CRY WOLF-16 Up Shit's Creek
Written by Eugene Marvin aka
NPHILLYDOGG _______________________
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Pensacola Maine / 7pm
Police Officer Henry Boyd drove suspect (Kurtis Waine) to his apartment in West Pine Valley! The drive was relatively quiet, what with police questioning Kurtis on his whereabouts at the time of Reggie Jonson's death behind the bar at Kenneth's Circle {chps-14}, only to have him attacked by an angry mob of Reggie's drinking buddies from the bar (last chp}! Deputy Gregory Thomas (the town's acting' sheriff) suggested Boyd drive the witness' home and see him `safely' inside [believing he had nothing to do with Reggie's brutal death], not wanting the mob to be waiting for him outside his apartment!
Kurtis felt uneasy sitting in the front seat of the police suv, knowing officer Boyd and his friends (fellow officers) made FUN of him at the police station during questioning, purposely making him describe an uncomfortable situation where he had given Reggie HEAD just before his death! He basically kept his head turned towards the passenger's side window, not having much else to say to the officer! He happened to glance over at him when Boyd asked exactly which apartment building on the upcoming block was his...?...noticing how the officer was still clutching his sore jaw nearly an hour after being hit!
"Sorry that you got hurt defending me...!" said Kurtis (31, 5'10", 165lbs w/a non-muscular build, dark hair, with a big black overgrown mustache covering his entire top lip), feeling guilty for the officer's discomfort!
Boyd removed his hand from his jaw [unaware he was still nursing it]!
"No problem..." he said, macho-like [trying to hide the pain]! "...its my JOB!"
"Oh. Well...thanks anyway!" responded Kurtis, politely.
Boyd turned onto Kurt's street...!
"It's okay!" said Boyd, pulling up outside of the duplex apartment.
"Look..." said the officer, putting the truck in `park'. "...I apologize for me and my boys poking a little fun at your situation with Reggie Jonson...!" he admitted. "We were being assholes! We should have taken the investigation more seriously!"
"Thank you!" smiled Kurtis, faintly [feeling vindicated for the embarrassment]!
"Would you...like some ICE for that bruise on your chin...?" he asked, as Boyd looked at his face in the mirror, unaware he had a bruise!
"uh, yeah...sure!" he said, turning the truck off to escort Kurt into his apartment!
Boyd followed Kurt up the steps to his second floor duplex...as Kurtis unlocked the door and walked in...!
"Excuse the mess, please..." he said, turning on the overhead lights. "...I uh...wasn't expecting company when I left...!"
"No problem." said Boyd, closing the door behind him, looking around the fairly neat apartment, searching for signs of obvious gayness! However the place was decorated rather normally [with thrift shop furniture (plaids and prints) and shed carpeting], had Kurtis not explained the reason WHY he and Reggie got together in his truck that night outside the bar (for a blowjob)...Boyd would never have known Kurtis was gay!
He watched the man walk into his small kitchenette, then pull a tray of ice cubes from the freezer before finding a clean dish towel!
"You live alone...?" asked Boyd, curiously [standing in the living room]!
"Yes!" answered Kurtis, dumping the ice into the dish rag!
Boyd continued to look around..., wandering his way into the hall...peeking into the small bathroom...! "Are you looking for something in particular...?" asked Kurtis [wrapping the towel around the ice neatly to give to the officer]!
"Greg asked me to make sure you were `safe' when I dropped you off..." said the Boyd, turning on the bathroom light for a quick peek! "...just want to make sure I can tell him 100% that you were safe and secure when I left!" he added, heading back to the bedroom!
"uh..." sounded Kurtis [following the officer down the hall], nervous as he headed towards his bedroom! "...don't go in there..." he suggested, "...please...?" he asked, but that only peeked the officer's curiosity more as he turned on the bedroom light and quickly noticed a dildo and lubricant lying on the nightstand beside the unmade bed!
Boyd froze...!...realizing Kurtis was only trying to hide his embarrassment [not illegal substances]! He glanced back at Kurtis in the hall...!
"No boyfriend, eh?" he joked, as Kurtis blushed crimson-red!
"Its no big deal..." laughed Boyd, "...we see all kinds of shit when we enter people's houses...! So long as it isn't illegal you're good!" he assured!
"Thank you officer!" said Kurtis [wishing he could disappear]!
"Henry!" corrected Boyd, venturing into the bedroom!
Boyd continued to look around..., checking out knickknacks on Kurt's dresser [noting extra lubricants and other sex gadgets], (anal beads, butt-plugs, and probers)! "Guess it gets kinda lonely being one of the only gays in town, eh..." surmised Henry, looking back at the nervous man! "...not knowing who's who all the time...?...not knowing where your next cock is coming from...?" he questioned!
Kurtis swallowed [hard]...unsure if Boyd was messing with him again or not...?
"uh, yeah...a lil'...!" he admitted, shyly!
Boyd turned around to face Kurtis...!
"What would you do to a guy if you had one standing here in front of you right now...?" he asked curiously, staring Kurtis directly in the eye!
"I...I...dunno." answered Kurt [taken off guard by the question]!
"C'mon..." smirked Boyd [his hand snaking down to his crotch], "...if a HARD cock was staring you in the face...!...you don't know what you'd DO to it...?"
Kurt's eyes fell to Boyd's hand...!...watching the officer slowly rub himself in front of him [was this a setup]...? Boyd backed himself up towards the full-sized bed...!...then took a seat on the edge, spreading his legs [suggestively] as Kurtis started to notice the dick bulge pressing out against the uniform pants [between his legs]...!
"I...I guess I'd...SUCK it!" he admitted, shyly...!...as Boyd simply smiled!
"Opportunity's knocking!" was all he said! It took another moment or so before Kurt finally got the message and sat the cloth of ice aside [on a table] before kneeling [hesitantly] in front of the officer...! Henry said nothing as the 2 men stared at each other silently for a second, both coming to an understanding as Kurtis then slowly [cautiously] reached up into his lap and started to rub the bulge [feeling the hardon throb to the touch in his pants]!
Kurtis rubbed the spot cautiously, glancing up into Henry's eyes [finally realizing that the man was secretly gay or bisexual]! Both men's hearts pounded wildly in their chests, as Kurt finally reached up and started to undo Henry's belt buckle! Boyd leaned back on his elbows, allowing the gay man to free his cock [which sprung up in the open once Kurtis pulled open his pants and pulled down the front of his underwear]!
Kurtis was pleasantly surprised when an uncut 9" cock popped out into the open!
33yr old Henry Boyd (5'11", 170lbs, none muscular build, brown hair, mustache and a scruffy-face) stifled a moan when Kurtis wrapped his fist around his hardon and gently stroked him for a moment...!...before peeling back his foreskin and taking his bare cock in his mouth to suck!
"ooohhh..." moaned the officer [involuntarily], tossing back his head majestically as the warm wet mouth suckled his sensitive cockhead! Like Kurtis, Henry also had trouble finding like-minded men in the area for sex! How LONG had it been since he felt another man's mouth on his cock...? YEARS...?? His last computer encounter lived 3 counties away, and even then he used a fake name and dressed to be incognito! That hookup lasted all of 6mons before the guy's secret came out [that he liked MEN] and moved away in shame! Since then Henry had been jacking off to gay porn in private, and lusting after his male coworkers secretly!
Kurtis couldn't believe he was kneeling between a county officer's legs [in the privacy of his own bedroom], sucking his cock! Kurt normally found men after the bar closed, stragglers too drunk to drive [vomiting in the alleyway] who weren't yet ready to go home to their empty houses or nagging wives! He'd help them to their cars, then discreetly ask if they wanted blowjobs...? Most were too drunk to care that it wasn't a woman sucking their dicks, and half couldn't even get it up before falling asleep behind the wheel...! Rarely did Kurtis get the chance to take a guy home to his place, to comfortably suck their dicks in the privacy of his own home! He had to look back UP at Henry to make sure he wasn't dreaming...seeing the officer staring back down at him in the same manner!
Henry watched as Kurtis got more and more comfortable with his cock, taking more of him into his mouth, sucking him deeply, gagging on the hard shaft before pulling back to recoup [before doing it all over again]! Kurtis was surprised when Henry reached down and gently ran his fingers through his long hair [showing some affection]! Kurtis wasn't used to guys showing any affection, the ones he'd successfully gotten off were usually brass and brutal, fucking his face and dismissing him promptly while threatening to kick his ass if he ever revealed their encounters! Henry however, gripped Kurtis's chin and lifted his head off his cock..., then leaned down and KISSED the gay man on the lips! Kurtis was SHOCKED [to say the least] when Henry kissed him, their hairy lips touching gently [tentatively] before parting to introduce their hot and swirling tongues! Henry pulled Kurtis up into his arms as they sealed their mouths together in a devoted french-kiss, Henry's hands moving down Kurtis's back to grab and grope his ass through his pants!
Kurtis felt himself melting into Henry's arms...!
"Do you get fucked...?" asked Henry, breaking the kiss [after liking the way Kurt's ass felt]!
"Yeah!" moaned Kurt [realizing this was going much further than he ever anticipated]!
"I'd like to fuck you..., if that's okay?" said Henry, as Kurtis climbed to his feet and started to slowly discard his clothing!
Henry stood up also, and began disrobing...!...the 2 men stripping naked [as they saw each other's bodies for the first time]! Henry's cock was standing straight out in front of him [eagerly], while Kurt's cock was only half-hard while nervous! He handed Henry the lubricant from the nightstand...then climbed onto the edge of the bed [on his hands and knees], in doggy-position!
"Do I need a condom...?" asked the officer, unsure...?...as Kurtis got into position!
"Its up to you...!" offered Kurt, as Henry got in behind him and started to anoint lube to Kurt's anus and his own cock!
Kurtis felt the officer close-in behind him, pressing the head of his cock against his pucker before pushing in...!
"Urrrhhhgg...!!" grunted Kurtis, feeling the spongy head penetrate his hairy anal ring before sinking inside...slowly sliding in all the way up to the base of the cop's cock [until Henry was grinding his pubes into his backside]!
Henry moaned softly as well, loving the way the anus sucked his cock inside! He gripped Kurtis tightly by the waist as he pulled his hips backwards, withdrawing his cock a few inches before pushing back in [fucking]! Kurtis held onto the bed as he got fucked, moaning in erotic pain as the officer started thrusting his cock through his ass! Both men were in awe of each other as Henry watched his cock sliding in and out of Kurt's hairy ass; and Kurtis felt Henry's long fat cock stretching his manhole [after going weeks without cock]! Kneeling on all fours, he left his ass hiked high as the man behind him fucked his gripping hole! He could feel the dick burrowing back and forth, dragging through his insides as Officer Boyd started to pick up the pace after a few minutes, driven mad with lust!
No words were spoken between the 2 men, as the room filled with their moans and groans, and the swaying of Kurtis's bed slamming against the wood paneled wall!
Henry couldn't remember the last time his cock felt so great! He couldn't help stabbing his dick into the vulnerable ass in front of him harder, watching it disappear between the gay man's ass-cheeks!
He could feel his orgasm coming on swiftly [wishing he had the stamina to make it last longer]! Meanwhile Kurtis was fiercely jacking himself off, balancing himself on one arm while jacking madly with the other! He too could feel his climax coming on fast, staring at the wood panel wall in front of him! He choked back a grunt, his ass dick harden [stiffer] in his stroking hand while his asshole was being mauled from behind!
"urrhhh...urrhhhgg...URRHHHHHHGGGGGGGG...!!" he grunted aloud, shooting his load out onto his wrinkled bed sheets!
Henry heard Kurtis cum, then felt his asshole gripping him tighter [as it spasm around his thrusting prick]! He fucked harder, stronger, deeper...battering Kurt's asshole just as his own orgasm hit...!...causing him to ram all the way and hold himself inside...!
"ARRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGG...!!!" he cried out loud, his head tilted back in anger and anguish as the cum shot out of his cock violently, splattering Kurt's innard in a series of warm pellets!
Henry slumped in over Kurt's back, causing Kurtis to fall forward onto the bed [facedown]! Henry followed, still connected cock-in-ass, leaning in overtop his back, draining the last of his nut into the resident's ass!
It took a moment for him to regain his strength...!
Henry stood up, as Kurtis quietly followed suit! "Let me get you a wash cloth to clean up with...!" he offered, dashing off towards the bathroom! Henry picked his underwear and pants up off the floor...!...sliding each leg into the holes before pulling the garments up over his waist to fasten!
Kurtis came back in with a warm washrag, allowing Henry to wash off his cock before finishing getting dressed!
"Thanks..." said Kurt [walking officer Boyd back towards the door]! "...for making sure I got home okay!"
"Its my job!" responded Boyd [getting back in `officer' mode]!
Kurtis opened the door for him to leave [standing behind it so any nosey neighbors wouldn't notice he was naked]! Boyd headed out the door...!...but then paused in the doorframe...!
"I had a great time...!" he expressed [looking back at Kurtis]! "I'm hoping we can see each other again sometime...?" he asked politely, as Kurtis face beamed with surprise!
"I'd like that!" he smiled [having HOPED to see more of the officer]!
"Good!" smiled Boyd, before heading down the front stairs to ground-level [heading back to his cruiser], his balls thoroughly emptied!
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DINER / 8:30pm
Police sheriff (on stress leave) Jeffery Morison was sitting at the back of the diner [incognito], trying to have a much needed dinner...while customers all around him where whispering and talking about the many `deaths/murders' happening around town! It was impossible for Jeffery to eat without hearing all the scuttlebutt being tossed around...!...as eyes fell on HIM [for losing his son in the process]!
Joan Beaver (the waitress) stood in the background with the other staffers, watching the sheriff's every move, whispering about what PAIN he looked to be in! When Joan noticed Morison's coffee cup getting low, she rushed over with a steaming hot pot...!
"Jeffery..." she said [offering more coffee]! Morison nodded his head, needing to sober up! "...what do you make of all these killings...?" she asked as she poured! "...I mean, people are starting to not feel SAFE just going to work anymore...! Have you ANY idea who's behind all this?"
Morison waited until she finished pouring his cup..., then slowly [carefully] gripped the handle before pulling it up to his lips to taste [while Joan waited for an answer]!
"I'm currently NOT the sheriff anymore..." he reminded [having been stripped of the title], (for awhile)! "...I think you should direct any and all questions regarding the case to Deputy Thomas from now on!" he advised!
Joan paused...
"How are YOU holding up...?" she asked privately, taking a seat at his booth! "I haven't seen you since the day your son di...uh..." she cut herself off from saying, realizing how harsh it sounded! "...since...THAT day!" she corrected [meaning his son's death]!
"I couldn't help but notice you haven't reached out of me since then...! I was wondering if you were kind of secretly holding ME responsible for Wyatt's..., you know! Seeing how you were visiting ME when he...passed!"
Morison slammed his coffee cup to the table [making a thump sound with the china]!
"With everything going on in my life right now, Joan..." stated the lawman, "...you really have the nerve to come over here and ask me about our `booty-call' status...? I just LOST MY SON!" he reminded [as Joan jumped up from her seat (embarrassed), getting back to work]! Morison shook his head..., pulling a small flask from his jacket pocket to turn up to his lips discreetly [needing a drink]!
A moment later he noticed Deputy Thomas walk in...!...heading straight for the counter to order himself some takeout!
"Speak of the devil and there he is!" said Morison, catching the deputy's attention!
"Sheriff!" greeted Thomas, walking up to his boss's booth! "May I sit down?" he asked, politely!
"Free country!" answered Morison!
Thomas took a seat opposite him!
"Bethany came into the station to see me today...!" he informed, as Morison chuckled under his breath! "She's threaten to take this news nationwide if we don't find Wyatt's body soon!
"I don't have to tell you what kind of MESS that could make for our town's economy if word of all the `animal' attacks got out!"
"I'm no longer sheriff, Gregory..." reminded Morison, "...WHAT do you want ME to do about it...?"
Thomas squirmed!
"Couldn't you...TALK...to her about it...?" he asked! "Let her KNOW we're doing everything we CAN under the circumstances?"
Morison laughed aloud!
"I was married to her for 10yrs..." he reminded, "...I couldn't control her THEN..., what makes you think I can now?
"Besides..., she has a RIGHT to bitch and moan after you guys LOST our son's body!"
"The mayor wants to hold a town meeting...!" informed Thomas, "People are getting up-in-arms about these deaths...!...they're demanding answers to questions WE don't have the answers to...! I think YOU should be there! People LOOK to you for guidance and strength around here! It'll assure a lot of folks if you stood WITH us on the podium!"
"I'm NOT the Sheriff..." reminded Morison [again]! "...and unless I get my GUN and BADGE back...I'm just another ordinary citizen!"
"Where's your LOYALTY to the town...?" asked Greg [not liking the `new' guy sitting in front of him]! "NONE of these people did A THING to you...! Why're you turning your BACK on everyone when they need you most...?"
"Because it cost me MY SON!" argued Morison! "Have you even found his BODY yet...? Why'r you still sitting here...?!"
Greg shook his head in disappointment, as he got up from the booth and walked back to the counter [to grab his takeout]! Morison [pushing the coffee aside] turned his hidden flask back up to his lips..., finding it empty! "Damn!" he said to himself, before pulling out his wallet to pay for his meal, leaving a generous tip behind before leaving the diner to return to his parked car! Once inside he pulled a half-full bottle of liquor from under his seat, then turned it up to his lips to guzzle down [alcohol seemed to be the ONLY thing that helped him cope with his loss]!
As he pulled the bottle from his lips, he glanced out the passenger window to find Thomas staring at him [in judgment] from his own car! Morison frowned as he started up his vehicle and pulled out of the parking lot [heading home]!
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9:20pm
Morison had a lot on his mind [as he drove], the death of his son, his missing body, the killings, the mystery person in the surveillance photos, his ex-wife, and the unnecessary deaths of both Mercer & Anna Atwood on his conscious! It was a lot to bare [for a man on the edge]!
He pulled up into the driveway of his house and parked, turning the last of his liquor up to his lips, draining the bottle before tossing it aside to cut off his headlights and shut off his engine! However as he put the gear in `park' and hit the lights, he realized that they had been OFF the entire time he drove home...!...turning them ON accidentally! When the light shown, the image of a naked MAN standing in his backyard lit up brightly! The man quickly disappeared behind his house, as Morison jumped out of his car and RAN towards the back of the house to catch the stranger! But when he got there the man was GONE!
Morison heard a noise and looked up...!...finding his son's back window open!
Morison ran around towards the front of the house to unlock the door and dash upstairs to his son's bedroom...!...charging in to find it EMPTY! Was his mind playing tricks on him again...?! He suddenly felt woozy [too much alcohol], and found himself falling backwards onto his son's bed [already feeling half-conscious]!
His mind raced as his eyes blurred, feeling as if the world were closing IN on him! What had he done to deserve such sorrow and hardship...? He never noticed the body hiding behind the bedroom door...!...as it slowly started to push closed, revealing the man he'd been looking for!
17yr old Wyatt Morison stared down at his father, as he lay sprawled on his bed [drunk], looking helpless and vulnerable! Wyatt couldn't help admiring his father's body, having always been attracted to him! He moved down between his dad's legs, reaching up into his waist to undo his pants, pulling them [AND his underwear] down around his ankles! Wyatt then ran his HAND up his dad's shirt...feeling the warmth of his skin, his hairy chest and hair-trail along his stomach! He took his father's soft cock in his mouth, nursing it fully as it started to grow [gradually] in his mouth!
Wyatt had always believed himself to be gay, having to HIDE his true feelings from his heterosexual father, friends, and community at large! Pensacola Maine wasn't known for its gay prides and equality lifestyles! People there were from the stone ages, their beliefs as ancient as their religion! Wyatt hide his sexuality by helping his `friends' tease and assault boys they believed were gay in school! While Wyatt felt some sore of kinship with those he tormented, finding some sort of sexual pleasure in their domination was better than nothing at all! He fucked them and made them suck his cock, all while threatening to kick their asses if they ever told anyone...!...all along longing for that same treatment for himself!
He sucked his dad's cock strongly, feeling it harden to full mast in his mouth, sliding his hungry lips up and down the solid shaft, burying it in his mouth and throat, hearing his father's drunken groans of pleasure as he slept!
After a few minutes of sucking, Wyatt pulled off of his father's cock and stood up! Reaching back behind himself, he felt up his own ass, running his fingers along his ass crack, toying with his hungry hole! Climbing atop his dad, Wyatt straddled his father's waist and aligned his 8.5" cock up to his own asshole...!...pushing back onto it as the head nudged his anus before pressing inward, penetrating him! Wyatt groaned in deep satisfaction before ramming his own ass down into his father's lap, fully impaling himself on his dad's big dick! Wyatt threw his head back [as a mixture of pleasure and pain shot through his body]! He finally had a COCK inside him [HIS cock inside him], as he sat atop his father, grinding his ass into his lap!
Jeffery Morison was only half asleep, his mind a fog of dream and reality, as he imagined himself having sex with his ex-wife (Bethany)! In the beginning of their marriage [back when things were better between them], she would awaken him by riding his morning erections, fucking herself until he eventually awakened and started to join in [grabbing her waist]!
Morison imaged Bethany atop him, riding his hard cock, smiling down at him as he opened his eyes to see her perky breasts greeting him in the morning sunlight! Jeffery would reach up and squeeze his wife's tits, running his hands all over his smooth body and soft skin, gripping his buttock to help lift and lower her higher and faster on his dick [fucking her harder]! Bethany would fling her long hair aside, toss her head back, and ride his cock to climax! Jeff would cum inside his wife, filling her with the abundance of his sperm, pulling her down overtop him to kiss her lovingly [before heading to work]!
Wyatt felt his dad's hands rubbing all over his body [as he rode him], gripping at his waist and ass, pulling him up further off his cock, fucking him deeper and harder! Wyatt moaned erotically as his asshole was fucked for the first time, loving every minute of it, wondering WHY he hadn't tried it sooner [uncaring what people thought of him]...?
Wyatt fucked himself harder, his own cock rock-hard in front of him [the belly of his erection slapping against his dad's stomach]! Wyatt wanted to feel his dad cum inside him! He wanted to be bred [like the guys he always watched in pornos]! He could see his dad squirming on the bed underneath him, his head tossing back and forth, his eye shut tightly as he gripped at his waist and thrust up into him [fucking him deeply]!
When Jeffery's eyes finally opened [peering up into the darkness], he saw his wife's face staring back down at him [smiling]! He reached up and pulled her down closer towards him, kissing her softly on the lips [while thrusting up into her]! He felt her tongue enter his mouth as they frenched, twisting and turning their heads as they drilled each other's mouth eagerly!
"ohgod...I'm gonna cum..." gasped Morison, ripping his tongue from his wife's mouth, throwing back his head as he squeezed his eyes shut tightly, thrusting up into her ONE LAST TIME...! "...ARRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGG...!!!" he yelled aloud as he came hard, bucking wildly as the sperm rocketed out of his cock like a cannon, blowing up inside the woman on top of him!
Wyatt finally felt his father's cum shooting into him...!...filling him up fully as he ground his ass back in his lap [catching every drop]!
"I love you..." said Morison [still groggy], recouping from his intense orgasm! Wyatt froze, having had the same feelings for his father [making their connection all the more special]! "...I love you...Bethany!" concluded the drunk sheriff [still believing he was dreaming]!
Jealousy HIT Wyatt like a slap in the face! He leaned down and snuggled his face in his father's neck, as Morison believed Bethany was merely snuggling up to him! Then he felt an INTENSE PAIN shooting through his neck as Wyatt BITE into his jugular, causing BLOOD to shoot out of the side of his father's neck! Morison's eyes shot open as he stared up into the face looking back down at him [its mouth covered in his blood]! He recognized the face as his son's [even in the dark]!
"Wy...att..." was the last words he spoke...before the life quickly left his open eyes...!
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