Andrew Miller and Reese Rideout Bareback Penal Code Scene

The penal code has a lot of infractions, but none quite like the one Andrew Miller commits when he bends over in front of Reese Rideout in those prison-issue pants. The uniform barely contains what is underneath, and Reese has been watching his cellmate’s assets for weeks with growing desperation. When lights-out finally gives them the cover they need, the infraction begins. Andrew makes the first move, rolling off his bunk and climbing onto Reese’s in the darkness. Their mouths find each other by instinct, kissing with the fevered urgency of men who have been denied human touch for too long. Hands fumble with elastic waistbands in the dark, freeing two desperately hard cocks that strain toward each other. Reese takes control, spinning Andrew around and pressing him against the cold cell wall. He drops to his knees and eats Andrew’s ass with criminal enthusiasm, getting him wet and ready while Andrew bites his own fist to keep quiet. The guards are just down the corridor. When Reese stands and enters Andrew raw, the sensation of skin-on-skin after months of deprivation is almost too intense to bear. Andrew braces against the wall and receives Reese’s long thick cock with barely suppressed moans. They fuck in near-silence, the only sounds the wet slap of skin and their ragged breathing. Reese pounds Andrew through two positions before finishing deep inside, both men collapsing back onto the narrow bunk with their sentences suddenly feeling much more bearable.