Date: Sun, 25 Aug 2019 23:27:43 +0000 (UTC)
From: dogbone421@aol.com
Subject: "Copping Around" Chapter 5

"Copping Around"


Chapter 5


Sitting alone in a patrol car waiting for some excitement is a large part
of my shift. Tonight, as usual, I'm parked in the medium between four lanes
of fast traffic. With my radar gun positioned for north bound traffic, I
wait for the flash and warning beep of an offender. With the driver's
window down and my arm atop the windows ledge, the coolness of the evening
wind is refreshing. The smell of diesel exhaust lingers in the air as I sip
on my coffee. I'm always entertained by the drivers who slam on their
brakes when they finally see me hidden in the medium. If I had a dollar for
every time, I witnessed that reaction, I wouldn't be sitting here fighting
the urge to piss!

When there's a lull in the traffic, my mind drifts back to the events of
this morning. As I rubbed my eyes in disbelief at the things my dick can
talk me into, a flashback of today looped behind my closed eyes.

"Yeah man, I'd like love to help out your brother in law," I recall
answering. "Sure, sounds like the type I'm attracted to! But as you can
see, I've got more dick then I can handle right now! Heavy nut sack huh?"

He was quick to answer saying he bitched all the time he wasn't getting
enough action.

"Kind of puts me in a tuff position seeing how it's my own sister," he
laughed!  I was taken aback when he then asked, "You in the military or
something," as he put his hand up to shield his eyes from the bright sun?

"Hah," came quickly from me as I tried to change the subject. "Just like to
keep myself in shape and looking clean cut. The old man raised me that
way!"

"Well I know one thing, you can do better than those assholes your fucking
around with," he blurted out! "I personally don't understand the attraction
but I respect your need and lifestyle! If I didn't, I wouldn't be trying to
hook you up with Steve. After a few beers, all he can talk about is the
tightness of a dude's asshole compared to a stretched-out cunt after child
birth. Me, I don't understand how one man can lust after another man's
shithole! But, looking at a dude like you makes me think he might be on to
something. This way at least he wouldn't be making more babies he can't
afford! That is if you're willing to start something with him. He wants a
regular and steady agreement with a dude. Someone he can count on to be
around."


Stepping back from me and bending down, he grabbed a paper strip that was
ripped from a drywall bundle that was on the ground. Reaching in his tool
belt, he pulled out a pencil and started writing something down.

"This here is his number," he said as he continued to write. "When you get
tired of their bullshit, give him a call," he said as he handed me the
piece of paper! "I'll give him the heads up that you might call, so don't
wait too long to decide!"


As a loud alarm beeps from the radar indicator, I'm brought back to reality
as I focus on the digital display. 85 in a 65-speed zone, I grin with
excitement as I drop the cruisers transmission in gear and floor it! This
is the moment all law enforcement waits for!

When my back up patrol car arrived, (regulation procedure with all the
craziness in the world) it was the newest recruit/rookie added to the
department. All full of testosterone and cockiness, he was definitely full
of himself! Reminded me a lot of myself back then! Back when I thought I
could hide my need for cock behind my badge. It doesn't take long to learn
that my kind aren't wanted in this line of work. You learn quick to pump up
your masculinity and talk trash. From the locker-room talk I've overheard
for years, my safety would be in jeopardy if it was ever found out.

Assisting in the pull over, he handled the passenger side of the car while
I focused on the driver's side. While I ran the driver's information from
my patrol car, I watched him interview the occupants of the vehicle. With
his arm resting on top of the car as he leaned down to talk thru their
window, his beautiful ass was on full display to me. Lit brightly by my
spot lights atop my cruiser, you could tell it was prime pickings for an
ass bandit! As thoughts of a redneck dude pounding his ass into the
pavement run thru my mind, I was reminded of the first time I was taken
while in uniform. Years prior to tonight, I learned how prized it was to a
straight guy to bag a cop's ass! Especially one in full uniform!

Long before it was required to have back-up, it was much easier to get my
ass plowed. Stopping a vehicle and working out a deal to get out of a
violation was something you always had as an option. Especially when I was
craving cock in the worst way. Dozens of times I allowed myself to be bent
over the trunk of my cruiser taking a pounding by a dude who needed a
break. Now days with these big fucking SUV's, a guy like me has to stand as
he's fucked shitless!

God fucking dam, I mumbled as I continued to stare at his fine-looking ass
as he rocked back and forth. Bent over and stretching the fabric of his
pants, I could see the rings of his boxer briefs thru the material just
above his knees. Lord it took me back to when I was fresh out of the
academy and just off probation. My first week driving alone I thought I was
the shit! Young, good looking and looking polished and crisp in new
uniforms, the world was mine. But that all changed when I pulled over this
eighteen-wheeler around 2 AM on Friday night. Traffic was nonexistent at
that time of night on the feeder road to the four lanes. He was lost,
looking for a short cut back to the interstate when I lit him up. Noticing
his trailer lights were out, I sized on the opportunity to start filling my
violation quota.

 Making him get out of his rig do my checks, he stood with his arms folded
defiant looking. Tall and lanky, he was dressed in a white wife beater and
grease stained blue jeans. I instantly caught that his zipper was down
inviting anyone in. Hillbilly and back woods acting filled my head with
preconceived notions as he talked and I checked his paperwork.

"Why you guys always gotta fuck with us trucker," he blurted out as I asked
to see his log book?

"I'm not picking on you guys sir," I answered back as he moved to climb up
into his cab to fetch the logs!  I couldn't help but watch his ass in those
tight jeans as he climbed up to retrieve what I asked for. The smell of hot
tires and exhaust filled my nostrils as I stared up at him.


"Sure, seems like it to me," he hollered from high above me!

As he climbed back down and handed me what I requested, he stood with his
hands on his hips. He proceeded to bitch that he didn't need another ticket
and that surely, he and I could figure out some kind of compromise.

Listening but acting like I didn't, I took his license and walked back to
my car to run his information. I watched him intently thru my windshield as
I waited for his stats to come back. I was then shocked to see him undo the
top of his jeans and pull them down below his hips. Without a care in the
world, he grabbed his cock started pissing on the tire nearest to the
cab. I could see the blackness of the wet tire shine as he watered the
wheel. His white ass shinned brightly in the intense light I hit his rig
with. I had to shake my head at his boldness as I considered if I should
charge him with public indecency.  Mesmerized, I watched his high arch as
it left his body and splatter against the tire. Not the least bit shy about
me seeing his junk, he shook it off blatantly as he turned looking towards
my car. Then he started walking my way with his pants pulled up
slightly. With his cock still visible, I was really taken back by his
boldness. When he moseyed up to my open window, he shook his limp cock
around as my eyes followed. He could sense my vulnerability and acted on it
quickly!

"Got a feeling about you officer," came next from him as he started
removing his tee shirt. To be safe, I dropped my right hand and flipped the
snap on my gun holster. Wiping the sweat from his hairy chest, he tossed
the shirt at me.

"You reek of new officer smell kid. Out here defending laws most people
don't care about anymore. Putting your life on the line. Got you at the low
end of the pay grade. Aint easy out here alone, I get all that. I'm sort of
in the same shoes myself. Drive this rig for little money. Always on the
road. I get lonely and in need of companionship. Figure a young buck like
you is the same way. Midnight shift, no sleep and you can't find the kind
of action you really want. I might be wrong but I think by your roaming eye
you're in need some cock! Aint no shame in admitting that," he was quick to
add!

"Hell, out here on the road, I'll fuck anything to get off. It's been five
days since I fucked someone. I'm on the bone so bad my nuts are
hurting. You're a handsome officer and I'd take great pride busting my nuts
up your ass. A good looker like you don't come my way often. So now you
know I'm willing, the rest is up to you. I got a nice bunk in my sleeper,
large enough for two dudes to knock one off quick like!"


Before I could get mad or think, he babbled on! "I like younger guys ass,
and the fact you're a cop makes you more desirable to me," he bragged!
"Watching you walk away earlier, fuck man does yours scream your ripe for
the pickings. I saw you checking out my crotch with my zipper down. Kind of
my test for cock hounds like yourself."

Leaning down and placing both his forearms on my window sill, he looked at
me with lustful eyes and a shit eating grin.  "What say you and I get to
know each other better? I could use a good piece of ass and by the looks of
yours in those loose new uniform pants you'll do just fine!"

I took a deep breath and then barked at him to fasten his pants before
someone came driving by! "Get back over to your truck," I then commanded
trying to still contain control over the situation. "I'm doing an
investigation here asshole! And you're not cleared yet! I'm the officer in
charge here and I'm ordering you to get back to your vehicle!"

Slowly rebuttoning my holster and moving my hand away from my gun, I
watched him walk away.  I sat there running all kinds of scenarios thru my
head. I swore when I put on this uniform, I'd never do something stupid
like I was thinking of doing right now. But I was tired, sleep deprived and
in need of some human contact. For months I'd been using my hand to get off
with.  My asshole craved some attention and opportunities like this didn't
present themselves often to me.


"Fuck, fuck, think this thru," I commanded myself as I gripped the steering
wheel tightly. Looking in my rearview mirror, I scanned behind and
alongside the shoulder of the road. Drawing his tee shirt up to my noise, I
inhaled the scent of a working man.  Then slowly I reached over and killed
my overhead lights. Instantly the red and blue glow they cast
stopped. Starting to sweat in the airconditioned car, I sat there for
almost five minutes before I turned off the engine and tossed my hat in the
passenger seat. As I got out of my patrol car, I could see him start to
climb up into his cab.

"Cock sure asshole aint he," I thought to myself as I walked towards the
idling semi! He'd left the driver's side door standing wide open beckoning
me in climb up. The dim glow of the interior lights cast a haunting shadow
on the pavement below as I stepped on the foot rail.

I climbed up into the truck clumsily, (being my first time at this,) but
something I would learn to prefect over time. The interior of the vehicle
smelled of old cigarette smoke and male sweat. Already naked with his back
to me, he spoke as he tossed cloths and a disheveled blanket from his bunk.

"It aint much officer, but its home! I've fucked many a guy in this here
old bunk! No complaints so far I have you know!"


"Let's get you out of that uniform copper and get down to fucking
business," he casually said as he then crawled up on his bunk. Stuffing a
pillow behind his head, he laid back looking at me with his legs spread
wide as he spoke.

"That is unless you want to suck on the end of my pecker and let me bust my
nut down your throat? Guaranteed to chock you for sure! But to be honest, I
prefer to slide my dick up your cunt, breed you natural like!"

"Nah, sucking dick was never my thing," I shyly answered as I undid my gun
belt and sat it in his driver's seat."

"Sure, thing officer, fucking your ass it is!"

"Glad to see you came to your senses," he then said super cocky sounding!
"You had me worried at first my charm had failed on you! I've got a
reputation as a silver-tongued asshole when it comes to getting in a dude's
pants! Don't have many failures," he bragged as he began to jerk on his
soft cock!



In a moment of regret and worry, I sought out his compassion on the
situation I'd got myself into.
 "I've never done this before on patrol guy. In fact, it's been a really
long time since I allowed anyone to fuck me," I confessed as I looked at
him! "You will be my first as a law officer," I said as the sound of Velcro
from my vest tabs filled the cab. A guy like me needs to be extra careful
preparing to do this job," I confessed. "They interview my family,
neighbors and friends!'

"No shit," he said as he sat up and reached for something on a small table
by the bed. "I'll go easy on you officer at first. Glad you trust me to be
your first in uniform! Hot dam, a young rookie who's almost virgin again,
double fucking points" he laughed quickly as he squirted lube on his junk!
Laying back with his cock beginning to point straight out, he motioned me
towards him as I stepped out of my pants and underwear. "Tee-shirt off also
big boy," he commanded of me! "I want your first time with a real man to be
special."

Needless to say, the piercing of my asshole hurt like hell! I'd forgotten
how tuff it was to take a hard dick! He did go easy to get me stretched out
some, but after that he fucked me hard. I really needed this and relaxed
the more I got into the act. He could feel my resistance subside and let me
know with a soft whisper. Relinquishing control to another dude was hard
but the feeling he was giving me over ruled any preconceived rules I had!

When he shot his load, it was epic to me! My ass was juicy and irritated
the rest of my shift. Without means of taking a shit soon afterwards, I was
forced to hold his load till the effects of breeding with him
subsided. Hooking up with my fellow officers at a diner after shift, I
worried I smelled of him as we drank coffee and bull-shitted. He would fuck
me fast and hard and then ramped down and work my hole slowly. Wanting to
edge instead of shooting in me too quickly, we worked up a hot and steamy
atmosphere inside the small confines of the cab. The air conditioning was
having a hard time keeping the windows from fogging!

I begged him a couple of times to hurry and nut me because I had to get
back on patrol. Gripping his bunk sheet with my fists as he hammered my ass
into the mattress, I was moaning like a bitch in heat. He'd bite the side
of my neck and suck on me hard to stifle my cries to rush things. The
animalistic nature of doing that drove me wild! Pushing my ass back against
him instantly, he knew what he was doing! For several more minutes I'd
submissively lay under him and offer no resistance. When I'd panic again,
he'd repeat the biting and sucking and I'd be lost in his control again.


"That's some good pussy on you kid, "he breathed heavily in my ear! "I love
how good lawmen smell when their taking dick! Fresh showered, always a
deodorant or aftershave smell fills my nostrils as I'm pounding your guys
ass! Always grade "A" pussy in my book!" Followed by grunt after grunt
after grunt!

 In the end I was covered in his sweat as I pulled my uniform back on. My
tee shirt and underwear stuck to my damp skin as I rushed to get
dressed. He took great pride in watching me. Kicked back on his bunk
basking in afterglow, his limp wet dick was evidence he was the conqueror
here. With a cocky attitude he advised me my uniform pants were too loose
on me. With his arm behind his head while scratching his limp hanging sack,
he offered some advice.

"Kid, you need to show off that good-looking ass of yours! Take them loose
fitting fucking pants to a tailor or your mom and get them taken in. If
you're going to continue to take dick out here on the road, you need to
advertise your best asset! I can tell you right now, you're a truck
driver's dream fuck. A big muscled up law man like you will be a big hit
among us drivers. I can tell you right now I'm going to brag about this
fuck!"

A sense of pride came over me but at the same time a fear of exposure came
with it! When I opened the door, I extended my hand in friendship as he
moved towards me. "Thanks for allowing me to be your first in uniform," he
said as he gripped my hand hard! He then pulled my note pad from my front
pocket along with my pen. "This here is my phone number," he said as he
wrote it down. "Two weeks from now I'll be rolling thru this area
again. Give me a call if you want a repeat of tonight. I'll get us a room
and we can do things the right way," he grinned as he replaced the pad back
where it came from and patted my breast pocket. As I pulled away, he was
standing leaning against his rig again, buck naked and pissing like a race
horse!

After the guilt and the fear factor of getting caught subsided, I called
the asshole one lonely night while I was sitting in my cruiser.  Of course,
he was glad to hear from me again and wanted to hear me beg I wanted to get
fucked again. Of course, we agreed to hookup.  Just hearing his voice boned
me up instantly and I knew I'd done the right thing. Having kept his tee
shirt, I inhaled his scent nightly when I was feeling lonely in the patrol
car.

When he arrived in town, he called me after he got us a motel room. I was
waiting at home, biting my nails and pacing the floor in anticipation of
things to come. A little after 7 PM, my phone rang and I sprang into
action. Driving about five miles to his room, my uniform for the nightshift
was folded up on the passenger side seat. My tall black boots stood at
attention in the floorboard.

I parked my cruiser in the back of the motel and it was hidden well as the
darkness of night came quickly. Carrying my uniform and boots in with me,
it would be a change I'd make into just before I left for shift at 10:30
PM.

He was ready and waiting for me when I knocked on his door. Answering it in
his underwear while smoking a cigarette, he welcomed me in. Bragging he
hadn't fucked in days; we didn't waste any time getting down to business!
He bred me three different times, pounding me into the mattress in both
positions. After two fucks, I took a shower just before leaving figuring he
was spent by now. But the asshole got so excited when I was in full
uniform, he found enough ball juice to get it up one more time!  "Man, does
that make your ass look good," he bragged! He took great pride that I had
followed his advice and had my uniforms pants altered.

When I left there, I was sore and exhausted! I was truly not prepared
mentally for a long nine-hour shift. I wanted to stay and spend the night
with him but duty called.  We continued our sexual hookups for several
months thereafter. Each time we connected at a motel and he fucked me
senseless. No strings fucking was what we both wanted. He convinced me to
take my only two-week vacation and ride shotgun in his rig with him!
Driving up and down the east coast was an amazing journey! We fucked
constantly and I spent most of my time in nothing more than my gym shorts
for ease of access! Just stopping for diesel somewhere, we'd end up in the
bunk spooning and fucking like teenagers. He introduced me to Truckstop
showers and the pleasure a guy like me could find in them. Gang fucked by
two or three guys in a small shower stall became something I sought out! It
was something he liked to watch as he stood lookout. Afterwards, he always
added his load to the sloppiness of the others.


For a young officer, I learned a lot in those two weeks. Returning home, I
hated to go back to work and hide my lifestyle again. It didn't take long
for me to realize I was a bottom and reveled in taking another man's
seed. Thoughts of chicks or ever having my own kids quickly left my
mind. Cocks and ball sacks now consumed my thoughts. It didn't take long
for this officer to realize a cop's ass was a prized trophy by many a
hardworking man. I used it to my advantage now but always feared getting
caught!



I focused my eyes on the new recruit's crotch when he broke my day dreaming
by walking towards my vehicle. My eyes were drawn to his zipper line. I
wanted to know which way he placed his junk in his pants, just one of those
things I notice in a guy. As the impression of a lump appeared to the
right, I knew he dressed as I did. Walking up to my window, he started his
constant bragging.

"Yo brother, how's your pecker hanging," he blurted out as he leaned into
my window. With coffee on his breath, he gloated,

"Fucked my girlfriend hard last night buddy," he bellowed as he punched my
shoulder! "My nuts were backed up three days' worth! You know what kind of
wad I shot my friend," he laughed! "Slimmed that pussy good brother! The
bitch allows me to get at her unprotected so you know it was good pussy!
Wanta smell the end of my pecker," He yelled as he grabbed his belt buckle?

"Fuck you rookie," I barked at him as I gave him the middle finger!


"How about you dude, you been getting any pussy or are you still using
Rosie five fingers," he then asked concerned sounding?

Tired of his consistent asking about my love life, I made up a quick story
about a chick I banged before work today! Using details obtained from my
ass fucking earlier, I switched up the roles and made myself the
aggressor. Going on about how I rode her pussy and shot my load deep, I
could tell it got his blood pumping. Casually adjusting his crotch at my
eye level, I could tell he had a short sex fuse. I knew someday a cocky law
breaker would manipulate him and snake his cock up his ass!

"Dude, congratulations finally," he laughed! "I know she must have been one
lucky bitch to get to bed down with you!"

"You could find out sometime kid," I shot right back at him as I laughed
extra hard!

As he went on about more details, I didn't want to know about his girl's
pussy. I was more interested in the details of his cock and balls as he
described how hard he was and horned up. It was like we were two rosters in
a small hen house! Each one bragging about our conquest when the other took
a breath.

When I got home after shift, I did my usual routine of stripping off my
uniform and walking around the house in my underwear. The cool
air-conditioned air felt refreshing on my exposed skin. There's nothing
worse than wearing a bullet-proof vest that will save your life but at the
same time will cook your ass on a hot day! Heading for the fridge for a
much-deserved beer, I'm like a deer in headlights when I see that piss
bottle sitting on the center shelf. Beckoning like a cold drink just
sitting there, I'm reminded I placed it there after I got home this
afternoon! Both sets of my toes curled back as I recall drinking its
contents.  When I got home this afternoon from my amazing ass pounding, I
had stripped off my damp sweat pants as soon as I entered my
kitchen. Grabbing that piss bottle from my pant leg before I stepped out of
them, I placed it on my counter. Standing there, nude in front of the
window, my limp pecker looked as melted as the rest of me felt! Again,
stinking like a dick whore, a shower was on my mind as I got a cold coke
out of the fridge. But just before I popped the top, my eyes drifted back
to that bottle on the counter.

Walking back over and grabbing it up, I examined it fully. Never before did
I possess a bottle of another man's piss. I'd seen countless alongside the
road or atop a trashcan at the gas station and wondered what kind of dick
was placed against the opening. Taunting a guy like me to pick it up and
hold another man's piss vessel and examine his urine. This one in my hand
now, I knew for sure who made its content. I marveled at the liquid thru
the clear walls of the bottle as I turned it around. Still warm and heavily
tinted yellow, I held it in my hands like a trophy!

Looking around instinctively like a thief before I unscrewed the cap, I
sniffed at its content like a dog. All the nerve endings in my body stood
on their ends as the scent of filled my noise. Without any negative
thoughts or hesitation, I took a small taste in my mouth and switched it
around. As if I was a wine connoisseur, I savored the notes of the liquid
like I had done this a thousand times before!

Swallowing it slowly, I truly got the taste of the man it was made
by. Taking a larger swig next time, I relished it in the moment. Truly a
new part of me was being awakened within as I screwed the lid back on
tightly. Wiping my lips and grinning a crooked smile, I felt like a
pervert. But it was a great feeling as I put the rest in my fridge. Thank
god no one else accessed my fridge but me I thought as I closed the door
and headed for the shower.

Now, here I stood looking at the bottle once again! Grabbing it along with
a cold beer, I placed them both on the counter. Unscrewing the cap on the
beer bottle first, I took a big drink and belched afterwards. Leaning on
the counter with both arms, I started down at the piss bottle wondering if
I should again. Where these thoughts of wanting to drink another man's,
piss were coming from I didn't know. But they were surfacing quickly and I
couldn't stop myself!

 Figuring I'd already drank from it and let the man slim my bowels, the
risk was already taken. Within in seconds I'd grabbed the bottle and
started swigging it down. Stopping to only breath and swallow, I finished
off the contents before I chickened out.

Acting like I'd just drank a bottle of testosterone, I found myself
suddenly flexing my arms like a body builder! A loud roar escaped my mouth
as I felt the power of his liquid run thru my veins. Instantly my pecker
started to come alive and I headed to my bedroom with the bottle in
hand. Placing it in my remembrance/underwear drawer for keepsake, I knew it
would bring back fond memories for years to come! With my pecker now poking
at the top of my underwear band, I moved to my bed to jerk off a
much-needed load. As I turned back the blanket and sheet, I noticed the
strip of paper that was given to me earlier laying on my night stand.


It wasn't until Monday of the next week that I went back to the
construction site. I was rewarded with all three being there this
time. Again, it was a hot and super humid day so the sex was sweaty and
animalistic feeling. I took on all of them, getting fucked like the in-heat
bitch I was. Each carrying a nut sack that was begging to be emptied. Of
course, Julio had become my favorite to breed with and I give him the
better fuck. Working with him biting and sucking on his neck, I milked the
load out of his large ball sack. He was the last to get at me and wanted us
to move to another room to fuck. On my back like last time, he drilled my
ass as we looked into each other's eyes. Holding his sweaty body tightly, I
encouraged him on as I whispered in his ear. Kissing the side of his
unshaven face after sucking on his Adams apple, I wanted him to know I
wanted this with him!

After blowing a thick load deep within me, we cuddled as his breathing
returned to normal. I felt like a connection was developing between us as
we kissed and exchanged saliva. When he finally crawled off me and got up,
I stared up at his limp cock and low hanging nuts. Glistening with sweat
like he had oiled his body; I took pride in breeding with him! Quickly
walking away from me, I placed my arms behind my head and relaxed. I took
in the moment as I stared at the ceiling of someone's bedroom someday, I
lost myself in the lust of the moment.

"Fuck dude, your shitter is coated with three different men's dick snot and
your loving it! It doesn't get any better than this! The problem is, who's
the kids' father," I snickered to myself as I sat up!

Moisture from my forehead ran down into my eyes and stung. I wiped the
sweat from my face and I slung it across the floor. My ass felt like I'd
taken a baseball bat up into my guts as I tried to stand. With a
deep-seated moan, I eased myself up onto one knee before getting up. I was
becoming an expert with these guys at clinching my asshole tighter to keep
the ball slime within me.

As I bent back and forth to get the kinks out of my back, I saw Julio
looking around for another empty bottle. When he found one, he pealed his
foreskin back and placed his head against the opening. Instantly a strong
stream of yellow liquid started filling the bottle. I kinda worried this
might be a repeat of last time, but I watched intently.

When he was done, he shook off the last drop and looked over at me. I
quickly turned and grabbed for my gym shorts pulling them on as he walked
over to me. Looking at him as he handed the bottle to me, I knew I was
being tested again. With a very intense look on his face he stared at me.

"Dude you really got a thing for me drinking your piss don't you," I asked?

Very quickly he put his finger to his lips to encourage me not to speak. He
placed his fist in front of me and tilted it back. With his eyebrows
furrowed together, I knew what it meant. Taking a deep breath, I tipped the
bottle back and started drinking the warm liquid. I did as I did in my
kitchen that night, I guzzled it down as quickly as I could. When the last
drops dripped into my mouth, I dropped the bottle and looked at
him. Instantly a broad smile came across his face as he patted my back!
Then pulling me into a super tight hug, he kissed my cheek. Again rubbing
my belly as we stood there, I was falling under his spell.

Saturday was my night off and I couldn't stop thinking about them. I'd
dropped by the construction site again Thursday and repeated almost exactly
what had happened to me Monday. My asshole was really getting a workout by
the three of them and I was enjoying every minute of it. Before I left them
Thursday, I'd suggested we could connect Saturday night and I could hang
out at their motel room and not have to rush things.  Of course, they were
all for it, each giving the other a high five after the one repeated my
offer in Spanish.

On the way over to the motel Saturday, I was relaxed and looking forward to
seeing if I could take all they had to offer. I'd never done this before
and now that I trusted them, I was willing to let my inner demons loose!
My plan was to spend the night if they'd have me and get fucked senseless
all night. I'd already jacked off a load last night thinking about getting
fucked over and over. Parking my truck in the fast food place across the
street, I decided to walk to their place. As I turned the corner, I didn't
see their truck. Instantly deflated, I figured they must be out getting
some beer or something for tonight. I walked down to their room and knocked
but there was no answer. Peering thru the open blinds I saw nothing but
well-made beds. None of their cloths or personal items were to be seen.

Confused, and going on my Police instincts, I knew something wasn't
right. Walking to the front desk, I rearranged my junk so the lack of
underwear on my part wasn't so obvious. Inside I was greeted by a desk
clerk behind plex glass. Run down looking and dirty as fuck, I wouldn't
stay here I thought to myself. Asking where the tenants of room 1135 were,
I was quickly told ICE did a raid on the place and took away all the
illegals.

"You a friend or something," she asked with attitude? "Because I got their
stuff in the storage shed out back. Fucking ICE leaves everything behind
and I gotta be the one who cleans the shit up!"

"Yeah, I'm a friend," I answered still in shock over the news she
delivered. All kinds of thoughts ran thru my head. Maybe I should go rescue
them was quickly put aside when I remembered who I would be dealing with.

"You wanta grab some of their things," she asked snapping me back to
reality? "If not, the shit goes out with the garbage tomorrow." Handing me
a key thru the money slot, she told me their things were in a box numbered
for their room.

Walking away slowly, I didn't know why I took the key. Heading to where she
indicated the structure was, I now moved quickly. Inside I saw dozens of
boxes full of people's lives. Spotting the one with their room number on
it, I pulled it front and center. Filled with dirty cloths and everything I
remember seeing in their room before, I was shocked it had come to
this. Instantly I saw Julio's work boots with a pair of his dirty socks
stuffed in the top of them. My heart sank as I pulled them from the other
stuff. Recognizing them with ease, he would kick them off just before we
would fuck. Covered in drywall dust, they were a part of him. Now it was
all I feared I would have of our time together. Grabbing them and one of
the cowboy hats, I locked the place backup and went back across the street
to put them in my truck. Driving back over, I returned the key as I noticed
the woman's eyes scan down at my junk and smile!

My heart was at rock bottom when I exited the place. Julio's boots stood
tall in my seat next to me almost like he was riding with my now. I grabbed
one of his socks and inhaled the scent of the man I'd just bred with a few
days ago!

Suddenly I'd remembered seeing my transient fuck friend standing on the
corner as I drove over here. Starting my truck, I floored it out of the
parking lot. I wanted to hear the details of how all this went down from
him.

"Yeah bro, they showed up early Friday morning knocking on everyone's
doors," he said as he stood outside my truck door smoking. "Took all three
of them away in handcuffs along with a bunch of other people. Once I showed
them my ID and they checked it out, they left me alone.

I sat there staring out my windshield as he recanted the whole
thing. Listening but not really listening as he rambled on. When he asked
me a direct question, I snapped out of my trance.

"You were fucking around with them, right bro" he asked?

"Yeah, couple times," I confessed as I looked down.

"Man, I know them assholes really enjoyed tagging your gringo ass! From the
looks of you now I'd say you're going to miss them also. Yo dude, you Ok
man," he asked as he rubbed my hairy arm?

As I nodded my head yeah, he popped the question,

"How's about we go back to my place and I make you feel better," he asked?
"You look like you could use a good fuck. I've been thinking about getting
your ass again. What you say officer, you up for that? Fucked a chick
yesterday for fifty dollars but I got some juice left in my right nut if
you want it," he laughed! "That fucker always hangs lower!"

"Sure, get in dude, what the fuck," I answered as I started the truck!

"Fuck, who's boots man," he commented as he hopped in? Grabbing the cowboy
hat, he put it on instantly. "Yo man, we can role play! I'll be the new
cowboy coming into town and you be the pretty damsel in distress!"
Spreading his legs wide and gripping his crotch he bellowed, "And of course
you give your pussy up to my big fat cock!"


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