rear of my boxers was in shreds. They both let out a holler. I lifted my waist a bit, so that Bobby could yank what remained of my boxers out from under me.

My Caucasian ass was still a bit pink from Bobby’s big slap. I felt Bobby roughly groping my two petite yet plump globes.

“Aw, feel dat ass, J.” Bobby told his convict buddy. And Jamal started to cup his big hand around one of my ass cheeks.

“Nice fat booty for such a little white boy, Danny.” Jamal said and squeezed tightly.

I pulled myself off his cock and looked back over my shoulder. Bobby seized my one ass cheek with his big black paw and Jamal continued to grasp the other one.
They each then shook their respective orbs brutally. I moaned a little and let out a “yeah”. They laughed and continued to grope me.

Jamal pulled me up closer onto him and then reached behind me and gripped both of my butt cheeks and spread them apart. “Open him up, Bob!” Jamal commanded. Then as Jamal held my cheeks apart, Bobby slid one of his fingers down the length of my crack until he found my little asshole.

Bobby took his middle finger and started tapping on the outside of my quivering hole. He pressed against my little pucker and slid his middle finger in. It had been a long time and it felt so good as he started to move his finger in and out, I let out a sigh, “oh yeah”. And Bobby then started to finger fuck my ass with more vigor.

“Yeah, Bob, do it!” Jamal ordered and Bobby pulled out his middle finger and then aggressively inserted both his middle and index finger. “Yeah, baby,” Jamal reacted at the sight. Again the waves of pleasure went through me, and I moved my head up so I could start worshipping Jamal’s big chest again. Jamal continued to hold my ass open and then Bobby shoved three of his big fingers up into my hole, I found one of Jamal’s dark brown nipples and I started nursing on it. Jamal looked down and smiled at me. Bobby started pushing his fingers in and out. I started to feel some pain now, he was doing all of this with just our sweat as lube. I started to gasp at the feeling, but I didn’t want him to stop.

Finally, he pulled out and he smelled his fingers. “Hey boy, you smell sweet.” And he offered his fingers up to Jamal who took a sniff too.

“Yeah, nothin’ like this in the lock up.” And Jamal took a swat at my ass cheek. “Baby white boy, we gonna tap you good.”

Jamal pulled me up onto his lap and Bobby got off the sofa and went over to his toolbox. He pulled out a bottle of KY that looked familiar and I suddenly realized he had taken it from my bathroom and hidden it in his box. At least now it was finally being put to good use. He tossed it over to Jamal and said, “here bro, early birthday gift, go ahead first and break him in.”

I shifted over off Jamal’s lap so that I was kneeling