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Who: David; Sen
When: 2000
Where: The Showers
What: Getting To Work
Rating: NC-17 For Language and Sexual Situations
When: 2000
Where: The Showers
What: Getting To Work
Rating: NC-17 For Language and Sexual Situations
His first assignment in this place and it was in the showers. Apparently someone had busted one of the shower heads. He stood in front of the shower in his pale beige jump suit, a big box of tools next to him as he stretched to grab the shower head and Tape the crack in it groaning at the hot steam coming from the other stalls. he wiped his brow, taking his jumpsuit down to his hips, leaving him in just his t-shirt as he grabbed one of his wrenches, twitching the nut on it to tighten it.
"Goddamned inmates ... no sense at all ... fucken' assholes" he grumbled to himself, as he slipped, hitting the wall, growling. "Damnit!" He was soaked now, but he stood back up, getting back to work.
"Goddamned inmates ... no sense at all ... fucken' assholes" he grumbled to himself, as he slipped, hitting the wall, growling. "Damnit!" He was soaked now, but he stood back up, getting back to work.
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The man wasn't as big as Sword, which was a relief, sucking Sword usually gave him jaw ache. He took more of that shaft in his mouth, humming around it.
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He rolled the man's hairless sacs in his hand, studying them closely, before trailing his fingertips upwards over burnlike scars.
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He wrapped a hand around Dave's cock, pumping it while he assaulted the base and those sacs with his hot, wet mouth.
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He didn't want to admit it, but hearing the other man moaning was arousing to him. He slipped a hand into his own pants, stroking himself over his boxers.
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He pulled his hand out of his own pants, the denim tenting obviously. With the back of his hand he wiped his chin clean, tucking David back in.
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He blushed bright. "I better go... The Shutcall will be wondering where I am..."
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He jogged towards the door, his tshirt and towel long forgotten. "Oh yeah! And thanks for... you know... what you did! It meant a lot!"
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He made his way back towards the cells to put it somewhere safe.