Fifteen year old, Billy Broome was starting his first day at “Feltham institutional prison.”

The Judge at the high court had been stern and harsh, condemning young Billy to five years of gruelling torment in the young offender’s prison.

 

Billy was a timid child, nothing more than an innocent little boy, tormented by the lack of acceptance; and bullying which he was subjected too.

 

His built up anguish, had driven him to fight back against the harrowing school bullies. Through out his life he had suffered; his feeble body and mental state were declining. He even attempted suicide, landing himself in hospital for three days. Some weeks later, an unfortunate incident occurred in school, which determined Billy’s fate.

 

A rather brutish boy of fifteen; Nathan Rump, was tormenting Billy in the classroom. Now Nathan Rump was a typical teenage boy. He flexed the muscles, fucked the bitches and bossed the school. The two boys had been undergoing conflict for some years now, so Billy had become accustom to the bullying, although this time was an exception.

 

The class were huddled round the front desk, in the classroom, whilst a demonstration of “chemical reactions” was being taught. Billy was trying to concentrate; as well as being feeble he was desperately falling behind in his studies, so the lesson was his primary focus.

 

Nathan Rump, being the bully he was, stood directly behind Billy. Pinching and pulling at the poor boy, trying to distract him at every possible instance. Nathan pursued in tormenting the boy, and he decided to go the extra length. Pulling out a packet of pins from his pocket, he retrieved one and cruelly inserted one into Billy’s ass.

 

The pain of the pin, shot right through Billy. Shock with an element of humiliation mixed within his tender body. He knew who it was, and acting on impulse, he reached to the table and grabbed a long, metal Bunsen burner.

 

Swinging back, he throttled Nathan with all his might. Raining down on Nathan’s head, oblivious to the damage he was doing to the boy’s scull.  It was only after twenty seconds that the students managed to retrieve the Bunsen burner from Billy, and to avoid any more damage to Nathan’s scull, and brain. But it was too late!

 

Nathan was beyond help, blood trickled from his left ear, one of the early signs of premature death. Billy stood there in shock, not realising the severity of the situation. Three hours later Nathan died in hospital, doctors unable to replenish the blood which he had lost during the ordeal. Various CT scans revealed severe brain damage. The school was in mourning, Nathan’s parents were distraught, and Billy was going to prison!

 

As Judge Ray Walkens, read out the prison terms, Billy wept like a little girl, on her first day of school. Billy’s family did not appear at the tribunal, they were too ashamed. Only Nathan’s family and friends were there, each of them shouting obscenely at Billy as he stood in the dock.

One of the prison guards grabbed Billy by the shoulders, and only then did it dawn on him that he was going to prison. Were all the stories true he thought?

 

As he was being led away to the police security van, various relatives of Nathan spat at Billy. His face covered in the slimy, green mucous.

 

As they approached the van, one of the prison guards began talking to Billy

 

“You will have an excellent stay at Feltham boy; the place needs more boys like yourself. There are some very troubled, mentally sick boys in there, I’m sure you’ll get on just fine”.

 

Billy gulped, and began shaking, with fear. The two guards laughed as they led him into the van and handcuffed him.

 

Upon arriving at the prison, Billy noticed how much security was in place. Ten foot high walls, encased with thick barbed wire circled the vicinity.

 

As the van came to a standstill, Billy’s heart sank. Various other inmates were also being introduced to there first day in prison. The doors of the van swung open, and upon exciting the vehicle a hoard of angry, merciless teenagers were standing behind a fence. Initiation day, was a happy time for some of the inmates, well the ones who could use there physical ability to abuse the boys.

 

Of course only a few of the new inmates would be targeted for bullying, some of them were hardened criminals, except for Billy and a few others.

 

Top dog, Tommy Driscal, beat his fists into the fence, as the bait walked off the bus. Each boy was shackled, at the ankles and wrists. Tommy caught a glimpse of a young fair haired boy, his name was Jack Saunders, and was serving a six month sentence for anti social behaviour. He was stocky boy, moderately built, but nothing compared to some of the boys in Feltham.

 

Tommy began shouting, directing his words at Jack.

 

“Yeah, take a look at that ass; you’re mine boy, your pussy boy ass is mine now”

 

Jack kept his head down, not daring for one second to lift it and make eye contact with Tommy. Billy walked too, but luckily did not suffer any abuse, although he was the cutest boy of them all, he was partly covered and went unnoticed. The boys were led into a set of large iron doors. Now they would be strip searched, and issued with clothing. Many boys’ would try and smuggle in drugs and paraphernalia, and the prison took a strict stance on these issues. So it was mandatory that they were searched regardless of age.

 

 

 

 

 

The boys were told to line up, hands by side looking straight forward. Then the guards released there shackles; and each boy stood in silence, not daring to move. Various guards wielded batons, tapping them lightly across the palm of their hands. This was a stern sign that the guards at Feltham were not to be messed with. A large, well built man approached the boys; he wore tight army shorts, and a black tank top. An obvious bulge could be seen beneath his pants, but this was the least of the boy’s worries for now. He began speaking.

 

“Hello and welcome to Feltham institutional prison, you are all here for various reasons, and let me assure you we are here to fully rehabilitate you. Throughout your stay you will follow strict rules and regulations. Here at Feltham we strive for top achievers and a basic regime of schooling, sports and a basic healthy diet will be your life for the remainder of your stay. We will go through other proceedings later, but for now you will be issued with your uniform, and which cell block you will be assigned too. So with out further a do I would like to get this over with as quickly as possible, any boy wishing not to comply will be severely punished. Do I make myself clear?”

 

“Yes Sir.” Each boy said.

 

Billy was scared out of his wits, and so were a few of the others.

 

“Now strip” screamed the prison guard.

 

Each boy peered at each other nervously; hands shaking, sweat mounting up on there faces. The prison guards looked furious; a deep shade of red was appearing on Mr. Riding’s face.

 

“Now I won’t instruct you again, strip you useless fucks.” Screamed Riding

 

Within seconds each boy had removed there clothing, each boy placing there items on the floor. Teenage cocks of all sizes bobbed and swayed in the cold room, the prison guards getting a good eyeful as well, Billy was terribly embarrassed. His small cock and balls were shrivelling up due to the cold, he wished he could cover his privates, but had been instructed not to.

 

“Now you will all assume a squat position on the ground, asses high face to the floor.”

 

What was this Billy thought, the realization of prison life was just setting in. He and the others assumed the position as instructed.

 

 

 

 

Within ten second, ten fresh, naked teenage asses were squatting on the floor. Each guard felt a lurch in is pants, such an excellent sight to see. A rather stocky guard approached Billy from behind, as did the other guards with the rest of the boys.

 

“Now this is a routine check boys, that must be carried out due to state laws, once we have finished you will be issued with clothing and assigned to your cell.”

 

The guard behind Billy began speaking.

 

“Now after the count of three boy I want you to cough as many times as you can, in case you are hiding anything up your ass.”

 

Billy gulped, but when the guard grabbed hold of his balls and cock, he really got scared. Then within seconds the room was filled by the humiliating noises of boys coughing and wheezing. The guard let go of Billy’s balls, there was no indication that he was hiding any thing.

 

Chapter 2