Penitentiary Pussy-Butt Boy

I leaned forward and slowly began to lick the man-goo from his hairy balls.
“You gonna have to lick ‘em harder than that to get the cum off of ‘em.” He told me.
I placed my hand behind his heavy dark sack to hold it still while I did as I was told. I licked his balls with my entire tongue wetting and cleaning them. After I had cleaned the white goo from his balls I began to clean his flaccid but still large penis. I licked the shaft with long slow wet licks again and again until I couldn’t taste his salty stuff on it any more, then I cleaned up the head, licking and sucking it until it was nice and clean. By the time I finished cleaning all the goo from his cock and balls he was getting partially stiff again. He stepped away from me and went to the cell door looking out the gap in the steel door towards the front of the long prison tier. When he turned back around I started to stand up and got a massive head rush. I was so dizzy I dropped straight back to my knees.
“What’s wrong? The wine hitting you that hard?” he asked.
“I guess so.”
“Ease up on the bunk and lay down.” He guided me. I started to get up on the bunk and was hit by another rush at least as strong as the first. I turned to lay on my back but Leroy told me. “Na’ don’t lay like that, roll over on your belly and the room won’t go spinning on you.” The small cell had seemed to want to start to spin so I tried it and he was right the spinning stopped. “Thas’ right just stretch out and relax, you’ll be better in a few minutes. “ He was still naked and his big thing was at least halfway hard again as he sat on the edge of the bunk and began to rub my back and shoulders. “Just relax, you fight that wine it’s only gonna get worse.”
I tried to relax and started feeling really woozy. I could’t believe how strong that homemade wine was. After a few minutes I must have passed out, tough I seemed to remember Leroy rubbing my arms, wrists, legs and ankles. When I woke back up a few minutes later I looked up to see Leroy standing by the bunk rubbing oil up and down the shaft of his fully erect penis. I tried to roll onto my side to ask him what he was doing that for but it seemed that while I was out my arms and legs had gotten tangled up in the sheets of the bunk. Leroy saw me moving and said, “You jus’ lie still now, If you fight it, it just gonna hurt more.”