Date: Wed, 18 Oct 2006 11:40:16 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: Precinct Twenty-Three /pt-18

Precinct Twenty-Three /pt-18
REPERCUSSIONS

 Jake pulls his jeep into his parking garage, then dashes over to the
elevator where he rides up to the 12th floor. Pulling his door keys, he
runs down the hall and opens the door while calling Peaches' name.
There's no answer as he closes the door and checks each room
individually. When he gets to the bedroom, he is stomped as to where she
could be. The apt doesn't look to be out of order, which rules out any
forced abductions. Then he figured maybe she went back to her apt to pick
up a few things. Jake was just getting ready to turn and leave when
someone jumped him from the closet! The assailant was strong, and took
full advantage that Jake's ignorance to his presence by beating him
profusely with his fists.
 He slammed Jake upside the head, and threw him into the walls and
furniture. When Jake finally got a look at the guy who was attacking him,
he instantly recognized him as Bruce Gardner, -the Terminator! That was
just before Bruce clobbered him upside the head with the brunt end of a
gun, knocking Jake out cold.

 Jake slowly came to, tied naked on his back to his bed. His wrists were
bound over head to the head board, while his legs were tied over head and
spread eagle -his ankles tied by ropes to each corner of the bed post,
leaving his naked ass open and exposed. His mouth was gagged so he
couldn't scream or make any noise. He looked around the empty room,
wondering where his assailant was. He struggled against the ropes, trying
to force loose the tight knots holding him in place against his will. He
heard the toilet flush, then heard movement as Bruce came walking (naked)
into the bedroom.

"ah, you're awake." he smiled, smoking a cigarette. "I was afraid I'd
have to pour cold water on you." he said with amusement. "What's that?"
he asked, responding to Jake's groans. "You want me to fuck you?" he
asked, causing Jake's eyes to widen. "Hold your horses rookie, I will. I
promise! But first, I want you to know how much of a pain in the ass
you've been to me since I met you!"
 Jake watched as Bruce walked over to him, flicking his cigarette onto
the floor without putting it out as he reached for one of Jake's leather
belts. "You have no idea what kind of trouble you caused, do you? Before
you showed up, everything was in order. I had a stable job, a loving
family, and a fat bank account! Since you arrived, my family's gone,
Whitmen's wife gets raped, my son becomes a crack head prostitute, I lose
my house, my job, my money...," he stops to take a deep breath. "NOW do
you see what kind of trouble you brought into my life?" Jake struggled to
talk, struggled against the ropes, but Bruce wasn't interested in
conversing. He raised the belt, and brought it down hard on Jake's
exposed ass. The sound of leather slapping against naked flesh was loud,
it echoed off of the walls. The sting was even worse, as it penetrated
Jake's hide and shot up to his brain all within a split second. The strap
left a bright red mark across Jake's ass cheek, but was only the first of
many to come.

 Bruce went on a beating rampage as he whipped Jake's ass repeatedly,
leaving a frenzy of red whelps across his ass as tears rolled from the
young officer's shut eyes. After enjoying 10 minutes of extreme
punishment, Bruce's 9 inch cock started to grow with the anticipation of
fucking. He roughly jammed 3 thick fingers up Jake's tight hole,
fingering him brutally as he rammed them in and out fast. Soon the hole
began to moisten and lubricate on it's own. Bruce maneuvered himself
between his ex-partner's legs, and aimed his dick head up to the taut
anal lips. Jake tried to relax his anal muscles as he braced himself for
the rough entry, which Bruce did with one hard deep lounge. He plunged
his cock all the way up inside Jake's hole with a brutal thrust which
buried all 9 inches swiftly. Jake screamed into the gag as his hole
clamped down on the invading phallus. Bruce loved the power and control
he had over the handsome young buff cop, enjoying the his muffled scream
as his thick hard cock bored through his tight clenching anus!

 Instantly upon entry, Bruce realized the difference in the tightness of
Jake's asshole since the first time he fucked (raped) him. When he first
took Jake's virginity (back in chap-8), Jake was so tight that Bruce
thought he's rub the skin right off his cock. Now (while his pussy was
still tight) it was open, indicating that a lot of cocks had passed
through that hole since Gardner first penetrated it days ago! He wondered
how many cocks had fucked Jake's hole? Who had forced their big dicks up
his ass since his initial rape? How many of Tempest's men had taken the
white cop's pussy when they held him captive? Bruce imagined Jake's
anal-pussy mauled over as badly as Whitmen's wife -Crystal was in the
video Tempest and his men made of her rape. The thought of all those big
black "nigger cocks" ramming his straight all american asshole made his
dick throb! He asked Jake these very same questions while he fucked him,
knowing Jake couldn't answer with the gag still in place. He asked just
to torment him, to make him re-live his humiliation as his straight boy
anus was turned into a slutty girl's cunt! He could feel the remnants of
a load in Jake's hole right now! Someone had butt fucked him before he
came home! Bruce could feel the other man's cum load coating his cock
from the inside! "Who fucked you?" he asked, insistent. "Was it Cortez?
Myers? McConnell? Who creamed you before you left the station?"
 Jake was surprised to hear Bruce rattle off those names. Did that mean
that Cortez, Myers, and McConnell were "down like that?", or did it mean
that they were guys in Bruce's illegal clique? Jake was confident that
McConnell was clean, but one never knew for sure. He didn't know Cortez
or Myers as well, for all he knew they were as big a front as Bruce and
his boys. Knowing their reputations and then knowing their true
personalities made Jake skeptical of all the officers in the Precinct
(with the exception of Malik and McConnell).

"It doesn't matter! Whoever fucked this ass did a good job on it!" said
Gardner, thrusting in and out firmly with strong deep strokes. Jake could
feel the entire full length of his partner's cock as it squeezed in and
out of his ass. "He shot a nice load up in there too!" teased Gardner,
taunting Jake more. "I can feel his cum load all over my cock, making my
dick slicker! He shot a big load in you!" he laughed, holding down the
backs of Jake's thighs as he fucked harder. "Tell me, was it just one
guy? Or a group of Tempest's nigger brethren that planted your field?" he
hissed through grit teeth as he concentrated on the strokes. "I bet it
was more than one! I bet they all lined up to sample this pure lilly
white ass of yours, all of them eager to get their big black hard dicks
up some white man's ass!" Jake could feel Gardner's thrusts becoming more
erratic as he stared up at him through tear stained eyes. "Did Tempest
himself fuck you?" he asked, pumping harder into the delectable anal
pussy of his fellow officer. "Did he put that giant curved cock of his up
your ass and pound you until he came? I've heard rumors about his dick!
Hear that cane of his was formed after a mold of his very own cock! How
did it feel pounding your pussy, boy? Did it make you cum?"

 Jake didn't even bother to answer. He merely accepted Gardner's anal
assault, knowing it would be easier on himself if he just went along with
it. He couldn't have cared less what Gardner thought of him, or of who he
thinks fucked him! All Jake was really worried about was Peaches! He
hadn't seen hide nor hair of her since his return home, and was beginning
to think that Gardner had done something rather nefarious to her!
 His mind was wandering on thoughts of her, when he felt Gardner suddenly
shove his cock all the way up inside of him, -and hold it there. Jake's
eyes focused on his partner once again just as Gardner threw back his
head, and came a geyser of cum up Jake's tightly clenched buttock!
"AAAARRRRRHHHHH, YYYEEEAAAAAHH...!!" screamed the victory of a triumphant
man as his cock jumped and jerked inside his captive's ass, sending
streaks of hot boiling semen up into Jake's steaming innards! Jake meekly
accepted Bruce's cum offer, feeling his gut fill with the hot mass. Bruce
came hard, his muscular body shook and trembled weakly when his orgasm
hit. He had poured so much anger and frustration into this moment, that
he felt all his energy drain at the precise moment. Luckily Jake was
securely tied, or else Bruce would have had a serious fight on his hands.
A fight he feared he might not have won, otherwise.

 He kept his cock in Jake's ass long after his orgasm passed. He leaned
in over Jake's prone body, resting his weight on his forwarded arms as he
looked down into the face of his enemy. He could see the fear in Jake's
eyes. Jake had no idea what Gardner would do next, and that's just the
way Bruce wanted it!



PRECINCT-23
 It's complete and utter chaos at the station. Dozens of Tempest's men
(drug dealers and guardsmen) crowd the Precinct under arrest while
awaiting processing, 2 of them being Tempest's "stable girls" -15 y/o
-Jasmine, and 18 y/o -Sapphire. The police found them naked, running from
the back Tempest's burning building with nothing but stilettos and garter
belts on. They were apprehended, and placed in the back of a patty-wagon
with some of Temp's other captured men. Then they were all dragged down
to the Precinct where they are currently being "booked".
 Some of the police officers couldn't help but take certain "liberties"
with the 2 boy/girls, even after they covered their naked bodies with
blankets. While escorting the "girls" into the wagon, one of the
officer's stuck his nightstick up one of their exposed asses before
slamming the door on them. Some of them groped the girls, grabbing their
rather succulent looking breasts as they helped them out of the van or
into the building. When they took them downstairs to the holding tank
where they held several dozen men (some of which aren't included in the
gang violence going on on Ogontz and Drumming), they ripped the blankets
off the girls and threw them in (naked) with the boys. Jasmine and
Sapphire covered their breasts and penises in embarrassment, but none of
the men in the cell could take their eyes off them as they were quite
striking with full make-up and hair. The officers hadn't even closed the
doors fully when men started gathering around the girls, squeezing and
slapping their asses and pulling at their tits. The officers on guard
watched with grins as Jasmine and Sapphire were both roughly manhandled,
and forced to their knees. Rock hard dicks were shoved in their faces,
while their assholes were mauled by busy fingers. Each girl gave into her
fate (more familiar with gang bangs than the beatings they feared) as
they opened their mouths to accept one cock, while another pushed at
their anuses. Soon they were smack dab in the middle of an all out old
fashioned gang bang, while the cops watched from behind the safety of the
bars! Tempest had made his Stable Girls off limits to but just a few of
his more "important" men. Now the more common of the group gangs had
their hands on his women, shoving their dicks up the girl's asses for the
very first time as they invaded their orifices 2 at a time! Both girls
knew how to handle a crowd, Tempest kept them well versed in the art of
cock! They sucked, swallowed, and deep throated while their asses were
fucked raw and cummed in deeply! Each man that entered them, walked away
with his dick and balls completely satisfied. The fucking would last for
hours, with more and more arrestees pouring in every hour or more!



 Topside (on the main floor), Captain McConnell was trying to gain
control of his mad-house station! Arrestees and their lawyers, friends,
families, and media alike were filling the station like ants on parade.
McConnell made a brief statement to reporters, telling them that he'd
have "more information at the Mayor's conference" as soon as they got a
moment to breathe. But what he really meant, was that he needed to talk
to Mayor Edwards to find out first hand where he stood in all this mess,
and why 2 of his top aids Howards and Dunn) were saw leaving Tempest's
drug fortress just hours before all hell broke loose?
 He retired to his office, a huge migraine threatening to give him an
aneurysm. He went into his desk and pulled out a bottle of extra-strength
Excedrin, then popped 2 pills and downed them with bottled water!

"Captain...?" called officer Malik, popping his head into the capt's
office. "...David..., are you okay?" he asked concerned, closing the door
behind him.

"I'm fine, Malik." said McConnell, between sips of water. "Oh, and thanks
for finding me some clothes so quickly! I'd hate to think how
embarrassing it would've been to be on the 6-oclock news with my ass all
out to the camera!" smirked McConnell, referring to the ape attack he
nearly suffered.

"Well, I couldn't let everybody see what I'll be getting at home, could
I?" smiled Malik, mischievously.

"You ready to move in?" asked McConnell, walking to the edge of his desk.
"We could do it this weekend."

"Louis' funeral is this weekend. I..., I want to go that first." said
Malik.

"Mal..."

"I know what you're going to say..., but he deserves at least that. He
was a good kid!" insisted Malik. McConnell took a deep breath.

"You know the media will be there. And the family might not want the
police presence at the services. You could do more harm than good."
advised McConnell.

"Someone from the Precinct needs to acknowledge Louis, -and I think it
needs to be me." insisted Malik. McConnell crossed his arms, -he could
see he wasn't going to win this fight.

"Okay..., but I'm going with you! Just to make sure nothing happens.
-Okay?"

"Okay." smiled Malik.

"I'm going by the hospital to check up on officer Jackson's emergency
surgery..., want to come?" asked McConnell, grabbing his jacket.

"Yes." said Malik, concerned for the officer's health. To think, raped by
a Gorilla! How would one lived that kind of image down? "Have you heard
anything from officer Valentine since he left to go check in on his
girlfriend?" asked Malik, unaware that Peaches is really a man (they
never met).

"No." answered McConnell, grabbing his cell phone off his desk. "I'll
call him at his place while en-route to the hospital!"



SNYDER'S DRIVE
 Mercedes walked "the strip" (as it's more commonly known) in search of
her next "john". She'd just been kicked to the curb by Tempest Williams
(the "drug King") after he'd finished fucking her and Peaches up in
Peaches' crappy little apt. "Get yur ass out there on them streets and
make me some money, bitch!" were his exact words, -as she recalled them!
It'd been a hard knock life for Mercedes, she'd never had it easy.
Everything she owned had to be fought for by tooth and nail! She never
had anything handed to her on a silver platter, -like "that bitch"
Peaches! Peaches pretended to be from the streets, Pretended to have a
rough life, -but really, she's been Tempest's high paid HOE for years!
She had the best clothes, the best wigs, the best jewelry, even the best
cliental! Mercedes was tired of always getting the shitty end of the
stick! Rather he knew it or not, -Tempest's Empire was crumbling around
him brick by brick, and Mercedes saw no real reason to stay behind on
that sinking ship any longer!

 Meanwhile up in Peaches' apt, Tempest was well on his way to a second
orgasm. He held Peaches trapped in "spoon position", her legs scissor
open while he pumped his thick curved dick in and out of her clinging
boi'gina! Peaches grunted in girly groans with each thrust into her ass.
She wasn't really into the sex, as her heart was elsewhere with officer
Jake Valentine. But she gave her body up to Tempest, knowing his "pimp"
status over her. She was his property, to do with as he pleased. She knew
this going in. Getting out wouldn't be easy, -if at all possible.
 She felt Tempest's hands groping at her breasts from behind. He locked
his forearm about her neck, clenching her body close while he fucked her
deep. He see-sawed his dick in and out of her, feeling her flaming
anal-pussy sliding back and forth over his slick shift with ease. He'd
been fucking her for nearly 25 minutes, humping lazily until he felt his
balls begin to tighten in their huge hairy sack.

"AHHH..., shit yeah!" he called as he hammered his dick inward and came!
Peaches heard his grunts and manly pants for air as the cum shot out of
him. She felt his dick pulse with each spurt of semen he sent into her,
his thick curved manhood throbbing like a sore as it pumped fresh hot
sperm into her grove. He gripped her body tighter as he emptied his
essence into her womanly womb, his dick slowly dying as his balls
depleted it's cargo. He kissed her ear affectionately, then reached down
to feel for her hard dick.

"Yo..., what's wrong?" he asked, grabbing her limp meat.

"Nothing." whispered Peaches, grabbing his hand and moving it up to her
breasts.

"Why yur dick ain't hard?" questioned Tempest, his lips right by her ear.
"You didn't like the way I fucked you?"

"No..., no, it's not that!" said Peaches, thinking fast. She didn't want
to bruise Tempest's male ego. Every man likes to think he's the center of
the world when he's having sex, if he knew Peaches' mind was on another
man instead of him, Tempest would blow a fuse! "It's just..., I'm...,
scared."

"YOU, -scared?" chuckled Tempest. "What a HARD bitch like you got to be
scared of? I've seen you stare down a gun barrel! Ain't too many dudes as
tough as you are babee, believe that!" he complimented, much to Peaches'
surprise.

"I'm..., scared for YOU, Temp." she said, trying to sound convincing.

"Me?" he said, sounding shocked.

"Yeah. You've got the police after you, your drug house is on fire, most
of your men are captured or dead..., -what'r you gonna do when the
Terminator finally catches up with you?" she asked, trying to figure his
plan.

"Don't worry about me and the Terminator...," said Tempest, pulling his
dick from her ass as he got up from the bed. "...I'll do the same to him
that I did to his punk ass son..., fuck the shit out of him, then send
him on the streets to make my money!"

"Terminator ain't no push-over..., he's a bad cop with a lot of
resources! You shouldn't underestimate him!" warned Peaches, sitting up.

"What'r you, his fuckin FAN club?" asked Tempest, grabbing his trusty
cane from the corner. "It's ME that shouldn't be underestimated! I've
lived through enough traumas and adversities to drive any normal man
insane! I lived through a mother that died in child-birth! Evil
orphanages! Corrupt juvenile centers! Jail! Drug Lords! Gangs! Shootings!
Stabbings! You name it, I've BEATEN it!" yelled Tempest, his eyes growing
wild with excitement and rage! "I'll fuck every cop, politician, and drug
lord that stands in my way! Tempest Williams is on the RISE, babee! THAT,
you can take straight to the bank!"
 Peaches shuttered at his speech. She'd been hoping to appeal to his
fearful side, hoping to put his plans in doubt and make him go into
hiding, -leaving her free to run back to her police boyfriend. She
watched Tempest get down on one knee, and reach under her bed. He pulled
out a black leather briefcase, then pounced it down on her bed. "And
THIS, will help me start all over again!" he said, opening the case to
reveal the hundred thousand dollars he got from Gardner.



DOWNTOWN
 McConnell rang Jake's apartment again, getting the busy signal. When he
called the operator to break through the line for an emergency, she
replied that the phone was not in-use, and that was probably "off the
hook". This worried McConnell, as he also couldn't reach Jake by cell
phone neither. This resulted in him and Malik taking a detour from the
hospital, over to Jake's high rise apt in the city. "Stay here" ordered
McConnell, mindful of Malik's shoulder injury (from chap-12) as he made a
quick run across the street into Jake's apt building. He showed his badge
to the doorman, asking which floor did Jake Valentine live on. Then he
took a quick elevator ride up to the 12th floor.
 He knocked on the door, but received no answer. McConnell dialed Jake's
cell phone again, then put his ear up to the door to listen for the ring.
Sure enough, he heard the faint sound of Jake's cell phone go off,
indicating that something was not kosher about the situation!

 He twisted the doorknob, and much to his surprise, it opened. McConnell
drew his gun, then slowly, quietly crept inside. He made no noise as he
slowly tip-toed through the apt, taking his time to check every dark
corner before declaring the room "clear". When he got to the bedroom, he
peeked in to see officer Jake tied naked to the bed, -his legs strapped
peculiarly over his head (exposing his asshole).

"Jake..." whispered the Captain, getting Jake's attention. Jake peeked up
over his bare chest, catching McConnell's eye between his legs. He moaned
outwardly against the mouth gag which prevented him from speaking
outright. "Gardner..., is he here?" asked McConnell, stepping into the
room slowly. "MMMphhh...!" yelled Jake, his eyes looking wild and wide as
if trying to communicate verbally. "Shhh..., save your strength."
whispered McConnell, checking behind the bedroom door before moving
cautiously over towards the closet. "Where's Peaches? Is she here?" he
asked, looking back at Jake questionably while reaching for the closet
door handle. "MMMpphhh!!" yelled Jake, causing McConnell to be off guard
as Gardner burst through the closet doors and rushes the Captain with an
ole football tackle he learned from his days in college!
 McConnell hit the floor with the full weight of a naked officer Gardner
on top of him. The wind is instantly knocked from his lungs, as he
quickly suffers an array of bodily punches and assaults. Gardner pulls a
gun from his hip, then puts it against McConnell's head, causing the
fight to cease immediately. "Okay Bruce..., the ball's in your court now!
Don't do anything stupid, officer!"

"Too late for that, CAPTAIN!" yelled Gardner, stepping back a safe
distance while still holding the gun at head level.

"What do you want, Bruce?" asked McConnell, sensing a desperateness in
Gardner's actions. "Talk to me! What is this all about?"

"Don't try to use any of that police psychology on me, David! I know all
about the tricks they teach you in the Academy about handling dangerously
armed subjects!" snapped Gardner. "I ain't no rookie!"
 McConnell looked onto the bed at officer Valentine. With Jake's legs
tied up overhead, McConnell had a clear view of the young officer's
asshole! He could tell just by looking at it, that it'd been sexually
assaulted recently. The anal lips looked swollen and red with irritation.
The anus was wet and glossy, McConnell was sure he could see evidence of
semen dripping from the cracked opening.

"Strip!" ordered Gardner, breaking McConnell out of his thoughts.

"What?" asked McConnell, turning his attention back to Gardner. "Look
here, Bruce..., if you want a getaway car, or some ransom..."

"I said, STRIP!" repeated Gardner, cocking the shaft of the gun.
McConnell threw up his hands defensively, then reached for his belt
buckle. Jake watched with wide eyes as his Captain slowly removed ever
article of clothing from his person. "That's it..." smiled Gardner,
looking at the Captain's naked body with growing interests. "And don't
forget the gun strapped to your ankle! Remove it slowly!" reminded
Gardner, aware of McConnell's hiding spots. "Nice..., I see you keep in
shape." complimented Gardner, admiring the 50 year old Captain's physique
as he stood upright -naked.

"Now what?" asked McConnell, totally nude. Gardner threw McConnell a pair
of handcuffs.

"Put them on." he ordered. McConnell cuffed one wrist, then went for the
other. "Behind your back!" he added. McConnell paused, knowing that would
leave him even more at Gardner's mercy. Reluctantly, he did as he was
told, and cuffed the other arm behind his back. "Make it tight!"

"And now?" asked McConnell, following orders as he clicked the cuffs on
tighter.

"Get on the bed." ordered Gardner, directing McConnell as if in a stage
play. "I saw you admiring officer Jake's ass...," said Gardner, making
the Captain face Jake as he climbed up on his knees. "...now you get the
chance to FUCK one of your subordinates, -sir!"

"You're crazy, Bruce! I'll never do that!" swore McConnell. Gardner
climbed up on the bed behind him, putting the gun directly against
McConnell's temple.

"I may be crazy, but I'm also the man with the gun -David! Might do you
some good to remember that!" he whispered firmly into the Captain's ear.
McConnell sat silently, watching Jake watch him as Gardner greased his
left hand, then reached down around McConnell and grasped his limp dick.

"What the hell...??" shocked McConnell, not expecting the groping.

"Shut up and get hard!" demanded Gardner, stroking McConnell's dick,
trying to manipulate him into getting a hardon. After several strokes,
McConnell's dick remained soft. "Get it hard, asshole! Or I'll fuck his
ass with the kitchen's butcher knife!" threatened Gardner.

"I'm sorry..." said McConnell to Jake, closing his eyes to concentrate.
He mentally blocked out Gardner and the threat of a gun, and focused on
the feeling of the greased hand stroking up and down the length of his
dick. When that didn't work, he thought of Malik laying naked in his bed
when he gets home from work, and sure enough his dick slowly started to
swell and fatten in Gardner's hand. Soon his dick was standing at it's
full thick 9 and 1/2 mulatto inches. "Nice piece you have here Captain!"
said Gardner, looking down at it over McConnell's shoulder. "Ain't that a
nice piece there Jake? Can't wait to have this shoved up your ass, now
can you faggot?"
 Jake looked silently up at his partner and then at the Captain, who was
poised right between his spread legs. Gardner stroked the Captain's cock
until it was hard and stiff, then he pushed the Capt forward until his
dick head was touching Jake's anal lips. McConnell looked down, just as
his dick head sank into Jake's anus. Jake's eyes widened when he felt his
Captain's dick entering his ass. He knew the older man was at Gardner's
mercy, and had no choice but to do as he was told. But Jake couldn't help
but feel mixed emotions to having the handsome Captain in his ass.

"Like that, don't you Jake?" asked Gardner, tormenting the young 21 y/o
at every turn. Jake tensed, tightening his anal muscles involuntarily
around McConnell's cock, causing the Capt to stifle a groan. "Kid has a
great ass, don't he David? Like fucking an 18 y/o virgin! Let me tell
you, the first time I popped that straight cop butt cherry, I nearly came
after the first plunge!" With that, Gardner placed his hands on
McConnell's hips, and shoved him forward until he had every inch of his
thick mulatto cock rammed up the young officer's ass!

"UUUHHHHGGG!!" grunted Jake through the gag, feeling his Capt's cock head
punch into his inner wall.
 With McConnell's hands cuffed securely behind his back, he was helpless
to fight back and resist as Gardner guided his hips back and forth,
effectively making him fuck Jake against his will. Jake struggled against
the restraints, knowing it was useless. After a few moments, Gardner put
the gun back to McConnell's head and ordered him to "fuck!" Reluctantly
McConnell obeyed, pumping his hips and tentatively working his thick pole
in and out of the officer's ass. "Harder!" spat Gardner, wanting to see
Jake's ass ravaged not just fucked. With McConnell's hands cuffed, it was
hard for him to generate the kind of pounding Gardner wanted, but
McConnell was able to get a decent pump, driving his dick in and through
Jake's anal track with a steady pace.
 Jake looked up at McConnell, watching the Captain fuck him. He couldn't
help but notice how striking the older man's body was. At 50, McConnell
was indeed a good looking man. Jake noticed that right off from the
moment he started working on the force. But back then, he considered
himself strictly straight, and would never have admitted to finding
another man attractive. Now, having been put in this rather unusual
position, he found himself getting a hardon as the Capt stroked in and
out of him. Gardner stood back and watched, stroking his own cock with
one hand while pointing the gun with the other. He enjoyed watching the 2
men fuck, neither of them wanting to, but obviously liking it all the
same. Jake was such an all natural faggot, always denying his true
desires but finding them nevertheless. And McConnell, -Gardner was always
sure that the diamond do-gooder was never as pure as he seemed. He knew
deep down that McConnell was just as fucked up as the rest of them,
pretending to be all high and mighty while sitting behind his desk
barking orders! It was good seeing them both put in their places!

"That's it, you half raced mixed mutt! Fuck him! Shove your big nigger
cock up his ass! Come on, harder! Fuck him harder you fucking
zebra-ape!!" ordered Gardner, smacking McConnell on the ass.
 McConnell leaned in over Jake as far as he could go without losing his
balance. He braced himself on his knees, as he humped his hips back and
forth, sending his dick in even deeper.

"I'm sorry, son..." was all he could mutter between thrusts, hoping that
Jake understood that this was none of his doing despite the raging hardon
he possessed!
 Jake's dick grew completely hard under the rape, the head already
leaking pre-cum as the Captain fucked him at a nice steady rate.

"See, I knew you'd both get into it!" ranted Gardner, noticing
McConnell's deeper thrusts and Jake's boner. "You 2 faggots deserve each
other! And to think, it took THIS to bring you 2 idiots together! I guess
some good's come out of all this shit anyway, eh Jake? Unfortunately...,
this'll be the LAST fuck either of you'll enjoy!"
 McConnell continued to stroke in and out of Jake's incredible hole,
while trying to think of a way to get them out of this mess alive!
Gardner was a few feet away, standing beside the bed watching all the
action. That made it harder for McConnell to attack him, as it would take
a few extra second (which he couldn't spare) to reach Gardner without the
use of his hands. Even then, he'd be at a disadvantage, -Gardner had a
gun AND the use of both hands, he'd shoot them both dead before McConnell
could even get close enough to spit on him! That's when McConnell noticed
Jake's cock starting to throb between his legs. He looked into the
officer's panic stricken eyes, just as Jake's dick started erupting cum
all over his chest, stomach, and abdomen.

"Hot damn!" yelled Gardner, watching the fireworks! "You fucked the cream
right out of him McConnell! Told you the boy was a pure fag! He LOVES
getting hot cock up his tight white ass! Ain't that right, bitch?" asked
Gardner, watching Jake's body convulse from orgasm.
 Watching Jake cum on his plunging dick made McConnell's dick throb. He
could feel Jake's asshole pulsate on his boner, practically trying to
suck the pending cum from dick! Instinctively McConnell continued
thrusting straight through Jake's orgasm. The rhythmic pulsing of his
contracting colon easily sent McConnell over the edge. The older officer
came (despite the situation) with a heavy orgasm, shooting thick rich cum
into Jake's packed bowels!

"AARRRHHH..." he choked, trying to hole back a groan.

"Felt good, didn't it?" asked Gardner, climbing up onto the bed behind
McConnell. He pushed the man forward until he was laying chest to chest
on top of Jake, then shoved his pre-greased erection straight up into
McConnell's virgin asshole. McConnell screamed when he felt his asshole
pierced. Gardner's big thick 9 inch ivory cock pierced straight through
the tight tiny rectum, and bore deep into the actual colon. Gardner
grabbed McConnell's hips with both hands, and fucked him hard and strong.
McConnell struggled, but couldn't break free from the force of the fuck.
He'd never been penetrated before, and Gardner's huge hard dick bore
through him with all the ease and grace of an elephant in a China shop!
"I certainly hope you're enjoying this Captain..., cause I KNOW I am!"
laughed Gardner, thrusting wildly. McConnell grunted in serious pain and
agony, his face just inches below Jake's. Jake could see the wild like
expression on Gardner's face. He was truly a maniac as he thrust in and
out of the Captain's ass with hard, deep, penetrating strokes! Driving
his dick through his superior's ass with every intention of causing him
excruciating pain!

 Outside Jake's apt, Malik Jones gets off the elevator on the 12th floor.
He walks casually down the hallway until he reaches Jake's apt, and
notices the door is ajar. On alert, he pulls his weapon, and enterers
silently. In the back he can hear groans and grunts, the unmistakable
sound of sex. Cautiously Malik eased up to the bedroom door, to find a
naked Jake and McConnell tied and handcuffed, with Gardner kneeling
behind McConnell, -fucking him wildly up the ass!

"Freeze!" yelled Malik, steeping into the doorway pointing his gun.
 Gardner grabbed McConnell by the back of the neck, and pulled his torso
up until they were kneeling chest to back. Then he pointed his own gun up
to McConnell's head.

"Drop the gun, dickhead! Or I shoot the Captain's brains all over the
walls!" ordered Gardner, his hard cock still embedded up McConnell's
tight gripping muscular ass.
 Malik looked at McConnell, then dropped his gun immediately.

"Stupid fuck!" snarled Gardner, pointing the gun at Malik.

"NO!" screamed McConnell, thrusting his body backwards and sending he and
Gardner tumbling onto the floor at the foot of the bed. The gun fired,
the bullet just missing Malik as it embedded into the woodwork. Malik
rushed into the room, kicking the gun from Gardner's grip. Gardner shoved
McConnell aside, just as Malik jumped him. They tussled on the ground
until Gardner accidentally grabbed Malik's bullet womb, causing the 25
year old to scream in pain. Realizing he was injured, Gardner pressed
hard on the womb to gain control. That's when McConnell kicked him in the
face with his bare feet. Gardner toppled over onto his back, reaching for
Malik's gun. He and Malik struggled for the weapon, both stretching and
grasping it at the same time. They rolled together on the floor, both
determined to wrench it from the other.
 Just then, the gun went off!

"Malik!!" yelled McConnell, sitting up on the floor with his hands cuffed
behind his back. He looked at the mound of 2 bodies as they lay
motionless. they suddenly Gardner began to move. McConnell felt his heart
break at the thought of Malik being shot again! But it was  Gardner that
had been shot, as Malik rolled his heavy body up off of his own.
McConnell saw the bullet womb and gushing blood pouring from Gardner's
stomach. Malik...! Are you all right?" asked McConnell, trying to fight a
smile from creeping across his face.

"I'm..., I'm okay..." whispered Malik, sitting up and grabbing his sore
shoulder. He collected all the guns laying on the floor, then proceeded
to un-cuff McConnell. McConnell and Malik hugged briefly, then kissed
each other affectionately. Jake looked surprised as he watched the
Captain and another officer make out in front of him. After a minute or
so, they broke the kiss, and rushed over to free Jake.

"It's over, son!" smiled McConnell, taking off Jake's mouth gag as Malik
and he untied his ankles and wrists. Jake's body was in serious pain from
cramping in that position for so long, but he was glad to be alive as the
thanked to 2 officers. Outside, they could hear sirens as police had been
notified of gun shots in the building. "We'd better get dressed...,"
warned McConnell, knowing they would be hard pressed to explain why they
were all naked at a crime scene. "We have to get our stories straight...,
he added, reaching for his clothes. "We'll say we came in to find you
tied up and Gardner holding you hostage, and Malik here shot him in a
struggle! How's that?"
 Jake and Malik agreed to the cover-up, as Malik helped Jake get dressed.

"So..., you and McConnell...?" asked Jake, getting helped to get up off
the bed and stand up.

"Yeah." admitted Malik, shyly.

"That's cool. I never would've guessed that either one of you were..."
 McConnell and Malik looked at each other, but said nothing as they both
began to dress Jake.

"Where's that girlfriend of yours at?" asked McConnell, keeping an eye on
Gardner whom still lay bleeding on the floor.

"I..., I don't know... Sh...she was gone, when I got here..." answered
Jake, wondering where his woman was.