a stud is cut thru force in prison
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Prison Infirmary Texas prisons were very rough in the 1970's and I found myself sentenced to 2 years in one. My family had some connections, and even though they weren't able to get me out of trouble after going thru the diagnostics center I was sent to a unit that held 17 to 21 year olds and assigned to work in the units imfirmary. I was 18 at the time, but had some medical experience as my father was a doctor. I lived with another inmate in the infirmary itself. We shared what was intended to be a hospital cell. I quickly got skilled in stitiching up other inmates who were involved in fights or brutalized by the guards. The other inmate I lived with was actually trained in medicine. A real doctor visited the unit once a week and would sign off on prescriptions my cell mate, Will, had already issued. Will doled out medical treatment to inmates that had money. I mainly cleaned the infirmary, and did bandaging or stitches. The cleaning was hard work actually but better then being in the fields with the majority of the units population. The guards at night would often use one of the infirmarys cells to beat up an inmate who had cuased them trouble or whom they disliked. When a beating was going on, Will would turn up the color tv our status in the prison allowed in the cell. After the beating, the inamte would usualy be taken to the lower level to a solitary confinement cell. I would clean up the area the inmate had been beaten in. This was all before the big prison reform in the 1980's. Medical care was poor, if any was even given. Most of the guards were brutal red necks. One night that stays in my mind was when a guard doing a head count came upon one inmate raping an other. Prison rapes were a frequent thing, but the guard doing the counting was offended by the sight. The sargeant entered the hospital followed by 3 guards dragging the rapist. He was mexican, not a big guy but very powerfully built. He still had a hard on. His cock was huge, massive, his balls dangled and flopped as he was forced into the infirmary. The sargeant called to me and Will to help. It took all of us to get the fighting mexican inmate on the table. Soon he was secured on the table. He was face up. Instict told me something strange was going to happen. His legs were cuffed on each side of the table, spread open but not real wide. Even after the struggle, his dick was still hard. I guessed it to be a foot long, uncut, really thick. The skin was darker on his dick, even darker on his nut sack. I could see some blood on his dick head where he had raped the other inmate. For the first time since I had been at the unit, I felt lucky not to have been placed in one of the wings. I watched as the guard that had seen him raping the other took his nightstick and struck his nuts. He struck his nuts several times, as hard as he could, and still the inmate remained hard. I saw the sargeant nod at Will. Will had a scapel in his hand. The inmate screamed as Will opened the eft side of his nut sack. I watched as Will pulled the left teste out, stretching it by the cord. As Will sliced the cord, I knew he had done this before. Will showed the inmate his severed nut. He begin to beg as the other side of his nut sack was opened. His hard on begin to shrink as Will pulled his remaining nut out of its sack. All of us stared at his face as the cord was cut. His dick was soft now, but still so big, it was bigger than mine ever got on hard. He was now nutless, he was no longer the proud mexican stud who had been caught doing what so many do in prisons. The guards left laughing, Will went back to the tv program he had been watching. I cleaned his empty sack up and stitched the incision wounds. My dick was fully hard as I looked at his nutless sack.