Copping Around

"Copping Around"

Chapter 10

I paced back and forth slowly as I watched him interview the two guys who had just fucked me. If I was a smoking man, I'd have inhaled half a pack of cigarettes by the time he handed them back their ID's. My police career literally flashed before my eyes as I knew it would someday do, as I waited. I had always envisioned my down fall ending in a way similar to this. But I was more so inclined to thinking I'd be caught with my uniform pants at my ankles with some redneck dude rutting away at my asshole. It would be more expected, instead of being caught leaving a known escorts motel while not even on duty. But honestly, in the grand skim of things, this was just as bad. Naked from the waist up, damp with sweat and shacked up in a room with two other guys in the afternoon. It didn't leave much to anyone's imagination.

Despite my nervousness, I took noticed of the officer and watched his body language. Yeah, I knew the fucker! And of all the shitheads I could have been caught by, he was one of the assholes I'd dreaded most. Pompous acting and self-righteous, he was totally by the book. This would take all my strength and conniving to escape from with my reputation intact!

I rehearsed over and over in my head what I was going to say when he interviewed me. At least I knew police interview tactics and already anticipated how he'd twist things around. There was a thinking among us law enforcement officers about being in this area or motel. One, this was the last place you wanted to live and did so only because you were down on your luck. Two, you were either selling or a drug addict that needed a fix. Or three, you were a prostitute or looking for sex off one of them. I certainly didn't fit anywhere in the first two categories so I knew my defense had to go with the sexual one.

With the cop's hands on his hips, I watched the black guy spilling his guts I'm sure. There was no reason to assume in his eyes we'd done anything wrong other than having an afternoon fuck. Occasional he'd look my way as the interrogation continued on. When he would look at the ground, the butterflies in my stomach churned. My asshole also squeezed tighter but it wasn't because I was seeded with his cum. Quickly the euphoria and the pleasure, we all three had enjoyed was now gone.

Junior him-hawed around, looking at the sky and everything else as they talked. When he finally looked at me, he shrugged his shoulders and bugged his eyes out. Not totally understanding the severity of the situation for me, he turned and cautiously gripped his crotch and hoisted it at me as he smiled. I had to shake my head at his naiveness but respected the kid for keeping things in prospective. After all, no matter what was to happen, we all three still had just experienced man sex and emptied our nuts together.

As the black guy and Junior finished up, they were handed back their driver's license. I watched them walked towards their garbage truck as they looked my way with worry on their faces. As Junior hopped up in the passenger side of the truck, he waved at me as he closed the door. The loud sound of a large diesel engine roared thru the complex as it started. As the truck pulled away, the asshole cop headed my way.

"Officer Kent, I knew that was your truck parked out here. I've seen it here on numerous occasions. Of course, when I ran the plates, they came back registered to you. What the fuck are you doing hanging out around here anymore," he bellowed at me at as he approached?

Built like a bull and tall as a giraffe, he was defiantly intimating looking. Some of us were hired on our outward appearance for intimidation and he fit that bill perfectly. Decked out with body armor and a gun that swung impressively on his hip, he was the epitome of law enforcement. Sweat rings darkened the inter material on his uniform shirt and reminded me he was only human like myself. I figured my best bet at this point was to appeal to that side of him.

"I figure those two already told you what I was here doing, didn't they," I answered as I pulled on my tee shirt?

"Well, I'd like to hear it from you," he shot back with a big grin on his face.

"Listen John, I'm not on duty right now," I answered as I put my hand up to shield my eyes from the bright sun. "I haven't done anything against the law and I really don't want to say much more about why I am here. I know you can't arrest me because we did nothing wrong. But I do know you can make my life a living hell if you want to. So, I'm appealing to you as a brother in law enforcement, to keep my sighting here between us both."

"Yeah, kinda figured you'd say something like that considering what I just learned went on in that room behind you. According to that big black buck, he's been laying the pipe to you, kind of regular like according to his statement. And I don't mean a crack pipe either," he answered sarcastically. "Asshole said you three came in contact at the bookstore across the road a couple weeks ago. Swears you was looking black cock to swing off the end of. I'd find that kind of hard to believe under normal circumstances seeing how you're a man in blue sworn to uphold the law. But nothing I see going on here falls under normal circumstances at this point. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Well, maybe I did, maybe I didn't. There's no law saying you can't visit a bookstore John. And right now, I don't have to answer any more than that, now do I," I belted out at him as I headed for my truck door?

"Just from your appearance and the way your acting tells me all I need to know," he quickly shot back. "Honestly I never took you for a guy who wanted his fudge packed. But hell, your walking like you had a pipe stuck up your ass. By the looks of that big fucker I figure all the cliches about how big a black mans' hung is true. You can't lie to me and say you didn't allow him up your god dam shitter not too long-ago Kent!"

I whipped around quickly and barked in his face. "What I do in my private time is my business John! You know how hard it is to keep all this shit together. I need this for relief from the pressure of being an officer. The fucking stress is overwhelming at times, you know fucker. That coupled with being into dudes sometimes is impossible man," I pleaded with him. "Have some compassion John please. Being a cop is all I ever wanted to be and do. Can you keep all that happened today to yourself," I pleaded?

He looked my square in the eyes and slowly nodded his head yes. "I understand the pressure Kent, honest I do. But this isn't the way you should be dealing with this shit. I got a wife at home who as you know is knocked up. She hasn't wanted sex for months. You think I don't think about cheating on her? But I haven't officer. You gotta stop hanging around this shit hole area looking for comfort. Sooner or later someone else in the department is going to find you here. I'll keep my mouth shut for now, but you gotta work with me also," he said as he looked around.

"Sure John, I'll do whatever I have to do," I answered nervously.

"I gotta think on this man. I'll let you know my decision when I figure out what's best for the situation and the force. For right now, get your fucking ass out of here and don't come back to this establishment," he barked at me!

I watched him get in his patrol car and drive away before I turned and opened my trucks door. I sat there for a few minutes nervously shaking my hands as I wondered which way this was going to play out. It could go either way at this point and that wasn't very comforting to me sitting here. I crossed both my arms atop of the steering wheel and leaned my forehead forward resting against them. I closed my eyes and shook my head back and forth with regret. On the verge of crying, I suddenly heard a voice at my drivers' door.

"Hey dude, everything alright over here?"

As I turned to the voice beside me, I saw a young guy standing there wearing dark green coveralls unzipped to his waist. A thick chest full of dark hair showed between the open zipper indicating he was nude at least to his waist. His coveralls were covered in dirty grease as well as his large hands I noticed. Despite my serious onset of depression, I still tried cautiously to see if he was wearing any underwear.

"Yeah, it's all good now," I answered back as I raised up and leaned back in my seat. Frustrated, I let go with a deep sigh, "Just a misunderstanding."

"That's good to hear," I heard from him as he stepped closer placing his right arm atop my truck cab. "I'm a mechanic that works over at the salvage yard behind here. Saw the commotion here and had to check things out. Somethings always going down over here for sure. I'm on my lunch break right now, Jack's my name," he said as he extended his hand to shake mine. "I saw the officer talking with those other two and then you. I thought someone surely was going to jail," he then laughed.

"Yeah, me too," I answered as I rubbed my hands together still high on adrenaline from what just transpired.

"They make it hard for a guy like you to make a living I swear. I'm all for allowing whoring to be legal. A dudes gotta be able to get a piece of ass somewhere. Fucking fist just doesn't always cut it my friend," he laughed. "So, any chance you got time to conduct some more business," he asked? "I've been watching you from afar hoping I'd get the chance to partake of your services. The way those two fellers leave each time laughing and smiling, I figure you're a solid piece of ass to pound. Gotta confess I've been eyeing that tight little ass of yours each time you leave. Makes my pecker stand tall fella."

I turned to look at him again and he had now placed his other hand inside his coveralls and was gripping his junk suggestively. Despite the fact that he was dirty and his hair was tousled atop his head, he was attractive in a trashy way. When he smiled it was obvious, he was missing a few front teeth.

"You've been doing some good business here for a while. First with that white dude, then with those two in the garbage truck. Didn't take long to figure out what's been happening in that motel room with all those guys. I got maybe twenty dollars in my wallet and some change. I'm hoping that's enough for a quick toss with you. Nothing fancy of course, just some quick tailhole would suit me fine. My nuts are full of juice and I'll blow up the tip of a condom heavily. You game man," he then asked?

I hesitated honestly. That voice in my head said no loudly. But I was falling deep into a hole of depression and was trying to crawl out. At this point it was useless for me to try and act like I wasn't literally whoring around here. He was dead right about all he had observed. I looked hard at him again as he now rubbed his hand over his hairy chest. I'd really gone off the rails these last few months and realized it even more listening to him sum up my actions here. With a "Fuck it," attitude quickly coming over me, I threw all caution to the wind.

"You know what dude, why not," I said loudly. "Hell yeah, I'll let you fuck me. Sounds exactly like what I need right now to forget my troubles. Hell, it aint going make matters any worse that's for sure. You got any condoms on you," I asked then?

"Nah man, figured a guy in your business would have that covered. But honestly man, I'm clean. I'll pay more to fuck you unprotected. But I gotta hit the teller if you wanta wait," he asked?

"I aint got that much time friend. I gotta get my ass out of here soon," I said as I looked up and down the road to be sure John hadn't doubled back to check on me. "Twenty dollars you say," I asked?

"Yeah, in my wallet. I'd really enjoy shooting my load up inside you. You being a good-looking guy makes me even more horny. I know my cock aint as big as that black dudes probably was, but it'll get the job done. I need to hurry also, like I said, I'm on my lunch break. I'll make sure I bust my nut quickly and we'll both get our asses out of here."

I grabbed the door handle and it clicked open and then scooted myself out of my seat. "It's your lucky day bro," I bellowed to him as I smiled.

He was right on my heels as I headed back to the motel room door. After unlocking the door and us both stepping in, the scent of sex mixed with a mildew odor filled the air. The bed was obviously disheveled with the sheet and blanket on the floor. Two pillows were still lodged tightly against the headboard. Quickly he reached for his wallet and shuffled thru getting his money together.

"You know what dude? This ones on the house today," I said as I pulled my tee shirt over my head. "I already been fucked and nutted in by those two as you'll soon find out. I can't charge you for used merchandise."

"No shit," he said as he grinned really widely! "I really appreciate this man. If you want bro, swing by the garage sometimes, I'll check your old truck engine over for free," he added as he then finished unzipping his coveralls. "We could work out some action in trade if you wanta connect again sometime. I rebuild engines all day and I'll hook you up if you need some work done," he said as he stepped out of them?

True to my thinking, he wasn't wearing any underwear. As he kicked off his boots, the scent of hot feet filled the area. His balls and limp cock hung down low nestled in a nice thick forest of hair. I loved his dark tanned upper body that transformed to snow white from his waist down. He left his dingy white crew cut socks on as we both approached the bed.

It was quick straight forward fuck between us with me laying on my back. It was treated like the business arrangement that it was. I tried to fall into a blank state of mind, just going with the flow of things. I mean, maybe this was the way I should approach things going forward. No attachments, just raw sex at its best.

With him hell bent on just getting his nut, I focused only on giving him a good ride. I grunted and moaned out loud, encouraging him on with every thrust. The scent of dried sweat permeated from his body as I curled my arms behind his neck and pulled him closer to me. I licked the salt off his stubbled neck as he started a steady beat of rocking back and forth above me. The mattress and bed squeaked in unison with his backward and forward movement. As our fucking intensified, I caught the slight scent of gasoline and motor oil filling my nostrils. My thick police thighs wrapped aggressively around his skinny ass trying to pull his hard cock deeper into me. Doing that caused him to begin to snort and moan in my ear. Within minutes, he was adding his heavy load to the other two I'd already taken.

Without fanfare, he got up off me as soon as he shot his load. I admired his lean damp muscular body one more time as he eased up off the edge of the bed and headed for the bathroom. With the sound of a heavy piss stream hitting the bowl water, I got up and started to dress. As I pulled on my sweats once more, he turned the corner with his soft pecker flopping around. It was the usual white guy length of about six inches when it was hard. Thicker in girth then most swelled, it now looked like a wet noddle flopping atop a low sack of two marbles.

"Boy I needed that," he said as he exhaled loudly. "Thanks for letting me get at you natural like. Aint nothing better than skin on skin when it comes to sex," he bragged. "Those other two fellers sure slicked the way for me and made entry into you easier, that's for sure. But even with that, you were way tighter than that crack-hoe who used to work this motel. She was skanky as hell and her pussy was worn out long ago. I only partook of her services a few times," he bragged. "You're defiantly way tighter than her and prettier looking."

Turning towards me as he pulled on his coveralls he bragged again. "That tight grip on my shaft really worked out a potent load I just pumped inside you. It's been days since I jacked off. Hey, if you're in need of money or just wants to fuck around again, like I said before, stop by the garage around this time again," he said as he zipped up? "I can afford to go as high as thirty dollars but that cuts into my drinking and smokes money," he offered as he slipped on his boots. "I'm sure you could polish my knob for a lot cheaper, right?"

"Yeah, sure thing," I answered back as I slipped my tee shirt over my head.

As I dropped off my room key, I said goodbye to the lady at the front desk. I explained I'd broken off the relationship between those two guys. "You and the black guy are no more," she asked with concern in her voice? She expressed her sadness and told me she hated to loosed such a good customer. "Come back and see me some time," was the last words she spoke to me as I left.

Checking my phone for messages as I sat out front the motel, three popped up from the black guy. He explained he was sorry he had to tell the officer about us having sex together. Explaining he's worried his wife might find out about what he's been doing behind her back now that the cop has his information. He bowed out from connecting with me for a while. He wondered if I had a safer place to connect other than the motel, then he hinted about coming to my place? The intimacy could be much greater between us if he could fuck me in my own bed. No rushing that way and we could have longer deep fucking and seeding sessions. He could also shower afterwards with the old lady no wiser. Makes much more sense. But whatever I decided, for now he wanted to lay low for a bit. In his last text, he again bragged about how well I was at taking him deep. "Most white dudes bitch about my size," he wrote. "But not you brother. Text me back if you're still wanting to provide me with relief. Hopefully, we'll be in touch soon."

I took the news with a deep sigh, but shrugged my shoulders with acceptance. Some of his thoughts rang true. I instantly texted back, "Sure, I'm willing. I have to think on you coming to my house. Surely we can work out something." After I pushed send, I took a deep breath and hoped for the best. Hey at least I'd experienced a black guy, I thought to myself if it didn't work out as I started my truck. I honestly knew as I backed out of the parking space that no other guy would ever pierce my bowels and plant his seed as deeply as he did. As a grin formed on my face, one way or another I knew he'd be the subject of many a jackoff fantasy for years to come for me.

Just a few feet from pulling in my driveway, my phone pinged with a new message. In the back of my mind I was hoping it was good news from someone. As I put the truck in park and turned off the engine, I grabbed my phone. The message was from Junior and it was right to the point. "Doesn't mean me and you can't still hang out buddy. He gave me your number so we could continue to connect. I'm looking forward to splitting those ass cheeks of yours again Saturday night. Text me dude!

I reached down and rubbed my cock as I said to myself, "God dam fucking horny ass kid." As I got out, my cock swung heavier thinking of him as I walked towards the garage door.

I went in that afternoon and did my tour. I swore before I left for work, I was going to call in sick, but I didn't. I figured I was man enough to do the deed, I should be man enough to face the consequences of my actions. I wasn't ashamed of being gay at this point. It was more the humiliating aspect that straight men had of a guy being a bottoming. Being seen as weak in any way in law enforcement wasn't excepted. And nothing was seen as weaker than being the one thumped into the mattress. I had heard stories/rumors of how this went down in other departments when an officer was caught with his pants down. Nothing good ever became of the outcome. I knew the police union would not be of any help for me if things turned nasty. Honestly, I was at the point of quitting the job that I loved. Because I knew deep down, I'd never change.

Much to my surprise, things went as they normally did on shift tonight. No one in the station whispered behind my back or treated me different. It was obvious that so far John was a man of his word. All thru my shift, junior texted me with pictures of his junk. The first few were pictures of him hard, followed by some shots of him limp. One in particular showed him with his piss slit gapped open titled, "This is where my cum squirts from me into your guts bro."

A series of word texts were mixed among the pictures bragging about how hard he was going to fuck my ass tomorrow night. In the quiet and loneness of sitting in the patrol car, he got my blood to pumping faster with his eagerness. Granted I was his senior by sixteen years or more, the kid was staking his claim on my asshole. I had thought of blowing him off originally when he suggested we start a sexual relationship on the side. Now, I was beginning to think he could be a life saver.

When I got home from shift, I hit the bottle pretty hard. I sat around in my jockey shorts feeling sorry for myself as I got shit faced drunk. Sometime around 4 AM, I passed out on the sofa. When I awoke, the sun was shining thru the blinds and it was well past noontime. My head pounded and I needed to take a wicked piss. With two days off in a row, I hoped I could clam my nerves by the time I went back to work Monday afternoon. Sitting at the kitchen table, I drank my black coffee as I held my head in my hand. I was a sad sack to be sure!

After about a half hour of self-pity, I grabbed my phone to check the news of the day. Already Junior had texted me twice asking if we were still on for this evening? I causally answered him back with a simple yes as I got up to retrieve more coffee. Almost instantly he answered me back.

"I'm playing basketball with some guys right now. If you pick me up around five, we can get this date going earlier. I'm usually horny as a buck in heat after a good game. Pick me up at the high school courts."

I answered him that I would, followed by a return text from him saying, "Bring lots of lube bro."

I laid around the house feeling sorry for myself till just before it was time to pick him up. I did manage to shit, shower and shave for the kid figuring I owed him a clean ass at least. As we agreed on before, I wore only a tee shirt, minus underwear and shorts that were easy to slip down. When I swung into the parking lot, I saw him standing with a bunch of other guys his age. When he saw me, he broke rank from them and walked my way as I pulled up. Wearing a sleeveless tank top that was soaked with sweat, his hair was also plastered to his head. As I slowed my roll, he reached for the door handle just as I stopped. Hopping in, he had a huge grin on his face.

"Hey mother fucker, your looking good today. You already got my cocks attention," he bragged as he reached for his seatbelt.

As I sped away, he leaned half out the window, waving to his friends and yelling out the window, "I'm getting lucky tonight assholes. Good luck with your fist."

As we moved away from them, he settled back in his seat and chattered away.

"I told my bros I was getting some pussy tonight," he bragged as he adjusted his seat back to where he reclined more. "look at that, you brought a blanket," he said perking up.

"Yeah Junior, I'm looking forward to this also," I answered back as I grinned at him. "Figure you and I can really get to know each other better tonight, one on one."

Spreading his legs wide, he made himself more at home. "Nice," was his response as he nodded his head and reached over and rubbed my leg. "My friends were trying to catch a glimpse of you man. Assholes are jealous as fuck that I'm riding an older dude. Like I texted earlier, I'm horny as fuck right now," he threw in as he adjusted his crotch. "Kinda want to knock off a quick piece of ass while I'm on this adrenaline high I'm on right now. You game to fuck right off? Said you knew of a few places we could drop trouser and get our freak on?"

"Yep, sure am. I didn't get all cleaned up to just sit around talking," I laughed. "I took a good shit and even shaved around my asshole for you. I know a good place we can be discreet at," I said as I turned and drove the truck towards the road along the river. The whole ten-minute drive there, he talked about how good an arrangement this could be for the both of us. Trying his best to convince me he and I should be exclusive. Occasionally reaching over and rubbing my hairy exposed thigh, he bragged again about his good fortune finding me. "Dude, I can go like three four times a day. I can keep you well fucked if that's what you're after."

Riding along the river road was calming and relaxing, especially with another guy. I finally found the dirt road that cut off the gravel on and turned down it. We snaked thru a thick grove of trees before I pulled off in a small clearing. Beer cans and a make shift campfire ring surrounded us.

"This looks like a good spot," I said to him as I put the truck in gear and turned off the engine.

"Nice secluded place," he threw out as he opened his door and jumped out. I grabbed the lube packets I had stuffed in the glove box before I opened my door. He was already against a tree taking a piss.

"Figure I'd dump my bladder before I squirt in you," he nonchalantly said as he looked my way. "How'd you know about this place," he asked?

I admired his high piss arch as I stepped deeper into the woods looking for a suitable spot. Quickly behind me I heard his footsteps on my heels. Coming up to a large oak tree, I turned my head and yelled, "This looks suitable."

"My old man and I would fish here when I was a kid," I spoke as I looked around the area again. "Never thought I'd bring a guy here to fuck," I chuckled as I turned and looked back. "He'd shit cement if he knew what I was about to do here."

He stepped up to me with his cock and balls still hanging out. "Yeah, this will do," he answered as he pulled his shorts to his knees. "So, I'm the first guy who gets to tag you here," he asked?

"Guess your right about that," I answered as I reached out and gripped his soft cock.

"Quite the honor," he said softly as I handled his junk. "See, this could work between us." He quickly began to swell the minute I touched him. Within seconds his shaft was standing tall as I ran my hand up and down his firm shaft. His balls danced in his hanging sack as I did that. This is point where my submissive nature kicks in automatically. No longer wanting to be the man in charge, I passively step back and give him control.

"You wanta blow job Junior or something better," I asked submissively as I worked his shaft and looked him in the eyes?

"Let's get you bent over that tree stump over there for some asshole action," he spoke with aggressiveness in his voice. "I want my boys swimming in you right away. Lube me up you good-looking bitch so we can get this going."

Once I coated his swelled cock with lubrication, we quickly moved towards the tree stump. As I assumed my position, I put my ass up in the air. I found the height to be almost perfect for us. He stepped behind me and slowly slid my shorts just below my butt cheeks. My cock and balls were still hidden behind the material of my shorts but low enough for penetration from behind. Running both his hands over my butt cheeks, he massaged them seductively. Of course, within seconds he was fiddling with my pucker causing me to moan slightly. I still found it slightly intimidating to have another guy exploring my most private place. Leaning over my back, he whispered softly to me.

"Yeah man, that pussy needs my cock up inside there doesn't it? So fucking firm and tight feeling tonight. We'll don't worry dude, I got you. I got a nice load for you also. I didn't jerk off any since the last time I coated the insides of your pussy. I wanted to save it for you bro."

With that said, he maneuvered his hard cock up between my exposed butt cheeks. When he placed his cock against my pucker, he didn't hesitate. I moaned out loud as he slipped into me instantly. Within seconds, the kids nuts were moving up against my ass crack. Just as quickly, he went to thrusting against my upturned ass with a vengeance.

"I'll make some good love to later on bro. But right now, I just gotta get a nut," he grunted into my ear as I nodded my understanding. "I plan on dicking you a few more times tonight," he sighed as he raised up off my back and really started pile driving me. A steady sound of slap, slap echoed thru the quiet surroundings around us. After a couple minutes of letting the kid have his way with me, he tensed up and fired off inside me. With each cum squirt, he moaned out loud. When he finally settled down, he slowly withdrew himself.

"Holly fuck, did I need that," he breathed exhaustively as he stepped back. I raised myself up fully and stretched the kinks out of my arms. I pulled my shorts back up over my butt cheeks as I turned around. He was covered in sweat again and taking another piss.

"Man, we're going to be great together," he said as he shook off the last remaining drops of piss. "I drank way too much Gatorade during the game. I'm pissing like a leaky hose. Hey, what you say we grab a pizza and some beers," he said as he pulled his shorts back up.

We went to the local popular collage bar that was packed. Loud music filled the joint and tons of collage aged people milled around. I wanted alcohol badly and ordered us a pitcher of beer and a pizza. We hit it off good sitting at a two-top table. He'd occasionally stare at me with those cute puppy dog eyes and smile with a smile that reeked with lust. At one point he leaned in close to my ear and expressed his feelings.

"Dude, I can't believe I'm here with you tonight. Its fucking hot as hell for me to know my sperm is deep within you and I'm the only one who knows it besides you. Hottest looking motherfucker in the room and he's carrying my kid inside him," he bragged as he leaned back on his stool again and took a big drink of beer. Winking at me as I shyly took his complement, he smiled wickedly at me as he lightly touched my hand. With a goofy look on his face, he leaned close to my face again and said a little too loudly, "I sure wish we could make kids together."

Within a couple hours there I wasn't feeling any pain. He wanted to hit another bar before I drove him to his place and I agreed. But with the complements he threw at me at the table, I was horny as fuck for the kid. I was all over him in the darkness of the parking lot. Thank goodness we'd parked at the back of the lot and the parking lot lights were out tonight. We were quickly making out like two teenagers in love. My groping and rubbing his crotch sent his cock back to full hardness.

Without hesitation, I pulled his shorts low on his body and went for his cock. Quickly lapping at his head, I was rewarded with slime already oozing out his piss slit.

"You want it bitch," he egged me on from above? Nodding my head affirmatively as I looked up him, he grabbed my head and moved it aside. "God dam, you love my pecker don't you," he whispered ever so softly in the closed cab? "Back off a little big guy so I can slip my shorts down to my knees," he asked.

I watched as he eased up and slid them lower. His cock bobbed up like a cork in water once it was free. Settling back in place, he spread his legs wide and eased back against the door to give me more room. "There you go man, suck that load out of my balls. Get you some strong younger man's seed in your gut. But later in the back of that bed, I'm going to plant some more from the other way up your pussy!"

I sucked on the kids nuts along with polishing his knob. I took my time and savored the taste of him as his cock leaked snot like crazy. And I memorized the scent of his crotch. His hands were all over my head and upper shoulders as I learned everything about him below the belt.

"God dam, where did you get these big guns at," he mumbled above me as he traced my muscles in my arms? "I could work out a hundred years and never get arms this thick." Spreading his legs even wider he moaned loudly, "Fucking muscled up dude like you down between my legs chowing down on my junk is a dream come true."

I tried to finger his hole as I rubbed his taint, but he wasn't having it. "Ah dude, don't ruin it by going there," he moaned. "My assholes off limits," he uttered as I removed my finger. "Thanks for understanding man," he spoke as I concentrated again on his pecker head. He rubbed my head affectionately as I focused on getting him off. When he finally fired off in my mouth, I took him as deeply in my throat as I could.

When we left the next bar, a couple hours later, I drove back to the clearing we'd visited earlier. With the crickets chirping and the soothing sound of the water rushing, I spread the blanket on the floor of my truck bed. We sucked tongues and hugged each other for a while before we both striped. I again took on the role of lubricating his shaft and my pucker and he liked that. The moon was bright tonight and provided just enough light for us to see each other as we eased up into the back. Laying on my back, the kid crawled between my legs and began his assault. He fucked me for a bit on my back and then had me turn over on my stomach. Flipping over again after he'd tired from taking me from behind, he was hell bent to nut me face to face. After fucking for about five more minutes, he squirted my guts again. I looked up at the stars as the kid fired off comparing the beauty of this moment to the heavens above us. With my legs still dangling up in the air, I hugged the kid tightly.

We laid in afterglow with him hugged up tight against me rubbing my lower belly. Kissing me every once in a while, the kid made me feel safe in his arms. Our conversation slowly drifted to what happened at the motel yesterday. I misspoke and expressed my sadness at not being able to connect with the black guy again. His first instinct was to pull from me and lay back on the truck bed. Placing both his arms behind his head, he then rested his head in his palms.

"I will say that big black cock goes deeper in you then I ever will, he said as he stared up at the night sky. "I get that. But it pisses me off that he's busted his nut that deep in you and I'll never be able to."

"Listen Junior, you gotta see things from my prospective," I answered as I turned on my side towards him. "For a bottom guy like me, that cock he's sporting is the gold standard. Every guy like me lives to experience a cock that thick and long. Now combine that with he's black, dude that's off the chart lust. The fact that I'm allowing his to shoot his load in me is a bonus on my part. To be with a guy like him and not take is not is sacrilege on my part."

I found myself speaking with an upturned voice and my cock slowly came to life again as I described my longing for him. Wiping the smile from my face, I quickly tried to do some damage control.

"I just want to experience being with him some more. Nothing personal Junior, I love having sex with you. I hope we can continue that more often," I said as I rubbed his warm upper chest. "He wants to start coming to my house to fuck. Tells me it will be safer that way and he and I can spend more quality time getting to know each other better. Get more intimate as he put it. The idea does appeal to me. I wanta get to know how he makes love instead of just a quick pump and dump action. You think I'm crazy to say yes? Is he trustworthy Junior?"

"Theo, hell yeah he's cool! He's really fond of you, I already know that," he answered as he turned to face me also. "You know he's married with four kids so he's got something to loosed also. It's not just you who might have worries about doing this. He loves to brag to me about how deep he slides up in you. I think he tries to make me jealous. He really likes the way you can handle his cock. He's already expressed to me that he wanted to start stopping by your place after the motel incident. He's been looking for a while for a steady once or twice a week guy to throw the cock to. Guess it could work out great for the both of you. I know you want to be with him again, I can tell. Guess what I'm trying to say is I can share you with him.

But don't worry about connecting with him again," he quickly answered back. "You'll defiantly be getting contacted by him again real soon. He already said so to me. He told me yesterday you're his hottest video on his amateur porn sight. It's amazing how many guys get into a black man throwing the cock deeply to a white dude."

I sat up instantly in shock and screamed, "What the fuck did you just say?"

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