David

David winced as the huge prisoner pushed his thick, black meat into
his ass. If this was supposed to be punishment, David didn't *want*
to be good. He'd been thrown in the county tank for drunk and
disorderly conduct on the beach, and happened to annoy 'Big Otis'
with his Dorothy Gale impression after 'Lights Out.' "You jess don'
know when to quit, do ya, pretty boy? You just gotta keep on til I
gotta shove my dick so far up yo ass it chokes you, to shut you up."
Otis dug his enormous thumbs in the young man's cheeks, spreading
them so wide, David half-expected him to step in for cocktails. Face
down in his bunk, he adjusted his knees, bracing himself on the metal
frame as Otis rammed him from behind. "You ain't talking much now,
is ya, white boy?" Otis grunted, stuffing his cock deeper. His thrusts
accelerated, driving the smaller man further up against the headbar.
He looked down to watch his massive black cock disappear into the
tiny, white beef-chute, then reappear once more, dragging out the
thin, pink lining of the man's rectum. David gasped. His own erection
had become painfully urgent. He heaved forward on his shoulder and
grabbed his cock, hoping Otis was too absorbed in his own Janet
Jackson fantasy to notice. He stroked it hard, rubbing it against his
belly in rhythm with his own penetration, then wrapped his fingers
around it and pumped it like a piston. Otis was sweating like a
deathrow inmate. His huge nut-sack slapped David's up between his
legs as he buried his pipe and rocketted his load into the man's anus.
David felt the hot, liquid spasm and jettisoned his own product all
over the makeshift bed, then shivered as Otis withdrew. "I think you
shut up now, won'tcha bitch?" David slumped over his pillow,
savoring the throb in his colon. "Yes, Daddy," he replied, ever the
smart-ass. After a pounding like that, he'd sell his ruby slippers..

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