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Law & Order; S & M
Part Six
Dt. Munch was just finishing up his shift for the evening. A few others were in the office but most of the day shift was already gone. Olivia no doubt was going home to another unfulfilling date. Stabler was going home to his empty house to brood over his wife. Finn might be out somewhere NOT visiting his son and Cragen probably was already at one of his AA meetings. And Munch......he had an empty apartment to go home to just as usual; pieces of furniture or kitchenware to remind him of his ex wives. Hell, Munch grimaced in his usual dry sarcasm, Eliot had to look forward to one failed marriage. Munch had three.
"John, can I speak to you a moment in my office?"
Munch was surprised by the appearance of Cragen from his dimly lit office. What was the Captain doing working so late?
"Sure Captain," Munch replied derisively, "I'm in no hurry."
Cragen stepped back into his office and Munch walked within.
"Close the door," Cragen nodded in instruction. Cragen moved to the glass window separating his office from the main precinct room. "John, I wanted to talk to you about your future." Slowly Cragen drew the blinds.
"Planning on transferring me out?" Munch offered in his dry wit.
""No," Cragen shook his head. "What I want to talk about is the other afternoon."
"What afternoon," Munch twisted his lips in sarcasm, "the afternoon I ate out your ass?"
"Well...yes," Cragen hedged.
"Captain," Munch replied, "it satisfied a need for both of us. We both benefited."
"That's just it. We're both free tonight so I was wondering if you'd like to come home with me."
"To.......?" Munch prompted. "To have a few drinks and watch football together." He shook his head. "Neither of us drink or follow football."
"No Munch, I thought that we could....."
"Talk," he said with low dry wit. Cragen sighed awkwardly. "Oh, then you must mean to...."
"You know," Cragen shrugged, "mess around."
"Fuck," Munch corrected flatly.
"Munch, listen," Cragen suddenly felt the need to explain. "It was hot the other day. You enjoyed it and I enjoyed it. Neither of us have...."
"Have anything better to go home to." Munch finished in bad taste.
"That wasn't exactly what I meant."
"Let me get this straight Captain. You thought that since I had a string of failed marriages and nothing current lined up I'd be willing....no, I'd be grateful to be your fuck piece."
"When you make it sound like that...."
"What," Munch sniped, "like two lonely desperate men latching on the only stimulation they have left."
"Munch," Cragen offered apologetically, "I had no idea you'd feel this way about it."
"What way did you expect, with my legs in the air and my ass open and willing?"
"Munch...." Cragen lifted his hands in acquiescence.
Munch looked at Cragen silently a moment.
"Munch, I'm sorry." Cragen finished.
"Before I went home with any of my wives, I needed to know how well they preformed in bed." Munch reminisced. "So," Munch reached for the waist band of his pants and quickly dropped them and bent exposing his bare butt. "I need to see how you rate."
Cragen looked at Munch's aged but still relatively firm butt and shifted. "Oh," Cragen began as his reached for his belt and undid his slacks. "I think you'll find me very good," Cragen hauled out his hard cock, "in the sack, or" Cragen stepped forward and kicked Munch's legs further apart to expose his tight hole, "across my desk."
Munch chuckled with wry humor, "Captain, you'll find that I have very high standards."
"And you'll find," Cragen gripped his cock at the base and rubbed the head across Munch's butt cheeks, "that I have a very hard cock."
"I've never done this," Munch said matter of factly over his shoulder, "let's go easy hmm? I......Jesusssssssss Christttttttttttt Shitttttt!" Cragen thrust unexpectedly.
"Munchhhhhhhhh," Cragen chimed as he slid home.
"Fuckinnnnnnnnnn aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa," Munch gritted as it felt as if his innards were splitting from Craggen's hard cock.
Craggen swore he heard a slurp and pop as Munch's tight hole sucked up his throbbing cock. Craggen dug his fingers into Munch's butt cheeks as he rammed the length all the way inside. "W....what....do you think?"
"Nnnnnnnotttt baddddddd," Munch gritted. "Prettyyyyy bigggg cockkkkk," he panted.
"Yeah....ugh," Cragen withdrew a bit and thrust, "and I know how to use it."
"Yeahhhhhhhhhh," Munch wheezed as Cragen set a steady rhythm and began to pile drive his hole. "mnmph!"
"Take it!" Cragen slammed deeper, "yeah!" Cragen reached beneath Munch and gripped his hard cock and began to jerk it.
"Harder!" Munch ranted. "Fuck me harder!"
"Yeah....ugh....mnmph!" A sinuous rhythm was set as Cragen's balls slapped Munch's balls. Cragen's thighs smacked loudly against Munch's jello ass. "Take it!" Cragen gritted.
Cragen pumped Munch's hole faster. Munch even thrust back, meeting each forward thrust. Munch hadn't cum in so long (of course since Munch ate out the Captain's ass, but Munch couldn't remember before then), that he knew it was close. His balls tightened as Cragen's balls knocked his.
"Ooooohhhhhhhh myyyyy goddddddddd yeahhhhh," Munch moaned as his cock spurted a load of cum on Cragen's desk top.
"Misterrrrrrr sixtyyyyyyyyyy sec......Ahhh ughhhhh," Cragen gripped Munch's butt and hauled him closer to ensure that his cum filled his underling. "Ahhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhh," he pumped volleys of cum into Munch.
Munch's hole seemed to slurp every drop.
When Cragen's cock was completely spent he chuckled and slapped Munch's butt, "pretty good for a jello ass."
"Pretty good enough to fuck me again, in your bed," Munch reminded the Captain sourly.
"Yeah," Cragen dipped a finger inside of Munch's hole and wiped up some cum. He licked it, "mmmm. I think we might not make it past my car in the garage down stairs."
Munch snorted in disgust, "just don't call me your bitch."
Eliot Stabler hadn't gone home yet. He was in the weight room releasing tension on a punching bag. He'd spent the entire day trying to work up the balls to call Cassidy, but he pussied out each time he touched the phone.
"Damn it!" Eliot spewed as he viciously pummeled the bag. It was now or never. His cock was itching for Cassidy and he couldn't put it off anymore.
Inhaling deeply, he rushed to the stairwell to rush to his car. The moment he got in the door at his house he'd call Cassidy, Eliot swore. He didn't want to waist any time so he skipped the showers. He was so focused that he was oblivious to some one coming up the stairs as he raced down until he slammed into another male figure.
Cassidy grabbed the railing to steady himself and focused on the ass who....Eliot Stabler! He'd been brooding over the incident in the shower with Salazar and Reyes for two days. "You prick!" He lunged for Eliot.
"What the fuck!" Eliot gripped him in a bear hug to ward off Cassidy's punch.
"You told!" Cassidy spewed. "You fucking told!"
"Told what?" Eliot gritted irritably. This wasn't exactly the hold he'd been thinking about all day concerning the hottie.
"You talked about it like I was some fucking stinking whore!" Cassidy ranted.
Eliot tensed. "You think that I....."
"You told everyone I was.....I was just your bitch!" Cassidy tried to swing again. Eliot pushed him away.
"Calm the fuck down!" Eliot ordered.
"Don't tell me what to do!" Cassidy made fists but let them merely hang at his sides.
"If you won't calm down how the fuck do you expect me to defend myself?"
Eliot said in frustration.
"Defend yourself?" Brian was incredulous.
"Brian," Eliot said evenly, "I never told anyone what happened."
"Liar! Everyone knew!" Brian wailed.
"I never said a word." Eliot tried again.
"Save the bullshit! You can just kiss my ass!"
Eliot was frustrated as hell. He'd waged the decision to carry on with his....his...affair with Cassidy all day and now Cassidy had the balls to accuse him of this shit?! "No you kiss my ass!"
They both gazed hotly at one another, both feeling a mixture of anger and arousal, because truth be told, Cassidy wanted Stabler more than ever despite his betrayal. And Cassidy hated that those emotions were twisting him up inside and making him act like such a pussy.
Stabler was frustrated as hell because he couldn't believe that Brian believed in him so little to think he would banter about what was happening between them. Instead of arguing over the matter they should have been doing what they do best, having hot sex.
Eliot abruptly asked an important question. "Is it so terrible that people might think.....believe," he corrected, "that you might be gay?"
Brian thrust his hands in the pockets of his blue jeans. He wasn't quite sure how to respond. But it had been Eliot who had rejected him and acted as if...... "Are you ashamed or embarrassed that people might think that you're gay?" He challenged in a low voice.
Eliot frowned. "I don't know." He was brutally honest. "But I can honestly say that I never told anyone about...us." Eliot stepped closer.
"I can also honestly say that I can't stop thinking about you and I want it to happen again."
Cassidy looked at him in uncertainty. What could he say. Did he even believe him?
"I want you Bri'," Eliot stepped closer. "I want you so damn bad," he revealed rawly.
Cassidy hesitated. "Why should I believe you?"
Eliot shrugged. "I can't say anything that will make you completely believe me, but..." he gripped Cassidy by the waist and pulled the lighter man against him. "But I can show you," he murmured as he lowered his lips and covered Cassidy's. Initially Stabler was gentle, coaxing Cassidy to response, but Stabler was impatient and deepened the kiss. Cassidy gasped and Eliot's tongue swept in and grazed Cassidy's. The two men hungrily kissed, their lips and tongues feeding off of the other. Eliot tightened his hold and lower his palms and roughly gripped and kneaded Cassidy's butt cheeks. Eliot's hard cock was straining beneath his jeans, pressing into Cassidy's thigh. Cassidy's own hard on was raging and Eliot moved one hand between them and gently massaged the hot hard cock. He yanked open Brian's jeans and slid his hand inside. Cassidy gasped as Eliot's rough masculine hand gripped his hard cock and massaged the length.
Cassidy pulled away breathlessly. "Eliot, some one might see."
Eliot stilled his exploration and grimly looked up and then down the stairwell. "To hell with it," he said with a sexy grin. "Let them see," and he slipped the hand on Cassidy's buttocks up and then down beneath the loose blue jeans. His hand slid along Cassidy's crack and his fingers teased Brian's hole, drawing invisible circles around the love muscle with his finger tips.
Cassidy nervously looked up and down the stairwell as well. "Well, if that's the way you feel," he colored, a bit embarrassed, "you know when you told me to kiss your ass?"
Eliot looked at him curiously. "Yeah?"
"Well, I mean....I kind of....well," Brian inhaled sharply. He needed to be bold and honest with Eliot. "I want to."
Eliot slowly nodded his head and grinned, "you want to kiss my ass?"
Brian nodded, "yeah," he said lowly, "and more."
"Well," Eliot dropped his hold on Brian and moved to the stairwell wall.
He pushed his jeans down from his waist, exposing his hard muscular buttocks. With a wink, Eliot turned to face the wall reached up and braced himself against, spreading his legs further apart. "Get to it stud."
Brian briefly glanced at the stairwell again then sank to his knees before Eliot's hard glutes. He reached up and touched them. He squeezed the hard muscles and Eliot flexed those muscles in response. Brian looked up to Eliot, who nodded his head in encouragement. Brian scooted closer and gripped Stabler's cheeks. He moved his face in and ran his nose along the crack, sniffing in Eliot's musky scent. He smelled of perspiration and man. Brian parted the cheeks a bit and Eliot's tight pink ring winked at him. He moved his nose to it and took a heady whiff.
Eliot smelled of total maleness. It was so sexy. Brian moved one hand and gently ran the tip of his index finger around the circular muscle. Eliot shivered and his cock jerked. Brian chewed his lip looking at the hole and then moved closer. He pressed his lips against the ass ring. Eliot released a hot breath of air at the contact. Brian moved his lips, kissing the ring like he kissed some one on the mouth. He deepened the kiss, thrusting the tip of his tongue deep within the hole. Eliot balled his fists and thrust his butt back against Brian's mouth. Brian's tongue thrust deeper. He licked and caressed the hot wet walls of Eliot's hole with his tongue. Eliot withered in response.
"Yeah," he encouraged in hot breaths, "each my ass Bri'. Eat it baby."
Brian pulled the butt cheeks further apart until a bit of the inside pink walls were visible. He pressed his mouth closer and continued to lap, thrust, and suckle.
"Mmmmm," Eliot moaned. "Yeahhhhhh," Eliot wiggled his butt, thrusting back against the laps of Brian's tongue. "Eat me outtttttttt. Mmmmmm, yeah baby, that's the wayyyyyy."
Brian moved his mouth hungrily, eager to taste and thrust further, running his nose along the crack. Eliot's muscular butt was fantastic. He had no idea rimming a dude could be so hot.
Eliot pushed against the wall in withering ecstasy as Brian's tongue fucked his tight hole. He was getting close and it was too soon. He reached around and pushed Cassidy back. "Wait Bri, wait." He cajoled the clearly disappointed twink. He looked down at the still kneeling Cassidy. "As I recall," his lips upturned in a grin, "we told each other to kiss the other's ass."
Cassidy watched him curiously as Eliot pushed him down upon the floor on his back. He wasn't quite sure what Eliot intended but watched mesmerized as Eliot moved above him, turning and straddling him at the waist and slowly lowering his butt down on his face. Cassidy grinned as the hard muscular butt and twitching pink hole lowered, closer, closer, until his mouth and nose were buried in Eliot's crack.
Eliot released a hot breath the minute Cassidy thrust his tongue back in his hole. He shifted a bit, repositioning his butt over Brian so he had full access; then he reached down, yanked Brian's legs up in the air and pushed his bothersome jeans along his legs. He smiled at Brian's exposed pink hole and bent until his nose grazed Cassidy's crack. He moved his lips up and touched the tight butt ring. With an expertise he didn't know he possessed, Stabler thrust the tip of his tongue deep within the hot wet constricting hole. He turned his head a bit from side to side to burrow deeper. He'd always loved eating out pussy, and this was no different. Well, the only difference was how much tighter and hotter it was. Eliot gripped Cassidy's legs tightly, holding the butt up, and lapped the hole.
"Mnmph," Cassidy muffled, mouth still buried up Eliot's crack and hole.
"Mnmph," Eliot grunted in Cassidy's hole.
The two men were totally lost in their sexual ecstasy, oblivious to the stairwell, each concentrated on the butt hole they were rimming. As each man thrust their tongue deeper, caressing prostate, they wiggled and bucked their butts back in response.
"Mnmph," they drooled kissing and tonguing the beautiful butt rings before them. Their balls were churning as tongues burrowed deeper striking the all important prostate again and again. They each held tightly to the butt cheeks with gripping, molding hands and fingers. Even as their balls tightened, their lips and tongues held fast and deep to the tight hole each was eating out.
"Mmmnmphhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh," Eliot shot a thick ropey load from his enflamed cock first. It splattered across Cassidy's flat smooth stomach.
Some pooled a bit in his navel.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh mmmmnmphhhhhhhh," Cassidy, mouthful of Stabler butt, murmured as his hard cock spurted a thick sticky load up in the air, that splattered down upon his own stomach to mingle with Stabler's.
After a moment, Eliot attempted to move but Cassidy held his butt cheeks tightly and kept his tongue busy on Stabler's hole. "Baby," Eliot cajoled playfully, "we really need to take this elsewhere."
"Mmnph," Cassidy released the inaudible guttural, still kissing and suckling Stabler's tight ring and hole.
"Oh," Eliot withered briefly as Cassidy's tongue grazed his prostate again. "Baby, come on," he bit his lip at the sensation of Cassidy's thrusting tongue. "Mmmmmmmmmm," he bit his lip and withered again. "Ohhhhh helllll," he released in a low rush. Eliot bent and proceeded to lap up his own cum as well as Cassidy's from Cassidy's stomach before hoisting Cassidy's legs back up and resuming his rimming on Cassidy's ass.
to be continued......