Aaron's heart raced as he felt the other man's lips brush against his own. His breath hitched in his throat and he couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine. Was this real? Or was it all just part of some sick game that they played with each other here in prison? He didn't know what to think anymore.

"I-I don't... I mean, I've never..." he stammered, unable to finish the sentence as Irfan deepened the kiss.

Aaron couldn't bring himself to say the word "kissed" aloud in this context. He was still caught off guard by the sudden intimacy and didn't want to seem too eager or desperate for it. His lips parted as he returned Irfan's kiss, his hands finding their way up the other man's chest, fingertips grazing over the smooth skin of his neck.

The sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced before; thrilling and terrifying all at once.

Alright, let's give it a try. Just the tip for ten seconds. Here goes nothing.

Okay, here I go... I open my mouth and gently place his cock on my lips, focusing on just the head as he requested. I slowly suck, feeling its warmth and pulsing against my tongue. It tastes slightly salty but not unpleasant.

Aaron's eyes go wide as Jayden begins to undress, revealing an impressive physique. He tries not to stare, but it's hard not to be a little awestruck. As for the massive cock... well, that just makes him feel even smaller and more outmatched than he already does.

He forces himself to look away, focusing on unbuttoning his own shirt slowly as he tries to appear confident and unafraid. "So,"

Aaron follows Jayden into the shower, making sure to keep his distance at first. The hot water feels good against his skin after being locked up in the cold cell all day. He starts washing himself carefully, trying not to make any sudden movements that might draw attention to him.