This story is totally fiction. Any simularity to actual events or people is totally coincidental and unintended.
The Cop and the Serial Killer
Buzzzzzzzzzz, sounds the doorbell. Tj looks at the clock, 3:00am, and thinks who the hell could that be. He gets out of his bed, grabbing the robe draped over a chair and puts it on to cover his nakedness, then goes to answer the door. Remembering the recent rash of seriel murders, Tj stops to look out the peephole. Outside of his apartment stands the most sexy man Tj has every seen. Wondering if the sexy man is just a dream, Tj opens the door.
"Yes, what can i do for you," Tj says while looking this fine specimen of the male gender up and down.
The man responds with a formal tone, "Sir, I am Detective Whitestaff. I was wondering if i could ask you a few questions."
"About?" Tj shakes hisself mentally thinking, listen to the man, not your lust.
"The person in the next apartment was murdered around 10 pm last night. Did u hear or see anything unusual? anything at all?" Dectective Whitestaff doesnt sound hopeful though.
"No Detective, i didnt get home till about 2am and had just dropped off to sleep when your ringing of the doorbell woke me up. I spent most of the night partying." all the while wondering if he could get this man to come in for a cup of coffe. Deciding it couldnt hurt to ask, "Dectective, would you like a cup of coffee? It would only take me a moment to brew some."
"I really shouldnt..."
Enticing the detective, "I have French Vanilla."
Smiles down at the slightly shorter man, saying, "All right, you've convinced me. I'll take one cup of coffee."
Tj motions the detective into his apartement and heads for the kitchen. "Just let me start the coffe and then i will change into something." He flips the switch on the pot and hears the whir as the coffeemaker begins to brew, then he moves accross the living room to his bedroom to put on some clothes. In his room Tj chooses a tight, red t-shirt and a pair of form-fitting shorts. As he makes his way back into the living room again, he sees two cups of coffee sitting the table beside the couch.
"I smelled the coffe and made both of us a cup. I hope you dont mind." Detective Whitestaff smiles at Tj.
What a smile, thinks Tj as he says, "No problem. Is there anything I can do to help your investigation Detective Whitestaff?"
"It's Julian, and yes, you can avoid being the next victim. 7 of the 9 victims so far have come from this part of town." Tom hands Tj a cup of coffee, and brushes his hand lightly in passing.
Shivers trail down Tj's arm to his chest and beyond, causing some life to stir in his midsection. "Thanks for the advice, I'll try to avoid everyone I know is a crazed serial killer for the next couple of weeks." Tj laughs softly and steps a little closer to Julian.
Tj's soft laughter sounds like the sexiest thing Julian has ever heard. Not even hearing the words Tj just spoke, Julian leans over to kiss him. Tj doesnt respond at first, but after he gets over his shock, he kisses back passionately.
At that moment, the two-way radio on the detective's waste calls Julian back to duty, "Detective, we think we've got a print!"
"Damn," Julian grabs the two-way and asnwers, "I'll be right there."
Tj just smiles at Detective Whitestaff, "Duty calls i see."
"Unfortunately." and slips back into cop mode, "Listen, if u think of anything that might be usefull, anything at all, give me a call at the precinct." Smiling, he hands his card to Tj and walks to the door, leting himself out.
Tj follows Julian to the door and locks it. All wrapped up in his fantasies of what might have been, Tj heads for bed, never noticing the face peering in the window from outside.
Part 2
Tj steps into the bathroom for his morning shower and is very suprised to see Detective Julian Whitestaff already showering. Tj is immediately turned on by the sight of the well-built, extremely sexy man in his shower. Julian, noticing Tj, grins broadly and motions for Tj to join him in the shower. Not needing a second invitation, and not having worn anything to bed, Tj immediately steps into the shower, his 7 inch cock leading the way. Julian starts to lather Tj's chest for him and then, having lathered his chest, moves to the stomach. Well lathered and extremely aroused, Tj moans and reaches out to rub Julians balls, which are under a nicely formed 6.5 inch cock. Julian leans over to kiss Tj passionately as he pulls Tj tight against him. He kisses along the underside of Tj's jaw, moving from there to his neck. Tj moans with lust and starts to stroke Julian's pulsing cock. Soon, the feel of stroking Julian's cock is not enough to satisfy Tj and he drops to is knees. He continues to stroke as he takes both of Julians balls into his mouth, sucking on them lightly and causing Julian to moan. He sucks on each separately, then together all the while continuing to stoke Julian's hard pulsing cock. With sudden impulse, Tj takes Julians cock into his mouth, huming and sucking. Julian writhes with almost uncontrolable pleasure. Tj moves his mouth up and down the pulsing cock, flicking the head with his tongue, while stroking Julian's balls and jacking himself off. Julian starts to rock back and forth, running his fingers thru Tj's hair. Tj stops moving and allows Julian to fuck him in the mouth freely. Still stroking his own cock, Tj moves his other hand around to squeeze Julian's ass. Julian is rocking faster and faster, his breathing coming harder. Tj presses a finger into Julian's and starts to massage the secret place in Julian's ass. Julian, no longer able to hold off his orgasm, thrusts his cock to the hilt into Tj's face, shooting his load down Tj's throat and moaning softly. Tj, wanting to taste Julian on his tongue, pulls off a little and milks Julian dry, swallowing most of it but keeping a bit in his mouth to savor. Julian pulls Tj up and kisses him, taking his own cum back. Julian then starts to kiss Tj's chest, nipping and suckling at the taut nipples. Julian, wanting to hear Tj moan, reaches down with one hand to rub Tj's balls. He kisses down Tj's chest to his stomach, flicking his tongue into the navel. Julian moves down to take Tj's rock-hard cock into his own mouth, swallowing it to the hilt and burying his nose in Tj's pubic hair. Julian holds the cock in his mouth, rubbing it with his tongue while humming and swallowing alternately. Tj writhes and is barely able to control himself. To push Tj over the edge Julian rubs his balls and tickles his ass. This simply to much for Tj to take and, unable to control it any longer, he shoots his entire load down Julians throat.
"BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ" rings the alarm clock. Tj sits straight up in bed, finding a sticky mess on his stomach.
"DAMN! It was only a dream." mutters Tj. He pulls the sheets off of hisself and removes them from the bed, setting them aside to be washed later. Tj then heads to the bathroom for a needed shower.
After a hot shower, Tj heads to his kitchen to cook his breakfast after a short detour to retreive his bathrobe from its chair beside the bed. He makes pancakes and sits down at the breakfast table in the kitchen to eat them and drink a glass of orange juice.
Having finished breakfast and washed the dishes, Tj starts to get ready for work.
"What to wear, what to wear?" he mutters to himself. After about ten minutes of careful consideration, Tj chooses a pair of dark green dockers and a medium blue shirt. Putting his wallet into the back pocket and grabbing his keys, Tj heads out the door. He pushes the call button and waits for the elevator. When the elevator arrives, Tj steps in and presses the button for the car garage. The elevator stops two times pick other passangers, who politly nod at Tj, before arriving at the car garage. Once in the car garage, Tj makes a beeline straight to his blick Mercedes. After turning off the alarm, he gets in and leaves. As Tj's car exits the parking garage, a blue Toyota Corolla starts, and proceeds to follow Tj to work. Tj fails to notice.
Tj pulls his Mercedes into the parking lot of KWFP radio station; the security guard waves him in and Tj proceeds to his space. The blue Corolla pauses, making the space the Mercedes used, and then continuing on its way.
Tj steps out of his car, placing his keys in his pocket, and enters the building, nodding at the security guard, then heading straight for the elevator. After the elevator responds to the call, Tj enters and presses for the 5th floor, where his studio is located. The elevator door opens and he steps into the hall, heading for his studio.
Opening the door to his studio, Tj is immediately greeted by the voice of his producer, Joan. "Hello. Your late."
"I am not, we dont start till 9am and its only 8:30 right now. Just cause you sleep on the floor in here doesn't mean the rest of us don't have lives." Tj laughs.
"I see you forgot about the meeting with advertising. If u hurry, you'll only be about 15 min late."
"Damn! Thats right, I forgot all about the meeting. Oh well, they can fire me, I don't need this job anyway." Tj remarks as he leaves.
Calling after him as he walks down the hall, "Well some of us weren't left millions by a rich uncle." Joan laughs.
Hurry down the hall, Tj thinks to himself, maybe I shouldn't have partied so much last night. That leads his mind to the detective that interupted his sleep. Tj, thinking about that gorgeous body, feels a stirring in his loins.
"I think I will call him and see if we can do a late lunch together after the show." Tj says to himself.
"I'm glad see you decided to show Tj, I was starting to get a bit peeved." remarks Steve Malone, the anal-retentive manager of KWFP radio.
"Hello Steve. I see your in a good mood today. Hello Mrs. de Geofroy, how has your morning been?" says Tj, smiling and turning on all of his considerable charm.
"Hello Mr. Rowan. I've had better days. So how much will it cost me to advertise de Geofroy cars on your show. I am willing to pay handsomely for air time on your show. I hear that it is quite the popular show." remarks Mrs. Thelma de Geofroy in her soft cultured voice. She is an older woman, 65+ years of age, and a very rich woman, thanx to her late husband.
Smiling, "Mrs. de Geofroy, I know how popular my show is and I dont handle the money, except for my 6 digit salary. I don't mind at all if you choose if u advertise on my show. Talk to Steve here though obout the money. And call me Tj please." Glaces at the watch on his wrist, "Speaking of the show, I am on in 10. So if you don't mind, I'm going to go now."
"Hold on a second there Tj. You know as well as I do that we need your signature on this contract. So sign and then you can leave." snaps Steve.
"Oh yeah, I forgot. How much is my cut again?" says Tj teasingly.
"You get 15% and you know that,too Tj." Steve hands him a pen and shoves the contract his direction.
After signing, Tj states, "It was a pleasure meeting you Mrs. de Geofroy. Now I have to go. Bye." and proceeds to leave.
Back in the studio, he says hello to Joan again.
"So how was the meeting, that was very quick." says Joan. "I'm sure that Steve was tickled pink to see that you even showed." She laughs and shakes her head.
"He was annoyed that I was late, but other than that he was his usual self, a regular asshole.' Tj laughs.
"You have five minutes till your on, so if you havent eaten yet, you might want to grab a very quick bite to eat if you havent eaten yet."
"I cooked this morning, but i do want to make a phone call before i go on the air." Tj pulls his wallet out and searches for Detective Julian Whitestaff's card. Upon finding the card, he reaches for the phone.
"Some privacy would be appreciated." Tj hints, looking at the door.
"Ok. Ok. But your on in four minutes, dont forget!!" Joan heads to the producer part of the studio, and takes a seat behind the glass.
Dialing the number on the card, Tj listens for someone to pick up.
"Detective Whitestaff." answers the man on the other end of the line.
"Julian this is Tj. I dont know if you remember me but you knocked on my door this morning and I offered you a cup of coffee."
"Why yes I remember you. Did you think of something that could be helpful?"
"Not really. I called to see if you would like to go to dinner tonight. My treat." Tj crosses his fingers.
"I'd love to. I get off of work at 6."
"Where do you live? I'll pick you up at 7:30."
"Sure, I live at 1534 Hampton. I'll see you at 7:30 then."
"See you then. Bye."
"Bye."
Tj hangs up and does a dance of joy, screeming "I cant beleive he said yes." Tj jumps up and down for a few more seconds, and then Joan brings him back to reality.
"Your on in five, four, three, two, one."
"Heeeeeeeeeeelllllllllllllooooooooooo, Los Angeles. This is The Monster coming to you over the air waves."
To be continued...
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