another job.” He offered to try to get me transferred for work at a special hospital for inmates, but I wasn’t interested.

“Next time” I told him “I’ll just take a shorter shower so we can have more time.” But next time never came. After that the doctor pretended that nothing had happened between us, so it was a while before I’d gotten another private shower and when I did, he wasn’t interested in playing. He basically blew me off when I walked over to him after having made very short work of cleaning myself. I’d noticed his dick was hard but was confused as to what was going on. “I really want you to suck this man” but he just sort of grinned, played coy and gestured to my rags as though I hadn’t just offered him my ass on a platter. My prick turned to stone, and inside I was daring him to push me further.

Defeated, I left to return to quarters a little pissed but realized he hadn’t given me my work schedule for the following week so I doubled back before checking with the next station. When I approached the lockers the guard that was posted had disappeared. I figured maybe he had left since no prisoners were ever back there except me and two others who cleaned. I pressed my way and opened the door closing it very slowly so that it would not make a sound thinking that I’d heard a voice. My heart was pounding against my chest when I recognized the familiar “you’ve got the cock of a stallion. Yeah, that’s a beauty, just slide it in real slow.”

Walking as soft as I could I peeked around the corner and saw the doc, pants around his ankles, and the guard behind him bent slightly at the knees to lower himself to get into the doc’s ass. When the head popped in I could almost feel it myself. The guys cock was much thicker and a little longer than mine, so doc winced and was instantly fucked hard up onto his tiptoes.

The sound was a rhythmic clap, clap, clap that was sending shock waves through the doctor’s hips. I could only imagine how it was tearing him up inside from the look on his face. The guard grimaced and slumped onto the doctor’s back with one hand on his shoulder and another holding him hard by the waste to keep him from running. And, it did look like the doctor wanted to run off that cock to save his ass but it had already been tenderized, claimed and renamed “sloppy fuck hole.”

“Yeah” the guard groveled. “Take that cum up your sloppy fuck hole.”

I could see the great Dr. Swan sweating and gasping for air. “Please” he stuttered. “Take it out! P, ple please it fucking hurts.” But the guard meant to finish what he had started and did so in loud grunts. Swan collapsed on the floor in front of him, turned around to reach for the guard’s leg, but was pushed away and down to the floor.

“Get your hands off me faggot! You ain’t nothing but a bitch!” The doc curled into a fetal position and the guard made his exit out the other end of the room which was usually locked. Part of me felt that he’d gotten what he deserved for picking the guard over me (the convict), another part was hard as steel. As far as I knew they