In a split second Brad was on my back. Reeling from the blow to the side of my head I was stunned momentarily. In a dazed state Brad was able to snake his right arm under my neck and started to apply pressure. My windpipe was cut off and I gasped for breath. I had been down this road with Jake when he sucker grabbed me. I knew to move my neck into the "V" of Brads bent arm to be able to breath. As I caught my breath I ran escape ideas through my head. I felt Brads cock hardening against my butt cheeks. He went to humping my crack and barking in my ear. "Mother Fucker, hold still and give up that ass to me as easy as you did for Jake. You prefer his cock to mine? You sweet on him already? I'll admit he's got a way of breaking in the new yard dogs that walk through the prison doors. Feel how big that sausage I have is getting; man I can't wait to tap your cop ass. Never fucked me a cop before. Shit fucker, after I get done with you Jake isn't going to matter. You'll want me up inside your pussy. This is something I'm going to brag about for the rest of my life!" His breath smelled foul to me, as I had to listen to his twisted words. I felt his other arm drop over my back and down to my hips. He rubbed my butt cheek and commented on how hairy I was down there. His hand parted my cheeks and fingered my crack. "Dam bitch, your cracks wet and slimy. Next time we fuck, you clean that up for me first." He jerked my head back as he asked, "You listening to me bitch?" I felt him grip his own cock and point its hardness into the deepest part of my butt cheeks. Just as his cock head hit my sore ass ring I felt him relax his arm around my neck for just a fraction of a second. I knew this was my chance to fight back. I felt his big hard cock slip up inside me and I knew this was it. I wasn't going to allow him to fuck me! I drew my arm back, and with my elbow stabbed him as hard as I could in his ribs. I knew by the way he gasped for air that I had knocked the wind out of him. I twisted my body quickly to the right and we both rolled off the side of the bed onto the floor. A loud "thump" was heard along with a moan from Brad as my weight lay atop him. His arm dropped from my neck and I bent my legs under me and raised my hips. His long cock slipped from my hole as I jumped to my feet. I was on an instant rush as my eyes scanned the room for anything I could us in my defense. I felt Brad moving under my legs and he grabbed my calf. He jerked me off my feet and I fell onto the other bed. I rolled across it and was on my feet again as I saw him jump up. We eyed each other for a second before he pointed at me and shouted, "You dead bitch!" Again my eyes scanned the area as quickly as I could looking for anything. A glass ashtray from the nightstand flew towards me. As I ducked he jumped across the bed and slammed my body against the wall behind me. A picture fell off the wall and the glass broke. My fists went to punching on him in any place I could connect. I'll admit he landed a few on me that made me eyes water from the pain. The lamp on the nightstand broke and the stand itself fell forward. Somehow I managed to shove him backwards onto the bed behind us. In a flash I was able to leap towards the small kitchen. Before me on the counter, just below eyesight from the ledge that separated the rooms, was my revolver. As he was jumping to his feet again I grabbed for my Glock firearm. Training kicked in faster then I ever thought it could as I gripped my pistol with both hands and pointed it at him. He didn't seem to care and rushed me that much faster. In slow motion two shots fired from my gun. I saw the first round pierce the center of his chest, followed by the second round that hit his shoulder. The force of the bullets knocked him back across the bedroom and down on the floor. He lay in the area were the fight began. If you have ever fired a gun in a closed environment, you know how loud it is. You ears will ring for days from the impact. All I heard right after the shots were fired was silence. Dead silence. It took a few minutes for reality to kick in for me. The thing that brought me back was the smell of gun power in the air. As my cop mind came back online I gripped my pistol in true defense mode. The TV sound slowly filled the room again. I moved slowly towards Brad's body. Standing over him I knew he was dead. My eyes took notice of his still wet cock that had just been inside me. Blood ran off his body onto the floor. Just then I heard the toilet flush in the bathroom. How could I have forgotten about Jake? Slowly I moved my pointed out stretched arms towards the closed bathroom door. My legs spread in a classic ready for action stance, I waited for what happened next. Ever so easy the bathroom door squeaked open. He slowly stuck his head out the door and scanned the room. Seeing me he hesitated for a second and raised his hands halfway up in the air. "Never liked that fucker in the first place," he spoke. "Figured you shot him, not the other way around. Glad to see you standing there," he went on. "I didn't want a cop killing on my hands." "Shut the Fuck up," I shouted at him as I held my gun on him. I guess he could see the rage in my eyes as he looked at me. "I should shoot you right in your tracks for fucking me," I roared! There was a long silence before anything was said by either of us. We both just stared at each other. I couldn't believe it when I saw him take a step towards the heap of cloths that were piled beside the front door. "Stop right their mother fucker," I shouted at him! He looked at me but continued to slowly move to the cloths. Standing beside them he asked, "You going to let me get dressed so I can get the fuck out of here before someone calls the law about that gun shots? I kind of shook my head in disbelief not believing I heard him say those words. "Are you on crack or something to think I'm going to let you get dressed and walk out of here," I asked? He smiled at me and bent down and grabbed his underwear. "You're going to let me walk out of here officer, you don't know it yet, but listen to what I have to say." I watched as he pulled his shorts up his legs. Just before he pulled them fully up he looked at me. "Take a good look at this cock that's been inside you officer. Beauty aint it! Made you moan like a bitch in heat didn't it? He lifted his low hanging balls and again smiled. "The continents of these puppies are swimming in your guts as you well know." He pulled the underwear fully on and adjusted their placement as I watched him. "I fucked you and I'm dam proud of that." Standing and looking at me again he went on. "Be a shame to have to take a DNA sample from my nuts and compare it to the cum that's in your butt officer. See the way I got this figured is my nuts just got me a `get out of jail free card. 'You keep me here till the rest of your buddies arrive and that's the first thing out of my mouth. "Officers we had willing sex together, ask him!" You see I get a lawyer and he twists my story to where you offered me your ass to fuck. Who you think people will believe, you or me? None of your State Trooper buddies is going to believe you allowed a con to fuck you unless you wanted it. Just think about that being played over the evening news in these parts. Gay officer having sex with an escaped con, man will that get front page coverage!" I think I had to force my jaw closed hearing him say what he said. I pointed my gun at him again and wanted to squeeze off a round so bad right then. He just looked at me as if he was daring me too. Either he was smart or stupid as hell but he continued to get dressed. Something, maybe being a law officer made me gain control again and not shoot him. I moved slowly towards him keeping a close eye on his actions. He had his shorts on and was digging his foot in his boots as I watched. "We got a deal officer," he asked? "I walk away, no one knows of what happened between us. You keep your honor, I keep the memories of being the first to bust your cherry." I didn't answer, but as you know silence is answering in itself. Turning his back to me he reached for the doorknob. I watched as the old door opened slightly. He peeked through the crack in the door and checked if anything was happening outside. I took in his body fully for the first time. My eyes ran over his back and down his hips. I studied the man I had sex with. Turning back to me he spoke, "No ones showed up yet, time for me to go." "Hope you and I meet again someday and we can get to know each other again." He gripped his crotch and smiled a very sexy smile. "Tell me something officer, just between you and me now," he asked? I nodded my head as I still held him at gunpoint. "It wasn't that bad for you was it, I mean between you and I. You enjoyed yourself some. A man doesn't moan like you did if he didn't enjoy it, right."
I didn't answer him. "Figured as much," he said. "A guy like you can't admit that right? My only regret here is that I don't have time to pump your ass again one more time for the road." With that said he blew me a kiss and eased himself out the door and was gone. I stood there in silence as my mind raced. Seeing my uniform on the floor I moved towards it and got dressed. As I dressed I put the puzzle together as to how I was going to report this and how I was going to get myself through this fucked up mess in one piece. In my white tee shirt and uniform pants I headed through the doorway and out into the light of day. The surrounding area looked so very different then it did in the darkness last night. The area was beautiful, peaceful and clam. Totally different then the feeling from the room I just left. My patrol car was parked along side the cabin. I made my way to the dirt lane and looked up and down the road for Jake. I knew I was wrong in letting him leave, but inside I knew I had no choice. I saw the motel office up the lane and moved quickly towards it. As I moved the wetness between my butt cheeks reminded me of Jake. My crack was a breeding ground for his leaking slim. The small motel seemed empty of any guests other then myself. No cars were in front of any of the cabins. It seemed as though no one heard the shots I fired. Getting to the front door of the office I pulled the screen door open and ran in fast. Behind the desk was an old man who jumped in fear when I rushed in. Shouting at the top of my voice I told him to call the State police there had been a shooting in one of his rooms. Not waiting for any questions I ran back out and down to the room I left. Walking in I used my police eye to scan the room for anything that didn't look right. I had to make sure everything was exactly as I was going to tell it. I walked over to Brad's body and felt if he did have pulse. He did not. Looking at the bed I could see a large wet spot on the sheet where I had been fuck. The wetness was from cum that leaked from me. I quickly ran to the bathroom and wet a large towel. Bunching it up as if it had been used, I tossed it on the bed where the wet spot was. I hoped it would cover and evidence that was there. It seemed like forever before I heard a police car siren. Walking outside I stood and waited my fate. My whole life ran through my mind in those few minutes. Positive comments to Dogbone421@aol.com (mailto:Dogbone421@aol.com)