Youth Detained - 2. YD Chapter 2

Kenyon waited for me to keep going and while he was waiting I suddenly realized that I was talking, I had spoken out loud for the first time since entering the detention center, and I placed my hand over my mouth as I was realizing this, which made Kenyon laugh. “Don’t worry, I won’t say anything about you actually talking out loud for the first time, and I didn’t mind the kiss that you gave me either, as I have a mutual interest in boys and girls, so if you have any questions or want to talk, all you have to do is ask me, and I will answer you as honestly as I can”.

Shyly I nodded and blushed a little, before thinking about the reason why I had stopped talking to Kenyon suddenly a few moments ago. I remembered the date and time that the police said the old man was killed, 20^th of October at approximately 8pm. I had just remembered where I was on that day and time, Jimmy, Toddy and Hog had treated me to a belated birthday dinner at McDonalds followed by a movie at the cinemas, we started dinner at 6.45 pm, and the movie started at 7.30 pm, plus I caught the train from home to the city and back again afterwards, with Toddy staying overnight that night.

“What is it Manx? What’s with the mixture of face expressions?” Kenyon asked after a long period of silence, I took a deep breath and I said that I had just remembered a few things, and explained to him that on the night of the murder of the old man I was with friends all night, and if my wallet hasn’t been touched, then all the proof is in the wallet. Kenyon jumped up and gave me a big hug, then stepped back and looked towards the door to make sure no one was watching, “That is good news my friend, I suggest you write a letter to someone to get that evidence to a lawyer, not the police, so that you can get out of here” Kenyon said happily, then his smile dropped when he realized that he would still be stuck inside for another 3 months, till the end of his sentence is completed.

I stood up and gave Kenyon a hug and another kiss on the cheek, “Thank you for looking after me, I really do appreciate it” I said as I saw Kenyon blush before he left saying he had to go and make a phone call before he comes back and shows me around the library. When he returned, Kenyon had a huge smile on his face as he grabbed my hand and pulled me up off the bed, letting go just before leaving the cell, and I followed Kenyon out of the block and over to the Amenities and Education block as it is known.

For the next two hours Kenyon and I worked side by side in the library, and I learnt a lot from Kenyon on how to run a library, every month we have donations delivered, usually soft covered Readers Digest stories, plus a handful of fiction novels and non-fiction books of various subjects. Kenyon showed me how each of the books is catalogued, classified and labelled before being placed on the shelves, he also showed me the list from detainees, that listed the specific type of book they wanted to read, as each detainee was permitted to have three books on load from the library for a period of two weeks, and we started to retrieve the books that were being requested.

As we were nearing lunch time, I noticed on the shelves a stack of law books, and one book that caught my attention was titled – “Uniform Evidence, A clear and concise introduction to the rule of evidence, as they apply to Australian Courts”, I grabbed it and asked Kenyon if I could take it back to my cell, and also asked if it was ok to take some paper and a pen with me for some notes, Kenyon smiled and handed me an A4 note pad and a pencil, and the book he grabbed off me and noted it down as been on loan, before giving it back to me. Once the door had been locked and the keys handed to the guard at the security gate, Kenyon and I made our way back to our pod, where I carefully place the book, note pad and pencil in my bedside cabinet.

Just as I did, the bell rang, signaling lunch time, and the four of us walked to the dining room, to see what awful meal was going to be presented to us today, which was Sheppard’s Pie, and surprisingly it didn’t taste too bad either. After lunch we had education classes to attend to, and the first class was computer studies, which was great as I had so much information that I wanted to write down, and this was a perfect time to do this.

I had been a good typist on keyboards, and I was able to not look at my hands as I documented my exact movements on the day in question, regarding the day of the death of the old man, I thought long and hard as I typed away, and added bits and pieces that came to mind, till I had a very detailed document, which included approximate times of each event, and included references to either train tickets, a dinner receipt, movie ticket and EFTPOS receipt, and the ATM receipt when I made a money withdrawal. All of which was sufficient evidence to prove that I was well away from the time of the crime and could not have possibly been responsible.

With the permission of the teacher, I could print the 4-page document that I had typed up, as well as save the document onto a memory stick, which I was given on loan. I walked out of the first class a very happy boy, feeling sure that I would soon be out of the detention center, and back at home at my grandmother’s place.

At 4 pm, I was glad that our classes were finally over for the day, and I made my way back towards our block, when suddenly the BBB’s stood in my way, and started to push me around between them, by now I was getting very scared and worried, I had not waited for Kenyon to meet me outside my last class, and there was no sign of my other two pod mates, as I was suddenly tripped and ended up hitting the ground hard. Soon I felt the pressure of one boy sitting on my back and twisting my arm behind my back, which was causing great pain, but I refused to say anything, no matter how much more they taunted me.

Suddenly I heard loud and clearly an order by a guard for the BBB’s to release me and to get on the ground, face down, legs apart and hands behind their backs, and as I was released and no longer a piece of sitting furniture, I began to cry softly, relieved that I was now safe from those bullies. As they were handcuffed and ordered to stand and led away, I heard one of the guards say that this had earned them a transfer to another block, and this was indeed a great piece of news, as I would no longer have to see them every day, and fear for my life from their intimidation.

Kenyon found me still sitting on the ground fighting back tears, and he gave me a hug and apologized for not being here to protect me from the bullies, I smiled and nodded, before getting up off the ground and making our way back to the pod, still clutching onto the papers that I had printed off earlier in the afternoon.

Once back in the pod, I took the papers that I printed and placed them inside the A4 notepad, before placing it back in the cabinet, then took some time to relax by just laying on my bed and staring at the ceiling, until I remembered the law book, which I retrieved and began to read. After a few minutes, I went to the cabinet to get the notepad and pencil and started to take some notes, recording pages that I would possibly need to refer to at a later date, and time seemed to race by, as Kenyon came to my cell door and announced that it was time for dinner, and reluctantly I put the notepad, book and pencil away.

I wasn’t really that hungry as I had eaten a fair bit at lunch time so I elected to just have fruit juice and an apple for dinner, and I waited for the others to finish before we walked back to our block and pod.

This evening we were allocated shower time a lot earlier than yesterday, and so I grabbed my towel and walked to the shower room with Kenyon, Matthews and Anderson, this time I didn’t hesitate to strip naked and walk to the shower, but this time I was a bit shocked to see that all three of my pod mates were sporting very hard woods, and I didn’t know where to look, and just looked downwards as I took the final few steps to my shower cubical, and turned on the water.

Meanwhile my three pod mates all had big grins on their face, and I had no idea what they were thinking as I put my head under the water to get totally soaked with nice hot water. When I pulled my head away and cleared the water out of my eyes, I could not see Matthews in his shower cubical, until I got closer to the wall and looked over, where I was really shocked to see Mathews sitting on the floor and Kenyon kneeling in front of him, giving Matthews a blowjob.

I looked the other way towards Anderson, who I could guess from the motion of his arm and the look on his face, that he was giving himself some pleasure, and it was then that I realized that I too was sporting a hard wood, and I silently groaned in annoyance, then after a moment of not sure what to do, I sighed and walked around into Anderson’s shower, where we jerked each other off.

It was a new experience for me and I was not sure about it at first, but soon realized that having someone else jerking off my hard boner and me jerking off his was very pleasurable, and after a few minutes we both spread our juices all over each other and the cubicle. Once rinsed off, Anderson went to watch Kenyon and Matthews, and when I went to see also I was surprised to see that they were no longer having a blowjob, but now Kenyon had his huge tackle inside Matthews butt.

This was the first time I had seen this in real life and up close too, and it didn’t take long for my dick to get rock hard again, and to my surprise Anderson stood close in front of me and bent over forwards, so that my dick was almost lined up and just an inch away from his butt, he also had the bar of soap in his hand which he passed to me after soaping up his butt, and he took a slight step back so his butt was now touching the tip of my dick.

I was not sure about this but thought I might as well give it a go, and slowly leaned forward, and quite surprisingly my dick slide into his but very easily. The feeling was incredible, I didn’t know how to describe it, and once I had balls rubbing against his butt, I pulled out a little bit before pushing all the way back in again, until I soon has a steady rhythm going, I couldn’t believe it, I was actually fucking a guy and I was enjoying it.

Once we had finished our showers, all of us with very happy looks on our faces, we returned to our pod, where we were locked in for the night, and I joined the others in the lounge to watch some television, which wasn’t for long as I soon found I was getting very tired, after such an emotional and unusual day, so I said good night to my pod mates and went to my cell, closing the door and going straight to bed.

When I woke up the next morning, I felt very refreshed and happy, and when I suddenly realized that someone else was in the cell, I looked up from beneath my blanket, shocked to find the guard that I had been warned about, starting to run his hand up and down my body, occasionally groping my backside.

I was panicking and in shock at what was happening to me, and didn’t know what to do, I was glad that I was laying on my stomach, as I didn’t want him to be feeling my balls and dick, and I just remained still as the guard continued to feel me up, thankfully Kenyon walked in unannounced saying good morning and stopping mid-sentence when he saw the guard sitting on the edge of my bed and his hand on my butt, Kenyon walked out the door and hit the big red button situated high up on the wall, which is a panic button, meant for emergencies only.

The sound of a siren was very loud and over the PA system there was an announcement – “Duress alarm, Block D, Pod 11, all available guards to this location”, the sound of the duress alarm made the guard jump off the bed and race out of the cell, and just as he grabbed Kenyon by the throat and slammed him against the wall, another guard entered the pod, witnessing the assault, and grabbing his baton, he slammed it into the back of the knees of his colleague, forcing the guard to release the grip of Kenyon and drop to the floor in pain.

Matthews and Anderson had been sitting on the lounge when all of this happened, unaware that the guard had sneaked into the pod and into my cell just moments before they entered the pod lounge, and they witnessed the guard grabbing Kenyon by the throat and the other guard using his baton to make him release his grip on the boy.

Meanwhile I was out of bed and quickly getting dressed, and stepped out of my cell in time to see the guard, who had come into my cell, fall to the ground, by now there were another three more guards who had entered the pod just in time to see the guard falling to the floor. Kenyon was gasping for breath as he slid down the wall till he was sitting on the floor, taking as big as gasps of air as he could, coughing occasionally as his throat was getting very sore.

The second guard had removed the first guard’s baton from his belt and stood guard over him as he scanned the room to see where all the prisoners where located, and he stood at attention as soon as a lady in a business suit entered the room, demanding to know what was happening.

The second guard stated to the lady that on entering the pod lounge, he witnessed the first guard grabbing Prisoner Kenyon by the throat and slamming him against the wall, and not letting go, he said that at that point he pulled out his baton and hit the first guard on the back of the knees to make him release the prisoner, whose face was changing color from lack of oxygen, once the prisoner was free of his grasp and on the floor he removed the guards baton and waited for backup, which was only about 2 seconds.

The lady looked at the second guard and then down at Kenyon, who was breathing a little easier now, but a big red mark was showing on his neck where he had been grabbed, she then asked who was responsible to triggering the distress alarm, and Kenyon put his hand up to indicate that it was him, as he tried to speak but nothing came out.

I went into my cell and grabbed my pad and pencil, and returned to the lounge and gave it to Kenyon, so he could write what he wanted to say, “Governor, I apologize for triggering the alarm, but the guard was in prisoner Silverton’s cell, feeling him up, and I did not want to get into trouble for making contact with the guard, so the next best thing I could think of was the alarm.

After I had triggered it the guard came out and grabbed me by the throat and pushed me against the wall, about the same time as the second guard entered the room”, Kenyon wrote, handing me the pad and I passed it onto the 2^nd guard, who glanced at it quickly before he passed it to the governor.

After she had read the note, she carefully tore the page out of the pad, folded it and placed it into her pocket, she dropped the pad onto the coffee table and ordered the 2^nd guard to escort Kenyon to the medical bay to be checked by the nurse, turning to two other guards, she ordered them to take the 1^st guard directly to her office, and then return to work, once all the guards and Kenyon had left, the governor placed the pencil she still had in her hand onto the note pad, she took a good look around the pod lounge room, before leaving the pod to return to her office.

As soon as she had left, Matthews and Anderson jumped up off the lounge and gave me a group hug, before we all sat down and just said nothing for a while, I guess still in shock with what had just happened.