Gay Stories Prison Novels & Stories

I drag out, my voice light again, “who puts a beautiful girl like me in a prison with male prisoners? It wasn’t fair. I mean, look at me, your honor, I’m just a girl.” His brow arches slightly. For a second, I think I see something flicker across his face, maybe amusement, maybe disbelief. But it’s gone as soon as it came. He leans back in his chair, flipping another page. “These records show too many terrible things,” he says in a calm and detached tone. “Three escape attempts. Multiple murders. The massacre of two hundred pack members… Is that something *just a girl* can do?”

Dastan I finally get released from prison after Twelve days, I got the shit beat out of me everyday in there and no matter how much I begged the guards never moved me to a different cell but they never did, I know this has to be somebody’s doing because there is no way under normal circumstances that someone like me would be treated this way.

"Investigation confirmed. The other inmate had an outstanding gambling debt with Lancaster. Apparently Flynn had been running informal lending inside the facility. Charging interest. Someone couldn't pay." "A gambling debt." "Yes. No Covenant connection. No external coordination. No conspiracy. Just prison economics and a dispute that turned violent. The other inmate has been charged with murder." Flynn Lancaster. CEO. Fraudster. Bigamist. Abuser. Dead at thirty-four over a prison gambling debt. Not a dramatic ending. Not justice exactly. Not revenge. Just the random violence of a world that didn't organize itself around narrative or meaning. I sat with the phone after hanging up. Grace fini

Hazel flinched and I regretted immediately that I shouted at her. "California State Prison," Gabrielle whispered out. I nodded my head at her. "Tell them the rest, Hazel." "There's more?" I waited for Hazel to continue, but she hesitated. "Hazel, tell us what else happened." She took a deep breath and then she told us about Gavin drugging Gerry and how he blamed the girls for his fucked up family. "And Gavin tried to rape me," her words kept ringing in my ears. Topher and Talon smashed their fists hard on top of the table. I heard claws scraping and angry growls. The men were furious.

“Did you know that Austin was anally raped multiple times by his inmates before he was released? Trust me he was everyone’s bitch.” The rapist went white with shame. Gaines scoffed in disgust. “Yeah, I know, I would be disgusted too if my friend took it up the ass for ten years straight,” I said. “Connely Gaines, you killed your ex-wife by running her over with your bike but your lawyer managed to make it a manslaughter charge instead of murder, you served six years instead of your usual ten because of good behaviour, do you want me to say your prison number?” I said.

instructed the guard once more. “Let me!” I bellowed but a hand restrained me. “Just let me talk to that stupid guy,” I said to the guard. “Let him,” a voice whispered behind us. The prison was giving me his signature grin. “Two minutes top and no more.” I nodded. “Give us privacy.” I dragged the stoic body of the man down the steps. I was starting to have doubts about my decision for picking him over the other one. “Hey!” I slapped him hard on the face. “Get a hold of yourself!” I got no reaction in return. “Listen to me, dude. Win this fight and I promise you would never worry for your wife and kid again. I promise no Santa Muertos would ever endanger them. Do you like that?”

Giselle always directed her eyes for help towards Ashley but she ignored her. Three years in prison they have taught her not to brag about anything, to remember that she was nothing. Otherwise, someone else's finger movements would be enough to make her life worse than death. She is not Giselle, even though her family is poor, she still has parents or is a student at S school. Today, she is Ashley, an ex-criminal in prison. She can't stand big events, she can't stand anything like the wind blowing and the grass shaking. She doesn't even dare to help others.

"Well, I kind of dated a guy, so we broke up and he came back with his ex-wife. So he broke up with her, and we kind of came back. Then we realized that we didn't work that way, together, and we moved away again. The problem is that separately we didn't work very well either, so we maintained a colorful friendship relationship. It lasted a while, I mean, until this month we were fine, but... I don't know. I couldn't continue. I’ve been running away from his calls for days. And you?” Pablo burst into laughter. So it took me a while to understand that he was laughing because he considered the idea that an inmate could be dating someone absurd. On second thought, it really didn't make any sense

Three Months Later Eliana "I hereby sentence you to life in prison without the possibility of parole." The judge finished, staring right at Gavin, who hung his head, closed his eyes, opened them, and then outright glared at me with moisture in them. His father protested, violence ensuing between his security men and the Court's enforcement officers. I was quickly escorted out by Nick and his security, shielding me from the violence. Despite the adrenaline levels rising inside of me, the smile inside me couldn't be wiped off. My efforts had totally paid off, and I could finally breathe a long sigh of relief.

“The app I built, the money transferred to Gabriel… “No matter what my lawyers argued, Mr. Frederick’s voice and evidence were more fierce. “He convinced the judge better because he claimed he’d been the one investigating that scam business. “He said that such businesses hire young ladies just to look innocent. “Before I realized what's going on, I was given a five-year sentence. “It was really scary. Getting dragged to a cell. “Everything was taken away from me. My phone, my clothes. Zara was there that day, she cried. “Adam rushed to me and kissed me breathless, before they took me away from the courtroom. “I remember how much I tried to call Gabriel to explain this, but I couldn’t reach h