Coronation Street Cock Whores
DISCLAIMER: This story is purely fictional fantasy and has no bearing on the show, the characters or the actors playing them. The story involves sex between adults and teens under the age of consent.
Chapter 5: The Prison
Gary Windass had been in prison for months and despite being able to sneak the odd wank in the shower or bed, he was absolutely desperate to plug some fanny... in fact, just any hole at all. He'd even considered hitting up the gay lad a few cells down but he was a bit fem for him. He decided to hit the showers and bash out another load down the plug hole, providing he could nab one of the private cubicles.
As Gary approached the prison showers he heard a familiar voice call his name from behind.
"Gary! Gary Windass!" the voice shouted.
Gary spun around with a mean look on his face ready to defend himself but found he knew the guy that stood before him.
"Paul! Alright mate?" he exclaimed. "What you doing in here?"
Paul Foreman, Gemma's brother and Billy's ex, strode confidently up to Gary and shook his hand.
"Ah mate, I fucked up and punched a fella who was giving me grief on a night out, now I'm in here for a month and Billy wants nothing to do with me... probably shagging Todd as we speak" he rolled his eyes and shrugged.
"Bad luck pal, well at least you've got me and old Johnny for company... fucking hell the whole street will be in here soon, we'll have Ken in the next cell" Gary laughed.
Paul chuckled and noticed Gary had his towel and soap in his hand.
"You having a shower? I'll tag along if that's alright, don't fancy my chances on my own just yet" Paul said. "Give me a minute I'll grab my stuff" he added as he headed towards his nearby cell.
Gary nodded and smiled but thought `fuck sake, there goes my wank'. He walked into the shower area and noticed a few blokes in the communal section, cocks and balls hanging out without a care, and spotted two empty cubicles next to each other in the corner. He tapped his foot impatiently waiting for Paul and a few seconds later the scally lad came strutting around the corner.
"Couple of cubicles over there, one each yeah?" Gary said, pointing to the corner.
"Ah wicked cheers" Paul replied and headed for the furthest cubicle in the corner. They had long brown doors and weren't the cleanest of showers but at least the locks worked so you had a bit of privacy. The walls inside were scratched and graffitied, with dubious stains on the floor tiles.
Gary slammed the door behind him and locked it, stripping his clothes off and tossing them to rest on the top of the cubicle door. He pressed the tap and sighed as the warm, but not quite hot, water spurted out across his naked pale body. Gary ran his hands down his muscled, firm, milky body and flexed his toned arms. He reached out for some shower gel and lathered up his palms, starting with his hairy ginger pits before moving on to his muscley but slender legs. Gary eventually massaged his groin, his nest of ginger pubes (unshaven from the time in prison) soaped up and as he moved towards his chunky pale cock he felt a stirring and noticed his semi begin to emerge. Gary washed his egg-like heavy balls, covered in strawberry-blonde wiry pubic hair and watched his impressive cock grow to full length. The foreskin rolled back slowly to reveal a perfect pink head as his full 8.5 inches painfully throbbed against the warm water. Lastly, he moved round to his firm, bubble ass - two lovely pale globes, which when parted, revealed a bright pink hole surrounded by a light smattering of ginger arse hair. Gary spread his legs and soaped up his gorgeous bum, running a finger around his tight snatch.
In the next cubicle, Paul was being treated to a peep show. As soon as he'd entered the shower he'd noticed a small hole in the adjoining wall and took the opportunity to catch a glimpse of Gary naked. He didn't realise he'd end up watching the stud builder stroke his massive erection and soap up his arse. Gary was by now pumping away at his cock and had his eyes closed. The lathering of the soapy fist causing bubbles to form around his dick and provide a lubricant that gave him a real nice sensation.
Paul was also hard as a rock, watching intently through the hole and waning his own fat dick. Paul's 7 incher was known for its girth, with few men able to accommodate it, meaning his was normally always a bottom. Paul's hole was twitching at the sight of Gary's gorgeous pole and Paul couldn't stop thinking about how he wanted to slide himself down on that big ginger prick. Paul panted as he wanked himself with one hand and rubbed his wet hole with the other. All of a sudden he lost his balance...
THUD!
Paul slipped and his body weight landed against the adjoining shower wall, his face though firmly pressed against the peep hole. Gary was broken from his trance and looked toward the wall, spotting Paul's eye flicker in panic. He was being watched this whole time! Paul regained his balance and pushed himself away from the peep hole, turning bright red and cursing himself under his breath for being caught. What would he do now? Wait until Gary finished then leave after him and try to avoid him? He was in prison for a month, that would never work!
Just as a mixture of thoughts ran through his head, he heard the shower in the next cubicle turn off and the door click open. A second later, he heard a soft knock on his own door. Paul gulped and cringed... he reached forwards and unlocked it, opening it slightly to protect his modesty. Gary Windass' strength was no match for his own, as the jailbird barged into the cubicle and slammed the door shut behind him. He snarled at Paul and clenched his fists, both men completely naked and both still with big erections.
Paul tried to cover his modesty and cowered into the corner, but Gary batted his hands away.
"You've been looking at me so let me have a look at you" Gary ordered.
Paul stood still, arms at his side, and nervously looked at Gary, unsure as to what his next move would be.
"Look mate, no harm eh?" Paul muttered, "I'll stay out your way".
"Nah, reckon we can come to an arrangement pal" Gary said. He put his hands on his hips and nodded down towards his large throbbing penis.
"Suck it" he commanded.
Paul blinked rapidly and didn't move. Did he hear that right?
"Fucking suck it" Gary snarled.
Paul gulped and inside did a cartwheel. He was being made to suck a perfect cock of a guy he'd fancied his ages... heaven!
Paul sank to his knees and closed his eyes. He gripped the base of the meaty tool with one hand and devoured the pale long cock with his warm and talented mouth. Paul firmly and quickly sucked and licked the pole, putting his best cocksucking moves on Gary and making him emit low moans within seconds.
"Fuck that's good, yeah man" Gary sighed under his breath.
Paul used his tongue to press against the pink fat head, flicking the piss slit and giving Gary fantastic sensations. He spent a bit longer inhaling the cock, Gary placing two hands on his head and holding it in place as all 8.5 inches sat down Paul's throat and the lad choked on it, his nose pressed firmly against the ginger bush. Gary withdraw and Paul gasped, a long strand of saliva connecting his mouth with the delicious cock. Paul immediately replaced Gary's dick with his balls, sucking the egg-shaped nuts into his mouth and rolling them around with his tongue, tasting the soapy and salty musk. He used his hands to reach up and wank off Gary's turgid prick causing the older guy to moan and swear in pleasure.
"Keep that up and I'm gonna fucking cum mate" Gary said. He looked down and noticed Paul's own cock for the first time properly - got it was fat. He momentarily pictured Billy riding it but shook the image from his head.
Paul released the saliva-soaked balls from his mouth and let go of Gary's cock.
"Not yet", he gasped. He turned around and faced the back wall, leaning into it and sticking his chunky arse back. "Fuck my arse and cum inside that" he practically begged.
Gary raised his eyebrows but the sight of Paul's spread arse with a tight pink hole winking in the middle just couldn't be turned down - Gary was desperate to sink his cock inside something and surely a man's hole wasn't that different to a woman's. Paul's crack was shaven smooth and he had nice fat cheeks that looked prime for a smacking.
"Fair dos, well seeing as you asked..." Gary said, spitting into his palm and rubbing it over his cock.
Paul faced the wall and rested his head on his arm for support, smiling contently as he felt Gary's fleshy pink head press at the opening of his cunt. Paul was an experienced bottom and took Gary's cock with no problems, despite its impressive size.
"Mmm fuck yeah" Gary groaned as he sank his entire length into Paul's acccomodating warm pussy. "That's like a nice tight gash" he added.
Paul moaned as Gary began to thrust in and out, stretching his hole and pummelling him with enthusiasm. Gary closed his eyes and fucked away, gripping Paul's hips as he pounded that man cunt for all it was worth, feeling his cock tingle as he plowed deeply. Paul moaned into his hand and as the sound of showers and other prisoners rang out across the room, in the corner cubicle the two men fucked rampantly. Gary was not holding back, going from rapid strokes to slower ones, pulling almost right out before ramming straight back in and making Paul cry out.
After five more minutes of constant arse-pounding and prostate massaging, Paul jacked his fat cock and pointed it towards the floor, letting out a muffled grunt as he came furiously all over the shower floor, his thick spunk being washed away by the warm water. The sensation of Paul's cunt tightening upon orgasm caused Gary to tip over the edge and he unloaded his huge balls that had been slapping against Paul's arse into his pussy. Rope after rope spurted deep into Paul's guts and Gary made sure he planted it all. Gary came down from his climax and aggressively pulled his cummy dick from Paul's hole, leaving it quivering in delight.
Paul turned around and collapsed against the floor. Sighing contently he looked up at Gary.
"Cheers pal, that did the trick. I'll let you know if I need you again" he said. "Best go back next door and wash this cum off... feel free to watch" he winked, before strutting out of the cubicle leaving Paul satisfied and exhausted.
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