A Different Kind of Prison Bitch

It was no secret that the country’s prisons were overpopulated. So, some sheriff’s departments took it upon themselves to figure out a new solution. Recidivism had gone in districts where the Prison Bitch system was implemented. The specifics of the program were kept under wraps to the general public, as they wouldn’t want to know what really went down there. Sheriff Johnston was the head of the Prison Bitch department in Amityville, and he had just gotten an email asking if this criminal was right for the program.

Luis Gonzalez was arrested for petty theft, breaking and entering, and resisting arrest. But Johnston really didn’t care what crimes he committed; he was more interested in how the criminal looked. Gonzalez wasn’t that attractive, but Johnston wouldn’t say no to him if he didn’t pick someone up at the bar already that night. He emailed the sheriff’s receptionist back, and Luis Gonzalez was sentenced to the Prison Bitch program. He was transferred to the secure underground Prison Bitch facility that night.

The next morning, Johnston walked in, with a swagger.

“Look at what we here. Some Latino trash.”

“That’s fucking racist, officer.”

“Who gives an actual fucking shit? You ruined someone’s livelihood,” Johnston added, as he walked in the cell.

“I can report you for that shit.”

“Take off your pants.”

“What, officer?”

“You heard me, you piece of Latin shit. Pants off, now!”

“Um, officer, I would love to, but-” Gonzalez didn’t get to finish, as Johnston was getting tired of his back talk. He ripped the fly of Gonzalez’s pants opened and pulled it down a little bit. What he saw shocked him.

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Mom’s Replacement

Harold and Kellan stood by the door of the church. Both of them were crying as the casket rolled by, before the pallbearers took it down the stairs and into the hearse. They continued to cry at the cemetery, and for a couple of days after. But Harold’s bereavement time was soon up, and he had to put on a brave face at work. In fact, Kellan had seen a noticeable turnaround in him. His dad was no longer sad. Actually, he was getting more angry and irritable now. Kellan tried to brush it off, but when Harold exploded at the TV because of a fictional character’s actions, he decided to dig deeper.

“Dad, what’s wrong? You never act like this.”

“Kellan, you wouldn’t understand. It’s just that I haven’t had sex in a while.”

“You can still jerk off, right? It’s healthy to do that, and you even taught me how to do it!”

“It’s not that, Kel. Banging my meat and sticking my dick in a woman’s pussy are two very different things.”

“Then why don’t tou find someone else to fuck? It’s 2019, I bet there’s a dating app for someone like you.”

“That’s the fucking problem, Kellan. I don’t want to fuck anyone but your momma. Wait. Go up to my bedroom and wait there.”

“Am I in trouble, Dad?”

“You will be if you don’t do what I say!” Kellan quickly made his way upstairs, not knowing what to expect. His dad appeared at the doorway seconds later, holding a pair of women’s panties in his hands.

“Strip buck naked and put these on, son.”

“Ew, no! That’s fucking gross, Dad!”

“Do as I fucking say, boy! And I know you’re one of them faggots. I heard they really like imaging their dads or brothers fucking ‘em.” Kellan gulped. All that was very true, but he never expected to be doing it in women’s panties. He quickly stripped in front of his father and slipped them on.

“On the bed,” his dad barked, as he too began to strip. Kellan had seen Harold shirtless a countless number of times, but had never seen his cock before now. And it was a doozy. It was much bigger than Kellan could have ever imagined. “Suck,” Harold then ordered. Kellan didn’t need any prodding as he pounced on his dad’s dick.

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Hypnotized by Cock

Yes, that really does happen to me. Let me introduce myself. My name is Equinus Jangleberg. If you’re wondering why I have such a weird name, yes, I was born in a cult. Only I didn’t know it was a cult for quite some time. I lived peacefully on a farm in the Midwest. Looking back, I can see a couple of weird things that I did. For one, whatever I ate, I had blue sauce with it. It tasted a little bit like ketchup, but you had to have it on everything, from vegetables to candy. The second, and pretty bizarre, one was that I never saw another person’s nude, shirtless, or even partially undressed body. The media our leader allowed in was just basic infant shows, most not involving real people. I only knew what my nude body looked like. I did learn about puberty, thanks to some books in the library, but those focused on only one sex. I hate to say it, but until leaving the farm, I thought all women had penises too.

As you can see, I lived a pretty sheltered life, until I was 18. Then every teen had the choice of leaving the farm and never coming back, or a special reward when they were 21. I’m one of those instant gratification people, and wanted to explore the outside world anyways. Yes, it would be very sad to leave my family and friends, but it was for the best. As I and a couple other 18 year olds left, our leader screamed out, “The blue sauce will control your life!” He was always saying weird shit like that, and I never took him seriously.

The three of us walked to the nearest bus stop. I was quite surprised that we had a system with the bus company that allowed us to travel with no money. We were dropped off at the closest city, which was Chicago. I had read about it in some books, but I never thought I would be able to see it in person. But now we were on our own. The other two teens, two girls, left me to go with some older gentleman. Apparently, they had huge “racks”. I later learned that was a term for breasts, and yes, that was very true.

I had no place to sleep, but a nice man told me I could sleep in the park, on a bench. I was used to my warm and comfy bed, but this would have to do. I was woken up in the middle of the night by a drunken hobo, who had his pants down.

“Do you want a taste from my spigot?” he asked, slurring his words and totally off-balance. But seeing a penis did something for me. I immediately pounced on it and began sucking. I didn’t know men liked to do this, but I was a natural, it seemed. The hobo wasn’t the best person to lose my virginity with, but that started my addiction to cock. I didn’t think too much of it the next morning, until I went looking for a job. We did get the paper every so often, and I knew about the classified section.

One job really caught my eye. “Looking for males over the age of 18 for a shoot. Possibly of keeping you on. Straight- $500, Gay- $1,000, Str8-to-Gay- $5,000.”

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Paying for College

“Shit,” Carlos said out loud, as he got the tuition page of his college acceptance letter. He had been accepted to WPI, a prestigious STEM school on the East Coast, but the cost was outside his reach. And with the recent college admissions scandal, he knew that his chances of making it there, legally or illegally, were pretty slim. His two friends, Luke and Derek, commiserated with him. None of them could afford to go to their dream school, or any good school at all.

But Carlos had a plan. He was gay, and had liked to read tales of muscle growth, nerd to jock tfs, all that stuff that involved magic or shit. But with the collective brainpower of the three of them, why couldn’t they come up with a solution that worked in real life? They spent most of their afternoons in the lab, perfecting their formula. It had to work on the first try, or they would be screwed. Days before graduation, Derek finally figured out to solve one of the problems that had been plagued them for a couple months.

“Bottoms up!” Luke announced, as each nerd chugged a bottle of the formula that would change their lives.

Derek, Carlos, and Luke, in that order, posed for a picture on the day of graduation. No magic spells meant it came as a shock to many when the three of them showed up in school ripped. Carlos smiled as the photo was taken, as he had just received word that he was receiving a full-ride to Clemson, to play football.

Derek and Luke, on the other hand, frowned, as despite their combined IQ being over 300, neither of them thought to apply to an athletic program or colleges that would better fit their newfound dumbness. But regardless of the situation, all three knew about the major perks of being a jock, and all three slept with their crushes for the first time that night.

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Quarter of a Man

“Um, where exactly are we going?” I asked my dad, as we drove down a woody mountain path. It was a bit shocking seeing my dad show up at my doorstep a few days after my 25th birthday. We haven’t had a falling out or anything, but still, you could have at least made the effort to show up a couple days earlier.

“Pappy has a cabin up here, Theo. We’re going to visit it.”

“Oh.” Pappy’s my grandfather, in case that wasn’t clear. He’s actually pretty cool, and fit for a man his age. He has some nice salt and pepper hair going on, and he’s not bald at all. I don’t see him too often, because Mom didn’t want him in the house for some reason. I never questioned it, but it was always just Dad and me when we went to visit him occasionally. “Any particular reason? You guys do know that you just missed my birthday.”

“Well, yes there is, Theo, but I don’t want to ruin the surprise just yet. Rest assured, Pappy and I haven’t forgotten your birthday.” That shut me up for the rest of the car ride. I couldn’t wait for my surprise! Was it a stripper? More than one stripper? My girlfriend, soon-to-be-fiancé, doing a strip tease? Weed? Honestly, there were a lot of different choices. As we pulled up to the cabin, I only noticed Pappy’s car. Maybe it wasn’t a person, or they would be staying the night. Pappy greeted us as Dad turned off the engine.

“Theo! Darren! Welcome to my cabin! Darren, you remember this place, right?”

“Of course,” Dad replied, with a shudder. I wondered what that was about. “But I can’t wait to give the surprise to my own son.”

“Thattaboy, Darren! Now, let me help you get unpacked.” As the three of us carried the bags inside, I looked around for my surprise. Pappy decorated the cabin like a man cave, but there were no signs of drugs or anything illegal. A tour of the cabin later showed no place someone could hide. They kept me wondering what the surprise was as we took a nature walk and then cooked hot dogs on the fire. It was when we retreated back into the cabin that Pappy announced, “It’s time.”

“For my surprise?! What is it!?” I sounded like a young kid, but the response was anything but childish.

“Well, my boy, you’re 25 now. And in our family, you’re officially considered a man now. There’s just one last thing you need to do. You need to suck every male off on your paternal side.”

“WHAT!” I screamed. “Pappy, you can’t be serious! Dad, tell him what utter bullshit that is!” Dad, who had moved two chairs to the living room, just smirked.

“I had to do this when I was literally your age too, son. But that’s when Pappy’s brothers were still alive. And my pappy wasn’t as built and fit as yours is at this age.”

“I’m fucking leaving!” I announced, getting ready to storm out the front door.

“Um, Theo, I left the lights on in the car the whole time we were out. If the battery’s not dead yet, it will be before the time you get back to civilization. And it’s a long walk to civilization.”

“Fuck y’all!” I screamed, but as I sat on the carpeted floor, I realized I had no other choice. I had to suck off my dad and Pappy to get out of here. “Fine. I’ll participate in this weird-ass ritual.”

“Excellent,” said Pappy. “Clothes off, Theo.”

“Shit, I need to be naked!?”

“Dad, remember, just the bottoms?” my Dad added.

“Oh, that’s right. We added that rule a few generations back because of some pesky neighbors. Well, off they go, Theo.” It felt so fucking weird stripping in front of my Dad and Pappy. They both hadn’t seen me naked for a number of years, well before my pubic hair started growing and I could get hard. I just stood there in my blue shirt, thankfully big enough so that my cock was covered. The other two men in the room did the same.

Pappy literally took everything off below the waist, shoes included, and threw them under his chair. Dad, a little less hesitant and open, just slid his bottoms down so that he could pull them up easily. But now came the time for me to actually suck the guys off. “Start with me,” Pappy announced. As I later learned, it was technically age order, but there were only two men this time.

“Um, don’t you need to get your dick hard first?”

“You need to do everything, my boy.”

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My Addiction

I blame the frat. That was the first time I ever tasted cum, and that led me to where I am now, getting to taste that sweet, sweet nectar as my everyday job. I was straight at the time I was pledging Sigma Epsilon Xu. How they got SEX past the council is beyond me, but I was pumped to be offered to rush this frat. I had heard stories about hazing, which was technically outlawed, but since SEX also had the alpha jocks in it, the campus police and others didn’t really enforce it. I was quite surprised when the rushing turned out to be an application and small talk.

I made my way to the second round, and I learned that I shouldn’t have judged a book by its cover. This was when the hazing happened, and I was forced to do a bunch of crazy shit. Mostly gay shit, actually, as that led to “less deaths”, or so their research stated. Even though it was weird, it wasn’t illegal. One of the tasks was to suck off one of the senior jocks. If you acted enough like a bitch, then you could move on. Enough girls had gone down on me so that I passed with flying colors.

In fact, I did it a bit too well, as the jock didn’t have time to pull out before cumming. Of course, I didn’t know what a dick felt like cumming on the other end, yet, so I was shocked when he came into my mouth. I immediately pulled my head and spit out some of the cum that had already landed in my mouth. But it was too late, as I later learned. A few droplets and globs had already gone down my throat, and my addiction started.

I didn’t know it was an addiction for quite some time. The rest of rush week went by in a blur, and I was officially one of the newest members of SEX. As classes started up and I had more free time, I felt a nagging feeling inside, like something was missing. My frat bros told me it was probably a yearning for beer or drugs, but nothing worked. I tried all types of drugs and every kind of alcohol imaginable. Nothing was able to get rid of that pesky feeling inside of me. One of the “smarter” jocks said maybe it had something to do with sex, like new positions.

That was the ticket, or so I thought. I tried a bunch of new things, including licking some random chick’s pussy. That filled the void inside of me, but not for too long. And as I quickly learned, licking pussy wasn’t going to solve my problems. It seemed to only work on that chick, and apparently only once, as I tracked her down, and after going to town on her pussy, nada. However, I did recognize the sensations coming earlier, and the next time I felt it coming on, I asked the chick if she did anything weird or unusual before she came here.

“Well, I did just have vaginal sex with some other guy before coming home with you. I don’t usually do that shit, so that must tell you something.” I was pumped at the compliment, but also worried. Was it cum that I was licking off some girl’s pussy that made me feel good? I shuddered at the thought, but thinking about it, it did make some sense. That first girl was a little slutty, and the times I had almost felt it before was when the girls were sleeping around or had boyfriends.

I decided to test something out by talking to one of the gay nerds that was always ogling me in class.

“Benward, I’m going to make your day today. Meet me behind the gym in 15 minutes. I’m going to, um, suck you off.”

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No Boundaries

It was always Kevin. The college junior always seemed to be at the scene whenever there was a problem on campus, whether it was two people blatantly fucking in the hall, or a nude person sleepwalking across campus, or even a food fight in the cafeteria. Kevin was always there, but he never got involved. What very few people knew was that he actually started it. Kevin had been born with a special gift. He could control people with his voice, just by talking. No need for some convoluted hypnosis. Just his deep voice and some eye contact, and he could control anyone.

Growing up, he had used it to decide what his parents were making for dinner, or which friend he wanted to hang out with. But as he got older, he realized the other, more devious things he could do with his powers. He always got A+ ’s in class, even though he was barely there. Straight men fawned over him, and those dumber ones had sex with him, not knowing they were being controlled and actually straight. College was a breeze, but there were so many people to control. Kevin had fun almost getting in trouble, and didn’t care if other people did.

Now in his junior year, he wanted to find someone to settle down with for the rest of his life. This guy could be any sexuality, as he would put a lot of effort into making him his lover. After getting access to the student database from the registrar, Kevin perused the list for hot men. After an hour or so, he stumbled upon the perfect guy: Lee Hiromoto. Lee was the total opposite of the Asian stereotype, being jacked and the star quarterback. He was majoring in sports science, but those in the know saw him being drafted straight out of college. But to Kevin, he was perfect, and he knew he was the one.

Kevin and Lee had actually had a couple of classes together, but since Kevin usually only showed up for the first day to talk to his professor into passing him without question, they never really got a chance to talk. He looked at Lee’s dorm arrangements.

“Interesting. He has a single.” Kevin typed the number into his Notes app, and then made his way across campus. Lee was in a different dorm than he was, but some talking allowed him to access the insides and even get a key to his room. The RA on duty took a bit more effort than Kevin would have liked, but a long and juicy kiss cemented his power over him, and made the RA wonder if he was actually bi. Kevin entered the quarterback’s room, only to find he wasn’t home yet. His crudely written schedule said he would be at practice for a couple more hours, so Kevin looked around.

As befitting a single jock, dirty clothes were sprawled everywhere. Kevin picked up a couple jockstraps and inhaled deeply. Yes, his future husband had a very nice scent. He learned a little bit more about him from the books on his desk and various notes scattered around the room. As the time that practice ended drew nearer, Kevin got into position. He made his way to the bathroom after stripping off his clothes. Lee wouldn’t notice them mixed into the various piles, and Kevin stepped into the shower.

In a bit of a weird coincidence, the shower had that weird seat attached to the wall. Kevin had heard stories about these, that guys put chicks on them to fuck them in their pussies while they were in the shower, and sitting, of course. It would be perfect for his plan, and he patiently waited there, playing with his cock. A couple minutes later, he heard the key being pushed into the lock. Lee walked into his room.

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