Date: Mon, 20 Nov 2017 07:46:16 +0000 (UTC) From: Wombat Subject: 'The Old Valley Road Hotel #93' {Wombat} ( MM SciFi Anal Size Musc Biker ) [ 93 ! ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The Old Valley Road Hotel. By Wombat. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Any constructive comments are appreciated. I'm at 'bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au'. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Dear Nifty Readers, If you enjoy this story or others on Nifty, please send a generous donation to Nifty.org at 'http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html' to help support and maintain this free service full of wonderful stories so it may continue to remain available to everyone. Thank you all, Wombat ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 7 - 'A Rainy Day' Part 33. ------------------------------------ ------------------------------------ Part 93: A Policeman in Love ------------------------------------ "Scottie, is Sergeant Rowling in love?" Mrs Kirtland asked Scott. Scott looked at Morag then at Mrs Kirtland with a wry smile. "Now that's an interesting concept, a policeman in love," replied Scott. "What makes you think that Kym is in love?" "Oh really, Scottie! Haven't you noticed? He just seems so happy and joyful these days. He's not at all the grumpy old sourpuss he used to be," said Mrs Kirtland. "Who is it, Scottie? Who's he in love with?" "I've heard he's often up at the old hotel on Valley Road," said Mrs Webb. "Is it that girl with the curly red hair who's a friend of yours? She does look rather sweet." Scott and Morag were standing in the queue of customers waiting to be served the Ringtail Springs post office. They were waiting to collect all the mail for the community in the old Valley Road hotel and to arrange a post office box. The postmistress Liz Nelson had complained about the volume of mail she had to handle for the community. Scott as Deputy Prior could authorise the post office box. "I actually heard him singing when I saw him sitting in his police car in the street the other day," said Mrs Farrell. "I must say, his mood is a lot better than it used to be." "Yes, it is lovely that he is in such a good mood these days," remarked Mrs Webb. "Tell us, please Scottie. Who is he in love with? Is it that red-headed girl?" Scott scratched his head. "Ladies, I don't know how to answer your questions," he replied. "He's always in a good mood when he comes up to our place for Morag's lovely cakes and coffee." Morag had a slight smile as she said, "It's not just me. We all do the cakes and coffee thing." "Yes, Scottie, we know about all the lovely ladies you've got in your harem up there on Valley Road," said Mrs Biggs as she poked Scott in the ribs. "It's not a harem!" exclaimed Scott. "Definitely not!" Morag rolled her eyes and smiled. The ladies laughed. "My, Scottie, you're solid muscle these days," remarked Mrs Biggs. "I almost broke my finger poking you just then. You're as hard as a rock and you are so huge and muscly. You're so tall too. I don't know what all you fellows are doing up there growing all those huge big muscles. You're all just so huge and big and strong and bulging all over with those great big muscles." "Yes, my son Trent has been talking about virtually nothing else ever since he and his friends Simon and Corey saw you and your friend Derek in the supermarket on Christmas Eve," put in Mrs Kirtland. "So young Trent wants to grow great big muscles too?" asked Mrs Biggs. "Yes, Roma, very much so," replied Mrs Kirtland. "He seems obsessed with the idea." "So is Simon, my son," said Mrs Webb. "Simon Webb is known as 'Spider' to his friends," Scott explained to Morag. "How fitting!" laughed Morag. "Tell me, Scottie. Have you been growing lately while nobody's looking?" asked Mrs Kirtland. "Yes, as is usual for guys my age," replied Scott. Morag laughed. The older women looked at her. They were thinking what an attractive young lady she was. They wondered if she was Scott's girlfriend. Roma Biggs was thinking what a shame it was that Scott was not going out with one of the local girls, but this young Scottish lady seemed really attractive. Scott and Morag picked up their thoughts. He grinned at Morag. The women immediately thought yes, Scott does like her. "Just how tall are you, Scottie?" asked Mrs Biggs. "I'm sure you're grown taller since I last saw you." "I'm 195 centimetres," replied Scott. "What's that in real measurements?" asked Mrs Biggs. "Six feet five inches." "Goodness me! That is tall!" "You must be the tallest in your family," remarked Mrs Farrell. Scott had increased his height a little to 195 centimetres. In order to maintain his impressive proportions he had also increased his weight to 185 kilograms (410 pounds). He had a magnificent body. "Next please," called Liz. The queue shuffled forward. That evening in the police station Sergeant Kym Rowling was upstairs in his bedroom. He was getting undressed ready for bed. He had taken his shoes off and had just unbuckled the belt of his police uniform trousers. He was hoping for another nocturnal visit from Wolf. The thought of Wolf's big cock pushing up his anus and filling his rectum and lower bowel caused thrills to run through his body. He had just removed his trousers when he heard a soft poof behind him. Before he knew it, he felt Wolf's strong arms wrap around him and Wolf kissing him on the side of the neck. A shudder of delight shook his body. "Hullo, lover boy," purred Wolf in his ear. Kym groaned with delight. "Let's get rid of these impediments, shall we?" Wolf purred. Kym's underpants vanished from around him and reappeared on the floor next to the fireplace. His police uniform shirt magically unbuttoned itself all the way down its front. He felt Wolf's big hands roving over the front of his naked plump belly and chest. He gave a moan of sheer pleasure. He collected himself and said, "You know, I still can't get used to your psychic powers." "Psychokinetic powers," corrected Wolf. "I'll teach you how to do it, Kym, when you're ready and I hope that's soon, like really soon." Kym reached around behind him and felt Wolf's hard muscular naked body wrapped around him. "You've got nothing on!" he exclaimed. "Yep," returned Wolf. "I'm stripped and ready for action, ready to fill your bum with my cock and take you to the highest peaks of joy and bliss." "Oh fuck yes please!" moaned Kym. "I've been waiting for this all day!" Wolf picked up Kym in his arms. He carried him across the bedroom and lay him down on his back on the bed. "Do you want your socks on still?" he asked. "Fucked if I know!" replied Kym. "I don't care!" "You will be fucked shortly," laughed Wolf. "OK, I'll leave 'em on. I think a man looks sexier in his socks anyway." He climbed onto the bed. He grabbed Kym by both ankles and hoisted his hips up while he placed a pillow under Kym's buttocks. "What are you doing?" asked Kym. "Are you going to come into me from the front?" "Yes. I thought I'd try a different angle," replied Wolf. "Something different," commented Kym nervously. "Don't worry. You'll be fine like always. That I promise." Wolf immediately planted his face in Kym's bulging fat belly and started blowing raspberries into it. Kym giggled with delight. His cock stiffened with anticipation. After a few minutes of the raspberry treatment that left Kym weak with laughter, Wolf then commenced licking all over Kym's belly causing mixed laughter and groans of delight from Kym. Kym ran his hand over Wolf's shoulder and upper back relishing the feel of smooth bare skin covering the mounds of big hard muscle. By this time Kym's penis was rock hard with sexual tension. His balls and perineum ached. Satisfied with giving Kym a thorough belly licking, Wolf turned his attention to licking Kym's anus. Kym groaned with delight as he felt Wolf's tongue slippery with saliva licking his anal pucker. His groans became deeper as Wolf's tongue penetrated into his anal canal. Wolf seemed to have an unnaturally prehensile tongue. The back of Kym's pelvis tingled furiously as his prostate was being massaged by Wolf's tongue. "Fuck me, plee... ee... ease!" groaned Kym desperate with sexual tension. "Sure thing, mate," laughed Wolf. He hoisted Kym's legs up into the air and placed them over his muscular shoulders. At the same time he placed the head of his big force-field lubricated cock hard up against the pucker of Kym's arsehole. "Ready?" he asked. "Fuck yes!" moaned Kym. "I'm fucking desperate." He gave a deep-throated groan as he felt his anal sphincters being slowly forced open by the big thick head of Wolf's cock. He felt the pop in his anus as the cock head pushed its way past his anal sphincters into his rectum. Inexorably, Wolf's cock pushed up through Kym's bowels until it was deeply embedded in Kim's belly. Kym felt utterly filled. Wolf's cock seemed to reach almost up to his heart it was so far up inside him. Kym was transported with delight. He wanted this. He needed this. Now he was getting it, a mighty cock up his arse. He loved the deep fucks that Wolf gave him. His heart pounded. He fancied that Wolf's cock reached up to it. It felt at least it was close. Now that he was all the way in, Wolf lay on top of Kym propping most of his weight on his elbows. He partially withdrew his cock and thrust it back in. He continued thrusting his cock in and out of Kym's anus with a steady rhythm. Kym gave a deep moan with the intense pleasuring he was receiving. He wrapped his arms around Wolf's powerful muscular neck and shoulders as he tried to draw him in even closer through his skin. His legs were propped up over Wolf's shoulders. His arse was wide open to the deep thrusts by Wolf's splendid cock that he was receiving. He revelled in the hard muscular body of the man fucking him. He was in transports of joy. The stimulation inside his pelvis became more intense as Wolf's cock rammed into Kym's prostate and past it. Both his lower back and the back of his pelvis tingled furiously as the sexual tension built up. His rock-hard cock was rubbing up and down the sweaty valley in between the thick hard ridges of Wolf's muscular abdomen. Suddenly he felt something like a kick in the back of his pelvis. His groin contracted brutally with a flash of pain. Then he careered mindlessly into an explosive orgasm. He was delirious. So many feelings thundered through his overloaded brain like a herd of buffalo. His consciousness was rendered irrelevant. Wolf kept on fucking him, intensifying his orgasm. Kym was filled with a deep aching need, a desperate want. He was a hole aching to be filled. He wanted Wolf above all things. He wanted Wolf inside him. He wanted to be inside Wolf, curled up like a foetus inside Wolf's well-muscled belly. Kym's mind opened up to Wolf like a dahlia with petals like tentacles. Wolf pressed the big button with a mind glyph and triggered Kym's telepathic sense. Like a dam burst, Kym's mind rushed into the mind of Wolf, blending and mixing joyfully with Wolf. He felt like a small planet drawn into a close tight orbit around a brilliantly bright blue giant star. He felt he was in danger of melting away completely but he did not care. Filled with rapture, he hugged Wolf and planted desperate kisses on his cheek. Then he was treated to the joyous tumult of Wolf's orgasm. Wolf howled as he thrust his cock up inside Kym as far as it could possibly go. Kym felt a sharp pain deep inside his chest but it was a lovely pain, a blessed pain as he wrapped himself around the roaring fire of Wolf's towering orgasm. That was enough to trigger another orgasm within Kym. It was more intense than the last one. He howled too in mindless rapture as his body was shaken by a titanic orgasm like an earthquake. He was mixing and melding with Wolf like twin ribbons of fire twirling round and round like in a tornado. Somewhere dimly in his blurred out consciousness he was aware that Wolf was more than human. He was aware that he was being fucked by a god, a being that was not an ordinary human but much more. However, he was in far too much rapture to care. He was enjoying the ride far too much. They had several rounds of sex, each culminating in a towering rapture of an orgasm. Kym lost count of how many orgasms he had. He fell asleep with Wolf spooned against his back and with Wolf's cock up his arsehole. He delighted in the telepathic connection he had acquired with Wolf but he was very tired. Sleep overtook him. Kym awoke the next morning to Wolf's stiff cock moving gently in and out of his arsehole. "Oh, yes please!" he moaned as Wolf continued to fuck him. He quickly screamed into another orgasm and Wolf filled his arse with spunk. They lay in bed together enjoying the blessed deep connectedness they had with each other, telepathic as well as physical. After a while they separated and got out of bed. Kym peeled off his semen-soaked police uniform shirt and threw it in the laundry basket. In the shower they had one more fuck. Kym was deliriously happy. He had that wonderfully well-fucked ache in his arse. His anal itch had been well and truly scratched. He knew that he would be buzzing with happiness for the rest of the day. He was addicted to Wolf. He loved that well-fucked feeling. He loved Wolf. The telepathic connection with Wolf was a whole new joy. Through his connection with Wolf, Kym became aware of a wider network of telepaths into which Wolf and now he was plugged. He became aware of Scott, Derek, Paul, Morag, Hal, Brenda, Jessica and all the others. When he realised that he was in telepathic contact with the mind of Scott Reeves, he worried. Scott assured Kym that he would never tell his father about Kym's affair with Wolf. He made it abundantly clear that he would definitely not stoop so low as to titillate the township with the gossip about Kym's homosexual love affair with the big muscular German. Derek: << Wolf likes fucking fat cops. >> Kym felt wounded. Wolf: << Give him a break, Derek! Kym has only just become a telepath. >> Kym detected a certain amount of aggressiveness in Wolf who was ready to defend Kym. Derek was full of the lightness of being. He was full of happiness, fun and joy and he was in a teasing mood. However, he backed off. Kym was sensitive about his heavy fat body. He had to put up with his father's efforts to slim him down. His father was not gentle about it either, he being a fit strong retired police superintendent. Wolf made it clear that he would train Kym up as a superman as soon as Kym felt ready. When that happened, Kym would become a fit strong muscular man like Wolf and Derek and he would have super powers. Perhaps Kym's father might be pleased with the transformation when it occurred. Wolf recommended that Kym take a holiday from being a policeman. If that happened, Wolf could train Kym up to be a superman. He and Kym would need to get well out of the town. Kym was too well-known. Wolf would borrow a four-wheel-drive and they would go bush somewhere. It would be much better if they went somewhere where Kym could not have his training as a superman interrupted. Kym realised that Wolf and all the other telepaths up on Valley Road had access to his memories. They all knew about his father's efforts with him during his stay with his parents over the Christmas holidays. He was comforted to know that no-one held his memories against him. Nobody judged him. He became aware of a vast great and loving intelligence overarching the entire telepathic network, a vast numinous being. All the superhuman telepaths had pledged to serve this being. Their grant of super powers was bestowed by Him. Kym realised that this vast intelligence was God. Up until now, Kym had not cared whether or not God existed. It had all seemed irrelevant to him. Now he was faced with the irrefutable proof that God existed. God had connected up with his mind. God was in his mind. God wanted Kym. They got dressed. Kym put on a clean fresh police uniform. Wolf magicked into existence around himself a pair of close-fitting belt- less blue denim jeans with brown leather calf-length work boots. His big well-muscled arms, wide deep chest, muscular belly and broad shoulders were bare. Kym wolf-whistled the shirtless Wolf. "My God! You're one hell of a hot hunk," he declared. Wolf grinned appreciatively. They went downstairs into the large old-fashioned kitchen of the police station. Wolf made coffee and cooked a breakfast of bacon and eggs with sausages. Kym tucked in with relish. He was grateful to Wolf for cooking breakfast for him. After breakfast, they sat enjoying each other's company. Kym delighted in the telepathic contact with the man he loved. He savoured the coffee from his big mug. The wall phone rang. Kym groaned as he got up from his chair. "I wonder who the fuck that could be," he moaned. "Probably it's that silly old biddy ringing up again to complain about the next-door neighbour's Yorkshire Terrier pissing on her petunias." Wolf laughed. Kym pulled a face as he picked up the receiver. "Ringtail Springs Police Station. Sergeant Rowling speaking," he said into the mouthpiece. "Good morning, Sergeant. Inspector Hartnell here," came the crisp reply. "Good morning, sir. Er, how are you?" Kym was instantly alert. "Well, thank you. Sergeant, I note that you have a considerable amount of annual leave owing to you. I am aware that departmental exigencies have made it difficult for you to take leave in the past several years." "Yes sir," replied Kym wondering where this was leading. "Are you interested in taking some time off in the near future?" asked Inspector Hartnell. "It would be helpful if you could." Kym needed advice from Wolf. He was grateful for his telepathic connection to Wolf so he could ask without speaking. In any case, telepathic communication was much faster than speech. He asked the question how long should he ask for. Wolf replied two weeks at the minimum, ideally about four weeks. Kym passed the information to Wolf that Inspector Hartnell was the operations inspector for the Cootamundra Local Area Command. "Yes, sir. I am interested," Kym replied to the inspector. "How long would you like me to take off?" "The situation is this, Sergeant. We have a fellow we want to get out of Sydney for a while. It would be good if we could slot him into the Ringtail Springs Police District as it does seem to be pretty quiet there. Not much of great moment seems to happen there. We would like to see how he goes. If things don't work out well, would you be willing to supervise him when you return from leave?" "Yes, sir, I suppose so. I reckon I'm a bit out of practice with supervision though." "You'll be fine," replied Inspector Hartnell. "It won't take you long to get back into the swing of it. How much leave would you like to take?" Kym was glad that he was in constant contact with Wolf's mind. "Six weeks. Would that be alright, sir?" he asked. Wolf grinned. << Trust you to go for the max, Kym. Do I detect a little self-indulgence there, you randy bastard? >> "That sounds OK to me. Fax me a leave form and I'll sign it," replied the inspector. Kym fought to keep the laugh out of his voice as he said, "Thank you, sir. I'll do it." "Good. Anything else, Sergeant?" "Why does this fellow need to be got out of Sydney?" "That's confidential, Sergeant. Would you be available to do a handover to him, like show him the ropes of country policing in your patch? That shouldn't take more than a day or two." "Yes, sir, that's fine. When can I expect to see him?" "He should arrive there day after tomorrow. I should inform you he's married with two little girls aged six and four. He is Senior Constable Colin Constable. His wife is Madeleine or Maddie and his daughters are named Grace and Emily respectively." "Senior Constable Constable," said Kym with a laugh in his voice. Wolf sat grinning across the table. "Don't make jokes about his name, Sergeant," reproved Inspector Hartnell. "They will not be appreciated." "No, sir. Of course not, sir," replied Kym smiling. "You should be able to fit the Constable family in that rambling old police station there without any problems." "I guess so. Most of the bedrooms haven't been used in ages. They're pretty dusty. Is it alright for me to get someone in to clean them?" "Yes, it is, provided you observe the departmental security protocols." "Sure thing, sir. Will do." "Do you have any further questions?" "I don't think so, sir." "In that case, Sergeant, have a good holiday." "Thank you, sir," replied Kym. "See you when you get back," said Inspector Hartnell and hung up. Wolf came over to Kym. They high-fived then kissed passionately. Kym felt tempted to ask Wolf for another fuck but he knew he was obliged to get the day's work started. He would soon have to be seen about the town. Nonetheless, he adored feeling Wolf's strong hard body hard against him with his thick strong muscular arms wrapped around him. He loved the feel of all that hard muscle under Wolf's bare skin under his hands. He was besotted with Wolf and he revelled in the knowledge that Wolf loved him. Wolf made plans. Kym followed Wolf's thought processes. Wolf made no attempt to hide his thoughts from the novice telepath. Kym was deliriously happy. Wolf suggested that Kym fill out the police departmental leave application and fax it off to the inspector for approval. Kym kissed Wolf on the lips once more and then made his way to the office at the front of police station down the hallway from the kitchen. He switched on his PC and modem. He waited impatiently for the PC to complete its start-up process. As soon as the computer was ready, Kym brought up a leave application form, typed in the required details and faxed it off from the PC to the local area command headquarters at Cootamundra. With that done, he phoned the approved cleaning lady and engaged her to come in and clean the bedrooms for the new arrivals. She was already coming in to clean for him weekly. He emailed the notification to Hartnell. Kym read through the departmental emails that had accumulated in his inbox. They all had little relevance to him. He cast his eye over his running sheet for the previous day. Satisfied, he emailed it to Hartnell. Wolf sent the telepathic suggestion that Kym should decide in which bedrooms the Constable family should sleep. His head appeared around the door. He winked. Kym's heart skipped a beat. He realised he was head over heels in love with Wolf. Absolutely, totally, completely. Kym got up from his desk and the fax machine whirred into action. Inspector Hartnell had approved Kym's leave. The signed form came through on the machine. He picked it up, grinned and gave the thumbs up to Wolf at the door. He went into the hallway and kissed Wolf where they could not be seen from the street. Wolf put his arms around Kym. Suddenly they were upstairs. Kym was bewildered. Kym: <+ ? +> Wolf grinning: <+ Magic jump through hyperspace +> "It gets me, the way you do that sort of thing," commented Kym. Wolf: << Don't worry. You'll be doing this sort of thing yourself pretty soon hopefully. Let's decide where you're going to put your new boarders. >> He laughed. Kym shook his head. He was hopelessly in love with Wolf but still Wolf confused and mystified him. Kym did not want to move out of his bedroom which was the official sergeant's bedroom. It had the double bed in it in which he and Jeannie used to sleep and in which he continued to sleep. He regarded it as his bedroom. All the other bedrooms were bigger than the modern double bedrooms. Two were enormous. They had been used as dormitories in which four or six constables had slept. There were several bathrooms including one with six showers and six toilets. Kym decided he would get the cleaning lady to clean all the rooms and the Constable family could choose which bedrooms to use. Kym was unsure whether or not the two little girls would share the same bedroom. Some of the rooms had old and dusty beds. Wolf made them disappear and replaced them with the equivalent nice comfortable beds that appeared slightly used. The front doorbell rang. Wolf informed Kym that it was the cleaning lady. He vanished into thin air when he jumped back to the old Valley Road Hotel. Kym clumped down the stairs and let the cleaning lady in, good old Mrs Crooke. He told her that he was expecting a new family to move in while he went on holidays and asked her to clean all the rooms upstairs. Mrs Crooke was curious to know about the new family but Kym told her that he had not been given much detail. He knew that the news would go around the town in no time flat. He returned to the office and got on with what Scott cheekily called the administrivia. He gave a resigned smile at the thought and started on the morning's paperwork. As he pored over the paperwork, he sent a telepathic question to Wolf asking what clothes he should take to wear. Wolf replied that Kym should pack clothes that were comfortable and casual. Kym did not need to take much. Wolf would look after everything else. Kym did not have to concern himself about anything. In any case, Wolf had his 'magic' powers. He could make anything appear that he wished. Kym laboured with the administrative work. He preferred to get it out of the way before he went on his rounds of the town. Two days later, the Constable family arrived. Senior Constable Colin Constable was a very tall thin pale-skinned man much taller than Kym. He had black hair and dark brown eyes. His wife was shorter than her husband and nearly the same height has Kym. She was a fit-looking blonde woman with blue eyes. One of the little girls was school age. She was blonde and blue-eyed like her mother. The other younger girl had light brown hair and hazel eyes. Kym thought that both the little girls looked quite thin. They already knew that Kym was going on leave. He would go when he had completed the handover to Senior Constable Colin Constable. Kym helped them carry their luggage upstairs. The two little girls decided they wanted a bedroom each. Madeleine Constable chose a suitable bedroom for herself and her husband. Kym detected with his telepathic sense a certain sadness and rootlessness in Colin. His wife exuded an air of brisk efficiency. Kym was too much of a novice telepath to go digging in their minds. Wolf cautioned him against trying. Wolf also warned him that his telepathic sense would collapse until Wolf fucked him again if Kym experienced strong negative emotions. Wolf would not make an appearance at the police station until Kym was ready to leave. That meant no more sex until they went away. Kym resigned himself to Wolf's absence. Wolf suggested that Kym would benefit from developing a good relationship with the family. Over the next few days, Kym brought Colin up to speed with what was required of a police officer in the town. He took Colin around and introduced him to a number of the people in the town. As well, he introduced Madeleine to some of the townspeople. He took them both up to Valley Road to meet the community of people living in the old hotel. Madeleine and Colin were delighted by their hospitable reception and they remarked what lovely people lived in the old hotel. With the handover completed and Colin comfortable about taking over, Wolf arrived at the police station with a packed Land Cruiser. Kym took little luggage. He was elated to be on his way with the man he loved. -------------------------------------- Continued in Part 94. --------------------------------------