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Prison Bitch (for all my little sissy fag boys)

... I noticed many pictures scotch taped to the two side walls. Most were of Ru Paul the drag queen while a few were of Madonna in sexy black lingerie. With some three hours to go before lights out, I talked very little while mostly listening to Paul clueing me in on prison life and what to expect. I must have swallowed my adams apple more than a few times as he informed me that just like him, I would have no choice at all and was soon to be a prison sissy bitch to be selfishly used by most of the other inmates whenever opportunity arose. About then I began to openly weep. I had never in my entire life even thought about gay things. While not very experienced at all in sex, the only cock I had ever thought about was my very own. Yes like most young men, I loved my cock. In fact till that point in time, I had only had sex with only one girl throughout my teen years. Her name was Charlene and we liked each other a lot during high school. Charlene was raised a devout Catholic and was determined to remain a virgin until her wedding vows. So the sex we had was mostly oral with each other. I should also mention that soon after I talked her into trying to suck my cock, she took to it like a duck to water and used to blow me just about every time we were alone together. It was maybe a good hour after Paul and I began talking that footsteps out somewhere on the tier approached our cell. Looking out, a real husky Italian looking inmate with a red trustee hat on stopped in front of the ...

... bars. Then next thing I knew without a word ever having been spoken, Paul was off his lower bunk and sank to he knees in front of his inside bars. Next that prisoner unbuttoned his pants and brought out the very first erect cock I had ever seen. Almost the instant it was pushed forward between the bars, Paul went down on it as I looked on from almost directly overhead. It was so strange actually seeing a homo sucking a cock! I found myself unable to turn away as something about it somehow had me drawn to watching! That blowjob lasted perhaps two or three minutes before the trustee shot off in Paul’s mouth. Then he was gone as quickly as he had arrived! Paul then told me that he was deeply addicted to cock and on a good day, would service well over a dozen either in his mouth or in his ass if he got lucky! As I again began to cry, the realization of what was in store for me struck home. Paul then told me about the inmate code of honor. He said the penal staff looked the other way to many things including most inmate sex acts. Then he added that if I told the screws anything or ratted, I would be signing a death wish on myself! So there I was some 235 miles from home facing up to five years in prison. I was young helpless shark food to the prowling inmate population (as Paul put it)! I was small, too weak to physically fight back and doomed for sexual abuse without hope!!!!! Well after lights were out, I found myself silently taking out my cock and masturbating as I needed a friend ...