Date: Mon, 23 Oct 2006 03:56:00 EDT
From: DogBone421@aol.com
Subject: "The Road Crew and the Cop"  Part 5   (Adult friends)

    As I drove Bob back to the rest area the conversation was light. Bob was
all laid back almost half asleep when I pulled close to his truck. I patted
his leg to joust him awake after I put the car in park. He sat up in the seat
yawning and stretching his arms. "We here already," came from him? "Man a good
fuck always makes me sleepy," he spoke. "I could just curl up in this seat
and sleep all night."  "Well, I got to get home and you need to get back to
work," I told him. With a sleepy yawn and a nod he zipped up his coveralls to his
chest and opened the car door. Standing just outside the door he leaned back
in and extended his arm for a handshake. "Forgot my manors bud," as we shook
hands. "Thanks for everything and I want us to do it again soon," he offered
up still holding my hand tight. I agreed saying I looked forward to it!  As he
closed the door I dropped the transmission in gear and sped towards the
bathrooms at the rest area building. I needed to take a piss bad. Yeah I know why
didn't I piss with Bob when he did? Well guys, some ones got to uphold the laws
around here on public behavior. I pulled the cruiser into the space reserved
for "Troopers only" that was close to the main doors.


 As I got out and started for the doors I saw a ruff looking guy standing
against the brick wall. He was out of the brightness of the floodlights that
light the building. He was standing with one leg bent back behind him against the
wall. He was warring a flannel shirt with the sleeves cut off that showed off
his bare chest.  Construction boots and worn blue jeans that were tight.
Smoking a cigarette, he spit on the ground as I walked up. I gave him a hard stare
as I slowed down. My eyes were drawn to the bulge in his pants before I knew
it. He was packing a large wad to the right that was seen easy in the darkness.
It looked like they had been worn whiter in that area then the rest of the
old jeans. When my eyes made it back to his face I had on my cop scowl.  He was
inhaling the cigarette as I looked at him.  He raised his eyebrows and offered
a "Sorry officer." I nodded an acceptance of his apology as I lectured, "Don'
t spit on the walkway again." My eyes betrayed me again as I took another
look at his bulge before I turned and headed for the doors.




     I made my way to the men's restroom. I knew the path well having used it
many times while on patrol. As I entered a few guys were using the urinals
and one was at the sink washing his hands. When a cop walks in anywhere, you get
noticed. A few guys offered up "Evening officer" as well as some head nods
of hello. I made my way to the sink to wash my hands first to allow things to
clear out some. I rolled up my sleeves, bent over and splashed water on my face
as I listened to the other guys leaving. The water felt cool and refreshing.
Pulling the paper towels from the noisy dispenser I dried my face. Out of the
corner of my eye I saw the guy from outside standing at the urinal. As I
looked at him full on he nodded his head hello with an unlit cigarette hanging out
his mouth. I spoke hello to him as I turned and continued to dry my face. A
guy walked in and started to piss as I walked over to the last of the four
urinals. The new guy quickly finished and left without washing his hands. It was
quiet and we were the only two still in there. He spoke first, "Sorry about the
spitting on the sidewalk officer." As I looked over at him he backed away from
the urinal and was shaking his cock off. He had a nice cock and I couldn't
help but check it out with my eyes. I guess I was still super horned up from
earlier and wasn't thinking with my full cop brain. I knew better then to try or
do anything stupid in a restroom. When I looked at his face he was staring at
me hard. In the bright lights of the restroom I could check him out better. He
had a head full of shaggy black hair that needed a trimming bad. Nice eyes I
had to admit, as I looked him over more. His mustache was full and ran down
the sides of his mouth. He looked like he hadn't shaved in days. There wasn't
much hair on his chest, but he had a thick trail from his belly button down. As
I shook off my cock, hidden because I was still close to the porcelain I
offered up, "No problem." As I backed up and pulled my zipper up I saw him
checking me out.



He still had his cock out and was scratching the hair at the base of his
cock. "A man sure can get horny on the road, " he said. "You a trucker," I asked
as I adjusted the placement of my cock in my pants?  He said he was and that
he had been away from home for about three weeks. "Dam that's a long time," I
said as I started to move towards the sinks. He reached out his hand and
placed it against my chest as I started to move past him. My instincts kicked in
fast and I jumped back. "Easy fellow," I barked. "Don't ever touch a cop like
that," I bellowed. He offered up a quick apology holding his hands out from
his sides. "I just didn't want you to leave yet," he spoke. He looked pretty
innocent with his cock hanging out and I calmed down some. He looked to be 6"2"
 to my 5" 10". His weight was about 210 lbs. Sorry my police training,
always taking inventory. "OK, what's your problem then," I asked? "I saw you
looking outside, was wondering if you were offering it up tonight, that's all,"
he asked? I knew what he was talking about and wasn't shocked or offended when
he called me on it. I was beginning to understand my lust for men and couldn't
hide it as easy anymore.  I looked at the floor to try to come up with
something to say quickly. As I did he slowly moved away from me and I looked at him.
"I'm going back here, the last stall." He still had his hands raised as he
pointed to the row of shitters. "If you want to come back, I'll be grateful."
"If I miss read you, I'm sorry." I watched as he moved down the row of
stalls. His large wallet secured with a chain bobbed in his back pocket. I watched
till I saw a door open and he disappeared inside. My mind was racing as I
though of what I should do. Of course my cop mind was like, Get the fuck out of
here! But my male side was wondering what it would be like to experience
something with a truck driver. I walked over to the sinks and washed my hands as I
took a few more minutes to decide. The restroom was unbelievable quiet with no
one coming or going. The only sound that was heard was the buzzing from the
Florissant light above. Was this a sign I thought as I tossed the wet towel in
the trashcan?



I moved and grabbed the large door handle to exit but I stopped. My first
thought was, I'm turning into some kind of whore! But I started moving down the
long row of stalls anyway. When I came to the last one I saw movement inside
through the crack between the door and the frame. He opened the latch as I stood
outside. He still had the unlit cigarette between his lips as he motioned me
in. As he closed the door and latched it I started. I backed him against the
door and pointed my finger in his face. With a snarl and spit flying I started,
"Anybody EVER hears of this, I'll write you so many tickets you will never
be able to drive for a living again."  "You understand me"? He nodded his head
and grinned an evil grin at me. He started talking in a low voice. "God dam,
can't believe my luck"! "I'm going to treat you right officer, got a large
nut for you that's 6 days old." He didn't seam the least bit scarred of what I
told him. As I backed back from him he gripped my shoulders and applied
pressure to force me to sit on the toilet seat.  He undid the front of his jeans as
he continued.  "I saw something in your eyes outside man, but I thought I
read you wrong." He wasn't warring any underwear and his cock was starting to
plump up as he exposed it fully to me. He scratched his nut sack with his one
hand as I noticed his other hand shook slightly. He was nervous and I liked that
because I was also even though I didn't show it outright. I saw a clear drop
of something at the tip of his cut cock head as he eased himself closer. "I won
't take long to cum, I'm so backed up," he spoke real low as he moved the
head towards my lips. "Open your mouth, I want to see your teeth," he asked. As
I opened my mouth he gripped my chin and pulled my face up. "Fucking
beautiful white teeth," was all he said.  The drip of clear liquid wet my upper lip as
he moved into my mouth. I hadn't sucked much cock before so I was learning as
we went. He instantly made me gag trying to push too much in at once. "Sorry
man, I'm just so horny," came from him as he rubbed my crew cut head.


He backed out and I licked his cock head and felt his cock getting harder
with each lap my tongue took. With his height and my stance we were connected
perfect. My one hand explored his nut sack as my other gripped his butt cheek. "
Fuck officer, your mouth is so hot," he offered up as he began to move in and
out slowly. I spread my legs wider so he could move in closer to me. My badge
and nametag hooked on his zippered pants as he hunched his hips. I was learning
to breath through my noise as he dug deeper and deeper on each inward
movement. His thick bush at the top of his crotch itched my noise as he fucked my
face. Taking deep breaths through it I could smell a man's crotch that had
sweated some. Drool and spit leaked from my mouth and wet his nut sack as it tapped
my chin. I let him increase his hump speed when he asked if he could? I nodded
my head and moaned OK. He gripped my shirt on my back and used it to pull me
into his hips. He leaned over my head as best he could to get leverage. I
could feel my shirttail moving up and out of the back of my pants. His old flannel
shirt hanging open cocooned my head as he humped.



 Just then we heard the squeaky bathroom door open and a couple of guys walk
in. They were talking loud about sports and things. The guy fucking my face
slowed down and stopped. He rubbed the back of my head. "Easy buddy, just be
quiet. As I listened to the guys pissing and washing their hands, my tongue
played with his cock head. I traced the crown of it and opened his piss slit. My
hand played with his nuts and moved to the area between his ball sack and his
butt hole. He lightly smacked the side of my face, "No mans land bud," he
whispered. "Just concentrate on the balls, OK"? I nodded my understanding as he
rubbed my face hard. As we heard the last of the guys leave he began moving
again. "I'm going for it officer, get ready," he spoke! He grabbed my head tight
with both hands and began long deep strokes. I gagged a few times but he didn'
t seam to notice as he humped my head. I relaxed my throat as best I could as
he slipped in even deeper. He wasn't hung real big, but that extra inch going
in made all the difference. With his bush against my lips he started shooting.
I could feel the load going down my throat as I swallowed on instinct. His
lower belly heaved and contracted against my forehead as he took deep breaths.
He stepped up on his tiptoes trying to force himself deeper on his last cum
pulse. Seconds later he slowly eased himself out of my throat as his feet touched
ground again. His cock head stopped at the middle of my tongue, as I tasted
his offerings for the first time. My lungs were taking deep breaths also as I
tried to resume normal breathing. As I licked his cock head he stroked my neck
and he coughed a smokers cough.


"Fuck man, you don't know how bad I needed that," he said as he pulled away
from my head. His soften cock slipped from my mouth as he stood before me. "
You need to work on the teeth guy," he said. "Couple times you raked my shaft."
I nodded my understanding as I wiped my mouth. I offered up that I had not
done it much and was learning as I go. "No shit," he said, "Well you're
natural born cocksucker." "With practice your going to be one of the best," he
laughed. Turning serious he said, "I drive through here often, you could practice
on me some more." My eyes still at his crotch level I saw a white drip form at
the piss slit. Without thought I leaned forward and caught it with my tongue
tip. "See what I mean, a natural." "You don't let a drop go to waste." As I
swirled the last taste around in my mouth I spoke. "Give me your number." As
he pulled his pants up and fastened them he seemed happy as hell. I stood and
used my shirtsleeve to wipe my mouth dry. My cock was hard and tented my
uniform pants. "Looks like you have a nice piece," he said. I saw him dig in his
pants pockets pulling out nothing. "Fuck, I don't have a pen or paper," he
said! I opened my shirt pocket and pulled out my pad and dug for a pen in my
pants. I offered them to him as he wrote his number down. "I'm travel through
these parts twice a month, and I always need a blow job." "This is my cell phone
number so no worries calling anytime." "You got a taste of me, I'm offering
you more if you want it." "I'm willing to help out the law anyway I can man."
 "Just ask and I'll save my loads for you," he offered.


I nodded my understanding as I put the paper in my breast pocket and buttoned
it shut. "That a yes or no on that," he asked? "You can save them for me,"
I offered up. "Can't promise I can hookup with you, but let me be first
choice," I said. He seemed happy with that and offered up,  "Man this run just
became my favorite"!  As we left together I stopped in the alleyway of the stalls
to adjust the placement of my still hard cock. Moving it straight up against
my lower belly hid its length. I followed him to the exit door but again
stopped short. "I need a drink of water," I spoke as I headed for the facet where
you wash your hands. "Your sperm is still strong tasting," I offered up as I
lowered my mouth to the flowing water coming from the tap. As I drank a big
mouth full he walked up behind me. He rubbed my back, "Told you it was old load,
but you better get used to its taste man." "I'm planning on teaching you a
lot."  As I stood back up I laughed and smacked his back. I dug a breath mint
from my pocket in case someone asked me a question on the way out. As I
approached my patrol car a group of people were heading in the rest stop doors. A
loud, "Thanks for the help officer," came from him as he walked away with a wave.



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