A gay story: Fresh Meat At The Prison Pt. 05 All characters are above the age of 18.
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On the day of our release, some guys shook our hands and patted us on the back, but most glared and spewed filthy words. I was really nervous someone was going to start a fight and our release would be delayed or canceled. More paperwork and more processing seemed to take forever.
Thankfully, maybe because it was an unconventional last minute release, and many others were leaving at the same time, by the evening, we made it out of the building’s front doors, and I took a deep breath. It was the same air as the outside yard, but it seemed so much fresher!
Drake had been no where in sight. I thought he would at least help us process out. It had made me more nervous without him, though he said he had prepared everything for us in advance himself.
A dust cloud in the distance caught my eye. Gavin had his arm around me enjoying the oxgyen. He was in there longer than me and without me for most of it. I can’t imagine how he was feeling.
The dustcloud turned into a shiny white truck and stopped in front of us. Omg! It’s Drake! In jeans!! He looked younger and physically larger. His thin tshirt outlined his large chest and defined abs when the wind blew. Oh, his arm muscles were huge. I just realized I rarely saw them in his long sleeve security uniform.
“Wipe the drool off your face, pouty lips,” Gavin dryly teased me. I quickly did in case there actually was!
Drake laughed and held the door open for me. Gavin rode shotgun, and I sat in the backseat, leaning forward to talk with them.
“You came for us!”
“Of course! Did you doubt me? I took the day off to set up things and help you both settle in.” I leaned even more forward, as far as the loose seatbelt would allow, and pecked him on the cheek as he drove. He smiled wide.
We drove about half an hour to a suburb of the nearby city. The scenes flashed by until we slowed at a cute two story house with a white picket fence and everything!
“Is this where you arranged housing for us? Is it like a half way house or something? It looks really nice, like a home I’d want to live in with my family in the future,” I said dreamily.
“It’s actually mine.”
“You run a halfway house?”
“No, this is my home. I thought it could be comfortable until you find a place, if you want, or you can just stay with me.”
“Woah, really?”
Gavin added, “We wouldn’t want to impose.”
“I’ve been thinking about getting a roommate anyways,” Drake brushed it off
“Thanks, man. I’ll pay rent and bills as soon as I find a job.”
“No rush,” Drake smiled at both of us.
I jumped out of the car. “Wow! It’s so cute.”
“Almost as cute as you,” Drake squeezed my cheek.
“Hey!” I pushed his hand away playfully.
“Let me give you both a tour.” Drake unlocked the door and led the way.
After showing us a spacious living room with a big tv, the kitchen with an attached open dining room, basement, and back porch, he showed us upstairs.
“Sorry, I only have one bed at the moment. There’s also a couch.” Drake showed them each. The bed was really big, like a California king.
Gavin laughed, “What’s up with the orgy bed?”
Drake sputtered, “My grandpa bought it for me! It was on sale, and he thought it would be comfortable. I have a couple other rooms that can be used as bedrooms, but they’re full of workout stuff and an office space at the moment.” He showed us those downstairs as well.
“Rory, you should sleep with Drake,” Gavin kissed my forehead and started grabbing blankets from a linen closet for the couch.
I turned to Drake and shyly asked, “Can Gavin sleep with us, too?” Both of the guys paused and looked at each other.
Drake broke the silence first, “Yeah, I don’t mind if you don’t, man.”
Gavin cleared his throat, “Um, no, that’s fine.”
“But I want to be in the middle!” I quickly added.
They laughed. Drake pet my hair as Gavin replied, “Of course.”
Drake offered a few choices of his loose, comfortable clothes for Gavin, but he said he preferred sleaping in his boxers. Drake brought a few bags of grocery bags with toiletries he’d bought for us. “I just got some bare essentials. We can go shopping sometime over the next few days for everything else you both need.”
With a slight blush, he handed me another bag with new pjs with the tag still on them.
“I got pajamas for you. If you don’t like them, you don’t have to wear them! Though they’d probably be big, I can give you a pair of my sweats.”
I was excited he cared enough to think of me! I pulled out a matching baby blue set. The fabric was super soft. The shorts looked comfortable and loose, but they were tiny! As I held them up, Drake blushed even more.
“Nice,” Gavin approved.
I dressed and brushed my teeth in the bathroom. As I moved around, I liked the feel of the fabric brushing my upper thighs. When I turned around and leaned over, they rode up, showing my ass cheeks. I’m liking Drake’s choice of clothes. The matching tshirt had cute little white buttons running down the front, which I unbuttoned at the top to show off my defined clavicles.
When I emerged out of the bathroom, both guys’ eyes roamed my body. When I reached the bed, I crawled on my hands and knees to the middle, giving them a good view of my exposed butt. They groaned.
The first night, I slept great. The stress of the past few days, well really all my time in prison, had been a heavy weight. Now, I felt like the other shoe might drop at any second, but rationally I knew I’m safe now. I just had to keep reminding myself of that fact. Being between the guys made me feel the safest.
It was soooo cozy between them. I wanted to sleep like this every night! And even though Gavin and Drake were so good to me during my time in prison, this felt like the first time I was able to feel completely relaxed since meeting them.
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I slept in late! By the time I woke up, the sun was high in the sky, and I was alone in bed. Drake had told us before that he had to get up early to go to work. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I found Gavin in the living room, focused on a laptop screen.
“Oh!”
“Good morning. What is it, pouty lips?” Gavin asked fondly.
“You… look reeeally good with glasses. Whatcha doing?”
“Maybe I’ll wear them more often.” I smiled, and he continued. “I’m updating my CV and applying to accounting jobs. I want to get a job as soon as possible to pull my weight around here.”
I was surprised again! “You’re an accountant?”
“Why? Do I look too dumb to play with numbers?”
“No, not at all! It’s just that life is too cruel. You look like that, and you’re super smart! I’m glad you’re mine… right?”
He placed the laptop to the side and grabbed me, pulling me to his lap sideways. “Don’t ever doubt it.” He kissed my temple and settled the laptop over my legs.
“Wait, were you in for a white collar crime? I always assumed the rumors about you going to prison was because you beat someone up so severely that he was in the ICU for like 3 months and barely made it from the brink of death?”
“Hmmm. I’m surprised you never asked before.”
“At first, I was too nervous to ask, and then later, I just didn’t care. Does that make me a bad person? What if you were in there for something really bad? I didn’t want to know, honestly.” I looked away and pretended to pick off invisible lint from my sleep shorts.
“Of course that doesn’t make you a bad person. I know…” Gavin looked a little vulnerable for the first time ever! Woah. “I know you chose me out of necessity, so you were just in survival mode, my beautiful boy. But I promise I’ll make you really happy while you’re with me. As much as I can.” He nuzzled my cheek.
“You always make me happy!” I wrapped my arms around his neck. “So are you going to tell me now?”
“One of my co-workers stole millions from the company I was working for. He was sort of my main competitor at work. We were always trying to one up the other and fighting over accounts and who gets which high profile clients. Anyways, to cover his tracks, without my knowledge, he had used accounts opened in my name for all of his illegal activities that went back years, so when he was close to getting caught, there was no way I could prove I wasn’t involved. And it turns out, the embezzlement and everything he did would have ended up as a very long sentence for me. I consulted multiple lawyers, and none of them could find a way out. Most of them didn’t even believe me once presented with the evidence. So, I got angry, and beat the guy to a pulp. He was terrified, rightfully so, and confessed he acted alone, so I was off the hook for that, but then I was sentenced for assault. Still, the assault wasn’t charged as attempted murder, so it ended up being shorter than the white collar crimes.” He kissed me neck. “And I met you. It all worked out in the end. I’d go through all of it again to be able to have you like this here in my arms.”
I shifted in his lap. That was weirdly romantic. “I’m still sorry you had to go through that.” I told him how my cousin set me up. “So, I guess we’re kind of in the same boat!”
“Except that I did end up committing a crime, while you’re as innocent as ever. I might end up committing another crime if I ever run into that spineless, pathetic cousin of yours.” His hands clemched into fists.
“No, he’s not worth it!” He still seemed angry. I thought I should change the subject. “Will you help me make a CV and apply for a job later?”
That got his attention. He smiled and kissed me again, “Of course, I’d love to help you with that.”
Even though he didn’t say it to me, hearing him say the word “love” made me feel warm and tingly. I wonder if I should tell him about my feelings, or maybe this is just a temporary thing for him. Thinking of the day he decides to leave made me sad, but I tried to shake it off. I’m in his arms now. I wanted whatever he would give me for however long.
“Are you interested in any careers? It’s okay if you’re not. I’ll help you find something.”
“I’ve been thinking about maybe being a vet tech?” I had thought a lot about that through high school, but never had the courage to move forward with getting the certification or anything. My dad thought I should try to find a more manly job, whatever that meant, instead of, as he said, playing with animals all day like a sissy.
“You’d be good at whatever you decide on. We’ll look at how to get you certified and what requirements you’ll need. I’ll have to review what your sentence was. I think yours was minimized, so it shouldn’t be a hinderance to getting certified. Also, many states, including ours, have less stringent exclusion criterias for cases like yours for jobs in the medical field.”
Wow, he talks a lot more since getting out of prison. I loved listening to his voice and thoughts. I smiled shyly, “Thank you, Gavin.” I pecked him on the lips.
“If you keep tempting me, I’m not going to be able to get any work done… But maybe I’ve done enough for the day.” He went to put the laptop away, but I scrambled off his lap.
“No, you finish up! I want to support you, too. I’ll spend some time outside and do some yoga!”
He grunted. “Thinking of you doing yoga is not helping.”
“Sorryyyy!” I giggled and ran away.
I loved Drake’s grassy backyard. It bordered an undeveloped area of land and was just so refreshing after prison scenery and the caged empty lot we had for any outdoor time.
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When Drake got home, I was naked and riding a fully clothed Gavin except for his monster cock in a reverse cowboy. I was arched, nipples peaked, mouth slack, and my balls and dick bobbing as Gavin bounced me exaggeratedly on his lap, pounding into me with a force.
“Holy fuck, this is a good sight to return home to!” Drake exclaimed. He quickly stripped off his pants and underwear, his cock standing at attention. He stood in front of me and slapped my face with his meaty flesh.
“Mhmmm!” I moaned. I licked the underside of his cock and lavished his balls.
“I was hard all day thinking of this pretty boy in my house, under my roof, your smell on my sheets,” he admitted.
“I want your big cock, Drake.”
Our equally excited eyes locked as he fed me his length. He tasted manly. I rubbed one of his balls then the next as he slipped deeper. I lightly pulled on them, and Drake grunted.
Gavin reached around and rubbed my balls deliciously, holding them out of the way as he continued his steady pounding of my ass. I spread my legs wider over his.
I ran a hand down Drake’s defined chest and abs. His muscles twitched under my attention. He gripped my hair on either side, and started face fucking me. All I could do was hold onto his hips for balance.
Gavin increased his pace, thrusting up into me, the sounds of his hips slapping against mine sounding obscene. He gripped my dick in one of his hands and lightly moved over it. I hummed and moaned around Drake’s cock. He loved that and grinded deep in my throat.
Gavin squeezed my dick, almost painfully, and stroked me roughly. It was perfect. I was full to capacity and stuffed on both ends. As one still gripped my hair to control my movements, Drake’s other hand fixed around my neck as he impaled my throat and mouth.
Gavin shifted his angle slightly and, “Oooohhh!!!” My shouts were muffled. My ass squeezed Gavin and my throat spasmed around Drake. My eyes filled with tears at the intense pleasure. Gavin stroked me twice more, and I exploded!
The guys ramped up their efforts even more, chasing their own pleasure, pushing in me as far as they could go. I’d never felt more stuffed in my life. One after the other, they filled me up. I swallowed every drop of Drake and could feel Gavin’s come deep inside me.
We collapsed on the couch. My hips were sideways over Gavin, so he pushed back in any come that tried to drip out of my ass. I was sensitive, and it made me twitch, but I liked the feeling of ownership from it.
My head was in Drake’s lap. He pet my hair. “So, dinner?” He asked.
“Yes, please.” I replied.
We quickly washed up and met up in the kitchen.
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We had a peaceful dinner. Both Gavin and I burned any food we touched. We had eaten microwaved leftovers for lunch. A happy surprise – Drake turned out to be quite the chef! He said it was just a hobby, but it smelled and tasted like a professional three course meal.
Watching him in the kitchen was extremely addicting. He was so passionately focused on what he was doing. I gravitated around him, unable to look away. It was probably partially the stove and oven, but he was making me feel heated.
I pulled at his sleeve. “Hey, Drake?”
“Yeah, gorgeous boy?” Drake tenderly said.
Gavin sat on a stool at the kitchen island.
“Can you…” I don’t know why I was still nervous sometimes to voice my desires around the guys. Maybe because usually they took the lead and decided. Drake stopped what he was doing for a moment to give me his attention.
“Go on,” Gavin encouraged me.
I looked back at Drake, “Can you cook me, um, breakfast sometime while…”
“Of course, I’ll cook you breakfast everyday. Anything you want tomorrow?”
“You naked,” I blushed at my request.
This was one of the few times I caught them both off guard. Gavin laughed, and Drake groaned.
“We could arrange that, as long as you’re my assistant.”
“Yes!” Shortly after, my stomach growled.
“Let’s set the table,” Gavin appeared behind me and swatted my ass.
Our dinner conversation was weirdly natural. Drake told us about his day and prison guard politics. We told him about ours. He was very supportive of our career aspirations, seemed to already know about Gavin’s past, and asked to sit in on one of my yoga sessions, while slipping his hand under the table and over my thigh. He gently fondled me, and I giggled in delight. I could get used to this!
That night, getting into bed was completely different. Now that I’d had time to catch up on sleep, relax, and rejuvinate, I realized I was between the two sexiest men ever. I couldn’t get comfortable. I mean, I was super comfortable but uncomfortable in another way. I kept fidgeting. I was so turned on. I just kept thinking of all the hot stuff these guys had done to me and all the hot stuff they could now.
“Why are you moving around so much?”
“What’s wrong? Do you need more space? Gavin and I take up a lot of the bed.”
“Noooo!” I whined. “That’s the opposite of what I need.”
“Oh, baby boy, you haven’t had enough? You’re unsatiable. No wonder you need two viral men,” Gavin’s gravel voice only added fuel to the fire. He bit my ear.
“Oh!” I whimpered. “It’s your fault. You’re both so sexy and big and rough and ugh!”
“Fuck, I’ll always respond to your desire, beautiful boy.” Drake reached for my sleep shorts and dragged them off my smooth legs. As he kissed me deeply, he fondled my nipples between his fingers.
“Yeah, I love your hands on me!” I mumbled between his aggressive kisses.
Gavin shifted in bed, and I heard his boxers hit the floor. He grabbed lube from the dresser. Gavin interrupted us and flipped me on my hands and knees. The sound of the cap opening made my dick harder. A moment later, his dripping fingers shoved into me. Oh that was a lot! He stretched me wide fast! 3 fingers at once burned even though I was still a little loose from before. He inched into me all the way, twisting, and pumping. I was panting.
He pulled out and shoved his already slicked dick in me wothout warning. That slight burn also heightened my pleasure. “AH! Gavin!! Harder! Yes!!! Fuck me hard, ugh, just like that, ugghh!”
He pounded into me, shaking the bed. Drake was breathless as he stroked himself. Yes!! This is exactly what I needed!!
Gavin reached under me and wrapped his thumb and pointer finger around the base of my dick and squeezed. What’s he doing? I tried to shift forward, so he’d jack me, but he didn’t. His fingers stayed firmly in place like… a cock ring! I moaned, and he rammed against my prostate. Pleasure shot through me. I was going insane. I was building up so high so quick. I pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts. His balls slapped me with every deep thrust. I was ready to come! I was ready!! He stuttered behind me, slammed into me one last time and unloaded into me spurt after spurt, grinding his hips into me.
“Gavin!!! I- I-” I didn’t know what to say. I was so far gone, just on the edge, hanging there.
He rubbed my balls.
“Hmmm!” My legs shook and my body was weak and tense at the same time.
Gavin slipped out of me, making me shiver with pleasure, disappointment, and anticipation. He leaned down to my ear, his deep voice informing me, “Waiting will be worth the payoff. Trust me.”
“Uughhh!!” was the only way I could reply. Gavin was still holding the base of my dick, literally holding off my orgasm with his hand. I felt so empty!
He turned to Drake, “I know you like him needy and desperate.”
Drake breathed deeply and squeezed the back of my neck, “I do, I really do.” He caressed down my spine, down the curve of my back, and fondled my ass cheeks. I tried to rub back against him as best as I could.
With his free hand, Gavin started pumping my already fully erect dick. I pumped into him until it started to become too much and tried to twist my hips away, but Drake held my hips steady and Gavin followed, continuing to painfully pleasure me.
“Ugh! Uuggh! I- Pleaseeee!” I didn’t know if I was begging for more or less at this point.
Gavin focused his attention on my cockhead, and full body shudders overtook me. It was like I was being electrocuted. He paused for a quick reprieve, then continued. My body wouldn’t stop jerking. My teeth were chattering, “T-t-too much!”
“You can take it,” Gavin stated matter of factly.
Drake lined up behind me and shoved his large cock in me. I wailed!! I felt grounded and also high in the clouds.
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Drake was right there with me. “Shit! Fuck! So hot!!! You feel so good!” He pumped in and out with a forcefull passion that shook the bed.
He built in strength with each thrust as if gaining energy from the pleasure of impaling me. I fell to my elbows, my head resting on the pillow.
“Draakeee! Gaaavinnn!” I whined and pleaded in desire.
Drake’s hips picked up speed. All my nerve endings were shot. Each glide of his shaft against my walls and his head over my prostate felt like the first time.
“G-give me your come, Drake! I w-want to feel you deep in me.” My body continued to shake.
Drake roared! His pounding pushed me up the bed. I was hitting the headboard but didn’t care.
Gavin released his hold on me and stroked my dick. My orgasm was ripped out of me. I collapsed from my elbows to just being crushed against the bed, as Drake pressed his body over me and breeded me with stuttering hips. Drake’s cock felt huge in me!
Drake grunted, “FUCK!! I feel you- UGHH!!” He shot his hit come deep inside me just like I wanted, mixing with Gavin’s. The reminder caused my body to spasm more. Drake finished and fell half on top of me.
My body was still spasming with afterschocks. Was my orgasm still going? I was still spurting come. I’d never come this much in my life. Ughhh Gavin’s hand was still lightly stroking me. After one last spurt of come and a shudder, my body completely melted like jello.
It took several minutes for us to be able to breathe.
“I can’t move. You both fucked me too good,” my words were slurred. They both groaned and laughed, and I passed out.