Juvie PT 1 It was destiny. It was going to happen sooner or later. Following my big bro, Matthew in almost everything, I was bound to end up in jail. To be specific, Juvie. The intake was as expected. Lots of ordering around, like you were an animal. Shaving your hair off, inspecting your ass-hole, lol “Did you like that Officer Braxton ? You get off on young boy's hole's”? Officer Braxton slapped me across the back of my head, and gave me a moderate shove to my shoulders. “Move along Dillon”. I just grinned. I had only three days from court appearance to intake, mostly spent with my b… Weiterlesen

Juvie CH 2 “You wanted to see me sir”? I address the captain. “Mr. Dillon---come in”. I walk into the captain's office taking a seat in front of his desk. “Less than an hour, and your already in my office”. “Sorry about----” “Shut the fuck up ! You will speak when I tell you to” ! I gave the captain a nod, and slouched down a bit in my chair. A submissive move actually, just to make him feel important. “I should throw you straight into solitaire. But, that's never happened, and I can't imagine the paperwork, and I sure as fuck don't feel like wasting my time right now on an incident re… Weiterlesen

Juvie CH ****** Dillon---report to medical” I sit up about half way. Laying in my bunk, in my lazy mode, shirtless, and barefoot. I glance over at the slender Trustee—looked about 14. Skinny as fuck. But what caught my eye mostly was his thick pouty lips. Oh fuck ya—I could already fantasize those lips putting a lock around the head of my giant mushroom head, then finding their way down to my pubes. “What do they want”? I asked, kinda peeved at the interruption of my chilling out period. “Don't know bro---I'm just the messenger”. I sit up and swing my legs out to the floor, and reach for… Weiterlesen

Juvie CH 4 “Aight ! Listen up” ! Banging on the podium. “Unless ur a dumb-ass, by now you all have figured out that the central A/C unit has gone out. It's old—about 50 years actually, which basically puts it as non repairable. So, after being rousted out of bed at 6:00 this morning, and a few quick meetings with the captain, and warden, there are now several plans that will be put into effect immediately. All plans will begin simultaneously. If I call your name, stand up: Jason Bell, Mark Redding, Anton---something something in Russian, Marcus Plant, Tyrone Jefferson, and Tie Johnson.… Weiterlesen

Juvie CH 5 It had been a week now since the AC had gone out in the jail. Most of the boy's have now either gone home, or transferred to other facilities. There were only 12 of us left, with 3 trustees. It had also been right at a month since my intake, so I was now 1/3 through my sentence. Today was visitation day. It was also the 4th of July ! AND----my birthday. Sweet 16, at last. I had a couple of quick conversations with the Captain of inmate relations, and a couple of phone calls to my big bro, Matthew. He would definitely make it up for visitation. Matthew arrives right at noon, t… Weiterlesen

Juvie CH ****** ! Check this shit out” ! Someone barked out. I rolled over in my bunk, lazily opening my eyes. Well I be damm ! Whistle-whistle-whistle, “Come here boy---come here”. The absolutely beautiful blond lab came limping over to me, smiles on his face, tail just waggin. “Damm, this dog has been injured. He must have just wandered into the jail”. Since the major transfer's of inmates due to the AC going out, the staff had relaxed many of the normal policies, with the population now down to just 9 of us. Most of the doors were left wide open to allow for circulation. Even the mai… Weiterlesen

Juvie CH 7 BANG ! BANG BANG BANG ! What the fuck ? “UP UP UP” ! Shouted an unfamiliar voice. “Everybody up. Get dressed---report to the mess hall---15 minutes”. With one more bang on the door. We all slowly got up. Somebody mumbled, “Did he say get dressed ? You mean, uniforms”? I responded, “Ya, I think that's what 'dressed' means. Must be something official. Fuck, I don't even know if I got a clean shirt”. We slowly line out into the hallway, heading for the mess hall. We 'merge' in with the boy's from pod A, and all enter. I was immediately shocked at what I saw. There were a few… Weiterlesen

Juvie CH 8 I wasn't present during the following conversation. It was relayed to my big bro, Matthew, who then repeated it to me later. So---third party translation if you will. I'll try to get it right. “Yo Cain---hey come in here, will ya”? “Sure Cpt, what's up”? “You know those survey's we hand the punks at intake? “Ya, I mean I knew they existed, never seen one though”. “Um um. For the most part they just toss them. You know—intake attitude n shit. But, our little monster back there filled his out” “You mean, Dillon”? “Yup—and there's some fascinating shit in here. I've had Mary… Weiterlesen

Me and Bro CH 17 It had been a week now since the fuck down at the roadside bar. Taking 13” of thick Mexican meanness was a tall order for a runt 15 y.o. I was still sore. But every time I thought about it, I grinned. I didn't know of anyone that could claim they took 13”, all the way. 'Cept my big bro, Matthew. He took a 13 incher once. But at least he got a shiny red Ducati out of the deal :) So anyways. It's Saturday morning. Slow slow slow. I decide to head down to the basement, Matthew's room basically, and just take a shower. Matthew had one of those multi-spray shower heads that had… Weiterlesen

Me and Bro CH 16 “Ok dude---say the word fag one more time, and that will be the last word to come out of your mouth with your own natural teeth”. BUT --- before that happened ---------- I loved it when my big bro Matthew let me hang out with him. It was a joy for any k** to get to hang with the big dogs. 'Corse, I had to be super cool. No showing out, not drawing attention to myself. Just sort of sit there and look pretty, lol. And keep ur mouth shut. Sneaking into a bar in Texas wasn't really a big deal—at least as long as you adhered to the above rules. Any dude that worked on a ran… Weiterlesen

Me and Bro CH 15 One hundred and sixty pounds, prime, USDA choice beef. Yup. 'Cept we're not talking brisket here, we're talking about my big bro, Matthew. Definitely a prime slab of beef. Hard solid muscles. An 8-pac of abs that look like 8 little steaks on a grill. Stunning good looks. Killer smile. A fist the size of a soft-ball. And the best cut on that slab ?? LOL, you guessed it. That big weapon of mass destruction hanging between his meaty hairy thighs ! 10 1/2” of thick, vein poppin, fuck juice oozing, mushroom headed cowboy meat. And it was mine---anytime I wanted it. Typically all… Weiterlesen

Me and Bro CH 14 Chicken---that's what they used to call us, as my big bro would say, “back in the old days”. Young---real young. Most barely into puberty. Not near old enough yet to get into a bar, but we could be found often hanging out near one. Hairless still, 'cept maybe the bush had started growing, and a few strands in the pits, or lower legs. So, smooth as an egg, lol. But you could tell those balls were growing. It seemed that half the time ur dick was always at least half mast, and you was always messin with ur balls. And boy, could they blow ! Like fuckin hand grenades, the chick… Weiterlesen

Me and Bro CH 13 “So, Dustin---what's the biggest dick you've ever took up ur ass”? I kinda giggled a bit and took a swig of my beer, but before I could answer, from behind the man someone grabs his hair and yanks his head backwards. In a flash, Matthew's softball sized fist was pounding the dudes face, then slammed him into the table face down at least five times. He busted him up pretty good. Then he came around to the other side and slapped me upside the back of my head. My big bro simply pointed to the back door. I knew I was fucked at this point. It wasn't often that I got 'punished'… Weiterlesen

Me and Bro CH 12 I finally got Scott Andrews to come over to the house. “Just to hang out”. I told him. Of course the real reason was to get him fucked up, and then fuck him ! I had just blasted my load in his ass and rolled over on my back to light a smoke. Ya ya I fuckin know—I'm too young to smoke. Fuck it, at 13, I was probably the most corrupted boy in the 7th grade. So anyway, as I'm lighting the cigarette I look over at the doorway, and there leaning in it was my big bro Matthew, chomping on a apple. “Jesus Matthew ! How long you been standing there”? I was pretty pissed. “Long en… Weiterlesen

Me and Bro CH 11 Now, anytime you needed a good stretching, my big bro Matthew was the guy to see. No, we're not talking about yoga class, or warming up for a good hard workout. We're talking about----your hole ! By mid summer it was pretty much established around Tyler's 'underground' that Matthew had one of the biggest dick's in Tyler. And definitely one of the thickest ! Top it all off with that massive purple mushroom head, and ya---you was headed for a major stretching. Matthew loved to fuck. But, he fucked to please himself. He typically didn't give a fuck about you---it was all abou… Weiterlesen

Me and Bro CH 10 Now, in Texas, the standard 'dress' was pretty simple---at least for us. For most cowboy's there was only one jean—Levis 501's. There was just something about those buttons that bunched you up in a more impressive bulge than the standard zipper. Especially with a jock underneath :) 'Corse they had to be tight ! Not so much as to cut off your circulation, but definitely enough to give you a nice baseball size bulge up front, and snug enough in the back so that the seam between the pockets crawled right up the crack of your stinkin hairy ass---lifting and separating, lol. Ne… Weiterlesen

Me and Bro CH 9 Now---when my big bro, Matthew, plants his big ass sz 14 jock foot on the brake pedal of the school bus, you know that puppy is about to stop. As Matthew would ease the bus off the side of the road, he would then typically kick back in his drivers seat, and looking up at that big ass rear view mirror, stare your ass down until you shut the fuck up, and sit the fuck down. You see—Matthew didn't put up with no bull-shit on the school bus. And, if he had to pull that maneuver more than twice, (that's the whole year ya'll, not just one trip) he would put ur ass off the bus ! Yup.… Weiterlesen

Me and Bro CH 8 “You know your not going to make me stop Matthew” “The biggest thing I want to know is, lil bro, where the fuck are you getting the dope”? “Jeez Matthew, you know I can't tell you that. With all the oaths and shit I had to take just to become a Diamond Dawg, you think I'm going to break that same trust with someone else ? Besides—I'd get my ass stomped beyond belief”. “Nobody is gonna hurt you lil bro” “Well, maybe, but there is always some fool that would think he could get away with anything. Besides – it's all you guys fault anyway” “What the fuck you mean----our faul… Weiterlesen

Me and Bro CH 7 Initiation Now, if you have ever had your ass popped open by a big ass mushroom head, then you know what it's like getting fucked by my big bro. Especially if like me, you was getting ur cherry popped. Simply put---too big, and too tite. For the initiation into the Diamond Daws, typically my big bro would go last, cause he had the biggest dick. Ten fucking inches of vein poppin, mean, thick cowboy cock. Topped by a big ass purple mushroom head. It was a given that when Matthew popped ur hole with that --- it was going in. There was no way to stop it. Anyway, in my case how… Weiterlesen

Me and Bro CH 6 It was the most anticipated day of my young punk ass life. In just a few more days it would the the 4th of July --- and my 13th birthday. Finally, I would be a teenager. No longer a little boy. 'Corse, if you caught me in the showers at school you would see that I was no longer a little boy anyway. Hanging 7 ½” was pretty impressive. As my big bro would say, that was as much as half the grown men on the planet. And I hadn't even started a serious growth spurt yet. Like my big bro though, I started early. In addition to the big piece of meat, I already had a pretty decent bus… Weiterlesen