Oz,Redux

Chapter 9

Murphy sat at his station; Beecher and Keller were finally asleep. He sort of wished they weren’t so he would have something to do other than sit here watching O’Reily sleep. He was so gorgeous and God when he was naked. NO, he couldn’t think that. SHIT! Now he was hard. Damn It! Why did he have to fall for that fucking con?

Murphy got up and headed for the bathroom. O’Reily watched him go; he smirked when he saw the tent in his pants. That for me Murph? Shit! What am I thinking, I’m not gay. Then why are you picturing him naked? His mind asked. Shit, shit, shit. God Murphy! Why you? Why can’t it be one of the girls in my damn porn mag. Why do I have to get hard, when I know you had one because of me? NO, I’m STRAIGHT! Yeah keep thinking that you hypocrite, his mind said.
O’Reily went back to bed, willing his mind to stop thinking and sleep.

Murphy returned after splashing water on his face and calling McManus. They had talked for awhile. McManus had finally told him just to take him to his office. Tonight, just to talk, no sex, anyway Tim would kill him if he screwed O’Reily in his office. He didn’t like the fact he was in love with Ryan, but being his best friend he was still supportive, even helpful. Murphy walked down the stairs and made his way to O’Reily pod. He signaled for Mineo to unlock the door, he opened the door after hearing it disengaged.

“O’Reily, get dressed, now!” Murphy said.

Ryan rolled over drozly and look at him.

“Wha…”

“Get dressed.”

“Why?”

“Now, O’Reily, move it!”

“Ok, ok.” O’Reily got out bed trying to shake his sleepiness from his mind. He pulled out his locker and grabbed his pants. He pulled on his pants and was reaching for his shoes when Murphy pushed out of the pod.

“Murph, what about my shoes.”

“Shut up, O’Reily.” Murphy growled as he pushed O’Reily towards the stairs. Murphy grabbed him roughly and said in his ear.

“I said shut up, now move.”

O’Reily was scared now, he wouldn’t let Murphy know that, Damn he wasn’t acting right. He had never been this rough with him. Shit! Did he find out about his part in that damn Italian’s death or about his drug deals? God! Murphy had never been this mad at him. Too lost in thought, he tripped on the top step and fell forward. Luckily, Murphy wasn’t that mad, because he caught him by the back of his shirt and wrapped an arm around his waist.

“O’Reily, pay attention to where your going!” Murphy growled.

“Sorry.” He muttered. Now he knew where they we’re going, McManus’s Office. What could Murphy and McManus want? Damn, it had to be about the drugs. He couldn’t think of any other reason why Murphy would be so pissed.

Murphy opens the door to McManus’s office and shoved Ryan inside. As soon as they entered the office, Sean grabbed Ryan and slammed him against the door. Before Ryan had a chance to ask questions, Sean kissed him hard, O’Reily froze in shock. When he finally came out of it, Sean had stopped and was looking at the ground. When he looked up again, Ryan could see the question in his eyes, before he even asked it.

“Ryan, do you want this?” he softly whispered. All Ryan could do was nod.

“I have to hear you say it.” Sean said as he placed a kiss on forehead.

“Yes” Ryan gasped, his hand reaching for Sean belt buckle. Sean pushed his hands away as he kissed him deeply. When they broke Sean nuzzled him.

“Can’t, not tonight, Tim said he’d kill me if I fucked you in his office.”

“Oh.” Ryan said looking disappointed.

“Later, I’ll sneak you into one of the old conjugal cells or a closet.” As he kissed Ryan softly on the lips.
“When?”

“Tomarrow, come on, I better get you back before someone gets suspicious and comes looking for us.”

Ryan stayed against the door.

“Sean?”

“Yeah”

“Do you… do you really love me?” Ryan said as his face turned red and he looked at the ground. What the FUCK had he just said. Of course he didn’t. He was just a convent f…

“Yes” Sean said lifting his chin to look him in the eyes. “But that doesn’t mean your getting away with anything.”

“I need to hear you say it.”

“I love you, Ryan, I love you.” Sean said gently as he pulled him into a hug and kissed him. Then lead him back to his pod in silence as they passed Mineo he smiled. He knew, but if it kept O’Reily inline he wouldn’t say anything. He watched Murphy push O’Reily back into his pod. Then turned his attention to the Beecher/Keller pod, from what he could tell they were both on their bunks. It was different with Murphy in charge, Metzger just looked the other way when certain inmates were having fun with their nightly activates. He never stopped Schillinger from fucking his prag, but then of course, Murphy hadn’t stopped Schillinger from punishing Ross either. McManus had been furious when Beecher had been attacked. When McManus brought Murphy in, Murphy had cracked down on everything and McManus hadn’t shown mercy for weeks.

“Hey” Mineo said as Murphy appeared. Murphy nodded and sat down in his chair looking over the quad.

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Toby and Chris woke to the sound of the buzzer ringing and the light coming on.

“Shit, I’m sore.” Toby groaned. Chris chuckled.

“Shut up, Chris!” He growled as he swung his legs off the top bunk and jumped off. Chris was already up and grabbed him around the waist, pulling Toby to him. Chris kissed him before a hack bang on the glass. Relucntly, Chris let him go. He watched as an angry Toby stormed out of the pod to line up for count. As Chris stepped out of the pod he could hear the cat calls, obviously everyone had seen the show last night.

“Hey Keller, Can I have a turn?” Someone yelled.

“Find your own, ya fuck!” Chris yelled back. Their numbers called, they walked back into their pod. Toby refused to talk to him. He could tell he was pissed and embarrassed. Chris knew better than to approach him, but did anyway.

“Toby.”

“Leave me alone.”

“Ignore them. I’m not going to let anyone else touch you.” Chris said soothingly as he touches Toby’s shoulder.

“I know, but that doesn’t mean that every fucker in Oz has to know! Damn, Schillinger is going to have a hay day with this!” Toby groaned. Chris squeezed his shoulder. Then as if on cue.

“Morning Sweat Pea” Schillinger said from the door. Toby didn’t even bother to turn around.

“Schillinger, what can I do you for.” Keller asked as he turned to face him.

“You two lovebirds looked so cute last night; it reminded me of old times.” Schillinger said as Toby winced and kept his back turned so not to see the grin on Schillinger’s face.

“Does this have a point?” Keller growled.

“No, not really.” Schillinger said looking at Toby.

“Then go away!” Keller said.

Schillinger smiled and as he turned to go he gave Beecher’s arm a squeeze.

“Now!” Keller nearly yelled as Beecher quickly pulled away. Schillinger sauntered out of the pod to Ross who was also smiling from ear to ear. Keller looked away from them to see Toby curled in the corned behind the bunks his knees drawn to his chest and his head resting on them.

“Shit.” Chris swore under his breath. “Toby, baby, shhh.” He said softly as he pulled him to his feet. “Its ok, he had his laugh, now he’s gone.” Toby let Chris hold him. Its not that he was scared, that Nazi Fuck might be a bastard, but he was keeping his word, for once. Everything had happened so fast, he was overwhelmed. DAMN! He had to pull himself together, before he went crazy.

“Le go” Toby sniffed.

“Baby?”

“I’m ok, let’s go before Murphy sees.” Chris let go relunctly and watched as Toby got dressed. He definitely was a prag, but he was so vulnerable, too soft, too sweet, and that’s what was appealing. What disturbed him the most was that’s how Vern liked them too. To him Toby would be someone he might lay on the outside of Oz, but Toby nor Vern will ever know that. He hated that Schillinger had tainted Toby, even though Toby was way too pretty for his own good.

“Chris…Chris?”

“Huh, what?”

“Breakfast.”

“Oh Yeah, Coming.”

TBC