My First Year in Prison Ch. 03

Tyler is happily engaged when his life takes a turn. After a couple bad decisions, he ends up in California State's Prison. Surrounded by bad boys, hot guards, and a lot of testosterones, is Tyler going to manage to keep himself out of troubles?
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My First Year in Prison
Chapter 3: The shadow on the wall
If Xander questioned my sexuality after I had been drooling all over Kurtis Jensen under the shower, he did not make any comment about it. I was glad.
We left the communal showers and then the gym area, I did my best not to check Pope's visible penis line again, and I excused myself to go to the closest toilets.
Only there, I took some minutes to myself, to process the past few hours.
My brain was exploding in tons of directions: everything was scary, stressful, but at the same time, there were so much temptations everywhere. Did a guard really molest me earlier? Should I say something? Did my cellmate actually caress his dick before me? He did! And the craziest part was that nobody seemed to mind. Had I just met the hottest man on the planet, naked before me?
Why should I care about that though? I was locked up, supposed to be straight in there and most importantly, I was engaged.
Why was it so hard for me to remember that I was engaged in this prison? I had been in this hell for less than a day and my life before already seemed like it belonged to a parallel universe.
On top of all of that, something else was bugging me. Why the hell did I call Austin, of all people, right before coming in? Why not my fiancé? Maybe, I just needed a friend. Maybe, I was still foolishly hoping for something more.
I heard a guy taking a shit in the stall next to mine. A good way to snap back to reality. Without realizing it, I had started to tear up. The pressure was getting to me. I feared that I would not be able to play the straight guy role. I feared that I would be bullied by the others. Basically, I feared that I would not be able to survive this.
I had to pull myself together.
I got out of the toilets. Back in the corridor, Xander was nowhere to be seen. For the first time, I was alone. Not knowing what to do or where to go, I tried to find my way back to my cell, but everything looked the same. Depressing. Grey. Washed up.
I lost my way but I could not see myself asking for help to any of these guys so I kept wandering around, moving away as soon as someone was actually looking at me.
I ran into the guard I had seen in the gym, a black guy, obese.
"Lost?" He asked.
His name was Davis, I could see it on his green uniform now.
"No, well, kinda." I said stupidly.
He smiled, mocking me a bit. I could not say if he was being friendly or not.
"Now, if you want to avoid getting in troubles, I would advise against wandering alone in the corridors, you never know who you might bump into."
Was he talking about the guards or the other inmates?
"You should go this way, right to the cafeteria, time to eat."
It was only 6:30 pm. Great... I wanted to do everything but eating.
I followed the guard's advice though. When I entered in the cafeteria, people were already waiting in line. Jesus, what is more depressing than having diner before 7pm? Well, having diner in prison maybe.
The food looked disgusting and it was prepared by other inmates. One of them pretended to spit in a huge bowl of soup as a joke. Asshole.
I took a tray and picked some mash potatoes and a sausage.
That was the easy part, now, I had to relive my high school's nightmare and find a place to sit. The place was getting crowded, I looked for Xander but he was not there. There was no a table where I could sit alone, so I had to socialize with some groups.
Guard Foster was looking at some of the inmates, leaning against a wall. He seemed concerned by what was going on at a table where a group of guys were playing a game where they would slap each other. It was in good fun for now but I understood Foster's concern, this could take a turn quickly.
Someone behind ùe pushed me and I almost fell with my tray. I could not tell if it was intentional but two Latino guys laughed behind me. It was time to move on, no need to find out what they wanted.
I recognized Ralph, my other cellmate on the other side of the cafeteria. Given his size, he was easily noticeable, even in this large space. He was talking with "Pope", the black guy I had seen at the gym. Those two bodybuilders were probably training together.
Sitting at the same table, one of Pope's mates who was also at the gym earlier was eating his sausage like a dog, and a red hair, --older guy, was looking right in my direction.
I awkwardly walked up to their table.
"You mind if I sit with you?"
"Mmm, who's the new eye candy?" Asked the red hair guy.
"Don't mind our ginger friend here, he's always on the look for fresh meat but you're safe with us." Said Pope.
I smiled, still pretending that I was not terrified Pendik escort by every single one of them.
"Sit down, idiot." Ordered Ralph as I was still standing with my tray.
I was regretting my decision to approach them already.
"I'm Glenn" Said the ginger guy, extending his hand "A big sausage you got there."
He winked at me, looking at my plate and then at my crotch.
"I'm Tyler." I said to everyone, trying to ignore him.
"Back off Glenn, he is with Xander." Said Ralph.
I was not sure what "being with Xander" meant but Glenn cut off his act.
Ralph, Pope and his mate resumed their conversation, they were talking about an incident which happened the day before, a guy named Ray had been sent to solitary confinement. Again, I remained silent most of the time, trying to eat my food without puking.
Glenn was still looking at me, licking his lips. Was he actually openly gay? Or was he just mocking me?
My two other cellmates, Xander and Fernando (he was wearing clothes this time) both joined in a few minutes later.
"I thought I had lost you Newbie. I was afraid you had walked in Romano's territory."
"Don't worry about me, I'm right here, enjoying this delicious dinner." I replied sarcastically.
From this point on, I was more relaxed. They were asking me questions about my life (I said I had recently broken up with my girlfriend) but nothing too personal and they were quite impressed when they realized I was a therapist.
"A shrink in prison! I think you're our first!" Shouted Xander.
"Definitely, normally, we just have to see them outside of here." Confirmed Fernando with a smile.
"Yeah, well, even shrinks can do stupid stuff." I said as I was realizing more and more how dumb I had been, crossing the lines with Will and ending up there.
"You're saying we're stupid newbie?" Pope stood up and leaned his body on the table. I was stunt.
He then bursted out laughing. "Come on, I'm just joking, pal!"
I pretended to laugh as well.
I would never survive a year in there!
Or maybe I would. Kurtis Jensen had just entered the cafeteria. He was no longer naked nor wet, but he was still hot as fuck. I do not think that all of the guys were crushing on him as hard as I was, but I could definitely tell that everyone was intimidated by him. Simply by being a mix-race guy with piercing grey/blue eyes, Kurtis was standing out in the crowd.
I guess that even in real life (I mean, life out of prison), it is always like that when someone really gorgeous walk into a room, you just cannot help but be to be a bit impressed.
Kurtis Jensen was behaving with a lot of confidence but I did note that he was not an asshole when he let two of the older inmates go in front of him in the line.
Such a sweetheart, I thought.
Look my dear reader, I know this I was being ridiculous, but I got a crush on the guy and I was very vulnerable at that time!
He sat down not far from me and even waived at me. Wait no, he was waiving at Xander and Pope, his gym bros. Thankfully, I did not waive back, that would have been awkward.
I spent the rest of dinner glancing at my new heartthrob, he was sitting with bulk guys but was not talking to anyone, he seemed lost in his thoughts.
"That's Romano." Xander whispered in my hear at some point, looking at a guy coming in the cafeteria.
A tall Italian man, he was bald but his entire face - and all of his body from what I could see - were tattooed, you could barely see the colour of his skin. He was way less gentle than Jensen, he pushed aside some guys to cut the line, well, he did not really have to push them as pretty much everyone stepped aside when he walked in.
"That's the one you don't want to mess with." Explained Pope.
Guard Falcon was there, even him seemed to be scared by Romano.
"He runs this place." Confirmed Xander.
"How so?"
"He has connections inside and out of here, and a fuck load of money, rumour has it that Romano has the warden in his pocket. His family is paying for his pension or something like that."
Corruption in prison, how surprising.
"And who's that guy behind him?" I asked.
Always staying less than 10 inches from Romano, an Asian guy, very young, maybe the youngest guy I had seen in the prison so far, was following the tattooed guy like his shadow, almost crawling behind him. He was necessarily over 18 since he was there but he looked like a highschool student.
"That's his bitch." Just stated Ralph.
"Romano has had a lot of bitches along the years, often multiple at the same time, but since Kim has arrived, he just uses this one."
I could not believe they were so casual about this. What did they mean, using him?
Glenn read my mind:
"Use it, sexually." He specified with a grin.
"Kim was not so happy at first." Said Xander.
"I mean, his girlfriend would have a right to be mad." Ralph laughed at his own joke.

"Wait, he is straight?" I could Beykoz escort bayan not help myself, the Korean boy just looked too gay in his torn up uniform outfit, showing off his nipples, and wearing some weird kind of homemade make up on his face. Most of all, with his submissive position behind his master, he definitely looked like a sub in an S