Let me remind you: you’re in prison, and you’re fresh fish. “Apparently you’ve already forgotten where the fuck you are, nigga. I grabbed him by the shirt and held his face to mine. He fell back on the bed, whimpering in pain. “BITCH!” I yelled, snapping my fist forward in a right hook to the jaw.
“Maybe you could g-go get it your-s-s-self?” I had received that scar in a fight almost a year ago, and I was damn proud of it not only did it symbolize my pugnacious lifestyle, but it also made me look ten times as dangerous as I already looked, elevating the fear of anyone I gave the death glare. I saw his eyes travel he was looking at the scar over my left eye. “What the FUCK did you say to me, nigga?!” I snarled in his face. In no time, I had hopped down from my top bunk and was in his face. I heard him scoff from below me and he said “Why don’t you get it yourself, you lazy fuck?” “Go grab me a fuckin’ book from the shelf over there.” But that night, he decided to be a smart-ass. There was a haughty, snobbish look about him that instantly made me take a disliking to him, so I kept quiet. All I know is they brought him to my cell and introduced me to my new cell mate. I never did find out exactly what it was that he did. A scrawny, pale 21-year-old guy who had been sentenced to 6 months for a misdemeanor. But when he saw me make a bitch out of that one dude, he instantly became a good friend of mine, and decided that my ass wasn’t worth it.Ībout nine months after I had been locked up, that’s when he came in: Sam. Even Big Lukas was impressed, and he was one who would rape random niggas. From that day on, I was one of the big dogs, respected by everyone in the prison. One guy twice my size tried to handle me, and I handled him POW, BAM, WHAMMO! Then I had him down, and decided to make an example of him thinking of my girl back at home, my dick got hard, and he was on his belly, and I was on top of him, my 10-inch dick buried in his tight ass, and that big nigga was screaming for his mama. I wasn’t gonna be ANYONE’S bitch! And finally in the shower one day, I totally snapped. But like I said, my fighting skills made me dangerous, and I fought them off with almost no difficulty. A few of those crazy niggas tried to get me in the shower and in the yard, tried to get me down and rape me and make me their bitch. So I was locked up, but I quickly made my presence known. At the same time that I was shocked at what I had done, something in me said “Serve them motherfuckers right they shouldn’t have been talking all that shit to me!” And I was sentenced to two years in prison with no regrets. And if that wasn’t enough, I had elbowed one guy in the back so hard, I severed his spinal cord and he was left permanently paralyzed. I had given them all concussions, and one was so bad that the dude suffered temporary amnesia. I had not only rained fists down on their faces I had broken three arms, two legs, a few ribs, and a jaw. Anyway, I found out just how much damage I had done. And on those occasions, I’m potentially DEADLY. But there were seldom occasions when I just blacked out like that. I was always a very short-tempered type of nigga, and my fighting skills made me all the more dangerous. Next thing I know, I was being hauled into a police car, my knuckles were bruised up, there was blood on my shirt, and the four guys were laying on the ground with broken bones, bleeding noses, and cuts and bruises for days. I was already having a bad day, so something in me just snapped. They were giving me a lot of shit for no apparent reason. I was locked up about fifteen months ago. But before I get into that, I better start at the beginning… I was going to go in there and fuck the shit out of him just like I always did while we were both in the big house. And I was ready to go in there and show him that nothing’s changed just because we’re on the outside now. The nice house across the street was where my prison bitch lived. Sitting outside in my car on the street with my brother on a bright Saturday afternoon, I braced myself for what I was about to do. He also gets an even bigger surprise afterward! Remember Franco, the thuggish, angry white dude from the second installment of “Jerry In Prison”? He’s now out of jail and determined to find his original prison bitch. Gay sex stories: Franco’s Prison Bitch – Part 1 Author: CharlieBladeRemus The story is including: Fiction, Anal, Bi-sexual, Blackmail, Blowjob, Coercion, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Cum Swallowing, Discipline, Domination/submission, Gay, Hardcore, Humiliation, Male Domination, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Romance, Spanking, Torture, Virginity, Water Sports/Pissing. Gay sex stories: Franco’s Prison Bitch (An Epilogue to “Jerry In Prison”).