When I was a guard at sex prison.

When I was a guard at sex prison.When I was a guard at sex prison. A true story.One time when working a lot in the late 1990’s. I have a lot of money but I didn’t have a lot of time to go hunting up some sex. So I thought I’d go to this gay prison weekend in eat St Louis Illinois. It was $400 up front. That included everything. Buffet drinks you name it. I got up there early about 3:00 pm on Friday. It was in this big old building off 5th Street in East St Louis. Had to find a good spot to park my car so it was safe. I found a private garage. It cost me 50 bucks for the weekend but my car was safe. East St Louis is such a great place.They weren’t officially open yet but I went on over. Beat on the door.. The door opens wide. A guy says we’re not going yet. Another behind him says. Wait a minute. So I stood there. They kept the door. Somebody said. Come on in. I go in. This guy at a desk says. We’re needing guards. You look just right for one. (6’2 240 at the time). He says we’lll give me my money back. Pay you $50. All the free buffet and drinks but you can’t get drunk on the job. A private separate room. To be a guard. The big thing is you can’t have any sex. Nobody can touch your thing.I said. Uhmmm. Ok. He gives me the keys to my room the night. My $400. An extra $50. And a guy takes me to get my uniform. We go to this back room where they have all the uniforms. And they find some in my güvenilir bahis size. They’re pretty cool. I’d like to kept it. I really like the hat. I try it all on. It fit pretty good. I thought I looked pretty nice.So they take me to see the captain of the guard.I say yes sir Captain.He says in a comical official tone, guard, you’re going to help out my man, Bob, here. He’s going to be doing strip searches. Your job is to make sure nobody gives him no shit. We all laugh.I say my name is Matt and we all do our greetings and shake hands.We went back toward the front of the building to receiving. When people come in. The go through the ticket and greetings. Then other guards bring them to us. They got stripped searched. Their stuff was put in a storage locker. They get a jumpsuit. Then we take them to other guards to be sent to cells. The cool thing is I didn’t have to do any of the paperwork or storage lockers or anything like that. I just held people down if they gave us a problem. There were some hot guys came through there. of course, this was a strip search so I got to see everything.If any of us wanted to see something the others would stop what they were doing so we could look. That was actually part of the routine. The whole point was to make them think they were going to get fucked in prison.of course they would go through the strip search routine and bend over and lift your balls güvenilir bahis siteleri up and all. If somebody didn’t do it I would come over and hold them down on a table. The other guys would pull their pants off. I would stand them up and somebody would pull their shirt off. I would get these guys that thought I was sexy. Lol. There’s a good number of them. Lol maybe that’s because I am sexy. At least for a prison guard.They would be naked. Looking at me. I’ll go over and bend them over the table. Grab them by the back of the head and smash their head into the table. Not too hard. In a real commanding voice. So you think I’m sexy prisoner. You want me to fuck you right here on this table prisoner. I’ll rip your fucking asshole open prisoner.As long as I didn’t touch their cock or they didn’t touch my cock I was okay. Get somebody that was a little nervous and go over and feel up their titties. Mmm boy. Pinch their side a little. Their cheek. Rub their head. Poke their ass cheek. Anything I liked as long as it wasn’t their cock. More of them were disappointed that we didn’t grab their cock then we’re scared.of course it was a strip search so everybody had to open their mouth. That was always great. Oh yeah this one’s sexy. My friend would run his finger through their mouth.While they’re naked. I would go over and grab some guys by the shoulders. Say, I can see it in your eyes. iddaa siteleri Don’t you give my friend here no shit. Of course there was the guys that gave me shit on purpose to get slammed into the table. Or held up against the wall by their throat. When I saw somebody that turned me on. That made it more extreme. If they were scared they were a lot more scared. If they thought I was sexy they were a lot more horny.There was too. There was a lot of guys turned me on.of course if you’ve read my profile then you know I’m in to chubby mature men or old fat guys. However you want to say it.of course a lot of these old pervs that’s why they came there have some young guy slam them against the wall.They see me come over and they get hard as a rock. They wanted to be man handled so bad. When they see me get turned on by them. Their eyes would get big. So I gave them what they wanted so I slam them against the table or a wall. Hold them there by their throat.Come Saturday afternoon most of them inprocessing was done. So I just walked around the prison messing with whoever I wanted to.What the fuck you think you’re doing prisoner?Ask one of the other guards.Do you mind take a little walk down there while I deal with this prisoner?Just whatever shit I could come up with.I got to eat all the buffets. I didn’t drink that much anyway. It was kind of a good thing that I wasn’t able to have sex with everybody. I just had this feeling there was a lot of diseases going around if I had. Then o had my own private room to go to at night and crash. So I went down to the bars just down the street and picked me up a guy.It was a great fucking weekend lol