"Cop Tales"
Chapter 6
There was overtime offered up for grabs at the end of our Wednesday shift meeting. Being a new officer, I wanted to impress my superiors with my eagerness to work more. So, I volunteered by raising my hand. Another more experienced officer lifted his arm also and the two of us were swiftly selected. It was a weekend assignment at the local fair grounds to cover security for an event. Being an evening offering, it was perfect hours for two second shift officers like us. My lack of experience would be balanced out by the more seasoned officer I was going to be with.
The annual traveling carnival that swung thru this area yearly was going to be in town again. I was warned to be ready for the possibility of rowdy crowds and drunken attendees as I got out of my patrol car. My superior officer was fully in charge and asked that I follow his lead when it came to handling the public when we met up. "Watch and learn kid," was his exact words as we strode towards the entrance gates locked and loaded. The crowd was sparce at this time as we relieved another set of officers covering the afternoon hours. We walked the circular pathway that was lined with games of chance and thrill rides with super loud music blaring. It wasn't a particularly hot evening, but the humidity was oppressive.
We received the usual stares and cold shoulder treatment that comes with being in Law Enforcement from some. But most people were friendly and knew we were there for their protection. We strolled and talked amongst ourselves as we eyeballed some shady looking characters. My partner was a certified skirt chaser and ogled ever woman or young lady that passed by that was attractive.
"Dude, you'd fuck that wouldn't you," was said to me over and over as we walked? Or, "God dam, I bet she has a tight pussy on her?"
I'd nod my approval or agree with him as he'd poke my ribs. But as you all know; my eyes were drawn to the opposite sex. It was a feast for my senses to ogle the crotches of dudes in tight shorts or faded jeans. On several occasions I'd have to stuff my fist in my right pants pocket to hide my engorging cock. My bursts of bragging and horn dogging were confined to my brain in order to keep this job. Internally my excitement was overwhelming as I studied any dude with a big limp cock bulging. Add on top of all that the shirtless dudes who didn't give a fuck. Man, I was in heaven.
As the evening wore on my uniform shirt had dark rings of sweat under my arms and the eagerness of being here was starting to fade. We'd strolled around the fairground a couple hundred times it felt like already when my partner started complaining that his feet were hurting.
"Kid, I need to take a break," he moaned to me. "I'm not as young as I used to be," was his plea to hold up for a bit. We leaned back against a carnival trailer that faced the midway for about ten minutes before I offered to get us a cold drink. Headed to the nearest hydration station, my eyes wondered to the bright lights of a ride as darkness grew. Swirling around in circles, the blurred colors looked hypnotic. It was then I caught the eye of the shady looking guy running the ride staring at me. His outright boldness and confidence in his demeanor caught my attention instantly.
Operating the Tilt-a-whirl, he was the epitome of what you'd expect his kind to look like. Strong, shirtless, tatted up and hairy as a fucking wolf, the occasional dabs of black grease on him only heightened my attraction to him. When he took a bid puff on his cigarette, adjusted his crotch, and blew the smoke my way, I was a goner in only a few seconds. I was always drawn to the bad guy look as luck would have it.
I suddenly broke the spell he'd case on me already and continued on my travels. I didn't look back to be sure I didn't give off the wrong intentions. The smell of fresh popcorn and the sweetness of cotton candy filled the air as I stepped up to the refreshment stand. After bullshitting with the guy selling drinks, the Cokes were free much to my surprise. I'm still trying to get used to all the free stuff a Police Officer is offered for risking our lives to protect others. In a good mood on my way back with two fountain sodas in my hands and a cow's tail hanging from my lips, the guy I noticed before was standing at the fence rail that kept others at a safe distance.
"Evening officer," he fired off as I approached in an upturned voice. Being the kind of law man I was, I stopped to acknowledge his words. In the interests of keeping good community relations with the public was of course my intentions.
Leaned forward with his big arms resting on the top rail of the fence, I could see the thickness of his forearms and the coarseness of the black hair that covered them. Grinning as he waited for my reply, I could see the absence of a tooth in his upper row. He had the boy next door kind of looks that had hardened over time.
"How's it going tonight," was my response as I maneuvered the candy around on my lips.
"Sticky as hell aint it," quickly left his mouth as I watched him take me in. "Makes a officers uniform hug his body tightly and highlight his best asset, don't you think," he threw at me as I scrunched my eyebrows in disbelief?
"Ah, I don't know about all that," I said quickly as I scanned to be sure no one was close by. "It is super damp night out tonight I will agree with you on that," I confirmed as he then stood tall and blatantly adjusted his crotch again.
"All this dam pussy running around here begging for it makes a man horny as shit, don't it?"
"Yeah, I guess it does," I answered quickly to try and put off any wrong ideas he may have gotten when I stared too long at him before.
"Hell, by the time I get off work, it's all gone home and I'm left with fucking blue balls, know what I mean? It's a god dam shame a man has to be like that for the rest of the night. Hell, I'd fuck a snake at that point or whatever else was available if I had the chance."
"Yeah, that sounds tuff, that's for sure," I offered as I shifted the cold drinks around in my hands as I watched his body language.
"Mind if I grab a chew off that cow tail you got their officer," he then asked me?
I stepped a little closer to him and he reached out and took it from my mouth. Biting off a piece at the end that was in my mouth, he smiled at me as he started chewing the gummy candy. "You here till closing," he then asked?
"Ah, yeah, we both are," I said as I motioned my head towards my partner who was visible just down the path a little more. "We're here till closing time."
"Interesting," left his lips as he turned to watch the ride slowing down. "Maybe we both could grab a drink together later, get to know each other better," he offered as he looked back at me and placed the end of the candy back to my mouth? The wetness of his spittle parted my lips as I excepted it back. Instantly I was more attracted to him like no one else in a long time.
"Not really sure I can do that," I stumbled to answer as he now grinned at me with a sinister look on his face as I squirmed.
"Sure you can, if you really want to," he answered. "It's like these rides here. You can get on and ride or wish you had later when the opportunity isn't available. And I got something I think a fine young officer like yourself would really enjoy riding on. It'll put hair on your chest for sure," he snickered as he rocked hid hips back and forth. "So how about we talk more about it later," he finished saying as he walked away as the ride whirled to a stop?
I was kind of bewildered and flabbergasted as I went over every word, we'd said to each other as I moved on. It was one of those situations where I wasn't even looking for a hookup yet it felt like one just fell right into my lap. Instantly my dominant brain side shouted, "Don't shit where you're working Kent."
I contemplated weather I should chat more with this guy and allow him to corrupt my brain further as I walked. I was brought back to reality quickly when I approached my partner as he scolded me.
"What did that fuck did that ex-con what with you," he asked with disdain in his voice? "Looked like you two we about to kiss or something."
As I handed him his coke, I replied, "Ah dude, your full of shit," I barked back at him "He was just saying hello and wanted to say thanks for us being here, that's all. And how the hell do you know he's an ex-con," I then asked?
"Yeah, I bet he was fucking happy we were here," he said sarcastically. "Probably had a fellow carnie picking pockets behind you or something, trying to draw your attention away. You can't trust their kind. Kid, when you have been around a while, you'll get those Spidey senses you need to recognize his type. I could tell even in this dim light he had jail block tattoos all over him. He's been locked up before, no doubt in my mind. Am I'm sure he's had his asshole bored out in jail," he snickered before he took a long drink."
"Stay away from his kind kid. There only trouble. They'll try to sweet talk you but don't listen to the vile spew."
We continued our rounds and I had to listen as he mouth fucked every woman we passed. But I had my own distraction as I looked forward to passing that carnie every fifteen to twenty minutes. Each time we made eye contact, he got bolder and bolder in his actions. The most shocking involved him gyrating his hips back and forth and then posing like a body builder for me. He was not the least bit worried about who might see what he was doing. I on the other hand was hoping no one noticed it was directed my way. Through it all, I had to grin at his craziness and shake my head in disbelief trying not to arouse the suspicions of my fellow officer. It became like a game between us. A game of cat and mouse I later learned.
It was hours later when we took a lunch break. After eating, I strode off to the men's shithouse to take a piss. As I was whizzing away into the stinking urinal, guys were coming and going all around me. Sneaking a side eye glance at another dude's junk is a game we all play. Just don't get caught. Being a law man afforded me the opportunity to grab a longer look without suspicion. You know, sizing up a suspect in more ways than one.
As I'm shaking off the last drops of piss, the urinal beside me suddenly became occupied. Quickly noticing the violation of the "person space rule," I glanced this guy's way with furled eyebrows. Instantly the abundance of tanned skin caught my attention as he was shirtless. The scent of a virile man flooded my senses and made my nostrils hairs tingle. When I stepped sideways to give him more space, he stepped back, turned towards me, and exposed his fat limp cock.
"Sorry about that officer," came from him as I couldn't take my eyes off his junk. That fucker was fat as a sausage and impressive looking even soft. Floating in a nest of thick black groin hair, the top of his huge nut sack showed also. "Yo dude, my eyes are up here," he then laughed as I turned my head away in embarrassment and quickly stuffed away my own.
"That thing needs to be registered as a deadly weapon," I quickly came up with to break my embarrassment as I zipped up my pants. Much to my surprise he laughed and caught the joke thankfully. Reaching over and putting his big paw of a hand at the base of my back, he stopped me from backing away.
"You believe with a piece of meat like this I still have trouble getting laid," he said half whispering? Finally looking up at his face, I recognized he was the one who had been playing games with me all night. Panic instantly ran thru my veins and I stood frozen in shock. "Easy man. Don't freak out on me," he said as I swallowed hard and tried to regain my composure. "Aint no shame between two consenting dudes. You like what you see don't you? Let's talk more private outside," he said in a hushed voice as he stepped back closer to the urinal and started pissing.
I quickly walked over to the sinks to wash my hands. It was a busy place as guys came and went. In the mirror I watched him walk by zipping his fly. A smile covered his face as we both looked at each other in the reflection. In the harsh light of the fluorescent tubes, I quickly studied him and weighed the risks. The abundance of thick black chest hair caught my attention as it trailed down to his waistband. Tattoos darkened his neck and a couple small ones dotted his face. Thick black stubble covered his lower face and highlighted his lack of grooming. Greasy black thick hair topped his head.
I nodded my head in approval as I watched him motion, he'd be outside as I dried my hands. The fact that he didn't wash his hands disgusted me as I watched his firm fat ass rock the shit out of his tight jeans.
Outside he was standing just off the doorway, smoking, and waiting for my exit. By now it was dark out and it was easy to disappear into the shadows. Following his lead, I dogged him around the corner of the building where we were bathed in darkness. Instinctively my hand gripped the top of my holstered gun as he began to talk. As a jested of friendship, he offered me a drag off his cigarette first. I reluctantly took it and inhaled the strong smoke.
"I'm thinking we got a connection here officer," he blatantly said as I blew out smoke.
That triggered something within me that rubbed me the wrong way. Stepping close to him, I laid it on him. "Dude, you're coming on way to strong for my taste. I'm the authority figure here and I think you're trying to push my buttons. Maybe I gave you got the wrong impression early on with me," I said firmly. "I represent the law and I have standards I need to uphold."
"Maybe your right," he fired back just as aggressively getting in my face. The smell of liquor was on his breath and it was strong. "But the way I see it, no lawman would reciprocate my attention if he wasn't a little interested. Admit it, you're a little curious about us hooking up."
That stopped me right in my tracks as I handed him back his smoke. Stepping back from him, I rubbed my jaw and shook my head. "This can't happen between us. Not tonight," I said a little defeated sounding.
"Come on, sure it can. This is just between you and me bro. No one would believe it if I would brag about us getting together. And trust me, I won't. The motel I'm staying at isn't that far from here, know what I'm saying?" I nodded my head affirmatively as I felt my blood beat faster in my ears. "I got everything we need to have a good time together. Hell, even condoms if I you want me to wear one," he laughed.
"But I gotta warn you now, I'm going to put up a fight about using them," he grinned, feeling me out. "You knock boots with a dude when your horny sometimes, don't you," he asked as I know I looked defeated? Before I had a chance to say anything in my defense, he started again. "I know you do. Aint nothing gay about wanting to help out another hard-up dude when he needs some relief. But we need some ground rules before we seal this deal. You should know ahead of time I'm the dominant one here. I don't get into my asshole being defiled."
"Yeah, yeah, I figured that already," I uttered half stunned at his outright boldness. "Could you fucking lower your voice some dude," I then barked at him. "You're fucking lucky you chose me to test out your attempts to bag one of us. Any other officer would have knocked out your fucking teeth, you understand that?"
"Of course, I know that. But I pegged you as doable right away. Trust me, you and I are going to get along just fine. I got the pole; you got the hole. Plain and simple. I get off just after closing. Want to meet up in the parking lot then, make things easy?"
"Dude, I gotta think this thru more," I confessed as he then boldly reached out his big hand and ran his knuckles up and down my pants zipper. Hesitant at first, I allowed him to continue as I panic reasoned with him. "I can't get caught by my partner and he's stuck up my ass. I'll try my best but can't promise. Plus, I'm in a patrol vehicle and that complicates things on my end."
"Shit dude, no worries. We'll leave it here and you can ride in my old truck with me. Come on man, help a dude out here. I'll plug your ass fast with this heavy load I'm packing and I'll get you back here no problem. I confess your ass will be a little sloppy and a bit sore but otherwise you'll feel great afterwards."
It had been months since my training officer had cut me off from his regular drilling of my ass. Now that I was on my own patrolling, the opportunity to connect with another dude hadn't happened. All that ran thru my head as this guy blatantly fondled my junk as I thought. Rubbing both sides of my head with frustration, I broke down and gave in.
"Dude, seriously, we gotta be careful," I pleaded. "I'm risking my career here for this. And we need to have a serious talk about using condoms I mean I'd don't even know if your clean or not?"
"I hear what you're saying. But trust me bro, you're in good hands," he said as he flicked his cigarette away. "But the use of condoms is off the table. I'm clean as a whistle and I usually only fuck chicks. I'll pull out before I nut you, if that's what you prefer. Those are my minimal terms for hooking up."
Shaking my head in disbelief, and quickly pondering losing the chance to be with him if I disagreed, a quick nod sealed my faith. The grin on his face said it all as I looked at my watch and realized I had been gone way to long already. We bumped fists and as I turned to leave, he was on my heels. Patting the seat of my uniform pants, I could hear him mumble, "God dam, you got a nice ass officer," as I left the darkness first.
"That must have been a hell of a shit you took," was the first words I heard from my partner. "I was beginning to think maybe that low life might have tracked you down and mugged you," he said in a berating tone as we moved on. If he only knew what had transpired between us. A smile framed my face as I felt satisfaction in disregarding everything his old ass had advised.
The rest of the night was rather uneventful till closing. When I passed the carnie now, he played it cool and we only exchanged looks. As closing time approached, the crowds started thinning out. We positioned ourselves at the exit gates, surveying everyone that left. It was then I saw him again in the shadows straight ahead. Only the brightness of his cigarette tip was visible after he waved to me and disappeared into the darkness again. Making an excuse to slip away from my post, I walked his way. When he saw me coming, he moved further around the curve so we wouldn't be seen talking by my makeshift dad. When I stepped up to him, he offered me a drag again on his smoke again. As I inhaled deeply, he spoke.
"We got a date bro," he asked super confident I'd say yes? As I nodded my head affirmatively, I pleaded my case again.
"We gotta be super careful dude, I pleaded with him. "I'll meet you after everyone's gone in the parking lot, OK? White Crown Victory Police cruiser."
"Sure, sure," he responded with eagerness. "We'll take off in my truck and I'll drive you back after were done. And just to be sure here man, you know what's expected of you going thru with this," he asked?
"You mean the fact I'm about to get my ass fucked by you? Yeah, I know what you want off me," I confessed with doughs still running thru my brain as I handed him back his smoke. "I aint stupid dude. I know you're only interested in getting up my ass. You're just lucky I'm as horny as you are tonight."
"I promise you'll get the biggest load of your life when I bust my balls," he bragged. "That is if you'll let me finish off inside you and nut you like I should. Come man, name a dude that doesn't want to drop his seed in the hole he's fucking," he asked?
"I guess you'll find out my answer to that soon," I threw back at him as I walked away.
Within the hour I was sitting in my patrol car anxiously waiting. My partner had left earlier so I was free of his watchful eye. Only a few vehicles were left in the empty field. The occasional pole light lit the darkness around me. I was jolted out of my seat when he approached from behind and tapped my back fender with a loud thump. "Ready for this," he asked as I opened my car door? Getting out and following him, we hopped into his truck that had seen its better days. When the engine started, the roar of a rusted-out muffler filled the air.
"Grab that bottle under your seat officer and take a swig," he bellowed to me as he shifted the truck in gear and we pealed out. I took a long deep drink from the bottle and coughed after I swallowed it. "God dam, that's fucking rock gut," I cussed to him as he laughed.
"Moonshine I picked up a couple states over," he answered as he reached over and rubbed my thigh. "You need to loosen up some more buddy. Take another swig will you," he said as we hit the highway.
It only took minutes before I felt the effects of the brew. It was no doubt 100 proof whiskey. As I kicked back and started to relax, I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled my shirt tail out of my pants. The night air felt refreshing blowing over my arm that sit on the trucks window sill.
We bullshitted about sports and he tossed in a few brags about some of the women he'd fucked. He then asked straight up if I was a total cock hound or got into chicks also. I quickly defended myself and told him I had a girlfriend. "I swing on another dude's cock occasionally. But I prefer chicks," I lied.
The smell of his constant smoking drifted my way as we flew down the road. Encouraging me to drink up, I followed his advice and downed another. I know I must have been getting drunk because the poison in the bottle started to taste good. He took the bottle from me and swallowed one also after I'd finished.
"We're almost there, so don't worry about me drinking and driving," he offered as he watched me. "I know your cop brain was thinking that," he laughed. "And besides that, I drink all day long most times anyway so I'm immune to its effects." He then reached over and ran his hand around my neck and encouraged me to move over closer to him. When I scooted over some, he ran his hand up to on top my head.
"I fucking love throwing the cock to cops with crewcuts," he said as he turned on his blinker and we turned into his motel.
I knew the place well. Occupied by hookers or drug dealers mostly, I had responded here many a time. Run down looking and in need of paint, it was typical place for drifters to hold up. Fortunately, there was a parking space right in front of his door. When he killed the engine, the butterflies started flying within me again. Hesitant to get out when he opened his door, he sensed my nervousness.
"Come on man, we're here now. The worst part is over. Let's get you inside so I can defile that beautiful ass of yours, he bragged. He opened his door and it squeaked loudly in the silence of the night. Motioning his hand for me to follow him, I got out and scanned the parking lot quickly. Confident I was unseen, I quickly stepped up on the sidewalk as he opened the room door. The strip down my uniform pants reflected brightly from the parking lot lights as I entered.
Once inside, I felt like I'd drifted back in time. It was a time capsule decorated long before I was born. The stale stench of oldness mixed with tobacco filled my lungs as I entered and he closed the door behind me. The nightside table lamp was on with a bulb dimmer then a refrigerator light.
"Make yourself comfortable while I talk a piss," he yelled at me as he disappeared into the bathroom. "You need to take a shit first," he bellowed loudly?
"Nah, I'm good," I said in a slurred voice as my arms felt tingly. I knew I was close to full on impairment as I absorbed more of the booze in my belly.
I slowly took off my shirt as I looked around at the place. I'll admit as I scanned, the room was a blur. The strong sound of his piss stream filled the air followed by a loud fart. When the hopper flushed, he walked back in the room with his pants still undone. "You want another drink," he asked as he tipped the bottle back again?
"I think if I take one more, I'll fucking pass out," I confided to him as I pulled off my white tee-shirt.
"All righty then, how about we get down to it right away," he snickered as he kicked off his boots? "Didn't think you'd be such a lightweight with your liquor. Get your clothes off man while I find the lubrication we're going to need," was spoken as I watched his pants come off. While he fiddled around in the bedside table, I unbuckled my pants. I'd stashed my gun and belt in my trunk safe before he arrived in the parking lot.
I watched his underwear clad ass moved around as he fished in the bedside table. "Found it," burst from his lips as he showed me a tube of pink colored lube. I kicked off my boots and stepped out of my pants as he watched me like a hawk. "Ah yeah, this is going to be fucking good," he bellowed as we both removed our underwear.
"Nice little pecker on you officer. But I'm sure that tight pucker of yours is going to feel amazing on my cock. You've taken a thick shaft before, right," he asked as he shook out his cock and balls?"
I was rewarded seeing his thick groin hair again and had full view of his bull sized nuts hanging under his limp cock. "Ah, not sure I've taken one as fat as yours," I offered.
"You'll do great, trust me. I'll take you slow at first. We'll use lots of lube and we'll be bucking like old pros before you know it. "So, let's quit fucking around and get this going between us. I'm already leaking over flow nut juice in anticipation of busting another man in uniforms ass."
Within seconds I was on my stomach and he was greasing up his swelling cock. Fingering my ass with strawberry smelling lube, he tossed the bottle on the bed beside me as the mattress shifted to one side from his weight.
"I don't fuck around with foreplay much with a dude. We both know what we want so why prolong the action. You agree, right," he breathed behind me as he settled atop my back? Instantly I felt his hard cock probing for the entrance to my body. When he nudged the back of my sack, he pulled up slightly and found my pucker. "Fuck you smell clean bitch," he coded to me in my ear as I felt him apply pressure. My pucker resisted at first, unaccustomed to the girth of the invading object. But he was relentless with his pressure and I spread my legs open wider for it to happen. Within seconds, he'd breached me as I sucked in air quickly and squirmed under him.
"Easy there officer," he whispered as he forced himself in. "It only hurts at first. Our second fuck tonight will be much easier on you," he said with confidence as he licked the back of my neck. "I'm going to break you in good tonight so we can continue our fucking for the next couple days. At least I'll pull out of the shithole of a town with an empty nut sack."
I was so wasted by now I just grunted in agreement with him as I arched my hips up higher for him. "There you officer, now you're getting into it. I'm going to make this sweet little pucker gap like a semi has driven thru you."
With continued movement in and out of me, the rhythm of his fuck strokes began to fill the air. The old bed creaked as he surged forward tapping the wall behind it. I grunted and groaned as he bottomed out rather quickly as he bear hugged me in place.
"Fucking cop hole is the best," he grunted as he withdrew and surged back into me. "I've conquered two of your kind on the road already this year," he bragged n my ear. "Got them lined up for taking care of my needs next season already," he said between grunts. "I'm defiantly adding you to that list now."
I raised my head slightly as he continued to ride my back. "But is mine at least one of the best," I asked with hunger in my voice?
"Oh hell yeah baby," he grunted in between focusing on getting his nut. "Yours is defiantly up there with the best."
"Ah, fuck me," was all I could utter as I felt him nudge deeper, stop his movement, and begin dumping his nuts in me.
"Ah fuck I needed that," he said thru clinched teeth as he collapsed on my back. I felt each surge up his shaft as he pumped his sperm in me. "Dude that was awesome," he coded to me as his hot breath was felt against the back of my neck. "Sorry I nutted so quickly but I told you I needed this badly. Give me a half hour or so and we'll go at it again," came from him as he pealed himself off my damp back. I didn't even realize I'd shot my load under myself till I adjusted my position and felt the wetness under me.
I lay there spread eagle almost falling to sleep as he lit a cigarette and then smacked my ass cheek. "You need to take a dump now princess or are you honoring me with sloppy seconds next?"
"I'm just going to lay here," I uttered as I bunched the pillow up and closed my eyes. I savored the feeling of being on the receiving end of him.
"That's a good lawman," was followed by him taking another drink of whiskey. "It'll help as lube when we slow fuck next. You're going to be sore by morning I promise you that."
Drifting off for a bit, I as shaken awaken by him urging me to turn over. "On your back this time Princess," as he hovered above me and his hard cock swing around. "Time for some more ex-con cum up that pristine pussy of yours," echoed in my ears.
I rolled over and resisted slightly not remembering where and what was going on. As I pushed against his broad chest to stop him, he became angry with me. "You're doing this bitch whether you want to or not," he shouted at me. Looking up, I saw him draw back his hand and smack the shit out of my face. It stung like hell and reinforced his words. "Ok, ok," I shouted at him as I put my hands up in defense. Forcing my legs open as my foggy brain tried to focus, he forced my hips up and forward with no more resistance from me. With my legs spread open, he moved into position and laid his weight over my body as he fished his hard cock around. Within seconds, he breached my pucker again as I grunted.
"We're fucking over the next couple days so you better get used to this," he said with anger. His face was blood red and a big vein bulged at his temple. "It would be a shame if your partner found out what we have been doing here tonight. You getting fucked by an ex con, taking my loads like some cum whore. That would look really look good on your record wouldn't it officer? I'd hate to have to tell him."
Pissed to high heaven, I didn't have much choice but to comply. I wrapped my arms around his thick back, drew my legs back and gave in. As we began to fuck, the cobwebs in my head cleared as I grunted in rhythm to his thrusts. My cock betrayed me and swelled up and bobbed against his lower belly as everything became clear. My overtime partners voice now echoed in my ears. "Don't trust their kind kid!" But it was too late for me now.
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