Fresh Meat At The Prison Pt. 06 - Sex Stories

Fresh Meat At The Prison Pt. 06

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"Draaake!"

"Did you like it?"

"You know I did! I liked him looking at me... and wanting me... and you watching... I'd also really like your big cock to pound me now! I've waited so long. Please Drake!"

"My beautiful boy." Drake held me in place and fucked into me maddeningly! His huge cock jackhammered up into me. I curled over, my nails digging into his shoulders, my face crushed against his neck. I could barely breathe.

As I used all my effort to hold in place, my legs turning weak, he slipped a hand to my hole, feeling himself entering me.

He pushed a finger to my rim... he - omg! - pushed hard enough for his finger to enter my hole alongside his cock! "Ah! Dra-ahhkeaah!"

Too much! I stretched too much, but I was so turned on and so desperate for release, I made broken sounds and pushed down on his intrusion.

"Fuuuck! Good boy, Rory!" He pulled my rim, stretching me even more.

I bit Drake's neck and came, waves of pleasure washing over my body. My canal squeezed Drake's cock and finger.

"Aw fuck yeah," he stuttered, and I felt his hot come gush deep inside my hole.

......

The next visit, both Gavin and Drake accompanied me. When we entered Jessie's office, I realized there's only 2 seats across from his desk. Gavein pulled me on his lap!

A few minutes into the visit, Gavin whispered in my ear. "Grab the arms of the chair and don't let go." He proceeded to slip his hand down the back of my my pants. His finger ran down my crack, ...

... rubbing delightfully up and down, farther each time, until he reached my puckered hole.

I moved my arm, to do who knows what, maybe cover myself or grab him, but his deep voice growled, "Don't let go." I regripped the chair as he teased my hole. He rubbed it without penetrating. I was squirming in his lap.

Gavin's other hand slipped under my shirt. Through my half lidded eyes, I saw Jessie watching me with his lips parted. Gavin tweaked a nipple, and I cried out.

"S-sorry! I-"

Gavin bite my ear. I tried to muffle my moans, but they escaped.

Jessie's pupils were blown, watching with rapture.

"Pleaseee," I asked for relief.

Drake quietly checked in with Gavin. "Dick, no hole, like we talked about before?"

Gavin nodded.

Drake saddled up to the PO. "You know, Jessie, Rory here has a soft spot for you."

"He does?" It was the first time Jessie looked away from me, if only briefly.

"Mhm hmm. And as you can see, he needs some help."

"I can help," Jessie jumped on it.

"You don't mind, do you?"

"No, definitely not. What do you need, Rory?"

My mouth fell open.

Gavin lifted me off his lap. My legs were weak, so I leaned back against him. He circled my waist, slooowly undoing the button and zipper of my pants. He pulled them and my underwear down in one go.

Jessie made a choking sound as my growing dick bobbed in the air.

"He's so smooth and tempting, isn't he?" Gavin asked as he ran his hands over my hips and thighs, teasing but not ...