Wilton came over nearly every day and we would chat for an hour or so. The story of his first time in prison and being sought after by two different guys blew me away. He said it started the first afternoon he was there. He had just got squared away in his cell when it was shower time so he got his gear and was waiting for them to open the cell doors. I'm not sure of all the details but it was something like 50 guys at a time had 20 minutes in the shower. As he stood there waiting the guy in the cell across from him was smiling and mouthing some words to him. He couldn't tell what he was saying. Just then the cell doors opened and they marched out into the hall. The guy across was his marching partner and when they got closer he said, you are mine. Wilton said I ain't anybodies. Oh yes you are his partner said, in here everyone belongs to someone. That's just how it is and you are mine.
After the showers and Wilton said that's another story in itself the inmates were moved to the rec room. The guy, Franklin or Frankie wouldn't let Wilton go anywhere without him. Wilton told him to get lost and Frankie said I think it would be a good idea if you sat down and I'll explain how your life is going to be in here. Frankie explained about the gangs and the work details and who the power was and who the guards went to for help in discipline. Wilton said he was blown away. If you didn't belong to someone you didn't have a chance. And if the head of that gang let it be know you were his you at least had some protection. Frankie wasn't the leader but he was pretty high up so that meant who he wanted he got.
And then Frankie got down to sex, and who Wilton would be expected to take care of and who he didn't have to worry about. Of course his main partner would be Frankie and then the two guys above him and finally Frankie's boss. Wilton wasn't sure what this all meant but was beginning to feel a little safer with Frankie. The guys weren't looking at him quite as much He guessed because they decided he was taken. Then Frankie said come on and follow me. He led him to the side of the rec room and an open door. They entered a storage closet and Frankie closed the door behind them. It's been so long man, I just can't wait any longer Frankie said as he unzipped his pants. Wilton said he saw about 8 inches of hard cock and got a little turned on himself. I hope you are a swallower, Frankie said cause I cum a lot and make a big mess if you aren't. Wilton was stroking Frankie's meat as Frankie put his hand on Wilton's shoulder and pushed him down onto a box. Then he started rubbing the head of his cock on Wilton's face and mouth. Wilton took the big thing in his hand and started licking the head and up and down the shaft. Frankie was moaning already. Then Wilton took the shaft in his mouth and started working it in and out. Frankie really started reacting, holding Wilton's head and fucking his mouth. It only took a few minutes of this action and Wilton's mouth was filled with hot sticky cum. Shot after shot Wilton swallowed as fast as he could. Then the load was delivered and Frankie stepped back. Oh that was fine he said. But next load is for your ass.
As they walked back into the rec hall Wilton noticed this big bear of a man motioning to them. Frankie said follow me and they joined the man at his table. Frankie introduced Grizzly as just what his name implies, very strong and can be very mean if he doesn't get his way. He is the guy Frankie answers too with just Martin between him and the big boss Tiller. Grizzly looked at Frankie and asked how is he. Oh he has a great mouth Frankie replied. How's his ass? Don't know about that yet. The bell rang and we headed for our cells. Frankie said he was going to ask Grizzly to get us moved to one cell. Then the real fun would begin. Wilton said he wasn't sure what that meant but had a pretty good idea. It meant he was about to become the new whore in cell block E.
Later that evening there was an inmate moping down the hall. Wilton was laying on his bunk trying to put some order in what had happen that day. The guy in the hall was banging on the bars of his cell with the mop handle. Hey knew guy he said. Wilton sat up and looked at the guy. This guy was as big as Grizzly or bigger. Bald head, big gut and ugly facial features. I don't care what Frankie thinks but you aren't taken yet. And I want you. So don't go making any long term plans till this thing gets sorted out. Then the guy says looks like you spilled something in there, guess I better mop it up. With that he opened the cell door and went into Wilton's cell. He approached Wilton and as he did he was pulling his cock out. And what a cock it was, big and fat just like its owner. I think maybe you need to try this one on for size. Wilton said he looked across the hall at Frankie who just shrugged his shoulders like guess you have to. Tiny as this guy was called, had one hand on his cock and the other on Wilton's head.