Date: Tue, 13 Oct 2020 18:57:53 +0000 (UTC)
From: dogbone421@aol.com
Subject: "Copping Around"  Chapter 10

"Copping Around"


Chapter 10


I paced back and forth slowly as I watched him interview the two guys who
had just fucked me. If I was a smoking man, I'd have inhaled half a pack of
cigarettes by the time he handed them back their ID's.  My police career
literally flashed before my eyes as I knew it would someday do, as I
waited. I had always envisioned my down fall ending in a way similar to
this. But I was more so inclined to thinking I'd be caught with my uniform
pants at my ankles with some redneck dude rutting away at my asshole. It
would be more expected, instead of being caught leaving a known escorts
motel while not even on duty. But honestly, in the grand skim of things,
this was just as bad. Naked from the waist up, damp with sweat and shacked
up in a room with two other guys in the afternoon. It didn't leave much to
anyone's imagination.

 Despite my nervousness, I took noticed of the officer and watched his body
language. Yeah, I knew the fucker! And of all the shitheads I could have
been caught by, he was one of the assholes I'd dreaded most. Pompous acting
and self-righteous, he was totally by the book. This would take all my
strength and conniving to escape from with my reputation intact!


I rehearsed over and over in my head what I was going to say when he
interviewed me. At least I knew police interview tactics and already
anticipated how he'd twist things around.  There was a thinking among us
law enforcement officers about being in this area or motel. One, this was
the last place you wanted to live and did so only because you were down on
your luck. Two, you were either selling or a drug addict that needed a
fix. Or three, you were a prostitute or looking for sex off one of them. I
certainly didn't fit anywhere in the first two categories so I knew my
defense had to go with the sexual one.

With the cop's hands on his hips, I watched the black guy spilling his guts
I'm sure. There was no reason to assume in his eyes we'd done anything
wrong other than having an afternoon fuck. Occasional he'd look my way as
the interrogation continued on. When he would look at the ground, the
butterflies in my stomach churned. My asshole also squeezed tighter but it
wasn't because I was seeded with his cum. Quickly the euphoria and the
pleasure, we all three had enjoyed was now gone.

Junior him-hawed around, looking at the sky and everything else as they
talked. When he finally looked at me, he shrugged his shoulders and bugged
his eyes out. Not totally understanding the severity of the situation for
me, he turned and cautiously gripped his crotch and hoisted it at me as he
smiled. I had to shake my head at his naiveness but respected the kid for
keeping things in prospective. After all, no matter what was to happen, we
all three still had just experienced man sex and emptied our nuts together.


As the black guy and Junior finished up, they were handed back their
driver's license. I watched them walked towards their garbage truck as they
looked my way with worry on their faces. As Junior hopped up in the
passenger side of the truck, he waved at me as he closed the door. The loud
sound of a large diesel engine roared thru the complex as it started. As
the truck pulled away, the asshole cop headed my way.


"Officer Kent, I knew that was your truck parked out here. I've seen it
here on numerous occasions. Of course, when I ran the plates, they came
back registered to you. What the fuck are you doing hanging out around here
anymore," he bellowed at me at as he approached?

Built like a bull and tall as a giraffe, he was defiantly intimating
looking. Some of us were hired on our outward appearance for intimidation
and he fit that bill perfectly. Decked out with body armor and a gun that
swung impressively on his hip, he was the epitome of law enforcement. Sweat
rings darkened the inter material on his uniform shirt and reminded me he
was only human like myself. I figured my best bet at this point was to
appeal to that side of him.

"I figure those two already told you what I was here doing, didn't they," I
answered as I pulled on my tee shirt?

"Well, I'd like to hear it from you," he shot back with a big grin on his
face.

"Listen John, I'm not on duty right now," I answered as I put my hand up to
shield my eyes from the bright sun. "I haven't done anything against the
law and I really don't want to say much more about why I am here. I know
you can't arrest me because we did nothing wrong. But I do know you can
make my life a living hell if you want to. So, I'm appealing to you as a
brother in law enforcement, to keep my sighting here between us both."

"Yeah, kinda figured you'd say something like that considering what I just
learned went on in that room behind you. According to that big black buck,
he's been laying the pipe to you, kind of regular like according to his
statement. And I don't mean a crack pipe either," he answered
sarcastically. "Asshole said you three came in contact at the bookstore
across the road a couple weeks ago. Swears you was looking black cock to
swing off the end of. I'd find that kind of hard to believe under normal
circumstances seeing how you're a man in blue sworn to uphold the law. But
nothing I see going on here falls under normal circumstances at this
point. Wouldn't you agree?"


"Well, maybe I did, maybe I didn't. There's no law saying you can't visit a
bookstore John. And right now, I don't have to answer any more than that,
now do I," I belted out at him as I headed for my truck door?

"Just from your appearance and the way your acting tells me all I need to
know," he quickly shot back. "Honestly I never took you for a guy who
wanted his fudge packed. But hell, your walking like you had a pipe stuck
up your ass. By the looks of that big fucker I figure all the cliches about
how big a black mans' hung is true. You can't lie to me and say you didn't
allow him up your god dam shitter not too long-ago Kent!"

I whipped around quickly and barked in his face. "What I do in my private
time is my business John! You know how hard it is to keep all this shit
together. I need this for relief from the pressure of being an officer. The
fucking stress is overwhelming at times, you know fucker. That coupled with
being into dudes sometimes is impossible man," I pleaded with him. "Have
some compassion John please. Being a cop is all I ever wanted to be and
do. Can you keep all that happened today to yourself," I pleaded?

He looked my square in the eyes and slowly nodded his head yes. "I
understand the pressure Kent, honest I do. But this isn't the way you
should be dealing with this shit. I got a wife at home who as you know is
knocked up. She hasn't wanted sex for months. You think I don't think about
cheating on her? But I haven't officer. You gotta stop hanging around this
shit hole area looking for comfort. Sooner or later someone else in the
department is going to find you here. I'll keep my mouth shut for now, but
you gotta work with me also," he said as he looked around.

"Sure John, I'll do whatever I have to do," I answered nervously.

"I gotta think on this man. I'll let you know my decision when I figure out
what's best for the situation and the force. For right now, get your
fucking ass out of here and don't come back to this establishment," he
barked at me!

 I watched him get in his patrol car and drive away before I turned and
opened my trucks door. I sat there for a few minutes nervously shaking my
hands as I wondered which way this was going to play out. It could go
either way at this point and that wasn't very comforting to me sitting
here. I crossed both my arms atop of the steering wheel and leaned my
forehead forward resting against them. I closed my eyes and shook my head
back and forth with regret. On the verge of crying, I suddenly heard a
voice at my drivers' door.

 "Hey dude, everything alright over here?"

As I turned to the voice beside me, I saw a young guy standing there
wearing dark green coveralls unzipped to his waist. A thick chest full of
dark hair showed between the open zipper indicating he was nude at least to
his waist. His coveralls were covered in dirty grease as well as his large
hands I noticed. Despite my serious onset of depression, I still tried
cautiously to see if he was wearing any underwear.

"Yeah, it's all good now," I answered back as I raised up and leaned back
in my seat. Frustrated, I let go with a deep sigh, "Just a
misunderstanding."

"That's good to hear," I heard from him as he stepped closer placing his
right arm atop my truck cab. "I'm a mechanic that works over at the salvage
yard behind here. Saw the commotion here and had to check things
out. Somethings always going down over here for sure. I'm on my lunch break
right now, Jack's my name," he said as he extended his hand to shake
mine. "I saw the officer talking with those other two and then you. I
thought someone surely was going to jail," he then laughed.

"Yeah, me too," I answered as I rubbed my hands together still high on
adrenaline from what just transpired.

"They make it hard for a guy like you to make a living I swear. I'm all for
allowing whoring to be legal. A dudes gotta be able to get a piece of ass
somewhere. Fucking fist just doesn't always cut it my friend," he
laughed. "So, any chance you got time to conduct some more business," he
asked?  "I've been watching you from afar hoping I'd get the chance to
partake of your services. The way those two fellers leave each time
laughing and smiling, I figure you're a solid piece of ass to pound. Gotta
confess I've been eyeing that tight little ass of yours each time you
leave. Makes my pecker stand tall fella."

I turned to look at him again and he had now placed his other hand inside
his coveralls and was gripping his junk suggestively. Despite the fact that
he was dirty and his hair was tousled atop his head, he was attractive in a
trashy way. When he smiled it was obvious, he was missing a few front
teeth.

"You've been doing some good business here for a while. First with that
white dude, then with those two in the garbage truck. Didn't take long to
figure out what's been happening in that motel room with all those guys. I
got maybe twenty dollars in my wallet and some change. I'm hoping that's
enough for a quick toss with you. Nothing fancy of course, just some quick
tailhole would suit me fine. My nuts are full of juice and I'll blow up the
tip of a condom heavily. You game man," he then asked?

I hesitated honestly. That voice in my head said no loudly. But I was
falling deep into a hole of depression and was trying to crawl out. At this
point it was useless for me to try and act like I wasn't literally whoring
around here. He was dead right about all he had observed. I looked hard at
him again as he now rubbed his hand over his hairy chest. I'd really gone
off the rails these last few months and realized it even more listening to
him sum up my actions here. With a "Fuck it," attitude quickly coming over
me, I threw all caution to the wind.

"You know what dude, why not," I said loudly. "Hell yeah, I'll let you fuck
me. Sounds exactly like what I need right now to forget my troubles. Hell,
it aint going make matters any worse that's for sure. You got any condoms
on you," I asked then?

"Nah man, figured a guy in your business would have that covered. But
honestly man, I'm clean. I'll pay more to fuck you unprotected. But I gotta
hit the teller if you wanta wait," he asked?

"I aint got that much time friend. I gotta get my ass out of here soon," I
said as I looked up and down the road to be sure John hadn't doubled back
to check on me. "Twenty dollars you say," I asked?

"Yeah, in my wallet. I'd really enjoy shooting my load up inside you. You
being a good-looking guy makes me even more horny. I know my cock aint as
big as that black dudes probably was, but it'll get the job done. I need to
hurry also, like I said, I'm on my lunch break. I'll make sure I bust my
nut quickly and we'll both get our asses out of here."

 I grabbed the door handle and it clicked open and then scooted myself out
of my seat. "It's your lucky day bro," I bellowed to him as I smiled.

He was right on my heels as I headed back to the motel room door. After
unlocking the door and us both stepping in, the scent of sex mixed with a
mildew odor filled the air. The bed was obviously disheveled with the sheet
and blanket on the floor.  Two pillows were still lodged tightly against
the headboard. Quickly he reached for his wallet and shuffled thru getting
his money together.

"You know what dude? This ones on the house today," I said as I pulled my
tee shirt over my head. "I already been fucked and nutted in by those two
as you'll soon find out. I can't charge you for used merchandise."

"No shit," he said as he grinned really widely! "I really appreciate this
man. If you want bro, swing by the garage sometimes, I'll check your old
truck engine over for free," he added as he then finished unzipping his
coveralls. "We could work out some action in trade if you wanta connect
again sometime. I rebuild engines all day and I'll hook you up if you need
some work done," he said as he stepped out of them?

	True to my thinking, he wasn't wearing any underwear. As he kicked
off his boots, the scent of hot feet filled the area. His balls and limp
cock hung down low nestled in a nice thick forest of hair. I loved his dark
tanned upper body that transformed to snow white from his waist down. He
left his dingy white crew cut socks on as we both approached the bed.

It was quick straight forward fuck between us with me laying on my back. It
was treated like the business arrangement that it was. I tried to fall into
a blank state of mind, just going with the flow of things. I mean, maybe
this was the way I should approach things going forward. No attachments,
just raw sex at its best.
 With him hell bent on just getting his nut, I focused only on giving him a
good ride. I grunted and moaned out loud, encouraging him on with every
thrust. The scent of dried sweat permeated from his body as I curled my
arms behind his neck and pulled him closer to me. I licked the salt off his
stubbled neck as he started a steady beat of rocking back and forth above
me. The mattress and bed squeaked in unison with his backward and forward
movement. As our fucking intensified, I caught the slight scent of gasoline
and motor oil filling my nostrils. My thick police thighs wrapped
aggressively around his skinny ass trying to pull his hard cock deeper into
me. Doing that caused him to begin to snort and moan in my ear. Within
minutes, he was adding his heavy load to the other two I'd already taken.

Without fanfare, he got up off me as soon as he shot his load. I admired
his lean damp muscular body one more time as he eased up off the edge of
the bed and headed for the bathroom. With the sound of a heavy piss stream
hitting the bowl water, I got up and started to dress. As I pulled on my
sweats once more, he turned the corner with his soft pecker flopping
around. It was the usual white guy length of about six inches when it was
hard. Thicker in girth then most swelled, it now looked like a wet noddle
flopping atop a low sack of two marbles.

"Boy I needed that," he said as he exhaled loudly. "Thanks for letting me
get at you natural like. Aint nothing better than skin on skin when it
comes to sex," he bragged. "Those other two fellers sure slicked the way
for me and made entry into you easier, that's for sure. But even with that,
you were way tighter than that crack-hoe who used to work this motel. She
was skanky as hell and her pussy was worn out long ago. I only partook of
her services a few times," he bragged. "You're defiantly way tighter than
her and prettier looking."

Turning towards me as he pulled on his coveralls he bragged again. "That
tight grip on my shaft really worked out a potent load I just pumped inside
you. It's been days since I jacked off. Hey, if you're in need of money or
just wants to fuck around again, like I said before, stop by the garage
around this time again," he said as he zipped up? "I can afford to go as
high as thirty dollars but that cuts into my drinking and smokes money," he
offered as he slipped on his boots. "I'm sure you could polish my knob for
a lot cheaper, right?"

"Yeah, sure thing," I answered back as I slipped my tee shirt over my head.

As I dropped off my room key, I said goodbye to the lady at the front
desk. I explained I'd broken off the relationship between those two
guys. "You and the black guy are no more," she asked with concern in her
voice? She expressed her sadness and told me she hated to loosed such a
good customer. "Come back and see me some time," was the last words she
spoke to me as I left.



Checking my phone for messages as I sat out front the motel, three popped
up from the black guy. He explained he was sorry he had to tell the officer
about us having sex together. Explaining he's worried his wife might find
out about what he's been doing behind her back now that the cop has his
information. He bowed out from connecting with me for a while. He wondered
if I had a safer place to connect other than the motel, then he hinted
about coming to my place? The intimacy could be much greater between us if
he could fuck me in my own bed. No rushing that way and we could have
longer deep fucking and seeding sessions. He could also shower afterwards
with the old lady no wiser. Makes much more sense. But whatever I decided,
for now he wanted to lay low for a bit. In his last text, he again bragged
about how well I was at taking him deep. "Most white dudes bitch about my
size," he wrote. "But not you brother. Text me back if you're still wanting
to provide me with relief. Hopefully, we'll be in touch soon."

 I took the news with a deep sigh, but shrugged my shoulders with
acceptance. Some of his thoughts rang true. I instantly texted back, "Sure,
I'm willing. I have to think on you coming to my house. Surely we can work
out something." After I pushed send, I took a deep breath and hoped for the
best. Hey at least I'd experienced a black guy, I thought to myself if it
didn't work out as I started my truck. I honestly knew as I backed out of
the parking space that no other guy would ever pierce my bowels and plant
his seed as deeply as he did. As a grin formed on my face, one way or
another I knew he'd be the subject of many a jackoff fantasy for years to
come for me.



Just a few feet from pulling in my driveway, my phone pinged with a new
message. In the back of my mind I was hoping it was good news from
someone. As I put the truck in park and turned off the engine, I grabbed my
phone. The message was from Junior and it was right to the point. "Doesn't
mean me and you can't still hang out buddy. He gave me your number so we
could continue to connect. I'm looking forward to splitting those ass
cheeks of yours again Saturday night. Text me dude!

I reached down and rubbed my cock as I said to myself, "God dam fucking
horny ass kid." As I got out, my cock swung heavier thinking of him as I
walked towards the garage door.

I went in that afternoon and did my tour. I swore before I left for work, I
was going to call in sick, but I didn't. I figured I was man enough to do
the deed, I should be man enough to face the consequences of my actions. I
wasn't ashamed of being gay at this point. It was more the humiliating
aspect that straight men had of a guy being a bottoming. Being seen as weak
in any way in law enforcement wasn't excepted. And nothing was seen as
weaker than being the one thumped into the mattress. I had heard
stories/rumors of how this went down in other departments when an officer
was caught with his pants down. Nothing good ever became of the outcome. I
knew the police union would not be of any help for me if things turned
nasty. Honestly, I was at the point of quitting the job that I
loved. Because I knew deep down, I'd never change.

Much to my surprise, things went as they normally did on shift tonight. No
one in the station whispered behind my back or treated me different. It was
obvious that so far John was a man of his word. All thru my shift, junior
texted me with pictures of his junk. The first few were pictures of him
hard, followed by some shots of him limp. One in particular showed him with
his piss slit gapped open titled, "This is where my cum squirts from me
into your guts bro."

A series of word texts were mixed among the pictures bragging about how
hard he was going to fuck my ass tomorrow night. In the quiet and loneness
of sitting in the patrol car, he got my blood to pumping faster with his
eagerness. Granted I was his senior by sixteen years or more, the kid was
staking his claim on my asshole. I had thought of blowing him off
originally when he suggested we start a sexual relationship on the
side. Now, I was beginning to think he could be a life saver.

When I got home from shift, I hit the bottle pretty hard. I sat around in
my jockey shorts feeling sorry for myself as I got shit faced
drunk. Sometime around 4 AM, I passed out on the sofa. When I awoke, the
sun was shining thru the blinds and it was well past noontime. My head
pounded and I needed to take a wicked piss. With two days off in a row, I
hoped I could clam my nerves by the time I went back to work Monday
afternoon. Sitting at the kitchen table, I drank my black coffee as I held
my head in my hand. I was a sad sack to be sure!

After about a half hour of self-pity, I grabbed my phone to check the news
of the day. Already Junior had texted me twice asking if we were still on
for this evening? I causally answered him back with a simple yes as I got
up to retrieve more coffee. Almost instantly he answered me back.

"I'm playing basketball with some guys right now. If you pick me up around
five, we can get this date going earlier. I'm usually horny as a buck in
heat after a good game. Pick me up at the high school courts."

I answered him that I would, followed by a return text from him saying,
"Bring lots of lube bro."

I laid around the house feeling sorry for myself till just before it was
time to pick him up. I did manage to shit, shower and shave for the kid
figuring I owed him a clean ass at least. As we agreed on before, I wore
only a tee shirt, minus underwear and shorts that were easy to slip
down. When I swung into the parking lot, I saw him standing with a bunch of
other guys his age. When he saw me, he broke rank from them and walked my
way as I pulled up. Wearing a sleeveless tank top that was soaked with
sweat, his hair was also plastered to his head. As I slowed my roll, he
reached for the door handle just as I stopped. Hopping in, he had a huge
grin on his face.

"Hey mother fucker, your looking good today. You already got my cocks
attention," he bragged as he reached for his seatbelt.

As I sped away, he leaned half out the window, waving to his friends and
yelling out the window, "I'm getting lucky tonight assholes. Good luck with
your fist."

As we moved away from them, he settled back in his seat and chattered away.

"I told my bros I was getting some pussy tonight," he bragged as he
adjusted his seat back to where he reclined more. "look at that, you
brought a blanket," he said perking up.

"Yeah Junior, I'm looking forward to this also," I answered back as I
grinned at him. "Figure you and I can really get to know each other better
tonight, one on one."



Spreading his legs wide, he made himself more at home. "Nice," was his
response as he nodded his head and reached over and rubbed my leg. "My
friends were trying to catch a glimpse of you man. Assholes are jealous as
fuck that I'm riding an older dude. Like I texted earlier, I'm horny as
fuck right now," he threw in as he adjusted his crotch. "Kinda want to
knock off a quick piece of ass while I'm on this adrenaline high I'm on
right now. You game to fuck right off? Said you knew of a few places we
could drop trouser and get our freak on?"

"Yep, sure am. I didn't get all cleaned up to just sit around talking," I
laughed. "I took a good shit and even shaved around my asshole for you. I
know a good place we can be discreet at," I said as I turned and drove the
truck towards the road along the river. The whole ten-minute drive there,
he talked about how good an arrangement this could be for the both of
us. Trying his best to convince me he and I should be
exclusive. Occasionally reaching over and rubbing my hairy exposed thigh,
he bragged again about his good fortune finding me. "Dude, I can go like
three four times a day. I can keep you well fucked if that's what you're
after."

Riding along the river road was calming and relaxing, especially with
another guy. I finally found the dirt road that cut off the gravel on and
turned down it. We snaked thru a thick grove of trees before I pulled off
in a small clearing. Beer cans and a make shift campfire ring surrounded
us.

"This looks like a good spot," I said to him as I put the truck in gear and
turned off the engine.

"Nice secluded place," he threw out as he opened his door and jumped out. I
grabbed the lube packets I had stuffed in the glove box before I opened my
door. He was already against a tree taking a piss.

"Figure I'd dump my bladder before I squirt in you," he nonchalantly said
as he looked my way. "How'd you know about this place," he asked?

I admired his high piss arch as I stepped deeper into the woods looking for
a suitable spot.  Quickly behind me I heard his footsteps on my
heels. Coming up to a large oak tree, I turned my head and yelled, "This
looks suitable."

"My old man and I would fish here when I was a kid," I spoke as I looked
around the area again. "Never thought I'd bring a guy here to fuck," I
chuckled as I turned and looked back. "He'd shit cement if he knew what I
was about to do here."

He stepped up to me with his cock and balls still hanging out. "Yeah, this
will do," he answered as he pulled his shorts to his knees. "So, I'm the
first guy who gets to tag you here," he asked?

"Guess your right about that," I answered as I reached out and gripped his
soft cock.

"Quite the honor," he said softly as I handled his junk. "See, this could
work between us." He quickly began to swell the minute I touched
him. Within seconds his shaft was standing tall as I ran my hand up and
down his firm shaft. His balls danced in his hanging sack as I did
that. This is point where my submissive nature kicks in automatically. No
longer wanting to be the man in charge, I passively step back and give him
control.

"You wanta blow job Junior or something better," I asked submissively as I
worked his shaft and looked him in the eyes?

"Let's get you bent over that tree stump over there for some asshole
action," he spoke with aggressiveness in his voice. "I want my boys
swimming in you right away. Lube me up you good-looking bitch so we can get
this going."

Once I coated his swelled cock with lubrication, we quickly moved towards
the tree stump. As I assumed my position, I put my ass up in the air. I
found the height to be almost perfect for us. He stepped behind me and
slowly slid my shorts just below my butt cheeks. My cock and balls were
still hidden behind the material of my shorts but low enough for
penetration from behind. Running both his hands over my butt cheeks, he
massaged them seductively. Of course, within seconds he was fiddling with
my pucker causing me to moan slightly. I still found it slightly
intimidating to have another guy exploring my most private place. Leaning
over my back, he whispered softly to me.

"Yeah man, that pussy needs my cock up inside there doesn't it? So fucking
firm and tight feeling tonight. We'll don't worry dude, I got you. I got a
nice load for you also. I didn't jerk off any since the last time I coated
the insides of your pussy. I wanted to save it for you bro."

With that said, he maneuvered his hard cock up between my exposed butt
cheeks. When he placed his cock against my pucker, he didn't hesitate. I
moaned out loud as he slipped into me instantly. Within seconds, the kids
nuts were moving up against my ass crack. Just as quickly, he went to
thrusting against my upturned ass with a vengeance.

"I'll make some good love to later on bro. But right now, I just gotta get
a nut," he grunted into my ear as I nodded my understanding. "I plan on
dicking you a few more times tonight," he sighed as he raised up off my
back and really started pile driving me. A steady sound of slap, slap
echoed thru the quiet surroundings around us. After a couple minutes of
letting the kid have his way with me, he tensed up and fired off inside
me. With each cum squirt, he moaned out loud. When he finally settled down,
he slowly withdrew himself.


"Holly fuck, did I need that," he breathed exhaustively as he stepped
back. I raised myself up fully and stretched the kinks out of my arms. I
pulled my shorts back up over my butt cheeks as I turned around. He was
covered in sweat again and taking another piss.

"Man, we're going to be great together," he said as he shook off the last
remaining drops of piss. "I drank way too much Gatorade during the
game. I'm pissing like a leaky hose. Hey, what you say we grab a pizza and
some beers," he said as he pulled his shorts back up.

We went to the local popular collage bar that was packed. Loud music filled
the joint and tons of collage aged people milled around. I wanted alcohol
badly and ordered us a pitcher of beer and a pizza. We hit it off good
sitting at a two-top table. He'd occasionally stare at me with those cute
puppy dog eyes and smile with a smile that reeked with lust. At one point
he leaned in close to my ear and expressed his feelings.

"Dude, I can't believe I'm here with you tonight. Its fucking hot as hell
for me to know my sperm is deep within you and I'm the only one who knows
it besides you. Hottest looking motherfucker in the room and he's carrying
my kid inside him," he bragged as he leaned back on his stool again and
took a big drink of beer. Winking at me as I shyly took his complement, he
smiled wickedly at me as he lightly touched my hand. With a goofy look on
his face, he leaned close to my face again and said a little too loudly, "I
sure wish we could make kids together."


Within a couple hours there I wasn't feeling any pain. He wanted to hit
another bar before I drove him to his place and I agreed. But with the
complements he threw at me at the table, I was horny as fuck for the kid. I
was all over him in the darkness of the parking lot. Thank goodness we'd
parked at the back of the lot and the parking lot lights were out
tonight. We were quickly making out like two teenagers in love. My groping
and rubbing his crotch sent his cock back to full hardness.

Without hesitation, I pulled his shorts low on his body and went for his
cock. Quickly lapping at his head, I was rewarded with slime already oozing
out his piss slit.

"You want it bitch," he egged me on from above? Nodding my head
affirmatively as I looked up him, he grabbed my head and moved it
aside. "God dam, you love my pecker don't you," he whispered ever so softly
in the closed cab? "Back off a little big guy so I can slip my shorts down
to my knees," he asked.

I watched as he eased up and slid them lower. His cock bobbed up like a
cork in water once it was free. Settling back in place, he spread his legs
wide and eased back against the door to give me more room. "There you go
man, suck that load out of my balls. Get you some strong younger man's seed
in your gut. But later in the back of that bed, I'm going to plant some
more from the other way up your pussy!"

I sucked on the kids nuts along with polishing his knob. I took my time and
savored the taste of him as his cock leaked snot like crazy. And I
memorized the scent of his crotch. His hands were all over my head and
upper shoulders as I learned everything about him below the belt.

"God dam, where did you get these big guns at," he mumbled above me as he
traced my muscles in my arms? "I could work out a hundred years and never
get arms this thick." Spreading his legs even wider he moaned loudly,
"Fucking muscled up dude like you down between my legs chowing down on my
junk is a dream come true."


I tried to finger his hole as I rubbed his taint, but he wasn't having
it. "Ah dude, don't ruin it by going there," he moaned. "My assholes off
limits," he uttered as I removed my finger. "Thanks for understanding man,"
he spoke as I concentrated again on his pecker head.  He rubbed my head
affectionately as I focused on getting him off. When he finally fired off
in my mouth, I took him as deeply in my throat as I could.

When we left the next bar, a couple hours later, I drove back to the
clearing we'd visited earlier. With the crickets chirping and the soothing
sound of the water rushing, I spread the blanket on the floor of my truck
bed. We sucked tongues and hugged each other for a while before we both
striped. I again took on the role of lubricating his shaft and my pucker
and he liked that. The moon was bright tonight and provided just enough
light for us to see each other as we eased up into the back. Laying on my
back, the kid crawled between my legs and began his assault. He fucked me
for a bit on my back and then had me turn over on my stomach. Flipping over
again after he'd tired from taking me from behind, he was hell bent to nut
me face to face. After fucking for about five more minutes, he squirted my
guts again. I looked up at the stars as the kid fired off comparing the
beauty of this moment to the heavens above us. With my legs still dangling
up in the air, I hugged the kid tightly.

We laid in afterglow with him hugged up tight against me rubbing my lower
belly. Kissing me every once in a while, the kid made me feel safe in his
arms. Our conversation slowly drifted to what happened at the motel
yesterday. I misspoke and expressed my sadness at not being able to connect
with the black guy again. His first instinct was to pull from me and lay
back on the truck bed. Placing both his arms behind his head, he then
rested his head in his palms.

"I will say that big black cock goes deeper in you then I ever will, he
said as he stared up at the night sky. "I get that. But it pisses me off
that he's busted his nut that deep in you and I'll never be able to."

"Listen Junior, you gotta see things from my prospective," I answered as I
turned on my side towards him. "For a bottom guy like me, that cock he's
sporting is the gold standard. Every guy like me lives to experience a cock
that thick and long. Now combine that with he's black, dude that's off the
chart lust. The fact that I'm allowing his to shoot his load in me is a
bonus on my part. To be with a guy like him and not take is not is
sacrilege on my part."

I found myself speaking with an upturned voice and my cock slowly came to
life again as I described my longing for him. Wiping the smile from my
face, I quickly tried to do some damage control.

"I just want to experience being with him some more. Nothing personal
Junior, I love having sex with you. I hope we can continue that more
often," I said as I rubbed his warm upper chest. "He wants to start coming
to my house to fuck. Tells me it will be safer that way and he and I can
spend more quality time getting to know each other better. Get more
intimate as he put it. The idea does appeal to me. I wanta get to know how
he makes love instead of just a quick pump and dump action. You think I'm
crazy to say yes? Is he trustworthy Junior?"

"Theo, hell yeah he's cool! He's really fond of you, I already know that,"
he answered as he turned to face me also. "You know he's married with four
kids so he's got something to loosed also. It's not just you who might have
worries about doing this. He loves to brag to me about how deep he slides
up in you. I think he tries to make me jealous. He really likes the way you
can handle his cock. He's already expressed to me that he wanted to start
stopping by your place after the motel incident. He's been looking for a
while for a steady once or twice a week guy to throw the cock to. Guess it
could work out great for the both of you. I know you want to be with him
again, I can tell. Guess what I'm trying to say is I can share you with
him.

But don't worry about connecting with him again," he quickly answered
back. "You'll defiantly be getting contacted by him again real soon. He
already said so to me. He told me yesterday you're his hottest video on his
amateur porn sight. It's amazing how many guys get into a black man
throwing the cock deeply to a white dude."


I sat up instantly in shock and screamed, "What the fuck did you just say?"

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