Guilty and Innocent (open)

[joeys-game]

He heard the words...(repeating in his head over and over, louder and louder)...juvenile ..10 years..eligibility..pre.meditated.

Sky Stevens had just turned 18 years old...he in fact had turned 18 exactly one month age..Feb 11,.
This thing had cccured at his birthday party. Sky and his friends had been drinking heavily, all night long..too much some might say. Everyone was getting ready to leave the beach when they heard yelling.
Not too far away they could see Blaze..Sky's best friend struggling with someone..Sky started to run toward the two individuals..he had trouble running being as drunk as he was. When he arrived this other person had just picked up a broken bottle and had it held to Blaze's throat..
Sky did not think..he just acted..the booze, the drugs..who knows why it happened..he picked up a large piece of wood and hit the other person..A 30 year old drunk addict in the back of the head..
Sky didn't stop there...once the man hit the ground..unconcious..Sky repeatedly hit him with the wood..it took 4 guys and the police to pull Sky Stevens off the man.

"I don't remember exactly what happened, i remember Blaze, i remember being angry", said Sky to the judge. Man did that sound lame. Now here he was being shuffled out of the courtroom in handcuffs and shackles..towards what? 10 years in a correctional facility..he was still a virgin.

 

[joeys-game]

Sky was escoted back to cells, to wait untill a correctional vehicle was avaliable to drive him and 6 other boys to Davis Hall. A correctional facility that housed 250 male convicts between the ages of 18 and 25. The guard leading Skysiad to his buddy,"this one is going to have to put up with a hole lot of attention", he of course said this loud enough for Sky to hear.
Sky Stevens was 5'10, dark blonde hair, jade green eyes and a body that left young women wet. He however was still a virgin.
Sky turned and glared at the guard who had spoken.
'You got something you want to say, punk?" said the large man. Sky wanted to say something allright! He was just about to open his mouth when the guard shoved him face first into a wall, the guards partner laughed when Henry reached down and started rubbing Syy"s ass.
"Fuck you" hissed Sky

 

[jushorny]

Yea, I know, everyone in jail says it, it was someone else's fault, or they were framed. But it was true, well partially. It was true I was framed. I had spent my teens in and out of trouble. I worked hard to join the gang I wanted so desparately be a part of, or so I thought. I had not done anything that majorly illegal, you know, burglary, caught with pot, shit like that. All things I attributed to needing to be done to raise my stature in the gang. Then the one night, a few of us went out and held up some dude with a gun. Now, I never knew a gun would be involved, never would have participated if I had known. But, 6 months of court dates later, here I was sentenced to six years, armed robberry, a felony, no chance of probabtion.

I sat there in the cell watching the guards and their behavior towards some guy named Sky. It brought back all the conversations I remembered hearing from the gang leaders about their time in prison. How male-male sex was very prevalent, how it was the only way to get off while doing time. It scared the shit outta me. I don't consider myself prudish at all, but man, having sex with another guy, sucking him off, having him suck me off, or even worse, it was not something I ever in my wildest dreams thought of. Guess that might have to change, it looked like I was going in for 6 fucking years. I remember what they said, stay strong, appear confident, be the first to take a guys ass. Hell, at the time I wasn't even really sure what they meant.

Sitting here now, I checked Sky out with my eyes as the gurads shecked him out with their hands. Checking out his mouth his lips, wondering if I could let them surround my cock, and if I did, would I enjoy it? When I saw the asshole guard rubbing the dude's ass I stared. Yea, I guess it looked round, sqeezeable, the kind I liked on a girl, but shit, he was a guy. I tried to envision myself sliding my cock in that ass, shit it all seemed so wrong, yet, it seemed as if I was doomed to make it feel right.

 

[tristrift]

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[joeys-game]

He took his hands away from his face just in time to see the new guy get pushed into his chamber.
“Being in here is torture enough, I can’t share cell too.” He cried to himself.
Just twenty years old and already serving life, Rob just didn’t look the type.
His blonde hair, big brown eyes and meagre frame looked more at home in a quire then in this shit hole.
Thinking back he couldn’t even comprehend how he ended up here!
Didn’t they understand people can only take so much, if anything it was self defence?

"What did you say,asshole?"said the guard
I said, "fuck you".
I watched one guard look at the other one, then i looked at the guy in the first cell,,i was totally freaked out!
Henry, the second guard, turned me around, my hands still behind my back.
"hold him still", said the first guard
Shit man, what were they going to do?
Henry looked at me and then suddenly smacked me in the mouth, my head rocked back. The second guard, who was holding me from behind, reached around and

 

[tristrift]

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[4degrees]

Kelly

shit man, you know i'm a sucker for prison sex...


I'd been in for 4 already. The judge had given me '15 do 7', so I was better than halfway done with this bullshit sentence that accompanied the bullshit charge. Today I was getting moved to another pod; apparently they needed more space in the high security pod I'd been residing in, and was actually getting moved to medium. Shit, they should all fuckin' know by now that high security wasn't necessary...I never started shit. But, plenty of other assholes did, and I was good about finishing it. You'd think most of these stupid fucks would just take one look at my 6' 200 lb. frame and know better. But so many guys, especially the smaller scrappy ones always had somethin' to prove. Dumbfucks.

I walked in front of the guard, the cuffs and leg irons jingling with each step. He had made several smartass unnecessary remarks, but I was good about disciplining myself enough to not respond. We made the trip to C pod, through the laberynith that was the prison, and shortly we were in front of the cage. The guard spoke into his radio and the steel door unlocked with a loud electric 'wham!'. As we walked through the door, it clanged shut behind us. Right at that moment, we both heard commotion and a voice came over his radio calling for assistance.

He pushed me down the hallway, getting me to walk as quick as I could with the leg irons limiting my steps. We turned the corner into the next hallway and could see some shit going down in a cell, between two inmates and two guards. He yelled into his radio to unlock number 68. The lock buzzed open, and without taking a minute to uncuff me, he shoved me in the cell and went to his buddy's rescue.

I tried to get a good view of what was happening, but by now other officers had arrived and were getting in the way; I couldn't see much of the action. I'd seen right away as I'd been pushed into the cell that I was joining a 'tenant' who had already made himself at home there. He'd been intently watching the commotion until he saw me. He was just a kid, and as I was shoved into his cell his eyes got really big and I could see fear in his eyes. That was a look I was familiar with getting from younger, smaller guys. Well, the ones who had any sense, anyhow. And I liked that look. I thought to myself, Yeah, you better give me some fuckin' respect, you little punk.

I looked him in the eyes, staring him down for just a second and then said, "So what the fuck happened? Guard gettin' a piece?"

 

[jushorny]

Sean

I watched the scene unfolding before me. I made sure none of the guards caught me watching, no need to get some smartass comment from them. Shit, were they going to do this Sky dude right there in front of us? I never had thought about it before, about how in prsion, there isn't much privacy.

Did the guards treat all prisoners like this or was this a special welcome because Sky was being difficult, I sure as hell hoped so. I was nervous as hell thinking about some guy sucking my cock and to think that a guard might make me suck his cock was almost too much for me. Not to mention the fact that half the prison would be able to watch.

Amongst the commotion I saw a guard bringing in another prisoner. Shit, not only were his hands cuffed but his legs were shackled too. Was he a convicted murderer? No way would I wanna mess with him, his body was huge, his face and eyes mean looking. He looked like he didn't give a shit about anyone but himself. Hell, he looked like he could kill someone with just his stare.

"Yea, I guess" I replied to his question. I remember what my friends said, stay strong, appear strong, don't cause any shit and don't take any shit. My hands cuffed behind me as I sat on the bed leaning my back against the wall.

The guard forcing this prisoner to sit on the bed next to me. The guard moving over to help break up the commotion. As I watched, the prisoner moved closer to me, our thighs touching. I shifted slightly to move away but he just with me.

Don't worry, the guards don't treat everyone like that, only the ones who cause trouble he said. I looked in his eyes, seeing the anger again. I glanced over his body, noticing he was very well muscled, telling me he probably had already been in for awhile. I had no idea how prsion life worked, but I knew I would need a friend of some sort to back me up. Might as well be a guy who knew the ropes already I thought to myself. I was determined to be quiet, but was determined to answer any question he asked. I would not give out information unless necessary and I would not ask questions, no a more subtle way of finding out information would be required.

 

[4degrees]

Kelly

I saw that the kid already had his stuff situated on the bottom bunk. Part of me hated being a dick, but it had become habit. I could see that he had no clue, no idea what to think of all this. But I also figured he had enough brains to know that getting in good with someone of my size, and as he'd find out soon enough,of my status.

"Well, if they leave me in this cell you gotta take the top, dude. I don't do top bunk." He gave me a kind of weird look, but then shook his head and let me know in no uncertain terms that he'd be compliant.

"They call me MC. What do they call you, or has anyone called you anything yet besides 'fresh meat'?" I chuckled a little at his exression when I said that.

 

[jushorny]

Sean

Bottom bunk he wanted. Hell, it made no difference to mean where I slept. But, does it mean something in prison slang if I sleep in the top bunk? Was he just testing me to see if I would give in? This was all confusing to me. I decided the look, saying it was cool with me, but not actually verbalizing it was the best for now.

He told me they called him MC. That was good, I mean at least they didn't call him killer or topper or something like that.

"No one calls me fresh meat to my face, names Sean."

 

[4degrees]

Kelly

"Well Sean...I'll call you that, but don't expect anyone else here to. It's like all these fuckers have brain damage and can't remember a guy's name. Only some nick that they've been assigned according to where they're from, or what they did, or whatever. I'm Kelly...and no, no one gives me shit about my name. Hell like I said, most of 'em don't even know my name. When I first got here and they found I was from Michigan, I guess the only place anyone knows of there is Detroit, Motor City..hence the MC. I'm from the other side of the state, but it's a waste of time confusing these fuckers with facts."

I looked him up and down as I spoke, checking him out. I was a little impressed at his response to my question, the fact that he was ballsy enough to answer me like that insead of some unsure answer in a shaky voice. He looked good...Yes, of course the first thing you think of when you see a new guy is fuckin' him. He wasn't big like me, but I imagined that under that blue jumpsiut he was cut.

As the scene seemed to quiet down across from us, I commented about hoping they'd hurry their asses up, and get these fuckin' shackles and cuffs off me.

 

[jushorny]

Sean

The way MC spoke, like he really knew what the hell was going on in this place, and like he was above all the other prisoners. I wasn't sure if it made me nervous or if it made me feel lucky to have met him. He could be helpful during my stay.

I of course eyed his body over, not really because I was interested, just because it seemed like something I should do. Show I wasn't scared of him, let him think I had a clue as to what happened in here.

I wondered and I saw him checking out my body, if he wanted to do those things to me.

My thoughts were broken as the guards began to move others out of the cell.

 

[4degrees]

Kelly

It wasn't all that thrilling anymore, watching a guard fuck up an inmate. Once you see it so many times, it starts to lose its appeal. I moved to the bars and addressed one of the guards, asking if he'd take the cuffs and shackles off me, if in fact this was where I'd be staying. He looked at the guard who'd brought me back in the first place, and nodded to him letting him know that it was ok to take them off me now. The guard stepped into our cell and unlocked the the manacles on my ankles, and then turned to leave. Sean said, "Hey what about our cuffs?"

"Shh, get up", I said. We both walked to the closed door of the cage and I turned my back to it, putting my wrists up to the bars. The guard unlocked then and slipped them off me, and then Sean followed my lead, doing the same and being relieved of the cuffs as well.

There were several other guards there, but most still had their attention turned to the other inmates who's been the center of the shit. I put my arms out to Sean and held him by his shoulders. I could feel how freaked out that made him feel. I looked him up and down, and admired what I could see of his form under the jumpsuit.

"Yeah, you look like fresh meat to me, Sean."

Just then I heard the guard who'd unlocked us say "Don't start any shit, MC, or you'll be back in the hole." Then he said, "I'll bring your bed linen when I come back this way." Then he looked at Sean and said with a sneer, "Enjoy your new roomie, boy."

 

[joeys-game]

It wasn't all that thrilling anymore, watching a guard fuck up an inmate. Once you see it so many times, it starts to lose its appeal. I moved to the bars and addressed one of the guards, asking if he'd take the cuffs and shackles off me, if in fact this was where I'd be staying. He looked at the guard who'd brought me back in the first place, and nodded to him letting him know that it was ok to take them off me now. The guard stepped into our cell and unlocked the the manacles on my ankles, and then turned to leave. Sean said, "Hey what about our cuffs?"

"Shh, get up", I said. We both walked to the closed door of the cage and I turned my back to it, putting my wrists up to the bars. The guard unlocked then and slipped them off me, and then Sean followed my lead, doing the same and being relieved of the cuffs as well.

There were several other guards there, but most still had their attention turned to the other inmates who's been the center of the shit. I put my arms out to Sean and held him by his shoulders. I could feel how freaked out that made him feel. I looked him up and down, and admired what I could see of his form under the jumpsuit.

"Yeah, you look like fresh meat to me, Sean."

Just then I heard the guard who'd unlocked us say "Don't start any shit, MC, or you'll be back in the hole." Then he said, "I'll bring your bed linen when I come back this way." Then he looked at Sean and said with a sneer, "Enjoy your new roomie, boy."

When i woke up, i had no fuckin idea where i was....my hands were still cuffed...my head felt like it was fucked up pretty bad. I could barely see out of one eye. It looked like i was in a cell..i looked over and saw another guy..he looked as bad as i felt and probably looked.
"Hey,buddy", i said.more like croaked.
He looked over, opening his eyes.."Hey", was all he could get out.
I started to remember...this guy had helped me out when somebody was going to do ..what?
"Holy fuck, i said. You ..why..are you nuts?"
He grinned a little.." most likely, i"m Rob"
"If you hadn't been ther to help me or had been plain smart and not helped me..." i didn't want to think about what would have happened or about what would happen now!
"Thanks man", was all i could say

 

[jushorny]

Sean

I was thankful that you directed me what to do so that my cuffs came off too. As I rubbed my wrists i felt your hands on my shoulders. My body jerked and twisted attempting to move away, but you held me still.

When I heard you say I looked like freah meat I felt a shiver run through me. I needed to get outta there, I wanted to run so bad, my heart sank when I realized I would not be running anywhere for quite some time.

I stepped away from you, hoping to get your mind onto something else. I moved over to the bunks, bending down to grab some of my stuff to move it to the top. Deciding it would be better to let you have the bottom bunk like you wanted. No reason to start a fight on my first day.

 

[joeys-game]

We need people to write as guards/wardon/dr/
anyone interested feel free to join in.
Thanks Trisrift..4degrees and jushorny for joining.

 

[4degrees]

Kelly

I saw the very obvious discomfort Sean had as I'd touched him. He practically bristled when I'd made the comment to him. But, apparently he realized real quick who was bigger, and who had a clear advantage. He stepped back and turned away from me, acting like he was peroccupied with making up his bunk.

"Hey", I said as I stepped up close behind him, "It's easy to see that you're new here, and that you're a punk. Not just easy for me to see, ok...but for every dirty ass-fucking idiot in here. Now, you don't get this yet, Sean...but you are now bunking with someone who has a lot of pull, and gets a lot of respect. You can use this to your advantage if you play your cards right. Or, you can let those fuckers beat the hell outta you. It's kinda a no-brainer, to me Sean."

I knew he didn't know what the fuck to make of me. But I didn't want to hurt the kid. I just wanted to assert my dominance right away, so that there'd be no mistake down the road about who ruled this roost. I watched him bend over his bunk a little, and could see his round ass covered with the baggy jumpsuit. I was confident that it wouldn't take long at all before I had him eating out of my hand.

 

[jushorny]

Sean

When I picked up my stuff from the bunk and stood straight up, Kelly was right there behind me. His breath on my neck sent a shiver down my spine. As I began making the top bunk for myself, Kelly went on about how life was going to be, seems like I had two choices, according to him anyway.

I turned my face towards him, seeing his 5:00 shadow as it were, seeing the muscles in his neck. He placed one arm on the top bunk, I think so I could see his arm strength. His biceps were definitely bigger than mine, not that mine were small, his forearm even bulged.

I certainly did not feel equal to MC but I wasn't going to let him know that. "Well, MC, I certainly can understand how you might have a lot of pull and respect 'round here. And, I certainly want to make my stay here as easy as possible. But, I don't quite see why I wouldn't get the same respect as you." With that I turned my face back and continued adjusting the bed sheets.

 

[4degrees]

Kelly

It almost impressed me, but definetly surprised me when Sean turned his back to me again. A sure sign of being non-confrontational, which was actually good. I didn't need to weigh the consequenses; I knew where I'd end up if I was caught fighting. So I did have to choose my battles, literally, in here.

But I sure didn't like the way he came off so cocky. Granted, he had no understanding of life on the inside, and true, I wasn't looking to pick a fight. I started talking again.

"Well Sean...I'll tell you why. Everybody's got somethin' to prove. Anyone who thinks they can walk in here and be treated just the same as they were by their buddies on the street is way fuckin' off. It just don't happen that way. A guy has to come in here and earn rank, so to speak. But, you've already got an advantage in that area. These asshole see you with me, and it's pretty much guaranteed that no one will fuck with ya. Now, unless you did something really hardcore to get here, which I doubt since you're in medium, or unless you come off as really crazy, or a third degree blackbelt or something, your best bet at staying safe is stickin' with me."

I stopped for a minute as Sean looked at me, not sure what to make of the important information I was giving him.

"Look, man...I'm just tryin' to fill ya in, ok? It's your choice. I don't give a fuck either way." Then I bumped the kid with my shoulder, causing him to step aside as I stretched out on the lower bunk.

 

[jushorny]

Sean

I knew what MC was saying was true. He really was trying to fill me in, help me out on life in here. But, I felt like I could not let on that I would be a pushover for him. I mean, I still knew very little about him, for all I knew he would feed me to the wolves.

I glanced down as he laid on the bunk. Wondering, what if I agreed to stick with him. Would it help? Would I be safe? Just what did it mean to stick with him, does that mean he would expect me to suck his cock, because I didn't think I would ever be able to do something like that. How do I tell him I appreciate his help and that yea, maybe I would stick with him, but was not giving my body up for it.

"Uh, MC, I do appreciate the information about how it is in here, I really do. I placed both hands on the top bunk, still looking down at MC. So, uh, if I, uh, wanted to stick with you, what exactly would that mean?" There was no way I was going to come right out and ask what he would expect of me, I did not want to feed his imagination in anyway.

 

[tristrift]

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[4degrees]

I looked at Sean and I rested my head on my hands, my fingers laced together behind my head. The more I looked, the more I noticed that was good looking, beyond just being a new face, or a new ass for that matter. He was pretty pleasent to look at, in all actuality.

As he inquired about what it meant exactly, to 'stick' with me, I felt the need to hear his story. Well, enough of it so that he wouldn't feel like we were complete strangers.

"First, where are you from? Sean is a nice name and all, but jailhouse mentalities will keep any of these guys from calling you that, OK? Some guys get called short versions of their last names, some get a nick that's related to the crime they did. Some get one from something really stupid that they did."

I'd already told him the origin of mine. And although I was high up on the food chain, it wasn't real comfortable being called by my name, which, luckily, no one did. It was only a very few select guys who knew my name. And for whatever reason, I'd made Sean one of them right off the bat.

"So, what's the story Sean? Wha'd you do?" I propped myself up to a half sitting position, leaning back on my elbows, and watched him as he answered me.

 

[jushorny]

Sean

"Well, MC, I'm from Chicago and got messed up with some gang members. Thought I wanted to be part of a gang. One night I was out with some of them and they held a guy up, armed robbery, so to speak. I had no idea they were carrying a gun. But, being out on my own at 19, I had no money for a lawyer, so I got shafted, so to speak, and here I am."

I had no intention of giving MC my life story, not that there was anything amazing about it. Well, except that my parents were very well of but disowned me at the age of 17 when I told them I didn't want to follow in dad's footsteps. Guess I never got over the feeling of rejection. But that was in the past and not something I wanted prison mates to know about.

 

[4degrees]

Kelly

"Chicago, huh..well that's a pretty respectable place to be from, by most guy's standards. Armed robberey? Well when you tell that to anyone else. leave off the part about 'I didn't know we had a gun'. Act like, not only did you know, but you were the one pointing it at the motherfucker's head. You hafta do what you can in here to stay on top, you understand what I'm sayin'?"

I think he did, maybe not in the exact context I was speaking in, but he got it. The commotion across the hall had ceased, and the guards had cleared out leaving the two inmates to lick their wounds. I patted my bunk and motioned for Sean to sit down. When he did, I nodded in the direction of the cell housing the two that just got fucked up.

"Now, you see, that shit goes down all the time. And those guards were nothin' compared to some of 'em. We've got a couple real mean fuckers here, who have power trips out the ass. Whether or not you decide to hang with me, just do whatever you can to avoid getting fucked with by them. And if that's what a guard decided he wants to do to ya, you're best off to let him. Unless you wanna get fucked and get your ass beat."

I could tell Sean did not want to hear what I was saying. He looked very uncomfortable with all I was saying. And scared. I smiled at him, trying to let him know that so far, in here with me, he was among friends. I'd partially said what I'd said to get a feel for how he felt about guy/guy sex. Usually, when you were in fresh off the street, it wasn't an option. But the more time you spent, the less unthinkable such things were. By this point, I had come to prefer male/male sex to the alternative.

"So..what should we call you? Jesse James? Or what about one of those gangster from Chicago...like a mafia name or somethin'?" It didn't seem like Sean had fully digested the last things I'd said long enough to hear my latest comment. I put my hand on his and he jerked his head in my direction, wearing a look like "What the fuck are you doin'," but not yet quite bold enough to say it.

 

[jushorny]

Sean

The one thing I knew for sure was to listen to what everyone said. I might not follow their advice, but when someone spoke they were always telling you a little something about themselves. I sat on the edge of your bunk, listening, wondering how in the hell I was gonna make it in here.

I think I actually squirmed when you mentioned the guards and the fact they like to fuck prisoner's ass. My mind couldn't help but think of two guys having sex, how would that ever turn anyone on. I doubted I could even get a hard on if it involved a guy.

When I felt your hand on mine I know I jumped. I turned my face towards yours, wondering what the fuck you were doing. I tried sliding my hand out from under yours, but you held on.