Jail Bait 4
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Chapter 4
A Short View into Derik:
I have never felt this way about anyone in my life. I think about him all fucking day. He is sexy as fuck. He has this beautiful even colored milk chocolate complexion. Nice thick suckable lips, tight muscular frame with nice pecs and a defined six pack. His ass though, I could grip on to that and hold on for dear life. I never looked at a nigga the way I see him. I see a dude and he looks a'ight, but Nick, I see him and I get tingles in my balls and butterflies in my stomach.
When they first brought him to my cell and I first met him, I knew there was something about him. He was just a good person inside and out. I could tell he was scared as fuck, but he hid it well. He wasn't a talker but he always responded to me when I talked to him. He was always smiling. He smiles all the fucking time. You can just feel the warmth coming out of his pores. He gets along with the CO's like no one I've ever seen before. He makes them laugh, he helps to ease situations with other inmates. This nigga is charismatic, he just exudes calm. You have to watch him carefully to see when he's nervous or something. Since he's been here, I've been watching him like a hawk. I would do anything for him. Real talk. We would have conversations but nothing real until the day he offered to braid my hair. That almost got me hard in an instant. It's something about my hair. It's like the nerve endings in my scalp are attached to my dick. If it's done right, I could cum and cum hard just by getting my hair done. That's why I've been going to Byron to braid my hair. He looks like a chick. Long hair, pretty lips, thick ass and he acts like a female. I guess it made me feel better about a guy doing my hair if he looked like a female. It didn't happen often but sometimes if I was hard up and needed it right then I would let him suck my dick. He wasn't that good at it, but it was better than my hand. My only problem with that is that he wouldn't swallow my shit. He rarely let me cum in his mouth; he would grab a towel and let me cum in it. When I did cum in his mouth he would spit my shit out. That used to piss me off. It always did. It used to piss me off with Erica too. She would say that she loved to suck my dick and she was a'ight at it but she would spit my shit out too. If you gonna do the job finish it. Shit. I mean, I cum a lot It's like a fuckin' flood sometimes but that's all the more reason to swallow. It makes less of a mess.
When Nick offered to do my hair that turned me on in the worst way. I couldn't wait. He helped me take my hair out. I thought I would fuckin' burst. Then that night when he did my hair, I just couldn't hide it. I wanted him like I've never wanted anything in my life. Then to hear that he wanted me too. I've seen him staring at me, I know I'm good looking but he would always stare at my dick. It's a fucking monster at 9 ¾ inch long and thick as fuck. Everyone always stared, I was used to it but it didn't mean that he was gay I didn't consider myself gay until him. I was nervous but I was in my element with him. I've only had a few sexual partners. I don't count those fuckin' dicks that my mother called men. All they ever did was suck my dick. I fucked around with a few girls but before Erica no female could ever take my dick like she could. I didn't always enjoy it; it was just a place to plant my seed. Even with her, I hurt her more than anything else. I always had to eat her out and make her cum before we could even try. It was annoying as fuck I could never just slide it in and fuck her brains out get off and get out. It was always just about the nut. It was too much fuckin' work. When Nick and I started it was the best feeling in the world. At first I hurt him when I first got in there, I wanted to stop and pull out, I'm sure he wanted me to pull out. The fact that he was willing to give it to me even though he was in pain made me want him even more. I leaned down and kissed him and that was fuckin' it. We got into this rhythm and before you know it, I was balls deep in his ass. Long stroking that shit. It was like a never ending orgasm. He had all of me in that ass and he was givin' as much as I was. Throwing that ass at me. Our bodies were in sync. I don't know how long it lasted but when I felt him cum and his ass squeezed my dick like a vice, I knew that he was mine for life. I would fuckin' kill for him. That was the best orgasm I had ever had up `til that point. Laying there next to him that night, I just wanted to be inside him forever. I got the urge to mark him. I wanted people to know that he was mine. I started on his neck but quickly realized that people would know. So I put a hickey behind his right ear. I fell asleep that night holding the love of my life.
I had been in my cell waiting for Nick to come back. He was usually back by now. He was always back to the cell by 1:55 without fail. My stomach was in knots. I knew something was wrong. Time for count came and he still wasn't there. I was standing there waiting for him and he never showed. My heart sunk. Something like this got you 30 days in the hole. CO Jenkins came by and asked me where Nick was. I said, "He taught a class this morning and he didn't come to lunch, I haven't seen him since this morning." After that he closed me in and I just sat there to wait. When it was time for lock up to end, the doors didn't unlock. They lock us down until they find the missing person. I was worried like a mutha' fucka' pacing the room. They brought us dinner to our cells that night. I asked the CO if they had found Nick yet and he said they were still looking for him. I did something I never do I sat by the door to the cell and cried. I knew something was wrong with my babe I could feel it. I fell asleep sitting by the door. A while later I got up and got in his bed. I could smell him on his pillow and I grabbed it and inhaled his scent. I woke the next morning hard as fuck and scared. This is the first time in over 3 months that I went to bed without at least touching my baby, but truthfully we fucked every night. I was scared because I vaguely remember hearing a helicopter land and take off. That morning CO Phillips came to talk to me.
He said, "Derik, I'm gonna' be straight with you. It's as bad as it gets. They found Nick last night. He was beat up pretty bad and he was raped."
I didn't know what to do, cry, scream, fight or what. I just wanted Nick back. I just sat there numb.
"Derik, do you know who might have wanted to hurt Nick?"
I just looked at him so he asked me again. I was getting pissed he was asking me instead of scouring the camera's that they have all over the fuckin' place. I asked him, "You mean you don't know? Y'all got fuckin' camera's every damn where, why don't you fuckin' know who did this?" The look on his face said it all. They knew. "Who the fuck did it?" I stood up and shouted again, "Who the fuck did it?" I started to grab him but thought better of it. I was so angry I was shaking. I started pacing that little small space.
CO Phillips said, "I'm sorry to have to tell you this Derik, I know how close you two are." He said this in a way that made me think that he knew about me and Nick. I didn't feel nervous though it was actually in some way comforting knowing that he knew about me and Nick. I sat back down. I put my head in my hands trying to hide my face. I looked up at him, I was about to cry but I held it back. I was choked up when I tried to speak.
"Phillips, I just need to know how he's doing, I need to know he's OK. That's my fuckin' life there man, I don't fuckin' exist without him." He walked over to me from the door and sat in the chair.
"All I know right now is that he had to have emergency surgery and was transferred to Pittsburgh. We, more than likely, won't know what's going on with him for a few more hours. The announcement will be made soon that you guys are gonna remain on lock down. I don't know how long it's gonna be, you know how these things go. As soon as I hear any more about Dominic I will come by and let you know."
I just nodded and he stood and walked out. The door slammed shut and locked. I felt completely helpless. Who would do something like this to him? Breakfast was delivered soon after Phillips left. I didn't want it. I just laid there on his bunk holding his pillow. My mind was going 100 miles per minute. Who would want to hurt him like that? I know how Nick feels about sex, any type of sex. He is the monogamous type through and through. He is probably sick as fuck over this shit. I wish I could hold him and let him know it's gonna be OK. I need to talk to him so he can tell me who the fuck did this. I swear, I'm gonna kill that mutha' fucka'. I fell asleep with his scent surrounding me again. I woke up from a restless sleep when there was a knock on the door. "Chow" was all I heard. Food was slipped into the slot. I wasn't hungry. I wanted Phillips to come and let me know what's going on. I didn't know I could hurt so much. I feel like someone punched me in the nuts.
They came back later to remove the trays. I laid on his bunk and went back into a dreamless, restless sleep. There was a knock on the door and then the lock clicked, CO Phillips walked in. I was sitting on the edge of the bed. He pulled up the chair and sat in front of me. "What? Please just tell me."
"Nick had the surgery, they were able to repair everything. His body has suffered a lot of trauma so they are keeping him in a medically induced coma to allow his body time to heal."
I looked at him, tears in my eyes, "What all happened to him?"
"Do you really want to know all of that?" He asked with a concerned look on his face.
"Is it really that bad?"
"Like I told you earlier, it's as bad as it gets. They raped him..."
"They? What do you mean they?"
"Shit, sorry I didn't mean to say that but it's out now. It was two of them, they raped him then beat and kicked him pretty bad. Fractured a couple ribs, ruptured his spleen, lacerated the liver and punctured a lung. They say there might be some brain damage because of the lack of oxygen and because it took so long to find him. They were able to fix everything including the rectum. He was torn up pretty bad down there."
"Is there any way that I can call him when he wakes up? I need to talk to him."
"You know that's not possible Derik. I'm going to be leaving soon; I just wanted to make sure that I kept you updated. When I come in tomorrow, I'll let you know if I have any additional information that I can share. I have told you more than I should, but with things being what they are between you two, I figured it would be OK."
"Does everybody know about us? I mean me and Nick."
"You only confirmed my suspicions with what you said before. No one knows for sure and won't unless you tell them. It won't go any further than this room as far as I'm concerned. Look, Nick's a fighter; he'll get through this and be back here soon." It seemed like he was leaving something out but he has done enough giving me all the information that he has so far so I didn't press it.
"You know, he doesn't belong here don't you? He never should have been sent here." I said.
Phillips looked at me and said, "Unfortunately he's not the only innocent person in prison."
"How long are we in lock down for?"
"48 hours, so you guys got another day."
I looked at Phillips and said, "Thanks for everything Officer Phillips; I would be climbing up the fucking walls if it weren't for you."
"No problem Derik, I'll do what I can." He said as he turned and walked towards the door and left locking me inside. I turned on the TV and lay back on Nicks bunk. Dinner was delivered shortly after that and I ate my cold meal not even tasting it. I hate being dirty so I washed up in the sink. After I was done I went and lay back down on Nicks bunk and watched TV. It was so vivid. I felt him doing what he always does when we lay together. He loves to trace my tats. I have several, a chain with a cross around my neck, a snake on my right side, a pair of red lips on my left collar bone, a black tribal on my right arm and several others on my chest stomach back and legs. I could let him trace them all day. It felt so good his touch. But he started kissing down my body licking and sucking first my left then right nipple. They didn't used to be that sensitive but since we've been together, he touches either one slightly and my dick gets rock hard. I can feel it tingling from my balls to my tip. I was feeling that right now. His kisses went down to the tip of my dick. He licked it from tip to base, sucking on my balls one by one. He came back up and sucked the tip of my dick into his mouth. He has gotten really good at getting all of me in his mouth. He can get my whole 9 ¾ inch in his throat. The way that his throat massages my dick is amazing. He is doing it right now. I could explode right now, but I want it to last. He likes to take his time with my dick. He loves the taste of me. I can tell by the way he sucks me; he is always so enthusiastic about it. He knows my body, what feels good and what feels really good. I am enjoying this head like you wouldn't believe. He is bobbing up and down on my dick. I love to see my dick disappear into his mouth. I can't hold back any longer. I want to paint his tonsils with my baby makers. I'm humping into his mouth. His hands are everywhere. He wrapped his arms around my waist and took total control. The suction on my dick was sending me to the moon. My balls were churning as my orgasm started in my insides and worked out. My dick exploded in his mouth. He is the fucking best at this. It's like this orgasm would never end. I came so much his mouth was overflowing. I looked him in his face and his eyes were locked on mine. Cum was dripping down my dick but he had his lips locked around it. I was still cumming. I started panicking, cum was just pouring out of his nose, eyes, and ears. It wouldn't stop. I sat up trying to grab his head and pull him off of me. I smacked my head on the top bunk. That wasn't there before. I was looking around the room it was dark. It was so real; I turned around and put my feet on the floor. My boxers were soaked. I had cum all over; there was just so much of it. My dream was so real. I'm getting hard again just thinking about it. I got up and took off my boxers. I washed up again and cleaned my boxers in the sink and hung them to dry. I lay back down and did something that I never did. I prayed. I prayed hard that God would bring Nick back to me, that he would be OK, that he would find a way to get him out of here. I fell back into a fitful sleep.
We were released from lockdown the next morning. I felt dirty and sticky. I rushed to take my shower. It wasn't until lunch that I realized that Quise and Robert were MIA. I started asking around and nobody knew anything. I sat with Jacob as usual at lunch. "Have you seen the guys? I've been lookin' for them all day."
Jacob said, "Nah man, they didn't come out of their cell this morning and when I went by it was empty. They weren't at their cell for count before we got locked down so they probably got some time in the hole. You know how they can be."
"Wait...What do you mean they weren't back to their cell for count? You mean the day that we got locked down right?" I had that look on my face and he must have noticed it.
"Yeah, that day. What's with you Derik? Where's Nick? He didn't teach class this morning."
I looked at him for a minute then said, "I can't talk about this here. People gonna find out, it's just not gonna be from me." I just finished eating while my mind was trying to make since of all of this. Could Quise and Robert have done this to Nick? Quise has a reputation in here of being a hard ass and he tries to get the new guys to break off a piece for him, sometimes to the point of forcing the issue if they resist too much. He showed a little interest in Nick when he first got here, but after I told him Nick was my cellie and off limits he let it go. Nick never said anything more about Quise or Robert buggin' him after that first time.
Robert spoke next. "Hey, walk the yard with me for a while before afternoon count. You look a little umm pissed." He said.
"Uh, yeah, I guess I should do that." We got up and went out to the yard. We go to the back corner of the yard and just milled around. Jacob stepped in front of me and said, "A'ight, what's goin' on? You look like someone gut punched you or something and what's going on with Nick?"
I stared at the ground between us trying my damndest not to cry. I've never been like this before. My emotions were so raw since I met Nick. I let my guard down and now it's hard to get my emotions back in check. I cleared my throat and said. "If you tell anyone what I'm about to tell you, I'm coming after you!"
"I got you Der, just spit it out"
I stared over his shoulder, I don't know why, I just couldn't look at him. "That day we got locked down, Nick didn't come back to the cell for count, that following morning Officer Phillips came and told me that Nick had been beaten up pretty bad and raped." Tears were streaming down my face. I kept wiping them away. Jacob just stood there kind of dumbfounded. "Do you think Quise and Robert had anything do with that, what happened to Nick?" I asked him.
"To be honest Der, I wouldn't put it past them. You know that Quise was after Nick from the first day that he saw him but when you told him that Nick was your cellie and off limits that pissed him off. I mean look at him, he's hot as fuck..."
"Watch that shit man!" I said as I took a step towards him.
"Sorry...All I was saying is that when you told Quise that Nick was off limits he got pissed at that. Then I don't think he got over that especially when you weren't around. He would just sit and stare at Nick, like...I don't know. Quise didn't like the way that Nick stood up to him the way he did..."
"What do you mean by that?" I said a little too roughly.
He looked at me, "Robert was telling me about something that happened a few weeks ago. You know how Nick is teaching these classes right. So, he was on his way to the library wing and ran into Quise and Rob, Rob said that Nick tried to walk past them but Quise blocked him in the hallway. Nick pushed past him and Quise grabbed him and pushed him up against the wall. Rob said that Nick tried to fight him off but Quise grabbed him by the neck and choked him. He said that Quise told Nick to `watch out faggot, I'm coming for you' Rob said that Nick pulled away from him and told him flat out, `Try it and you better make sure you kill me.'
I asked Jacob, "Why didn't Nick tell me about this? Shit...why didn't you?"
"I didn't tell you because I knew how you would react, and knowing Nick he knew that you were gonna go all in on Quise and that would have gotten you into trouble and probably time in the hole. Seriously Der, we all know how close you and Nick are, you two act like an old married couple sometimes. Fuck, just the way you look at him gets me hard."
I stepped towards him, he held his hands up and said, "No offense...Man really, I like Nick and you two are good together. Quise was a little jealous of that. I didn't think he would go this far, but that's all he knows. I mean he's in here for murdering his stepfather for Christ sake, all those years of abuse and then he just snaps."
I said, "I don't need to hear this shit man."
"I know Der, it's not an excuse, it's just I don't know...this whole situation is fucked up. How is Nick doing with all of this? Did Phillips tell you?"
"Nah, not really all he said is that they have him in a coma for now and he had to have a lot of...stuff fixed. Jake man, I can't even fuckin' sleep without him, I aint never felt like this before about anyone. I just want him back and to be OK."
"Look Der, there aint nuthin' you can do right now. Just try to stay out of trouble. You won't be any good to him if you in the hole."
"I know, but when I see Quise I'm gonna fuckin' kill `em." Just then the buzzer sounded to get us back in for count. Jacob was silent the whole way back to the block. So was I. I didn't know what else to fuckin' say. I got back to my cell and lay down on Nicks bunk and prayed that time would fly.