So I'm already confused by Mike's words and then I heard, "Fuck you, Mother Fucker," and the sound of the phone being slammed down in my ear. I sat up in bed and wondered what just happened between us. My mind instantly went to him being jealous in some way of this solider. I shook the cobwebs from my head again as I pondered that thought. But quickly I smiled and knew there was no way that could be it. Mike, a guy who could fuck any women he wanted, jealous of a young solider fucking me! It had to be something else as I thought of our last encounter. There was no way I could get any more shuteye so I got up. I hit the kitchen and started the coffee maker and headed for the bathroom for a much needed morning piss. I scratched my nuts and felt the hardness of my piss hard-on as I walked. Standing before the hopper I tried to will my hardness down some so I could piss. Every man knows the first aim of the day always misses and today was no different for me. Wetting the back of the seat and then the tile floor before I was able to finally direct my aim into the bowl. In the shower my mind went over my last conversation with Mike again. My mind kept going back to the jealousy thing, but I fought it. We had never put any ground rules down between us and Mike was free to fuck anything with two legs.
Hell he took great pride in telling me of his conquests. But the minute I mentioned being with another guy he blew a gasket! Maybe he was just mad cause another guy was pissing in his spot. Some guys are that way. As I rinsed the shampoo from my head and turned off the water I figured all this would blow over in a few days. I decided what was best between us was to give Mike a cooling down' period before I called him again. I downed one more cup of black coffee before I headed out the door for work. Work occupied my mind over the next few days, but I still thought of Mike. I didn't like the idea that we left off the way we did. He was still my brother-in-law in spite of the fact they were divorced now. Plus us being regular bed partners figured in some also. I couldn't for the life of me figure out what his problem was. He didn't call me and I didn't call him. (But that wasn't anything unusual between us). Yeah I could have picked up the phone and called him, but I'm just as stubborn as he is. So I figured like any guy does that everything was working itself out. Saturday came and I was off patrol. I was bored and looked for something to do. I decided to replace a couple rotten boards on my deck and headed off to the local home improvement store. I love going there on the weekends! The hottest guys in the world are in those stores on Saturdays and Sundays. Most the guys there are married and have a Honey do list' with them. I go crazy with lust when I see a guy who hasn't shaved and is wearing a tee shirt and those baggy sweat pants. Most married guys don't have a clue how hot they still look. A regular guy like myself can sneak a good peek at their cocks bobbing back and forth as they walk, and they never notice. I have followed many a guy I have lusted after into the men's room. Not to do anything illegal. Hell guys I do have a code of ethics I have to uphold! Nah I just walk up beside them in the adjoining urinal and sometimes make conversation. I like listening to the sound of their piss flow and hope I can catch a sideways glace of them shaking it off before they put it back in their pants. It works lots of times for me. Some guys are dam proud of their equipment and show it off for other men to see. I 'll look at it if you're showing it off! Its one of the last places besides a locker room that a guy can have another dude look at his equipment and not be too weird out. So of course I find one of those types of guys when I'm there this time. And as I follow him around he heads off to the restroom with me behind him. We exchange "Howdy" as I walk up and we both piss. Nothing happens as always but as he turns to leave I see a nice wet spot in his sweat pants right where his cock head is pointing out. Dam does that make me horny as shit! I buy the boards I need and load them in my truck and head back home. It's a nice warm sunny day and I roll the windows down to enjoy the fresh air. All police work leaves my mind as I try to enjoy my day off. I take a deep breath and feel some of the stress leave me. I quickly start thinking about the guy I saw earlier and I have to adjust of my cock in the tight blue jeans I'm wearing. When your cock begins to swell in tight jeans it can get uncomfortable real quick. (Hell, we all know that one!) I think about jacking off a good load when I get home but my mind is drawn to thoughts of Mike. My butt hole clinches tighter as I think of his cock. Quickly I begin to think of us together in bed and him plowing my ass. I swear I can smell him as I drive. My deviant mind remembers his words of bragging;" You'd have my kid if it were possible," and I know he is right. I hated admitting that to myself well alone to him. My cock had swelled fully and was arched back against my lower belly rethinking those words. I spoke out loud when I say, "God dam what good looking kids we could make together!" I quickly checked around me, as I drive not believing I said it so loud! Thank God I was alone and no one was around my vehicle. He'd gotten my blood pumping faster and I did some quick thinking, wondering if he would be home today. It's funny that when my cock head is talking, I want to resolve any problems he and I might have so we can hit the sheets again. I figure `what the hell could it hurt' as I head for the next left turn lane.
I turn the truck around and gun the engine and head for his side of town. The whole ten-minute drive to his apartment all I am thinking about is sex. You know what I mean guys when you can function normal but your only thoughts are on getting off. I opened my zipper and moved it half way down. Through the open slot my finger casually rubbed my hard cock head under my underwear material as I drove. My eye caught guys walking, mowing their grass or working on cars as I dove. In two seconds I had scanned their bodies and remembered what I liked about each one. Looking for a great body or bulging crotch, my trained eye was always scanning. Finding one only made the lust within me greater. In visioning myself at their knees or seeing what was hidden in my mind was mesmerizing. Dam I was in lust today! I knew I should have whacked off a load last night before bed, but I was too tired. Today I was paying the price. As I turned down the access road to his place I took a deep breath. I parked in the lot in front of his building, beside his old pickup truck. There was no need to hide a patrol car today. As I put my truck in park I checked myself in my rearview mirror and wished I had shaved before I left the house. Glancing over and looking into his vehicle, I looked for anything unusual. The usual tools and dirty lunch cooler were in the front seat. I knew from experience the floorboards were full of empty beer cans. As the wind shifted I could smell old cigarette smoke as it blew through his vehicle into mine. Instantly I was reminded of him. Talking to my crotch I whispered, "Let's go get some little buddy," as I pulled my zipper back up. Getting out I noticed how obvious the front of my jeans looked. Stuffing both my hands in my front pockets to help hide things, I was off. I climbed the three flights of stairs to his apartment in record time, taking two stairs with each step. I was a man on a mission! Reaching his apartment door, I listened before I knocked. No sounds were heard as I put my knuckles against the wood. I knocked loud and hard but nothing happened. Feeling frustrated, I was just about to leave when I heard something. "Just a minute," came from behind the door. I ran my hand through my crew cut just as I heard the lock being opened. As the door opened I saw Mike standing behind it nude. It was obvious he had just woken up the way the sun hurt his eyes. When he saw it was I, he motioned me into the dark room. As he closed the door behind me he yawned big and stretched to the ceiling. As I turned back to him I couldn't help but look at his soft equipment hanging. "It's noon time and you're still in bed," I asked him? He nodded his head yes as he held a finger to his lips to quiet me. "I drank too much last night he whispered to me. As I stepped closer I could smell old booze on him. I couldn 't control my hand as I reached for his soft cock. He allowed me to caress his assets before he pulled my head towards his. In my ear he whispered, "I have company brother in the bedroom." I was shocked and quickly moved my hand back. He looked at me with a devil grim and seemed to enjoy my moment of embarrassment. "Why didn't you say something sooner," I whispered back to him with anger! He was quick to offer up," You were the one making the first move brother! You must of have missed my cock pretty bad the way you were acting." I turned from looking at him and looked down the hallway towards his bedroom. I wanted to be sure no one saw me foundling his crotch. Satisfied we were not being watched I focused my attention on him again. "Male or female," I asked low? Well that really pissed him off fast. Before I knew it he had grabbed my tee shirt and wadded it up tight against my neck. He slammed me against the wall so hard I lost my breath. He had totally caught me off guard. His face pressed against mine in anger he was so mad he spit, as he talked low. "Mother Fucker, I'm no faggot like you are! There's a women asleep in my bed that I fucked last night!" I grabbed his hand wadded with my tee shirt and told him to back off me! "You know I could have you arrested for touching me Mike," I said calmly! He was quick to answer, "Yeah you do that and everybody knows about your queer ass Mother Fucker!" We were definitely at a stand off for a few seconds. I broke the silence first when I asked him, "What the Fuck is wrong with you Mike. Why are you acting this way with me all the sudden?" He hesitated at first and then released my shirt. He drew back as if he was going to punch me before he walked away. I was in total shock as I watched him walk into the kitchen. I didn't know if I should leave or follow him. I gave him a minute to calm down before I went into the kitchen. Both him arms were leaning on the kitchen counter as he started at it. He didn't move as I walked in or acknowledge me. I moved slowly to him, weary if I was doing the right thing here. Quietly I whispered, "Mike, what's wrong?" He slowly started to open up. "I'm sorry man, he began. I guess I'm taking all my problems out on you. My life is fucked up here lately. The ex is suing me for back child support, I lost my job and the fucking rent is due and the one thing I thought was stable in my life is fucking around on me! He turned to look at me when he made the last statement. I was at a loss for words as I looked at him. I could see the pain in his eyes and knew he was troubled. I moved slowly closer to him and reached my arm out. I placed it on his back and didn't feel any sort of withdraw at my touch. I rubbed his back moving up to place my arm around his neck and pull him closer to me. "Mike, I'm the last thing you have to worry about. Dude, I'm here for you. Don't you know that you dumb lug," I said as I rubbed his head. I came here today so we could make love together fucker! He smiled at me sexy when I slipped saying the `making love' part." "I don't want any other guys up your ass while I'm tapping you, he whispered"
Aint no telling what kind diseases those other scum bags you fuck with might have. You make that solider wear a rubber, he asked?" I swore I did and that he was the only guy to ever get me raw. He liked the sound of that and seemed more at ease with me. "If I'm breeding your ass, I'm the only one doing it," he said pointing his finger at me. "My boys swim alone!" I agreed to not fuck around with anybody as long as he and I were doing it. We settled our differences and hugged with him kissing the side of my head. As we broke our embrace he looked me in the eyes and smiled as he asked, "You ever fuck a women before?" I didn't lie and told him I hadn't. He quickly hatched a plan where we both could go back and fuck this chick he picked up last night. "Hell brother, she can take us both on no problem, Let's go make a man out of you, what you say?"
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