Prison Politics
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“Fuck, you taste so damn good,” Xavier moan into the prisoner’s neck. “Promise me you’ll never make me wait to feel you in my arms ever again.”
“I promise,” Raheem whispered. Guilt ravished his lust filled body. The dueling emotions took a heavy tool. “Oh my God. Just keep doing that.”
Tears watered Raheem’s eyes as he clenched at Xavier. They were skin to skin but the inmate longed to be closer. He didn’t want to let go. Letting go of Xavier meant keeping Shawn. Committing to that was more difficult than Raheem could ever imagine.
“I want you to ride me while I look at your face.” Xavier held Raheem face in his hands, leaned in and kissed him deeply. “I want to feel you but more than just the physical. I want you, all of you.”
Raheem bit at his bottom lip and nodded. His body was awash with desire. But it was only a vessel to reach the greater fulfillment he craved with a man who’s relationship was more complicated than any he’d ever known. Raheem held Xavier’s hand as he eased down onto the cold, cement ground. His body hardened from the harsh texture of the material.
Xavier watched, eyes wide, as Raheem let a long, thick glob of spit ooze from his lips down to his rigid shaft. He did it twice more before reaching down and stroking it until sufficiently lathering with saliva. The guard’s heart throbbed hard against his chest. He closed his eyes and steeled his jaw the moment he felt the burning heat of Raheem’s ass against the blood engorged head of his dick.
“You so fucking big, nigga,” Raheem cursed. He rubbed the tip of the guard’s meat against his clenched hole. “Go slow. I have to get used to it.”
Xavier nodded as he reached up and gripped his prized inmate by the hips. Raheem pushed back, forcing the brick hard pole in his ass. Mouth open and eyes wide, Raheem slipped Xavier’s pole in his ass. Pain bit at his anal ring but he pushed through. It was all worth it when he felt seductive pressure stroke against his swollen prostate.
Xavier looked up and said, “I need to feel you. I need to be inside you like I need to breath.”
The guard made his dick jump deep inside Raheem’s bowels over and over again, forcing him to get used to the dick. His hands gripped the prison thug’s waist, trying not to go postal on his hole. The temptation was overwhelming. Watching Raheem’s face contort in pleasure was an agony all its own.
Raheem licked his lips and swallowed hard. He pressed his hands on Xavier’s chest, starting to slid up and down on the slick shaft. There was slight movement in the guard’s hips. Raheem gripped Xavier’s torso, letting him know to be still. He had to get used to the dick. Again, he moved up a few inches and back down until he felt the man’s wiry pubes scratch against his ass cheeks. Xavier hissed as Raheem’s smooth, hot insides wrapped around his dick.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Xavier said. “I’m so sorry for everything. I don’t want to lose this.”
“Shut up,” Raheem moaned. “Don’t be a bitch while you’re fucking. Man up and take this ass.”
Fire blazed in Xavier’s eyes. He grabbed Raheem’s ass cheeks and jackhammered his dick up into the boy’s fuck chute. The sound of Raheem’s nearly silent moans getting louder and louder set off something very basic in Xavier. He fucked with clear intent. Grunts of pleasure filled his belly as he felt the ominous arrival of orgasm.
He stroked long and hard against Raheem’s tender walls. His body quaked. His balls drew up to his body. That all too familiar tingling teased the crown of his pole, nudging into the abyss of pleasure. Xavier was right there and Raheem was too.
The prisoner’s need for Xavier to go deeper and harder grew with each thrust. He wanted his hole abused. He need the man to beat up his prostate. Raheem reached down and scooped up at the sweat and precum from Xavier’s chest. All that smacking had splattered his natural lube all over the place. He took his dick in his hand and beat it without mercy. His hold sphincter tightened and his dick went rigid. Cum exploded from his manhood like a geyser.
Xavier’s nails dug into Raheem’s flesh. Feeling the inmate’s hole spasm on his dick knocked him over the precipice. He unloaded shot after shot of heavy cream deep in Raheem’s gut. Xavier felt the gush of his seed and malleable flesh against his throbbing dick. Raheem didn’t stop riding until the last squirt shot off in his ass.
Raheem clung to Xavier, trying to stay upright after that mind blowing eruption. His body quaked and trembled as the aftershock of his orgasm crashed into him like a wave. Xavier reached up and pulled the sweat and cum covered prison thug down on him.
“I love you,” Xavier whispered. “I want you so bad it hurts. Promise you’ll always be mine.”
Tears flowed. Raheem couldn’t do it. He wouldn’t condemn the man to death. “We have to get up and get out of here. They’re coming for you.”
“Wait, what?” Xavier pushed himself and Raheem up. “Who’s coming for me?”
“The Triple Deuces and the Muslims. Patterson wanted you dealt with. They made me get you here to do it.”
Xavier’s head turned like he was possessed. Shock, betrayal, disbelief and dozen other emotions all coalesced on his face. He pushed Xavier from his lap and went for his uniform. He pilfered through them but it was too late. Twist, Karif and four other men stood at the gate.
“Move away from the hack, Raheem.” Twist snarled at the two of them, naked on the floor. He brandished a wicked blade. “It’s time to end this.”
Raheem looked back at Xavier. He saw the mace clenched in his fist. The others didn’t. But even with the mace, he was a dead man. Raheem stood up and began to walk away. With each step something pulled at him, demanding him to do something. He couldn’t just let Xavier die. It was the longest walk he’d ever made. And probably would be his last.
The moment he was arm’s length from Twist, Raheem backhanded the man so hard that he fell to the ground. The rest of the men were shocked enough that he had time to snatch the shank from Twist’s hand. He hopped back on his heels and put himself between Xavier and his would be assassins.
Chaos erupted in the storage room. Twist and Karif’s men charged at Xavier and Raheem. The mace came in handy. Raheem cut down the first man after Xavier shot him in the eye with the chemical. Three hard stabs to the gut left the man without a will to fight. Raheem saw the life slip from the man’s eyes, not believing that he had just killed and did if for Xavier.
Fists collided with faces and guts. Raheem and Xavier literally fought for their lives. Once it was two on two, Karif and Twist joined in. Xavier didn’t see it coming but the Muslim slammed his balled fist into the guard’s side. When he pulled his hand away, a long, rigged piece of metal stuck out from his flesh.
Twist and another man had Raheem pressed up against a wall as he screamed out. An unknown fury tore at his heart. It was over. His eyes watered as he saw the life slowly slip from Xavier’s body. Their eyes connected and Xavier mouth a phrase before he was gone: I love you.
Raheem hung his head. Now it was his turn. It took a moment but the tears stopped flowing. But before he could look up, he felt the piercing pressure of a blade cutting into his face. His eyes shot open and he groaned out in pain. He looked at his killer and couldn’t believe his eyes. Shawn stood in front of him, blade in hand with a twisted smile on his face.
~ THE END ~
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