Let's all help nifty! Any amount helps. Also invite friends over, as LGBT fun we all can get into.Terry
The next morning was an off day. Aunt Janice aka Chang texted me. Waking up in bed, and soon to be in the academy for the Catonsville police department, my time for some fun on the side would end soon. Actually Brian knew I cared about him, and while as an 18 year old high school senior, he took it well knowing the next twelve week program would be time consuming. On a plus note the academy was Monday through Friday, and weekends we'd have time together. Sure I'd pick up a extra shift doing armed security at the movie theater he worked at, but time would be more limited. I was relieved to see he was back home, as he had gone with his parents to check out several in state colleges.
While he been out all weekend, I had a surprising encounter with Chang. I had seen him before at the gym, and he made the move, with me ending up inside him tearing his ass up. Laughing at our text names of aunt Janice for him, and my Uncle Terry moniker. This was getting interesting, but inquired to how he was doing. I was relieved to hear his ass wasn't bleeding anymore, and he wanted to have some fun time with him soon. His Vietnamese American cuteness and petite frame turned me on immensely, as I desired kissing him, along with holding his cheeks as he rode me to paradise. His lips and rubbing our shaved cocks together, before we sucked each other off, was a turn on that simply I couldn't resist. His sugary DNA and that so wickedly tight ass of him, couldn't help it as I was so damn hard and feeling feisty to say the least. Also I had a problem. Two lovers was a good one, but I wanted to avoid any confrontation. Yes Chang had seduced me at the gym, and Brian never had asked for us to be exclusive. Things were getting sticky, but not in the way necessarily intended. This would be new for me, and I wasn't sure what to do. Life throws us a confusing intersection here and there.
The alarm on my phone went off. 4:30 in the morning is too fucking early. Heading into the shower, I knew that my Keurig was making coffee. Today was day one, and thanks to Bob, I knew what there'd be physical fitness tests. In good shape I smiled with the Irish Spring. Drying off in front of the mirror, my body all over was above average. Having shaved the night before, there would be no 5 o'clock shadow. No matter which instructors I had, they couldn't knock me for my physical looks and attributes. A couple of breakfast sandwiches and coffee, seemed to be good for now. I found my shirt and pants with my name on them. They were going to cut us down "military light," and I was on the way to the training academy. 0600 to 1600 was not going to be all fun and games. Yet I had the degree, and a good bit of training already, so the curve was lined up quite well for my graduation.
Pulling in the lot, a private security officer checked my license. My Mustang was starting to show its age, but that engine was in pristine condition. He eventually opened the gate for me, and gave me the "that's it" smile as I pressed down on the accelerator. Locked everything up, I looked at myself in the glass. This uniform was ridiculous, but I signed up for this. Going in the academy I saw a lot of young men and women. Some I knew from armed security, and I thought a lady was a former high school classmate. We were welcomed to instructors, telling us to stand up on the wall. A few "firing squad jokes." They had us stand together all 30 of us or so, as several departments were represented. This academy was well respected, and as the class of 2022 all of us were excited and also slightly nervous.
We got some time to know each other. The instructors went elsewhere, as we had bagels with cream cheese. Donuts of course were there. Coffee, tea, sodas, and bottled waters were provided. Kevin was also representing Catonsville. He was a nice person, and also had a criminal Justice degree. While we all knew street duty was first, he wanted to be a K9 handler. Admittedly I didn't know much about dogs, other than German Shepherd's were popular in law enforcement. Kevin taught me something new. Apparently in Germany they used Rottweilers. Either way I didn't really want to get to close to one. All of us were smiling, laughing, and having a good time. It was a shared experience of joy all around. We all probably indulged too much in the breakfast spread, but it tasted good, and the jokes or stories shared were quite funny.
Boom! A man with a full dress uniform opened the door, and smoke rose from over his tall figure. He looked to be about 60 years of mean. Quite a few of us jumped. He had used a starter pistol to get our attention. You could hear a pin drop. "I am Commandant Larsen. This is my academy more than yours. I'm grateful for you men and women being in this class, but some of you won't get through the twelve weeks. As I open the doors behind me, you will all jog three miles around the track. Speed is appreciated, and yes myself and your instructors will be watching you. Upon completing this you will be on to your next task. It won't be pleasant. Move out!"
With that we got to the track. We knew to stretch a little. The heat was on level scorch. As our feet hit the beat up track, who knew what was going on through everyone's mind. We had just been shell shocked by design, and that delicious meal, wasn't exactly desirable anymore. All is us have what we had. I could see the others sweating, breathing heavily, but we for the most part made pretty good work of our twelve laps. Although slightly tired, I wondered did that number correspond to the weeks we'd be here. Eventually we all ran it, and some auxiliary folks brought us bottles of cold water. Some cadets puked. Yet all moved back to our assembly point, to see what sadistic experience was on the docket.
Climbing ropes and weight lifting. This added more burning of muscles, and then we played tug of war for "team building." Was glad it wasn't the Squid Games version. Finally we were assigned a instructor for each five of us. Our team included Kevin Catonsville cadet as well, Jackson from next door Springfield, Amanda from Amary, Jessica from Kingstown, and Bryce from Greenville. Instructor Thomas Jenkins was in his 50's. We spent time with him in a "break out" room. He had 25 years on the force, and now was based at the academy. Breathed a sigh of relief when he said, "my job is to help you learn and succeed. Let's all support each other, and make each other better." This plus a few fun stories and jokes, we really did have it made in our group "C." A handful of individuals was now a team.
The first week was exhausting, and although I learned a lot, it was time for some downtime. Some of our cadets decided to go drinking Friday evening, but after multiple crisis class scenarios, and back breaking work it was time to chill. Seeing the text made me happy. Brian "called out sick." Actually considering I'd be checking his gag reflex, this was only a half lie. The knock on the door, and wow did he look good in the little orange jogging shorts and blue t shirt. Not much for the imagination, and as soon as the door closed, we kissed passionately. His leg wrapped around mine, and he was getting me all worked up. Dinner would have to wait, as his shirt and shorts were off. Brian put his cock between his legs, revealing only a shaved area that did resemble femininity. Kissing me with vigor that cock popped up, and damn did it feel so amazing in my warm palms. So smooth that six inches was. I loved how his penis and shaved balls felt, and he was already moaning with precum. Putting this in his mouth, our lips touched, as we shared his DNA.
As our tongues danced, he took my clothes off, and now it was the two of us completely nude. Kissing him more, we rubbed our hard cocks together, as I grabbed his peach shaped ass. Grabbing his hands we left clothes thrown all over the living room, and as he tenderly felt my biceps and triceps up, I made sure to push him down on his knees. Instinctively he knew what to do. His cute short brown hair allowed me to gaze in his eyes, and see him bring my penis further into his mouth. Brian said "I love your precum," and I grabbed his head down to push him down my solid eight inches. Saliva and the sound of gagging, his lips making that clicking noise with the sperm eager to escape my full testicles. He sucked them as well, and I just loved the electric tinged atmosphere that now existed. We were in another dimension of paradise, and oh my, those legs of mine were shaking as his tongue went in my ass. The heat and sweat were intense, and I grabbed his face again, to remind him my cock needed to be fully engulfed.
All of this erotica, and what I saw with the lights on and felt, I somehow had to hold on to my self restraint not to explode right now. His mouth was always good for collecting my DNA, but I was determined to breed that sweet ass of his. This week had been brutal, and now it was my time to unload the burden. Pushing him up on the bed we kissed. I was on top of him. He was underneath and couldn't do a thing about it. Further lowered into the mattress, was that ass which I soon would be penetrating. Yet now was my time to bob for apples fashion on his beautiful sex organ.
Moving down on him with focus and purpose. Kissing his neck and nipples, my fingers worked on his pulsating penis. Oh and those so beloved gelatin like balls. Elastic like and he had very sensitive ones. They were moving up. I immediately started to lick them, and move down his shaft, absorbing that salty taste that now was very familiar. His moans were palpable reminders of what I was doing. Up and down his penis my lips went, and I made my tongue curl to drive him even more into lust. As usual his ass was licked, and by teasing his hole with my tongue and then fingers, this was a reminder to both of us how tight he was. Stretching time was in effect. Lights on too, and Brian wasn't aware I had lube, a mirror, along with a couple other items.
His last text said, "I'll ride you as I know you're tired lover." While kind that wasn't accurate, as my aggressive tendencies were going to hit a new level. Before he knew it, I cuffed him. He was shocked, scared to a degree, but it was obvious pleasantly surprised. Holding a mirror up to his ass, lying on the bed, I put the silver vibrating butt plug in him. He was very aroused. The buzzing sound was louder than I had imagined, yet this really turned me on. Rotating my hands around his hard shaft, he saw it and felt it even more this way. I kissed him and said, "you first need to be warmed up." His lips as always blissful. He seemed stunned his hands were behind his back, but I reinforced this by saying "you're all mine. I can do whatever I want to you. Getting up I admired how cute he was.
He was smiling as the plug was providing stimulation. Yet I closed the door on him. Walking with my hardness to the kitchen, I got the container to bring back. Whipped cream. My hands put this on Brian's private parts, which I promptly licked off, as his innards were getting stretched for what I had to offer him. I love the taste of cock and whipped cream, and I made sure all of it was off. Removing the plug, I showed Brian what my fingers looked like as they dissipated into his warm hole. He was absolutely losing it, but I was going to make him cum with me inside of him. Sensing his pleasure, I gently got next to him, raising his leg with my right arm. His eyes were saucer like, as he saw how erect I was. It was if my cock had grown longer and thicker. This was going to be fun.
Oh yes that warm and wet sensation. My manhood was taking a bath inside of him. Nothing but a couple of inches left, and the only thing stopping further penetration were my large testes. He moaned and we kissed as I continued pursuing his depths. That prostate of his was working overtime, as I could feel his internal cum on my hammer. Oh it felt so amazing. Gliding in for more, he gasped as I was now in all the way. His tightness was going to be changed. Our sweaty bosses meshed, as I kissed him with even more intensity. My hamstrings were going along in, for a lot more force and shock waves I sent his way.
Here were two young guys at full lust. I kept slamming him, and as I touched his balls, he yelled and like a Yellowstone geyser shot his load all over the place. Like a rabid animal I put it on my fingers, licked it, and made sure he tasted himself. As now our lips was coated with his DNA, I was beyond self control thrashing him with such motion that I noted on truly losing my mind. Looking in his eyes, I tensed up seeing nothing. A powerful shock wave ensued as my penis blew up inside of him. It was so surreal, and he held onto my arms as I yelled out with my masculine youth bouncing off the walls. Holding on to him I was drained. This was the way to end a week, and soon we both fell asleep. It took more effort than I thought to get the cuffs off of him, but he rewarded me with a cold glass of water before we knocked out in the bed.