Season 1, Episode 7: "Inducted" (Excerpt from Prison
Politics: The Well Deluxe Edition)
Synopsis: Inducted (Excerpt from Prison Politics Unrated) - The
tale of how secondary character, Tiny Zeke was introduced into the prison and
how Aarif "Big Reef" Jenkins was introduced into the lifestyle
This story is a copyright by Mr. Maleficent of the Maleficent Journal and an act of
complete fiction. Please always remember to wrap it up.
The lights went out on time as they always
did. Ezekiel's body couldn't stop itself from trembling. He was so afraid that
Aarif would be able to feel his mild shiver from the bottom bunk. Aarif also
kept asking these questions about his Ezekiel's home
life, which only led him to believe that Aarif was onto him. This made him even
more fearful.
"How'd you get your tattoo?"
Aarif asked.
"I was actually
drunk when me and my boys went out and got 'em
a couple of months ago," Ezekiel said, which was actually the truth.
"Other Bloods?" Aarif asked.
"Yeah."
"Cool... who?"
"Uh... huh?" Ezekiel asked as if
he didn't understand the question.
"What other Bloods went with you when
you got that tattoo?"
"Uhhhh...."
"Matter of fact, what other Bloods
are in your crew, man?"
"Uh... there's... Tee and um...
Zae... and uh... Dre," Ezekiel listed the first 3 names off the top of his
head.
"Oh ok, cool," Aarif said.
Aarif seemed to let it go, but Ezekiel
knew that another question meant to pry into his background was just around the
corner.
"You know I'm from the southwest
suburbs, right?" Aarif asked.
Shit! Ezekiel thought.
"And I don't recognize you. I ain't
ever heard of nobody named Tee and nobody named Zae either."
"But- you heard of Dre though,
right?"
"Yeah, I have. He's over in cellblock
C and been there for 'bout seven years now."
Goddamnit! Ezekiel had been exposed.
Aarif hopped up from his bottom bunk and
stood up against Ezekiel's bed, towering over Ezekiel's body.
"You ain't a Blood, nigga,"
Aarif said.
"I'm sorry," Ezekiel immediately
apologized.
"What the fuck? Nigga, do you know
how stupid you are for lying about some shit like that?"
"I know, I'm sorry."
"Did Tongis
and Osama Bin Laden didn't tell you the 10 commandments?" Aarif asked.
"The what?"
"The rules nigga! They didn't tell
you the rules of the cellblock?"
"Oh..." Ezekiel thought back at
when Tongis and Melee were going back and forth as
they listed the rules of The Well. "Yeah."
"Did you not hear them say, 'no
lying.' Nigga, that shit was to protect your ass. If you go around lying to
these niggas they will punk and pump yo' ass all day long. The last nigga in here that lied to a
Blood, got a train ran on him in the showers. 17 niggas hit. Nigga, are you
stupid?"
"I'm sorry," Ezekiel apologized
once more. "Please just don't tell anybody. I'll do anything- please just
don't tell anybody- I don't want that to be me. I'll do anything for you man,
please."
"Shut up, man. I got you. I'll cover
for your ass, but you better get your fuckin' story straight. The Well is
filled with Chicago Bloods, and they will out yo' ass
in a second if they find out you playin' foul."
"I know."
"Fuck was you thinkin'?"
"I wasn't. It- It all happened so
fast. I didn't even realize it until after it was too late to take it
back."
"You better be lucky that you in here
with me, instead of in a cell with a nigga like Jermaine or Chambers. They
would tear yo' ass and yo'
mouth up."
Ezekiel's spine shook. He gulped.
"And... you? What do you do?"
"I don't do shit. I ain't ever been
wit' no dude."
"Never?"
"Nah."
"How long you been locked up?"
"Four years," Aarif answered.
"I shot a gang mediator in the streets."
"Oh..."
"Yeah."
The space got quiet between the two of
them.
"Look, I don't ever want it coming
out that I lied. Is there anything I can do that can ensure that? I... I can
give you some of the coins I got from the guards," Ezekiel offered to pay
in the currency that the guards inflicted on The Well.
"Coins? Nigga,
don't nobody actually use that shit. In The Well, there's only one form of
currency- sex," Aarif said. He actually used the
line that he'd heard Jermaine say a million times to newcomers. He realized how
that sounded, and was about to clarify that he had no intensions of imposing
that rule on Ezekiel- but...
"Ok," Ezekiel agreed.
"Huh?"
"I'll have sex with you- if that's
what you want."
"What you mean?"
"I mean what I said. I'd rather have
one dude do it than to have 17. So what do you want me
to do?"
Aarif was past tempted. Ezekiel was an
attractive guy, but in the dark- his sex didn't have to matter. Ezekiel could
be anything Aarif wanted him to be. Yeah, Aarif was tempted.
Slowly, Aarif began to move his hand, his
fingers extending and going into Ezekiel's mouth. Taking the hint and going along
with the foreplay, Ezekiel began to suck at Aarif's digits. His tongue stroke
seemed decent- cool enough. Aarif still wasn't completely sure though.
"You think you can suck a 9?" he
asked.
"Suck a what?"
"9 inches, nigga."
"Uh... I'll try," he said, with
the two fingers still in his mouth.
"Get down off the bed,
and get on yo' knees."
Ezekiel followed orders,
and climb down off of the top bunk. Immediately
he dropped to his knees and awaited for Aarif to pull
out. Aarif unbuttoned and unzipped, but he was still thinking about reneging.
This would be his first time being with a man in any sense. A lot of the other
Bloods made it look easier, or said things like, head is just head and doesn't
make you gay. Aarif had even watched some of The Bloods fuck their hoes and
stood guard of the showers while some rapes took place. But actually
going through with it for himself was a completely different question.
"Open your mouth," Aarif told
him.
Ezekiel followed command, tilting his head
back and even closing his eyes while his jaw unlocked
and mouth opened.
Not having Ezekiel's eyes on him made the
task even easier to do. Aarif pulled his dick out from underneath his underwear
and let it practically fall right into Ezekiel's mouth. A little shocked at
first, Ezekiel eventually took to the thick and salty meat package in his
mouth.
"Suck," Aarif said.
Not knowing exactly how, Ezekiel began to
try. He encircled the dick with his tongue as he held the base of it in his
hand.
"I said, suck it. Move that head up
and down. Slob on that shit like a bitch."
Ezekiel continued. This time, he used head
and neck movements to further enhance his oral ability. The tip of Aarif's dick
passed over Ezekiel's breathing passages, forcing him to become short on
breath. His lips tightened and a suction sound was made each time the dick slid
in.
Allowing Ezekiel to go to work, Aarif took
off the t-shirt he was wearing.
"Yeah... that's right, you don't want
nobody to know you was lyin', right?" Aarif
said, adding verbal to the experience.
"Un-unh,"
Ezekiel let his throat groan since his mouth couldn't actually
word it.
"Keep suckin'
that dick then, bitch."
Ezekiel wasn't the best dick sucker, and wasn't anything compared to the chickenheads that Aarif was accustomed to before he got
into The Well. However, Aarif's rod began to get stiffer and stiffer. His own
words turned him on more than Ezekiel's skill. Oddly enough, he began to get
more turned on by degrading Ezekiel than the actual pleasure Ezekiel was trying
to provide.
"The niggas turn liars into hoes in
The Well. I might make you my ho, nigga. Would you like that?" Aarif
asked.
"Un-unh."
"Yeah you
do, bitch. You want my dick running through every hole in yo'
body, don't you?"
Ezekiel didn't respond to that, which made
Aarif pause. Aarif looked down at the guy's face and could see his eyes closed
so pleasantly as he suckled at the head Aarif's now fully hardened dick. While
Aarif looked, he noticed a steady movement in Ezekiel's right arm. Knowing that
this could potentially be some kind of threat, Aarif pulled himself back and
backed away. His dick extracted from Ezekiel's mouth.
Ezekiel wondered why he stopped. He didn't
taste cum, so he knew that Aarif hadn't nutted.
Aarif initially thought that maybe Ezekiel
was looking for a weapon that he could use while Aarif was in this vulnerable
state. But after backing away, Aarif could see exactly what Ezekiel was doing.
Ezekiel was on his knees, with his pants dropped just below his thighs as he
was fist pumping his dick.
"What the fuck?" Aarif said.
Ezekiel didn't respond to that either. His
hand dropped and his erect dick stood straight ahead.
"You like this?" he asked,
confused. "You sucked a dick before?"
Ezekiel nodded.
Aarif took a step closer to him, now that
he knew Ezekiel wasn't planning a surprise attack.
"Been fucked before too,"
Ezekiel added.
"Word?" Aarif said. He never
would have pegged him. The dude didn't seem so hard, but he certainly didn't
expect him to be so "soft" either. Aarif thought over what he had
just found out. "So you gettin'
fucked tonight?"
"If you want to."
"Iight, lay
yo' ass down on yo'
back," Aarif issued another demand, and of course, Ezekiel followed suit.
He lied down on the cold prison floor,
with is dick pointed to the sky. He stroked as he waited to see what Aarif had
to offer. Meanwhile, Aarif was dropping his pants and his underwear to the
floor. In seconds, he was butt-assed and stood over the head of the younger
male watching the boy stroke. Aarif lowered his body, and his knees pinned to
the floor at both sides of Ezekiel's head. Aarif bent over and allowed his rock hard dick to dart straight into Ezekiel's mouth. Aarif
braced his hands on the sides of Ezekiel's body, and his high
muscle ass was tooted up like he was the one about to get fucked. The two were
in a somewhat 69 position, only Aarif had no
intentions of sucking Ezekiel's dick. His ass flexed and thrashed wildly,
drilling the back of Ezekiel's throat.
"Awwww
yes... you lettin' me fuck yo' face nigga. You feel
that shit all the way in the back of yo' neck, don't
you?"
Ezekiel's throat groaned again. Aarif
continued to throw his hips into it. And while he was braced over Ezekiel's
face, he saw Ezekiel's hands. One of his hands stroked his dick, and the other
was actually fiddling with his ass. He prepped his
hole for the insert that he was sure would be coming soon.
Aarif's hips rose and dropped, his ball
sack repeatedly punched Ezekiel in the nose.
"Grrrrrr..."
Aarif growled. "Yeah, finger-fuck that hole nigga. Get that shit ready for
me."
Ezekiel's digits worked harder in
preparation.
Aarif pulled Ezekiel's pants past his
thighs and all the way down to his ankles. Then he pulled Ezekiel's legs back
and planted his hands back on the floor and in between Ezekiel's legs to spread
them.
"Yes, nigga, lemme
see you finger fuck that pussyhole, Zeke."
Aarif could hear the boy gagging on his
dick, but he was so turned on that he didn't give a fuck. Watching a grown man
finger fuck his ass hole was like watching a sweet pussy virgin do it. To
Aarif, Ezekiel might as well been a woman.
Aarif grabbed Ezekiel's hand and pulled
away. "Ayo, watch out," he said. In a fast, quick and non-thinking
motion, Aarif dipped his head down, stuck his tongue out and licked Ezekiel's
raw asshole. His tongue tickled it for a good 5 seconds before he came back up.
The whole time his face was in Ezekiel's ass, Ezekiel moaned from pleasure.
"Ohhh...
you liked that shit, didn't you? You like getting that pussy ate?"
"Mmmhmm,"
Ezekiel continued writhing underneath the muscled man on top of him.
Aarif put his head back down and let his
tongue linger for even longer. It lapped repeatedly over Ezekiel's asshole like
a starving cat drinking catnip. It whipped and wiggled and flapped. His tongue
began to pierce the rim of his ass.Ezekiel
submitted. He let his asshole be licked over, and even went as far as
encouraging Aarif by rubbing his bald head.
"You like that shit, Zeke?"
Aarif asked.
"Mmhmm."
"Good, my nigga." Aarif took his
index and middle finger and swiped it down Ezekiel's taint. He used his saliva
as a lubricant to ease the path of his two fingers into Ezekiel.
"Ohhh,"
Ezekiel moaned. He'd nearly yelled if it weren't for that phat dick occupying
70% of his mouth.
"Shut up nigga, you know you like
that shit." Aarif finished pulling the boys pants all the way off of his ankles, then he went back down, and began to lick
hungrily at Ezekiel's ass again, his fingers still lodged inside. Making it
even easier for Aarif to get inside, Ezekiel spread his legs as wide as
possible, offering up access to his boy hole. Aarif
took advantage. He spit and licked and spit and
licked. Then he rolled.
Aarif rolled over to his side, and pulled Ezekiel over with him. Soon enough, they
were in the reverse position. Aarif was lying on his back. Ezekiel was atop of
him, his ass hovering above Aarif's nose. Aarif lightly slapped his ass a
couple of times.
"Move down, it's time to give me some
pussy."
Once again obeying, Ezekiel crawled down
Aarif's body to the spot right below Aarif's waist. Ezekiel's wet ass, and
Aarif's wet dick seemed to be the perfect pair. Ezekiel's ass parted and gave
way to the dick that skid inside.
"Awww
fuck," Aarif said, allowing his dick to take Ezekiel's temperature. The
asshole was prime, wet and hot as fuck. Ezekiel even moaned at Aarif's 9 inch appendage stroking his insides. "Yes, ride this
dick baby. Let me deep in that fuckin' pussyhole."
"I'm tryin'
daddy."
"Try harder, bitch." Aarif
placed his hands at Ezekiel's hips and coached him in how to move his body.
"Awww shit... nigga you wet as a motherfucka'. Fuck that dick like you my lady, nigga."
"Uggh,
shit," Ezekiel moaned.
"Yeah... nigga, fuck with Big Reef
and I'll have that ass pregnant by the end of the night. Take that dick."
Ezekiel threw his ass back and against
Aarif's thighs. The wet fuck sound could be heard from both men. Ezekiel's
tight wet ass glided up and down the shaft of Aarif's dick.
"Yo, you feel how wet that shit
is?" Aarif said.
"Yeah... daddy," Ezekiel said,
stroking his own dick with his hands.
"Can I make that shit wetter?"
"Yeah daddy, make that shit wet, my
nigga."
"I can squirt this shit in that
pussy?"
"Yessss
nigga, squirt that shit in this pussy."
"Alright nigga... you gon' raise my
babies, right?"
"Fuck yeah nigga, I'mma have yo ' kids, nigga, fuck me... oooh."
Ezekiel's moans became more audible. He
was a little worried that one of the other Bloods might've heard him.
"Yo-yo, here it comes. Work that
fuckin' ass. Get all that nutt up out of that dick."
Ezekiel busted first. His ass clenched on
the head of Aarif's dick. His nutt shot so far out of his dick, that he could
swear he saw it squirt past the cell bars. He tried to keep his mouth closed so
any audible yells that were about to come out became muffled moans.
Aarif continued to drill away, his mission
to "impregnate" Ezekiel hadn't been fulfilled yet. He held Ezekiel at
the top of his waist and right under his back. Keeping him
the position, Aarif began his attack. He threw his dick into Ezekiel's ass at
brute force, like he was literally trying to fuck his brains out.
"Yo, here it come nigga."
Aarif's voice pitch rose at the end of that sentence, and his balls strained.
His ass tightened, his thighs flexed, and he was O facing. It took everything
in him to not let out a growl that would wake everyone up from their sleep. He
began ejaculation, pouring a river of genetic coding directly into Ezekiel's
ass. "Shiiiiiiiiit, bitch," he said under
his breath as they both waited for his dick to finish dispensing. "ooooh shit..."
Aarif's muscles expanded and contracted
with his heavy breaths. He actually looked down at his
chest and could see the liquid forming from the sweat leaking from his pores.
This was truly a work out.
Being gentle, and helping Ezekiel ease of
his dick, Aarif grabbed Ezekiel by the sides of his waist to help him lift off.
The fat head of Aarif's dick tugged at Ezekiel's ass, and he actually
had to take a deep breath before he could let his asshole unlock and let
Aarif's dick escape.
"Fuck," Ezekiel said finally
letting go of Aarif's dick in that vice grip.
Aarif's dick flopped out. Along with it,
came a load of his nutt. It dripped out of Ezekiel's ass and onto Aarif's lower
abdomen. Now separated from their lustful activity, the two of them stood up
and put their clothes back on. Ezekiel put his pants back on, never having
taken off his shirt. And Aarif put his pants back on too, but
left his shirt off. Before hopping back onto their beds, they looked at each
other for a second.
"So you not
gon' tell nobody, right?" Ezekiel asked.
"Nah, nigga. I gotchu."
The morning came. And as soon as the
lights turned on, Jermaine escaped his cell and walked over to Aarif and
Ezekiel's. Neither of them had awakened yet.
"Big Reef," Jermaine's stern
voice said, waking him up.
"Huh?" Aarif said, his eyes
adjusting to the light. Ezekiel had awaken at
Jermaine's voice too.
"I need to talk to you, my nigga.
Come hea'," Jermaine demanded.
"Iight,"
Aarif hopped up from the bed. He left the cell with Jermaine, all the while
still wiping crud out of his eyes. "What you wanna
talk about?"
"That boy, the one you roomin'
wit'."
"What about him?" Aarif asked.
"Nobody knows that nigga. I asked
Khalil, Roland, Sean, Kelly- none of them have seen or heard of that
nigga."
"I have."
"You have?"
"Yeah, we were talking about it last night. I actually do know
him," Aarif lied.
"For real?"
"Yeah man... uh... his name is
...Zeke... uh...Tiny Zeke. He's from the Southwest suburbs like me."
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