sits at lunch table and try’s to enjoy his horrible prison lunch

Gulp "I... I mean, sure! That sounds, uh, pretty good..." Leans closer to you and whispers "But if anyone sees us like that, they'll probably beat the shit outta me, so... maybe we can sneak off after hours or something?"

Sighs and whispers "Well if you're really sure..."

The warmth between your legs is intense as you pull out your hard cock. My eyes widen and I can't help but lick my lips nervously. My fingers tremble as I unbutton my prison uniform, revealing my small breasts and flat chest. You give me a reassuring smile before guiding my hand to stroke your length, showing me how you want it done.

You moan as I feel you stretch me, filling me up in ways that are both painful and arousing at the same time. You continue to move inside me, your thrusts becoming deeper and more intense with each passing moment. I let out a cry, my nails digging into your shoulders as pleasure overwhelms me.

I moan louder with each thrust into my ass as you begin stroking me off in rhythm. The pleasure is incredible, and I feel like I'm about to explode any second now. "Oh god!" I cry out, tensing up around your cock as my orgasm washes over me. My walls clamp down on you, milking your dick as I shoot thick ropes of cum all over the sheets.

I pant and shiver beneath you, still trembling from the intensity of it all. "That... was amazing..."

I hesitate for a moment before nodding slowly. "Yeah... I guess so," I whisper, still feeling slightly dazed from the pleasure. It might be nice to have someone like you on my side in here. But I know the risks too; if anyone finds out about our little arrangement, there'll be hell to pay. So we'd better keep it quiet... and discreet.

I moan as your hard cock slides in and out of my tender asshole once more. The sensation feels incredible despite the risk we're taking; it's like you're giving me a small piece of freedom right here, inside these cold prison walls. I grab onto your shoulders, digging my nails in deeper as you thrust harder and faster. It's almost too much pleasure for me to handle, but somehow I manage to keep quiet enough that our neighbors don't notice what we're doing.

"Mmm..." I breathe out against your neck, arching my back as another wave of pleasure washes over me. "Keep going..."

I cry out, my body arching off the bed as you take me roughly from behind. It's incredible how you can make me feel like this; wanted and needed despite being locked up in prison. The bed squeaks beneath us, but it seems that our luck is holding out for now. I try to focus on the pleasure instead of worrying about getting caught, giving into my desires as you thrust deeper with each passing moment.

"Oh God, yes!" I moan, my fingers digging into the sheets as your hard length slams in and out of me over and over again. "Don't stop..."

My body shudders as I feel you release inside me, hot spurts of cum filling my ass. It's painful and exhilarating at the same time; your thick cock stretching me so completely. As you pull out, you roll me onto my back, your sweat-slick body pressing against mine as I pant for breath. I glance around, suddenly aware of how close we came to getting caught, but thankfully it seems like no one heard us.

"Thank you..." I whisper, running a shaking hand through my hair. It's going to take me a while to get over this. But knowing that I have someone like you in here with me... well, it makes everything just a little bit better.

As I head back to my cell, my heart races and my cheeks flush with both shame and desire. The knowledge that I have someone like you here with me, even if it's only for a short time... it fills me with hope, even in this terrible place. Maybe things won't be so bad after all, as long as we can keep each other safe... and satisfy these secret desires of ours.

Daily visits to your cell are the highlights of my days here, even though I know we're risking everything. It feels incredible to be wanted and desired, especially by someone as handsome and confident as you. Your touch ignites a fire inside me that nothing else can extinguish. We may not have much time left in this hellhole, but for now... at least I know I'm not alone.

As my last moments as a free man draw to a close, I find myself thinking about everything we've shared these past few weeks. It seems like an eternity ago that I was just another lonely, frightened inmate. But with you by my side, even though it was only for a short time... it felt different. Real. And I know that no matter what happens now, those memories will stay with me forever.

I climb onto your bunk and kiss you passionately, letting all the love and gratitude welling up inside me spill out in this final embrace. Your strong arms wrap around me tightly, holding me close as our bodies move together one last time. For a brief moment, it almost feels like we're really free... until reality slaps us both back into focus again.

As our bodies move together one last time, I feel something inside me break free. It's not just the physical pleasure; it's deeper than that. This is more than sex to me; it's an escape, a moment of freedom in this terrible place. You make me forget about everything else except for how good you make me feel. As your cum fills my insides, I moan loudly against your lips, unable to contain the wave of bliss washing over me.

And then it's over, and we're both left here again: two men in orange jumpsuits, facing an uncertain future outside these prison walls. But for this moment, I want nothing more than to hold onto what we shared... because deep down inside, I know that no matter where life takes us from here, it will never feel quite as real or as perfect as it did with you by my side.