Mall Maintenance

(continued from Mall Maintenance 3)

• " Is that smile a yes?"

• "No, not at all" was Bill's reply.

• "Harry was just immersed in his jerk off session. I kept showering, especially since trying to walk out of the shower room would mean walking by him, if not almost rubbing against him."

• "So" Bill continued " I pretended like nothing was going on. Suddenly. Harry started moaning. I looked, and could see his left hand reach for the wall, while his knees seemed to be buckling as his right hand kept beating off faster and faster. He looked up at me, his face all red, and letting out a groan, started coming uncontrollably. As his body spasms subsided, he looked at me again and said " Oh, I needed that so badly. You should have joined me".

• "Maybe next time" I replied, not meaning that at all.

I was just about done with my shower, so quickly rinsed off and went back into the locker room to dry up.

I was half way dressed when Harry came out, with a grin from ear to ear.

• " Man, I haven't done that in a looooong time. Brings me back to my academy days".

• " You haven't jerked off since the academy?" I asked with a surprised tone.

• ' No, you shithead. I mean done it in public, like I just did".

I finished buttoning my shirt.

• " You mean you've done that before, with another guy watching you". I had a mixture of surprise, excitement and a sense of prudishness all mixed into one.

• " Bill, I will tell you, if I told you all the adventures I have had, you wouldn't believe it. In fact, getting caught by my wife was what ended our marriage"

I was just tightening my belt, but stopped and looked at him.

• " You got caught with a broad ???"

• " Not exactly. I got caught in bed with Captain Sullivan".

Al, I froze. He had to be joking. Here he is, 6 feet tall, in a snow white shirt with his golden badge and pins, a pair of black pants, a thick security belt that looks like it weighs 100 lbs, and I am supposed to believe he was in bed with a another cop?

• " Billy, come on. You know gay men come in all shapes and sizes, don't you?" I asked.

• " Well, I do now, I didn't realize it then"

In any case, I was stunned.

• " You got caught with you captain?"

Harry looked at my with a stern look. He took a couple of steps toward me, and put his left hand on my shoulder, while he shook his right index at me.

• " Listen, I will tell you the whole story, but no one knows. If I hear one peep in this mall, I will fucking kick your ass. Got it?".

• " I'm listening" I told him,

• " Sully and I were really good friends. Still are. We always had a friendly competition, trying to outdo each other in every possible way. We spent a lot of time together on patrol, knew everything about each others lives. When you go out there day after day, putting your life on the line, and relying on your partner to cover your ass, there's a bond that no one can break, you know what I mean?".

• " Well, I have never been in such a position, but I think I can understand it".

Harry pulled up a chair that was sitting in the corner, sat down, and put his feet up on the wooden bench. I sat down almost next to his feet. The clock on the wall read 6: 50, so we still had plenty of time.

Harry continued.

• " One Saturday, we were going to the firing range. Sully came by my house, parked his SUV in my driveway, and we took my car. When we came back, we went into the house, and went down to the basement, where I had my " do not bother me now" space. I took out a couple of beers, and we started watching the Notre Dame football game, which had just started. About half hour later, my wife opened the door and shouted she was going shopping and to have her hair done. I told her to make sure she picked up some beer, since Sully and I were making a dent on the supply, and she laughed as she closed the door.

During half time, an ad ran on TV about one of the wrestling PPV events that was coming up that night."

• "Remember how I used to out wrestle you every time" I kidded Sully.

• " Are you fucking kidding me? I used to beat you every time, and I can still kick your ass now" he said, standing up.

• " Maybe you shouldn't have said that to a man with beer in him" I quipped.

• " You are right. Especially if you saw Sully, you just shouldn't mess with him. He might have been in his late 50's, but at 6'2, about 240 easy, a barrel for a chest, and big arms and legs, he made me look like nothing. Next thing I new, he was pulling out the mats I kept in the basement (he knew my house better than I did) , taking off his t shirt, and challenging me.

• "Sully, we are both over 50, we are too old for this".

• " Oh, so you are a chicken shit" he said.

OK, now it was on.

He jumped on me so quickly, my head was buried against the mat in about 2 seconds. Not only was I at a disadvantage physically, but I still had my shirt on, which he used to help him pin me. On the other hand, he had nothing but a pair of running shorts on, so I really had nothing to grab.

After a few mat eating seconds, which seemed an eternity, I was able to start wiggling free. I pulled out from under his arms, and tried to put my arms around him, but quickly found myself with my back against the floor.

• " Doesn't sound like you were giving him too much of a challenge" I said.

• " I wasn't" Harry said.

I managed to roll out, and we both started to stand up. He was getting up quicker, so I grabbed for him, but all I got a hold of was his shorts. Now, I was still on the ground, holding his shorts against the floor, while he was standing up next to me, completely naked. He reached down, threw his shorts to the side, and came after me again.

He was still too quick. Before I knew it, I was pinned on my back again. Sully was now sitting on my chest, naked. His dick was about 3 inches from my face.

" Now, we are going to settle this, once and for all" he said with a big grin on his face.

He put his left hand behind my head, and started lifting my head. There was only one thing in front of me....

Al