TWINK
"What's with you today?" Unicorn asked me while both of us folded the 372947th bag of the day.
How he could even fold one with those ridiculous long-ass nails of his, was honestly a mystery to me.
"Oh, nothing..." I sighed.
That was kind of a lie because there was something on my mind. It began with an S and ended with kull.
"Did Skull fuck you too hard last night? Are you in pain, baby?"
"What? No!"
He didn't fuck me at all... He just sent me to heaven and back before he left me flabbergasted. Ten minutes later, he was snoring in his own bed while my dick still tingled from his saliva.
Then in the morning, he didn't utter a single word about what had happened. Instead, he began to talk about fucking bugs?!
"In Southeast Asia lives an ant species that are called the Treetop-dwelling ants. They have a unique defensive move. Do you know what they do? They take down their enemies by blowing themselves up! They rupture their own body and then spatter their rivals with toxic fluid. These soldier ants sacrifice themselves to protect the others."
Wow, really interesting, Skull... Not!
I didn't wanna talk about stupid ants! I wanted to talk about something else.
Or not.
Pfff... I didn't even know. Maybe talking about it would be too fucking weird anyway. All I knew was that he left me feeling strange, yet so good...
"Twink?!"
"Huh?"
Unicorn softly knocked on my forehead with a fist. "What is going on in that pretty head of yours?"
"I'm just tired."
That wasn't a lie. I literally got no sleep last night. I just couldn't figure that man out. He was just weird! First, he accepted the deal: me getting protection, him getting sex. However, when I had gotten—and still got—his protection, he had never asked for sex in return. Instead, he gave me a good time, and then he slept?!
I just don't understand...
Maybe he was straight? But then why would he even touch me in the first place? A straight man wouldn't suck off another guy just for fun. So, I think that him being straight is out of the question.
Oh God, he really did make me feel so good. Last evening was something else. The mere thought of it made me feel hot all over again.
And what did he mean by I needed to come to him next time? I could never be that shameless! Or could I...?
"Give me that, Oh my God!"
Unicorn yanked the paper bag out of my hands and started folding it himself.
"No mames wey, vales madre. You are useless today!" He shook his head.
I was pretty sure he was insulting me in his own language but maybe I deserved it. His stack of folded bags was like five times higher than mine.
"I'm sorry."
"Ugh...It's ok. We all have days like this in here."
"I'll do better." I grabbed a new sheet of paper and started folding again. When I did three, I asked: "Unicorn, can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Why are you in here?"
"I came to this country for love. I was so in love, Twink. So in love! And you know what that man did to me?"
I shook my head. I could see Unicorn was starting to get angry because of the increasing bulging vein on his forehead.
"He cheated on me! On me! Can you believe that? It makes me so angry again to think about that man! Chinga tu madre, pinche pendejo. Vete a la verga!"
"Wow. What a dick."
Poor Unicorn.
"A dick? Oh, his dick is gone. That's why I am in here."
"Oh my God. You chopped it off?" I asked.
I agreed that cheating is a serious dick move but to cut the thing off was a little extreme. Or did he mean he killed the guy?
"Chopped it off? Oh no..." Unicorn shook his head.
"Ok, I thought you really meant that you—"
"I bit it off."
~
"Skull, good luck with your cellmate today!" Unicorn complained while he put his tray of food down and sat at our table.
Skull smirked and looked at me as he asked Unicorn what he meant.
"He was a disaster today. I don't know where he was with his mind, but not with me, that's a fact! I did all the work myself! I deserve that one dollar he made, not him. Look at my nails! And where the hell is Volcano? Now I have to carry this tray of food all by myself."
"I could have carried it for you, or Sheep could," Spiderleg explained. He would do anything and everything for his sweet Unicorn.
"No... You know I want Volcano to do this for me. You all have different tasks, my papacitos."
I rolled my eyes and looked at Skull.
He was still smirking at me, now with a visible twinkle in his eyes. "So, what were you thinking about all day long, Twink?"
I quickly stuffed some rice in my mouth and looked in another direction. There, my eyes met another man I didn't wanna see right now.
Hulk.
That man was eyeing me again. It was starting to get a little annoying now, to be honest. Every time that man was in my presence, and I happened to look at him, he was watching me already, undressing me with that creepy stare...
"Is he bothering you?" Skull asked.
I looked at my cellmate and noticed he watched the big guy too. Skull clenched his jaw before he asked again: "Does he?"
"No. No, he doesn't. I haven't spoken to him since that first day in the showers. He hasn't bothered me again."
"Ok. That's good."
I asked Calculus if he could switch places with me, so I didn't have to look at Hulk anymore and Calculus cooperated. Hulk could look at my beautiful orange back from now on.
~
"Do you know what Unicorn told me today?"
I kneeled on my bed and leaned over the edge, where I saw Skull lying with his arms folded under his head and his legs crossed.
"Tell me," Skull replied, and he looked up at me.
"He said that he's behind bars because he bit off his ex's cock and the man bled to death!"
"Unbelievable, isn't it?"
"You think it's true? But...how can someone bite that thing off?!"
"Well, remember what I did to you yesterday?"
I quickly sat up straight again so he couldn't see me anymore.
"..."
"He was probably doing that same thing, but instead of sucking the guy off till he blissfully came—as I did to you—Unicorn just..." He slammed his teeth together, making a biting sound. "...bit it off."
Shivers ran down my spine at the thought of someone biting off my dick.
"But still isn't a penis way too hard to do that?" I replied, trying not to think about the blowjob he had given me.
"I don't know. I've never tried it and I'm not intending to do so. Your dick is way too cute to be bitten off. But if you prefer, next time I can use a little bit of teeth, I know some guys like that. Though I'm not a fan of it myself."
"...!"
He chuckled, and we were quiet after that while the gears in my head weren't quiet at all. My mind was working overtime again. All I could think of was that asshole Skull with his divine mouth.
Again.
Like I hadn't thought about that enough already. It was in my mind ninety percent of the day. Ugh. What had that man done to me?
~
It was in the middle of the night. I once again couldn't sleep.
He had said that he would suck me off next time... The thought alone made my belly tingle.
"I'm not a fan of that myself..."
Another thing he had said, and it made me wonder. What would be a good blowjob according to Skull?
That night was the first night that I began to fantasize about him. Erotically, I mean. I had tried to stop myself, but in the end, I lost the fight with my inner desires. I told myself that if it was just in my head, nobody needed to find out. My thoughts were my thoughts, and mine alone.
When I closed my eyes, I was back in that moment again. His mouth on me. The dirty slurping sounds he made. The way he looked at me while he was busy...
Oh my God. I got hot thinking about it.
My many erotic thoughts weren't only about him pleasing me. They were also about me pleasing him. I fantasized I really was the best he ever had, just like I had bragged to him on that first day. In real life, he would probably be way disappointed with my mediocre skills, though.
I also fantasized that I would wipe away that stupid grin on his face using my perfect skills. He would scream, telling me I was the best ever. My imagination went wild. I wondered what his face would look like if he would fall apart in front of me. What would he sound like? Would he moan?
Or what his dick looks like...
That one time in the showers I glanced at it, but I was too shy to look at his crotch closely. I kinda was bummed out because of that now. Ugh... Why didn't I pay more attention back then?
Still, it was flaccid that day. How would it look when aroused? Was he hard himself yesterday?
So many thoughts, yet all these thoughts were overruled by one other question.
Why the fuck hadn't he tried anything yet?!
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