Thug Passion 3

He’s in the world
He needed to be alone
The Other Man saw him
He knew what he’d been through in prison
It was the rumor around Prison City
The Other Man enters his cheap room
With a cheap  bed He sat on
His springy bed
The Other Man with silky black hair
his uniform, locks the door so there won’t be no interruptions
He stands up and addresses The Other Man like he’s ordered to do
The Other Man didn’t want no damn hello, from Him.
The Other Man walks over to Him, looks him up
And down like he wanted to devour him
He held his head down like a slave
The Other Man wanted Him, His strong body
The Other Man reached for
His shirt and pulled it over his head and unfasten
His denim blue jeans, taking off His boxers
The Other Man mesmerize by His lovely body
Touches Him each part of His body
He lays down on His squeaky bed
As The Other Man gets undress
And The Other Man and He are lying in bed together
seizing either one’s body
He lowers His lips onto Him and He onto Him
He and him shed their Glory into each other
He turns to his side
The Other Man strokes himself
He feels The Other Man  prying into His piece of ass
The Other Man defines himself in Him and slowly dances inside Him
Filling the passionate walls of Thug Passion he becomes one with Him
The Other Man thrust inside Him hard and fast
He clawed his back as passionate ran deep
Ecstasy ran through His body
He lay still as The Other Man goes to unlock His door
A knock came to His door  
The Other Man allowed him in
The Man walks in, taking off his clothes
The Man pulls His body against the sheets, close to him
The Man spreads His ass cheeks and enters his sword through his tight flesh
And thrash his body into Him Until the sun came up.