Derek leaned against the metal railing as his grey eyes passed over the crowded cafeteria. With the entire population wearing the same uniform he had to focus on faces in order to differentiate each inmate. His gaze paused once it reached a particular table, and a small smile tilted his lips. It was the color of his hair that made him easy to spot. It look...
While this is mostly a tale of sexual fantasy, it is in some ways based on true events. I'm a great lover of big black cock, and have truly had many wonderful experiences with them. All names have been changed, but I did actually spend 90 days with 5 beautiful black thugs, and did get a taste of some of the delicious dark meat, and at least got to see some o...
No-one uttered a single word during the journey back to the prison and once we arrived the governor just walked away, leaving me with two guards that I had never seen before. Taking one last look over his shoulder the governor stared at me, with a look of disgust and then went through the doors. The two guards waited until the governor was out of sight and...
Back where I come from a misdemeanor can get you to jail if it's repeated for three times in a row. I was stupid enough to commit the same petty offence three times and I had to stay three months in prison. Those were the worst three months of my whole life... In the beginning I could not believe I had been imprisoned. What was I doing with all these crimin...
The first time I met Noah Redflower I'd assumed he was a volunteer. He sat on the front steps of the memorial prison hospice clinic, wrapped in a blanket despite the South Dakota afternoon heat. He was young, tan, with the typical long hair of a Lakota native. "I'm Marc," I said, holding out my hand. I had a black eye and a swollen cheek, part of the reason...
As hard as I had tried not to I must have fell asleep eventually, because all of a sudden I found myself getting of the bed to accept the tray of breakfast that was being pushed through the hatch. I took the tray, went back to the bed and stared at the food before me. A couple of pieces of lukewarm toast, a bowl of soggy cornflakes and a warm mug of coffee...
Moments of tenderness are few inside a male prison institution. That is not because Jails have an insufficiency of love, compassion, companionship and many other things we take for granted when we are cared for. It is a gross oversimplification of a massively complex psychological maze, more because there is so much need, that care must be shared among so ma...
All characters are above the age of eighteen. Here's chapter one of this story. Should I continue? Let me know what you think. ***** I stared out the window of the bus I was on. Nothing but endless desert. Nothing but sand, dried up plants, dangerous animals, and the hot sun for 10 years. My name is Angel Valenzuela. I'm on a bus headed for the Texas Fede...
After pulling a train on his first day in the cell block, Clayton Smithers settled into a life of being regularly and frequently fucked in his highly available and desirable ass. On that epic first day, the new queen serviced at least twenty of his fellow convicts, as many as had been able to get a turn with him over the two hours that they had available. Al...
The nervous young man sat in the corner of his dark cell, waiting to die. His hands trembled as he tried to clasp them in prayer, his full lips quivering as he choked back the tears. He didn't want to die. He was only twenty. His whole life should have been ahead of him. And yet, in a few short hours when the sun rose, he would leave his cell and meet his ex...