Date: Sun, 3 May 2009 01:55:32 EDT
From: DogBone421@aol.com
Subject: "Night Patrol"  chapter 10

"Night Patrol"

Chapter 10


The heat of the summer day was ramping up quickly  as beads of sweat formed
on my forehead. My underarms were already wringing wet  as I felt a large
drip of sweat run down the side of my rib cage. The hot air  inside the
trucks cabin had a musty odor that was associated with its oldness.  Leaning
forward to roll my window down, my back stuck to the hot vinyl seat. The  rush
of air felt good as I placed my arm on the open window ledge and leaned my
head into the cooler breeze. I closed my eyes and for a few seconds I was a
kid  again riding in my dads truck.
Even though it was climbing into the nineties again today, I still felt a
cold chill from Jason.  As I looked  over at him, he stared straight ahead
as we drove down the dirt road that was  pitted with potholes and never said
a word. Their place was nestled in a small  valley between two pine covered
mountains and appeared very serene. The old barn  and a car up on blocks was
replaced by thickets of tall grass, trees and weeds  that hide the trailer
from the main road. I scanned the area and took mental  notes so I wouldn't
get lost coming back here later tonight. My asshole clinched  tighter as I
realized I was absent mindedly planning my next visit with Bill. I  ran my
hand through my crew cut and stared out the open window as I wondered if  I
was doing the right thing. I didn't want to cause problems between a father
and his son and coming back here tonight was sure to stir some shit up. I had
 enough problems and didn't need to add to my load at this  point.
I was brought back to  reality when Jason slammed on the brakes as we
approached the entrance to the  highway. The truck slid in the loose dirt and I
had to brace my arm against the  dash to stop myself from slamming into it. I
cussed myself for not fastening my  seatbelt because I knew better. All the
tickets and lectures I had given others  came back to me two fold. As I
looked over at him with daggers in my eyes, he  floored it and threw my body
back against the seat as he pulled out. I had to  squeeze my fists tight and
breath deep so as not to explode at him as he flew  down the country highway
like a maniac.
Realizing fighting with him  now would only make matters worse, I folded my
arms and leaned against my door  and stared at him like a cop does as he
drove. I guess he could feel my anger  because he eased up on the gas pedal
and we slowed to a safer speed. As I sat  there, it was the first time I
really had the chance to take a good look at him.  I was guilty again of sleeping
with a guy and then getting to know him better  later. He was a good
looking kid and took after his old man a lot. I scanned him  from head to toe and
took in the teenager I had been fucked by earlier. If  someone had told me
before I would offer my ass up to a snotty noised kid, I'd  of called them a
dam liar. With my ass bored out two times from him already, It  just goes to
show you, never say never!
My eyes naturally wondered to the nice wad he displayed in his faded old
jeans. A hound dog like me never misses a chance to check out another mans
crotch! Its always been the first thing I notice on a guy and I always notice
 which side his cock lays. I'm a master at doing it anymore especially
behind my  sunglasses. I had to smile an evil grin when I realized I knew all
about that  part of him! The kid was a real good ass bandit and I had to give
credit where  it was due! If he only knew he had a State Trooper hanging off
his dick last  night, what stories he could tell!
As I settled back in my seat and spread my legs wide, I tried to relax
some. I casually dug my hand under the waistband of my sweat pants and
scratched  my itching nuts. That caught his attention and he glanced over at me and
watched. But all too quickly his head returned to staring out the
windshield.  This was my one chance to break the ice and I took it.
"Fucking crabs, tides must be coming in I guess!"
He couldn't help but laugh and I grinned along with him. Here was my
opportunity to try and make things better, so I scooted a little closer to him.
When he didn't flinch or cuss me out, I reached my hand down and started
rubbing  his thigh lightly. In a real calm voice I spoke to him.
"Come on Jason, I took two loads off you last night. You know me better
then most men do or ever will. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, but I'm too
dam old for you. Your a good looking kid, you can do better then me. Tell
you  what, lets start over and be friends at least. I'm willing to sleep with
you  anytime you need some relief but this jealousy shit has to stop right
now!"
I dropped my hand into his crotch and rubbed his wad and felt the kid
instantly begin to grow. I shook my head and marveled at the stemma the kid had.
 Oh to be young again! When he placed his hand on top of mine and squeezed
it, I  hoped things were better.
"Listen, I'm not going to lie to you anymore. Your old man and I are  going
to be seeing a lot of each other over the next few weeks. I plan on coming
back here tonight and sleeping with him again, so don't be pissed at me.
He's  helping me through some ruff shit and I need him badly right now. I'll
be around  for a few weeks and then most likely you'll never see me again. So
if you want  some more ass off me, drop the jealous shit and we can talk."
He was quick to speak up and the tension between us melted away  quickly.
"Fuck man, you know I want some more of that ass of yours! Your the
tightest hole I ever been in. Its makes me crazy I guess, I'm sorry I was being  a
dick. Its just, your the best looking guy dad has ever brought home and I
wanted you to like me more, that's all. I don't want you to leave. I don't
have  a problem with you taking dick off him if that's what you want. Maybe
you can  crash with us longer. I know the old man would enjoy having you
around. He likes  having a regular guy to fuck. Been a while since he's had
that. Fuck, if  anything you'll give my ass a break from him!"
There was an uncomfortable silence after he said that and he suddenly
acted real nervous. I tired to put him at ease quickly.
"Its Ok Jason, I already figured you two were fucking around together. As
long as he isn't forcing you to do anything I'm cool with it."
I watched as he took a deep breath and then started talking  again.
"He'll kill me for saying something! He has always been worried the cops
will show up and arrest him. Honest, its may fault. I started it all. He just
 couldn't resist when I started experimenting with him. Once we did it, I
came to  him wanting to suck him off all the time. And once I started he was
so horny he  didn't want me to stop. Around these parts this kind of thing
isn't uncommon and  its overlooked. Guess its the isolation and the
loneliness of living in the  rural mountains.  Its the code of  mountain folks to
keep their mouths shut and I just fucked up! PLEASE don't ever  say anything,
God he'll kill me!"
He was quickly panicked and I tired to calm him as he rambled on. I ran  my
hand under his loose fitting tee shirt and rubbed his belly telling him to
relax.
"Its alright Jason. I understand. Guess you could say I understand  exactly
what you mean. Your dads a sexy man, hell I can't resist him either last
night. I came home with him and we had sex together didn't we? That's why I'm
 coming back out here tonight. So relax, its alright!"
He finally caught on that I wasn't freaked out by it all and his secret
was safe with me. As I pulled my hand from under his shirt and returned to
rubbing his crotch, I could feel him swelling harder under the fabric of his
jeans.  Within seconds he was  totally up and his cock was tenting the front
of his jeans.
"WOW, I have never been able to talk with anyone about this before. I'm  so
fucking horny now that its out! I always figured I'd be looked at as a
freak  for fucking with him. Its so hard to keep it quiet when you enjoy it so
much,  isn't it? And now you know and your ok with it all. God dam!" he said
with lust  in his eyes. "Makes me want to blow a load! Help me out dude,
will  you?"
"How about I pull over up the road a bit and you polish off my knob? I
want to drop a load so fucking bad! I know of an old logging road no one uses
anymore. What you say?"
I pulled my hand away from his hard mound and while shaking my head no, I
scooted back closer to my door.
"You know what kid, I'd love that some other time, maybe we can make that
happen tonight when I come back. But right now I have other things on my
mind  and I need to get back to my truck. I have some really important shit
that I  have to get taken care of right away. Besides, I already took two loads
from  you, aint you had enough for one day?"
As we rode under trees that covered the winding road, much cooler air
flowed across my naked chest and fresh honeysuckle filled the air. I figured he
excepted my answer and dropped it as we continued down the road quietly. I
felt  a lot more at easy as I sat there when I finally recognized a familiar
landmark.  I now knew where I was and that the diner was maybe ten minutes
from here. Very  casually I then noticed him undo the top of his jeans and
pull his zipper  down.  Letting go of the steering  wheel on a straight patch
of open highway, he eased himself up off the seat a  few inches and pulled
his jeans lower on his thighs. I was left seeing his hard  cock poking
through the slit in his dingy white boxer shorts and did it ever  look inviting!
As he gripped his cock with one hand, he slowly jerked his  shaft.
"What are you doing?" I asked him with sarcasm in my  voice.
"Airing out the snake!" he was quick to answer as he looked over at  me.
"What's the matter, getting you hot or something? Come on dude, don't you
want to at taste it. I figure you can blow me while I'm driving, that solves
 both our problems. I get you there quicker and you drain my nuts for me!
Come on  man, just lick the head for me once!"
I had to give him credit for trying, he had a one track mind! But I was
still reluctant to give in so easily. He was trying to play me and I knew his
game. Fuck, I was the adult here and he wanted to call the shots? Even
though I  was putting on a good front, my cock began to betray me. That fucker
always  seems to have a mind of its own. In my tight fitting sweats there was
no hiding  my obvious bulge beginning to show. I couldn't believe my own
horniness and  wondered if the blow to my head had changed me? I hated to say
he noticed also  and continued to slowly work his shaft as he taunted my
with his young  cock.
"Look dude, you already got me leaking. Come on man, lick the tip for me
will you before it gets on my boxers? You don't have to blow me, just clean
my  head off."
As I looked at his cock head, he was right, there was a large drip of
precum hanging from his piss slit. I was mesmerized by it instantly and wondered
 what he tasted like as I slowly swallowed. When I broke eye contact with
his  cock, I looked up at him and was looking at me with a look of pure lust.
There  was no doubt he had a way about him that made you want him. He was
going to be  hell's bells when he got older!
"Come on, you know you want to. I swear I'll nut fast in your mouth. We
got to hurry before we get any closer to your truck."
As he extended his right arm towards me and motioned with his hand for me
to come, I gave it some serious thought. I scanned the perimeter as we drove
and  made sure we were still in a somewhat remote area before I made my
final  decision. I had never sucked a guy off in a vehicle and wasn't sure if I
wanted  to start now. Again, all the times I made young couples move on
from a spot  there were "making out" ran through my head. What a hypocrite I
was turning into  because of a set of balls and a cock! What happened to the
oath I took to uphold  the law?
As he continued to look over at me and slow pump his cock, I couldn't
resist any longer and gave in.
"Alright kid, you win fucker! I must be crazy for doing this, you better
nut fast!"
That said, I lowered myself into the floorboards, which wasn't easy for a
big guy like me. I moved my upper body across the bench seat with my legs
folded  under me. As my head approached his cock the floor stick shift dug
into my rib  cage. Moving my head into his lap, I studied the beautiful
specimen before me.  Hard as a rock with veins running the length of the shaft, it
was a beauty! The  head was a mean looking dark purple  and his piss slit
was gapped opened with an ooze drop ready to fall off.  Like I was getting
ready to lick an ice cream cone, I stuck my tongue out and  lapped off the
excess fluid. Instantly my experienced mouth tasted a strong  presence of sperm.
I knew right away the kid could get a girl knocked up without  shooting in
her. He was fertile as fuck! My perverted mind drifted to the two  loads I
took off him and I wondered how deep they had swam in  me?
Getting down to business I sucked his mushroom head into my mouth and my
tongue did laps around the crown. He began to moan and dropped one of his
hands  from the wheel and placed it behind my neck. As I took him deeper he was
a  goner! He eased himself up off the seat slightly each time I throated
him and  humped a few strokes as he held my neck. I could tell his head was
super  sensitive and that he wouldn't last long in my experienced mouth. I
increased my  suction and worked his shaft to pull his load from his balls. He
smelled clean  and of fresh soap in his crotch area as I took him balls
deep. As my head began  to bob, my right ear kept getting caught on the steering
wheel and it broke my  concentration at times. I didn't like this position
and wanted this to end as  quickly as it started. When his breathing
increased and his body tensed I knew  he was close. I pulled off him for a second
to say,
"Keep your eyes open, both hands on the wheel and don't forget your
driving kid. I don't want you to kill us both!"
That said I went back to work on him and sucked like a hover vacuum
cleaner! It only took a few deep throats and he fired off his first shot. It was
a good squirt in my throat and I swallowed fast so I wouldn't choke. Direct
deposit explains it best!  Two more  less intense shots fired off and then
he slowed to a nice cum flow. A slightly  bleach smell filled my nostrils as
I savored the kids semen. His load tasted  strong and was slimy on my
tongue. I found a few clots in his snot pool and ran  them along the front of my
teeth. The kid was sweating now and the smell of his  young pheromones was
strong.
Digging his piss slit for any leftovers, he begged me to back off because
he was super sensitive now. I respected the kids wishes and swabbed his head
one  more time before I pulled off. Getting back into the sitting position
wasn't  easy. My legs had cramped and neck felt stiff. As I sat up, my full
on boner  obscenely tented my sweats. I needed relief badly but hesitated at
first. I  wiped my mouth with the back of my hand as I pondered my next
move. Then I  realized the kid had examined my asshole like no other guy had
before and I  suddenly felt no shame with him as I hauled my sweats to my
knees. Extending my  hand to his face I asked his to spit in my palm. He coughed
up a wad from deep  in his lungs and spit a nice amount that I brought back
to my shaft and used it  as lube. Sitting lower in the seat with my legs
spread wide, I began to whale on  my shaft. My balls danced up and down in
their hairy sack as I pulled my meat.  As I closed my eyes I thought back to
the fucking I had received from Bill  earlier and my mood was set. Without
worry I worked my cock as the kid watched.  I heard him through my deep
concentration and he wanted me to move a little  closer to him. I complied by
turning towards him and lifting my one leg up on  the seat, all without opening
my eyes or missing a beat. I felt his warm hand  cup my balls and then his
fingers dig deep between my butt cheeks. Usually being  sensitive about who I
allow to finger me, I didn't hesitate to allow him  access.  Now as I pumped
my cock,  Jason fingered my hole and bragged about how warm and tight I
was. Listening to  the kid talk and thinking of his dad pounding my ass was
more then I could  handle. I was quick to fall off the climax edge and shoot
one big wad of sperm  up on my hairy chest. The remaining two or three smaller
squirts pooled in my  belly button as I moaned and convulsed. The kid
withdrew his fingers from me and  rubbed my load into my hairy chest as I enjoyed
a super relaxed state. Through  squinted eyes I watched him scoop my load
out of the pool that had gathered in  my belly button and bring it to his
lips.
"Dam, you taste pretty good yourself for an old guy!," he said as I
watched him try to scoop more.
As we continued to get closer to the diner, I sat with crotch still
exposed as the kid slowly rubbed my hairy thigh. We talked about things other
then sex or his dad as we  got to  know each other a little better. Every once
in a while he would run his hand up  into my hairy crotch and fondly my
balls as he drove. There was nothing sexual  about it, the kid was just learning
my body more. Suddenly as we crested a small  hill, I saw the diner sign in
the distance. I immediately dropped my leg off the  seat and pulled my
sweats back up on my hips.  A nauseas feeling came over me instantly  as I
stared straight ahead. It was judgment time, game on!
As we got closer I saw a few  big rigs parked close to the diner along with
a couple other vehicles. I noticed  my truck was still parked where I left
it as I scanned for anything that might  be unusual. I didn't see any yellow
crime scene tape that would be used in a  murder investigation to restrict
access to the area. That thought made me feel a  little better as I pondered
different scenarios in my mind. The kid brought me  out of my deep
concentration when he asked,
"Which one's your truck?"
Not looking at him, I directed him to my black Chevy 4x4 parked near the
front of the shower room.  As we  pulled in the gravel parking lot, dust rose
from under the tires and the roar of  the gravel was loud. I quickly
scanned the perimeter wondering if someone might  pop out of hiding when they
heard us pulling closer to my vehicle. The kid  pulled beside my trucks
passenger door and parked. A cloud of hot gray dust in  gulped both our vehicles and
flowed into the open windows.  I sat there a few seconds motionless as  I
looked out window and looked for the spot I thought John and I fought.
The kid  killed the engine  and opened his door and got out with his jeans
still open. I watched as he  pulled them up and adjusted the placement of
his cock and balls before zipping  them back up. I didn't like his brazen ways
in broad day light but figured no  one could see him beside my truck. When
he closed his door, I opened mine and  stepped out slowly. It all seemed
surreal as I thought of the events of last  night and wondered what happened to
John.  I slowly began walking to the spot where I thought we fought and
looked  for my gun. The kid came up behind me unbeknownst and wrapped his arm
around my  shoulders when I stopped for second. Shrugging him off because I
wasn't in the  mood to play sexual games anymore with a minor, I slowly
walked away from him as  I continued to scan the loose gravel. Coming up behind
me again, he rubbed my  ass cheeks and dug hid fingers into the fabric near
my asshole. Without thought,  I blew up! Pointing my finger at him, I was fit
to be tied!
"Don't you ever do that again in public kid! You fucking crazy or
something! What if someone saw! How the FUCK do I explain  that!"
I was cold and heartless as I ripped into him, but at this point I didn't
care. I was more worried about my own self preservation and not the kids
feelings. Taking one last look around, I  realizing my gun was no where to be
found. Looking back at the kid he  appeared upset by my sudden burst of
anger. Standing with his hands in his jeans  pockets he looked at the gravel as
his foot kicked some around.
"Come on kid, lets get you out of here!" I said to him as I stomped back
towards my vehicle. Hearing the gravel crunch behind me, I knew he  followed.
As I walked between both our trucks, I fumbled in my left pocket to see  if
my keys were still there. I was shocked they were still there figuring the
luck I have had in the last twelve hours. Finally something was going my
way!  Reaching my passenger door I slipped the key in the lock and opened it.
A strong  wave of intense heat greeted me as I opened the door and reached
to open my  glove box. Thanking god again for my good fortune, my wallet and
cell phone were  still there undisturbed.  As I put  my billfold in the
front pocket of my sweat pants, I felt the kid touch me ever  so lightly again
on my side. I was again so wrapped up in the moment I forgot he  was behind
me. Feeling a little ashamed of my behavior I turned my head and  spoke to
him.
"Listen kid, I'm sorry about blowing up at you. You have to remember your
a minor and I'm a adult. There are laws against what we have done together.
You  need to be a little more discreet in your actions, you understand
that?"
>From behind me I heard him apologize as his hand slipped under the band  of
my sweat pants and rubbed my hairy ass cheek. Slowly he eased his fingers
between my butt crack as if he was testing the waters as he went. I didn't
resist this time or bark at him, I owed him that. Slowly he went for my
hairy  asshole again. We were hidden well by my truck door and his body from
behind, so  I let him do as he wanted for a minute. I moaned lightly as two of
his fingers  slipped inside me and moved in and out slowly.
"Has anyone told you how fucking beautiful your ass looks in these sweat
pants before. You have amazingly beautiful buns on you. I still can't believe
 how luckily I am to have taken you last night," he cooed.
He leaned forward and kissed the back of my neck and sent cold chills  down
my arms.
"I just wanted to cop a feel of your ass again before you leave. Sorry if
I pissed you off before."
With that said he removed his fingers and pulled his hand from my pants.  I
backed up against him as I prepared to close my truck door and he hugged me
 from behind. He felt good against my naked back but I felt it was time he
left  now before he wanted to come home with me or something.
"OK kid, its time you take off, I need to get going myself. I'll see you
tonight."
He slowly backed away from me as I stepped forward. I turned and watched
as he opened his door and he hopped up into his truck and started the engine.
 Walking up to his window I told the kid goodbye until tonight and extended
my  hand and we shook like men. He smiled and nodded his head as he put it
in  reverse and backed out. I stood at the back of my vehicle and watched
him till  he pulled back onto the main road and roared off squealing tires.
Again shaking my head at the young pup,  I proceeded to make my way to my
drivers door.
Still keeping my eyes pealed for anything unusual and hoping not to be
caught off guard by anything or anyone, I failed to see the small piece of
paper  stuck in my side window until I opened the door. I froze at first not
knowing  what to do with it. I knew it contained some kind of news and I was
guessing it  wasn't good news. Slowly unfolding it, I prepared for anything.
It contained a  phone number and the words, "Call me, John!"
Well, I couldn't contain my happiness as I dropped to my knees in the
sharp stones and again thanked god for looking out for me. At least John wasn't
dead! I must have looked like a fool if anybody saw me, but I didn't care!
At  least now I knew I wasn't going to prison for murder! I jumped up and
hopped  into my truck like I had wings and started the motor. Then I flipped
the air on  high and sat with the door open till some of the heat dissipated.
Looking at the  note over and over I couldn't believe what I saw.
Remembering my phone was still  in the glove box, I leaned across the seat and opened
it. Turning it on, I  wondered if I should call now or wait? Figuring my
luck was still with me, I  punched in the numbers on the note and stopped
breathing as it rang. Knowing who  ever answered would see my name on called ID,
I wasn't shocked when John  answered it and called out my name.
"Where the FUCK you been?" was the first words out of his mouth and I was
never so happy to hear them! Hesitating to answer him because I got chocked
up,  when I did say something I babbled as I began to quietly cry. Don't ask
me why a  big lug like me would get so emotional just hearing his voice,
but I couldn't  control myself. It was as if all the flood gates had opened at
once. As I sobbed  and fought to control myself, John on the other end
whispered words of support  and told me everything was fine and things will be
ok. He talked me down off my  emotional roller coaster and made me fell much
better. He wanted us to meet  right away, he was worried about me and asked
me to pick a spot. Sniffling like  a kid with a cold, I offered up the local
Mc Donald's parking lot. I told him I  needed to shower first but he didn't
want me to. He needed to ditch his wife and  kid and would be there as soon
as possible and for me not to leave till he got  there. He asked me to
promise and I agreed saying I was sorry over and over to  him. When he hung up,
I felt like a ton of bricks had been lifted off my  shoulders.
As I pulled into the Mc Donald's lot, he was no where to be seen. I  parked
as far away from the building as I could and backed into a space that
faced a large hill. I sat there with my engine running and the air on low and
retraced all my steps and actions last night. Feeling like a two dollar whore
 when my asshole itched, I dug my crack and wondered if I should tell John
about  Bill fucking me or keep it a secret? I figured I would cross that
road when I  got there.
I watched the lot entrances as I turned on the local country music
station, kicked back and waited. I couldn't help but fondle my equipment as I  sat
there waiting, realizing I smelled like old cum even to myself. It wasn't
long before I saw his familiar red mini van turn in and circle the lot.
Seeing  my truck, he pulled along side of me and parked. When he got out, he
walked over  to my passenger door and I hit the power locks to allow him access.
As he jumped  in, he removed his sunglasses and I saw he had a black eye
similar to the one I  was sporting. When he closed the door and looked over at
me, a look of shock  came across his face.
"What the fuck happened to you? Did I do all that damage to your face?"  he
asked.
Considering that besides the black eye he looked normal, I on the other
hand had a face that looked like raw hamburger. It was obvious I took the
worst  of the punches and suffered the most damage. For a second my ego was hurt
 because I thought I whipped his ass worse. I fought my emotions again as I
 started to tell him I thought I might have killed him last night when I
knocked  him out. He listened to what I had to say as he moved closer and put
his big  hand behind my neck and lightly squeezed.
"Hey, its alright man. I'm Ok so don't put anymore thought into it all.  We
both were pretty head strong last night. I admit I was wrong to fight you
myself. We are a brotherhood, were supposed to have each others back and I
let  you down."
As I wiped the snot from my noise he explained that I didn't knock him
out. He was playing possum to stop the fighting between us. He also told me he
found my gun and it was safe in his gun safe at his house. He told me he
had  worked up a story for us both that he had already told his wife. We both
went  out drinking last night and ran into some redneck guys who were loud
and  obnoxious and a fight started between us. He told me he was going to
spread the  word tonight on shift and that it should raise our testosterone
levels with the  guys for sure!
"If we look bad, you should see their sorry looking asses!" he bragged
like it really happened.
"Where did you get that knot on your head from?" came from him  next.
I shrugged my shoulders and told him I wasn't sure. As he ran his fingers
over it, I recoiled in pain. That's when he told me he was taking me to the
emergency room after we stopped off at my house. I fought him on that idea,
but  he was dead set on me going so I gave in. He told me he could tell I
had slept  with the guy I had left with last night because he smelled it on
me. I didn't  disagree with him as he looked me in the eyes and I nodded my
head yes. I  explained how desperate I was after I thought I had killed him
and he excepted  that for now.
"Well if he fucked you, I sure hope you made him wear a rubber. That guys
notorious for not wearing one I've heard?" he asked.
I lied again and told him we did. I didn't want to hear a lecture right
now on taking a guys load. It was done and nothing could change things. We
agreed he was going to follow me home and when he jumped out, I pulled forward
 and waited on him.
At my house, he grabbed a beer from the fridge and followed me into my
bedroom as I prepared to clean myself up. He sat on the edge of my bed as I sat
 beside him and removed my boots. When the pair of underwear I had took
from  Bill's bedroom fell out and landed on the carpet, I was mortified. I
reached  down to pick them up quickly, but he saw them.
"How many times he fuck you for you to want a pair of his underwear as a
trophy? And don't lie mother fucker and tell me those are yours, cause I know
 what you wear! I've seen you in yours enough times to know these  things."
I looked at the floor for a few seconds and then at him as I brought them
up to my lap. No use lying at this point, he had me dead to  right.
"Hey, in spite of it all, he's a dam good fuck. Yeah I took them. Just
something I like to do when I come across a guy who I want to remember. Kind of
 weird you think?"
Believe it or not, he just tilted his head to one side and shrugged his
shoulders like he didn't think so. I kind of felt like Jason all of the
sudden,  it was good to be able to talk about thinks like that with someone else.
For the  first time with him I was able to smile!
I stood and went over to my dresser and stuffed Bill's underwear in the
top drawer and proceeded to remove my sweat pants. I wasn't shy around him
because he had seem me nude many times in the locker room at work.
Ah, to brush my teeth, take a good dump and get under a hot shower was
amazing! As I let the hot water run over my body I wondered why John was being
so nice to me. We sure have had our differences in the past and maybe that
was  it, the past. When I stepped out of the shower and walked back into my
bedroom,  he was still sitting there waiting for me. It felt comforting to
know he was  there. We talked as I toweled off and pulled on clean underwear
and socks. Even  thought we both were into guys, it didn't feel that way
between us right now. He  felt more like a friend/brother that I never had.
After I was fully dressed we  rode together to the emergency room bonding more
as we got to know each other  better. When we got there, it was crowded as
hell, but he pulled some strings  because we were cops and I didn't have to
wait like the other patience's did.  After lots of x-rays and questions it
was determined I had a concussion and  would be off work for a few days. I
needed to relax and get lots of rest. For  the first time in a long time I was
looking forward to that, taking it easy.  John sat and waited on me the
whole time and drove me home. We talked more along  the way about having sex
with guys. He told me he thought I was getting out of  control and that I
needed to rain myself in. I listened to what he had to say  and maybe because of
the drugs they gave me, I agreed with him. Before he left  me alone that
evening we had talked for hours at my house. It felt so good  having someone
who understood me and had been in the similar situation. He  explained how he
fucked up at his last post by getting sloppy like me and having  to transfer
before the shit hit the fan. He had gotten caught by an undercover  officer
and part of the deal was he would leave that area. So he transferred  here.
He told me he saw the same thing happening to me.
When he left, I did some serious thinking and decided I would lay off the
sex with guys for a while. It would do me good not to have it complicating
my  mind and my job.  There, it was  done! Jacking off was all I was going to
do from now on! Of course my thoughts  would be of getting fucked by
another dude. Hell, I am a fucking god dam gay  trooper, that never changes!
Sorry for the delay guys! Would enjoy hearing what you think.
_Dogbone421@aol.com_ (mailto:Dogbone421@aol.com)