After a few minutes of silence, the man approached Matt and holding by the arm he lead him to the litter and
silently command him to sit.
"Well, well, well... after all that and they pair me a fucking brat! They must think is fucking funny!". Then
he
squat in from of him to be at his same level and he continued:
"Well what are you waiting for? What's your name?"
"M-Matt, sir... nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you, don't fuck with me punk! and don't try to pretend you didn't do anything
wrong, they only send the worst scum here. So tell me what did you do?"
"I accidentally..."
"Of course, 'accidentally' no one here ever played that card before. Save it little shit, it was all over the
news. Now get the fuck up, I'm bored."
He said as he pushed in front of the litters and he sat on them instead.
"Now entertain me, you are not wearing yet the Thornback uniform."
"I haven't gotten it yet."
"Yes, you have, and so did I like 26 years ago. I'm wearing it."
"B-But..."
"Do I look like a fucking faggot? Is that it? Do you think I'm going to plow your pathetic ass?"
"..." by now Matt was shrieking he didn't know what to do. For the first time in his life he felt like his
victims
must have felt. Helpless. And as such he shriveled comply at his demands, he peeled his shirt first, reveling
his
toned abs and pecs and his happy trail, and then he move to his shoes and socks. Soon he was standing in his
jeans, that were down to his ankles in a matter of seconds.
He was just in boxers, but he knew better the likes of his cellmate, so he drop them too and step off them. He
knew he wanted to see his humilliation, and though his 5.5 inches cock was well above average compared with
his
cellmate he was just a little boy. Just as he look up his worst fears confirms when the man walks up to him,
and
strike him in the guts. Blowing the air out of him, Matt collapsed on the floor while the man collected his
clothes and walked toward the door that open for him.
"Sir, have you finished welcoming the new inmate?" While he handed a robe for the naked man.
"This one was is such a wimp. I don't know what possibly convince them it was worth our time. He is just a boy
to
big for his britches." said while putting the robe on.
"Well, Jack thank you for letting me play with your new buddy. Now get in there you little piece of shit."
And in it walked a little ten year old, nude boy. Although not a small boy, he was without question on the
tiny
side of puberty, the red-head had freckles on his face and shoulders, but he was tan all over his body. Matt
was
still reincorporating himself from the blow, but the kid didn't even gave him a second look, he just climb
over the
top litter and lay there. The custodians then closed the door and let the two boys alone in the cell.