I need to put on my socks and trainers."We were just finishing our cokes when I was startled by the doorbell. "Relax Tom, it's not them." How do you k...now?" I squealed."Because they have a key and we didn't hear a car. In any case, I'm expecting Jane, were going to practice together."Mandy skipped barefoot out to the lobby while I cleared away the towel and all other evidence of our forbidden pleasure. I was beginning to panic as Mandy was taking a long time at the door. Finally she came back. After the last time a guard named Hector Ramirez, feeling sorry for you, gave you some good advice. He told you, that unless you wanted to end up in the morgue or drinking nourishment through a straw you were either going to have to make some friends or GET RESPECT. You’d been in prison long enough to know what that meant and you moved to do something about it. Over the next week you managed to steal some hospital tape and a long jagged piece of glass. Fashioning a shank you waited and one day. My cock began to harden. Growing stiff with every second. My shorts were no match for my ever growing member. Hell, They were only to sleep in and its all I had around me when I woke up. I glance down and saw the fat head of my 7 inch cock peek out of the leg of my shorts. Oh fuck….please don’t look. I finished digging out the splinters in a hurry. I had some lotion that would take the sting away and poured it in my hands. Rubbing it gently to warm it a bit. Gentley, I began massaging my. .dat hij graag iemand zou ontmoeten.Ik vroeg uit interesse wat voor iemand hij zocht.Het antwoord kwam als een slag in mijn gezicht :?Iemand zoals jij? zei hij terwijl hij glazig in min ogen keek??Zoals ik?? Pieter toch?Ben ik niet wat jong voor je???Nee hoor, ik heb altijd jonge knapen gehad, niet te jong h?, als je snapt wat ik bedoel..Maar slanke jongensachtige twintigers zijn mijn ding, dus ben je eigenlijk al te oud voor mij?Ik begon maar wat te lachten, beetje ongemakkelijk wordend nu.