Date: Fri, 19 Mar 2021 18:08:17 +0100
From: gaysoapfic@mail.com
Subject: Coronation Street Cock Whores - Chapter 5

Coronation Street Cock Whores

DISCLAIMER: This story is purely fictional fantasy and has no bearing on
the show, the characters or the actors playing them. The story involves sex
between adults and teens under the age of consent.

Chapter 5: The Prison

Gary Windass had been in prison for months and despite being able to sneak
the odd wank in the shower or bed, he was absolutely desperate to plug some
fanny... in fact, just any hole at all. He'd even considered hitting up the
gay lad a few cells down but he was a bit fem for him. He decided to hit
the showers and bash out another load down the plug hole, providing he
could nab one of the private cubicles.

As Gary approached the prison showers he heard a familiar voice call his
name from behind.

"Gary! Gary Windass!" the voice shouted.

Gary spun around with a mean look on his face ready to defend himself but
found he knew the guy that stood before him.

"Paul! Alright mate?" he exclaimed. "What you doing in here?"

Paul Foreman, Gemma's brother and Billy's ex, strode confidently up to Gary
and shook his hand.

"Ah mate, I fucked up and punched a fella who was giving me grief on a
night out, now I'm in here for a month and Billy wants nothing to do with
me... probably shagging Todd as we speak" he rolled his eyes and shrugged.

"Bad luck pal, well at least you've got me and old Johnny for
company... fucking hell the whole street will be in here soon, we'll have
Ken in the next cell" Gary laughed.

Paul chuckled and noticed Gary had his towel and soap in his hand.

"You having a shower? I'll tag along if that's alright, don't fancy my
chances on my own just yet" Paul said. "Give me a minute I'll grab my
stuff" he added as he headed towards his nearby cell.

Gary nodded and smiled but thought `fuck sake, there goes my wank'. He
walked into the shower area and noticed a few blokes in the communal
section, cocks and balls hanging out without a care, and spotted two empty
cubicles next to each other in the corner. He tapped his foot impatiently
waiting for Paul and a few seconds later the scally lad came strutting
around the corner.

"Couple of cubicles over there, one each yeah?" Gary said, pointing to the
corner.

"Ah wicked cheers" Paul replied and headed for the furthest cubicle in the
corner. They had long brown doors and weren't the cleanest of showers but
at least the locks worked so you had a bit of privacy. The walls inside
were scratched and graffitied, with dubious stains on the floor tiles.

Gary slammed the door behind him and locked it, stripping his clothes off
and tossing them to rest on the top of the cubicle door. He pressed the tap
and sighed as the warm, but not quite hot, water spurted out across his
naked pale body. Gary ran his hands down his muscled, firm, milky body and
flexed his toned arms. He reached out for some shower gel and lathered up
his palms, starting with his hairy ginger pits before moving on to his
muscley but slender legs. Gary eventually massaged his groin, his nest of
ginger pubes (unshaven from the time in prison) soaped up and as he moved
towards his chunky pale cock he felt a stirring and noticed his semi begin
to emerge. Gary washed his egg-like heavy balls, covered in
strawberry-blonde wiry pubic hair and watched his impressive cock grow to
full length. The foreskin rolled back slowly to reveal a perfect pink head
as his full 8.5 inches painfully throbbed against the warm water. Lastly,
he moved round to his firm, bubble ass - two lovely pale globes, which when
parted, revealed a bright pink hole surrounded by a light smattering of
ginger arse hair. Gary spread his legs and soaped up his gorgeous bum,
running a finger around his tight snatch.

In the next cubicle, Paul was being treated to a peep show. As soon as he'd
entered the shower he'd noticed a small hole in the adjoining wall and took
the opportunity to catch a glimpse of Gary naked. He didn't realise he'd
end up watching the stud builder stroke his massive erection and soap up
his arse. Gary was by now pumping away at his cock and had his eyes
closed. The lathering of the soapy fist causing bubbles to form around his
dick and provide a lubricant that gave him a real nice sensation.

Paul was also hard as a rock, watching intently through the hole and waning
his own fat dick. Paul's 7 incher was known for its girth, with few men
able to accommodate it, meaning his was normally always a bottom. Paul's
hole was twitching at the sight of Gary's gorgeous pole and Paul couldn't
stop thinking about how he wanted to slide himself down on that big ginger
prick. Paul panted as he wanked himself with one hand and rubbed his wet
hole with the other. All of a sudden he lost his balance...

THUD!

Paul slipped and his body weight landed against the adjoining shower wall,
his face though firmly pressed against the peep hole. Gary was broken from
his trance and looked toward the wall, spotting Paul's eye flicker in
panic. He was being watched this whole time! Paul regained his balance and
pushed himself away from the peep hole, turning bright red and cursing
himself under his breath for being caught. What would he do now? Wait until
Gary finished then leave after him and try to avoid him? He was in prison
for a month, that would never work!

Just as a mixture of thoughts ran through his head, he heard the shower in
the next cubicle turn off and the door click open. A second later, he heard
a soft knock on his own door. Paul gulped and cringed... he reached
forwards and unlocked it, opening it slightly to protect his modesty. Gary
Windass' strength was no match for his own, as the jailbird barged into the
cubicle and slammed the door shut behind him. He snarled at Paul and
clenched his fists, both men completely naked and both still with big
erections.

Paul tried to cover his modesty and cowered into the corner, but Gary
batted his hands away.

"You've been looking at me so let me have a look at you" Gary ordered.

Paul stood still, arms at his side, and nervously looked at Gary, unsure as
to what his next move would be.

"Look mate, no harm eh?" Paul muttered, "I'll stay out your way".

"Nah, reckon we can come to an arrangement pal" Gary said. He put his hands
on his hips and nodded down towards his large throbbing penis.

"Suck it" he commanded.

Paul blinked rapidly and didn't move. Did he hear that right?

"Fucking suck it" Gary snarled.

Paul gulped and inside did a cartwheel. He was being made to suck a perfect
cock of a guy he'd fancied his ages... heaven!

Paul sank to his knees and closed his eyes. He gripped the base of the
meaty tool with one hand and devoured the pale long cock with his warm and
talented mouth. Paul firmly and quickly sucked and licked the pole, putting
his best cocksucking moves on Gary and making him emit low moans within
seconds.

"Fuck that's good, yeah man" Gary sighed under his breath.

Paul used his tongue to press against the pink fat head, flicking the piss
slit and giving Gary fantastic sensations. He spent a bit longer inhaling
the cock, Gary placing two hands on his head and holding it in place as all
8.5 inches sat down Paul's throat and the lad choked on it, his nose
pressed firmly against the ginger bush. Gary withdraw and Paul gasped, a
long strand of saliva connecting his mouth with the delicious cock. Paul
immediately replaced Gary's dick with his balls, sucking the egg-shaped
nuts into his mouth and rolling them around with his tongue, tasting the
soapy and salty musk. He used his hands to reach up and wank off Gary's
turgid prick causing the older guy to moan and swear in pleasure.

"Keep that up and I'm gonna fucking cum mate" Gary said. He looked down and
noticed Paul's own cock for the first time properly - got it was fat. He
momentarily pictured Billy riding it but shook the image from his head.

Paul released the saliva-soaked balls from his mouth and let go of Gary's
cock.

"Not yet", he gasped. He turned around and faced the back wall, leaning
into it and sticking his chunky arse back. "Fuck my arse and cum inside
that" he practically begged.

Gary raised his eyebrows but the sight of Paul's spread arse with a tight
pink hole winking in the middle just couldn't be turned down - Gary was
desperate to sink his cock inside something and surely a man's hole wasn't
that different to a woman's. Paul's crack was shaven smooth and he had nice
fat cheeks that looked prime for a smacking.

"Fair dos, well seeing as you asked..." Gary said, spitting into his palm
and rubbing it over his cock.

Paul faced the wall and rested his head on his arm for support, smiling
contently as he felt Gary's fleshy pink head press at the opening of his
cunt. Paul was an experienced bottom and took Gary's cock with no problems,
despite its impressive size.

"Mmm fuck yeah" Gary groaned as he sank his entire length into Paul's
acccomodating warm pussy. "That's like a nice tight gash" he added.

Paul moaned as Gary began to thrust in and out, stretching his hole and
pummelling him with enthusiasm. Gary closed his eyes and fucked away,
gripping Paul's hips as he pounded that man cunt for all it was worth,
feeling his cock tingle as he plowed deeply. Paul moaned into his hand and
as the sound of showers and other prisoners rang out across the room, in
the corner cubicle the two men fucked rampantly. Gary was not holding back,
going from rapid strokes to slower ones, pulling almost right out before
ramming straight back in and making Paul cry out.

After five more minutes of constant arse-pounding and prostate massaging,
Paul jacked his fat cock and pointed it towards the floor, letting out a
muffled grunt as he came furiously all over the shower floor, his thick
spunk being washed away by the warm water. The sensation of Paul's cunt
tightening upon orgasm caused Gary to tip over the edge and he unloaded his
huge balls that had been slapping against Paul's arse into his pussy. Rope
after rope spurted deep into Paul's guts and Gary made sure he planted it
all. Gary came down from his climax and aggressively pulled his cummy dick
from Paul's hole, leaving it quivering in delight.

Paul turned around and collapsed against the floor. Sighing contently he
looked up at Gary.

"Cheers pal, that did the trick. I'll let you know if I need you again" he
said. "Best go back next door and wash this cum off... feel free to watch"
he winked, before strutting out of the cubicle leaving Paul satisfied and
exhausted.

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