《Prison desires.[Pt1]》

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Kink: Blow jobs, orgasm denial, rough treatment.

Promt: Sam and Colby are both prisoners who got sent to prison for the same reason, which is second degree murder and assault with a deadly weapon and is in the same cell. One night, something stirs in both of them and that night transformed into a delicate symphony.

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《No one's POV》


It was a hot Sunday night in August, and the prison was stifling. The fans did little to cool the air, and the inmates lay restlessly in their cells, sticks of melting flesh in their cramped quarters.

Two such prisoners, Sam and Colby, tossed and turned on their narrow cots, unable to find comfort. They were both serving time for second-degree murder and assault with a deadly weapon, and fate had thrown them into the same cell. At first, they'd kept to themselves, quietly seething at their shared predicament. But tonight was different. Something stirred within them, an unspoken longing that pulled at their bodies and minds.

Colby, with his brown hair slick against his forehead, sat up suddenly, as if waking from a trance. His eyes, a deep ocean blue, scanned the dimly lit cell until they landed on Sam's figure. Sam, his blond hair gleaming like straw in the low light, was already looking at him, a challenge in his gaze.

Without a word, Colby stood and closed the distance between them, his bare feet silent on the cold floor. Sam watched him approach, feeling his heart begin to pound. This was it. The tension that had been building between them was about to snap, and they both knew it.

Colby stopped mere inches from Sam's face, close enough that their breath mingled. "What took you so long?" he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

Sam smirked, reaching out to trace the contours of Colby's muscular body with his calloused fingers. "Didn't want to make it too easy for you, pretty boy."

Colby shivered at the touch, his cock already beginning to stir. "Well, now that you're here, you better make it worth my while."

Sam's eyes darkened, and he grabbed Colby by the hair, pulling him into a hungry kiss. Their lips smashed together, teeth clashing, as they tasted each other for the first time. Colby moaned into Sam's mouth, his hands clinging to Sam's broad shoulders for support.

Breaking the kiss, Sam pushed Colby back against the bars of the cell, the cold metal a sharp contrast to their feverish skin. "You like it rough, don't you, Colby?" Sam growled, nibbling on Colby's earlobe and tugging at it with his teeth.

"Yes," Colby whispered, his breath coming in short gasps. "But not too rough. I bruise easily."

Sam chuckled, a deep, seductive sound that sent shivers down Colby's spine. "I'll try to contain myself, then." But even as he spoke, he tightened his grip on Colby's hair, tugging gently, enjoying the gasp of pleasure it elicited.

Sam's hands wandered down Colby's body, tracing the ridges of his abs before dipping lower to cup his growing erection through the thin prison jumpsuit. Colby arched into the touch, his head falling back against the bars with a soft clink. "Oh fuck," he breathed, his eyes fluttering closed.

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