Date: Thu, 25 Nov 2021 18:57:35 +0000 From: Matthew Storm Subject: Deviant Cop Adventures - Chapter 3 This is a work of fiction. Please, donate to Nifty to keep these stories going: https://donate.nifty.org/ Please give feedback: mattstorm1997@gmail.com Part III -- Meeting Alec, The Nephew That afternoon I went down to the lake. The park had its own sort of beach with grass instead of sand. There were piers jutting out into the water for people to dive off of or go kayaking into the lake. The beach was big and surrounded by a forested area and there were already quite some people there. I chose a somewhat secluded area and set down my towel before going for a quick swim. There were lots of people swimming around and, further into the lake and on the other shores with the lake houses, there were people on speedboats and doing stand-up paddle. I swam around for a bit, looking for someone I might find interesting but, other than some average looking guys, nothing really piqued my interest. I got out of the water and walked to my towel but got the sudden urge to take a piss. Not wanting to walk all the way back to the nearest bathroom, I instead went into the forested area and found a spot by some bushes. I pulled down my speedo and started pissing. A few seconds later, I hear someone approaching. Instinctively, I looked to see who it was and whether it was worth it to try some cruising and, suddenly, the 18 year-old from the pool appears from behind one of the bushes, wearing only his swim shorts. I turned around, giving him full view of my cock while I finished pissing. "Glad to see you here," I said. "I could say the same," he replied, approaching me, hunger in his eyes. He took hold of my cock and pointed it towards him so that my piss washed over his abs. I grinned. "I've been thinking about your cock from the very first moment I saw you go into that bathroom to fuck the old dude last night." "You noticed that?" "Of course I did. I can't wait to have your cock shoved up my ass." "Not sure about that," I said. "I'm too big to fuck you without loosening you up first." It was true, my cock was blessing and a curse. Yeah, it was big, but it also meant most people couldn't take it. Of those that could, most tapped out a few minutes in. I'd only encountered some dozen people who'd been able to take me completely. "I'm already loose enough." "Oh? I thought you had a girlfriend?" "And I do. But I'm also on the swim team and we like to have some fun." I finished pissing and he pulled down his shorts. "Plus, I already have a load inside me." "You're full of surprises. How come?" "I saw you come to the lake so I told my girlfriend I was coming down here for a swim while she napped. On my way here, I knew I had to get ready to take your cock so I came to this area to see if I could find anyone cruising. Lo and behold, there was some dude here, hanging around with his cock out and looking for other guys." "Who?", I asked, interested. "Not sure. I just know he has a son called Marshall. He said he's been wanting to fuck his son for quite some time now but never got the courage, so he's been fucking younger dudes instead." I barked out a laugh. "Fucking pathetic. Turn around." He obeyed and turned, facing a tree. He held onto the tree while I spat on my now hard cock and spread my spit to serve as lube. I hoped he was loose enough. The cum inside him should help with lubrication too. I set the tip of my cock against his hole. I looked at it and it did look somewhat sloppy. Definitely not a virgin. It was also leaking some of the other dude's cum so I used that to help me get in. I slid the tip in and he gasped for air, closing his eyes. "Told you," I warned. "Ah, fuck," he said. "Not sure if I can take it after all." "Too late now," I said, pushing some more in. He gasped again. "Fuck, no, take it out," he started pulling away but I grabbed his waist with one hand and pressed his head against the tree with the other. "I said it's too late," I insisted and, for good measure, shoved the rest of my cock up his ass. He howled in pain, his body shaking. I looked around, but we were alone. "Stop!", he begged, but I couldn't care less. I held him in place and he fought back, but there was nothing he could do. I was a policeman, he was just some somewhat-buff kid. I started fucking him with long, hard strokes. It didn't take long before he started crying, trying to pull away, squirming and moving, but I was too strong for him. Admittedly, it also didn't take me long to cum. Feeling him struggle underneath my burly body, my cock raping his ass over and over was enough to push me over the edge and I shot load after load deep up his ass. I pulled out and watched as my and the other dude's loads dripped out of the kid's now abused hole, dripping slowly down his legs and onto the ground. Just like with Marshall, I gathered some up with my hands and fed it to him. Despite his resistance and the tears and saliva, he opened his mouth diligently and swallowed it all. "That should teach you some respect, you fucking fag," I said, slapping his ass. He squirmed. "I spoke to you. Answer!" "Yes, sir." "Next time, remember that your hole exists to be used by your masters whenever and however they want. Understood?" "Yes, sir," he replied, wiping his tears. "Good. Now go." I wasn't afraid that he would report me or say anything to anyone else. I knew he had loved every second of what had just happened. He knew his true place and he knew what I had said was true. He left and I went back to my stuff at the beach. I got everything and went back to the cabin. Once there, I noticed I had 2 missed calls from my brother so I called him back. "Hey Mark!", my brother said once he picked up. "Hey Tony," I said. "Sorry for not picking up, I left my phone in the cabin and went down to the lake. What's up?" "No problem! I was just calling to check when you'd be coming over to visit us. Kelly's out of town for work so it's just me and Alec." "I was thinking of going over tomorrow morning. Sounds good?" "Yeah, sounds perfect! Bring your swimsuit, we'll have a pool day." "I will. See ya, brother." "See ya." The next morning, I took a quick shower and drove out of the campsite. I had my speedo underneath my shorts and it was making me feel uncomfortable after so many days of walking around commando, but it was only a 1 hour drive anyway. My older brother Anthony lived in a town nearby with his wife Kelly and their son Alec. He had moved there because it was where his wife's family was from, and she had had to move back home when her parents had gotten sick. Tony had come with her and gotten a job as a PE teacher at the local high school, as well as the soccer coach and, a year later, Alec had been born. Growing up, me and Tony had been inseparable. Despite being 4 years my elder, we had been great friends and I remembered him coming home from school and immediately sitting down to teach me some interesting thing he had learned that day, be it the Pythagoras Theorem or something else. When puberty came for him, he had taught me about that as well and we had explored each other's bodies, his much more developed than mine. When I was 12 and he 16, we gave each other our first hand job and, for the years after, we'd fooled around together for a bit but had never gotten beyond hand jobs with each other. I was thinking of all that and getting hard when I pulled up to his driveway. He must've heard my car in the distance because he was waiting for me by his door, shirtless. He had a great body, with nicely defined pecs and a strong core covered in salt and pepper hair, as well as strong arms. He definitely didn't fit the fat-PE-teacher stereotype. I got out of the car and he greeted me with a raised hand holding a beer can and a smile not unlike my own. He had a nice, angular jaw like mine, covered in a 1 week stubble, and a straight Greek nose that we'd inherited from our mother's side. "Mark!", he said. "Tony," I replied, and we embraced. He smelled like Old Spice. "Come grab a beer," he offered, and I followed him inside. "Alec, come greet your uncle," he shouted up the stairs and I heard a computer chair rolling away from a desk. I followed my brother into their kitchen, which had a nice view of their suburban backyard and the pool. Kelly was the regional representative of some multinational company, hence the pool. Tony handed me a cold beer can and I opened it with delight, taking a few swigs. "Fuck is it hot," I commented, airing my shirt. "Take off your shirt, you don't need to stand there sweating." I did as he advised and stripped off my shirt. I couldn't help but notice the quick glance he gave me, checking out my body. I rubbed my own 3-day stubble and cleaned the sweat off my brow as Alec appeared in the kitchen. Alec had always been a quiet kid, especially around me. I know kids usually get scared of my general appearance, especially if they know I'm a policeman, but I was his uncle and, still, he was like a small dog in my presence, looking around nervous and tensed up. I'd played with him as a kid, I'd cracked jokes, showed him affection and, still, nothing. I was unsure of what made him so scared of me. As he walked in, he looked as nervous as he had always looked, despite now being almost 18. And, still, he didn't look his age. Both me and Tony had inherited our mother's Greek genes, making us tall and burly, but Alec had taken most of his from Kelly. He was barely 5'2'', thin and lanky, white as milk. He had a sparse beard, which he kept clean shaven, and black, short hair. He looked closer in age to Marshall, truth be told. "Hey Alec," I greeted him, pulling him close for a hug. "Hey uncle Mark," he replied, his voice almost shaking. "How've you been?" "Doing great." "More than great," Tony added. "Alec here's got some big news." "Oh yeah?", I asked, trying to loosen him up. "Oh, right. I was accepted to Pemberley on a full soccer scholarship," he said, looking down. "Congrats buddy!", I said, honestly delighted. "Pemberley's in my city!" "Yeah, I was going to talk to you about that too. I was wondering if I could stay with you while I'm there?", he looked up then, almost looking like a puppy. "You don't even have to ask! When are you coming?" "Next month, maybe. September." "I'll get everything ready for you." I was genuinely happy for him. Pemberley was a great university, and a full soccer scholarship was even better. It was hard to believe such a scrawny kid could be the local high school's star soccer player, but he was. Which made me believe that he wasn't as shy or meek out there as he was around me. Him moving in with me could be a great opportunity to bring us closer together, I hoped. We talked a bit more about his news and I excitedly told him some stuff about the city. He had been there, of course, but I was so excited that I started explaining everything, from what were the best bars to how the public transportation worked. We made our way to the back garden and kept talking as Tony fired up the grill for lunch. By then, Alec seemed much more relaxed. Eventually, I was getting too hot and asked if anyone was up for a quick swim before we ate. Tony refused, but Alec accepted and went back to his room to change into his swimsuit. "Hey, Tony," I said while Alec was away. "I was just thinking. Maybe Alec could come back with me to the campsite for the rest of my vacation. It's just until the end of the week and it could help him to get to know me a bit more before moving in?" "Hey, sounds good to me. If he wants to go, go ahead." "You don't mind being alone? With Kelly gone?" "No problem, I'll keep myself entertained," he said, winking. Alec came back out wearing only his swim shorts. He had a nice body, slim and clean-cut with muscles big enough for you to notice he practice some type of sport but not too buff at the same time. He barely had any hair, which was weird considering his genes: just some on his chest, happy trail and armpits. All in all, he looked maybe 16. My mind immediately brought up Marshall and what we'd done in the showers and I had to fight my brain to keep my dick down. I took off my gym shorts, suddenly self-conscious of how revealing my speedo was. I loved how it struggled to contain my dick, the elastic band dipping down at the front with the weight and showing the top of my pubes. But it was one thing to walk like that around complete strangers, another to do so in front of family. Reluctantly, I tossed my shorts aside and immediately turned to jump into the pool. I dove right in, the water not too cool, and heard someone else splash into the water. I came to the surface and was followed by Alec, who was smiling. I realised I had barely ever seen the boy smile. It was a beautiful smile too. At last, something he had inherited from us: the slightly large mouth that gave him a somewhat horizontal smile instead of the typical "U". "Take advantage of this pool while you're here," I told him. "I still haven't married a woman rich enough to buy one for myself." "Hey!", Tony complained from the grill. Alec laughed. "I can always go to the campus' pool," he said, swimming around. "True. Pemberley actually has a great sports program, from what I've heard. I think they have a subscription that gives you access to all of their sports facilities. I was looking into that before I joined the force. We have our own gym." "Ah, that's cool. I barely ever hit the gym, I'm always so busy with soccer practice and school." "Doesn't your coach make you guys work out? I thought soccer players still had to build some muscle." "We do. He tells us to work out on our free time, which barely exists." "Well, I actually know the soccer coach at Pemberley and I'm pretty sure he makes working out part of your soccer practice." "You do? Why haven't you ever told me?", he asked me. "I don't know. I guess it just never came up." The truth was, this had been the longest conversation we'd had and the only time he had actually shown interest in me. "So, uh," I started. "I was just talking to your dad about an idea I had. Since we aren't that close, I was wondering if you'd like to come spend the rest of the week with me camping. Not really camping, I'm renting a cabin, but it's a campsite. That way we can get over the awkwardness when you move in with me." I watched his face go from confusion to almost absolute panic. Why was he always so scared of me? Was I that intimidating? I knew I made for an imposing figure, but I was his uncle. He looked around, as if nervous, but his father was distracted with something so he had to look back at me. "Uh... sure," he said. I was honestly surprised. After such a rollercoaster of emotions, I was expecting a no. "Great! I was thinking of leaving some time after lunch, so you still have time to pack." A bit later, Tony called us for lunch so we got out of the pool and dried ourselves with the towels. We had lunch outside and, afterwards, Alec went up to his room to pack his bag. I stayed with Tony outside, drinking some beers and talking about random stuff. When it got too hot, we both went in the pool, and I couldn't help but notice him glancing at me at every opportunity. Checking me out? Or nothing special? We were soon joined by Alec who now looked much more relaxed again. He'd taken some time up in his bedroom, but at least now he didn't look as panicky as he had when I'd asked him to come camping with me. At around 4 p.m., it was time for us to go. We had been in the sun for a while, so we were no longer wet. We said our goodbyes to Tony and I made the usual promises of bringing Alec back in one piece.