Date: Mon, 15 Mar 2010 20:57:48 -0400
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the precinct II / pt-21

[Reader's Note: this story line is a sequel to PRECTINCT TWENTY-THREE (1st
series) in Nifty.org Jan-2007 gay/authoritarian section, and its spin-off
sister story THE HOLE in the Nov-2008 section of the same category. Please
read those two stories in their entirety, starting with Precinct-23 first
in order to get the full understanding of the characters. --DOGG]
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THE PRECINCT II -pt-21
Title: RUFF DAY

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NORTH PHILLY

	30 year old Philadelphia police rookie Rodney Ellis (6'1", 190 lbs,
drk skn African American with a bald head and a thick strong build) stood
naked by the window of his single one bedroom apartment in North
Philly. Glancing out the window at the mild rain that poured steadily since
last night, he sipped black coffee from his favorite a mug as he thought
about his family, his father (convicted former prison warden Dennis Ellis),
and the last conversation they shared at Piedmont Prison (chap-14, pt-3).
	Ellis could still see hear the desperation in his father's voice
(and see the anguish on his eyes) as the prison guards dragged him back to
his cell, yelling and screaming like a madman. Ellis felt as if the weight
of the world had been rested on his shoulders. As the oldest of two sons by
Dennis and Dolores Ellis, he witnessed a lot of violence and hostilities
from their father. Rodney could remember as a child, hearing the screams
and cries of his mother from his parent's bedroom. He remembered sneaking
up the hall from his room and peeking through the keyhole, to find his
father on top of his mother in bed, backslapping her violently while he
fucked her, calling her names and telling her she HAD to do as he said or
he would kill her. There were incidents where he remembered seeing rope
burns on his neck and wrists where his father had bound her overnight,
using her body for his own pleasure rather she wanted him to or
not. Dolores Ellis always took up for her husband, explaining the cuts and
bruises on her clumsiness. But Rodney always knew the truth, that his
father was a bully who got off on forcing people to do what he wanted. He
remembered the physically abused by his father, getting beat with extension
cords, and hiding the whelps from his friends and teachers for weeks at a
time. He recalled one time in particular when he was about 11, when his
father first punched him in the chest as if he were a grown man on the
street for not doing as told, telling Rodney that he was too old for belts
and extension cords anymore, and that he would have to take his ass
whoopings like a man. Rodney hated and feared his father, but was always
trying desperately to please him. Seeing his father (now a broken man)
behind bars was very humiliating. He saw his father as a pillar, someone to
be humbled to. But prison life had taken its toll on the older
Ellis. Rodney couldn't help but believe David McConnell was the cause of
his father's demise. Had it not been for the police captain sticking his
nose in his father's affairs, Dennis Ellis would still be the warden at his
prison, instead of an inmate.
	Rodney Ellis knew there was something he would have to do to redeem
his father's fallen image. Something that would put captain McConnell in an
equally bad light.

	Rodney sat his coffee cup down in the windowsill, then looked back
over his shoulder at his partner. 23 year old Jake Valentine (5'10", 160
lbs, Caucasian with dark blk hair and a medium athletic (jock) build) lay
on his back in Ellis' bed, his arms handcuffed overhead to the bedrails
while his legs were tied overhead as well, spread eagle to expose his well
used, well worn manhole.
	Jake watched Ellis from the corner of his eye, wondering what more
had his partner in stored for him? Jake had left Marvin and Malik's
apartment the day before after a good but brief sex session with Marvin and
Ellis on the couple's sofa (chap-17, Pt-3). He and Ellis returned to work
(after Ellis had covered for Jake's lateness by punching his timecard at
work), patrolling the city streets. But there had been something oddly
different about Ellis' mood and attitude. Jake wasn't sure what it was, as
Ellis had always been very private, but he was definitely more short
tempered and moody.
	Several times during patrol did Ellis pull off to the side of some
small deserted street to force Jake to give him head, shoving his big thick
dick straight down into his throat and face fucking him handsome face until
he blew a hot load straight into his stomach. But it wasn't until they
retired to Ellis' apartment that night did Jake feel the full extent of
Ellis' mood change. Ellis wasted no time informing Jake of his new position
as his personal pussy-boy, telling Jake that he would take his dick in
whichever hole he desired to fill, and that he (Jake) would have no
say. When Jake thought to question where this was coming from (?), he was
put in restraints and beat along his ass and legs until he agreed to his
new position. Then Ellis fucked him, hard and rough, using no lube in the
process. Jake was forced to contend with the discomfort until his sucking
asshole began salivating its own liquid juices, lubricating itself until
Ellis finally popped off inside it.
	That night Ellis rolled off and went to sleep, leaving Jake
shackled and tired. Jake was forced to sleep in that position with his legs
up overhead. Sometime during the night, Ellis awoke to use his ass some
more (twice) before morning. Now he approached the bed, his thick black
cock as hard as ever as Jake watched it bob and sway before him like a
magic wand.

	Ellis walked up to the bed, his eyes focused on his partner's hot
upturned ass. He looked down at the pale white cheeks, parted down the
hairless center to reveal the swollen red mancunt hiding in
between. Despite his slight fear and discomfort, Jake couldn't resist
winking his pink fuckhole, causing the anus to breath in and out as the
milky liquid (which Ellis had previously shot inside) began to leak out.
	Ellis stared down at the smoldering hole, lust building in his
loins as he climbed aboard the bed, then jammed his face suddenly between
Jake's ass cheeks. Jake gasped aloud when he felt the unexpected pleasures
of his partner's face pressed into his ass.

	Ellis closed his eyes as he sucked on his partner's anus, sinking
his tongue deep into the red hole and tasting his own slimy loads. He
pulled the cheeks apart with his hands, giving his probing tongue deeper
access as he vacuumed out his own cum.
	Jake watched in shock as his black partner ate his ass. Never in
all their times together had Ellis expressed any selfless homosexual urges,
he had always simply used Jake as a cumdump, fucking his mouth and ass
until he came with no reciprocation whatsoever.

	Jake felt a cold shiver up his spine when Ellis' eyes suddenly
popped open. The black man stared back down at him from between his
legs. He squeezed and kneaded Jake's ass while he ate, tongue fucking his
red hole while suctioning his own load(s) from inside.
	When he was satisfied that he had emptied Jake's gut, he pulled his
wet face from his parted cheeks and rose up onto his knees. He slapped his
long hard dick up between the hairless crevice, then jammed his dick in
balls deep with one thrust.

"ARRRHHHHHHHHHHH...!!!" screamed Jake, his ass ripping open as Ellis ground
his hairy pelvis into his ass. Ellis leaned in over Jake's body, grabbing a
fistful of his black hair as he twisted Jake's head until he opened his
mouth in pain. Ellis leaned in over him, then excreted a large white slimy
bubbly spit/saliva ball from his thick dark lips.
	Jake tried turning away before the sting could hit his face, but
Ellis (determined to make Jake accept) yanked his hair hard, causing Jake
to stay in place as he forced his mouth open again, then allowed the
spit/cum bubble to drip inside.

	The long fat slimy mixture of salty cum and saliva entered Jake's
mouth, coating his tongue as he clot the back of his throat. "Swallow it!"
ordered Ellis, sternly. Jake stared up into his partner's eyes with
bewilder as he closed his mouth, then swallowed the cum clot that had been
dormant in his ass. The thick slimy mass passed down through his throat in
journey to his stomach. At the same time Ellis began fucking him, sliding
his 8 and 1/2 inch dick in and out of him roughly. Jake groaned and grunted
with each thrust, the sperm remnants in his rectum acting as lube as the
dick slid in and out of him.
	Ellis was mad with lust. He had had his way with Jake since they
arrived at his apartment. Jake had no say in what happened to him, all he
could do was lie there and take it, accept what Ellis dished out to him. He
watched as Jake's muscles flexed as he pulled at the handcuffs locking him
in place, his strong muscled athletic legs bent in half as his knees lay
pressed against his own well developed chest. Ellis couldn't help rising up
on his arms, holding Jake's legs down by the backs of their thighs as he
did pushups into him, driving his fat dick deeper with every stroke.

"Oh fuck...!" groaned Jake, his face reddening from the pressure and
strain. He looked down to see Ellis' thick dick base pulling free of his
sucking hole, only to be rammed back in deeper with his hips thrust. Every
time Ellis' pelvis slapped into him, he felt the entire length of his shaft
punch through his colon. He looked back up into Ellis' eyes to find him
still staring down at him, studying his reactions as he humped into his
body.

"You like this kind of shit, don't you pussy boy...?" asked Ellis, getting
more aggressive as he fucked Jake's ass harder, his thrust driving his hips
straight into Jake's ass and causing the bed to bounce higher. "I can tell
by that sweet girly expression on your face that you like it...!" he added,
never missing a stroke as he continued fucking. Jake's body betrayed him
with his nipples growing hard and his cock dripping pre-cum onto his
abs. "I knew from the minute I met you, that you were one of those pussy
boys looking for a new dick to fill your empty hole! I knew I'd get my dick
in you eventually..., that I'd have you swinging on this pole like a cheap
stripper before the week was out! All I had to do was sit back and wait for
you to show your true colors..., to start staring at my dick bulge and
licking them pink pussy lips!"
	Jake groaned as Ellis driller harder, his fat dick slamming into
him like a pole puncher. Every time he looked up into the black man's eyes,
he saw an angry expression staring back, one which caused Jake to become
unsure with fear. Yet his body continued to betray him as his dick suddenly
throbbed, then started shooting thick bursts of hot cum across his heaving
stomach muscles. "Yeah..." smiled Ellis, fucking even harder as he slammed
his hips home a few dozen more times. "...fucked the cum right out of you!
That's it bitch, cum for me! Make that pussy pulse!" Jake panted hard as
the sperm shot forth, painting against his chest and abs. A few seconds
later he heard Ellis beginning to moan as his fuck thrusts got
reckless. His eyes rolled up into their sockets as his mouth dropped
open. With one last inward thrust, he plunged his dick balls deep and
came. "AARRHHHH fuck yeah...!!" he yelled, cumming up his partner's
ass. Jake could feel the cum pumping through him, filling his anal gut with
yet another deluge of precious ball sludge.

"aww fuck...!" groaned Ellis, falling forth as his dick continued
draining. Jake waited patiently until Ellis' dick finally stopped shooting,
then shrank and fell from his worn hole. Ellis rolled off, falling onto his
back beside Jake as his heavy breathing slowed down to normal.

"What's next...?" asked Jake, looking over at Ellis curiously.
	Ellis looked back over at his partner and smirked...

"I'm going to take a shower before heading into work...!" he said, getting
up off of the bed.

"And what about ME...?" asked Jake, having to work also.

"You're taking a sick day...!" said Ellis, going to the closet to pull out
a strange plain brown box. "I just realized yesterday that no one missed
you at work..." he continued as he sat the box on the floor and began
ripping it open. "...I was able to punch in for you, and cover you most of
your shift during absences..., so I don't think anyone would even question
if you took a few days off...!"

"Why...? Why do I need a few days off...?" asked Jake, looking down over
his chest at Ellis as he began pulling metal poles from the box.

"Because you're sick..." said Ellis, aligning the poles to a contraption
Jake had never seen before.

"So you're just going to leave me tied up here all day...?" asked Jake,
watching Ellis curiously.

"That's the plan!" said Ellis, concentrating on the task at hand.

"Someone will miss me!" declared Jake. "Maleece..., McConnell...!"

"Maleece broke up with you, remember...? He hates your guts..." said Ellis,
setting up the base of the contraption. "...and as for McConnell..., he'll
have his hands full today with Tempest William! In case you forgot..., he's
holding a basement full of Tempest's drug dealers and tranny hookers in
lockup..., he won't have time to miss you today!"

"Why are you doing this to me, Ellis...? What have I done to you...?" asked
Jake, helplessly.

"You're a weakling..." said Ellis simply, clicking parts together and
screwing them in place with the items provided in the box. "...you're
nothing but a pussy-boy cumdump pretending to be a police officer! You
don't deserve to wear a uniform!"
	Ellis' words cut through Jake like a knife as he struggled (in
vain) to free himself from his restraints. He wondered what Ellis was
building down at the foot of the bed? From the looks of it, the pieces in
the box formed a makeshift midsized horse of some sort. He couldn't figure
out what the horse was for, until he saw Ellis attaching the dildo to the
long metal pole sticking out from the front. Jake felt his asshole pucker
at the thought of what was about to happen to him next.

"Ellis wait..., please man..." he started, begging for mercy.
	Ellis ignored his partner as he took the extension cord and plugged
it into the wall socket. The horse machine suddenly started rocking back
and forth, causing the long arm and dildo to pump through the air.
	Ellis adjusted the timer on the side of the horse, setting various
degrees of difficulty before aligning the horse up with Jake's vulnerable
asshole. "Ellis please, man..., don't do this to me...! I'm begging you!
I'll do whatever you want! I'll suck your dick...! I'll let you fuck me
whenever you want...! Please..., don't leave me here like this...!"

"You already do what want...!" stated Ellis, setting the machine as close
to the bed as he could. The long arm aimed right up against Jake's
anus. Ellis pushed the fat rubbery (lifelike) dildo into his partner's ass,
then turned the machine back on.

"OH GOD...!" gasped Jake as the horse started fucking him wildly, the long
arm punching back and forth, causing the 9" dildo to penetrate in and out
of the bullseye a good 8 inches without dislodging.

"I thought you'd like this...!" smiled Ellis deviously as he watched Jake
struggle against the handcuffs and restraints. "No need in you trying to
escape, you're securely strapped!" said Ellis, proud of his
handiwork. "I've set the machine to fuck you really hard for the first 20
minutes, then to slow down to a gentler pace after you've undoubtedly blown
your first load. Then after about 30 minutes of slow fucking, it'll start
to build a steady pace until it's raping you hard again! And I've put the
cycle on repeat, so you'll get that sensation all day! Oh..., and don't
worry about drying out..., the dildo shoots its own lubricant into you
every 30 minutes for so...!"

"Please Ellis..., I have to pee...!" begged Jake, flinching in pain as the
dildo wrecked havoc across his prostate and bladder.

"So pee!" said Ellis, nonchalantly. "You're going to be tied up here all
day..., I suspect you would've made quite a mess by the time I return
tonight...!" continued the older officer, heading towards the bathroom and
his morning shower. "Oh, by the way..., I wouldn't try calling out for the
neighbors to help me if I were you..., not unless you think you can explain
why you're tied up in here with a 10" dildo pumping through your ass...!?"
he added as an afterthought. "No matter how you look at it..., you're
screwed!" he joked, before disappearing into the bathroom.
	Jake pulled at the handcuffs which were locked around his
wrist. The dildo fucked in and out of him roughly at top speed, jack
hammering through his cum lined rectum like a runaway train. Jake's dick
hardened against his will as the cum inside him coated the rubbery
surface. Jake jerked as liquid suddenly started pouring out of his hard
cock, splattering all over his face, chest, and stomach. But it wasn't cum
shooting from erection, it was urine. Jake felt totally humiliated tied to
Ellis' bed with a large hard mechanical dildo sliding in and out at top
speed, and warm piss flowing all over him.
	This was going to be a rough day!


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SOUTH PHILLY

	33 year old police detective Maleece Cortez (5'10", 170 lbs with
hairy medium build) awoke in bed alone with a huge stiffy. He was
disappointed that his rendezvous buddy (Tony) hadn't shown up for the
weekly tryst at the Peepshow Palace last night, and wondered if something
had happened to him, or had he just gotten bored with fucking him already?
Maleece looked down at his poor neglected hardon, and began to feel sorry
for it. It was times like this (with his 7 and 1/2 uncut dick needing
attention) that he missed having his roommate about. Jake would never have
allowed a good erection (piss hard or not) to go to waste. He would have
assuredly had his mouth wrapped around it, sucking the juice from its shaft
before sitting down on it to feel it sliding up into his guts.
	Maleece threw the covers off himself, getting up out of bed feeling
a little sexually frustrated for the first time since living with Jake. He
ran his hands through his hair rapidly, trying to wake himself up as he
stumbled off into the bathroom. Aiming his hardon down towards the bowel,
he peeled back his foreskin so he could piss without making a mess. The
stream shot from his piss slit with a little difficulty, as he had to bend
his cock downward against its natural upward curve.

	While waiting for his pee to finish, he began thinking back to what
McConnell said about Jake's drug habit, and wondered if it could be true?
If so, why hadn't he noticed it himself? Was he a bad boyfriend for living
with Jake without noticing his lover was in desperate need of help? Was
Jake that good an actor that he could hide his drug use from the man he
lived with 7 days a week? Or was Maleece just too wrapped up in his own
world and cheating with `Tony' to give a fuck?
	He shook the last few drops from his softening dick, then flushed
the toilet before walking to the sink to brush his teeth. As he reached for
his toothbrush, he noticed Jake's was still sitting in the holder beside
his (still partnered). He paused for a second, then threw Jake's toothbrush
into the trashcan and grabbed the tube of toothpaste from the medicine
cabinet. He squeezed a generous amount on the brush, then began working the
brush in his mouth over his teeth, gums, and tongue. He filled his mouth
with warm water, then rinsed several times before heading for the
shower. In the shower he began thinking again, thinking of how distant he
and Jake had been in the months since his trip to the Prison Plantation. He
thought about how perky and upbeat Jake was before his undercover
assignment, and how withdrawn and closed off he was after. The whole time
Maleece believed HE was the one being standoffish after what happened to
him at the Prison, but it was really Jake who had changed the most
drastically since they were separated.

	Maleece pulled back the shower curtain as he cut off the
showerhead. He stepped from the bathtub, reaching for his towel when the
realization that Jake's drug habit must have started while he was away
doing undercover work. Jake got hooked on drugs somehow while he was gone,
and kept it hidden from him the whole time.
	Maleece ran the towel over his wet hair before looking at himself
in the mirror. When he saw his face, he didn't like what he saw looking
back at him, so he left the bathroom to get dressed in the hallway...


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WYNNFIELD

	When Marvin Rollins came out of the shower naked, to he found his
boyfriend/roommate Malik Jones already fully dressed in the bedroom. "Awe
damn..." he said out loud to himself, catching Malik's attention as he
greased his hair and scalp in the bedroom mirror. "...I was hoping to git a
lil' ass before we went into work this mornin'...!"

"You mean a lil' MORE ass...?" asked Malik, his asshole still smarting from
the workout Marvin gave him a mere 40 minutes ago.

"Well you kno how it is when two horny niggas'r in love...!" joked Marvin,
grabbing Malik up in his big bear arms and kissing him along his
neck. Malik could feel Marvin's fat dick already beginning to rise behind
him.

"Not now, man..." resisted Malik, squirming away. "...we can't be late
today of ALL days!"

"So I'm supposed to go into work like this...?" asked Marvin, holding his
arms outward to show his vulnerability. Malik looked down over Marvin's
hard chiseled overly muscular body as his big thick dick rose halfway over
his low hanging ball sac. "This's gotta be dangerous walkin' around with a
loaded weapon all day...!" he joked. "I might accidentally shoot somebody's
eye out if it goes off unexpectedly! And it'll be all yur fault!"

"I'll take care of it for you in the car..." offered Malik, knowing Marvin
was not going to stop bugging him until he popped off another
load. "...hurry up and get dressed!"

"In the car...?" asked Marvin skeptically, grabbing his boxer briefs and
socks. "Really...?"

"Trust me..." assured Malik. "...I'll give you the best head you've ever
had while in-route to work!"

"BET!" cheered Marvin, throwing on his clothes.

	The drive up the Schuylkill Expressway on route76 was bumper to
bumper, and Marvin Rollins got more than a few head turns from nearby
motorist who couldn't help noticing the bobbing head in his lap while he
drove. A few people honked their horns in approval, believing it was a
woman in his lap, while some others (more prudish people) rolled their eyes
in disgust or jealousy.
	Malik bobbed his head up and down in Marvin's lap, sucking and
fisting his fat hard manhood as he made sloppy love all over the
shaft. Marvin drove carefully, making sure he didn't accidentally ram in
back of some semi, causing Malik's jaw to chomp down and bite off his most
prized possession.

	Malik knew that the car ride into work was only 30 minutes, so he
didn't have much time to get Marvin's juices flowing before the entire
police department would see him bobbing his head in another man's lap. He
kept his head down, bobbing fiercely as he churned the fat pub around in
his spit soaked fist.
	Milking the shaft while sucking, he created the ideal funnel as he
bobbed and stroked endlessly, sliding up and down the rock hard shaft
nonstop as the car sped down the expressway, then exited at its normal
turnoff. Malik never looked up once as he continuously worked the shaft,
milking, sucking, and jacking Marvin to a roaring climax. He felt the dick
beginning to pulse and throb in his pumping fist. Covering the flaring head
with his mouth, he heard Marvin groan masculinely just as the cum shot from
his throbbing dick like a water pump. It spurt thick creamy warm salty cum
straight into Malik's mouth. Malik gathered all the manly juice, then
swallowed before finally coming up for air. Sure enough they were already
in his precinct's parking lot. Malik could see his partner detective
Maleece Cortez standing by his own car with a big grin, watching Malik's
head pop up from under the dashboard.

"Shit...!" he said as he wiped his wet mouth on the back of his sleeve as
Marvin tucked and adjusted his softening dick back into his pants.
	Maleece stood outside his car, waiting for the couple to exit their
vehicle. When Malik finally stepped out, it was to Maleece's knowing smirk.

"Sausage for breakfast...?" he joked, much to Malik's chagrin. Malik merely
walked by without responding, knowing he had been caught dead to
rights. "Hey..., you know I ain't had no lovin' this morning..., got time
for one more...?" he added, jokingly.

"No!" answered Marvin sternly, slamming his car door as he followed Malik
into the station.

"Was just joking, man...sheesh!" said Maleece, taking note of Marvin's
aggression.


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PRECINCT-23

	52 year old police captain David McConnell held a special meeting
with his narcotics team that morning, going over plans and reminding them
of the high stakes at risk. They went over every diagram of the Roswell
Heights Development, setting up checkpoints and making sure everyone knew
their assignments.
	Uniformed police were ordered away from the housing development,
not wanting to scare off the potential drug buyers. A squad of black and
whites were stationed nearby, in case any gunfire erupted. Civilian Marvin
Rollins was reminded of his escape route if unexpected trouble broke
loose. Marvin didn't like the idea of running away from a fight, but he
knew the cops would have everything under control should something
happen. He had faith in Malik and McConnell.

	After the briefing, all the officers (and Rollins) jumped into
their unmarked cars, and began the route to Roswell Heights in South
Philly. Detectives Malik Jones, his partner Maleece Cortez, and Marvin
Rollins rode in one car, while their police co-workers Scott Macnamara and
detective Hightower followed in another car. Detectives Roos and Scully,
and captain McConnell ran behind in a plain colored van full of police
scanning equipment and surveillance. They drove the long route down Broad
Street to South Philly, taking the time to go over the plan one last time.

	Roswell Heights was a high rise development, built in the 1960's to
segregate blacks living in the neighborhood from whites who policed them in
one tiny area known as The Heights. Its three 15 story buildings, all
within a few dozen yards of each other. After years of neglect and
mismanagement, its become a criminal haven and a eyesore to the people
living around it.
	The two plain police cars pulled into position around the back of
the projects, in the neglected lots which had become over grown with large
weeds and tall grass. They waited in their cars for 5 minutes, until they
saw another vehicle approaching from the other side.

"This's it...!" said Maleece getting out of the car, followed by Malik and
Marvin. Marvin carried the suitcase full of narcotics which the men were to
purchase.
	The overcast was cloudy and damp, gray skies loomed over head,
threatening to pour down rain at any moment. The strangers in the other car
flashed their lights, getting a similar signal from Macnamara in the second
car. With acknowledgements made, they all got out of their cars and began
walking towards one another. From a distance, they could see two Italian
men dressed in expensive suits. One was carrying a briefcase (supposedly
full of money to purchase the drugs), and the other looked like he may be a
strapped bodyguard.
	Maleece began to get nervous as they got closer to the targets. `Oh
my god...' he thought to himself, recognizing one of the Italians.

"Wussup...?" said Marvin, leading the introductions.

"Whose all those guys...?" asked the bodyguard, referring to Macnamara and
Hightower standing in the far background.

"Insurance...!" said Marvin with a straight serious face. "My boi told me
you were lookin' to score some Sex...?"
	The two Italians looked at each other...

"Yeah..." answered the one holding the case. "...we lookin' to cash in on
somma that good fortune goin' around!"

"Looks like we ALL could come out big winner!" smiled Marvin.

"How we know you guys ain't cops...?" asked the bodyguard, looking at Malik
and Maleece suspiciously.

"They kew, Vinny..., trust me!" said the money man, ready to deal.

"How do you know...?" asked Vinny, unsure of the situation.

"I KNOW..., trust me!" said the money man, causing Marvin and Malik to look
confused.

"But how...?!" asked Vinny, not letting it go.
	The money man sighed, knowing Vinny was relentless when he got an
idea stuck in his head.

"Would yous guys excuse us for a minute...?" he asked, taking Vinny aside
as he began to whisper in his ear. "What the hell's wrong with you...? I
told you I GOT THIS!"

"Yeah I know..., but HOW do you know these guy'r on the up n up...?" argued
Vinny, not satisfied with the answers. "We ain't neva seen these mooks
before...! How the fuck do you know they not cops pretendin' to be
hoods...?"

"Cuz..." said the money man holding the briefcase. "...I fucked one of them
in a titty-bar not too long ago! If they were cops..., why would he be
giving his ass up to me...?"

"Yeah...?" asked Vinny, looking back over his shoulder. "Which one...? The
big muscled guy...?" he asked, referring to Marvin. "He looks like he's
spent time in jail!"

"Naw..., the Rican!" said the man, referring to Maleece.

"No shit...?" said Vinny, staring Maleece over from head to toe. "HE's a
fruit...?"

"I've fucked him 3 times already...!" said Tony, assuring Vinny that they
were not cops.

"Okay, okay..." said Vinny, giving in. "...maybe after me make this
deal..., we can get some head from your lil' boyfriend...?!" he joked, as
they returned to the meeting.

"Everything okay...?" asked Malik, curiously.

"Everything's fine!" said Vinny still staring at Maleece, harder this time.

"Let me see the drugs!" said Tony, avoiding eye contact with Maleece as
Maleece's heart beat a mile a minute with nerves.
	Marvin lifted the small suitcase and opened it, showing hundreds of
thousands of dollars of Sextasy in various forms of powder, pills, and
liquid (all recently confiscated from Tempest Williams' home drug
bust). Tony eye balled the merchandise, taking a small bag of powder and
testing it on his tongue for purity.

"Watch it..., that small taste could make yur dick hard for over an hour!"
laughed Marvin casually, before shutting the case close. "This's just a
sample case or course..." he added, handing the case off to Malik who was
standing beside him. "...we can get you larger orders weekly, or as
frequently as yur customers demand! Do you have the money...?"

"Right here!" answered Tony, popping open his own case to show 50 thousand
in hard cold cash, fresh from the bank. Marvin stared down at the money,
and fought the urge to steal it and run. "I don't want my uncle involved in
this..., this's my own deal! You deal with ME exclusively, got that?" asked
Tony, handing Marvin the briefcase.

"I got it..." said Marvin, closing the case as Malik handed off the
suitcase full of drugs. "...who's yur uncle anyway...?"

"Paul Vincelli!" answered Tony, proudly.

"The mobster...?" asked Maleece, speaking for the first time.

"Yeah..." answered Tony, finally giving Maleece eye contact. "...that a
problem...?"

"I don't give a fuck!" responded Marvin, nonchalantly.

"What about YOU, twinkle toes...?" asked Vinny, referring to Maleece. "YOU
gotta problem with it...?"
	Maleece felt a cold chill run up his spine at the name `twinkle
toes', had Tony told Vinny about their rendezvous?

"No..., no problem at all...!" answered Maleece, respectfully.
	Vinny sucked his teeth, looking Maleece up and down hard as he
began to run the front of his crotch.

"Oh..., cuz if it WAS a problem..., I would think me and Tony could work
something out with you back at the titty-bar...!" said Viiny, smugly.

"Titty-bar...?" questioned Marvin, lost.

"Yeah..., did you guys know yur hommie here's a queer...?" asked Vinny,
causing Maleece's eyes to widen in disbelief.
	Tony said nothing in defense.

"What...?" asked Marvin, looking around at the other four guys stupidly.

"He's been swinging on my man Tony's dick here for awhile, now! Ain't that
right Tony?" asked Vinny, putting them on the spot.

"That's a fucking LIE!" yelled Maleece, not knowing what else to do besides
deny it.

"Oh, so you callin' my man Tony a liar, eh...?" asked Vinny, instigating.
	Maleece turned to Tony with pleading eyes...

"Do you KNOW me...?" he asked, hoping his rendezvous sex partner would have
his back. "Have we ever seen each other before today...?"
	Tony thought for a minute, trying to decide if he should shave face
for the rican and look like a liar to his friend, or tell the truth and
expose Maleece for the faggot he really was?

"You're gonna pretend to yur friends that you ain't been rydin' on this
dick...?!" asked Tony, grabbing a hefty handful of his crotch.

"What the fuck'r you sayin'...?" asked Marvin, stepping between the two
men. "You sayin' my BOI here's a faggot...?! That he be suckin' yur
dick...??!"

"Among OTHER things!" smirked Tony, making Maleece's blood boil.

"You son of a bitch...!!" yelled the detective, charging forth.
	In a flash Vinny pulled his gun, already cocked and ready to
fire. In reaction Malik pulled his as well, prompting Tony and Maleece to
pull theirs...

"What the fuck's going on over there...??!" asked Macnamara, watching
everyone pull their weapons from a distance.

"Hold it now..." said Marvin, keeping everyone calm. "...no need for our
guns...!" he said, trying to ease tensions. "Let's all just calm down...!"

"You callin' me a liar, faggot...?" asked Tony, pointing his gun at
Maleece. "You gonna stand there and deny suckin' my dick at the Peepshow
Palace...? And lettin' me fuck you up yur hairy Rican ass...?!"
	Maleece stumbled with a reply, leaving Marvin to wonder if it was
true...?

"Yo..." he said in defense. "...if its true..., WE'LL deal with our boi
lata...! WE'LL handle it! Trust me!"

"Yeah...? And how do you plan to do that...?" asked Vinny, holding his gun
on Malik and Marvin.
	Marvin looked Maleece over good...

"We'll handle em like we do in jail..." he said, making Maleece even more
nervous. "...we gonna make this bitch our pussy-boi!"

"Fuckin' REAL!" said Vinny liking the idea, leaving Tony looking
strange. "Can WE join...?" asked Vinny, suddenly. "I ain't had my knob
polished by a guy since my last prison stint 3 years ago!"

"Naw dawg..." said Marvin, blocking access to Maleece. "...we might share
our drugs, we might even share our bitches..., but our pussy-boi's only
swing on OUR dicks!" he added, throwing up a prison gang sign.

"Okay..." said Vinny, lowering his weapon. "...if its like that...!"

"It's like that!" said Marvin sternly, slapping Maleece in the back of the
head to show dominance.
	Everyone began to lower their guns (defusing the situation), until
someone stepped out of the tall grass. Vinny turned and immediately began
shooting, not caring who it was or why they were there.

"Yo...! Hold up...!!" yelled the intruders (27 year old Tyrone Rollins, and
his 17 year old drug dealer companion Kaleb Nelson, --both looking for a
quick place to fuck behind the projects).

"Yo..., that's MY BROTHA...!" yelled Marvin, throwing the money to the
ground as he charged after Vinny who quickly turned around and fired.
	The bullets flew the air faster than the eye could see, piercing
through Marvin Rollins who quickly jerked backwards from the impact, his
blood splattering everywhere at once.
	Malik responded by shooting Vinny several times, causing him to
spin around losing his weapon. When Tony aimed his gun at Malik, Maleece
was forced to fire, shooting Tony in the arm and torso. Tony fell to the
ground, bleeding from several areas.

"POLICE..." yelled Maleece, holding up his hidden shield. "...EVERYONE DOWN
ON THE GROUND, NOW!!"
	Tyrone and Kaleb fell down into the dirt on their bellies, Tyrone
worried about his brother who lay on the ground unmoving.
	Malik ran kicked Tony's gun away from him, then ran over to
Marvin's side. When Marvin didn't respond to hearing his name called, Malik
checked his pulse...

"Call an ambulance!!" he yelled to his partner, as he quickly ripped open
Marvin's shirt and began compressions on his chest to restart his heart...


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