We learned of a serious infraction during a routine bag search. It was two of the new guys. Tweedle-dee and tweedle-dumb here thought they could pull one over on us. But the thing is, we’ve seen it all before. All manner of deception and mendacity will be found out in this House. The item in question was hidden at the bottom of a gym bad, underneath some unwashed socks. Our first clue was that these guys don’t look like no gym rats. Guess what it was? I’ll give you a hint, it wasn’t Gatorade. Having come in via court order at roughly the same time, these no good delinquents got to room together, and I suppose that they spent some of their initial time together conspiring to pull the wool over our eyes. You see, one guy is trying to get straight, and the other is too far gone. They both have girlfriends who helped drop them off, and somehow one of them is still using. The one who isn’t decided to donate to the cause.
Thus, they both keep passing their tests – and I’m not talking about algebra. It was too damn obvious, though, that something was up, so we confronted both of them together. After some roughing up, they ended up confessing. To tell you the truth, it gladdened my heart. And even better, I was eager to get in the little one’s hole. Now that we had proof of a very serious violation, I knew that we could pretty much get away with whatever we wanted. I tested out both of their cock sucking skills, and it wasn’t long before I decided that my instincts were correct. The short skinny one is a natural at giving some good dome. Maybe he was just so damn artificially relaxed? Who knows. What I do know is that this little bitch is gonna be down on my cock every chance I get going forward.
When it came time to crack his hole open, his buddy was still sporting a hard on. The emo has a girlfriend and all, but I always thought he might be a closet shit-stabber. I’ll be damned if these two fuckwads aren’t gonna try to be boyfriends after this. Not every day your roomie nuts all over you and then you lick his cock clean while you’re getting porked. At least, if they enjoyed any of it even a teensy bit, they’ll have something to do other than play video games after lights out. We think they learned their lesson, but time will tell. At least I have a project to work one – the dude’s boy cunt is tighter than clam’s ass at high tide. It’ll take several more rounds before it’s just the way I want it at BOYS HALFWAY HOUSE.
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