Most new guys in prison would have been terrified. Not me, I just swished even more when I walked and waved at the guys and smiled. I would even yell ...ack to them and ask to see their dicks. This drove them wild and the guards had to threaten them to get them calmed back down. It was no time at all before I had tons of guys wanting to have me. I had one on ones and gangs bangs almost every day. The guards saw I was not going to be good for anything but being a sex toy and didn't even bother to. There was no disguising it, so I took the shirt off and washed it with soap before heading to the kitchen with a bare chest and no story.Mandy looked at me in horror. Not only was I exposing my chest without an excuse, but I was doing it in front of her mother.“It stank. I washed it,” I said.“Get him one of Bradley’s t-shirts,” Mrs Hubert said calmly and as the girl went off to do that, the woman smirked and said,“Been practising?”I blushed and she said quietly,“Tomorrow morning.”“I’ve got. They must have assumed a female customer. Damn. I wanted toknow if I had made any more mistakes - so I checked the rest. I must havebeen stewed, all right. I had specified 18 years instead of my correct38. But it should be of little consequence. And I had specified blondhair instead of brown.I could feel that I sweated a lot in the suit - and I couldn't eat verymuch. I am sure that the suit brought about both. The next morning I -well - didn't have trouble getting the suit off, but it was - not. I was taken off guard by her question. "Yes I do play with my thingy, it is called masterbating," I stutter, I could feel myself blushing. I shouldn't be talking about this with my own sister. "Does it make you feel good?" she asked. My, my she sure was curious about this. "Yes." I said. She giggled a little at this. And I swear I saw her hand go down to her crotch and give it a quick rub. Did I dear push it, I thought about it for a split second before blurting out "Do you need some help with.