Beyond the Blue, part 24 by lennoxbear@aol.com
The following is an erotic story involving gay relationships and male to male sex. If such offends you, leave.
Jim sat on the edge of Al's bed rubbing the man's leg and listening intently to Earl. Dr. Pratt had phoned Jim shortly after Earl had throttled the intruder into Al's room as the man attempted to poison Al. The stuff he had tried to introduce into Al's IV drip would have done the job. The infection that had manifest itself in Al's shoulder and the dehydration had prompted Pratt to use an IV. The perfect set-up for knocking someone off. Jim shook his head and struggled to figure it out and understand why. Steve had dropped him off and then went to another room to sleep before having to report for work.
"I don't get it Earl, what made you come in here in the middle of the night?" Al mumbled as he moved in and out of the conversation.
"Well, with all that's happening in my body, I just don't sleep. So, when they brought Al in here after the shooting I snuck in to watch over him. I thought someone might still take a shot after what Ron had told me. I wanted to help, feel useful before my end came." Jim smiled at the man sitting in the corner chair. Besides, Doc Pratt was doing a favour for an old queen."
"What?" Earl chuckled then coughed.
"All you young hunks on the force kept me going. I enjoyed the company and all the hot flesh you brought into the locker room."
"Are you saying you're gay?" Earl looked at Al who rolled his eyes at Jim.
"Not the brightest on the uptake, is he? Yes, I'm gay. And sitting here watching this good-looking young man was, well, feeding my fantasies so to speak. Pratt let me sit here and keep guard. It was a pleasant job."
"How have you managed to keep it a secret all these years? I mean, no one would have suspected you of being gay."
"It wasn't a complete secret, Ron knows, and a couple of others. People I can trust. I'm sorry I didn't have the balls to come out of the closet before this, like you young guys. Takes courage. Of course, you're all being yanked out of the closet, not in the friendliest manner. Except, well, what is Steve's story?" Jim and Al laughed.
"So you been working in the closet by yourself?"
"Well, I have a lover. Max, the night manager at the Garage."
"The big beefy older guy?" Earl shook his head.
"We been together for 25 years, you guys got a long way to go to catch up."
Jim and Al looked at each other. "Twenty-five years! Wow, that's pretty awesome. Congratulations." Earl waved it off.
"Nothing fantastic, some people just click perfectly, like us. Like you two. I'm just sorry someone with a vendetta against gay men tried to do this. I knew Dirt was a bit off balance but I never would have suspected this. It shocked the hell out of me when the nurse and the cop assigned to patrol the hall came in and turned the light on. There's Dirt on the floor. I whacked him good. Look at my cane, all bent."
"I'm glad you were here buddy." Al motioned to Earl. "I'm glad they got him before he killed someone."
"Hatred's a pretty powerful emotion. He's been building up hatred for a long time from what Ron said." Earl coughed and wheezed then tried to get up. Jim went over to help him. "I think I better get some rest. This body can't take the excitement anymore." Jim helped him back to his room as Al lay in bed thinking. Pratt came in and checked his vitals.
"Earl's a pretty cool guy, lucky for you he couldn't sleep." Al agreed as Tom probed his body. "So I imagine he came out to you? He comes from a different era than we do. It took a lot for him to tell me as his doctor that he was gay. I don't know how much longer he has. The cancer is progressing pretty fast. He could use a couple more good friends."
"Yeah, I would love to talk with him. No way of telling how long he has?"
"Can't say. Max runs in and out of here expecting to find him dead in bed. They've been together a long time. I can't imagine 25 years as a gay couple. I have yet to meet the right man."
Al sat quietly listening to the doctor. "You will. I'm lucky; Jim's the right man. I just have to be sure I don't lose him." The door closing made both men turn around.
"You don't have to worry about that." Jim walked over and kissed Al.
"I think you need to check on Earl. He seems really weak." Tom sighed and walked toward the door. Jim turned back to Al and stroked the furry forearm. "Guess it's over."
"Mostly, except for all the messy legal stuff. And the mental health stuff. Dirt's going to go through a lot of examinations for sure. And then, there's the part of settling up with Sonny and the rest of his family. This has to be killing them."
"Yeah, I thought I would try to track Sonny down this afternoon. Last I heard he was planning on going back to California to move his stuff back here for a job with Eric."
"Ron thinks the picture of Sonny and me from Folsum was what pushed him over the edge. Perfectly innocent, we never did anything. Hmmpffhhhh, in Dirt's mind, I turned his son into a screaming queen. I thought families were supposed to be caring and helpful."
"You would think. I have an opportunity with my son to make a difference and that scares me, just being a parent scares me."
"Son? How do you know? You'll do fine." The two men hugged as best they could with Al weak in bed. Steve walked in, as he was about to leave for work.
"Don't you two ever stop all this, this gay stuff?" Jim grabbed him and attempted to plant a kiss. "Stop it. You perv. Stop." Both men were laughing good-naturedly. "I need to leave for work. You going to be able to get home? You want Bo and me to stop for ya later?"
"No, Linda is going to pick me up at lunch time so we can discuss a few things. I'm going to hang here for awhile and spend time with Al. I'll walk you to the door." Jim walked toward the parking lot with Steve. He wanted to be sure Steve was OK after last night's close call with a bullet.
"I'm good, now that they have Dirt in for questioning. It's a shame, the man's whole career down the drain like that, wow." Jim nodded in agreement as they stood beside Steve's car in the still dark morning.
"Thanks for being there last night. I appreciate your being such a good friend. Hopefully, things can get back to normal now, or whatever passes for normal. You have a good day and tell Bo we are thinking about him." Jim went to shake Steve's hand but the shorter cop hugged him instead. The two men closed in a warm embrace and Jim kissed Steve lightly on the side of the neck. Steve didn't let go but instead kissed Jim back.
"I better go, can't be late." Steve hopped into his car and drove off leaving Jim with a very bewildered look on his face and a lump in his jeans.
Bo and Kenny drove to work together trying to get through a list of things they needed to accomplish over the next few days. Bo planned to beg Janet to let him store his stuff at the house for a couple of weeks until they found an apartment and could get things in shape to move. Both men were a bit weary having spent most of the evening in the heat of hot man to man sex. Bo had come full circle and was now hungry to have Kenny's big dick up his ass half the night. Kenny wasn't arguing but his dick was feeling a bit sore from the rough treatment.
"You know, we may have to consider an open relationship, I'm not sure my dick can hold up."
"I thought about that but I don't know if I want an open relationship. I mean we had a lot of fun at Eric's that weekend but the best part was when it was just you and I. I ain't gonna kid you, I love man sex but right now I think I only want to concentrate on you. Weird eh?"
Kenny parked near the garage entrance and rubbed his swollen balls. "No, I think I want that too, but man, you're one fucking hot man. I don't know if I can keep you happy by myself, but I'm willing to try if you are?"
"I am, unless of course, Goldberg makes a hit on me." Kenny rolled his eyes and laughed like it was about to happen any time soon. The two men grabbed a quick kiss just inside the garage as Bo headed toward the locker room.
Steve was standing in front of his locker in his underwear when Bo walked into the room. He looked at the outline of Steve's semi-erect cock and bit his lip. Steve updated him on the occurrences of the last few hours as they reported for roll call. Ron updated everyone on the situation with Al and that a suspect had been apprehended with Earl's assistance. A cheer went up for Earl who unfortunately wasn't there to hear it. Quiet came over the room as buzz spread that the suspect was Dirt. It was a damper on the early morning. As the men filed out for their day's rounds, Bo and Steve passed Mary Lou at her desk. She and Steve exchanged waves and smiles with Steve mouthing that he would call her later. Bo slid behind the seat of the patrol car and hummed happily. Steve looked at him suspiciously and finally punched him to stop.
"Why should I stop? You obviously like her, and the fact that you are dating someone is cool. Besides, I saw that pole you were trying to hide this morning in the locker room."
"Well, for your information, we haven't gone out yet, not till this weekend but we have talked a lot. And yes, I do think I could like her a lot. However, and I'll kill you if you tell anyone. My "pole" as you so graciously refer to it was not for her."
"Huh, what? Did you boink some nurse at the hospital last night when everyone was in the middle of all the drama?"
"Boink? No, I wish. I kissed Jim. I hugged Jim and now I have a hardon because of it."
"Wha? That skinny assed blond dude? I'm much hotter than he is any day of the......I'm kidding. Quit giving me the look. Are you sure?"
"Sure that I did those things, oh yeah. And real sure that I got hard because of it. I need a counselor, know anyone?"
"Not really. Maybe it was the tension from the night and your body was having a confused moment."
"It was this morning, when I was leaving for work and I've gone over it a dozen times all ready."
"What was Jim's reaction?'
"He didn't let on like he had one. Oh fuck. I finally get a date with a woman and here I am having a sexual response to another man."
"Damn, and it's not even me." Steve screwed up his face and shot Bo another look. "I'll try to find out if Kenny knows anyone, in the meantime, try to control your rod. I'm teasing you buddy but I want you to know and understand that I'm here if you need anything. No matter what you decide to do."
Steve thanked him and was about to talk about Dirt and Al when a call came in in their area. The rest of the day was spent in high-energy situations trying to keep up with demand. By the end of the day the two men were tired and debating whether or not a workout would be in their best interest. Kenny was waiting for Bo and teased them into hitting the gym. They dragged themselves in but were soon pumping themselves back into feeling good. Shortly after they arrived, Art walked in with Sonny. The cops all bit their tongues in an effort not to mention his father. Sonny took it on himself to break the barrier with Steve.
"You know it's OK. My father did some dumb things and we have a lot to repair between us but you guys don't have to clam up around me. One of the things I liked about working out around you guys was the camaraderie. I leave tomorrow for California. I have a lot of work to do to return to this area and a new job, so I'm going to be back here. I hope we can be friends." The guys all looked at each other and apologized. The banter and silliness returned as they resumed their workout. An hour and a half later a sweaty, tired but pumped group of men hit the showers. Bo and Kenny were pushing to get to see another apartment and to hook up with Bo's wife about storing his stuff. Art and Sonny asked Steve if he wanted to join them for dinner. They were planning on grabbing some take out and going back to Art's, and since he lived in the same building as Steve, why not?
Steve offered to grab a couple bottles of wine and see them in an hour. He had enough time to hit the store and call Mary Lou. He was feeling better about himself and dismissing the interaction with Jim as an anomaly with which he would have to deal at some point. Mary Lou seemed to really be on his wavelength and he was looking forward to going out with her over the weekend. They chatted a bit about their lives in general but Steve didn't want to use up all of his dinner chatter before their actual date. He hung up and stretched out on his bed. Life was on a course to get back to normal, for him at least. As he was about to run down to Art's apartment he looked in the mirror and saw a large smudge on the T-shirt he was wearing. A quick change into another shirt, more flattering summer casual with cut-off sleeves to show off his arms, and he was out the door. Sonny answered the door and greeted Steve wearing shorts and tank. The big man seemed to be in a pretty good mood despite all that had happened. His suitcases were stacked in the corner of the front hall in preparation of his return trip to San Francisco. Art was storing most of his stuff so he could use the empty cases to move more clothes.
Art set up the Chinese feast on his coffee table and soon the three buddies were laughing and talking as if they hadn't a care in the world. The two bottles of wine Steve brought went quickly. Art opened two more to add to their inebriation. Steve sprawled on the sofa with Art and giggled at Sonny's jokes about his life in San Francisco. A story about Al at Folsum had them rolling on the sofa until Art collapsed against Steve. Steve casually put his arm around the older man and rubbed his shoulder.
Jim had spent the morning wandering between Al and Earl's rooms. Both men were tired and dozed on and off. The infection Al had contracted was knocking him out. Earl had expended more energy than he was used to doing in his throttling of Dirt the night before. Jim sat reading the paper in Earl's room as the man slept. He felt a kinship with the older man and was sad that he might possibly die before either he or Al really got to know him. Shortly after noon, Max wandered in to check on Earl. He found Jim dozing in the side chair and carefully woke him up.
"Hi, I'm Max. You must be Jim. Earl's told me about you." Jim groggily opened his eyes and stared into the face of a huge musclebear in his 40's. The man was a 6'5" giant of muscle with gray hair and a big easy smile. He towered over Jim in the chair. Jim looked at the big, beefy hand being offered and the arm to which it was attached. The man wore a T-shirt that looked three sizes too small and jeans that hugged an enormous set of legs.
"Yeah, hi. Sorry, I must have dozed off. Al and Earl aren't exactly the hub of stimulating conversation."
"I know. Lately, it's all Earl can do to stay awake when I visit. I figure it's better that he rest and hope he'll pull through and get home. How's Al?" The two men chatted about their lovers and how life had changed for them. "I was going to grab some lunch and hit the gym, you want to join me? We aren't much good here and if Al is like Earl, he'll only tell you to get the hell out of here later."
"Yeah, I'd like that since my wife backed out on me, but I don't have my truck or my stuff. "
"No problem. We can grab a bite then go to your place and get your stuff. By then, our lunch will have settled and we should be ready for the gym. Where do you work out?" When Jim answered, Max marveled that he had never seen him there but his normal gym time was early afternoon, then work at night at the bar.
Jim checked on Al before he left. Max stuck his head in and said hello. Al asked what the prognosis was for Earl and Max just shrugged. It was obvious from his face that the stress of losing a lover was wearing him down.
"No one seems to really know how long he will last. He could go tomorrow or hang on for a bit longer, we'll see. In the meantime, he keeps pushing me out the door to do things on my own, you know, like have sex. After 25 years, it isn't easy. We didn't have an exactly closed relationship, but we were never pigs either. Let's hit the gym." He headed out the door as Jim kissed Al and promised to be back later. As he walked toward the door Al stopped him.
"It's OK, you know."
"What is?"
"If you and Max fool around."
"Not likely to happen, now is it?" Al just smiled and waved him out the door. They headed off to the diner to have a light lunch where Max told Jim all about his relationship with Earl. And how Earl had remained pretty much in the closet at home for fear of losing his job. Jim directed Max to his house to grab his gym bag and truck. By the time the two men got to the gym, they were chatting like long lost friends. Jim was impressed with the amount of muscle on the man as they changed in the locker room and tried to avert his eyes when Max's big tool turned out to live up to his name. They pushed each other in the gym for nearly two hours. Max had the night off and was in no hurry to get home to dinner alone. Jim offered to do dinner with him and then they could go back to the hospital to visit their respective lovers. Max eagerly accepted.
The two new friends decided to work out the kinks in the steam and sauna since they had some time. Max stretched out naked in the deserted sauna while Jim tried to not stare at the big beefy man. He stayed off to one side as they continued to talk but in the steam room Max sat down right next to Jim. Their thighs touched and Jim felt his dick react despite his willing it to behave. Max sensed Jim's uneasiness and asked if he made him nervous. Jim was about to answer when Max asked him not to be but that he really would like to touch him. Jim could visually see himself saying to Al that nothing was likely to happen as he let Max run his hot hands over his thick thighs and stroke his big dick. Jim inhaled deeply as his body reacted with an intense need to have the man sitting next to him. Max's hands slid up Jim's chest, lightly pinched the hard nips and up to the thick muscular neck. Max turned Jim's face to his and the two men kissed in the hot, humid steam.
Max pulled back and looked down. "I'm sorry Jim, I shouldn't have done that. I better shower and go."
"No. It's OK. Besides, I thought we were doing dinner?" Max smiled weakly.
"Thanks, but you don't have to have dinner with me. It's just weird but, even working at the bar every night, well, I could have sex with any number of men but I choose not to, it's not my thing. But there's something about you, and Al, that I find really attractive. And it's not the uniform. I just feel so alienated from everyone right now with Earl being sick and all. I promise I'll be a gentleman tonight."
Jim thanked him then got up to hit the showers. His big dick bobbed half-erect in front of him while Max's was still fully aroused. Max made a face and said he thought he better wait until things subsided a bit. Jim bit his tongue, stroked Max's hard tool and walked out. He heard Max mumble that that wasn't fair as he left the room. Jim was almost finished showering when Max finally walked into the communal area. He shrugged his shoulders and laughed then hurried to catch up to Jim.
"So where do we want to do dinner, although, it is a bit early." Max looked at his watch as the two men headed out to the parking lot.
"Why don't we stop at my place awhile? I need to check the answering machine and make a call to my soon to be ex-wife and we can have a beer or two." Max agreed and followed Jim back to his house. Jim checked the machine, called his wife and got two beers from the fridge before Max had much of a chance to get comfortable. He stood in the family room waiting for Jim to come back; looking over the lists of items Jim had to get ready for the baby. "No one home yet, so I left a message. Here's your beer."
"You know, it's really cool that you and Al want to raise a child to......" Max didn't finish his sentence when he turned around and found Jim totally naked and holding two beers. "I, uh......." Jim walked over to the big musclebear and held the two cold bottles against the man's nipples. "Oh yeah, that's good." Max took a beer and gulped down half the bottle as Jim undid his jeans and fished the thick cock from its denim hideaway. Jim sucked down the soft cock and enjoyed the sensation of it stiffening in his mouth and down his throat. "Mmmm, Jim, what would Al say?"
"Al said it was OK." A hot hand wrapped around Max's fat low-hangers and pulled them down as Jim sucked each one into his mouth. Max just shrugged his shoulders and gestured a sign like OK then, and pulled off his shirt. Jim stood up and ran his tongue the length of the muscular furry torso as he climbed to his feet. Max gripped the back of Jim's neck and slid a yard of tongue down the younger man's throat. "Let's go into the bedroom." Jim led Max through the house by his stiff prick and pulled him down on top of him on the bed. Max rubbed their two furry bodies together and growled deeply.
"So what do you like to do?"
"What I like to do isn't what I want right now. I want that big dick up my ass instead of my dick up Al's. Yeah, I know. I can see it's a big one. Fuck me you horny bastard, you know you want to." Max groaned and rubbed his head into Jim's neck. His hot mouth found the side of Jim's neck and kissed hard. His hands were everywhere on Jim's pumped body. Max liked rough titplay and soon had Jim begging for more nipple work. His mouth worked one nip while his fingers twisted the other then he switched. Jim had to concentrate to keep from whining that it was too rough. Al wanted him to get into rougher titplay and he thought this was one way to learn more technique. Max's tongue worked through the fur on Jim's chest down to his dick where Max swallowed the full fat 10-inch schlong. "Holy fuck, eat that cock." Max sucked the big prick until it was throbbing, sore and purple. Jim's cock oozed a steady stream of pre-cum that mixed with the saliva drooling from Max's sucking mouth. Max lightly stroked the hard dick and had Jim writhing on the bed. Jim bit his lip to keep from coming as Max began assaulting his butt with his tongue.
"Oh man, what a nice furry, blond butt. Just right for me to eat."
"Yeah, daddy, eat this man's ass." Jim no sooner had the words out of his mouth than he was bent over double with a hot tongue loosening his butthole. Max was an expert at rimming a man's butt. Jim buried his face in a pillow and moaned then began humping his ass into the air for a hot hard cock to rip him open. Jim slipped a rubber over the big dick and lubed the monster cock. Max pushed Jim's legs back, planted his knees and pushed his cock slowly into the cop's tight ass. Jim watched as the man's whole muscular body rippled with each hard thrust of cock deep into his ass. Even though Max hadn't been having much in the way of sex, he managed to hold off shooting his load for a solid twenty minute ramming of Jim's ass. He controlled the thrusts by steering Jim's body with the base of his cock and balls. His sweaty greasy hand stroked Jim's cock until pre-cum ran freely and Jim began humping his ass back harder against Max. Max lifted Jim off the bed by his dick as his body was wracked with the force of his climax.
Jim's own load exploded into the wet fur of his chest. Max growled with approval, let Jim's legs drop down and then smothered Jim with his body and more intense kissing. He ground their cum covered chests together then wrapped his meaty arms around Jim in a bone-cracking bearhug. The two men lay on the bed panting and kissing. Max rolled off to lie on his back.
"I think we'll need to shower before grabbing a bite to eat and going back to the hospital to visit our beaus." Jim could only manage to get out a mumbled uh huh when Max's hand, lightly playing with his cock, sent another stream of cum onto the sore nips. "Yeah buddy, nice shot."
"Why don't you shower while I try to call my wife, towels are in the linen closet." Jim got up and stumbled across the hall to the other bedroom and the phone. "Oh man, I feel like I still have a 2x4 up my ass."
"You OK, I tend to get a bit rough, sorry."
"Mmmm, I feel great. I don't know when Al will be up to all out, no-holds-barred sex, so maybe I'll have to get together with you again, if Al doesn't mind."
"You feeling guilty?"
"A little."
"Well, do yourself a favour and define early on in your relationship whether it is open or closed and just how open if it is." Jim nodded in agreement as he watched the beefy butt saunter into the bathroom. He called Linda and left a message asking her to meet Saturday about things that had to be done. He sat at the desk and looked at the sparse room. He and Al were going to have to do a lot of work to make this place a home. A quick call to Steve to catch up on work stuff but no answer. The clock brought him back to reality if they were to catch dinner and spend any time at the hospital.
He caught Max as he finished drying his beefy body. Max tugged on Jim's sore tits as he climbed into the shower. Jim's dick began to stiffen. He pushed Max's eager hands away. "Gotta get movin'."
"Yeah, so tell me. Earl said he thought that there were at least five more gay cops on the force. Six, if you count that mechanic guy."
Jim mumbled as the shower spray burned his nipples. "I only know of five including Kenny, who does Earl think besides me and Al?"
"Uh, that big black dude who used to compete, Bo and the newer cop, Steve." Jim laughed.
"Sorry, Steve's straight but gay friendly. We tease him all the time."
"Oh, too bad. He has a wonderful body from what Earl says and could be hot in bed."
"Not likely to happen."
Steve felt Art's tongue hitting the back of his throat as he bounced forward with each thrust of Sonny's cock up his ass.
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