"Copping Around"
Chapter 4
The ride back to my place was compilated to say the least. I bounced between being guilty with what had happened, to suddenly grinning and tapping my fingers on the steering wheel! Riding with my truck windows down and without my tee shirt on, the wind blew over my upper sweaty body. The scent of sex and male sweat clung to me like cheap cologne when the air stopped moving. With my greasy ball cap pulled low on my head and my sunglasses on, I felt like an outlaw!
As luck would have it, I got caught by the light where I had picked up the first guy earlier. Doing as he said, he was back at his panhandling spot. I found some respect in him knowing he hadn't lied to me. Stopping only four cars back from the intersection, he quickly recognized my truck and made a bee line for me. Banging the side of my door with a wide grin on his face, he started!
"God dam guy, you just going home now? We fucked like an hour," he stated as he leaned into my window. "Fuck dude, your covered in sweat and you smell like dick! Don't tell me you hooked up with them Mexicans dudes back at the motel, did you?"
I looked at him out of the corner of my eyes and hesitated before I fessed up. With pride in my voice mixed with a little embarrassment, I confessed. Figuring he and I just did the nasty together he was the one person I could brag to!
"Fuck yeah man, I did," I snickered as I leaned in closer, feeling a bit of comradery with him. All three of them wetbacks took a turn at me dude," I bragged! "Never been fucked by so many guys before at once! And man, my ass is killing me, but in a good way!"
"No fucking way," he said as is eyes got big? "You took all three up your ass? Dude, your pucker must be raw as hell by now," he laughed! "You got to learn how to suck some dick and give that pussy a break! That tightness you got won't last long with them fuckers boring you out"
He then reached in the window and run his hand over my sweaty shoulder in a somewhat affectionate way! "Sometimes I can't believe you're a fucking cop! Never seen one of you boys in blue go low like you do! But listen, just a word of caution buddy. I can call you buddy now can't I dude," he asked? "I mean we got history. I've had my dick up your ass!"
I nodded my head yes at him and then shook it side to side in amazement of his bluntness. Taking a wider stance and leaning more into my vehicle, he bragged! "Fuck yeah! Just remember I was the first cock up your ass today my man! But listen as a word of caution," he went on to say as he now rubbed his hand over my defined chest. "Watch those illegals bro! They want a green card so fucking bad they'll try their best to get you preggie with a kid dude," he busted out laughing! "Then they'll want to marry you and keep you all swelled up officer!"
"Hah, hah mother fucker," I answered back! "You're quite the jokester today fucker! I said as I lifted my hat off my sweating head and rubbing the wetness from my crewcut. He had placed his hand up and under my right underarm and cupped my peck tightly in his paw. "God dam dude your solid," he said as he let a low whistle escape his mouth! "Kinda proud of myself having the chance to mount your ass! I'd like to continue that for a while too!"
"Listen, you better keep this information between the two of us asshole, you got that," I said laying the law down to him! "What we talk about and do in bed together is confidential, fucking private you got that? Just because I let you fuck me sometimes doesn't mean you got the upper hand around here. I aint gotta explain what kind of mess I can make of your life if I hear a word of this repeated, understand?"
He quickly interjected as I watched the light turn green. "Yeah, yeah of course man. Your secret is safe with me. Hell, I've kept my mouth shut about buffing your back side so far right? I aint going to fuck up our good thing dude!" he stated as I slowly pushed on the gas and eased away. "We'll talk later," I yelled back to him as I then moved faster. I watched in my rearview mirror as he adjusted his crotch as he waved goodbye. Turning the corner, I knew it would be a month before I even thought of using him again for my needs!
The closer I got to home, the more I now fought the urge to dump. My body wanted to reject the liquid I was carrying and it wanted out in a bad way! My bowels groaned loudly and I was afraid to fart fearing it wouldn't be just gas! I was learning the down side of taking on three horned up men! Too embarrassed to take a shit at their place, this was the price I was paying. The minute I pulled in my driveway the only thing on my mind was a toilet and a hot shower. I quickly stripped off my sweats and underwear and pilled them alongside the hopper.
Within seconds I was expelling a large amount of water from my bowels. Instantly the strong smell of cum filled my nostrils as I stared down at my big feet. Over and over squirts of liquid escaped me as I strained. Looking down at my damp underwear atop my sweats, a large light brown wet ring was visible. Picking them up and examining the evidence, I could see congealed globs of sperm within that wet ring. Rubbing my finger in the clotted blobs, I scoped some up on my finger and moved it to my noise. The smell confirmed what it was and instantly my hairy toes curled. Hesitating at first, I couldn't help but lick the residue off with my tongue. The taste was strong and virile. Without hesitation, I went back to find more!
When I felt like the worst of my shits was over, I jumped up and started the shower. I couldn't help but look down at the bowl water before I flushed it. Floating atop the water was a frothy white film that covered the entire bowl. "God fucking dam, all that was inside me," exited my lips as I hit the handle and watched the froth swirl down the drain.
The hot water felt good running over my body as I stood there and relived all that had happened. The grunting and moaning of animal sex echoed in my ears as I faced the strong spray. As the hot water ran off my head, I was in deep thought of the fucking I'd just taken. Standing with both arms extended on each side of the shower head, the water ran over me like a waterfall. Slowly my cock rose up and stood tall as I opened my eyes and looked down. God dam fucker was always hungry for more!
In front of the mirror in the barracks locker room, no one would ever expect a law man like me would engage in the conduct I did earlier. In full uniform I was an impressive looking peace officer who looked like he ate rocks for breakfast! My gun at my side reinforced my dominating demeanor. I then practiced my trademark disgusted scow I gave to women who used their bodies to get out of a ticket. Laughing, I wondered why more dudes didn't try the same tactics!
Then I flexed my big arms after I looked to be sure no one was watching. Years of weight training had paid off and this body turned heads everywhere I went. I adjusted my cock and balls so they hung to the right and bulged nicely in my uniform pants as I prepared to move out! But as I turned to head for roll call, my sore asshole reminded me of who I really was and what I had just been thru. "God dam fuckers really tore you a new one officer," I mumbled to myself as I pulled my hat low on my brow!
On patrol I was extra aggressive tonight to all the speeders I pulled over. Feeling less of an alpha male tonight wasn't an option! I had allowed my weak side to rear its ugly head this morning, but not tonight! "No one gets away with a warning this evening," was my new mantra! My usual cocky walk to a law breakers vehicle was tainted by the uncomfortableness I felt. Worried I looked more like I was carrying a diaper full of shit, didn't help! But I will say as the night wore on, the soreness subsided and by lunch time, my happy disposition was returning. Soon I was again rubbing my cock thru my uniform pants as I wrote a ticket to a handsome law breaker.
At home that night I drank three beers after I stripped down to my boxers and watched TV. The angel devil scenario played out in my head as I drank and fiddled with my cock thru my shorts. At one point I'd decided to not go. Then twenty minutes later my cock is swelled up and I'm visualizing the action in my head because I've changed my mind!
Believe it or not, sleep came quick after I shot an intensive nut jerking myself off. I awoke earlier than usual and by 9:00 AM I was hitting the shitter and then hopped in the shower. My hand was shaking slightly I noticed in the mirror as I shaved. Slipping on a really loose pair of gym shorts, I sat at the table and ate some breakfast. All the while my mind was consumed with what I was going to do. My deep thought was interrupted by a text on my phone. I was asked if I'd like to come in early for overtime. Figuring I needed the money more then I needed my asshole bored out again, I volunteered to go in.
During the next couple days, I'd broke the spell I was under with those guys. Granted I pulled some heavy loads from my balls fantasizing about them as I jerked off! A couple times I did it in my patrol car when the urge was overwhelming. I made a point of rolling past their motel room ever night before the end of shift just to check on them. Each time my hand would be rubbing my zipper as my cock would puff up and my asshole would itch. That puss of mine was wanting attention in a bad way and it got harder and harder to ignore the fact. No matter how much I dug my ass crack, it didn't satisfy that itch for cock!
Come Friday morning, all bets were off the table! My craving for more Mexican cock became almost overwhelming, obsessed I would call it. My tiredness and the amount of stress one gets from being a patrol officer was really getting to me. I needed some mindless relief and nothing was better for me then getting my ass bored out. Giving up my authoritative role and allowing someone else the power over me was what I needed!
I watched the clock roll around to 11:30 AM as logic tried to talk me out of it again. I twisted my fingers over and over and paced back and forth so much I wore a grove in the carpet! By 11:40, I had moved to the bedroom with a vengeance! I pulled on the same sweat pants I'd worn that day we first met. Hugging my ass tightly, they showed off my best asset! Brushing my teeth and running some gel thru my flat-top, I left the razor stubble for an edgier look. Slipping on some boots I used to mow the grass, I headed for the door without a shirt on. My hairy chest was on display as a sign of my masculinity. There was no doubt I was dressed for easy access and with only one purpose in mind! I watched my soft cock protrude from the front of my sweats uninhibited by underwear as I walked to my truck. Waving to the next-door neighbor as I jumped in my vehicle, I was leaving my safe suburban life behind. Pulling on my ball cap again, I pulled the door closed and backed out of the driveway.
All the way over, my left leg jumped up and down nervously as I bit my fingernails. When I was stopped by the last red-light before the new developments entrance, I asked myself under my breath if I was sure? When the light changed, I hesitated before someone behind me blew their horn. Riding my bumper all the rest of the way there, I was forced to turn off onto the gravel road to avoid road rage!
Ever so slowly I rode down the unfinished road. New homes dotted both sides of the road along with others just starting. Rocks flipped from under my tires making loud sounds that drew attention to me. I saw a few workers who waved their arms at me as I drove by. Being the courteous officer that I am, I waved back and smiled! A couple instantly got my blood pumping faster with their sweaty bodies! "Yeah buddy, I'd love to bred with you," escaped my lips as I waved and fantasized! "How many kids have you sired you sexy fucker," came next! Six more houses down on the right I saw the truck that was always parked outside the motel.
No one was outside as I rolled up on place. In fact, all the houses looked deserted. But all the windows were open including the front door at this one. At first, I let go with a deep sigh hoping I'd not run into them today. But as I pulled into the unfinished driveway and parked, one of the guys who had fucked me appeared at the open front door. Instantly my blood pumped faster as I took a moment to study his looks. He was just a regular looking guy with a normal body, but I found him extremely desirable. Sometimes the most normal looking guy can be the sexiest one in the room.
Standing there with his hands on his hips I could tell he didn't recognize me at first. Shirtless and covered in sweat and drywall dust, he looked miserable. Sweat had run down his body so much it had dampened the top of his work pants.
As I got out of my truck and walked around the front bumper, he stared at me. The sun and humidity were intense today as I felt myself instantly begin to bead with dampness. As I got closer to him, his hand dropped to the front of his pants and adjust himself. Not in a sexual way, but to just rearrange his junk in this heat. I took off my hat and wiped the sweat from my brow and then smiled at him. He looked at me intently as I pulled my sweats higher on my hips. When I got within feet of him, I saw his expression change. That semi toothless smile I now knew, spread across his face.
A tingle ran up my spine knowing he remembered me. I was worried at first that I was nothing more than a piece of ass soon forgotten! I flashbacked for a few seconds to how his body felt against my back and his grunting as he pounded my upturned ass. I'm not sure how many women in his past felt as appreciative as I did to be sired by him. A hard-working man like him deserved to be taken care of in the bedroom. If I could bare him a kid, I'd never let him wear a rubber with me! Besides leaving his load inside me, he left an impression deep in my psyche. I know it sounds crazy but I was a bitch in heat today.
Some words in Spanish were directed at me as a predator look came over his face. My asshole clinched tighter when he motioned me to come closer. As I got close enough for him to put his arm around my neck, he pulled a hanky from his back pocket and wiped his face. Turning his head towards me, he again uttered something in a very low sexy voice. He knew right then by the way I looked at him that I was under his spell!
Looking around before I acted, I moved my hand to his damp crotch and gaged the girth of his equipment. My hand instantly felt a hot and sweaty crotch thru the wet material of his pants. Reaching around my waist, he pulled me in tight against his damp body. He grinded his hips against the side of mine simulating us fucking again as he held me in place. I watched him undo the button at the top of his pants and slid the zipper halfway down. I was rewarded with seeing the thick hair line that ran from his belly button down to his groin. The waistband and most of the front of his gray boxer briefs were darker in color from perspiration. Grabbing me in a roughhouse way, he pulled further under the covered porch of the house. I liked the feeling of being manhandled by him and allowed him full control. With no resistance on my part, he gave me a smile that needed no translation.
Running my hand up and around his hairy damp chest, I could feel the coarseness of his hair. Where my body hair was light colored and fine, his was black and thick. Dropping my hand down into his underwear, I gripped his fat limp cock and squeezed it tightly. Giving it a few up and down pumps, the wet hot stalk started to thicken instantly. I smiled at him as we looked each other in the eyes.
Without further time wasted, he gripped my hand and lead me thru the front door. I watched his sexy body move as I trailed behind. The more he walked, the further his pants dropped on his hips. I was rewarded with seeing that the thick grove of hair at the bottom of his back trailed down between his butt cheeks. I took in every aspect of him for my memories to relive this moment later. It was crazy hot inside the building I noted as I was led down a long hall to what appeared to be a small bedroom. The air was thick with drywall dust and the floor was covered in tarps. It was obvious he was working in this room as I studied my surrounds.
Sweat was already running down my back and collecting atop my own sweats. He barked some kind of command to me as he removed his arm from around my neck. Then carrying on a conversation like he thought I understood him, he moved to in front of a large window. Sitting on the window sill was an empty water bottle that he grabbed quickly. Pulling the waistband of his underwear down under his ball sack, he placed the bottle opening at the tip of his cock. Without shame or a care, a fast stream of piss started to fill the bottle. The masculinity oozed off him as I watched with amazement as he filled it halfway. The liquid was dark yellow in color with a frothy foam atop it. As he was shaking off the few drops of piss, he looked my way with a devilish grin.
When he waved me over to him, I hesitated at first knowing something wasn't just right. With his arm around my shoulder again, he brought the bottle up to his lips and pretended to taste of his own urine. When he dropped the bottle back down, he handed it to me and tipped his hand back to indicate he wanted me to take a drink. Now I gotta tell you guys, I never done shit like that before! I'll admit it had crossed my mind but the opportunity never thankfully arose. But now I was here and on the spot. I knew I had to prove my willingness and commitment to him.
I felt the warmness of his piss thru the thin walls of the plastic bottle I now held. He crossed his arms and looked at me with an intense look as he assumed a cocky stance of defiance. This was the next level of intimacy between us as I looked at the yellow liquid as I swirled it around in the bottle.
It took a few seconds to get past the grossness of the idea before I took a deep breath and looked at him hard. Tipping the bottle up I quickly took a big mouth full and swirled it around before swallowing! Besides the fact that it was hot, the taste wasn't that objectionable to me. I felt it flow down my pipes and into my belly, amazed that I had actually done it. That voice within my head said, "Fuck yeah!" as I swallowed again.
He quickly pulled me into a tight hug and rubbed my back affectionally. When a kiss was planted at my temple, I felt special. He then released his hold on me and stepped back. Hell bent on getting some ass off me now, I watched him kick off his work boots and pull his pants and underwear off in one swoop.
Caught up in the electricity that was in the air between us, I took another swig from the bottle just to reaffirm him I was here for him. Never thinking in a million years I'd do something like this once, I now had done it twice!
A loud unplanned belch escaped my mouth as I tasted piss on the uptake. Feeling somewhat embarrassed, I grinned at him and looked away shyly. Stepping towards me, he rubbed my lower belly and stared at me intently. Then mumbling something in Spanish, I indicated I didn't understand him. Extending both his arms out from his own belly making a hump image, I instantly knew what he was implying. To me it meant it was time to make a kid together!
As if he understood my spoken words, he stepped behind my quickly and pulled my sweats down below my hips. I was then roughly grabbed around the lower waist and drug willingly towards the wall. Positioned by him with my hands against the wall above my head, he kicked my legs wider apart and arched my hips back towards him. I heard spit being hacked up from deep within him and applied between my lower butt cheeks. Moving tighter against my exposed hips, I felt his hard cock bump against my cheeks before he roughly dug his cock head into my lower crack. It felt like a piece of pipe was looking for my pucker as it dropped lower and lower till it found my sweet spot. Without fanfare or warning, he pushed against my pucker. My assholes first reaction was to resist but the pressure he was applying couldn't be held back. When he breached my body, a primal moan rose from my throat. Having been stretched out just a few days ago by him and his friends, he sunk in almost fully without much trouble. When his big nuts rested against my butt cheeks, he pulled me tightly against his sweaty body.
Within seconds of his pumping starting, we were in rhythm together. With his head buried in the nap of my neck, he grunted and mumbled as he fucked me hard. The scent of cigarettes was strong on his breath as he licked the sweat now dripping down my face. With his arms wrapped up high around my chest, the scent of his underarms contributed to the animalistic act we were involved in.
My ball sack swung back and forth under me in rhythm to his sawing action. The heat from his body on my back made me drip with sweat and gasp for air in the stifling room. I could tell he was close to shooting his load by his actions. His hips beat against mine so quick, the sound was like someone slapping my ass.
I was taken by surprise when he suddenly stopped. Lifting himself up from my back, I felt him withdraw his hard cock. Stepping back from me a bit, I looked over my shoulder at him. Slapping my ass cheek hard, he motioned for me to get down on the floor. As I stepped out of my sweats that were bunched at my feet, I watched him pull a bunch of dusty tarps over. I marveled at his hard cock pointing straight up from his groin as he leaned over and arranged us a nice place to continue fucking. Between his thighs I could see his nut sack as he squatted down on the balls of his feet. Swinging around like a sack full of rocks, I envied his manhood! A man's nut sack says a lot about his viralness and his screamed baby making machine!
When things were to his satisfaction, he looked up at me and patted the cushioned floor. Without hesitation, I quickly assumed the submissive position on my back. I drew my legs back and exposed my abused pucker for the taking again. In any other situation in the world, I'd be shy as fuck to have someone see my most private body part. But here and now I was offering him a glimpse of what he was claiming as his! I looked up at him with passive eyes as I waited for him to mount me. Glistening with sweat, he looked like a fucking horny god as he crawled atop me. Falling into position like we had fucked this way a hundred times, I positioned myself to accommodate him. As his hard cock rubbed my butt cheeks, his hand guided his cock head to my sink hole. I grunted and grabbed him tightly around his upper chest as he slipped into me again. Going balls deep within seconds, he knocked the air out of my lungs.
"Easy big boy," I mumbled as I tensed up and pushed against his rib cage! "Give me time to get used to that baseball bat fucker," I moaned!
Acting like he understood me, he held his position laying atop me. Sweat dripped off his forehead as I looked up into his dark eyes. Even though I knew I was just a piece of ass to him, I felt we connected for that moment. Looking each other in the eyes, I read his soul. As a sweat drip hung off the tip of his noise, I licked it off with my tongue. It tasted very salty as I savored another taste of his body. Slowly I felt him withdraw his cock from me and then slide it back in. Reaching up and running my hand thru his wet hair, I pulled him tighter to me and spoke.
"Ok man, let's do this fucker! Show me how you fuck a chick and make a kid!"
With each withdraw and thrust back into me, I grunted and moaned with desire. Like a bitch in heat, I encouraged him on! Once we were back into a steady kind of rhythm, I heard someone coming down the hallway towards us. Figuring it was just one of the other Mexicans, I didn't panic or try to break our stride. In a booming voice and in perfect English a guy spoke,
"Julio, I told you man, no fucking on the job man! Unless you're willing to share," he laughed!
Atop me, the guy I now learned was named Julio, raised his head up and bellowed in perfect English,
"Yeah, yeah, fuck you gringo!"
Without breaking our rhythm, he continued to hump my ass. There was a minute or two of awkward silence so I craned my neck up as Julio continued to ride me. I could see a white guy in a tee shirt and shorts watching us fuck. With a tool belt that hung off his hips, he looked to be more of a tradesman. An unlit cigarette hanging from his lips as he was stared at us fucking. Stepping closer he bent down and watched Julio's ass as he bucked me.
"God dam Julio, you got some big ass nuts for a wetback! Watch them fuckers dance on that white guys ass man! Yee Haw mother fucker, ride that boy!""
When he looked up, our eyes met for a few seconds. Smiling at me, he placed his hands on his hips before he spoke. "You must love that dark-skinned piece of meat up your ass bro the way you were moaning! "I could hear you the minute I walked in front door! I knew Julio was fucking someone again! Guess you love wetback cock dude! Whatever floats your boat I always say! No judgement here bro!"
I'll leave you two love birds' alone asshole," he then directed at Julio! "But you better hurry up and get your nut before the boss comes around!"
Thankfully, I then watched him turn and walk out of the room.
Julio was getting close again I could tell. Breathing deep like a race horse, I watched as he closed his eyes and furrowed his brow. Squeezing my asshole tighter, I helped his climax work its way up from his ball sack. Within seconds, he grabbed me tighter and pushed his crotch against my hips and stopped. Over and over he grunted in my ear as he shot off squirt after squirt of cum deep within me.
He laid atop me for a few minutes after he had cum and I took advantage of the moment. I rubbed his back affectionally and kissed the side of his face as he cooled down. Not like our first time together where he jumped off me to allow his friends a chance at me. This time we cuddled like lovers. I was taken back when he raised his head and wanted to kiss me. For a few minutes, we exchanged spit as I sucked his tongue.
Hearing a loud boom from something being dropped elsewhere in the house, he raised up and began pulling his limp cock from me. My ravaged hole allowed a large amount of cum to escape me before I could squeeze it shut. Liquid ran down between my butt cheeks and dripped on the trap under me.
I watched him tower over me with his limp shinny cock hanging down at me. I swear that one eyed snake was smiling at me! All too quickly he reached for his pants and began to pull his underwear back on. As I raised up from the floor, the tarp under me stuck to my sweaty back. Drywall dust now covered my damp body and I looked like I was working here myself.
Finally standing up, I stretched the kinks from my back. Julio had his pants back on and had begun to lace his boots back up. Figuring that was my sign to get going, I picked up my sweats and pulled them on. As I slipped my boots back on, Julio stepped over to the window again and grabbed his piss bottle. Again, without any guiltiness, he lowered his pants and pissed in the bottle. Watching him this time, he filled it to the very top before he stopped. Sitting the bottle back on the window ledge, he zipped his pants up before he started looking for something. I watched as he found the bottle top on the floor. Screwing it back on tightly, he stepped over and presented it to me.
I took it with pride as he extended his other hand for a shake. With a pat on my shoulder and a grin, he moved back to the far wall and began sanding again.
I placed the warm bottle up under my sweats pant leg as I walked down the hallway to exit the place. That's when I saw the white guy who walked in on us. Bent over and working on wiring an outlet, the crack of his ass was visible. I took a moment to admire his beefy ass as any cock hound would do. It was obvious he was an electrician as he worked the wires.
"Hey man, you two done back there," escaped his lips as he stood up and faced me?
"You have any idea where his friends are today," I asked figuring he already knew my secret?
"Yeah man, the other two were sent on a run by the boss man. They'll be back maybe in a half hour I figure. You looking to take them both on also?"
"Yeah," I answered shyly as I looked away from him glancing around the room.
"You're the first dude I've seen those guys fuck with. Usually it's some kind of ugly crack whore who takes them on. You're a definite upgrade for those assholes. How the fuck did they wrangle you into something like this? They're like a pack of wolves, always fuck together!"
"Yeah, I know, right" I snickered as he laughed along with me. "I took on all three of them last Monday. Never done anything like that before. In fact, it was my first time with Mexicans. Kinda admit I liked it!"
"I know they'll be pissed if you leave before they get here. Those fuckers are always horny. Half the time they disappear to jerk off in a closet. Your welcome to hang with me till then," he offered.
"Nah, I got to get back to work," I answered as I turned and started to walk away. As I made my way into the sunlight and the cooler air, I felt the worse was behind me. Just as I hit the driveway, I heard him yell behind me.
"Yo dude, hold up there!"
Wanting to get away quickly, I knew the respectful thing was to stop and listen to him. So, as I did so and turned his way, he walked up on my quickly. Leaning in close to me he asks,
"How much you charge for your services man," he asked? I got a brother in law that's in need of some regular pussy. My sister aint meeting his sexual needs he tells me. He doesn't want to fuck around with a chick. He considers that cheating. He's been to prison before so he's gotten a taste for manhole. I think he'd like to take you on. He's a fucking prick if you ask me. Asshole doesn't work or support his three kids! Tatted up with a shaved head. Biker type, sound like someone you'd partner with?"
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