Date: Wed, 12 Dec 2007 04:07:09 EST
From: DogBone421@aol.com
Subject: "Give It Up Cop"  Part 7

Mike and I quickly fell into the routine he and I shared when we lived
together right after he and my sister split up. The one difference this time around
was that he had a place of his own. At first he and his brother were sharing
the apartment, but that didn't last long. His brother was a deadbeat who could
never keep a job. He never came up with his share of the rent, not even once.
Mike was fucked from day one with him around. He ran up the bills and moved
out without any notice. Mike had to use his child support money to keep himself
afloat. I knew when he told me they were going to share a place that it wasn't
going to last. But I kept my mouth shut to keep the peace.
Mike and I got together as much as we could. With him looking for a job and
myself on night work it didn't leave much time together for us. I started
working overtime to help him out with his bills. That involved me going in for 12
hours shifts that started at 7 pm. He decided mornings at his place were best.
He gave me a key to his apartment and when I got off patrol I would drive
over. Man I'm dog-tired after the shift ends on midnight patrol. Especially the
first week I start those hours. I have to wear my sunglasses when the sun rises
to shield the bight sunlight from my eyes. Working extra long hours didn't
help. I was moody and grouchier then ever.
So after shift I would drag my tired ass up those three flights of stair,
dressed in uniform and all to his apartment and let myself in. Mike was always
asleep, snoring loud enough to wake the neighbors. I'd strip down to my jockey
shorts and crawl in bed with him.  I'd have to push his big ass over most times
to make room for me. Sometimes he would wake up, most times he didn't. Sleep
always came fast for me and I was in la la land as soon as my head hit the
pillow.
When Mike would finally wake up hours later, I had to also. He always woke
with a piss hard-on and wanted to fuck. I was grumpy as hell most times when he
pulled my underwear low off my hips and mounted me from behind. The times I
would moan, "I'm too tired," he'd breathe in my ear, "Remember, this is what
you wanted." I'd quite down hearing those words and push back against his
invading cock. The bed would squeak and tap the wall as he nailed my ass. I
sometimes wondered if the neighbors knew what was going on between us. The cobwebs I
had from sleepiness were quickly gone by the time he was snorting in my ear.
Sometimes I just lie there and let him us me to get off, hoping to get back to
sleep. Other times we fucked like bunnies! Just depended on how tired I was.
After Mike would cum he would get up and take a long hard piss. Then he
started the coffee maker, turn on the TV loud and then hit the shower. Usually I
was so tired I fell back to sleep, other times I got up with him. I'd drive him
to job interviews and we'd get something to eat. I'd always say I was going
to lie back down, but most times I didn't. Those days I went onto shift
dragging my ass.
On the days I did pass back out, I'd sleep till late evening. I found a man
like me could sleep really well with his ass packed full of cum. Most times
Mike was gone when I woke up that late in the day. Usually on those days I'd
clean his place up some and gather his dirty cloths before I left. The dirty
cloths I would take to my place and wash.
I helped Mike out with catching his rent back up. 1000 dollars to be exact! I
wasn't ready for him to move back in with me and I didn't want him to lose
his place. I bought groceries, put gas in his truck and bought him beer. He was
grateful and treated me extra nice those weekends. A couple back rubs and he
even sat with his arm around my neck as we watched TV. Yeah we had to watch
whatever he wanted, but we were together. I loved taking care of him and he took
advantage of it as any man would. Him without a paycheck coming in, he didn't
have much choice. I paid for everything and he returned the favor by keeping
me happy in his bed. Now guy's I'm not stupid, not by any chance! I did what
I did because I wanted to.
Things were going fine for over three weeks when I started to noticed a
slight change in him. He started getting a little distant and grumpy. I thought
maybe we were spending too much time together, but I wanted to be around him. He
started talking about women to me again. You know the straight guy talk, "Dam
look at those tits," or, "Dam I'd fuck her," anytime he saw a woman on TV or
walking somewhere when we were together. I never really said anything when he
talked like that, but I felt jealous at times. I'd get quiet on him, pout.
Why do straight dudes think guys like me, the guy there fucking, would want to
hear about sex with a woman? No, I didn't expect to hear, "Nice ass on that
dude," I'd fuck him either. So anyways, like I said I noticed a change in him.
Then one afternoon we were riding around. He was extra quiet and out of the
blue he dropped the bombshell, "Would you mind if I still fucked around with
women sometimes?" I was at a loss for words, as he looked real serious. Were we
in the beginnings of a relationship or would we always be just fuck biddies I
wondered quickly? Not sure what he wanted to hear me say, I took the road of
less resistance.
"That's your call Mike. If you do, you know you need to start using a rubber
man. Like I said before, you don't want any more kids running around." I
stared out the windshield as I drove listening for his response. I could hear my
heart beat as I waited. Next thing I knew he punched my right shoulder hard as
guy's do and out came, "For you I will try to start doing that man! You're a
good piece of ass little brother, don't get me wrong. But a guy like me needs
to fuck a woman now and again. I'm glad your willing to share me."  Not
exactly what I wanted to hear, but I instantly saw a change in his mood. His leg
was tapping the floorboards and his eyes were doing overtime fucking every
woman we pasted. "I'd fuck that one, I'd fuck that one," over and over as we
pasted any woman who looked half descent. When we got back to his place he wanted
a blowjob bad. He fucked my mouth hard and made me gag when he pushed all the
way in my throat when he came. I wondered who he was thinking of as he held
my head and I swallowed.
That night while on patrol I drove past his place around 1 am. Yeah that
voice in my head started talking. Jealousy and insecurity reared its ugly head. I
breathed a sigh of relief when I saw his truck was in the parking lot. For
some reason I did the same thing the next night but this time it was gone. My
heart sunk and my mind started thinking bad things right away. I patrolled passed
three local red neck bars and his truck was parked in the last one. I planned
on sitting across the street and watching for him. But just my luck I
received a call and had to move on. I knew in my heart he was looking for a woman to
fuck. I just knew it!
That morning he didn't wake me. I slept right through till 2 pm. When I woke
up I scratched my head and wondered if we had fucked and I didn't remember it.
I squeezed my butt hole tight and didn't feel any soreness so I knew we hadn'
t. When I finally rolled myself out of bed, I took a piss and went looking
for him. He was in the living room watching TV. Scratching the top of my head
and yawning I walked out in my underwear. "Sorry man, I didn't hear you wake up
this morning. You want to fuck right now Mike," I asked him? Sucking on a
beer with his feet propped up on the coffee table he bragged, "Fucked me a chick
last night I found at the bar little brother. Maybe we knock off some ass
later. But right now I'm good. And I bought some rubbers just for you little man.
Check my pants pockets in the bedroom," he laughed.
You'd thought someone had kicked me in the nuts when he said all that. I
tried my best to keep my cool and walked back into the bedroom. I wanted to scream
and punch his lights out! Fucking women! Pissed off I knew I needed to hit
the shower, cool down and think things through. Before stripping off my
underwear I checked the pants pockets of the pair that was on the floor. True to his
words I found two unused rubbers that were stuffed in a back pocket. They
looked like the ones you would buy in a men's room vending machine. I threw them
against the wall as I cussed all women. Bringing it all into reality I took off
my shorts and hit the cold water. I swear if you could see me, steam would
have been coming off my body under the cold shower head. I knew it now; I couldn'
t keep him completely satisfied. I had that knot you get in your belly when you
're nervous and pissed. I was truly worried I had lost him already. Lets face
it, I was just a cum dump to him. A fuck buddy for sure. I didn't have much
time to fell sorry for myself before I heard Mike come into the room. I heard
the hopper seat hit the bowl. Next the smell that permutated the room instantly
told me he was taking a crap.
"God Dam dude, what crawled up your ass and died," I barked! "Ah fuck you
bitch, quit your whining," he answered laughing. "It's all part of being with, `
The Big Mike'!" "Could I at least get a courtesy flush man," I cried in
agony. Not hearing the toilet flush right away I begged, "Come on Mike, please!"

He did give in and finally flushed the john. I stood under the shower for a
few more minutes listening in silence. Finally as I was soaping my head he
spoke.
"You aint pissed off at me for not fucking you right away, are you" he
asked? Fuck, if he knew me at all he'd know I was pissed, hurt, sulking. Of course
the words that came out of my mouth were, "No man." As I rinsed off and
finished up he was still in the room with me. I turned off the water and drew the
curtain back. Mike was sitting on the toilet reading a tit magazine. We had
become like an old married couple when it came to bathroom duties. "You still
stink," I offered up as I reached over him to get a towel. "Smells like roses to
me fucker," he said back with a goofy smile!
As I dried my chest and then my head he watched me. With the towel over my
eyes drying my face I felt his hand reach between my butt cheeks. He just gently
fingered my hole as I stood there, looking up at me with big puppy dog eyes.
"You sure you aren't mad little bro? If you want I can fuck you right now,"
he offered. "My balls are kind of empty but I can still get it hard. I don't
want my little man pissed off at me." I lost all my anger when I looked into
those eyes. How could I stay mad at this guy the way he tries to make things
good? "Nah Mike I offered, I could use a rest back there anyways. You have been
drilling my ass everyday for over three weeks. I'm afraid to even fart when I'
m sitting in the patrol car seat you have me so loose!" He seemed happy
enough with that as he smacked my ass. "I have bored that hole out pretty good
little brother. A dog come sniffing around you, he'd know who you belong to. You'
ll never be that tight again for another dude!" Putting my wet foot on the
toilet seat between his spread legs, I rubbed his nuts and cock. As I dried my
leg I threw out, "Don't want another guy fucking me Mike, just you." Removing
my leg he grabbed my arm, "Your mine little brother!" He stayed on the toilet
dropping stink bombs and talking to me till I was done shaving.
Both of us finishing up he followed me out into the bedroom and lay on the
bed watching me get dressed. With his arms behind his head he looked me over
like I was a side of beef. As I pulled my uniforms pants on he commented on how
good they made my ass look. "I bet tons of chicks would love to crawl in bed
with you little fucker," he said. "You're a good looking guy, built. You get
lots of offers, he asked? I admitted I did get offers, but not as many as most
guys think. Pulling on my tee shirt he got cocky and offered, "If only they
knew I was riding your ass regular. Bet if them chicks knew that I was, I could
get some dam hot action my way! A Brahma bull like me riding a pig man's ass,
my brother in law's ass, Hot Dam! They'd be lining up for me!" He seemed to
think it was funny as he rubbed his crotch and humped his hips up off the bed
and laughed. I had heard enough talk about chicks for one day and his sense of
humor wasn't cutting it for me right now. I finished getting dressed and made
an excuse that I needed to hit the bank before it closed. I needed some time
away from him right now. My feelings were hurt and I wanted some time alone to
pout. Funny but I think he sensed that in me too.
That night as usual I went in early for overtime. I had promised Mike I would
give him 850 dollars to catch up his back child support. Please guys, no
lectures. If anything I was helping my nephews out and at the very least keeping
Mike out of family court. He promised to pay me back when he started working
again. I'm learning you have to deal with these kinds of things when you're
with a straight guy. Ex wives, kids, other woman. Sometimes work can get things
off your mind and I was hoping for that to happen tonight. But in all honesty
when I had a quiet moment I thought of us. The longer the night got, the more I
thought things through. I was leaning towards getting over my jealous
attitude and accepting him for what I always knew he was. I had to admit to myself I
was trying to change a man into something he wasn't. As I mentioned earlier in
the story, a leopard doesn't change his spots. I should and do know that,
especially in Mike's case. Shit I was turning into my sister with him! He's just
a straight guy who just needs someone to fuck. Me being his brother in law
just made it easier for him to get. So now I had to learn to except sharing him
with a bar fly now and then to keep him. I mean I'm the one thinking he's
husband material and maybe he still is. Mike was the one who needed convincing
that I was the best thing for him. As much as I hated to admit it, I loved the
big lug. Yeah I know, never thought you'd hear me say that! So I have to stand
by him and hope he will see how good we are together! Otherwise I'm going to
loose him and I don't want that just yet.
As if my day hadn't been bad enough, my patrol car broke down late in the
morning hours. The fucking transmission on this Crown Victory has been giving me
problems for a long time. Tonight it went out completely. The car smelled of
burnt transmission fluid as I sat along side the road. Having to wait nearly 30
minutes for the motor pool tow truck, I used the down time to catch up on
paperwork.  It was a slow night for patrolling so it couldn't of happened on a
better night if it had to happen. Before long behind me I saw the yellow
flashing lights of a tow truck pull in behind me. As the driver got out, looking in
my rearview mirror I saw it was Jimmy. Of all nights to break down and Jimmy
was the one to show up.
Jimmy was one of our tow truck drivers. He was a skinny country guy who was a
hell of a mechanic. Always wore dirty coveralls and his hands were greasy. He
loved being around Police officers. You know guys like that. Yeah Jimmy was
gay, but like me he hide it well. He loved uniforms and the guys in them. In a
week moment I had fucked him once before. Yeah guys, believe it or not I can
fuck! As I dropped the power window he was all teeth!

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