****** Welcome to the Joint, Cocksucker by Ivan The Gypsy ******
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Welcome to the Joint, Cocksucker


WELCOME TO THE JOINT, COCKSUCKER -- A BROWN PRISON PUNK STORY

Brooklyn, NY

marsoovian@hotmail.com

Two years ago I was busted for hustling and drugs during a clean up exercise
just before elections down in the Village (of NYC) and to my unhappy surprise
they decided to give me time for it. It wasn't the first arrest for the same
charges, but before, I was fined and sent away with a warning. So when I was
taken to "The Tombs" in Lower Manhattan where I was to stay for twenty-nine
days it was to be an unhappy experience for I was put in a cell in the older
section with a twenty-two year old Puerto Rican punk who was there for a
mugging conviction. He had been alone in his cell and was very displeased to
find that he was to be double- bunked. I was an intruder of his space and he
let me know it, and complicating the situation was my inability to speak or
understand Spanish. His English was poor and he became annoyed when I didn't
understand what he said, especially if it was a demand of some kind. He was a
macho punk and I'd have given my right nut to service the young man, but
caution kept me from showing my hand.

Unlike some of the other men who showered often, Eddie apparently lived in the
slums and bathing was not a regular thing with him and he always had a gamey BO
aroma. As a result he seemed to arouse me even more than his looks did. I
reacted to it with a strong sexual arousal and my dick hardened especially when
he was doing push-ups, which he did every morning and night "to keep him in
shape," he claimed. After his exercise his aroma really gave me a hard-on that
wouldn't quit!

That night I was awakened when he climbed out of his "roost" (the top bunk) to
use the toilet. I opened my eyes to see his sitting there taking a shit and the
stink was suffocating! He suddenly became aware that I was looking at him and
he told me to mind my fucking business. I never replied but lay there unmoving.

When he finished he stood and wiped his ass, then pulled his boxers up and
flushed. Before climbing in his sack again he paused briefly standing close to
the edge of my bunk doing something to his bedding. When he reached back to
spread the sheet his fat, almost black dick popped out of the fly of his
underwear, and I have to say it was a beauty that made my mouth water, but I
was afraid to get anything going because I knew how nasty the situation might
be. In the morning he hopped down and stood before the bowl taking a piss. I
had a full view of his fat brown uncircumcised dick and the golden stream that
poured from it. When he flipped it to put it away droplets sprayed on my face!
He looked at me and shook his dick again, then made a wise-ass remark.

"Hey, you like to look at this, cocksucker?" he asked. "You can do more to it
than look. Want to suck it, man?"

I didn't reply, but I think he knew from the hungry expression on my face what
I was thinking.

Nothing happened all day and late that night he got up to shit again. I never
knew anyone whose bowels had a late night schedule, but Eddie's did. Again he
sat on the bowl only inches from where I lay and took a loud stinky shit
accented by Eddie's grunts and sighs.

"You like to look at me, huh?" Eddie asked. "You like to look at this too?"

He leaned back on the bowl and pulled his fat dick from between his legs and
began to slowly fist it. It swelled to a size that was impressive on a man who
was only five feet four, and the aroma of naked dickhead permeated the cell,
but I continued to ignore him fearful that he was setting me up, and I didn't
want to spend a month under such circumstances all because of a dick.

Eddie got himself hard, then when I ignored him he wiped his ass, flushed and
climbed in his bunk again.

"I have to use my fist, a fucking maricn mouth would feel better. I ain't had
no pussy in three fucking weeks!" Eddie grumbled loud enough for me to hear.

I was aware that he was masturbating. I felt the movement of him overhead and
heard the wet slapping of his long, juicy foreskin while his fist worked. I
could also smell the aroma of his cheesy dickhead.

Then he stopped and felt him moving around, then his feet appeared when he sat
up and swung his legs over the edge of the bunk. Eddie hopped to the floor
standing before the toilet beginning to masturbate.

His cock was a beauty, and I raised up on one elbow to look at him.

"I shoot my stuff in the bowl not in my fucking bed, it'll be a big fucking
load, man, and I don't want to sleep on the wet sheets, right?" he said smiling
at me while his fist worked. "Too bad I can't shoot it in your mouth." He
suddenly turned toward me and moved closer and thrust his cock at me, saying,
"Common, suck it, I know you want my big hard pinga and my leche." I lost my
self-control and went down on Eddie and he sighed loudly and moved closer
resting his hands on his mattress. I could only see the lower half of him.

On any man his cock would have looked huge, but on a little guy like Eddie it
seemed mammoth! Being a good cocksucker I deep-throated it and caused Eddie
exquisite pleasure. I nuzzled and lick his sweaty nuts causing him more
pleasure.

"Hey man, you give good head, I like you. I'll give you all the pinga you want
if you take care of me, OK?"

I sucked him and found him hung bigger than I could really handle. He pushed
deeper in my throat and sighed. The taste of his dick was one of incredible
lust! The strong piss drops under the long skin and the cheesy condition of it
really turned me on and I gave up any attempt to resist. I worked on him for
about fifteen minutes then he started to mutter under his breath and jam harder
with his throat-fucking strokes then he hissed and began to unload. Eddie's cum
was gamey, thick and there was a virtual flood. He let me nurse on it and when
I gulped he pulled back and looked at me.

"You swallow it, huh?" he asked. "I don't like nobody to spit it out not MY
leche!" he growled.

I said I had swallowed and he smiled, nodded and then hopped into his bunk and
went to sleep. I began to worry about the repercussions of what happened, but
the next morning he ignored me and nothing was said all day while he hung out
with his own group of friends, nor did he say anything that evening. However at
the same early morning hour Eddie was up and taking a shit. While he sat there
I moved closer and put my face close to him, no more than a foot-and-a-half
away. He pulled his cock out and started to stroke off while I heard and
smelled him taking a shit.

"You want it, huh?" he asked.

"Yes, Eddie," I said.

He turned on the bowl to face me and I leaned out to go down on him. When the
skin slipped back it was covered with goo and slime and fresh piss added to the
bouquet. The sweaty smell of his crotch and balls and the aroma of his shit in
the bowl drove me to a careless, drunken high.

"You like it, huh? Is it good?" he asked moving away again to finish his shit.

"Yes, especially with the piss drops on it," I said slowly yanking on my own
prick.

He grinned at me wickedly, "Oh? You're one of them cocksuckers, huh? You like
to taste my piss. huh?" I nodded. Why not? I had tipped my hand and the next
few weeks could be quite fruitful. He wiped his ass and flushed, then he stood
close to me and let me suck him. I heard him let little grunts go and felt him
straining then he got a trickle of piss going. When I swallowed he sighed and
went "Oh yeah, maricn I got lots for you from now on."

True to his word, Eddie had more for me. In the morning he got up walked to the
front of the cell to look up and down and then poked his dick at me while he
leaned against the bars, keeping watch.

"I got my piss for you!" he said. "Hurry, drink it!" I was not quite ready for
strong morning piss but I dropped down and drank about half of it before I
stopped.

"Somebody fucking come!" he said rushing to the toilet to finish urinating.

Late that night his call of nature came and Eddie sat on the bowl and while he
shit he told me he was saving his piss. When he finished he wiped and then
flushed and stood for his blow job, but before he did he pissed long and hard
and I drank all if it something that evidently bloated his macho ego
enormously. Then again he gave me a big load of his gamy, creamy cum.

"Do you like to get fucked in the culo?" he asked.

I said that I didn't and he smiled and said that he only liked to fuck pussy
because assholes were too dirty. I felt relieved because I knew he was too big
for me to handle.

Each night he repeated the scene and one night a week later I felt more brazen
and while I sucked him I worked a finger under his balls and felt his asshole.

He warned me not to put it in, but said I could rub it. While I sucked I worked
on his balls with my tongue now and then. I liked the sexy aroma that Eddie
always had on his crotch and balls. It was a deep musky aroma common to
Latinos. While I licked I pulled my finger away from his asshole and smelled
it.

It reeked of his shit. Then I licked my finger and Hawk-eyed Eddie Perez saw me
and commented.

"You want to lick my culo? I like that but don't fucking put your fingers in me
or I bust you ass!" He went to the front of the cell and leaned against the
bars to watch for a guard who might make an inspection. Eddie already knew when
he'd made the last tour and knew how long before the next. He spread his feet
and stood in the strip-search position and I licked up and down his asscrack
and tasted the residue of the last shit he'd taken only minutes before. Eddie
knew what I was doing and when he'd had enough rimming he turned to be finished
off. After he made it he looked at me and gave me a playful slap on the face.

"You like to put your tongue in my culo. I let you lick it after I take a shit.
Would you do it?" I nodded "yes," and Eddie's tough punk expression changed to
one of a playful boy. He winked and said "next time we see!"

The following night Eddie hopped down from his perch and sat on the bowl. He
gave my bunk a shake and said to wake up. I watched while he shit and then when
he was done he stood and turned his ass to me and leaned over.

"DO IT!" he commanded gruffly. "Clean my culo!" Without any hesitation I pulled
the cheeks of his small firm hairless ass open and very diligently licked every
trace of Eddie's shit out of his soiled ass and then when he was satisfied and
very much turned on he turned to face and am within two minutes I had him off.

"Man, you ain't so bad after all," he snickered, then climbed into his bunk.

I lay thinking of what I did and the taste of his shit was filling my mouth
while I beat-off. Then I realized that Eddie hadn't flushed. I reached over and
found a small firm turd floating in the water and lifted it out and lay it over
my face while I masturbated and thought of him. Excitement grew and passion
burned and just before I shot off I opened my mouth and ate Eddie's lump of
shit. So, the month wasn't as bad as it could be, and Eddie Perez never said a
word to anyone about me. I was glad for that, and each night Eddie wanted
toilet service and now and then in his excitement he'd leave the bowl unflushed
so that I might have a treat after he'd been taken care of and I lay bating off
thinking of him and eating some of his shit.

One morning he saw the bowl unflushed and remarked about the smell. I confessed
what I was doing and Eddie didn't believe me until one night I caught a turd in
my hand while he was dumping and he watched me eat it. This seemed to turn the
cocky little machoman on very much and he got hard and played with himself
while he watched his shit being consumed.

"Man, that's fucking something!" he said. "Man, you fucking cocksuckers are
into everything!"

The next night Eddie hopped down from his bunk but instead of sitting on the
bowl he turned his ass to me and leaned forward for me to rim him. No sooner
was my tongue in his asshole and Eddie gave a grunt and popped a small turd out
into my mouth. I heard him snickering to himself and then he began to shit, and
when I didn't draw back kept feeding me. In a matter of several long minutes,
with Eddie stopping between each turd to go check for the guard I completely
ate his entire load fresh from him, five firm turds!

While he fed me Eddie's dick ran a constant stream of juice, so excited and
turned on was the PR punk! I'd no more than tongue cleaned his asshole after he
was done, then went down on him and he discharged almost immediately. He was
surely wound up on the whole scene and I'm sure believed that he had completely
dominated me.

To me I had conquered the rough little Puerto Rican punk completely by getting
him to give me everything I craved from him. However either of us looked at the
session it was an experience and a half for both of us. Eddie was intensely
turned on by what happened and begged me to do it each night. I took all his
load that I could handle from him, and several nights managed to consume it
all! After I left jail I always had a twitch in my dick when I saw one of those
pint-sized PRs on the street.

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