Story Excerpt

Bears in Prison Remastered, by Jezebel Rose

His cock rose slowly in my hand, thickening and tensing as I ran my hand up and down. I felt him kiss the top of my head as he took his finger and tilted my head up towards his. I kept massaging his shaft as I gripped my fingers around him and stroked slowly. I felt his hand slowly slide around my dick and stroke.

I reached my free hand around his head and pulled him towards me as our tongues touched. He electrified me and drove me wild with his soft lips as they pressed against mine. His wet tongue ran circles around mine as he bit on my lip and kissed me passionately.

Jackson certainly was the best kisser I had ever had the pleasure of coming across. Little did he know, I had a ring for him by the bed in the dresser. I had planned on asking him to marry me this morning, but I figured I would wait until tonight after we got home from the bar.

His cock was hard in my hand as I stroked him, easily sliding up and down on his shaft. I ran my thumb in circles on his tip as he moaned softly. His body was warm against mine as he slowly slid up and down against my skin. I couldn’t help but think about the ring as I grabbed his cock harder.

I felt his hand on my cock, stroking me as I sucked on his lips. I wanted him… no, I needed him. He was the only good thing left in my life. Today I want him to feel the emotions I feel when I look at him. I grabbed tighter as I stroked.

Kissing down his chest, I made my way to his big nipples. As I licked around them, they slowly hardened in my mouth. The hair on his chest tickled my chin, causing my cock to rise to the challenge. My free hand ran along his hairy chest as my other continued twisting and pulling on his shaft.

I kept making my way down his chest slowly, teasing him as I kissed. I felt his body shudder under my hands and ripple with energy as his body shook. I couldn’t wait to flip him over and push myself inside him, fucking him all morning.

My mouth made its way down to his cock. My tongue licked around the base of his shaft. God, I love the smell of his hair… it turns me on so much. His back arched as he involuntarily let go of my dick. My hands rested on his chest as I felt his breaths quicken. Teasing him, my mouth moved away from his shaft and down his thick muscular leg.

Kissing on his toes, one at a time, I ran my tongue up the top of his foot. I grabbed his legs and pulled them apart slowly, giving me an opening to crawl in. I made my way back up towards his crotch as I kissed back up his other leg, smiling at him between each peck.

He smiled back down at me as I wrapped my fingers around his cock and softly stroked him. My tongue licked around the base of his cock and started up the base of his shaft. Teasing him, my tongue went back down, making its way to his sack. I flitted my tongue between his cock and sack.

I looked around at my men. Their faces were sad and dull as we rode in the bus on the way to the prison. I couldn’t help myself. I had to say something. “Come on guys, we’ll be fine, life in prison can’t be ‘that’ bad,” I said as I looked over my shoulder, hoping for a reaction. A few men caught my eyes then looked away, their brows heavy with sadness and disappointment in me.

Turning away, I lost myself in thought. Only days ago, I had been running a fully-fledged drug cartel under a gay bar, and now I’m being hauled off to rot away in prison. Fuck that. There’s got to be another solution. I should have paid more attention to those damn undercover cops, but I guess now isn’t the time to think back on that. 

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