Cody was plenty warm now, with his blankets and Buck’s, and his little feet resting in Buck’s crotch, he fell asleep in Buck’s arms. Once the prison staff got the heat back on, Cody was warm enough to take off most of his clothes in the night. It was the most comfortable sleep he’d had since he got here.
He woke up when something hard touched his legs. Cody ain’t realize what it was at first or why it had woken him up. His head rested on Buck’s forearm, and he smelled Buck’s armpit. He wrinkled his nose.
Buck was moving. His giant meaty hand caressed Cody’s chest.
“Hmmmmmmmmm… Looossshhy…” Buck murmured — that was his girlfriend’s name: Lucy.
Cody realized that hard thing rubbing on and between his thighs was Buck’s thirteen-inch peenga. It was hot, hard and wet with precum. Cody squirmed, but Buck was drunk and sleeping deeply.
“Buck, Buck, wake up,” Cody said.
He was just a bit too slow though. Buck blinked his eyes open and groaned like he was in pain, moments before his cock slammed between Cody’s legs. It jutted towards Cody’s own crotch. Creamy cum spurted up, coating Cody’s dick and his chest.
“Ew, Buck!”
“Sorry, buddy…” Buck said, bleary-eyed and yawnsome, but he ain’t stop. He kept humping Cody’s legs. “Sorry, I was-” He moaned into Cody’s ear as another cumwad spurted up onto Cody’s chest. “I was dreamin’-“
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