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1.4

*one month later*

jaнѕeн onғroy

i sat at the court yard bored as fuck and tired as fuck. i been so mentally drained and tired. i been trying to hang in there for jolie and my family but i don't think i can do it. none of them has called since a couple of days after my birthday. i tried killing myself but my cell mate snitched, i tied my shirt and pants together and went to step off the toilet but the fucking guards came in.

i sighed rubbing my beard. i think the last time i saw jolie was in november. i honestly miss her stupid ass. i wonder if her and my brother fucked or if they in a relationship. i mean if they is, she finna cheat on him with me.

period pooh

pfft sus

i yawned, walking back to my cell as i heard whistling.

"y'all pussy asses better stop whistling at me like i'm some gotdamn bitch!" i spat going in my cell laying down.

i looked under my bed and found my ketchup packets because my fucking mom stop sending money, i guess she too busy or some shit.

i grabbed them and counted them. i think i gotta enough for my dick. i plan in jacking off tonight, i don't care about my cellmate.

"LUNCH TIME BOYS" the guard said.

i got up and went down the and went to eat this nasty ass food.

"ayo babyboy getting thicc"

"someone said he got a train"

"fred told me he gotta dark skinned boyfriend"

"i need to know his skin and body care routine"

i rolled my eyes and went and sat at my table. jolie been on my mind for a good minute. i wonder what's gone go down when we meet up again.

i plan on cuddling her all day and night. i don't know if i wanna fuck her or not. i still don't know her past she never told me shit.

i ate my roll and mash potatoes i guess and the rest of the shit before going to my cell. i looked in the mirror and i look completely different, my face is chubbier, my eyes look sunken my hole frame bigger, i still got my abs fuck you mean.

i went over to my desk and continued writing down my lyrics for my new album. i know i wanted to die since i was 17 so i named it 17 i have that same feeling.

"shower time maggots!" the guard shouted.

i groaned getting up. i grabbed my body wash i bought months ago. i only had a little bit left and i still have a month here.

i hurried and stripped to get my spot in the corner.
i stepped in the shower room seeing some lil boy in my spot.

oh fuck no

"aye! get the fuck outta my spot!" i said walking up to him.

he hesitated before moving.

"ahh, there goes my princess" dantae said.

i could see the fear in the lil dudes eyes which made me feel bad.

"don't you fucking touch what's mine!" i shouted at dantae.

i pulled the boy over to me and wrapped my arm around his waist.

"oh i aint think it was possible for two twinks to smash but have at it" dantae said walking away with his group of elephants.

"my bad" i said unwrapping my arm, extremely washing the gay off. "i seen enough people get rapped" he just nodded.

i let him have my corner after i finished, i snuck out heading to my cell. they got at least bout 15 minutes. i'm glad i bought me a watch. i sat my desk and palmed my dick.

i need to make this a quick nut.

i took off my shirt and put it in my mouth and grabbed my ketchup packets.
i waited about 3 minutes till my dick was pumping out precum. i used that as lube before adding ketchup.

my dick look like a burnt hotdog.

i started stroking my shit, thinking of anything that can help me get a quick nut i desperately need. i squeezed my dick, gasping into my shirt at the tight feeling.

geneva could never

i imagined a thicc girl throwing it back on me, our skin clapping, her ass jiggling, and a tight pussy.
i groaned at my imagination picking up the pace as i eased into the amazing feeling i missed, lifting my hips a bit, thrusting into my hand.

my other hand rubbed up and down my thigh as i kept thrusting. my breathing got heavier as collected the precum off my tip

i groaned slicking my self up with just my kids, screwing my eyes shit as my chest started to rise and fall with my quick, heavy breaths.
the wet noises filling the room with sound as i felt my stomach do a backflip.

"fuckk" i lowly moaned into the shirt as i thrusted my hips faster.

i felt the pleasure current running up my body as my toes curled and my eyes rolled. my dick pulsed a few times before i stumbled to the toliet thrusting into my fist.

a raw moan ripped threw my throat as i came in the toliet, panting.

i wiped my hand off and grabbed my water bottle i had under my bed. i rinsed my hand and dick off wiping the rest on my shirt before putting everything away.

the bell rung dismissing everyone to their bunks, as i laid in my bunk tired and sleepy.

i heard my cell mate come in trying to be quiet as possible but failing.

"onfroy!" the guard said hitting my cell door.

"we're moving you to good behavior, pack your shit and come on" he said turning around.

i'm tired as fuck, sleepy as fuck, and weak as fuck.
after i get my first or second nut i sleep but naw.