We were still lying side by side, trousers down and stroking each other's cocks, when we both heard footsteps approaching the room we were in.
"Quick Julez get under the covers," Matt said hurriedly pulling his trousers back up. "I can guarantee that will be the warden."
Diving under the covers, not bothering about pulling my trousers and boxers up, Matt picked up the clipboard about my injury, and began to question me about how it had happened once again.
Before I could answer though the handle of the door turned, and in walked the governor, his face looking like thunder.
"So how did it happen doc?" the governor said.
"Julez says he fell on it," Matt replied. "And looking at the x-rays I see no reason to doubt him."
"That was a bit clumsy Julez," the governor said, turning his attention to me. "Are you sure you didn't do it just to get out of solitary?"
"No sir I swear," I said.
"Guess he'll be in here a few days then?" the governor turned back to Matt.
"Yes it will be or the best."
"Make sure he gets plenty of rest then we will see him back at the quarry."
"Don't worry sir I will personally make sure he does," Matt replied winking at me slyly.
"What about solitary?" I asked.
"No point if you're just going to break things," the governor said. "You may as well break rocks at the quarry rather than anymore bones."
The governor then turned on his heels and left the room, Matt quickly following him and pulling the door behind him slightly. Straining I tried to make out what was being said but it was no use, I didn't pick up a single word so I slid my hands under the covers and straightened my clothes up, just as Matt re-entered the room.
"Thanks Matt," I said. "I couldn't have faced going back to solitary."
"There was no way I was going to let you," Matt replied. "Not when I want you all to myself."
"So what happens next then?" I asked him, my cock hardening yet again.
"First we need to make sure you're in here or at least a week," Matt said. "That should be long enough to work out how we are going to bring the governor down."
"Surely that's going to be harder to do than say," I replied.
"I'll get the ball rolling when I go off duty," Matt said. "There are a few people that owe me favours."
"And what do I do while you aren't here?"
"Enjoy the peace and tranquility," he replied. "Now I think I better check on that swelling."
"The hand feels fine," I said lifting my arm for him.
"Not that swelling," Matt replied and slid his hand down under the covers. "Move over."
Matt's hand quickly came to rest on the outside of my trousers, and he began to massage my cock through the material.
"It will be dangerous trying to take the governor down," he said slowly lowering my zip, or the second time.
"I guess it will," I moaned as his fingers circled my thick, hard shaft.
"Someone may even get hurt."
Matt began to stroke my cock slowly, brushing his thumb over the swollen purple head occasionally.
"As long as it's the governor."
I lifted my ass slightly and slid my jeans back down to my knees, Matt's wanking getting quicker. Looking into his eyes, as he continued to masturbate my cock, I could see fear and knew that he really was scared.
"Don't worry about the governor," I said pulling his face close to mine. "He won't be a problem."
"It's not him I'm worried about," Matt said his warm breath on my face turning me on even more. "It's you."
"You don't have to worry about me," I told him. "I can take care of myself."
"Yeah but there are a lot of guards that would do anything for him," Matt said his masturbating of my cock begin to slow down.
"Trust me things will work out," I said.
"I hope so, for both our sakes."
Before I could reply again Matt slid down the bed, under the covers, and I felt his warm breath on the tip of my cock. Moaning softly as the tip of his tongue flicked gently across my swollen cock I reached under the covers and put my hands, lightly, on his head.
"Mmm suck me Matt," I whispered softly not knowing if he heard me under the covers or not.
He must have heard because the next thing I felt was the warmth of his mouth encircling my cock, and slowly sucking my whole length to the back of his throat. There was no rushing, no hurried, frenzied sucking this time, just long slow luxurious sucks of my cock as I gripped his hair and arched my back.
The way he wrapped his tongue around my shaft as his head bobbed up and down gave me a feeling, and turned me on, like I had never had before and I was desperate for him to make me cum, a feat that he very nearly achieved the second he slid his middle finger into my tight, yet willing, ass.