Banged Up !
By Peter the Storyteller
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Winston was petrified. He was only 18 and now was in an adult prison. He had never even got put in a Young Offenders Unit before let alone this, a real prison.
“We are going to put you in with Terry.” The prison officer told him said. “He is an armed robber. He got 30 years and has done 10. He is hard and very dangerous. Even the hard men do not want to fight him. Nor us prison officers. He would hit out and he has 20 years to do so does not care about punishments.”
“We tend to send the first offenders to him. He straightens them out, guards them so they will not be hit or raped by the other prisoners.” The officer continued. “But in return the first offenders has to agree to be spanked several times a day and get fucked once per night. Some agree, some don’t. The ones who agree feel safe. They never get hit or raped or have their possessions forcibly taken from them. As long as Terry sorts out the young ones we leave them alone as much as possible. They have a safe stay in prison but they see what happens to all the others and never re-offend.”
This did not make Winston any less petrified. He would be fucked and spanked daily, maybe a lot.
“I will get spanked and fucked ?” Winston asked quietly.
“It is up to you.” The guard answered. “We will let you go in and have a talk with him. If you don’t think you want that we can put you in another cell with other inmates. The other inmates though are not as nice as Terry.”
Winston went into the cell and saw Terry laying on his bunk. He was a big man running slightly to seed but big and powerful still.
“The guards told me.” Winston said. “I want to be safe but …”
“In a few minutes we will be allowed out for association.” Terry told him. “If the screws hear me spanking you they will spread the word you are under my temporary protection. You will be able to walk among them quite safe and see how the teens are coping. Or you can delay both decisions, spanking and fucking until tonight.”
“If the screws do not hear you being fucked hard tonight then tomorrow you will be put in another cell and then it is pot luck who you get.” Terry continued.
“I will take the spanking for now.” Winston said. “Then I can see for myself what it is like out there.”
“Very well thought out.” Terry said. “I could give you a gentle one but …”
“No, the guards have to hear it.” Winston said quickly. “The prisoners too as it sounds like they know what is going on. Make it loud, do what you have to but make it loud.”
Terry thrust a sock in most of Winston’s mouth and took down his trousers and pants.
SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK !
SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK !
Hard spanks, too hard and fast for Winston to count. He was glad of the sock, it was muffling his shouts of pain. He was near to crying. And then Terry was holding him on his feet. Winston pulled up his trousers and pants over his sore and painful bottom.
He opened the door and went out and looked. A small man was being threatened by a much bigger one and had all his possessions stolen. A teen knocked into another prisoner then gave him cheek and got a kicking. He saw a teen being dragged into a cell. He did not know why and did not want to know. A prisoner came up laughing and pointed at Winston but in an instant Terry was there. The prisoner looked petrified and left, fast.
Terry and Winston went back to the cell.
“People will try to take the piss because they know about my little friends. Just ignore them.” Terry said. “Most of them would be only too happy to be spanked and fucked by me just to feel safe. Prison is a very scary place. Even I get scared occasionally.”
“I have made my decision.” Winston said and took down his trousers and pants and bent over, bare bottom facing this hardened criminal.
“Wait until tonight.” Terry said. “You will get it after lights out anyway.”
“I want you to know my decision now and the screws and the prisoners.” Winston said. “Hand over my mouth if you think I will be too loud.”
Suddenly Winston was over the bed and a hand gently over his mouth. Terry thrust his cock hard up Winston and Winston gave a muffled cry. Terry did not stop, he kept thrusting, harder and harder. Winston could feel what seemed to be a massive cock up his bottom. He felt girly more than gay. The cock was still thrusting hard and Winston felt that cock pulsing in his bottom, throbbing. Terry thrust madly, harder and harder and came up Winston’s bum. Terry kept thrusting madly until he knew all his cum was up his new boy’s bum. Winston felt like a girl who had just been fucked but he also felt very safe.
Two hours had passed and they had told each other the basics of their lives. Being in a cell with a bank robber who was also one of the hardest men in prison was frightening but somehow good. This man would protect him through thick and thin, Winston thought. Strangely enough this was the safest he had ever felt and he was in prison and banged up with a hardened thug.
“When you have teens in here, your boys, I mean.” Winston said to Terry. “Do any enjoy your attentions ?”
“Lay over my lap.” Terry ordered and Winston instantly complied.
“What did I do wrong ?” Winston asked.
“Nothing, I just wanted to see your bottom and spank it a bit.” Terry laughed and took down Winston’s trousers and pants down. “If you prefer though I could spank you during association with the door open so everyone can see.”
“You are the boss, you provide the safety so you can do what you want.” Winston said a little turned on by the idea.
Terry started gently slapping Winston’s bottom.
“Most lads here take the spanking and fucking and just grit their teeth hating it.” Terry said. “They are my hard boys. Some like the sex especially if I am gentle with them. Some of them even enjoy the spankings. I call them the sluts.”
The spanks got a bit harder.
“I prefer the hard boys, you know where you are with them. You can even become their friends and help them.” Terry said. “The sluts on the other hand enjoy the things I do to them and try to get things or try to bend me to their will by offering me extra sex and spankings.”
The spanks stayed the same but did not stop.
“Do they get things and bend you to their will ?” Asked Winston breathlessly.
“A bit.” Laughed Terry. “But then I show them who is boss by giving them an extra hard spanking. Suddenly after that they act like my bitches for days.”
And the spanking stopped and Terry pulled up Winston’s trousers.
“If I let you carry on spanking my bum, could I ask more questions ?” Winston asked.
“We have all the time in the world to talk sonny.” Terry laughed. “You don’t need to get spanked for it. But now there is something I want to watch on the telly.”
Winston got down and Terry watched the telly. Winston had more questions but this was not a man to annoy. But the programme seemed to go on forever.
“Which do you like fucking most.” Asked Winston quietly.
“Be quiet of get spanked, hard !” Snapped Terry.
“It you spank me or even fuck me, would you answer my questions ?”
“Turn off the telly then strip.” Terry said. “Apart from association time and meals you wear no clothes today. Then get over my lap.”
Winston happily stripped then turned off the telly, he even wiggled his bottom at Terry when he did that. He knew who was boss here. He knew who guaranteed his safety. He got over Terry’s lap. Terry got a sock and put it partly in Winston’s mouth. Winston knew this was to muffle his yells.
SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK !
SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK ! SPANK !
Hard spanks, hard and fast for little Winston’s bum that was pink already from his earlier spanking. And again was near to crying. Winston had a very sore and painful bottom now but he would be at least be able to ask his questions. He had been glad of that sock though. He would have screamed out his pain otherwise.
“Which do you like fucking most.” Asked Winston quietly, a tear in his eye.
“Depends on how I am feeling.” Terry said. “First night I like the lad to be a hard boy, I like to fuck hard so he knows who is boss. But most of the time I like the sluts. Gentle sex and blowjobs and even rim-jobs. I do all sort of naughty things with the sluts and they enjoy it too.”
“And the spankings ?” Winston asked.
“Well mostly they are gentle. Like the one earlier when we was talking but I like the hard spankings too. Mostly when I am angry. Gets the anger out and I calm down and try to make it up to them after.” Terry said then laughed. “I find the hard boys so funny sometimes during a hard spanking. They try to be so tough and not cry out or burst into tears. The sluts always cry during and after a hard spanking.”
“Do you the hard boys ever moan or get turned on by their hard fucks ?” Winston asked.
“Sometimes.” Terry said. “But they always try to stay hard boys. Sluts are just different. Some are like you, always talking and always asking questions. Of course that can get them hard fucked. Its not like the hard boys who only get fucked once per night.”
“If I was you I would stop asking questions or I might think you wanted a hard fuck now and not just tonight.” Terry said with a laugh.
Winston shut up and Terry laughed. But Winston did not get down, he just stayed where he had been spanked with his sore and painful bottom.
“How many questions would it be before you did … did that ?” Winston asked in almost a whisper.
“If you keep on laying there I might think you like such things.” Terry said. “Then I would be tempted to stroke your little red bum or look between your red bum-cheeks or even put a bit of finger up you.”
Winston rapidly got up and stood beside the bunk and Terry laughed.
“Aw, you spoil all my fun.” Terry said.
“You did not answer my question.” Winston said.
“You are a hard boy.” Terry said. “You only get fucked once per night and sleep in your own bunk. That’s the deal.”
“I like the deal, I do.” Winston said and then went very red. “But I like the idea of sleeping in your bunk. This place scares me and you make me feel safe.”
“Sleep in my bunk and you get fucked at night and then again if wake in the middle of the night.” Terry laughed. “And then again in the morning on your back like a girl.”
“I would do all that and be fucked like a hard boy, rough and fast.” Winston said. “You can do it now if you don’t believe me.”
Terry got up.
“Lay on you back on my bed and I will fuck you like a girl.” He said with a laugh.
“Not that, not yet.” Winston said miserably.
“Do it or sleep in your own bunk tonight.” Terry said harshly.
Winston got onto the bunk and lay there and lifted his legs, high and wide. Terry lay on top of him and pushed his cock into Winston’s bum. Winston gave a cry of pain and Terry stuffed the sock in his mouth. Terry thrust his cock hard up Winston and Winston gave a muffled cry. Terry did not stop, he kept thrusting, harder and harder. He may be being fucked like a girl but this was also a hard boy fuck too. Rough and fast.
Winston could feel what seemed to be a massive cock up his bottom. He had never seen that cock. That massive cock. He just had it thrust hard up his bum. He felt very girly this time laying on his back being fucked by the big powerful hard man.
Terry’s cock was still thrusting hard and Winston felt that cock pulsing in his bottom, throbbing. Terry thrust madly harder and harder and came up Winston’s bum. Terry kept thrusting madly faster and faster with long deep strokes until he knew all his cum was up his new boy’s bum. Winston felt like a girl who had just been fucked but he also felt very safe.
They had not discussed the matter since but it had been decided Winston was sleeping in Terry’s bunk with him. He might get a few extra fucks but he could feel very safe.
Winston though was still burning with questions. Lots of them but Terry was watching another program now and did not want to be interrupted. Add to this Winston’s bum was sore inside and out. For once he said nothing.
Instead he got some moisturiser. Standing away from the telly he turned his back to Terry. He put some on his fingers and rubbed the cream into his red bottom. He heard a wolf whistle and turned his head and there was Terry on his bunk staring.
He tried to ignore him and got on with the tasks at hand. He finished putting cream on his bottom and slipped a slick finger up his bottom to ease the soreness there. The second his finger went up there and he was now thinking of how Terry fucked this hole, fucked it so hard. He did not hold that against Terry. That was his price for keeping him safe.
He felt a presence behind him, Terry of course. And standing behind him Terry’s hand came out and started wanking his cock for him. It felt good to Winston, very good.
"You will have to wait until bedtime.“ Winston said laughing.
"Would you not like a slow gentle fuck ?” Asked Terry, wanking him faster. “I will let you ask all the questions you want at lights-out then.”
Winston quickly removed his finger from up his bum. Somehow it had been getting too nice with his cock being wanked at the same time.
"One question now.“ He gasped out trying to give himself time to think. "And then I will decide.”
"Meet you halfway.“ Terry said laughing and a thick finger slipped up his Winston’s bottom. "Ask your question.”
The finger seemed to move in time to the wanking and Winston had to admit it felt very good, horny even.
"Is there any romance in your relationships, love, infatuation that sort of thing. Ever happen ?“ Winston asked, panting a little.
"Most of the sluts get infatuated with me.” Terry said laughing. “But it rarely happen for me. These young ones are in for 3 or 6 months at a time. I have years to do.”
Winston let out a moan. This playing was getting to him. He wanted to cum, he was enjoying the play, he wanted to … Oh my god, he actually wanted to be fucked. Just this once, gently.
"You answered my question fairly.“ He gasped out. "You can do it now. Only fair.”
Winston did not want to say this time he wanted this man’s cock up his bum. He wanted it but could not ask. He would sound like one of Terry’s sluts. He was a hard boy.
Winston felt the finger quickly removed and then something was pushing at his anus, something bigger. This time, for the first time, it entered slowly and Winston felt his bum-hole stretch and stretch around it. He let out another moan. Oh my god, slowly was so much better.
Winston felt Terry kissing at his neck and he was pushing his little bum back. Those kisses were getting to him. His eyes bulged a bit. He had pushed back too fast and his bum stretched as more and more cock went up his bum-hole. That cock felt so big this way. So big up his tiny bum-hole, so massive, so wonderful !
Terry was kissing and licking at his neck and gently pushing his cock further and further into his bottom and try as he might Winston could not say he was not liking it. In fact if Terry had done it this way the first time he might not have been so against the idea of being fucked.
Oh my god, Winston thought as he moaned again with pleasure, he was turning into one of Terry’s little sluts. He would be wanting to suck his cock next !
And now he could think of nothing else than sucking Terry’s big cock. He knew it must be big, it felt massive up his bum. He was bought back to what was happening by the cock thrusting up his bum and pushed back to get more, his voice a continual moan now.
"Fuck me.“ He blurted out. "Fuck me with your big, big cock.”
Terry pulled his cock out of Winston’s bum and it felt empty, empty and unloved !
And then the cock slid back in and it was thrusting and hitting one spot again and again. Winston was moaning and crying out and his cock was being wanked so nicely and it so good and so wonderful and so … and he was cumming and bucking his hips and then slamming his bum back on that big lovely cock.
And Terry was groaning and pushing his cock in harder and harder then thrust hard and deep and was cumming too.
"I think I might not hate prison after all.“ Gasped Winston.
THE END
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