From my bunk I could see into the cell across from mine.
It was occupied by this sweet looking blond kid with an
angelic face and cute bubble butt. He was new to the county
lock-up, and judging from the fear in his huge, blue eyes, it
was safe to assume this was his first time behind bars.

As usual in mid-July, the cells were hot as hell. The
dim light from the corridor cast a soft, warm glow over the
boy's resting body. The only thing he wore was a pair of
boxer shorts. The rest of his slender body lay exposed.

My mind began to wander as I laid staring at the new
kid. He couldn't have been more than eighteen. I could
hardly wait for morning to arrive so I could check him out,
close up, in the showers. In the mean time, I could only
rely on a vivid imagination to fulfill my fantasy, and the
lust burning between my legs.

Pressing my naked body against the cool steel, I stuck
my eight inch cock between the bars. My man flesh pinged
like a homing beacon, lusting for the vibrant, young flesh
that lay so near, but was impossible to reach. A generous
flow of pre-cum lubricated my hand as I vigorously slapped my
throbbing pud. The lewd sound of wet, pounding cockmeat got
the kid's attention. Only his head turned to investigate the
seductive sloshing of my jacking off. His sensual eyes
widened as he stared down the muzzle of my loaded weapon.

"Show me your cock, kid. I want you so bad. This is
for you, sweet thing," I grunted, as I launched long
whipping strands of gooey spunk into the corridor.

The kid turned away, refusing to acknowledge my gesture
of friendship, but I wasn't insulted. I knew he was scared.
His fear would pass, once I took him under my wing.

The current population in lock-up was down, there was
just me, three other inmates and the kid. It made the job of
protecting my prize a whole lot easier. I wasn't about to
share that cherry ass with anyone. He was all mine.

The next morning all eyes were on the kid as he stepped
naked into the shower. Christ, he had a body that would have
given a straight arrow a hardon, and I wasn't altogether
straight to begin with.

It didn't take long for a couple of the guys to put some
moves on the young, fresh meat. They quickly had him pinned
in a corner groping his firm, silky, baby smooth ass.

"Please stop," the kid pleaded, attempting to push their
hands away. Fortunately my reputation had preceded me. I
got the dogs to heal by simply clearing my throat. With his
back to the wall, he stood cowering, hands cupped tightly
over his budding manhood. Terrified eyes expressed his
silent gratitude.

"Don't worry," I said, putting my hand on his trembling
shoulder. "You can relax. They won't be bothering you
anymore.

"I guess I should thank you," the kid stammered,
dropping his hands to reveal his alluring cylinder of boy
meat.

"That's a start," I said, admiring his uncut cock. He
was the most beautiful person I'd seen in a very long time.

"I guess if you want to".... I put my fingers to his
soft, full lips, stopping him before he could finish his
thought. His expression was one of naive bewilderment. I
wanted him so bad I thought I would burst apart at the seams,
but now was not the time, nor the place.

"We can talk later. Right now, you'd better get your
shower. You've only got ten minutes."

The kid and I stood side by side, lather rippling down
our bodies. I couldn't get over how his smooth, wet skin
seemed to glow. To make him feel more at ease, I tried to be
discreet in my observations, but I wasn't overlooking a
single inch of his glorious body.

With envious greed, I watched his soapy hand glide down
his flat, washboard abdominal to tend his luscious limp
organ. I held my breath as his thin fingers retracted the
generous flap of soggy foreskin sheathing the crest of his
cock. The water cascaded down his satiny torso, washing over
his sensitive, purple knob with a cleansing caress that made
him shiver. The wispy tuft of blond man fur surrounding the
root of his ivory tool lay wet, and matted, against his pubic
bone. His tender, young balls hung low in their velvety
pouch, weighted heavily with his abundance of succulent boy
cream. I was deeply obsessed by the spell this teenage jock
had cast over me.

The kid tried to divert his eyes from the thick slab of
horse meat rising up between my hairy thighs, but I caught
him staring. I sensed the adolescent-like curiosity
trembling in his hands as he fondled the slippery mounds of
his narrow, round buttocks.

I was met with little resistance as I reached for his
hand and placed it on my hot, pulsating cock. "You like
dick, don't you, kid?" I asked. He pulled his hand away, but
I knew the truth. I could see it swelling between his legs.
I put my mouth to his ear. "Don't worry, so do I. Your
secret is safe with me."

That night I made a deal with the guard that would allow
me to visit the kid in his cell. My intentions were purely
sexual, and the guard knew it, but that sort of thing
happened around this place all the time. A few bucks in the
hands of the right guard, and you could have any piece of ass
in the joint.

When he heard his cell door open, the kid sat up,
drawing his knees up against his chest. he didn't seem at
all surprised to see me. He may have been young, and
beautiful, but he obviously wasn't stupid. I could tell just
by looking into those baby-blues, he knew exactly why I was
there.

The cell door closed behind me and the guard left us
alone. "What's your name, kid?" I asked.

"Patrick. And you are?"

"Simon.

"How long have you been in here, Simon?"

"Six months."

"I appreciate what you did for me, you know, this
morning in the shower."

I sat down on the bunk beside him, putting my hand on
his knee. "Glad to be of service, kid. I don't think you'll
have anymore trouble with those guys. They know not to fuck
with me."

I felt goose bumps rise up on his hairless skin as my
hand crept up his thigh. "I saw you last nigh in your cell,"
he said. "I've never seen another guy jack off before."

"Welcome to jail, Patrick. You're probably going to
wind up seeing a lot of shit you've never seen before."

My hand had nearly reached his crotch when he jumped up
from the bunk and put some distance between us. "What is it
you want from me, Simon? I'm not gay, if that's what you're
thinking."

I shook my head and laughed. "Why is it people think
two men have to be gay to enjoy one anothers company? I'm
attracted to you. I'm tired of sitting alone in a dark cell
beating my meat."

"I don't think I can do what you're asking," Patrick
mumbled. <%PART%> I looked at him knowingly. "Oh I think that you can.
If you come over here, I'll prove it to you."

Hesitantly he stepped within reaching distance. I
couldn't risk taking my time. I knew he would be putty in my
hands once I got him turned on. He gasped as I reached out
and yanked down his boxer shorts. Holding to his cool,
sweaty hands, I stared hungrily at the lifeless piece of man
flesh dangling limply over his wrinkled ball-sac.

I pulled Patrick closer. His long slender legs shook as
I took his entire cock into my mouth. The response of his
cock to my lashing tongue was both favorable and immediate.
Within seconds his six inch organ was stabbing at the back of
my throat, fucking my slippery lips without reservation.

I pulled him down onto the bunk and devoured his
manhood, nibbling, sucking and licking until he lay drowning
in a pool of glistening sweat. I'd never before had a cock
fit my mouth so perfectly.

Patrick's body stiffened when I rolled him onto his
stomach, trapping his wet, hammering prick between the weight
of his body and the board-like firmness of the bunk.
Spreading his long slender legs, I pulled the cheeks of his
tense ass apart and feasted my eyes on the splendor of his
small, anal pucker.

"What are you going to do with my ass?" he whimpered
passionately.

"What would you like for me to do to it, Kid?"

"Kiss it," he giggled. His laughter was childlike, and
taunting. It elevated my state of arousal ten fold.

Gently I pressed my wet lips to each of his silky orbs,
kissing his scrumptious little ass. I squeezed my lips into
the crack of his ass and kissed his crimson fuck hole. "Oh
fuck! That felt great," he panted. "Do it again, kiss my
butthole. Ahhh, yeah. Your mouth feels so good. Lick me,
Simon. Lick my sweaty pucker."

The kid nearly hit the ceiling when I did him one
better, and crammed my spiky tongue into the dank depths of
his flexing hole. "Oh Gawd, yes!" He howled. "Tongue fuck my
hole." I ate the kid's delicious ass until my jaws ached
with exhaustion. Now it was his turn to put out.

Patrick looked back over his shoulder, watching as I
stripped out of my cloths. "What are you doing?" He asked.

"It's time to get down to it, man."

"I don't know if I can?"

"Sure you can," I said, pulling him up so he was sitting
on the side of the bunk. The bloated head of my veiny ramrod
became slick with pre-cum as I smeared it across his smooth,
pink lips. "Suck it, Patrick. Lick the nectar from my
pisshole."

He gazed up at me fearfully. "I've never done this
before."

"It's easy, kid, just open your mouth."

Reluctantly, my horny little bitch opened his mouth and
took the head of my lumbering cock inside his sweltering,
hollow trap. He moaned objectionably when I grabbed a fist
full of his silky, blond hair and pulled his face deeper into
my tingling crotch. "Eat my fucking dick, you pretty little
cocksucker." Patrick choked as I thrust my shaft past his
tightly clinched lips. "Take it down your throat," I grunted
ruttishly. "Come on, kid, swallow my big juicy knob."

Patrick pushed against my hairy thighs, drool leaking
profusely from his gurgling mouth. "I can't take it all!" he
gasped, managing to spit out my dick. "I told you, I've
never done this before. It's too big."

Grabbing him behind his knees, I flipped him onto his
back. "What are you doing?" He whimpered, as I pushed his
legs back over his body. His inviting, little pink butt
crack still glistened wet with spit.

"No, please don't," the kid pleaded. I heard him, but I
wasn't really listening. I only had one thing on my mind,
and that was to fuck him, fuck him hard.

"If my cock's too big for your mouth, maybe it will fit
up your tight ass."

"No!" the kid shouted, squirming frantically. "Let me
try again to suck it. I know I can do better."

I pressed the tip of my sappy knob to his gaping pucker
and thrust my hips forward, completely shattering his
resistance.

The kid cried out in agony, begging me to stop. "Oh
God, Simon, it hurts. Stop! You're hurting me." He tried
to push me away, but his boyish strength was no match for my
manly determination.

With the head of my throbbing cock already submerged in
the flesh of his spastic fuckhole, I again thrust into him,
driving half the length of my eight inch organ into his
tight, slippery rectum. Patrick howled like a wounded animal
as his tender butthole stretched to accommodate my thick
shaft. I sighed blissfully, flexing my embedded cock until
pre-cum oozed from the narrow piss slit at the tip of the
kid's twitching little pecker.

Slowly I began fucking him, feeding his ass a bit more
of my rigid snake with each downward thrust. I became
mesmerized by the change of expression on the kid's handsome
face. It was an awesome metamorphosis, one that took him
from fear and misery, to raw, unbridled passion. My balls
slapped wetly against his smooth ass. He had taken all I had
to offer. The slick walls of his virgin cavity embraced my
cock with a heat that could have only been generated by his
youthful passion.

Continuing to pump my hard meat between Patrick's
amazingly soft butt cheeks, I let his long, slinky legs drape
down over my shoulders. The kid's hands immediately
responded to the lustful demands of his weeping cock. His
ball-sac closed tightly around his swollen bangers as his
boyish face became twisted with erotic splendor. 'Fuck me,"
he panted. "I'm gonna cum! Fuck me harder!"

My load of frothy man juice was teetering on the edge of
eruption. The kid was riding my steely prong like a sex
starved animal. His gyrating ass and thrusting hips made it
impossible for me to hold back.

The final straw came when thick, gooey ropes of spunk
began to rocket from the kid's spastic cock. He gasped as I
pulled my heaving dick out of his sappy, young ass. His
entire body stiffened as he wiggled and squirmed like an eel
out of water. With one hand clamped firmly around his
contacted nuts, the other continued to hammer out pools of
shimmering semen onto his silky, smooth belly.

A liberal layer of butt slime coated my pulsating cock,
causing my fist to slosh lewdly as I yanked my crank into a
spurting volcano. "Oh yeah, cum on me," the kid panted, as I
erupted the sappy contents of my nuts across his sweaty body.

As the heat of passion faded and I looked upon my young
lover, he appeared to be more beautiful than ever. I brought
my body down atop his and we kissed passionately as I stroked
the sides of his adorable face.

Lasting relationships are seldom made in jail. I knew
that some day soon we would each be going our separate ways,
and what we had shared behind these bars would become nothing
more than a fond memory. But until that day comes, Patrick's
tender, young meat belongs to me.