Date: Tue, 24 Apr 2018 13:18:07 -0400
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: Turning Cop Higgins (A Rookies Tale (2)

This is a supplement story to the "Cop Higgins"  i had recently written.
It is a point of view of the closeted Rookie I had some fun with
Officer Watkins
This is his hopeful experience with the bull stud Clay and how he may have
gotten him.
It is only fiction as I know that Higgins is a straight homophobes. So it
is only a fantasy that he would play with gays other than just a blowjob.

Enjoy..
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Turning Cop Higgins (A Rookies Tale (2)

...... All those years of being beaten down to make him a man. Taking from
him his desire for men. That dwindled lust he had ebbed away by everyone at
the school. He almost hated being a man himself. He promised that he would
be the toughest mofo around. Even regardless of his smaller stature to many
other men.

He had proved himself time and again at school, he was the toughest. And
gained respect from everyone there. Now back home, his first thought was to
join the police. Where else could he be as bad ass as possible .

"Shiit" he said as he stood there

Several other young cadets were there to prove their mettle. Watkins
planned on being the top dog. He saw Jensen and another cop that was there
to train them. Both looked like assholes.

But then the boss showed up to inspect the newcomers.  Clay Higgins was the
chief. The head honcho in this small department. He was an average height
man, and maybe in his mid forties. The man looked mean and
intimidating. His rough and rugged face with an unshaven look at times. But
that first time he was clean and actually looked very masculine.

"What..." Watkins huffed under his breath

He could feel his dick twitch in his pants at the sight of the man.  But
may have been that Higgins jeans were stuffed with what appeared to be a
very sizeable dick.  Watkins eyes fell down there as the hunky man stood in
front if them. I swallowed hard as he gazed at the big bulge

He averted his eyes from Higgins crotch when the man looked in his
direction. Gazing up at his cowboy hat he wore.

"Only looking for the best" Higgins stated

"No pussy ass momma's boys"

"And certainly no queers"

 Higgins regarded them with a cocked up brow as he said that last
statement. Watkins pondered if his father had spoken to Higgins about his
indiscretions of the past.

He feared that if so he would be outta there fast. But he wasn't that way
anymore. He couldn't be. It was wrong. Being gay was wrong.

Yet he found his gaze had moved back down to Higgins crotch when the man's
eyes turned away from him. It was a nice meaty looking thing.

He had to shake his head to try and remove the thoughts that were staring
to quell up in his mind. Thoughts of him getting on his knees before the
big sturdy hunk. Pushing his face into that big crotch

"Noo!" He tried to whisper to himself

"Did you have something to add son" came Higgins scruff voice

Watkins looked back up. Embarrassed that the man may have heard him. Heck
everyone must have heard him. He looked at the older man and tried to
answer back as tough and confident as he could

"No sir. Nothing sir" he spit out

Higgins regarded him for a moment. Then turned back to his cadets.

"Good. Real good" the man said

Then Higgins spoke a few more words. Then turned and left them there with
the training officer. Watkins looked back at the man's big hunky butt. He
just couldn't stop it. He couldn't stop his eyes wandering. What was he to
do. The queer he was trying to suppress was rearing his ugly head.



Well the weeks passed and the training was rigourous. And after it was all
said and done only he and one other survived the grueling training. He was
given a badge as an official offficer if the law. Yet all the tasks he was
given were of the lowliest. Mostly records filing and sitting at the front
desk when people came in.  The most outside work he got was parking
tickets.

"This town sucks." He thought.

"Not much action"

The biggest action he would get is putting a prisoner in the jail cell
downstairs. And it was always the same prisoner too. That drunk, Jake. Jake
was a regular in the jail cell. He would get busted for drunkly disorder or
some other ridiculous antic. Then end up in the jail cell for the night. Or
two. He was a fixture there.

"Hey there Watkins" Jake would say each time he lead him back

"Hey Jake" Watkins would say back

"What did you do know?"

So other than that boring humdrum, this town was dull. It was shortly after
Watkins started that the boss would seem to crack down on the gays alot. Of
which Watkins had no idea there were any around these parts.

I mean 'fags' here. That was an oxymoron.  This town was all about
conservatives and guns. Pure Christian teachings. No queers. But apparently
there were many. He had heard the talks in the break room about cleaning up
the gay filth in this city. So he would see plenty of fags brought in and
locked up overnight. Alot of times they would come in beaten and banged up.

"Little faggot was resisting arrest" Jensen would say

"Lock this pussy up with Jake"

"But we have another cell" Watkins would say

"Put him in with Jake" would be the stern reply

So he did. And it would only be worse for the gays in there. Jake was a
dirty and always seemed horny. So he would rape the guys in the cell. Then
after alot of crap, they would be tossed out. Back to the streets.

He was surprised that none ever complained or sued the department. All the
abuse and such. But it never happened. But then he figured it was those
night runs that Jensen and sometimes Higgins himself would do. He was sure
they went to those guys home and threatened them. Or worse.

"Wow poor gay guys" he would say

"They just need to get outta town"

"Ain't no town for queers"

But many stayed. He felt sorry for them, but dare not help them. For fear
of the wrath of Jensen or Higgins for that matter. And save for the once or
twice he had a tingle about the gay sex, he was good.

Then one day this young gay guy got brought in. He was definitely
queer. For as he spoke, Watkins felt at any moment a purse would fall out
of the guys mouth. But he was young. No more than 16 or 17.

The kid got into a fight at school with what the gay kid said was a
bully. But when he retaliated the parents of the bully pressed charges. And
he was arrested. The fay kids parents stayed silent.

"I will be good for him to learn" his father said

"A night in jail will teach this little turd" Higgins stated

So the kid was thrown in a jail cell, with Jake. Watkins was gonna go check
on him when he saw the kid, bent over the cot in the cell, and Jake
pounding away at his ass.

"Shit!" He said at the sight

Watkins was going to go in there and stop it. But Jensen came up behind him
and grabbed his shoulder. He pulled him back and sneered at the guy kid
getting raped in the cell.

"Leave em" he said

"Just some fucking queer boy"

"Besides. Jake's needs so release"

Watkins didn't argue with Jensen. He didn't want to be thought of as the
gay lover. So he walked away. Leaving the crying kid to Jake.

Then as the left the cells and went back to the station house, he saw
Higgins. The man strode out and was heading to his car. He was all
confidence and masculinity. Watkins felt that strange tingle again. That
tonge he was so afraid of.  But it was there only when he saw Higgins.

"Boys" he said with a smile as he passed the two

Tipping his cowboy hat he almost always had on. Then he paused as he passed
them. He looked at the two again.

"What's goin on with that fag boy?" He asked Jensen

"He is in the cell with Jake"

"Okay "

"Make sure you get hi out and cleaned up by 4"

"His parents are coming for him"

"Yes sir boss"

Watkins was hoping that Higgins would put a stop to the horrors befalling
the big. But he only encouraged it. Then he pondered calling the kids
parents to tell them. But again, he stopped.  His career and job holding
preference to the kids well being.

He watched at Higgins continued on. He looked down at the beefy jeans
covered ass of the burly man. It was magnificent in those lucky jeans. His
cock stirred again. He metally told it to stop.

Jensen walked ahead and back to his duties. He told Watkins to get back to
his desk and to the filing he had been given earlier in the day

"They ain't gonna file themselves" he said

So he went back to his desk and got back to work.  His head conjured up the
image of that poor kid getting raped by Jake the drunk. How he must have
felt to have this filthy pig on him.

It actually made Watkins cock stir again. Not for Jake or the kid. But then
he imagined himself the recipient of the attack in the cell. And Jake
quickly turned into Higgins. That hunky daddy Higgins. Watkins dick got
hard real fast.

"Fuckkk!" Stop it" he said to his dick

"Problem son" came a voice

He looked up and saw Higgins standing there. He was all man. His light
colored jeans were pressed to a big lump in them.  The manly unshaven face
a sight of handsomeness many may not notice because he was so strict and
stern all the time. But Watkins saw it.

"No. I'm okay sir... He started to say

But then he decided to say something about the happenings in the cell

"Sir" he said softly

"That kid. Umm in the cell"

"Yeah son. What of him"

"Jake is doin something aweful to him sir"

"Just saying it's wrong. Err sir"

"He's a queer son" Higgins said with a grumble

"And queers ain't got no rights"

Watkins was just gonna shut up. But his conscience was digging at him. He
had to try and get kid some dignity. This was just wrong

"He is just a kid sir" Watkins added

He looked up at the handsome man across from him. Higgins sighed and put
his hands in his hips.  Bowed his head for a moment or two. Contemplating
what he was going to say next.

Watkins looked at the big crotch again. He could see the outline of the
mans big dick as he shifted there while he stood. It certainly was an
impressive package the man had. And he couldn't help but lick his lips at
it.

"Yeah he is a kid" Higgins stated

"But he broke the law"

"My law"

"And you break 'My laws' you get punished

Then man leaned down and placed his meaty hands on the desk

"Understood?!" He said in a commanding tone

Watkins just nodded. Then just shut up.

"Good." Higgins added

"I knew yer new and all boy"

"You'll come around to the 'right' way of thinking soon enough"

Then he stood upright again. He turned and walked away

"Good talk" he said as he left Watkins there. Watkins just sighed as he was
unable to do anything for that boy.

His parents came to collect the boy later. He cried to them of what had
happened. But they genuinely seemed disinterested in his complaints. Again
noone cared about the gay kid. Jensen stood there as they left. Looking at
Watkins to make sure he kept his mouth shut.

"Bye" he waved at the kid as his parents left with him

There was a tone of sarcasm in his words.

"Prick" Watkins thought. He went home later wondering if his being therewas
such a good idea or not . But then the image of Higgins filled his head. He
instinctively grabbed himself and squeezed his dick.

"Such a daddy" his head said to him

"Such a daddy"

He went to bed with confusion tormenting hum all night................

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