My name's Dan, I'm forty seven and have been in and out of prison most of my life. As a young man I hated puffs, queers, faggots, call them what you will. I just couldn't get my head around a man wanting to stick his dick up another mans bum. When if he was so inclined for sex, he could fuck a pretty woman's juicy pussy. And with my physique and cock size, I had more than my fair share of young c**t to fuck.

But my chosen profession got me sent down at the age of twenty two for my first real bird. It was a two year stretch and I soon found out men, mostly hard supposedly straight men, fucked other inmates inside prison. It turned my stomach and I often found myself at odds with some of the toughest men inside. Fighting inside got my term extended to another year, and it brought me some really hard times.

Into my thirties and I got yet another prison sentence, this time five years. I'd been in and out so often by then, I saw it as an occupational hazard. But still the thought of fucking a guys arsehole repulsed me. That was until my second year in nick. I got me a new baby faced cell mate. One who after only a week caught or should I watched me wanking. I masturbated a lot, sometimes twice a day as my libido was and still is extremely high. He was nineteen at the time, but looked much younger and I'd gotten myself almost to orgasm when I saw him watching me. The look he gave me was one of pure lust and I decided instead of kicking his head in, to let him carry on watching me. With his eyes firmly held on my cock, I came the like of which I'd never cum before. And so it went on for a couple of weeks. I'd toss myself off with him watching, as he wanked his own cock and it began to turn me on immensely. Then one evening just after lights out, I became unbelievably horny as I stroked my cock. Telling him to get up from his bunk and watch me, I gripped the back of his neck and forced him to take my cock into his mouth. He didn't try to pull back or protest, and it was obvious after only a few thrusts of my cock into his mouth, my cock wasn't the first to enter his facial fuck hole. Lying on my side I face fucked him until I came hard into his mouth, still making him suck on my dick. He swallowed the lot, sat on his bunk and I heard him orgasm as he tossed himself off.

The following night we did the same, but I dropped down to his bunk and lay on top of him, fucking his mouth until once again I came making him swallow my seed. Only when he began to wank I helped him a little tossing off his cock until it pumped out his semen all over my hand. I fed him his own cum from my hand and returned to my bunk to sleep. It became a nightly thing for us, but soon I was taking his cock sucking twice a day, as I couldn't get enough of his wondrful mouth.

When it first happened, he'd been licking on my balls and occasionally licking along to my arsehole. I was ultra turned on and it just happened. Spinning him around onto his bunk, I pulled his cheeks apart and buried my cock up his arse in one long hard thrust. I;m not sure even now where it came from, but I didn't stop fucking him even when I came, until I came for a second time up his bum hole. By then he'd cum all over his blanket beneath him and was whispering for me to fuck him as heard as I wanted.

Two months of near non stop sex with him, had it's toll on me and I found myself becoming repulsed again. I'm at a loss to understand why, but one afternoon with my cock buried deep up his arsehole, I found myself hitting him. It wasall over and once again I became a puff hating man, But I had to reconcile the fact, for nearly three months I'd had oral and anal sex with a guy. I was sent down to solitary for a while for beating him up. Then back up on the wing I was summoned to one of the "top boys" cells. He wanted to know if I'd take a young guy under my wing, someone who his family knew. I knew through prison life he couldn't do it, so I took young Gary under my protection. I had by then only a few month of my sentence left, and I had to keep my nose clean. Gary became a very welcome sexual distraction and someone to this day I still fuck. It was soon apparent he was willing to satisfy my sexual urges with his rear hole and to his credit, he never once blabbed about us fucking. If his ward ("Top boy") had found out I was fucking him, I'd have suffered. We fucked every day. In the class rooms, at the back of the kitchens where I got him a job, and obviously in my cell where I fucked the living daylights out of his arsehole time and again. Unlike the movies, we didn't fuck in the showers, as there was always too many cons in there. On the day of my release, I fucked Gary only minutes before they came to get me. My cum would have still been leaking out of his arsehole when I stepped through the gates.

On the outside, I went woman crazy for a while. Fucking as many as one or two women (Sluts) a day. But I was never fully satified with them. Only when Gary got out and visited me, did I realise it was his arsehole and cock I needed to completely make me happy. He stayed with me for over a year and in that time we grew together as a partnership, and not only sexually. Prison again, and it was the end for while of Gary and myself.

And so my life traveled through it's phases. And to this day I still enjoy and prefer a young mans arsehole over a woman's pussy. I still every now and then fuck women, but it's a young mans cute butt hole I like to tongue, to fuck and very occasionally, dependent on my sexual mood, have his young hard cock fucking me. So from a puff hating prison lag, to a man who loves a tight boys bum hole. Oh yeh, and Gary's of course when he's around.