A symbiotic relationship

Damien was true to his word. When he took Bobby’s ass again he was gentle, and he stroked Bobby’s cock as he took him.

Soon, Bobby was pushing back on Damien’s cock and sucking sensually when he gave Damien a blow job.

For his part, Damien broke Bobby with care and his full concentration. Since havingbeen moved to C block, Damien was fairly certain he had another week before Charlie was able to reach him...but it was best not to risk it.

“Are you mine Bobby?”

Bobby stood, his face covered with Damien’s spunk. “Of course Mr. Cross. My ass belongs to you and my mouth belongs to you.”

“It’s a Strong word, belong. It means ownership. Does this mean I own you?”

“Yes sir. You own me.”

“Don’t speak to me when you’re a mess like that. Clean your face.”

Bobby licked around his mouth with his tongue and then scooped the rest of the cum on his face into his mouth. Damien was adamant that his seed not be wasted.

“I can do what I want with my property, correct?”

“Yes sir. You can use me as you please.”

“I could even, use you as payment for a carton of cigarettes, right?”

Bobby began to slump. “Please don’t sell me! I do what you want!”

“More of a loan. You’re mine Bobby, I wouldn’t sell you. But I might rent out your hole for something I want. You wouldn’t have a problem with that, right?”

Bobby crumpled a bit. “No sir...you can do what you want with your property.”

“Don’t worry, no one will hurt you while I’m around and the time will come that we will take care of Charlie...and you will help me with that...so, you agree to be mine, however I want to use you?”

Meekly, Bobby answered, “yes sir.”

Damien pulled the inside of his pocket to the outside. “Then take hold of my pocket, and show everyone that you’re mine.”

Bobby had thrown in his lot. He didn’t hesitate. He reached out and took hold of Damien’s pocket.

With Damien leading, together they left the cell.