Caged

Caged - 7 - Blow Man Blow

Days passed.

Dom acted the brutal master.

Brian acted submissive and his body healed.

Tookie watched and listened and, eventually, warned.

"Dom," he whispered softly. "They'll catch on soon."

Dom frowned down into the rapidly blinking brown eyes. Tookie had pulled the big man aside in the kitchen and had whispered his cryptic warning.

"You and him," the small man nodded toward the deep sink. "You know there are no secrets in the pen." Dom remained silent. "There are rumors starting. You haven't fucked him." Dom stiffened and glared, but Tookie went on. "You haven't even made him blow you."

Tookie waited but his friend remained silent.

"He's starting to look pretty again and if you don't use him," the brown eyes blinked, "someone else will demand to."

A low rumble started emanating from deep within the massive chest as a look of pained resignation crossed the heavy features.

Dom nodded, acknowledging the fact that Tookie was correct.

"Anyone else catching on?" Dom inquired.

"Not yet, but they will." Tookie smiled, relieved that Dom trusted him enough to tell him the truth. "Better take him soon ... and publicly."

Dom turned away. He had known that this would happen. He and Brian had been lucky so far. Tookie had been in a long time and he was one of the sharpest men on the inside. If he told Dom that their act was running thin, then he was right.

Dom had spent the last week trying to talk Brian into making a call and getting the fuck out of prison. His friend was incredibly stubborn, however, and had repeatedly refused to back out the deal he had made with the D.A and the FBI. Now they were going to be forced into doing something -- something to convince the rabid dogs they lived with that they really were sexually intimate.

Shit. Dom thought to himself. How the hell are we going to fake this?

~*~

"Just make the fucking call."

"No, Dom." Brian shook his head. "He'll be here in another week. I can do this. I know I can."

Dom looked down into the soft blue eyes and had to resist the urge to slam his fist into one of them.

"Didn't you hear me, you fool?" Dom leaned forward and whispered threateningly. "Tookie made us. It's only a matter of time, before the rest come after us. I'm not going to ask my friends to risk their lives to protect your ass."

"But you'd risk your own life?" Brian smiled softly from where he crouched between Dom's heavy thighs.

Dom scowled back at him.

"We'll just have to make this very convincing." He started unbuttoning his friend's pants.

Dom snorted. "Have you ever done this before?"

"No, but it can't be too hard, chicks do it all the time. Lift."

Dom reached up and grabbed the slats on the underside of the top bunk. His biceps bulged as he used his arms to pull himself upward. His hips rose off the bottom bunk's mattress. He squeezed his eyes shut when Brian pulled his pants and boxers down.

"You don't have to do this," he said softly as he settled back down.

"Close your eyes, Dominic."

He did as he was told. He shut his eyes tightly and clenched at the slats that his hands still clung to.

He felt Brian's touch on his limp cock and jerked involuntarily.

"Take it easy. I'm not going to hurt you."

The irony of Brian trying to soothe and seduce him was not lost on Dom.

"Fucker," Dom growled in response.

"I'm trying to, but you're not exactly cooperating."

A chuckle was startled out of Dom.

He opened his eyes, preparing to call his friend another name. But instead, as his eyes opened to the sight of his dick in Brian's hand and Brian's tongue stretching toward it, he groaned. It had been a long time for him. Sudden lust filled him. Blood rushed to the vessels that snaked through his cock--engorging it swiftly enough to cause Brian to jerk in surprise.

"Shit, Dom," he whispered softly, "I guess you changed your mind."

Dom again closed his eyes. He felt the warm wetness of Brian's tongue as it licked tentatively down his increasing length. He felt its soft touch on the tip briefly before Brian pulled away.

"Show time, Dom." Brian whispered as he caught a glimpse of Joey entering the cell across the hall.

Dom took a deep breath.

"I said suck me off, you fuckin' bitch." His voice was raised to a level that would easily carry and attract attention. He released his grip on the slats and grabbed fistfuls of golden hair. "Open up and swallow."

Roughly he pulled Brian's head toward him and thrust within his mouth. Brian wrapped his lips around his teeth and desperately tried to keep from gagging as Dom pressed deeply into him.

He let his muscles relax as Dom pushed and pulled at his head. Brian grasped the mighty thighs tightly, trying to keep his balance. Tears leaked from his eyes from the pain of his hair being pulled out by the roots as well as the horrible feeling of his mouth being raped.

Dom was snarling loudly--swearing as he pumped. His climax was loud--as it was meant to be. He thrust Brian away roughly and the blond man spat the cum out onto the cell floor. He lay there sobbing and retching.

The three inmates that had gathered in the hall to watch were completely convinced that a brutal rape had just taken place. When Dom turned to look at them, they literally ran to spread the news.

Dom pulled his boxers back up before stretching out on his bunk. He stared at the underside of the top rack silently for several minutes as Brian moved to the small sink. He rinsed his mouth out and washed his face before climbing into the upper rack.

"You okay?" Dom finally found the courage to ask.

A curly blond head peered down over the edge at him. "Yeah. You?"

"No," he said in a whisper.

Brian smiled softly at him before twisting and flopping back down onto his mattress.

Dom bent his arm up behind his bald head and used it for a pillow. He lay that way a long time after lights out, trying to sleep, but unable. Brian had been willing, hell, he had been insistent; but Dom was still filled with horror and self-loathing for participating. Maybe if he hadn't been thinking about it lately--thinking about it a lot lately. Maybe if hadn't started to enjoy the feel of Brian's skin when he touched him. Maybe if he hadn't caught himself fantasizing about his friend's wide mouth. Maybe if he hadn't enjoyed what they had done a little ... well ... he had enjoyed the first part anyway. The sight of Brian between his legs, big blue eyes so trusting, golden hands stroking his cock, red tongue stretching towards it.

Dom moaned in horror as another image flashed through his mind--Brian choking on his dick, then retching, spitting, and gagging on the floor.

"Dominic, you awake?" Brian asked so quietly that Dom barely heard.

"Yeah."

He felt the metal frame of the bunk beds shake as Brian dropped silently down. His tall form was eerily illuminated in the perpetual light that filtered in from the hall. Brian crouched down and sat near Dom's knees.

"Dominic, you okay yet?"

"I think I'll live," came the soft rasp.

Somehow Brian seemed to know how Dom was feeling--what he needed.

"I'm sorry, Dom." Brian reached out and laid a hand on his friend's thigh. "This whole thing has been hard on you, hasn't it?" He slowly caressed the silky skin and felt the muscles beneath his palm tighten. "You don't like lying, not even to the scum around here." Brian slid his hand up the inner thigh and heard Dom gasp. "You don't like it rough, do you Dominic?" Brian leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to the rock hard abs. "Let's do it the right way ... gentle ... the way you like it."

Dom considered pushing him away--for all of two seconds. Truth be told he needed this. He needed to feel Brian's gentle, tentative touches. He needed to know that his friend was willing--eager. He needed this to be done right to get the ugly scene from earlier to stop playing out in his mind.

Brian climbed onto the narrow mattress. He slid one slim leg between Dom's two thick ones. He rested his hands on either side of Dom's chest as he kneeled over him and pressed his lips to the dark chest.

Dom breathed heavily but lay completely still, allowing Brian to do whatever he pleased to his body. He interlocked his fingers and rested his head on them, determined not grab at Brian again.

Brian's lips and hands started moving with more and more sureness. Dom sucked in a deep breath when soft lips nipped at his nipple. Strong hands kneaded his bulging pecs and smoothed up his arms to where his hands lay imprisoned behind his head.

"You can touch me," Brian whispered. "I want you to."

He pulled at Dom's wrists until the stronger man gave up and unclasped his fingers.

Brian moved his lips to Dom's throat and nipped gently at the sensitive skin. He licked a path to the small ear and blew gently into it.

Carefully, Dom lifted his arms and rested his hands on Brian's shoulders as his friend's mouth headed southward.

Dom felt the elastic waist of his boxers being pulled down.

He felt Brian's hands taking hold of his cock. He felt Brian's tongue once again exploring him. Brian kissed and nuzzled. He made up for his lack of experience by the depth of his desire to please.

Dom cried out softly when his length was taken into the hot mouth. He squeezed Brian's shoulders when the young man tried his first tentative suck. Encouraged, Brian repeated the process. Instinct took over and before long Dom was squirming under him, panting, groaning, and coming.

This time, Brian was prepared for the salty fluid. He kept his lips sealed around the shaft until Dom stilled, then he slid his mouth free, tipped his head back and swallowed the cum down.

"Okay now?" Brian asked a few minutes later.

"Yeah. You?"

"Um, actually ... since you asked ... no."

Dom leaned up on one elbow in momentary confusion. As he shifted position his thigh bumped into Brian's erection.

"Oh," he said in manly understanding before chuckling. "Come here."

"I'd be glad to."

Brian once again leaned over his friend and trembled as a big hand closed around his cock. Dom had barely begun to pump it when Brian shuddered and spilled all over the heavily muscled belly beneath him.

"Shit," he groaned as collapsed on top of his friend.

"Virgins," Dom muttered back as he wrapped strong arms around the slender body. They lay together for a long time before Brian pulled away and got back into his own bunk.