Well here it was for me, judgment day. I knew this day would have to come sometime, but I wasn't ready for it. Well, are any of us who get caught with our pants down with another guy? My first instinct was to defend myself, say he was crazy and didn't see anything like that. But for some reason I didn't feel like fighting right now. Guess it was the fact I was carrying another man' s load deep inside me and I could feel it in the back of my thoughts. And whom would I be kidding; even I could smell the sex on me from Dennis. I stared at him like a deer in headlights as he stood there. My eyes were instantly drawn to the front of his jeans as I watched him zip up his fly. As he adjusted the placement of his cock I continued to watch his hands. I couldn' t help myself. Once he was done I looked back up at him and he was smiling and shook his head as he turned to the sink to wash his hands. In silence I moved backwards a few steps and leaned back against a row of metal lockers. The locker creaked as my weight went against it and caused him to turn and look at me. "You don't have to answer that question, I can read it all over your face," I heard him say as I watched him. "Staring at my crotch like a dog in heat will give you away every time man. You need to work on that," he said to me smiling in the mirror! "As sweaty as you look and the way that guy who was just in here was walking, I'd say he just fucked your ass. He acted like some god dam barnyard rooster who just fucked all the hens. Am I right, I mean you can jump in here anytime and stop me," he said as he dried his hands on the paper towels? I shook my head yeah as I looked at the dirty cement floor. I didn't hang my head from shame; I looked at the floor from embarrassment. I was caught red-handed so to speak and no one likes to be called on his or her actions. Especially when you know you have done something wrong. As he moved towards me I tired to be ready for anything. I was hoping that the honor between brother troopers was still intact here and my secret was safe with him. But my backup plan was starting to take shape as my muscles began to tense up. I was not going to be caught off guard if a fight started. As he got too close for my comfort I straightened up and got my dukes in position. "I may be a dam queer mother fucker to you, but I can beat your fucking ass to a pulp right here if that's what you want! Come on; give me a reason to prove my manhood to you God dam it! I'll fuck your ass up good or take a whooping, you decide John!" He backed up slightly with big eyes and I'm sure he could now see the rage I was capable of in my eyes. " Stand down you pansy ass mother fucker," he shouted at me! "I wasn't going to do anything but tell you to get your fucking act together! I don't know you well enough to care one way or the other about what you do. But what if someone else besides me had come in here and caught you on your knees getting your ass plugged? What the FUCK would you have done then? You have a code of honor your supposed to uphold God dam it!" He turned and walked towards the trashcan and tossed his used paper towel atop the overflowing can. The tension seemed to ease between us some as we both went quiet. He walked back over the sinks and leaned on one with his back to me again. He was the one to speak first and I could tell his tone was different now. "My old lady is on the fucking rag again tonight. She gets a dam bug up her ass all the time since the baby came along. All I wanted was to get some ass off her and she blew a gasket. I can tell you this seeing how were fast friends now, I aint got any off her in months. I thought having a baby would be great for us, but now she blames me for getting her knocked up in the first place. So I thought a drive down here to this diner I heard of would be a good thing. You know, relax me before bed and give her time to cool off. I saw the reflection of your vehicle ID when my lights hit it pulling into the lot. Dam I thought you might be having some coffee and we could get to know each other better. I didn't expect to get to know you this well so soon! Just as quickly his tone again changed back to a sound of anger. "Anyone else know about you," he asked as he turned back towards me? I shook my head no as I continued to lean against the metal locker with my arms folded. "How the fuck did I get drug into this mess of yours. All I did was come in here to take a quick piss and now look at us. Listen, here's some free advice, get yourself cleaned up and get the fuck out of here. You're a God Dam law officer and you need to start acting like one. Don't be like the fucking trash we arrest for doing just what you finished doing in a public place! Understand? I mean I'm hard up as hell and you don't see me hanging out in bathrooms trying to get some do you?" With that said, he turned and walked towards the door he came in. With a loud slam, I knew he was gone. I stood there wondering what would happen next. Was my secret still safe or was I going to face the scorn of my fellow officers when I went in tomorrow. I turned the cold water on in the sink and splashed it over my head. As I looked at the water dripping off my face in the mirror, I did some serious soul searching. The butterflies in my stomach were replaced with a sick feeling. The cold dampness of the water dripping down on my tee shirt brought me back to reality. I moved to a wooden bench that was in front of the lockers and sat with my head in my hands. If I told you a few tears fell, would you think less a man of me?
By the time I pulled myself up by my bootstraps I was ready to get out of there. I made it home as the sun was beginning to rise. I can tell you now I didn't get much sleep. Pulling myself out of bed at 1 PM I seriously thought of calling out and not facing the taunts and barbs of my redneck brothers. But
after a long hot shower, I found the courage to face my demons. Dressing in my baggy camouflage shorts, boots and a Nascar tee shirt, I tired my best to look straighter then usual. Right now it was my word against his and he was the new guy. I prayed my reputation as a good patrol officer would out weigh any slanderous gossip he could spew.
Hiding behind my mirrored sunglasses I took a deep breath just before I entered the barracks for duty. Heading straight for the locker room I wasted no time getting there. Shaking like a leaf in the wind, I pulled the steel door open and entered. Lots of my fellow officers were muddling around getting ready for shift and a few yelled Hellos to me as I passed. I didn't do my regular 'checking out' of the pouches of the guy's that were in their underwear as I passed. I always prided myself on knowing who wore jockey shorts and who was a boxer man. Cock placement to the left or right was noted also, but today was different. Moving quickly for my locker, I half expected to see a picture of a naked man hanging from my door. It was one of the humiliating things guy's like me do when you suspect someone is different.
Much to my surprise nothing was there. As I changed into my uniform my eyes were glued to the back of my open locker. No scanning from the corner of my eyes today when someone dropped a towel after a shower. I wasn't risking any unnecessary eye contact. I listened to the conversations around me. Waiting for a vulgar comment to be aimed my way, but there was none. All I heard was the usual talk about wives and kids, girl friends and sports. My nerves started to ease some as I attached the Velcro straps of my protective vest and reached for my uniform shirt. It seems my fellow officer had kept his mouth shut for now. My eyes moved to the ceiling of the locker room and thanked God for taking care of me again.
We all sat at role call and listened to our instructions for the evening from the shift Sarge. I scanned the room to be sure John was in today and spotted him three rows ahead of me. I pretended to take notes as the shift commander spoke, but my eyes bore a hole in his back. He can be thankful he was wearing his vest today! I kept wondering why he kept his mouth shut when he could have crucified me so easily.
We broke up as usual after roll call and I headed for my patrol car. I wanted nothing better then to get going quickly today. No hanging around and bull shitting with the guys. I had my trunk open checking my supplies before I pulled out, when suddenly he appeared. I was so involved in my duties that he made me jump when he yelled my name.
"Relax man," was the first words out of his mouth as he scanned the area for other officers. Chewing gum and smiling, he now looked like the barnyard roster he spoke of last night!
"Dam you look ruff today! Guess you didn't get much sleep last night, Huh," he laughed? "Any other guys bone your ass after I left you, or did you take my advice and walk out with some of your manhood intact?"
Looking at him with anger in my eyes was enough to let him know I wasn't in a mood to play games with him.
"What's your fucking game," I asked him behind the open deck lid as I hiked my leg up on my bumper?
Shaking his head no, he replied,
"I'm not playing games here man. What you do on your off time is your business I figure. I have to confess, I thought about telling the others. I'm new around here and it would help me fit in better spilling a secret like that. But then I did some thinking, lots of thinking. I figured I'd could cut you a break. Hell, maybe sometime you can help me out when I need a friend."
I didn't really get or understand what he was implying till I saw him adjust his crotch. He smiled real big at me and told me we'd talk more about it another time. I watched him walked away and I wondered if I was reading things wrong. Maybe he just had an itch like all men do and scratched absent-mindedly? As I closed the truck lid I shook the though out of my mind and concentrated on my duties ahead of me tonight. I promised myself this was the last time tonight I would put any thought into all this. But you guys know that was a promise broken. Two weeks had now past and things between us didn't seem to change. When he was around the other guys he greeted me as he normally did and treated me with respect. A few times I caught him looking at me funny when he pasted my patrol car at beginning of shift. I had to back him up on a few calls and when I knew he had the scene under control, I would follow normal procedures and tell him I was moving on. He didn't waste a chance to throw a smart remake my way when he knew no one was around to hear. Shit like, "Yeah you better hit the rest stop, make your rounds." Or, "I never noticed before that your so bowed legged, guess we know why that is." I knew what he meant with each comment but I kept my cool cause he had me by the nuts. I didn't do anything stupid or out of line concerning sex with other guys. Hell I'll admit I looked and took those images home to jerk off too. But it was all in my head for now. Which brings me back to Dennis. I hadn't heard from him in all that time. I figured he had gotten what he wanted off me and moved on. I would snicker to myself and hope that when he told someone what happened between us, that he at least mentioned I was a good piece of ass. I knew a guy like him couldn't keep a secret like that to himself, no matter what he told me. What man doesn' t want a chance to fuck a trooper's ass? Every time I write a ticket I see the look in a dudes eyes. I know it's more out of anger, but I can tell he's love to fuck my ass up! So anyway, like I mentioned, Dennis hadn't bothered to call me in over two weeks. I had been a good officer for all that time and my ass was starting to get itchy again. I needed some action and decided to keep my eyes open for any possible connections. I couldn't keep my pecker in my pants much longer and I needed to be with another guy badly. The more I thought of that, the more angered I got. Suddenly like a floodgate opening I let my emotions loose. "Fuck officer John and the patrol car he rides in," I said out load to myself as I drove. This is my dam fucking life and he can kiss my sorry ass if he doesn't like it!" I suddenly felt empowered just hearing myself say those words. "Fuck him," I again mumbled to myself as I beat the steering wheel with the palm of my hand. I could feel my cock swell up as I shook off some the guilt feeling that had been keeping me down as of late. I took a deep breath and felt so much better dumping that luggage. I now knew I was in a better place and I would accept my fate no matter. I was dam tired of conforming and living my life in fear! I laughed at myself as I thought; "I mean I'm not ready to parade around in short shorts like the gay officer on Reno 911. But I admired his courage and I needed to get myself some of that! This week I was working the weekend because my schedule had me starting on Wednesday. A cop's schedule changes all the time, its never set in stone. I was on patrol Friday night and had a car pulled over when my cell phone rang. I checked the caller ID but didn't recognize the number. Usually I don't answer if I don't know who it is, so I let voice mail take the call. Couple hours later I remembered the call and checked my briefcase for my phone. I was surprised to see someone had left a message. I accessed my voice mail without much thought figuring it was something to do with work. I didn't recognize the deep voice of the man who was talking until Dennis mentioned his name. Well I got to tell you I boned up my trooper pants instantly when I heard his name and realized who I was listening too. It wasn't that I had or was lusting about him, it was just the fact I was so horny and needed some. He was quick to cut to the chase and wondered if we could connect as he drove through tonight on his way home for the weekend? Instantly my mouth said YES to my cell phone as I closed my phone when his message was over. As I drove around I found my cock would not go down. I couldn 't help but rub it through the fabric of my uniform pants. I had to be careful because I was wearing cotton briefs and I could feel wetness forming at the head of my cock. Snot was flowing from me like a runny noise in winter. The blue/gray uniform pants I wore showed water drips very ease. I always had to be sure I shook off the excess piss drips from my cock before I placed it back in my uniform pants. If not, you could tell very easily that I had just taken a leak. I had learned from experience! I wanted to play it cool and not come across as to desperate but I couldn't hold out any longer. I pulled off the road to set a good example about not driving while using your phone, and called him back. Setting between the four lanes of the interstate in the medium, I waited as his phone rang. It took about five rings before he answered. With each ring my hopes began to fade. But when he answered, my smile covered my entire face. I could tell by the sound of air rushing over his phone, he was on the road. He didn't know who I was till I mentioned I was officer (Blank). Instantly the sound of his voice changed and his stupid cockiness began. He as all about telling me he needed to fuck and knew I would call him back. I kept my official officer voice and stand offish ways for as long as I could. But hearing him brag about how was going to bust me a new one and that he hadn't nutted in over a week was more then I could withstand. I wanted to know where he was and where did he think we could connect? Sounded like he had it all worked out in his head even before I asked. I explained I didn't get off shift till around 1 AM and he accepted it. He told me he was two hours from my location heading towards me. Said he knew a really cheep motel he had used before and he could get us a room if I paid for it. I asked which motel it was and knew of it. Located just off the interstate it was a Mom and Pop place that was really run down. Dennis bragged that it was great place to fuck because it had small cabins you could rent that offered more privacy. He told me he would get a cabin at the end of the row if they had one so I could hide the patrol car. I was instantly impressed that he had though that part out. I agreed to reimburse him for the money if he got the room in his name. He agreed and said he would call me later to tell me which room he was in. I hung up the phone and wished it were the end of shift right now. As usual, the night drug because I wanted this so bad. It didn't help that Dennis called back to tell me he got the last cabin he mentioned before and that everything was set. Of course he then started telling me what fun we were going to have tonight. He bragged his nuts were blowed up as big as tennis balls cause he hasn't jacked off for a week. He said he didn't get any privacy sharing a room with Todd. All they did was work and drink beer at the end of the night. He said he passed out drunk most nights thinking of busting me a new one again someday. After hearing all that, I was on the bone big time! I only did what paperwork I needed to do tonight to get out on faster. I changed into my civvies and headed out with a hung smile on my face and half hard cock in my jeans. It took me about 15 minutes to get to motel and Dennis did good picking a cabin way in the back. I was able to park the patrol car on the far side of the building, hiding it well. The whole motel area was off the road in a grove of tall trees. I wasn't the least bit worried about being seen tonight. With my trouser snake pointing the way, I headed for the cabin door. Knocking lightly, he opened it only wearing his underwear and dirty white socks. I quickly noticed his big toe showing through a hole in his right sock. The socks were stained the color of red at the toe and heel. Most likely from the boots he wore. As my eyes scanned back up his body, I couldn't help but notice the nice bulge in the pouch area of his jockeys. Strands of long blond crotch hair showed from around the elastic leg band. The white briefs looked dingy against his dark tanned upper body, as I checked out the trail of light colored hair that made its way to his belly button. I could tell he wasn't used to wearing a tee shirt when he worked. In contrast his legs were snow white down to his kneecaps. From there down they were as brown as his upper body. He was dirty looking with dirt and sweat rings at the base of his neck and mud in his hair in places. It looked like he hadn't shaved since I last saw him and was sporting about an inch bread growth. "I know I don't smell good or aint pretty looking! When I got done with the job today, I just jumped in the truck to head home. Its been raining a lot at the construction sight. The whole area is one big mud hole. I know you don' t care what I look like. You're only after this," he said as he gripped his cock through his shorts. "Dam dude, what if someone should see you in your jockeys shorts answering the door? What the hell they going to think," I asked him? As I entered he closed the door behind me told me I was lucky he even wore any to the door. "I heard that powerful engine on your police car, so I knew it was you. Come on, lets get your pants off so I can bust a quick nut in you right off," he told me. I looked around the room and took in my surroundings as I pulled my tee shirt over my head. Dennis had already removed his jockey shorts and was using something to grease his already half hard cock. I noticed his mud crusted blue jeans in a heap on the floor next to some high top construction boots that were almost worn out. As I sat on the bed to remove my boots, the bed springs squeaked. Behind me I heard him say we were going to make those bed springs sing tonight. As I stood to remove my pants he asked me to hurry up. Turning around I saw him already in the middle of the double bed primed and ready for his assault. As I stepped out of my jeans and underwear, he patted the bed. I tossed my pants on porous so they were against his dirty cloths. Somehow I liked the idea of that. "Come on baby, come to Poppa," he whispered to me so sexy. "I can see by the way your pecker is pointing at the ceiling you want this as bad as I do tonight." He was right; my cock was slapped hard against my lower belly as I crawled into bed beside him. He instantly nuzzled up against my back and moved his cock between my butt cheeks. "I aint got time for nothing fancy right now. I really need to dump this heavy load I been carrying. You know how your nuts can ache when you aint had any in a long while. Well buddy boy; mine are killing me right now. I'll make it up to you later tonight; but right now I just need you to open up and except this. Prove to me your willing to give what I need. Oh, by the way, I didn' t bother putting on a raincoat. I figured we'd already been down that road, you and I. You Ok with all this," he whispered in my ear. "I promise I'll be gentle for as long as I can." With lust in my voice I told him to fuck me! He didn't need to hear anything else. As he tightened his bear hug on my upper chest, he rolled us both over onto my belly. I knew to be prepared for some pain as he placed his cock head against my hole. As he applied pressure, his cock head slipped in past my butt ring as I gasped for air. The sharp pain was intense as I listened to him telling me it would be OK in a minute. "Relax man and it will not hurt so bad." He gave me a about a minute to get used to his presence all the time slipping deeper and deeper into me. "You got it all now baby," he said as he kissed the side of my head. "Dam your haircut is sharp," he said in my ear! All to quickly the movement in and out of me started. I could tell he wasn't lying about being super horned up. He was on a mission and all I was at this point was a piece of easy ass. As the bed rocked and squeaked to his movements, I opened my legs so he could get deeper and arched my hips. His breathing quickly got rapid and he snorted like a bull on my back. He was right; it didn't take long before I heard him grunt out he was cumming. With one hard deep forward hump, he fell fully on my back and dumped his load. I could feel the fullness in my guts as he squirted. Backwash was already leaking from my hole as he continued to breath heavy and convulse. All too quickly he was a limp jellyfish on my back. His soft cock slipped from my slimy hole and I heard him grunt. I let him lay on my back for a few minutes as I enjoyed the feeling on him on me. Dennis was all man and I enjoyed the idea we were now fuck buddies. As I enjoyed the moment, I began to hear some deep breathing coming from him. It was now obvious he had fallen asleep on my back. I didn't get mad or anything. Hell, I felt honored he felt so at ease with me. I needed to find that feeling in myself for him. As I slipped from under him, he mumbled something as he turned on his back and fell into a deeper sleep. I quickly headed for the bathroom as I felt the need to dump. As fast as I sat down the liquid in me flowed out without much resistance. I was impressed with the amount he had dumped as I checked the toilet bowel below me. The white froth and clots floated on top the water. My cock was still pointed at my belly button as I sat and expelled more liquid that was deeper in me. Sitting there I began to hear Dennis start to snore loudly. His snore sounded like a Mack truck coming down the interstate! As I cleaned myself up and stood, I didn't flush for fear of waking him. Quietly I eased myself back into the room and walked back over to the bed. On his back with his one leg bent, he exposed his cock and balls like they were for sell. I watched him sleep and admired this man that had just fucked me. I considered myself pretty lucky I had met him now. There are lots of ugly actors out there and I have been pretty desperate at times. I noticed the white sheets and the pillowcase he laid on were now getting dirty from his body. I smiled and shook my head as I pulled the sheet that was on the floor over him. I tip toed away to get my jockey shorts. Finding them under my pants, I pulled them on. Seeing his pants on the floor, I proceeded to pick them up. I marveled at how dirty and worn they were. Somehow they seemed to reflect the man that wore them. As I started to fold them, his wallet fell out on the floor. I picked it up and was about to place it back in his back pants pocket, when I couldn't resist looking inside it. I glanced over at him to be sure he was asleep before I proceeded. I had a ping of guilt just before I opened it thinking I shouldn't because it was private. But then I remembered he looked in mine so turn about was fair play! As I opened it the first thing I saw was a picture his two kids and his ex-wife. I was impressed with how beautiful she was and how good-looking his boys were. My asshole clinched as I thought I was carrying the seed that made those beautiful boys!
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