Mike and I quickly fell into the routine he and I shared when we lived together right after he and my sister split up. The one difference this time around was that he had a place of his own. At first he and his brother were sharing the apartment, but that didn't last long. His brother was a deadbeat who could never keep a job. He never came up with his share of the rent, not even once. Mike was fucked from day one with him around. He ran up the bills and moved out without any notice. Mike had to use his child support money to keep himself afloat. I knew when he told me they were going to share a place that it wasn't going to last. But I kept my mouth shut to keep the peace. Mike and I got together as much as we could. With him looking for a job and myself on night work it didn't leave much time together for us. I started working overtime to help him out with his bills. That involved me going in for 12 hours shifts that started at 7 pm. He decided mornings at his place were best. He gave me a key to his apartment and when I got off patrol I would drive over. Man I'm dog-tired after the shift ends on midnight patrol. Especially the first week I start those hours. I have to wear my sunglasses when the sun rises to shield the bight sunlight from my eyes. Working extra long hours didn't help. I was moody and grouchier then ever. So after shift I would drag my tired ass up those three flights of stair, dressed in uniform and all to his apartment and let myself in. Mike was always asleep, snoring loud enough to wake the neighbors. I'd strip down to my jockey shorts and crawl in bed with him. I'd have to push his big ass over most times to make room for me. Sometimes he would wake up, most times he didn't. Sleep always came fast for me and I was in la la land as soon as my head hit the pillow. When Mike would finally wake up hours later, I had to also. He always woke with a piss hard-on and wanted to fuck. I was grumpy as hell most times when he pulled my underwear low off my hips and mounted me from behind. The times I would moan, "I'm too tired," he'd breathe in my ear, "Remember, this is what you wanted." I'd quite down hearing those words and push back against his invading cock. The bed would squeak and tap the wall as he nailed my ass. I sometimes wondered if the neighbors knew what was going on between us. The cobwebs I had from sleepiness were quickly gone by the time he was snorting in my ear. Sometimes I just lie there and let him us me to get off, hoping to get back to sleep. Other times we fucked like bunnies! Just depended on how tired I was. After Mike would cum he would get up and take a long hard piss. Then he started the coffee maker, turn on the TV loud and then hit the shower. Usually I was so tired I fell back to sleep, other times I got up with him. I'd drive him to job interviews and we'd get something to eat. I'd always say I was going to lie back down, but most times I didn't. Those days I went onto shift dragging my ass. On the days I did pass back out, I'd sleep till late evening. I found a man like me could sleep really well with his ass packed full of cum. Most times Mike was gone when I woke up that late in the day. Usually on those days I'd clean his place up some and gather his dirty cloths before I left. The dirty cloths I would take to my place and wash. I helped Mike out with catching his rent back up. 1000 dollars to be exact! I wasn't ready for him to move back in with me and I didn't want him to lose his place. I bought groceries, put gas in his truck and bought him beer. He was grateful and treated me extra nice those weekends. A couple back rubs and he even sat with his arm around my neck as we watched TV. Yeah we had to watch whatever he wanted, but we were together. I loved taking care of him and he took advantage of it as any man would. Him without a paycheck coming in, he didn't have much choice. I paid for everything and he returned the favor by keeping me happy in his bed. Now guy's I'm not stupid, not by any chance! I did what I did because I wanted to. Things were going fine for over three weeks when I started to noticed a slight change in him. He started getting a little distant and grumpy. I thought maybe we were spending too much time together, but I wanted to be around him. He started talking about women to me again. You know the straight guy talk, "Dam look at those tits," or, "Dam I'd fuck her," anytime he saw a woman on TV or walking somewhere when we were together. I never really said anything when he talked like that, but I felt jealous at times. I'd get quiet on him, pout. Why do straight dudes think guys like me, the guy there fucking, would want to hear about sex with a woman? No, I didn't expect to hear, "Nice ass on that dude," I'd fuck him either. So anyways, like I said I noticed a change in him. Then one afternoon we were riding around. He was extra quiet and out of the blue he dropped the bombshell, "Would you mind if I still fucked around with women sometimes?" I was at a loss for words, as he looked real serious. Were we in the beginnings of a relationship or would we always be just fuck biddies I wondered quickly? Not sure what he wanted to hear me say, I took the road of less resistance. "That's your call Mike. If you do, you know you need to start using a rubber man. Like I said before, you don't want any more kids running around." I stared out the windshield as I drove listening for his response. I could hear my heart beat as I waited. Next thing I knew he punched my right shoulder hard as guy's do and out came, "For you I will try to start doing that man! You're a good piece of ass little brother, don't get me wrong. But a guy like me needs to fuck a woman now and again. I'm glad your willing to share me." Not exactly what I wanted to hear, but I instantly saw a change in his mood. His leg was tapping the floorboards and his eyes were doing overtime fucking every woman we pasted. "I'd fuck that one, I'd fuck that one," over and over as we pasted any woman who looked half descent. When we got back to his place he wanted a blowjob bad. He fucked my mouth hard and made me gag when he pushed all the way in my throat when he came. I wondered who he was thinking of as he held my head and I swallowed. That night while on patrol I drove past his place around 1 am. Yeah that voice in my head started talking. Jealousy and insecurity reared its ugly head. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw his truck was in the parking lot. For some reason I did the same thing the next night but this time it was gone. My heart sunk and my mind started thinking bad things right away. I patrolled passed three local red neck bars and his truck was parked in the last one. I planned on sitting across the street and watching for him. But just my luck I received a call and had to move on. I knew in my heart he was looking for a woman to fuck. I just knew it! That morning he didn't wake me. I slept right through till 2 pm. When I woke up I scratched my head and wondered if we had fucked and I didn't remember it. I squeezed my butt hole tight and didn't feel any soreness so I knew we hadn' t. When I finally rolled myself out of bed, I took a piss and went looking for him. He was in the living room watching TV. Scratching the top of my head and yawning I walked out in my underwear. "Sorry man, I didn't hear you wake up this morning. You want to fuck right now Mike," I asked him? Sucking on a beer with his feet propped up on the coffee table he bragged, "Fucked me a chick last night I found at the bar little brother. Maybe we knock off some ass later. But right now I'm good. And I bought some rubbers just for you little man. Check my pants pockets in the bedroom," he laughed. You'd thought someone had kicked me in the nuts when he said all that. I tried my best to keep my cool and walked back into the bedroom. I wanted to scream and punch his lights out! Fucking women! Pissed off I knew I needed to hit the shower, cool down and think things through. Before stripping off my underwear I checked the pants pockets of the pair that was on the floor. True to his words I found two unused rubbers that were stuffed in a back pocket. They looked like the ones you would buy in a men's room vending machine. I threw them against the wall as I cussed all women. Bringing it all into reality I took off my shorts and hit the cold water. I swear if you could see me, steam would have been coming off my body under the cold shower head. I knew it now; I couldn' t keep him completely satisfied. I had that knot you get in your belly when you 're nervous and pissed. I was truly worried I had lost him already. Lets face it, I was just a cum dump to him. A fuck buddy for sure. I didn't have much time to fell sorry for myself before I heard Mike come into the room. I heard the hopper seat hit the bowl. Next the smell that permutated the room instantly told me he was taking a crap. "God Dam dude, what crawled up your ass and died," I barked! "Ah fuck you bitch, quit your whining," he answered laughing. "It's all part of being with, ` The Big Mike'!" "Could I at least get a courtesy flush man," I cried in agony. Not hearing the toilet flush right away I begged, "Come on Mike, please!"
He did give in and finally flushed the john. I stood under the shower for a few more minutes listening in silence. Finally as I was soaping my head he spoke. "You aint pissed off at me for not fucking you right away, are you" he asked? Fuck, if he knew me at all he'd know I was pissed, hurt, sulking. Of course the words that came out of my mouth were, "No man." As I rinsed off and finished up he was still in the room with me. I turned off the water and drew the curtain back. Mike was sitting on the toilet reading a tit magazine. We had become like an old married couple when it came to bathroom duties. "You still stink," I offered up as I reached over him to get a towel. "Smells like roses to me fucker," he said back with a goofy smile! As I dried my chest and then my head he watched me. With the towel over my eyes drying my face I felt his hand reach between my butt cheeks. He just gently fingered my hole as I stood there, looking up at me with big puppy dog eyes. "You sure you aren't mad little bro? If you want I can fuck you right now," he offered. "My balls are kind of empty but I can still get it hard. I don't want my little man pissed off at me." I lost all my anger when I looked into those eyes. How could I stay mad at this guy the way he tries to make things good? "Nah Mike I offered, I could use a rest back there anyways. You have been drilling my ass everyday for over three weeks. I'm afraid to even fart when I' m sitting in the patrol car seat you have me so loose!" He seemed happy enough with that as he smacked my ass. "I have bored that hole out pretty good little brother. A dog come sniffing around you, he'd know who you belong to. You' ll never be that tight again for another dude!" Putting my wet foot on the toilet seat between his spread legs, I rubbed his nuts and cock. As I dried my leg I threw out, "Don't want another guy fucking me Mike, just you." Removing my leg he grabbed my arm, "Your mine little brother!" He stayed on the toilet dropping stink bombs and talking to me till I was done shaving. Both of us finishing up he followed me out into the bedroom and lay on the bed watching me get dressed. With his arms behind his head he looked me over like I was a side of beef. As I pulled my uniforms pants on he commented on how good they made my ass look. "I bet tons of chicks would love to crawl in bed with you little fucker," he said. "You're a good looking guy, built. You get lots of offers, he asked? I admitted I did get offers, but not as many as most guys think. Pulling on my tee shirt he got cocky and offered, "If only they knew I was riding your ass regular. Bet if them chicks knew that I was, I could get some dam hot action my way! A Brahma bull like me riding a pig man's ass, my brother in law's ass, Hot Dam! They'd be lining up for me!" He seemed to think it was funny as he rubbed his crotch and humped his hips up off the bed and laughed. I had heard enough talk about chicks for one day and his sense of humor wasn't cutting it for me right now. I finished getting dressed and made an excuse that I needed to hit the bank before it closed. I needed some time away from him right now. My feelings were hurt and I wanted some time alone to pout. Funny but I think he sensed that in me too. That night as usual I went in early for overtime. I had promised Mike I would give him 850 dollars to catch up his back child support. Please guys, no lectures. If anything I was helping my nephews out and at the very least keeping Mike out of family court. He promised to pay me back when he started working again. I'm learning you have to deal with these kinds of things when you're with a straight guy. Ex wives, kids, other woman. Sometimes work can get things off your mind and I was hoping for that to happen tonight. But in all honesty when I had a quiet moment I thought of us. The longer the night got, the more I thought things through. I was leaning towards getting over my jealous attitude and accepting him for what I always knew he was. I had to admit to myself I was trying to change a man into something he wasn't. As I mentioned earlier in the story, a leopard doesn't change his spots. I should and do know that, especially in Mike's case. Shit I was turning into my sister with him! He's just a straight guy who just needs someone to fuck. Me being his brother in law just made it easier for him to get. So now I had to learn to except sharing him with a bar fly now and then to keep him. I mean I'm the one thinking he's husband material and maybe he still is. Mike was the one who needed convincing that I was the best thing for him. As much as I hated to admit it, I loved the big lug. Yeah I know, never thought you'd hear me say that! So I have to stand by him and hope he will see how good we are together! Otherwise I'm going to loose him and I don't want that just yet. As if my day hadn't been bad enough, my patrol car broke down late in the morning hours. The fucking transmission on this Crown Victory has been giving me problems for a long time. Tonight it went out completely. The car smelled of burnt transmission fluid as I sat along side the road. Having to wait nearly 30 minutes for the motor pool tow truck, I used the down time to catch up on paperwork. It was a slow night for patrolling so it couldn't of happened on a better night if it had to happen. Before long behind me I saw the yellow flashing lights of a tow truck pull in behind me. As the driver got out, looking in my rearview mirror I saw it was Jimmy. Of all nights to break down and Jimmy was the one to show up. Jimmy was one of our tow truck drivers. He was a skinny country guy who was a hell of a mechanic. Always wore dirty coveralls and his hands were greasy. He loved being around Police officers. You know guys like that. Yeah Jimmy was gay, but like me he hide it well. He loved uniforms and the guys in them. In a week moment I had fucked him once before. Yeah guys, believe it or not I can fuck! As I dropped the power window he was all teeth!
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