Terry and Sean

When Sean first arrived at the farm, the first week men were not allowed to leave the building. He also learned he had a second court date where he could get more county time. He hoped they would run it together with the 90 days he had now.

He had one problem. He had a roommate who never left the cell. He never had any personal time. He wanted to pull his meat.

Everything in the place was open. He could not go to the bathroom to sit on the toilet to get busy with his meat since the stalls had no doors. If he took a shower, he could hide in the corner, but anyone could walk in. It was a group shower! It sexually frustrated him. He woke up in the mornings with a hardened swipe.

Sean was there for five days. He went to the laundry to get clean bedding. The new cats were coming in. They were waiting in line to get their clothes and bedding. He did not have to wait. He only had to drop off his dirty items to grab a stack of clean items off a rack.

One of the men in line looked at him as he walked to get his items, “Hey, do I know you?”

Sean replied, “I am not sure.” Now Sean was on his guard. He stared at the man, “Terry?”

“Yes.”

“I did not recognize you. Your Afro and beard threw me off. Wow, how have you been?” Sean gave him a fist bump. Other men were watching.

“Well, I am here,” Terry smiled.

“What happened at the Salon?” Sean asked. He did not want to say the massage parlor with all the other men listening.

“It was good,” Terry replied.

“I will wait for you to help you out. Show you the ropes to get the hang of the place.”

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At that time, Sean did his best to help Terry. At the massage parlor, Terry was always cool with him. Now they were in the same room. However, it was risky to get busy together in the room. People were always watching. Men in the place would look into other men's rooms. Guards would look when they did count. It was hard to get privacy. It was hard to have sex!

Both of their luck had changed. Sean was having a skin reaction to the soap and cleaning chemicals in the kitchen. His case worker recommended to the sergeant that he be placed in the laundry. Two people worked in the laundry and the other man was leaving. Sean told Terry to ask for the job. He said to Terry he would talk to the sergeant. Sean knew the sergeant did not want any problems in the laundry. They would be alone at times. It worked!

They started working. They did have to agree to stay in the laundry while there. It was a simple job. The door to the laundry was cut in half: Open the top and keep the bottom closed. They were told to not let anyone else in the area. At count time, they reported to the sergeant's desk to be checked in. There was a camera in the hallway that could see into the area. However, there were no cameras in the laundry.

One day, Sean was with Terry. Terry was cleaning a glass door on a dryer. Sean watched him as he cleaned. Sean realized that the glass on the door reflected the hallway. He could see anyone coming down the hallway. He showed it to Terry. No longer did they have to worry about someone sneaking up on them. This meant no more giving each other a hand job in the corner, hoping someone did not come to the area. They both were now in sexual heaven!

On a different day, Sean was in the laundry washing clothes. He worked the first shift. He was horny. He wanted to pull his meat thinking about Terry, but the men kept coming. It was hot in the area, so he only wore his shoes and socks, basketball shorts, and a T-shirt. When he had a short minute by himself he took off his basketball shorts, removed his underwear, and quickly pulled his shorts up. Terry finally came down.

“Hey, everything good?” Terry asked.

“Yes,” Sean replied. He continued to fold clothes so Terry did not see his pecker.

“Why are you not talking?”

“I am here doing the laundry, so you do not have much.” His swipe pointed straight into his basketball shorts.

“I will help,” Terry said. He watched Sean put the folded blanket on the table. He saw his penis push out the fabric on his shorts. “You are horny right now?”

“Yes!” Sean replied.

Terry helped him fold the clothes. In the process, he grabbed the top of Sean's shorts to look at his penis. He saw Sean had wet spots from his penis on his shorts.

Sean looked at him, “I have been horny all day.”

Terry helped each person when they came to the door. It was count time, so they had to check-in. They both used the bathroom. The officer said it would be longer. “You two might get stuck down there.” He said if they needed to use the bathroom, come to the control booth to let them know. He said they were checking in the new men and handing out property. Once done, they went to the laundry.

On the way down, Sean said, “We can just use the slop sink in the laundry if we have to piss. Run the water to wash it down. Thanks for standing in front. I know I have wet spots on my shorts. I wanted to pull my meat, but men kept coming.”

Terry was walking in front of him. When he looked back, Sean's erection was gone, but he could see his swipe bouncing in his basketball shorts. “No problem, Sean.”

Once in the laundry, they heard the officers announce count time over the speaker system. Terry adjusted the door on the dryer. They could see the hallway if they were on one side of the laundry. As they slowly folded the clothes, they began talking.

“You probably just need a massage,” Terry said.

When they took laundry over to place it on the shelves they were in an area where they could not be seen. Terry held it. Sean was putting it on the shelves. If Sean bent, Terry could see the top of his ass. When Sean turned to grab more, Terry could see his penis was longer in his shorts. As Sean put the last of it on the shelves, he began to rub the back of his shoulders. When Sean turned around, he rubbed the front of them. Sean's dick pointed out in his basketball shorts.

“Fuck that feels good,” Sean said. He watched Terry grab a small amount of petroleum jelly. Terry slipped his hand up Sean's T-shirt to rub it on his skin. In the process, he watched Terry pull his shorts down so they let his swipe and nuts hang out. “Oh, fuck,” Sean moaned. He watched Terry get a little more. As he did, he looked at his swipe. It made him more horny. He felt more precum oozing out.

Terry said, “They did say you had a big one in the parlor!” Terry's penis was pushing on the front of his shorts, too. He continued to rub Sean's body. While he was doing it, Sean pulled his basketball shorts and underwear down so his penis and nuts would show. Terry put some petroleum jelly on Sean's penis and nuts.

When Sean felt him rub his nuts, his swipe stretched to a full erection. “Fuck,” he moaned, “keep playing with my nuts,” Sean moaned more.

Terry took a finger and started to flick them. Sean moaned more. He watched his legs shake. He watched Sean grab onto two boards on the shelves that held them up. He was breathing heavier as his hips moved around. Terry ran his finger between his legs behind his nuts. He played with his nuts more. He watched Sean drip more precum. He continued to moan.

“Terry, jerk me off,” Sean moaned. “Make me cum!” Sean's brain locked onto the moment, “Jerk me off, please.” His brain went into pleasure mode. His swipe dripped more. He could barely hold onto the supports. Sean felt Terry tease him more. Suddenly, he felt him put his thumb and a finger on his swipe head. “Oh fuck, I think I am going to cum,” Sean moaned even more.

“Good. You need to get it out. I will keep doing what I am doing so you spray a good shot out.” Terry watched him wiggle his hips, but he did not let his swipe go. “You can take it so you spray a good amount of cum.”

Sean felt his body thrust his energy to his swipe. He could barely talk. He was waiting for ejaculation. His brain was anticipating the moment. He did not want it to end. Suddenly, he said, “I am cumming!”

Terry watched him spray cum. His penis rocketed it out. He sprayed it across the floor. His penis continued. More shots were sprayed. He listened to Sean moan. His stomach muscles were still contracting. He kept ejaculating. His swipe softened. He kept doing it watching more cum ooze out. Finally, Sean was done. Terry was amazed at the amount of sperm sprayed across the floor.

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