Chapter 2
Dry spell! Man, they fucking suck! But we all have them and I was experiencing one that reviled Death Valley in southern California! It has been over two months since I'd gotten laid. My asshole had gone back to being cherry and my nuts hung so low I needed to wear titty-withies to support them. You'd think a guy like me would have tons of opportunities, and that's true. But sometimes things don't work out the way they should or an opportunity presented isn't worth the risk. The university was out for the summer session and most of the kids had gone back home. My college jock had graduated and moved on.
On patrol lately I'd copped a feel of as many drunk dudes' crotches as I could, but none took the bait. The hints I dropped on dudes to get out of a driving citation were lost in translation. The fucking chicks I'd pulled over were doing their part to not to get cited. Hell, I don't know how many tits I'd seen or hiked up skirts were presented! But you guys know that shit don't float this officer's boat! All it did was make me laugh and enjoy seeing their faces as I handed them the ticket.
I was at the point that I wearing the skin off my pecker jacking off so much. But nothing but a dick attached to a dude could scratch that itch I had deep within me. Today for some reason was the worst. I woke up with my cock pointing up at me as usual but he was insistent that we get laid today. My asshole joined the party by itching and craving for attention. Digging at my hole with my underwear just wasn't satisfying it either. I'd been under a lot of stress at work and my body was in need of a distraction. Hell, it knew me better then I knew my own self! Even a cold shower couldn't distract my mind away from getting road hard. It had progressed to the point where my mind kept going to my one last resort. I only used it in situations such as this. It was my "nuclear option" and I was desperate enough today to use it.
Slipping on some old sweats and a well-worn tee shirt, I hopped into my work in progress truck. With a fender and a door, a different color then the rest of the truck, it screamed jalopy. Pulling on my greasy ball cap that hung from the gun rack behind the seat, I started the engine with a hope and a prayer. As the loud exhaust roared, I floored the gas pedal to keep her running. Slightly dark smoke poured over the cab as the strong smell of gas filled the air. Adding that to the extensive list of repairs needed, I dropping the transmission in reverse. Backing out of my driveway, I made sure I didn't sideswipe my patrol car parked alongside it.
I moved down the road with a sense of urgency wanting to get myself laid before I started shift this afternoon. It was a risky move, but I figured I could pull this off if I hurried. It was slightly before noon and the heat of the day was already making me sweat. It was obvious it was going to be another scorcher falling in line with the forecast for this week. As the hot humid air rushed thru my open windows, my mind was focused on getting laid.
I made my way to the local Walmart that was about ten miles from my house. It was one of two locations I knew he hung out at and I figured it was the best place to start. As I turned into the north side of the parking lot, I slowed my pace as I drove towards the south exit. It was the one most people used as the turnpike entrance ramp was in that direction. A large traffic flow was what his kind looked for when bumming for money.
Trees and large bushes lined the medium as I waited in a line of traffic, blocking my sight of what was ahead. A lump formed in my gut as I rethought my decision to come here. When I finally reached the stop sign to turn right, he wasn't leaning against the sign post as he usually was. All that was there was the bare patch of grass he wore off standing there so many times before. I cussed out loud as I reluctantly turned towards the main road. After taking a deep breath and asking myself out loud if I really wanted this, I headed for the second place I knew he hung out.
I pushed my old truck to its limit as I drove about five miles further south as quickly as I could. Constantly checking my watch, I wanted to be sure we had time to get this done. Traffic was getting heavy as the lunch rush was starting. I was caught by four red lights in a row before I pulled into the left turn lane for the next one ahead. Off in the distance I saw someone standing facing traffic with a sign held in both hands. My cock instantly surged as my asshole clamped tighter. As I rolled up, I realized it was him. I checked him out good before I proceeded any further.
He was looking ruff and appeared to be dirtier than usual. Wearing a wrinkled tee shirt and blue jeans that needed an oil change, he totally looked the role! The obvious lump his cock made proved he wasn't wearing underwear. His dark hair was shaggier then I remembered and his beard was thicker and had gotten longer. The sun had baked his skin dark and his boots looked just as weathered. His usual sign that read, "Who's kidding who, I need money for weed," was on prominent display in front of him. I always had to smile when I reread it. According to him, it was the best sign for bumming money off people.
I'd run him in countless times for vagrancy and shoplifting. You'd think for a guy in his late twenties he'd have some ambition to make something better out of his life. But all my talks with him fell on death ears. It was during one of my "trying to rescue him" chats in the back of my patrol car that he propositioned me. That takes bull balls putting the make on your arresting officer I thought! He put it right out on the street that he sells his body for money. And he wondered because I was so concerned for him that I might want to swing off the end of his pecker?
"You got a thing for me officer," I remember him asking? "Cause you're sure worried a lot about my welfare. I'm cool if you're a dude loving pig! I don't discriminate when it comes to a guy or a law man needing some cock up his ass! I got a big one bro and I could fuck your ass good if I'm reading you right."
He went so far as to offer me a free fuck or suck to sample the merchandise. Needless to say, I took him up on his offer and here I am back for more!
As I slowly passed him, I banged the side of my truck and motioned him forward. Stopping first in line for the left turn, I watched in my mirror as he jogged towards me. When he got to my window, he recognized me instantly and grinned. In a bolstering voice he was the first to speak.
"Well well, look who it is," he spoke! "It's been a while officer! You looking to add to my weed fund or are you after something more today," he bragged as he groped his crotch blatantly?
"Don't get fucking smart with me asshole! You know I'm still the one who could make your life miserable if I want to. You know what I need from you! That is unless you want me to run you in for being a public nuisance! Hurry the fuck up and get your smart-ass mouth in the truck," I bellowed at him with authority in my voice. "I aint got much time to fuck around with you!"
He followed my orders quickly and went around the front of my truck just as the light changed. As he opened the passenger side door, the car behind me blew his horn. I flipped the fucking impatient asshole the bird as he jumped in. I then floored my truck making the wheels squeal before he even had time to close the door.
"Dam fucker, you trying to kill me or something! You must really need to fucked," he bellowed as he undid the top of his jeans and his thick crotch hair came into view! Why aint you hit me up more often the last few months," he asked?
"I've been keeping myself busy," I answered as I looked down at his crotch out of the corner of my eye. "You been staying out of trouble fucker," I then asked?
"Yeah, trying to," he answered as he spread his legs wider and slumped down some in the seat. "I thought you and I would have gotten together long before today man. I've been needing some extra income. Was beginning to think maybe you got shot or something. Or maybe you just freaked out over the rubber breaking last time. Hell, I personally thought it was a special moment between us, "he offered.
"Well, you know how it is with a guy like me. Work keeps me busy dealing with low life's like yourself. As far as the other thing, that's water under the bridge now. What's done is done. You still staying at that dive motel you were at last time we hooked up," I asked?
"Yeah," he answered. "But my rents due and taking this time off the corner isn't helping me out any. You coughing up some good money for my time spent officer," he asked? "Figure my efforts are worth something more to you today seeing how you're in such need man!"
"I know you need money fucker," I barked at him, pissed that it was all he was worried about! "Fifty dollars should make you happy shouldn't It, asshole? Figure that's pretty good money for about ten minutes work from you. And as always, if anybody finds out about all this your ass will end up in county lockup, we still got us an understanding dip shit?"
"Yeah, yeah sure dude. I feel you. I've kept my mouth shut so far aint I man? This is going on our what like, tenth time knocking boots together? You must like what I'm offering or else you wouldn't keep coming back for more. So yeah, I'm keeping my mouth shut! I don't want to fuck up a good thing officer! And its easy money for me!"
We road in silence for the next mile till I pulled into his motel complex. It was on the seedy, less desirable side of town. It was the kind of motel transient people rented rooms for the week or month. Or the local prostitutes rented by the hour. Many of the slots for parking in front of the rooms were empty. But the occupied ones were filled with old pickup trucks that had seen better days or cars that were on their last legs.
The local adult bookstore was across the street. It was a place I'd spent a lot of time at when I was younger and first started testing the waters of having sex with dudes. I sucked my first cock there that was attached to a construction working guy. I think he knew I was his first as nervous as I was and lacking any skill at bobbing on a cock. He took me slow and taught me what I needed to know. I ended up connecting with him a couple times a week till of course I ended up in the back of his truck in the parking lot. That started a weekly fuck session between us that lasted until I left for college.
As I rode around back to a row of motel rooms he barked,
"Room 214 bro! Just down a little more!"
A long cinder block row of duplicate white painted rooms lay before me. I'd patrolled this complex and arrested many a bad hombre countless time. Flanked by an industrial park, this motel was bad news. Drugs, prostitution and robberies were all associated with this property! I pulled in and slowly parked, killing the engine as I scanned the area. It's the last place a law man should be found at day or night and all my senses were on high alert! A couple ruff looking Hispanics were sitting out in front of their room drinking beers and quickly turned to watch us. Parked in front of their room was a large construction truck loaded with drywall and ladders.
A little less than five rooms down, they had a good view of us both. With the place's reputation for prostitution, two guys pulling up together here screamed only one thing. They knew instantly what was going on between us. I hate to say I was instantly attracted to their shitless, blue jeaned bodies. And what's with Hispanic guys and cowboy boots? God dam they can kill a dude like me who's on the bone! I was brought back to reality when he opened the truck door.
"Come on man, lets do this," he said to me as he jumped out! "You said you're in a hurry and I need to get back to my spot. This is prime time for me bumming money bro!"
My tee-shirt stuck to my damp back as I got out and stretched. I was partially putting on a show for our Hispanic friends as I adjusted my crotch looking their way. Their type always got my blood to pumping faster and the mood I was in didn't help me resist temptation. The one guys stares indicated he was at least interested. A quick, "Hola" escaped my lips as I raised my hand in their direction. He quickly answered back as he then blatantly rubbed his crotch in response. I grinned a big pearly smile his way, shaking my head no.
"Maybe another time hombre," I yelled his way! "Kinda got what I need already lined up!"
He then gyrated his hips like he was fucking as his friends broke out laughing! He was obviously feeling good as he took a big swig of beer and rubbed his belly grinning like hell at me. I admired his thick hairy chest and dark skin and his boldness for what he wanted. I then heard the motel door open with a loud squeak.
"We doing this or you want raped by those dudes," he asked as he turned and entered his room?
Inside, the place was a mess. Dark with a stale smoke smell set the mood for my fall from descent again. The bed looked like it hadn't been changed or made since the last time I was here. Beer bottles and empty pizza boxes littered the entire room. As I shut the door behind us, he was already pulling his tee-shirt over his head. The contrast between his tanned arms and lily-white chest was alluring as I stared.
"Figure your here to get your ass fucked again man, am I right? I mean you never were much of a cock sucking cop," he said as he sat on the edge of the bed and began to unlace his boots! With a loud thud, he tossed them aside as he stood.
"Yeah, you got me pegged right dude," I replied as I removed my tee-shirt also. "No sense denying what I want with you. We've been thru this routine enough times already. Can't stress enough how much I need this guy. The stress at work is killing me. But I'm under the gun here. Gotta report for duty in a few hours so we aint got much time," I reaffirmed as I pulled my sweats down and my half hard cock popped into view.
"I got you bro," he answered as he began to unbuckled his jeans. "I didn't get lucky last night so this worked out perfect for me! I'm primed to fuck! Had a good looking little blond flirting with me earlier and it got my juices flowing! I got a short fuse right now for sure."
His dirty, (what used to be white,) socks were the first thing I noticed after he lost his boots. His right big toe poked thru a gaping hole on the one foot. I watched as his cock then came into view as his jeans dropped to his feet. Nestled in a thick forest of hair, it swung back and forth as he stepped out of his pants. It was then that the scent of hot damp feet hit my nostrils.
"You gotta take a shit or anything before we do this man," he offered as I kicked off my boots and finished removing my sweat pants? "Wanta make sure you got room up there for me bro," he asked concerned?
"Nah, I'm good dude," I answered. "I anticipated us doing this after I got up! Already took care of things down there if you know what I mean. I was hoping I could find you today."
"Fucking glad you did man," he laughed! "And no need to be shy around me about shit like that. I like a dude who's cleaned out good. Makes the adventure more enjoyable," he laughed as he raised his eyebrows!
He lit a cigarette and studied my naked body as he took a few deep puffs before he headed to the side of the bed with the nightstand. His cock slowly swung back and forth and I was mesmerized by its movement. His fat nut sack hung low and looked full of seed.
The nightstand drawer made a loud squeaking sound as he pulled it open and shuffled around inside of it with his hand. A large black bottle of lube appeared in his fist as I went over to the other side of the bed. Sitting it on the table along side an overflowing ashtray, he reached back in and pulled out a long row of sliver foiled condoms. Looking over at me as the plastic made a loud cracking sound he grinned and spoke.
"We need these today or you wanta walk on the wild side again? I mean, the damage is done the way I see it. You already took my nut last time we did this! I told you just before I squirted in you, I thought it broke. But you didn't offer any resistance at all bro! Matter of fact, you pulled me tighter against you as I told you I couldn't hold off any longer. That drove me over the edge instantly! Can't say you didn't except me willingly. Right after I pulled out, you just calmly laid there letting my nut soak in you. Then you suited up looking all official again before heading back on patrol. We never talked about it afterwards so I'm bringing it up now. We at that level now where there's no barriers between us," he asked as the shinny foil flicked in his hand?
As I crawled in bed and laid on my back, he stood patiently waiting for my answer. Drawing my legs up and spreading them wide, I started up at him. Reluctantly, he started ripping open the thick plastic wrapper with a look of disappointment on his face. As he started to place it against his cock head, I spoke up.
"Let's start without one dude. And your right, it's a little late now to be cautious. But if I tell you to pull out, you gotta dude. We cool?"
A huge smile broke across his face as he quickly squirted out a large wad of lube and coated his fully swelled shaft. Shinning like a greased weapon, it stood tall and ready for action. With a sense of urgency, he crawled atop me as I raised my legs higher and wrapped them around his lower body. I felt his slicked poker slide into my crack as he collapsed over me. Once in a love making position and him holding me tight, he whispered in my ear.
"Grab my naked cock and put me into position against your hole copper. You know your doing this willingly and once this happens, it's done. I think you already know I'm squirting in you right? Aint no way a dudes going to pull out once he's in deep and on the go. I know you aint that stupid officer! Stop me now or except me fully dude!"
I slowly reached under my hips and grabbed his rock-hard cock. I knew the risk, but he was right. I'd allowed it to happen already. He'd be after me constantly to go raw if I didn't give in now. I gasped a little when I put his big cock head against my pucker and he pushed against it. The point of no return was upon me!
"Easy bitch, I got you," he whispered ever so sexy as he kissed my forehead. "Lets us make some kids together fucker, I'm going to wreak that fine pussy of yours officer!" he bragged as he pushed harder against my willing pucker and he sunk in.
I found myself moaning like a bitch in heat as the bed tapped the wall and he began sweating atop me. Over and over his low hanging ball sack slapped against my upturned butt cheeks. He bragged over and over about how good I smelled to him and how tight my pussy still was. I could tell he was enjoying the feelings he was getting from a cock that had no barriers between the two of us. Without worries of lessening my masculinity, I encouraged him on begging him to bred me. I had no worries of what if or should I have as he entered the home stretch. It was all about being the perfect vessel for his pleasure. My rock-hard cock rubbed against his lower belly as he moved back and forth atop me like a machine.
When I heard the first hint of climax coming from deep within his throat, I pulled him into me tighter and squeezed my pucker harder. Within seconds he started grunting over and over in rhythm to his shots fired off inside me. I could feel each squirt of cum being deposited deep within me. Over and over I whispered, "Yeah baby, yeah, breed me!"
When he finally collapsed atop me, his breathing was rapid. Sweat covered both our bodies as I searched for his lips. As we tongue kissed, I realized I'd shot my load also. Both of us took a deep breath and looked each other in the eyes. Unspoken words were said to each other. Slowly he rolled off me and laid beside me looking up at the ceiling. He was still breathing heavy as I watched his chest raise and fall.
"God dam that was some good pussy bro," he bragged as he reached over and rubbed my sweaty belly! "Aint nothing like riding raw is there man? The sensation is amazing when its skin on skin! Been a while since a dude let me have him that way! Was it as good for you as it was me," he asked?
"Better man," I answered as I looked at him! "I get to feel your load deep within me now! And my assholes slick as hell with your slime right now!"
I could see a sense of pride come across his face as he grinned at me and reached over and rubbed my sweaty head playfully.
"God dam bro, why hasn't some guy grabbed your ass up by now and kept you well fucked? I mean I'm fucking honored to be able to ride you, don't get me wrong! But your good-looking ass doesn't need to pay for sex bro," he asked actually concerned sounding?
"Easier this way for me dude, at least for now," I answered as I sat up in bed. "My fellow officers would have a problem if they knew the real me."
"Well you know your welcome to come by here anytime you need loaded up," he offered as he got up and out of bed. "And hey, I was thinking. Now that we're at this level, shouldn't the price go up! Hundred dollars a fuck I'm thinking for a sperm donation!"
"We'll talk about that later man," I answered as I laughed!
I was shocked back to reality when he opened the heavy drapes that covered the large window. Instantly bright light bathed the junked-up room and made me squint my eyes. The light made the place seem worse. I watched as he stretched to the ceiling and moaned out loud. He wasn't the least bit shy about anyone seeing him thru the glass. His limp ball sack hung lower and was visible from behind as he then took off for the bathroom. Within seconds I heard a heavy piss stream hitting the bowl water, after a loud fart escaped him.
I slowly raised up from the bed just as someone walked past the window. There was no hiding from prying eyes and nothing was private. As I stood and quickly reached for my sweatpants, the shadowy figure pasted by again. Only this time it stopped and looked directly into the room. I was somewhat embarrassed standing here nude in front of an open window with someone watching me. Within seconds I recognized the figure as the Spanish dude I'd seen earlier. He stood perfectly still and watched my every move as I pulled my sweats back on and then my tee shirt.
When the other guy walked back in the room, he quickly stepped back from the window and leaned against the front of my truck with his arms crossed.
He dressed just as quick as I did and when we both were clothed, he asked for his money. I dug in my sweats pocket and pulled out two twenties and a ten and handed them to him. With a big grin on his face he thanked me. Expressing his need to get going, we both moved towards the door. When he opened it, we were both surprised when the Spanish guy moved towards us. Instantly he stepped in front of me and extended his arm in friendship. I excepted as his eyes roamed over my whole body with no fear of offending me. The guy who fucked me quickly fired off his mouth.
"Hey I gotta get going. I'll walk back to my spot, seeing how you two wanta get to know each other," he bellowed as he slapped my back and turned and walked away!
Of course, I was instantly pissed and swore I'd get even with him. I'm sure my face turned red as my blood pressure rose and my fists instantly balled up! But this guy in front of me was super aggressive and my anger was quickly set aside when he reached up and squeezed my shoulders. He worked his hands down my arms feeling my muscles as he grinned. I felt like a I was being checked to make sure I passed some kind of standers. Then his right hand went for my crotch. Without permission he began to grope my cock and ball sack as he stared directly into my eyes. I could smell the beer on his breath as he stepped closer continuing to check out my junk.
"Easy their buddy," I finally heard myself say as his hand went up around the waistband of my sweats!
With a smile of his face and a look of pure seduction in his eyes, he slipped his hand around my waist till his hand was above my butt cheeks. Quickly I pushed against his hairy chest and stopped his movement as I checked to see if anyone was in eye sight anywhere. When there wasn't, I looked at him with my brows furrowed down and shook my head no at him.
I don't know if it was because he was half drunk or he was the type that just didn't give a fuck. But when I eased the pressure I had against his chest, he didn't stop. Within seconds his calloused fingers were in my sweats going down my butt crack! And for some unknown reason when he moved around behind me and proceeded to extend his arm deeper into my sweats, I didn't resist!
His big hairy arm quickly slid under my left arm and pulled me tightly against his warm body. Holding me firmly in place, he violated me without fear of getting caught. My brow furred down hard and my eyes squinted shut when his fingers rubbed my already abused pucker.
When he removed his hand from my pants, both his arms went up under my tee shirt. As he fondled my pecks, his crotch moved tight against my hips. I instantly felt his hard cock thru the material. Firmly planted between my clothed crack, he began to gyrate his hips against mine. Simulating the motion of us fucking, I found myself pushing back against his thrusting.
Kissing the back of my neck, he moaned softly as he grinded harder against my butt. Suddenly stopping, he hooked his arm around my neck and forcefully pulled me towards a room where the door stood open. As I stumbled from the initial shock of being manhandled, he had the upward hand on dragging my forward. Catching my balance as I walked, I saw two other dudes appear at the opening of the room headed for me quickly. Both clad only in their underwear, I knew I had only seconds to decide what my faith was!
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