THE DISTRICT-27 Restroom Encounter
Written by: Eugene Marvin (aka) NPhillydogg@aol.com
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SOUTH PHILLY
The media talked about how former police officer Elliott McConnell was let go of the Force, but not charged in any wrong doing in the video sex tape he was accused of participating in. 51 yr old reverend Malcolm H. Holmes watched the news with a grain of salt. An advocate against homosexuality, he certainly wanted to see Elliott McConnell FRY in prison for participating in such fifth, if for no other reason than to cause his father to drop out of the campaign in disgrace.
"HOW the hell did this happen...?" asked the reverend, ready to throw his paper weight at the television. "We practically had McConnell all packed up and GONE!" he screamed at his assistant [Brian Dunn]. "NOW he's focused back on the campaign and adding more fund raisers to his schedule! What HAPPENED...?! That VIDEO TAPE was supposed to be the death of him!"
"Perhaps there is more to David McConnell than meets the eye...?" suggested Dunn, having had firsthand knowledge.
Holmes looked over at Dunn and frowned...
"The more I hear you talk..., the more I wonder WHOSE side are you reaaly on anyway...?" questioned the reverend.
"I'm just saying..." said Dunn, trying to clean up his statement. "...instead of trying to make him look like the villain..., why don't we focus on his attributes...?"
"You mean like...BEFRIEND him...?" questioned Holmes with a frown.
Dunn twisted his lips, believing it a dumb idea... "That's PERFECT..." added Holmes, cheerfully. "...then after we befriend him, we slit his throat when he least expects it...! Brilliant idea!" cheered Holmes.
"uh...that's NOT what I meant..." defended Dunn.
"OH I think it is..." reasoned Holmes, "...cause to mean otherwise would be a big mistake for a campaign manager who's looking to continue on with his job...!"
"Right..." said Dunn, knowing McConnell and the reverend were 2 entirely different kinds of men. "You and McConnell still have a head to head debate coming..." reminded Dunn, looking over Holmes' schedule. "...with his son's legal questions now behind him...what do you plan to HIT him with at the debate...? I mean, to bring up his son's legal problems that late in the game might look a little desperate...!"
"McConnell has a SLEW of dirty secrets we can hatch up at the debate..." said Holmes, confidently. "...his sexuality, his abandonment of his family, his family values, the alienation of his children, his ex-wife, his dead lover to which HE was a suspect at some point..., this list goes on and on and on and on...!"
Dunn made a mental note to make McConnell counter everything Holmes mentioned with something positive he's done for the city! After all, what's a debate without evening the score a little...?
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NORTH PHILLY
Malik Jones was standing by the filing cabinets looking for paperwork, when he turned around to see a familiar but unwelcomed face staring at him from his desk... "Tyrone..." he said, knowing he'd come down to bail out his brother.
"Malik..." said Tyrone, standing beside Malik's desk as Malik walked over and tossed the folder he'd been looking for on top of the pile he already had. "...you KNOW you were wrong for that, rite...?"
Malik smiled, avoiding eye contact unil the last minute...
"He HAD it coming...!" said the officer, point blank. "You have no idea what he's put me through these last months..."
"Why don't you tell me...?" asked Tyrone, concerned.
Malik looked over at his partner's empty desk, then decided to take Tyrone up on his offer, taking him back to one of the closed interrogation rooms. Tyrone walked in, recognizing the room immediately [having been arrested once or twice himself]. He walked over to the table and chairs sitting in the middle of the room, perfectly aligned with the two way mirror strategically placed behind it, then turned around to give Malik his undivided attention. "Well...?" he asked...
Malik closed the door...
"I haven't been in contact with you or your family in a long time..." said Malik, "...but Marvin and I broke up for GOOD after the birth of my daughter, --Lillian...! I wanted to focus on my family, as Lillian's mother and I decided to live together for the baby's sake...!"
"That's REALLY ole fashion, but aiight..." said Tyrone, following the story.
"Hey..., I was a totally DIFFERENT guy before I met your brother..." argued Malik, not liking how Tyrone belittled his decision to go straight again. "...I figured the birth of Lillian was a sign that maybe I was supposed to be with a woman..., to set me life back to normal...!"
"And how's THAT workin' out for you...?" inquired Tyrone, curiously.
"Well..." said Malik, getting back to his story. "...Marvin wouldn't take NO for an answer...! He kept showing up at places and FORCING me to have sexual relations with him..."
"Sexual relations...?" laughed Tyrone...
"He FUCKED me when and wherever he wanted..." corrected Malik, "...rather I wanted it or not! He didn't care that we had broken up...! He didn't care that I was with Fontella now, that I was raising a family...!"
"Sounds like MY brother..." conceded Tyrone, picturing Malrvin TAKING Malik whenever he wanted.
"THEN one day I came home from work to find a group of men tag teaming Fontella in MY bedroom, with my DAUGHTER present...!" explained Malik, still traumatized by the visuals. "MARVIN orchestrated that whole scenario, saying Fontella was a whore who'd fucked every man that walked through The Shaky Butt...!"
"And it's true..." agreed Tyrone, "...even I've fucked her...!"
"She was TRYING to change..." argued Malik. "...HE didn't have a right to MAKE her relive those old days...!"
"You're rite..., that was wrong..." agreed Tyrone.
"I walked out of the apartment...! Marvin caught up to me to try to explain HIS view...but I wasn't trying to listen..., not after everything I'd done for HIM..., he couldn't give me this ONE thing I asked for...?" cried Malik, holding back his tears, refusing to shed them over his ex. "I had him arrested because he had the audacity to walk up into a Precinct with narcotics in his pockets, thinking he could just waltz in and MAKE me listen to him...!"
Malik looked Tyrone directly in the eyes... "You NEED to make your brother realize whatever WE had is over...! I'm not the same Malik he could just walk in and FUCK into submission! I don't want to be with him anymore...! It's an emotional DRAIN to deal with him and his issues day after day...!"
"Okay..." said Tyrone, seeing the frustration in Malik's face and body language. "...I'll TALK to him..., I'll try to make him chill out...!" said the younger brother, before moving in to take Malik's hand... "But that don't mean WE have to stop bein' friends, does it...?" he asked, inching closer.
Malik chuckled, pushing away...
"You Rollins men..." he signed, seeing the same charm in Tyrone. "...yall never stop...!"
"What...?" asked Tyrone, acting surprised and insulted. "I'm just askin' if WE can still hang...?"
"We've never hanged...!" corrected Malik.
"Well..." said Tyrone, snaking his arms about Malik's tiny waist. "...if we could finish what we started...?" clarified Tyrone.
"OH..." said Malik, "...you mean the, um..."
"...3sum...!" reminded Tyrone.
"Well you see how THAT turned out...!" recalled Malik [chapter-28 of The Precinct].
"HE'S not around to interrupt us this time..." said Tyrone, pulling Malik closer as their fronts mashed together like book ends.
Malik could feel Tyrone's hardening dick pressing against him, and started to get aroused himself as memories of Tyrone making love to him in his injured brother's physical absence filled his mind...
Tyrone saw Malik weakening, and leaned in for the kiss...
"Don't..." protested Malik, pulling back.
"Why not...?" asked Tyrone, his dick print easily visible as he tried to get Malik back in his arms. "You're feelin' me, Malik..., I KNOW you are...!" he reasoned, "WHY don't you wanna give US a chance...? The same chance you gave my brotha...?" he questioned.
Malik could SEE the sincerity on Tyrone's face...
"Do you honestly believe WE could have a relationship...with MARVIN hanging about...?" asked Malik. "I've already told you how he bulldozed over my relationship with Fontella...! How he totally disrespected my decision to stop seeing him by attacking me and raping me whenever and wherever he wanted...! Do you think he's going to see you and me together as a couple, and respect our decision to be together...? Do you REALLY think he's just going to disappear because WE want him to? If anything he'd be even MORE abusive..., probably to the BOTH of us...! I believe the best way to get Marvin OUT of my life and to cut ALL TIES with him..., that includes communication, conversations, sex, and family...! I'm sorry..."
"I GET it..." said Tyrone, seeing Malik's point. "...but I think its fucked up that WE can't be together even though we both want to...!"
"I think it's better this way..." said Malik.
Tyrone moved closer, taking Malik into his arms before planting a meaningful, soulful kiss on his lips. Malik didn't resist when Tyrone leaned in. He knew what was coming, and truth be told, he WANTED the kiss. He allowed Tyrone's mouth to touch his, their soft lips mashing together gently like four pillows. Sensing no resistance from Malik, Tyrone parted his lips and extended his tongue, slipping it into Malik's mouth as Malik accepted it. Malik felt the warm wet tongue invading his mouth, and started to suckle it. Tyrone wrapped his arms tighter around Malik's waist, pulling him in closer as they smashed their bodies together, practically grinding off one another like horny teenagers as a school dance.
Malik felt all of his senses being pulled into that kiss, as Tyrone slowly rotated his head from one side to the other, rotating his tongue as well. Tyrone couldn't help reaching back to grab a handful of Malik's plush ass, his dick bricking against Malik as memories of being up inside him filled his brain like a picture gram.
Malik felt himself starting to MELT in Tyrone's lusty arms, and fought to pull away before his spirit got too weak to stop...
Tyrone fought to keep kissing, holding Malik tighter as he continued to swab his mouth his with searching tongue...
"No, don't..." rejected Malik, ripping his mouth from Ty's.
Tyrone let Malik go, feeling sexually frustrated as his dick tented out the front of his pants...
"Sorry..." he said, apologizing for being too pushy.
"It's okay..." said Malik, trying NOT to stare at Tyrone's erection. "...the Rollins men are just naturally aggressive, I guess..."
"Don't do that..." said Tyrone, feeling boxed. "...don't classify me with Marvin..., we're two totally different types..." he added, stepping in closer [again]... "...I thought I showed you that already...?"
"You did..." said Malik, stepping backwards [his own dick tenting the front of HIS slacks]. "...I apologize..."
"You know, I accept that we can't be together rite now cuz'a yur relationship with Marvin..., but that excuse ain't gonna FLY forever...! Eventually you gonna have to come up with another reason why you don't wanna date me..., cuz I ain't nothin' like my brotha...!" declared Tyrone, adjusting his shrinking erection before heading for the door.
Malik watched Tyrone disappear around the corner [most likely going to bail out his brother], and wondered if he was REALLY doing the right thing...?
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SOUTH PHILLY
Police detective Maleece Cortez parked his private car outside the local bar his boyfriend Jake introduced him to years ago. He saw Jake shooting pool with his brother Jessie, and signaled to him before disappearing into the men's room in the back of the bar. Jake gave Jessie his pool stick [telling him of an `errand' he needed to run], then headed for the restroom [inconspicuously] after Maleece...
"I don't have much time left on my lunch break..." informed Maleece, waiting in one of the restroom stalls with his pants undone. Jake wasted no time joining him [locking the stall door behind him], falling to his knees before pulling Maleece's uncut prick from his pants to take into his mouth.
To break up the monotony of their relationship, Maleece and Jake decided to spring into action whenever the mood struck, no matter where they were [the movies, a restaurant, the doctor's office, a ball game, etc..].
Jake took his lover's dick into his mouth and sucked it to full erection, bobbing his head, twisting and turning like a cork screw, and swallowing the 7.5" prick whole. Maleece leaned back against the stall wall, lifting his shirt to look down and watch his Puerto-Rican dick disappear between Jake's pink white boy lips. He loved watching Jake eat his dick, swallowing him to the root and back, doing his best to make him feel good.
Jake loved taking Maleece into his mouth and throat, feeling the mast of his manhood breaking through his oral cavity, cutting off his oxygen flow as he pressed his nose into his man's hairy pubic bone, breathing in the smell of his groin.
Jake slobbered all over Maleece's hard manhood, lubricating it thoroughly with saliva before getting up to undo HIS pants...
Maleece quickly grabbed Jake and planted a hot wet on his lips, thrusting his tongue into Jake's mouth and swabbing his oral cavity with his taster before spinning his boyfriend around to face the wall. Kneeling, Maleece yanked Jake's pants and underwear down with one pull, revealing his gorgeous buttock. Jake arched his back to make for a better appetizer. Maleece pulled the cheeks apart, staring at the beautiful hairless hole before pressing his face between the cheeks. "Oh man..." moaned Jake, feeling Maleece's scruffy face scratching between his smooth white globes, his spit wet tongue licking over his pink boy-hole, lavishing it in warm saliva.
Maleece could feel Jake's ass cheeks on either side of his face as he pressed his mug in deep and ate, stroking his own wet erection, preparing Jake's hole for digging. Jake's chest and face was pressed against the stall wall, his back arched to heighten his ass for eating. He bit his lower lip to keep from groaning too loudly as Maleece ate his ass, shoving his tongue in and out of his asshole, saturating it with spit.
After a few minutes Maleece got up and stood in close behind Jake, presenting his hooded erection between Jake's butt cheeks, feeling for the slimy entrance. Pushing forward he could feel his dickhead zeroing in on the hole, sinking into the elastic ring, slipping inside.
"Yeeaaahhhh..." moaned Maleece, pressing his crotch into Jake's ass after sheathing his entire shaft, pressing his body against Jake's back.
Jake could feel the dick sliding into him, stretching his anus wide before filling his rectum full. Jake clamped his anus down on Maleece's dick, making his boyfriend moan aloud.
Maleece kissed Jake on the cheek as he started to thrust in and out of his ass, feeling Jake's asshole sucking him inside like a hot mouth. He reached up under Jake's shirt, feeling his muscled torso as he bounced his pelvic bone off his ass.
Outside in the bar, Jessie Valentine [Jake's middle brother] finished playing pool. Tossing his stick onto the table, he walked over and picked up his beer, gulping down the last mouthful before heading into the restroom to relieve himself.
Pushing the door open, he walked over to the nearest urinal and started to urinate. While waiting, he thought he heard something coming from one of the stalls. Cocking his hear, he listened to soft moans coming from behind a closed door, and [at first] thought it was some dude fucking a chick in the stall. His dick started to rise in his hand as he took to stroking it. After pissing, he didn't bother to flush, not wanting to disturb the couple. Bending down, he expected to see a pair of high heels, but was surprised to see two sets of male sneakers with their pants and underwear wrapped down around their ankles. Jessie stood up, shocked that 2 fags were fucking in his favorite bar. He wished his older brother John was there to see it. John was the ballsier of the two, and would have gone over and banged down the door to see the faces of the faggots ruining their bar's good name.
Jessie was just about to leave the restroom when he when he noticed his dick was still hard. Unable to tuck it away without it showing a bulge in his pants, he decided to duck into the next stall to jack off. He locked himself in and sat on the bowl and started whacking his crank, listening to the guys fuck next door. He could hear one thrusting into the other, his pelvis slapping into the other guy's ass as he fucked him a new one. Jessie was in the midst of jacking when he recalled how John had gotten a blow job by Jake's partner Elliott, and wondered what it might feel like to feel another guy's mouth on his dick? He noticed a hole in the side wall, allowing him to look into the next stall. Getting up, he took a deep breath before sticking his dick through the hole, unsure what to expect...
Jake was getting fucked from behind by his boyfriend [taking his dick deep with every thrust], when he saw another dick suddenly appear. Surprised, he got Maleece's attention and showed him the visitor. Maleece stopped fucking and looked down at the erection sticking through the hole. To Jake's surprise Maleece grabbed it, stroking it with his hand. "Suck it..." he whispered to his lover, getting a shocked look from Jake.
"Seriously...?" he whispered back, "You WANT me to give another guy head...?"
"Yeah, why not...?" asked Maleece.
"I don't know..." said Jake, "...maybe because LAST TIME you had such a fit that you threw me out of the house...?"
"That was THEN, this is now..." said Maleece, still stroking the erection. "...do I have to show you HOW...?" he asked, pulling out of Jake to squat to his knees. Jake watched as his lover removed his hand from the 7.5" erection, then leaned in and started sucking it.
"Oh shit...!" gasped Jessie, feeling a hot wet mouth wrap around his piece.
Maleece took the dick into his mouth and started sucking, showing Jake that he had no qualms about them sharing guys. He knew Jake was watching, and was probably flabbergasted to see his super moncho boyfriend eating a stranger's dick though a hole, but Maleece was no stranger to anonymous gloryhole sex, having met Tony Vincelli at a strip club gloryhole sometime ago [back in the beginnings of The Precinct, Chap-5].
Maleece didn't get to practice his dick sucking skills very often, as Jake saw himself as the `bottom' in their relationship, so Maleece took a few minutes to enjoy the fat white sausage between his lips, sliding the dick in and out of his mouth several dozen times before finally pulling off, leaving the prick slick with his spit, and ready for more.
"Go ON..." he encouraged, as Jake reluctantly squat down on the floor and took the stranger's cock into his mouth.
Jessie wasn't rightly aware [at first] that a different mouth had taken in his dick, until he felt the distinctive difference in suck style. While Maleece simply sucked back and forth [taking much of the shaft into his mouth with every stroke and wetting it with spit], Jake swallowed the dick with every intake, banging his nose against the partition every time he deep throated the prick to the root. Jessie could feel his loins go into overdrive from the NEW mouth now sucking his pipe.
Once Maleece noticed Jake no longer showing any qualms about eating a dick in front of him, he squatted down behind Jake, fitting his still erect cock back up into Jake's ravished hole, fucking him in squat position as Jake ate another man's dick.
"Holy fuck..." moaned Jessie, the side of his face plastered against the stall wall as his eyes glossed over lustfully.
Maleece fucked Jake's ass from behind, ramming himself in and out of his talented hole while holding on to his bare waist. He watched Jake sucking the dick before them, watching his lover's beautiful pink lips sliding up and down the rock hard shaft. He could HEAR the guy moaning from the next stall, unable to hold back his appreciation as Jake's watery mouth consumed him whole with every stroke.
After a few minutes of watching and fucking, Maleece pushed Jake down onto his knees as he continued to fuck him from behind, but the new leverage allowed him to lean in next to Jake as he bobbed his head back and forth. Jake felt Maleece's stubble face beside his, and KNEW Maleece wanted to taste some more dick. Spitting the prick from his mouth, Jake let Maleece pick up where he left off. Jake took the prick back into his mouth, and began sucking dick over Jake's shoulder. Jake [pressed against the stall wall], licked along the base of the prick as Maleece sucked. Maleece bobbed his head several times [working the dick about in his mouth], before pulled back to share. He and Jake both licked up and down the sides of the dick, their hot slimy tongues slithering wetly along the sides and underbelly, painting Jessie's cock with a mixture of warm saliva.
Jessie could feel mouths on his cock, sliding up and down his shaft like 2 oil painter professionals. He started to thrust back and forth with his hip, sliding his dick over their tongues as they licked him so ferociously. Occasionally one or the other would slip Jessie's cock into their mouth, suckling off the tasty pre-cum before resuming the shared approached. Jessie could feel his cock starting to throb from the unfamiliar delight. He'd never had 2 chicks share his dick like this, and couldn't help popping his load all over the 2 cocksuckers giving him such a thrill.
Jake felt the pulsing of the urethra tube against his tongue first, then saw the first spurt of thick white cream shoot out between his and Maleece's faces before capturing it in his mouth. He felt the next pulse of cum shoot across his tongue before he removed his mouth to swallow. Maleece noticed the creamy flow falling from the pulsating tip, and took the head into HIS mouth to taste. He too felt several spurts of cum fill his oral cavity before pulling off to swallow, allowing Jake to finish off the pint.
Jake cleaned off the dick [eating the last droplets of cum] before Maleece chimed in for a snowball's kiss. Jake turned his head sideways so he and Maleece could kiss orally, while still sharing the hot hard dick between them. Jessie's cockhead was still trapped between their dueling mouths as they tongue swabbed and cum swapped the remnants of his load.
Maleece pulled back after a few minutes of taboo kissing, to pulverize Jake's ass with deep rough strokes. He continued to squat behind him on the balls of his feet, ramming his hips back and forth as he drilled his dick in and out of Jake's bare hole. Jake panted softly on his knees, his back arched to expose his ass as Jessie slowly withdrew his dick through the hole. Completely satisfied, he tucked his spit wet dick back into his jeans and buttoned up, leaving the 2 fags to their perversions.
He left the stall to wash his hands at the sink. Looking back, he could just SEE the 2 guys couched together on the floor, one behind the other as they fucked each other into oblivion. Jessie left the restroom to return to the bar where he bought himself a beer, then planted himself on a stool so he could easily SEE who came out of the men's room. Although he never intended to have homosexual sex again, he couldn't help wondering what the 2 guys looked like that gave him the best head of his adult life?
Inside Maleece was still fucking Jake, ramming his uncut Puerto-Rican erection in and out of his sucking asshole, when he suddenly thrust in one last time and came...
"OH SHIT..., I'm about to CUM...!" he announced, holding his dick inside. "AARRRHHHHHHH...!!" he yelled, losing his load inside his lover's ass.
Jake could feel the cock jerking wildly inside him, filling him full as he leaned his head back against Maleece's shoulder, reaching up and back to run his fingers through his hair. Maleece buried his face in Jake's shirt and groaned, not wanting to cause any more unwanted attention than necessary.
"Damn..., that was WILD...!" said Maleece, after gaining his composure.
Pulling out, he pulled free from Jake's ass and stood up. Jake turned around and took Maleece's softened prick into his mouth, cleaning it off. Afterwards he stood up as both men dressed. "Thanks babe..." said Maleece, giving Jake a peck on the lips before exiting the stall.
Jessie was still sitting at the bar when the men's room door opened, and out walked Jake and his roommate Maleece. Jessie nearly fell from his chair at the thought of his brother possibly giving him head.
He turned around in his seat, pretending not to see them as they hit the side exit. Taking a chance that maybe he was wrong, Jessie ran into the men's room to see IF the 2 cocksuckers were still there? When he found the empty stall [a load of cum on the floor where Jake knelt while getting fucked], he fell back against the sinks, realizing his suspicions had just been confirmed!
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