Date: Sat, 27 Aug 2005 13:37:15 EDT
From: DogBone421@aol.com
Subject: "The Ex Con and The Cop" part 6

   When I got home I hit the sack and slept till around noon. I woke up
refreshed and feeling good about things.  I showered and got motivated and headed
out to get things done. It was a beautiful day, bright and sunny and I felt on
top the world. I thought of Mark and realized I was starting to enjoy our
relationship.  I picked some groceries and done some errands. I went back out
later to fill the truck up with gas when I saw him. I was stopped at a red light
when I saw a guy on motorcycle a couple car links ahead. The more I looked the
more I realized it was Dutch. Even from the backside I could see his strong
legs and solid back and knew it was he. The way the bike seat split his beefy
ass, made it look like two big melons in tight jeans. I again remembered how hot
he looked on a bike.  The light changed and it took me a couple lane changes
and speeding up to catch him. When I got beside him I honked my horn. He didn'
t look at first but when I did it again he noticed me. A quick hand in the air
and a nod came from him. When we got to the next light he slowed and stopped
a long distance from the vehicle in front of him to talk with me. I had the
windows down already so it made it easier for us to chat. He yelled and asked
how I was as he revved the cycle's engine. I told him I had made it thought the
long overtime hours and was feeling pretty good. He nodded and gave me the
thumps up sign. He asked if I had seen Mark lately and I told him I had spent the
night with him. He smiled a real devilish smile and nodded he understood. He
sat up off his cycle seat and grabbed his right ass cheek and crunched his
face like it was sore. "Have a good time," he asked? I know I blushed when I
answered "Yeah." He asked why I hadn't called him lately and I told him I had
been thinking about him. "I been thinking about you also," he yelled back.  He
revved the cycle again and asked if we could talk somewhere. I said sure where
ever he wanted. He told me to follow him as the light turned green. We made
our way down the road with me behind him. His butt looked so fucking hot it
made me horny just watching it.


      He pulled off into the local mall parking lot and we parked near the
rear of the lot. He got off his bike and came over to my truck. His crotch
looked huge as he walked. He took off his sunglasses, as he got close. "Hey Copper,"
 fancy meeting you here he said. I opened my truck door and got out and we
shook hands. "I saw you eyeing my crotch as I walked up," he said cocky. I
leaned against my truck and we shot the shit for a bit. We talked about the
weather, his job and his girl friend. He soon spoke up and asked how my relationship
with Mark was going. I shyly told him I was seeing him more often and that
things were good. I mentioned that our sex was a lot about Mark getting off, but
that I was ok with that. He folded his arms and commented,  "Mark always gets
what he wants". He asked if I had ever told him about the two of us getting
together. I told him that was always between us. He seamed happy to hear that.

   He then asked if I had some extra time today for him and I to get
together? I kind of hesitated in answering him. He reassured me that he knew I was
into Mark more but he needed some relief. I told him I wasn't sure if I should,
that I felt like I was betraying Mark. He moved close and leaned into me. He
softly pleaded his case for needing sex off me.  I stood and listened. I had to
admit I was turned on by his masculine smell and his presence so close to me.
He reminded me that Mark had allowed him to fuck me before. I had to agree
with that part as he talked. "You enjoyed me the last time we fucked right," he
offered. I answered I did. "Mark can get you anytime, I need you today." I
told him I wanted to help him out, but still I wasn't sure if I should. He said
he understood and backed off. I felt bad when I saw how he looked at me and
started to reconsider his offer. He scratched his nuts and kicked the ground as
we stood there. Suddenly he pulled his tee shirt off over his head, wiped his
chest with it and tucked it in his back pocket.  His great looking upper body
was beautiful in the bright sun. He started to flex his arms and told me to
feel how strong his bicep was. I stepped closer to him and felt his strong arm. "
Working construction all day makes a man hard". "Dutch, that's not far man,"
 I told him. "You're not playing far showing off to me." "Don't you want to
get fucked by me," he asked? I hesitated and asked,  "Mark never finds about
us"?  He moved close to me again and swore he never would say anything. "I
can't get you pregnant," he laughed. "There's no way he will ever know."  "
You can give up some of that to me with no worries," he said. I smiled, gave in
and nodded ok to him. His demeanor changed and he became cock sure as we
plotted our next move. He put his one arm against the cab of my truck and cupped
his balls and told me he couldn't wait to get me home. "My balls are blue," he
said! His girl friend was at her mothers all day and that we could go to his
place. He wanted to know if I wanted to ride over on the back of his bike and
leave my truck here. I agreed and we both got on the bike.


     He pulled out of the parking lot fast and hard. I had to hold his waist
tight to hang on. I could smell the strong scent of a man holding on to him as
we moved along fast. His warm back felt good against my chest as we drove. I
took a quick licked his back and it was very salty tasting. When I was sure no
was around us I would fondle his crotch and feel his cock. My fingers played
in the thick line of hair above his waistline that leads to his belly button.
I would slip my finger under the waistband of his pants and feel his thick
crotch hair. We rode for about 10 minutes till we hit a more rural area. We
turned off the main road and headed down a dirt road to a small house at the end of
the lane. His house was small with a large garage next to it. There was an
old truck parked in front of the garage. He parked the bike in the front yard
and we both got off. I could hear his dog in the background barking at us. He
headed for the front door, which surprised me at first. After he unlocked the
door he motioned for me to follow him in.


   Once inside my eyes had to adjust to the darkness. I asked Dutch right off
if we should have sex in his house? He assured me it was safe and that he
wanted to fuck in his own bed. Dutch asked if I wanted something to drink. I said
no as he disappeared.  I looked around the well-kept house and saw pictures
of him and his girl friend. One showed them hugging with Dutch's hand on the
girl's swollen belly. He came back into the room and saw me looking at them. "
Quit a looker isn't she," he asked me? I told him she was beautiful as she
was. "Man you two are going to have some beautiful kids," I said. He told me the
bedroom was back this way. I followed him down the small hall. Before we got
to their bedroom we pasted the room they had turned into a nursery. I stopped
and looked inside. It was painted bright blue and looked great. Dutch came up
behind me and said I could go on in if want. I walked in and checked out all
the baby furniture. He leaned against the doorway and looked like a proud dad
as I walked around. "My boy's room," he smiled. "You're having a boy," I
asked?  He nodded yeah as I said without thinking "It figures you're the type to
shoot boy swimmers."  He walked up behind me and started to rub my shoulders.
His hands were big and it felt so good. He bear hugged me from behind and
kissed the side of my neck. I felt weak in the knees as I enjoyed the attention
he was giving me. He slow humped against my ass as we stood there. I could feel
his cock getting hard as he moved against my butt.  "I got a hell of a load
for you," "Come on cop, let's you and I make our own baby," he said.


       He turned me around and walked me to their bedroom. Once inside he
closed the bedroom door and locked it.  He sat on the edge of the bed and started
to remove his construction boots. I walked over and got on my knees before
him to take them off for him. He was taken back at first but allowed me to
continue. I untied the large knots the strings had and pulled off each boot for
him. Mud crumbled on the floor under them as I placed them next to the bed. I
looked at him with lust as I took off his socks also. They were dirty and one had
a large hole at the big toe.  "Never had anyone do that for me before bud,"
he said. "Kind of nice," he also said low. "I've never done it for anybody
before, just wanted to for you" I answered. I stuffed his socks in the tops of
his warm feeling boots and my hands then went to rubbing his moist feet. My
eyes focused on the lump in his pants as I rubbed him. He enjoyed the attention
for a bit and then told me he was too horny for anymore and moved to stand.
He stood and his hand was at the front of his pants undoing the top of them. I
watched as he pulled his pants off one leg at a time. He threw them so they
landed on top the boots. His dirty white looking briefs were tented as he stood
before me. I knew what was in those briefs and couldn't wait to see it again.
I had to admire how great a built he had and my own cock stirred knowing I was
about to get fucked by him.


     He moved close to my face and I could smell his cock and balls. He
pushed his swelling cock against my lips as I sat on my knees in front of him.  He
grabbed my head and humped the underwear-covered cock against me. I could see
a small wet spot forming in the fabric at his cock tip.  "Go ahead and get
undressed," he said to me as he pulled away.  He turned and I watched him pull
the bed spread off the bed. It felt weird to me to be in their bedroom and know
we were going to do it here. "You sure its ok to fuck here Dutch," I asked? "I
'm sure," he said. He looked so perfect as he walked over to the blinds and
closed them. His hand was in the front of his jockeys slowly jerking on his
cock as he walked.   I sat on the side of his bed and untied my boots. The bed
really dipped when his big body got in beside me. He laid and watched me pull
off my pants and them my underwear. "Fuck man, you got a beautiful hole," came
from him as I bent down to remove my underwear from my legs. I know I blushed
and wanted to say Thanks but didn't. As I crawled in bed beside him he pulled
me close to him and started to nuzzle my neck. My cock went hard in a second
as we cuddled. I moved my hand inside his underwear and felt his hard cock.
His cock felt hot to my touch and he moaned in my ear as I caressed him there.
I gripped his shaft and began to slowly pump him. His foreskin moved back and
forth over his cock head as he let me do it. A puddle of liquid formed at the
tip. He moaned ever so low in his throat as I explored his cock. He reached
down and took off his briefs. I continued to slowly work his shaft as his hand
went between my legs. His fingers went behind my ball sack and rubbed my hole.
I moaned also as two fingers entered me. "Lets do this," came from him as he
moved so he was on top of me.


      He began to hump my hand as I held his shaft tight. Before I could even
react he placed his mouth against mine and parted my lips with his tongue. I
opened up and allowed him to explore my mouth. I had never kissed a guy before
and I was shocked at how much I enjoyed it. I began to suck his tongue and
enjoy the feel of it. I tasted his spit and enjoyed the fact that we were
sharing another of his body's fluids. It was kind of weird at first to feel razor
stubble around his lips but I soon learned to enjoy it. My cock was so hard it
throbbed. He pulled from me and looked me right in the eyes. "You OK" he
asked? I nodded yes and tried to catch my breath. "That's not your first time
kissing a guy, is it," he asked? I didn't answer but he knew it was. He gripped
my hard cock and squeezed my shaft tight and moved his hand up and down. I
arched my back to him it felt so intense.  He moved to the side of the bed and
opened the nightstand and got some lube out. "Mark still fucking you without a
rubber," he asked? I said yes as I watched him grease his shaft and crawled back
to me. His foreskin was behind the crown of his cock head and the pink head
shinned in the light. I opened my legs as he got on top of me and placed his
cock at my hole. He rubbed the head at my entrance and slowly worked it in. I
felt the whole shaft slide into me as he let his weight down on me. "Man your
still tight," he sighed. "Mark hasn't taken that away from you yet." He kissed
me some more as he slowly began to move his hips. He rose up from me and
said, "Mark's a lucky man you know that don't you," as we started to move
together. His crotch hair and balls were right against my butt cheeks each time he
slid back in me. His cock wasn't as long as Mark's but he had a fatter shaft.
He started to fuck me and we both began to moan. I whispered low in his ear to
fuck me as he made the bed squeak. He said as he fucked he had a
seven-day-old load in his balls I was getting. I had learned from Mark to know when a guy
was getting close to a nut and Dutch was there fast. I held him tight and
kissed his neck as I felt him start to twitch and slam against me hard and stop
moving. I could feel his cock pulse inside me and dump its load. He had two long
strong squirts and a series of smaller ones I could feel. As we lay together
in after glow I could feel the overflow of sperm dribble down my ass crack.


    As he pulled his cock from me I heard a "squish" sound and he rolled off
me. He lies back on the bed and put his arms behind his head. I dropped my
legs down and rested my back. I turned on my side and slowly moved closer to
him. I ran my fingers through his damp chest hair and moved my hand down to his
soft cock. His ball sack hung low on his thighs and his cock head had moved
back into his foreskin. My finger played with the rosebud tip of his cock head
and felt the slimy remands of sperm. I moved and laid my head on his chest and
listened to his heartbeat. His arm came down my back and rubbed me and worked
its way down over my hips. He moved his fingers between my cheeks and fingered
my wet hole. "You're really wet," he said as he kissed the top of my crew cut
head and hugged me. "Is that the kind of fuck you give Mark or was that
something between us," he asked me? I didn't want to answer that but knew I had
to. "You're a great fuck Dutch, that's the best I ever had," I told him.   He
seamed proud of me saying that and I could feel it in him. I felt bad inside
saying that knowing I was with Mark.  "You ever get scared out on patrol," he
asked? I answered that I had good training and most times knew how to handle
things. He hugged me to his side again and then patted my ass and said it was
time to get moving. I moved off him and he sat up and headed for the bedroom
door. His body shimmered as he walked from the light sweat that covered him.
Those beautiful globs of ass cheeks shifting from side to side as he moved.


     He opened the door and turned and looked at me. "You can jack yourself
off if you want, I'm going to hit the shower'. I said Thanks, but that I would
later. He moved out of the room and made his way to the bathroom. I eased
myself up and started to pull on my underwear. I noticed the wet spots on the
sheets we had made. I also noticed his underwear lying at the foot of the bed and
I reached for them. The cloth was damp in the crotch area as I examined them.
I pulled them to my face and smelled his strong manhood smell. I held the
shorts up and the large area where his cock and balls laid was stretched and
still took the shape of them. I wanted so bad to take them home with me so I laid
them with my pants. I walked down the hall in my underwear to the bathroom.
Dutch had started the shower and was just about to get in. "Want to join me,"
he asked with the shower curtain pulled open?  I said no thanks as he got in. I
pissed in the toilet as I listened to him start to sing! "There once was a
cop from Nantucket, who had such a sweet ass that I would fuck it"! He looked
out the curtain with his head-dripping wet and we both laughed as he humped the
plastic curtain. "It amazing how great a guy can feel when his balls are
emptied," Dutch added as he got back under the showerhead. I shook off the last
drops of piss and walked out. I explored their house as I waited for him to
finish. I soon heard the water being turned off and headed back for the bathroom.
He was drying himself as I stood at the doorway. His soft cock was shriveled up
and his two big nuts hung low in there sack. "I really need to thank you for
helping me out," Dutch said as he dried himself. "Guess I better get you back
to your truck," came from him as he dried his face. I nodded my head and
answered I should before Mark calls me or something.

      I walked back to his bedroom and Dutch was behind me. I went over to
pull on my pants as Dutch went to his dresser and got clean underwear out. I
watched him pull them on and looked down and saw the other pair he had been
warring on top my pants. "Dutch, can I ask you something you might think is weird,"
 I asked him? He turned and looked at me funny and said sure. I kind of
chocked on my words as I tried to ask. I looked at the floor and out came, "Can I
have the underwear you were warring"? He didn't say anything at first so I
went into defense mode. I started saying I wasn't a freak or anything, just
wanted to have something of his. He stopped me mid sentence by saying "Sure. Guess
the old lady wouldn't miss one pair." I was relieved and embarrassed at the
same time. He saw how I was reacting and walked over to me, put his arm around
my shoulders and calmed me down. "Its cool man, don't worry, I understand." "
You sure buddy," came from me quickly. "I do bud, it's a guy thing, you want
my scent don't you," he asked? I nodded yes and he smiled and said there
yours. "I don't know where they are,"  he offered as he looked over at the bed.
I held them up for him to see and he shook his head. He finished dressing
beside me, and we got ready to leave. When we both finished I stuffed his shorts
in my front pants pocket. The pocket bulged large and I was glad I asked for
them now. There was no way I could sneak them home without him noticing. He
patted the bulge they made and told me to remember him every time I smelled them.


    I followed him outside as he closed and locked the door. He got on him
motorcycle and I climbed on behind him. When I threw my leg over the seat I felt
some leakage and quickly tighten my asshole. "Wow" came from my lips. Dutch
looked over his shoulder and asked what was up? I leaned into his ear and
whispered, " Your boy's are trying to swim out." A wicked half smile came across
his lips and he started the cycle. I was in some ways sad when I saw my truck
come into view. I had really enjoyed my time with him and wondered when it
might happen again.


Sorry for the delay on this chapter guys. Thanks to everyone for the great
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