Date: Sun, 21 Feb 2010 18:20:20 -0500
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the precinct II / pt 14

Reader's Note: this story line is a sequel to PRECTINCT TWENTY-THREE (1st
series) in Nifty.org Jan-2007 gay/authoritarian section, and its spin-off
sister story THE HOLE in the Nov-2008 section of the same category. Please
read those two stories in their entirety, starting with Precinct-23 first
in order to get the full understanding of the characters. --DOGG]
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THE PRECINCT II -pt-14
Title: DECEPTIONS

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-1<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

JEREMIAH UNIVERSITY

	52 year old David McConnell took the lengthy drive from
Philadelphia to Jeremiah University, a predominately black college in
Minnesota Maryland. He spoke to the Dean Of Boys, discussing the grades of
his son Elliott McConnell. David was surprised to learn that Elliott had
dropped out of school after only his first year, and had been living on
campus in one of the frat houses illegally. As a former student, he no
longer had the right to reside on campus. When he was finally discovered (2
years later), he was immediately escorted off of the premises by security.
	McConnell left the Dean's office feeling more confused than
ever. He walked back to his car, driving aimlessly around campus until he
happened upon the frat house his son stayed in illegally for 2
years. McConnell felt compelled to stop as he got out of the car and stared
up at the house, wondering what had possessed his son?

"Hi..., can I help you...?" asked one of the college guys (a tall dark skin
jock that McConnell assumed was probably a basketball player), coming out
of the house.

"I uh..., I don't know..." said McConnell, unsure how the student could
help. "Do you live here...?"

"Yup!"

"How long have you lived here...?" asked McConnell, his years in authority
coming across heavier than he imagined.

"About 4 years..." said the student, curiously.

"Do you remember a former student that used to reside here named Elliott
McConnell...?" asked the police captain, pulling out a small wallet sized
picture of his son alone.

"El...?" said the student, obviously recognizing the picture. "...yeah...,
he lived here for 2 years!" he said, handing it back.

"Yeah..., so I've gathered..." said McConnell, stuffing the picture back in
his wallet. "...what I don't understand is why a guy who was no longer
affiliated with the college got to live in one of its on campus
fraternities...? It's obvious that he was no longer a student...! So why
was he allowed to stay here so long...?"

"Who're you..., police...?" inquired the boy.

"I'm..., investigating..." said McConnell, deciding not to reveal his
relationship with his son.

"Is he in any trouble...?" asked the student, concerned.

"How well did you know Elliott...?" asked McConnell, ignoring the question.

"Pretty well..." said the guy, folding his arms across his chest
defensively.

"How well...?" asked McConnell.
	The student looked around nervously, making sure no one was within
ear shot.

"Look..., we didn't do anything illegal..."
	McConnell felt a cold chill run up his spine as he waited for the
guy to continue. "It was all in good fun, really...!"

"What was...?" asked McConnell.

"Before I answer..., can you assure me that nothing will happen to me or to
my frat brothers...?"

"Nothing like what...?" asked McConnell curiously, his nerves starting to
get the better of him.

"Like..., no legal charges...!" said the boy. "I'd really hate to see some
promising careers go down the drain because of a little fun...!"

"I promise!" said McConnell, just wanting to know what happened.
	The student looked around, then moved in closer...

"What do you want to know...?"

"Why was Elliott allowed to stay here on campus when he was no longer a
student here...? It's obviously against the school's policies...!"

"Elliott paid his dues to live here..." said the guy, vaguely.

"He paid money to live here...?" asked McConnell, curiously.

"Not money..." said the guy nervously, taking a deep breath. "...he
paid..., sexually!"

"Sexually...??!?" asked McConnell, flabbergasted.


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

AIRPORT

	DMoney sat in Pooh's large black SUV, waiting at the arrival's gate
as his wife (Dedra) went in to look for their boss. Money watched people
come out of the airport, hugging family and loved ones before packing their
belongings in their cars and cabs and pulling off. While most people
scurried about with their own lives, Money sat in the car worrying about
his own. He never pictured himself to be where he was; being some big man's
bitch. It was a crushing blow to not only watch another man fuck his wife,
but to also be on the receiving end of his dick as well. Money hated
himself for allowing himself to be put in such a position. With the recent
fucking from Kane fresh on his mind (last chap), he felt more lost than
ever.
	He remembered vividly as Kane fucked him (on his back) on the
couch, dumping a heavy load in his ass. He remembered Kane yelling
something, then falling forward on top of him. With the Sextasy still
coursing through him, Money still felt extremely horny and wanted more
dick. He remembered pushing Kane backwards on the sofa, pushing him down on
his back as he got up on top. Lost in lust Money reinserted Kane's rubbery
dick, and began fucking himself with it. "Damn..., you one hot bitch
aintch'a baby...?" laughed Kane, looking amused as Money went into hyper
drive.

	Money blushed with embarrassment as he recalled fucking himself
atop Kane's dick, riding the muscled con until his dick grew rock hard once
again in his ass. He hated the smug look of superiority on Kane's face as
he looked up at him, calling him names and making fun of his horny state.
	Kane threatened to call in his boiz, teenagers from the projects
who could help tag his ass and feed the craving in his gut, but Money was
grateful that he didn't. Instead Kane spent the rest of the evening butt
fucking him, taking him in many demeaning positions and dumping up to 4
loads in his ass. By the time Money finally left Kane's apartment, he'd
felt like someone had thrown him down an elevator shaft. He wondered if
people hanging outside the project building knew by the funny way he
walked, that Kane had tapped his ass in his apartment? He got into Pooh's
truck as fast as possible, and got the hell out of there before anyone
could put two and two together!

"Dwayne...!" yelled Money's wife Dedra, snapping him out of his
daydream. Money looked over towards the airport arrivals exit to see Dedra
coming his way with Pooh and Peaches walking in tow. "You're never going to
believe this...!" she said, beaming from ear to ear.
	Money tried to push out the thoughts in his head as he focused on
the 3some as they neared the car. When Peaches reached the passenger's side
door, she raised her left hand...

"I's married now...!" she shouted, showing off her diamond wedding ring.


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-3<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

PIEDMONT PENITENTARY

	30 year old Rodney Ellis drove up the lone road leading toward
Valley Forge's Piedmont Penitentiary. He felt butterflies in his stomach,
hating the place his father (former warden Dennis Ellis) currently resided,
behind bars of his own prison slum.
	He parked his car in the visitor's lot, then made his way into the
visitor's center where he was body searched by guards like any other
visitor. He walked into the center and found himself a seat. He had no idea
what to expect from his father. He felt his nerves come full circle when
the gated door to the prison's section opened, and in poured the inmates,
all walking towards their loved ones. Ellis saw his father (the last man to
enter the room) in his distinctive orange prison jumpsuit with fresh cuts
and bruises about his eye, lips, and jaw.

"Dad...!" he yelled, jumping to his feet as the prison guards kept a close
eye. "What happened to you...??! Did the guards see this...??!! Did yall
see who did this to him...???!" he asked out loud, demanding answers.

"Calm down, Rodney...!" said Ellis, motioning for his son to sit. "Sit down
and get a hold of yourself!"
	Reluctantly Rodney did as his father said, taking a seat at the
table he selected. Ellis took a seat opposite his son, trying to act as
regal as always.

"Dad..., are they beating you...?" asked Rodney concerned, noticing old
scared hidden under a batch of new bruises. "Did the inmates do this..., or
the guards...?!"

"The guards don't dare touch me!" said Ellis sternly, leaving Rodney's
deepest fears realized.

"You need to be moved into protective custody!" said Rodney. "I'll talk to
the Warden..., he HAS to know what a target a former warden would be to
inmates!"

"He knows, son..., trust me!"

"Then we need to talk to your lawyer...! He needs to know what's going on
in here...!" argued Rodney, wanting to see justice for his father.

"They ALL know what's going on Rodney..., grow up! I'm the city's biggest
villain at the moment...! They're not trying to help me in any way!" said
Ellis, sternly. "Now tell me..., have you completed your task...?"

"Yes..." answered Rodney, confidently. "...I've graduated the Academy and
got assigned to Precinct Twenty Three, just like we planned!"

"Great! And have you met with McConnell yet...?"

"He nearly shit his pants when I walked in and told him that I knew he was
your bitch back on the Force! I honestly think he didn't know anyone knew!"
laughed Rodney.

"Of course not..." said Ellis, wishing he could have seen McConnell's
face. "...who would believe that the police captain of one of the city's
most dangerous neighborhood Precinct's would have been someone's butt bitch
at one point? He was probably ready to die when you told him you knew his
private shame! So..., how have you started working it against him...?"

"Well...I, uh..." hesitated Rodney, having actually done nothing yet to
expose McConnell dirty laundry.

"Tell me you've blackmailed him into some compromising position...! Or that
you've threatened him into sucking your dick or that you've taken up
fucking him where I left off! --Something other than just giving him evil
looks!" yelled Ellis, angry that his son might be slacking.

"I'm..., I'm waiting for the right moment when the time feels right..."
said Rodney, unsure what he was planning.

"You're such a disappointment to me!" shouted Ellis, getting the attention
of everyone in the room. "Do you have any idea what I'm going through in
this fucking hellhole...?!" asked Ellis angrily, the guards becoming alert
as his voice raised higher. "I've been threatened, beaten and raped...!
Fucked day and night by these...these..., --animals!! I've had guys take
turns holding me down and butt fucking me from both ends at once! Do you
have any idea how degrading that is...? Do you have any iota what so
ever...?! What that kind of things that does to a man in my position...??!
And it's all because of David McConnell! He's the one that sent his
undercover officers in here to spy on me! If it weren't for him, I wouldn't
be here now! My only consoling thought while I'm being held down and fucked
against my will is that HE TOO would soon know how it feels to be
publically humiliated when people finally knew what a little bitch he is!
Now you take your ass back to that Precinct and you do whatever you have to
do to bring him down! Do it..., or you're no long any son of mine!!" yelled
Ellis, getting up from his seat as he voluntarily walked out of the
visitor's center before his time was up.
	Rodney Ellis was visibly shaken but held back his emotions until he
made his way out to his car. Once he was safely outside, he punched his
fist straight through the divers' side window, shattering it to pieces.


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-4<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

Precinct-23

	Police captain David McConnell sat behind his desk, his head in his
hands as his world came crashing to an end. How could he have been so wrong
about his son Elliott? The things he heard were horrific, no father alive
would ever want to hear about their son.
	He was in total despair when detective Jones knocked on his door...

"Captain...?" said Malik, sticking his head in. "...can you talk, sir...?"

"eh...? Oh, Malik..., yes..., come in..." said McConnell, distracted.
	Malik entered, though he felt McConnell was elsewhere.

"I spoke to Marvin about our idea of making him a consultant..., but I
don't think he's at all interested in becoming a snitch...! Something about
losing his reputation or something...! Isn't it funny that criminals would
rather be known as the lowest form of life before being known for anything
positive...? Like helping the police stop crime is somehow depraved and
unjust, but being known as an area drug dealer somehow has notoriety...!"
	McConnell said nothing as he barely heard a single word Malik
said. "Sir..., are you okay...?" asked Malik, noticing the absent look on
McConnell's face.

"It's Elliott..."

"You're son...?" asked Malik, recalling the pictures of McConnell's kids in
his condo. "What's wrong with him...?"

"I just found out why he dropped out of school..." said McConnell,
distraught. "...after fooling around and partying a whole year away, he
dropped out to become the whore of an all male fraternity! For two whole
years he allowed college jocks to use his body like some..., some..., cheap
hooker! Getting fucked a myriad of times by men who treated him like dirt!
And he obviously loved it!"

"How..., how do you know this...?" asked Malik, shocked by the description.

"I drove out to the college and spoke to one of the boys who used to use
him..." said McConnell, holding back his emotions. "...so upstart college
jock with more water behind his ears than sperm in his balls! It was all I
could do to keep from throttling him right there on campus! He had no idea
that I was Elliott's father! The things he said about my son...! I could've
killed him...!"

"So Elliott's gay...?" asked Malik, reading McConnell's pain.

"Obviously!" snapped McConnell sarcastically, regretting it as soon as he
did. "I'm sorry..., I didn't mean to snap at you..."

"I know..., I understand..." sympathized Malik.

"I re-spoke to my son David at his mother's house afterwards and found out
exactly why Elliott was kicked out of his mother's house..." continued
McConnell, looking on the verge of tears. "...it appears Christina came
home from work early one afternoon and found Elliott in bed with her
boyfriend!" McConnell looked up at Malik, his eyes looking lost and in
search of answers. "He had the audacity to sleep with his mother's new
boyfriend...! What kind of son does that...??!"

"It's obvious that Elliott's going through something..." said Malik, not
wanting to say anything bad against McConnell's son. After all, Malik
understood more than anyone how easily one could get swept up in
promiscuity. "...what are you going to do about it...?"

"I don't know..." admitted McConnell. "...the funny thing is I've been
having the strangest feeling that Elliott's been trying to lure Andy away
from me..., but I've been convincing myself that that was crazy..., that my
son was straight...! Now..., it kind of all makes sense...!"

"Why would Elliott want Andy...?" asked Malik.

"Are you kidding...? They're very close to age..., they like the same
things..., eat the same foods, listen to the same music...! They're always
together all the time..., even more than me and Andy are...!"

"Sounds like Andy might need some talking to..." said Malik.

"Why do men cheat...?" asked McConnell, catching Malik off guard. "Why did
YOU cheat on me...?"

"Captain...I..."

"I'm not your captain..., not right now anyway..." said McConnell, almost
pleadingly. "...right now I'm just an ex-boyfriend asking you why you
cheated on me...? What about me made you turn to another man...?"

"It wasn't you..." said Malik, noting McConnell facial expression to the
age old cliché. "...it was me...! Honestly! I had some..., --issues I
needed to work out in my head, and Marvin seemed to be the way I
gravitated...! But what makes you think Andy will cheat...?"

"It's only a matter of time..." said McConnell. "...I've known for awhile
that I'm too old for him..., Andy's a good kid, but he's a kid never the
less...!"

"Do you think you may have chased him away with this negative attitude
towards your relationship...?" inquired Malik.

"I would never say that to Andy of course...!" reasoned McConnell.

"You might not have to...! If you've been emitting that kind of
lackadaisical attitude about his age throughout your relationship..., he
may've picked up on it...!"

"So you think I might've drove Andy into Elliott's arms...?" asked
McConnell.

"I'm just saying it's a possibility...!" said Malik, leaving McConnell with
food for thought.

"Is that what happened with us...?" asked McConnell, curiously. "Did I
drive you away pretending to be your father more than your lover...?"

"I..., --liked how you treated me, David..." admitted Malik. "...I loved
and admired you, as a man AND as a Captain...! It was ME that fucked it up!
I was too young and too new to that kind of sexuality..., I thought being
with Marvin who consumed and validated my denials by making me feel like I
had no choice when it came to getting fucked by a man was the better way to
go, rather than with you who kind of treated me like an equal and forced me
to admit I was a willing participant when we made love! I didn't want to be
gay and have to admit I liked what we did! But I'm different now...,
older..., a little wiser...! Does that make sense...?"

"Yeah..." said McConnell, looking down at his desk. "...you're saying I'm
too nice a guy..., that nice guys finish last...!" reasoned the older man.

"No..." said Malik, walking over to stroke the back of McConnell's chopped
hair. "...I'm just saying I'm older now, and more able to appreciate what
we had!" admitted Malik, honestly. "If we were together now..., --I mean,
IF we both weren't with other people in relationships..., I would be all
over you right now...!" he added, loving.
	McConnell lifted his head and smiled (possibly for the first time
in days), Malik always had a knack for doing that.


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MANAYUNK

	Elliott McConnell was a young man on a mission. A metro-sexual, he
often spent hours getting ready (scrubbing his face with special cleansers
and creams, hiding blemishes and blackheads, primping his hair, rubbing
lotions, spraying perfumes, and fussing over every little detail). Light
skin, slim, with his father's eyes and his mother's demeanor, Elliott
considered himself a catch for anyone. Often coined `too cocky for his own
good', he never took no for an answer when it came to affairs from the
heart (or the penis).
	During his first year in college, he was introduced to gay sex by
his straight roommate who he'd often caught masturbating in bed at
night. Eventually the two hooked up, first jacking, then sucking, and
eventually the roommate coerced Elliott into having anal
intercourse. Elliott quickly became the daily receiver for his roommate,
even dumping his girlfriend at the time to be more available for his
roommate's high sex drive. During that time he began attending more on
campus parties and drinking, becoming popular at some of the parties for
giving head to drunken jocks in back rooms. Eventually after flunking out
of school, Elliott moved into one of the frat houses he used to party at
and became their resident piece of ass. It was Elliott's around the clock
job to service these jocks in anyway necessary, being used as their pussy
substitute when their girlfriends wouldn't (or couldn't) put out. But the
fraternity also used for parties and sometimes rented him out to other
fraternities overnight.

	Elliott became addicted to sex, and had tried nearly everything
once. When the school finally discovered he was still living full time on
campus, they immediately had him removed and sent back home to his parents'
home in Philadelphia. Elliott's mom was greatly disappointed in her son for
dropping out of school and spending the money she and her ex-husband sent
for tuition and school supplies. It was while staying at his mother's house
that Elliott rebelled by sleeping with her live-in boyfriend.
	48 year old Lenner Collins often worked at home on his
computer. Sometime he wouldn't even bother to get dressed until late in the
day before Christina got home from work. Elliott would see Lenner walk
about the house in his boxer shorts, his soft flaccid penis swinging back
and forth between his legs as he walked. Elliott had been in a dry spell
ever since returning home, after having nonstop sexcapades for the past 3
years prior. He began seducing Lenner when he started emerging from his
room in nothing but his tight form fitted bikini briefs, which hugged his
crotch and showed off the definition of his well tagged buttock. At first
Lenner opposed Elliott walking about the house in such undergarments, until
Elliott reminded him that they were "just guys" hanging out in their
underwear and that there shouldn't be anything odd or weird about it unless
he had something to hide? When Lenner went along with that argument,
Elliott knew the man was enjoying the sight from behind. In fact, every
chance Elliott got he would bend over for the older man, showing off his
goodies. Eventually he began to notice the length of Lenner's penis growing
in his shorts, becoming more and more prominent. One day while they were
alone, he made mention of Lenner's bloated penis and asked the older man if
he needed help relieving it? Lenner was reluctant, having never done
anything with another guy before. But Elliott assured him that no one
(especially his mother) would ever know about it, so Lenner gave in and
allowed Elliott to go down between his legs.

	Elliott sucked Lenner's dick in his home office, giving the 48 year
old the best blow job he'd ever had. Lenner couldn't believe the zeal in
which Elliott sucked him, swallowing his dick and licking his balls and
hairy asshole until he was painting the back of the boy's throat with the
biggest load he'd ever shot in his life!
	That night both Elliott and Lenner played it cool when Christina
came home from work, pretending to be one happy family. The next day they
spent the entire morning making love, with Lenner getting his first taste
of anal sex. He fucked Elliott 3 times that morning, and received 2 blow
jobs that afternoon. Time evidently got away from them as they were still
in the midst of making love when Elliott's mom came home from work,
catching them in the act. She was furious, sending both men packing. That's
when Elliott showed up on McConnell's doorstep (chap...3).

	Now Elliott had his eye set on Andy (his father's lover). He could
tell upon their first meeting that Andy was attracted to him. And him to
Andy. What started off as a mere game of flirtation, quickly blossomed into
a budding friendship. But Elliott couldn't beat the desire to sleep with
Andy. There'd never been a guy (since college) that he liked who he hadn't
slept with. He simply had no other way of expressing himself. If he liked
someone, he slept with them, wasn't that what men did?

	Andrew came home early for break. He and Elliott had set up a daily
routine of eating lunch together before Andy's patrol partner came back in
their squad car to pick him up. He walked into the house expecting the
usual take out on the table, but was surprised when he saw nothing. He took
off his utility belt (holding his weapons and handcuffs) and placed it on
the sofa before calling out Elliott's name. When he didn't hear from him,
he wandered his way towards Elliott's room, believing he may have
overslept. When he peeked in through the open door, he was stunned to find
Elliott completely undressed, laying back in bed stroking his hardon. "Bout
time you got home..., I've been waiting for you...!"

"Elliott..." startled Andy, pushing the door open as he stepped into the
room, mesmerized. "...what're you doing...?"

"I'm giving you what you wanted..." said Elliott, seductively. "...what my
dad wouldn't give you..." he added, before rolling over onto his stomach to
reveal his light skin succulent buttock.
	Andy's eyes were fixated. He watched in total disbelief as Elliott
parted his legs, revealing his hairless ass crack and puckered (already
lubed) anus.

"Elliott..." started Andy, unsure what to say.

"Don't say anything, Andy..., just get undressed and come over here...! I
want you inside me now!" begged Elliott, reaching back to spread his ass
cheeks.
	Andy found the view too intriguing to leave as Elliott began
winking his anus at him, luring him in. Absentmindedly Andy began shedding
his clothes. Elliott ground his dick against the mattress in anticipation
as he rotated his ass seductively. He noticed the glazed look in Andy's
eyes, telling signs that he wanted this as much as he did. He watched as
the first year officer pulled off his uniform shirt and t-shirt, then
kicked off his shoes and started to undo his pants. Elliott could see the
lump in Andy's pants containing the hardon that was specially formed for
him and him alone. He waited patiently as his dad's lover's finished
undressing, pulling off the last article of clothing: his socks and
underwear to finally reveal his 7" erection.

	Andy quietly crossed the space separating them as he reached out
and gently touched Elliott on the left ass cheek. Elliott responded by
reaching out to stroke Andy's erection, gently rubbing it back and forth to
feel its stiffness between his fingers. Giving into his lustful nature, he
leaned sideways and took the dick into his mouth, swallowing it all the way
down to the root in one shot. Andy moaned when he felt Elliott swallow him
whole, mashing his handsome face into his groin.
	Andy continued playing with Elliott's ass, slipping a curious
finger into the well greased hole while he got his dick sucked
expertly. Not once did he think of his boyfriend (McConnell) while with
Elliott, despite their uncanny resemblances. He fingered Elliott's hole
while watching him bob back and forth on his dick, saturating his manhood
with slick saliva before backing off to resume position. He parted his legs
again, arching his back to lift his ass invitingly.

	Andy climbed up onto Elliott's single sized bed, then laid down on
his back, placing his spit wet dick the long way between the arched butt
cheeks. He ground himself into Elliott's ass (rubbing his dick back and
forth along the crack) while kissing his back and shoulders, making Elliott
moan softly. Elliott rotated his ass until he maneuvered Andy's dick head
up to his hole, then pushed back on it. The dick easily slipped into his
asshole, sinking all the way up to Andy's balls.
	Andy groaned when his dick was suddenly encased in warm flesh. He
bit his lower lip to fight off cumming at that very moment. But Elliott
(too far gone with lust) began fucking himself on the dick inside him,
rotating and gyrating his hips as he worked the erection around inside him,
causing Andy to cum prematurely.

"Shit..." moaned Andy, losing his load almost immediately.
	He ground himself into Elliott's ass as he unloaded a ball sac of
cum straight into his backside. Elliott could feel Andy's dick jerking
inside him, and knew he made the officer cum quickly. He smiled to himself
that he had made Andy so hot that he couldn't hold back his load (just like
most of the jocks back in school). Andy quickly recovered from his first
orgasm, and began to stroke himself in and out of Elliott's sperm buttered
ass.

"Do you like it...?" asked Elliott, looking back over his shoulder. "Does
it feel good to you...?"

"It's fucking awesome!" exclaimed Andy, humping harder as he began to fuck.
	Elliott ground his own erection against the bed as he surrendered
his ass to his new lover. He loved Andy's enthusiasm as the young officer
fucked his first male ass (having always been on the receiving end with
McConnell). He thrust his dick in and out of Elliott's well trained hole,
feeling the anal muscles relax during entry and tighten during exit,
effectively milking and sucking his erection like a mouth. He rubbed his
hands all over Elliott's sides and waist, feeling his slim muscles as he
pumped into his round buttock.
	Elliott moaned softly as he surrendered his body, feeling Andy's
soft lips between his shoulder blades and along his neck. He tilted his
head sideway so the two could kiss, and wasn't disappointed when Andy's
soft lips met his for the first time.

	Elliott felt magic as he and Andy kissed, a melding of souls as
electricity popped between them. He found himself rising up off the
mattress, contorting his torso around so he could get more of Andy's tongue
into his mouth. He suckled the sweet oral muscle while Andy continued to
fuck him, his hips never missing a beat as he continued to pound into
Elliott's ass.
	Elliott fought against his own premature ejaculation as he wanted
to focus all of his attention on Andy, wanting to give him the best first
time fuck of his life. He tightened his hole, causing more friction between
the bare skins. He knew Andy was limited on his lunch break, and didn't
want his partner arousing suspicions on what was taking Andy so long incase
he knew McConnell lived here too and was at work. He humped himself back
against Andy, fucking his own ass on the officer's dick. He could hear Andy
beginning to breathe harder as the fucked, his kisses becoming more frantic
and sloppy as they mixed spit cocktails in each other' s mouths. In no time
at all Andy was moaning in Elliott's mouth, losing another load to the
slightly younger man's asshole.

	Elliott felt his asshole growing wetter as Andy's second load mixed
with the first. He panted softly as his hips slowly came to a stop. He
continued kissing Elliott for several minutes after, entranced in his
essence as their bodies remained locked together. When they finally parted
lips, Andy rolled over onto his side near the wall, while Elliott flipped
over onto his back, his huge 9" erection sticking straight up into the
air. Andy's eyes widened when he saw the dick up close. In the car
(chap-10) he couldn't really determine its length, but up close it nearly
rivaled his father's in length.
	Andy couldn't resist sucking Elliott's erection into his
mouth. Elliott lay back against the pillows, his body already stiffening as
he was dangerously close to orgasm. He fully expected Andy to suck him to
climax, but was pleasantly surprised when Andy spit into his hand and
massaged the saliva into his asshole, then straddled Elliott's hips, aiming
his 9" erection up to his anal entrance. Elliott held his breath as Andy
slowly lowered himself on his dick, taking in first the head, then the
shaft.

"UHHH...!!" moaned Andy, sitting all the way down on Elliott's hardon
(having been used to taking McConnell's which was much thicker). He ground
his ass down in Elliott's groin, churning his erection around in his gut
before slowly bouncing up and down.
	Andy and Elliott locked eyes as Andy rode Elliott's dick, rising
higher and sitting faster as the moments passed. Soon they were moving in
perfect rhythm, both attuned to each other's needs as one took and one
received. Elliott could feel Andy's cum beginning to leak from his well
planted ass, even as he thrust his own erection up in Andy's gut. Andy
loved how Elliott's dick filled him, how it massaged his prostate and
stretched his hole with wanton desire. He couldn't help leaning forward to
kiss him, once again swapping spit as they made oral love through French
kissing.

	Elliott felt himself getting close to cumming again when he reached
down and grabbed two hefty handfuls of Andy's ass cheeks and began helping
to rise and lower him faster on his dick. Andy grunted repeatedly in
Elliott's mouth, suckling his tongue as the dick pounded through his
massaging rectum. When he heard Elliott groan, he knew the slightly younger
man was filling his bowels with cum. "uhhh...uhhh...uhhh...!" groaned
Elliott, firing load after load in Andy's gut. Andy broke the kiss when he
rose up and began riding Elliott's dick again while stroking his new
erection. Elliott was still in the midst of orgasm when he looked down to
see Andy's hardon in hand, the young police officer was frantically
stroking himself, greedily trying to receive a third orgasm.
	Andy continued riding Elliott's spurting dick, clenching and
unclenching his ass cheeks around the base of the embedded dick as he
quickly stroked himself to another climax. His body stiffened, his thighs
tensed, and his face twisted as his balls contracted to release yet another
load of sperm. Elliott saw the climax coming, and quickly pulled Andy up
off his dick by the hips, and aimed his pumping erection towards his open
mouth. Andy threw back his head when Elliot's dick exited his warm hole. He
gasped aloud as his dick swelled, then started shooting droplets of pearly
cum all over Elliott's upturned face and open mouth. Elliott covered the
head of Andy's still spurting dick as Andy finished cumming in his mouth,
tasting Andy's sperm for the first time. The two men collapsed in bed
together, totally exhausted as they lay in a heap of sweat and sex, panting
for breath like rutted dogs. They were in the midst of falling asleep in
each other's arms when Andy suddenly heard the horn of his squad car,
indicating that his partner was back to pick him up after lunch.

"Oh shit...!" he barked, jumping up out of bed as he began rushing to
redress.

"Sorry if I've made you late..." laughed Elliott, not really sorry at all.

"It's okay..." said Andy, throwing on his uniform pants and opting to go
without socks or underwear to save time.

"So..., what happens now...?" asked Elliott, still lying in bed as he
watched the officer redress. "Do we tell my father what we did..., or do we
keep it to ourselves and just keep seeing each other...?"

"Well..." said Andy, buttoning up his uniform shirt without his
t-shirt. "...I think we owe it to David to tell him the truth..., don't
you...?"
	Elliott looked shocked.

"To tell him what...? That his son and his lover messed around behind his
back...? What good's that gonna do...?" asked Elliott.

"No..." said Andy, smiling at Elliott. "...that his son and his lover fell
in love...!" corrected Andy. "That IS what just happened here, right...?"
	Elliott made a double take, wondering if Andy was serious? When
Andy heard the car horn again, he knew now wasn't the time to discuss
feelings. "We'll talk about it later..., okay?"

"Okay." answered Elliott, unsure how he really felt.
	Andy (feeling strangely excited) jetted for the door, grabbing his
utility belt on the way out, opting to tell his partner that he'd been
stuck using the bathroom when he honked the horn the first time.
	Elliott looked at the pile of discarded clothes Andy left behind on
his bedroom floor as souvenirs (socks, draws, & t-shirt), and smiled to
himself for having conquered another one!


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