Purgatory Games, Part Two

v.

Kyle walked into the cell, with Calvin just behind him. JT sat on his bunk, his legs spread, his killer hands dangling between his legs. He looked up past Kyle when the boy walked in.

“You had any trouble, C.?” JT said, ignoring Kyle.

“Nothing I couldn’t handle,” Calvin said.

JT looked down at the floor again. “Get over here boy.”

The three steps that separated Kyle from JT were as wide as the Grand Canyon to Kyle. His heart pounded painfully with every step, filling his head with too much blood. Every instinct in Kyle shouted at him to run the other way. But he put down his instincts and drew closer to JT.

Kyle stood in front of JT, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his jeans.

“Where you been bitch?” JT said, still looking down at the floor.

Kyle wished he could see JT’s eyes. His body looked completely relaxed. The only sign of his anger was the barely restrained fury in his voice.

“I was in the library, then I went out for a smoke, then I heard this screaming and I thought - ”

“Fuck that,” JT said, finally looking up at Kyle. “What the fuck was you doing down there? Ain’t I told you not to be down there by yourself?”

JT’s hard eyes, filled with unborn violence, lay heavily on Kyle.

“I heard screaming,” Kyle said, through numb lips.

JT shot to his feet and grabbed Kyle hard. Before he knew it, Kyle was slammed into the wall, trapped between JT and the bed. 

“You what?” JT said, standing inches from Kyle, towering over him.

“There was this screaming and I -”

“And what?” JT said, through clenched teeth. “You thought was gonna rescue some bitch who was getting fucked?”

“I didn’t know -”

But JT wasn’t interested in anything Kyle had to say. He slammed a fist into the wall next to Kyle’s head. Red dust sifted to the floor. Kyle flinched, squeezing his eyes shut.

“What the fuck didn’t you know, bitch?” JT said, shouting at Kyle.

Kyle pressed into the cinder wall behind him. Calvin stood off to the side watching.

“Come on JT,” Calvin said quietly. “He didn’t mean nothing.”

JT looked at Calvin as if he’d forgotten he was there.

“You know what this bitch cost me?”

JT looked back at Kyle. “I had to call in favors because of you boy. You know how I knew you was down there?”

Kyle shook his head, looking up into JT’s furious glare.

“Mr. Derron, he asked me how come my bitch was going down there by himself,” JT said. “If nobody didn’t say nothing to me, this wouldn’t be the only thing you got ripped down there,” JT said, pulling at the tears in Kyle’s jeans and his t-shirt.

“I’m sorry,” Kyle said.

“Sorry?” JT shouted at Kyle. “You don’t know nothing about sorry, boy.” He grabbed Kyle’s face. “But I’m gonna teach you,” he said in a quiet voice that utterly terrified Kyle.

“Come on JT,” Calvin said in a quiet voice. 

JT looked back at Calvin, letting Kyle go.

“He ain’t shown you no disrespect,” Calvin went on, looking at his friend. “He’s just a bitch. He don’t think like a man. He didn’t know better.”

Calvin had been friends with JT for over twenty years. He knew JT was more scared about what could have happened to Kyle than he was pissed off. Now that Kyle was back in one piece, Calvin saw the tension easing from his friend’s body. Now was the time to try and save the boy.

“Why don’t you go easy on him?” Calvin said, keeping his voice low and calm. “Look at him. He ain’t nothing but a scared boy.”

JT turned back to Kyle, who was huddled against the wall, looking small and fragile in his ripped clothes. For the first time, JT took in the terror on Kyle’s pale face, saw how scared he must have been down there alone. 

JT grabbed Kyle’s face again. “You ever do anything that fucking stupid again, I’ll belt your ass so bad you’ll walk sideways.” He slapped Kyle’s face viciously, whipping his big calloused hand hard across Kyle’s soft cheek. 

JT stormed out of the cell, stopping only long enough to say, “Take care of him,” as he walked by Calvin. 

“How come he left?” Kyle said, rubbing his cheek. An ugly bruise was already rising there.

“Cause he’s pissed off and he don’t wanna hurt you,” Calvin said.

Kyle stood against the wall for a moment, looking as if he’d been dropped into the cell out of a tornado, then he sank to JT’s bunk, trembling all over.

“Thanks,” Kyle said. “I thought I was dead.”

“You want to watch yourself with JT boy,” Calvin said.

Kyle nodded. “I know. At least if he beats me when he gets back he won’t be so mad. He’ll fuck me hard tonight and make me scream,” Kyle said in a low, matter of fact voice.

“You want me to help you with that?”

Kyle looked up at Calvin and nodded, but there was no real hope in his eyes.

vi.

When JT came back, he found Kyle on his bunk, his ass up, his legs spread, his head pressed to the mattress.

The lights out buzzer sounded and the guards made their way down the tier. 

JT knew Kyle heard the guards coming. He expected the boy to get up. Kyle hated more than anything for men to see him acting like a bitch. But Kyle surprised him.

“That’s a hot piece of ass you got there JT,” Mr. Remello said as he locked the cell door. He looked at Kyle’s ass with admiring eyes. “He’s just begging for it.”

“He’s hot and tight,” JT said, stroking Kyle’s ass, letting his finger slide into the boy’s hole.

Remello smiled, looking at JT’s finger sliding in and out of Kyle’s round ass. “Have yourself a good night,” he said, and walked on.

When JT looked back at Kyle, he couldn’t help but laugh a little. Kyle had been so embarrassed by Remello’s words that his ass was a light pink.

“Damn boy,” JT said, stroking Kyle’s ass lightly. “I ain’t never seen nobody’s ass blush before.”

Kyle said nothing, praying Calvin was right.

“Come here boy,” JT said, slapping Kyle’s ass lightly. 

Kyle hurried to scoot back on the bed, lifting his ass higher to JT’s black cock, spreading his legs wider, showing JT his pink, ready hole.

“No,” JT said, “come over here.”

Kyle turned around and knelt on the bed, looking down at the stone floor. His face was beet red. JT took Kyle’s face and looked down into the boy’s eyes filled with unshed tears of shame. He looked at the bruise on Kyle’s cheek and touched it softly. Kyle flinched, but didn’t pull away.

JT grabbed Kyle’s arm and pushed him to his knees in the corner between the bed and wall. He stood in front of Kyle, his legs spread, looking down at the scared boy.

“You know what I feel like doing to you boy?”

Kyle shook his head, even though he had a pretty good idea.

“I feel like taking you downstairs and belting your ass real hard ‘til you can’t scream no more, then cuffing you to the bars and fucking you hard and dry.”

Kyle swallowed, looking down at the floor. He’d guessed pretty close.

“But if you swallow my piss and beg me to let you suck my cock like a real horny bitch, I might not do it,” JT said. 

Kyle closed his eyes. He’d never swallowed another man’s piss. Oh God, now what?

“I ain’t heard you begging boy,” JT said, rubbing his crotch, looking down at Kyle.

Kyle fought the revulsion rising in the pit of his belly and put his hands behind his back. He pressed his face to JT’s crotch and started by nipping at JT’s flesh softly through the soft cloth of his worn jeans. Kyle followed the outline of JT’s hard cock, pressing his lips close, kissing him through the cloth. 

Then Kyle pressed closer and undid JT’s zipper with his teeth. He pressed his soft lips to the thin cloth of JT’s briefs, nuzzling his hard cock.

“Please, JT,” Kyle said, looking up into his eyes. “I need to suck your cock like a bitch.”

Kyle ran his tongue along the thin fabric inside JT’s pants, moaning softly, begging JT with his hot tongue. Kyle’s heart hammered hard, knocking against his chest as he ran his tongue along the outline of JT’s hard cock. His lips trembled. I can’t his mind gibbered. I can’t swallow his piss. Ohmygod, ohmygod.

“You’re such a fucking hot bitch,” JT said, undoing the button that held up his jeans. He kicked free of his pants and stood before Kyle, his legs spread, his hard black cock jutting up.

Kyle nibbled at the inside of JT’s dark, muscular legs, alternating between little nips and the tip of his hot tongue. 

He was intoxicated by the scent of JT, the smell of his balls and his sweat. Kyle ran his tongue around in tiny spirals all up and down the inside of JT’s hard legs, licking the sweat from his dark skin.

JT moaned in pleasure when he felt Kyle’s hot tongue move from his legs to his balls. Kyle took JT’s balls into his mouth gently and ran his tongue around the soft, tender flesh, then he let them pop out of his mouth and ran his tongue across the sensitive flesh just below JT’s balls. 

JT grunted in pleasure, and his thick cock twitched. “You’re driving me crazy, bitch,” JT said.

Kyle dreaded the moment when JT would force his cock into his sore mouth. The inside of his mouth was cut where JT had slapped him. 

JT watched as Kyle pressed his soft pink lips to his black cock. The sight of his dark cock stretching the boy’s pretty mouth made his heavy balls ache with need. Over and over Kyle kissed JT’s cock up and down the length of it, sometimes swirling his tongue along his thick cock. JT’s muscular body shuddered in pleasure.

When Kyle took the thick head of JT’s cock between his lips, JT groaned with need, feeling the heaviness in his balls. Kyle ran his tongue around the dark head of JT’s cock in slow circles, looking up into JT’s eyes. Then he let JT’s cock slip from between his lips and ran his hot tongue all the way down to JT’s balls and back again, encircling JT’s cock head in the heat of his mouth.

“Oh fuck,” JT said, grabbing Kyle’s hair. “I can’t take this. I never had a boy as hot you. Open your mouth bitch. I’m gonna piss in your mouth.”

Kyle hung his head and tried not to cry.

“I can’t,” Kyle said in a whisper nearly too low to hear.

“Alright,” JT said, taking a step back. “Let’s go. Don’t think I can’t get out just ‘cause it’s lock down. I’m taking your bitch ass to the basement.”

“No,” Kyle said in a shaky voice filled with panic. He looked up at JT. Unshed tears filled his eyes. “I’ll do it.”

JT smiled down at his bitch. “You sure, boy? ‘Cause it ain’t nothin’ to me. I told you. I feel like ramming my big black cock up your tight little hole real hard and making you scream.”

Kyle nodded, his eyes on the stone floor. This couldn’t be happening to him. “I’m sure,” he said quietly.

JT caressed the bruised side of Kyle’s face, tilted the boy’s head back.

“Tell me what you want me to do, boy,” JT said, looking down into Kyle’s scared eyes.

Kyle could barely bring himself to say it. But the thought of a night in the basement with JT’s hard cock up his ass forced the words from his trembling lips. “I want you to piss in my mouth,” Kyle said.

“Open your mouth, then,” JT said.

Kyle opened his mouth, and closed his eyes.

JT slipped his hard cock into Kyle’s mouth and slapped the bruised side of Kyle’s face lightly. The pain made Kyle’s eyes fly open.

“I wanna see your eyes while I piss into your mouth,” JT said.

Kyle held JT’s hard cock in his mouth for what seemed like forever. The bruised side of his face was a misery, especially with JT’s thick cock stretching his mouth.

“Here comes my piss boy,” JT said. “And if you don’t want my cock reaming your hole tonight, you better swallow every drop.”

A stream of warm, bitter liquid suddenly filled Kyle’s mouth. The stench of piss surrounded Kyle as he struggled to control his gag reflex and swallow the bitter, salty fluid filling his mouth fast. The tiny cuts inside his mouth exploded in pain as soon as JT’s piss flowed into his mouth. Kyle tried hard to keep up with the flow of piss, swallowing convulsively, fighting his rising gorge with every breath.

JT looked down into Kyle’s eyes, seeing the boy’s fear and disgust. “See? You ain’t nothing but my bitch,” JT said while he pissed into the boy’s mouth. “You suck my big black dick when I say so, you take it up your ass, and you swallow my piss if I say so.”

Just when Kyle thought he couldn’t possibly take anymore, the stream slowed and finally stopped. JT pressed his cock deeper into Kyle’s mouth and starting fucking his bitch’s pretty face.

It hurt Kyle horribly to have JT’s thick cock in his mouth. The side of his face where JT had slapped him was alive with throbbing pain. But the boy gave no sign of how much it hurt him. He wanted JT to be pleased. He was desperate to stay out of the basement tonight.

“That’s it boy, ” JT said, sliding his thick black cock in and out of Kyle’s pretty mouth. “You little cock hungry bitch.”

JT grabbed Kyle’s hair harder and pulled Kyle’s head back, looking down into his eyes, filled with shame and anger. The look in Kyle’s eyes made JT crazy with lust. 

“You’re making me so hot, bitch,” JT said, fucking deep into Kyle’s mouth. “I feel like coming up your hot little ass.”

Fear came into Kyle’s eyes. He sucked JT’s cock, struggling to take his thick cock deep down his throat, gagging. The pain in his mouth pulsed with every beat of his terrified heart. Kyle was sure that any second JT would pull out of his mouth and make him put his ass up. 

“Soon I’m gonna make you my wife,” JT said, slowing down and fucking slowly in and out of Kyle’s mouth.

He slid almost all the way out of Kyle’s mouth, leaving just his cock head between the boy’s lips. Kyle ran his tongue slowly around the thick head in his mouth, driving JT crazy with need.

Kyle couldn’t believe it when JT grabbed his hair tighter and pulled Kyle closer to his crotch, forcing his throbbing cock deep down his throat again and again.

“Fuck,” JT said, moaning and bucking against Kyle’s face. “That’s it bitch, swallow my come.”

JT pulled Kyle’s hair hard and ground his muscular belly into the boy’s face, filling Kyle’s throat with hot come, then he pulled out of Kyle’s mouth, looking down at the scared boy. Kyle didn’t know what to expect. JT could make him get his cock hard again and then fuck his ass. He would take forever to come up his ass, the second time.

“What you looking at bitch? Go to sleep,” JT said, looking down at Kyle, stroking the side of his face that was bruised.

That sent Kyle into a panic. Maybe JT was taking him down to the basement to belt him tomorrow night.

“Am I getting a beating?” Kyle asked quietly.

“Why?” JT said, stroking Kyle’s bruised face. “You want one?”

Kyle knew better than to say no. “I’m sorry,” Kyle said in a low, trembling voice.

“I ain’t beating you,” JT said. “Go to sleep.”

He turned his back on Kyle and got into his bunk.

Kyle got to his feet and stood against the wall a long time, looking at JT’s strong back, outlined in muscle. Kyle’s cock was hard and he wanted to come, even with the taste of JT’s piss still strong in his mouth. 

Kyle knew that JT had controlled himself and fought the urge to bend him over and rape him in sheer rage for disobeying him. A part of Kyle realized that tonight, JT had been the best a man like him could be. 

When JT felt Kyle slip into his narrow bunk next to him, he turned to the boy and took him into his strong arms, holding him gently. 

“I’m sorry,” Kyle said. 

“It’s over boy,” JT said, caressing Kyle’s wet cheeks.

The horrors of this long, long day finally caught up to Kyle and he lay his head against JT’s strong chest and cried softly.

“You seen anything down there boy?” JT said suddenly.

Kyle thought immediately of the boxes filled with black market gold. For some reason, he didn’t want to tell JT he’d seen that. It might ruin JT’s forgiving mood.

“No,” Kyle said. “Just men pushing carts around. I couldn’t see what was inside the carts.”

That wasn’t exactly a lie. The boxes in the carts were sealed up already. But Kyle had seen plenty in the big warehouse like room.

“Go to sleep,” JT said, pulling Kyle closer.

JT lay awake, listening to the low cries and whimpers that had long ago become the background of his life. JT would do anything for Kyle. In any other place, that would be his strength. Here in Purgatory, it was his weakness. He wondered how long it would be before Matthew demanded payment for his fruit in Purgatory. He turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

Long after JT had fallen asleep, Kyle lay awake, listening to the whimpering moans that never seemed to stop at night in the dark cell block. He knew he’d gotten off lucky tonight. If Calvin hadn’t helped him, Kyle knew he would have ended the night screaming in the basement.