Eli and I only became closer after the first night that I sucked his cock. We were definitely more comfortable jacking off while the other was in the cell. He never asked me for a blow job but also didn’t turn down my offers when I made them.
I was leaving the dining hall after breakfast one morning to go to the shop for the day. Hank suddenly appeared beside me. He said, “Good morning, Ethan. How are things going?”
I gave him a slight smile, “Going fine, sir.”
He chuckled, “You can call me Hank. Are you and Eli getting along okay.”
I nodded, “Yes, like you said, he’s a good guy and has helped me get used to things around here.”
He said, “Good, I knew he would, that’s why I put you guys in the same cell. Joe is telling me good things about your work in the shop too. Keep it up.”
I sighed, “Just trying to make the best of a bad situation. The work helps the time go by faster.”
He nodded, “That’s a good attitude. I don’t think you really belong here, but there isn’t anything I can do about it right now.”
I paused, “Thanks, I’ll keep doing my best.”
He asked, “Have you heard anything on your appeal?”
I shook my head, “No, I was told it could take months or even years, but I still keep hoping.”
Hank said, “I know it’s hard, but hang in there. I do have some good news for you though, we have been asked to help with installing some of the cabinets you guys are making. My boss has asked me to recommend the best inmates for the job. Would you be interested in getting out of here for a couple of days each month?”
I said, “Of course, anything to break up the monotony.”
He patted my shoulder, “I’ll keep you posted. Have a good day.”
I smiled, “Thanks, Hank.”
About a month later, me and two other guys were loaded into a van and driven to a job site. Two guards were taking us and would stand and watch us work all day. It usually took about two days to install a set of cabinets, and we installed 1 set a month. It was only two days a month, but at least we got to see something other than the prison for a few hours and interact with people on the outside.
After the first couple of sets, we were friends with the crew that we worked with, and the guards were good about stopping on the way back to the prison for a snack or some fast food. We always left right after breakfast and returned in time for dinner. If we stopped for fast food, we could skip dinner with the rest of the inmates. It gave the three of us something to look forward to each month.
At Christmas time, we were allowed to make some gifts for our family if we wanted to. We could use scraps left over from the cabinets and were allowed to work on the projects in the evening. I made mom a jewelry box and Danny a small bookshelf for his dorm room. It wasn’t much, but it made me feel good to be able to give them a gift.
Mom and Danny had been coming to visit me every month since I had been at Springfield. Mom would come on the first Sunday of the month, and Danny would come on the third Sunday. Again, it gave me something to look forward to.
Mom told me that she had told my dad that she was coming to see me and he was upset. She said she didn’t care and he needed to get over it. He never bothered her about it after that, and I was glad that she had stood up to him and was doing what she wanted. Her support meant a lot to me. So did Danny’s visits, he was doing very well in college, and I was so proud of him.
We were also allowed to have an email account, it, of course, was monitored by the prison, but at least I was kept up to date on what was going on at home. Mom would send an email every day, and Danny would email at least once a week. I always looked forward to the few minutes every evening that it took to read and respond to those emails.
I was surprised at how fast the time was going. The first anniversary of my time at Springfield was quickly approaching. I sighed as I looked at the calendar and thought, “One down, four to go.” Eli noticed and said, “Time does go kind of quickly, doesn’t it?”
I chuckled, “I guess, but not fast enough some days.”
He said, “You’ll still be out of here before I am. You only have four years left; I have seven.”
I said, “Will you be eligible for parole before that?”
Eli shrugged, “I don’t know, maybe, but probably not until I have served half of my ten-year sentence.”
We sat in silence for a few minutes pondering our future. Eli said, “So, is this the weekend that your mom, or your brother come to see you?”
I smiled, “Yeah, Danny is coming up on Sunday. He told me he had good news in his last email. I’m sure he made the Dean’s List again. I am so proud of him for doing so well in college.”
Eli smiled, “You guys have such a great relationship, I’m a little jealous of you.”
I said, “You have a good relationship with Cyrus too. You have taken care of him for years, I’m sure he appreciates that.”
He sighed, “I guess he does, but your relationship with your brother is so different. You guys seem to truly want to be there for each other. I just took care of Cy because my mom didn’t want to be bothered. I think Cy resents me sometimes when I try to help him. I just don’t want him to end up like me.”
I nodded, “Yeah, I don’t want Danny to end up like me either. I’m so glad he has a plan for his life. Shit, I have no clue what I will do when I do get out of this place.” I paused, “I’m sure Cy will learn to appreciate all that you did for him.”
Eli shrugged, “I hope so.”
I asked, “Have you ever asked him to come visit you?”
He shook his head, “No, I’m not sure I want him to see me here.”
“He doesn’t know you are in prison?”
Eli said, “Yeah, he knows I’m locked up, but I just don’t want him to see me in this environment.”
Over the past year, I have come to really enjoy these talks with Eli. When I met him on my first day here, I never imagined us getting close enough to talk about the things that we have talked about. He was also such a big help to me in getting used to everything here, I don’t know what I would have done if Hank had not paired me with Eli. I guess Hank wasn’t a bad guy either.
I woke up Sunday morning, very excited to see my little brother. He told me he had some good news; I couldn't wait to find out what it was. I gave Eli a big smile when I was notified that I had a visitor. My smile only got bigger when I walked into the visitor’s room and wrapped Danny in a big hug. We sat at a table to start our visit.
I smiled, “So what’s the good news, did you make the Dean’s List again?”
Danny shook his head, “No, I mean yeah, I made the list again, but that’s not the news. This is about you.” He looked around to see if anyone was listening to us, he continued, “This guy, Chad Jennings, and I have an English Lit together, we hate the class and have been studying together to help each other out.”
I chuckled, “Well, good for you. I’m glad you have a new friend.”
Danny rolled his eyes, “No, that’s not the good news either. Chad is a Pre-Law student. His dad is a big shot defense lawyer, and I was telling him about your case.”
I sighed, “Danny, you know I can’t afford a lawyer. How is he going to help me?”
He said, “Chad’s dad has already looked into your case. He’s reviewed all the court transcripts that are public record and this week he requested the statements that you gave the cops when you were arrested. He said he will represent you and not charge you anything, he gets paid from some statewide defense fund that was set up to help wrongly convicted guys. He thinks there is something funny going on, Ethan.”
My heart began to pound in my chest, “Funny? What do you mean?”
Danny said, “Edward, that’s Chad’s dad, said that he has defended guys against that DA, Harold Thomas before. Thomas was elected as the DA a few years ago and ran on a huge anti-drug platform. Edward thinks that he goes especially hard on minor drug cases. He even tries to throw pot users in jail. He thinks that Judge Meyer is involved and maybe so is the head of the narcotics squad on the police department.”
I was trying to process everything that Danny was telling me. I asked, “So what does all of this mean?”
Danny grinned, “Chad and Edward told me to not get my hopes up, but he is trying to get an investigation started to look into Thomas, Meyer and the police department. If they find something, they may have to release you or at least give you a new trial.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Damn it, if I hadn’t been so naïve and if I had had the money to hire a real lawyer a year ago, maybe I would never have been sent to prison.
Danny and I discussed everything until his time was up. He asked if it would be okay if Edward Jennings emailed or called me. I told him he could email, I wasn’t sure how to handle the phone calls. I would ask Eli if he knew about that and maybe I would talk to Hank if Eli didn’t know.
I was walking on air as I went back to my cell and told Eli everything that Danny had just told me.
He said, “That is incredible. I have never gotten a phone call here, but I know they have to let you talk to your lawyer. You should talk to Hank to in the morning, I know he will help you if he can.”
I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face, “I’ll definitely talk to Hank.”
Monday morning as I was leaving the dining hall to go to the cabinet shop, I saw Hank talking to another guard.
I waited for him to finish his conversation and approached him. He smile, “Hey Ethan, how are you today?”
I returned his smile, “I’m well thanks, I have a question for you.”
He nodded, “Sure, what’s up?”
I asked, “Am I allowed to get phone calls during the week?”
He sighed, “You know that we usually only allow 30-minute calls on the weekends. Are you expecting a call?”
I said, “Maybe, my brother visited yesterday and told me that a lawyer is looking at my case and may be calling to get more information. Is there a policy for that?”
He smiled, “Good for you Ethan. Yes, we have to let you talk to your lawyer. Do you think there is new information on your case?”
I nodded, “My brother said they are looking into some things that the DA and police department did when I was arrested, I hope they are able to find something.”
Hank said, “So do I. If your lawyer calls, I will make sure you can talk to him. If he needs to come talk in person, I will make sure that happens too. Can I ask who your lawyer is?”
I said, “Edward Jennings.”
He gave me a big smile, “He’s a good man, I’ll let the other guards know that he may be calling and to let you talk to him.”
I breathed a sigh of relief, “Thanks Hank.”
Over the next few weeks, I didn’t get any phone calls but did get several emails from Mr. Jennings. Nothing was for sure, but things were progressing. He told me in his last email that it may take several months for any real results, I needed to be patient.
At least once a week, Hank would ask for any updates. I would tell him what Mr. Jennings told me in my emails. I was also keeping Eli, mom and Danny updated. We were all trying to be patient, but it was hard. Thankfully, we were in the middle of the summer construction season, and the cabinet shop was busy. I was still going out on installation jobs, so I didn’t have much time to think about what was going on with my case.
I had spent the entire day sanding and was covered with sawdust. As soon as I got back to my cell, I went to take a shower before dinner. Eli and I ate our dinner, and he said he was going to go take his shower. I went to check my emails. There was nothing from Mr. Jennings, but both mom and Danny had emailed me. I sent my replies to each of them and then went to play cards with the guys that I had become friends with.
I saw Eli walking back to our cell after his shower, his broad chest was still damp. When we finished our game, the group wanted to play another, I said, “Deal me out, I think I’m going to bed early tonight guys.”
Just as I had hoped, Eli was jacking off when I got to our cell. He grinned at me when I walked in, he didn’t stop stroking his sweet piece of man meat. I immediately went to my knees and pushed his hand away. He sighed as I started to bob up and down, his hands went to the back of my head as had become our usual practice.
I just loved running my tongue under his foreskin and Eli seemed to enjoy it too. He also liked it when I fondled his smooth cum-filled nuts. I only released his cock from my mouth to suck and lick those nuts. Eli once again moaned his approval.
Seeing the look of lust in Eli’s eyes was only getting me more excited. Eli had never reciprocated anything I did to him, and I was fine with that. I knew he was straight and getting a blow job from another guy was only okay because there were no women available. It didn’t bother Eli that I always got naked when we had our little sessions, and my hard cock was feeling cramped in my pants.
I stood long enough to remove my restrictive clothes and turned to get back to work on my cellmate’s manhood. Eli sat up in his bed and stopped me. I was a little confused and quite disappointed. For the first time in almost a year and a half, Eli reached up and started to stroke my cock. I nearly shot my load at the feeling of his touch.
I gasped, “You don’t have to do that.”
He smiled, “I know, but for some reason I want to.”
My cock was leaking precum by the gallon and was providing all the lube we needed. I closed my eyes and tipped my head back to enjoy Eli’s hand job. It had been so long since I had anyone else touch my love stick.
My eyes flew open when Eli’s hand was replaced with a warm wet mouth. I looked down to see Eli sucking me. Holy shit, I’m not sure if Eli was just a natural cock sucker or if it was the fact that it had been so long, but it felt amazing.
It only took a few minutes before I felt my orgasm building. I lost all control and pushed Eli back on his bunk before I shot my load. I fell on top of him and pressed my lips to his as his eyes went wide. He was soon kissing me back and wrapped his arms around me. Our hard cocks were rubbing against each other, and I was relieved that he didn’t push me away or kick the shit out of me for kissing him.
I suddenly had another urge that had not been scratched in a while. I broke our kiss and straddled Eli’s waist and started to rub his cock up and down my ass crack. I looked down at Eli and asked, “Will you please fuck me?”
I could see his mind racing, he swallowed hard and asked, “Are you sure?”
I nodded, “God, yes.”
I aimed his pole at my hole and slowly impaled myself. It felt like the first time all over again, I paused to let the slight pain subside and was soon rewarded with a wave of pleasure. My eyes rolled back in my head as I began to ride Eli like a bucking bronco.
Eli held my hips and we were soon in a steady rhythm; his eyes were still filled with lust. My bouncing cock spreading precum all over Eli’s chest. Much to my surprise and pleasure, Eli moved his hand from my hip and started to stroke my aching cock. His big uncut cock hitting my prostrate and his calloused hand gripping my pole was sending me over the edge.
I panted, “I’m close.”
Eli’s grip tightened and he increased the speed of his strokes. I felt my nuts tighten and couldn’t hold it any longer. My cock began to spew out the biggest load of cum that I have shot in my entire life. Eli’s chest and stomach were covered in my seed, and it was starting to pool in the center of his chest.
Eli grunted, “Oh fuck.” I felt his cock swell in my hole and then the warmth of his baby batter filling my insides. He began to shudder as I used my cum-filled hole to massage his sensitive, spasming cock.
Eli opened his eyes and looked into mine. We both let out a breath and Eli surprised me again by pulling me down for another passionate kiss. I was only too happy to kiss him as long as he wanted. Eli smiled at me when he broke our kiss, he said, “Wow, I wasn’t expecting that.”
I chuckled as I climbed off of him, “I wasn’t expecting it either, but I liked every bit of it.”
As we cleaned up and pulled our underwear back on, I said, “You didn’t have to suck me you know.”
He nodded, “Yeah, but to be honest, ever since you started doing that to me, I have been a little curious. I know it feels good when you do it to me, I thought you deserved to feel good too.”
I smiled, “It did feel good, really good. You suck a cock really well for being a straight guy.”
He held up his hands, “I swear, that is the first time I have ever done that.”
I chuckled, “Did you like it when I was riding you?”
He shrugged, “I wasn’t sure at first. You’re a lot tighter than the girls I have been with. Didn’t that hurt?”
I said, “A little at first, it has been a while for me, but once I got used to it, if felt really good. Then you hit my prostrate and I was in heaven.”
“What the hell is your prostrate?”
I laughed as I tried to explain some of the details of gay sex to a man that had never experienced it before. I added, “I suppose you aren’t quite ready to hear about a rim job.”
He furrowed his brow, “What is that?”
I explained it as he sat there wide eyed with his mouth half open. I could tell by the look on his face that my assumption was correct, Eli was not ready for that.
Eli rolled his eyes, “I guess if you like it, but, yeah, I don’t think that I will be ready for that anytime soon… or ever. I was a little surprised by the kiss too. But it did seem natural, it’s always a big part of making love. Don’t let this go to your head, but you’re a pretty good kisser.”
I laughed again, “Thanks, so are you.”
He said, “Okay, but let’s keep that between us, please.”
I smiled, “Of course, anything we do in private will be just between us.”
Eli returned my smile, “Thanks. I think it’s time for bed.”
We each crawled into our own bunks and went to sleep. I slept like a baby.
To be Continued…
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