From Prison, Part 3 Copyright Alex M. dovetail1128@yahoo.com
Author's Note: Andy Lopez, gave up his job as library porter in order to stay in his cell and sulk, remembering not just his first encounter with the love of his young life, Danny-Boy, but also spunk spent with a disagreeable homophobic fellow-prisoner named Jamal.
In the most recent installment, Our Lopez recalled with some fondness the man who brought him news of Jamal's death, a Corrections Officer named Darryl, aka, Daddy. Today we join our prisoner, head still under his blanket, again thinking of his Danny-Boy...
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Part Three:
I don't recall exactly how we worked it out between the three of us. I know there had to be more trouble than I remember, but maybe it's just human nature to forget the bad parts over time. Danny-Boy loved Ari and he loved me. When it was just the two of us, I had no doubts about it. But when it was them in her room, it was like dying. Finally Danny-Boy's stomach couldn't take it anymore, worrying about what one of us was feeling while he was with the other, and then feeling guilty for wanting to be with one or the other of us.
"So here it is," he said, standing before us-- he'd called Ari and me into the living room and made us sit down on the sofa to hear him out. "I ain't giving either one of you up. I think you know that by now. So we're gonna have to share all the time."
"What?" I said.
"No way," Ari said.
"You heard me. I sleep in the middle, you on one side, Ari. Andy on the other."
Ari shook her head, "We don't have a bed that big."
"Yes, we do. When we put your beds together we do."
"And you're gonna sleep in the crack?" I said.
"No, butt-boy. We turn 'em side ways so the crack runs perpendicular to the box springs, and we'll get one of those king size sheets to hold them together. That's it."
And so after a little shopping trip and some rearranging, we began to sleep together. It was weird to watch my baby sister coming with my boy friend's cock in her twat. Weirder still to watch my boy friend get off with my baby sister. And I'm sure it was weird for her watching us. One thing I know... the sex was better for Danny-Boy-- our natural sibling rivalry led us to try to prove which one of us was the better lover at each and every opportunity.
Danny was uncut-- something outside my sister's limited experience. Mine, too. But being a girl, well, I don't think there was any way she could appreciate a cock the way I could. We established pretty early on that I was the cocksucker, Danny-Boy was the cuntlicker and Ari... well, I had no use for her until Danny-Boy insisted she let me in alongside him. But that didn't happen until the end.
"Watch baby," Danny-Boy told her as I started licking down his belly. "Watch how Andy sucks my cock." He stroked her long black hair while they watched me.
Flaccid, his foreskin made a nice little sack over his cockhead. Hard, there was less than quarter inch of loose, ripply flesh over the pisshole, but I gently pulled on it with my lips, stretching it out a bit, pushing it back, twirling the very tip of my tongue around it, sneaking a little taste of him. He opened his legs wider and groaned.
"Like that, Andy. Yeah." He was pulling on his left nipple while Ari licked the other. I was working his balls too, pulling on the sack skin as I pulled his foreskin with my lips. Slowly, I worked my tongue along the ridge and slipped it inside.
"Oh fuck, yeah. Fuck, Andy." His hips began a slow gyration. Ari was sucking on the nipple now. "Yeah, Ari. Jesus, so good. Love my cock, Andy, suck my skin, man." There was a thing I did, pushing his cock head down while sucking the skin over my tongue, rolling it along between my lip-covered teeth. Danny-Boy was panting, tossing his head from side to side. "Fuck, fuck." I pushed a load of spit inside the skin, squished it around and sucked it out, pushed it, swirled it, and sucked it out. Again and again. "Oh fuck, fuck! Fuck me! Ari," he heaved a couple of deep breaths, "watch him. Watch your brother love my cock." I had him tight around the base, squeezing him, releasing him, squeezing releasing. "Love my cock, Baby."
His body glistened with sweat, enough to wet my index finger enough to toy with his asshole. He didn't like deep penetration, but enjoyed a vigorous rub, just inside, about as far as a tongue could go.
"Oh yeah, oh fuck, yeah." With his heels dug in, his hips were jerking off the mattress now, pushing into my mouth or back into my finger. Ari had given up sucking, he was moving around too much, so she went for his ear instead. Sucking on the lobe before she tongue-fucked the canal to the rhythm of his hips.
I swirled my tongue once more around the head, finally pushing the foreskin back and taking his cock all the way down. His balls were tight and his hand settled over my head, holding me in place while he humped into my throat. The sounds he made were inarticulate grunts of pleasure, coming faster and faster until he came. He cried out both our names, then, but he said mine first.
"Lopez," it as Harrison again. The fucker. "Get your ass out of bed. You're going to the yard."
"No."
"I said, get your ass out of bed." His stick hit the bars. "Don't make me come in there." I pulled the blanket down and glared at him. This was Joe's doing, I bet. Well, I'd give him a reason to think twice about messing with me again.
I had a hardon from thinking about sucking Danny-Boy's cock and I was in no better mood than I had been a few hours ago. I pulled off the blanket and stood up. Harrison burst out laughing, catching sight of the tent pole in my grayed briefs.
"Been pulling on your willie, Lopez? Your wee-willie?" Fucker thought he was so funny. Hilarious Harrison. Maybe my last day I could give him a shot right between the eyes. Facing away from him, ignoring his leer, I put on my blues, went to the sink, rinsed my mouth, and took a piss.
The locks released and the doors slid open in a series of clangs up and down the block. I shook off and zipped up while Harrison waited for me.
"Seeing as you're feeling so antisocial today, I thought maybe you'd like to have your time outside all to yourself."
"No sir," I said. Something was wrong. There was no way I was going to let Harrison take me someplace alone.
tbc....