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“Yes… Nix… I…”
“Shhh, you’re going to catch a chill or something. Just shush and sleep, Ash.”
And so Ash closed his eyes, felt Nix’s breath on the back of his neck, and he thought he’d gone to heaven.
Nix woke with a start.This was becoming a theme.
He wasn’t in his bunk. Where the fuck was he? It was dark. It was night.
Fuck, he was in Ash’s bunk. Lying next to Ash.
The shitshow of the strip search came back to him. The fight. Ramon. Fuck. What had happened after the fight?
Nix took a moment to remember how he’d got on his knees and sucked Ash’s cock. And he’d enjoyed it. He’d wanted more. He’d wanted to impress Ash, to prove himself. He wanted Ash to want more. He wanted Ash to feel what he felt inside.
Which was this ridiculous, consuming burn. Burning up who he was. It’s exactly what he needed, Nix realized. He needed the old him burnt down. Set fire to everything that was David Nixon. He pictured a pile of burning books, he imagined himself ripping those fucking robes, trashing the pews. He had wanted this all along. He understood it now. That’s why he’d gotten that first tattoo. His first piercing. That’s why he’d fought against their doctrine every day and night, with every fiber of his being. It worked for other people, he got that, but it didn’t work for him. It didn’t fit and no one cared. No one understood or let him be. They cajoled and persuaded and tempted. They beat, they forced, they punished. That’s why he ran away. Got the other tattoos, got the piercings. Tried the drugs, fell in with the wrong crowd. Lied and cheated and stole. Gambled and blasphemed and drank. Gave in to want and lust and greed. He had wanted to burn himself down and start again from the ashes. He’d gone about it in the wrong way.
But now here was his redemption. Here was his phoenix moment, now he was the shivering scrawny creature, emerging from the cooling embers.
Nix looked down at the man lying in front of him. Younger, only just. Leaner, only just. Nix wanted to tattoo his skin. Nix wanted to pierce his nipples. Nix wanted him.
Fuck.
He’d never thought about being with a guy. Until now. What did it mean? He didn’t know and he didn’t want to know. At this moment, he just wanted to feel.
Nix let his eyes trail over Ash’s half exposed body. Nix’s cock flared hard.
Ash’s ass was just there. Naked. They were spooning, in the bottom bunk in their cell. They’d fallen asleep after what had happened earlier. Nix was the big spoon, and had Ash’s warm, flawless back against his chest. But Ash had rolled forward slightly and allowed Nix a front row view of his butt cheeks.
Nix was impressed. They were two perfectly round globes of muscle. He swatted them lightly. Fuck yeah, they had some bounce in them. Nix couldn’t resist putting his hands on them, kneading them gently. They did remind Nix of two perfect bread buns.
Nix loved butts. He loved tits, too, but he’d always loved butts. He loved girls’ butts to be curvy, that hourglass flare of their hips, the jiggle when he’d spank them or pound into them, how they rippled when a girl was really thrusting hard on him. Fuck yeah. Nix was hard. But he loved what he was seeing of Ash’s butt, too. His waist was narrow, petite, his back and two little dimples, then his chest flared slightly. So a fairly different shape to a woman, but still a fucking cute little ass that Nix just wanted to smack and crash against. Fuck. He raised a middle finger in his mind, to whatever gods up there that he wasn’t sure existed and he cleared his throat.
“Ash baby?” The words left his lips before he’d had time to think. He was just going to turn off his rational brain right now, he couldn’t cope with thinking about it all.
Ash stirred. “Nixy boy?” came Ash’s sleepy, slurred response. Nix thought he couldn’t get any harder, until Ash said that.
Nix groaned and rubbed his hard cock against Ash’s ass cheeks. He felt pre-cum leaking out and swipe across Ash’s skin.
“Ash baby, I want in,” he growled against the hot skin on Ash’s shoulder.
Ash turned slightly toward him. Nix turned him back and grabbed his ass cheeks firmly, spreading them slightly, jiggling them together.
But Ash rolled over slightly, so he was facing Nix.
“I want to see your cock, Nix. I want to see you,” Ash slurred.
Nix shivered with anticipation. “Be my guest, it’s right there for you, Ash baby.” Nix nodded down to where his hard, big cock lolled heavily between them.
Ash’s gaze skated and lingered over his chest, checking out each tattoo. Ash’s eyes went down, his hands came out, and he grasped Nix’s cock.
Nix shuddered at the touch. Ash’s fingers walked from the base to the tip. Ash’s thumb skated over his head, gathering up a droplet of pre-cum that oozed out under Ash’s ministrations. Ash held him gently, but firmly. Nix listened to Ash’s breathing, as it sped up and skipped unevenly. Ash was excited. Ash was almost reverently touching his cock. Nix realized Ash had probably wanted to touch Nix’s cock since the moment they first met. Nix hadn’t been thinking about Ash in that way. Not until later that evening, when Ash had woken him up fucking his own fist. Nix had to hand it to him, the boy got his fingernails into Nix good. Nix had been snagged. And he liked it. Pursued and drooled over and Ash now was getting what he wanted. Nix was giving it to him. Nix liked that very much.
Nix groaned as Ash’s hands became firmer. “Ash… I need to fuck you.” Nix couldn’t recognize his own voice.
Ash purred with pleasure and looked up at him. Nix could make out the whites of Ash’s eyes in the gloom, blinking occasionally, fixed on Nix’s face.
“Tell me what I need to do… I’ve fucked girls in the ass before but I don’t know…” Nix trailed off, as Ash turned to face away, with his back to Nix’s chest. Nix eyes skimming down over the lean, sculpted body in front of him, too hypnotized with Ash’s butt to bother finishing. He wasn’t afraid, he just didn’t want to do it wrong.
