A cap was unscrewed and dropped on the floor. Then came the squishing. One finger slid slowly up my ass. In, then out. Like that three times. My dick turned harder than an L.A. cop's nightstick. More squishing. Then two fingers. My asshole was ready for a good fucking. This had started as a prison rape. But it wasn't rape anymore. I was a willing participant. My assailants, however, didn't know that. And that made me even harder.
"OK, that's enough," my roommate said. "Move aside. It's time for me to show this fucker what rape is all about."
He spread open my cheeks. The dick went in hard and fast. My asshole stretched about three inches in half a second. It burned. It stung. But I loved it. He grabbed me by the hips and started slamming me. His whole dick sunk into me on the downstrokes. Every time he pushed it in, he grunted. His rhythm was intense as a heavy metal song.
As I took it in the ass, I felt flesh press against my cheek. It was another dick. I licked my lips and took it into my mouth. I slid down the pole, trying to get an idea of how big the guy was. The circumference was about the same as an unpeeled banana, but I never learned the length. He was so big, I wasn't able to swallow the whole thing. I've taken in 10 inches before, so I know he was at least 11.
Behind me, I felt my roommate tremble. Then he squirted deep inside me. As he pulled out, the guy in front busted in my mouth. I let the salty semen swish over my tongue.
"Swallow it," someone said.
I let the cum slide down. my throat. Two guys' sperm in me at once -- I felt so sensual.
I was assrammed twice more and sucked one more dick before the guard came back. I heard him open the door and my assailants' -- no, lovers' -- footsteps as they went back to their cells. My roommate shoved me off his bed. I climbed up to my bunk and tore the tape off my mouth.