Date: Sun, 28 Aug 2005 21:41:45 EDT
From: DogBone421@aol.com
Subject: "The Ex Con and The Cop"  part 7

All the way home I though about how much I enjoyed the sex between Dutch and
myself. But I also though of how I was deceiving Mark at the same time. My
mind was confused as to how I would ever explain to him if he ever found out
about Dutch. I now knew I had to go home and call Mark and make up some kind of
excuse not to go over there tonight. I knew Mark could tell I had been fucked
earlier. He was keen to my body and my asshole.

   When I got home I made the call and told Mark I wasn't feeling the best
and hoped I wasn't catching a cold. He seamed to understand and hoped I would
feel better soon cause he missed me. It felt great hearing him say that and my
guilty was stronger then ever. I managed to get the laundry done and finally
relax some at home alone that night. I slept well and awoke the next afternoon
ready to tackle another long week at work.


   I mustered for role call and received my assignments and headed for my
patrol car. My sergeant stopped me in the hallway. He said an undercover officer
wanted to see me in one of the conference rooms. A chill went down my spine
and my cop instincts kicked in and I knew this was not good. I truly began to
shake and told myself to calm down and get control. My military training had
taught me to control my emotions and not let anyone see your true feelings. I
called on that as I walked the hall to the room he mentioned. I grabbed the
doorknob and walked into an empty room. My first reaction was one of great relief.
I thought the guys were playing a trick on me as only another cop could
understand. Just as I was about to walk out, Tom one of our undercover drug officers
came through the door. He closed the door and told me to have a seat. A bead
of sweat ran down my spine as I walked over to a chair and sat down. His first
words were, "We need to talk." I asked him what this was about as he sat in
a chair close to me. He told me he always looks out for fellow brothers and
that what he had to say was crucial to my career. I leaned forward as he lowered
his voice and began to tell me what he knew. "I have no problem with your
life style," he started out. "Your being gay has nothing to do with what I'm
here for." My fear kicked in fast and I barked, "I'm not gay Tom"! "Please don'
t insult my intelligence," came from him next. "I saw you on your knees
blowing that guy behind the bar we have been staking out." "Your just lucky I was
alone that night and no one else saw you," he offered. I know my mouth was
hanging open and I didn't know what to say. "Now you going to tell me that wasn'
t you when I saw you dead to right inside the bar'? I knew he had me and I
just sat there and listened to what he had to say. "I saw you leave with those
two guys, I was concerned for your safety so I followed you outside," he went
on. "Couldn't believe it even when I watched that you blowed that guy." "You
didn't put up any argument and did it on your own from what I saw." "So you
are going to deny that was you," he asked?  I looked at the table and confessed
it was I. There was a long silence and I could hear the air condition kick on
as we sat there. "It was only the one time," I spoke to try and work some
way out of this mess. "I was drunk and didn't know what I was doing at the time.
" He smiled at me and leaned in close to me again and said, "Man I been
drunk lots of times, but I haven't ever sucked off a guy." I was quite again not
knowing what I should do or say. I soon spoke up and asked, "What now Tom"?
He told me the guy I had given a blowjob to was the guy they were watching. He
was a drug dealer and he was selling from the bar. I spoke up fast and said,"
I had no idea, honest". He shook his head like he believed me. "One thing I
know you are is a good cop," he said.  "That's why I'm here, to help." He
asked who the guy was that I left with and I told him a guy I met and became
friends with. "You sleeping with him," he asked? "Fuck no Tom," I replied fast.
"Were just quick friends, that's all honest."  He said he was glad to hear
that cause the guy I left with was selling drugs. He gave me Mark's name and
asked if that was the name he gave me. I confirmed that. He said Mark was a con
and headed back to prison quick. I know the blood ran from my face cause Tom
asked me if I was all right? I nodded yeah and said I had no idea he was doing
that or an ex con. He told me to keep away from him or he was going to
internal affairs with that fact I was hanging out with ex cons. I thanked him for all
that he had done for me so far and said I owed him. As he pushed his chair
back to get up he said he would keep this between us two. "You know these guys
could never except you being gay," he added before he left. I told him they
would never find out. He nodded, patted my shoulder and said, "Good luck man,"
as he left the room.



   I had to find the courage to get up and walk out of the room. I could only
hope Tom was a man of his word and would keep my secret. As I headed out the
door to the parking lot a fellow officer asked why I was late pulling out? I
told him I had talked with Tom the undercover cop about some drug dealing in my
patrol area. It was a sure fire answer to stop any talk that may have started
as to why we were together. I got in my car and started it up and pulled out.
It was when I was safely away from all prying eyes that I let my emotions go
and a few tears ran down my face. I was pissed at myself for allowing things
to go this far and I was also mad at Mark for leading me down this road. I
blamed him for "Making" me gay. It was his fault that I allowed myself to get
fucked. I received a call to a car accident and pulled myself together and tried
to focus my mind on my job.


   As the day wore on I knew I had to talk with Mark and sort all this out. I
had to cut off our relationship if I wanted to keep my job. I knew it would
be hard to stop seeing him but I had to sacrifice him to remain a cop. I was
born to be a cop and it was what drove me. I couldn't see myself any other way.
About 6 pm I called him on my cell phone and told him we needed to talk. He
asked if I was all right and I told him I was fine. I said I wanted to see him.
I explained I couldn't come by his house, but could he meet me at the corner
connivance store. It was a date and I said I would roll by at about 9 pm.


   I got clearance to take my lunch break then and headed to the spot where I
told him to meet me. My headlights shined on him as I pulled into the stores
parking lot. He walked over to the cars driver's window and I told him to get
in. Once he was inside I drove off. He started right off with how sexy I
looked tonight in my uniform. He reached over and cupped my crotch as I drove. "
Your chest looks so big with that vest on, almost as big as mine," he spoke. I
wanted to tell him to back off but I didn't want to cause any problems yet. He
mentioned he was horny and asked if we could knock off a quick piece somewhere.
I told him we needed to talk first. He sat back and said, "OK." I weaved a
story about someone seeing my patrol car parked outside his trailer that night
and reported me. I said I was told if I ever was seen there again I would
loose my job. He nodded his head and looked out the passenger window. "So you're
going to stop seeing me," came from him next? I told him how much I loved my
job and that it was the most important thing to me. He said he could handle
that but that I needed to taper him off some so he could find a replacement. My
heart broke there and then as I knew I was nothing more then a piece of ass to
him. I agreed to his terms to end this as fast as I could without problems
from him. All I needed was for him to report me to internal affairs also. We
drove in silence for a few seconds when he said he wanted some off me now. I was
shocked but yet no surprised. I told him there wasn't any place we could do
something like that at around here. He looked me square in the eyes and said," A
cop always knows some secret place to park."


    When I saw how he looked at me I knew I had to get this over with quick
and get back on patrol. I knew of an abandoned gas station not far that we
could park behind safely. "Up ahead is a place," I spoke. He sat back in the car
seat with his legs spread wide rubbing his crotch. "That's more like it," he
uttered. The building came into view as I pulled into the lot. I pulled the
cruiser behind the building, turned off the lights and killed the motor. I couldn
't do anything in the front seat with the computer equipment, so I opened the
car door and got out. Mark followed suit and we met at the back of the car. I
took off my hat and laid it on the truck and started to get on my knees when
he stopped me. "No blowjob, I'm fucking you," came from him. I protested but
I knew it was in vain. I had learned that much from him not to say no. He
motioned for me to turn and face the car, which I did. His arms went around my
waist and he unbuckled my utility belt. I raised my arms slightly to make his
access easier. My eyes searched the area quickly to be sure we were alone as he
worked. His fingers fished for the top button of my uniform pants and soon he
was unzipping me. The weight of my police belt made my pants drop fast and he
pulled my underwear down. He scooted my shirt and tee shirt up my back. "Bend
over bitch," came from him as I lay on the cars trunk. He coughed up a couple
mouth fulls of spit and applied them to his shaft. I could feel its instant
hardness against my butt cheeks as he lubed himself.


      Quickly he stepped between my legs and shoved his shaft between my
cheeks in the darkness. He found my hole and moved into me. I had grown to know
the feel of his shaft and accepted it easy.  He rested on my back for a few
seconds before he started his humping. He bucked into me hard and made my car rock
as I lay beneath him. His hands gripped my shirt and used it to pull me into
him as he rammed his cock into me. I backed my hips closer to him out of lust
and started to enjoy myself. "Yeah bitch, you love my cock don't you," he
breathed. I sighed and opened my legs more to allow him in as far as possible. I
relaxed and forgot my troubles and gave myself to him again. I worked my anal
muscles as he taught me and milked his shaft. I found myself moaning low
uncontrollable. My cock leaked a puddle of slim on the truck lid it laid on. His
heavy balls tapped against mine as he dug in deep. We moved together in the
quite of the darkness till I felt him quiver and knew it was time for him to cum.
He lay full on my back as he dumped his load in me. When he was fully
discharged in me he pulled his semi hard cock out. I felt my tee shirt tail being
pulled lower from my back as he used it to clean his cock off. Once he was done he
stepped away from me and I stood and turned. I pulled myself together and
told him I had to get moving. I could see the fire at the tip of his cigarette as
I spoke. I heard his zipper go up and then his belt buckle clank. Together we
got back in the patrol car. I noticed the dirt on my uniform pants as I
started the car and had to get out and brushed it off before we left. I took the
time to reach in my pants and adjust my cock to its normal position before I got
back in.



     I pulled out fast and headed back to the place where I picked him up.
Alone the way he told me how much he was going to miss my asshole and how proud
he was of the way he has broken me in. "Remember how sore you were the first
time," he asked. I told him I walked bowed legged for days. We both got a quick
laugh out of that. "You can take a hard cock so easy now, the next guy will
thank me for that," he said. I told him I was giving up on guys after him. He
looked at me straight as if I was kidding and laughed. "You are a natural born
pussy dude, you can't stop now." "You offer that thing up to me so easy you
want to get fucked." Inside I knew he was right and that I couldn't stop being
with guys.  I pulled back into the connivance store lot and put the car in
park. . Before he got out he said he wasn't done with me yet, not by a long
shot. "I'm willing to let you go," he said but, "You owe me a couple more fucks
yet," came from him as he got out. He walked over to my window and said he
would be in touch. I drove away knowing I had to wrap this up soon between us.
Now was the long journey out of the hole I got myself into. Could it be as easy
as I hoped?

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