As I did so I literally had to push his huge cock to recover what turned out to be a crack pipe. He then told me to reach into his left pocket. Inside of it was about an 8 ball of crack. I felt something else and withdrew my hand recovering a pill container. I could feel he was happy and I felt myself feeling aroused. I reached into his pocket and immediately felt his throbbing cock brush up against my hand. He told me to reach into his right front pocket and what ever was in there I was to keep. Jerome then said,” Hey baby get over here, Daddy’s got some gifts for you.” I got up and walked to him. The way I figured it, he probably wouldn’t try anything on the first night anyhow. Motherfucker want to play, motherfucker better pay!” As I watched him clean off his hands I felt the fear increase inside me. He then began to almost yell, “ That motherfucker thinks I run a charity here. I felt fear enter me just with his look of anger. Upon Jerome’s return, I noticed his knuckles were bleeding on his right hand. Just the thought of the act made my stomach turn. Also, I wanted to tell him that I would not want any cum in me what so ever. As I sat there on our couch, (yes, he had a couch in one of the cells) I was trying to come up with a way to ask him if we could not try the anal thing. Jerome told me he had some gifts for me and to just wait for him. I refused to look at the other inmates I could feel their eyes piercing me. I thought a lot of irrational thoughts during that walk to our cell. Maybe I could explain to him how I felt and we could compromise. I thought that if I could get away with giving Jerome hand jobs, it wouldn’t be so bad. Not for just doing the act but enjoying it as it happened. On our way back to our cell from the shower I remember feeling mixed emotions. My personality stands 7-1/2" very white inches.
I was a mere, and still am, 5'-8 155lbs and Naturally smooth. He was 6'-4" with a 10"-and a quarter inch black personality. It is the intimate details between my 37yr old cell mate and myself at 22. It is important to understand that even though I consider myself Bi, this story is about my introduction to male bonding per say. MAN-HANDLED IN PRISON Part 2 by Dick+Ckid