Date: Fri, 28 May 2010 12:54:40 -0400
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the precinct II / pt-27

[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-27
Title: SPIRAL

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NORTH PHILLY

	23 year old police officer Jake Valentine rode shotgun with his 30
year old partner Rodney Ellis, cruising slowly through the streets of North
Philly, making sure that all was right in the world.
	Jake hadn't had much to say to his partner after the current turn
of events which happened between them (chap-22, pts-2 & 3 and chap-23,
pt-1). Indeed he didn't know HOW to feel about it. Sure he was angry that
Ellis seemed so nonchalant about taking total control and advantage of his
vulnerability by tying him up helplessly against his will and leaving him
to rot in bed for 8 straight hours straight with a runaway dildo ramming in
and out of his ass (Jake's hole still hadn't fully recovered from that
assault), yet he also couldn't deny the overwhelming pleasure he got from
being physically abused by another man. Was there something sick and
twisted about him that told men he was a victim? That he would be easy prey
so that men like Ellis, Bruce Gardener, and Maleece could disrespect and
rob him of his masculinity? Was he destined to continuously be assaulted
and treated as sexually inferior?

	Jake's cock began to harden in his pants at the memory of Ellis
sticking his entire fist in his ass. Ellis saw Jake reach down and adjust
his bent and aching erection, trying to make it look casual. Ellis saw the
sleight of hand and smiled to himself knowing that Jake was getting
horny. He had him right where he wanted him. After driving around for hours
(stopping motorists for moving violations and assisting with a minor fender
bender), Ellis turned down into a back alley usually used for business
deliveries. Jake looked around curiously as they slowly drove up the
driveway. "What are we doing back here...?" he asked as Ellis pulled to a
stop then got out of the car.

"I gotta take a leak!" answered Ellis, slamming the door. Jake watched his
partner strut around and crossed the front of the squad car, looking ever
manly and commanding as he walked with the swagger of confidence of a man
in uniform. He thought Ellis was going to pull his dick out and take a leak
right there in the alley, but was surprised when he suddenly disappeared
behind a stone wall instead.
	Jake sat in the cruiser waiting for his partner, his mind on a
million different things at once. He couldn't help wondering how his life
would have panned out had he gone to a different Precinct after graduating
Police Academy and gone ahead and married Kelley? (his ex-girlfriend [first
series]). Surely he would never have met Bruce Gardner, nor Maleece, nor
would he have had his current addictions to drugs and black cock. Indeed
coming to Precinct-23 had completely altered his life, and not necessarily
for the better.

	Jake found himself in deep thought when he suddenly noticed two
African Americans step out into the alley from behind the wall where Ellis
had disappeared just moments ago. They both stopped in front of the cruiser
and began to talk to one another, staring in through the cruiser's
windshield at Jake. Jake wondered what their problem was as he unbuckled
his seatbelt. Had they done something to his partner? After a few minutes
of uneasiness, Jake got out of the cruiser to search for his partner. "Get
away from the car...!" he ordered as the two men looked at him, then went
back to their conversation as if they didn't speak english. Jake closed the
car door and pulled his control-stick from his belt. "Hey...! I said move
it! Both of you!" he repeated with more authority.

"Yo..., FUK YOU cop!" yelled the older of the two men angrily. Jake felt a
chill up his spine as he began to wonder what happened to Ellis? Had these
two punks done something to him while he was pissing? What was taking him
so long? "How YOU gonna come down here to where WE LIVE and tell US where
we can talk...? This's MY hood, bitch..., yur white azz don't run shyt down
here!"
	Jake could easily see the anger in the black man's eyes as he
spoke. He wasn't sure if he had something against him personally (being a
white man in a predominantly black residence) or against the police in
general? Either way they were at a crossroads. Jake knew this scenario
could go one of two ways; with the black men giving up and walking away, or
with them going to jail! Jake realized it was the latter when the older of
the two men suddenly bolted towards him, his fists poised for a fight.

	Jake raised his bully-club high overhead just as the man tackled
him, pushing him back against a brick wall. Jake's breath was knocked from
his lungs on impact as the man proceeded to punch him in the gut. The
younger man jumped in, causing Jake to lose the night-stick. Before he
could react, he felt a tugging at his gun. Jake fought valiantly to keep
his weapon, but felt it suddenly ripped from its hoister.

"Freeze asshole!" yelled the younger man, pointing the gun at Jake with
trembling hands.
	Jake froze where he stood, slowly rising his hands for fear of
being shot.

"Gud work, yunboi...!" said the older man, backing away from Jake as he
panted breathlessly from the struggle. "How's it feel, cop...? Bein' on da
oth'a end ov a gun...?!"

"Let's..., all just calm down now..." said Jake nervously, trying to use
reverse psychology on his attackers.

"We calm, bitch...!" said the older man, still hyped. "It's YUR ass dat
needs to be nervous!"

"I don't want no trouble..." said Jake, trying to make the best of an ugly
situation.

"Then ya shuda thoughta dat shyt b'fo ya came down here talk'n smack, white
boi!"

"I'm willing to look the other way and pretend like none of this has
happened..., --IF you give me back my weapon and walk away...!" reasoned
Jake, knowing no officer should surrender his weapon.

"Really now...?" asked the older man, mockingly. "You still try'na run
things here when WE got yur gun...? When WE'RE holdin' da uppahand...?!"

"I'm a police officer..." reminded Jake. "...if ANYTHING happens to me, the
entire police force will be on you in a heartbeat! You'd both spent the
rest of your lives in jail...!"

"You think jail scares us, cop...?!" laughed the older man, getting up
close in Jake's face. "Prison ain't shyt! I been there plenty ov times, and
ATE bitches like YOU for breakfast!"

"What about your friend...?" asked Jake, noting the frightened look in the
younger teen's eyes. "How will HE fair in prison...?"

"You don worry bout HIM, bitch! You bess worry bout yur dam self!" yelled
the older man, grabbing a fistful of Jake's dark hair. Jake groaned in pain
as the man forced him down to his knees at crotch level. "I'm gonna SHOW
YOU what we used to do to white boiz like you in jail...!" he added, using
his free hand to unzip his pants while holding Jake's head tight in the
other.
	Jake's eyes widened with fear as he watched the black man
struggling to free his dick. He reached into his pants and pulled out his
long soft flaccid penis, causing it to hang limply over his fly, then he
held Jake's head with both hands, and pulled his face into his crotch. "We
used to catch a white boi when he waz new..., juss b'fo da oth'a white boiz
got to skool em on prison life...! Then we'd corner em sumwhere and make em
suk our diks! Six or seven ov us takin' turns in his mouth, makin' him
taste our nigga meat!" With Jake's face pressed tightly in the man's groin,
he could smell the rancid odor coming from his unwashed crotch as the scent
of stale piss and sweaty balls attacked his nostrils like warfare.

"Yeh bitch, smeel dat dik! Git yur face all up inner! Yur gonna have dat
scent on you all day!" snarled the man, holding Jake's head like a
basketball in his crotch, leaving Jake barely able to breathe. Jake gulped
down a lungful of much needed air when the man gripped by his hair, then
yanked his face back out of his crotch. But Jake's relief was short lived
as the man picked up his flaccid cock, then stuffed it fully in Jake's
gaping mouth.

"Suk dat dik, bitch! Take it ALL in yur mouth!" he ordered, pulling Jake's
head back towards his smelly crotch and causing his cheeks to bulge out.
	Jake's taste buds were assaulted by the taste of stale piss and
cock cheese under the unwashed foreskin, making him want to vomit. The man
moved Jake's head about in his lap, causing his dick to lengthen and grow
between the officer's pursed lips. Jake could feel the dick starting to
uncoil as it started to head down into the curve of his throat. Jake fought
to pull back as his breathing passages were once again blocked, but the man
held ground, keeping Jake's head prisoner.

"uuhhhkkk...!!" gagged Jake as the dick pressed into his closed throat. He
didn't want to give the man pleasure, but knew if he didn't give in he
could choke to death. Somewhere in his mind Jake made a conscious decision
to live and started sucking, opening his throat muscles willingly (as he
had been taught by every man who had taken control of his life), and
allowed the hardening cock to pass easily into his throat.

"Awww fuk...!" gasped the man in surprise as Jake accepted his cock. "This
pig's got skillz, man! This ain't da first dik he's suk'd!" he stated,
grinding his pelvis into Jake's face as his dick lengthened to full mast in
the confined of the officer's contracting throat.
	Jake's face lay buried in the older man's crotch, his throat
obscenely stretched to make room for the black man's massive shaft. Jake
wasn't sure how long the black cock was, but he could feel it continuing to
stretch down into his chest cavity as his eyes bulged and his face darkened
crimson red.

"Shyt this bitch can throat sum dik!" said the older man, loving the way
his dick felt down the white man's gullet. He held Jake's head captive for
a few more seconds until Jake started to feel light headed from a lack of
oxygen. Only when Jake stopped struggling did the man pull Jake's head
back, extracting his long hard shaft (11 inches in length) to allow the
officer room to breathe. Jake sucked down some much needed air through his
nostrils as he looked up tearfully at his assailant. The man locked eyes
with Jake before descending Jake's head back down into his crotch, making
him swallow the full length once more. Jake felt the dick moving through
his throat, passing deep down into the bend of his neck, causing his throat
to balloon drastically.

"SHYT..." cursed the man, sinking his black dick all the way in up to his
bloated balls. "...I cud fuk this throat all day! Where da fuk did you
learn how to suk dik like this...?!" he question, pulling Jake's head back
from his crotch. "You CAN'T be no straight cop!"
	Jake said nothing in his defense as the long hard spit shinny shaft
retracted from the depths of his throat, becoming visible once more before
plunging back down into his chest. Jake kept his eyes locked upward on the
man as he began to set up a steady pace, pulling and pushing Jake's head
back and forth like a rag doll along the length of his shaft. Jake kept his
eyes glued on him, even as they became glossy with lust. Jake merely held
his mouth and throat open, allowing the man to fuck it as he saw fit.

	The older man fucked Jake's mouth and face as if he owned it. He
pummeled the young white officer's throat with absolute malice, trying to
choke him intentionally for all the grief cops had caused him (and his
kind) over the years. Jake had no doubt that he would be receiving a belly
full of the man's cum (real soon) if he kept up that pace. He could feel
thick gobs of spit and slobber drooling from the corners of his gaping
mouth, oozing down the sides of his chin to drip onto his uniform. The man
kept face fucking him deep, beating a path straight down him. Jake could
feel the man's dick starting to thicken and throb with every stroke, his
copious pre-cum coating Jake's esophagus and lubing his throat for
something more. But just when Jake thought he was going to catch the black
man's seed, did the man surprise him by suddenly yanking his spit polished
and pulsating prick free from his sucking mouth. Jake couldn't help but
feel disappointed as he watched the massive dick (all shinny from his
labor) pulse with life on the brink of denied orgasm. It was all Jake could
do to keep from leaning forward and re-taking the 11" monster back into his
mouth to finish it off...

"DAM...! This bitch acts like he HUNGRY fo da cum...!" stated the older
man, having pulled away just in the nick of time.

"Yo man..., I heard of this guy...!" said the 19 year old man, watching his
buddy get blown. "That's that white cop that's been givin' his ass up to
all the drug dealers in the hood...! The one Tempest Williams' been bangin'
out!"

"Is dat true, bitch...? You been whorin' dat ass out to all the bruthas
inna hood...?!" asked the older man, tauntingly.
	Jake blushed as he bowed his head in shame. Was THAT the reputation
he had earned around the neighborhood...? "Git up, bitch..., assume da
position!" ordered the man, having always wanted to say that to a cop. When
Jake didn't respond fast enough, he reached down and yanked him up to his
feet by his hair, then slammed him facedown across the squad-car's
hood. "Spread yur fuk'n legs!" he yelled, kicking Jake's legs apart.

"Whatever you're planning on doing to me is illegal...! I'm a police
officer! This is a criminal offense...!" warned Jake, looking back over his
shoulder.

"Shut da fuk up!" yelled the man, drunk with power. "You ain't got NO
authority here, white boi!" he added, yanking Jake's pants down and
exposing his pale white ass.

"Please don't do this...!" pleaded Jake, looking down the far end of the
alley to see pedestrians walking by, going about their busy day. If any ONE
of them turned down into the alley for a short cut, he would be caught red
handed in full police uniform with his pants down around his
ankles. Everyone at the Precinct would know he was in the alley getting
fucked. He would be the laughing stock of the Precinct (again). "This isn't
the time or place...!"
	The older man poised his hardon directly up between Jake's pale
white cheeks, then yanked the officer's head up off the hood...

"If ya say a fuk'n werd, or try ta scream fo help, or resist in ANYway...,
I'm gonna shoot a fuk'n bullet rite inna back ov yur bitch skull! Ya got
dat bitch?!"

"Yes, sir...!" answered Jake obediently, feeling the head kiss his asshole.
	With that, the older black man rammed his hips forward, causing the
head and several inches of his 11" shaft to disappear up the officer's
unprepared backside. Jake rose up on his tippy-toes to escape the
inevitable, but the man simply gripped him by the waist and pulled him back
down on his erection, impaling him fully.
	Jake bit his lower lip to stifle the scream he wanted to let
loose. He saw stars in broad daylight as the black man pulled back with his
hips, then buried the rest of his rod with the next plunge.

"Take dat fuk'n dik bitch, dat's wat yur pussie's fo! Open them wallz!" he
snared, shoving more and more dick into the policeman's bowels. Jake moaned
in complete agony as he ass was taken without permission. He could feel the
dick digging ever deeper, pressing further and further up into his body
with no real concern of his own pain. Soon he felt the black man's knotty
pubic bush grinding against his ass cheeks, the course hairs scratching
against the supple skin and signifying that the man had managed to sheath
his entire 11" shaft inside him.
	Jake could feel the man grounding his groin into him, churning his
meat around in his gut before pulling back to start fucking. Jake felt his
asshole being pulled outward along with the shaft from a lack of sufficient
lubricant. Just when it felt like the dick might slip out, did it force its
way (all the way) back in, burrowing ever deeper inside his bowels.

	With the entire shaft buried, the older man gripped Jake by the
waist and began fucking. Jake could feel the dick moving roughly through
his clinching anus, fully aware of the fact that the dick made entry
without any lubricant (other than spit). Jake grit his teeth and bared the
discomfort, hoping that the man would cum soon and end his torture. Jake
couldn't help but wonder whatever happened to his partner? Had these two
men done something to him while he was pissing? Was Ellis lying somewhere
hurt, unable to move while these guys raped him in a back alley?
	Jake knew chances were against him that these guys would simply let
him go after fucking him. If they had indeed done something to officer
Ellis, then they would definitely have to get rid of him as well, as he
could identify them. Jake looked over at the younger male who was still
holding his gun. But instead of aiming it at Jake, he was now rubbing the
front of his crotch, watching his buddy butt fuck the officer. Jake
couldn't help noticing the teen's dick bulge, and wondered how big it was
as it pressed out against his pants?

	The ass fucker humped away at his ass as if he hadn't had pussy in
months. He drove his dick straight through Jake's tender flower, looking to
plant his seed in his fertile ground. He knew that he only had a few
precious minutes to dump his load before someone would inevitably find
them, breaking up their little tryst. He used his hands to pry Jake's ass
cheeks apart, watching his dark colored dick disappear up the white
officer's backdoor. He loved seeing the color contrast between their skin
types as he drove his black sausage deeper with every plunge. Despite
Jake's fears and uncertainties, he couldn't help getting an erection as the
black man fucked him against his will. He could feel his own dick growing
with every thrust the man made into him, causing his own swelling staff to
bump painfully against the squad-car's fender. He fought the urge to reach
down and stroke himself in public. The older man felt Jake's asshole
starting to relax and moisten the more he fucked it and began to hammer
harder into the white man's ass, slamming his pelvic bone into the
officer's backside as he rammed his big dick home with every
plunge. "Dam..." he muttered under his breath, marveling at the way the
officer was taking his meat. "...this ass seems to be git'n wetter da more
I fuk it! You got sum thug's nut up inner already...?"
	Jake said nothing to confirm the rapist's suspicions. Indeed he did
have some leftover sperm in his bowels from his morning session with
Ellis. Ellis had taken his ass just before they rode into work, fucking him
for a good 40 minutes before dumping a night's worth of baby makers into
his manhole. Jake had carried that load around all day, feeling tiny
droplets escape his ravaged bowel all morning. Now it was acting as
lubricant for his rapist, making his anal track slipperier for his hard
plunging phallus as it pounded through his innards with aching precision.

"Ya startin' to like this shyt, aint'cha cop...?" growled the man into
Jake's ear as he continued to pound his ass. "I can feel dat pussie
startin' to suk me off real gud! How many niggas you have nut in this hole
today?"

"Just one...!" panted Jake, truthfully.

"Juss one...?" asked the man, skeptically. "In THIS hungry ass...?? I doubt
dat!" he added, never missing a stroke as he continued to fuck
nonstop. "You want MO cum in dat hole, don'cha bitch...?" he taunted,
loving the helpless moans escaping Jake's throat. "You want me to breed dat
faggot pussie wit this nigga load, don'cha?"

"Yes...! Oh YES!" moaned Jake helplessly, throwing his ass back into the
man's groin.
	Despite his reservations, he began stroking his 7" hardon
frantically as the dick continued to punch through hm. He felt the black
man starting to long dick him, pulling and pushing his lengthy rod well
though his anal canal. Jake felt his body starting to tremble as his orgasm
neared. His knees went wobbily as the cum suddenly shot out of his dick,
splattering all over the side of the police cruiser. The black man felt his
surprise orgasm as Jake's asshole started to spasm around his plunging
shaft. He pounded Jake roughly, pushing him up against the cruiser as he
pummeled his hole hard. Jake couldn't help groaning out loud as he was
fucked relentlessly. He felt the black man stiffen behind him, then felt
him explode inside him.

"Oh fuk, boi..., I'm cummin' in ya...! I'm cummin' in dat ass!" he grunted,
flooding Jake's colon. Jake felt the long hard dick pulsating wildly inside
him, belching 9 creamy spurts of thick rich cum straight into him. He could
feel the black man gripping him tighter as he came, making sure Jake didn't
escape until he finished filling him with his sperm. Jake didn't budge as
he accepted the gift, his ass becoming sloppy from the overflow of
cum. Only when the black man was certain that his orgasm was over did he
finally relax his hold on Jake, then slowly pull his dying dick free. It
fell limply from between Jake's pale cheeks, falling satisfied over the fly
of his dirty pants.

"Yur turn, yunbuck...!" he called to his younger friend, who seemed more
than eager for his turn in the saddle. "You ain't neva fuk'd a dude
b'fo..., didja...?" he asked, curiously.

"Naw man...!" said the 19 year old, tucking Jake's gun into the waist of
his pants as he moved into position behind the half naked officer.

"Shyt fuk'd me up first time I did it too..." said the older male,
reminiscing as he tucked his dick into his pants as his younger friend
freed his. Jake realized that this was his moment to strike, that any good
well trained officer would turn the tables on his attackers while one was
weak from orgasm and the other was unarmed. But Jake remained still, the
desire to feel yet another African American's hard dick in his bowels more
important than saving his own ass.
	With the opportunity squandered, Jake felt the second man pressing
his 8" hardon between his ass cheeks. It didn't take long before the new
dick found his hole, then quickly buried itself inside with one plunge
(thanks to the double load of cum packing Jake's bowels). Jake felt the 19
year old holding his hips hostage as he ground his pant pelvis into his
ass, enjoying the warm depths of Jake's interior. "...fuk'd dis kat in jail
durin' a gang bang after e'rybody else hadda turn...! His ass waz open wide
as shyt, man..., ya cuda ran a mack truck throu dat shyt! My dik juss sank
rite in..., strait up to the fuk'n ballz! I bussed my nut in like 2
minnutz! So I fuk'd em again rite after...! Shyt waz wild!"

	Neither Jake nor the teenager responded as the boy began fucking,
holding Jake's hips in place as he freely fucked into the bent over
officer. Jake could feel his third cock of the day sliding through his
bowels, causing excess cum to start dribbling down between his inner thighs
from his flooded hole.  The younger guy had never fucked a man before. At
19 years of age, his dick (up until now) had been on a strict diet of
females. He knew a lot of guys that had been to jail (some of them even
becoming career criminals) and had heard many inside stories of how they
still managed to get off by finding some cell-block fag who was more than
willing to cop their loads for them, or how they had to beat some poor
straight guy into submission and force him to give up his assets or his
life. The younger man always figured if he ever ended up in prison, he
would probably consent to letting a cell fag suck his dick, but he never in
a million years imagined that he'd be butt fucking one while still a free
man. And a COP no less!
	He held onto Jake, his round pale white buttock protruding
backwards invitingly as the younger male plunged his 8" hardon straight
through them. He liked watching his dark brown dick disappear up the
officer's white ass, the conflicting contrast of colors heightening the
homosexual taboo. In a flash he began fucking like a jackrabbit, hammering
his hips into Jake with hard strokes. Jake wasn't sure if the kid was a
virgin or just plain hard-up? He fucked Jake as if time was of the
essence. He pounded the officer hard, leaving no room for doubt that his
goal was to breed him quickly and get it over with. Jake could feel his own
dick starting to re-fill with blood, getting hard again after just having
orgasm. He couldn't believe his body's desire for dick was so strong.

"Shit man..., I'm getting' close...!" warned the teen, slamming his hips
faster. Jake could feel the bang of his gun into his back with every
thrust, the hard cold steel a constant reminder that this fucking was not
consensual. Despite his obvious excitement, he was still being raped.

"Bang dat bitch, man! Breed his dumbass! Shoot dat shyt up in em!"
encouraged the older man.

"I'm bout to...!" informed the younger guy, losing control as he gripped
Jake tighter, then rammed his dick home. Jake felt the dick lodge in his
bowels as he flexed his hole around the shaft, milking it even as the
younger man tried in vain to hold off cumming.
	He threw his head back, then screamed as the first of several
spurts erupted from his aching balls as if being pulled from his body
against his will "ARRRRHHHH...!!" he yelled aloud. Jake merely smiled to
himself, knowing he had controlled the younger man's orgasm by manipulating
his dick with his asshole. He continued squeezing his anal muscles even as
the teen kept cumming. He felt the male fall against his back for support,
having lost all strength in his legs, his 160 pound body pressed into
Jake's over top the car. He kept his dick buried in the officer's ass until
he was sure he was properly drained. Then (and only then) did he finally
pull out, leaving Jake's asshole dripping more cum.
	Having now recovered from his lustful encounter, Jake suddenly
realized that he had fucked up, losing the opportunity to grab the gun
during the younger man's orgasm. Now he was in trouble, at their mercy with
no idea what happened with his partner.

"Now what...?" he asked after the teenager pulled out, Jake's pants and
underwear still wrapped around his ankles. He watched the two black men
look at each other questionably, as if psychically deciding his fate.

"Now..., we get back into the car and finish up our shift!" said Ellis,
suddenly stepping out from behind the wall.
	Jake's mouth dropped open when he saw the smirk on Ellis' face. The
three black men burst into laughter at his expense. "I TOLD you he would be
an easy fuck!" said Ellis, taking the gun back from the guys and shaking
their hands.

"Datz wussup man!" said the older guy, looking as if they knew each
other. "Any time ya wanna bring his ass back around fo another fuk..., let
us kno!" he offered, sincerely.

"You two know each other...?" asked Jake angrily, feeling played.

"Hell yeah...!" laughed Ellis, patting his friend on the back. "Gee and I
go back a long way! We grew up in the same hood!"

"Sho nuff, man!" responded Gee, as Ellis headed around to the driver's side
of the cruiser. "Thanx fo' fixin' them park'n tix too man!"

"Anytime! Thanks for helping me break in my partner!"

"Dat ass's already broke-in!" laughed Gee, heading back with his young
partner as Jake yanked up his pants.

"Why the fuck did you do that to me...?!" he asked (more hurt than angry),
as he got into the passenger's seat. "I thought you were dead! I thought
those guys DID something to you...!"

"Calm down..." said Ellis, starting the car. "...you LOVED it, I could
tell! You shot your shit all over the cruiser! You weren't THAT concerned
about me...!"

"That's NOT fair...!" argued Jake, feeling used and betrayed. "I would
NEVER have done anything like that to you!"

"Of course not..." said Ellis, taking off as the two men waved goodbye in
the background. "...you would never pass up two hard dicks!"
	Jake sat and sulked in the passenger's seat as Ellis drove, his
anus feeling all wet and sticky with the two latest cum deposits sitting in
his rectum. He had the DNA of two complete strangers inside him, and didn't
even know their names! But he didn't have long to think about it before a
call came in over the police radio of a possible drive-by shooting in the
area. "Roger that..., we're in-route!" said Ellis over the mic, hitting the
sirens as they picked up speed and drove through traffic.


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

	Traffic was backed up on Ridge Avenue as a black SUV stood
stationary in the center of the block, a 6' tall black woman screaming
outside hysterically as people gathered around to watch like a stage show.
	Police officers Rodney Ellis and Jake Valentine were the first on
the scene as Ellis went to control the hysterical woman, and Jake attended
to the man sitting slumped over in the driver's seat.

"He's dead...! He's dead...! They killed him! He's dead...!" screamed the
woman over and over, blood splattered all over her face, neck, and dress as
she ran in circles trying to outrun the memory of her husband's brains
being blown all over the car.
	Jake pulled on rubber gloves, then opened the driver's side door
(the man was still safely buckled in) and examined for vital signs. Without
disturbing the body, Jake looked a top the man's head and could see a large
bloody hole, exposing most of what was left of his brain. He looked back at
his partner, then shook his head negatively, indicating silently that the
man was a goner. The woman saw the silent message as well, and collapsed in
heavy grief as Ellis helped ease her down to the ground.

"Is she going to be alright...?" asked Jake, walking over to give support.

"Watch over her..." insisted Ellis, heading towards the squad car. "...I'm
going to call for an ambulance!"

	Jake held the woman in his arms, stroking her long hair softly from
her face as he tried to console her and ordered the nosey spectators to
step back. He watched Ellis on the horn, calling in the information as he
stared down into the woman's face.
	Jake suddenly felt a cold chill run up his spine as he recognized
the woman. He blinked several times to make sure what he saw wasn't a
mirage. "Peaches...?" he called to the woman in his arms...


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