A Prison Story Part 1

A PRISON STORY PART 1

CHAPTER 1 – The New Punk
By JIMMY SEAY
27 year old Brian Butler was a fit muscular man. While his face was considered ruggedly handsome by some, his body was what had gotten him his choice of women on the streets. At 5 foot 8 inches, the 180 pounder was a cut and chiseled mass of beefy rippling muscle. He had broad shoulders, strong arms, meaty pecs, a ripped washboard 29 inch waist, big strong legs, and a butt that could fill out any pair of pants known to man.

Women had been impressed with his build, Brian had plenty of cut muscles for them to admire and desire, but those same women weren’t very impressed when they finally saw the muscle stud stripped and erect. His five inch penis and average testicles didn’t seem to fit his big manly frame. He loved to fuck, but he was a very selfish lover, he had never really satisfied a woman. He considered the women he laid to be lucky to have him in their beds. He’d never had a lasting relationship, he went from woman to woman, it only took one or two fucks and females seem to loose interest in both him and his incredible body.

He had been in prison for 2 years and still had at least one to go. It had only taken a couple of months of being locked up before he tried sex with his first punk boy. The first few times, he only got a blow job, but that soon changed. He loved fucking, he loved driving his cock in and out of a hot hole. Head jobs were okay for a quickie but Brian found the physical act of fucking much more satisfying. The real shame was he that he wasn’t very good at it.

Like most incarcerated men, Brian didn’t think that fucking another guy in the ass was homosexual. Homosexuals were the ones that sucked dick or took it up the ass. Brian thought of himself as all man, a real stud. He was a tough guy, he wasn’t a dude to refuse.

In country jail he had gone as far as bullying a couple of guys into giving up some head. In prison, there was a huge selection of fuck boys that could be had very easily for a few dollars. He could choose from cute boys, pretty boys, effeminate boys, the selection seemed endless. A pack of cigarettes would buy a piece of ass, Brian bought several pieces a week. He loved to fuck!

He had plenty of money, his family made sure of that. His life in prison was as comfortable as convict could lead. He worked out, he fucked, and he drank. There was liquor and beer smuggled into the prison on a daily basis but he liked the potent home brewed wine that was made in secluded store rooms and hidden areas thru out the prison.


James Espada was new to the prison but not new to living behind bars. The 19 year old was beginning his second week of prison life but had been locked up off and on since the age of 14. He was doing a simple 2 year sentence for possession of marijuana.

James was only 5 foot 5 and 145 pounds. Cute, very good looking and trim described the young man perfectly. His body appeared slim in clothes but he was actually quite strong and muscular for his size. His chest and arms were smooth and well developed. His abs were tight, hard as steel, there was a slight trace of a treasure trail below his navel. His thighs bulged, his calves were equally strong. His butt was a tight bubble of smooth teenage man flesh. His lower legs had a light dusting of dark hairs, his butt was as smooth and hairless as his chest. However, his cock bush was full and rich, a tangle of dark hair nested above his large endowment.

He was a quiet guy and preferred being alone. He avoided the large noisy crowds that formed in the day room when sports were on TV. He went to chow call, he went to yard call but spent most of his time alone in his cell. Having 7 older brothers, he had never had much peace and quiet growing up.

His first homosexual experience hadn’t taken place behind bars. At age 13, he had let a 14 year old neighbor boy suck his cock. He had also experimented with girls at an early age but found his preference to be butt fucking. He had stuck his dick in the mouths and ass of many other boys and men, yet strangely enough, he also considered himself straight. After all, he didn’t suck cock, he didn’t take it up his ass!

James didn’t look or act tough but growing up with 7 older brothers had definitely made him tough. He was a fighter, he could and would kick ass if it was called for.

At 19, he was cute, almost boyishly pretty, when he had landed in Juvie for the first time, he had been downright beautiful. His very first night there, a large 16 year old had attempted to punk James. It didn’t happen, young James kicked the 16 year olds ass then proceeded to give the would be bully boy a good hard fucking. The bully had screamed, cried, begged, and pleaded but James rode that boy’s ass and popped that tight hole.

He had been locked up quite a few times before he finally landed in prison. On more than a few occasions, he defended and protected his ass from would be rapists. Even during his last stay in county jail before being sentenced to prison, two men had tried to turn him into the jail cell cock sucker. It hadn’t happened, he beat them both down.

James didn’t know fear but neither was he a trouble maker. Though he had raped some of the ones who had thought to rape him, he never used his fighting abilities to force himself on an innocent person. He knew he was cute, he was well aware that he had a huge dick, and that made him a magnet for cock loving faggots. No matter where he was, sooner or later a punk or two would seek him out and satisfy his man needs.


It was a hot August night, Brian had gotten his hands on a couple of joints and a gallon of strong home brew. He was high, drunk, and horny. As he guzzled down the homemade wine, his thoughts were on the stiff erection in his boxer shorts. His five incher was rock hard and throbbing. He had fucked a pretty boy last night and one the night before but his balls were full and his boner was nagging at him to fuck again.

He stood up and went to the toilet in the back of his cell to take a leak. It was hard to piss with his cock so hard but he managed. He poured some more wine and looked in his locker. He had plenty of commissary, lots of cigarettes. He was going to fuck tonight! He was going to shoot a load of hot cum inside some cute little fuck boy.