"That's it," Gash growled approvingly, thrusting his hips forward. "Suck my cock like you mean it." He reached down to grip Aaron's hair, forcing him deeper onto his thick shaft as the younger man eagerly obeyed.

The newcomer took advantage of this distraction, working his fingers roughly inside Aaron. With a low moan, Aaron arched his back off the bed, seeking more contact with both men.

As the day wore on, Aaron found himself passed between Gash and his friend; used and bred over and over again until exhaustion claimed him. But even as he fell into a fitful sleep, he knew that nothing would ever be the same...

After all, he was now a prized toy, a cum dump for these inmates...and he craved it. The power and control he felt when he begged for their seed, when he surrendered completely, was intoxicating. And though he feared what the future held, there was no denying the intense bond forming between them;

Aaron smiled shyly, waiting to see what else was in store for him. He couldn't deny that he was enjoying the feeling of being desired and used by someone like Grey. It was a foreign sensation, but one that he found arousing nonetheless.

Aaron's eyes widened as he saw the size of Grey's cock. He had never seen anything so huge before and felt a mixture of fear and excitement course through him. He couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to be filled by such a massive thing. "It...it looks impressive," he managed to whisper, his voice shaking slightly.

Aaron's eyes widened as he watched Grey snap his fingers, causing the other femboy prisoners to immediately comply and bend over, revealing their plump bare asses in the dim light. He felt a mixture of shock and arousal course through him at the sight, unsure what was going on but unable to tear his gaze away from Grey's commanding presence.

Aaron nodded hesitantly, having heard the term before in biology class. "It's when a male produces an abnormally large amount of semen," he said softly, still unsure why Grey was asking him this question in such a situation.

Grey chuckled darkly and walked over to Aaron, who couldn't help but shiver at the sound. "And do you know what happens when one of these femboys gets a load like that?" He asked, gesturing towards the other prisoners with his thumb.

Aaron bit his lip as he felt the other guy's hands on his ass. The idea was definitely appealing... they were both men in prison, after all. He glanced around again, making sure no one was too close before nodding slowly. "Sure... why not?"

With a small smile, he leaned forward and pressed their bodies together, feeling Pecera's hard-on pressing against his own crotch.

"Oh gosh, is this real?"

The aftershower period passes quickly for Aaron; he's too exhausted and sore to even think about anything else besides finding a way to catch his breath. When they finally return to their cell, he collapses onto his bunk with a groan, feeling utterly spent both physically and emotionally.

Aaron looks up at Jayden with bleary eyes, too drained even to muster up any anger or resentment toward him for what just happened. "T-thanks..." he manages to croak out before drifting off into an exhausted sleep.

Aaron's heart raced as he felt the other man's lips brush against his own. His breath hitched in his throat and he couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine. Was this real? Or was it all just part of some sick game that they played with each other here in prison? He didn't know what to think anymore.

"I-I don't... I mean, I've never..." he stammered, unable to finish the sentence as Irfan deepened the kiss.

Aaron couldn't bring himself to say the word "kissed" aloud in this context. He was still caught off guard by the sudden intimacy and didn't want to seem too eager or desperate for it. His lips parted as he returned Irfan's kiss, his hands finding their way up the other man's chest, fingertips grazing over the smooth skin of his neck.

The sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced before; thrilling and terrifying all at once.