"Copping Around"
Chapter 5
Sitting alone in a patrol car waiting for some excitement is a large part of my shift. Tonight, as usual, I'm parked in the medium between four lanes of fast traffic. With my radar gun positioned for north bound traffic, I wait for the flash and warning beep of an offender. With the driver's window down and my arm atop the windows ledge, the coolness of the evening wind is refreshing. The smell of diesel exhaust lingers in the air as I sip on my coffee. I'm always entertained by the drivers who slam on their brakes when they finally see me hidden in the medium. If I had a dollar for every time, I witnessed that reaction, I wouldn't be sitting here fighting the urge to piss!
When there's a lull in the traffic, my mind drifts back to the events of this morning. As I rubbed my eyes in disbelief at the things my dick can talk me into, a flashback of today looped behind my closed eyes.
"Yeah man, I'd like love to help out your brother in law," I recall answering. "Sure, sounds like the type I'm attracted to! But as you can see, I've got more dick then I can handle right now! Heavy nut sack huh?"
He was quick to answer saying he bitched all the time he wasn't getting enough action.
"Kind of puts me in a tuff position seeing how it's my own sister," he laughed! I was taken aback when he then asked, "You in the military or something," as he put his hand up to shield his eyes from the bright sun?
"Hah," came quickly from me as I tried to change the subject. "Just like to keep myself in shape and looking clean cut. The old man raised me that way!"
"Well I know one thing, you can do better than those assholes your fucking around with," he blurted out! "I personally don't understand the attraction but I respect your need and lifestyle! If I didn't, I wouldn't be trying to hook you up with Steve. After a few beers, all he can talk about is the tightness of a dude's asshole compared to a stretched-out cunt after child birth. Me, I don't understand how one man can lust after another man's shithole! But, looking at a dude like you makes me think he might be on to something. This way at least he wouldn't be making more babies he can't afford! That is if you're willing to start something with him. He wants a regular and steady agreement with a dude. Someone he can count on to be around."
Stepping back from me and bending down, he grabbed a paper strip that was ripped from a drywall bundle that was on the ground. Reaching in his tool belt, he pulled out a pencil and started writing something down.
"This here is his number," he said as he continued to write. "When you get tired of their bullshit, give him a call," he said as he handed me the piece of paper! "I'll give him the heads up that you might call, so don't wait too long to decide!"
As a loud alarm beeps from the radar indicator, I'm brought back to reality as I focus on the digital display. 85 in a 65-speed zone, I grin with excitement as I drop the cruisers transmission in gear and floor it! This is the moment all law enforcement waits for!
When my back up patrol car arrived, (regulation procedure with all the craziness in the world) it was the newest recruit/rookie added to the department. All full of testosterone and cockiness, he was definitely full of himself! Reminded me a lot of myself back then! Back when I thought I could hide my need for cock behind my badge. It doesn't take long to learn that my kind aren't wanted in this line of work. You learn quick to pump up your masculinity and talk trash. From the locker-room talk I've overheard for years, my safety would be in jeopardy if it was ever found out.
Assisting in the pull over, he handled the passenger side of the car while I focused on the driver's side. While I ran the driver's information from my patrol car, I watched him interview the occupants of the vehicle. With his arm resting on top of the car as he leaned down to talk thru their window, his beautiful ass was on full display to me. Lit brightly by my spot lights atop my cruiser, you could tell it was prime pickings for an ass bandit! As thoughts of a redneck dude pounding his ass into the pavement run thru my mind, I was reminded of the first time I was taken while in uniform. Years prior to tonight, I learned how prized it was to a straight guy to bag a cop's ass! Especially one in full uniform!
Long before it was required to have back-up, it was much easier to get my ass plowed. Stopping a vehicle and working out a deal to get out of a violation was something you always had as an option. Especially when I was craving cock in the worst way. Dozens of times I allowed myself to be bent over the trunk of my cruiser taking a pounding by a dude who needed a break. Now days with these big fucking SUV's, a guy like me has to stand as he's fucked shitless!
God fucking dam, I mumbled as I continued to stare at his fine-looking ass as he rocked back and forth. Bent over and stretching the fabric of his pants, I could see the rings of his boxer briefs thru the material just above his knees. Lord it took me back to when I was fresh out of the academy and just off probation. My first week driving alone I thought I was the shit! Young, good looking and looking polished and crisp in new uniforms, the world was mine. But that all changed when I pulled over this eighteen-wheeler around 2 AM on Friday night. Traffic was nonexistent at that time of night on the feeder road to the four lanes. He was lost, looking for a short cut back to the interstate when I lit him up. Noticing his trailer lights were out, I sized on the opportunity to start filling my violation quota.
Making him get out of his rig do my checks, he stood with his arms folded defiant looking. Tall and lanky, he was dressed in a white wife beater and grease stained blue jeans. I instantly caught that his zipper was down inviting anyone in. Hillbilly and back woods acting filled my head with preconceived notions as he talked and I checked his paperwork.
"Why you guys always gotta fuck with us trucker," he blurted out as I asked to see his log book?
"I'm not picking on you guys sir," I answered back as he moved to climb up into his cab to fetch the logs! I couldn't help but watch his ass in those tight jeans as he climbed up to retrieve what I asked for. The smell of hot tires and exhaust filled my nostrils as I stared up at him.
"Sure, seems like it to me," he hollered from high above me!
As he climbed back down and handed me what I requested, he stood with his hands on his hips. He proceeded to bitch that he didn't need another ticket and that surely, he and I could figure out some kind of compromise.
Listening but acting like I didn't, I took his license and walked back to my car to run his information. I watched him intently thru my windshield as I waited for his stats to come back. I was then shocked to see him undo the top of his jeans and pull them down below his hips. Without a care in the world, he grabbed his cock started pissing on the tire nearest to the cab. I could see the blackness of the wet tire shine as he watered the wheel. His white ass shinned brightly in the intense light I hit his rig with. I had to shake my head at his boldness as I considered if I should charge him with public indecency. Mesmerized, I watched his high arch as it left his body and splatter against the tire. Not the least bit shy about me seeing his junk, he shook it off blatantly as he turned looking towards my car. Then he started walking my way with his pants pulled up slightly. With his cock still visible, I was really taken back by his boldness. When he moseyed up to my open window, he shook his limp cock around as my eyes followed. He could sense my vulnerability and acted on it quickly!
"Got a feeling about you officer," came next from him as he started removing his tee shirt. To be safe, I dropped my right hand and flipped the snap on my gun holster. Wiping the sweat from his hairy chest, he tossed the shirt at me.
"You reek of new officer smell kid. Out here defending laws most people don't care about anymore. Putting your life on the line. Got you at the low end of the pay grade. Aint easy out here alone, I get all that. I'm sort of in the same shoes myself. Drive this rig for little money. Always on the road. I get lonely and in need of companionship. Figure a young buck like you is the same way. Midnight shift, no sleep and you can't find the kind of action you really want. I might be wrong but I think by your roaming eye you're in need some cock! Aint no shame in admitting that," he was quick to add!
"Hell, out here on the road, I'll fuck anything to get off. It's been five days since I fucked someone. I'm on the bone so bad my nuts are hurting. You're a handsome officer and I'd take great pride busting my nuts up your ass. A good looker like you don't come my way often. So now you know I'm willing, the rest is up to you. I got a nice bunk in my sleeper, large enough for two dudes to knock one off quick like!"
Before I could get mad or think, he babbled on! "I like younger guys ass, and the fact you're a cop makes you more desirable to me," he bragged! "Watching you walk away earlier, fuck man does yours scream your ripe for the pickings. I saw you checking out my crotch with my zipper down. Kind of my test for cock hounds like yourself."
Leaning down and placing both his forearms on my window sill, he looked at me with lustful eyes and a shit eating grin. "What say you and I get to know each other better? I could use a good piece of ass and by the looks of yours in those loose new uniform pants you'll do just fine!"
I took a deep breath and then barked at him to fasten his pants before someone came driving by! "Get back over to your truck," I then commanded trying to still contain control over the situation. "I'm doing an investigation here asshole! And you're not cleared yet! I'm the officer in charge here and I'm ordering you to get back to your vehicle!"
Slowly rebuttoning my holster and moving my hand away from my gun, I watched him walk away. I sat there running all kinds of scenarios thru my head. I swore when I put on this uniform, I'd never do something stupid like I was thinking of doing right now. But I was tired, sleep deprived and in need of some human contact. For months I'd been using my hand to get off with. My asshole craved some attention and opportunities like this didn't present themselves often to me.
"Fuck, fuck, think this thru," I commanded myself as I gripped the steering wheel tightly. Looking in my rearview mirror, I scanned behind and alongside the shoulder of the road. Drawing his tee shirt up to my noise, I inhaled the scent of a working man. Then slowly I reached over and killed my overhead lights. Instantly the red and blue glow they cast stopped. Starting to sweat in the airconditioned car, I sat there for almost five minutes before I turned off the engine and tossed my hat in the passenger seat. As I got out of my patrol car, I could see him start to climb up into his cab.
"Cock sure asshole aint he," I thought to myself as I walked towards the idling semi! He'd left the driver's side door standing wide open beckoning me in climb up. The dim glow of the interior lights cast a haunting shadow on the pavement below as I stepped on the foot rail.
I climbed up into the truck clumsily, (being my first time at this,) but something I would learn to prefect over time. The interior of the vehicle smelled of old cigarette smoke and male sweat. Already naked with his back to me, he spoke as he tossed cloths and a disheveled blanket from his bunk.
"It aint much officer, but its home! I've fucked many a guy in this here old bunk! No complaints so far I have you know!"
"Let's get you out of that uniform copper and get down to fucking business," he casually said as he then crawled up on his bunk. Stuffing a pillow behind his head, he laid back looking at me with his legs spread wide as he spoke.
"That is unless you want to suck on the end of my pecker and let me bust my nut down your throat? Guaranteed to chock you for sure! But to be honest, I prefer to slide my dick up your cunt, breed you natural like!"
"Nah, sucking dick was never my thing," I shyly answered as I undid my gun belt and sat it in his driver's seat."
"Sure, thing officer, fucking your ass it is!"
"Glad to see you came to your senses," he then said super cocky sounding! "You had me worried at first my charm had failed on you! I've got a reputation as a silver-tongued asshole when it comes to getting in a dude's pants! Don't have many failures," he bragged as he began to jerk on his soft cock!
In a moment of regret and worry, I sought out his compassion on the situation I'd got myself into.
"I've never done this before on patrol guy. In fact, it's been a really long time since I allowed anyone to fuck me," I confessed as I looked at him! "You will be my first as a law officer," I said as the sound of Velcro from my vest tabs filled the cab. A guy like me needs to be extra careful preparing to do this job," I confessed. "They interview my family, neighbors and friends!'
"No shit," he said as he sat up and reached for something on a small table by the bed. "I'll go easy on you officer at first. Glad you trust me to be your first in uniform! Hot dam, a young rookie who's almost virgin again, double fucking points" he laughed quickly as he squirted lube on his junk! Laying back with his cock beginning to point straight out, he motioned me towards him as I stepped out of my pants and underwear. "Tee-shirt off also big boy," he commanded of me! "I want your first time with a real man to be special."
Needless to say, the piercing of my asshole hurt like hell! I'd forgotten how tuff it was to take a hard dick! He did go easy to get me stretched out some, but after that he fucked me hard. I really needed this and relaxed the more I got into the act. He could feel my resistance subside and let me know with a soft whisper. Relinquishing control to another dude was hard but the feeling he was giving me over ruled any preconceived rules I had!
When he shot his load, it was epic to me! My ass was juicy and irritated the rest of my shift. Without means of taking a shit soon afterwards, I was forced to hold his load till the effects of breeding with him subsided. Hooking up with my fellow officers at a diner after shift, I worried I smelled of him as we drank coffee and bull-shitted. He would fuck me fast and hard and then ramped down and work my hole slowly. Wanting to edge instead of shooting in me too quickly, we worked up a hot and steamy atmosphere inside the small confines of the cab. The air conditioning was having a hard time keeping the windows from fogging!
I begged him a couple of times to hurry and nut me because I had to get back on patrol. Gripping his bunk sheet with my fists as he hammered my ass into the mattress, I was moaning like a bitch in heat. He'd bite the side of my neck and suck on me hard to stifle my cries to rush things. The animalistic nature of doing that drove me wild! Pushing my ass back against him instantly, he knew what he was doing! For several more minutes I'd submissively lay under him and offer no resistance. When I'd panic again, he'd repeat the biting and sucking and I'd be lost in his control again.
"That's some good pussy on you kid, "he breathed heavily in my ear! "I love how good lawmen smell when their taking dick! Fresh showered, always a deodorant or aftershave smell fills my nostrils as I'm pounding your guys ass! Always grade "A" pussy in my book!" Followed by grunt after grunt after grunt!
In the end I was covered in his sweat as I pulled my uniform back on. My tee shirt and underwear stuck to my damp skin as I rushed to get dressed. He took great pride in watching me. Kicked back on his bunk basking in afterglow, his limp wet dick was evidence he was the conqueror here. With a cocky attitude he advised me my uniform pants were too loose on me. With his arm behind his head while scratching his limp hanging sack, he offered some advice.
"Kid, you need to show off that good-looking ass of yours! Take them loose fitting fucking pants to a tailor or your mom and get them taken in. If you're going to continue to take dick out here on the road, you need to advertise your best asset! I can tell you right now, you're a truck driver's dream fuck. A big muscled up law man like you will be a big hit among us drivers. I can tell you right now I'm going to brag about this fuck!"
A sense of pride came over me but at the same time a fear of exposure came with it! When I opened the door, I extended my hand in friendship as he moved towards me. "Thanks for allowing me to be your first in uniform," he said as he gripped my hand hard! He then pulled my note pad from my front pocket along with my pen. "This here is my phone number," he said as he wrote it down. "Two weeks from now I'll be rolling thru this area again. Give me a call if you want a repeat of tonight. I'll get us a room and we can do things the right way," he grinned as he replaced the pad back where it came from and patted my breast pocket. As I pulled away, he was standing leaning against his rig again, buck naked and pissing like a race horse!
After the guilt and the fear factor of getting caught subsided, I called the asshole one lonely night while I was sitting in my cruiser. Of course, he was glad to hear from me again and wanted to hear me beg I wanted to get fucked again. Of course, we agreed to hookup. Just hearing his voice boned me up instantly and I knew I'd done the right thing. Having kept his tee shirt, I inhaled his scent nightly when I was feeling lonely in the patrol car.
When he arrived in town, he called me after he got us a motel room. I was waiting at home, biting my nails and pacing the floor in anticipation of things to come. A little after 7 PM, my phone rang and I sprang into action. Driving about five miles to his room, my uniform for the nightshift was folded up on the passenger side seat. My tall black boots stood at attention in the floorboard.
I parked my cruiser in the back of the motel and it was hidden well as the darkness of night came quickly. Carrying my uniform and boots in with me, it would be a change I'd make into just before I left for shift at 10:30 PM.
He was ready and waiting for me when I knocked on his door. Answering it in his underwear while smoking a cigarette, he welcomed me in. Bragging he hadn't fucked in days; we didn't waste any time getting down to business! He bred me three different times, pounding me into the mattress in both positions. After two fucks, I took a shower just before leaving figuring he was spent by now. But the asshole got so excited when I was in full uniform, he found enough ball juice to get it up one more time! "Man, does that make your ass look good," he bragged! He took great pride that I had followed his advice and had my uniforms pants altered.
When I left there, I was sore and exhausted! I was truly not prepared mentally for a long nine-hour shift. I wanted to stay and spend the night with him but duty called. We continued our sexual hookups for several months thereafter. Each time we connected at a motel and he fucked me senseless. No strings fucking was what we both wanted. He convinced me to take my only two-week vacation and ride shotgun in his rig with him! Driving up and down the east coast was an amazing journey! We fucked constantly and I spent most of my time in nothing more than my gym shorts for ease of access! Just stopping for diesel somewhere, we'd end up in the bunk spooning and fucking like teenagers. He introduced me to Truckstop showers and the pleasure a guy like me could find in them. Gang fucked by two or three guys in a small shower stall became something I sought out! It was something he liked to watch as he stood lookout. Afterwards, he always added his load to the sloppiness of the others.
For a young officer, I learned a lot in those two weeks. Returning home, I hated to go back to work and hide my lifestyle again. It didn't take long for me to realize I was a bottom and reveled in taking another man's seed. Thoughts of chicks or ever having my own kids quickly left my mind. Cocks and ball sacks now consumed my thoughts. It didn't take long for this officer to realize a cop's ass was a prized trophy by many a hardworking man. I used it to my advantage now but always feared getting caught!
I focused my eyes on the new recruit's crotch when he broke my day dreaming by walking towards my vehicle. My eyes were drawn to his zipper line. I wanted to know which way he placed his junk in his pants, just one of those things I notice in a guy. As the impression of a lump appeared to the right, I knew he dressed as I did. Walking up to my window, he started his constant bragging.
"Yo brother, how's your pecker hanging," he blurted out as he leaned into my window. With coffee on his breath, he gloated,
"Fucked my girlfriend hard last night buddy," he bellowed as he punched my shoulder! "My nuts were backed up three days' worth! You know what kind of wad I shot my friend," he laughed! "Slimmed that pussy good brother! The bitch allows me to get at her unprotected so you know it was good pussy! Wanta smell the end of my pecker," He yelled as he grabbed his belt buckle?
"Fuck you rookie," I barked at him as I gave him the middle finger!
"How about you dude, you been getting any pussy or are you still using Rosie five fingers," he then asked concerned sounding?
Tired of his consistent asking about my love life, I made up a quick story about a chick I banged before work today! Using details obtained from my ass fucking earlier, I switched up the roles and made myself the aggressor. Going on about how I rode her pussy and shot my load deep, I could tell it got his blood pumping. Casually adjusting his crotch at my eye level, I could tell he had a short sex fuse. I knew someday a cocky law breaker would manipulate him and snake his cock up his ass!
"Dude, congratulations finally," he laughed! "I know she must have been one lucky bitch to get to bed down with you!"
"You could find out sometime kid," I shot right back at him as I laughed extra hard!
As he went on about more details, I didn't want to know about his girl's pussy. I was more interested in the details of his cock and balls as he described how hard he was and horned up. It was like we were two rosters in a small hen house! Each one bragging about our conquest when the other took a breath.
When I got home after shift, I did my usual routine of stripping off my uniform and walking around the house in my underwear. The cool air-conditioned air felt refreshing on my exposed skin. There's nothing worse than wearing a bullet-proof vest that will save your life but at the same time will cook your ass on a hot day! Heading for the fridge for a much-deserved beer, I'm like a deer in headlights when I see that piss bottle sitting on the center shelf. Beckoning like a cold drink just sitting there, I'm reminded I placed it there after I got home this afternoon! Both sets of my toes curled back as I recall drinking its contents. When I got home this afternoon from my amazing ass pounding, I had stripped off my damp sweat pants as soon as I entered my kitchen. Grabbing that piss bottle from my pant leg before I stepped out of them, I placed it on my counter. Standing there, nude in front of the window, my limp pecker looked as melted as the rest of me felt! Again, stinking like a dick whore, a shower was on my mind as I got a cold coke out of the fridge. But just before I popped the top, my eyes drifted back to that bottle on the counter.
Walking back over and grabbing it up, I examined it fully. Never before did I possess a bottle of another man's piss. I'd seen countless alongside the road or atop a trashcan at the gas station and wondered what kind of dick was placed against the opening. Taunting a guy like me to pick it up and hold another man's piss vessel and examine his urine. This one in my hand now, I knew for sure who made its content. I marveled at the liquid thru the clear walls of the bottle as I turned it around. Still warm and heavily tinted yellow, I held it in my hands like a trophy!
Looking around instinctively like a thief before I unscrewed the cap, I sniffed at its content like a dog. All the nerve endings in my body stood on their ends as the scent of filled my noise. Without any negative thoughts or hesitation, I took a small taste in my mouth and switched it around. As if I was a wine connoisseur, I savored the notes of the liquid like I had done this a thousand times before!
Swallowing it slowly, I truly got the taste of the man it was made by. Taking a larger swig next time, I relished it in the moment. Truly a new part of me was being awakened within as I screwed the lid back on tightly. Wiping my lips and grinning a crooked smile, I felt like a pervert. But it was a great feeling as I put the rest in my fridge. Thank god no one else accessed my fridge but me I thought as I closed the door and headed for the shower.
Now, here I stood looking at the bottle once again! Grabbing it along with a cold beer, I placed them both on the counter. Unscrewing the cap on the beer bottle first, I took a big drink and belched afterwards. Leaning on the counter with both arms, I started down at the piss bottle wondering if I should again. Where these thoughts of wanting to drink another man's, piss were coming from I didn't know. But they were surfacing quickly and I couldn't stop myself!
Figuring I'd already drank from it and let the man slim my bowels, the risk was already taken. Within in seconds I'd grabbed the bottle and started swigging it down. Stopping to only breath and swallow, I finished off the contents before I chickened out.
Acting like I'd just drank a bottle of testosterone, I found myself suddenly flexing my arms like a body builder! A loud roar escaped my mouth as I felt the power of his liquid run thru my veins. Instantly my pecker started to come alive and I headed to my bedroom with the bottle in hand. Placing it in my remembrance/underwear drawer for keepsake, I knew it would bring back fond memories for years to come! With my pecker now poking at the top of my underwear band, I moved to my bed to jerk off a much-needed load. As I turned back the blanket and sheet, I noticed the strip of paper that was given to me earlier laying on my night stand.
It wasn't until Monday of the next week that I went back to the construction site. I was rewarded with all three being there this time. Again, it was a hot and super humid day so the sex was sweaty and animalistic feeling. I took on all of them, getting fucked like the in-heat bitch I was. Each carrying a nut sack that was begging to be emptied. Of course, Julio had become my favorite to breed with and I give him the better fuck. Working with him biting and sucking on his neck, I milked the load out of his large ball sack. He was the last to get at me and wanted us to move to another room to fuck. On my back like last time, he drilled my ass as we looked into each other's eyes. Holding his sweaty body tightly, I encouraged him on as I whispered in his ear. Kissing the side of his unshaven face after sucking on his Adams apple, I wanted him to know I wanted this with him!
After blowing a thick load deep within me, we cuddled as his breathing returned to normal. I felt like a connection was developing between us as we kissed and exchanged saliva. When he finally crawled off me and got up, I stared up at his limp cock and low hanging nuts. Glistening with sweat like he had oiled his body; I took pride in breeding with him! Quickly walking away from me, I placed my arms behind my head and relaxed. I took in the moment as I stared at the ceiling of someone's bedroom someday, I lost myself in the lust of the moment.
"Fuck dude, your shitter is coated with three different men's dick snot and your loving it! It doesn't get any better than this! The problem is, who's the kids' father," I snickered to myself as I sat up!
Moisture from my forehead ran down into my eyes and stung. I wiped the sweat from my face and I slung it across the floor. My ass felt like I'd taken a baseball bat up into my guts as I tried to stand. With a deep-seated moan, I eased myself up onto one knee before getting up. I was becoming an expert with these guys at clinching my asshole tighter to keep the ball slime within me.
As I bent back and forth to get the kinks out of my back, I saw Julio looking around for another empty bottle. When he found one, he pealed his foreskin back and placed his head against the opening. Instantly a strong stream of yellow liquid started filling the bottle. I kinda worried this might be a repeat of last time, but I watched intently.
When he was done, he shook off the last drop and looked over at me. I quickly turned and grabbed for my gym shorts pulling them on as he walked over to me. Looking at him as he handed the bottle to me, I knew I was being tested again. With a very intense look on his face he stared at me.
"Dude you really got a thing for me drinking your piss don't you," I asked?
Very quickly he put his finger to his lips to encourage me not to speak. He placed his fist in front of me and tilted it back. With his eyebrows furrowed together, I knew what it meant. Taking a deep breath, I tipped the bottle back and started drinking the warm liquid. I did as I did in my kitchen that night, I guzzled it down as quickly as I could. When the last drops dripped into my mouth, I dropped the bottle and looked at him. Instantly a broad smile came across his face as he patted my back! Then pulling me into a super tight hug, he kissed my cheek. Again rubbing my belly as we stood there, I was falling under his spell.
Saturday was my night off and I couldn't stop thinking about them. I'd dropped by the construction site again Thursday and repeated almost exactly what had happened to me Monday. My asshole was really getting a workout by the three of them and I was enjoying every minute of it. Before I left them Thursday, I'd suggested we could connect Saturday night and I could hang out at their motel room and not have to rush things. Of course, they were all for it, each giving the other a high five after the one repeated my offer in Spanish.
On the way over to the motel Saturday, I was relaxed and looking forward to seeing if I could take all they had to offer. I'd never done this before and now that I trusted them, I was willing to let my inner demons loose! My plan was to spend the night if they'd have me and get fucked senseless all night. I'd already jacked off a load last night thinking about getting fucked over and over. Parking my truck in the fast food place across the street, I decided to walk to their place. As I turned the corner, I didn't see their truck. Instantly deflated, I figured they must be out getting some beer or something for tonight. I walked down to their room and knocked but there was no answer. Peering thru the open blinds I saw nothing but well-made beds. None of their cloths or personal items were to be seen.
Confused, and going on my Police instincts, I knew something wasn't right. Walking to the front desk, I rearranged my junk so the lack of underwear on my part wasn't so obvious. Inside I was greeted by a desk clerk behind plex glass. Run down looking and dirty as fuck, I wouldn't stay here I thought to myself. Asking where the tenants of room 1135 were, I was quickly told ICE did a raid on the place and took away all the illegals.
"You a friend or something," she asked with attitude? "Because I got their stuff in the storage shed out back. Fucking ICE leaves everything behind and I gotta be the one who cleans the shit up!"
"Yeah, I'm a friend," I answered still in shock over the news she delivered. All kinds of thoughts ran thru my head. Maybe I should go rescue them was quickly put aside when I remembered who I would be dealing with.
"You wanta grab some of their things," she asked snapping me back to reality? "If not, the shit goes out with the garbage tomorrow." Handing me a key thru the money slot, she told me their things were in a box numbered for their room.
Walking away slowly, I didn't know why I took the key. Heading to where she indicated the structure was, I now moved quickly. Inside I saw dozens of boxes full of people's lives. Spotting the one with their room number on it, I pulled it front and center. Filled with dirty cloths and everything I remember seeing in their room before, I was shocked it had come to this. Instantly I saw Julio's work boots with a pair of his dirty socks stuffed in the top of them. My heart sank as I pulled them from the other stuff. Recognizing them with ease, he would kick them off just before we would fuck. Covered in drywall dust, they were a part of him. Now it was all I feared I would have of our time together. Grabbing them and one of the cowboy hats, I locked the place backup and went back across the street to put them in my truck. Driving back over, I returned the key as I noticed the woman's eyes scan down at my junk and smile!
My heart was at rock bottom when I exited the place. Julio's boots stood tall in my seat next to me almost like he was riding with my now. I grabbed one of his socks and inhaled the scent of the man I'd just bred with a few days ago!
Suddenly I'd remembered seeing my transient fuck friend standing on the corner as I drove over here. Starting my truck, I floored it out of the parking lot. I wanted to hear the details of how all this went down from him.
"Yeah bro, they showed up early Friday morning knocking on everyone's doors," he said as he stood outside my truck door smoking. "Took all three of them away in handcuffs along with a bunch of other people. Once I showed them my ID and they checked it out, they left me alone.
I sat there staring out my windshield as he recanted the whole thing. Listening but not really listening as he rambled on. When he asked me a direct question, I snapped out of my trance.
"You were fucking around with them, right bro" he asked?
"Yeah, couple times," I confessed as I looked down.
"Man, I know them assholes really enjoyed tagging your gringo ass! From the looks of you now I'd say you're going to miss them also. Yo dude, you Ok man," he asked as he rubbed my hairy arm?
As I nodded my head yeah, he popped the question,
"How's about we go back to my place and I make you feel better," he asked? "You look like you could use a good fuck. I've been thinking about getting your ass again. What you say officer, you up for that? Fucked a chick yesterday for fifty dollars but I got some juice left in my right nut if you want it," he laughed! "That fucker always hangs lower!"
"Sure, get in dude, what the fuck," I answered as I started the truck!
"Fuck, who's boots man," he commented as he hopped in? Grabbing the cowboy hat, he put it on instantly. "Yo man, we can role play! I'll be the new cowboy coming into town and you be the pretty damsel in distress!" Spreading his legs wide and gripping his crotch he bellowed, "And of course you give your pussy up to my big fat cock!"
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