Date: Mon, 5 Mar 2007 03:02:21 EST
From: DogBone421@aol.com
Subject: "A Cops Worst Nightmare"  Part 2  (Adult friends)

The back of my patrol car quickly smells of booze. Small beads of sweat form
on my forehead and wetness soaks my underarms. Most comes from the heat in the
car but some can be attributed to my nerves. Trained to be the tuff guy
always, this situation was something I never thought I would be in. My mind went
over and over the events leading to this as I sat and watched the dark
countryside rush by me out the window. The big car engine roared as we drove faster and
faster. The driver took great joy in pushing the car to its limits. Brought
back to reality by the liquor bottle being put to my lips again, I drank this
time without being forced. My options were limited at this point and I gave in
and hoped the liquor would dull my thoughts. The guy beside me seemed happy
that I was giving up somewhat. As he tipped the bottle way up for me to get a
big swig, he offered a, "That's it officer, relax and drink up."
The liquid burned as it went down and a feeling of numbness slowly eased over
my body as I sat there. I had not drunk so much whiskey straight in a very
long time and its effects were coming over me fast. The driver gave a loud, "Yee
Haw," again as he floored the car for all it had. The poor engine gave all it
had as we drove faster down the deserted interstate. All too quickly he
shouted back, "Watch this and hold on mother fuckers"! Suddenly he slammed on the
brakes and the car pitched forward with such force we both slide off the seat.
We were propelled against the front seat and the partition that separated the
car. The tires roared and the car suddenly swerved sideways. We did a 360 in
the road as the car slide. The squealing tires sound was deafening. Sliding
sideways for a long period we slid off the shoulder and up the embankment. The
car jerked to a sudden stop almost tipping over.  I was slammed sideways
against the door with the other guy on top me. Even inside the closed car you could
smell burnt rubber. Through the window all I saw was dust and darkness. The
guy beside me screamed loudly and banged on the thick plastic glass behind the
driver. "You dumb Mother fucker, you trying to kill us all"? The driver seemed
taken back by his attitude and didn't say anything. Finding my gun in the
floorboards, he pointed it at his head. "You do something stupid like that again
Brad and I'll fucking kill you myself"!  We sat there for a few minutes
gaining our composure. My heart still racing I eased myself back into the seat. I
felt wetness around my wrists and knew the cuffs had dug deep. I now knew who
ran the show and who took the orders. Knowing how reckless these two were now,
I pondered my fate. Screaming loudly at Brad the guy beside me gave him
orders. "Now get us the fuck out of here, find us a motel or someplace to shack up
and don't FUCK UP again'! I could see spit fly from his mouth as he screamed
at him. Pointing the gun at the glass again he asked, "You understand"?
Babbling, Brad tried to offer an explanation but the other guy didn't want to hear
it. "Just get us the fuck back on the road"!
As the car slowly started to move again my hopes were dashed. I was praying
the car had suffered some kind of major damage, but that was not the case. The
underside of the car dragged and dropped hard a few times as we moved back on
the shoulder. I heard metal crumple under the back of the car as something
came off. As he floored the car again I heard the loud exhaust. The impact had
tore off the exhaust pipe and muffler. The harder he floored the car, the louder
it was. Banging on the partition he ranted, "See what you did now Mother
fucker, that sound is going to draw attention to us, you dump fuck"!
As we made our way down the road again things seemed to settle down between
them. Moving close to me again he mumbled, "He's a dumb hillbilly fuck, sorry
about that officer. You all right," he asked? Nodding I was, I turned to
looking out the dark window again. I didn't want to make eye contact anymore then I
had to at this point.  The shorts I had on were still open and had moved
lower on my hips after sliding out of the seat. Suddenly I felt the guy's fingers
at the waistband of my underwear. As he parted the tightness of my elastic
band I spoke up. "Please don't man." He hesitated for a second pulling his
fingers back out. He slowly rubbed the hair on my belly, as he looked me in the
eyes. "I'm not going to hurt you dude, promise you that. I just want to check
you out." Leaning right against my ear he spoke softly. "I haven't had sex in a
while. You and me are going to have some fun, no way out of that for you. If
you just relax and let this happen, it will go easier for you. The quicker you
give in and let this happen, the quicker your back home. No ones going to
know about this but you and me, well except for my buddy up front and no ones
going to believe a (speaking loudly again) "Dumb fuck" like him! So relax and
run that through your cop brain. I'm in control of your fate here, not you."
Pulling back slowly from me and looking in my eyes again, he tilted his head
in a way I knew was asking if I acknowledged what he said. I nodded my head
yes slowly as he smiled. "Good," escaped his mouth. His fingers dropped and
went to the top of my underwear again. As his fingers slowly opened the
tightness, he still looked me in the eyes. Not breaking eye contact, I felt his hand go
deep as he whispered, "That's it, just relax and enjoy." I sucked in a deep
breath as I felt him touch my privates. His ruff callused hand gripped my soft
cock and explored my shaft. His fingers traced the crown of my cock head. "
Nice," came from him as he explored further down. He cupped my ball sack and
seemed to weight my nuts. I felt his large index finger slipped under my raised
sack and explored the beginnings of my crack. I instantly jerked in resistance
as he spoke, "Easy fellow, I'm just checking out the merchandise."
His finger moved deeper till he found my hole. Rubbing the ring lightly for a
few seconds then he pulled his hand back out of my underwear. I watched as he
brought his finger to his noise and sniffed. `God dam, that smells like
cherry there officer"! He leaned forward fishing in the dark floorboards again for
the booze. Finding it he opened it again and told me to drink some more. "You
know what you have to do officer, its up to you now." I opened my lips as the
bottles opening hit my mouth. "Take a really big drink this time," he told me
as I swallowed. He didn't pull the bottle back and I was forced take in more
then I wanted. My mind still working somewhat, I worried I would suffer
alcohol poisoning drinking so much at once. But I managed to take enough for him to
pull the bottle back. He took a large swig as I coughed and gasped for breath.
The large bottle was almost empty when he put the cap back on it.
I saw some red taillights up ahead of us on the road. My heart beat faster as
I hoped somehow someone would notice us. Brad didn't slow down any and before
I knew it we were flying past the car. My head turned and looked at the
driver. We locked eyes for a split second and I prayed he saw the fear in my eyes.
But in the darkness of night I knew it was hopeless. My backseat companion put
his arm around my neck and pulled me close to him. "Relax officer and let the
booze do its magic," he spoke. His hand dropped from around my neck and
rubbed my upper chest.
We rode in silence for about 30 minutes. He continued to have his arm around
my neck the whole time. The large amount of liquor I had consumed was
beginning to takes it toll on me big time. I began to feel less threatened and more
relaxed. I found myself thinking I could talk my way out of this. Turning to
look at him I studied his face. He wasn't a bad looking guy and looked like a
person you could maybe reason with. As I watched him he turned to look at me. He
smiled and I couldn't help but smile back to him. He gave the top of my flat
top haircut a Dutch rub. "You're a sexy looking fucker," he said to me. "You
and me are going to have a lot of fun together." In drunken slowness I
answered his first statement with a, "You think so," before realizing that could be
taken for an answer for the second statement. Before I could counter that
twisted answer with something else he spoke again. "You ever been fucked by a guy
before officer"? Somewhat shocked by his words I was sobered up for a second.
With a definite tone I spoke low, "FUCK NO"! He smiled at me as I looked at
him to see his reaction. "Yeah I was the same way before I went to prison," he
countered. "Funny how prison changes a man. Makes a man do and learn to like
things he never thought was possible. You, I think will take to this like a
fish to water. Once you get past the first time, you will want more. Your dam
lucky you have someone like me to be your first. I'm going to be dam proud to be
the one to bust you in. Before this is over you'll be like me. Trust me
officer, I'll treat you right," he said with a devilish grin.
For some reason I wasn't as shocked about what he said as before. I guess the
booze was working or was this something I knew I had to face to survive. I
prayed someone would notice me missing. Call for me or wonder were I was. But I
knew that wouldn't happen. It was the weekend and I was off for two days.
My thoughts were interrupted as Brad yelled something. "Fuck Jake, were
loosing fuel it looks like to me. This gas gage was almost full when we got in, now
it's over half empty"! Jake went to screaming at Brad again, "I told you
mother fucker, see what happens when you fuck around. Now the gas tank is fucked
up! You need to pull off and find us some cheep out of the way place fast"! He
kicked the back of the drivers seat as we moved on down the highway. Focusing
on me again he leaned in my ear and whispered. "Besides, we need to get a
place don't we baby." He kissed my neck and the smell of booze was strong on his
breath. Biting my ear lobe lightly he asked, "Right baby"? Not hearing
anything from me he asked again but stunner, "Right man"? I hear myself answer
with a, "Yeah," as he pulls from the side of my head. "Knew you would come
around fucker. I'm going to tap your hole good for you officer," he says in my
face. "You will always remember me as the one who busted your cherry"! Smacking
my cheek lightly with his hand and smiling big he asked, you want me to be
your first don't you"? Suddenly the car swerves to the right and was headed down
an exit ramp. "Say's there's a motel not to far away Jake," Brad yelled.
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