The Whole Thing

The Part With The Agreement

Julian kept reliving it in his thoughts; the panting, sweating, pain. He was drowning in guilt and shame as the days went by. He couldn't even hold his wife without feeling nauseous.

He sluggishly made his way to the prison van. He had duties outside of this hell to complete. He would've preferred to just have the day off instead of drive around with an inmate all day. It was always risky. He hated being driven by inmates who hated him because there was always that lurking sense of being killed so they could escape. He hated even more being driven by those who liked him, they were all kiss-asses.

Julian got into the van and checked his right side to see who he'd be tortured with today.

Noel looked out from his fringe that hid his purpling, swollen forehead. This was the first time Julian had seen him since the incident. His lip was cut and he had bruises all up his neck. He said bruises but really they were love-bites.

"Should I drive up to the gate?"

Julian couldn't even talk. He simply nodded.

Noel Fielding was their worst criminal and most acclaimed, he should not have even been put on van duty for obvious reasons. Julian had no idea how he managed to be permitted to do the job.

They rolled up to the gate and Julian leant over his window to the post to punch in the key-code. The gate slowly opened and they were off into the real world.

"Where are we going?"

"Just head into town"

Noel grumpily obliged and things were silent for a little while.

"I keep telling people I got into a fight"

The silence was broken but Julian still didn't look at the battered boy.

"It's why I'm all bruised and can't sit on my ass, I say. They don't ask who with, they all assume it's one of their kind. No one suspects anything"

Julian shuffled in his seat but refused to partake in the conversation.

"I use sex as a weapon. This ain't the first time. I did a stretch when I was sixteen in juvy. I used sex to get the guards and the inmates to like me and to cater to my needs. It made me feel a little safer. I used sex on you, from the moment I saw you, batted eyelashes, pouting lips, blushing cheeks, laughing with you. It's all part of the act. I used sex so you wouldn't throw me out cause the truth is you're the only person I can talk to in here. I need them sessions"

Julian tried so hard to ignore him but ended up shooting a glance his way. It was brief but it caught Noel's glimmering eyes anyway.

"Please say something"

"Like what?"

"Anything"

"You used me"

"I did"

"I can't even look my wife in the eye"

"I'm sorry"

"I'm your goddamn superior"

"You are"

"It shouldn't have happened"

"Probably not"

Julian took a deep breath and looked over to Noel again.

"You'll do it again though"

"Yes"

Noel smiled, quickly looking over to Julian who was smiling too.

"I'll do it right now"

Noel concentrated his eyes on the road but let his arm reach over and his hand rest in Julian's lap. His fingers started undoing Julian's belt and then his fly and then his hand slipped over his underwear. He felt for Julian's dick and slowly rubbed it over the fabric.

Julian gulped down and closed his eyes. This was crazy. He barely knew this guy and he was meant to be an evil murderer. Yet he could help but let out a moan at Noel's motions.

"No kissing"

"Huh?"

Julian opened his eyes and frowned.

"I don't kiss. 'Specially if you have a wife"

"Alright... Mm, fuck"

Noel chortled and started pulling off to the side of the road. He parked the car behind some trees and turned to Julian, pulling his hand out of his pants.

"What are you doing?" Julian groaned, "I was enjoying that"

"Can't have you cumming in your pants and looking like you wet yourself the rest of the day. I'll have to suck you off"

Now Julian was chortling.