Date: Sun, 7 Jun 2009 03:13:54 EDT
From: DogBone421@aol.com
Subject: "Night Patrol" Chapter 12

"Night Patrol"

Chapter 12

God I felt good as I rode down the dark ribbon of highway thinking about
what had just happened to me. No longer was getting fucked at the forefront
of  my minds thoughts. As I scooted lower in my seat, a smile came across my
face  when I realized I had pulled this off. A gut full of cum was what I
needed! I  was beginning to realize that this was the real me. I couldn't live
happy any  other way, it just wasn't me. Flying down the interstate with a
smile on my  face, I was one happy trooper! I even found myself whistling a
favorite song  that was stuck in my head. Glancing at my computer screen and
scanning the  drivers plates ahead of me, I was firing on all eight
cylinders.
Seeing the next rest stop area sign pass over top my car, I felt the need
to take a piss and wondered if I shouldn't wash up a little. As I sniffed at
my  pits, I smelled the strong smell of my sex partner on me. To me his
scent was  all over me, but I wondered if  that  wasn't just his pheromones
trapped in my nostrils. Never the less, I decided it  was best to at least put
on some fresh deodorant. I still had about three hours  of duty yet and in
this heat some extra protection would never  hurt.
Easing my foot off the accelerator I steered the car off to the right and
entered the exit ramp for the rest area. It wasn't too busy tonight as I
rounded  the bend and surveyed the brightly lit parking lot.  I slowed down and
scanned the picnic  tables that was nestled in the wooded area as I passed
it. It was a notorious  area for cruising guys and was on our list of areas
to watch. I never arrested  anyone there, but I had to make it look good as
I passed by. Many a night I had  witnessed a couple guys sitting on top the
tables waiting for a trucker or  traveler to suck off. I would hit my
overhead lights as a warning and watch as  they scurried away. I would be a
hypocrite if I arrested them for doing  something I also did. As long as they
moved along, I felt I was keeping my word  to patrol and secure the area.
Pulling into my designated trooper parking spot close to the building, I
put the car into park and opened my briefcase and removed my spare
deodorant.  I always keep a few  extra things in there that I use for just in case
times. I made a mental note to  myself to replace the tube of lube I used
tonight as I closed the lid and killed  the engine. Getting out, the intense
humidity smothered me as I stuffed the  deodorant stick in my pants pocket and
proceeded to the men's room. Walking the  concrete path I was bathed in a
bright orange glow from the overhead lights.  Swarms of insects flew around
the brightly lit bulbs and emphasized the hot and  hazy night.  A couple
travelers  passed me heading back to their vehicles and extended the pleasant,
"Evening  officer!"
Opening the squeaky men's room door and entering, I get the usual  reaction
from guys at the sinks or urinals. Time slowly stands still as I walk
through the restroom. Why does everyone always think an officer is in a restroom
 to arrest someone? Don't the lug heads understand that behind this uniform
is a  man just like them? A man who has to take a leak too! Making my way
to the row  of urinals, I can feel the eyes on me. I listen and hear things
slowly return to  normal around me as I unzip my pants and begin to relieve
myself.  Urinals began to flush, sinks run and  hand dryers echoed through
the cinder block hallways. As I relax, the liquid  within me flows faster out
me dick head as I breath a quiet sigh of relief.
My asshole itches as I step back and shake the last drops of piss from my
cock. Knowing I can't dig my crack without underwear on, I zip up half way
and  make my way to the row of stalls to my left. Stepping inside one at the
end, I  close the door and roll some cheep grade toilet paper into a wad.
Loosening my  utility belt and then opening my pants, I make sure they don't
fall onto the  dirty floor. Bowing my legs slightly, I dig the wad of
scratchy paper between my  damp cheeks. As I rake it across my tender hole, I
crunch my eyebrows together  as the roughness causes me pain. My Spanish friend
had indeed tore me a new one  tonight and left his DNA as evidence! Feeling
dampness on my fingers, I knew the  toilet paper was soaked thru. Pulling it
back to examine it, I was impressed  with the amount of wetness and could
only wonder how much was still in me.  Checking the seat of my uniform pants,
I observed a wet circle about the size of  silver dollar. Thank goodness my
pants were dark colored and it was night  time!
Waiting for a lull in the activity outside the stall, I zipped up and  then
headed for the sinks. The cool water and fresh smelling soap on my hands
invigorated me as I splashed the mixture on my face and then over my entire
head. Water dripping from my head darkened the front of my uniform shirt as
I  looked at myself in the mirror. The cuts and bruises from last week had
healed  well I thought as I examined my face. I smiled my pearly white grin
as I caught  a guy at the urinals behind me checking me out. With my looks
back, my fresh cut  high and tight hair and police uniformed ass sticking up
as I leaned close to  the mirror, I knew I was something to stare at!  If the
dude behind me only knew my  fields had already been plowed!
Stepping over next to me to wash his hands, he was quick to make
conversation. I checked him out as I used paper towels to dry my face and head.
Really good looking with about two days growth, he looked the part of a regular
blue collar type guy. Just my type I thought as I continued to take him all
in.  With a large tee shirt on and baggy shorts, black grease was visible
under his  nails and sandals covered his big feet. I noticed the beginnings
of a beer belly  as he stood sideways blow drying his hands, but always
keeping eye contact as we  chatted. The men's room crowd dissipated to almost no
one as we continued guy  talking.
I felt totally confident in myself after what had already happened  earlier
and I flirted with him as I smiled my big friendly smile and flashed my
bright blue eyes at him. To really test him, I pulled my uniform shirt from my
 pants and loosened my vest. Digging the deodorant stick under my tee shirt
and  applying the masculine smelling stuff to my pits, he watched me
intently. He  asked the usual questions I get about being an officer and the usual
comment  that he admired guys like me who put their lives on the line for
citizens like  himself. With the casual adjusting of his crotch as he talked
to me,  subconsciously he was sending me signals that I knew how to read in
a guy like  him.             Unbuckling my belt again and opening the top of
my pants to tuck my shirt  tail back in, I purposely allowed then to drop
just low enough for him to see my  hairy crotch and the root of my cock. His
eyes were instantly glued to my groin  as he took the bait. I took longer
then I needed to put things back in place,  talking and bull shitting with him
to allow him to get a real good look. I knew  that hungry look in a guys
eyes because I have it also from time to time. Ever  so causally I let my
pants drop even lower as I tucked the front of my shirt in  place. From the
coolness of the room air, I knew my cock was fully exposed as we  stood facing
each other. When he folded his arms and smiled real sexy, I gave  him the
same smile back as we spoke tons through body  language.
Feeling as though I had tortured the guy enough, I pulled my pants high
again and zipped up and put myself totally back together. I defiantly had a
suitor on my hands now when he asked if he could walk with me back to my
patrol  car. Feeling as though I owed the dude that, I agreed and he followed me
out of  the men's room. Talking police duties and patrol cars as we walked,
it as only  natural for me to give him the grand tour of my cruiser when we
got to it. What  dude doesn't want to get a look inside a cop's car? If
your a law abiding  person, you never get the chance to see it from the inside.

As I demonstrated how to fire up the LED warning lights that adorned the
top of my ride, he looked like a kid at Christmas as they lit the whole area
behind and in front of us. Over and over he kept adjusting the front of his
 shorts as he leaned in close to me as I showed him different apparatus
within  the car. I purposely leaned in closer to him as we stooped lower to see
the  caged area in the back seat from the open car door. I soon felt his
arm atop my  shoulders and then slightly drop around my neck in a friendly
manor. Oh yeah I  thought, he's moving in for the kill. He thinks he'll be able
to brag about  sacking a cop before long! Out of the blue we were both
startled by  a small boy who ran up between the both  of us and yelled, "Dad,
mom says we have to get going!"
I saw the disappointment in his eyes as he looked at me and explained the
kid was his son. As he withdrew his arm, he let it run down my back and then
 dropped it over the seat of my pants as I reached and shook his little
boys  hand. He was the spitting image of his dad and cute as a button. I didn't
flinch  or react as I felt him lightly grope my butt cheeks. With light
finger action,  he traced the valley between my cheeks as I made small talk
with his kid.
When the boy became fidgety he extended his arm to his dads and  whined,
"Come on dad, you said earlier we couldn't spend much time  here!"
With that, he gripped his dads hand and began trying to pull him away  from
me. It was almost as if the kid knew I could be a home wreaker! I now
noticed that the front of his dads shorts were tented with an impressive wad
that made me stare!
"Sorry officer, I have to get back to my family. Maybe another time when
I'm passing through this area you could show me more?" he asked.
Pulling my pants higher on my hips and then adjusting my own cock
placement, I nodded yeah. In a bold move on my part, I reached in my pocket and
offered him one of officer information cards with my name and barracks
assignment on it. I told him to look me up next time as he reached for it.  Letting
go of his boy's hand, he reached in his back pocket and removed his
wallet. Stuffing my card in among tons of other ones, he then offered me a card
from his billfold.
"That's my business name and phone number. You ever need your air
conditioner looked at, call me. I'll make a special trip up this way again just  for
you. Figure we can work something out in payment and travel time," he
grinned as he checked his zipper as his boy gripped his other hand and began
pulling him away again.
When morning came, I awoke with a raging hard-on even thought I had
whacked off a huge load before bed. Checking my bedside clock, it was already
11:00 am. Knowing I needed to get a move on, I got out of bed and stretched to
the ceiling. As I yawned and scratched my nuts, I headed for the bathroom.
As I  sat on the john with my piss slit smiling up at me, I tried to take a
dump to be  sure I was empty. After a few minutes of nothing happening
except air escaping,  I got up and made some instant coffee. Gulping it down
quickly as I looked at my  wristwatch, I knew my time was running out. Knowing
there was no need to shower  or shave before having sex with him, I splashed
water on my face and quickly  brushed my teeth. Knowing I didn't need them,
I removed my underwear and pulled  on some dirty loose fitting shorts from
the cloths pile in the corner. Deciding  a tee shirt was also extra clothing
on a hot day like it looked outside, I opted  to go without as I slipped on
a pair of old sneakers and grabbed my keys and  wallet.
Heading out the door to my truck, I began to sweat instantly as I left  the
coolness of my place. The sun was high and beating down already as I
unlocked my truck door. Pulling on my sunglasses I dropped the power windows and
turned off the air, I wanted to be as acclimated  to the heat as possible
before we hooked  up. I figured my new friend didn't have access to a room at
the motel and could  only imagine where we would end up. Backing my truck
out of my driveway, I was  wide awake now!
The warm air rushing across  my hairy chest felt good as I hung my arm out
the truck window on the way over.  Pulling on the ball cap I kept on the
shift knob of my four wheel drive, I  looked at myself in the rearview mirror
and liked what I saw.  Today was a new beginning for myself I  thought as I
drove.  I was going to  enjoy this without any regrets. It was time to except
who I was and deal with  the consequences later!
It took me about 20 minutes drive time to reach the old motor lodge and
the whole time I was fingering my cock head thru my shorts. Pulling off the
road  and driving into the motels narrow lane, my eyes scanned the whole area
as I  drove slowly. There were a couple people checking out of their rooms
and packing  their cars who stared at me as I rode by slowly. Much to my
dismay, my Spanish  friend was no where to be found. When I reached the end of
the lane I was very  disappointed as I swung my big truck around to head
back. That's when I heard  the loud whine of a chainsaw off in the distance.
As I turned my head towards the noise, I caught a glimpse of two guys
under a big tree cutting limbs off. One was standing on a tall ladder cutting
and the other was hauling the downed limbs into a big pile. The guy I knew
looked like he was the one on the ladder.  He  to was shirtless and he
shinned with wetness that covered his whole upper body. I could tell his baggy
shorts were wet with sweat also as I parked my truck on the gravel shoulder
of  the road. Wondering if I should get out seeing how he wasn't alone, I sat
there  sweating in the pressure cooker of my hot truck. When I couldn't
take anymore, I  jumped out and slammed my door. I hoped they could hear that
sound over the saws  roar, but they didn't.  I was now  forced to walk
towards him as he continued to work. With each step I took my  butt hole clinched
tighter as I pondered what the next half hour would be like  between us.
When I got within feet of them, I stopped and watched him working.  Covered
with saw dust that stuck to his damp body, he looked totally masculine  to
me. His working partner was quick to notice me and waved in a friendly manor
 and grinned at me as he pointed up the ladder. He wore a dirty sweaty tee
shirt  and light colored jeans as I did a quick check of him. My eye was
instantly  drawn to his crotch where he showed a nice bulge. Somehow I had the
feeling he  knew what I was here for but I didn't let that stop me. If my
Spanish friend was  comfortable enough to let him in on our secret,  then I
knew he must be able to be  trusted.
Knowing I would soon be in a sweaty heap with him, I couldn't wait any
longer and moved to where he could now see me. Instantly he stopped working and
 removed his safety goggles. A grin that covered his whole lower face
appeared  when he realized it was me. Cutting off the chainsaws motor, he quickly
began to  step down the ladder. When he was on the ground, he handed the
saw to his friend  and then extended his gloved hand for a shake as he studied
me from head to toe.  Stepping closer and wrapping my bigger hand inside
his, we both were now  smiling. As he did a quick look around he then grabbed
at the front of my  shorts. Gripping my half hard cock thru the material he
moved his hand up and  down slightly as he looked me in the eyes. I could
feel the heat from the sweaty  glove engulf my sensitive cock and it felt
amazing!
I couldn't help but look at his coworker out of the corner of my eyes and
he was taking it all in.
"Dam my friend, you want badly!" he said.
Shifting my focus back to him, I nodded my head that I did. His other  hand
ran across my hairy upper chest and then down the trail of finer hair that
lead to the top of my shorts. Looking at his hairless upper body I wondered
if  he was thinking what it would be like if he was as hairy as I was. When
he  released my cock, he pointed to a small out building that had seen its
better  days and I understood what he meant without words being spoken.
Slowly turning,  we walked slowly side by side as we made our way to it in total
silence. I could  hear the crunch of burnt dry grass behind us and knew we
were not making the  journey alone. I scanned the area and made sure nobody
else was watching just  before he opened the door and ushered me in. I
wasn't the least bit surprised  when they both entered and closed the door behind
them. I knew I was going to  have to take them both on as I watched his
friend pull his shirt over his head  as we moved deeper into the building.
Inside it was hotter then it was outside. All kinds of yard tools and
mowers were stored there. It smelled of rotting grass and fertilizer as he lead
the way further into the building. Coming upon an old twin mattress laying
on  the dirt floor in the corner, I knew this was where it was going to
happen. A  small open window above the mattress provided some ventilation as
sweat began to  pour off me again. In Spanish he said something that I figured
meant "Take off  your cloths" as I watched his friend kick off his boots and
then open the top of  his jeans.  He was taller and darker  skinned then
the other guy was. He wasn't attractive at all and had huge  gangster style
tattoos across his large beer belly. A large darker skinned uncut  cock hung
from his hairy groin as I watched him now shake it at me. I really  didn't
want to have sex with him and wouldn't have in any other situation, but  here
and now I felt obligated to.
After all the times having sex with strange men, I still felt a bit shy
around this new guy. But throwing my shyness to the curb, I proceeded to
kicked  off my sneakers. I knew we were going to fuck soon so I just needed to
get over  thinking too much. Letting my shorts fall to the floor below me, I
stepped out  of them and stood naked along with him. That seemed to give him
the message I  was willing and he acted on it. He moved quickly towards me
and proceeded to  grab my butts cheeks and stick his fingers between my
cheeks. As he rubbed and  fingered my hole, I watched as his cock uncut cock
began to grow.
He skinned back the foreskin on his cock and rubbed his finger all along
the crown of his cock head. Smiling an evil smile, he then rubbed his finger
under my noise. I was instantly over come with the scent of an unwashed
cock as  it filled my nostrils with his cocks smell. It was almost like an
aphrodisiac  that ran right to the base of my cock and made it swell so hard it
hurt. I now  felt like a marked bitch as all I could smell was his essence.
Placing his hand on my shoulder, he proceed to apply pressure to let me know
he wanted me to get  down on the mattress. Knowing full well I was only
here to be used as a fuck  hole, I allowed him to call the shots and gave in.
Getting down on my knees, I gave him full access to what he wanted off  me.
I was shocked when I felt him pull apart my cheeks and his bearded stubble
rubbed between my butt cheeks as he begin to eat my hole out. I had never
experienced having that done to me and I was overwhelmed with lust as he
sucked  and licked me. With my eyes closed, I continued to smell his scent
under my  noise as he opened my hole up with his tongue. I was so lost in it, I
didn't  even know the other guy had returned. When he tapped me on the
shoulder I looked  over at him and he had a large white cooler. He said something
to the other guy  behind me and he stopped his tongue assault. I watched as
he opened the cooler  and hauled out three cold beers for all of us. I sat
up on my knees as he handed  me one. I opened it and took a huge swig of the
cold brew as I watched him do  the same thing. The coldness felt so good
going down! The guy that was behind me  was now beside me chugging his beer
down. When he finished downing the liquid,  he let go with a really loud belch
that made us all laugh. He then started  rubbing me all over and looking at
me with wild lust in his eyes. I again  watched as the other Mexican guy
grabbed the cooler and pulled out a half full  bottle of baby oil. Smiling at
me again, I had to grin also knowing he had  planned ahead for this. It
looked like he had grabbed the bottle just before he  left home today.
Much to my surprise he again pulled something out of the cooler that
really floored me. A row of four brand new condoms linked together were offered
to me.
"You want us to wear?" he asked as handed them to me with a solemn look  on
his face.
I was at a loss for words. He really had thought this all threw and was
even willing to have safe sex together. I was stunned and impressed at the
same  time. Knowing that maybe he was right and that we should practice safer
sex, I  didn't want that with him.
We had done it too many times now to worry about using  rubbers. And this
new guy who I never met before now, what would it look like if  I made him
use one and not make the other? I took a deep breath and let it all  go. I
wanted to enjoy this today and I was going to.
I shook my head no as I handed them back. I then watched as his face
beamed with happiness and then looked at the other guy and nodded. He then
stepped towards me and took my beer. Then talking among themselves he handed the
guy beside me the baby oil, I knew he was going first. He then stood up and
put  his hard cock in my face. Just as I was about to open up and suck him,
he  skinned back his foreskin and proceeded to rub his cock head across my
upper  lip. Man what a powerful smell it was close up! As I breathed deeply
and savored  the stronger smell, he stuck him fingers to my mouth and pried
open the right  corner and slipped then in for me to suck on. As I looked up
at him, he smiled  down at me and rubbed the top of my head. He then pulled
his fingers out and  replaced it with his cock head. I instantly tasted old
piss and bitterness as I  swabbed his cock head with my tongue. I cleaned
his head good as he gripped his  shaft and fed me the tip.
Once he had enough, he pulled from me and squirted a long stream of oil  on
his shaft and greased it in front of my face. Quickly getting behind me
again, he pushed my head down from behind and then started to licked and suck
my  exposed upturned hole again. My toes curled as he made love to my hole
with his  tongue.
All too quickly he stopped  and mounted my back. He was an aggressive ass
bandit that really rode my butt  hard. I was totally soaked in mine and his
sweat when he unloaded in me. Just as  quickly as he rolled off me, the other
one took his place. I was more used to  his cock and knew how he fucked, so
I relaxed and gave myself totally to him. He  didn't take long to cum in me
and all three of us laid totally spent half on and  half on the mattress as
we caught our collective breaths.
It was then that my original Spanish friend stood up started to get
dressed. I watched as he pulled on his wet shorts and then his boots. Just  before
he left, I sat up and rested my back against the wooden wall. He came  over
to me and stooped down and asked if I would stop by again tomorrow
afternoon? He listened intently for my answer as I wiped the sweat from my eyes.
"Let me think on that one guys," I answered. "If not tomorrow afternoon,
maybe the next one. I want some more off you two, I can't deny that!" I said
to  him as I reached out and rubbed his damp chest.
"You come back, we fuck you everyday!" he answered as he rubbed my sweaty
face before he stood.
Speaking in Spanish to the other guy, he quickly nodded his head yeah and
seemed happy to hear what I had said. Before he left he told me that the
other  guy didn't speak English at all and for to take real good care of his
brother in  law!
"I can tell he really likes fucking you! He likes to fuck a lot! I told
him you were coming back just to be with him!" he said as he laughed. "So
treat  him special and he'll keep you good and fucked!"
Leaving the two of alone now, he said goodbye as he headed out.
The other guy got up and opened the cooler and grabbed another beer and
drank it down quickly again. Using the empty, I watched as he skinned back
that  beautiful foreskin and exposed the dark pink and purple cock head that
was well  hidden. Shinny with wetness, he placed the tip against the bottle
opening and  began to piss. He filled it almost to the top before he stopped.
Saying  something that sounded like bragging to me, he showed the full
bottle to me.  That's when he squatted down beside me and I watched his low
hanging nuts swing  in their sack of his wide open legs.
He then put the bottle to my lips and spoke in Spanish. I wasn't sure
exactly what he said, but I could understand his facial expressions and knew
what he wanted. As he looked me in the eyes intently, and encouraged me on, I
put the bottle opening to my lips and quickly took a big swig before I lost
my  courage. We were alone and only he would know I did this so I let it
happen. I  wasn't as repulsed as I thought I would be and he really seemed to
enjoy the  fact that I followed through on it. Sitting down beside me he
moved close to me,  put his arm around my neck and continued to insist that I
keep drinking till I  had finished off the bottle, and I did. I don't know
why, but I did it for him.  When he finally pulled it from me, I belched up
the smell of his  piss.
We sat there together and enjoyed some quiet time with him just pulling  me
tight against him. He loved rubbing my whole body and checking out every
detail about me. He even had me raise up my arm so he could check out my
pits.  With that much devotion from him, it was easy for us to fall into kissing
each  other. He spoke soft Spanish words that meant nothing to me, but I
knew they  were sweet sounding. Off in the distance we could hear the whine of
the chainsaw  start again and I knew he and I were really alone together.
As I gripped his  limp cock and slowly pumped it, he came to life again. He
looked at me with a  surprised look on his face and then cocked a half smile.
Tilting his head like  he was asking for permission this time, I let him
know I wanted it. It was a  given that we would fuck again and I was ready for
it when he removed his arm  and indicated he wanted me on my back this
time.
This time he fucked me with more passion and he took my ass for a long
ride. By the time he nutted in me for the second time, I was beginning to feel
really sore deep inside myself. I was totally spent when he finally rolled
off  again. We lay together in afterglow never saying a word to each other.
He got up  first and extended his hand to help me to my feet. My back was
sore from having  both their weights on me for so long and I fought to stand
up straight. Once  that mission was behind me, it was difficult to walk
without feeling internal  soreness.
He dressed faster and waited on me, watching my every move. Getting to  the
door, he grabbed me and moved me against the wall and proceeded to kiss me
hard on the lips. We again had a small make out session before he pulled
away.  For something that started out with great reluctance on my part, I was
glad I  gave in and had sex with him. Even though I was soaking wet and
stinking like I  hadn't showered in weeks, he didn't care! I was feeling really
good about  myself. Giving into my fears and exploring new things was
working out good for  me. I was becoming the man that I wanted to be and it didn't
effect my  masculinity one bit!
When we were done kissing, he opened the front of his jeans again and
fished out his limp cock. Again applying pressure to my shoulder, I knew he
wanted me on my knees in front of him. When I complied, he again pulled his
foreskin back and presented it to me. I licked his wet cock head clean making
sure I even got behind the crown of his mushroom head. Satisfied, he pulled
the  foreskin forward and I watched his head disappear back into the safety
of his  hood. He then tucked himself back inside his pants and I  stood.
Opening the door and  stepping out into the bright sun, it felt much cooler
then inside the building.  As we slowly headed back to the area where they
were working earlier, he rubbed  my back. The other guy was up on the ladder
and had taken down quite a few  branches while we were fucking. He barked
in Spanish and the guy I walked out  with got back to work. I continued on to
my truck with a huge smile on my  face!
Later that night on patrol I did a lot of soul searching. I was getting
really tired of living my life the way it was going. Maybe law enforcement
wasn't for me anymore? I shook my head as if I could shake that thought away,
but it didn't work. The kind of guys I work with everyday would never
except a  faggot among their rakes. As I drove I dreamed of maybe moving to
California  where being a gay officer wasn't such a big deal. All I knew was this
rural area  that I grew up in and wanted to make a life for myself in,
didn't want my kind.  I had to decide my own fate before I was forced to when it
would eventually come  out that I was gay. Not too many secrets were kept
in this area and mine was  long over due.
Heavy rains and thunderstorms blew through the area later that night  while
I was on patrol. It broke the heat wave we were having and I was able to
ride around with my windows down. The cool night air felt good rushing around
 the inside of my patrol car. Towards the end of shift, I pulled into my
usual  speed trap location and waited for a fly to enter my web. The rain had
cleared  the air and everything looked clean and crisp tonight. It was a
very quiet night  and I felt totally at ease as I sat waiting for something to
happen. As I  scratched my noise, I swore I could smell my Spanish friends
cock smell on my  upper lip. Even after a long hot shower and a good shave,
he was still with me.  Reaching down I adjusted my cock as it responded again
to the smell of another  man's scent.
I was just about to call it a night and hit the station a little early to
get some paperwork done, when a car flew by me and caused the Radar display
to  flash. 100 hundred miles an hour flashed over and over as I dropped the
car into  drive and floored it. By the time I hit the road, the speeding
vehicle was  almost out of my sight. As the speed of my car increased so did
the pumping of  my blood. I wanted this bastard badly and he wasn't getting
away on my watch.
With my lights and siren blazing I kept the car in sight as I pushed my
cruiser to its limits. I saw the suspect cars tail lights get bright as he
slowed on my approach.  Pulling over  way up the road ahead of me, the asshole
knew he was guilty! As I approached, I  pulled in behind him and ran his
tags as I tried to calm my anger. New York  plates were very unusual for this
stretch of interstate and I expected something  to come up on screen. When
it didn't, I opened my door and grabbed my hat and  started the walk to the
vehicles drivers door. A cool breeze blew across the  interstate and I felt a
chill run down my back. A black Mercedes with blacked  out windows shinned
in my patrol cars bright headlights.
Just as I was within two feet of the cars rear bumper, the drivers door
flew open. Time slowed down as I reached to unsnap my holster. Before my eyes,
 three flashes of light came from a gun the driver was holding. Instant
fear ran  up my spine and I knew I was in deep trouble. As all three shots hit
me, I flew  backwards on the roadway. As I lay looking up at the beautiful
stars I heard the  cars tires squeal as it pulled away. I tired once to move
but the darkness came  over me.
45 minutes later the whole area was lit up like a Christmas tree as every
police officer in the area came to my aid. My fellow brothers where there
for me  in my time of need. Its amazing how we all pull together for each
other. Why  can't everybody be that way?
Detective Reed lifted the yellow police tape that blocked the crime scene
as he approached. He made his way to his fellow Detective Jones who was in
charge of the crime scene.
"I heard all about it on my way over. His picture is already on the local
news flash. Can you fill in the details I might have missed?" he asked as he
 yawned.
"He was shot right here as he approached the shooters vehicle. A trucker
passing by saw the officer down in the right lane. He stopped his vehicle
over  there and came to his aid. He knew it was bad and called 911 and used
himself to  stop all the oncoming vehicles to keep the officer from getting run
over. The  guys pretty shook up right now, he's never seen a dead person
before. The shot  to his head killed him I heard, his vest worked perfect.
Were in luck that he  ran the cars tags before he got out and his dash cam was
running. We have the  whole thing on tape. Ever officer in four states is
looking for that car right  now!"
"Did you notify his family?" Reed asked.
"We did, his mom was rushed to the hospital. The officers didn't tell her
till they got there. She's devastated of course. "
"So its going to another long night," Reed said as he scanned the area. I
brought you some coffee, figured you'd need it also."
Thanks for all your support my loyal readers! Please remember that Police
officers are men and women just like the rest of us. So many are being
gunned  down on our streets and roadways! Say a prayer for them to make it home
safe!  Who would you call when you were in need if they were not around? Next
time you  see one, give them a smile or a wave of your hand in support!
Thank you!  _dogbone421@aol.com_ (mailto:dogbone421@aol.com)