Over 45 years ago, before computers, I was on my way to my apartment when I was pulled over for speeding. Because I shared the same name and age range of a man who had just violated his parole I was presumed to be that criminal. Between 8:15pm and 7:00am the next morning I was arrested, taken before a magistrate judge who ordered me returned to a state prison some 70 miles away. I was denied a phone call because I was presumed to be the man with the same last name and age range, and had no rights due to the parole violation. 3 days of missing classes, a part time job and not contacting my friends, they contacted my parents who lived 2 hours away. The 4th day a missing person's was issued and my step father's car, which I was driving, was located in a tow lot and registered as, "an arrest tow." The morning of the 5th day I was released from prison into my parents care but the deeds had already occurred.
I was treated badly by the local law enforcement, the magistrate who laughed too when I told her I was not the man with the warrant and never had a ticket much less been arrested.
The prison I was sent to was not the one where the other man had served 6 months, so they had no means to identify me. I was processed, placed in prison clothes given a breakfast of gravy, a slice of bread and some coffee and taken to a cell. Within an hour after being slapped around and punched repeatedly I had given my first blow job and was made to swallow. That night when it was lights out I had to suck some more and lost me cherry ass to a mean, sadistic man who was serving 30 for attempted murder.
The next morning I was awakened to service his cock before breakfast and that night got fucked again. This time one of the guards came by and stood outside the cell with his hard cock through the bars as I was forced to service him in return for favors - not for me I might add. The next day I was forced to kneel in the showers and service 7 different men for favors for my cell mate. During my unscheduled vacation (as I called it) I sucked 11 different inmates, 2 security guards and was fucked by 2 inmates, 1 security guard and tag teamed by 2.
Late morning on the 5th day several guards and the Warden came to my cell and told me to step out of the cell. I had lost hope by this time and was expecting more of the same but was told my parents were in transit to pick me up and they apologized for the mistaken identity. I looked at my cell mate and, in the presence of the Warden, told him, "you, your buddies and 2 guards have repeatedly r**ed me and I will not forget it."
Such as I experienced in those days were kept quiet for the sake of the victims and the system. My parents and a couple of close friends are the only ones who knew the dirty details of what happens to me (a young men) in prison. It took some time to get things settled and for me to move on with my life, which I have; my wife knew I had inherited some money but always thought it came from a relative.
It took me another 20+ years to face the truth that, regardless of why it happened, I liked the feeling of a dick in my ass. Violence and aggressive people are turn-off all together - period ! However, a dick on my ass does something to the nerves deep inside me and is the most amazing feeling in the world. Not ever man who has fucked my makes me feel that way, but the ones who work their cocks on my prostrate and inside my ass can cause me to cum without touching myself. There are times I cum while getting fucked and I blow big loads all the way up to my face, and it is always a most satisfying orgasm.


