Falling into the Clutches of Another Convict

The next morning Chris rolled out of bed and got dressed. When he noticed Beecher still in bed he smiled and shook his shoulder.

"Rise and shine, princess. Time to get up."

Beecher groaned when he realized what he forgot. "Shit. I have to use the cream. Can you hand that tube to me? I forgot to put it on last night." He could feel the pain, but thankfully not as bad as yesterday. "How long do we have before count?"

“About 20 minutes,” Keller said as grabbed the tube Toby was pointing to and handed it to him. “You need help with that?” he asked sincerely.

Toby didn't know how to answer. "Uhm, I think I would rather do it myself, thank you," he whispered nervously as he uncapped the tube and put some on his fingers. He blushed brightly as Keller watched, he reached down and spread the cream over, and slightly in his abused asshole. He pulled up his pj pants and got out of bed and washed his hands. "You don't happen to have any ointment for the... brand do you? The cream she gave me was specifically for... trauma... by rape."

Chris went over to his things as he said, “Let me check.” He made a sound of triumph when he found a tube of cream. “Here, this should help.”

Toby bit his lip but bent over, showing that he was willing to trust Keller for now, at least until the man killed him. "Could you do it?" The swastika brand was still red, but the dead skin was starting to peel.

Applying some of the cream onto his fingers, Keller walked over to Toby and enjoyed the view of the man bent over for a moment, his cock twitching in his pants.

“It’s gonna be fucking cold,” he warned before he gently rubbed the cream over the brand.

The cold cream actually felt amazing on the hot tattoo. Toby sighed, it went deep into his skin and soothed the burn.

"Thank you."

When Chris was done, Beecher pulled on some loose pants and his shirt.

Toby was quiet for a while and then asked, "Are you a leader of a group? Or, are you even in one?"

Before Keller could answer one of the C.O's yelled, "Count!"

Keller went and stood outside the pod, waiting around while the C.O’s counted and made sure everyone was there.

Beecher walked out slowly, trying not to cause too much pain to his body, and stood next to Keller. He kept looking up at his podmate. He didn't understand why Keller was being so nice and hadn't raped him already. Probably because he wants his prag to heal, or he doesn't want to mess with someone who is tainted. Now that twisted Toby's gut around like a knife. It hurt. Was he tainted? He would have to ask Rebadow, the old man that let him sit with him during lunch the day before.

When count was over Keller headed back into the pod and tried to decide if he should go workout or not. He looked over to Toby to ask him what he was planning on doing but stopped when he saw an odd look on his face.

“You okay?” he asked.

Toby stepped close and blurted out, "Am I tainted?" The blood drained from his face as he stared at Keller in shock, he immediately tried to reel away from the conversation, "Nevermind, forget I said anything."

“What?” Keller asked confusedly. “Is this ‘cause of what Schillinger did?” He sighed heavily and sat down on his bed. “You’re only “tainted” if you let it taint you. If you move on and forget about it, not let it affect you, then you’re not.”

"I guess that makes sense." Beecher nodded and started to brush his teeth. "Is there a Psychiatrist here? Maybe if I talk to them, I can get it behind me..." He opened his trunk and grabbed a book.

"Yeah, there's Sister Pete," Chris said as he watched Toby move about the pod.

Toby stood still for a second, "Could I go see her after breakfast?" He sat down next to Keller and looked at him, still trying to figure him out.

Chris ran a hand over his hair and shrugged. "You'll have to ask the C.O's but I don't see why not. Hey, you wanna go workout after you talk to her? I'll teach you how to stick up for yourself."

A smile spread over Beecher's face, "Yeah, that would be good. Thank you."

There was the loud alarm that signaled breakfast was ready and he stood up.

"...I will be your prag, if you want," he said it quietly, almost nervously.

"When I want you as my prag I'll let you know," Chris said as he got up and headed out of the pod towards the cafeteria.

Beecher sighed and obediently followed. He was shoved by Schillinger and Toby glared at the man before catching up with Chris.

When they got their food and sat down, Toby smiled at Rebadow, who smiled back and gave a small nod of his head. Rebadow's podmate was Busmalis, a man that looked a little younger than Rebadow. Toby didn't know them that well yet, but from what he could tell the two older man were like an old married couple, and it always made Toby chuckle when they got into one of their petty arguments.

Keller ignored everyone as they ate, wanting to finish and get out of there. When he was done he got up and cleaned up his things before heading back to his pod and laying out on his bed to wait for Toby to get back from talking to Sister Pete.

Beecher sighed when Keller got up and left. He got up and said bye to the other men before he went to a C.O.

"Could I see Sister Pete?"

"Do you have an appointment?" The C.O was a little cocky.

"I didn't know how to make one."

"Alright. I'll take you down there and see if she is free, but from then on she will have you on a schedule." The C.O was the nicest one that Beecher ever met.

He was led through Oz and he was taken to her office.

"Sister Pete, we got a inmate here that was wondering if you were free."

Sister Peter Marie smiled and nodded, "Yes I am, let him in."

Toby went in and sat down nervously, "I didn't know how to make an appointment."

She looked like a real friendly sort, so he trusted her instantly. He ended up telling her everything that had happened to him since he got there.

Sister didn't know what to think, this man had just went through in a matter of days what for a lot of inmates would take months. "Tobias, I am very glad you came here. Did letting it off your chest make you feel better."

Toby let out a slow breath and a small smile crossed his face, "Actually, yeah, I feel a lot better now. But there isn't anything I can do, is there?"

She frowned, which never was a good thing. "I'm sorry Tobias. We could send him to the hole, but then he might just want retaliation, which is worse."

Beecher nodded, agreeing, "Yeah, that wouldn't do anything good, just piss him off."

"I will schedule you for every other day around 2pm." She smiled when Toby nodded and made to stand up. When he got to the door she said, "Tobias... would you like a job working here with me? I saw that you had been a lawyer. Maybe you could help me with the files on the computer?"

A bright smile lit up on Toby's face, "Sure... Yeah, I would like that. Thank you."

"Everyday 2pm, or after your sessions." Sister shooed him away with a smile.
Beecher was led back to Em City and he walked to his pod. But when he saw Keller he wasn't sure if he should tell the tall man anything.

"Chris? S-Sister just gave me a job, to work with her at 2pm everyday. I would be done by supper."

Keller leaned up on his elbows and smiled at the nervous man. “That’s great, Toby. You getting fucking paid?”

"Uh, I don't know. Probably. I mean, it's a job, so I would think they would," Toby lightly chuckled. "I was so nervous I just spilled my guts in front of her. Nothing bad about you, don't worry," he teased Keller playfully now that he wasn't going to get beat down for it.

Chris laughed and got up from his bed. “You ready to go workout? Or you too emotionally drained?” he teased back.

Toby walked over and brushed his teeth, "No... I think I am okay, as long as you don't break anything." He cocked a brow, when he looked at Keller. "You’re not planning that... are ya?" He smiled as he spit out the toothpaste and changed into a white t-shirt, and dark blue sweatpants.

Chris smiled and wrapped his arm around Toby’s shoulders, leading him out of the pod and over to a C.O.

Once they were in the workout room he was pleased to note that no one else was around.

“Okay, we’re going to teach you some defense moves.”

Toby looked unsure as he just stood there, and then he leaned forward a bit and moved forward to push Keller down, which was actually a very weak move on his part.

Chris sighed and easily flipped Toby over and pinned him to the ground. “Was that really all you fucking had?”

Toby went and stood up, "Do it again, slower. I'm not really good at this. I never liked wrestling, always nervous something of mine was gonna snap." He didn't know which foot to put forward, so he stuck his right out. He dove for Keller's waist and used one leg to try and push Chris back.

Slower than last time, Chris again pinned Toby and smiled down at him before jumping up and offering him a hand up.

Toby now had a glint in his eyes, showing he was desperate to pin Keller down and prove to him he could do it. He rushed and twisted his body so it got under Keller's arm, and pulled him back and downwards, pinning Chris down with a smirk of victory.

“Good job! I’m fucking impressed,” Chris laughed as he looked up into Toby’s eyes.

Beecher stared into Keller's eyes for a few more seconds before he came back to himself and embarrassedly stood up, his hard cock aiming upwards to his waistband, but was still very noticeable.

"I... I gotta go." He got out of there quick, and back to the pod where he willed for his erection to go down.

Chris remained laying on the floor, panting and trying to get his own erection to die down. When he finally calmed down he headed back to his pod to see how Toby was.

“You okay?” he asked from where he leaned against the door, eyeing Beecher.

Toby let out a gasping laugh, "If you only knew." He was laying on his stomach on his bed, still trying to get rid of his erection, but every time he got close to loosing it he would think about Keller and it would come back full force. "How can you live without any privacy around here?"

Keller smirked, “You get used to it.” He paused for a bit before he asked quietly, “You want me to leave you the fuck alone?”

Toby shook his head, "Nah, it's your pod too. I might go take a shower though." He hopped off the bunk and took off his shirt, and facing away from Keller, he took off his pants too. Grabbing his towel he wrapped it around his waist and shifted his cock so it wasn't as noticeable under the towel. "Do you want a shower too? Or are you willing to stand outside and make sure no one comes in?" he asked with a sweet smile.

“I don’t think you’re quite ready for a shower with me, so I’ll play guard,” Chris smiled cockily as he grabbed his towel (planning on taking one after Toby) and they headed over to the showers. He stood outside and crossed his arms over his chest as Beecher went inside.

Beecher put his towel on the ledge and took his shoes off. He shivered until he turned on the water and felt the cool water hit his cock, making it throb. When the water turned warm he put one hand against the wall and looked down at his cock as he reached down and stroked it slowly. He grunted and tried to keep quiet as he gripped tighter and used his thumb on his cockhead. "Fuck.." he whispered harshly as he splattered cum on the tiled wall and floor. He used the water to wash it off, and soaped himself and cleaned up.
When he was done he stepped out to where Keller was and looked away with a flush.

Chris smirked, knowing what Toby had been doing in there. “Enjoy yourself?” he leered.

Toby couldn't looked at Chris, "Yeah, but you haven't yet so you better hurry." He grinned as he hurried back to their pod.

Chris shook his head and entered the showers. He sighed when someone entered right after him, knowing he wasn’t going to be able to jerk off. After quickly cleaning himself, he shut off the water and wrapped the towel around himself before heading back to the pod.

Toby gave a Chris a fake sad look, "Not able to get off?" He climbed off his bunk and patted Keller on the shoulder. "Get under the covers. I am gonna go play cards with Rebadow and Busmalis." He unknowingly let his hand slide down Chris' shoulder and his arm, then walked out of the pod.

Chris shiver and turned to watch Beecher’s ass as he walked away. Deciding to play with the man a bit, he got dressed and quickly left the pod to follow him. Finding Toby sitting at one of the tables with the two older men, Chris walked up and stood close to him, his erection obvious to all who looked.

“What the fuck you playing?”

Toby turned around and was faced with Keller's cock. "You fuckhead," he laughed and put his hand on his forehead. "Go back to the damn pod." He was smiling and blushing brightly.

Rebadow tried not to look, just to be courteous, but Busmalis was... not like that. He stared at Keller's tented pants and shook his head in amusement.

“Oh I’m sorry, am I bothering you?” Chris asked sarcastically with a grin. Instead of heading back to the pod he sat down next to Toby, their sides touching, and watched them play cards.

Beecher leaned over and whispered to Keller, "I thought you might have wanted privacy. Or... did you want me in there while you did it?" He was embarrassed and he couldn't even remember the game they were playing now.

“Don’t worry about it, Toby. Just enjoy the fucking game,” Chris whispered back and placed his hand high up on Beecher’s thigh.

Toby jumped in shock at the hand on him and he moved to back away from the table. "Chris..." he warned, unsure if Keller was being serious or still playing around now. He looked at his cards and set them down, "I fold."

Chris sat silently and watched the other men play cards until lunch. They all got up and headed to the cafeteria where he saw Schillinger and his croonies eyeing Toby.

“Watch yourself,” he warned him quietly.

Toby nodded, "I'm sure they are going to try something eventually, but I am not going to start it." He ate his chicken with a look of boredom. Thankfully the Aryan's never tried anything during lunch and they walked back to Em City without trouble.

"I have to go to work in an hour. Then you will have your privacy." He rolled his eyes as he walked into the pod and stretched, his shirt lifting up.

Chris eyed the happy-trail and patch of stomach that was revealed to him and licked his lips. “Maybe I don’t want privacy.”

Beecher sighed and leaned against his bunk and crossed his arms, "You can't make me stay and watch." He had a look of triumph on his face, like he won.

"Who said I wanted you to watch?" Keller asked with his own triumphant smirk.

Toby's body went stiff and he glared at Keller. "And this is where the conversation ends, and I leave," he huffed and went to walk past Chris.

Chris quickly grabbed Toby’s arm and swung him around to face him. “I’m sorry, alright? I was just fucking with you. Relax.”

Toby marginally relaxed, but not by much. "Alright. But I still have to head to Sister Pete's office." He ducked his head, left the pod, and hurried to work.

Keller sighed and laid out on his bed with a magazine, ignoring the way Shillinger was watching him from the upper level.

When Beecher was on the way back to his pod he didn't know there was a Nazi fuck behind him until he felt the sharp pain of a shank in his side.

"Fuck!" he yelled as he collapsed onto the ground, his heart pounding, and the noise becoming unbearable.

C.O's grabbed the Aryan and dragged him away to the hole.

Keller jumped up and ran out of his pod when he saw and heard the commotion. He pushed his way through the crowd that gathered and paled when he saw Toby on the ground, bleeding, with C.O’s around him.

“Toby!” he yelled as he tried to make it past the C.O’s, but they held him back while Toby was taken away.

Beecher had passed out on the way to the infirmary and he had no idea how long he was out.

When he woke up, Dr. Nathan was smiling sadly at him.

"You're going to be alright Mr. Beecher. Thankfully that was a short shank, but you did bleed a lot. So we will have to keep you in here for a day or so."

Toby laid back and slept until the breakfast cart came in. He saw one of the Italian's pushing it around.

"Hey. Can you do me a favor?"

The Italian looked unsure, but finally nodded, "Might cost ya."

"All I need is for you to tell Christopher Keller that I am alright, and that he shouldn't go crazy."

"Yeah, I can do that. No need to pay for that. I will tell him when I am done with my shift."

"Thank you," Toby smiled, relieved that someone would do it. He finished breakfast and went to sleep again.

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