JailForce part 10 thru 12

Jail Force

Parts 10-12

By: Jimmy T Seay

(m+/t oral forced enema jail)

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Don loved performing. Well, he loved it when it was involving sex. He was
really going to enjoy what was about to unfold. Not only was he about to
have this golden boy, he was about to ruin the same boy’s life.

Don was about to show out for his viewing audience. “Brian, get those two
mattresses!” Don pointed as he ordered the boy.

Brian was very conscious of his nudity now. He tried to shield his body as
he moved to follow Don’s orders. He grabbed a mattress and took it to where
Don stood.

Don said, “Lay it there, put the other one here.”

Brian got the other mattress. They were side by side on the floor, close up
by the bars. Ortez and the others no longer hid. They were right up at the
bars. The rest of the tank sat on the bench, watching the drama unfold.

Bruno knew this was going to be fun. His big dick would play a part of this.
he started getting hard again, just waiting for his turn.

Don said, “Kid, if I had know you were gonna pay me a visit, I would have
been more prepared. It ain’t every day a man gets to have a punk like you.
But, we can make due.”

Brian looked at Don, trying to pretend there was no one else around. Don
said, “first I need a couple of sexy poses. Come here, Brian.”

Brian walked up to Don. He whispered, his voice still weak from the throat
pounding Bruno had given him. “Please, sir. Not in front of them. Please?
I’ll do anything, but not with them watching.”

Don answered him coldly and loudly. “You will do anything, anyway. I want
your friends over there to see, so they will see.” Don grabbed Brian, moving
his body. Don placed his lips to Brian’s mouth. The camera flashed, and the
picture ejected.

Don smiled, “Now, a money shot. Turn your back to the camera, but look over
your shoulder into the camera. Let the camera see that big butt and those
pretty eyes.”

Brian did as he was told. His life was ruined, what did it matter? The next
shot was of Brian kneeling and kissing Don’s dick.

Don said, “Enough of the glamour shots, it’s time for this boy to learn some
new things.”

Steve yelled, “Fuck the games, fuck him in the ass!”

Don looked at Steve, he locked his eyes on Steve’s eyes. “Boy, you keep
quiet. This is my show! If you were in here, I’d punk your ass too!”

Steve said softly, “Yeah, what ever.”

Don didn’t like interruptions. He said, “Now, Brian, get down in the middle
of the mattresses on all fours. But I want you sideways to them. I want you
to look at them. Do you understand?”

Brian said sadly, “Yes sir.”

Don said, “I want you to look at the smart ass over there. What ever I do to
you, could happen to him.”

Steve started to defend himself. He’d never be sucking dick, but something
in Don’s stare scared him enough so that he didn’t feel safe, even though
bars separated them.

Brian got down on all fours, in the classic doggy position. Don felt like an
educator as he knelt down behind Brian. He spread the boy’s legs wider
apart, he made sure the boy was looking at the smart assed kid.

Don started his lecture. “Okay, this punk is virgin. A lot of men would just
shove their cocks up in his pussy, but there’s a right way and a wrong way.
Brian here, has had a good pussy douching. But he’s never been fucked. Now,
if I was to just shove my dick in him, he’d hurt, he’d scream, he’d hate me.