Fresh Meat At The Prison Pt. 06 - Sex Stories

Fresh Meat At The Prison Pt. 06

... seat."

Gavin turned to hide his silent laughter. He winked at me.

On my way over, flustered, I accidentally dropped my bag and its contents fell out. When I bent over to pick them up, Jessie gasped then tried to cover it up with a fake cough. Was he... checking out my butt?

Gavin strolled behind me, caressed my ass cheek, then pulled my backside to his groin!!, and "helped" me collect the rest of the items.

Jessie watched unblinking.

We all finally sat down. Jessie's eyes were still roaming my body. Did they seem to get stuck on my chest?

"Rory baby, you're being inappropriate today," Gavin jokingly admonished me.

"Huh?"

"You're wearing such a tight shirt, and your nipples are hard and poking out."

He reached over and flicked a nipple. "Ah!" I slapped a hand over my mouth, looking at Jessie. His eyes had darkened. Gavin flicked my other nipple. "Mh!"

Gavin, ignoring what he just did, got us back on track. The rest was a mostly normal visit, with Jessie's eyes eating me up like dessert.

Gavin rested his hand on my knee. A few minutes later, he moved further up my leg. The heat from Gavin's hand and Jessie's gaze burned into me. I couldn't help wiggling in my seat. Gavin moved his hand further and further, until he got to the hem of my short spandex shorts, teasing the edge. He slipped his fingers under, and Jessie stopped speaking mid sentence.

"And?" Gavin asked innocently.

Jessie started speaking again, distractedly.

Gavin rubbed my ...

... inner thigh. He was so close... Jessie's labored breathing matched mine.

When Gavin removed his hand, I whined!

"Well, thanks again, man. Your next appointment's probably waiting," he said and pushed me out of the room. He even made me wait until Drake got home to give me release!

......

The next visit, Drake told me to wear comfortable shorts. I didn't know why, but I wore loose, white sports shorts.

He also drove us over earlier than usual. He dragged me to the waiting room bathroom. Going to a stall, he pulled my shorts and underwear off me! He had a lube square packet that he ripped open with his teeth - so hot - and fingered me.

"Oh mhmm!"

His finger massaged my canal and rubbed all over my walls and, yes, my sensitive spot.

He jacked my dick, making it really hard. His lubed fingers filled me up, the wet sounds echoing off the tiled walls. I was leaking. Just a little bit more...

"I'm close! Yeah!"

He stopped!!!

"No, Drake!"

"I'm sorry, pretty boy, but I promise you'll enjoy it."

"Please, Drake... let me at least suck you off. I'll be really quick. Let me come with my warm mouth around you."

He groaned. "We're going to be late. Come on." He kissed me briefly. I tried to follow his mouth when he pulled back.

He pulled my shorts back on but tucked my underwear in his bag! Ah! In the mirror, I could see my dick jutting out obscenely.

"I can't go out there like this!"

Drake handed me the papers Jessie had wanted me to fill ...