Date: Tue, 27 May 2008 07:34:49 -0700
From: Porn Writer <hot.porn.writer@gmail.com>
Subject: Servicing the Security Patrol - Part 1

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I had seen him many times over the past few months, since moving to my new
place. He was a security officer for my community, and was usually sitting
near one of the gates in the evening. I have to admit, every time I came or
left, I was on the lookout for him. I never really saw him up close, but
could see he had a goatee, dark hair, and wasn't a tall guy, probably around
5'7" or 5'8" tall.

What I did always notice was his demeanor. He was all man, and he had a
certain confidence, even arrogance to him. Regrettably, he almost always
caught me looking at him, and would nod at me and I would smile and nod
back.

On evening, I was coming in from the store. I had bought way too much shit,
and was definitely going to need to make multiple trips to get it all into
my condo. As I passed the gate nearest my place, I saw him sitting dutifully
in his security cart, which was like some monster golf cart with off-road
tires and clearly improved suspension. Again, he caught me looking at him,
and nodded, only this time I thought I saw him smile at me. I did a
double-take and smiled back. Man he was beautiful!

As I drove toward my parking space, I saw his cart start following me, and
at first I just figured he was heading the same direction. Then, he passed
the last turn before my place, and I felt the first splash of adrenaline hit
my blood stream. Part of me was hoping I'd get the chance to strike up a
conversation with him, so I could check him out close up. The other half of
me was terrified of a confrontation that could embarrass me in my community.


"Oh fuck, I've been snagged. He caught me looking at him. I'm SUCH a fuck
up. Why did I have to keep staring at him.", I thought to myself. Not
knowing what else to do, I pulled into my parking space. I watched in terror
as he parked his cart right behind me and hopped out. I rolled down the
window, as I saw him start walking toward me.

"Fuck, look at the way he struts. This guy is so fuckin' hot!", I thought to
myself. Suddenly realizing my predicament, I tried to beat my libido into
submission, thinking to myself, "What the fuck are you doing? The guy is
about to confront you, and you're STILL fantasizing about him! This is
fuckin' pathetic!"

As he approached my window, he crossed his fingers, and rested his forearms
on the window frame, so his hands were very close to me. He had beautiful
hands— well-groomed, wide, masculine hands. The thought of leaning forward
and kissing his hands flashed through my mind, as my libido struggled to
take control of my mind and body and make me live out my fantasies.

He had a smirk on his face, as he said, "Enjoying the view?".

"Huh?", I said.

"Man, at first I couldn't figure out what was up with you staring at me all
the time. Then I saw that sticker on your back window, and realized you are
probably gay. Are you gay?", he asked.

"Fuck! It's that damned Human Rights Campaign sticker on the back window!
ARGH!!!!", I thought to myself.

"Dude, did you hear me. Are you gay?", he asked.

"Yeah, sure am.", I replied.

"So, you have a thing for me or what?", he asked.

"Huh?", I replied.

He laughed and said, "Man, I'm just teasin' ya. You are SO busted. I know
you've been checkin' me out. It's cool. It's kinda hot knowing a guy has the
hots for me.", he said as he placed his hand on my shoulder.

I felt like I was going to melt. His had was warm and strong, and he shook
me a bit and said, "Are you alright?"

Just then, a neighbor approached. "Everything ok, Officer?", he asked.

"Yes, sir. Everything is fine. Thanks for asking.", he replied.

"Great. Have a good evening.", the neighbor said as he walked on.

"Looks like you've been doing some grocery shopping. Let me help you carry
those in.", he said as he opened my car door. I stepped out, and though I
was a bit taller, his presence was HUGE!

I was in a full panic, despite his efforts to get me to relax. We each
grabbed a bunch of bags, and then he followed me to my unit. I was fumbling
with the keys, before dropping them. I was so nervous I honestly thought I
was going to pass out. Every fantasy I had ever had about this guy was
flashing through my mind, and I wondered if he had any idea how many times I
had jacked off fantasizing about him. He put his bags down, and picked up my
keys.

"Here, move, let me do it.", he said as he unlocked the door. He opened the
door and stood with his back against it, looking right into my eyes as I
passed him. I could feel the heat of his body, and smell his masculine
scent. I knew I was rock hard, and as I heard him come in and shut the front
door, I was trembling so bad, I could barely pick anything up.

"Put the cold stuff away.", I told myself as I tried to distract myself from
what was going on by assigning myself other tasks.

I grabbed the two bags of cold items and knelt down to put the vegetables in
the crisper drawer in the fridge. When I was done, I reached up to close the
fridge, and realized he was standing right behind it. He was holding a pint
of sour cream directly in front of his cock and said, "This should probably
go in there."

I reached out, expecting him to hand it to me, but he didn't. Instead, he
held it still in front of his cock. I looked up at him, and he was looking
down at me with a half smile on his face.

"Are you going to take it or do you want me to give it to you.", he asked.
My own cock twitched at the question, as I reached up and took the container
from him and put in the fridge. "That's a boy." he said in a husky whisper.

I felt like I was going to cum in my pants. He was so incredibly hot, it was
driving me nuts. I stood up and he moved closer to me. I felt myself waiver,
as he moved closer to me. He smelled so good. His body was just radiating
some type of sexual energy that I could not resist. He took my hand and
placed it on his pants, so I could feel his big cock through his pants.

"See, my problem is that I'm a cop, and not many women want to be in a
relationship with a cop. Long hours and the chance they'll get the call one
day that I was killed on the job. They don't really want to wait around to
be there when I need them. So, I took this job in the evenings to earn some
extra cash and keep myself busy. So, needless to say, I haven't gotten my
rocks off in months.", he explained.

He continued, "So, I see this guy--always alone--who keeps staring at me.
'Now, why does that guy keep staring at me?', I think to myself. So, at
first I thought you might be up to something, but I watched you for a while
and realized you weren't doing anything wrong. So, I was still stuck with
the question of why you were staring at me. I thought, "Maybe the guy thinks
he knows me from somewhere or some shit like that.", but then you always
looked nervous and looked away when I looked at you.

Then, I was at the convenience store one day, and saw this woman get out of
a car, and she had the same sticker on her back window that I remembered
seeing on your back window. I asked her what it meant and she explained that
it was a sticker for a group who fights for equal rights for gay people. So,
I put two and two together and think that maybe you keep staring at me cause
you have a thing for me. So, I see you come through the gate and I smile at
ya, like I would do with a chick, and you panic just like chicks do when
they realize I caught them staring at me."

His big smile was evidence of his pride in putting together all the pieces.
And, he continued.

"So, I think, to myself, 'Anthony, this fag, er, I mean gay guy, comes
through here alone all the time and obviously thinks you're hot. And you're
sitting here with full nuts. Maybe you two could help each other out.'", he
explained.

"You followin' me?", he asked.

I nodded.

"So, you like to suck cock or what? You wanna help me out? I got a nice set
of nuts. You wanna drain them for me?", he asked.

Again, I nodded.

"Yeah, stick with the nodding. This is workin' better than me waiting for a
fuckin' answer when I ask you a question.", he chuckled. "Ok, so what about
this, you wanna suck cock and I need to cum...a lot. I'm Italian, and I got
big nuts and plenty of sex drive. I'm sick of whackin' off. So, I'll come up
here, and you can drain my nuts, and we're both happy. What do you think
about that."

"Ok", I said.

"He speaks!", Anthony replied. "Ok, I'm going to go down and move my cart
over by the gate, so people think I'm workin'. Then, I'm gonna come back up
here, and you can get your first taste of my ball juice, how 'bout that?"

"Ok", I said.

He laughed and said, "Man, it's a good thing I didn't come up here for
conversation. Luckily, I don't need you to talk. But, I sure as hell hope
you're better at suckin' dick than you are at holding up your end of a
conversation." He turned and walked out the door.

As he left, I collapsed into the chair. "What the hell just happened
here?!", I wondered. "Is this what I want for myself? To be a cock slave to
the security guy at my community?", I thought to myself. But, then, I
realized that it had been months, and I really wanted to suck his cock. He
was beautiful, and I found him irresistible, even if I knew our relationship
would be limited to me serving his cock. Plus, I have a thing for cops. I
hardly ever see one I don't want to get on my knees in front of. This could
be a dream come true.

There was a tap at the door and then it opened, and Anthony stepped inside.
Like I said, he wasn't a big man. He was probably about 5'7" tall, and
appeared to be very hairy. He had a medium complexion, dark hair, and nice
masculine hands. He was well groomed, and had a swagger to his walk. He
approached the chair where I was sitting, and moved so that his cock was
face height.

He took my hand and again placed it on the front of his pants. "Unless you
like the taste of fabric, you're gonna have to get it out.", he said.

I moved onto my knees on the floor. As I unzipped his pants, I could smell
his masculine musky scent escape his pants. The smell was so intoxicating
that I nearly fell backward. I thought I would cum in my pants as his scent
hit my nose. My eyes closed and I wobbled a bit. "Sorry, I haven't showered
since before work this morning.", he said apologetically.

"No, no. It's incredible.", I said.

"Eh, you like that, do ya? Nice. I tell you what, why don't I move over here
so I can sit in the chair when you get these pants off me.", he said.

We shuffled positions, and he was now standing with his back toward the
chair. I unfastened his belt, and then unbuttoned his pants. I slid his
pants down to his knees. He was absolutely beautiful. His body was covered
with soft, dark hair. His pubic bush was dense, and a thick uncut 6.5 inch
cock rose from it. Below his thick beautiful cock, was a huge nut sack,
where I could see the outline of two huge eggs. This guy was HOT!

He sat down and said, "You're probably going to have to take my shoes off,
if you're gonna get those pants off."

I backed up started to unlace his black police boot. When the laces were
sufficiently loosened, I pulled the first boot free of his wide masculine
foot. His foot had obviously been in that boot all day, and was moist with
sweat. As the smell rose to my nostril, my cock rose to full mast. He was
watching me intently, and lifted his first foot to my shoulder and rested it
next to my face, as I started to remove the second boot. As I did, the scent
became too much, and knew it. I started to topple backwards, but between the
foot he had on my shoulder and my back braced against the coffee table, I
was able to stay upright. But, I was helpless, as I felt my orgasm starting
to rise up in my nuts, Anthony lifted his other foot and pressed it to my
face. I grabbed his ankle and kept his foot pressed against my face, as I
shot my load into my pants. I was out of control, and he knew it.

"That's some fuckin' shit right there! Did you just totally get off on the
smell of my feet, Dude. That's too much! I can't believe you just came.
Don't forget you still have some work to do.", Anthony reminded me.

As I started to come back down from my high, I pulled his pants off and ran
my hands up his sexy legs. The hair was so soft, and the shape of his legs
was unbelievable. I moved forward, lifted his semi-hard cock toward his
belly, and swiped my tongue across his huge nuts. "Aw, that's what I'm
talkin' about, right there! That's what I've been needin'. You take your
time and do the right, ya hear? Yeah, that's nice.", he encouraged.

I licked and sucked his big hairy nuts. It was incredible. The smell of his
body had my cock again at full mast, only now I was soaked in my own cum,
which made my cock nice and slick in my pants. I could already feel my balls
building up another load. I licked around and under his balls, licking the
creases where his legs met his torso, and he was encouraging me with one of
his hands on the back of my head, and a stream of rhetoric, "Aw, yeah. You
know how to do this. I can't believe you've been up here with all this
talent the past couple months, and I've been sitting down in the parking lot
with full nuts. Fuck that! FUCK THAT! You're gonna get all this you can take
from now on. Atsa boy, lick under my nut sack. That's nice. Aw yeah."

Anthony slid lower in the chair and moved a leg up onto each chair arm. As
he did, the scent from his incredibly hairy ass crack rose up to my nose,
and as it did, I uncontrollably ran my tongue down to meet it. He jumped a
bit when my tongue first moved into the thick hair surrounding his hole,
even though I hadn't made contact with his hole, yet. With one hand on the
top of my head, he pushed me lower, and with the other he pulled his ass
cheek open wider, allowing me to get in deeper. "Oh yeah, you kinky mother
fucker. You like eatin' ass? Get in there and chow on my ass, man. Get in
there. That's what you want isn't it. A little lower. Come on. Find my
sweaty ass hole. Dig in there, fag boy. Come on. Clean that ass up for me.",
he encouraged.

I followed his instructions, and spread his ass wider. My tongue hit its
mark, and I felt his ass jump. I glanced up and his eyes were closed and his
head was moving from side to side. He was really getting off on this, and
his cock was hard as a rock. I continued licking around his hole, and then
plunged my tongue in deeper.

Suddenly, he put his legs down and said, "Come here and suck. Man, you've
got me crazy horny, now. I need you to work a load out of these nuts." He
moved his hands behind his head to hold onto the back of the chair, as I
slid my tongue up the shaft of his cock. He was moaning and breathing
erratically, as I licked the precum from his shaft. I pulled his foreskin
back to reveal a huge swollen cock head. It was so hard, it was purple. I
slid my mouth down over his cock, so that my nose was in his thick dark
hairy bush, and he arched his back and cried out, "AHHHHHHH, fuck! Man, you
keep doing that and I'm going to feed you the biggest load of cum..."

I believed him, given the size of those huge nuts of his. I rhythmically
started working his cock with my mouth. Every time I buried the head of his
cock in the depths of my mouth, his body would convulse. Again and again, I
engulfed that cock, and then he said, "Fuckin' take it man. It's feedin'
time. Eat my cum fag boy!", as he dropped his hands to the back of my head
and wrapped his legs around my shoulders, ensuring I would not escape the
wrath of his nuts.

His cock went rigid, and I felt his heels dig into the center of my back and
his hands increased their pressure on the back of my head. His cock was now
buried completely in my mouth, my nose in his bush and my chin against his
big nuts. I felt the first jolt of cum shoot from his cock and fill my
mouth, soon followed by a second, and then a third. I was stunned by the
force of his cum, and quickly started swallowing as much as I could. I lost
count of how many times his cock shot into my mouth, but it seemed like it
would never end. I have never had a guy feed me so much cum in a single
load. It was incredible!

Even when he was done, he held me tightly in place with his legs. "Stay on
there, Dude. Just stay on there. I want you to milk the last couple of drops
out.", he said as his cock continued to spasm, emptying the last of its
contents into my greedy mouth. He now had his arms back behind his head, as
he watched his cocksucker feeding on the last few drops of his cum. "Yeah,
man, clean that cock up for me. Nice... You did a good job, swallowin' that
load. Chicks usually start spitting and sputterin' and make a fuckin' mess.
You must have really needed a good feedin', huh?"

He put his legs down, and stood up, so I rocked back on my feet. He stood
towering over me, looking down at me with a look of victory and
accomplishment. He rubbed his cock over my face, just kind of breathing
heavy and enjoying himself, knowing I had completely submitted to him. Then,
he turned around, so his ass was in my face. He said, "You like my ass,
Dude? You like my hairy ass? Rub your face on my ass. I never had anyone eat
my ass before. Chicks don't do that shit. But, you, I thought you were gonna
crawl up in there, Dude."

His ass was perfectly shaped, and his whole ass was covered in beautiful
black hair that all appeared to grow in toward his crack. He then put one
foot up on the chair and leaned forward a bit, showing me his ass trench. It
was incredible. It was full of dark hair, and he reached back, grabbed my
head, and forced it into his ass. "Get in there, Man. You like that ass,
dontcha? You like eatin' ass? Eat my ass. Here let me help you.", he said as
he climbed up on the chair, with his chest on the back of the chair, his
back arched, and his beautiful hairy ass pushed right up in the air. He
reached back and spread his cheeks nice and wide, and still I couldn't see
past his hair to his hole. "Find my hole, again. Use your tongue and find my
hot sweaty asshole. Go on, Dude. Get in there. You know you want to. Come on
Asslicker. Eat my ass good for me.", he instructed.

I put my hands on his calves, and leaned in to his spread ass, and buried my
face in it. I began searching for his hole, through the dark hairy ass
trench. ""Awwwww, yeeeeeah, that's it. Find that hole, Baby. Find that hole.
You can do it. Use that tongue to find my hole. Look at you with your face
buried in my hairy ass. I bet you've been dying for this, huh? Probably laid
in your bed at night fantasizing about eatin' my ass.", he said.

My cock was so hard I could barely stand it. As I found his hole, he let out
a groan, and ordered me to get in there deep. "That's what you wanted, isn't
it. You like have your face buried in a real man's ass, huh? You like the
taste of my sweaty asshole, right? Yeah, clean the sweat out of my hole,
man. Dig in there. Let me feel that tongue.", he instructed.

The further I burrowed into his ass, the harder I got. I felt like my nuts
were going to bust. "Man, stop for a second. I have an idea, he said. Turn
around and put your head in the seat of the chair.", he commanded. I turned
around so my back was against the front of the chair, and put my head back.
Anthony put his feet in the seat of the chair, and lowered his hot hairy
hole down onto my face. "How's that?", he asked. It was so fuckin' hot that
all I could get out was, "Mmmmmm". I had my tongue in his ass, and my nose
under his balls, and the two most beautiful balls I had ever seen resting on
my forehead. "Yeah, eat that hole man. Get in there good. Look at you with
my balls on your face, and your tongue up my asshole. How fuckin' sick is
that. Even bitches won't do this kinda shit man. Look at you. You're fuckin'
into it, too, aren't ya? I bet you're about to cum again. Are you gonna cum
again, while you eat my ass?", he asked.

"Uh huh.", I responded as I reached up and grabbed his hips and pulled his
ass down tight against my tongue, I felt my cock start to spasm again, and
my pants were once again flooded with a big load of cum. "Holy fuck! You
just came again, didn't ya?! Man, that's crazy!", he said.

As my orgasm subsided, he got off the chair and stood there looking down at
me. I was out of breath and my pants were soaked with my own cum. "That is
FUCKED UP, man! Looks like you needed this worse than I did. How does it
feel finally getting what you've been wanting all this time?", he asked. "It
was amazing...", I replied. "Yeah, I can sure tell you liked it. Listen, you
gotta get your shit cleaned up. I'm gonna go do my rounds, but I'll probably
be back later. That cool?", he asked. "Oh, hell yeah. I would LOVE that!", I
told him.

Anthony got dressed and looked at me. "Write your cell phone number down on
a piece of paper for me. I'll call you when I'm on my way back, so you can
be ready for me. Cool?", he said.

I wrote my cell phone number down, and he said, "I'll be back later. Dude,
you smell like my ass crack. You might want to take a shower or something.",
he smirked. "Or not.", I smirked back. "Suit yourself.", he chuckled, and
walked out. I did go shower, but not before sitting and rewinding in my mind
everything that had happened that night. This guy was hot, and his body was
incredible. I found myself wondering how long until he got back.