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I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Why didn’t you tell me this before?”
“It’s not something you mention over dinner.”
“Still.”
Jay closed his eyes for a moment and let out a deep breath. “I’m not proud of what I’m about to say, so if you’re going to listen, don’t dare judge me.”
“No one will judge you,” I said, and Anthony nodded his agreement.
Jay’s eyes went back to Chris. “For the next two weeks, I gave them the same show: naked on a chair and jerking off until I shot my load on the floor. With time, they became more involved, started giving instructions like, ‘Use more spit. Play with your nips. Moan louder. Rub that cum on your chest.’ A fucking private sex show for them to direct. One day, they brought someone else into the cell, some scared kid that arrived a week before. They told us to fuck. He started to cry, and I refused to play along. They hit me so bad I passed out. When I came to, I was lying on one of the beds, having that kid blowing me to get me hard. He was still crying, but we both knew it was going to happen.” Jay put his palm on Chris’s head and stroked his hair.
“It went on from there,” he said, “day after day. And not just with that kid; they brought in others for me to fuck, all shapes and sizes. Some knew what was coming and were even into it. Some tried to fight so I ended up raping them. Yeah, you heard me. I wasn’t raped in prison—I was the rapist.”
“You weren’t,” I said. “Don’t put shit like that in your head.”
Jay shook his head. “You can’t lie and make it better. I held them down and fucked them when they begged me not to. When they started bleeding it was easier to slide in and out.”
“Did you try to get help?” Anthony asked. “I heard they can separate you from other inmates if—”
“Help? Let me tell you about help. I saw people get stabbed because they asked for help. Hell, people got stabbed because someone thought they asked for help. Besides, my ‘shows’ stopped being private after a while. Those fuckers started charging other inmates for front-row seats and even brought in two of the guards to watch. I found myself walking around with an escort around the clock because they wanted to make sure I wouldn’t do anything stupid. When I ate, when I slept, when I took a shit, there was always someone keeping watch. Even when you two came to visit me, someone was sitting close by making sure I was keeping my mouth shut.” He cleared his throat. “I still sometimes see them watching me. I know they’re not really there, but try telling that to my brain.”
I rubbed my face, Jay’s confession echoing in my ears and sitting heavily on my heart. Until now, I had no way of knowing what really went on during his time in prison, yet it still felt I’d failed him by believing nothing bad had happened during his year of incarceration.
Jay rose to his feet, his nudity on full display. Until a few minutes ago, he looked to me as a symbol of strength, of confidence. Now, he was transparent and painfully human. He looked down at Chris. “This is where you sent me to, and every time I struggled to get hard, I pictured it was you I needed to fuck. Knowing I was about to hurt you made it so much easier. Every single night of every single day, I went to sleep dreaming of one day getting even.”
And here we are now, I thought, unable to comprehend what this night must have meant to Jay.
Without saying a word, Chris lifted his upper body as much as he could. For a second, I thought he was going to attack, but instead, he took hold of Jay’s cock and put it in his mouth. Jay blinked in surprise, then slowly rested his hand on Chris’s head. “Sucking me won’t change what happened, but you better keep sucking like your life depends on it.”
I sat motionless next to Anthony, watching silently as Chris was giving his all to please the man he’d hurt so much.
“Easy,” Jay told Chris, his voice gentler than before. “Don’t rush. Use more tongue. That’s it. You’re a natural cock sucker, aren’t you? Yeah, you sure are. Now take it a bit deeper.”
Chris struggled to handle the beast that was Jay’s cock, but it sounded like every part of him was focusing on succeeding. Even when he gagged, he stopped for a few seconds to catch his breath, then resumed his work with the same level of commitment.
“Boys,” Jay said, “I’m not selfish, and there’s plenty to go around. Who wants a go?”
Before I could even consider the offer, Anthony rose to his feet. He slowly made his way forward and stopped next to Jay, who pulled out of Chris’s mouth and leaned down. “Anthony here wants his cock sucked. Look at him.” Chris raised his head. “You hurt him,” Jay said. “You took advantage of him. You played him like a fucking fool because you knew he trusted you. Now you’re gonna open your mouth and make him feel like the God that he is. If he’s not satisfied, I will hurt you. You understand?”
“Yes.” There was no fear in his voice, only determination.
Jay moved back to give them room, but Anthony didn’t move. After a few seconds, Jay put his hands on Anthony’s waist and steered him forward to face Chris. Without saying a word, Jay pulled down Anthony’s underwear, leaving him completely exposed. I openly stared, mesmerized. Anthony was fully hard, his cock as tan as the rest of his body. He wasn’t strong on manscaping, but his thick pubes suited him well.
“Go on,” Jay told Chris. “This should feel familiar.”
Chris moved his body forward on the table, then held Anthony’s erection in his hand before sliding it into his mouth. Anthony sighed, the tension leaving his features. Jay was standing next to him, watching down as Chris’s head was moving back and forth.
“Now you’re in control,” Jay told Anthony. “You decide how you want it.”
“This is fine,” Anthony said, his eyes closed. He was the last person I could imagine showing dominant tendencies, but he did put his hand on Chris’s head and slightly pushed him deeper on his cock, although from where I was sitting it seemed that Chris didn’t need any encouragement.
I marveled at the way Anthony’s body looked with his head tilted back, his hairy chest puffed out, emphasizing how impressive his pecs were.
Jay moved to stand behind Anthony, who was still keeping his eyes closed with bliss on his face. “You see how good he’s being?” Jay quietly told Anthony. “All he needed was to be put in his place. This is the real him.”
Anthony seemed more focused on controlling his facial expressions than listening to Jay, but he did manage a quick nod. While I was sitting quietly and openly staring, I felt a growing urge to get up and touch Anthony, to make him feel even better. My sexual desires had been unleashed tonight, my boundaries all but gone. My guts told me Anthony wouldn’t turn me down, but there was only one way to know for sure. I locked my eyes with Jay. “Switch?”
He blinked in confusion, then a coy smile stretched across his lips. “All right.” He walked over to my side of the table, and when I got up, he pulled me into a hug.
