Jaxx – the dominance, control, and power of the stud – but it wasn't as strong. Still, I was excited, and the only reason I wasn't boned was that I was nervous.
Still squeezing the base of his cock, he said, "Your pretty mouth any good at giving head? I imagine so. Jaxx wouldn't have it any other way."
It was obvious what the stud wanted, so I wasted no time, dropping to my knees and reaching for his beer can cock. It didn't feel quite as heavy as Jaxx's, but I was still holding a huge slab of dark meat. I began licking, working the head and maneuvering it down my throat. There was none of the ripe taste that I sometimes got from whatever was lodged inside Jaxx's foreskin, or for that matter Aidan's. Maybe I'd been conditioned because the first two dicks I'd sucked were uncut, but I kinda liked the masculine taste and smell of an uncut cock.
My Friday night sessions with my buddy Aidan had demonstrated the wisdom of taking a cock before Jaxx buttboned me, although as Jamar's pole thickened, it crossed my mind that his fat dick rammed up my ass might not be the best way to loosen my hole. Jamar gazed at me as I worked his rod with a bland smile, but he suddenly glanced at Aidan, who was watching the show from the side, and growled, "Get your ass moving. I want the ho's boi pussy ready for my cock." The pale white hayseed slid behind me silently and wrenched my butt cheeks apart. I felt his hot breath on my crack, and moments later he began tonguing my boi pussy. Not what I had expected.
Before I got busted into the prison, I'd made a couple of high school kids rim me, but they were rank amateurs compared to Aidan. He'd never eaten my hole on Friday nights, which made it clear Jamar's assignment wasn't high on Aidan's wish list, although I suspected one of his normal jobs might be eating the ass of a boy Jamar was about to fuck.
For that matter, rimming dudes Jaxx was ready to bone might soon be one of my jobs too. He told me he'd fuck other guys in front of me and I had no doubt that he'd order me to do whatever he thought might make it better for him. It was probably only a matter of time before it happened.
The hayseed knew what he was doing and my focus soon ratcheted back and forth between feeling his tongue drilling into my hole and feeling Jamar's thick, silky cock force open my throat, pressing to one side as it forced its way in. Aidan's rim job felt damn good, and the anticipation of the coming fuck and the thought I was being prepared for it turned me on. My dick responded in a predictable way, rapidly stiffening.
Jamar's fuck stick powered into an impressive erection in my mouth, and under the guise of licking his balls and cockhead, I pulled it from my throat long enough to get a good view. Not quite as long a Jaxx's incredible dick, but probably as thick. The sharp curved added a vaguely threatening flair. It was a sleek black monster that could do a helluva lot of damage. I knew it would hurt, at least at first, but I was also confident I'd get to the point where my boi pussy felt great. Well, maybe cautiously optimistic rather than confident. Jamar's manhood was a dangerous weapon.
The Black God never commented on my oral efforts, but after ramming his rod down my throat for several minutes, he pulled out and circled behind me. Aidan relinquished my hole and Jamar exclaimed, "Damn! That puckered pink hole doesn't look big enough for my dick." Of course, that observation didn't cause him to hesitate, and I prepared myself for the coming assault as he pressed the head of his cock into my hole.
Jamar's dick breached my sphincter and I gasped and grimaced, forcing myself to take deep breaths and relax. He continued to enter me inch by inch, occasionally hissing, "Damn, that's tight." My fuck chute surrendered to him with occasional stabs of pain that caused me to grit my teeth.
His dick was only halfway inside when he pulled out and spit on his rod before forcing it back into me and resuming his slow conquest of my hole. It was only a momentary respite, but it gave my ass time to relax and the monster prick didn't hurt as much. He took possession of the last few inches of my fuck chute with a sudden thrust that made me shudder and gasp.
I knew to not make noise for fear of alerting the guards, but apparently my surprised gasp was too much for Jamar. He grabbed my long hair, wrenched my head back, and snarled in my ear. "Shut the fuck up, bitch! You're taking my big cock and I'm gonna rape your tight boi hole. Arch your back and lemme all the way inside your asscunt. You fucking know how to take black cock!" Never mind that it wasn't rape because I was a willing victim, but if Jamar got off on that, so what? I bent my back like he said, and his thick dick slithered another half inch inside me. I experienced the same feeling of fullness I felt with Jaxx. A Black God had penetrated all the way inside my ass and owned it. Jaxx often said my ass was made for cock and in that moment I surrendered any doubt I had about that face. At that moment I existed solely to serve a Black God by letting him fuck me into tomorrow.
The stud motioned to Aidan. "Shove your dick in the little ho's mouth to keep him quiet. Use the bitch. Go ahead and fuck his mouth. Jaxx say you could." Aidan wasted no time, doffing his clothes and sliding his long dong into my mouth. It was already rock hard and slippery from pre-cum.
Jamar relaxed his grip on my hair and slapped my ass a couple of times, which made considerably more noise than my earlier gasp. "Damn, we got a tight little fuck boi. Little bitch be beggin for dick by the time he's been bred right a couple of times."
Actually, I had already reached the point of begging. I was a total whore for black cock.
Aidan's long thin shaft didn't press against the sides of my throat like Jamar's fat prick, but the horny hayseed soon was face fucking me, joining Jamar in a spit roast of holes. Ironically, he and Jarret had administered my first spit roast not long before, and I wondered if Jamar knew his boy was enjoying my ass every Friday night. I suspected not, in part because I didn't think Aidan would have wanted Jamar to realize he wasn't the first dude Jaxx had given me to.
It was an eye-opening spit roast. For the first time, I was dominated in both ends by big-dicked studs interested only in nutting and juicing my holes with their man seed. I loved how fully Jamar's fat cock filled my ass, and I'd loved Aidan's long skinny rod ever since I'd first seen it, the morning after I got thrown – literally – into the intake cell we shared briefly. It was my first black-white spit roast but I was getting off on it, and I knew it was something I'd hunger for.
My own dick was throbbing and bouncing each time Jamar thrust his big rod into my fuck chute. I was precumming like crazy too. Something about having a big black cock all the way up my ass was a turn on. Well, there was something more than just Jamar's cock, not that his cock alone wouldn't have turned me on. The stud had some of the same sense of power and dominance that I felt from Jaxx. I was owned and controlled by the black hunk of muscle. Having Aidan's long pole in my mouth was hot, too, and I never got tired of scoping out his ripped farmer muscles, even if his body other than his arms and neck was as pale as a ghost. Completely smooth, too, as Aidan shaved everything the way Jamar liked. I'd probably escaped the same fate only because I was mostly smooth to begin with, although maybe Jaxx didn't care.
Aidan slipped into the same slightly sadistic, dominant stud that he was during our Friday night fuck sessions, slapping my face and ramming his pole down my throat. I was okay with it. Well, more than okay. I was disappointed that the two big-dicked inmates had only an hour to pass me back and forth between the two as they took turns abusing my twink twat.
Meanwhile, Jamar decided he liked spanking my ass repeatedly, whether it was due to the echoing sound when he slapped it, the bright red marks left by his hand, or the reminder that he was, for the moment, my daddy. I was like a bronco he kept beating in order to cause it to buck. "Fuck! Goddam tight ass! The slut whore was frigging made to be bred like a bitch! I'm gonna seed his twat!"
Although Jamar had a head start, Aidan nutted first, taking a deep breath and shoving his cock down my throat as it lurched and his load fired into my guts. Happily I got some of his thick cum on my tongue. I loved the taste and texture of the farm boy's ball juice.
Jamar wasn't far behind. I sensed he was getting close and sure enough, he rammed his tool into my hole so hard that I practically swallowed Aidan's softening prick. He continued to thrust into me as his cock spewed ball juice into my hole. Soon sucking sounds were coming from by boi hole as he snowballed me, working his spunk deep into my fuck tunnel.
After firing his load, Jamar wanted my mouth and Aidan was only too happy to have a go at my ass. The dude could get hard superfast after cumming, which he did, fisting his fuck stick back into an erection and shoving it into my sloppy chute. He churned Jamar's big load into cum butter, pummeling my boi pussy as I coaxed Jamar's big monster back into an erection. Aidan seemed to be rushing to nut, and it wasn't long before he spermed my ass, shooting his second load in less than 15 minutes. I soon understood why he'd been in a hurry. Once Jamar was hard again, he reclaimed possession of my asscunt; he wouldn't have waited for his boy toy to finish, and Aidan knew that.
By the time I left their cell, minutes before the inmates were rounded up for the night, two of Jamar's loads were dripping from my ass along with one of Aidan's. I'd also chowed down on two of Aidan's thick helpings of ball juice. I wondered if Jamar would skip fucking the white boy after the lights went out, but if the Black God still wanted a piece of ass, Aidan was in for a long butt pounding, since he'd be cumming for the third time.
I was lightheaded as I slipped into the cell I shared with Jaxx, and when the lights went dark and the King of the Black Godz crawled onto my back, I was quickly overcome and desperate for his cock. Whether he understood that or not, he acted like it, keeping my face buried in my pillow and repeatedly ramming his hard shaft into my sloppy boi pussy. I'd been stretched out by taking three loads, and Jaxx's big tool didn't hurt but instead felt wonderful. My prick was crushed beneath me, ready to spew my boi juice at any moment.
I was on cloud nine as the Black stud settled into a thorough buttfucking of my hole. He drilled into me deeply, pulled out, and slammed back inside me, massaging my prostate and giving me even more of the intoxicating sensation of his dominance and superiority. It was almost mystical, like I was high on booze, dope, and drugs, even though it had been over a month since I had any of that. My ass felt complete and perfect with Jaxx's manhood inside it. He pummeled me for a long time, causing me to cum hands-free before he nutted himself. He stayed inside me, never getting completely soft, before starting round two. This time he stood me up, crushing me against the hard, concrete wall of the jail cell. When he pulled out after seeding me the second time, I happily went through my usual routine – kissing his long, slender feet, carefully cleaning his cock with my mouth and watching him after he dropped onto his bed. I never ceased to love seeing his incredible body naked.
It was the best night's sleep I'd had in prison. Jaxx never said anything about having loaned me to Jamar, but the way the stud fucked me that night made it feel like he was reclaiming his property, making sure I remembered what it was like to be fucked royally, by royalty.
The episode with Jamar broke the dam, and suddenly it was hunting season on my holes. Jaxx made it a regular routine to offer the use of them to one of the Godz. Word got out quickly that he'd declared my ass fair game, and the Black studs lined up to get their rocks off, not that they didn't dump cum in other inmates whenever they wanted. But I was the prize of the moment, the blond twink with the model looks they hadn't yet used as a cum dump.
They universally treated me as a piece of meat, something to be slapped around, fucked hard and spermed deep. I never figured out if that was their normal conduct or if they reserved something special for me due to my ill-advised use of the N-word, my long hair, my pretty boy status, or something else. At least I never suffered a broken bone or anything serious, although I endured an array of bruises.
The worst was when two of the Godz took me at the same time and spit roasted me. They showed off and competed to see who'd deliver the most brutal butt bashing. With two of the Godz rutting in my holes, I got an extra dose of their aura, the sensation I felt around Jaxx – the dominance, control and superiority that was on the edge of my senses. I got a little high from it as they passed me back and forth. When Jaxx delivered the final fuck of my sorry ass later that night, with my knees pressed to the side of my head and my ass pointed toward the ceiling, I felt like I'd been high for hours. I jizzed my own face like two minutes after he penetrated me.
I never figured out what Jaxx got out of giving me away. Maybe it was nothing more than chits for the future. Maybe he was making good on favors the Godz had done for him. Hell, maybe he was just sharing his toy. I had mixed feelings about it. I was convinced no dude could fuck me the way he could and did. I would have loved it if he kept me for himself, but giving me away to the other Godz made the point that he owned me and emphasized that he was the dominant alpha stud and I was a submissive bottom boi. That kinda turned me on, and the idea of getting other cocks in my ass was engaging too.
Meanwhile, the Friday night fucks with Aidan continued. As soon as dinner was over and the dining room cleared out, my buddy guided me to the storage room behind the library and bonked my butt, sliding his long pale dong into my hole and juicing it a couple of times. Another inmate or two would show up and get their rocks off too, in a sort of a United Nations assault on my boi hole. Asian, Latino, Black, white, you name it. Hell, I think I got drilled by an Eskimo, who totally knew how to use an ass. Maybe those long winter nights meant the stud had nothing to do but fuck for hours.
I left the storage room with several huge loads of ball cream in my mouth and several leaking from my boi pussy. I naively assumed Aidan was prison savvy enough not to be pimping me out without Jaxx's permission, but it turned out he had a reckless streak that I hadn't accounted for. After maybe three months, I was bent over the storage room table with a skinny Black boy's buttbanger stuffed in my mouth and Aidan's his long pole all the way up my ass. The Black boy had already nutted in my bum – twice – so it was wet and wide open. Suddenly, he stopped pounding my face and exclaimed, "Fucking shit!" He quickly pulled out and I looked over my shoulder to see what spooked him. Jaxx and Jamar were standing in the doorway looking angry, a basketball stuffed under Jaxx's muscular arm.
Aidan had his back to the door and didn't immediately grasp the danger, but when the Black boy hurriedly grabbed his clothes, Aidan slowed his assault on my sloppy hole. He turned around and froze. I swear he turned even whiter than he usually was.
Jaxx glared at the Black boy and growled, "Git the fuck out of here, boy. I'll deal with you later. And I ain't gonna go easy on you!" The dude blinked and hustled out of the room, not even bothering to put on his shoes or shirt before he split.
The air was heavy with anticipation. I'd never seen Aidan scared as shit, but he was. "Um, Jaxx, I'm really sorry. Really sorry." He licked his lips and said hopefully, "Uh, you said I could fuck Sunshine whenever I wanted."
"I did. I meant it and I'm not gonna go back on my word. But did I tell you that you could whore my boy out to every loser on the cell block?"
"Um, well not exactly."
"Shut the fuck up. Whether it's me or Jamar, you say sir. You know damn good and well I never greenlighted you to whore Sunshine out. What the fuck were you thinking?"
Aidan started to answer, but Jaxx cut him off. "You weren't thinking, white boy, were you? Your fucking tiny brain isn't big enough to think. But I want you to remember what Jamar and I are about to do to you. Every excruciating moment, I want you to realize how bad you fucked up."
Jaxx gave me an angry glare and hissed, "You stay where you are and watch. And don't utter fucking word. Don't open your pretty mouth. You've been on good behavior since you entered gen pop, so we're cutting you a break and not delivering the lesson we're planning for Aidan. But you're not out of the woods and still have to answer for opening your fucking whore hole to every damn inmate around. I'll take care of that tomorrow, understand?"
Wide eyed and in shock, I nodded. Since my first day in gen pop, I'd taken pains not to upset him and had been mostly successful, something that seemed smart with the benefit of hindsight. But I was scared shitless about what he'd do to Aidan and me.
Jamar stepped forward and with lightning quickness delivered a bitch slap to Aidan that would have knocked me unconscious. The white boy barely stayed on his feet, but not for long. "On your goddam knees, slut. You fucked up and you're gonna pay."
Aidan's eyes were glazed but he was soon on the floor, holding his arms behind his back. He was sorta kneeling at attention. He looked like a helpless prisoner of war, reconciled to the coming torture. Jamar whipped out his big black cock and mercilessly shoved it down Aidan's throat. The white boy gagged and choked, but he stayed on his knees, his eyes betraying fear.
The two Godz took turns abusing Aidan's mouth, slapping his face relentlessly as he struggled to deep throat them. Jamar's cock was huge, but Jaxx's was bigger and it was clear my buddy wasn't used to dealing with a fuck stick quite as big as it. Spittle was soon running from his mouth, dripping onto the floor. Weirdly, Aidan's long pole was rock hard, pointing to the ceiling. As awful as the face bashing looked, it crossed my mind that Aidan might be turned on by the scene.
With the Godz' sporting two massive, erect, spit-soaked black rods, Jamar got on the floor and planted Aidan's boy butt on his stiff shaft. Aidan grimaced as he took the big pole, but it was clear – at least to me – that he'd done it before, although maybe not without getting loosened up first. Jamar began guiding his bare butt up and down with his big hands, thrusting up as Aidan dropped down and forcing his big cock all the way inside the white boy's fuck chute.
I wasn't expecting what happened next, and to this day the scene is seared in my mind. Jaxx dropped to his knees behind Aidan, stroked his hard shaft a couple of times, and then aimed his black buttbuster at the farm boy's defenseless hole. It didn't seem possible – his hole was fully occupied and stretched by Jamar's big prick – but Jaxx rammed his cock inside the white boy's hole.
Aidan cried out but the Black Godz never wavered. Jaxx forced his huge monster all the way up the white boy's boi pussy while he screamed at the top of his lungs. Or at least he would have screamed if Jaxx hadn't covered his mouth with a big hand. I was witnessing a brutal assault, all the while thinking that I could easily be on the receiving end of the devastating double fuck. I felt sorry for Aidan, although admittedly he'd taken a stupid chance and, if I went only by his erect dick, he was somehow turned on by the whole scene.
The Godz continued to double penetrate the poor dude, Jaxx repeatedly pulling almost all the way out and then drilling back in with a force that practically knocked the air from Aidan's lungs. I kept expecting Aidan's cock to soften, but it never did. The dude was clearly in agony, but for some strange reason it wasn't impacting his erection. It was a little like his Jekyll Hyde response when he went from being my best friend to abusing me like a brutal bastard. He was suffering from the torture his ass was enduring, but his cock was hard as a rock and bobbing up and down each time his pale white ass endured a brutal thrust from Jaxx's assault weapon.
For me, it was like watching a train wreck in slow motion while being unable to move. It seemed like the assault lasted for hours, but it couldn't have. Jamar nutted in Aidan's ravaged hole first, his white spunk leaking down the Godz' rock hard fuck sticks. Not long afterward, Jaxx added his contribution to the sperm pool. Aidan was exhausted, slumping like a sack of potatoes onto Jamar. The Black God cut him no slack, rolling him over and shoving him to the floor as he rose to his feet.
Naked and with their wet, semihard cocks shining, the Godz looked amazing. Jaxx gave me a long glare, as if to say, "There but for the grace of God go you." He finally said, "Pick your friend up and get him to the infirmary. This is just his first lesson."
I worked there, so I knew it shut down when the prison staff left for the day. Confused, I mumbled, "Um, sir, the infirmary is closed."
"Smart boy. We know it's closed. But he'll be in the right place tomorrow morning when it opens. What you witnessed was just act one." The two mountains of muscle quickly retrieved their clothes and disappeared.
I was worried that Aidan was already seriously injured, even though the Godz apparently had more planned for him, but he snapped out of it, assuring me that he was okay. He was unsteady as we left the storage room and I made sure to keep him upright. The handful of inmates in the library gave us stunned looks, but Aidan glared at them, growling, "What the fuck you looking at!" A couple smirked and a couple averted their eyes.
As we approached the infirmary, Aidan was a little steadier and he pulled away from me. He took a deep breath and said, "Sorry for getting you in trouble. I'm sorry for everything. I had it coming, and I knew what would happen. I'm a fucking shithead. That's why I'm here to begin with."
He gave me a faint smile. "Double fucked by the Godz, huh? I ain't gonna forget that for a long, long time."
"Um, yeah, it looked like it hurt."
"Hurt? My God, it was more painful than anything." He blinked and added, "I'm fucked up, but I wanted it. I wanted those studs to destroy my ass. I almost came while they were double penetrating me. I would have if I hadn't dumped a load in your tight ass first. I could fucking cum right now."
I don't know what came over me, but I guided him into an empty doorway and fished his cock from his pants. Amazingly, he was still semihard. I began stroking his tool, whispering, "Cum. Give me that load." He moaned and I sank to my knees, quickly devouring his tool with my mouth. I deep throated his fuck stick and then began bobbing up and down on it. He shot in like two minutes, juicing my mouth with a huge load of ball juice that I thought would never stop spurting from his long dong. When it was over I rose to my feet, licking my lips, and he exhaled. "God, Sunshine, you are something else. You shudda kneed me in the balls instead of blowing me. Jaxx ain't gonna go easy on you, and it's all my fault. But you have a fucking velvet mouth and a sweet ass that won't stop."
"No worries. No hard feelings, okay?"
"Say that after Jaxx is done with you. I feel really bad about that."
We approached the infirmary, which was normally locked but strangely open. I was surprised to find Jamar there, waiting with his arms crossed over his massive chest and an evil glint in his eye. I had a bad feeling about what was about to go down, but Aidan shoed me away, claiming he was fine. With a wistful look on his face, he sighed. "I love you Sunshine. You're the best. I'm a fucked up shit brain, but you're okay. Whatever happens, I'm really sorry." I didn't feel good about leaving him but had no choice.
In a fog, I made my way back to my cell. As the lights went out it was like any other night. Jaxx appeared at my bedside, grabbed my neck and forced his black rod down my throat. "Suck it bitch."
His rod tasted different, maybe due to Aidan's ass juice or Jamar's babymakers. I worked the monster into a stiff erection in little time, despite the stud having blown his load in the hayseed's abused ass less than an hour earlier. He put me on my back, my ankles on his broad shoulders, rammed his hard pole into my whore hole and delivered a brutal butt bashing. Once again I was thankful that I'd taken Aidan's and the Black boy's dicks in my ass earlier. My hole was sloppy and stretched, and Jaxx's manhood didn't hurt after the first minute or two. In no time my leaky rod was dangling in my face, bouncing each time Jaxx thrust his python into me and threatening to paint my face with my own ball juice. That happened a minute or two before the God seeded me with his spunk. He waited until his cock was done firing cum rockets, pulled out and slapped my bare buns and making my stifle a yell, and then lumbered to bed. I was left to clean up the mess on my face.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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