I finally finished the domestic call I was sent out on. I was beginning to believe it was going to last all afternoon. Why is it when you plan on an easy workday, it turns out to be busy as hell? As I listened to both complainants' stories, my mind continued to drift. I had something way more important on my mind this morning. My dick head twitched every time my uniform pants moved against my hair trigger cock head. Yeah I was wearing jockey shorts. You have when you're on patrol all day. It was just that my cock head was that sensitive today. I was horned up and in need. Like I said, I finally got both parties to settle down and promise me I wouldn 't have to come back out here today. The threat of going to jail usually works and it did this time. I sat in front of their house filling out paperwork for a while just to be sure things would stay calm. It's always good when they look out the window to still see a patrol car sitting in front of their place. I found myself ever so often rubbing my groin to acknowledge its desires. Finally I knew I had to give in. I sat my forms booklet on the seat and radioed in for lunch. All I could think about was getting some. As I sat and waited for conformation on my request, my cock began to grow. Spreading my legs wide and looking down, I had a large raised lump. I adjusted myself to where my cock was centered, pointing back at my belly. It would be hard to explain if a citizen walked up and I needed to get out of my patrol car. I always had to be ready for anything in this job. Receiving my request, I dropped the car in drive and headed for his apartment. I opened the top two buttons on my shirt as I moved into heavy traffic. The heat of the afternoon sun was already intense. You have no idea how hot an officer can get on a day like this wearing a vest. I could feel myself relaxing already, as I got more comfortable. In this traffic it would take me about fifteen minutes to reach his apartment. Fuck that's half of my lunch break! The only answer was to engage my emergency lights. With one flick of my finger, cars were parting and making way for me. I know I had a hell of a smirk on my face. If only the honest citizens of town knew why I was in a hurry! My hand moved from engaging my emergency siren to lightly tracing the length of my cock as I drove. "That's right bitch, move over," I mumbled out loud! I made record time to his apartment I thought as I killed my lights. Heading down the access road to his complex, I then swung the cruiser through the parking lot. Finding my usual hiding place empty, I parked the patrol car along the building behind some large bushes. I wasn't totally hidden, but I knew I couldn't be seen from the road. I didn't want any of my fellow patrol officers on duty seeing me parked here on a regular basis. I pulled my hat low on my head as I got out of the cruiser. I adjust the front of my uniform pants behind my open door before I start walking. Looking around to see if anyone was outside his or her apartment, I move quickly to the stairs. Climbing to the third floor in fast steps, I prayed I would not pass anyone alone the way. The less I was seen here the better. At the top of the stairs I see the familiar numbers on the door as I approached it. Tipping my head down I knocked lightly on the paint flaking wooden door. Hoping to myself he doesn't have company, through the door I could hear his voice. "Just a minute" ! I heard the floor creak as he walked to the door. The sound of a chain bolt was heard being unleashed and then the doorknob turning. The hinges squeaked loudly as the old door swung open. He stood before me in his bare feet, no shirt on, warring only some loose fitting elastic waist shorts. The shorts were very worn and had seen their better days. The thin material clings to his privates and shows a large wad. An unlit cigarette hung from his lips as he smiled at me. "About time you showed up," he grinned as he stepped aside for me to enter. He hadn't shaved in a few days and was in need of a hair cut. His big upper arms had large tattoos. He always looks like he had just gotten out of bed. Running his fingers through his greasy hair he smiles at me. As I turned away from him he slammed the door shut. The windows were open, but the room was still really hot. He moved close to me and put his big hands on my shoulders and began to rub them hard. "Been wanting this ever since you called this morning," he said. Slipping his arm around my neck he pulled me back against his body. His other hand went to the seat of my pants and he rubbed my cheeks before he patted them hard. "Going to make that tight ass of yours know I been in there my little cop friend," he said as he released me. My cock twitched again hearing him say that. I walked further in the room and looked around. For some reason I always checked to be sure we were alone. Guess it's just the nature of being in law enforcement. His place was always the same. It was a mess with fast food bags and lots of empty beer bottles sitting around. The air was always heavy with stale cigarette smoke. All the switch plates and the area around them on the wall were covered with grimy fingerprints. "It's the usual, I have to rush, I only have about 20 minutes," I said as I turned back to look at him. I started pulling my shirttail from my pants and my tee shirt with it. . He yawned big as he scratched his chest. "You just wake up," I asked him? He nodded his head yes. "Between construction jobs, went back to sleep after you called," he offered up. "You giving up your lunch again to come here," he asked me? "Yeah, it's the only way I can be sure to have a longer stretch of time. Besides I can chow down on a sandwich as I patrol. " As I moved closer to him and I could smell old sweat on him. "Fuck man, feels good to know you do that just so I can get a piece of ass off you," he said as he kissed the air towards my face. He reached down and scratched his cock and balls without thought as we stood there. There was a moment of uncomfortable silence as I continued to look at him. Finally he spoke, "Let me get something cold to drink, hot as fuck in here and get this show on the road." He slowly walked towards the kitchen. He asked how I had been and wanted to know if I had talked to my sister? Dam, Fuck, do I hate it when he mentions her before we hit the sack! I fought my emotions to not get angry! I focused on our impending sex, took a deep breath and yelled back, "I hadn't talked with he!" I could see his cock continuing to swell in his shorts as I looked for his reaction. I have expected him to deflate some hearing no news about her from me. "Can you tell I'm horny," he laughed looking back over at me. Sideways his hard cock looked impressive as always poking out like a sword. "I'm going on back and get ready," I said not waiting on him. I turned and made my way on down the small hallway towards the bedroom. I had been here enough times before and knew my way around. I could hear the beer bottles rattling in the fridge as he slammed it closed. As I entered his bedroom I saw a small osculating fan moving back and forth on his dresser. The room smelled of him and was the usual complete mess. The bed has never been made in all the times I've had been here. The same sheets were always on the bed. Dirty jeans and tee shirts were piled in the floor waiting on someone to wash them. A white sheet nailed to the wall, covered the window and offered us privacy. I knew the drill all to well and started to unbuckle my gun belt. Laying my belt and hat on the dresser I sit on the beds edge to untie my boots. The old bed springs squeaked from my weight. I check out the nightstand beside me. It's covered with dust and an ashtray over flowing with ashes and butts. My eyes scanned the butts, looking for lipstick. Not seeing any I felt an instant feeling of relief. Standing quickly I kick off my boots and unbuttoned and unzipped my uniform pants. I pull off my underwear and pants together leaving them in a heap on the floor. Off comes my shirt next. Unzipping the Velcro strips that hold my vest in place, I feel instant relief from the heat. Nude except for my white tee shirt and my black socks I sit on the edge of the bed and wait for him to appear. Sweat already is rolling off my forehead as I use my arm to dry it. Ever so often the fan shot a blast of hot air towards me. As he walks through the doorway I ask him, "When are you going to clean this room fucking place up?" With a beer bottle in his hand he barks back, "Quit your whining, dam your starting to sound like the ex wife! He put the unlit cigarette in the ashtray as he sat the beer down. He gripped his cock through the fabric of his shorts. "All you need to worry about is this, am I right?" Not answering I watch as he slips the shorts off and he steps out of the pile they make on the floor. He never wares underwear so right away I am looking at the reason I'm here. Dam he always looked so hot. I always had to admire his solid body. It shinned with a glow from the moisture from his sweat. What he lacked in social skills he made up for with that body. All you had to do was look at him and you knew he worked as a block layer. He had a typical construction workers tan line. Dark as hell to his waistline, then white as a ghost the rest the way down. No doughty about it, his upper body was solid. I watched as he stood before me scratching his low hanging sack, drinking the last of the beer out of the bottle. His hairy nut sack hung low and looked bloated. "Man I'm horny as shit here. Bro, you know how happy I was that you called." he spoke as he saw me looking at him. "Been like five days since I got a load out of these," he said as he cupped his balls in his hand. "Last load I dropped was with my own hand, so you know I need to hump. You want to get him wet before I pile drive your ass?" He moved closer to me as I opened my mouth without thought. My one hand moved behind his butt and gripped his strong cheek. The other gripped his hard cock at its base. His thick hairy crotch enveloped my hand. He was the kind of guy who had never trimmed himself any down there before. His nut sack had long strands of black hair. Half way up his hard shaft, hair grew also. Well he was hairy all over, so it fit him. As his cock head slipped into my mouth as my tongue began to wet it. Instantly I tasted old piss as my tongue made laps around his crown. As always his hands moved to the back of my head to hold me in place. "Wet it up good Bro," came from him as I sucked on his cock. Taking him deep caused a low moan to escape his throat. I liked knowing I made him feel so good. My hand explored his full large nuts as I continued to bob up and down on him. Separating his sack with my fingers I could feel the thickness of each nut. Carefully I traced the circumference of each ball and wondered every time why mine were not as big as his. I knew first hand how big his loads were and my two young nephews were proof he was a breeder. "That's enough man," he said as he pulled back from me. "I got a better place to deposit this." As he slipped from my mouth I knew to get in bed. I heard the familiar sound of his night stand being opened. The bed springs squeaked loudly again as I bounced to the center of the bed. "I'm out of condoms again, " he says laughing over at me. It had become almost a joke anymore to mention using condoms with him. By watching the movement of his hand I could tell he was lubing his shaft. Pushing the nightstand drawer closed hard he spoke again. "We should put that conversation to rest. As many times I have been up inside you without one, what does it matter anymore? Am I right man," he asked raising his arms up? Putting my arms behind my head, I had to agree with him. As much as I hated to admit it to myself, he was right. We had never used a rubber yet and I shouldn't expect him to now. It started out as a one-time thing. How did he say it? "Let me fuck you this one time without one, and next time he will use one, he swore! What the fuck was I to do with him already in the saddle ready to go. Now, every time after that he hadn't remembered to buy some. Go figure right.
"Don't get that worried pussy face on me again man, its not like you have to worry about me knocking you up! I've tried enough times already and it hasn' t worked yet," he laughed, as he reached down and rubbed my hairy lower belly.
"So we cool with the natural way from now on," he said real sexy as he crawled into bed? "Your right," I reluctantly answered as he moved atop me. Whispering he said, "You could have stopped me the first time, but you didn' t. You knew you wanted me to dump in you. Its all part of what your kind wants. You'd have my kid if you could bro. You know that, I know that. So no more talk about rubbers between us, were on a mission." Looking up at him he was smiling like proud Alfa male. "Look how dam hard your cock points at your belly button just before I fuck you." "I can tell you like it also as hard as yours gets too," I answered him back! As he lowered himself over my body and I wrapped my arms around his sweaty back he cooed in my ear. "But you know I'd fuck anything with a willing hole. You being my brother in law and a cop on top of that just makes you an even better piece of ass." He always had to have the last word on things and this was no different. He awaited his assault on my hole as I reached between us and guided his cock between my cheeks. Once his cock head found home plate, he took over. A moan escaped my lips and my head jerked back as he entered me. He moved slowly in deep and waited for me to adjust to him. This was the time when I totally submitted to him and gave up all control. I can cut off my cop brain and be like a normal male. Whatever stress I had or worries all disappears. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He knew also as he whispered, "Yeah, relax man, give it up to me. You're the bitch now. Do what you do best." As I rubbed his damp back I hugged him tighter and he knew I was ready. Almost instantly he began his humping. Sweat began to pour off both of us as the squeaking of the bed matched his forward action. We fucked for about a minute before he stopped. He rose up off me and reached for a pillow that was beside my head. I knew to raise my hips as much as I could as he stuffed the pillow under my lower back. Trying a practice hump he looked at me and nodded. "Much better," came from him. He gripped my hard slimy cock in his big hand and jerked me slowly. "See, I can considerate of your needs bro." His ruff callused thumb rubbed the tip of my cock head as he spoke. But I knew why he did that thinking he was appeasing me. Every time that ruff thumb hit my sensitive piss slit, my asshole clinched him tighter on instinct. It was always about his needs in bed. He grinned a big toothy grin at me as he collapsed back onto me. I knew at this angle he always sawed against my prostate and drove me crazy with lust. I was ready and waiting. Sweet ran into my eyes as we started fucking again. My hand ran through the wet hair at the back of his head as my toes curled from the pleasure he gave me. My cock throbbed as he hit my spot over and over as he moved faster in and out of me. Moans and low grunts escaped my mouth. I could smell his underarms and my stale aftershave as the fan blew across us. He began to grunt like a bull himself as the headboard tapped the wall behind us. I was right at the edge of climax and told him so as he continued to fuck. Our lower bodies made sloppy sounds as we continued to make love. Suddenly I was gasping for air and shooting cum from my cock. I knew the squats were coating his lower hair belly. The clinching of my asshole around his cock as I shot was all he needed. He rose up off me as he dug deep and began to dump in me. He placed both his hands on my shoulder blades and pushed me hard into the mattress. That always forced me lower in the bed and arched my hips up higher to him. He always tried to get as deep in me as he could. Quickly I felt the fullness I always feel as he shoots. I could tell it was another large load. Slowly opening my eyes and looking up at him I see total satisfaction across his face. Beads of sweat drip off his noise and chin and wet my undershirt. Slowly releasing the pressure on my shoulders he settles back on his knees. Still connected to each other I feel his cock slip slightly from me. On instinct my hole tries to keep him inside me. Large wads of my white cum drip off his belly onto my balls as he puts his arms behind his head. I see the thickness of his underarm hair as he stretches before me. Big guns bulge on his strong looking arms. He flexes like body builder showing off to me. Dropping his arms he smacks my one butt cheek as he says, "Good piece of ass as always brother in law!" Dropping my legs down onto the mattress, he moves from me. He rolls off on his side and sits on the edge of the bed. I listen as I hear a match being struck and see smoke rising. Turning his head towards me with the lit cigarette in his mouth he asks, "You Ok Bro?" I turn on my side, stuffing a pillow under my head and face him. "Just enjoying the moment man," I answer. "You drained me good fucker. I could fall back asleep if I lay back down," he said as he rubbed my damp tee shirt. I watched as he sucked deeply on the cigarette and blew smoke at the ceiling. "But I have to follow up on a job I heard about later today." "I need to drain the snake," he said as he got up from the bed. He crouched down and grabbed a dirty sock off the floor. He used it to collect the dripping cum I shot on his lower belly and wipe his cock dry. He tossed the sock at my head as I watched his beautiful ass shift from side to side as he moved towards the bathroom. There was a small adjoining bathroom in the bedroom. When he disappeared I put the stained orange sock from his work boots to my noise. I enjoyed our smells mixed together. Hearing a strong piss stream hit the water made me realize I needed to take a leak also. I knew I had to get dressed and get back on patrol quick. I rolled from the center of the bed and eased my feet onto the floor. Leaving the bathroom he paused at the doorway coming out. "Sorry man, if you need to dump I'm out of toilet paper," came from him as he stepped aside for me to enter. He again smacked my ass as I passed him. As I stood in front of the hopper I saw the empty spoil. He knew I always took a dump after our sex. Looking back at him, he smiled at me as he stood with his arms hanging from the top of the doorframe. "Guess your carrying me all day Copper!"
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