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I was standing outside my cell, located on the second floor, when I first saw him. He had swaggered into the dorm like he didn't have a care in the world. I could instantly tell that he was one of those straight guys that are so confident in themselves that they feel relaxed in any situation. That, or he was so used to be locked up that it was just another day to him. I had been locked up for about 6 months and even with people coming and going, it was slim pickings are far as hot dudes went. So seeing this guy coming in perked me right up. I knew I had to act fast though, in case Baby, the other gay guy in the dorm, caught wind that a new group of inmates had been brought in. Baby, a 6'3, 250-pound black drag queen, liked to get his claws into the hot ones fast. Or at least try. He wasn't everyones cup of tea and came on very strong.
Baby and I were opposites in every way. I was five-ten, one hundred and sixty-five pounds and white as snow from being locked up for so long, away from the sun. When I was arrested, my hair had been blonde and spiky, but over time it had grown out to its natural mousy brown color and had very little blonde left. I stayed clean shaven and looked like a twink. I was quiet until I got to know you, then I said whatever popped into my head. I usually got along with everyone in the dorm and never had any issues due to my sexuality.
After spotting the new guy, I glanced around the dorm but didn't see Baby, so he must have been sleeping or in one of his classes. I remained in my position outside my cell door, leaned over the railing, watching new guy like hawk. After he was brought in, he was given his cell assignment and I wanted to see where he would land. The C.O. pointed out a cell on the second floor, so new guy started up the stairs in search of his bed. As he made it to the second floor, I could better make out his features and he didn't disappoint.
New guy was a ginger, with light red hair. It was almost strawberry blonde, but not quite. He was built, with large biceps that stretched the fabric of his shirt. He was around my height, perhaps an inch taller. The jail-provided pants, which were bright orange, looked to be a size too small because they were tight on his thighs and ass, which was round and high. His arms and part of his neck were covered in tattoos. None had color that I could see, which lead me to believe that they were all prison tats.
As he moved towards me, it appears that his cell would be past mine. When he was about 10 feet from me, I turned towards him and caught his eye. I smiled at him and looked him up and down, letting him see from the jump that I was interested. I stepped out in front of him and, uncharacteristically, said the first thing that came to mind.
"I'm going to suck your dick." I didn't know that was going to come out of my mouth. I was actually kind of shocked with myself that I had said that to a complete stranger. He took it in stride though. He smirked and walked around me to his cell. I was shaking from my interaction with him, however short it was. I quickly walked back into my own cell, shut the door, pulled down the front of my pants and jerked off into the toilet, cumming in less than a minute.
Over the next month, I learned more about the ginger new guy, whose name was Thomas. I had been correct in my assumption that he had been locked up a few times. In fact, he had been transferred from a state prison in Colorado to Florida, where he was wanted for robbery. He quickly made friends with the other inmates and spent his days and evenings talking about snowboarding, prison life in Colorado and the best ways to make tattoo ink. I didn't interact with him too much in that first month or so. He would occasionally catch my eye and wink at me. He had heard about me, of course, and Baby too. As far as I could tell, he never spoke to Baby, maybe only in passing. Baby told me later that he had tried to sneak into Thomas's cell but Thomas told him to take a hike, that he wasn't interested. Baby was pissed, but quickly got over it when someone else caught his eye. As for me, Thomas was the only one I had my eye on.
One evening, about a month after he arrived, Thomas sought me out. He told me that a few of the other guys were going to hang out in his cell until after final count and asked if I wanted to hang out too. I said yes, of course. He told me that everyone was coming to his cell around 8pm and asked if I could get there a few minutes before. I agreed and went to take a nap and then showered. Around a quarter to 8, I found myself at his cell door.
Thomas was kicked back on his bottom bunk, sitting Indian style, reading a book when I got to his cell. He saw me and smiled and gestured for me to enter.
"Glad you wanted to hang out tonight", he said. He motioned for me to have a seat, so I sat down at the bottom of his bunk. "So, listen", he continued. "I have blue balls from hell and if you want to play with it, we can do that, but we can't make it too obvious." He groped his crotch. "I can put up a blanket curtain that hangs down from the top bunk and you can slide in and suck it for me if you want."
Fuck. My mouth started watering just thinking about sucking his dick. I nodded in affirmation, not saying anything, afraid the drool would fall right of my mouth.
"Good", he said. "I'm so horny I almost humped my mattress." He laughed at that, put his book down, scooted to the edge of the bunk and stood up. "Help me put up this curtain."
I stood up and he handed me the end of a blanket, which I twisted and stuck through one of the holes in the corner of the top bunk. I tied it into a knot and tucked the end under the mattress. He did the same on his end, creating a curtain that spanned almost the entire length of the bottom bunk, leaving only space for his head and part of his shoulders and chest to be uncovered.
Once the curtain was up, he turned back to face me. "Look, I have no problem with you playing with yours while you play with mine. I know some guys want to pretend they are getting head from a female, but I know you have a dick. As long as I'm feeling good, you should feel good too." I nodded again, still not saying anything to him.
"Give me a minute or two to get comfortable and then you crawl in at the bottom before the other guys get here", he said. I stepped away from his bunk and walked to the cell door, watching the other inmates go about their evening routines. I was so excited and nervous that I was shaking. I had been lusting over this guy for a month and had jerked off every night thinking about swallowing his cock and now I was going to get to. It felt like my birthday and Christmas rolled into one.
"I'm good", he called over to me. I turned around and he was back in the bunk. Because of the curtain, I could only see his head and part of his shoulders. He was laying on his side, facing the cell door. His shirt was on, so it really looked like he was just chilling in his bunk. I made my way to the end of his bunk, pulled back the curtain and crawled in.
He was covered by another blanket and had it tucked under his arms. He was laying on his side but had one leg propped up, forming a sort of tent with the blanket. I didn't waste much time and stuck my head under the blanket, moving up between his legs. It was very dark under the blanket so I couldn't really see anything. When I reached out to put my hands on his legs, he jumped a little and it made me jump too. I noticed immediately that I was touching bare leg, which meant that he had taken off his pants. He was either under the blanket wearing boxers or he was naked. I ran my hands up his legs to his thighs and still felt nothing but skin and knew that he was wearing only his shirt. That was fucking hot.
Just as I was moving my hands towards his crotch, I heard other guys start to come into the room. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was about to give Thomas head while he hung out with four or five other guys. What if they heard me? Would the rip the blanket down and see a lump bobbing up and down? Would they hear me slurping on his cock? And how was he going to keep a straight face while I deep throated him? All of those thoughts ran through my head but at the moment, I didn't give a shit. My brain was focused on one thing and that was getting to taste Thomas's dick.
Ignoring the sounds on the other side of the blankets, I reached out and grabbed his cock. It was hard as iron and felt hot in my hand. It was laying flat against his belly and when I milked it upwards, I felt sticky precum run down the head and onto my hand. Goddamn, that was hot. His cock was probably about 7 inches, nothing monstrous. It was thick, but I was able to touch my thumb to my middle finger, barely, while I squeezed and milked it. I could feel the precum running down, off my hand and towards his balls. I was holding it in my right hand and using my left hand, I grabbed the head and smeared the pre all over my palm and fingers and brought that hand down to his balls. They were heavy and smooth. He must have shaved them recently. I rubbed the precum on his balls and pulled and stretched his sack. I could feel him trembling. I needed to suck him.
Leaning forward, still playing with his balls and milking his cock, I stuck my tongue out and touched it to the bottom of his shaft and licked all the way to the head. I could taste his precum on my tongue. It was salty and slick and it tasted fucking delicious. Swirling my tongue on the underside of the head, I opened my mouth and tasted his cock for the first time. It was an explosion of flavor. His dick tasted salty, and maybe a little sweaty. I could taste and smell a little bit of soap mixed in. He was clean, but it had been long enough since his shower that he tasted like a man. There is a distinct taste that a cock has when its hard and leaking and his definitely had that flavor.
I focused on the head for a minute, swirling my tongue around, searching for more precum. I lapped at the hole, and lowered my head until his cock was hitting the back of my throat. Back up to the head, milking him with my hand as I went up. My left hand was still pulling on his balls, teasing his sack with my fingers. I opened my mouth wider and went down and swallowed, allowing his thick cock to enter my throat. I swallowed again and felt my nose hit is abdomen, his pubes rough on my face. I heard him make a slight gasping noise but I was too caught up in worshiping his straight boy dick that I didn't pay much attention.
While his cock was in my throat, I felt him put on hand on the back of my head and push me down, trying to get every last millimeter of cock into me. Feeling his hand on my head pushing me down made me feel like a cock slut, in a good way. I started swallowing continuously, milking his dick with my throat.
When I was finally out of breath, I pulled back up and started going up and down on it, meeting my hand halfway as I jerked him off. I knew I didn't want him to cum too soon, so I pulled my mouth off his cock and moved down to his balls. I kept jerking him while I started lapping at his balls, gently sucking one, then the other into my mouth. I used my left hand to squeeze his sack and put the entire thing in my mouth and sucked on it while swirling my tongue all over his nuts. When I did that, I could feel more precum running down his shaft. Trying not to move too much, I could feel him thrusting his hips up slightly. I wondered how far I could take this.
Releasing his spit-soaked balls from my mouth, I moved down until his balls rested on my nose and my mouth was in the crevice where his ass cheeks met. Fuck. That spot could possibly be my favorite place on a man. That little area right below the balls and right above the fuck hole. I stuck my tongue out and pressed it lightly into that space and felt Thomas jump immediately. Maybe he was shocked that I was going there. Maybe I was the first guy to taste that part of his body. Whatever it was, he seemed to enjoy it because as I started licking between his cheeks, he spread his legs open and thrust downwards, trying to get more of my tongue.
I knew I had to try to be quiet since there were other people in the room. A proper rim job can get loud as fuck. Aside from the moaning that comes with getting your hole eaten, all of the spit and tongue work can make a squishy sound and it could become obvious fast that something was going on under the blanket. I let my tongue move lower, lapping at the sides of each cheek, getting closer to my target. As my tongue went lower, Thomas rocked his hips back and forth, opening his ass to me. I'm sure if it hadn't been completely black under that blanket, I would have drooled all over his ass at the sight of his hole. But, like a blind person, I could only go by touch and what I found was spectacular.
His hole was completely hairless. I don't think he shaved it, since there wasn't the slightest hint of stubble. I think his ass was just naturally smooth. The hole itself was smooth, unblemished and probably virgin to anything except the smallest of objects being in it. It was tight and I know if I could have seen it, it would have been pink. As my tongue traced along his ass lips, I could tell that it was more oval than round. I lapped at it a few times then stuck my tongue to the center and tried to push it in. Damn, he was tight. My tongue barely broke in. This wasn't my first-time eating ass by far, so I knew some tricks to get him loosened up.
Still wiggling my tongue on his opening, I put my entire mouth over his hole and started gently sucking while thrusting my pointed tongue against it. The effect was immediate. His ass lips pooched out, allowing my tongue to slip in a little more. I squeezed his cock, and continued to gently nurse on his hole, sucking his ass lips with my mouth. I could feel his balls contracting on my nose and I knew he was loving the sensation of being tongue fucked. The more I sucked on his hole, the more it pooched out and opened up for my invading tongue. After what seemed like hours, but was only a couple of minutes, it opened up enough for me to get in about an inch or so and I felt him clamp down, trapping my probing tongue in his hole. I immediately started making small circles with the end of my tongue, letting his ass get used to the feeling of something in it. When it had opened up enough, I withdrew and thrust back in, properly giving him a tongue fuck.
I continued jerking his cock slowly, milking it up and down, while I sucked on and tongue fucked his straight boy asshole. I could hear laughter and chatter on the other side of the curtain, and amazingly, I could hear Thomas talking the guys, like nothing out of the ordinary was happening. I could feel his balls drawing up in the sack and I knew that he wouldn't last too much longer. Reluctantly, I withdrew my tongue from his hole and gave it a couple of more licks, and a kiss, hoping that it wasn't goodbye forever. I licked my way up, stopping at his balls to give them a quick suck. I moved up a little more, reaching the bottom of his shaft, which by now was extremely slick and salty from the copious amounts of precum that had accumulated. My right hand slid all the way down the shaft, pulling his skin taut and bringing his rock hard cock up to my mouth. I dived back on.
I sucked the dick back into my mouth and started going up and down, letting it hit my throat. I knew I wanted to give him an orgasm like he wouldn't believe. While sucking, I used my left hand to first rub his balls, then I let it trail down until my fingers were rubbing his puffy asshole. My fingers pressed and rubbed his hole while I let his cock head into my throat. Swallowing, I milked the head of his dick. I felt his balls draw up and I could feel him breathing heavily. I knew he would blow.
I quickly shoved my head down, opening my throat and allowing him all the way in. At the same time, I used the middle finger of my left hand to burrow into his distended hole, searching for his prostate. I honestly didn't expect him to react as he did. As soon as my finger entered his hole and hit his prostate, his cock exploded in my throat and he let out a growl that sounded like an injured wolf. It was loud and deep. His cock was shooting into my throat and it took everything I had to swallow all of his hot cum without chocking. It felt like he would never stop shooting and growling. As it was happening, the cell went silent. All talking had stopped. I'm sure the guys in the room were confused as fuck, not knowing what was happening. Finally, his cock stopped squirting and I pulled it from my throat. I suckled on the head, getting the last of his cum and then slowly pulled my finger from his hole.
The cell was still silent. I didn't know exactly what to do so I did the only thing I could think of. I got out from under the blanket and crawled out of the bunk and stood up. There were four guys in the cell, 2 leaning against a wall and 2 more sitting on another bunk. All four stared at me, mouths agape. I turned and looked at Thomas. His eyes were blank and glazed over and he had a little drool on the corner of his mouth. I'm not even sure he was aware of what was happening. The front of my pants were tented out because I was so caught up in getting him off that I didn't even think of myself. I just looked at the guys, who were still in shock, and made my way back to my own cell where I immediately slid my pants down and jerked off to the taste of him still in my mouth.
I didn't come out of my cell for the rest of the night and the next day, I got some looks, but no one gave me or Thomas shit about it. Some of the guys joked that they were next. I fooled around with Thomas a couple of more times but sadly, he became a trustee and was moved to that dorm. Last I heard, he was in prison in Colorado. Probably talking about snowboarding and prison tattoos and catching the eye of some other lucky gay guy.