THE DISTRICT-14 FALL OUT
Written by: Eugene Marvin (aka) NPhillydogg@aol.com
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MANAYUNK
The rain poured down like Armageddon, as a 12 hour thunderstorm which crossed across the country like a wet blanket.
In the midst of this storm, was the controversial video discovered by Action News that depicted Police Officer Rookie Elliott McConnell in a `gay sex video' with unknown males. The video (which also showed up simultaneously on the Internet) showed Elliott's light-skin mulatto face as clear as day, while blocking out the faces of the other men involved.
"HOW THE FUCK DID THIS HAPPEN...??!" asked David McConnell (currently running as one of the favorites in the race for city mayor), pacing the floor of his condo nervously as he tried to get his son on his cell phone.
McConnell's own home phone hadn't stopped ringing off the hook since the story broke, with reports and friends wanting to know his reaction? "This's GOT to be that little fucker RAHEIM'S fault!" said McConnell, thinking back. "HE was the one that MADE that video! He must've SOLD IT to the media for profit!"
"Have you gotten hold of Elliott, yet...?" asked Ramone (David's lover).
"No..." said McConnell, tossing his phone into the sofa. "...he's NOT answering his phone!"
"I'm sure there's an explanation for this..." said Ramone, trying to be positive.
"Yeah..." agreed McConnell, flipped. "...they want to BURY my chances of becoming mayor of the city!" he yelled, correctly. "I need a fucking drink!" he suddenly added, heading for the bar.
Ramone had never seen David so frazzled before. Just watching him become undone was unnerving to say the least.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door...
"I'll get it..." offered Ramone, peeking out the door before opening it.
"Is David here...?" asked Brian Dunn (McConnell's campaign advisor).
Ramone didn't particularly care for Dunn, but stood aside and allowed him in, hoping he could work this out somehow... "I HEARD about the video...!" he said, walking straight to McConnell.
"Did you SEE it...?" asked the retired police captain, taking a swig of Vodka before slamming his glass upon the counter (his throat burning like a sonovagun).
"Actually, I DID..." said Dunn, raising his eyebrows. "...were you aware of this video beforehand...?" he asked.
McConnell glanced across the room at his lover...
"Yes..." he answered, honestly. "...someone SENT me a copy of it before I started my campaign...!"
"Someone...?" asked Dunn, curiously.
"Yeah..." answered McConnell, "...it wasn't signed...! There was NO return address!"
"Do you still have the video and the packaging...?" asked Dunn.
McConnell walked over to his desk, unlocked a private draw, then pulled out the plain yellow manila envelope.
Dunn examined the envelope, checking out the contents inside...
"Was this all...?" he asked.
McConnell nodded. "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier...?" he asked, sounding pissed. "I'm supposed to be your campaign advisor..., I NEED to know if you have deep dark secrets like THIS hiding in a closet anywhere...!"
"Will this KILL his chances at running...?" asked Ramone, curiously.
"I...I don't know...!" answered Dunn, acting annoyed. "The ONLY real consolation here is that it's not DAVID in the video...! But people WILL look at this and say if he can't control his own home..., how is he going to control and entire city...?!"
"The video was taken BEFORE Elliott entered the police academy...!" reasoned Ramone, thinking that might mean SOMETHING...?
"But the DATE on the video indicates it was made not too long ago..." countered Dunn, "...maybe JUST before he entered the academy...?"
"Whose side'r you on...?!" asked Ramone, causing a surprised look on Dunn's face.
"D...David's, of course..." he said weakly, unsure whether or not Ramone was onto something?
"Then ACT like it then...!" argued Ramone, pissed by Dunn's reaction thus far. "The question is: WHO would profit from this information getting out...?" he inquired, causing an awkward silence to hover throughout the room. "I can only think of ONE person..."
"Reverend Holmes...?" said/asked McConnell.
"He's your only REAL opponent here...!" agreed Ramone.
"Maybe..." said McConnell [rubbing his chin], as if the idea never occurred to him. "...but he's a reverend..." he added, trying to wrap his mind around it. "...how'd HE even get the video in the first place...?"
"Who knows? Who cares?" asked Ramone. "Maybe some congregation CHURCH member of his saw the video in one of their kid's video collections and took it to him...? Maybe he even HIRED someone to make the video and LEAK it out to the media...? It doesn't really matter HOW he got it..., but IF he's the one responsible behind it ...then he needs to be addressed...!"
"Wait a minute..." said Dunn, jumping in to derail the idea of Holmes being involved. "...there's NO evidence that reverend Holmes had ANYTHING to do with this..."
"Then we'll find out WHO did...!" stated Ramone, confidently. "We're detectives..., it shouldn't be too hard to figure it out!"
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SOUTH PHILLY
Word of officer Elliott McConnell's sex tape played all over the air, it was the talk of the town for most Philadelphians who still believed gays were people who paraded in the streets, not respectable people like police officers.
Jake Valentine found himself staring at his parents' television, his mouth agape as his family [his mother, father, and 2 brothers {also policemen}] sat around watching the same news cast, with the same shocked expression.
"I KNEW IT..." said John [Jake's oldest brother], "...I KNEW there was something GAY about that partner of yours...!" he declared, slapping his knees in `eureka!'
"Yeah, right..." responded Jessie [Jake's middle brother], "...like YOU could tell by just ONE meeting...!"
"I could TELL, goddammit...!" said John, "When we met him at the hospital...[chap-8]...he couldn't stop starin' at our crotches...! He was like CHECKIN' out our bulges, I tell ya!"
"That IS true..." agreed Jessie, thinking back. "...I DID catch him starin' at my crotch a time or two!"
"Did YOU know he was gay, Jakey...?" asked John, as the family suddenly looked to Jake for answers.
"Of COURSE he did'n know..." said Jorge Valentine [Jake's dad], "...he would've TOLD somebody...!"
"Like WHO...?" asked Jessie, curiously.
"Like his superior officer...!" directed Jorge, from his favorite chair.
"You can't discriminate against gays in the precinct anymore, dad..." informed Jessie, "...YOU'RE likely to get into trouble before THEY would...!"
"They can't FORCE you to work alongside someone you don't believe will pull their weight in a fight...!" argued Jorge, a retired cop himself.
"News flash dad..., there'r WOMEN on the Force now..." said Jessie, "...so if you can fight beside a female partner, you can fight beside a GAY partner...! AIn't no difference in the way they're seen in the department!"
"Don't make no sense to me..." said Jorge, happy he was no long a apart of the institution.
"That poor boy..." said June Valentine [Jake mom], "...what his parents must be going through...?" she wondered aloud, before heading into the kitchen...
"Jake never answered the question...!" noticed John, having gotten side tracked by his father and brother's conversation... "Did you KNOW he was gay...?" he repeated.
Jake shook his head...
"No..." he answered.
John looked skeptical...
"You couldn't TELL he was fruity...?" asked the older brother. "He never looked at YOUR dick like he did mine and Jessie's...?"
"No...he didn't...!" answered Jake, still struck by the news report.
"What did yall TALK about when yall were stuck on patrol for hours on end...?" asked John, determined to get to the truth.
"His dad was my captain..." reminded Jake, "...we talked a lot about family stuff..."
"Like the fact that John here's engaged to YOUR ex-fiance...?" joked Jessie, getting a nudge from John, and an angry glare from dad...
"Yeah..." answered Jake, truthfully. "...we know all about EACH OTHER'S families...!" he admitted.
"So in OTHER words..." clarified John, bluntly... "...he never tried to suck your cock...?" he asked, causing their father to get up out of his EZ-Chair and seek shelter elsewhere from the conversation...
"No..." answered Jake, suddenly reminded how HE and Elliott were forced to suck off the two armed Armored Car thieves...(chap-5)...
"Damn, that's a shame...!" responded John, NOT the reaction Jake was expecting...
"WHY you say that...?" asked Jessie, just as curious as Jake.
"Would've been COOL if Jakey-boy here had got some HEAD off his black partner before all this shit hit the fan..." reasoned John, "...at least THEN it'd probably be worth all the hazin' he about to get for havin' a gay partner and not knowing about it...!"
"Would YOU'VE let a gay partner suck your dick...?" asked Jessie, looking at his brother John for answers.
"IF I was hard-up and didn't have a girlfriend..." thought John, aloud. "...I MIGHT'VE let him cop a feel of my dick...!" he admitted, much to Jake's surprise and shock. "I know YOU fucked that female partner you had last year...!" he informed, causing Jessie to laugh out loud.
"She gave me some of the best head of my life...!" smiled Jess, thinking back. "...right THERE in our squad-car!"
"Shit..." sounded John, grabbing his crotch as he laid back against the family sofa. "...I'd LOVE to get some squad-car head..." he daydreamed, thinking of how wonderful it would be. "...I be so BORD sitting on patrol, waiting to catch somebody speedin' when they already know we're there!"
"Yeah, Jake..., looks like YOU missed out on a good opportunity to get some good `car-head' from your partner when you had the chance...!" laughed Jessie, joined by their brother John. "First you get an asshole partner who went ROGUE on the Force and ended up in jail before getting KILLED for corruption..., THEN you get that Puerto-Rican partner who acts like he's MAD at the world for bein' born in the wrong skin color, or something..." joked Jessie, telling a racial faux-pas. "...and NOW you get a gay BLACK partner who's found guilty of makin' a GAY sex tape..., and you don't even get any decent HEAD out the deal! Your life sucks!"
Jake agreed...
"Hey..." thought John, having an idea. "...why don't you invite your partner over to Jessie' place for a drink...?" he suggested. "Maybe we can get him to explain WHY he did a sex video in the first place...?"
"Yeah, I'd kinda like to know THAT one, myself...!" agreed Jessie.
"You guys just want to see IF he'd suck your cocks...!" accused Jake, knowing better.
"We wouldn't need YOU to get to him if THAT was all we wanted..." corrected John.
Jake thought about confronting Elliott, and realized HE too would like to know WHY he did a gay video...? Perhaps he wanted to sabotage his dad's hopes of becoming mayor? Jake wasn't even sure he could get a hold of Elliott, let alone get him to open up in front of his 2 [policemen] brothers. But Jake decided to give it a try, if for nothing else but to clear his conscious...
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THE AIRPORT
The rain came down continuously as a car transporting 2 of the city's finest pulled into The Bungalow Motel on the outskirts of Philadelphia Airport, a hideaway used mostly by afternoon seekers and low budget passer-bys.
Police detectives Maleece Cortez and his partner Malik Jones, checked in under assumed names, entering their room as a safe haven from the storm.
"Damn...it's coming DOWN out there...!" complained Cortez, stepping into the room. "Nice place..." he complained sarcastically, turning on the lights and looking around at the cheap furnishings and shag carpeting. "...real classy...!"
"You'd rather the Hilton..." questioned his partner Malik, closing the door behind them. "...with all their cameras, surveillance, and ID check lists...?"
"No..." said Maleece, knowing they needed to stay incognito. "...but I pictured a...NICER environment...!"
"You got fucked in a sex club's dungeon and in a peepshow booth..." reminded Malik with a smirk. "...a cheap motel is a step UP...!" he declared.
"Fuck you!" laughed Maleece, good hearted.
"Maybe NEXT time..." countered Malik, cynically. "...THIS one's for YOU!"
The 2 men placed a shopping bag on the motel table, then pulled out a bottle of vodka and 2 plastic cups. Maleece popped the cap on the bottle, then poured himself a tall stiff one...
"Want some...?" he asked, wanting to get loaded before the special encounter.
Malik watched Maleece guzzle the first couple of mouthfuls, shaking his head [rapidly] as the alcohol burned its way down his throat.
"If you need all that for encouragement..., why're you looking to go through with it...?" he asked.
Maleece took another swig of vodka [feeling the alcohol already starting to affect him], before shelving the cup.
"Okay..." he said, taking a deep breath... "...we gonna DO THIS or what...?" he asked, impatiently.
"You're SUCH a romantic..." teased Malik, stepping in front of Maleece before reaching down tio undo his pants and zipper. Maleece's dick started to harden already with anticipation. He'd been looking forward to this experience for quite sometime (since the 2 men first fucked chap-79, pt-3 of The HOLE, `flashback sequence'). Unfortunately the experience was never repeated, and Maleece found himself going to some shady places to scratch his itch.
Malik undid Maleece's pants, then gently pulled his uncut 7.5" dick from his shorts.
Malik stared at the beautiful Puerto-Rican dick for a moment as he stroked it, rubbing his thumb under the foreskin as he played with the sensitive head. After a few minutes of cautious play, he got down onto his knees and took Maleece's prick in his mouth, swallowing it whole [to the root].
"DAMN...!" responded Maleece, feeling his dick engulfed in one sweep. Malik's throat muscles closed in around it almost immediately, incasing it on warm wet silkiness. "Shit..." moaned Maleece, taken aback by the exquisiteness.
Malik sealed his mouth to the shaft, molding it to the shape as his tongue provided a wet bed for the underbelly. Suctioning, he began moving his head back and forth, sliding his mouth wetly about the shaft. The foreskin moved with his mouth, bunching up about the head when he got to the tip. Malik chewed gently on the head for a minute, running his tongue curiously under the foreskin [gathering flavor] before using his hand to pull the skin back, revealing the head. With most of the foreskin back against the balls, Malik suckled the flavorful head, then bobbed his mouth back and forth along the shaft.
Maleece closed his eyes as he reveled in the thrill of his partner's mouth. In all their time as partners, it never occurred to them to mess around. Both men were too content in their dysfunctional relationships to even notice each other. Now however, Maleece knew he had to have MORE of Malik's hot mouth in the future.
Malik sucked his mouth back and forth along his partner's dick, burying his face in his groin to swallow it whole, his nose smashed against Maleece's soft pubic hairs. Malik breathed in through his nostrils, loving the scent of his buddy's pubes and balls, the masculine musk driving his senses wild with lust as he tightened his lips and started to suck harder.
Maleece lifted his shirt up overhead and pulled it off, stripping himself naked. Malik looked up at his naked body, then reached up and ran his free hand curiously over his hairy chest and flat stomach. Maleece's stomach muscles rippled through his breathing as Malik gently felt over it, getting more turned on by his partner's nakedness.
Maleece allowed Malik to suck him for a few more minutes, before pulling him up off of the floor and falling to his own knees as he began undoing Malik's pants. Malik watched as Maleece undid his trousers, fished out his 7" erection, then tookthe hard black penis into his mouth and began sucking.
"uhh..." groaned Malik, almost forgetting how strong a man's mouth could feel on his dick. He'd been living with his live-in girlfriend Fontella (mother of his daughter Lillian) for some time now, and the difference in comparisons were night and day.
Maleece's jaws were more powerful as he bobbed his head back and forth, taking as much of Malik's prick into his mouth as possibly. Malik reached down and ran his fingers through Maleece's hair, silently encouraging him to suck harder.
Malik rested back against the small oval dinner table in their room for support, his ass nestled against the edge. Maleece used that opportunity to take off Malik's shoes and pull his pants and underwear off at the feet, all while still sucking his dick. Maleece then pushed Malik up ON the table, forcing his legs into the air as he spit Malik's dick from his mouth and started to lick his way down over the balls and perineum towards the asshole.
Malik gasped aloud when Maleece's wet tongue entered his ass crack, licking the parted crevice as he tasted the anal chute. Malik lay his head back against the table as he grabbed his own legs behind the knees, and hoisted his legs back further, causing his anus to become exposed more.
Maleece bathed Malik's asshole in warm spit, washing it thoroughly as he nuzzled his face in-between the cheeks. "Damn man..." groaned Malik, looking back down over his chest, into the eyes of the man devouring his tight fuck-chute as if it were his first meal of the day. "...who's supposed to be fucking WHO...?" he asked.
Maleece pulled his tongue out of Malik's ass...
"Oh, shit..." said Maleece, pulling his tongue from Malik's asshole. "...sorry..., got caught up...!" he apologized before standing to help Malik down off the table.
Malik guided Maleece over to the bed, then instructed him to climb onboard [in doggy position] with his ass in the air. Maleece felt self-conscious sticking his ass out, but swallowed his pride and did as asked. He was rewarded when Malik warm hands massaged his hairy butt cheeks, before pressing his face in-between and began eating his asshole.
"Oh god..." groaned Maleece, resting his head against the bed.
Maleece could feel Malik's wet tongue washing over his hairy hole. Memories started to fill Maleece's brain, as he recalled the last time he'd been anally penetrated. While his lover (Jake) had successfully topped him several times in their long lasting relationship, it hadn't been as fulfilling as when he was fucked by Malik or Tony Vincelli (in The Precinct series).
Malik ate Maleece's ass, pulling the cheeks far apart to give his tongue better access. He darted his oral muscle in and out of the detective's hole, causing the quivering orifice to quake and pulse with growing excitement.
Malik pulled his face from Maleece's ass, then climbed on top of him, laying the length of his erection between the cheeks, slow grinding against his ass.
Maleece loved the feel of Malik's weight against his back, his dick rubbing back and forth along the spit wet crack.
"Oh damn, Malik..." he moaned, now lying flat against the bed, his hairy legs parted as Malik humped in-between, "...that feels SO good...!"
"I know..." said Malik, licking along the back of Maleece's ear. Maleece lifted his head, allowing Malik's tongue to enter the internal canal. Malik ground against Maleece's ass, while tongue bathing his inner ear, he rubbed his hard dick back and forth, before aiming the head up against the hungry entrance...
"Fuck me, Malik..." groaned Maleece, ready to be invaded. He waited as Malik got up and fished a brand new bottle of anal lubricant from the shopping back. He anointed a generous amount to his dick, then poured the contents over Maleece's anus, using his fingers to push the liquid inside and slicked the anal track.
Maleece could feel the fingers prying him open, stretching his anus wider as Malik added one, then two, then three fingers smoothly.
"C'mon Malik..." he said, looking back over his shoulder. "...FUCK me already, man...!"
Malik smirked as he re-guided his dick back into Maleece's ass crack. He aimed his dickhead up against his partner's asshole, then slowly began to sink inside...
"AARRHH...!" grunted Maleece, tensing automatically as his body fought the penetration. Malik could feel the asshole squeeze around his dickhead, threatening to snap it off. Malik rested both arms on either side of Maleece's body [in pushup position], as he looked down and watched his dick starting to disappear up Maleece's ass.
Maleece could feel the dick ripping through his ass, breaking through his anal ring to slowly (pain achingly) inch its way into his body. Maleece groaned and grunted aloud, unable to keep his anguish to himself. He was pleasantly surprised when (at the last possible moment) he felt Malik's tight curly crotch hair scratching against his buttock. "Oh shit...! It's in me...? It's ALL in me...?!" he asked, totally astonished.
Malik ground his pelvis against his ass...
"Yeah..." he moaned, lying against Maleece's back. "...it's all IN you...!"
"Fuck..." groaned Maleece, pushing back as Malik began to fuck.
The black detective started to thrust in and out of the hot Puerto-Rican, pulling and pushing his way through the gripping ring as the asshole sucked upon his sliding shaft. Maleece grit his teeth as he tried to endure the in/out thrusting of his rectum, his burning ring clinging to the black shaft as it dug through him with growing intensity.
"Fuck man..., your dick feels BIG as shit...!" complained Maleece, feeling his inside ripped asunder. Malik still laid across his back, slowly humping his hips as his dick slid purposely in and out. He could feel Maleece's struggle as the Rican detective tried to adjust to a better receiving position. Malik wedged his legs between the older officer's, insuring his passageway unobstructed as he continued to thrust in and out. Maleece clinched the bed sheets, enduring the pain as his body slowly began to accept the dick sliding through him.
Malik could feel Maleece's gripping anus beginning to adjust, allowing him to move with a slicker, smoothing thrust. He rose up on his arms into pushup position, then started to watch his dick as he slapped his pelvic bone against Maleece's upturned ass.
Maleece grit his teeth, turning (cater-corner) as Malik's dick continued to thrust.
"Damn man..., you all up IN that ass...!"
"Wasn't that the point...?" asked Malik, staring down into the officer's face.
Maleece's face looked so erotic and lust driven, that Malik couldn't resist leaning forward to kiss him. Their lips touched as he kept thrusting through him, his lube slicked dick squeezing through the tight ring with increasing gallop. Maleece groaned into his fucker's mouth, barely able to speak as Malik pulled out, then quickly flipped Maleece onto his back. Maleece automatically lifted his legs, exposing his glossed asshole for more fucking. Malik reached down and re-aimed his dick up to the tight hole, then pushed back in, staring into Malik's eyes as his dick bottomed out in the Rican man's ass.
Maleece groaned aloud as his asshole was retaken. His eyes fluttered closed as he bit his bottom lip in despair. His mouth gasped when Malik's pubes ground against him again, indicating the entire 7" shaft sheathed in his tiny tight entrance.
Malik stilted his arms on either side of Maleece's body, then resumed fucking as he started thrusting through him again, reestablishing his place in the saddle. Maleece gasped and groaned as he took the fucking like a man, his ass taking the brunt of Malik's quickening thrusts.
The two men fucked as the rain continued to pour outside, thunder and lightning illuminating the curtain drawn windows with flashes of light. Malik alternated staring into Maleece's sexy panting face, and looking down between their crashing bodies to watch his brown dick disappear up the older officer's hairy ass. Ever so often his dick would slip out of place [sliding up over Maleece's packed balls] before he'd reach down to reinsert back up Maleece's ass. Each new insertion helped widen Maleece's ring, enabling Malik easier access as his dick started to slid back and forth faster.
Maleece's uncut dick lay hard across his stomach, slowly leaking liquid sentiment into his flattened belly button, matting the hair trail leading towards his pubes. Malik recalled tasting Maleece's dick and cum the night he fucked him at the Plantation (chap-77, The HOLE), sucking him off after fucking Maleece's ass for the first time. Maleece's full balls swayed back and forth [after every inward thrust Malik made] at the base of his body, waiting patiently for the moment when Maleece would wrap his fist around his dick and jack himself to relief. But Malik had OTHER plans for the detective's sperm as he fucked a path straight through Maleece's gut.
"I'm going to CUM soon..." moaned Malik, knowing he was just moments away from blowing his load.
Maleece's eyes sprung open, a lusty gloss hazing over his dilating pupils...
"Give it to me, Malik..." he begged, wanting to feel his partner shoot off inside him. "...give me that nutt, man...! I wanna feel it ALL inside me...!"
Malik fucked harder, driving his hips insanely as he began pounding his partner.
"Here I come...!" he announced, his eyes rolling up into his head as he felt himself pushed over the edge. "I'm gonna cum...! I'm gonna...uhhh...AARRRRRRHHHHHHH...!!" he yelled as the cum came shooting out of him.
Maleece could feel the dick pulsing inside him, then he felt the warm liquid feeling spreading throughout his rectum as Malik's cum surged into him like a tidal wave. Malik groaned, grunted, and cursed as he came, grinding his pelvic bone against Maleece's hairy ass as his dick fed him every ounce of his love.
Maleece reached down and began stroking his leaky dick, when Malik suddenly stopped him.
"What...?" asked Maleece, on the edge. "I wanna CUM too...!" he argued.
"I know..." said Malik, withdrawing his dick before standing up and straddling Maleece's waist. Maleece let go of his erection as Malik reached down and grasped it. Squatting down over top, Malik rubbed the leaky tip back and forth over his own anus, then sat directly down on the stiff penis as it penetrated him.
"UHHH..." gasped Malik, suddenly full of Puerto-Rican cock.
He ground his beautiful black ass down against Maleece's groin, churning his uncut meat around in his gut. Maleece could feel Malik's tight anal ring cutting into the base of his dick, cutting off circulation like a too tight wedding band.
Malik [still in squat position] lifted up off Maleece's erection, feeling it slip out all the way up to the foreskin covered head. Then he changed direction and sat back down, his anus swallowing the cock whole as his fat round buns slapped back into Maleece's lap like a heavy weight.
Malik fucked his ass up and down Maleece's shaft for about a half dozen strokes, before Maleece's reached up and grabbed Malik's waist, then forced him all the way DOWN on his dick...
"I'm COMIN...!!" announced the Puerto-Rican, as he thrust UP into Malik's ass and unloaded. "AARRRRRRHHHHHHGGGGG...!!!" he screamed aloud, his head thrown back against the bed as he withered and thrashed about like a burning victim.
Malik could feel the dick jumping and jerking inside him, and knew his partner was filling him full...
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