South American Jail

Back packing through South America with a friend, I was accused of selling cannabis.
After my arrest and a very brief court hearing, I was told I was going to have to stay at least a few days in jail until a full enquiry could be completed. If I was convicted after that, I'd be going to prison.
I had been smoking weed, but I only had a small amount on me when I was arrested. It was in my favour, but the guy who accused me of selling him cannabis, was himself selling it.
Within a few hours of being in the jail, I knew I was in trouble.
There were a couple of Europeans in there, but the vast majority were South Americans. I was twenty two, young looking and pretty much on my own.
One of the Europeans, a dutch guy, said to me, if I didn't tag on to him, and have him fuck me, I'd be 'Open' to them all.
Ignoring him at first, I was later cornered by two big guys. It was obvious even though we didn't speak each others language, what they had in mind. And there was no way, if they wanted me, I was going to be able to stop them.
Hearing a loud voice, they turned to see the dutch man walking towards them. He said something to them in their language and they immediately walked away.
He said to me "Now you show them you're mine".
In his space (There wasn't any cells as such, but he did have a small room with a blanket as a door). He told the young naked South American lad to leave, then told me to strip.
He removed his shorts and t shirt and I saw his muscular scarred body. Opening the blanket, he pushed me down and told me to suck him.
His cock was huge, and I resisted at first. Looking down at me, he said these exact words "Suck it, and then have me fuck you, or that lot will fuck you".
I turned to see at least ten guys watching from beyond the blanket. Realisation dawned on me and I sucked in my first ever cock.
Surprisingly I found after getting used to it, not only was I good at it, but also I kind of enjoyed giving him pleasure.
The blow job didn't last long though. Making me kneel up facing the entrance, I saw the other guys watching intently. Some were openly wanking, while others stood stoney faced.
Using something I didn't know what at the time, to smear my arsehole with, I felt him put his cock to my arsehole. I didn't stop looking at the men as he slid his cock deep inside me.
As soon as he penetrated me all but one guy walked away.
My Dutch man began to thrust into me and the pain hit.
He said something to the guy watching, but he just stood there with a stupid grin on his face.
Fucking me and telling me I was going to his 'boy' I gritted my teeth and tried to relax as he was asking me to.
I can't remember now how long he'd been fucking me, but id had my head down for a minute or so.
In seconds the pain went and I began to feel pleasure up my arse. Looking up, I saw the guy was gone and the Dutch man increased his thrusts.
My cock was pulsating so hard with each thrust, and eventually my cock erupted. He said something in Dutch and moments later I felt his cock flood my bowels with his cum.
We sat on his bed, but my sex lesson wasn't over. Pushing my head down, he told me I was to always lick and suck his cock and balls clean afterwards.
Later that evening he walked me through the jail. No one bothered him or me, and I knew then he wasn't someone you messed with.
In the corner of another area, I saw the guy who stayed to watch. He didn't look good with blood all over his swollen face.
My Dutch man told me, he'd disrespected him and his 'Capos', so his own 'crew' had taught him a lesson.
Across the yard and in full view, two of the guys who were wanking whilst watching me earlier, were sucking cock and being fucked. There were at least half a dozen guys with hard ons, waiting their turn.
Over the next few days I learned two fundamental things. Firstly my real court date wouldn't be for over a month. And secondly every time my Dutch man fucked me, which was pretty much twice a day, I began to love it and his cock more and more.
After a fortnight a guy did try to force me to suck his cock. An officer, which you rarely saw inside the internal part of the jail, saw us and mentioned I was the Dutch man's. He told the guard something in Spanish, and forced me to suck his dick for a few seconds before I broke away.
I didn't say anything to my lover, only because I didn't want any possible reason to lose my protection.
The guy I later learned, was carried out of the jail extremely unwell.
I spent precisely five weeks in there. Then as if nothing had happened, I was being released. All charges against me dropped.
Before I left, the Dutch man and I had one last hour long suck and fuck session. It was such a wonderful fuck, I actually came twice before he filled my fuckhole with his seed.
I learned my parents had 'paid' for my 'error'. And within hours I was on a plane to Miami, then home. My friend had been home for four weeks and had worked with my parents to get me out.
I repaid him three weeks later after tests, by relating my personal experiences in the jail, and finally letting him fuck me, down by our local river.
I'd known before we even decided on a back packing trip he was secretly into guys, and fancied me. But I was straight, then.
Nine months after our fuck down on the river Bank, I got a letter through the post. It had an Amsterdam post mark on it.
I met Lucas at Schiphol Airport too weeks later. After some sight seeing around Amsterdam, we drove to his beautiful apartment and I spent the most wonderful of nights getting to know him sexually in a totally different way.
The sex was far more sensual and for the first time we kissed, with Lucas finally sucking me off too.
It wasn't good for him to be seen as equal to me in jail. So he played his part and kept himself and me safe.
In his apartment I learned just how amazing he is as a lover.
My life changed completely around in jail. And only because of one wonderful man, did I survive in one piece.
He's still very much in my life, although I only see him occasionally. Covid has meant a year without seeing him, but once this is all over, I'm going to be visiting him in Holland.
I could easily have gone into far more detail about my jail time, and the things I saw and learned. But maybe this isn't the right forum for those events. Possibly I might relate another time,n about my Dutch man fucking me in front of the jails head warder. That was one very erotic evening.