Tyler is happily engaged when his life takes a turn. After a couple bad decisions, he ends up in California State's Prison. Surrounded by bad boys, hot guards, and a lot of testosterones, is Tyler going to manage to keep himself out of troubles?
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My First Year in Prison
Chapter 6: Rolling with the punches
"I need to talk to you about Frenchy."
Finally, I got to be alone with Xander. Fernando and Ralph were busy elsewhere and it was just Xander and I in the cell. I had been waiting to talk to him after three awful afternoons spent in the laundry room with Frenchy.
"What's up man?"
Xander was only wearing his white briefs, he was doing crunches on the floor.
He took a sip of water and put his hand behind his head, showing off his armpits while catching back his breath. He was sweating quite proficiently and his boxers were see-through. His uncut dick was winking at me but I tried to stay focus on the conversation.
"It's kinda hard to say... but... Frenchy is... Well, he is an asshole during our work time. He... He does things to me."
Xander straightened up. He asked bluntly:
"Did he rape you?"
"No!" I exclaimed, shocked. "No, he did not!"
"He beat you up?"
"No!"
Xander looked perplex.
"What's the matter then?"
How could I tell to my cellmate and basically my only friend in this prison that Frenchy was making me smell dirty underwear, often stained with cum, every time we were supposed to work.
"He messes up with me. He tells me he is my boss and like, he... He just makes me do things."
"Like sexual stuff?"
I thought about it. Was it sexual?
"No, not really, but weird stuff."
"I'm not surprised, Frenchy is fucked up. His brain is as rotten as his teeth."
Xander took another sip of water and threw some of it on his warm and sweaty chest.
"Yeah... I hate being forced to be alone with him for hours. Could you do something?"
He stood up and now his wet underwear was at my eyes level.
"Do something? Dude, you're my mate and we're cool but I don't get into other shit, you know that. That's how you survive in here."
I was disappointed. I thought I could count on him but he was right, why would he put himself in trouble for the new guy?
"I know... Do you think I could at least ask to switch jobs?"
"Bad idea man, if you do that, Frenchy will hunt you down everywhere you go. It will just make you look weak. Besides, you don't want to get the guards involved in this. Either you learn how to roll with the punches or you stand up for yourself."
Perfect, the thing that I had never been able to do in my life! I made a defeated face.
"Cheer up dude!" Xander grabbed my right shoulder. "Frenchy is not the worst enemy to have, he can be a freak but he is not that bad. He cannot do much."
"If you say so..." I mumbled.
Xander climbed on the top bed above me.
"The other option is to find you a protector but how many dicks are you willing to suck to get Frenchy out of your back?"
Not too sure if he were serious, I replied sombrely: "None."
"Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to jerk off in peace reading dirty texts from my girl."
"Enjoy." I said, as I saw his white briefs being thrown away from the bed above my head.
I would not have minded sniffing these ones.
Xander was not losing any time. Shortly after, our bunk beds were slightly shaking.
I could have left to let Xander have some intimacy but he was the one who started masturbating in my presence. He clearly did not mind that I was here because after a few minutes, he even talked to me.
"Mandy is such a naughty girl, damn, I can't wait for tomorrow."
The next day was Saturday, parlour's day. Xander had a special authorization to share a room with his girl, "conjugal visit" they would call it. He had been talking about it all week.
"She has been firing me up for days man, as if I needed that to get excited to see her!"
"Good for you." I said, trying to remain neutral, but his dirty side aroused me. I was getting hard myself.
"I appreciate you man." He told me.
"Why are you saying that?"
"You're not like Ralph, you're not asking me to share the pictures of my girl. You respect me."
"Yeah..." I said, mindlessly.
The thing was: I did not give a damn about seeing a girl naked, but good if he thought I was being considerate. Although, that could also mean that I was gay. I felt obligated to say something.
"I'd give a lot to fuck a good pussy right now." I said, sounding my straightest possible. I was not very good at this.
"No girl for you tomorrow?"
"No, my ex is done with me and my brother is the one coming to see me tomorrow."
It was the only thing who had kept me afloat the past couple of days, knowing I would get to see Ryan.
"Too bad for you mate, but I won't share her warm pussy, mmmm, nor her ass."
"Does she let you do anal?"
This time, I was genuinely curious.
"Fuck yeah, she does! The girl is getting fucked once every two weeks, I better give her the whole experience! And she loves that Xander's D.' up her ass"
My bed was shaking a bit more, he was jacking off more intensely. I was sure I would love that Xander's dick as well. It was good to know he was used to put it in someone else's ass, even a girl. I started caressing myself under my boxers.
"Poor girl, you must destroy her every time!" I wanted to keep him going.
"Ahah, damn right, but she always asks for more. And see, I'm smart. I'm jerking now so I'm not too horned up when I see her tomorrow, I always make sure it lasts so she can have a nice good time!"
"Smart indeed!" I complimented him, semi laughing.
"Your ex-girl did not let you fuck her in the ass?"
"No."
That was true, Griffin was only a top. I smiled to myself.
"Good thing she dumped you before you got locked up in here then. You have to find a girl who will respect your cock mate." He said, while pumping his own dick. I could hear his hand flapping against his balls.
"Yeah, you're right."
"Dirty chicks love inmates, man, you could fine some girls coming here just to get a fuck form a bad boy. Ralph does it all the time."
"Mmm... You're making me horny mate." I said, thinking I could safely share my arousal at this point.
"You're hard?"
"Well, yeah... After all this talk, now I am."
"Do you want to compare?"
My heart skipped a bit. Was he for real or was he kidding? I had to be careful with my next move.
"Compare?" I asked.
He jumped out from his bed. He was still sweaty, still horny, stark naked and very hard. His dick was once again at my eyes level and I had never seen it stiffed. He was precumming a lot too. His foreskin was all wet. The size of his cock was on the bigger end of the spectrum, I'd say 6.8 inches from my expert eyes.
I almost started drooling.
Xander looked at my own cock, out of my briefs. I was a tiny bit smaller than hi was.
"I think you win in size." I chuckled, getting red. I was also suddenly about to cum, being faced with this delicious dripping cock.
I had not had sex in six days at this point.
"In size, in girth, and in using it!" Xander said proudly, masturbating his cock a few inches from my face. He had still his phone in his hands but was looking at it above me while his crotch was still at my eye level.
Thank you, God, for the invention of bunk beds!
I jerked off more intensely too, when I felt Xander could see me, I closed my eyes. I did not want to give the impression that I was jacking off to his sweaty balls. Although, this was exactly what I was doing.
At some point, Xander instinctively licked some of the precum dripping on his fingers. When he realized what he had done, he moved aside as if he was a bit ashamed of himself. I did the same thing with my own precum to reassure him that it was fine. Actually, it was more than fine. I just wanted to be fed with that guy's cum.
I loved when Griffin was feeding me with his warm juice.
Griffin! Shit! Was I cheating on him right at that moment?
What was the line? Certainly, he would not be too happy knowing I was jerking off with a cellmate. But I was not touching anyone. That could not be so wrong, right? And Xander was straight, it was just like watching a porn: inaccessible in real life.
Xander went to the toilets, I heard him moaning and he cummed in toilet bowl. It was too much for me, Griffin or not, I cummed as well all over my chest. I made a mess.
"I'll go negotiate a cold shower with Davis." Xander said a few seconds later, leaving he cell after putting some shorts back on.
He winked at me when he realized I had jizzed all over myself. I felt myself blushing.
Did he know that I was attracted to him, and to pretty much every guy of this prison? Sometimes I wondered if he knew my secret but Xander could be so casual about everything, the exact opposite of me.
In any case, that jerk off session was clearly the highlight of my day as for the rest of the afternoon, I had to face Frenchy once again.
"New rule, Braxton." He said right as I came in.
"We have already established you have to call me Boss but I feel like the dynamic of our respective status is not apparent enough. Someone walking by could think we are simply working together when in reality, I can order you around once we're here."
"What do you want, Frenchy?"
He slapped me across the face. I was taken aback.
"What do you want, BOSS?" He corrected me.