Protection by S A Reid

Author:S A Reid [Reid, S A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-06-02T01:58:24+00:00

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After that night – Gabriel’s outcry and the cell block rowdiness that followed – one of Wentworth’s more stringent guards cottoned on, taking it upon himself to personally police Gabriel and Joey. Each night Victor Hess walked past their cell at different times, examining their bunks with his torch and listening around corners. Buckland refused to take part in the crusade. But to Joey’s surprise, McCrory joined in.

“I thought he was your friend,” Joey said to Gabriel over breakfast one morning. Twice now they’d nearly been caught, forcing each man to keep to his own bunk after lights out.

“So did I. But he’s been a wee bit cold ever since I managed to get the two of us in the same cell.” Gabriel shrugged, scraping up the last of his oatmeal and casting a stern glance at Lonnie. Reluctantly, the pretty blond took up his own spoon, though he seemed disinclined to use it. Lonnie had spent the last two weeks in close company with Gordon Lusk, D-block’s resident demon. Since then he’d begun trying out new airs and even a bit of verbal defiance. But this didn’t extend to Gabriel, so while the other man’s eye was upon him, Lonnie made a show of eating up.

For weeks it went on, the surprise inspections, waking to an unlocked cell and light shining in the face. Hess lost interest by midsummer. Moving to G-block, he caught three pairs in the act and made certain all got the lash. But McCrory kept up his new vigilance. During the day he interacted as usual with Gabriel – joking, gambling, trading smokes for favors. But at night McCrory went out of his way to patrol F-block, passing through at different times while trying to catch Gabriel and Joey in the act.

“You’re sure about this?” Joey asked when Gabriel steered him into the prison library’s stacks, Fiction A-Br.

“Three lookouts. Safe as houses.” Gabriel pressed Joey against a bookshelf, arms encircling him as he kissed Joey’s ear, his cheek, his neck. “God, I’ve missed this.”

Joey chuckled. They’d met in the garden shed just three days ago, managing a no-holds-barred session while Mr. Cranston was off purchasing a new tiller.

“You do have your needs.” Joey lifted himself so their cocks rubbed together through the thin barrier of their prison uniforms. “I’m still sore from last time.”

“Should I kiss it for you?”

“Mmmm …” Just the teasing mention sent fresh heat into Joey’s cheeks. Once Gabriel had done that, parting Joey’s legs and stabbing up and up with his tongue until Joey came, half from delight and half from shame. There was no part of Joey that Gabriel didn’t want to see, touch, kiss. And each time they made love, Joey surrendered a little more, enjoying the sacrifice even if it left him secret places only inside. And Joey could feel Gabriel pressing on those inner doors, too. Not physically, but with words, glances … the occasional Gaelic endearment after he thought Joey had fallen asleep …

Gabriel’s hands slid under Joey’s shirt, beginning their slow exploration.

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