Drabble
Title: Drag
Author: almostforgiven
Challenge: Secrets
Summary: He’s dressed in drag three times, not that he'd tell anybody that.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 282
Author Notes: Also written for 096. Writer’s Choice of my prisonbreak100 challenge for T-Bag. :P I don’t know if this could count as crackfic, but it was weird as hell to write.
He’s dressed in drag three times, not that he'd tell anybody that.
First time he was seven years old and did it only because he saw his mama try on all those pretty jewels and things and he wanted to see what it felt like to be so infinitely like her. She always went places he could never reach and he wanted to try to find them.
His daddy caught him and beat him into the wall, saying if he wanted to be a girl he had to cut off his dick first.
Second time was just after he got outta prison the first time when he was something like twenty-five and Jimmy and Kelly wanted to go out to do something to make them feel alive. So they dressed him up in a blonde wig in high heels and a miniskirt and he picked up a guy in a bar and sucked him off before the guy figured out he was a guy when he pulled the wig off.
Jimmy and Kelly laughed their asses off at him and he spent the rest of the week with a black eye.
The third time was when he dressed up as pretty Doc Sara to get a chance to have pretty Michael fuck him. When Pretty woke up next to him in a motel bed the groan he let out left T-Bag laughing for the rest of the week.
When Lincoln demanded what had happened Michael looked at the floor and T-Bag cocked his head back.
“Nothin’ to worry ‘bout, Sink. Just doin’ a man a favour.”
He glanced sidelong at Michael and winked, figuring he might not need the Doc Sara wear to get in his pants again.
Author: almostforgiven
Challenge: Secrets
Summary: He’s dressed in drag three times, not that he'd tell anybody that.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 282
Author Notes: Also written for 096. Writer’s Choice of my prisonbreak100 challenge for T-Bag. :P I don’t know if this could count as crackfic, but it was weird as hell to write.
He’s dressed in drag three times, not that he'd tell anybody that.
First time he was seven years old and did it only because he saw his mama try on all those pretty jewels and things and he wanted to see what it felt like to be so infinitely like her. She always went places he could never reach and he wanted to try to find them.
His daddy caught him and beat him into the wall, saying if he wanted to be a girl he had to cut off his dick first.
Second time was just after he got outta prison the first time when he was something like twenty-five and Jimmy and Kelly wanted to go out to do something to make them feel alive. So they dressed him up in a blonde wig in high heels and a miniskirt and he picked up a guy in a bar and sucked him off before the guy figured out he was a guy when he pulled the wig off.
Jimmy and Kelly laughed their asses off at him and he spent the rest of the week with a black eye.
The third time was when he dressed up as pretty Doc Sara to get a chance to have pretty Michael fuck him. When Pretty woke up next to him in a motel bed the groan he let out left T-Bag laughing for the rest of the week.
When Lincoln demanded what had happened Michael looked at the floor and T-Bag cocked his head back.
“Nothin’ to worry ‘bout, Sink. Just doin’ a man a favour.”
He glanced sidelong at Michael and winked, figuring he might not need the Doc Sara wear to get in his pants again.