He settled into a slow but steady fuck rhythm that made me moan without fear of being judged. I was totally lost in our lovemaking and anything else was secondary to me. Time seemed to slow down as he slow pumped my upturned ass and I surrendered all control to him. I felt totally free of all my stress and burdens as I concentrated on pleasing the man on my back. My cock was swelled again against my lower belly and I was amazed that I was boned after just blowing a huge load with him. No man had ever made me feel this wonderful and yet so submissive at the same time. I backed my ass up against his forward humps like a proverbial bitch in heat. I found myself working my anal muscles and squeezing his cock tightly as he withdrew. I loved hearing him moan and speak strange words to me as sweat dripped off him and onto my back. Our skin was moist and tacky and stuck to each other as he jockeyed for better positions. At any given moment he would clamp me tight under my upper chest and then really jackhammer my ass. Then he would release me, slow down his movement, and easy himself up off my back. Putting his hand against the back of my head, he pushed my face into the pillow as he pulled himself higher on my hips. With each forward movement in that higher position, he hit places inside me that resisted his deep penetration. Louder moans came from within me as he continued his assault. After about what seemed like five minutes of him plugging my ass, I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted him to cum in me so badly. Hell, I even begged him out loud to "Cum in me!" This guy was amazing and I wanted him to know I wanted him. When he clamped me tight around my chest the next time and began to pump my ass hard, I reached under myself and held his arms tight against me. He knew I really wanted it now and didn't slow down. When he started firing off shot after shot of cum in me, his breathing was fast and his heart was beating rapidly against my back. When he was done concentrating on breeding me, he relaxed, let go with a long sigh and kissed the side of my sweaty neck. Slowly pulling his spent cock from me, he kissed between my shoulders blades before he rolled over on his back beside me. We both lay beside each other breathing heavy as sweat rolled off us. I still had that pillow stuffed under my groin and my ass was turned up to the world as if I was waiting for another round. I found it hard to control the seepage that leaked from me as I felt it run down my ball sack and pool on the pillow under me. He had really pounded me hard and my hole felt raw. The cooler air in the hot room made my ravaged hole feel cold and unwanted now. I wondered if it would ever feel the same emotions with another guy again as I grinded my hard cock into the pillow. He slowly reached over and rubbed my hairy butt cheek. Rising up on one arm he looked at me and asked if I was,"OK?" A wimpy "Yeah," escaped my mouth as I coughed and rose up on my elbows. I was a bit afraid to but I reached my hand back to check my sore hole hoping there wasn't anything other then cum leaking. Bring my fingers back I was relieved to see they were only coated with a thick frothy white foam that smelled strong of sperm. Showing him, he smiled ear-to-ear and then spoke a long sentence in Spanish that really made him look proud of himself. Slowly shaking my head no and raising my hand up to show him I didn't know what he meant, he laughed again. The he motioned with his hands a large mound on his belly like that of a pregnant woman. Then he reached over and poked my belly and announced, "You Now!" We both had a quick snicker about that and I nodded my head yes up and down a quite a few times and then rolled over on my back. Looking at him sideways I spoke with total passion in my voice when I answered, "Hombre, if it was ever possible, you did just that!" Somehow I think he understood me and nodded his head yes and put his arms behind his head. I had to admire the thick damp black hair that coated his pits. It matched the thick nest of hair that covered his cock and balls. I took in everything about him in the few seconds I stared. We were total opposites in appearance. I was built large and solid, white as hell with light brown hair covering my whole body. He was thin built, dark skinned and smooth except for his pits and crotch. I sported a crew cut, where he had a thick head of hair and a bushy mustache. I never thought in my wildest dreams I'd allow a guy like him to fuck me. Now I was lying beside him, admiring the man that just bored me out and coated my insides with his DNA. We lay together quietly for a few more minutes and I almost feel asleep. When I felt the bed move I opened my eyes and watched him as he got out and headed towards the bathroom. I watched his soft uncut cock sway and then his little ass cheeks jiggle as he passed by me. When he came back out, he was drying
himself off with a large white towel. After wiping his cock and balls clean, he tossed it at me as I moved to the edge of the bed. As I tried to stand, I felt stiff and my butt muscles hurt. I stood bowed legged at first and then slowly straightened up. He found it funny and gyrated his hips at me as he held his fists out in front of himself like he was fucking me again. I nodded at him he was right as I took a step and moaned in pain. Reaching for the towel, I dried the sweat from my face and upper body before I slowly ran it between my sensitive butt crack. The area between my balls and my asshole felt raw. Slowly I moved towards the bathroom like I was walking on eggshells. I found my underwear on the bathroom floor where I had left them earlier and pulled them on. I decided it was best to head home to get cleaned up there. Walking back into the bedroom, he was pulling on his pants over his boxers and turned to look at me as I entered. No words were exchanged between us as we both pulled ourselves together. I finally found my socks and sat down easy on the bed and pulled them on. He walked over to me with his tee shirt stuffed in his back pocket and his clunky boots unlaced. He leaned down in front of my face and started kissing me hard again on the lips. I felt his tongue trying to pierce my lips again and before I knew it we were sucking tongues again. In the matter of a few seconds I was putty in his hands. Pulling away from me he gave me an evil smile and then reached for his back pants pocket. Pulling out his wallet, he opened it and handed me a twenty-dollar bill. I didn't know what to do at first and pushed his hand back towards him shaking my head no. As he turned to leave, he tossed it on the bed beside me and walked away. Behind me I heard the door squeak open and then close and just that quickly he was gone. Now my only reminder of this stranger was a dull ache behind my ball sack and a twenty. I instantly wanted to go after him and give it back to set him straight, but I didn't. The logical side of my brain kicked in and I realized he must have figured I was just a piece of paid ass. In a motel like this, it was natural to assume I was just a whore. And the way I opened up to him and let him use me sure didn't paint a different picture. I grabbed the twenty as I pulled my jeans back on and stuffed it in my pocket. I heard his lawn mower start and begin moving as I slipped my boots on. Grabbing my tee shirt, I slowly headed for the door myself. Stepping outside the bright sunlight hurt my eyes as I held my hand over my forehead to block the brightness. I heard the sound of my ass bandit's mower moving farther away from the cabin as I scanned for my patrol car. Moving out into the strong sunrays without my shirt on, I headed for my cruiser. There was no breeze at all and the humid air hung heavy around me as I dried my sweaty pits with my tee shirt. I hadn't cracked the windows on the cruiser last night so when I slipped into the drivers seat the heat was overbearing. The plastic seat burned my naked upper back and I had to sit forward as I started the engine. I sat there with my one leg hanging out the open door as I tried to put the dull ache in my groin out of my head. As the air conditioning kicked on, I moved the vents toward me and hoped the car would cool fast. With heavy sweat pouring off me I knew I had to pull on my tee shirt before I drove away and I hated doing that today. When I was in my cruiser I still had an image I had to uphold even when I was off duty. If one of my fellow officers or any concerned citizen saw me, they could report me. As I pulled my shirt over my head, I envied guys like Dennis. Dudes like him could go days without shaving, changing their cloths or not taking a shower and no one really cared. They could still bag guys like me no matter what. All
guys at some point want to be like that. It's in a mans genes to be grungy and smell like a man sometimes. Even a gay officer like myself wants that at times, and today was one of those days. I didn't want to go home and shower or shave. Today I wanted to wear the scent of the two men I just had sex with like a badge of honor! And as the air conditioner vents blew against me I could smell that the honor on me was strong! Having the job I do only allows me that kind of pleasure on extended vacations in the woods when I'm camping. And today wasn't one of those days. As I dropped my car into gear, I knew what was expected of me. I always wanted to be in law enforcement so I've had to make personal sacrifices all along. Today was no different then all the rest. I was horned off the charts the week that followed. All that was on my mind when I had a free moment was sex. Every car or truck I pulled over was with a male driver was a potential hookup I figured. Only nothing ever worked out with any of them. They all seemed too nervous, too dumb or too straight to pick
up on my lusty desperation. Hell, even scratching my nuts openly in front of
them didn't seem to do the trick! Guys, when an officer continues to scratch his nuts or adjust his cock placement over and over...IT'S A SIGN! I looked forward to connecting with Dennis on Friday with a vengeance! And wouldn't you that he wasn't able to stop off and scratch that itch I had deep in my guts. His youngest boy was really sick and he needed to get home to his ex wife as quickly as possible. Seems the little guy had a really bad cold and the ex wanted him to stay with her this weekend. He offered to stop off at the rest area and let me blow him, but he admitted his mind wasn't on sex with me this weekend. He was worried about his kid and the prospect that his wife might have a weak moment and "give in to him" as he put it. I told him I understood but deep inside I didn't. I felt bad for his kid being ill, but somehow I wondered if he wasn't using that excuse as a chance to get close to her again. I could tell by the way he talked about her that there was still some feelings on his part. As jealously reared its ugly head inside me, I cus sed the bitch for interfering with me sacking her ex husband. I needed that load of cum in my hole worse then she did in a condom in her stretched out pussy! I wanted dick so badly I was beginning to get desperate! Now that Dennis was out of the picture for this weekend my head began to scheme different ideas. It was totally unlike me to have these kinds of uncontrolled feels and they were beginning to cloud my judgment. Ever since my Spanish breeding, I wanted to feel those feelings of complete abandonment again. That skinny fucker changed me somehow! Now I know a lot of you readers are say, "Fuck, go find that little son of a bitch again and let him fuck my brains out again!" Well I had Monday off from work and I did just that. I rode through the motel complex three times looking for him. I even parked my truck and waited for him at the end of the road for an hour, but nothing. I needed my hole tapped really badly and I'm not afraid to admit that to you guys. Something needed to be done! It's at that moment that I realized my only chance was to return to the shower room where Dennis fucked me the first time. It had somewhat of a reputation of being a place where guys fucked around. I knew it could be very risky especially after I had already been caught there already. But as I mentioned I was desperate. And desperation makes a man do some crazy shit. That evening I stopped off at the drug store and bought a large package of rubbers with the twenty I earned as a whore! I drove home to make my plans. After midnight I dressed in my holly sweat pants without any underwear on. Slipping on a wife beater tee shirt, my oldest pair of boots and a black ball cap I felt I was ready to explore a new direction for me. I made my mind up I wasn't going to be picky tonight and accepted my fate. I parked my truck in a way I could watch to see who or what was entering the shower room as I sat and waited. Waited for what I wasn't sure. I watched as several guys drove up and entered. Only a few came back out in a reasonable time. My instincts told me I was at the right place. Watching a guy drive up on a Harley, I took notice instantly. He looked like just my type and my cock sprung to life. If he entered the shower room, I would be right behind him. Guess what guys! Positive comments to Dogbone421@aol.com (mailto:Dogbone421@aol.com)