There were the friendly greetings and the usual kisses and handshakes routine. The usual flirtations. The first part of the evening was like a dozen o...her the four of us had had together. Our wives talked of their things and we, the men, talked about football and the funny things our wives do.Dinner was every bit as good as Lizbeth had planned it to be. The talk was the usual banter that went on between us and Joan and Michael; talk about movies and plays seen or to be, plays we could like to. I've been regarded as good looking by most people. I've had my share of girls, sure, sex, love, whatever. But never before prison had I even thought of getting fucked or being fucked by a man. It . . . Was somehow too strange. So, naturally, when I was thrown in my prison cell, that wasn't what I was thinking about. I was more planning a way out, hardly noticing the big, husky male sitting on the bed, looking at me. After about an hour, I sat down on the cot, and turned to see him. I was a bit. Then he had me he down on a small bench while he sucked me to an immature climax. When he was finished, he removed his swimming suit and stood in front of me, legs slightly apart (I was now sitting on the bench).Taking hold of my hand, he directed it to his cock and had me ?feel? him until he became stiff. Then he made me suck him until he shot his load into my mouth. When he came, he held my head to prevent my pulling away, and I was forced to swallow most of his cum.I kept this incident to. This time the older woman was fucking my wife while the younger one was lapping at her cunt. I watched them for a moment then turned my attention back to the dog who had started to whine a little because i had stopped sucking him. It was then I got a life changing thought. I moved out from under the dog and turned around, pushing my ass up in the air while my head rested on my arms. The dog knew exactly what to do and he mounted me quickly. Now I had never, until then, had anything up my ass.