Orgies Are Fun (Short & Sweet 3, Book 4)

By Dick Powers

Christmas in prison! Zane Richards is on the run from a secret admirer with a huge manhood big enough to crush his will and more. However, things come to a head when he is summoned by the most powerful man in the entire prison – The Man – for a session he will never forget. Can he really handle the stretch of the biggest present he's ever had?

Contains an additional story for your enjoyment.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lunatic Ink Publishing
• Release date: Nov 6, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310676857

Dick Powers

Dick Powers writes gay erotic fiction. He writes heterosexual erotica under Sophie Sin.

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Orgies Are Fun

Short & Sweet 3 Book 4

Dick Powers

Copyright 2014 Lunatic Ink Publishing

More Dick Powers at his book list. He also writes male-female erotica under the pen name Sophie Sin.

All characters consent and are over 18yrs.

GUT BUSTING HELL

Santa don't know where this is. If that fat, bald, plus sized dude knew where we were he wouldn't come. No one WANTS to come here – everyone is just sent. The kinda sent that you don't wanna ever hear about in your meager little life of crime.

CRIME! Man, did I not know what was coming. I shoulda seen it, you know. America is all about prisons like this: Hell's on earth and a damn horrible place to be around Christmas. Still, ain't everything being that bad around this time. There's all kinds of interesting stuff going on. Take that guy over there.

You see him? That tall, skinny guy with the green eyes and the silly haircut. Too pretty for a place like this that guy is. He gets that this Christmas ain't going to be pretty. Pity for him, eh? I've got my eyes on that one. When the opportunity strikes, we'll see if he doesn't want to make some quick cash for my satisfaction.

We'll see. Soon.

- Introduction by The Man.

A MEMORABLE DAY

Zane Richards walks the yard. His eyes, a steel blue-green but more on the green side, survey the hell that has been his home for over a year now.

Yo! You wanna get some pretty boy? someone with a rough accent yells from among the crowd of men pumping heavy iron over in the weight training area.

He doesn't reply.

Around him it is Violence Central. In the dark, little alley between Block A and B, someone is being beaten. The smell of blood – metallic and cold – tingles the air like little drops of cologne sprayed haphazardly over the body of wet, flesh that is