The Prison Car

In the summer of 2001 I just turned 18 and my parents thought it'd be
a good idea if I spent some time with my Grandmother. I'd been going to
Grandma's off and on since I was eight, usually spending a month of summer
vacation with her at her house in a small town about an hour's drive from
Atlanta. My folks figured that this would be the last year of my visits, so
at the end of Grandma's spring visit to our house off I went on the return
train trip to her house. The spring weather had been cold so far, and June
5th was very HOT. We left Union Station in Chicago at about 9:00 in the 
morning on what promised to be a 15 hour ride.

I took a window seat with Grandma next to me; I watched the cornfields with
10" high corn stalks for hours as we lurched along. At about the six hour
mark, the train slowed for awhile, but never stopped. We had entered a rail
yard next to a huge building that was obviously a prison. We crept past a
siding where a train car stood; Four armed guards milled around the car. It
looked like one of the baggage cars on our train, but it had windows;
actually openings with bars on them. After our train had passed this siding
it stopped. The train then reversed direction for fifty feet or so, there
was a bump, and the train started south again, slowly at first. I saw the
armed men leave in gray cars.

I was dying to know what or who was in that new car, and so bored that I
told my Grandma I'd be back, and went investigating. What I saw when I got
back there was amazing. Along one side of the prison car was a cage! A
barred area actually that ran about 3/4 of the way back, and a little over
halfway across. There were at least a dozen, maybe more, prisoners inside.
At the far end of the car was a lone guard, with a rifle or shotgun. I tried
, but the lurching of the train, and my desire not to be spotted kept me
from seeing more. I spied on the car for about an hour when the guard put
his gun on a rack, and started heading toward me, and fast! He came too
fast for me to run, so I got over as far as I could to one side by the
couplers. I ducked my head, and I felt the air as he rushed past me. I saw
as he walked away that he was a large black man, very athletic. I then
turned my attention back toward the prisoner's car. I leaned right up to the
door, and found out too late that it hadn't latched yet after the guard came
through. One lurch of the train, and I was in! Not that I wanted to be. The
men there were as shocked as I was. No one made a sound for about five
seconds until, "SHIT...lookit the muthafuckin white boy" they all started in
"what's dis shit? Why you bringin you ass in here for muthafucka?" "You
gonna get us out?"

They all talked at once...yelled really, I was freaked. I started to back
away. One man walked up slowly to the bars closest to me, he spoke slowly,
quietly:
"It's okay man, you ain't gonna get hurt here...we cool witch you young
man."
A second man spoke, as I relaxed, "What you ginna do for us dude?" "you want
ta hep me wit dis?"
He had his dick out, holding it up toward me!
"I'll give you some, white boy" a third man said.
I actually had time now to take in this scene: 16 or 17 men; all black and latin, all
in prison gray work clothes; 5 or 6 were now exposing themselves to me,
several already getting hard.

This really was confusing to me. I thought they were all tough guys; they
looked really rough, like killers or worse. But here they were acting
queer...or like they thought I was a girl, or something. This was twisted,
and I was gettin' out of there.

The train lurched again, I was pitched forward, my shoulder hit the bars
hard. As I reached to the pain in my shoulder, a powerful forearm hooked
right around the back of my neck! He pulled my face right up to the bars,
and then down, until I was forced to my knees...my face painfully squeezed
between two bars. My face was in their cage, right up to my ears!
"Now, you don't have to go baby, we havin fun" The man who spoke had his
cock out and hard, about a foot from my face. I tried not to look at their
cocks before, but I was staring at his now, as it wagged and came closer. I
hadn't seen many hard dicks before but this one was unusual, at least to me.
About 8 or 9" long, but flat! It curved to the right and slightly down. The
shaft was black, but the big, wide dickhead was light colored. It was 2"
from my face and I thought it looked like a cobra. There was shiny fluid at
the tip, that left a trail of slime as the cock wagged across my face. I was
smelling this dick now, and it's precum. He smeared the goo over my lips as
he tried to get the snake-dick into my mouth.

I tried to scream...and took the prick down to my tonsils!
"That's it baby, suck dat dick"
I tried to pull away, but he just got more of it in me.
"Come on white boy, you know you want dat big black dick...suck it for me
baby, and I'll let you go"
"Yeah, muthafucka you stay here, and you gonna have a whole mess o' dick to
suck." the others hooted.
"suck that dick, bitch!"
"my big dick is next, white boy"
Two men reached around the bars next to my head, and held my head firmly in
place as Snake fucked it all the way in. I felt my nose being rubbed raw in
his wiry pubic hair. I stayed that way, thick saliva coating the cock, cock
fucking into my throat...again and again, until
...nothing

I was looking straight up at the roof of the car, a loud buzzing in my head;
I had been unconscious! How long? Wait, something else...a gun?
The guard! Pointing an automatic pistol right at my nose!
"What the fucks wrong with you boy?"
"Are you trying to die today?!"
I started to speak, and choked; to my horror, it was clear that the
snake-dick had deposited a load of it's sperm down my throat; I couldn't
taste anything, but I had cum in me.
"What I oughta do, you little asshole, is put you in with these animals"
"But what I'm gonna do is hand you over to the cops at the station we're
pullin into."

"Please! NO! Officer, please! Why?"
"Oh, and like you think there's no law against sneaking into a federal
mobile prison facility and suckin dick for the prisoners?"
"I-I didn't..I wasn't..I mean.."
"No, and that's not cum in your fuckin mouth"
"But..I can't...my Grandma"
Somehow, I had to get out of this.
"Y'all shoulda seen that muthafucka, Cap'n- two strokes and he was all the
way down this fuckers big-ass dick!"
"Yeah, dat white kid can suck some dick!"
"You see son, you done got these men all riled up-how am I gonna calm 'em
down for the rest of this fuckin ordeal?"
"Cap'n..why don't you get some?"

"He'll suck dick for you if you don't take him off the train"
"Fuck yes! then he can suck some more dick for us"
I felt sick...me, a cocksucker? But right now, all I saw was a chance to
avoid the biggest humiliation of my life...I had to go back and take my seat
next to Grandma, even if I had to become a cocksucker first. The guard
stared me straight in the eye. "You want some, boy?"

I was still on the floor of the prison car, up on my knees. The guard asked
again,
"What's it gonna be, boy? You wanna take care of this, or do you want to
meet the sheriff?"
He was sliding the zipper of his uniform pants down when he asked this. I
was so scared and so weak I knew I could never get to my feet. Finally,
realizing what he wanted me to do, what he wanted me to become, I gathered
what wits I had left, and all my nerve, and spoke, "No SIR! I am not that
way! I don't care what you think you saw in here, but all I did was sneak a
look into your car...they grabbed me and forced that guy's ..um, thing, into
me...I don't do THAT! I won't!

"Well, okay son" the guard said as he slid his zipper back up "I believe
you. But you being in this car is illegal, and I'm going to have to hand you
over to the local police; They'll take your statement, and probably let you
out on bail tonight. You and Grandma can be on your way tomorrow. One thing
though, don't lie about what happened here or I'll see that you're locked up
for a good long time!"

"NO! I can't tell anyone about this! My Grandma, my family, JESUS! NO!"
"Well boy, I'd say you got about one way to keep this a secret" The zipper
slid down again, halfway. I shook with fear, but said nothing.
The zipper was lowered again, all the way now; I looked up at the guard from
my knees.
"I'm Captain Johnson, son, Federal Prison Authority; what's your name?" As
he spoke, he undid his belt and the button...the last thing holding his
trousers closed.

"J-Jason" I stammered. His white briefs covered a large package, until he
hooked both thumbs over the waistband and pulled them down. I stared straight
at the enormous cock that sprung from his
clothes. He stroked it lewdly as he approached me. As it grew larger, it
towered above my face.

"You gonna like dat dick, white boy" one of the prisoners yelled. The others
whooped and murmured:"oh shiitt" "gonna suck that big dick" "fuck yeah white
muthafucka, get you some real dick now"
The guard stroked his monstrous cock slowly, letting me examine it.
On top, it had one large, prominent vein that ran the whole 10" length. On
one side, another very prominent vein that treed off in many branches. The
underside, now brushing my nose, had the most noticeable feature of all: a
ridge the thickness of my thumb that started right behind the cock's head
and ran all the way down, disappearing between a set of huge balls. The
cock's thickness was amazing. And the head! He had a piece of skin that
stretched around the 3" long cock head. (I found out about foreskins that
day) Only the last 1" of head protuded beyond the sheath. The flange of the
cock's head was cleary visible under the tightly stretched skin. It traced
an oval that was as big around as my wrist!

"Lick it, boy" he commanded. I started in the middle, my tongue wiping
across that rock hard ridge. He pulled it up, having me lick further down
the shaft, until the soft skin of his ball sac slithered across my tongue. I
wasn't ready for that, and I shivered. He aimed the cock's head at my lips,
and brought it to me. I licked right behind and under the head. "Here you
go, baby" he said as he brought the tip to my mouth. It had the same sticky,
clear fluid as the snake-cock on it's head, only much more of it. I took the
first part of the head in, and sucked off as much precum as I could, trying
to be rid of it. I noticed it had a slightly sweet taste, and realized as
this blowjob continued, that the cock was still feeding me large amounts of
this goo. He pushed, gently at first, getting more cock into my mouth. Soon,
I had over half of it in me!

"Yeah baby! suck that big old dick!" The prisoners were encouraging me now,
and I'm sure I started to respond to their words. "White bitch really know
how to suck a dick...sheeiit." I was sucking now, doing the best I could to
please this big cock. Captain Johnson was responding to my work...groaning
as I tried to slide more into me.

"Jason you suck my big dick good...you sweet young dicksucker you" He pushed
me, sliding along the floor, until I was backed up against the cage. Now he
really put it to me. "Take it all, baby,
I ain't never had a suck this good" Someone in the cage took my hand,
wrapped it around a fat, rock-hard erection, and got me to start stroking;
then in my other hand, another fat cock. It must have been a sight! Young
white boy, on his knees, backed up against a cage, one huge erect penis
halfway down his gullet, arms outstretched, another giant cock in each hand!
Crucified on cock!

I kept up my work, for what ever reason, trying to please Captain
Johnson, and succeeding. I hadn't given much thought to how this would end,
until the Captain's back arched; I looked up and saw a grimace on his face,
his eyes closed tight. His breathing, which had been ragged now stopped...he
had stopped moving even as I continued my sucking: lips tight around the
cock, tongue pushing hard into that ridge. He stared down at me now, bucked
once at my mouth and said "UNNH"

Something that felt like a marble shot down that ridge. Oh dear God, a man
was cumming in my mouth! "MMMPH" I sounded as the sperm gushed over my
tongue. I felt another bullet travel the underside of that cock, an instant
before another big gush of seed blasted my throat. I opened my mouth around
the prick, enough to voice my distress, "OHHH! UNNKH, NOPHH!" Another spurt
of semen, my mouth locked on the huge pumping cock again. Even though I had
tried, I hadn't yet lost any of the sperm out of my mouth. Then another
spurt, slightly less seed this time...I began to suck again, to the delight
of the prisoners! "Take that cum, you dicksuker" and "You sure are one good
muthafuckin dicksucker, catch all that shit" I had caught it all, and there
was a lot of it; even as Captain Johnson fell away from me, pulling a still
hard dick out of mouth, I was still full of sperm! I relaxed now, nothing to
suck, and saw his dick again, the skin had pulled off of the huge head...it
looked obscene,exciting. "Eat that shit, dicksucker, you know you like it"

I had held the thick spermload in my mouth for about a full minute now; I
gulped, and took half the seed down, really tasting it for the first time. A
very strange taste, and hard to describe; a little sour, at least at the
back of my tongue, slightly sweet further forward in my mouth. Closest
things: a tiny bit of hydrogen peroxide swished around your mouth, maybe
more pleasant than that. Or the white mushrooms, not raw, and not cooked all
the way. Whatever, with a second gulp, I finished eating one large load of
thick, rich semen.

I thought about biology class, and how many billions of sperm I now had in
me. mmm. The prisoners loved it: "I knew he liked that shit"
"Muthafucka swallowed all that jizz!" "I got some more for you baby,you
want to keep eatin' jizzum?"

"Shut up you animals!" Captain Johnson roared "We all had enough fun with
the kid...he's goin' back to Grandma now and you muthafuckers can shut the
fuck up for GOOD! Captain Johnson had buckled his pants up and was obviously
feeling some post orgasm remorse as he pulled me to my feet, and began to
hustle me toward the door. "Aw shit Cap'n, why you the only one to get
sucked off? kids a fuckin expert, and we ain't even gonna check it out" "You
can tell the muthafucker likes suckin dick...shit he coulda spit that shit
out, but he ate it up like thats what he came for!" "Quit talkin about the
kid now! he did what he did, and now he goin...deal wit it"
I kept my eyes down as the prisoners started screaming and throwing cups of
water.

"I made a big mistake kid, I'm sorry. But if you could help me now, I'd be
obliged to you." Captain Johnson fidgeted as he talked to me. If you could
just take care of a coupla of them, til we can slide outta here." The uproar
continued. The Captain took my arm, led me around to the door of the cage,
unlocked it, and sent me in. Then he locked the door again.

I knew what I had to do...I knew what I WANTED TO DO!!!