Purgatory Games – A Gay Sci-Fi Sex Story

Purgatory Games – A Gay Sci-Fi Sex Story



by Mark James (pennandquill@yahoo.com)


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In the future, prisoner gladiator games are the

ultimate reality television. When nineteen year old

Kyle lands in Purgatory Prison, his new cell mate is

JT, the toughest gladiator in Purgatory. (MM, reluc, v,

sci-fi)


***


The top bunk was empty except for a heart shaped box of

pink mints on the naked stained mattress. A note next

to the box said, “Be my girl”. The guard looked from

the note to Kyle’s pretty face.


“Welcome to Purgatory, boy,” the guard said with a

smile fit for Hells’ gatekeeper. He slammed the heavy

cell door, leaving Kyle to the cruel hands of the

twisted God who ruled this place.


Democracy raged across the world in Afghanistan, Iraq,

Iran and North Korea. The warriors who did battle on

baseball diamonds, footballs fields and basketball

courts were gone, overseas waging war for a Democratic

Utopia. With police forces across the country depleted

by war, the Department of Homeland Security desperately

needed a new flavor of electronic heroin to soothe the

jaded masses.


Back in 2025, the Monastic Reform Law blasted through

Washington and came down on prisons like the devil’s

hammer, bringing prisoners to God in a rough way.

Purgatory was the first prison to offer redemption

under the new Monastic Reform Law. The redemption and

punishment of prisoners became a public spectacle,

second only to the Roman Coliseum.


The public couldn’t get enough of televised whippings

of unrepentant prisoners. Prisoner gladiator games, the

newest concept in reality television, became the

biggest money maker since boxing in Las Vegas. Now,

years later, every prison in the country brought

cutthroats, thieves and reluctant soldiers to God on

live television, the ultimate electronic heroin high.


Kyle slumped down onto the bottom bunk, letting the

bedding under his arm slip to the floor. He sat with

his head in his hands, letting his dark brown hair fall

across his face like a curtain. Behind his closed eyes

he saw the Call to Service card that had turned up in

his mailbox two weeks ago, one day after his nineteenth

birthday. Kyle’s mad dash to the Mexican border was a

nightmare of days without sleep and hitching rides on

dark highways from men who demanded payment from Kyle

on his knees.


Kyle’s capture came in the middle of the night. The

border patrol swooped down on him, grabbing him up into

the metal jaws of the Unpatriotic Actions Law. When he

refused to sign his service papers, they said they’d

give him a year to think it over. After his year in

Purgatory, they’d be back with their papers. If Kyle

refused to sign again, he’d get five more years.


At nineteen, Kyle was the hottest piece of ass in

Purgatory. Slavery might be over on the outside, but

here in Purgatory, pretty boys like Kyle were handed

out to gladiators like first prize trophies. The Father

Confessor who ran Purgatory had assigned Kyle to JT’s

cell, as a reward for JT winning the Statewide

Gladiator Games.


On the outside, Kyle used his slender body and sweet

boyish looks to get what he wanted. One look into

Kyle’s sultry brown eyes and men understood the promise

of pleasure his soft pink lips offered. Before this

nightmare started, he wouldn’t be with men who liked

fucking ass. Now, Kyle looked around glumly at the dark

red brick walls of the narrow cell. He knew his days of

sucking cock and saying no to more were over. One look

at JT, and everyone knew his bitches took it up the

ass. Hard.


Loud footsteps and harsh voices echoed in the narrow

hallway. The gladiators were coming back from training

in the yard. Kyle steeled himself, and tried to get

ready to meet the man who now owned him.


JT slid the heavy cell door back with a bang and walked

into the small cell. His dark chocolate skin glistened

in the light of the single bulb that hung overhead. His

bare chest and arms rippled with hard, sleek muscle.

Sweat beaded on the flat toughness of his sculpted

belly. A dark tattoo of a screaming skull rippled and

writhed on the bulging bicep of his right arm.


When JT turned and looked at Kyle, there was a dark

hunger in his black eyes that made Kyle shiver inside.


“Hey boy,” JT said in a deep voice that rumbled with

bass. He slid the red bandana off his head and rubbed

sweat from his bald head. “What’s up?”


Kyle wasn’t sure if he should answer. The hardness in

JT’s eyes made Kyle feel like he was thinking about

doing something cruel. Something that would make him

scream. To avoid saying anything, Kyle shrugged and

reached down to get his bedding. But JT stopped him,

leaning his six foot three inch frame on the top bunk.


“You’re even prettier than I thought,” JT said quietly,

looking down into Kyle’s light brown eyes.


Kyle looked at the swelling bulge between JT’s spread

legs and pressed himself further back on the small bed.

JT reached out to stroke Kyle’s cheek, but the boy

flinched as though he’d been slapped.


“Take it easy baby,” JT said with a low laugh. “I ain’t

gonna hurt you. You’re gonna suck my dick and I’m gonna

fuck you. But you ain’t in no danger with me.”


Kyle tried to hide the fear that jolted his heart. No

one had ever taken his ass. JT seemed to read his

thoughts.


“You still a virgin, boy?” JT let his eyes crawl

greedily over Kyle’s slender body.


When Kyle turned brilliant red and didn’t answer, JT

chuckled, a soft, low sound that sent chills down

Kyle’s spine.


“I got you a present.” JT offered Kyle the box of candy

from the top bunk, looking down at him with hard eyes

that promised no mercy.


Kyle knew what it would mean if he refused the box of

pink, heart shaped candies. An image of Jimmy’s face,

horribly battered and bruised, rose in his mind. Kyle

took the pink box from JT’s big hand, nearly snatching

it in his haste to accept the gift.


“You’ll do alright with me,” JT said quietly, seeing

how Kyle’s hand trembled when he took the candy.


JT grabbed the boy’s slender arm, pulling him off the

bed.


“Come here baby,” JT said softly, wrapping Kyle in a

steel embrace.


JT ran his calloused fingers slowly along the softness

of Kyle’s mouth, looking at the way his pink lips came

together in a pout.


“These lips feel good wrapped around a man’s cock?” JT

stared into Kyle’s soft brown eyes, unbothered by the

fear he saw in the boy.


JT pushed Kyle gently, sending him reeling into the

corner between the bunk bed and the wall.


A picture of Jimmy’s face rose in Kyle’s mind again, in

grim detail. He spun and faced the wall, spreading his

legs, his ass out. Better to let JT have his way

without a fight.


A heavy hand fell on Kyle’s shoulder. He tensed,

squeezing his eyes shut, promising himself he wouldn’t

scream when JT’s cock tore into his ass.


“Damn baby,” JT’s deep voice said behind Kyle. He

sounded slightly amused. “I ain’t gonna do you like

that, bitch. Turn around. Get on your knees for me like

a good girl.”


Kyle turned and faced JT, slipping to his knees. He

looked up at the big black man standing over him, his

legs spread. JT’s bulging crotch was inches from Kyle’s

lips. His cock looked big enough to ream Kyle’s ass

with just one stroke.


“I’ll do what you want,” Kyle blurted. He looked up

into JT’s eyes, pleading. “Just don’t make it bad for

me, please?”


JT’s black eyes were twin pools of dark hunger, like an

animal on the prowl.


“I like my bitch to blow me after I train in the yard.

I get relaxed like that,” JT said, ignoring Kyle’s

plea.


JT had unzipped his jeans and was reaching in to take

out his dick when a voice stopped him.


“JT, we got to talk,” a man’s low voice said at the

cell door.


“Fuck that,” JT said without turning around. “I’m

trying out my new girl.”


“It’s important,” the other man said. “About the game

next week.”


“It better be important,” JT said, zipping his pants,

keeping his dark eyes on Kyle.


JT stroked Kyle’s cheek, and pursed his lips in a

silent kiss. “Later baby,” he said, and turned away,

disappearing through the cell door.


Kyle sprang to his feet the moment JT left and went to

the cell bars. JT stood at the far end of the tier,

talking to another man. For a wild moment, Kyle thought

of escape. But to where? Nobody fucked with a

gladiator. He got his bedding from the floor and

started putting sheets on his bunk, thinking of the

coming night.


After dinner, Kyle trudged back to his cell, sure that

JT was there, waiting to ream his ass. He was relieved

to find his cell empty. Kyle lay on the top bunk,

thinking about JT. Before he realized it, Kyle was

thinking of how it felt to be on his knees, with JT’s

hard body towering over him. Kyle’s cock surged at the

memory of JT’s dark, sleek body pressed close, his

unzipped jeans inches from Kyle’s lips.


The breathy sound of men fucking came from the next

cell, echoing down the narrow tier. Kyle closed his

eyes and imagined himself on his knees between JT’s

legs, letting the harsh sound of the men screwing

become the sound of JT while Kyle sucked him off.


Kyle undid his jeans, took his hard cock in his fist,

and was about to jack off when a low voice said, “I

don’t like my girls jacking off when I ain’t around.”


Kyle sat bolt upright at the sound of JT’s voice. He

shoved his cock back inside his jeans, a flush of

embarrassment rising to his face. JT walked into the

cell and leaned against the top bunk.


“Was you thinking about my cock in your mouth or up

your ass?” JT caressed Kyle’s hot face softly


The lights out warning buzzer saved Kyle from

answering. Just after JT walked into the cell, a guard

came down the tier, locking cell doors and doing last

head count. Ten minutes later, a loud buzz signaled

final lights out, and near total darkness fell.


“Come here baby,” JT said. “You take care of my cock

every night after lights out.”


Kyle slipped from the bunk bed and knelt in front of

JT, anxious to show him that he would have him without

a fight. The last thing Kyle wanted was for JT to get

angry.


“No,” JT said quietly.


Kyle looked up at him, fear bright in his eyes, afraid

he’d done something wrong.


“Over there, in the corner,” JT said. “I know you

bitches don’t like nobody seeing you with a man. Guards

can’t see you there.”


Kyle got up and wedged himself into the shadowy privacy

of the corner between the bed and wall. A dim ray of

light fell across Kyle’s face in the darkness. JT

caressed Kyle’s face, feeling how he trembled.


“You scared of me?”


Kyle nodded, knowing he couldn’t hide it.


“You suck my cock and get fucked like a good girl, and

ain’t nothing gonna happen to you.”


Kyle knew he should have kept quiet about Jimmy, but he

couldn’t. Jimmy had been JT’s boy until two days ago,

when he’d been shipped to the hospital, with his right

arm broken in three places and his jaw shattered from a

bad beating. Kyle had seen them taking him. His face

had been swollen like a water balloon, both eyes

blackened and purple.


“What about Jimmy?” Kyle said quietly.


“He wouldn’t be a good girl,” JT said softly. “But you

ain’t like him. You’ll be a good bitch for me, won’t

you?”


Kyle nodded, looking up into JT’s glittering eyes in

the darkness.


“Good. Then I won’t have hurt you like that,” JT said,

unzipping his jeans.


JT unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them down his hips. He

stood with his legs spread, his thick cock jutting

straight up, well past his navel.


“You gonna suck my cock like a good girl?” JT said,

stroking his hard meat.


Kyle nodded, nearly mesmerized by the sight of JT’s fat

cock.


“Get to it bitch.” JT pulled Kyle by the hair and

forced the boy’s face into his crotch. “Show me how

good those lips feel on a man’s dick.”


Kyle closed his eyes a moment to steady himself, then

he started at the base of JT’s impossibly thick cock,

licking around his low hanging balls. Kyle ran his

slick tongue up and around JT’s hairy balls, taking his

time, letting his whole tongue slide along JT’s nuts.

Then Kyle slid his tongue down the length of JT’s cock,

feeling how the hard flesh was veined, nearly all the

way out to the thick head.


“I been thinking about your hot mouth all day,” JT

said, pressing his crotch into Kyle’s face.


Kyle let his tongue linger on the head of JT’s cock,

circling the thick head slowly, before sliding his hot

tongue all the way back down to his heavy balls.


“Oh yeah bitch. Open your fucking mouth. Suck my cock,”

JT said. He leaned on his powerful arms against the

wall.


Kyle opened his mouth wide and JT slid into the pretty

boy’s hot mouth, feeding him his thick ten inch cock,

moaning softly. The sight of his dark chocolate cock

sliding between the boy’s pretty pink lips drove JT

crazy.


“You better suck my cock good, bitch,” JT said, pumping

his hips slowly.


JT slid his cock deep down Kyle’s throat on every

stroke, nearly gagging him, then he held himself inside

Kyle’s mouth, enjoying the way the boy’s gag reflex

made his throat massage the head of his cock.


“I can’t wait to try that virgin ass,” JT said, fucking

slowly in and out of Kyle’s mouth.


He took the boy’s pretty face in his hands, feeling the

softness of his cheeks, watching how Kyle’s pink lips

stretched tight against his dark, thick cock.


“You look so fucking hot baby, on your knees with my

fat black cock stretching your pretty lips,” JT said.


JT tossed his head back and pumped his hips in a

slightly circular motion, speeding up as his throbbing

cock came close to exploding in Kyle’s mouth.


“Get ready to swallow my come, bitch,” JT said, driving

his hips into Kyle’s face.


Kyle struggled to take JT’s cock deep down his throat,

gagging, feeling how his own hard cock strained at his

jeans. Choking on a man’s cock drove Kyle crazy. He

ached to take JT’s load down his throat.


“Oh yeah bitch, you want it. You want my come real bad,

don’t you?”


Kyle grabbed JT’s cock near the base. When JT didn’t

slap him or make him stop, Kyle started jacking him

off, tightening his fist around JT’s slick, throbbing

cock rhythmically.


“Oh fuck, yeah,” JT said, pushing his cock into Kyle’s

grabbing hand.


JT wrapped his fingers into Kyle’s hair and held him

still while he fucked his face.


“Oh yeah bitch,” JT said, breathing hard. “You fucking

suck bitch. Take it. Take my fucking load.”


JT slapped Kyle’s hand away and pumped Kyle’s mouth

harder, choking him on nearly every stroke, breathing

hard, moaning deep in his throat. JT jammed his

throbbing cock down Kyle’s throat again and again, hard

and fast, until finally he crammed his dick deep down

Kyle’s throat, groaning in pleasure. His cock exploded

and sent hot come shooting down Kyle’s throat.


“Swallow it,” JT said, looking down at Kyle with hard

eyes.


Kyle swallowed, working his throat, looking up at JT.


“Good, bitch,” JT said. “I make my girls swallow. Or I

beat their ass.”


He wiped the corners of Kyle’s lips where come had

leaked from his mouth and slid his fingers into the

boy’s mouth, forcing Kyle to lick and suck until his

fingers were clean.


“How you like sucking my dick, boy?” JT said, zipping

his jeans.


Kyle shrugged, unable to make himself meet JT’s eyes

boring down into him. Kyle’s need to suck cock and be a

bitch for a man like JT always embarrassed him.


“Don’t be acting like you didn’t like it, boy. I know a

cock sucking bitch when I see one. Come here,” he said,

pulling Kyle to his feet. He was more careful this

time, so Kyle didn’t feel like his arm was ripping out

of its socket.


“Turn around,” JT said.


Kyle faced the wall and JT pressed real close to him

and reached around to cup Kyle’s bulging crotch.


“Damn,” JT said. He massaged Kyle’s dick through his

jeans. “Look how fucking hard you are, bitch.”


Kyle moaned softly. He was aching to come.


“Take your jeans off,” JT said.


Kyle slid his jeans down his slender hips, shaking

loose of them almost immediately. Now he stood with

just his shirt on and his jockey shorts with an

embarrassing bulge in them. JT unbuttoned Kyle’s shirt

from behind, while he kissed his neck softly.


“I’m gonna give you a taste of what little bitches like

you need,” JT whispered into Kyle’s ear.


He slipped the boy’s briefs down and slid the shirt

from Kyle’s slim body, passing his hands gently over

Kyle’s tight round ass.


“You got a pretty ass boy,” JT whispered into Kyle’s

ear. “Soon I’m gonna put you on all fours and fuck this

tight little bitch hole.”


JT ran his rough hands slowly over Kyle’s smooth chest,

paying special attention to the boy’s nipples, ignoring

the way Kyle trembled in his arms.


“Start jacking off,” JT whispered into Kyle’s ear.


JT’s promise to fuck his ass terrified Kyle, but he was

desperate to shoot his load after the way JT had fucked

his mouth. Kyle grabbed his cock and started jacking

off.


“Not so fast bitch, enjoy it, go slow.” JT put his big

hand over Kyle’s to show him the slow rhythm he wanted

him to use.


“I only make bitches out of men who want it up the

ass,” JT said into Kyle’s ear. “But you don’t want it

up your ass, right?”


JT lubed two fingers with Vaseline and held them up so

Kyle could see.


“I ain’t gonna hurt you. Don’t do nothing stupid like

trying to fight me,” JT said.


Slowly, JT pressed one lubed finger to Kyle’s ass. The

boy tensed immediately.


“Relax bitch or I’ll make you get my cock hard again.

You want me to ream this virgin ass?”


“Sorry JT,” Kyle said in a low, scared voice.


“Keep working your cock,” JT said.


Kyle tried to relax as he felt a long finger press

slowly into him. JT kissed the side of Kyle’s neck

softly, while he worked his finger into Kyle’s ass

gently.


The feel of something inside his tight ass was new to

Kyle. It felt good. His hand sped up on his hard cock,

but JT slapped Kyle’s bare ass, hard.


“Slower,” JT said. “You better not come ‘til I let you,

boy.”


Kyle slowed down, even though his cock throbbed crazily

in his slick fist.


“You ain’t no bitch. You don’t like it up the ass,

right?” JT whispered into Kyle’s ear.


JT felt Kyle’s tight hole open to him and he slid all

the way in. Slowly he started easing another finger

into Kyle’s tight ass while Kyle worked his cock in the

slow rhythm JT had given him.


When both fingers were inside him, JT leaned close to

Kyle and said, “I’m gonna fuck this hot little ass with

my fingers. If you don’t come like a moaning bitch

after I finger your ass, I’ll give you back. I won’t do

nothing to you.”


Slowly JT worked his fingers in and out of Kyle’s ass,

matching the slow rhythm of him jacking off. At first,

Kyle held himself still against JT’s long fingers,

tightening his ass. But his ass loosened up and JT

worked deeper into his tight hole with every stroke,

until finally his long fingers massaged Kyle’s

prostrate.


“Oh fuck,” Kyle said, pressing back into JT’s fingers,

moaning softly.


“Yeah boy, that’s it. Show me how much you hate taking

it up the ass. Show me you ain’t no bitch.”


JT wrapped his muscled arm around Kyle’s waist and

pulled the boy close, keeping his fingers inside Kyle’s

ass. Then he slapped Kyle’s hand away. JT grabbed the

boy’s cock in his strong hand and started jacking him

off in a slow rhythm that made Kyle writhe in his grip.


“You liking it up your ass, bitch?”


“It feels so fucking good,” Kyle said, moaning.


“Yeah, that’s right. Look how hard your cock with my

fingers up your ass.”


JT slid his fingers slowly in and out of Kyle’s ass,

matching the rhythm of his hand on the boy’s cock.


“Only a bitch likes it up the ass. Ain’t that right

boy?”


Kyle rocked his hips, caught between the double

pleasure of JT’s fingers up his ass, and his strong

hand on his cock.


“Yeah,” Kyle said, breathing hard.


“Say it,” JT said, sliding his fingers in and out of

Kyle’s ass real slow. “Tell me.”


He kissed the side of Kyle’s neck, licking up and down

his soft skin.


“Tell me how you’re gonna be my bitch and take it up

the ass,” JT said.


Kyle moaned in helpless pleasure, but he said nothing.


“You want me to stop boy, and handcuff you and make you

sleep like this?”


“No,” Kyle said. “Please. Don’t stop.”


“You know what you got to say boy,” JT said.


“I’m your bitch,” Kyle said, pushing his ass back to

meet JT’s fingers. “I’ll be your girl JT. Let me come,

please,” Kyle begged.


“Oh yeah. I’m gonna let you come just like a bitch, on

your knees.”


JT pulled his fingers out of Kyle’s ass, and spun him

around. Kyle looked up at him in confusion, his hard

cock jutting up between his legs.


“Down,” JT said. “I’m gonna watch you jack off on your

knees, while you tell me what a bitch you are.”


Kyle slipped to his knees, grabbed his throbbing cock

and started jacking off again, moaning and panting

softly.


“Look at me boy,” JT said, standing over him.


Kyle met his dark eyes.


“You’re my bitch now,” JT said, while Kyle jacked off

for him on his knees. He slapped Kyle’s face lightly.

“You understand?”


“Yeah,” Kyle said, sliding his fist up and down his

hard cock.


JT grabbed Kyle’s chin so he could look down into the

boy’s eyes. He loved seeing the need in Kyle’s eyes.


“You’re gonna suck my cock and get fucked up the ass.

How come?” JT said.


Kyle tried to turn away from him, but JT slapped his

face again, harder.


“How come you’re gonna suck my cock and take it up the

ass?” JT said.


Kyle was panting and moaning, looking up into JT’s

hard, merciless eyes.


“‘Cause I’m a bitch,” Kyle said.


A moan of pleasure escaped him.


“Please JT,” Kyle begged. “Please.”


“Yeah. Come on your knees like a bitch. I wanna hear

you say it. Tell me you’re my bitch, over and over,

‘til you shoot.”


“I’m your bitch,” Kyle said, jacking himself off

wildly.


Nothing made JT hotter than forcing a man to make a

bitch of himself for him.


“Louder,” JT said, giving Kyle’s face a rough shake.

“Don’t piss me off.”


“I’m your bitch JT,” Kyle said, loud enough for it to

echo in the small cell.


“Good,” JT said, holding Kyle’s face and looking

straight down into his eyes.


“Keep saying it ‘til you come.”


Kyle slid his fist up and down his slick cock madly,

panting and moaning, saying over and over that he was

JT’s bitch.


“Yeah bitch, come on,” JT said, when he saw Kyle was

close. “Shoot your come on your knees for me.”


Kyle tried to throw his head back, but JT held his

face, looking down into Kyle’s eyes. A final groan of

ecstasy escaped Kyle and he exploded all over his hand.


“Lick it off your hand,” JT said, standing back.


He watched Kyle lick the sticky mess from his hand,

enjoying the way the boy’s face flushed with shame,

thinking about what he’d done. When Kyle had licked the

last of his come from his fingers, JT turned his back

on him and got into his bunk.


“Go to sleep,” he told Kyle. “I’m busting your cherry

tomorrow night.”


He heard the boy climb into the top bunk. JT fell

asleep to the soft sound of Kyle crying in the dark.


CHAPTER II


Kyle sat next to JT at the table in the drafty stone

room that was the prison cafeteria. Voices echoed all

around them, bouncing off the high ceilings. Morning

sun streamed through high windows, glinting off the

dull steel of the tables bolted to the floor.


All the men at the table had the lean, cruel look of

men who’d spent a long time in prison. Their hard

bodies, bristling with muscle, spoke of a hunger for

violence that gave them the look of predators on the

prowl. They were all gladiators. If they weren’t in

prison, they’d be rich from all the money they made for

Purgatory.


“Hey JT, heard you enjoyed your new bitch last night,”

Terence said.


Terence, a black man with thick arms ridged with

muscle, sat across the table from JT. He looked at Kyle

and ran his tongue across his lips.


“Yeah,” Tyrone said. He sat across from JT next to

Terence. He looked like he spent his life pumping iron.

Even his face looked angular with muscle. “I’m your

bitch, JT. I’m your bitch,” Tyrone said in a high

falsetto, pumping his hips on his chair.


Kyle dropped his eyes to his plate of oatmeal, his face

turning a brilliant scarlet.


The whole table of black men laughed.


“Look at that bitch,” Calvin said. “He’s turning all

red and shit. What’s wrong boy, you didn’t like JT’s

fat cock pumping your faggot mouth?”


JT glanced over at Kyle beside him, taking in the boy’s

red face and the way his light brown eyes were bright

with unshed tears under his long lashes.


“Leave him alone,” JT said quietly.


“Come on man, tell us,” Terence said. “Did you fuck the

bitch? He got a tight ass?”


“Nah, he didn’t fuck her,” Tyrone said. “Ain’t nobody

heard no screaming.”


The whole table broke into laughter again. To Kyle they

sounded like hyenas fighting over a fresh kill. He

fought back tears. It would just make things worse if

he cried.


“I said, leave him alone,” JT said in an even quieter

voice.


Kyle looked up at JT, surprised at the anger in his low

voice. He loved the way mood at the table changed. The

other men suddenly looked scared. Kyle was glad.


“Hey man,” Tyrone said, “he’s just a bitch. What the

fuck do you care?”


The table fell silent. All eyes turned to JT.


“You know what your problem is Tyrone?” JT said.


“What?” Tyrone said, loud and cocky. “Bitches can’t get

enough of my dick?”


“No,” JT said, looking at Tyrone mildly. “You’re too

stupid to know when to shut your fucking mouth.”


Tyrone opened his mouth to say something else, but

Calvin said, “Leave it alone Ty. Shut up.”


“Stay away from my bitch,” JT said, looking Tyrone in

the eye. “I let it go last time ‘cause I owed you.

Don’t start no shit with me.”


“Come on, JT, forget it, alright?” Terence said.


After that, Kyle ate his oatmeal in the new, uneasy

silence at the table. In a little while, the men

started talking about the coming games on television.

Soon the ugly sound of a buzzer filled the stone room,

and all the men filed out to their work details.


Kyle hurried out, nearly pushing past JT and the other

men.


“Looks like your new bitch ain’t saying bye,” he heard

Tyrone say.


Kyle pushed his way through the men, heading for his

job at the library.


“Hey boy,” Kyle heard JT saying behind him.


But Kyle kept walking, as if he heard nothing. He’d be

safe once he got to the library. He hoped.


JT’s long strides caught up with him. He grabbed Kyle’s

arm, just outside the men’s room. A uniformed guard

stood by the door. No one was supposed to go in the

bathroom before reporting for work detail. JT walked by

the guard, dragging Kyle along as if the guard were

invisible. The man in uniform watched, but said

nothing. Kyle could have sworn he saw a look of fear

pass briefly across his face when he met JT’s eyes.


Inside the bathroom, JT pushed Kyle into one of the

brick walls.


“What the fuck’s wrong with you bitch? Walking out on

me like that?”


Kyle knew what JT meant. In prison, it was a show of

disrespect when you belonged to a man to get up and

walk off, leaving him sitting at the table the way he’d

done. But Kyle tried to play dumb.


“I didn’t do anything,” Kyle said, looking up into JT’s

black eyes. He tried to push past him. “I have to get

to the library. I’ll get in trouble.”


“Fuck that,” JT said, grabbing Kyle’s arm hard. “You’re

in trouble now bitch.”


JT spun Kyle around to face him, and pushed the boy

into the wall. He tried not to hurt the bitch, but Kyle

hit the wall so hard, it knocked the breath out of him.


“What’s wrong with you? I told them to leave you alone,

didn’t I? I could of made you get on your knees between

my legs and stay like that. You think any guard in

here’s gonna stop me?”


Kyle tried to control his rising temper, but he

couldn’t. All the anger, the frustration, the

humiliation of the way JT’s friends had treated him

came flying out with his words.


“You did it on purpose,” Kyle yelled at JT. “You wanted

them to hear me last night.”


Kyle looked up into JT’s black eyes and saw a dark fury

that filled him with cold terror. Too late, Kyle

realized he’d made a bad mistake.


“JT, please, I didn’t mean-” Kyle tried to say, but JT

slapped his face, hard.


“You’re lucky I like you boy. You’re real lucky I don’t

take you down to the machine shop and share your virgin

ass with my friends,” JT said in a soft voice that

chilled Kyle to the bone.


There would be no arguing with that soft, implacable

voice if JT decided to do that. Kyle did the only thing

he could think of that might calm JT.


“I’m sorry.” Kyle slipped to his knees, and ran his

hands gently over JT’s crotch. “You’re right. I’m your

bitch. I shouldn’t have done that.” Kyle kneaded JT’s

crotch softly, feeling his thick cock stir to life.


“Why you bitches get all embarrassed and shit?” JT

said, stroking Kyle’s cheek. Kyle was relieved to see

that JT’s mood had suddenly changed. “You live in my

cell now, everyone knows you’re sucking my cock and

getting it up the ass. I put you in the corner where

nobody could see you, didn’t I?”


Kyle nodded, trying to put on a look of gratitude he

didn’t feel. “Yeah,” Kyle said, pressing his hands

against JT’s bulging jeans. “You’re right. Let me show

you I’m sorry.”


“That’s better bitch,” JT said, undoing his jeans.


Kyle reached for JT’s hard cock like he was desperate

to suck his dick. But inside he trembled. Kyle was sure

that if he didn’t suck him off real good, JT would take

him to the machine shop and share him with his friends.


JT grabbed Kyle’s hair and slapped his face lightly

when the boy didn’t open his mouth fast enough.


His cheeks stinging from JT’s heavy hand, Kyle

stretched his pink lips around JT’s dark chocolate

cock. It wasn’t like last night. JT was impatient,

driving his cock hard on every stroke, choking Kyle,

looking down into his scared eyes.


“Don’t make me mad boy,” JT said, thrusting his hips

into Kyle’s face. “Or I’ll make it bad for you bitch.

I’ll rent your ass out.”


He fucked deep into Kyle’s mouth, choking him again and

again until tears slipped down his soft cheeks. JT

twined both his powerful hands into Kyle’s hair,

holding him still while he pumped his hard cock in and

out of his soft pink lips.


“Tonight, I’m fucking that pretty virgin ass real

hard,” JT said.


Kyle looked up at JT, his light brown eyes full of

fear.


“That’s right boy, I’m busting your cherry tonight,” JT

said, stroking in and out of Kyle’s hot mouth.


He pumped his thick cock into Kyle’s mouth, changing

his rhythm to short, hard strokes, rocking his hips,

grunting low in his throat with pleasure. He watched

his dark, veined cock sliding in and out of Kyle’s

mouth, seeing how his hard cock stretched the boy’s

lips tight against his throbbing flesh.


“Oh yeah, boy,” JT said, breathing hard. He let go Kyle

and leaned on the wall, pumping his mouth hard. “You’re

gonna be my ass bitch.”


JT grabbed Kyle’s hair again, twining his strong

fingers deep into the boy’s silky hair, and stroked

into Kyle’s mouth in a desperate rhythm, panting and

grunting, his mouth pulled back in a grimace.


“You’re gonna be my girl after tonight. I’m gonna fuck

the shit out of your virgin hole,” JT said.


He fucked Kyle’s mouth hard, holding him still and

helpless in his iron grip, cramming his hard cock meat

down Kyle’s throat again and again.


“Cock sucking bitch,” JT said, panting hard, “Oh fuck,”

he said between clenched teeth. “Take it bitch. Take my

fucking come.”


JT threw his head back, arched his back and pulled

Kyle’s face down on his cock, moaning so low it was

almost a growl of pleasure. Suddenly his driving cock

jetted hot come down Kyle’s throat.


Kyle swallowed JT’s heavy load of thick come, then ran

his tongue along his cock and balls, licking him clean.


“Don’t beat me up,” Kyle pleaded, licking JT’s cock,

looking up at him. Kyle slid his tongue around JT’s

balls, licking at the sticky mess of his drying come.


Over and over Kyle saw Jimmy in his mind, both eyes

blackened, one swollen nearly shut, his lips split, his

arm in a splint.


“I’ll do what you want,” Kyle said, licking JT’s balls

softly, looking up into dark eyes.


“That’s what you said last night, bitch,” JT said,

zipping his jeans. “And by breakfast you was already

pissing me off.”


Kyle was horrified to hear the anger that had been in

JT’s voice before he sucked him off coming back.


“I’m sorry,” Kyle said, in a trembling voice almost too

low to be heard.


Kyle looked down at the floor, sure that JT was about

to make him into Jimmy’s twin. He remembered the scared

look on the guard’s face outside the bathroom. Kyle

knew that nobody would come help him, no matter how

loud he screamed.


Kyle flinched when JT grabbed his face. He squeezed his

eyes shut, tried to be ready for the first fist that

would come driving into his face.


“Look at me boy,” JT said, bending over Kyle.


Kyle’s eyes flew open. JT’s face loomed large over him.


“The last thing you want in this world is to be on my

bad side. Jimmy, he got on my bad side,” JT said in a

soft voice that carried more menace than the loudest

threat. “Next time you think about fucking with me,

don’t do it.”


He turned and walked out, leaving Kyle on his knees,

more scared than he had ever been.


When Kyle got to the library, he expected the guard to

ask him where the fuck he’d been, why he was so late.

But Victor, the CO on duty, only nodded to him, then

went back to the paper he’d been reading.


When Tyrone walked into the library two hours later,

all the prisoners stared at him. Gladiators never used

the library. His big body was outlined under a tight t-

shirt that bulged with hard muscle. Kyle found the

darkest corner between stacks in the big library and

hid.


“Hey boy,” Tyrone said, when he found Kyle’s hiding

place. He’d sniffed him out like a predator. “How come

you’re back here in the dark?”


Kyle shrugged, looking up at Tyrone. He was trapped in

the narrow aisle between stacks. Tyrone’s huge body

blocked his way out. Kyle’s mind raced. He knew trouble

was heading for him like a screaming freight train.


Tyrone came closer to Kyle until he was only inches

from the boy. “Did JT fuck your little bitch ass yet?”


Kyle swallowed, and shook his head, no.


“When he gets a new boy, he fucks ass the first night,

to try him out. Except virgins. He likes to take his

time with virgins. You been fucked up the ass before

boy?”


Tyrone was pressed close to Kyle in the darkness. His

voice was low and intimate, like lovers having sweet

talk.


“No. I’m a virgin.” Kyle was too scared to look up into

Tyrone’s greedy eyes.


Tyrone ran his hand over Kyle’s crotch, felt the

growing hardness there.


“You’re hard boy. How come? You need that little virgin

hole fucked real hard?”


Kyle had gotten hard sucking off JT, but he hadn’t

jacked off. He’d been afraid JT would know somehow.

Now, with Tyrone’s muscled body pressed so close to

him, Kyle was hard again.


“Please-”


But before Kyle could finish, Tyrone grabbed him and

spun him around to face the wall. He undid Kyle’s jeans

and pulled them down along with his cotton briefs. He

pressed his big hand over Kyle’s mouth, muffling the

boy’s cry of surprise.


“I wanna see what JT’s getting,” Tyrone whispered into

Kyle’s ear. “I’m gonna see how tight this virgin ass

is.”


Tyrone stuck a finger in his mouth, then found Kyle’s

hole. He shoved his finger in hard, then jabbed in and

out of Kyle’s hole cruelly, making Kyle groan in pain.


“You’re a fucking tight bitch,” Tyrone said, pulling

his finger out.


He rubbed his hard cock against the boy’s ass roughly.


“You’re lucky you belong to JT. ‘Cause if you was my

bitch I would of raped your virgin ass already and made

you scream real loud.”


Tyrone spun Kyle around to face him and pushed the boy

to his knees. Without saying anything, he took out his

hard cock and grabbed Kyle’s hair.


“You better open your mouth for my cock, bitch. Or I’ll

tell JT you came to me and begged me to let you suck my

cock. You think he wants his bitches sucking cock when

he ain’t around? Remember Jimmy?”


Kyle, haunted by the horrifying memory of Jimmy’s

battered face, opened his mouth.


CHAPTER IV


At lunch, Kyle sat at the table with JT and his

friends, expecting the worst. But Tyrone ignored him,

as if the library had never happened. The men at the

table talked about the game last night and coming bad

weather.


This time, Kyle waited for JT to get up from the table,

like he knew he should, then followed him out of the

cafeteria. JT pulled him into the bathroom again, but

his mood was different this time.


“Hey baby,” JT said, once they were inside.


He pressed Kyle up against a dark brick stone wall. His

palms rested against the brick, beside Kyle’s head. His

heavily muscled body pressed close against Kyle, making

him feel like he was trapped in the shadow of a giant.


“You sucked me off real good this morning.” JT rubbed

his crotch against Kyle, looking down into his eyes,

running his hard fingers along Kyle’s soft lips.


Kyle didn’t know why, but the way JT fucked his face

without caring if he wanted it or not, made Kyle hot

for his cock. JT’s hard, muscled body felt good pressed

up against him. The scent of his sweat, made Kyle’s

cock surge. But Kyle couldn’t get Tyrone’s words out of

his mind.


“What’s wrong baby? How come you’re shaking like that?”

JT said.


Kyle tried to hide his fear by dropping his eyes, but

he JT didn’t let him. He took Kyle’s chin in his hands

and made him look up at him.


“Somebody say something to you? Somebody scared you?”

JT said, his voice low and cold.


Kyle licked his lips, avoiding JT’s hard eyes. “No JT.”


“Nobody said nothing to you?” JT said, grinding his

hips softly into Kyle. The boy could feel JT’s thick

cock rising already.


“No.” Kyle looked down at the floor so he wouldn’t have

to meet the raging hunger in JT’s dark eyes.


JT shook Kyle’s face and looked down into Kyle’s eyes.

He saw a fear that ran deeper than getting his ass

fucked. Something had spooked Kyle, and he was scared

that JT would hurt him real bad.


“I don’t like it when my bitches lie to me,” JT said

quietly.


Kyle gasped, a short whimpering sound, and JT knew he

was right. Something had scared Kyle badly. Or someone.


“Tell me what happened to you boy,” JT said.


He was suddenly different. Instead of pressing close to

Kyle, he stood back, his arms hanging at his sides,

studying Kyle.


“Don’t hurt me,” Kyle said in a low, unsteady voice.

“He made me do it.”


“Who made you do what? Talk to me boy.”


Before Kyle could stop himself, the story of what

happened with Tyrone came pouring out of his lips. He

told JT everything.


“After he came in my mouth, he said he’d be back

whenever he wanted to,” Kyle said, looking up at JT.

“He said if I told you, he’d say it was me who came to

him. But I didn’t JT, I swear. It happened like I told

you.”


For long seconds that seemed like an eternity to Kyle,

JT stood as still as a statue carved from ebony marble.

Then, without warning, JT exploded in rage. He kicked

the bathroom stall behind him hard enough to dent the

solid metal. He heaved a metal garbage barrel at the

polished metal mirror that hung over the sink, scarring

the metal with an ugly scratch. He knocked over the

other two garbage barrels and kicked them all over the

bathroom, making a horrible racket that was terrifying.


Kyle cowered in a corner, watching JT’s rampage,

praying he wasn’t next to get kicked around the stone

floor. When the garbage barrels were dented and twisted

nearly beyond recognition, JT stood over Kyle breathing

hard. Kyle ducked, covering his head with his hands,

cringing in the corner. When JT reached down to pull

him out of the corner, Kyle yelped like a frightened

dog.


“I’m telling the truth, JT,” Kyle managed to say

through his chattering teeth.


“I know you are boy.”


JT’s soft voice surprised Kyle. He risked looking up

into JT’s furious face.


“Relax, bitch. I ain’t hurting you.”


“You’re not?” Kyle said.


“No,” JT said quietly. He pulled Kyle into his arms and

looked down into the boy’s terrified eyes.


“You know what happens now boy?”


Kyle shook his head, looking up into JT’s cold eyes.


“Now me and Tyrone are gonna duel over you. I’m

fighting him for you. There’s gonna be a dark game

tonight. No lights. No cameras. Just us gladiators. And

I’m gonna carve my initials into Tyrone.”


JT’s voice was soft and calm, as if he were talking

about the weather. But his eyes were dark and stormy

with rage.


“Get back to the library. I got things to do.”


JT walked out of the bathroom, kicking aside one of the

garbage barrels he’d knocked over.


CHAPTER III


That night, after dinner, Kyle sat on his bunk, looking

out onto the empty tier. In the cell next to him, he

heard the breathy sound of a man either fucking or

getting his cock sucked. He lay down and tried not to

think about what would happen if Tyrone won the fight

tonight. Kyle would belong to the man who won the duel.

Tyrone’s words came back to Kyle with perfect clarity,

if you was my bitch I would of raped your virgin ass

already and made you scream real loud.


JT walked into their cell and picked up a black bag

that Kyle hadn’t noticed.


“Come on boy,” JT said, looking at Kyle. “Game time.”


Kyle jumped down from his bunk, looking up at JT,

puzzled.


“We can’t leave the cell,” Kyle said. “It’s almost

lights out.”


JT took his hand. “You’re with me now. Come on. Let’s

go.”


Kyle followed JT past guards who acted like they were

both invisible. One guard nodded to JT and asked him

how he was doing. No one tried to stop them.


They left the tier, went down old stone steps that

smelled of sweat and urine, past the first floor. Kyle

counted two flights below the first floor before a big,

black iron door blocked their way.


“Where are we?” Kyle said, looking around in the

darkness.


“Old part of the prison,” JT said, slipping a key from

his pocket.


He slid the skeleton key into the ancient looking lock

and the door opened with a soft creak that spoke of

well oiled hinges. The corridor beyond lay in pitch

black darkness.


Kyle hung back, looking into the darkness. JT pulled a

powerful flashlight from his black bag and took Kyle’s

hand again. On the other side, JT locked the big door.

Now they stood in near total darkness, except for the

narrow beam of the flashlight. The only sound was their

breathing and Kyle’s wildly beating heart.


“Where are we going JT?”


“You’ll see boy.”


JT led Kyle through dark corridors, past closed doors,

deeper into the musty scent of disuse, until finally,

they heard the low murmur of voices up ahead.


They turned a corner and Kyle saw a giant cell that

stood in the middle of a stone floor. Hurricane

lanterns hung from top of the cell on iron hooks,

casting a shifting yellow glow all around. No one was

inside the cell yet. Men crowded around the cell made

way for JT and Kyle. Calvin and Terence waited near the

cell door.


A blond man who looked as big as one of the original

Vikings, came up to JT and clapped him on the back hard

enough to send another man sprawling.


“You show him what’s what JT. He’s made trouble for all

of us.”


“He won’t make no more trouble after tonight, Sven,” JT

said quietly.


“Good,” the blond man said, and walked off, trailing a

slender blonde man behind him.


“You ready?” Calvin said, taking JT’s bag.


“Yeah,” JT said. “Take care of my bitch. Keep him

close.”


“Don’t worry,” Calvin said.


JT took the short handled knife Calvin handed him from

the black bag, then he slid his t-shirt over his head.

His body rippled with solid muscle in the flickering

light.


Calvin pulled Kyle back as JT opened the door to the

giant cell and stepped inside.


“Where’s Tyrone?” Kyle said.


“He’ll be here,” Calvin said.


Terence walked through the crowd of men and stood on

the other side of Kyle.


“You stay close to us boy, hear?” Calvin said.


Kyle nodded, looking into the cell. Men clung to the

outside of the bars, making a living wall around JT. He

stood in the center of the cell, holding his knife. The

crowd buzzed with excitement.


“Where’s the guards?” Kyle said. “It isn’t like this on

TV.”


Terence and Calvin both laughed. “Those games are for

show boy. This is the real thing.”


Silence went through the crowd in a wave, and a path

cleared to let Tyrone through. Two men came were with

him. He took off his black t-shirt, staring across the

crowd at Kyle. He took a curved knife from the man on

his left, then slowly, so that every man there saw what

he did, Tyrone blew Kyle a kiss.


Kyle looked at JT standing in the middle of the cell.

He’d seen what Tyrone did, but his face showed no sign

of anger. The only sign that showed the fury Kyle knew

JT must be feeling was a slight tension that made his

sculpted muscles stand out even more in the flickering

golden light.


Tyrone walked into the cell, followed by the blonde

Viking that Kyle had seen earlier.


When all three men were in the cell, silence fell.


“Tonight is a dark game,” the Viking said in a strong

voice that echoed down the dark halls, “to settle a

duel between gladiators. The man who frees himself with

this key, wins.”


The Viking held up a large, black skeleton key. He

walked out of the large cell, locked the door with the

key, and hung the key beside the lock where it would be

easily reached by a man standing on the other side of

the bars.


JT and Tyrone circled each other in a low crouch. Both

held their knives easily. They were nearly matched in

size and strength. JT was only about an inch taller

than Tyrone. But he was lithe with hard muscle and

graceful on his feet. Tyrone didn’t move with the same

grace and ease as JT. Fear made his movements jittery.

His eyes flicked behind JT, distracted by noises from

the crowd.


JT’s eyes never left Tyrone. His face was impassive,

smooth, as if he were spectator with nothing to win or

lose. When JT struck, no one, including Tyrone,

expected it.


JT’s knife came in under Tyrone’s extended arm in a

rapid swipe. Tyrone jumped back and twisted away, but

not before JT’s knife left a light flesh wound.


“Next time I catch your bitch alone, I’ll fuck him real

hard,” Tyrone said in a low hiss that only JT heard.


JT ignored Tyrone’s words, concentrating on finding

weaknesses in Tyrone’s defense. Words were for

amateurs. JT’s knife did all the talking in a fight.


JT came in for another strike, letting Tyrone think he

was going for his right flank, but at the last moment,

JT twisted back and his knife cut through the tender

flesh of Tyrone’s belly again. Another flesh wound that

stung like hell, but did little harm.


Tyrone was an amateur. He won in the games because he

was matched with men who were stupider than he was. JT

won because he knew how to get to a man’s weakness.

Tyrone’s weakness was his bad temper. JT played to

Tyrone’s weakness, inflicting light, harmless flesh

wounds with his razor sharp knife.


Kyle stood between Calvin and Terence. He grabbed the

bars with white knuckles, his face pressed between

them, watching JT and Tyrone with unblinking attention.

The way JT’s muscles flexed and moved in the shadowy

light made Kyle remember how he’d felt last night and

this morning on his knees between JT’s legs. Seeing the

way JT moved, like a warrior in battle, and knowing

that JT was fighting over him, gave Kyle a raging hard

on that throbbed and ached in his jeans. Kyle wanted

JT. He wanted to suck JT’s cock and hear him groan in

pleasure as he shot hot come down his throat and called

him his bitch over and over.


The two men circled each other in a slow dance. Tyrone

struck out at JT, but JT easily dodged his clumsy

swipes. JT weaved back and forth, and from side to

side, raking his knife through the air, leaving flesh

wounds that stung, but caused no damage. Soon, the

constant badgering from JT’s knife and the jeering

cries of the men in the audience drove Tyrone to do

exactly what JT wanted.


Tyrone lost his temper. He came charging at JT with a

loud cry, his knife held high, his eyes wild with rage.

JT let him come, then side stepped at the last second,

tripping up Tyrone, letting his own weight carry him to

the floor. JT was on him in an instant, his strong arm

wrapped around Tyrone’s throat in a deadly embrace.


Tyrone sputtered and cursed, thrashing wildly, but JT

rode his bucking back like a sailor on a stormy sea.

The men in the audience went wild, cheering JT on. But

when JT showed no signs of letting go of Tyrone’s neck

to let him breathe, a silent hush fell over the

watching men.


In the silence that fell, JT bent low and whispered

into Tyrone’s ear, “I ever catch you near my bitch

again, I’ll kill you.”


He gave one last squeeze, pushing Tyrone into

unconsciousness, then he let him go. Before he got up,

JT used his knife to carve his initials just above

Tyrone’s right shoulder blade. Tyrone would have to

someone carve them out or burn the skin to erase it,

unless Tyrone wanted to become someone’s bitch.


JT wiped his knife on his pants, and went to the cell

door, where the key hung waiting for him outside the

bars.


Behind JT Tyrone rose to his feet, like a man rising

from a drugged sleep. His eyes focused blearily on JT,

and he came after him, gaining speed with all the grace

of a charging bull.


JT whirled to face him, his knife up, ready to carve

into Tyrone for real this time.


“You wanna die tonight?” JT said quietly.


Tyrone looked around at the shadowy square, seeking a

friendly face. Finding none, he looked back at JT.

Tyrone held up both hands in a gesture of surrender and

dropped his knife at JT’s feet.


“I didn’t think so,” JT said, and deliberately turned

his back on Tyrone. He’d already decided that if Tyrone

came at him again, he’d kill him. No more talk.


Tyrone decided to live and JT reached through the bars

and got the key that unlocked the cell. Calvin and

Terence met him outside the door. They tried to hold

Kyle back, but JT signaled to them to let him go. Kyle

ran to JT, running his hands quickly over his sweaty

body.


“Are you ok?” Kyle said.


“Yeah boy,” JT said. “Fucking punk didn’t lay a finger

on me.”


Behind them Tyrone slammed through the open door and

made his way through the crowd without a backward

glance at JT.


“What about him?” Calvin said, looking at Tyrone’s

retreating back. “You want us to do anything?”


JT shook his head. “No. Not unless he fucks with us.”


Calvin nodded, but he looked at JT with obvious

displeasure in his hard eyes.


“Leave him alone,” JT said, meeting Calvin’s hard eyes.

“Don’t make trouble where we don’t need it.”


Calvin held up both hands. “I won’t do nothing to his

punk ass unless he crosses me.”


JT nodded and grabbed Kyle’s hand. “Come on boy.”


Men made way for JT and Kyle, making a narrow aisle in

the crowd for them. JT led Kyle down twisting stone

corridors, guiding them with the strong flashlight he’d

taken from his black bag. The noise of the men had

fallen behind them a long time ago.


“We’re not going back upstairs?” Kyle said, peering

into the darkness that pressed all around him.


“No baby,” JT said, pulling Kyle along. “I’m taking you

on a date.”


Kyle fell silent, and concentrated on following JT

through the twisting darkness. A few times Kyle thought

he heard far away screams. He asked JT about it, but he

wouldn’t answer Kyle. When Kyle thought he could stand

no more of following JT’s flashlight beam through coal

black darkness, JT said, “Stay here.”


Kyle panicked when JT let go of his hand and walked on,

until he realized that JT wasn’t going far. They’d

stopped in front of a cell that was three times the

size of the cells in the main prison.


JT walked into the cell, taking a lighter from his

pocket. Kyle watched while JT went around the cell,

lighting fat midnight blue candles that were already

there. He could tell from the way wax had melted down

the sides of the candles that this room had been used

before. It didn’t have the same smell of disuse as the

rest of the abandoned prison.


As JT lit candles, Kyle saw red brick walls emerge from

the dark shadows. The candles revealed a stained stone

floor, and a strangely new mattress on an old prison

cot. A wooden table that had been new when this part of

the prison was built, stood in one corner. Black

handcuffs hung from the iron bars to Kyle’s left, just

the right height to handcuff someone to the bars,

standing up.


JT lay on the wide cot on his side, one leg up, and

patted the mattress next to him.


“Come here baby,” JT said softly.


Kyle knew he had no choice. There was nowhere to run.

Even if he was willing to brave the pitch blackness

beyond the candlelight, Kyle would never find his way

out of the dark maze. Kyle walked into the cell, and

sat stiffly on the mattress beside JT.


“You want me to take off my clothes?” Kyle said,

looking down at his hands.


“No boy,” JT said, running his big, strong hands over

Kyle’s slender body. “I’ll take them off.”


Kyle swallowed back his fear. At least he knew JT

wasn’t going to just handcuff him to the bars and rape

him raw. He would have done that already. Wouldn’t he?


Kyle heard JT take off his shirt. He turned to look at

his sculpted body in the candlelight. His chest and

belly rippled with dark muscle. Sweat clung to him from

the gladiator fight. Seeing JT fight over him had made

Kyle incredibly hot for him. But Kyle didn’t want JT to

fuck his ass. Kyle wanted to slip to his knees between

JT’s strong legs and pleasure his thick cock while JT

told him what a bitch he was.


“Come here baby,” JT said, pulling Kyle against him.

When he felt how stiffly the boy rested against him, he

said, “Relax boy. I ain’t gonna hurt you.”


JT ran his hands slowly down Kyle’s body, sliding up

under his t-shirt and caressing his hairless chest.


“You’re soft,” JT said, sliding his calloused fingers

across Kyle’s sensitive nipples. “I like my girls to be

soft like you.”


Kyle slowly relaxed as JT fondled his body, running his

big hands down between Kyle’s legs, feeling how the

boy’s cock bulged against his jeans. JT pressed his

back up against the wall and opened his legs. He pulled

Kyle close, so the boy’s head rested on his muscular

chest and Kyle’s ass pressed up against JT’s crotch.


As JT ran his hands over Kyle’s body slowly, he

whispered into his ear.


“I ain’t had a virgin in a long time.”


JT ran his hands up under Kyle’s thin cotton t-shirt

again and found his pink nipples and twisted gently. He

kissed the side of Kyle’s neck softly, his breath hot

against his neck.


“Don’t fight me,” he whispered, while he worked Kyle’s

nipples. “I’ll make it good for you, bitch.”


Kyle, who wanted nothing more at that moment than to

feel JT’s thick cock stretching his lips, moaned

softly, letting his head fall back against JT’s broad

chest.


“That’s it boy,” JT said, licking and kissing Kyle.

“You’re mine. Give in to it.”


When JT slipped Kyle’s t-shirt over his head, the boy

was glad to be free of the thin cotton. Now he could

feel the hardness of JT’s muscled chest pressing up

against him, skin to skin. Kyle squirmed as JT ran his

big hands over his body, down between his legs.


“I’ll be good, JT,” Kyle whispered. “I won’t fight.”


“Yeah boy,” JT said, rubbing his rough palms against

Kyle’s nipples. “That’s right. Be a good bitch. ‘Cause

you’re getting my cock up your virgin hole tonight. You

can get it hard or easy, up to you. Understand?”


“Yeah,” Kyle said, lifting his hips as JT’s strong hand

kneaded his cock through his jeans.


Kyle felt JT unzip his jeans, but he wasn’t afraid. He

wanted to feel JT’s big hands on his cock. He was

desperate for JT to jack him off. JT reached inside the

boy’s jeans and rubbed his hand against the thin fabric

of his briefs, teasing Kyle’s hard cock.


“Fuck boy,” JT said. “This cock is so hard. You want me

to fuck your ass that bad?”


Kyle moved his hips, pressing into JT’s hand. “No. I

wanna suck your dick,” Kyle said, moving rhythmically,

wishing JT would close his fist around his throbbing

cock. “And feel your come jetting down my throat.”


“If you’re a good bitch,” JT said, reaching into Kyle’s

briefs and taking his throbbing cock into his fist.

“I’ll let you suck me and jack off.” He slid his fist

up and down Kyle’s hard cock, slick with pre come.

“I’ll let you come on your knees with my hard cock in

your mouth. You want that boy?”


“Yeah,” Kyle said, pumping his hips in and out of JT’s

fist.


“Take my cock up that virgin hole like a good bitch,

and I’ll let you come like that.”


JT slid his fingers into Kyle’s mouth, making the boy

lick the sticky pre-come from his fat fingers. Then he

slid his hand down Kyle’s body, between his legs, to

his ass.


“I bet this ass is aching for something good and hard,”

JT said.


Kyle tensed up the moment he felt JT’s big finger at

the entrance to his ass.


“Relax bitch,” JT said quietly. “Don’t piss me off.”


JT circled the outside of the trembling boy’s hole with

his finger, kissing Kyle’s neck softly, then he rested

his finger against the virgin tightness and let Kyle’s

writhing ass push onto his finger. JT slid his slick

fist slowly up and down Kyle’s throbbing cock, while he

fingered the boy’s hot hole.


“Oh yeah boy,” he whispered into Kyle’s ear. “This fuck

hole’s so ready for my dick.”


Kyle’s grasping ass throbbed around JT’s finger as he

slid slowly in and out of the boy. Still jacking off

Kyle’s dick, JT slid another finger into his ass

slowly.


“After tonight, you’ll be my girl,” JT said into Kyle’s

ear. “Cause I’m gonna fuck this virgin hole real good

and make you take it like a bitch.”


JT moved his fingers in and out of Kyle’s writhing ass

while he worked the boy’s cock. JT’s thick cock was

pressed up against the boy’s wriggling ass, throbbing

wildly. He ached to sink into his new bitch’s tight

hole.


“This ass is hungry for something bigger, ain’t it?” JT

said.


JT stroked Kyle’s slowly, fingering Kyle’s ass, feeling

how the boy’s cock throbbed in his fist, and how his

hot ass grabbed at JT’s fingers inside him. When JT

felt Kyle jerk against his moving fist and knew the boy

was almost ready to shoot, JT let go of Kyle’s cock,

but kept fingering his ass.


“I’m ready for you bitch,” JT said. “My cock’s so hard

thinking about fucking your virgin ass,” JT said,

sliding his fingers in and out of Kyle’s hungry ass.


Kyle writhed on JT’s fingers, trying to get them deeper

inside him. He needed to feel something hot and hard up

his ass. He needed JT’s cock inside him.


“Yeah,” Kyle said, moving against JT’s hard body.

“Please, fuck me. I want your cock in my ass.”


“Yeah boy,” JT said, slipping his fingers out of the

boy and pushing him away. “I’m gonna fuck that tight

virgin hole real good.”


JT rose from the bed and slipped out of his jeans. Kyle

sat on the bed, his back against the wall his legs

spread, looking at the way JT’s hard swollen cock

jutted up past his navel. Suddenly Kyle was scared

again. JT’s cock was so thick.


JT saw fear come over the boy’s face. “Get on all fours

for me,” he said, standing next to the bed, running his

hands over Kyle’s body.


Kyle got on his hands and knees, closing his eyes. JT

moved Kyle’s arms out from under him, so his head

rested on the mattress, and his ass stuck up high.


“Spread your legs,” JT said, caressing Kyle’s trembling

ass.


Kyle spread his legs wide, exposing his pink virgin

hole to JT’s hungry eyes.


“Real nice, bitch,” JT said, lubing his swollen cock.


He grabbed Kyle’s hips, felt him tense up. “You best

relax bitch, or my dick will tear you in two.”


JT rubbed his hard cock against the entrance to Kyle’s

hot hole, pressing the head of his cock against Kyle’s

ass, feeling the heat of his tightness.


“Oh yeah bitch,” JT said, easing his cock head into

Kyle. “Here I come for your virgin ass.”


Kyle gasped in pain as the thick head of JT’s dick went

into his ass. He bit his lip, trying to stay still,

trying not to make JT mad at him.


JT moaned softly, feeling the way Kyle’s sweet ass

grabbed his cock head, pulsing around his hard fuck

meat. When the head of his cock was all the way inside

the boy, he held himself still, fighting to control

himself. He’d won Kyle’s ass in front of all the prison

gladiators. JT ached to plunge deep into Kyle’s hot

tightness and claim his victory.


“Oh fuck,” JT said, rocking his hips, pressing his ten

inch cock into Kyle’s hole slowly. “I forgot how good

virgin ass is.”


Kyle gasped and groaned in pain as JT’s thick cock

stretched his tight hole. JT was so big, it felt like

his ass was splitting wide open to take his dick.


“Please JT,” Kyle begged. “I can’t. It hurts so bad.”


“Shut the fuck up,” JT said, inching into Kyle. “You’re

my girl now. Get used to my cock stretching your bitch

hole.”


Kyle pressed his face into the mattress, groaning in

pain, his whole body tense and trembling.


The way the boy’s virgin hole quivered around his

throbbing cock, and the sound of Kyle’s muffled groans

of pain made JT crazy. A primitive part of him took

over, driving him wild with lust. His mind filled with

the need to sink his cock deep into the boy’s virgin

hole and feel Kyle’s pulsing ass grab his dick. With

his cock only halfway inside the boy, JT grabbed Kyle’s

hips in a harsh grip and pulled Kyle’s ass onto his

cock, driving deep into him at the same time.


Kyle cried out, and struggled, but JT was too strong

for him. JT drove into the writhing boy’s ass again and

again feeling how his sweet virgin hole pulsed around

his cock. Kyle fought, bucking against JT, trying to

escape the pain in his ass, but it was no use.


“Fucking bitch,” JT said, slamming his cock into Kyle’s

ass. “Take my cock.”


JT rode Kyle hard, grunting and moaning, like a

stallion breeding a mare. The sound of Kyle’s moans of

pain echoed in JT’s ears, making his cock throb

hungrily inside the boy’s hot ass.


“You ain’t no virgin no more.” JT pounded the boy’s

quivering hole. “You’re my fucking ass bitch now.”


JT fucked Kyle hard, grunting like an animal, his balls

slamming into the struggling boy’s ass over and over.

Sweat slid down JT’s muscled chest. JT gripped Kyle’s

hips so hard, his sculpted arms strained in the

candlelight. Kyle whimpered in pain, struggling weakly

in JT’s hard grip.


“Fucking virgin hole’s so good and tight around my

dick.” JT threw his head back like a warrior claiming

the spoils of victory.


The stone room was full of the sounds of fucking. JT’s

low moans echoed off the brick walls. Kyle’s whimpering

groans of pain were nearly lost under the harsh sound

of JT hammering into his ass, making loud slapping

noises as his swollen cock sank deep into Kyle again

and again.


“Oh yeah bitch.” JT pumped Kyle’s ass with a new

urgency. “You’re my girl now.”


JT fucked Kyle’s ass hard, lost in the pleasure of the

boy’s tight hole pulsing around his throbbing cock.

JT’s whole body strained. He clenched his teeth. He was

so fucking close.


“You’re gonna take my load, bitch.”


JT’s voice was low and guttural, his breathing harsh

and ragged. He dug his strong fingers into Kyle’s ass,

holding him tight while he pumped hard into Kyle’s

quivering hole. JT groaned as he felt his heavy balls

clench. He grabbed Kyle even tighter and jammed his

thick cock hard into the boy’s ass, moaning low in his

throat.


“Take it bitch,” JT said in a strangled voice. “Take my

load.”


JT grunted and groaned as his cock twitched deep inside

the boy’s hot hole, then he went rigid and jammed his

hips convulsively into Kyle, as his cock exploded hot

come deep in the boy’s ass.


“Oh fuck,” JT said, pulling out of Kyle’s ass.


JT collapsed on the bed beside the trembling boy,

breathing hard.


“Your virgin ass was a sweet fuck,” JT said.


“I’m sorry,” Kyle was saying over and over. “Don’t beat

me up JT. I’m sorry. I tried, but you hurt me so bad.”


Kyle was curled into a ball facing JT, shaking all

over, begging JT not to hurt him. When JT reached to

pull Kyle close, the boy cried out and scrambled

further into the corner, away from him.


“Come here bitch,” JT said, grabbing Kyle’s arm, and

pulled him closer.


When the terrified boy looked up at him in the

candlelight, JT said, “I ain’t gonna do nothing to you.

It was my fault. I shouldn’t of done you like that.”


He pulled Kyle into his strong arms, and waited ‘til

the boy’s breathing calmed down.


“Don’t beat me up, JT,” Kyle said. It was as if JT’s

words didn’t penetrate Kyle’s fear. “Please. I’m sorry.

I didn’t mean to fight you.”


“You ain’t done nothing boy,” JT said, running his hand

over Kyle’s ass. “I ain’t gonna hurt you.”


When JT felt Kyle relax against him, he said, “You were

a good bitch. But that virgin ass just about drove me

crazy.”


Kyle said nothing, still trembling in his arms. JT

moved Kyle’s hand to his cock, while he reached over

and took Kyle’s dick in his fist.


“Come on, boy,” JT said, moving his fist up and down

Kyle’s cock, “get me hard again so I can give you what

little bitches like you want – a big load in your

mouth.”


Kyle’s fist closed around JT’s semi-hard cock and

started stroking him, bringing his fuck meat back to

life, while JT stroked the boy’s rising cock.


“You still wanna come with my hard cock in your mouth?”

JT whispered into Kyle’s ear.


The boy’s cock was already hard in his fist, and Kyle

had forgotten his fear.


“Yeah,” Kyle said, moaning softly while they stroked

each other.


“Yeah bitch?” JT said, stroking Kyle’s cock. “After I

reamed your ass, you still want a load down your

throat?”


“Yeah,” Kyle said again, feeling JT’s cock grow rock

hard in his fist.


“Tell me bitch,” JT said in a low voice, “tell me what

you want.”


“I wanna suck your cock,” Kyle said, lifting his hips

up and down, sliding his cock in and out of JT’s fist.

“I wanna come while I take your load.”


“You hot little bitch,” JT said.


He got up and stood next to the bed, his muscular legs

spread wide, his hard cock jutting up.


“Get over here boy,” JT said.


Kyle hurried from the bed and knelt in front of JT. He

took JT’s cock into his mouth and started stroking his

own meat. But JT stepped back, pulling his cock out of

Kyle’s mouth. He slapped the boy’s face lightly.


“I didn’t say you could jack off, bitch,” JT said,

looking down at him.


Kyle looked up at him, scared all over again.


“First you’re gonna show me what a real good cock

sucker you are,” JT said, stroking his own meat. “If I

like how your bitch mouth feels on my cock, I’ll let

you jack off and I’ll give you a load in your mouth. If

you don’t do it how I like it, I’ll put you on all

fours and come up your ass again.”


JT liked seeing the fear in Kyle’s eyes as he slipped

his thick cock back into the boy’s mouth.


“Yeah boy, that’s it,” JT said, sliding in and out of

Kyle’s mouth. “Show me what a bitch you are. Suck my

cock after I reamed your virgin hole.”


JT twisted his powerful fist into Kyle’s hair, holding

his face still while he thrust slowly in and out of

Kyle’s mouth.


“I’m gonna teach you how to be my girl,” JT said.

“You’re gonna take my cock up your ass, down your

throat. You’re gonna bend over when I snap my fingers

bitch.”


Kyle took JT’s cock deep down his throat, loving the

feel of his thick meat filling his throat with each

deep thrust. He moaned softly while he sucked JT’s hard

dick, desperate to jack off his own throbbing cock. The

way JT called him a bitch and fucked his face real hard

made Kyle desperate to come.


“That virgin ass was so good and tight,” JT said,

pumping harder into Kyle’s mouth. “I’m gonna fuck that

bitch hole every chance I get, boy.”


Kyle looked up at him with scared eyes, while JT fucked

his face, filling his mouth with his dark chocolate

dick.


“How come you look scared boy?” JT said, in a low,

cruel voice. “You better get used to my fat cock up

your bitch ass.”


JT settled into a hard rhythm, fucking Kyle’s face in

short, fast thrusts, holding his hair tight, forcing

the boy to take his cock deep.


“Stroke your cock, boy,” JT said, looking down at Kyle.

“But you better not come ‘til I say so, bitch.”


Kyle grabbed his cock in his fist and started jacking

off. He moaned softly as JT fucked hard into his mouth,

grinding his hips into Kyle’s face.


“You’re my girl now,” JT said, riding Kyle’s mouth.

“You only come with my hard cock in your mouth or up

your ass. I better not catch you jacking off again,

bitch.”


JT fucked Kyle’s face harder, driving his cock deep

down the boy’s throat, gagging him on nearly every

stroke. He felt the boy’s body tense, knew the bitch

was about to come.


“You better not, bitch,” JT said, fucking Kyle’s face.

“You don’t come ‘til I say so. Get your hand off your

cock.”


Even though he was seconds away from getting the

release he desperately needed, Kyle let go of his

throbbing cock, too scared of JT to disobey him.


“Yeah boy,” JT said, thrusting hard into Kyle’s mouth.

“I’m gonna hump your pretty face and watch you come

while I shoot my load down your throat.”


JT ground his hips into Kyle’s face, moaning deep in

his throat, his head rolled back, his eyes closed. He

fucked Kyle’s face using long strokes, pulling nearly

all the way out of his mouth until only his cock head

was between Kyle’s lips. Then he pumped back into his

mouth, going deep, feeling Kyle’s throat clench around

his cock.


“You got a hot fucking mouth, bitch,” JT said. He

pulled his hard dick out of Kyle’s mouth and pressed

his cock against the boy’s yielding lips.


“Show me how much you want my cock,” JT said. “Open

your mouth real wide for me.”


Kyle opened his mouth and JT slid his cock between his

waiting lips, enjoying the sight of Kyle on his knees,

his dick hard, hungry for JT’s load down his throat.


“That’s it boy. Open your mouth for my cock after I

fucked you hard,” JT said. He grabbed Kyle’s hair and

fucked his face in a sweet rhythm that made his cock

throb with aching need.


“Oh yeah boy,” JT said, between clenched teeth, “I’m

about to shoot. Jack off you little cock sucker.”


JT pulled Kyle’s face down on his cock, fucking his

face hard while he watched the boy jack off, sliding

his fist up and down his cock, slick with pre-come,

moaning around JT’s dick. It drove JT wild to see his

dark cock stretching the boy’s pink lips, and hear him

moaning while he sucked him off.


“Oh yeah, bitch, suck it,” JT said, pumping Kyle’s

mouth hard. “Take my cock.”


Kyle sucked on JT’s throbbing meat while he jacked off,

moaning around the big dick in his mouth.


“Oh fuck,” JT said, hissing his breath between clenched

teeth. “Here I come, bitch.”


JT’s whole body tensed and he grunted and moaned. His

tight balls spasmed. JT felt Kyle tremble against him.


“Swallow my load, bitch.”


As JT’s cock jetted hot come down Kyle’s throat, the

boy moaned one last time and his cock exploded as he

swallowed JT’s come.


With his mouth full of the bitter, salty taste of JT’s

hot come, Kyle looked up at him, his lips framed in

white.


“You’re mine boy,” JT said, wiping his come from Kyle’s

lips. He stuck his fingers into the boy’s mouth, making

him suck them clean, then he pulled Kyle’s face into

his crotch and made him lick his cock and balls clean.


Later, they lay together on the bed, Kyle curled up

beside JT.


“I’m putting my name on your ass,” JT said quietly.


Kyle’s heart knocked hard in his chest at the thought

of a tattoo.


“What will it say?” Kyle said.


“‘JT’s Bitch.’”


Kyle knew he had no choice, so he lay in silence for a

long time, thinking.


“Can I ask you something?” Kyle said after a while.


“What?” JT was lying on his back, his fingers laced

behind his head, looking up into the flickering

darkness.


“Did I make you mad? Is that why you fucked me so

hard?”


Kyle lay in the darkness, curled into a ball, facing

JT, but not touching him. JT took so long answering

that Kyle was afraid he’d said something wrong.


“I don’t like you asking me questions like that,” JT

said. His voice was low and hard in the dark shadows.


“Sorry, JT,” Kyle said, keeping his voice soft and low.


“You’re my girl now.” JT turned on his side, and

reached for Kyle.


Kyle cringed, pressed himself closer to the wall behind

him. “Don’t hit me, JT. I’m sorry.”


JT ran his rough hand over Kyle’s smooth, round ass.

“If I feel like fucking you hard, you’ll take it hard.

Any questions?”


Kyle shook his head, and lay in silence beside JT. The

hard coldness in JT’s voice gave Kyle a strange comfort

he’d never felt before. In a deep part of him, he liked

getting on his knees for a man like JT. He liked the

way JT called him a bitch and forced him to suck his

cock, then lick his cock and balls clean. No man had

ever forced him the way JT did. It satisfied a deep

hunger in Kyle that no lover had ever touched.


And Kyle knew that sooner or later, he’d want JT’s cock

inside him again. Even though his ravaged ass throbbed

with dull pain, Kyle already felt empty without JT

inside him. Kyle knew it was only a matter of time

before he craved feeling JT’s thick cock stretching his

tight hole again.


Kyle drew closer to JT and timidly pressed his hand to

JT’s chest, trailing his fingers over his hard muscle.

When Kyle took the box of pink candy from JT yesterday,

he’d known it would lead to this.


“JT?”


JT rested his hand on Kyle’s ass, looking down at the

boy.


“What?”


Kyle looked up into JT hard eyes and said, “Thanks for

the candy.”


A hint of a smile touched JT’s dark eyes. Kyle knew

that there would be no escaping the fate that waited

for him in JT’s gleaming eyes. Now Kyle was a prisoner

to JT’s harsh, unyielding demands. But tonight Kyle had

discovered that he didn’t want to be free. He needed to

belong to a man like JT. Kyle pressed closer to JT.

When JT wrapped his strong arm around him, Kyle knew

that he had ventured into undiscovered, virgin

territory.


END


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