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All retreated, leaving just us in the shower. I held him, checked where he took hits, and massaged him. "You took a beating for me?" he asked in surprise.
I looked towards his chest. He was much taller than me. I looked down modestly and subserviently towards his chest. "You protected me, not just my body but my honour as well. You wouldn't even let them call me a bitch. Thank you."
He held my cheeks and lifted my face up. And with that, he kissed me. Our first proper kiss. The first time I tasted a man's lips and tongue. His beard brushed against me. I began to blush, and my knees got weak. He held me firmer and tighter. What a strong firm man! I kissed his chest where his heart is. "There's more to you than just crime" I told him.
Our moment was then cut short as the water cut off automatically and we had to go. Our worry for each other continued the whole day.
Gosh, could I be gay? Am I falling for Jake? Gay was a sin to me. It's against the Bible. I was only doing this to make my prison life better, I thought. But now I feel so weird, so different. I loved women, and gay was a choice and I chose it. I hadn't even thought about a woman the whole week since Jake entered me and I made a deal with him by swallowing his load. Gosh, that load of his was a spell. It's only been a few days in prison, yet now I'm craving him madly! Now I feel as if I have no choice. This is who I am now. I'm falling for Jake and there's nothing I can do about it, but fall.
We had a quiet evening in our cell, surprisingly. Jake was now well groomed, his beard trimmed, and he smelled fantastic since our shower. I was confused as to why he was aloof with me. At night he just laid in his bed. I was all ready for him. My bum was clean and lubed. I also shaved my arms, thighs and my crotch. I wanted to contrast with his brutish tough look. I wanted to be soft and warm and welcoming for him. In my view, someone's gotta submit in bed, and it would be me. I've never gone to so much trouble for a girl, yet I was doing all this for him.
I waited and waited for him to get off his bunk and join me in my sheets. But nothing. I finally got up, stood at the bed, got level with his heard above, and shook at him.
"Jake, Jake!" I shook and spoke silently. He turned around to reveal that teary eyes.
"What's wrong?" I asked, surprised.
"I'm, I'm sorry. For the other night." Jake began. "I should have been more gentle on you. I saw your sheets and your pain that morning. I'm sorry. I've done many bad things in here, and out of here".
He was no longer this tough beastly man that everyone in prison fears. At that moment, he was soft and vulnerable. I began to understand that he was only being tough so people don't mess with him in prison. He beat up and even actually raped others before, just to maintain respect, and now he was sick of himself. He was overwhelmed with guilt. I'm not sure if I had anything to do with it, or whether he was just broken from the time of his solitary confinement.
"Hey, it's okay. I forgive you. It was my first time anyway. It was always going to pain", I consoled him.
"I'm not stupid. I know you're just doing this for protection. It's quite sneaky of you but I think it's a good plan. I just want you to know that you don't have to try too hard anymore. I'll protect you until you're out of here. You won't have to worry about serving my desires in exchange for protection and loyalty. I'll protect you."
Before he could turn away, I held his face, and kissed him as deeply as I could. "I admit it started out that way, but I feel different now. I want you Jake. I think I'm falling for you".
His heart was pounding strongly.
"I want you now. My door is open. I'll be down waiting." I then leaned and kissed him as I stroked his dick under the sheets. I whispered in his ear "Dry your tears and come love me. Tonight I wana see your face".
And with that, I undressed, got under my sheets and waited dutifully for my lover, my man.