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.

Alright, let's give it a try. Just the tip for ten seconds. Here goes nothing.

Okay, here I go... I open my mouth and gently place his cock on my lips, focusing on just the head as he requested. I slowly suck, feeling its warmth and pulsing against my tongue. It tastes slightly salty but not unpleasant.