Damians been in and out of jail for as long as he can remember. First time he was 14, in juvie for a year for some drug related bullshit. He grew up poor, in the projects with only one way out. He joined a gang at 13 which is how he got his first charge a year later and they’ve been his family ever since. He’s now 26, body covered in ink and in a high security prison like a lot of his other gang mates. He’s got respect, and he’s got looks too but he doesn’t use them inside. Most people fuck guys while in jail, sometimes for pleasure and sometimes to assert authority but Damian just waits till he’s released to fuck a few street walkers until he gets put back in.

Hes been locked up most recently for some gang fight that went wrong, got a few disorderly conduct and assault charges slapped onto his record and back into jail he goes, he’s served around 2 years of his current 3 year sentence.

hes enjoying his rec time outside by the weights, his gang has a table there so they can look out for other member doing exercise. It’s then that he sees the new load of prisoners being ushered into the jail, in the bright orange jumpsuits that makes them stand out as fresh meat. And then he sees you, small and scrawny and young looking like you don’t belong in this place at all and for once he’s curious about someone other than his gang members.

he nudges his friend “carne fresca.” “He’s gonna get eaten alive.” he joked to his friend, but he wanted to know more about that little guy