'Old enough to do the crime..a litle too young to do the time' ( private for now )

[joeys-game]

[FONT=Arial Black]private for tristrift and i right now..will be looking for guards and rough boys soon.[/FONT]

Kevin, (Gaz) is lead roughly down the long, sterile hallway. His shitkicker boots make a hollow sound on the old, tile flooring. He is actually scared out of his mind but you wouldn't know this to look at him. The well defined 18 year old boy, walks with a 'don't fuck with me' message written all over his tanned face. His short dark hair has a lock that partly covers his sexy eyes.The noise level suddenly becomes deafening as Gaz is shoved through a double set of heavy steel doors, he hears catcalls and threats, ranging from simple whistles to ( promises of pain and god forbid rape).​

"oh fuck " says Gaz under his breath, "5 fuckin years in this hellhole", he turns to the two guards, " no fuckin way man"​

Kevin tries to bolt when the guard unlocks his leg irons..he receives a quick punch to the head and a loud and clear message.
"Get in the fuckin cell, boy, take off all your togs, boots first." "Then put this on, do it and do it now"
Kevin refuses.

 

[tristrift]

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[joeys-game]

Both guards looked at me incredulously.
"I said, strip" the huge correction officer bellowed.
"no, i..."
before i got any further, both guards were in the cell, my boots were off, as were my baggy jeans, my sweatshirt, my tank,my socks and last much to my humiliation, my boxers!
I was then picked up off the floor, put against the wall with my legs spread.
"next time you are told to do something bitch,you do it!"the guard screamed into my ear.
I was then left facing the wall, and the two men left the cell, laughing.
On his way out, one of the guards threw my new 'uniform' by my feet and told me that i was to put it on. As i bent to pick up the 'uniform' he said"but not til i tell you to!

 

[tristrift]

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[joeys-game]

I had been standing naked and made to suffer verbal attacks from inmates and guards alike for about 1.5 hours. My legs, though well muscled and toned were very weak, probably due to standing with my legs spread for so long. I had to go to the bathroom but when i asked permission, was told in no uncertain terms..NO..I would not ask again..i knew they wouldn't let me.​

About every 10-15 minutes one of the guards would come in and search me..like what could i possibly hide but that was the reason they gave, each guard was a different one...so they all 'had to be sure' i was unarmed and drug free. Fucking assholes!!
The guard would enter stand directly behind me and force me to bend a little slihghtly at the waist..he would then run his hands up and down my legs, inside and out...making damn sure to stroke my sac, but just a little!
Followed by spreading my asscheeks and sometimes inserting a wet or dry finger..roughly.
My 18 year old body would of course respond as you might imagine to the initial fondeling..i would get an instant erection..much to my shame and humiliation..the guard would of course comment loudly about this and continue his ministrations untill precum was visible on the end of my cock.
" like this don't you, you little pussy, bet your just dying to fuck one of us, eh boy"
I was ready to cry, and damn i needed to cum.!
The cell opened once again.."leave me alone for fuck's sake..please!" i muttered. Nothing happened.
I turned to see what was going to happen next..a guy, about the same age was lead or rather shoved through the barred door, uncuffed and left there..
"fuck man,what now..he appeared to be looking me over and the guard commented..

 

[krazykyotee]

Dr. Connors stepped into the dingy office and took a seat. It wasn't much of an office, a battered empty office desk in the center, and a steel chair with brackets to secure handcuffs to were the only things inside. Connors hated his duties here as prison psychologist, but the time on his resume would get him a better job at a hospital or private clinic, and on rare occasions, he actually helped a convict of his problems.

Scanning thru a manila folder, he noted the newest batch of young inmates being processed. What hell they must be going thru downstairs, Connors had a unforunate good idea. Unless a new inmate quickly was accepted into a gang, his chances of a group of men knocking his teeth out and being a cell block "bitch" were high. Those were the worst kids for COnnors to try and deal with....suicide was high in those.

Picking up a worn black telephone, Connors called down to the cellbock guardhouse. "Yes, this is Psych. Send the newest inmate up for eval as soon as possible. Thank you."

 

[tristrift]

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[joeys-game]

Gaz had beeen in this position now for about 4 hours, he didn't know that legally the prison and the people working in it could get into major rouble for what he was being subjected to..then again who would know..who would give a flying fuck?
His cellmate turned to look at him again...he still hadn't spoken to him. He really wished that his dick wasn't so fuckin hard`and that he wasn'tso horny..needing desperately now to cum! He was ashamed but at the same time he was only human..and a virgin at that.
The cell opened again and this time, 3 guards came in..they had all been in before..." oh fuck, man...leave me alone" he whimpered as the first guard came up to him and simply said" you know the drill bitch, spread em a little more and bend over some"
The second guard turned to the other kid in the cell and directed him to look at Gaz, don't stop looking at him..you might even get to help us..if you don't watch..you will be next.
Gaz was shaking with fear and sexual frusteration, the third guard sstood in front of the young man and began rubbing his nipples lightly, his hands slowly working there way down Gaz's body. The first guard was behind him slowly fucking his ashole with a lubed up finger, telling him how good and horny he was and how he would feel when he could cum..the other guard wad jerking his own dick as well as Gaz's..Gaz knew that the guard would only pump him untill he was almost ready, then he would stop while continuing on jackin himself untill he came...Gaz was breathing hard , trying not to moan..

 

[tristrift]

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[joeys-game]

I can't handle this thought Gaz, he would have done anything at this point in order to get off!
He turned to his cellmate with a very real pleading look in his eyes but he knew that the guy was in no position to help him.
Gaz saw the hard bulge in his roomie's pants and he heard the guard tell his partner to " get the oher one involved, he won't be a problem that way"
They roughly grabbed his 'buddy', commenting on his obvious excitement.you want him, don't you, you like teasing him, watching us teaase him..come on Donni help us make him beg for it. Gaz could hear Donnie's breathing and his shaky voice

 

[tristrift]

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[joeys-game]

The name Kira suddenly registered in my brain like a hot fucking spike ! The family for god's sake! iI wondered if the kid was lying, because if he wasn't there would be hell to pay, later. I was able to find some solace in this information but this was now and retribution was later.
My focus returned to this sexual hell, the one guard had stripped Ronnie of his clothes, like me and now he too was held face to the wall.
An intercom sounded, something about a DR.somebody or other and new inmates..oh fuck, please let them want me.
I began to tremble and couldn't stop the groan from escaping my mouth, ohh, fuck, oh fuck, please let me,ahh.Of course everything then stopped, i thought i would pass out, instead iwas made to watch the guard who had been jackin, cum all over my throbbing member.

 

[joeys-game]

Gaz saw Donnie almost lose it at the sight of the guard shooting his load all over Gaz's swollen member. Just as Donnie let out a moan and began thrusting his hips toward the guard who had been jerking him..a rough hand
pinched his cock at the base..preventing any type of release..

 

[tristrift]

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[joeys-game]

I don't know up from down at this point, i feel disconnected from my body..almost. Reality is relative, what has just happened is like something out of a story..yet it was fuckin reality man! I stare at Donnie, trying to thank him silently with my eyes..( for not doing what he could have)..he stares back,but i'm not at all sure if he sees me..i think he does. A look that i can relate to suddenly appears on his face, i look around, searching forthe reason..." fuck man, can't you see enough is fuckin enough" i scream at the guard who is directly behind Donnie, his night stick aimed at Kira's asshole, a twisted expression on his face. I lunge forward, knocking both the stick and the guard into the cement wall...blackness

 

[joeys-game]

Now posting for more characters.
Need..3-4 guards..must be okay with violence and portraying very aggressive characters.
need 2-4 male cons..more experienced cons who have thier own methods of 'teaching ' the new boys about prison life.
Welcome to DR. C, the prison psychiatrist

please pm me with your characters
Joey

 

[joeys-game]

When i came to or thought i did, my ribs were on fire and it felt like someone was in the cell with me, but i couldn't see anyone..

 

[4degrees]

I woke up quickly when I heard the electric 'chung' of my cell door as it was unlocked by someone at the control panel. I saw the form of a man get tossed to the floor of the cell. My cell. He didn't move. I didn't either. I lay still and quiet on the bottom bunk until I heard the officer say into his radio, "Lock up 337." I listened to his footsteps on the concrete as he walked away, leaving me alone with my new roommate.

I leaned over the edge of my mattress and peered at him through the dark. Was he passed out or just too freaked out to move? I didn't know. But I had a good idea that they'd beat him pretty well before they dumped him here.

"Hey", I hissed. "Hey...you awake? You alive down there?"

 

[joeys-game]

so there was someone in here with me..but..it didn't sound like the same kid i had initially been locked up with, this guy sounded older, he wasn't afraid like the other kid and i had been. They must have moved me to another cell when i was passed out..shit man i aws probably in with 'who knows what type of guy' ..my first day and already cell number 2..well fuck, it couldn't get any worse for me than it already had. I decided to play it cool and hopefully come across as a tough guy who knew what he was doing! I was still in need after all the hours of sexual torture but at least here away from the guards i could probably jack off in peace..when this asshole went to sleep anyway.

"What's it to ya, and who the fuck wants to know", i answered back.

 

[4degrees]

I snorted as the punk came back sounding defiant and tough. I knew better; one who sounded like that was full of fear. But hell, I didn't have any desire to fuck with him.

"Well fuck you too, you little pussy bitch." I rolled over on the thin mattress and closed my eyes again. I wasn't gonna let some wannabe disrupt my beauty sleep.

 

[4degrees]

The next morning when I woke up, I saw you curled up, pretty much just as you had been a few hours before, on the floor. You shivered, your uniform ripped and nothing to cover with. I thought you were asleep, but I wasn't positive.

Now that I got a better look at you in the light, I could see that your nose had been bloodied and you had some dark purple bruises. That always pisse me off, how those fucking prick guards would do these guys. Well, I could think of some who did deserve this kind of a work over, but you didn't look like one of the ones who did. Despite your 'tude the night before.

Not only did I notice some of your visible injuries, I noticed that you had a pretty cute face as well. I sat up on the edge of my bunk and pushed myself up to stand. I stepped over to the commode and began pissing, still making no attempt to speak to you.

I shook my cock off and put it away, and I saw your head move as I turned back to you. I decided to go ahead and talk, and give you a chance to make a better first impression.

"You awake, huh? You watchin' me piss, punk?" I chuckled and sat back down on the bed, looking right at you. You still shivered, and your black eyes seemed devoid of any emotion but fear. I tossed you my blanket.

"Wrap up with that. And you know, you don't have to be afraid to answer me. Last thing I wanna do is fuck with someone and get stuck in the hole. Fuck that, it ain't worth it."

You stared nervously as you pulled the blanket around you, sitting up a bit now.

"And hey, don't you worry punk, I've got me a man in here...I don't want your straight punk-ass."

That wasn't entirely true. Ever since my fuck buddy and I had been moved to seperate cells, because we were caught fucking once, things were not the same without him. Sure, we'd get to sneak off together sometimes before lockdown, but it wasn't the same as him sleeping here with me. But I wanted you to know that I wasn't checkin' you out so I could rape you later. I figured you didn't need anymore shit to be freaked out about than you already were, and that, chances are you already had someone fuckin' with you in that way before you'd been delivered to my cell. I lay back on my bunk, both of us silent now.

 

[joeys-game]

I didn't sleep at all, the entire fucked up day spinning in my mind. I was so cold and stiff but at least i wasn't being manhandled. The upper bunk creaked and i immediately stiffened in fear, i quickly shut my eyes tight. I heard you slip down from your bunk and new you were assessing the situation, ( why was i such a fucker to him last night i thought ). When you turned away and went to use the camode, i opened my eyes and watched you. Fuck around, he is one built dude..at least 6'3, tight, heavily muscled body, his longer dark hair pulled back in a ponytail. You suddenly turned back towards me and i feigned sleep again, i guessed that you probably knew i was awake but i wasn't sure what to expect given my shitty attitude last night.
When you told me to 'try again' so to speak, relief flooded through me. I wanted to be friendly but i was scared shitless of letting my guard down! Get a hold of yourself man, i thought to myself.
"hey, i'm Kevin er Gaz", i muttered

 

[4degrees]

"Kevin er Gaz, huh?" I tried making a joke of the way he stuttered as he'd said that, wanting to help him feel more at ease. "So which is it then? You look more like a 'Kevin' to me than a 'Gaz'. Is Kevin ok for me to call you?"

I was glad he'd taken my offer to chill out instead of freaking out and trying to be the tough guy. But after he'd seen me stand up, and got an idea of my size, I was pretty sure that he was like most, and wouldn't push his luck with me.

"I'm Bobby." I stuck my hand out to the kid and he slapped it lightly, saying, "whas' up". I reached under my pillow and pulled out a cigarette and lit it, before asking what his story was. His eyes got big and he said "Dude..you have another one of those?"

"I do Kevin, but these ain't cheap around here. You wouldn't believe some of the shit a guy'll do in here for a smoke", I said as I reached for another one. I lit it on the cherry of the one in my mouth and tossed it to him. I smiled slightly and said, "You owe me Kevin." He looked so grateful as he took a long hit on the smoke. I could tell that even with the bruises, he was a good lookin' kid. Those guards had fucked him up pretty well. I was glad that that shit just didn't happen to me anymore.

I presumed he was straight, but I liked to make my orientation known. I knew I already had with the referance to 'my man', but I took it a step farther wanting to hear how he answered me when I said, "So, you got a man on the outside, Kevin?"

 

[jushorny]

Sean

I had been on my own since I was 16, my parents having been killed in a car accident. Well, I was living with my aunt, but as soon as I turned 18 I was outta there. Shit, she was was too strict for my taste, not letting me bring my girls home or anything.

Now, at age 20, I was pretty much making ends meet. I had been working construction for the last 3 years, not always for the same company, but I managed to pretty much stay employed one way or another. I would spend my days working, my nights drinking and fucking pussy. The work I did kept my body in top shape which brought the ladies on. It would be a rare night when I couldn't find a pussy to fuck. I was enjoying my life, it was enough for me to live paycheck to paycheck as long as I could have fun at night and fuck whenever I wanted.

I had been dating this girl for several months now, damn she was hot and she gave it up whenever I wanted. She was a slut, not in looks, but in bed, just like I wanted my women to be. One night while we were out she told me about her brother and how he needed my help. Damn if she didn't get me all horned up and then told me I would either help her brother out or foget getting any from her. Well, shit, laying there with a hard on what else could I do.

I ended up getting involved in some sort of drug deal. Arrested, sentenced to 3 years. I was fucked, my whole life was going to change and I new it. I kept riding my girl, blaming her for what had happened, telling her what I had heard about guys in prison. I knew she felt sorry for me, but shit, if it wasn't for her fucking brother I would not be heading to prsion. She told me she would wait for me, that it would only be 18 months in there is I stayed out of trouble.

One night, while we were together she told me she had a present for me, something to help me make it through my sentence. That's when she brought her gay friend in the room. She told me it would be much better if I learned about things now, not in the slammer. I thought she was fucking crazy, no way I was gonna let him otuch me. As I laid on the bed, she rubbed my naked body, kissing me, telling me to watch him undress. Then she bent down and sucked my cock down depp. I had to admit, for a guy, he did have a hot body, mind you, it didn't excite me. Anyway, that night, I let him suck my cock, I let him rim me. There was no way I would let him fuck me, no way I told her, that would not be happening. I did let him put a finger inside me, to feel what it would feel like. I even sucked his cock some, just enough to know the feeling, not enough to make him cum.

So, when I was shoved into the cell I felt pretty confident that not only could I handle my own, I also would be able to tolerate any gay sex that might happen. I would have no problem sucking cock if I had to to survive. I checked out the other two in the cell. I wondered what the fuck happened to the one, looked like he had been beatin pretty bad. The other dude, shit he looked like he had been in ahwile. I introduced myself to them. Both of them looking at me like I was crazy.

 

[4degrees]

As soon as I felt like the young guy was coming out of his shell a bit, and I was getting ok with the idea of a new roommate, an officer came stepping down the hall past the row of cells with a new guy in tote. Of course, he stopped at our cell and spoke into his radio to have it unlocked.

What the fuck, I thought. I wanted to say it outloud..but I knew it wouldn't do any good. The guy was pushed in to my cell, between me and the kid. Shit, he was pretty much a kid too. The officer said that someone would bring him a mat and a blanket later, then turned and walked away.