TWINK

I gulped.

My slightly irritated-looking cellmate hadn't let go of me yet. His hands still pushed my head against the wall. Actually, his whole body had shoved me against the wall while he smelled my neck and hair. I could feel his hot breath fanning against the shell of my ear.

After a moment—which felt like minutes long—he leaned back and stared at me with dark eyes. Why didn't he say anything? Should I say anything? What should I do?

"I want a deal!" I suddenly blurted out, shouting it straight into his face!

Fuck, was this a smart move?

"You want a deal?"

"Y-yes. That's right."

Could this man please just let go of my head? It began to hurt now.

"Explain."

He finally let go of my head and slid his hands leisurely down my body. One hand stopped at my left hip and rested there. His other hand let go of my body and he positioned it beside my ear so he could lean against the wall.

"I need safety in this prison... Y-you can give me that." I tried to control the tremble that was in my voice, which I probably failed big time.

"Hmm, I think I can do that yes... But why would I want to do that? What can you offer me back for my services?"

I observed him a little. He wasn't a beast like some of the other men I saw today.

In my imagination, Skull Crusher was at least seven feet long and as broad as three men, covered in tattoos and he had a shaved head, but he didn't look like that at all. Instead, he was actually quite handsome. He was lean, maybe muscled? It was hard to see with these wide prison clothes on. He wore his shiny black hair out of his face. His facial features were very appealing.

He clenched his well-sculpted jaw. "Well?!" he asked impatiently when I hadn't replied to his question.

"I...my...uh... M-my body! I will sleep with you, but only if I get your full protection!"

Oh my God, the moment it came out of my mouth, I felt regrets. Maybe it would have been better to have begged him with sad puppy eyes?

He started to laugh out loud. The sound that came spilling from his lips tickled my ears. "You're quite demanding and bold for your appearance, aren't you? I kinda like that..."

Oh, so that was a good thing, right? He laughed at my words. He thought I was funny. He said he liked it! Maybe this will turn out good after all. Maybe he just wants to be my friend and doesn't want anything in return!

"Yes, quite bold... But why the fuck would I want this deal? If I want you, I'll just take you, and I don't need to go through the trouble of protecting your ass. Troubles give me a headache."

Ok. Shit.

In that case, since I was screwed anyway, I might as well bluff. I tried to act all cool, but truthfully told, I had trouble controlling my trembling lower lip. I was so fucking nervous.

"But..." My voice cracked. I cleared my throat and tried again. "But I want to be yours alone. I don't want to be anybody else's. You don't want to share me with anyone else, do you? I'll only serve you and I will be the best you ever had."

Fucking hell, that was a lie! Me, the best he ever had?! What a joke.

I was still a virgin. I had performed a blowjob twice in my life and both of those times ended up with me gagging, and the other guy telling me that my skills were kinda disappointing!

He chuckled. "Fuck, Twink! I really like your attitude!"

Skull Crusher then slowly nuzzled against my face and softly licked my trembling lips. "So you want to serve me?" he then whispered against my mouth.

"Y-yes..."

"You want to suck my cock?"

He pushed his knee between my legs, widening them up a bit.

Oh, God.

"If you p-protect me from the others, I will gladly suck your..." I swallowed. "...cock."

"I have to say, I'm almost there to give you what you want. Try to convince me a little bit more."

I placed my hands against his pecks. They felt hard underneath his orange prison suit. It was the same suit as I wore, only his was a little more faded. He obviously was longer in this place than I was. I guessed he was a few years older than my eighteen years.

"Don't you want to show me off? I know that some other men in here would die to fuck me. They yelled it to me when I was brought in. They all want me to be their little cockslut... B-but I will be only yours. Only you will be permitted to touch me, nobody else can."

Who would ever have guessed that I would stoop so low? I was practically selling myself here. But what other choice did I have? I couldn't take it up to all these beasts in here. It felt like I ended up in a dream—or nightmare.

"So, you want to be my bitch?" he asked.

I felt a shiver running down my spine when I thought about it. A bitch. Was that like a slave? Or a sub or something? What do bitches do? Sexual services?

"I will be all you want me to be. If you want a bitch... I will be your bitch. But in exchange, you can't let anyone hurt me..."

"What about me? Can I hurt you?"

"N-no... But...is that what you want? Cause then you can—"

"Hmm, no. I'm not a sadist."

Thank God!

My breath hitched when he suddenly placed his hand between my legs, cupped my dick, and gently started to rub it...

Oh, God! Will I lose my V-card right here and right now?! Was it already happening? Did he just accept the deal?

I was slightly embarrassed when my member instantly responded to his touch. It had a mind of its own. I just couldn't help it!

He smirked at me in triumph when I was painfully hard as a brick after only three massaging rubs.

I almost choked on my own spit before I dared to ask, "What are you doing?"

"Just checking out how much you can take before I accept your offer..."

My hard member twitched against his palm when he suddenly buried his face against my neck and his tongue began to lick the spot underneath my ear at an excruciatingly slow pace. This was one of my erogenous zones, and I couldn't hold back a small moan.

And it was at that moment I realized that I potentially could orgasm in front of Skull Crusher and that would be just too fucking embarrassing. I still had my clothes on. What the fuck was happening?

My breathing accelerated and became panting after he continued his massage.

The fact that I didn't receive any underwear when I came in this place, just my orange jumpsuit, and I now wasn't wearing boxer shorts because of that, didn't help either. My prison suit was wide, so he had good access to explore every inch of my treacherous cock.

Heat coiled inside me, and I felt a spurt of precum soaking up my suit.

Shit.

"Getting wet already?" he said before he bit into my earlobe.

"C-could you please..." I put my hand against his, but I didn't push him away.

I felt torn between what I wanted. I wanted him to stop, but at the same time, I didn't because it felt so good. Even though I had gained some sexual experiences in juvenile prison, I never felt like this.

"A minute ago you wanted to convince me that you would be the best bitch I've ever had. You wanted to suck my cock and do everything I want you to do and now you ask me to stop this? While I'm just rubbing you a bit."

"No, I...meant that I'll please y-you."

Not this. This was me being vulnerable in front of him. I didn't want this. I just meant he could use me and get it over with.

As he kept massaging, his other hand zipped open my uniform, and a hand slid inside, pinching and pulling on one of my nipples.

I looked at him and a mischievous grin was on his face. He watched me getting closer and closer.

"Ahh..."

My face felt scalding hot. I knew I was blushing right in front of his eyes. Now, I was positive he would keep this going till I soiled my pants.

My knees went weak, and I was pathetically gasping like a fish on dry land when his hand moved faster, driving me closer and closer to the edge.

"You are very responsive," he whispered against my mouth.

"Oh, G-god...ahh...!"

My hands clutched against his body, grabbing his back, and fisting his uniform. I couldn't believe what was happening.

"Make any louder sounds and all other inmates in this hallway can hear pretty Twink moaning like a little slut," he chuckled.

"Oh, fuck...f-fuck..." I whispered against his lips.

I was on the verge of coming when stroke after stroke assaulted my penis and pinch after pinch tortured my nipples. When he pushed his tongue inside my mouth and slurped his lips against mine, it became my downfall.

My balls tightened and stars were all I saw when I gasped into his mouth and came, soiling up the inside of the orange suit.

I trembled like a leaf in a breeze against his body, now in desperate search of some oxygen.

"Deal accepted."