Date: Sun, 15 Oct 2006 20:06:17 EDT
From: DogBone421@aol.com
Subject: "The Road Crew and The Cop"  Part 4  (Adult friends)

    Mike opened the trailers doors, looked around and then helped me down.
When my boots hit the ground hard, my insides hurt. I watched as Mike closed the
big doors and latched them. When he was done he turned and offered to walk
back to my patrol car with me. Before we moved he added that he needed to take a
wicked piss. I mentioned I needed to also.  Both of us standing close, he
turned and faced the trailer. As my eyes adjusting to the darkness I watched as
he opened his fly and pulled out his cock. Following suit I did the same. I
heard his piss hitting the pavement and the sound of his relaxed my bladder and
mine started to flow. In the darkness I didn't notice that he had turned
towards me.  All to quickly I felt wetness on my pants leg and through the open
laces of my left boot. He started laughing as I yelled, "What the fuck you doing
Mike"! I was mad as hell as I shook the last drop off my cock. He reached over
and tried to pat my shoulder but I pulled away. "Come on man, it was just a
joke," he said. "Joke, fuck man, the inside of my boot is wet with your piss,"
I barked low. He kind of laughed again and said, "Dude I was just making my
territory"! My zipper fully up I turned and walked away from him. As I made my
way down the trailer I heard him coming up behind me. Grabbing my arm he spoke,
" I'm sorry buddy, I was just playing around with you." As I stopped he put
his arm fully around my neck and backed me against the side of the rig. "I didn
't mean to make you mad, honest," he whispered in my ear. I guess he could
tell I was still fuming as he began to rub my lower belly through my open
uniform shirt. He leaned in close to my face and spoke, "I just dropped a load in
you and your mad cause I pissed on your boot"? I guess I could see his point as
I calmed down some. Getting my composure back I spoke. "Just don't ever piss
on my uniform or me again," I'm a cop and you got to respect that."  He
nodded his head as his hand groped my soft cock through my pants. "Don't be mad
at me, I'm sorry buddy," he spoke. "You're the first cop I ever fucked, so
cut me a little slack." He bounced my ball sack in his hand as he asked if we
were still friends? I nodded my head to agree, "But dam bud easy on my nuts
their sensitive."


We both started to walk again. Once out of the trailers shadows he removed
his arm and stopped walking with me. As I approached my cruiser the wind blew my
shirt fully open and I could feel the coolness on my wet calf. The smell of
hot asphalt was strong in the warm air.  As I eased myself in the seat a low
moan escaped my mouth. I had to find a comfortable spot on the cushion before I
started the engine. Hearing the roar of the powerful car, I relaxed more as I
dropped the tranny in gear. Moving towards the orange construction barrels,
traffic stopped to allow my police car in. As I entered the flow and started
moving I rubbed my face and pondered what I had just experienced.



   When I got home I realized how bad the soreness was. I lost the uniform
and pealed off the wet sock. My foot looked shriveled from being damp. I knew my
work boot would be wet for at least a day. I took a much-needed dump and
expelled what was left of both guys' loads. I filled the tub with hot water, which
is very unusual for a shower guy like myself. Soaking in the hot water seamed
to help as my mind replayed the sex. My cock betrayed me and swelled fully
hard as I went through the events again. Staying in for as long as I could, I
dried myself off and my hard cock pointed the way out of the bathroom. Picking
up my uniform cloths that were heaped in a pile, I noticed the wetness my boxer
shorts had. No putting these back on my mind thought, as I smelled at them.
They had a heavy scent of sperm. (You know that smell guys) I shook my shirt
and was removing my name bar when I noticed something in my pocket. Quickly my
mind went back to when Bob placed something in my pocket. I pulled out a half
of a business card. At the bottom was his name along with his phone number. I
smiled as I fingered my nut sack. "That fucker must have really enjoyed himself,
" I said out load. I put the number in my wallet as I headed for bed.


    Afternoon came quick. As I eased myself from bed the hurting deep inside
my guts appeared again. I walked like an old man getting off a wild bronco
horse. I knew it was going to be a long day getting in and out of a patrol car. I
did my usual shower, shave and clean uniform. Doing all that made me feel
good and ready to hit the station.  A few fellow officers asked if I was Ok,
commenting on my unsteady walk. I had a story already worked up and weaved a tail
of an unruly actor being difficult. Knowing fellow officers, we all have
experienced that and it was accepted with no questions. Just before roll call was
over, I was informed that I would not be getting overtime for a while. Seams a
few of the other guys wanted some now and it had to be shared. I don't know
about other guy's teams, but here it follows seniority. You take your turn as it
comes around.


    Hitting the street in my car I knew it would be sometime before I could
get with the road guys again. In some ways I was kind of happy because I though
things were getting out of my control too fast. But I also knew that this was
easy sex for me to find and it doesn't last forever. The road would be
finished before long and that would end everything. These guys were not looking for
anything other then some easy butt to fuck, and they would move on. That
suited me fine at this point of my life. To be honest they were helping me out more
then they knew. I figured Mike didn't give me his home number just to be
drinking buddies. Right now that number was burning a hole in my wallet as I
thought of more sack time with him.


   I allowed about 4 days to pass including the weekend. The soreness had
eased greatly and I was ready for more. What is it about sex? If your not getting
any it doesn't seam to be a big deal, get some and its all you want. I had
jacked off the whole weekend and early Monday afternoon I decided I would call
his number. I must admit I was a little nervous as I dialed the digits. Hearing
the phone ring brought me back down to earth. It rang about 5 times before
someone answered. It took a while before anybody said," Hello."  I could tell
it was a young boy that answered. Being aware that I might scare him, I asked
if his daddy was home? Quickly a child could be heard running yelling "DADDY"
as the phone fell to the floor. It took a while before I could hear anything.
Listening I heard Bob approaching asking, "Who is it," of the boy? The small
voice answered, "He asked for Daddy."  I could hear the phone being pulled
from the floor. Loudly a booming voice asked, "HELLO"! I asked, "Is this Bob'?
He said that it was, in a sleepy voice, and wanted to know who was calling? "I
'm the state trooper from last week, if you remember me." "Fuck man how
could I forget you," he answered! He apologized for sounding sleepy between yawns
as he said, "Fuck I'm glad you decided to call." Then the, "Where the fuck
you been came"? I explained how the overtime rotates and that I might not be
around for a while. He laughed and told me how Mike came up on the cruiser that
was parked there the next night and was shocked that it wasn't me. He went on
to say he was rubbing his crotch as he approached and that the other officer
wasn't impressed at all! I had to laugh with him, picturing that scene. We shot
the shit for a bit like old buddies who haven't talked for a while would.


Then he said, "Hold on." I heard him talking to the boy, "Bob junior go to
your room and play with your toys". Daddy needs to talk private." I could hear
the young child whimper and cry as he walked away. When he came back on he
said, "Dam kids always around, always up my ass." I asked him how many he had
and he answered two. Bob junior was four and the baby was 10 months old. He
told me his wife works days and he baby-sits them as he tries to get some sleep
when he can. "But you can imagine how much energy a four year old has," he
told me. I laughed and told him I hope to find out someday. "If you ever need any
help in that department, I'd be glad to sire one for you," he laughed back! "
Seams every time I turn around, we get a pregnancy scare." "She forgets to
take the pill and next thing you know we have to worry." His voice then lowered
as he spoke, "When can we do it again"? I told him I wasn't sure how we
could work out a meeting. Again in a low voice he spoke, "The old lady hasn't let
me near her for days," "I'm backed up bad, I need some." As a man I could
hear the hunger in his voice and understood that need. I listened as he spoke
again. "You going to help me out or what," he asked? Softly I spoke the words,
"I'll try to help you out." "Man that's good news to me," he answered with
a much more chipper voice. "Want you to know I'm standing here in my
underwear and you got them tented saying that." In my mind I could just see him there
again in those shorts. "We on for tonight," he asked? I answered that I wasn'
t on overtime there tonight. "What time you end your shift," he wanted to
know? Well I have paperwork to finish, but usually around 12:30am. There was a
silence and then he said," I can do that."  I had to ask how he could get away
from the roadwork so easy? "If you're able to meet me at that time I can
swing it," was his answer. I asked where we should meet about that time? He
explained that the guy's all parked their vehicles at the rest area. "Could I pick
him up there"? I agreed as I heard a baby crying in the background. "Listen
buddy, I got to run," he said. "You better be there man," was his final
statement as he hung up the phone.


    Needless to say I was horned up the whole tour of duty that night. I
finished my paper work at lighting speed and was out of there on time. As I
started the patrol car I finally allowed my cock to swell, as sex with Bob was all I
thought about. I had to drive past the roadwork that was going on to get to
the rest area. I caught a glimpse of Mike as my car passed him quicker then
usual in the congestion. I listen to my police radio as I made my way past the
construction and headed for the rest area. I knew there was a truck accident
about 5 miles up the road and my fellow brothers on duty were busy with it. The
truck had overturned and there was some kind of spillage. I turned off the exit
ramp for the rest area and flew into the brightly lit parking lots. Travelers
always notice police cars and I didn't enter unnoticed. I slowly drove
through each parking lot as I would on normal patrol. I saw Bob up ahead waving to
me. He was standing with a group of tucks that looked like they belonged to
guys like him. I speeded up and pulled close to the vehicle he was in back of. He
was dressed in coveralls that were unzipped to his waist. I could see his
hairy chest and the top of his underwear as he moved towards my passenger door. I
lowered the power window as he leaned in. "Glad to see you could make it,"
he smiled at me. "Which truck is yours," I asked him to get things going
between us? He pointed to a real high sitting Chevy 4X4 truck that seamed to fit
his personality. "Where we going for this," came from him. I knew a place we
could go to and said, "Get in buddy."



I watched as he opened the door and got in beside me. He unzipped his
coveralls fully and spread his legs wide as I put the window up and speed away fast.
As I watched my rearview mirror I told him he had to buckle up. "Got to be
safe," I laughed as I headed back on the interstate. I watched him buckle the
belt and took a look at his crotch that was in fully view to me. He quickly
started to chat with me. He went on to say he had never been in a police car before
and looked fascinated with the computer and everything in the front area. He
wanted to know if we could film our sex with the dashboard camera sometime? I
looked at him and half serious asked, "Your kidding right"? He let out a real
big belly laugh and said I needed to relax some. He asked what kind of engine
the Crown Victoria had and if I could hit it once just so he could feel its
power. I floored the engine and he was very impressed with its performance.  "
How about the light and siren," came next? I did it all to impress him. "Got
to tell you, you look great in your uniform," he said, as he looked me over. "
"You're a hot looker fucker in those coveralls," I shot back. "I wanted
easy access to you so I wore these," he spoke as he adjusted his position in the
seat. His hand went to the front of his underwear and grabbed his package. "
Were we going," he asked. I told him I knew a spot up ahead that would be safe
for us.



Not much further down the interstate I saw my turn off.  The area was a spot
between both lanes of the interstate. It's an area we sit to shoot radar. It'
s a wide spot surrounded by a large group of trees and brush. A cop car is
hidden well here.  I knew my fellow officers would be busy with the accident for
a few more hours and no one would be running a speed trap during that time. I
felt safe doing something here or I wouldn't risk my career on it.  As I
pulled off, I slowed the cruiser down. I backed the big car close to the trees in
the middle of the area. I figured a few passing car might be able to see the
reflection of my cars police bagging through the tree branches. But I knew no
one would bother us. Once settling the car in the right spot I turned off the
engine. As soon as the engine was off he spoke, "I had to fuck the old lady
tonight." "Couldn't believe she gave it up to me," he went on. "Usually she's a
real bitch after work, guess she somehow knew I had your ass lined up for
tonight," he offered as he looked at me. "But don't worry man, I got another
load in these here big balls for you! I got enough for you both if I have to," he
said. I was kind of disappointed I wasn't getting him fully primed up, but I
was willing to take anything he offered me. "You still sore down there any,"
he asked? I told him the pain had almost totally gone away. He said it would
take more hump action to get a load out, but sounded like I could take it. I
didn't acknowledge his statement hoping he wouldn't make that annoying pain
return to me. "The more you let me have you, the easier it will get," he said
looking at me. I nodded my head as I loosened my tie.  "Where we doing this, the
back seat," he wanted to know? I told him with the cage in the back, it took
up a lot of room. But we could try.


He opened his door and got out and I did the same. The night was dark and you
could hear the roar of some traffic passing by. The hot car clicked and
popped in the cooler air. I walked around the back of the car to his side. I opened
the back door and started to unbutton my shirt. He watched me and I saw him
dig in one of the pockets of the coveralls. Out came a tube of KY, most likely
the one he used on me before. He placed it on the roof of the car as I unlaced
my boots one at a time. I tossed my shirt in the floorboard of the back seat
and I started to unbuckle my belt. "Take them off, I want you on your back,"
he spoke. I kicked off my boots and stood on the cooler ground and sat on the
edge of the rear seat to remove my pants and boxers. My cock had already
started to lengthen, as I stood fully nude except for my white tee shirt and my
socks. My cock head hit the armrest on the door as I watched him get ready. He
pulled his briefs low keeping the coveralls on. His cock was already at
half-mast as he grabbed the tube and squirted a glob out and applied to his shaft. He
walked around the door and up to me. I eased myself in the back as he leaned
in. I managed to get halfway across the bench seat when he said, "That's good"
! "Get your leg's up," came next as he crawled in on top of me. I placed my
one leg against the cage behind my driver's seat and the other over the back of
the seat. As he got between my legs he nudged them open more and started
lying down on my body. "Man this takes me back to my high school days," he said
smiling at me. My arms went behind his back inside the heavy coverall fabric.
He placed his hard slick cock against my now familiar butt hole. "Open up
copper, let the big dog in," he said as he pushed against my hole. I flinched at
the sudden feel of pain again. "Easy man," he coded to me. "You know me, relax.
I'll be gentle."  As he laid his full weight on me the seat dipped lower
behind my back and my butt ached higher towards the invading cock. That was
enough to open me up and he moved in almost fully. I was breathing like I had run a
marathon. I could feel the beads of sweat starting to form on my forehead. He
placed his head along side mine and both relaxed for a few seconds. He
smelled clean and of Old spice aftershave. I looked out the back window of the car
and saw the stars in the sky. The car was lit inside with a soft light from my
computer screen in the front seat. I rubbed his back as I felt him take his
first outward movement.


"Ready babe," he asked? I answered with a low yeah as he began. He pumped me
a few times as he spoke. "Your definably tighter then my wife is." "I could
really get into being with you regular," We quickly went into a steady fuck
rhythm. He would hit a spot in me that would cause me to hold him tight and
moan. He licked my forehead and said he knew how to make me squirm already. I ran
my hands down to his spine and back up his sides getting to know his body
better. I could feel the car rocking up and down with us as we fucked. I had so
many low life's and criminals in this back seat. I never dreamed I'd be back
here under a man having sex. Bob was really starting to get wet with sweat. I'm
sure warring those coveralls having sex wasn't easy. I wished I had taken off
my tee shirt, as I too was getting warm. He stopped humping and eased himself
up off me. He put his hands against the headliner of the car's roof for
balance and started pumping again. This changed the angle of his cock going in and
it caused me some pain. I let him fuck me for a minute that way before I had to
ask him to stop. I put my hand against his hairy belly to slow him down. "
Please stop Bob." "You're killing me this way." He seamed to understand what I
meant. He flexed both his arms in a muscle pose and looked down at me. "Can't
handle the bull this way"? I shook my head no as he eased himself back on top
of me. He settled into a steady hump action and he bored me out for about 5
minutes before he started to snot and suck in air deep to his lungs. His head
beside mine, he took a few quick rabbit humps and dug as deep into me as he
could. I felt his cock pulse deep in my guts.


In a low almost faint voice he said, "Yeah man." "You got me some good cop
tail." "I really enjoy making a baby with you man," he coded. Saying that made
moan uncontrollable. He put his mouth against my neck and lightly nibbled. He
raised his face so I could see him. "See that's the real good part with you,
no pregnancy worries." He wiped my wet face with his hand as he spoke. We lay
there in silence as we both enjoyed the moment. All too quickly he rose up.
With a drop of sweat hanging off the tip of his noise he said, "WOW." He
pulled his cock from me and backed himself out the open car door. My legs had
cramped and it was good to drop them down. I scooted myself up and sat back in the
seat. He got back in the car beside me. "Fuck man, I'm beat," he said. We
both kind of caught our breath sitting there. Next thing I knew he had his arm
around my neck pulling me closer to him. "You all right little buddy," he
asked? "Yeah'" I answered back. "Just feeling the moment." I lay in his shoulder
well as he stretched out. He rubbed my upper chest as we lay together. "We
should go fishing sometime," he offered. I said I would like that. I explained I
had not had time to go in a very long time. Being a cop occupies most of my
time I told him. My hand moved to his soft cock inside the coveralls. Knowing
the slickness between my cheeks came from here made me feel proud. Proud to know
I was with a man like him. He allowed me to explore his cock and his ball
sack. His crotch hair was so thick and course. Not like mine that was fine. His
balls were heavy and much larger then mine.


We talked about fishing for a while as I played with his equipment. "You get
him hard and you'll have to let me ride you again," he laughed at me. He
looked at his watch and said he had to get moving. "I told the boss my kid was
sick and I had to go home for a little," he explained. "But now I better get
back." He sat up fully and raised himself up off the seat. He pulled his
underwear up and on. "Come on buddy, get me back," he said as he stepped out of the
car.  I moved to the door myself and got out. The night dampness made my socks
wet as I stepped on the grass.  It was ironic to me. Here I am a State
Trooper, outside my cruiser, in the nude, a guy's load leaking from my ass. Fuck I
arrest other people for a lot less! Bob took a piss as I pulled my shorts and
pants back on. When I sat back on the car seat inside the open back door he
walked up. I was lacing my boots up and couldn't help but look at that hairy
chest. He still had the coveralls fully open. Out of the silence came a "Thanks
buddy." As I stood and tucked my tee shirt in I told him he didn't need to thank
me.  "I do man," he went on. "I forgot how good it could be between two guys.
" "I'm with the wife and kids all the time." "A guy needs some male bonding.
" As I bent down to get my shirt off the floorboards he smacked my butt. I
rose up quickly yelling, "Hey"! "And the fact that your tighter then the old
lady, works too," he said. As I closed the car door I asked if he was ready to
go. As I walked back around the car a big rig blew its air horn as it flew
passed. The sound scarred the fuck out of both of us!



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