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Part Nine
John 'Hawk' Hawkins nursed the drink in his hands. He was seated at a bar in a crowded club in Manhattan's upper east side. He was still thinking of the hot little twink he'd just discovered Eliot Stabler was banging. Damn but he wanted a piece of that ass! He had to be a hot fuck by the way Stabler coddled him. Hawk's cock stirred in the confines of his jeans.
The bartender placed another drink down in front of him breaking his revere. Hawk frowned. "I didn't order another drink."
"No," the bartender agreed, "but its compliments of the man at the end of the bar."
Hawk turned and looked at Jack McCoy, who smiled and nodded as he lifted his own drink. Hawk nodded back politely but inwardly snorted; damn prissy lawyer. Hawk lifted his glass and swallowed down the last of the liquid in one gulp.
Jack McCoy lifted his glass and rose from his seat. He shifted a bit as his hard cock poked in his pinstripe slacks. The cop was macho and mean, just the way McCoy liked them. He walked around the bar and sat at the stool next to Hawk. Hawk looked at him briefly.
Jack lifted and extended his right hand. "Jack McCoy," he introduced.
Hawk nodded, nursing the second drink. "Nice to meet you."
Jack grinned again. The cop was a hard ass. He hoped the stud's cock was just as hard. McCoy rarely bottomed but when he did it was only for macho types like the man at his side.
"You new in town? I've never seen you here before." McCoy chatted.
"My first time," Hawk gruffly responded.
"I'm a regular," and McCoy nodded at the bartender in familiarity. "Its usually pretty dull on Tuesday nights but..."
"Let's cut the shit." Hawk said abruptly turning to the snappily dressed lawyer with the broad grin and gelled hair. "What do you want?"
McCoy took a sip of his drink and languidly gazed over the tough cop. He lowered his drink. "Ok," McCoy nodded, "a cut to the chase." McCoy deliberately turned in his seat a bit until his thigh deliberately pressed against Hawk's. "I think that you know what I want."
Hawk lowered his gaze to where their thighs touched and pulled away. "You and me," he chuckled. "A prissy ass uptight lawyer?"
McCoy nodded. The only thing he thought of that was tight was his hot hole, which he wanted filled with this man's hard cock.
Hawk abruptly stood and stepped away. McCoy watched in disappointment. Hawk moved a step further away but then turned abruptly.
"Are you coming or not?" Hawk said with impatience.
McCoy grinned again and stood. He briefly smoothed the legs of his slacks and Hawk wondered if the prissy DA was just as fastidious in bed.
Eliot finally pulled Cassidy's car into the parking garage of Brian's building. Eliot slid out of the car and looked around. He walked to the front of the car and waited as Cassidy walked to him. Cassidy dug into the pocket of his jeans to extricate his house keys, but Stabler roughly grabbed him and pushed him over the hood of the car.
"Heyyyyy," Brian protested.
"You had your fun," Eliot yanked at the waistband of Cassidy's jeans and ripped them open. He roughly pushed them down exposing Cassidy's hot bubble ass. "Now its my turn." He pulled at the buttons of his jeans and opened the fly. Hauling out his cock, it was rock hard in no time.
Cassidy had no time to protest as Stabler roughly slammed the full length of his cock up his ass. "Ughhhhh," Cassidy grunted in surprise and pleasure.
"Two....can....play....games....you.....sexyyyyy......tease," Eliot pumped harshly, his cock burrowing deeper and deeper in his lover's tight warm hole.
"Ughhhh," Cassidy grunted as Eliot rocked his hips. Cassidy clenched his butt muscles around Stabler's burrowing cock and clung for the ride.
Stabler was breathing deeply as he bent over down upon Cassidy's back. He slipped his arms under and around Cassidy's waist tightly. He licked Cassidy's neck upward to one of his earlobes. He took it between his teeth and tugged on it gently.
"Who....." Stabler's pelvis and thighs ground against Cassidy's bubble butt. "Who....," he grunted. "Who....does this....ass....belong.....tooooooooooo?"
Cassidy's cock was hard and flat trapped between the car hood and his tense stomach muscles. He pushed back with each of Stabler's grinding thrusts.
"Say ittttttttttt," Eliot demanded standing upright but roughly pulling Cassidy up with him. Eliot's knees banged against the car's front bumper. Cassidy's legs, locked beneath Stabler's muscular legs, rubbed raw against the car. Cassidy's hard cock flopped roughly down on the car hood with each thrust. Despite the sting of it, Cassidy remained hard and was profusely leaking pre-cum.
"Say ittttttttttttt," Stabler gritted, his churning balls banging with soft plops against Cassidy's butt.
"Y....y...you," Cassidy's voice wavered as the car shook under the power of Eliot's muscular hips and thighs. "M....m....my.....ass......is.....yoursssssssss," he hissed banging his hands down hard upon the hood of the car. He reached out each arm and braced against the hood as Eliot thrust harder, the car rocked more and his rectum was rubbed warmly and tightly.
"Yeahhhhhhhh," Stabler kissed and licked Cassidy's neck. "Mine." He rubbed the palms of hands against Cassidy's flat warm stomach. "Not just the ass," Eliot gritted, "all of you......the entire.......package......." he panted. "You're mine, baby. Mine!" He hissed.
Cassidy bit his lip and nodded grinding his butt cheeks back against Stabler hips and thighs.
"Aghhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh," Eliot's balls were boiling, tightening. His cock jerked in the tight confines of Cassidy's warm hole. Eliot growled animalistically and let lose floods of cum up Cassidy's milking ass.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhh," Cassidy's cock jerked without benefit of jerking off and ropes of cum spurted across the hood. Some even reached as high as the windshield. "Feed my asssssssss babyyyyyyyyyy," Cassidy hissed as Stabler's cock continued to flood his ass.
"Milk itttttttttttttttttttttt Bri'" Eliot hotly whispered against Cassidy's earlobe before pulling on it again with his teeth. He was still shooting and Cassidy's ass was still drinking him. That ass was drinking him dry, Eliot marveled as he ran his hands up Cassidy's stomach to his chest. Eliot tugged at Cassidy's nipples as he finally began to pump the last of his cum.
They were both panting heavily as they fell upon the car hood in exhaustion. Eliot kissed Cassidy's neck and Cassidy turned his head so that their lips and tongues could meet in a hot kiss.
Hawk led McCoy into the living room of an unkept house. There was no talk. Hawk walked to the stairwell and climbed it. McCoy followed, noting the numerous ashtrays filled with stubs. At the top of the stairs, Hawk opened the first door along the second level hallway. He pushed the door and walked to the end of an unmade bed. McCoy entered and took in the mess. He raised an eyebrow. At least the stud was consistent with his decor.
Hawk began unbuttoning his shirt. He noted McCoy's stillness. "Well," he prompted. "You do still want it don't you bitch?"
McCoy grinned and lifted his hands to his tie, tugging at the knot and then pulling it off. He shrugged his suite coat from his shoulders. He walked to a chair and slung it along the back of the chair. He noted an ashtray on the bedroom dresser and looked at Hawk.
Hawk shrugged off his shirt exposing a muscular hair chest and rippled stomach six pac. He noted McCoy's interest. "I'm trying to quit." He conceded.
McCoy laughed. He began unbuttoning his shirt and slipped it from his lithe muscular torso. He placed it on the chair with his suite coat. He looked to Hawk and watched in amusement as Hawk opened the fly of his jeans and roughly tugged them down equally muscular hair roughened legs. He tugged them down over his cowboy boots and again McCoy's eyebrows rose.
Hawk finally yanked his jeans free of his boots and pulled at the elastic of his BVDs. He glanced at McCoy again and caught the prissy DA's gaze on his boots. He shrugged as he pushed the BVDs down his legs and around his boots. "I always wear them when I fuck a pretty ass. Do you have a pretty ass?"
McCoy's eyes widened a bit at the sight of Hawk's 11 inch cock. It was semi erect but was growing fast. His lips lifted in his usual grin the minute Hawk wrapped his hand around his now fully hard cock and let it swing up and bounce against his stomach.
Hawk finally gave the glimmer of a grin. "Still want a ride?"
McCoy quickly unlatched his Vercace belt and let his slacks drop to the floor. Hawk gave a hearty laugh at the tight red bikini briefs that were exposed underneath. He could see the outline of a decent sized hard cock straining the material of the briefs.
"You like?" It was McCoy's turn to catch Hawk's scrutiny.
Hawk ignored him. "What about the ass?"
McCoy turned and slid the tight briefs down his long legs. He bent a bit and his hard bubble butt was exposed to Hawk's scrutiny.
"Nice," Hawk nodded. He particularly liked the way each cheek almost dimpled. Hawk sat at the end of the bed and stroked his big hard cock.
McCoy walked to where Hawk was seated. His hard cock arched downward. He stood before Hawk and waited for the stud to make the first move. Hawk reached out and stroked McCoy's cock once or twice.
"Listen," he warned, "I'm not into any of that other faggy shit. I just fuck pretty ass, got it."
"Got it," McCoy nodded.
"Turn around." Hawk barked.
McCoy obliged and Hawk reached out and palmed each of McCoy's cheeks. He then spit down on his cock, the string of spittle slowly running the length of his shaft. He leaned back a bit and braced his hands flat upon the mattress for support.
"Its time to take a ride, pretty ass DA man." Hawk's cock was angled upward. McCoy looked over his shoulder. "Climb aboard." Hawk grunted.
McCoy reached around and spread his ass cheeks. He backed a bit and positioned his butt crack against Hawk's enflamed cock head.
"Ughhhh," McCoy squatted down and Hawk's thick cock stretched McCoy's ass lips further than he could ever remember. But McCoy slid all the way down on the length. When McCoy's butt cheeks rubbed Hawk's pubes he grinned.
"Nice," Hawk hissed in appreciation.
In response McCoy shifted a bit and squeezed his butt tightly around Hawk's thick shaft.
"Ride it," Hawk instructed. He'd had a long day. Let the prissy pretty DA do all the work.
McCoy began to bounce upon Hawk's shaft. He squeezed his rectum muscles and twisted his butt as he rode the macho cop's cock hard.
"That's ittttttt," Hawk sighed in approval, his balls beginning to churn and boil.
McCoy began to pump his cock with both hands as he continued to gyrate and slide up and down on Hawk's throbbing cock. He was pleased. He'd accommodated the huge prong easily. That thick shaft was rubbing his rectum walls and stretching his ass lips for all they were worth. McCoy knew he'd be stretched out a bit to fuck well the next morning so he had to make this fuck worth.
Hawk watched the prissy DA work his ass on his prick like a good power bottom. He was pleased. This definitely was a worthwhile fuck.
"I'm.......getting.......close," Hawk warned, "get ready.....for that......tight little ass.....to.......drink ittttt."
"Give....it.....to.....me," McCoy bounced harder and tighter around Hawk's pulsing shaft. "I want it all."
Hawk's balls tightened, his face contorted in a sneer and he growled as his cock exploded up McCoy's butt. He pumped and pumped and pumped cum into McCoy and McCoy tried to hold it, cock and all up his butt.
"T....touch.....mine....," he requested urgently.
"What?" Hawk said between deep breaths, cum still spurting McCoy full.
"Touch.....mine," he wheezed.
Hawk was no fag but straight dudes jerked each other off, or so he heard, so he lifted one hand from the bed and reached around and grasped McCoy's thick veiny cock. It was warm and throbbed as he tentatively stroked it. McCoy's sighs of pleasure encouraged him and he stroked faster and confidently. He was just draining the last drops of cum inside McCoy when he felt the DA's cock tense and jerk in his hand. Inquisitively he moved his grasped hand up the shaft around the cock head.
"Fuckinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn helllllllllllll," McCoy grunted as his cock let lose a heavy load of spoog. It flooded Hawk's palm and seeped through and around his fingers. He didn't move his hand away, liking the spurts filling his hand. McCoy gritted and gnashed his teeth as his balls completely emptied in the stud's hand. He was still panting when he said, "I want it."
Hawk understood and lifted his cum soaked hand to McCoy's mouth. McCoy licked the palm and sucked each of the fingers clean. Hawk enjoyed the feel of the tongue and lips around his fingers. He wasn't a fag but.........Christ! He pushed at McCoy, who moved away. Hawk's cock slid from McCoy's hole with a sloshy plop.
McCoy understood the man's change. He'd felt his cock begin to harden again just from licking and sucking on the stud's hand and fingers. It scared the macho stud. McCoy silently moved to his clothes. He knew when it was time to leave.
Hawk scowled down at his cock. He'd gotten off on a fag licking and sucking another part of his body other than his prick. That had never happened before. Fuck! He wasn't happy with that. He wasn't happy at all.
McCoy looked at him hesitantly. He had cum leaking from his butt down his legs. He couldn't exactly go out into the city like that. "Do you have a bathroom I could use?" he broached carefully.
Hawk lifted his head and shrugged, "yeah, at the end of the hall."
McCoy nodded and walked to the bedroom door. Hawk watched his butt as he walked and knew that he wanted to fuck him again. Hell, he conceded, he might even be willing to explore things further with the priss DA. Maybe.
Munch and Cragen awoke in the morning and awkwardly went about getting showered and dressed for the day. Cragen showed Munch the bathroom and Munch showered quickly, particularly lathering up his butt. He was just stepping out of the shower when Cragen walked nude save the towel around his waist. Munch shrugged and opted not to don a towel. He'd just been fucked by this man so what was the decorum for.
Cragen avoided looking at Munch and concentrated on opening the medicine cabinet and pulling out his razor. "Umm....when you're dressed, you can help yourself to anything in the kitchen for breakfast."
Munch nodded with a smug grin. Lifting his leg, he placed one foot up on the rim of the tub and leaned a hand against the tiled wall for support. "Why don't you cut the crap and just help yourself to this." Munch wiggled his jello ass as Cragen and in no time the towel around his waist was tented by his hard cock.
"Yeah," Cragen moved from the sink pulling off the towel. His hard cock bobbed upward toward his flat barrel stomach. "You ass is hungry for some morning cock."
"Well get to it Captain," Munch nodded in approval.
Cragen stopped behind Munch and reached out to rub Munch's soft round butt cheeks. He then tilted his head downward and spit in the palm of one hand, rubbing his cock then Munch's hole. Gripping his cock at the base, Cragen stepped forward and nudged his bulbous cock head against Munch's crack.
"Come on. Come on." Munch repeated impatiently. "Come......o........ughhhhhhh."
Cragen thrust his cock fully within Munch's tight hole. Cragen slapped one of Munch's cheeks and began to thrust, gyrating his hips.
"Ooooooooooooo," Munch panted clenching his rectum muscles around Cragen's thick cock. "You're getting good at this Captain."
"Uh huh," Cragen pumped his cock forward in repetitive rhythm. He slapped Munch's ass cheek again. "You're getting good as well."
"Shut....the hell up!" Munch grunted with each of Cragen's thrust. "Just....pile.....drive....my ass!"
Cragen's thigh's banged into Munch's thighs, his balls swinging like a pendulum with each forward motion of his hips. Munch lowered his free hand and fisted it around his cock. He began to pump it furiously.
"Deeperrrrrrrrrr," Munch groaned.
"Deeper?" Cragen gritted his teeth and thrust harder. Munch's butt muscles convulsed around his cock. Cragen's pubes rubbed against Munch's pale butt cheeks. "This....deep....enough....bitch!" Cragen pumped furiously
Munch pushed his butt back to meet Cragen's deep thrusts. He contorted his face, his hand moving rabidly up and down his shaft. His swinging balls tightened. "Fuckkkkkk yeahhhhhhhhhhhh," Munch panted as thick ropes of spoog shot across the tub against the tiled wall.
"Shoot it Munch," Cragen encouraged, "shoot it bitchhhhhhh." Cragen's thighs smacked and smacked harder against Munch.
"Christttttttttttttt," Munch pumped more ropes of cum that splattered across the bottom of the tub as he was drained of the spoog.
"I'm.....next.......baby..." Cragen's balls tightened and he curled his toes as his cock jerked deep within the warmth of Munch's ass. "Take ittttttttttt," he growled as his cock erupted flows of seed in Munch's well fucked hole. "Yeahhhhhhh," he pumped so much cum that it seeped between the ring of Munch's stretched ass lips and his own cock down along Munch's butt cheeks and thighs. Munch clenched tighter around the cock as it emptied after several minutes.
Both men were panting heavily. Munch grinned. Cragen chuckled.
"Nice way to break the morning monotony," Munch panned in his dead humor, "it sure beats pleasantries over a bowl of Captain Crunch cereal."
Eliot awoke in Cassidy's bed. He was on his side and Cassidy was spooned into him. Eliot smiled and wrapped his arms around Brian's waist. He kissed Cassidy's neck and shoulder blade. He was going to like this thing with Brian. He was so overwhelmed in contentment that he didn't register that he had slept with Kathy the same way; he had kissed her every morning in the same way. All he understood and registered was that he had a thing for Cassidy and it was much more than sex. What that was he wasn't willing to understand just yet.
to be continued......