Date: Mon, 08 Oct 2018 14:29:00 +0000
From: whipped@protonmail.com
Subject: Neighborhood Patrol

Categories:

Adult Youth/Authoritarian/Urination

This story is complete fiction. It is based on no real people and no real
events. You must be over eighteen to read and all characters are over
eighteen. It features urination, oral sex, and has elements of bdsm.

"Neighborhood Patrol"

For about six months, I had been part of the neighborhood watch. Once a
week, we spent all night long patrolling the neighborhood. I was almost
always partnered with my neighbor Dan Mitchell. He owned a local canning
plant.

My name is Patrick Myers and I worked at the local community college
teaching math when this occured. My wife was a lawyer or we could never
have afforded to live in that neighborhood.

I wasn't exactly hot. I had never been real athletic and was about 220 and
5'9 now. I had broad shoulders, though, and some muscle from lifting
weights. I also was proud that even at 48 I had thick brown hair. Not even
a hint of thinning or a bald spot.

This story, though, is about the night Dan couldn't come out on patrol with
me. Instead, he sent his son Danny.

Or rather, he had me pick up his son Danny and take him with me.

Danny was finishing a meet at ten o clock and the patrol was supposed to
start then. I was already going to be late just getting him from high
school.

When he got in, he was practically drenched in sweat and still in his
wrestling uniform. He said he was talking to friends and lost track of
time. Then his dad called screaming at him and he didn't want to take a
shower or change and get in more trouble.

I'm not gay, but even I could see why Danny was so popular.

He was eighteen and had short brown hair with sort of natural golden
highlights. I'd say he was 5'10 or a little taller. His body was that sort
of fit teen body you never have again after twenty or so. He had a super
compact midsection and his stomach and waist in general were tight and
toned. His thighs and arms were muscular and yet not huge bodybuilder
like. More normal arms, but with muscle just waiting to pop up if flexed.

At the moment, though, he reeked like a high school locker room.

The wrestling singlet also left nothing to the imagination. When he turned
and waved to some friends before getting in, I could see the outline of his
bubble butt and the crack. And the front...

Well, he was clearly packing serious heat down there.

The first three hours of patrol the kid barely talked. I kept the windows
rolled down to let some of his stink wash out. All he did was look down and
text someone from his phone. I also noticed him looking at a house
everytime we drove by and grabbing his crotch.

It was actually super blatant. I could see how hard he would get straight
through his singlet and he'd just reach down and adjust himself a little.

Finally, his phone died.

And that's when things changed.

The next time we drove by that house, he spoke.

He said, "Pull over."

I asked why and he just repeated himself.

Then he said, "When I tell you something, just do it."

His voice was both deeper than mine and still very boyish. I'm not sure
why, but I obeyed.

Then he said:

Friday night is my blowjob night. The girl in that house has huge ass
titties and a decent throat. She thinks she's in love with me so I can
treat her like total shit, you know what I mean?

He paused and waited for me to nod, then continued:

Sometimes I make her do nasty shit for me. I had her eat my ass once. It
was clean, but still all sweaty. I make her choke on my dick and tell her
if she loves me she'll swallow my nut and even my piss. I've trained the
bitch and now she lets me fuck her throat like pussy. Even when she throws
up, I don't stop.

He was rubbing his dick through the singlet as he talked and I admit I was
getting hard too. I could imagine some girl happy on her knees for him,
even as he got nasty.

He kept going:

I don't fuck her. I tell her I love her too much and want to wait, but I've
fucked her mom up the ass before. Her dad is a total pussy.

Danny pulled the straps of his uniform off his shoulder until the top of
the uniform was down.

Then he pulled the rest off in one quick move.

He was rock hard. His dick was probably close to eight inches and he had
thick balls too. Unlike me, he was uncircumcised and you could see the
extra skin even with his dick hard. The top of it was almost pouring
precum.

He reached down his right hand and rubbed his dickhead with his finger
until it was wet with the precum.

Then he held his finger out to me.

He said, "Taste me."

I shook my head and he slapped me hard across the face.

My first instinct was to punch him. I reached out to do it and he got me in
a headlock.

I bucked around in the car, but couldn't break free.

He very calmly continued:

Mr. Myers, you are what is known as a beta male. It doesn't make you a
faggot, but you exist to serve real men like me. That's it. I'm an alpha
male and I'm going to be your alpha from now on. Do you understand?

I caught my breath and realized there wasn't much I could do. The kid was
stronger than me. Tougher than me. I couldn't break his grip.

I nodded.

He lifted his wet finger to my mouth again and said, "Open."

I had never tasted precum before. Danny mostly tasted sweet. It wasn't bad.

He leaned close to my ear and said, "If you can behave, I'll let you go."

I said, "I'll behave."

He shook his head.

Then he said, "Show respect when you speak to me."

I nodded and said, "I'll obey, sir. Please let me go, sir."

A smile crossed his face. It lit up his eyes and everything.

He let me out of the hold and then grabbed me by the hair. He pulled my
head down to his crotch.

I knew that move. I had done it to a hundred girls. It was the "time to
suck my dick" move.

I never thought I'd be on the other end of it.

The first inch or two wasn't bad. I could taste the sweet taste of the
precum and salt from sweat and that was mostly it. His dick felt sort of
spongy hard in my mouth.

Then I guess I fucked up. I went down further and gagged.

He smacked me hard against the side of my head and said, "Watch your
fucking teeth."

This time, I covered them.

He held tight to my head, but let me do my own thing for about ten
minutes. I learned he'd moan when I ran my tongue under his foreskin and he
loved it when I went deeper.

Then he started breathing heavy. I realized I was hard.

Why was I hard?

And then he said, "Playtime over. I need to nut."

The grip on my head got tighter and he shoved it down.

I wretched and if I had eaten dinner I would have thrown up. I went from
sucking two or three inches of his dick to having all of it bashing into my
throat over and over. My lips would smash against his balls every stroke
and he'd wiggle it deep.

Every few strokes he'd hold my head down until I thought I was going to
pass out.

Then he'd say in a husky teenage voice, "Lick my nuts."

I'd snake my tongue out around his dick and lick his nuts with his cock
still buried in my throat. He'd groan.

Then he'd let me up.

When he came, I thought I was going to die.

He had been thrusting his hips up and down for what felt like hours as I
tried to keep myself from gagging and choking.

Then he said.."oh shit...oh shit..don't stop...ooo" and exploded.

His cum did not taste sweet. It tasted bitter. The first shot I tried
swallowing and by the second it was pouring out of my nose and the sides of
my mouth. Then he grabbed the back of my head and dragged it to his
balls. I started licking as he jerked two more shots out. They landed on
his chest and over the back of the seat somewhere.

He laughed when it was all over and said, "Use your tongue and clean it off
me."

I started by sucking his fingers as he held them out to me. Then I licked
the globs of cum off his pubes and balls. Then I sucked his softening dick
until the cum was gone off it.

Most of the cum left was on his chest and stomach.

His body was hard and virtually hairless. I tongued my way all around the
bottom of his belly first. Then I worked my way up. He had one thick glob
on his left nipple and I sucked it into my mouth for a second. His nipples
were tight and tiny and nothing like a girls.

He patted me on the head when I was done and said ,"Good boy. Now drive me
to the park so I can piss."

The park was closed at night, but we were the ones who patrolled it. I
pulled the car into the empty lot.

Danny got out of the car completely naked and walked over to my door. I
rolled the window down.

He said:

I'm going over to that tree because I need to take a piss. I'm going to
stand there until you get out of this car and crawl, on your hands and
knees, over to me, kiss and suck my feet and toes, and thank me for putting
you in your place. Do you understand?

I started to nod, but remembered what he said earlier.

I replied, "Yes, sir."

I knew I had to hurry. It was an empty park, but I didn't want to be caught
with a naked teenage boy and cum all over my car. And our patrol was ending
soon anyway. He was due back home and so was I.

I lowered myself to the dirt and crawled over to him. The tree was at least
a thousand feet away and I hadn't crawled like this since I was in the
military. My pants were probably ruined and my elbows were covered in dirt
and mud.

So were his feet. They were big, at least a size eleven, and he had a
little hair on his big toe. I pressed my lips to the left one, then the
right. I ran my tongue between each toe and sucked each in my mouth. They
smelled and tasted awful.

Then I said, "Thank you for putting me in my place, sir. Can we go?"

He shook his head and said, "Almost. I still need to piss. Lay on your back
and open your mouth."

I rolled over in the dirt. I remember thinking he must mean something else.

Then I looked up.

Danny had his legs spread wide and was standing over me. He pulled the skin
back on his dick and I could see his balls still bouncing from the move. He
really was in perfect shape.

Then it happened.

The first jet of piss went straight in my mouth. I gagged. It tasted salty
and disgusting. I closed my mouth and it sprayed all over my face.

He stopped the second he realized my mouth was closed.

He kicked me in the side of my stomach and said, "You need to keep your
mouth open and swallow every drop. Once you do, we are done. "

It took me about thirty seconds to do what he said. My throat felt bruised
from the throat fuck and the piss burned and tasted disgusting.

But he was the alpha. I had no doubt of that any longer.

I opened my mouth.

When his bladder had been emptied and his piss was filling my stomach, he
had me kneel and lick the last drop of piss out of his dick slit. Then he
took my car keys and told me to walk home.

I was hard the whole way.

I wouldn't see him again for another week.