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The Quarry Ch. 01

By: the_apocalypse



I bowed my head as the judge stared down from his chair to me.

"I cannot believe that somebody without any previous convictions could have snapped the way you did over one small comment," he began.

"But sir..." I started to reply.

"Silence!!" The judge roared. "No matter what he said, or did, you had no right to leave him fighting for his life in hospital."

"So you're saying it was okay for him and his friends to try doing what they had planned?" I asked my rage starting to boil over.

"You and your friend should have walked away and gone for help," The judge continued. "Instead you used excessive violence and for that I have no choice but to hand you the severest sentence that this court will allow."

I stared at the judge, the veins in my neck throbbing with rage, as I waited to hear what his sentence would be. I just hoped that he took my previous flawless record into account.

"The only thing that has managed to reduce the sentence I am handing you," the judge began. "Is the fact that you admitted your guilt at the earliest opportunity."

I held my breath as I waited for his next sentence.

"So taking everything into account I sentence you to three year's hard labour at The Quarry."

Quickly raising my head I stared at the judge.

"You have got to be joking," I said my body trembling with rage.

"I can double it if you would like me to," the judge roared down at me.

"Three years, no parole, and maybe in the future you will think before you do anything like this again."

As soon as he had finished speaking two large, tattooed, security guards appeared, from out of nowhere, either side of me.

"Take him down."

Suddenly my arms were clamped in the vice like 

grip of the guards and I was dragged from the dock, out to a waiting van and bundled into the back. There were two other people, one man and one woman, already in the van and as the guard handcuffed me to the restraining bar I noticed them both staring at me, silently.

It wasn't until I was fully restrained, and the guards had claimed into the front of the van, that either of them spoke, and then it was the woman.

"What did you get?" She asked.

"Three years at The Quarry," I replied.

"Fucking hell man," the male prisoner said. "What the fuck did you do to get that?"

I stared at him, sizing him up before deciding whether to tell him. He was a scrawny looking man with long straggly hair and he was skinny as hell.

"Put someone in hospital," was all I said.

"Must have been bad," the man responded. "Normally The Quarry is eighteen months maximum."

"So what about you?" I asked him.

"Drugs."

Turning away from him as he put his head down I looked back at the woman. She was muscular, had long golden hair, immense breasts and tattoos down both arms and on her legs.

"What did you do?" I asked her. "The name's Julez by the way."

"I'm Sabrina," she replied. "And I you must know I murdered a man that was trying to rape me.

"So where are you being sent?"

"Same as you, only the woman's side, but he's right I only got eighteen months there then I'm getting transferred to a regular woman's prison."

As she spoke I couldn't believe what I was hearing. The thug I had battered was still alive yet I got double the length o time that she had, it didn't seem right.

"Where are you going?" I asked the man looking back at him.

"Rehabilitation for six months," he replied. "At the new drug rehab place this government have had built."

During the rest of the journey the three of us sat in silence, my mind racing as to why I had been punished as severely as I had, until we came to a screeching halt and the back door opened.

Two men dressed in hospital whites climbed into the van, took the man out roughly and slammed the door shut again before the van started up again. The rest of the journey took about an hour and when we finally pulled up I stared out of the window, at the imposing stone walls that I saw before me.

The doors were thrown open and the two guards that bundled me in stood there, an evil smirk on their face, and then climbed in to unshackle Sabrina and me, before pushing us out into the blazing sunlight.

As we walked towards the entrance the large wooden door swung open and two more guards, this time female, came out and took Sabrina in one direction while I was led the opposite way.

"Make the most of her," one of the guards said. "That's the last woman you'll see for three fucking years."

I smiled to myself at the thought of the guard thinking not seeing a woman for three years was going to bother me, they had no idea that being locked up for three years with men would normally be my idea of heaven. 

The thing was the reason I had been sent to The Quarry was because some homophobic thugs thought it would be funny to try and get me and a straight friend to fuck each other in the streets, getting nasty when we refused, and I had given the ringleader the pasting that had left him lying in a hospital bed.

Trudging along white corridors I was led to what was named the welcome suite and told to sit and wait to be formally signed in. The guards then walked away, muttering to each other, leaving me alone in the room.

Looking around I was impressed with how clean and tidy everywhere was. The things I had heard about this place gave me images of a dark medieval style prison, run by violent thugs that either broke the inmates or killed them. 

Eventually a well dressed, cleanly shaven, man walked into the room and over to me. He looked me up and down without saying a word before he finally spoke.

"Stand up and strip," he ordered as he turned to the table behind him.

Doing as he asked I slipped my boots, socks, jeans and t-shirt off, leaving me in front of him in just my boxer shorts. When he turned back around, and saw me standing there like I was he smiled.

"When I said strip I meant everything," he said. "NOW FUCKING DO IT!"

Taken aback by the sudden outburst of anger I hooked my thumbs into the boxer shorts waistband before sliding them slowly down my legs.

"See that wasn't fucking hard was it?" The man said slipping his hands into a pair of latex gloves. 

Walking over to me he began to check my head, running his fingers through my hair roughly, before lifting my arms and giving those a thorough examination as well. Once he was satisfied with my upper body he dropped to his knees, pushed my legs apart, and ran his hands up them slowly, getting closer and closer to my cock. Looking down it would have been so easy for me to grab his head and force myself between his lips, but I resisted the urge, although the thought had started to stiffen my cock a little too rapidly.

As he lifted his head he couldn't help but notice my state o excitement and he looked up at me. 

"Impressive cock," he said. "I can see you being very popular here."

He laughed out loudly once he had finished his sentence, before flicking the swollen head of my dick hard with his finger, causing it to soften quickly.

"Turn the fuck around and bend over the desk," he said standing back up straight. "And open your legs."

Cautiously I did as he said and, without warning, felt a cold, sticky liquid squirted onto my ass before he rubbed it into my hole and roughly inserted a finger.

"You would be surprised what some of you people smuggle in here," he said as his finger worked around the inside of my ass, brushing over my prostrate, and instantly hardening my cock once again.

As he continued to probe, far longer than I thought was really necessary, the throbbing in my cock got worse and a small amount of pre-cum leaked from my cock's slit. Finally he removed his finger, turned back to his table, and began to write.

When he turned back around he told me to go through to the net room, pointing at the door in the corner, and I did as he asked without saying a word, desperately trying to make sure he didn't see the effect his anal probing had had upon me.

The next room was just as clean as the first only there were already four other, fully naked, men standing in a line with their hands protecting what little modesty they had left. Joining the end of the line I waited as one by one the men in front slowly moved forward, through an x-ray scanner, which after the anal intrusion I assumed we had all gone through I didn't think needed, but kept my mouth shut.

Once we had all moved through we were ushered through yet another door, into what turned out to be a shower room. The five of us lined up and, without warning, the showers were switched on and a jet of freezing cold water cascaded down over our bodies, eventually warming up just enough.

None of us spoke as we washed ourselves all over quickly, but I noticed a couple of the other men looking at each other with a look of longing I their eyes. Slowly the other two and me left the shower, leaving the two that were staring at each other alone, moved to yet another room, and dried off.

As we began to walk through the next door I could hear the moaning and groaning of the two that we had left behind in the shower, and smiled to myself as it was obvious what was going on.

The next room looked totally different to the crisp, clean whiteness of all the other rooms so far, instead this was dark, smelt damp and was where we were to be handed our new clothes for the duration of our stay. 

Walking to the counter, where two large men were handing out the clothes I was handed me a pile of clothes and a pair of boots.

"Put them on and be quick about it!" the man ordered.

I stepped back from the counter to the benches behind me and placed my clothes down, before beginning to get dressed. At least the clothes all looked new, there was no way I would have worn some boxer shorts that had already been used and I stepped into them, before the socks, jeans and vest top followed quickly.

Once I was dressed I was ordered to leave the room by a door at the far end and as I did I found myself greeted by yet another guard in a long corridor.

"Follow me," the guard said. "And you better keep up."

I did as he said until he stopped in front of a door, knocked and then swung it open.

"In there," he said pushing me in the back roughly.

I was about to turn and say something but a door opposite opened, and in walked what I assumed was the governor.

"You must be Julez," the man said.

"Yeah that's me," I replied.

"First of all when you speak to me you will address me as sir," he said before sitting behind a large mahogany desk. "Secondly your say here will be as pleasant for you as possible providing you don't cause any trouble."

I shuffled in front of the governor, trying to keep my eyes on the floor, a task I was finding increasingly difficult considering how handsome he was. 

The governor had a large muscular frame, was clean shaven with short, dark hair and film star looks.

"I think it would be polite if you actually looked at me when I was speaking," he said, snapping my mind away from the thoughts that were beginning to enter my head.

Looking up at him I felt the first stirring of yet another erection in my jeans and was grateful that they were quite loose around the crotch area.

"You will start earning your keep tomorrow, at 7am," He said. "Today you settle into your room and make sure you understand the rules of this place."

With that he walked over to me and handed me a thick book with an image of the walls I first came through on the front.

"Follow everything in there and your next three years will fly by," he told me. "If not then what happens will be your own fault."

As he walked back to his desk I stared longingly at his ass, the outline perfect in his tight trousers, and my cock grew a little more.

"That's all for now," the governor said. "Don't let me see you in here again. GUARD."

"Thank you sir," I said keeping hold of the book.

The door flew open and the same guard that had brought me to the office came back in.

"Take him to Block C."

"Yes sir," the guard said and led me out of the room.

As we walked I kept my eyes fully alert, checking out every inch of the place seeing, what each room was called until we finally arrived at Block C, where I was handed to yet another guard, who proceeded to take me to my 'room'.

Pushing me through the door I looked around. The room was no bigger than eight feet square, with just a bed and wash basin in. the bed was just a standard metal framed single bed and the sheets and blankets were folded neatly on top.

"Get the fucking bed made and start reading," the guard said before pulling the door closed behind him and locking me in.

Putting the book on the side of the wash basin I made the bed quickly, before picking it up again and lying back. If this was to be home for the next three years I thought I might as well get myself comfortable and began to read.

Although I was trying to read my mind kept wandering back to the governor, and his hot tight ass, and I felt my cock harden rapidly. Kicking my boots off I slipped under the covers and, holding the handbook in one hand, slipped my other one under the cover and opened the zipper and button of my jeans.

Slowly I wrapped my fingers around my thick, hard shaft and began to stroke myself slowly, all the time listening out for anybody coming. I continued to stroke slowly, thoughts of the governor wrapping his gorgeous lips around my hard shaft filling my head and I began to move my hand quicker, the feeling of imminent ejaculation rapidly filling my body.

Tensing my legs I gripped my cock tightly and stroked really fast until I couldn't hold back any longer, the first jet of cum erupting from my cock onto the sheets next to me. I continued to stroke, milking every last drop that my body had to give, not caring about the state I was getting my sheets into until I was finally spent, and not a moment too soon either.

I heard the door out on the wing open again and just managed to get my cock away as another guard walked past, with yet another new inmate. Breathing heavily I went back to the handbook but it was no use, I just couldn't concentrate so I got of the bed, made sure I was all zipped up correctly and dropped to the floor, where I proceeded to do some press-ups.

By the time I had done fifty two or three more guards had walked past my cell, with new inmates, and soon all but one of the rooms, the one directly opposite me, was occupied and the noise on the wing began to get louder and louder. I listened carefully, trying to make out anything that was being said, but it was virtually impossible. All I could make out was the sound of sobbing coming from two rooms down from mine and I walked to the front of my cell.

Placing my arms through the bars I rested my head against them and began to wonder if anything other than being locked up was going to happen during the day, as I could see myself going stir crazy.

Soon though the shouting, and two cells down's sobbing had stopped, and all that could be heard was the sound of breathing and pages of the handbook being turned. Deciding I ought to continue with the handbook I was about to turn back to my bed when the door at the far end of the wing flew open and two guards came into the room. Striding past my cell they continued to the last cell on the opposite side of the room.

"For fuck's sake Jeff can't you keep away from this place," one of the guards said to the person behind the bars.

"You know why I can't," the man called Jeff replied.

"Surely you can find someone on the outside," the other guard said.

"Why would I when I can get all I want here?"

One of the guards took a quick look around and I stepped back so he didn't see me.

"Okay tell us what you want Jeff," the guards said.

"You know what I want," came the reply.

"We want to hear you say it Jeff," the other guard said. "NOW SAY IT!"

I listened and couldn't believe what Jeff next said.

"Please sirs let me suck your dicks."

"That's better Jeff," one of them said as both guards proceeded to unzip their trousers and take their, already, rock hard cocks out for Jeff.

"You know what to do now Jeff."

I watched, amazed, as Jeff reached through the bars and took both of the guards cocks in each hand and began to stroke them slowly. As he did the guards turned to face each other and began to kiss each other passionately, their hands reaching forward and stroking Jeff's face as his hands continued to work their cocks.

"Get on your knees Jeff," one of the guards said once he pulled away from the other one's lips. "Get down and suck my cock."

Jeff didn't need telling twice and I watched as he dropped to his knees and brought his head forward to the cell bars. Slowly he wrapped his lips around the guard's thick, swollen cock and began to move his head back and forth, all the time continuing to stroke the other guards cock as he sucked.

My own cock was rock hard again but I was too afraid to do anything, in case they all heard me, so I just continued to stare, but wished that it was me with a mouthful of hard cock.

Suddenly, and without warning, the guard being sucked let out a loud, audible moan and pulled Jeff's head as far forward as possible with his hair and bucked his hips aggressively.

"Oh fuck Jeff that's it," the guard moaned. "Swallow it all you dirty little cocksucker."

Jeff's head moved quicker I it was obvious that the guard had finally cum, and was filling Jeff's mouth with his thick, white, milky liquid.

"Fuck Sam hurry up," the other guard said. "I need to fuck his tight ass hard."

With one last thrust into Jeff's mouth Sam groaned loudly, before withdrawing his cock.

"You heard him Jeff," Sam said. "Stand up, drop your pants and turn around."

Without saying a word Jeff did as he was asked and I watched as the guards gripped his shaft and guided it slowly between Jeff's ass cheeks before thrusting forward quickly, which caused Jeff to cry out.

"Oh yes your ass is so fucking tight Jeff."

"That's it Mark fuck him and fuck him hard," Sam said still stroking his cock.

Placing his hands either side of Jeff's hips Mark began to thrust quickly back and forth, Jeff moaning with each forward thrust, until he couldn't hold back any longer. Reaching into the cell he grabbed Jeff by the hair and pulled his head back.

"I'm cumming Jeff," Mark said breathlessly.

"Oh fuck yes do it, fill me sir," Jeff called over his shoulder.

With a final thrust forward Mark grunted loudly and both he and Jeff started to moan as he unloaded his seed deep inside Jeff's ass. Once Mark was fully drained he pulled his cock free and quickly zipped himself back up just as Sam, who had been furiously wanking while Jeff was being fucked, came again, his cum splashing against the cell bars and Jeff's ass.

Once both guards had put their cocks away Jeff turned to face them.

"Thank you so much sirs," Jeff said his breathing slowly returning to normal.

"Here Jeff we will see you tomorrow," Mark said as he handed Jeff a packet of tobacco.

"Oh I hope you do sirs."

With that the guards turned away and, as I backed up onto my bed, began to walk back up the wing towards the exit, before Sam stopped outside my cell.

"Hope you enjoyed the show new boy," he said staring at me. "Who knows you may just be lucky enough to get the same treatment while you are here."

He then walked away and left me, alone and with a massive hard on, to think about what he had just said. As hot as it had been watching the two guards have their way with Jeff, and seeing them unload their muck into and onto him, neither of them were the sort of men I ever went for, and I just hoped that they would stay the fuck away from me.

The Quarry Ch. 02



The rest of the day dragged by with nothing to do but read the handbook, eat the food that was brought and lay in the cell. None of us even got let out for a couple of hours exercise, and eventually the lights were all switched off and the wing descended into complete darkness. I dropped the hand book, stripped my jeans and vest top off and climbed into my bed, to wait the next morning.

I don't know how long I must have laid there trying to get to sleep but I must have eventually because the next thing I knew the bars to my cell were being bagged on and, as I slowly opened my eyes, I saw a guard I had never seen standing there before me. 

"Get out of that fucking bed and get dressed!" he bellowed.

"What the fuck," I said rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "What time is it?"

"It's fucking time to be up and ready," the guard responded. "It's your first full day of work."

Swinging my legs out of bed as the guard moved to the cell next to mine I hurriedly dragged my issued clothes on and stood next to the cell door.

Somewhere a button must have been pressed because my cell door swung open suddenly and I stepped out onto the wing. Looking around I saw all the other doors open as well and, one by one, the occupant joined me.

Once we were all released from the confines of our cells another guard entered the room.

"Right you lot follow me," he said. "Breakfast first and then out to work."

As we were led to the dining room nobody dared to say a word, for fear of pissing the guards off, and we were eventually ushered in to a large spacious room set out with a number of tables.

"Line up at the counter, get your breakfast and get on with it," one of the guards said.

Reaching the front of the line I was handed a bowl containing cereal and a large, plastic mug of tea. Turning away I looked for a table and saw Jeff sitting alone and decided I would go and have a chat with him. After what I had witnessed I needed to know that Sam and Mark had gone to him because they had done it before, or if it was something they did to all the prisoners when the urge took them.

"Is it okay if I sit here?" I asked him as I reached the table.

"Suit yourself," Jeff replied not even looking up.

"I'm Julez," I said and offered my hand towards him.

"That's nice," he replied not offering to tell me his name, even though I already knew it.

"II want to ask you something," I said.

"Ask doesn't mind I'll answer."

"I saw what went on last night," I said.

Suddenly Jeff lifted his head and looked at me.

"I need to know do they fuck all the guys or is there a reason they went straight to you?"

"Look Julez it is best you don't ask too many questions while you are here," Jeff said. "That way time will fly by."

"But you looked like you were really enjoying yourself."

"And if I refused what do you think would have happened?" Jeff asked.

"So you didn't want it then?" I asked.

"Actually it wasn't too bad to be honest," Jeff said. "Just make sure you do as I said and keep your head down and out of trouble."

Jeff then stood up and took his bowl and mug back to the counter. As more people followed Jeff to the counter I quickly finished my cereal and did the same. Once we were all lined up again we were led outside, to a waiting van, bundled in the back and told to keep quiet, before the van pulled away. Looking around I could tell that none of us, except Jeff, had any idea as to what was in store.

The drive to our destination took about an hour and when the van finally came to a stop, and we were ushered out, we were standing in the middle of what must have been The Quarry.

Looking around I could see massive piles of rocks placed in a large circle, and a penned in area in the middle.

"Right boys welcome to your first day," a man in work clothes said. "Today as it's your first day 

I expect you to get all those rocks into there."

We all stood about and waited for further instructions, and I wondered why putting the rocks where he wanted was important, when he began to yell.

"I fucking said rocks in there now get the fuck on with it!" He bellowed.

Walking over to one of the large piles I picked up the first rock, a large boulder weighing about a hundred pounds, and carried it to the centre and dropped it in. For the next hour or so I continued to shift the rocks, as the sun got higher in the sky and sweat began to drip from my forehead, until I only had a few left. Stopping I ripped my top over my head and tucked it into my jeans, before carrying on.

Picking up yet another rock, my thirtieth or fortieth of the day, I noticed a few of the others struggling. One was even sitting on the ground, his head between his legs, and I watched as one of the guards walked over to him. Instead of bending down to ask how he was the guard grabbed the man roughly under the armpit, dragged him back to his feet, and whispered something into his ear.

Whatever the guard said seemed to work because the man picked up a small rock and staggered to the centre before dropping it in. Once the guard saw that he was working again he walked away again, to the next man.

I continued to shift my rocks until I finally got to the last, and biggest, one. Wiping sweat from my forehead I bent to pick it up, the muscles in my arms tensing, the veins sticking up so much it looked like they were about to burst from my skin, and slowly began to ease the rock off the floor. I couldn't believe that the bastard guards had hidden the biggest one right at the end, it must have weighed close to three hundred pounds, but I eventually managed to get it up and over to the pen before dropping it in and collapsing onto the floor.

Before I had even hit the floor fully two guards surrounded me and dragged me back to my feet.

"You ain't got time to sit about boy," one of the guards said.

"But I've shifted all of my pile," I said.

Looking to where I pointed the guards stared at each other before calling over the man that was in charge.

"He's done his pile boss," the other guard said.

"Not bad boy" the boss said. "What's your name?"

"Julez sir," I gasped through parched lips.

"Well Julez no-one has ever shifted a full pile in one day, let alone one morning," the boss told me.

"Just doing what you said," I replied.

"Take him to the office I'll be there in a few minutes," the boss told the guards.

Keeping hold of one arm each the guards proceeded to half drag, half assist me to a small building that looked suspiciously like a mobile home. Once I was seated inside one of the guards left, and headed back to work.

"How the fuck did you manage to shift that lot so quick?" the guard that was left asked me.

"Wasn't really that hard," I answered. 

"That was supposed to take you all fucking day," the guard said.

"Tell me you're joking," I replied. "That shouldn't take anyone all day."

"Don't get fucking smart," the guard snapped. "Especially if you don't want to make too many enemies."

Before I could ask what he meant the door flew open and the boss walked in.

"Alright Joe you can leave us," he told the guard.

Once we were alone the boss looked me up and down letting his eyes linger over my muscular torso, which still glistened from sweat thanks to the heat outside.

"Why did you rush shifting those rocks?" The boss asked me.

"I was told to shift them so that's what I did," I replied.

"Now I've got to find you something else to do this afternoon."

"You could always send me back," I said jokingly.

"Don't get fucking smart with me boy," the boss snapped back. "Now I know exactly what you can do."

"What's that?" I asked.

"You can get your ass back out there and rebuild your pile, save my boys a job later."

"What the fuck," I snapped. "Why did I put them in the centre if you are just going to have them put back again?"

"Because I'm in fucking charge and I can do what the fuck I want," he growled menacingly. "Or I can let you stay here and send all the guards in, one at a time, and..."

"It's okay I understand," I said interrupting him and standing back up.

"Good for you Julez."

I left the office and began to head back to the centre rock pile when I noticed a couple of the guards disappearing out of view. Forgetting what the boss had said, it wouldn't take me long to get my pile put back anyway, I slowly followed the two guards.

I expected to find them either drinking or smoking something they shouldn't have been while on duty so the sight that greeted me as I got close enough to peer around the corner surprised me. The two of them had their trousers around their ankles, and they were busily masturbating each other furiously. 

Watching them, and getting turned on, I kept as quiet as I could as the two of them stopped masturbating and laid down on the hard, dusty surface. Instead of continuing to play with each other's dicks one of the guards rolled onto his back and the other climbed on top of him, lowering his ass towards the one underneath's face.

Once he was almost sitting on his face the one on top bent forward, took hold of the erect cock in front of him and lowered his mouth around the thick shaft. The guard underneath gasped before he gripped the others ass and separated his cheeks.

I stood transfixed, and as hard as one of the rocks I had been shifting, as the guard underneath began to flick his tongue over the other's ass, rimming him slowly. 

Just then I slipped on a loose stone and almost fell the noise causing the guards to stop what they were doing and look over at me.

"Get the fuck over here now," the guard on top shouted.

"What for?" I called as I stepped back.

"Just do it cunt," the guard underneath shouted. "Or you will be sorry."

Realizing that I didn't have a lot o choice I walked over to the two guards, who had parted, and stood before them.

"So what have we here then?" One of the guards said.

"Looks like a dirty peeping tom," the other said answering for me.

"I didn't mean anything," I said.

"Bit too late for that boy."

"Look I'll just get back to work and never say a word," I said.

"Unfortunately we can't allow that," the first guard said. "Just look at the state of us."

Gripping their hard, thick cocks they began to wank slowly in front of me.

"The least you could do is help us out."

"W-W-What do you mean?" I stuttered, knowing exactly what they meant.

"What I mean is that you better get here, drop to your knees and suck our dicks," the first guard said. "Or we go to the boss and tell him how we caught you trying to make a run for it, he likes escapees you know."

Caught between sucking the two thick cocks in front of me or suffering who knows what fate with the boss, who was a lot bigger than either of these two, I walked towards the guards and dropped to my knees.

"Good choice," the second guard said offering me his cock.

Gingerly reaching forward I wrapped my hand around his shaft and moved my head forward until the tip of his cock touched my lips.

"Open wide boy," the second guard said, gripping me by the hair.

Although I hadn't wanted to do this the sight of the cock right in front of me turned me on so much that I closed my eyes and took the whole length in one go. As I began to mouth my head back and forth, the cock tasting really good in my mouth, I felt the other guards cock against my lips as well, and before I could do anything that had also been forced into my mouth.

I had never before taken two cocks at once in any hole and, as I tried my hardest to suck them both, I found myself struggling. Neither of them were little cocks, both easily eight inches long and very thick, but I persevered due to fear of what the boss would do if he ever found out. 

Pretty quickly though the two guard's cock both twitched in my mouth and they came, together, filling my mouth rapidly with their thick, white milky liquid.

Swallowing as fast as I could I managed to take all they had to give and had to admit to myself that I had enjoyed it a lot more than I should have, before they removed their cocks from my mouth, pulled their trousers back up and told me to get back to work.

"Oh and we may well be seeing you later," the first guard said as I began to walk away.

Once back at the rocks I began to wonder I that was the way that Jeff first got caught, watching to guards at it, and wondered just how much they were willing to risk their jobs to get what they wanted.

At last though the day came to an end, we were bundled back into the van and driven back to the lock up. I was the last to get off the bus and as 

I did one of the guards came over to me.

"Don't forget we may be along to see you later," he said before walking away.

I hurried back to my cell and was relieved when the door shut and locked behind me, leaving me alone with thoughts of the two guards and how stupid I had been to get caught, but also thoughts of how much I had enjoyed sucking two cocks at once.



The Quarry Ch. 03



I hardly got any sleep during the night, the words of the guard whose dick I had sucked playing on my mind, and when morning came I was still exhausted from the day before.

We went through the same routine as before, only this time I didn't see Jeff and wondered what had happened to him. Again, straight after breakfast, we were all herded out to the waiting van but, as I was about to board, the guard stopped me.

"Not you today," he said. "The governor heard about yesterday and wants to see you."

I swallowed hard, wondering exactly what he had heard, and watched as the transport left for the quarry.

"Come on follow me," the guard said as he began to walk back through the gates.

Struggling to keep pace with him we went along a few corridors until we reached the governor's office, where the guard knocked on the door.

"Enter," came the governor's voice from inside the room.

The guard opened the door and I came face to face with not only the governor, but also the boss from the quarry.

"Ah Julez just who I wanted to see," the governor said.

"Have I done something wrong sir?" I asked before glancing at the boss.

"No Julez in fact the reports I am getting from ALL the staff at the quarry are excellent."

"So, if you don't mind me asking, why am I here instead of on the van?"

"Because I just wanted to know what you thought about the work."

"Well apart from the heat it wasn't too bad," I replied. "I'm shocked that no-one else had completed the job in a morning before."

"Well boss here thinks you might have been taking the piss," the governor said. "But I told him about your past and he finally calmed down."

"So what happens now then?" I asked.

"Boss will take you back to the quarry and he will keep you a lot busier in future," The governor said. "Don't let him, or me, down though."

"No sir I won't," I said.

"Good then you may go."

The boss stood up and led the way out of the room and outside to his car. Looking at the vehicle wondered just how much money the staff were getting paid. It was a huge, jet black Hummer with chrome bull bars on the front and the image of a naked woman spray painted on to the hood.

"Get in Julez," the boss said as he walked around to the other side.

Doing as I was told I sat in the passenger seat, next to him, and he started the car up. The engine roared and we were soon hurtling along the roads at almost 100, on the way back to the quarry. As we drove I almost dozed off and it was only the fact that the boss brought his hand crashing down onto my knee that stopped me.

"Tired Julez?" he asked as I sat bolt upright.

"Guess I still am from all that rock shifting," I replied.

"Are you sure that's the only reason?"

"Yeah why?"

"Oh nothing," he replied but I could tell there was something.

We continued the drive when, all of a sudden, the boss pulled the car off the road and headed down a dusty road, causing me to start panicking.

"Where are we going?" I asked nervously.

"Don't you worry about that," the boss said. "We'll be there in five minutes."

I turned my head and started to look out of the window hoping to see some sort of sign that told me where we were heading, but there was nothing, just miles and miles of open countryside, and the further we went the more uneasy I became. 

Eventually though the boss brought the car to a stop outside a small roadside café.

"Let's get something to eat," he said. "What they don't know won't hurt."

I stayed where I was as he climbed out of the car, until he stuck his head back in and told me to follow him.

"You didn't think I was going to leave you out here alone did you?"

"But I had my breakfast back at the lock up," I replied.

"Trust me for what I have in store you will need as much energy as possible."

Not liking the tone of his voice I just followed along and sat where he told me to, once we were inside. As I sat there, waiting, I stared towards the door and wondered if I could make it out before he came back. The only problem was that he had picked the furthest table from the door, and I would have to pass him to do so.

Just as I had made up my mind to risk it a large plate was paced down in front of me, covered with a full English breakfast, and the boss sat opposite me.

"I suggest you eat that," he said picking up his own knife and fork.

I stared at the amount of food on the plate in front of me and was amazed. There were three sausages, three slices of bacon, two fried eggs, beans, tomatoes, mushrooms, black pudding and a fried slice, as well as a plate of toast on the table.

"Come on Julez get stuck in," the boss said watching me carefully. "Don't worry I've not poisoned it or anything."

He burst out laughing at his attempt of humour causing me to smile, and then I picked up my cutlery as well. We didn't speak as we ate, and all I could think was that he must want me for more than just rock shifting to be treating me this well.

Once we had finished eating we had one more coffee before heading back out to the van, and continued our journey. The boss opened up as we spoke, telling me about The Quarry and how the new government thought it would, at least, half the crime statistics. Listening to him as he spoke I began to relax more, his company wasn't bad, and he would occasionally come out with a joke as well.

"Not long now Julez," he said as we turned off the road onto another dusty track. "If we go this way we can save twenty minutes driving time."

I was looking out of the window as he said it, and didn't notice him massaging his cock through his worn, dusty jeans, glancing at me as he did so. 

As I continued to stare out of the window thoughts of the day before, the two guards I sucked off, images of Jeff through his cell bars all flooded through my mind, and I began to wonder if there was something more than just rehabilitation going on at The Quarry.

Suddenly the boss stopped the car and I felt his hand grip my thigh tightly. Turning to face him I was shocked to see that he had his cock out of his jeans, and was slowly stroking it.

"What the fuck are you doing!!?" I asked.

"Come on Julez surely you didn't think your antics yesterday would go unheard of," he replied.

I was listened as he spoke, but couldn't take my eyes off his huge throbbing member, it must have been at least nine inches long and at least half as thick, and it really was the most gorgeous cock I had ever seen.

As I continued to stare at his hand, moving slowly along the full length of his hard shaft, I felt the hardness of my own cock inside my jeans throbbing.

"What do you mean about yesterday?" I asked feigning innocence.

"Something along the lines of you, two guards and a mouthful of cock that's what," the boss replied.

"I never had a choice," I said. "Once they knew I was there they threatened to tell you I was trying to escape."

"Why didn't you just run and come to me?" He asked.

"Who would you believe a con or two trusted guards?"

"I'm sure something could have been worked out," the boss said. "Unfortunately we now have a problem don't we?"

"How do you mean a problem?"

"Well I can't have convicts just going around sucking anyone's dick can I?" Boss said. "Especially when they aren't looking after the one person can make their life a living hell."

Before I could say another word the boss let go of my thigh and placed his large hand on the back of my neck.

"However I also have the power to make life so easy for those that I choose to do so for," he said smiling at me, his hand still wrapped around his hard, thick cock. "If you get my meaning."

I knew exactly what he wanted, and normally I wouldn't hesitate to wrap my lips around the swollen, purple, pre-cum covered head of his cock, but sitting in the truck alone I felt scared, and pressured. For all I knew I could suck him and he could treat me worse than all the others. On the other hand though doing it could get me away from shifting all those fucking rocks, day after day, and get me much easier work.

Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea I knew I had no alternative other than sucking his monstrous cock, I just hoped that he didn't take long to cum, and lowered my head slowly.

"I knew you would see sense," the boss said as I flicked my tongue over the end of him, tasting his pre-cum. "Mmm that feels so good Julez."

Opening my mouth as wide as I could, to take his monster cock, I slowly lowered my head, taking inch after inch of his hardness into my mouth, until I couldn't get any more in.

"That's it Julez suck my cock," the boss gasped. "Make your boss a very happy man."

Struggling not to gag or choke on his size I soon got into a good rhythm, my head bobbing up and down quickly, only occasionally going to low and catching the back of my throat.

"Fuck yeah that's it," boss moaned breathlessly as I continued to suck his cock.

I sucked for all I was worth but it looked like the boss was never going to cum, and eventually he placed his hand on my head and told me to stop.

"What's wrong?" I asked letting his cock fall from my mouth, my jaw aching.

"Get out of the car," the boss said opening his door.

Wondering what was wrong with him I did as he said.

"My cock should be wet enough now," he said as he looked at me.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"What I mean is drop your jeans, turn around and bend over the hood."

"You're kidding right?" I said shocked.

"Do I look like I'm kidding?"

His face had changed from one of pleasure to one that said 'do it or you will suffer'

Realizing that this had been his plan all along I slowly undid my jeans and slid them, and my boxer shorts, down to my ankles before turning around and doing as he had asked.

"What a gorgeous white ass," the boss said and I heard him take a couple of steps towards me.

I braced myself, and tried to relax my sphincter muscle as much as possible, as I felt his hands grip my hips. As the thick head of his cock came into contact with my tight hole I closed my eyes, and gritted my teeth.

Slowly the boss pushed against me, more pre-cum covering my hole, and after a few attempts the head of his cock broke through my defenses, causing me to yelp loudly.

"Good job no one can hear you yelping like a girl," the boss said as he brought one of his hands crashing down against my ass cheeks.

"FUCK!!!" I called out. "That fucking hurt."

"Stop whining like a bitch or I'll really hurt you," the boss said the tone of his voice scaring me.

Without warning he slapped my ass again as he drove forward, burying the whole of his cock deep inside me. Pain tore through my body and I thought he had ripped me open, yet the boss just proceeded to continue thrusting hard and fast into me. Gritting my teeth the pain gradually subsided and I soon found myself enjoying the feeling of the boss's thick, cock driving in and out of me, and reached down for my own hard cock, and began to masturbate.

"Good to see you enjoying it," the boss said as I wanked in time with his powerful thrusts.

"Oh yes fuck me," I gasped the feeling of my orgasm beginning to grow in my body. "Cum with me boss."

"Oh I will Julez believe me," he said thrusting hard into me. "And I'm not going to be long."

Gripping my cock and stroking faster than ever as the boss pounded, and slapped my ass, my balls tightening. Try as I did I couldn't hold back any longer and letting out a loud moan, I started to cum Jet after jet of my white, milky liquid erupted from the end of my cock, and onto the front of the car as I felt the boss's cock twitch deep inside me.

"Oh fuck Julez yes!!" He called out as he drove his cock, hard into me once again, before beginning to unload his own seed into me.

Each twitch from his cock caused me to cum more and soon we were both totally drained, the boss inside me and my cum coating the front grill of the car.

Finally he withdrew his, still hard, cock from my ass and turned me to face him.

"I think you and I are going to get on just perfectly Julez," he said with a wink. "Come on get tidied up and let's go the governor's coming to The Quarry this afternoon."

Once dressed we jumped back into the car, my ass sore from both the pounding and slaps that he had given me, and we continued on our journey, arriving fifteen minutes later.

I climbed out of the car to be greeted by one of the guards from the day before.

"Glad you could make it boy," he said sarcastically. "We didn't think you were going to come."

"Believe me he will always come," the boss said and the two of them burst out laughing.

"Right let's get you to work boy," the guard said and led me to join the others and yet another pile of rocks.

This pile didn't seem as big as the previous days and I began to move them quickly, and efficiently, soon catching up with the rest o the cons that were busy doing the same.

Looking around there was no sign of Jeff, and I began to wonder what had happened to him, as he wasn't at breakfast either. I assumed that he was needed back behind the prison walls, probably to keep the guards entertained, and wondered if that was what would end up to me now that I was the boss's favourite cock sucking fuck slut.



The Quarry Ch. 04



By the time mid-afternoon came I had shifted as many rocks as the others, who had been there all day, and hadn't spoken to anyone. As I began to think that the boss had just set the morning up to get me alone after what those two guards had said he surprised me by appearing, as if out of thin air, behind me.

"Put that rock down Julez I need a word," he said, "in the office."

I jumped at the sound of his voice, and spun to face him.

"Why what have I done?" I asked.

"The governor's coming in a couple of hours and I want to talk to you about this morning," he replied. "Make sure we both tell the same story."

"No worries about what I'll say," I responded. "I'll tell him we came straight back."

"What if the guards or other cons mention the time we got here?" He sounded on edge.

"Then we will just say we got a puncture on the way back and had to fix it."

"Just follow me Julez," he finally said, after thinking for a second or two.

Guessing the real reason that he wanted me in the office I put the rock that I had been holding down and followed alongside him silently, neither of us talking.

Once back at the office, and inside, he sat behind a large oak desk, and told me to sit in the chair opposite.

"Look Julez your idea was sound except for one small problem," the boss said.

"What's that boss?" I replied.

"All the tires are in perfect condition, including the spare."

"So you stick one of the tools in it and say we ran over a sharp stone on the way back."

"I couldn't do that I'd get fired."

"Then I'll do it," I said.

"If you do I know nothing about it," the boss said.

"Fair enough," I said and turned to leave."

"Did I say we were done?"

"No boss," I said turning back to face him. 

"Sit down Julez."

Doing as he said, and eyeing him up suspiciously, I was surprised when he stood up and went to the cupboard behind his chair. As he opened the doors his back blocked virtually all of the cupboard's contents from my eyes, and I couldn't tell what he was doing so when he turned around holding two, large glasses, both three-quarters full I was surprised.

"Here Julez," he said offering one of the glasses to me.

Taking it I cautiously sniffed the liquid, causing the boss to burst out laughing, before lifting it to my lips. Taking a small sip the strength of the Jack Daniels shocked me, it was definitely straight, and a shiver went through my body.

"Come on Julez you can do better than that," the boss said, draining his glass in one.

Not wanting to look like I couldn't handle my drink I quickly lifted the glass again, and copied the boss.

"That's more like it," he said.

We had a couple more drinks, in silence, before he stepped forward and took the glass from me, and returned them to the cupboard.

"Best we don't let the governor catch us drinking," he said smiling and glancing at the clock. "He'll be here in just under an hour."

"I best get back to work then," I said and went to stand up.

Placing his hand on my shoulder, to stop me, he shook his head.

"Not so fast Julez," he said. "I need you to do one more thing for me."

"I know get the tire sorted." I said and went to stand again.

This time his hand clamped tightly on my shoulder, hurting me slightly. Lifting my head I saw his free hand fumbling with the zip on his trousers, and knew exactly what the 'one more thing' was going to be.

Once he had his zip down he reached into his pants, and brought out his massive, hard cock.

"Suck it Julez," he ordered with authority.

Knowing I had no choice and the fact that the drink had made me horny, like Jack Daniels always did, I reached forward and slowly wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft, looking up at the boss as I did so. 

Slowly I began to move my hand up and down, along his hardness, using my free hand to massage his balls as I did so. The boss groaned and closed his eyes as I began to wank him quicker, before bending my head forward and darting my tongue out across the swollen purple head of his cock.

"Oh yes Julez," the boss moaned lightly." Suck my fucking dick."

Opening my mouth wide I fed inch after inch of him past my lips, before closing them around him and sucking gently.

"Fuck that feels so good," he said gripping my head in his strong hands.

Keeping hold of his cock with one hand, I began to move my head back and forth, using my free hand to caress and massage his balls. Sliding my hand between the boss's legs I slid a finger along the crease of his ass, slowly going closer to his hole, before eventually slipping the tip of it into him.

Letting out a long, low groan the boss pulled my head forward hard, almost causing me to choke on his cock, before I managed to regain control of my sucking. Back and forth my head went, and as it did my finger slipped further into his ass, and eventually brushing over his prostrate causing him to jerk his body up involuntarily.

"Fuck Julez no-one has ever done that to me," the boss moaned. "Don't you fucking dare stop."

I had no intention of stopping, the control I had felt so good, and I continued to suck, and finger fuck his ass until he couldn't take it anymore. Bucking his hips a couple of times was all it took for him to be unable to hold back any longer, and he unleashed the first jet of cum deep into my throat.

Swallowing his thick, salty liquid quickly I took all he had to give before slowly removing my mouth from his cock, and flicking the last of his cum from the slit in the end.

I wiped my mouth and stood up as the boss just stood there, his huge cock still fully hard, and went to leave the office for the third time.

"Changed my mind Julez," he managed to gasp. "There is one more thing you have got to do for me."

Thinking I knew what he meant I walked over to his desk and dropped my trousers. As I began to bend over he put his hand on my shoulder, and pulled me up, before dropping his own trousers and bending over like I was about to.

"No Julez," he said. "This time I want, no need, you to fuck me."

Unsure how serious he was I moved cautiously behind him and parted his legs a little with my feet.

"Come on Julez," the boss said impatiently. "Get that cock in my ass and fuck me hard."

Moving a little closer I was amazed as the boss gripped his own ass cheeks, one in each hand, and pulled them apart for me. Staring down at his hole, and seeing it puckered slightly, I gripped my cock and pushed it against him, quickly entering him.

As the boss gasped loudly I gripped his hips and began to thrust into him, furiously, remembering that the governor was arriving shortly. 

Frantically I pounded into him, desperate to cum before it was too late, and very quickly I felt my balls tighten.

Gripping him tightly, and suddenly remembering what he had done earlier when we fucked on the way back, I lifted my hand as I pulled my cock back, before bringing it crashing down against his ass as I thrust forward as deep into him as I could and began to cum. Twitch after twitch from my cock released more and more cum into the boss's ass, each twitch causing him to moan in ecstasy, until I had nothing left to give, and quickly pulled my cock from his tight ass.

"The governor will be here any minute," I gasped, sweat dripping from my forehead.

"Just give me a minute Julez," the boss said, still bent over the table, cum beginning to leak from his ass. "You go and sort the car."

Pulling my trousers back up I left the boss where he was and went outside and, making sure no-one could see me, over to the car that we came back in. I looked around for something on the ground to puncture the tire with, but found nothing. 

Heading over to the work truck I carefully removed a pickaxe, that I assumed the staff used to alter the size and shape of the rocks, and went back to the car.

Taking a last look around, to make sure no-one had started to come to the office, I placed the pointed head of the pickaxe under the front tire and quickly pulled back on the handle. The point of the handle went straight into the tire and, as the air starting expelling from the hole the car began to lower on the ground. 

Struggling I tugged at the handle and after, finally, managing to free the pickaxe I crept back over to the van and put it back. Hurrying back to the office, before the governor came, I burst through the door to find the boss sitting behind his desk.

"Don't you ever fucking barge in here again without knocking!!!" He screamed as I stopped breathlessly in front of him.

"Fucking hell I am so sorry," I said sarcastically. "Car's been done anyway."

As I turned to walk out of the office, and go back to join the others, the boss called after me.

"And talk to me with respect boy."

Slamming the door on my way out I thought how much of a bastard he really was. Although we had just sucked and fucked like lovers the reality was that we were never going to be anything other than boss and yet another con.

I joined the others and had just started to shift my rocks when a car pulled up alongside us, and the governor climbed out. He virtually ignored us, just giving a quick glance our way, as he headed towards the office, leaving his driver to chat with the other guards.

As we continued to work word quickly spread that something must be wrong as the governor had never been to The Quarry in all his time in charge and soon work was forgotten as we all grouped together to discuss what the matter could be. 

Ideas ranging from a death of a prisoner right through to an escapee went through everyone's minds, and we were still huddled together when I heard the boss scream my name out.

"Julez get your ass over here now!!!"

Looking at the others I shrugged my shoulder and slowly trudged over to the office, wondering what the hell I had done now. 

"Get in there," the boss said once I had reached him.

"Why what's wrong?" I asked.

"Just do it Julez," he repeated.

As I wondered what had got into the boss I headed into the office, to be greeted by the governor.

"Sit down Julez," he said his face looking like thunder.

Walking past him I sat in front of the desk and waited, as he walked around the other side and sat down opposite me.

"We do seem to have a problem don't we?" The governor said his eyes never leaving mine.

"What do you mean sir?" I asked.

"Vandalism of state owned property for a start."

"What the fuck do you mean!!!" I shouted at the governor jumping out of my seat.

"Putting a pick axe through that car tire out there," he said. "And sit the fuck down and remember who you are talking to boy."

Just then the boss came back into the office, totally ignored me and went and stood next to the governor.

"Who said I did the tire?" I demanded to know.

"You were seen taking the pick from the works van, going over to it and deliberately puncturing the tire," the governor continued. "By one of the guards."

"How do you know it wasn't one of them looking to cause trouble for the new boy?"

"What would be the point?" The governor asked. "Are you saying it wasn't you?"

I stared at the boss, pleadingly, but all he did was shrug his shoulders.

"You will be taken back to the prison," the governor began. "And placed in solitary confinement for one week, a week that will be added to your sentence as you will not be able to work off your debt to society."

"You can't fucking do that," I screamed at the two men.

"I'm afraid, as the governor, yes I can."

Staring back at the boss I hoped he would come to my rescue, but nothing, he just stood there emotionless as two guards came into the room, handcuffed me and led me out to the car the governor had arrived in. As I waited in the car, sandwiched between two guards, I watched as the governor and the boss came out of the office, had a few words and shook hands. The governor then returned to the car, replaced one of the guards in the back, and the journey back to the main prison, and my time in solitary, began.



The Quarry Ch. 05



No-one uttered a single word during the journey back to the prison and once we arrived the governor just walked away, leaving me with two guards that I had never seen before. Taking one last look over his shoulder the governor stared at me, with a look of disgust and then went through the doors.

The two guards waited until the governor was out of sight and then grabbed my upper arms, before leading me into the prison. The place was deathly quiet, everyone out doing whatever they were supposed to and as we walked through the wing I was on I wondered if they were going to let me get out of the filthy clothes I was wearing, before I was locked away from the rest of the prison, but no such luck.

Taking me through another door I was led down two flights of stairs and through yet another door into a long corridor with doors on either side. Counting the doors in my head as I was led along we came to a halt halfway along the corridor and one of the guards removed a bunch of keys from his belt.

Inserting one of the keys he swung the door open, before I was roughly pushed into the cell, and the door slammed shut behind me. As I surveyed the room before me the small serving hatch on the door was opened, and I spun around.

"Hope you enjoy your time down here," one of the guards said laughing.

"Yeah I'm sure he will," the other guard replied.

"Just do as you're told and the week will fly by," the first guard added.

The hatch was then closed again and I listened as the two of them walked away, laughing.

Turning away from the door I looked at my new surroundings, an eight foot square room with nothing but a bed, wash basin and toilet and sat down on the bed. I couldn't believe that the boss had let things go this far and decided that, once I got out of solitary, I was going to make him pay. With nothing to do I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes, as I was alone and had worked hard I thought I may as well sleep.

I was just about drifting off when I heard a bang against the cell door, and I sat bolt upright, expecting the serving hatch to open. What I didn't expect was the hole just below the serving 

hatch to open, and a note shoved through.

THE NEXT THING THAT COMES THROUGH THIS HOLE IS

FOR YOU. I'VE HEARD ALL ABOUT YOU AND EXPECT

YOU TO DO EXACTLY WHAT YOU ARE BEST AT. IF NOT 

YOUR WEEK IN SOLITARY WILL SEEM VERY LONG AND

VERY HARD.

I read through the note a couple of times and bent my head to try and peer through the hole, but it had been closed again.

"Who is out there?" I called banging on the door.

"Have you read the note?" came the reply.

"Yeah and I asked who's there?"

"That doesn't matter," the voice said. "Do you understand the note?"

"I guess I do," I replied. "What if I don't do whatever I am expected to?"

"Then this door will be opened and you will wish you had."

Listening carefully I heard at least two more voices, whispering to each other, making that a minimum of three people outside. It wasn't hard for me to guess what was going to come through the hole next and, if I was honest, I wanted fuck all to do with it. The trouble was that the three of them, at least. Could easily open the door, hold me down and do whatever they wanted, so I dropped to my knees.

"Just fucking get on with it," I called through the closed door.

"Wise decision," whoever it was replied.

Slowly the owner of the voice pushed their cock through the hole and, lifting my hand, I encircled it and began to stroke it gently. As I moved my hand along the thick, hard shaft I stare at the cock in my hand, trying to see if I recognized it as one of the guards, or the boss, from The Quarry but in the dim cell light it was hard to tell.

As I continued to work on the cock with my hand, hoping the owner would quickly cum, I watched as the thick veins pulsed under the skin and pre-cum oozed from the slit in the end. Gingerly I flicked my tongue through the sticky fluid, cleaning it all up.

"Fuck yes," the voice said. "Suck my fucking dick now boy."

With no choice but to do what I was told I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the swollen, purple head of the cock in my hand. Slowly I began to move my head back and forth along the full length of the shaft, allowing my tongue to trace the veins as I did so. 

By the sounds coming from the other side of the door I could tell that the cock's owner was enjoying himself, so I began to suck faster, eager to make him cum. Five minutes later the cock began to twitch and, without any warning, cum flooded into my mouth, filling me as quickly as I could swallow.

Eventually I had drained every last drop from the man's cock and it was swiftly withdrew from my mouth and back out of the hole, only for yet another cock to come through to replace it. This one was slightly thinner than the first but at least two inches longer and, instead of beginning with gentle strokes, I wrapped my mouth straight around it and sucked as fast as I could until this one also filled my mouth with its thick, white, salty liquid.

Once this one was withdrawn I sat with my mouth open, just waiting for the nest cock but, for at least five minutes, there was nothing other than the sound of mumbling from outside of the door. 

Just when I thought my oral services were no longer needed than a third cock, this time a black one, was forced through the hole. The thickness of the cock made it difficult for the owner to get it through the hole as quick as the first two but, eventually, I was staring at the thick pre-cum stained head of the third cock.

All I could do, even though my mouth was aching and my throat sore, was take hold of the shaft and wrap my lips around this one as well, and began to suck. As I sucked I found myself stroking the cock slowly as well, something that I hadn't with the other's once I had been sucking them, and I also felt my own cock hardening rapidly for the first time since I had started sucking.

Unable to resist I slowly slid my zip down as I continued to suck the black cock in my mouth and released my own throbbing, hard cock and began to wank slowly. Taking my time I moved my hand along my shaft slowly, hoping I would cum at the same time as the cock flooded my mouth with the third load of cum in half an hour, but soon quickened my pace as I wanked and sucked furiously.

Eventually the owner of the black cock moaned from the other side of the door.

"Oh fuck I'm going to cum," he said. "Swallow it all boy."

With one last slow, luxurious suck the black cock twitched violently and cum erupted, like a geyser, into my mouth. Swallowing as fast as I could I managed to take most of the cum, only a small amount leaking out of my mouth, and as I used my free hand to wipe at the cum, I began to spurt my own juices against the cell door.

Jet after jet erupted from my cock, splashing against the door and slowly beginning to run down to the floor, as I finished draining the cock in my mouth and pulled my head away from it.

"See that wasn't difficult was it?" the first voice said as the black cock was removed from the hole. "And as long as you do as you're told it won't get difficult for you."

Staring at my own juices trickling down the door I grunted an answer, and hoped that the rest of the day would pass without further incident.

"Nothing to say boy?"

"Not to you no," I replied. "I did what you wanted now just fuck off and leave me alone."

"Oh we're going but who knows we may return later," the voice said. "And if we do you had better be ready."

"Yeah whatever," I replied.

I listened as the three people began to walk away, my eyes continuing to stare at my cum running down the door. Standing up I walked back over to the bed and laid back down, my jaw aching from all the cock sucking I had done, and slowly drifted off to sleep, the dreams beginning shortly after. 

Dreams of working at The Quarry, naked, while everyone else was fully clothed, being forced to suck them all to completion before I was allowed to leave, dreams of each of them bending me over the largest rock and fucking my ass, filling me with their juices as the boss watched laughing, before he took his turn. Dreams of becoming the prison's slut, sucking and fucking every inmate and guard, my sentence being extended until I had managed it.

Eventually I woke with a start, my body was covered in sweat, yet my cock was harder than it had ever been and, without even stopping to think I wrapped my hand around the shaft and began to wank slowly, thinking of all the hot things I had dreamt about.  

Quickening my masturbating I felt my balls tighten as the feeling of imminent ejaculation coursed through my body. Turning on the bed I raised my legs up the wall, as I continued to wank. and pointed my cock towards my open mouth. 

Furiously I continued to masturbate until I couldn't hold back any longer and, with my mouth wide open and eager, I began to cum. Jet after jet of thick, white, milky fluid erupted from the end of my cock, splashing against my face and lips, only a small amount going straight into my mouth.

After swallowing what I had managed to catch, and finally finishing ejaculating, I wiped face clean and sucked my fingers dry, just as I heard footsteps outside my cell.

Quickly I slipped under the covers, my cock still hard and pretended to be asleep as I heard the serving hatch open. Keeping as still as I could I listened to the breathing coming from the other side of the door followed by muffled whispering. The only words I could make out were 'sleeping', 'shame' and 'maybe tomorrow' before the hatch was closed and the feet walked away.

Throughout the rest of the night I sat on my bed, trying my hardest not to doze off, every noise I heard making me jump, my legs huddled to my chest as I wondered what, or who, I would have to face when morning came.



The Quarry Ch. 06



As hard as I had tried not to I must have fell asleep eventually, because all of a sudden I found myself getting of the bed to accept the tray of breakfast that was being pushed through the hatch.

I took the tray, went back to the bed and stared at the food before me. A couple of pieces of lukewarm toast, a bowl of soggy cornflakes and a warm mug of coffee was what constituted breakfast and, although it looked terrible, I was that hungry that I devoured everything in less than five minutes.

As I picked up the tray to take back to the hatch the bowl fell to the floor, and then was when I first saw the note that had been hidden under it. Picking the paper up I unfolded it and stared at the words before me.

GOOD JOB YOU DID WHAT WAS EXPECTED OF YOU LAST NIGHT. WILL BE SEEING YOU LATER FOR MORE OF THE SAME. DON'T LET ME DOWN OR ELSE.

Screwing the piece of paper up I went to drop it into the small toilet but, just as I was about to let go, I changed my mind. Thinking before I acted, for once, I realized that this note could help get me out of solitary, and maybe even the prison, before I was due to be released and all I needed to do was get it to someone on the outside who could take it to the authorities.

Taking the note back over to the bed I smoothed it out as best as I could, before slipping it under my mattress. As soon as I got out of solitary, and was allowed to send letters, I would send the note to my ex, he would know just who to take it to.

For the first time since being put in solitary I allowed myself the briefest of smiles and banged on the hatch.

"What the fuck are you banging for?" someone said from the other side of the door, eventually.

"Finished that muck you call breakfast," I replied. "Thought you might want the plate, bowl and cup back."

The hatch was opened angrily and, as I held the tray near to it, I saw the first face since being locked in the cell, I just hoped he wasn't the owner of one of the cocks that I had been made to suck the night before. Judging by what bit of his face I saw he looked like he didn't take too much pride in his appearance, his face was unshaven, his teeth yellow and cracked and as or his hair, well that looked like it hadn't seen a brush or a comb in years.

Instantly I began to feel physically sick and hurried towards the small toilet, as the guard burst out laughing.

"Wished I had been on duty last night," he called through the hatch. "Sounds like the guards that were here had a very good night."

"Fuck off cunt," I shouted towards the door, relieved that at least he hadn't been there.

"That's no way to talk to anyone is it boy?" the guard shouted. "Maybe I should open this door and teach you a fucking lesson."

"I reckon that maybe you fucking should to," I called back, my temper starting to get the better of me.

I heard the keys jangling, and one inserted into the lock and prepared myself for when the door open but, before the door swung open, the guard started to laugh loudly.

"Do you think I'm as fucking stupid as you?" he called through the door. "No I think I will bide my time and wait until later."

With that the key was removed from the door, and the guard walked away howling with laughter, leaving me alone yet again and I spun around and let fly with my fist against the wall, wincing in pain as I connected. Looking at my fist I saw it blackening rapidly as blood seeped from the grazes on my knuckles, and I cursed under my breath.

I knew I shouldn't let my temper get the better of me, that is what led me to The Quarry in the first place after all, but I just couldn't get the niggling feeling that something more was going on here than just rehabilitation.

Blood dripped from my knuckles to the floor and I tried to clench my fist but the pain that tore through my hand was unbearable. Using my good hand I pulled my vest top over my head, wet it in the basin and wrapped it around my fist, hoping the cold dampness would bring out the full swelling rapidly.

With nothing else to do I sat back on the bed and reached for the not under the mattress. After reading through it a few times I slipped it into the sole of my shoe, and then banged on the cell door.

"What's all the fucking noise?" A guard said when he finally arrived.

"I need to see a doctor," I replied. "I think I've broke my hand."

"And how the fuck did you manage that?"

"I fell and landed on it," I lied.

"Step away from the door and I'll have a look."

I stepped back as I heard the keys slotted into the lock. Slowly the guard pushed the door open, presumably to make sure I had stepped back like he had ordered me to, and entered.

"Let's have a fucking look then," he barked.

Slowly I unclenched my fist and held it out. Without warning the guard grabbed my wrist, causing me to yelp out in pain, before bending to look at it closely. It would have been so easy for me to bring my knee up, into the guard's face, if I wasn't in excruciating agony.

"Looks fucking broken," the guard said. "Guess that means a trip to the doc."

The guard took his radio from his belt and called another guard to come and take me, shutting me back in the cell to wait for their arrival.

By the time the other guard arrived half an hour had passed and the throbbing in my hand was getting more and more unbearable, but eventually I was led through the prison and into the doctor's office.

"What have we got here?" The doctor asked, looking at me extremely swollen hand.

"Reckons he fell on it while he was in solitary."

"Okay leave him with me," the doctor told the guard. "I'll call when we're finished."

As soon as the guard had left the doctor turned back to me, and smiled.

"Okay now tell me how you really did it," the doc asked.

"Punched the wall," I replied.

"Why on earth did you do that?"

"Because since I have been in solitary all the guards think it's their right to stick their dicks into the cell for me to suck them off," I said my anger rising again.

"And have you been?"

"Only because I fear for my safety down there yes."

"Okay well let's get you x-rayed first," The doc said. "Then we can decide what steps to take."

Putting my arm carefully in a sling the doctor led me through a couple of rooms before we arrived at the x-ray department, well I say department in reality it was one small room with an x-ray machine. After the radiographer took a number of pictures, from different angles, I was told to wait outside until the films were ready, and once they were I headed back with the doctor.

Sitting behind his desk the doctor held up each of the images before putting them down and looking at me. 

"Well it is definitely broken," he said. "So I think I shall get it casted and then have you on the hospital wing or a couple of days."

"Well at least I'll be away from those sex starved solitary guards," I said trying my best to make a joke out of the situation.

"True and if I didn't know better I would say that's exactly why you did it," the doc said. "To get out of doing your time in solitary."

"Well I shouldn't have been there in the first place," I said. "And wouldn't have been if the quarry boss had any balls of his own."

"What do you mean?" the doctor asked sounding intrigued.

"Oh nothing it doesn't matter," I replied, not wanting to say too much.

"Your choice but maybe I could help," the doc said.

"I doubt it," I said. "Besides I don't know how much I can trust you either."

The doctor looked at me and said nothing, instead he just encased my hand and lower arm in plaster, and then led me to the hospital wing.

"I'll be back later to see how you are," he said before walking away.

As he went, leaving my lying in a freshly made bed, I started to wonder if I could trust him or I he would just be like all the other members of staff. Not letting it bother me too much I lay back, enjoying the softness, and cleanliness, of the bed.

Looking around at all the empty beds, there were seven of them, I couldn't believe that there was no-one else on the ward but assumed they probably tried to get prisoners in and out as quickly as possible.

Eventually I began to drift of but as I did a shadow loomed over me and I opened my eyes to come face to face with the doctor again.

"How's the hand feeling?" He asked.

"Not too bad I guess," I replied.

"Good that's probably down to the painkillers at the minute," he said. "Wait until they wear off then see."

"Okay I will do."

The doctor started to walk away before turning sharply on his heels and coming back over to me.

"I'm afraid the governor is a bit concerned about you being on an open ward," the doctor said. "He would prefer you to be in one of the side rooms."

"So move me then," I said.

"I just had to make sure you weren't going to kick off," the doctor said. "The governor will be around to see you in a while."

"What for?" I asked.

"Just too make sure you are okay,"

Not bothering to answer I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and stood up.

"Let's go then," I said.

The doctor led me to the end of the ward and opened one of the side doors.

"You'll be here for a couple of days then taken back to solitary," he said.

"Whatever," I replied the doctor's voice beginning to get on my nerves, even though I found myself starting to get attracted to his good looks.

At first I didn't really pay much attention to him, thinking that I would hardly see him, but the more he was around the more I started to notice just how handsome he really was. His neatly cut dark hair, chiseled features, slim but well packaged body and his genuine niceness to me started to have an effect and I began to wonder if, just maybe, he would be the one person that I could trust in this prison full of sexual degenerates. 

As I continued to stare at him my cock started to stiffen rapidly inside my trousers, and I just wanted him to leave the room so I could masturbate while thinking of all the things I would like to do to him. The thing was that as I stared he must have noticed because, without me realizing it, he silently closed the door behind him.

"What are you thinking about Julez? He asked snapping my out of my thoughts.

"Oh nothing really," I lied. 

"Come on Julez there is no need to be shy," he said. "I saw the way you were staring at me."

"What sorry I never meant to," I said the hardness in my trousers almost unbearable.

"It's okay Julez," he whispered taking a step forward. "I understand exactly."

"Understand what," I said the need to wank growing stronger by the second.

"Understand that being locked up can get frustrating."

He took another step closer, and I felt his breath on my face, which really didn't help my raging hard on at all. I closed my eyes hoping, but not expecting, something was about to happen, but when it did it still caught me by surprise.

The doctor's breath got closer and I felt his hot lips brush against my cheek lightly, before his hand went behind my neck and he pulled our mouths together and forcefully pushed his tongue into my mouth. Relaxing against his touch I allowed my tongue to snake past his and into his mouth, gripping the back of his neck like he was mine. 

We continued to kiss passionately and as we did his hand gripped my hard cock through my trousers, and began to massage me slowly.

Gasping into his mouth as he fondled my cock expertly, I let my hand run down his back and gripped his tight ass in my hand as I heard, and felt, my zip being lowered slowly. The doctor slipped his hand into my trousers, and boxers, and wrapped his fingers around my thick, hard shaft before pulling his lips away.

"Fuck Julez your cock feels amazing," he said releasing it from the confines of my clothes.

Slowly he began to stroke my hardness, more than once almost bringing me to climax, before he looked down and dropped to his knees. Gently holding my aching cock in his hand he slowly flicked his tongue over my swollen, purple head, sending shivers of ecstasy through my body, before he slowly took my whole length in his mouth.

As he sucked me slowly, and I held his head, the doctor massaged my balls, occasionally stopping sucking to take them in his mouth. The way he was gicing me head was similar to the last lover I had had, not a doctor in prison and, after sucking all the thug guards, it felt really good to be the one receiving, and receiving from such an expert cock sucker.

Taking his mouth from my cock the doctor looked up at me, and smiled seductively, before returning to my cock, only this time slipping his hand between my legs and beginning to stroke the crack of my ass. I gasped and gripped his head tighter as I felt his finger work its way in between my cheek and start probing my tight hole, sending me almost over the edge.

"Oh fuck yes," I gasped. "Please don't stop doing that."

Letting one hand drop from his head I placed it between my legs, on top off his, and kept it there as he slowly slipped his middle finger gently into my willing hole, and began probing and massaging until he reached my g-spot. As soon as his finger brushed over it I couldn't control myself any longer and, with a loud groan, began to cum. As jet after jet of my thick, white, milky liquid erupted from the end of my cock into his mouth the doctor continued to stroke my prostrate all the time swallowing as fast as he could.

It wasn't until I was completely drained, and my legs felt like jelly, did the doctor let my cock fall from his mouth and look up at me. The smile on his face showed how much he had enjoyed swallowing my seed and I suddenly felt desperate to see his cock, and feel it inside my loosened hole.

"Fuck doc that was great," I gasped. "Guess it's my turn."

"Not if you don't want to," he answered surprising me. "And my name's Matt you can't keep calling me doc."

"Okay Matt," I said. "And believe me I really want to."

Matt looked at me, a look that wasn't pure lust and smiled yet again.

"Okay Julez I you are sure."

"I'm sure," I replied. "Sit on the bed for me."

Matt did as I asked and this time it was my turn on my knees. Lowering myself, careful not to bang my hand, I undid Matt's zip and released his cock. Gasping as I saw it for the first time I wrapped my good hand around his thick eight inch shaft and began to stroke him slowly, never taking my eyes from the swollen purple head.

As I continued to stroke Matt's cock slowly he sat on the bed moaning softly, obviously enjoying the feeling of being wanked gently, and as soon as I spied the first drop of pre-cum seep from the slit in his cock I lowered my head. 

Running my tongue up the full length of his shaft, and over the pre-cum covered head, I felt my own cock hardening again quickly. As soon as I flicked my tongue over the pre-cum Matt moaned and begged me to suck his cock.

"Please Julez suck me, make me cum," he whispered breathlessly.

I looked up at him as I continued to stroke his cock and smiled.

"I'll suck it Matt but not until you cum," I said.

"Why not Julez?" he asked looking slightly confused.

"Because I need your cock in my ass that's why," I said as I lowered my mouth around his shaft, eager to get it wet enough to slide easily into my ass.

I sucked him quickly, stroking my cock as I did so, until I had finally reached the point where I had to let him fuck me. I let his cock fall from my mouth and stood up slowly.

"Fuck me Matt I need you in me right now," I gasped still stroking my cock.

"Are you sure Julez?" Matt asked.

"Just fuck me Matt," I said climbing onto the bed and pushing my ass back.

Matt moved behind me, and slipped his trousers down, before gripping his cock and moving forward. I gasped as I felt the wetness of his cock against my ass and reached behind myself, with my good hand, and pulled my cheeks apart.

"Do it Matt," I almost screamed. "Fuck me and fuck me hard."

Without saying a word Matt pushed his thick eight inched straight into my ass, causing me to wince a little, and he began to thrust back and forth slowly.

"Oh fuck Matt that feels so fucking good," I gasped and pushed my ass back onto his cock.

Matt's thrusting became quicker and more urgent as he got closer and closer to his ejaculation, and I felt him tense his body after only a couple more minutes.

"Fuck Matt that's it," I gasped breathlessly. "Give it to me give me everything you've got."

With one final, hard, thrust Matt buried his cock as deep into my ass as he could and I felt it twitch violently, before he gasped.

"Oh fuck Julez I'm Cumming."

"Yes Matt fill my ass with your thick cum," I almost begged as he continued to pound into my ass furiously.

"Yes yes yes!" I screamed out, relieved that no-one could hear us.

Eventually though Matt's thrusts slowed to a standstill and, surprising me, he ran his hand up my back slowly.

"Fuck Julez that was fucking amazing," Matt said breathlessly. "I can't believe we just did that.

"Neither can I Matt," I gasped back before collapsing onto my stomach Matt's cock still in my ass.

"That's the first time I have ever fucked an inmate," Matt said.

"Do you expect me to believe that?" I said looking over my shoulder at his sweat covered face.

"I know you probably won't but it is true," Matt said. "There's something about you that I really like."

"Well you are fucking handsome yourself," I said.

"Look now will you trust me?" Matt asked.

"I really want to," I said. "I need someone I can confide in."

"So why don't you?"

"Because how do I know that you won't just go to the governor and tell him anything I say."

"That bastard you've got to be kidding," Matt said. "I fucking hate how he runs this place, and how he treats you cons but daren't speak out for fear of losing my job, and I really need the money."

Rolling onto my back causing his soft cock to fall out of my ass, along with some of his seed, I looked into his eyes and could see that he was serious about the governor.

"Tell me more about your hatred for the governor," I said. "And why you need the money so bad."

"Can I trust you Julez?" Matt asked. "After all you still don't know whether to trust me."

"If we can help each other then yes you can trust me," I said. "But cross me and you will find out just why I got put in here in the first place."

"Okay Julez it's a deal."



The Quarry Ch. 07



We were still lying side by side, trousers down and stroking each other's cocks, when we both heard footsteps approaching the room we were in.

"Quick Julez get under the covers," Matt said hurriedly pulling his trousers back up. "I can guarantee that will be the warden."

Diving under the covers, not bothering about pulling my trousers and boxers up, Matt picked up the clipboard about my injury, and began to question me about how it had happened once again.

Before I could answer though the handle of the door turned, and in walked the governor, his face looking like thunder.

"So how did it happen doc?" the governor said.

"Julez says he fell on it," Matt replied. "And looking at the x-rays I see no reason to doubt him."

"That was a bit clumsy Julez," the governor said, turning his attention to me. "Are you sure you didn't do it just to get out of solitary?"

"No sir I swear," I said. 

"Guess he'll be in here a few days then?" the governor turned back to Matt.

"Yes it will be or the best."

"Make sure he gets plenty of rest then we will see him back at the quarry."

"Don't worry sir I will personally make sure he does," Matt replied winking at me slyly.

"What about solitary?" I asked.

"No point if you're just going to break things," the governor said. "You may as well break rocks at the quarry rather than anymore bones."

The governor then turned on his heels and left the room, Matt quickly following him and pulling the door behind him slightly. Straining I tried to make out what was being said but it was no use, I didn't pick up a single word so I slid my hands under the covers and straightened my clothes up, just as Matt re-entered the room.

"Thanks Matt," I said. "I couldn't have faced going back to solitary."

"There was no way I was going to let you," Matt replied. "Not when I want you all to myself."

"So what happens next then?" I asked him, my cock hardening yet again.

"First we need to make sure you're in here or at least a week," Matt said. "That should be long enough to work out how we are going to bring the governor down."

"Surely that's going to be harder to do than say," I replied.

"I'll get the ball rolling when I go off duty," Matt said. "There are a few people that owe me favours."

"And what do I do while you aren't here?"

"Enjoy the peace and tranquility," he replied. "Now I think I better check on that swelling."

"The hand feels fine," I said lifting my arm for him.

"Not that swelling," Matt replied and slid his hand down under the covers. "Move over."

Matt's hand quickly came to rest on the outside of my trousers, and he began to massage my cock through the material.

"It will be dangerous trying to take the governor down," he said slowly lowering my zip, or the second time.

"I guess it will," I moaned as his fingers circled my thick, hard shaft.

"Someone may even get hurt."

Matt began to stroke my cock slowly, brushing his thumb over the swollen purple head occasionally.

"As long as it's the governor."

I lifted my ass slightly and slid my jeans back down to my knees, Matt's wanking getting quicker. Looking into his eyes, as he continued to masturbate my cock, I could see fear and knew that he really was scared.

"Don't worry about the governor," I said pulling his face close to mine. "He won't be a problem."

"It's not him I'm worried about," Matt said his warm breath on my face turning me on even more. "It's you."

"You don't have to worry about me," I told him. "I can take care of myself."

"Yeah but there are a lot of guards that would do anything for him," Matt said his masturbating of my cock begin to slow down.

"Trust me things will work out," I said.

"I hope so, for both our sakes."

Before I could reply again Matt slid down the bed, under the covers, and I felt his warm breath on the tip of my cock. Moaning softly as the tip of his tongue flicked gently across my swollen cock I reached under the covers and put my hands, lightly, on his head.

"Mmm suck me Matt," I whispered softly not knowing if he heard me under the covers or not.

He must have heard because the next thing I felt was the warmth of his mouth encircling my cock, and slowly sucking my whole length to the back of his throat. There was no rushing, no hurried, frenzied sucking this time, just long slow luxurious sucks of my cock as I gripped his hair and arched my back.

The way he wrapped his tongue around my shaft as his head bobbed up and down gave me a feeling, and turned me on, like I had never had before and I was desperate for him to make me cum, a feat that he very nearly achieved the second he slid his middle finger into my tight, yet willing, ass.

"Oh fuck Matt," I gasped. "That feels so fucking good."

Lifting the covers slightly to watch as he expertly sucked on my cock all I could hear were the soft moans of enjoyment coming from his throat. Dropping the covers, placing my head back on the pillow and arching my back I felt my balls start to tighten and gently began to buck my hips, in time with his sucking, until I couldn't hold back any longer.

With a loud gasp I gripped Matt's hair even tighter.

"Oh fuck yeah Matt I'm cumming," I cried out as the first stream of cum erupted from the slit in the end of my cock.

Groans of pleasure came from Matt as he eagerly sucked my cock, draining me of cum and swallowing every drop I had in my body. 

Even when I had nothing left to give him Matt continued to suck my cock greedily, finger fucking my ass furiously as he did so, and driving me totally insane with lust. 

My body felt like all its strength had been drained and all I could do was lie there, moaning, groaning and squirming in ecstasy as he slipped a second, then third, finger into me and continued to fuck my ass.

"Matt let me suck you," I gasped breathlessly, his fingers pounding in and out of my ass furiously.

"No Julez I need you rock hard," he said. "Tonight you are going to fuck me, and I think you're ready."

Taking his mouth away from my cock I saw it glistening with his saliva, standing proudly, harder than it had ever been. 

Slowly Matt removed his fingers from my ass, before getting onto his knees, and offering me his gorgeous white ass. I moved behind him, running my hands over his perfectly rounded, smooth ass and knelt ready to bury my cock deep in him, when I stopped. 

Looking down at his ass I swear my cock got even harder but instead of ramming my cock deep into him, I bent my head.

"Come on Julez give it to me," Matt said almost begging.

Instead of answering I lowered my head a little more, and ran my tongue over the soft curves of his ass before gently separating his cheeks.

"Oh fuck Julez yeah," Matt whispered.

With his cheeks separated, his tight hole easily accessible, I ran my tongue around the edge, eliciting groans of ecstasy from Matt, before starting to probe at his hole. Gradually I managed to get the point of my tongue into him and Matt let his head fall to the bed.

"Fucking hell Julez no-one has ever done that to me," he gasped breathlessly.

Rimming him quicker I made sure his ass was soaking wet, before lifting my head, getting in position behind him, and gripping my cock. Slowly I began to push the thick, swollen head of my thick, hard cock against Matt's tight, wet hole, slowly penetrating him.

Inch by inch I slowly pushed my cock deep into him, Matt moaning with each small thrust, until the full length of my shaft was inside his tightness. Slowly I began to move my hips back and forth, allowing him to get used to my cock being in his ass, before gradually speeding up with my thrusting, my balls slapping against him with each forward thrust.

I was so relieved that no-one as about as each forward thrust, deep into him, caused Matt to groan loudly enough to wake the dead.

Gripping him tightly I felt my balls tighten and I tensed my whole body, desperate to last just a little while longer, but it was no use. With one, last forward thrust I moaned loudly and began to cum, my thick white liquid pumping from my cock deep into Matt's ass.

"Oh fuck Matt yes," I gasped. "Your ass is so tight."

"Keep going Julez," Matt moaned over his shoulder. "Give me all you've got."

Surprising myself I continued to pump into him, my cock twitching with each thrust as I unloaded more and more cum into him.

"Fuck Matt I've never cum so much," I gasped.

"I loved feeling every drop of it Julez," Matt replied before I was finally drained and the two of us collapsed on the bed, sweat dripping from our foreheads.

Wrapping my arm around Matt's waist I kept as close to him as I could, my cock still in his ass, but softening slowly. I knew it would eventually be too soft to stay in him but, until that time, I wasn't about to let him go. He was after all the first person that had showed any kindness to me since I arrived at the prison, the quarry boos and the guards were only after one thing, and at least he seemed to be genuine.

"As much as I want to Julez," Matt eventually said. "We can't spend the whole night together."

"I can't see why not," I said. "After all I'm the only patient on the wing."

"At the minute you are true," Matt replied. "But what would happen if someone was rushed in while we were asleep, and in each other's arms."

"Yeah I suppose you are right," I said slowly withdrawing my, still semi-hard, cock from his ass. "But tell me you meant what you said about the governor and this fucking place."

"Too right I meant it Julez," Matt reassured me. "For too long I have seen the guards and the governor doing anything that they pleased to you inmates."

"What sort of things?" I asked.

"A lot more than what you have gone through believe me," Matt said. "And tomorrow, when I am back on duty, I shall explain everything to you."

"Why not now?" I asked eager to find out just what had been happening.

"Because I have some paperwork to do," Matt replied. "And then my shift is over and you need some sleep.."

"I don't think I'll sleep if you're not here," I said. "It's hard enough trusting you I definitely don't trust anyone else."

"After what we've just done thanks Julez," Matt said smiling, and I knew he was joking. "Besides once I set the plan in motion I will need you at your fittest."

"Okay doc I guess you know best," I said winking at him. "See you tomorrow."

"Night Julez," Matt said. "And don't worry I promise you can trust me."

With that he got of the bed, made sure his clothes were all tidy and left the room leaving me with his last words going through my head. I had never trusted anyone, except my ex, and he had managed to destroy what little trust I had left in anyone the day I caught him in our bed, having a threesome, with our flat-mate and a friend we both knew.

I listened for the next thirty minutes or so before I could no longer keep my eyes open, the heat from the hospital wing and sheer exhaustion from being with Matt catching up with me, and I slowly drifted off to sleep, missing Matt coming back to see me before he went off shift.



The Quarry Ch. 08



I didn't sleep to well that night, a combination of missing Matt, worrying what would happen to me without him there to protect me and just what he was going to show me regarding the prison kept waking me, but eventually morning came and I had made it through the night without incident.

The night doctor came in to my room, picked up my chart, scribbled something on it and then left again, all without saying a word. I went to reach for the chart, to see what he had written, when the door was opened for the second time.

Lifting my head I was relieved to see Matt standing in the doorway, holding a large file and smiling at me.

"How was your night Julez?" He asked.

"Okay I guess Matt," I replied. "Just didn't get too much sleep that's all."

"Why not?"

"Because I was worried that someone would come," I said. "Like they did while I was in solitary."

"You don't have to worry about that here."

"Well that night doctor is a miserable fucker."

"Why do you say that Bill's alright?"

"Just before you arrived he came in, wrote on my chart and then left without saying a word."

Matt looked at me, concern spreading across his face, and he grabbed the chart. As he read I saw the colour draining from his face and, occasionally, he would glance at me before going back to the chart. Finally he put the chart back down and sat on the edge of the bed.

"What the fuck does it say Matt?" I asked.

"I've got to get you out of this place, somehow," he replied.

"Why what's going on?"

"According to this you have been selected," he said his voice wavering.

"What do you mean selected?" I asked. "Selected for what?"

"Look take this file, and hide it under your mattress," Matt said. "I'll go and make a phone call then go through it with you, it explains everything."

With that he handed me the file and left the room. Doing as he said, even though I needed to know what was in it, I slid the file under my mattress and waited for him to return. Just by the look on his face I could tell something was seriously wrong, and what could he mean about being selected? Selected for what? I really didn't like the sound of that.

I was just about to retrieve the file when Matt came barging back into the room, his face flushed.

"I am getting you out of here," Matt said. "Later today the laundry van comes and you're going out in that."

"What? How can I do that?" I replied. "If I get caught we will both be in the shit."

"You won't get caught trust me," Matt said. "And if we don't do it we will never see each other again."

"Tell me what the fuck is going on Matt," I said raising my voice.

"Get the file and I'll show you," Matt said. "Then you will know everything about this place, and why certain prisoners seem to disappear overnight."

Reaching under the mattress I retrieved the file, and went to hand it to Matt, but he held his hands out.

"No Julez you open it and start reading," he said. "I'll keep my eyes open for anyone coming."

Matt got of the bed and went over to the door as I opened the file. Staring back at me from the first page was a list of contents and as I read each one slowly I felt the colour draining from my own cheeks. 

Lists of names, why they were in this place, how they behaved towards the staff, what they did sexually without complaint, a price and another name at the end of each column. There were also newspaper reports, photos, death notices and letters of recommendations, and thanks, to the governor, quarry boss and the prison.

As I read down the list of names I was shocked to see my name at the very bottom of the list, and Jeff's one line above, and began to read what had been written about me.

Name: Julez

Crime: GBH with intent to kill

Sexuality: Gay

Enjoys: Giving and receiving oral and anal

Worth: At least £5,000 (auction starting price)

Highest bidder (so far): Mr. Smith? (£7,500)

Time left: 5 days

I looked over towards Matt, who was still peeking through the door.

"What the fuck is going on?" I shouted.

"How much have you read?" He asked back.

"Just my qualifications, apparently," I replied sarcastically.

"Now can you see why I've got to get you out of here?" Matt said. "Because if I don't you will be sold as a sex slave, and probably shipped out of the country."

"I don't understand though," I said confused. "Why are you so desperate to help me and how have they been getting away with it or so long?"

"I'm helping you because I do really like you," Matt said lowering his head in slight embarrassment. "And if you had read those death notices you would see how they get away with it."

"You're telling me they just dispose of anyone that doesn't agree?"

"Yes they do Julez," Matt said. "And I'm not prepared to let that happen to you."

"Why haven't you gone to the authorities with all this?" I asked.

"Because I don't want to end as one of those death notices that's why."

Closing the door Matt came and sat on my bed, next to me, placing his hand on my thigh lightly.

"Please Julez let me get you out of here," Matt begged. "Then we will both go to the authorities."

I put the file down on the bed and looked into his eyes. Tears were beginning to form at the bottom of his eyes, and I could tell that he was terrified.

"The laundry driver will be here at two," Matt said. "It's all arranged for you to leave with him in the laundry cart."

"You're joking!" I said. "This is real-life not some Hollywood blockbuster."

"It's the only chance we will get before it's too late."

"How do you know we can trust the driver?" I asked. "How do we know he won't just drop us both in it?"

"Because it's cost me enough that's how I know." Matt said. "Just be ready at two."

"Okay I will," I said. "But where is he going to take me?"

"Back to mine," Matt said. "Here's the key."

Matt reached into his pocket and pulled out a key that looked like it had not long been cut, and handed it to me.

"Just stay inside until I return, and don't answer the phone."

"I won't but surely people will guess me disappearing is down to you."

"Don't worry about that I shall make out you were gone when I arrived," Matt said. "And I've been trying to find you ever since."

"Don't worry I'll be ready," I said. "And I'll make sure no-one can ever find this file."

Matt leant forward and kissed me softly on the lips, before he stood up and left me alone again. 

Quickly I hid the file back under the mattress and started to think about taking the governor and this whole place down, adrenaline coursing through my whole body, and I wished two o'clock would hurry up and arrive.

Time seemed to drag by so slowly, a number of people came in and out of my cell, but eventually it was almost time.

Matt came into the cell twenty minutes before two, to make sure that I hadn't changed my mind, before leaving again and making sure the coast was clear. 

Getting out of the bed I put my shoes on, ready, took the file from under the mattress and sat back down to wait. Seconds turned into minutes and I began to get paranoid, and think that everything had gone wrong but, eventually, the laundry driver appeared outside my door.

"Are you Julez?" he asked as he entered my room.

"Yeah that's me," I replied.

"Well hurry up and get in here then," he said.

Doing as he said I hopped into the cart, with the file, and he covered me with the sheets from my bed, as well as a load of other dirty laundry and began to push me down the corridor.

We hadn't gone far when the cart suddenly stopped, and I began to fear the worst. Laying as still as possible, under all the filthy bedding, I strained to hear what was going on, and was relieved when I heard Matt's voice.

"Everything okay Dave?" matt said. "Have you got it all?"

"Yeah see you next week," the one called Dave replied and the cart began to move again.

For what seemed an eternity the trolley trundled along through the prison, until I suddenly felt the cool air from outside blowing through the cart, and the sound of van doors being opened.

"Hang on driver," a voice called and I heard the sound of footsteps running towards the van.

"What's the problem?" Dave shouted back.

"You forgot these," the voice said and I'm sure I recognized it.

"Right thanks," Dave said and I felt another bag dropped in the cart, above my head.

Hoping that there would be no more interruptions I was relieved when the cart began to rise up, on the van's tail-lift, and I heard the doors slam shut again.

Slowly moving the laundry off my head I sat up and looked around, only to be confronted by total darkness and I went to climb out but the van started up and jolted forward causing me to fall back onto my broken hand. Pain shot through my arm and I almost screamed out, but fear of being heard from outside the van caused me to restrain myself. Tears began to stream from my eyes, tears of pain from my arm, and happiness at being free, as the van moved smoothly along.

I hadn't got a clue how long the van was driving for until it stopped, and I didn't care, all I cared was that I was free from the prison, The Quarry and the fucking governor.

Daylight flooded into the back of the van as the doors were flung open, and the lift was raised up again.

"Everybody out that's getting out," Dave shouted cheerfully.

Gingerly I stepped to the doors and, unable to wait for the lift to go back down, jumped to the floor and looked around.

The van had reversed down an alleyway before letting me out, and I hadn't got a clue where I was. All of a sudden I felt uneasy. Here I was down an alleyway, behind a van and with someone I didn't know and I began to wonder if he was going to try something on, and ready myself just in case he did.

"Hey Julez what are you waiting for?" Dave asked as I stood there, tensed and ready.

"Apart from not having a clue where we are, I don't know where to go," I replied.

"Matt gave you a key didn't he?" Dave asked.

"Yeah it's here, I said taking it from my pocket.

"Well in that case," Dave began. "You see that door behind you go through that and up to the third floor, then find room 15 and let yourself in."

Dave then closed the doors and jumped back into the driver's seat.

"And if you and Matt get caught I know fuck all okay?" he said starting the engine again.

"No worries Dave," I said. "And thanks but..."

"But what Julez?"

"If I do get caught and find out you had anything to do with it you will see me again."

"I wouldn't worry about that I would be in just as much trouble as you pair," Dave said. "You will never see or hear from me again."

With that he stamped on the accelerator and sped out of the alleyway, leaving me to walk over to the door and open it.

Keeping my eyes and ears open as I headed up to the third floor I was relieved no-one asked me what I was doing, even though I passed half a dozen people, all I got were friendly greetings and cheery nods. Finally reaching Matt's door I slipped the key into the lock, and swung the door open.

As I walked in I dropped the file onto a small coffee table, before sitting down and opening it up. Slowly I began to read a lot slower, taking my time to let all the sick details register before turning to the next page.

I read half a dozen pages, each one worse than the last, before slamming the file shut. My mouth was as dry as a bone and standing up I headed to the small, but tidy, kitchen area and flicked the kettle switch on. Looking in the cupboards I found coffee, sugar and a mug and, after getting the milk from the fridge, made my drink before heading back to the sofa, and file.

Just as I was about to open it again the phone began to ring, and I stood up to go and answer it, before remembering what Matt had said and sitting back down. The phone finally gave up after about fifteen rings and I turned my attention back to the file.

Reading slightly quicker than I had at the start I scanned the pages now, making a mental note of names and dates when the flat door flew open, Matt standing in the doorway.

"Dave didn't let us down then," h said as he walked in and closed the door.

"Nope and I don't think he will say anything either."

"Why what have you done?"

"Nothing I just told him that if he did he would be seeing me again."

Smiling Matt walked over to me, as I stood up, and we threw our arms around each other and began to kiss passionately. Our built up passion began to get the best of us and we were soon tearing each other's clothes off, before falling naked onto the sofa, our cocks rock hard, and our lips still locked together.

Sliding my hand between our bodies I wrapped my fingers around Matt's throbbing prick and began to, slowly, move my hand up and down the full length of his shaft. Gasping he threw his head back, our lips finally parting, and I lowered my head to kiss and gently lick his neck, sending him into a frenzy of ecstasy. Moaning softly Matt begged me to suck his cock and, looking down I saw the first signs of pre-cum glistening on his swollen purple cock head, and slid off the sofa between his legs.

Slowly I lowered my head pausing to flick my tongue over the end, tasting his leaked seed, before opening my mouth wide and slowly taking inch by inch of his cock into my warm, willing, inviting mouth. Matt put his hand on the back of my head lightly, as I began to suck him, stopping my head from moving too quickly. Not that I was going to anyway, I wanted to taste every inch of his delicious cock, and balls, before eventually letting him flood my mouth with his cum.

As I bobbed my head along his whole length, and Matt moaned and groaned constantly I used my free hand to massage and stroke his swollen balls, before finally sliding my hand underneath him, towards his ass. 

Matt, knowing exactly what I wanted to do, lifted his ass a couple of inches, and my fingers slid between his cheeks easily and I began to probe his tight hole.

"Oh fuck Julez do it to me," Matt gasped. "Fuck my ass with your fingers."

Needing no second invitation I slowly eased first one, then a second finger, into his tightness causing him to writhe and squirm even more, his cock hitting the back of my throat. Slowly stroking his full length, as I continued to suck, I pushed my fingers deep into him until I felt his prostrate, and began to rub over it quickly.

"Fuck that's it Julez," Matt gasped. "Don't fucking stop doing that I'm going to cum."

Quickening my rubbing, and sucking, I felt Matt's balls tighten as he got closer to orgasm and I readied myself for his eruption. Pulling my mouth slowly up the full length of his shaft I pushed my fingers as deep into him as I could, and that was all it took, Matt's cum erupting from the end of his cock with the force of a police water cannon, and filling my mouth rapidly with his slightly salty, thick, white, milky liquid, gasping loudly as he did so.

I continued to wank, and finger fuck, him as I sucked every drop from his body before finally lifting my head from between his cock.

"That was so good Matt," I said breathlessly. 

"You're telling me Julez," Matt replied. "I don't think I have ever cum so hard."

"Suppose we better decide what we are going to do about all that now," I said pointing at the open file on the coffee table.

"Fuck that Julez we can do that anytime now," Matt replied. "I think I ought to show you the bedroom."

Taking my hand Matt pulled me from the sofa and led me through the door at the side of the room, and into a erotically decorated room. There were erotic artworks all around the walls, depicting men in various positions enjoying each other's naked bodies, a bookcase full of gay erotica, a few ornaments in the same vein as the artwork and, at the end of the bed there was a large forty inch LCD TV.

As for the bed I had never seen one as big as the one I was staring at and it was neatly made with black satin sheets, blood-red pillows and a red and black duvet cover. 

"What do you think Julez?" Matt asked as I just stood and stared, unable to believe the size of it.

"It's fucking huge," I said. "You have done a really good job in this room."

"Why don't you get on?" Matt said as he walked over to the bed and sat down, his soft cock nestling between his thick, muscular thighs.

Slowly I walked forward, my own cock still as hard as rock, and sat on the bed next to him. 

"Fuck Matt I can't believe we are here together," I said.

"Believe me Julez it's for real," Matt said his fingers circling my cock. "Lay back for me."

I did as he said and he began to stroke my cock slowly, flicking his tongue over my swollen purple head, and occasionally taking my full length into his mouth. I closed my eyes as he continued to excite me before he finally lifted his head.

"Julez please fuck me," Matt said and I opened my eyes and smiled at him.

"Get on the bed properly for me then Matt," I said. "And lie on your back."

Matt did as I asked and as I looked down at his gorgeous body and cock, which was beginning to stiffen yet again, I smiled.

"Have you got any lubrication Matt?" I asked.

"In the drawer by the bed," he replied as he began to stroke his cock slowly.

I reached over to the drawer and slid it open, finding the lube straight away. Lifting Matt's legs onto my shoulders I squeezed a large dollop of the lube into my hand and reached down, between his legs, and covered his ass in the cold sticky substance before covering my cock with what was still on my hand.

"Are you ready for this Matt?" I asked gripping my cock.

"Yes Julez more than you will ever know," Matt replied.

Slowly I nudged his tight hole with my swollen cock gently easing myself inside, Matt groaning loudly, and pushed deeper and deeper into him until my balls slapped against his ass.

"Oh Julez that feels so fucking good," he moaned as I began to slowly thrust back and forth.

"Everything will work out fine Matt I promise," I said, increasing my speed slowly.

"I fucking hope so."

"Trust me Matt," I said and pushed as hard into his ass as I could.

"Fuck that felt great," he gasped. "Fuck me hard Julez."

Removing his hand from his cock I replaced it with my own and, as I continued to fuck him, I began to wank him as well.

I stroked his cock in time with my thrusting, slowly increasing in speed, hoping to make him cum exactly as I did, and felt myself getting closer and closer to my own ejaculation.

"Oh Matt I'm going to cum," I gasped breathlessly as sweat dripped down my face.

"FUCK YES JULEZ," Matt screamed. "SO AM I."

Ramming my cock as hard and deep into his ass as I could I felt the first twitch from my cock, before cum erupted from the end deep into Matt's tight ass. 

As I continued to cum Matt's cock twitched in my hand and, he to, started to cum for the second time since he got home, his sticky, white juices splashing onto his stomach forming a small pool of cum just above his stomach button.

Once I had finished ejaculating I looked down at his stomach and lowered my head, licking him clean, before planting my lips against his and letting him taste his own seed.

"Fuck Matt I fucking needed that," I gasped, pulling my mouth from his, and collapsing onto his chest.

"So did I Julez, so did I," he replied. "Can't we just stay here until the morning, together, in each other's arms?"

"I would love to," I replied rolling off him.

The two of us turned to face each other, placed our arms over each other's bodies, kissed and then slowly drifted off to sleep. The last thought I had was of the file on the coffee table and all the poor bastards that hadn't managed to escape from the clutches of the prison and vowed that, somehow, I would make sure that justice did get done.