The man stood tall and broad, Jake deciding he must’ve been at least 6’4 and carrying a hefty amount of muscle. Gay porn Keen to break the tension and assert some level of dominance, Jake turned, introduced himself and asked “do you know where I get bedsheets from?” Instantly the green eyes started scrutinising Jake, looking at him up and down, as if sizing him up for a coffin. Still conscious of the tall brute next to him, half expecting him to fight him at any moment, the tension was thick. This snapped Jake back to reality; he blushed, realising he had been taking far too long to analyse this man than what was acceptable in prison. Flustered, Jake made his way down the hall to his cell, closely trailing the officer. “That’s my fucking bed” he said as he moved his arm up the top bunk and left the toiletry bag thrown up there. He turned to his bunk, and put his small bag with his toiletries on the bottom bunk- the only bunk that didn’t seem used.“Boy” the man stated in such a way that caused Jake to freeze.
