Intercourse in a Drunk Tank: A Descent into Dark Desires Drunk Tank By JIMMY Drunk tanks are pretty much the same, a bench or two bolted to the wall, a pisser, and that’s about it. The cops use them to hold you for a few hours, till you sober up. I had picked up for public intoxication, and had about another two hours to go. Then I could pay a fine and walk out. The bench was too small to stretch out on, snores, and the echo of steel doors slamming wouldn’t have allowed much sleep anyway. I was sitting in boredom, reading the scratching on the wall, when the door opened. A drunk kid was pushed and kind of fell into the tank. Yeah, this was more like it! I checked the kid out, not even trying to bother hiding my leer. He didn’t sense my stare. He looked around for a second then staggered over to the bench, sitting as far as he could from me. He had ample padding on his butt to protect him from the hard wooden bench, but wasn’t nothing gonna protect him from my hard 7 inches! I’d done it before, and I was going to do it now! This kid didn’t have a say in the matter. He was too cute not to fuck, he was just like I like em. About 5’6”, somewhere around 140 pounds, brown hair, cute face, and some hot lips. He was a hot little compact boy toy just right for some good old fashioned jail house fucking! I didn’t have time to waste since I’d be getting out in a couple of hours. Wasn’t time for game playing, just time to do the fuck nasty! I scooted down, closing the couple feet of bench that separated us. I laid my hand on his thigh and smiled at him. He snarled, “Get the fuck away from me!” He jumped up and moved away quick. Course I followed just as quick, right on his tail so to speak. “We’re gonna fuck,” I informed him. “Naw, man,” he retorted, “We’re gonna fight!” He meant it to, I caught the punches he was throwing and at the same time managed to start tearing off his clothes. He was getting frustrated and was mad as hell by the time I had him stripped butt naked. …but everything was about to change
