Hard Time - Part 1

The stud fresh off processing gets his ass handed to him quick. Two bull-necked guards shove him into the busted shower, tile slick under his feet. The first guard wastes no time cramming fingers down his throat, holding his jaw open while the second hikes the kid’s legs around his hips and slams balls-deep inside him. Cum slick squelching fills the echo of the stall, each hard thrust punching wet sounds out of his spread hole. They don’t wait; the stud pulls out, shoves two fingers in to keep him open, and the other officer angles the kid forward onto his knees so he can take the cock sliding in from behind. Gagging around thick meat while someone else pumps his cunt full. They flip him to his back on the wet tile, one guard pumping his ass with no break in rhythm, the other feeding his mouth so every hole stays filled. Sweat, cum, and cheap soap swirl together in the run-off. The kid’s knees are pinned wide. The two men grunt, thrust, and laugh between breaths, using every inch of him like it belongs to them. Eventually he’s dragged to his knees, held still by the hair, and they coat his tongue, chest, and hole, leaving him gasping, leaking, wrecked under the spray.