Tim shakes his head in disbelief as Adam giggles and chats no-stop on the way back to their cell.

"I have never, in my entire life, seen anyone as happy as you are about getting a life sentence." Tim says as Chance takes the shackles off the two prisoners. "I felt as if my life was over when I got sentenced."

"But my life is just beginning." Adam smiles happily. "And it's begins with you, Angel Baby."

Adam pounces on his lover, knocking him back on the cot. He attacks Tim in a passionate kiss.

"Uh, why don't I just leave you two alone." Chance laughs, rolling his eyes as he picks up the shackles and walks out of the cell. Closing the door behind him.

Adam wastes no time in shedding Tim of all his clothes and throwing them across the floor. He sits back and lets his eyes roam over Tim's body.

"I'm, uh, I'm not feeling the least bit uncomfortable." Tim says sarcastically with a smirk on his face. "So, why aren't you undressed?"

"Cause I'm going to please you." Adam says as he crawls on top of Tim, sitting down on Tim's hips.

"It would please me even more if you were naked too." Tim says, biting his bottom lip as his hands find their way under Adam's shirt.

"In due time, Baby Doll." Adam whispers as he leans over and begins to nibble on Tim's ear.

"Oh, Geez." Tim groans softly as his lover begins to leave soft feathery kisses along his neck.

"You make me so happy." Adam whispers, his hot breath on Tim's neck was only fanning the flames.

"I'm gla... HOLY SH*T!!" Tim screams out as Adam grinds hard against him.

"I thought you might like that." Adam giggles before crashing his lips against those of his fiance's.

Tim groans into the kiss as he wraps his fingers into the blond's hair.

Adam explores Tim's mouth with his tongue as his hands roam his body. He breaks the kiss and attacks Tim's neck with hard bites as he continues to grind hard against Tim's already throbbing length.

"Uh. Excuse me fellows." A voice came from the doorway.

Adam quickly jumps up from the bed leaving Tim fully exposed to the visitor.

"OH F*CK!" Tim yells, quickly trying to cover his rock-hard prick with his hands. He finds himself staring up into the laughing eyes of the governor.

"Governor McKellen? What are you doing here?" Adam asks as he ties his hair back into a pony tail.

"Uh, Adam? Do you mind?" Tim asks with raised brow.

"Oh, sorry." Adam chuckles as he begins to gather Tim's clothing.

"I guess I should have waited. I should have known you boys would be celebrating." Ian laughs.

"Really? You think?" Tim says in a sarcastic manner as he slips on his boxers and tries to adjust his erection.

"I know and I'm sorry. But there's someone I would like you to meet." Ian smiles at the two men.

Tim stands up to pull his pants up, noticing for the first time a man standing beside the governor.

"Tim, Adam. This is Bruce Willis. Your new warden." Ian couldn't help but chuckle at the two prisoners shocked faces.

"Well, sh*t. Now I am embarrassed." Tim says, running a hand through his hair.

"Bruce, this is Tim Foust and Adam Rupp, soon to be Foust. Two of our most popular prisoners here." Ian says.

"Tim, Adam. I'm very pleased to meet you guys." Bruce smiles. "I've heard a lot about you guys."

"Well, I'm sure it wasn't good." Adam smiles nervously.

"I think you two were referred to as the 'Bonnie and Clyde' of the cell block." Bruce says with a smile.

"I guess that's something that shouldn't be on our resume." Tim chuckles as he tucks in his shirt.

"Well, it does tell me two things about you guys. One, that you love each other and the other is that you don't take any sh*t from anyone. Am I right?" The warden asks.

"We do love each other." Adam nods with a smile. "As a matter of fact, we're going to get married as soon as possible."

"That's what I've heard. Congratulations." Bruce smiles.

"And as for the other? You don't survive in here if you take people's sh*t. You have to let them know that they don't own you." Tim answers.

"How long have you been here, Tim?" Bruce asks.

"Oh, ten years or so. So, long enough to know what it takes to survive." Tim says as he sits back down on his bed.

"Maybe you can tell me something about this prison?" Bruce asks.

"If I can." Tim shrugs.

"Cell Block A is full of robbers, abusers, drug pushers. People like that who will probably be released on parole. Where Cell Block B is all murderers that's in here for life with nothing to lose. But yet, Block B causes the less trouble. Why is that?" The warden asks as he sits down next to the mass murderer.

"Cell Block A has dicks for brains." Tim answers as he lights a cigarette.

"What?" The warden asks with a laugh.

"Cell B is more or less like a neighborhood. Most of us has been here five years or more. With no chance of ever getting out. So if you live in a neighborhood long enough, you get to know the people. What their lives were like before they got sent here. You get to know their families." Tim says before taking a draw from his cigarette. "Oh, we do have our rowdy ones that like to yell at people passing. Just their way of entertaining themselves. And when Clooney was here, he would allow Block A roam around up here stirring up trouble."

"I've heard some things about Clooney that wasn't very pleasant, I must say." Bruce says, nodding his head.

"Because of him and his so-call ass-kissers, several of our friends died during that riot. Guards and prisoners. Two of my best friends along with myself were stabbed. Adam was almost raped. So he got exactly what he deserved." Tim says as he puts out his cigarette.

Ian shifts an almost knowing look to Adam and the blond quickly hangs his head.

"Well, I promise to be nothing like Clooney." Bruce smiles and lays his hand on Tim's shoulder.

Tim looks at his shoulder as if he were offended.

"Sorry." Bruce chuckles as he slowly moves his hand.

"You gay?" Tim asks, seriously.

"No." Bruce smiles at the question. "Straight as an arrow."

"That's good." Tim nods. "Clooney f*cked just about all of Block A and thought he could Block B too. Didn't quite work out that way."

"You know, truthfully? Of all the prisoners, I was really nervous about meeting you guys the most." The warden chuckles slightly as he stands up. 

"We're not really trouble makers, Warden Willis." Adam says with a smile. "We just don't like people trying to take what belongs to us. And we're not going to stand for it."

"I can understand that." Bruce nods.

"Listen." Tim sighs. "Mr. Warden, we are definitely not saints. I killed four people to be sent here. And a few since I've been here. Adam killed just to stay here. But underneath, we're not bad guys. You can asks a few of the guards or even the governor himself. If you're nice to us or at least treat us like human beings. Well, then. We'll show you all the respect that you deserve."

"I can only imagine what it's been like for you guys in here." Bruce says, shaking his head.

"Well, even though good things have happened in here. A lot of bad things have happened too, so, it's not been a party that's for sure." Tim smiles.

"Well, my office is always open if you guys ever need to talk or even have suggestions." Bruce says. "But please, keep in mind that this is a prison and I do have a job to do."

"Yes, there are rules that need to be kept." The governor adds. "Like the shackles."

"Oh, I understand that the shackles are for your safety and the guards. I don't like them but I can deal with them." Tim chuckles. "But I do have a request."

"Okay?" Bruce crosses his arms across his chest and gives Tim his full attention.

"Do away with the ovens as punishment." Tim states.

"Tim has almost died in there a couple of times." Adam says as he rubs his lover's back.

"I mean, I understand that there's times that a prisoner gets unruly and does need punishment. But putting them in solitaire is punishment enough." Tim says.

"I tried to get Warden Clooney to consider banishing the ovens but he wouldn't even consider it." The Governor adds.

"Okay. I'll take a look at them." The Warden says as he makes a note of it.

"Thank you. That's more than Clooney would do. He was too busy trying to find reasons to put me in there." Tim chuckles.

"Well, I'm going to continue my rounds. I just met ... what was his name?" Bruce asks as he snaps his fingers trying to think of the prisoner's name. "Oh, Avi. Avi Kaplan."

Tim and Adam both begin to laugh and shake their heads.

"Uh, should I have anything to worry about with Kaplan and his threats?" Bruce asks with raised brows.

"No." Tim laughs. "A small dog usually tries to act tough."

"His bark is worse than his bite." Adam adds with a laugh.

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** "STEEL BARS" normally has very long chapters. But I'm going to cut them back a bit. I have other books to write as well. LOL

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