Date: Sat, 6 Sep 2008 19:18:15 EDT
From: DogBone421@aol.com
Subject: Night Patrol"  part 4

Well here it was for me, judgment day. I knew this day  would have to come
sometime, but I wasn't ready for it. Well, are any of us who  get caught with
our pants down with another guy? My first instinct was to defend  myself, say he
was crazy and didn't see anything like that. But for some reason  I didn't
feel like fighting right now. Guess it was the fact I was carrying  another man'
s load deep inside me and I could feel it in the back of my  thoughts. And
whom would I be kidding; even I could smell the sex on me from  Dennis.
I  stared at him like a deer in headlights as he stood there. My eyes were
instantly drawn to the front of his jeans as I watched him zip up his fly. As
he  adjusted the placement of his cock I continued to watch his hands. I couldn'
t  help myself. Once he was done I looked back up at him and he was smiling
and  shook his head as he turned to the sink to wash his hands. In silence I
moved  backwards a few steps and leaned back against a row of metal lockers. The
locker  creaked as my weight went against it and caused him to turn and look
at  me.
"You don't have to answer that question, I can read it  all over your face,"
I heard him say as I watched him. "Staring at my crotch  like a dog in heat
will give you away every time man. You need to work on that,"  he said to me
smiling in the mirror!
"As  sweaty as you look and the way that guy who was just in here was
walking, I'd  say he just fucked your ass. He acted like some god dam barnyard
rooster who  just fucked all the hens. Am I right, I mean you can jump in here
anytime and  stop me," he said as he dried his hands on the paper towels?
I  shook my head yeah as I looked at the dirty cement floor. I didn't hang my
head from shame; I looked at the floor  from embarrassment. I was caught
red-handed so to speak and no one likes to be  called on his or her actions.
Especially when you know you have done  something wrong. As he moved towards me I
tired to be ready for  anything. I was hoping that the honor between brother
troopers was still intact  here and my secret was safe with him. But my backup
plan was starting to take  shape as my muscles began to tense up. I was not
going to be caught off guard if  a fight started. As he got too close for my
comfort I straightened up and got my  dukes in position.
"I  may be a dam queer mother fucker to you, but I can beat your fucking ass
to a  pulp right here if that's what you want! Come on; give me a reason to
prove my  manhood to you God dam it! I'll fuck your ass up good or take a
whooping, you  decide John!"
He  backed up slightly with big eyes and I'm sure he could now see the rage I
was  capable of in my eyes.
"  Stand down you pansy ass mother fucker," he shouted at me! "I wasn't
going to do  anything but tell you to get your fucking act together! I don't know
you well  enough to care one way or the other about what you do. But what if
someone else  besides me had come in here and caught you on your knees getting
your ass  plugged? What the FUCK would you have done then? You have a code of
honor your  supposed to uphold God dam it!"
He  turned and walked towards the trashcan and tossed his used paper towel
atop the  overflowing can. The tension seemed to ease between us some as we both
went  quiet. He walked back over the sinks and leaned on one with his back to
me  again. He was the one to speak first and I could tell his tone was
different  now.
"My  old lady is on the fucking rag again tonight. She gets a dam bug up her
ass all  the time since the baby came along. All I wanted was to get some ass
off her and  she blew a gasket. I can tell you this seeing how were fast
friends now, I aint  got any off her in months. I thought having a baby would be
great for us, but  now she blames me for getting her knocked up in the first
place.  So I thought a drive down here to this  diner I heard of would be a good
thing. You know, relax me before bed and give  her time to cool off. I saw the
reflection of your vehicle ID when my lights hit  it pulling into the lot.
Dam I thought you might be having some coffee and we  could get to know each
other better. I didn't expect to get to know you this  well so soon!
Just as quickly his tone again changed back to a sound of  anger. "Anyone
else know about you," he asked as he turned back towards me?
I  shook my head no as I continued to lean against the metal locker with my
arms  folded.
"How the fuck did I get drug into this mess of yours. All  I did was come in
here to take a quick piss and now look at us. Listen, here's  some free
advice, get yourself cleaned up and get the fuck out of here. You're a  God Dam law
officer and you need to start acting like one. Don't be like the  fucking
trash we arrest for doing just what you finished doing in a public  place!
Understand? I mean I'm hard up as hell and you don't see me hanging out  in
bathrooms trying to get some do you?"
With that  said, he turned and walked towards the door he came in.  With a
loud slam, I knew he was gone. I stood there  wondering what would happen next.
Was my secret still safe or was I going  to face the scorn of my fellow
officers when I went in tomorrow. I turned the  cold water on in the sink and
splashed it over my head. As I looked at  the water dripping off my face in the
mirror, I did some serious soul  searching. The butterflies in my stomach were
replaced with a sick feeling. The  cold dampness of the water dripping down on my
tee shirt brought me  back to reality. I moved to a wooden bench that was in
front of  the lockers and sat with my head in my hands. If I told you a few
tears  fell, would you think less a man of me?

By the time I pulled myself up by my bootstraps I was  ready to get out of
there.  I made  it home as the sun was beginning to rise. I can tell you now I
didn't  get much sleep. Pulling myself out of bed at 1 PM I seriously thought
of  calling out and not facing the taunts and barbs of my redneck brothers. But
 after a long hot shower, I found the courage to face my demons. Dressing in
my  baggy camouflage shorts, boots and a Nascar tee shirt, I tired my best to
look  straighter then usual. Right now it was my word against his and he was
the new  guy. I prayed my reputation as a good patrol officer would out weigh
any  slanderous gossip he could spew.

Hiding behind my mirrored sunglasses I took a deep breath just before I
entered the barracks for duty. Heading straight for the locker room I wasted no
time getting there. Shaking like a leaf in the wind, I pulled the  steel door
open and entered. Lots of my fellow officers were muddling around  getting
ready for shift and a few yelled Hellos to me as I passed. I didn't do  my regular
'checking out' of the pouches of the guy's that were in their  underwear as I
passed. I always prided myself on knowing who wore jockey shorts  and who was
a boxer man. Cock placement to the left or right was noted  also, but today
was different. Moving quickly for my locker, I half expected to  see a picture
of a naked man hanging from my door. It was one of the humiliating  things
guy's like me do when you suspect someone is different.

Much to  my surprise nothing was there. As I changed into my uniform my eyes
were glued  to the back of my open locker. No scanning from the corner of my
eyes today when  someone dropped a towel after a shower. I wasn't risking any
unnecessary eye  contact. I listened to the conversations around me. Waiting
for a vulgar comment  to be aimed my way, but there was none. All I heard was
the usual talk  about wives and kids, girl friends and sports. My nerves started
to ease some as  I attached the Velcro straps of my protective vest and
reached for my uniform  shirt. It seems my fellow officer had kept his mouth shut
for now. My eyes moved  to the ceiling of the locker room and thanked God for
taking care of me  again.

We all sat at role call and listened to our  instructions for the evening
from the shift Sarge. I scanned the room  to be sure John was in today and
spotted him three rows ahead of me.   I pretended to take notes as the shift
commander spoke, but my eyes bore a  hole in his back. He can be thankful he was
wearing his vest today! I kept  wondering why he kept his mouth shut when he could
have crucified me so easily.

We broke up as usual after roll call and I headed  for my patrol car. I
wanted nothing better then to get going quickly today.  No hanging around and bull
shitting with the guys. I had my trunk open checking  my supplies before I
pulled out, when suddenly he appeared. I was so involved in  my duties that he
made me jump when he yelled my  name.

"Relax man," was the first  words out of his mouth as he scanned the area for
other officers. Chewing  gum and smiling, he now looked like the barnyard
roster he spoke of last  night!

"Dam you look ruff today!  Guess you didn't get much sleep last night, Huh,"
he laughed? "Any other guys  bone your ass after I left you, or did you take
my advice and walk out with some  of your manhood intact?"

Looking at him with anger in  my eyes was enough to let him know I wasn't in
a mood to play games with  him.

"What's your fucking game," I  asked him behind the open deck lid as I hiked
my leg up on my  bumper?

Shaking his head no, he  replied,

"I'm not  playing games here man. What you do on your off time is your
business I figure.  I have to confess, I thought about telling the others. I'm new
around here and  it would help me fit in better spilling a secret like that.
But then I did some  thinking, lots of thinking. I figured I'd could cut you a
break. Hell,  maybe sometime you can help me out when I need a  friend."

I didn't really get or understand what he was  implying till I saw him adjust
his crotch. He smiled real big at me and told me  we'd talk more about it
another time. I watched him walked away and I wondered  if I was reading things
wrong. Maybe he just had an itch like all men do and  scratched
absent-mindedly? As I closed the truck lid I shook the though out of  my mind and
concentrated on my duties ahead of me tonight. I promised myself  this was the last time
tonight I would put any thought into all this. But you  guys know that was a
promise broken.
Two weeks had now past and things between us didn't seem  to change. When he
was around the other guys he greeted me as he normally did  and treated me
with respect. A few times I caught him looking at me funny when  he pasted my
patrol car at beginning of shift. I had to back him up on a few  calls and when I
knew he had the scene under control, I would follow normal  procedures and
tell him I was moving on. He didn't waste a chance to throw a  smart remake my
way when he knew no one was around to hear. Shit like, "Yeah you  better hit
the rest stop, make your rounds." Or, "I never noticed before that  your so
bowed legged, guess we know why that is." I knew what he meant with each  comment
but I kept my cool cause he had me by the nuts. I didn't do anything  stupid
or out of line concerning sex with other guys. Hell I'll admit I looked  and
took those images home to jerk off too. But it was all in my head for now.
Which brings me back to Dennis. I hadn't heard from him  in all that time. I
figured he had gotten what he wanted off me and moved on. I  would snicker to
myself and hope that when he told someone what happened between  us, that he
at least mentioned I was a good piece of ass. I knew a guy like him  couldn't
keep a secret like that to himself, no matter what he told me. What man  doesn'
t want a chance to fuck a trooper's ass? Every time I write a ticket I see
the look in a dudes eyes. I know it's more out of anger, but I can tell he's
love to fuck my ass up!
So anyway, like I mentioned, Dennis hadn't bothered to  call me in over two
weeks. I had been a good officer for all that time and my  ass was starting to
get itchy again. I needed some action and decided to keep my  eyes open for
any possible connections. I couldn't keep my pecker in my pants  much longer and
I needed to be with another guy badly. The more I thought of  that, the more
angered I got. Suddenly like a floodgate opening I let my  emotions loose.
"Fuck officer John and the patrol car he rides in," I  said out load to
myself as I drove. This is my dam fucking life and he can kiss  my sorry ass if he
doesn't like it!"
I suddenly felt empowered just hearing myself say those  words. "Fuck him,"
I again mumbled to myself as I beat the steering wheel with  the palm of my
hand. I could feel my cock swell up as I shook off some the guilt  feeling that
had been keeping me down as of late. I took a deep breath and felt  so much
better dumping that luggage. I now knew I was in a better place and I  would
accept my fate no matter. I was dam tired of conforming and living my life  in
fear! I laughed at myself as I thought; "I mean I'm not ready to parade  around
in short shorts like the gay officer on Reno 911. But I admired his  courage
and I needed to get myself some of that!
This week I was working the weekend because my schedule  had me starting on
Wednesday. A cop's schedule changes all the time, its never  set in stone. I
was on patrol Friday night and had a car pulled over when my  cell phone rang. I
checked the caller ID but didn't recognize the number.  Usually I don't
answer if I don't know who it is, so I let voice mail take the  call. Couple hours
later I remembered the call and checked my briefcase for my  phone. I was
surprised to see someone had left a message.  I accessed my voice mail without
much  thought figuring it was something to do with work. I didn't recognize the
deep  voice of the man who was talking until Dennis mentioned his name. Well I
got to  tell you I boned up my trooper pants instantly when I heard his name
and  realized who I was listening too. It wasn't that I had or was lusting
about him,  it was just the fact I was so horny and needed some. He was quick to
cut to the  chase and wondered if we could connect as he drove through tonight
on his way  home for the weekend?
Instantly my mouth said YES to my cell phone as I closed  my phone when his
message was over. As I drove around I found my cock would not  go down. I couldn
't help but rub it through the fabric of my uniform pants. I  had to be
careful because I was wearing cotton briefs and I could feel wetness  forming at
the head of my cock. Snot was flowing from me like a runny noise in  winter. The
blue/gray uniform pants I wore showed water drips very ease. I  always had to
be sure I shook off the excess piss drips from my cock before I  placed it
back in my uniform pants. If not, you could tell very easily that I  had just
taken a leak. I had learned from experience!
I wanted to play it cool and not come across as to  desperate but I couldn't
hold out any longer. I pulled off the road to set a  good example about not
driving while using your phone, and called him back.  Setting between the four
lanes of the interstate in the medium, I waited as his  phone rang. It took
about five rings before he answered. With each ring my hopes  began to fade. But
when he answered, my smile covered my entire face. I could  tell by the sound
of air rushing over his phone, he was on the road. He didn't  know who I was
till I mentioned I was officer (Blank). Instantly the sound of  his voice
changed and his stupid cockiness began. He as all about telling me he  needed to
fuck and knew I would call him back. I kept my official officer voice  and stand
offish ways for as long as I could. But hearing him brag about how was  going
to bust me a new one and that he hadn't nutted in over a week was more  then
I could withstand. I wanted to know where he was and where did he think we
could connect?
Sounded like he had it all worked out in his head even  before I asked. I
explained I didn't get off shift till around 1 AM and he  accepted it. He told me
he was two hours from my location heading towards me.  Said he knew a really
cheep motel he had used before and he could get us a room  if I paid for it. I
asked which motel it was and knew of it. Located just off  the interstate it
was a Mom and Pop place that was really run down. Dennis  bragged that it was
great place to fuck because it had small cabins you could  rent that offered
more privacy. He told me he would get a cabin at the end of  the row if they
had one so I could hide the patrol car. I was instantly  impressed that he had
though that part out. I agreed to reimburse him for the  money if he got the
room in his name. He agreed and said he would call me later  to tell me which
room he was in. I hung up the phone and wished it were the end  of shift right
now.
As usual, the night drug because I wanted this so bad. It  didn't help that
Dennis called back to tell me he got the last cabin he  mentioned before and
that everything was set. Of course he then started telling  me what fun we were
going to have tonight. He bragged his nuts were blowed up as  big as tennis
balls cause he hasn't jacked off for a week. He said he didn't get  any privacy
sharing a room with Todd. All they did was work and drink beer at  the end of
the night. He said he passed out drunk most nights thinking of  busting me a
new one again someday. After hearing all that, I was on the bone  big time!  I
only did what paperwork  I needed to do tonight to get out on faster. I
changed into my civvies and  headed out with a hung smile on my face and half hard
cock in my jeans. It took  me about 15 minutes to get to motel and Dennis did
good picking a cabin way in  the back. I was able to park the patrol car on
the far side of the building,  hiding it well. The whole motel area was off the
road in a grove of tall trees.  I wasn't the least bit worried about being
seen tonight. With my trouser snake  pointing the way, I headed for the cabin
door.
Knocking lightly, he opened it only wearing his underwear  and dirty white
socks. I quickly noticed his big toe showing through a hole in  his right sock.
The socks were stained the color of red at the toe and heel.  Most likely from
the boots he wore. As my eyes scanned back up his body, I  couldn't help but
notice the nice bulge in the pouch area of his jockeys.  Strands of long blond
crotch hair showed from around the elastic leg band. The  white briefs looked
dingy against his dark tanned upper body, as I checked out  the trail of
light colored hair that made its way to his belly button. I could  tell he wasn't
used to wearing a tee shirt when he worked. In contrast his legs  were snow
white down to his kneecaps. From there down they were as brown as his  upper
body. He was dirty looking with dirt and sweat rings at the base of his  neck and
mud in his hair in places. It looked like he hadn't shaved since I last  saw
him and was sporting about an inch bread growth.
"I know I don't smell good or aint pretty looking! When I  got done with the
job today, I just jumped in the truck to head home. Its been  raining a lot
at the construction sight. The whole area is one big mud hole. I  know you don'
t care what I look like. You're only after this," he said as he  gripped his
cock through his shorts.
"Dam dude, what if someone should see you in your jockeys  shorts answering
the door? What the hell they going to think," I asked  him?
As I entered he closed the door behind me told me I was  lucky he even wore
any to the door.
"I heard that powerful engine on your police car, so I  knew it was you. Come
on, lets get your pants off so I can bust a quick nut in  you right off," he
told me.
I looked around the room and took in my surroundings as I  pulled my tee
shirt over my head. Dennis had already removed his jockey shorts  and was using
something to grease his already half hard cock. I noticed his mud  crusted blue
jeans in a heap on the floor next to some high top construction  boots that
were almost worn out. As I sat on the bed to remove my boots, the bed  springs
squeaked. Behind me I heard him say we were going to make those bed  springs
sing tonight. As I stood to remove my pants he asked me to hurry up.  Turning
around I saw him already in the middle of the double bed primed and  ready for
his assault. As I stepped out of my jeans and underwear, he patted the  bed. I
tossed my pants on porous so they were against his dirty cloths. Somehow  I
liked the idea of that.
"Come on baby, come to Poppa," he whispered to me so  sexy. "I can see by
the way your pecker is pointing at the ceiling you want this  as bad as I do
tonight."
He was right; my cock was slapped hard against my lower  belly as I crawled
into bed beside him. He instantly nuzzled up against my back  and moved his
cock between my butt cheeks.
"I aint got time for nothing fancy right now. I really  need to dump this
heavy load I been carrying. You know how your nuts can ache  when you aint had
any in a long while. Well buddy boy; mine are killing me right  now. I'll make
it up to you later tonight; but right now I just need you to open  up and
except this. Prove to me your willing to give what I need. Oh, by the  way, I didn'
t bother putting on a raincoat. I figured we'd already been down  that road,
you and I. You Ok with all this," he whispered in my ear. "I promise  I'll be
gentle for as long as I can."
With lust in my voice I told him to fuck me! He didn't  need to hear anything
else. As he tightened his bear hug on my upper chest, he  rolled us both over
onto my belly. I knew to be prepared for some pain as he  placed his cock
head against my hole. As he applied pressure, his cock head  slipped in past my
butt ring as I gasped for air. The sharp pain was intense as  I listened to him
telling me it would be OK in a minute.
"Relax man and it will not hurt so  bad."
He gave me a about a minute to get used to his presence  all the time
slipping deeper and deeper into me.
"You got it all now baby," he said as he kissed the side  of my head. "Dam
your haircut is sharp," he said in my  ear!
All to quickly the movement in and out of me started. I  could tell he wasn't
lying about being super horned up. He was on a mission and  all I was at this
point was a piece of easy ass. As the bed rocked and squeaked  to his
movements, I opened my legs so he could get deeper and arched my hips.  His breathing
quickly got rapid and he snorted like a bull on my back. He was  right; it
didn't take long before I heard him grunt out he was cumming. With one  hard
deep forward hump, he fell fully on my back and dumped his load. I could  feel
the fullness in my guts as he squirted. Backwash was already leaking from  my
hole as he continued to breath heavy and convulse.
All too quickly he was a limp jellyfish on my back. His  soft cock slipped
from my slimy hole and I heard him grunt. I let him lay on my  back for a few
minutes as I enjoyed the feeling on him on me. Dennis was all man  and I enjoyed
the idea we were now fuck buddies. As I enjoyed the moment, I  began to hear
some deep breathing coming from him. It was now obvious he had  fallen asleep
on my back. I didn't get mad or anything. Hell, I felt honored he  felt so at
ease with me. I needed to find that feeling in myself for him.
As I slipped from under him, he mumbled something as he  turned on his back
and fell into a deeper sleep. I quickly headed for the  bathroom as I felt the
need to dump. As fast as I sat down the liquid in me  flowed out without much
resistance. I was impressed with the amount he had  dumped as I checked the
toilet bowel below me. The white froth and clots floated  on top the water. My
cock was still pointed at my belly button as I sat and  expelled more liquid
that was deeper in me. Sitting there I began to hear Dennis  start to snore
loudly. His snore sounded like a Mack truck coming down the  interstate! As I
cleaned myself up and stood, I didn't flush for fear of waking  him. Quietly I
eased myself back into the room and walked back over to the bed.  On his back
with his one leg bent, he exposed his cock and balls like they were  for sell. I
watched him sleep and admired this man that had just fucked me. I  considered
myself pretty lucky I had met him now. There are lots of ugly actors  out
there and I have been pretty desperate at times.
I noticed the white sheets and the pillowcase he laid on  were now getting
dirty from his body. I smiled and shook my head as I pulled the  sheet that was
on the floor over him. I tip toed away to get my jockey shorts.  Finding them
under my pants, I pulled them on. Seeing his pants on the floor, I  proceeded
to pick them up. I marveled at how dirty and worn they were. Somehow  they
seemed to reflect the man that wore them. As I started to fold them, his  wallet
fell out on the floor. I picked it up and was about to place it back in  his
back pants pocket, when I couldn't resist looking inside it. I glanced over  at
him to be sure he was asleep before I proceeded. I had a ping of guilt just
before I opened it thinking I shouldn't because it was private. But then I
remembered he looked in mine so turn about was fair play! As I opened it the
first thing I saw was a picture his two kids and his ex-wife. I was impressed
with how beautiful she was and how good-looking his boys were. My asshole
clinched as I thought I was carrying the seed that made those beautiful boys!

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