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When serving out a sentence as lengthy as the one that Rex had been given, time seemed like it was going slow and after a while the place that kept you in seemed like more of a home than any that you might have had outside of it. This was often the thought that came to mind when he got to thinking about the end of his sentence, which was fast approaching. Much like going to the doctor or dentist, the date that he didn't much care for seemed to accelerate the closer it came.

Rex had been within the prison for a good ten years, almost a third of his lifetime. There were lots of concerns that swam through his mind, but most of them he would often tell himself that there was no use in worrying about them because it wouldn't change anything. If that didn't work out like he would hope, then he would often occupy himself with some sort of physical activity. In truth the idea of being free frightened him a little. He didn't know how or what he would do on the outside. There was a very real possibility that he could blow it and be back inside of this dump.

This day of all days was the most bothersome for him. Today marked the one week point before he would undergo the process of being set up in a halfway house and getting a job so that he could try and re-acclimate back into society. He was finally able to count down the days and mark of his "lasts" before he would leave. But it wasn't all bad.

Luis was serving a similar stint and had similar prospects on the horizon. He and Rex were actually set to be in the same halfway house, which seemed to be the only silver lining to this situation. At least there would be some sliver of familiarity to bad had with that.

Out in the yard there was some weight lifting equipment that was set out for the inmates to use in an attempt to keep themselves busy and to release any pent up emotions they might have had. Rex was set on the bench press and was casually pumping out sets on a bar that had two forty-five pound plates on each side. This kind of weight wasn't much of an issue for him and so he elected to do more reps.

From nearby, Luis watched with a smirk as he counted the doberman's reps and watched him set the bar on the steel pegs from what was the twentieth time of his forth set. Rex sat up on he bench and gave a low sigh. He had undone his bright orange overalls all the way and slipped out from the top and tied the arms around his waist. He had also taken off his white T-shirt that would have been underneath, allowing him to be as cool as possible while outside in this heat. His toned muscles glistened with a layer of sweat that soaked his short fur. Seeing him at rest, the coyote approached.

"Let me guess," Luis began as he crossed his arms over his chest. "You're still thinking about the halfway house?"

Rex gave an annoyed sigh and then turned his one good eye in a hard glare to the other, of which made the coyote flinch. "I wasn't until you brought it up again," he snapped. Rex shook his head and laid back and set his paws up on the bar. He moved them at the correct distance apart but he didn't lift the bar right away. Instead he just rested and stared at the rust colored steel. For the first time in a very long time the doberman felt defeated and tired. He was sick of worrying about how he would face the outside world.

"I bet I know of a really good way to keep your mind off of things," the coyote said as he came to stand beside his lover.

"And what would that be?" Rex grumbled but his question was answered by the sensation of Luis's paws coming to settle on the crotch of his overalls. With quick fingers the coyote undid the knot at their front and then pushed them down far enough to expose the doberman's large sheath.

Rex craned his head up enough to see the other male bring both paws in and begin to stroke over his black and brown package. The added exertion of his workout had the doberman's heart beating fast and pumping blood quickly through every fiber of his being. At just the simple touch of his sheath there came an immediate response and the first inches of his cock began to emerge from its home.

"You never get tired of this, do you?" Rex said and a hint of a smile played at the side of his mouth. Luis gave a shrug and turned to wink at the other male before he leaned down and pushed that thick, canine cock into his mouth. A shiver raced up the doberman's spine and with it came a wave of pleasure as the coyote's expert tongue began to move.

The wet appendage stroked the side of Rex's growing member and encouraged the remaining few inches to come out. It was thick and throbbing to the beat of his heart, the thick veins that ran along its length could be felt as his fingers brushed its sides. Precum beaded at the tip and was quickly swept away and swallowed as Luis began to bob his head.

One of the coyote's paws settle on the dog's base and held him steady while the other cupped the hefty, full sack. Rex tilted his head back and let out a content sigh as his lover's service went on. It was a fairly common occurrence for those in the yard to have sex, so long as no one was getting hurt the guards didn't care and neither did any of the other inmates. Inf act, some enjoyed the show and would take the opportunity to pull out their own cocks and jerk off, like some were doing to the sight of Rex getting sucked off.

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