Beyond the Blue, part 29 by lennoxbear@aol.com
The following is a story of gay erotic and involves male to male sexual situations. Should these offend you - bye.
The commotion and yelling coming from Mary Lou's office reached an intensity level that brought several of the precinct's biggest beefiest cops running from the locker room to see if their assistance was needed in breaking up a battle. They stood in the main lobby and looked around confusedly. Ron sat as his desk and waved them back.
"Uhhhhhhhhh, just a slight lover's tiff. They need to work things out, let them be." The yelling got louder.
Bob, one of the biggest powerlifters on the force stood shirtless in his skintight uniform pants and stared wide-eyed at the office door. "Sheeeet, they's gonna kill each other." Something slammed against the wall and the three big muscle freak cops flinched."
Ron got up to stand between them and the door. "Wha? You guy's don't argue like that with your wives?"
"Are you kidding? My wife doesn't think twice about my size." The three men bounced and flexed their pecs as another verbal tirade echoed through the door. Quiet.
Ron cocked his head to one side. "I think they may be making up." The three hulks turned to go back to the locker room. Steve's voice suddenly came through loud and clear.
"Well, I don't care what you say, marry me."
"I don't want to marry you." Everyone in the front of the police station stopped, their mouths open in shock. "I don't want that commitment to a man."
"Oh, OK, then. Let me father your baby." Silence.
"Fine."
"Fine."
Ron's eyes rolled to the back of his head as his head rolled to the side then dropped to his chest.
"How do you want to do this? The usual way, sex, or are you one of those turkey baster women?"
"I'll give you turkey baster. Come here." Ron pressed the palm of his hand against his forehead and mentally calculated how long he had to go till retirement. Too long.
Bob finally broke the quiet. "Do you think they're doing it in there?"
Ron took a deep breath and walked toward his desk. "I'm not looking, I don't want to know." The three beefy cops headed back to the locker room to get ready for their shift. Other staffers returned to their work. Each with an eye on Mary Lou's door. Ron finished the report he had been doing and straightened his desk to leave. A large man in a county uniform stood in front of his desk.
"Hi, I'm Dennis. I was looking for Steve. Is he off duty yet?" Ron looked up at the large handsome man standing in front of him with a huge grin.
Very slowly. "Oh yeah. Uh, but he's finishing, uh, a little extra, well, project."
"OK, just thought I'd stop. Tell him I'll meet him at the gym."
"Gym, yeah sure, gym." He watched the big man with broad shoulders and tiny waist exit out the front door. Ron wrote a quick note, shoved it under Mary Lou's door, pulled his ball cap over his head, placed his newspaper under his arm and headed to the parking lot.
Bo and Kenny pumped arms in the corner and watched Steve and Dennis workout across the gym. Neither man was wearing shorts to contain the swollen dicks they had for each other. Kenny watched beads of sweat form on Bo's round, thick delts. "So where do you think that is heading?"
Bo dropped the dumbbells to his side and glanced at Steve and Dennis in the mirror. "Um, probably Steve's. I think his place is closer."
"Ha. Ha. No, I mean, are they becoming an item?"
"I guess so, they've sort of been seeing each other for a couple of months now."
"But I thought Steve was going to confront Mary Lou."
"From the mood he was in when he walked in here tonight, I think he did. And I don't think it worked out."
"Hmm, too bad for Dennis, or is it?"
"Guess is depends on how many times Steve's wants to get screwed tonight."
A loud whoop from the bench area made everyone turn around and look. Jim was waving his pager and screaming. "It's time, it's here. I'm gonna be a father." Al struggled on the bench with the overloaded bar slowly inching it's way back toward his chest.
"Spot, asshole, spot." Jim yanked the bar back up to its rest and Al sat upright. He showed him the pager message as the others walked toward them. Al stood up and ran straight into Jim. He stumbled back as Jim waved the pager at Bo. Several other police officers working out in the area walked over to see Jim's pager and slap him on the back.
"It's time, the baby's on its way. I'm gonna be a Dad." He turned to go toward the locker room and slammed to the floor. His foot caught in a dumbbell left on the floor. "Who left this fucking thing here?" Al bent to help him up as Jim sent the pager clattering across the floor.
"Now is not the time to break your ankle or face man." Jim stumbled to his feet, took another step and fell on his ass. "What are you doing?"
Jim bellowed. "Who didn't put their weights back?" Six guys jumped to put dumbbells back on the racks. Kenny retrieved Jim's pager and tossed it to him. It bounced off Jim's thick round pecs and ricocheted at Al. Al scooped it up and helped Jim toward the locker room. Gym members scattered as the two beefy men pushed their way through the prime time crowd.
Steve and Dennis stood next to Bo and Kenny and chuckled. Steve hit Bo on the arm. "You owe me five bucks."
Bo took a quick deep breath and let it out in a puff. "I guess I do. I honestly didn't think they would be like the Stooges when the time came."
In the locker room, Jim and Al argued whether or not to shower before heading to the hospital. The pager went off again and Jim waved it at Al. "We don't have time. This time it only says hurry, move it beefy boy. The two sweaty men grabbed their things and ran through the cars in the parking lot. Twenty minutes later they crashed through the doors of the hospital emergency room and slid to a stop in front of the nurse on duty.
The older black woman looked up at the two sweaty men whose massive furry round chests were bearly concealed by their string tank tops. Her eyes opened wider when she spied the spandex shorts. Jim shook the pager at her as she pursed her lips.
"My wife is having." The woman looked confused.
Al slapped his bare shoulder. "A baby. His wife's having a baby." Jim shook his head and looked around sending drops of sweat splattering across the counter.
"And your wife's name?" Jim just stared and moved his mouth silently.
"LINDA!" Al yelled. "You're wife's name is Linda."
"Linda what? We have two." Jim again just squeaked. Janet yelled at them from down the hall. The two men took off toward Janet. Al looked back at the nurse as she her mouth dropped at the sight of their muscle butts in spandex.
Al waved back. "Thanks. We found her." Two other nurses joined the first at the desk and watched the out of control muscle cops run down the hallway.
"Mm-mm. That's one lucky woman. Did you see that package?"
The two men clamored into the delivery room. Linda was deep into labor as the doctor assisted her. Jim ran to the bedside and asked how she was doing.
"I'M IN ABJECT PAIN HERE ASSHOLE." She reached toward him and succeeded in ripping the flimsy tank top from his body. The staff stared at Jim's bouncing pecs. Al took a step back.
"Whoa dude, I think she was going for your dick."
The doctor motioned toward a nurse. "Sir, you can't be in here like that. We'll get you some hospital scrubs." A nurse handed Jim a scrub shirt then turned toward Al. The big cop smiled a big, bearded toothy grin. Her face went pale as her eyes scanned the wide furry chest and large protruding nipples.
"I'm sorry. I'll have to ask you to step outside and have a chest, er, chair, in the waiting area." Al shook his head in agreement and stepped out side. The nurse took several deep breaths. The doctor turned to look her way.
"Elizabeth. Get a grip."
"And don't think I wouldn't like to. Did you see the rack on that man? Whooeeeee." Jim shot her a look as he slipped scrub pants over his spandex shorts.
"Hey, that's my lover you're talking about."
"You're gay?" A squeak escaped. Jim shook his head yes. The woman hung here head. "Now doesn't that figure."
"Hey, HEY! I'm having a BABY here, HELLLLLLPPPPP."
"Push, Linda, or is that breathe?" She took another swipe at Jim but this time missed.
"Oh god, a lot of help those classes were. AAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH."
"Is she in that much pain?"
The nurse rolled her eyes and wiped Linda's forehead. "What do you think? You try passing a bowling ball out of your body."
Jim took a deep breath and stared back. "Oh, yeah, I get the point." Al and Janet paced outside in the waiting area. Other expectant fathers and families stared at the stylish black woman and the muscle freak man and giggled. Al slowly became aware of the eyes watching his muscles and his lack of clothing.
He leaned toward Janet. "Do you think there is any place around here where I could shower and get dressed?" Janet looked up and down the hall.
"I don't know but a lot of hospitals now have conveniences for families, maybe you should ask someone if there is a shower available. Or, if nothing else, just slip on a sweatshirt or T-shirt or something. No offense, but I wouldn't mind your finding a shower either. Whew."
"That bad."
"Oh honey, you're as bad as Bo after workout. I learned to never stand downwind."
"I'm going to run to the truck to get my gym bag and ask someone. I'll only be a few minutes. Tell Jim to......never mind. I guess I can't say hold on till I get back. Janet let out a deep sigh and pushed him toward the door. On the way to the parking lot, Al stopped at the desk and asked a male nurse about facilities. The young man looked up from his paperwork and momentarily lost his train of thought.
"Well, sir, I suppose you could use the locker room for staff, get your stuff."
"Thanks buddy, you're a life saver." Al was back in a flash with his gym bag and followed the 30something man to the staff locker room. The man showed him where the showers were but seemed hesitant to leave.
"Uh, I'll just stand guard in case any doctors get, well, curious." Al shrugged his shoulders and stripped. The man watched the beefy furry but walk toward the showers and carefully adjusted his dick. He glanced at Al's open gym bag and saw the badge and empty holster. Al was back in a couple of minutes hurriedly drying his muscular biker body.
"You a cop?" Al nodded affirmatively. "You aren't that gay guy's lover are you?" Al nodded again. "Omygod, it's like a fantasy come true." Al was about to thank him when he walked across the locker room and locked the door from inside. As it finally dawned on Al that the nurse might be gay, the man dropped to his knees and began sucking Al's large flaccid dick.
Sonny walked into the gym and looked around the free weight room for Art. He found him in a back corner working arms with Bo and Kenny.
A big smile spread across Art's sweaty face. "Hey guy, you can't workout dressed like that. Work late?"
Sonny dropped to a bench and sighed. "My father tried to commit suicide in jail today. They're moving him to a psyche ward, I have to go sign papers and, well, check on him."
"You want me to go with you?"
"Please." Art excused himself from Bo and Kenny and sprinted to the locker room. Bo sat next to Sonny on the bench.
"It ain't easy for a cop in jail, even in a minimum security one like he got. You OK?"
"Do I have a choice? My father's being committed, my mother's health is going downhill and, well, all this pressure is having its toll on my sex life. Art deserves better."
"Is he complaining?" Sonny shook his head no. "Have you discussed it with him?" Again no. "Maybe you should. If he hasn't said anything, well, maybe he already has figured out the stress factor. Maybe it doesn't matter to him right now and your mental health is more important."
Sonny looked at Bo, then Kenny. "Oh man, I hope so. We have a pretty good thing going and I don't want to be the one to screw it up."
"You're not screwing it up." The three men turned to find Art standing behind them having set a record time for him, for showering and getting dressed. "Sonny, you have all this weight on your shoulders right now, I know it has to be rough. So, we don't play around for awhile. It ain't the end of the world, not to me. You're more important to me than that."
Sonny stood up and smiled weakly at Art. "Thanks. Hey, we'll catch up with you guys later." Bo and Kenny watched the two men exit the gym and glanced out the window to see them in the parking lot next to Sonny's car locked in a deep kiss.
Kenny turned back toward the equipment. "I, uh, think we're finished here tonight."
"Yeah, let's shower and stop at the hospital to check on Linda. Then I think we should go home so you can plow my ass really, really slowly tonight."
Al flopped back down in the chair next to Janet. "Any news yet?"
"No, the waiting is the worst part. Well, no, actually forcing that baby out is the worst part."
"I'll take your word for it." Al watched the male nurse walk out of the locker room down the hall. The man smiled broadly and licked his lips. Al squirmed in the chair.
"By the way, Bo and my divorce is final today." Al's head shot up. "Yeah, weird isn't it, strange timing."
"He didn't say anything."
"He doesn't know, I didn't say anything because of the baby coming, seemed like bad timing." Al slowly shook his head. "It's for the best, I mean, with everything that has happened."
"We do make for an interesting "family."
"You can say that again." A crash came from the delivery room. Janet and Al ran to the door and peeked inside. Jim was lying flat out on the floor on his back. A nurse checking on him.
The doctor turned to look at the two people in the doorway. "He fainted. Too much excitement being a father I suppose." A tiny cry rang out in the room. "Wake him up. Tell him it's a boy."
To be continued, comments-suggestions? Lennoxbear@aol.com