I'm sure there are some people who have wondered about having sex with a guy fresh out of prison. The allure of getting done in by a convict drives some people insane. The expectation of having round after round of hot sex with someone whom you know hasn't had it in a long time is enough to make you nut on yourself. I definitely have to say that I was one of these people at one time. In the trailer park, (yes trailer park), where I grew up; we had our own convict in the midst. I shall call him "Bobby". Bobby was fine as hell, he was tall, muscular and very light skinned with pink lips and jailhouse tattoos all over his body. Thinking about him now makes my hole pucker.
The first time I met Bobby was in my own home. I had made it home from school one day and already had it in my mind to expect the usual, walking in the house seeing my mother, my older brother, and a few of his friends smoking blunts and chillin. As I suspected, I walked in and saw the usual faces but there was one I had not seen before. This guy was sexy and I literally had to do a double take as I was walking to my room to do my homework. I walked in my room shut the door and locked it. When I looked down, my boyhood was standing straight up and was leaking through my underwear. I threw down my books and laid across my bed and closed my eyes and pictured the sexy ass guy I just saw sitting in my living smoking weed with the crowd. As I began to pull my dick out so I could relieve the pressure that had just built up, there was a knock on my door. Sighing, I quickly pulled my pants up and opened the door. It was my mother. She told me to go to the drink machine to get here a cold drink. I hated when she did that and she would do it all the time. Frustrated, I ran to the drink machine and came back with her drink and gave it to her. Everyone was still there and my younger brother had joined as well, so I sat down on the floor and watched TV. That feeling of ice on my shoulders gave away that there were eyes on me. I looked back and saw Bobby looking right at me. He said "Wassup lil man?" I swear he licked his lips when he said it. I just replied all shy like and I knew I blushed as well. I asked him his name and he told me. Then the questions began. I asked him where did he come from and my mom gave me this sideways glance. He laughed and said New Orleans and that he had just gotten out of jail. Of course I was embarrassed for asking. The rest of the day trotted on as usual. That night while lying in my bed, I couldn't keep my mind off Bobby and the pressure began to rise again. I stroked my dick the whole night and didn't stop until I was shooting blanks.
The next day, school went the same as always. When the day ended, I just felt really tired from the night before and I decided to skip track practice. Not having to deal with Dae and his antics was a plus as well. Expecting to get home to the same scene as the day before, I planned to go straight to my room. To my surprise, when I walked in the house, no one was home. I don't know where anyone was but I was relieved and passed out on the couch. What felt like an eternity of a nap, I woke up to someone knocking on the door. Mad because I had to get up to see who it was, I opened the door with an attitude but when I saw who was standing there, the attitude left quick fast and in a hurry. It was Bobby. He asked me was my mom home and I told him no, I didn't know where she or let alone anyone else was. I then looked up at him and saw he had a smirk on his face. I gave him a weird look and asked him what was funny. At that moment, my defenses were going up because I just knew that he was about to have some sly comment about me being soft and looking girly so I was prepared to retaliate. But he just smiled and said nothing. He then said he had something for my mother but he left it at his house. I told him that I would tell her that he stopped by. He said cool and began to walk off but then he turned around and said, "How about you come get it and bring it back so I won't have to walk back." I didn't think anything of it so I just said okay and followed him to his house. While walking behind him through the trailer park, I couldn't help but notice that he was sagging and he had one of the phattest asses I have ever seen on a dude. He turned around and I lifted my head quickly but I believe I was caught. He asked me what was I looking at and I told him nothing.
When we made it to his house, I walked in and saw that he really didn't have much in there, just a couch, a TV, and a PlayStation. He told me to have a seat and I did. He went back to his room and when he came back out, he had his shirt off. I felt my body temperature began to rise. His chest was so big and his arms where cut and he had abs that I could only dream of ever having one day. He sat down beside me and asked did I want to play the game for a bit. I quickly had a flashback to my first time with Walt. The though dissipated as quickly as it came. I said yeah and he turned it on and put in Street Fighter Alpha, one of my favorite games might I add. We played for a while and he began to ask me questions. He asked me things such as what I did at school, what grade was I in, did I do any sports, etc. etc. etc. Of course I answered without question. In the midst of playing another round in Street Fighter, he asked me had I ever had sex yet. That question threw me for the loop and I didn't know how to answer. I just looked at him and he asked me again. This time I replied yes. He then asked me how many girls have I fucked. I took a deep breath and decided to be brave and truthful and told him none. He looked at me and smiled and said, "I thought so." I just looked at him and thought this nigga can't be coming on to me; I know he gotta be straight. That thought left my mind when he said, "You know I just got out of jail and I saw yo lil booty in them pants yesterday when you walked in yo house, you wanna give me some?" My jaw dropped and I sat there speechless for a minute that felt like forever. He brought me out of my thoughts and asked again and I just shook my head yeah.
He walked me back to his room and I sat down on the bed. He pulled down his pants and boxers and in front of me I saw the longest yellow unpeeled banana in front of my face. Without hesitation, I wrapped my mouth around it and it tasted and smelled so clean, like spring water. I tried to deep throat it but it was just too long and I kept gagging. I began to stop but he grabbed my head and made me bob on his dick. He then said, "This how niggas do it in jail, you don't stop until I tell you to." In my head I replied yes sir master. For some reason the way he was taking control and making me submit was turning me on more than I thought it would. When I began to choke on it, he finally stopped and pulled it out. His dick was so wet and slick with my saliva. He looked at me and said "yeah lil man, you good." He then told me to take off my clothes and did exactly as he told me. He turned around and got a glimpse of his ass. Those round yellow mounds were sitting high and firm and yet had the bubble shape to it. I never thought about fucking anyone in the ass before and I thought that I was always supposed to be the one to get fucked but after seeing his ass, I had the urge to try it. I grabbed his ass and he turned around real and looked at me like what the fuck. I told him I was sorry and he said you not sorry but you will be. He lifted me up with ease and flipped me over on my stomach. A bit of fear crept in and I prepared to feel pain but all I felt the next moment was pleasure beyond belief. Bobby had spread my ass and began to lick, eat, and suck my ass like it was his last meal before going to the electric chair. I swear his tongue felt like a vibrator it was moving so fast. I actually couldn't take how good it was feeling and I tried to move up the bed but he just held me down with such force and made me take it. It was a feeling that I couldn't handle. It felt damn good that it was wearing me out just from his tongue. Just when I thought I was about to pass out from this feeling of extreme pleasure until it stopped briefly and I felt another sensation. I didn't realize what it was until I felt Bobby grinding and felt that it was his banana already in me. I was shocked that it didn't hurt at all and he was touching places in me that Walt or Dae never touched. I began to moan because I just couldn't hold it in any longer. He then pulled out and turned me over and slid right back in. I looked down to get a view of that ding dong going in and out of me and I must say it was beautiful sight watching that yellow banana going into my split. I started moaning again and he said, "That's what I like to hear, be the lil bitch I know you are." His stroke was so good and then he begin to go faster and harder. As he went faster, the sound of sloshing and balls smacking my ass filled the room. We began to sweat and my moans got so loud I began to go hoarse. I felt the pressure in my dick beginning to build up and I told him not to stop because I was about to cum. All of a sudden, everything just stopped, the sounds, my moaning and everything. He just looked and me and said, "You can't nut yet." He then pulled out and laid on his stomach. I looked at him with a puzzled look on my face and he looked at me and said, "What you waiting on? I saw you was looking, show me what you can do." I was filled with excitement and nervous all at the same time because I had never fucked anyone before. I didn't know what to do so I quickly came to a conclusion and just followed in his footsteps.
I spread those yellow mounds open and saw that puckering pink strawberry. After seeing that, it's like everything just came natural. I buried my face in that ass so fast. I began moving my tongue around and flicking it as fast as I could. I began to slap that ass and it jiggled like Jell-O. How it looked so firm but jiggled like it did was a mystery to me. I began to like that part between the asshole and balls and when he squirmed, I knew I had found the spot to work on. I was enjoying myself this being my first time sticking my dick in something and it was fun experimenting. I continued to lick that spot and to my surprise Bobby said, "Please fuck me lil nigga." At that moment, I drove my dick straight into that pink hole and he didn't even run from it. I began to slap that ass as he was backing it up. Seeing the way that he was taking the dick had me wondering did I like him better fucking me or me fucking him. Not knowing that this was my first experience with versatility, I kept going. The sound of sloshing began to fill the room again and as I continued to stroke, I began to see white creamy liquid come out of Bobby's ass. I didn't know what it was but all I know is that whatever it was turned me on more. Bobby began to moan in a tone that I didn't think he even had in him. I felt his juicebox tighten on my dick and he yelled, "I'm bout to nut nigga!" That pushed me over the edge and before I could even pull out, I felt my dick filling him up and I saw his ass pulsating as he was shooting rope after rope nut all on his sheets and the wall. I collapsed and just laid there with my dick still in his ass. After about 30 minutes of sitting there in that position, we finally got up and we washed off. When I got dressed began to walk out the door, he stopped and me looked at me and said, "Keep it on the low and we can keep doing it." He put a little bag in my hand and told me to give that to my mother. Little did I know that was the last time that I would ever see Bobby.
The next day after school, I walked in the house and saw the usual scene, my mother, my brother and his friends sitting around smoking blunts and talking. There was one face missing in the crowd that I was expecting to see. I asked, "What happened to that Bobby dude?" I tried to be nonchalant. My brother spoke up and said, "He got busted this morning, they sent that nigga back to New Orleans." I just looked and him and said oh. I won't lie, I was crying inside as I was walking to me my room, sad and upset that I would never see Bobby again or feel that dick and most of all that ass ever again.
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