Caged

Caged - 10 - Boss Man

"The Warden wants to see you, Toretto."

Dom looked up from the cards he had been studying. He narrowed his eyes at the two screws waiting to escort him. He continued to sit for a moment before, with a sigh, he rose from the break room couch. Without a word he stepped over Brian who had been lounging at his feet and headed out the door, the two guards close behind him.

The three men made the long walk in silence.

"You two may leave." Warden Sikes looked up from his desk and dismissed the guards.

The elderly man leaned back in his big leather chair and raked his eyes up and back down Dom's body.

"I understand that you've been keeping yourself entertained lately?" Sikes fished for information.

Dom crossed his arms over his chest and remained silent.

"I must admit I'm a bit surprised." The silver-haired head tipped to the side.

Dom remained stoically still. He had been here before and he knew that the best way to handle Warden Sikes was to remain aloof.

"I really didn't think that you were interested in pretty boys, but then again O'Connor is very attractive. I assume he is also very talented?" Sikes raised one eyebrow and smirked, but still Dom stood silently, refusing to be drawn out.

The Warden rested his elbows on the arms of his chair and lifted his hands in front of him. He tapped the pads of his fingers together as he pondered the situation. He sat that way for several minutes trying to intimidate Dom.

"I hadn't expected inmate O'Connor to last this long. Ex-cops, especially ones that look like him, usually don't remain healthy for very long inside Rumsford."

Dom wanted to slam his fist into the well-dressed man's lantern jaw.

"It's no secret that O'Connor stepped on quite a few toes on the outside. He made some serious enemies within the law enforcement community. No one would question his disappearance; in fact, it's been strongly hinted to me that it would be a welcome thing."

Dom frowned down at him.

"Instead you've taken very good care of him--the cop who turned you in," he said slowly. "The question is ... Why?"

Sikes kept the pads of his two index fingers pressed together, forming a steeple as he interlaced and bent down the rest of his fingers. He tapped his lips with the point of the steeple.

After another few minutes of silence passed with Dom still refusing to answer, irritation crossed the old man's face. He leaned forward and rested his elbows on the desk as sharp blue eyes burned into Dom.

"I'm going to have inmate O'Connor moved to another cell."

Dom felt fear rip through his belly but fought to keep it from showing. Sikes wanted something, and he wanted it bad. Dominic tipped his big head and allowed his full lips to curve into a careless smile.

"What do you want from me, Mr. Sikes?" he asked in his soft growl.

"Why are you protecting O'Connor?" The blue eyes sought the truth.

Dom shrugged casually. "I've been in two years … and you're right, he's very pretty and very talented."

"Hmmm ..." Sikes looked very pleased as he leaned back in his chair. "Sit, Mr. Toretto." He waved a hand at the chair near his desk. "We need to have a little chat."

~*~

Brian was uncomfortable and not only because his body was sore--it ached in the most private places--but, because of the leering looks and filthy comments that he had been subjected to all day.

Dom had laughed with the other inmates and met dirty remarks with even dirtier ones. He hadn't been embarrassed at all, or maybe he just knew how to hide it better.

Brian felt like he had spent the entire day with a blistering blush on his face. It was pretty mortifying to know that so many men had heard him begging and pleading for more as he experienced the most massive climax of his life.

Nor had it helped when the morning crew in the kitchen had teased Dom about it.

The big man had responded by bending Brian over the deep sink just as he had threatened. Brian froze as he felt his lover's hand stroking his thighs and ass to the delight of the onlookers.

Dom's raspy laughter had burst forth when he had released the embarrassed Brian and rejoined his friends.

The rest of the day had actually gone pretty well until Dom had been called away.

Now Brian sat cross-legged on the floor. His hands rested loosely in his lap as he stared down at them. Dom's friends continued the card game. They laughed and joked as if everything was fine, but it wasn't.

Brian felt the eyes on him.

During the time he had been on the inside this was, amazingly enough, the first time he had been separated from Dom. The big man had always managed to keep them together.

Brian knew trouble was coming. Soon.

Hernandez was the one who started it. He walked past the couch and purposely tripped into Brian.

"Watch it, ho," he grinned down. "You tryin' to take me down?"

Brian kept his head lowered.

"Or maybe you wanna go down?" He shimmied his hips and grabbed at his crotch before turning to his friends. They laughed at his crudity as they moved in close behind him.

Brian remained still.

"Leave him alone, Hernandez," Tookie said as he looked up from his cards.

"Oooh, I scared of you--little man," the Latino mocked. "Besides, this one," he pointed down at Brian, "likes it? Don'cha? The way you was howling last night when Toretto was pounding inta yer ass ... sounded like you was a bitch in heat. You want more, don'cha?"

Hernandez moved aggressively closer. Brian continued to ignore him.

"Wot's the matta, pretty-little-white-boy? Tongue stopped working?" Hernandez snickered. "Maybe it's tired? Toretto makin' you use it too much?"

The Latino turned to face his friends--to work his nerve up. He spun quickly and grabbed Brian's hair, jerking his head back.

"Open up, ho, and get a taste of spicy Mexican - "

Brian had enough.

He lunged upward quickly and slammed a fist into Hernandez's groin. The Mexican released his grip and staggered two steps backward before falling and grabbing at his aching balls. He lay on the floor, curled into a fetal position, moaning.

Brian stood ready. His feet were spread. His knees were loose. His hands were clenched into fists. His teeth were bared. His nostrils were flared and his eyes were wild.

The room fell silent.

Brian's eyes flicked around the room. Hernandez's friends were gathering around their leader. Vesneski was watching the show with interest. Dom's friends stood up and were tensing.

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