Personally, I hate multi-part stories. I hope you enjoy it. * * * * * Chapter 1- Carmine The whistle blew as I stood up from my resting place next to...the chain link fence that enclosed the area where I, along with twenty other men, was getting my daily ration of fresh air. I kept as far away from the other cons as I could since I was not going to blow my chance of getting out by getting into trouble. Freedom was just too damned close for me to screw it up. I ambled over toward the far edge of. He was blushing and almost shaking. Mike grinned at him, where was the cocky lad Carol's been complaining about all he saw was a little bitch in front of him. Mike walked behind Ian and spoke into his ear “Why do you need this job boy?”He could feel Mike's body against him. “I have debts sir, and my girlfriend would kill me if I lose this job,” Ian's voice went to a gasp as he felt his Mike hands on his waist.“Maybe I could give you a chance, but I think you should make up for your behaviour up. .. You need a ride." Before I could turn and walk away the youngest guy grabbed me. "You look so hot! Lets have fun Sweetie!" He was a hot twink, long blond hair, his mucsles pushed at his shirt.He kissed me before I could run away. Lips soft and longing, he spit my lips with his tongue. So warm and sweet! I felt his hands around my ass pullling the thong down. His friend started to kiss my neck! I moaned. I did not want to do this but I was lost between these two hot bodied guys. I am not gay. "You really do get into this don't you?" he asked"I guess I do. I didn't know how much till just now," I said."What do you mean by that?" he asked."Well, it might be too soon to tell you this, but I really enjoyed makingyour dinner and cleaning up while you watched T.V. It made me feel reallyfeminine," I said."You felt feminine making me dinner?" he said."Yes I did," I said."I'm not sure how to take that," he said."Take it for what it is stupid," I said a little upset. "When I'm dressedlike.