“That’s good, just kneel down and lay your head on the seat there,” the guard said. Chris knelt before the toilet, placed his hands on either side of the seat, and rested his forehead on the back of the seat. “Just like that, good boy. Do you smell that? Looks like i forgot to flush. Well, I’ve smelled yours, so you can smell mine for a while.” Chris noticed the dark yellow of the water, and smelled the sharp odor of the guard’s urine. It made him light-headed, and made his penis ache even more. “Now, show me that butt, boy.”
“Nnnnn, nnnnnn,” Chris’ whimpers faded to little moans, and his breath quickened. The guard knelt behind Chris, Spread Chris’ butt cheeks with his hands, and spat on Chris’ anus.
“Here’s what you’ve been waiting for, boy.” The guard rubbed the tip of his penis against Chris’ anus, spreading the spit. He placed his hands on Chris’ hips, and pushed the head of his penis into Chris’ anus. Chris squirmed. “Hold still, boy, don’t make it hurt more than it has to.” The guard pushed his penis slowly deeper, until his balls were resting against Chris’ butt. Chris whimpered as the guard slowly pulled his penis out, then pushed it back in. Each time it hit bottom, Chris let out a weak little moan.
The guard’s thrusts quickened and became rougher, his hands pulling Chris back into his penis forcefully. He moaned as he buried his dick as deep as it would go, pushing Chris’ head into the toilet as he pumped his hot, sticky cum into Chris’ butt. He held Chris there for a moment, then pulled him up and wrapped his arms around him, his penis still throbbing deep inside Chris. “Aahh, that’s my boy.” Chris couldn’t speak, he just whimpered. The cold toilet water ran down his face, and he licked it off of his lips.
The guard released him from the bear hug, and said “I know you can’t wait another month for our special time, Chris. Get dressed, I’m taking you home now.”
“Y-yes, sir,” Chris said. “You can drop me off at my bus stop, my parents will never know.”
“No, Chris, I’m taking you HOME, with ME,” The guard said. “You’re MY boy now, Chris, and I want to take good care of you. Give you everything you want. We both know what you want, don’t we, Chris?”
“Yes, sir,” Chris said. His head was full of fog, and he felt very tired. “Can I take a nap soon?”
“Yes, Chris, You can sleep all you want. In my bed,” the guard said as he pulled his pants up and buckled his belt. “Let’s go.” He walked over to the door as Chris was fumbling with his own belt. “Just hold them for now, you won’t be wearing them very long.”
“Oh, good, they don’t fit me anyway,” Chris said. He walked to the door, and the guard led him into the parking lot, his hand gripping Chris’ shoulder.