It's Raining...Huh?

Half the cock hung over his hand, stiffening as the dots of water darted it. "I should make you suck this big motherfucker now. You're lucky Lickies is over there, you little shit." Devin nodded to the guard standing at the entrance to the showers.

"Um, it isn't that big-"

"Bigger than that little mushroom cap of yours-"

"And Lickies doesn't have to be here-" Mark looked over his shoulder, the blazing shower pelting into his back like so many pins, and nodded at Officer Lickies. The guard nodded back and stepped out into the hallway. Mark turned back to Devin and nodded beyond the man's greasy head, "Now there're some dicks-"

Mark caught Devin's twisting body in his arms, the man's goateed jaw dislocated instantly from Donte's giant fist, and slammed him bleeding into the slimy, tiled floor. Scooting Devin's head against the wall with his left shin, he reared back with the other leg and cracked the heel of his right foot into side of the unconscious man's skull. Then kicked again. And again. And again. Until Donte and Delonte grabbed him.

"All right, man, you got him, don't kill him yet," said Delonte, as he grabbed Devin's ankles, twirled the man around onto his back, pushed his legs back until his knees were at his shoulders, then entered his soaped-up cock into the relaxed pink pucker of asshole. "Now, this is how it's done," he laughed, his coal-black buttocks clenching and unclenching as he plunged in and out several times until his body shuddered, his cock buried to the base.

As Delonte pulled out, his cock shrinking, dripping thick strings of cum, Donte fell to his knees, centered his cock between Devin's buttocks and lunged forward. At which Mark's knees hit the floor on each side of the man's head as he crooked his neck up and shoved his dick into the gaping, bloody mouth, pumping furiously, his scrotum stretched tight over the gasping nostrils. The stinging water drops shooting onto his shoulders lessened in their harshness and washed over him like a caress from Danny-

His perineum tightened and he thrusted harder. "I'm coming," he said.

"Me too," said Donte.

"Pump him full of AIDS-"

"You got AIDS?"

"I don't know," Mark shrugged. "I guess-"

Donte pulled out and rolled onto his side, laughing. Delonte jumped on top of him, slapping his back and matching him guffaw for guffaw. Slowly, Mark's snot-filled chortles grew into calm, steady breaths and a widening smile as he watched Devin's chest heave slower and slower until it stopped. He pulled his dick from his mouth and stood up. Then aimed the shower head directly at Devin's shrunken, useless cock and wound the hot water knob until steam filled the room and no one could see the pink water curling down the lone drain in the center of the floor.