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Chapter Twenty-Four
Eliot Stabler was hunched over his desk concentrating on a case file when Brian Cassidy entered the squad room. Eliot's back was to the entry so Brian walked up to Eliot and wrapped his arms around the hunky cop, rubbing his pecs beneath his cotton shirt. He pressed his chest and stomach against Eliot's broad back. "Guess who baby," he murmured against Eliot's cheeks before running his lips along Stabler's cheek bone.
"How many do I get," Eliot grinned, scooting his chair back a bit and pulling Cassidy down into his lap.
"One," Cassidy murmured before dipping his head and hungrily kissing Stabler. Eliot thrust his tongue between Cassidy's lips, deepening the kiss. He really had no concerns at this point whether anyone saw or anyone cared.
"Mmmmmm," Cassidy purred as he stroked Eliot's tongue with his own.
Stabler ran his hands along Cassidy's slim back while Cassidy's arms were locked around Stabler's broad shoulders. Eliot's boner was straining hotly against Cassidy's butt, causing Cassidy's own cock to stir.
Olivia Benson absently pushed open the door to the squad room and stopped abruptly at the sight of Eliot holding Brian in his arms, practically making out at Stabler's desk. She had just come from her lunch with Eliot's soon to be ex-wife Kathy, and their conversation was nagging at her. Walking in on Brian and Eliot in a heavy clinch only made Kathy's request that much more uncomfortable.
Mike Logan and Eames were seated at their adjacent desks in their squad room. Their captain was in a private meeting with a Dt. Green. Given the fact that Deakins' office blinds were drawn, they wondered if this Green was going to be Goren's temporary replacement.
At that moment a hunky Latin man, obviously an officer given his gun and holster sauntered into the squad room. Eames and Logan's desk were closest to the entry to he sauntered up to them.
"Excuse me," he smoothly uttered, "I'm looking for a Captain Deakins."
Logan chuckled, hotly surveying the hot cop. "You'll have to wait your turn buddy." Logan turned his head indicating the office with the drawn blinds. "He's temporarily occupied."
Eames rolled her eyes at Logan's lousy intro. "Is there anything we can help you with?" She offered.
"I'm not sure," the Latino shrugged, "I'm Dt. Mike Sandoval, I was sent over as a replacement for a Goren until he gets back from his leave."
Logan and Eames cast one another a surprised look, more curious than ever as to what the nature of the meeting between their captain and this Lt. Green was all about.
"Well," Eames offered, "I might be of a little help. My name is Eames," she extended a hand across the desk. "I'm Goren's partner."
"Pleased to meet you," Sandoval clasped her hand warmly.
"And this bozo," Eames indicated Logan, "is Mike Logan."
Sandoval quirked a brow. He'd been told by numerous men in the NY PD about a Mike Logan and his hot fuckable ass. He grasped Logan's extended hand. "And its a pleasure to meet you."
Rey Curtis sat on the end of his bed merely in a pair of boxers. He and his wife had made love only minutes before. He glanced at the closed bathroom door. She was getting ready to go out to run some errands at the moment. Rey rearranged his cock within his shorts. Abruptly he stood and walked over to the dresser to scoop up his cell phone. Sitting back down along the edge of the bed with cell in hand, he looked to the closed bathroom door before switching on the cell's memory list of numbers. He scrolled down through the numbers until one particular cell number appeared, Salazar's.
The door to the bathroom swung open and Rey pressed the cell down against his thigh and the mattress in guilt. "Hey baby," he greeted his wife with a grin.
She smiled as she walked to the dressing table to check her appearance one last time in the vanity mirror.
"This afternoon was great," Rey murmured.
His wife cast him a loving look. "I didn't know what came over you," she breathlessly murmured. "We haven't made love so spontaneously like this in a long time." She scooped up her purse and keys from the dresser. "It was nice," she conceded, "kind of reminds of the days back when we first were married."
"Yeah," Rey nodded with a soft grin across his lips. Then he frowned a bit, "you do know how much I love you babe?"
"Of course," she walked to him and gently kissed him. "And I love you. Now," she moved away toward the door. "You know I need to get these errands done before the girls get home from school."
"Yeah baby," Rey watched her walk through to the living room.
"I'll be back around 3 or PM," she called to him.
"Right," Rey called back. He clasped the cell again but waited until he heard the outer door open and then close before scooping it back up. He pushed the memory button and Salazar's number rang through.
"Salazar," his lovers' voice carried through. Rey felt his cock stirring anew.
"Hey baby," Rey greeted warmly.
"Rey," Salazar's voice filled with pleasure.
"Just thinking about you," Rey conceded, "and last night."
"Yeah," Salazar's voice was thick with emotion, "I've been thinking about you."
"You got the flowers?"
"Yeah, bro'" Salazar purred. "Nice. Thanks."
"Anything for you baby," Rey offered smoothly. Now his hard cock was poking a tent in his boxers. He rubbed his hand over the cotton material. "You busy?"
"Kind of," Salazar paused a moment, "but not really. I'm in the car on some stake out, but nothing is really happening. I think our lead was wrong."
"There a lot of people around?" Rey reached into his fly and pulled out his stiff cock, rubbing it gently.
"Nah, no one."
"How's that sweet ass?" Rey stroked the length of his cock and rubbed his palm across his bulbous cock head.
Salazar chuckled, "wishing it had your big cock up inside of it."
"Pull out your cock babe," Rey instructed.
"What," Salazar chuckled awkwardly, "here? Now?"
"Yeah baby," Rey murmured, starting to really get into pumping his shaft. "No one is around, remember?" He teased.
"You got yours out?" Salazar tentatively pressed.
"Rock hard in my hand right now." Rey rubbed across his piss slit and felt a drop of pre-cum.
"Fuck," Salazar gushed, "wish I could touch and taste that baby right now."
"Tell me about your ass babe," Rey hissed rubbing and squeezing his pulsing shaft.
"I'm reached back around right now, slipping my hand beneath my jeans," Salazar admitted. "Now I'm rubbing one of my cheeks."
"Oooooo," Rey pumped his shaft, "nice bubble butt...."
"Running my fingers along the crack," Salazar's breathing was getting heavier. "Wish they were yours."
"Me too babe, me too," Rey bucked his hips upward a bit while leaning back down across the mattress. "I'd really work that ass, open up that sweet cheer." He gyrated his hips as he stroked his steely enflamed shaft harder.
"I...I'm digging my fingers deeper. Ohhhh," Salazar gasped, just pressed against my hole babe."
"Work...that....finger...in," Rey bucked his hips higher stroking and caressing his veiny rod.
"Ughhhhh," Salazar grunted.
"Tight, hunh baby?" Rey rubbed his palm up across his pulsing cap. Pre-cum was drooling from his piss slit and he smeared it across his palm and fingers. "Real tightttttt."
"Oh God Rey," Salazar's tone grew higher. "That finger feels so gooddddddd."
"Dig it deeper," Rey panted squirming upon the mattress, his hard cock jutting high in the air as he moved his hand to his balls and started to squish and roll them. "Work that cherry!"
"Mmmmmm," Salazar almost purred, "right up to the knuckle. Really stretching that ring," he gasped.
"Yeahhhhhhh," Rey's balls were tingling, "you really like my finger working that sweet hot ass."
"Uh hunh," Salazar whimpered. "Oooooooo, really......working....that....finger."
Finger fuck that ass," Rey hissed, his balls churning. "Squeeze that hot ass around that finger." Rey moved his hand back up around his shaft rapidly. He bucked his hips and pumped his hot rod faster.
"Reyyyyyyyyy," Salazar panted, "that finger feels so damn gooddddddd."
"Its my finger babe," Rey conveyed hoarsely, "and that's my ass!"
"Mmmmmmm," Salazar was panting harder, "all yours bro'."
"Gettin....close.....babe," Rey growled between heavy breaths.
"Me....toooooooooooo!"
"Gettin closer," Rey pumped faster.
"Oh God..........Reyyyyyyy.........I'm gonna.........shoottttttt Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Salazar's primeval grunts carried across the line.
"Shoot it baby," Rey's voice rose a bit higher, "shoot ittttttt!" Rey's entire body tensed, his balls twisted, his cock spasmed wildly. "I'm....with....you......babe........" His cock head expanded and he jutted his hips high as his cock erupted sending ropes of cum high across the room. "Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk," Rey gritted his teeth as he rapidly pumped his pulsing shaft. His balls churned out thick stringy ropes that splattered across the floor and low on a dresser. His piss slit was stretched to max and his cock was swollen and beet red. "Christttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt," Rey's balls twisted tightly and the spasms through his shaft continued."
"Oh god babe," Salazar whimpered indicating his own orgasm was subsiding.
"Ughhhh," Rey elicited one last grunt as the last spurts broke free from his balls and cock. He collapsed upon the mattress exhausted, breathing in heavily.
Salazar was equally silent for several moments save his heavy breath over the line.
"You shoot a big load babe?" Rey managed gaining his breath back.
Salazar's voice chuckled. "Shit bro'!" Salazar chuckled again. "Made a fuckin' mess on my jeans."
"Yeah," Rey chuckled as well. "Pretty much rained cum all over the bedroom here."
"Wish I was there so I could lick it up," Salazar murmured.
"Maybe later," Rey conceded. "I'm gonna try to get away later. I need to really see and touch you!"
"Yeah," Salazar murmured warmly.
"You know that I love you, right?" Rey pressed.
"Yeah," Salazar's voice was low. "Yeah, I know."
Olivia cleared her voice loudly causing Eliot and Brian to pull away from each other. Cassidy looked up over Eliot's shoulder and abruptly jumped off of Eliot lap. Eliot's boner strained uncomfortably in his slacks.
"Ugh," Cassidy blushed awkwardly. "Hi Olivia."
Eliot turned his chair a bit to nod up at his partner. "Hey 'Liv."
Olivia smiled. "I wasn't interrupting anything, was I?"
"No!" Cassidy shook his head quickly.
Eliot chuckled at Brian's embarrassment. "Well," Stabler conceded, "not really. He lifted one hand and warmly rubbed Cassidy's butt possessively. Eliot felt that there was no sense in not being open about his relationship with Brian now.
"Sorry," Olivia shrugged. "Just getting back in from lunch."
Cassidy watched her walk around to her desk and pull out her chair to sit.
"So," Eliot turned back to Brian, "what do I owe for this surprise visit?"
Cassidy grinned sheepishly at his lover. "I missed you," he conceded reluctantly. Eliot chuckled. "And," Brian pressed hopefully, "I thought maybe we could have lunch together."
Eliot sighed. "Can't babe," he frowned a bit thinking of his agreement to meet with Hawk.
"Really?" Cassidy was deflated.
"No baby," Eliot rose up from his chair. "I really can't. I have...an important meeting to make." Cassidy frowned and Eliot wrapped his arms around the younger man and drew him closer. "Don't worry baby," Eliot grinned. "I'll make it up to you later."
"Yeah?" Cassidy's voice caught in his throat at the intensity of Eliot's gaze.
"Yeah," he murmured dipping his head and moving his lips against Brian's.
Brian glanced briefly at Olivia from the corner of his eyes before throwing caution to the wind and parting his lips against Eliot's. Eliot's tongue touched his, deepening the kiss.
Olivia pretended to be busy with work at her desk, but cast the two embracing men a curious look. She still didn't know what she was going to do about Kathy Stabler's request.
Dt. Dan Green opened the door of Captain Deakins' office and confidently sauntered out. Eames, Logan and Sandoval watched him as he passed before glancing back to their Captain's office.
The Captain stiffly walked through to the squad room and glanced at Eames and then to Logan. "Um...I've been waiting for Goren's temporary replacement, any word on this guy?"
Logan and Eames looked to Sandoval. Deakins followed their lead and looked to him curiously.
"That would be my cue," he offered smoothly. He casually walked to the Captain. He extended his hand in greeting. "Dt. Mike Sandoval, sir."
Deakins couldn't help but take in the hunky cops muscular form with appreciation. He may have just been fucked, but he wasn't dead. "Captain James Deakins." The two men clasped hands warmly, "pleased to meet you."
"Lick my boots," a gruff voice instructed.
The smartly dressed lawyer down on his knees lowered down pressed his tongue against the well worn leather of one booted foot. Trevor Lanigan slowly licked along the foot and then up to the top of the boot. He slowly moved his gaze up over the hairy muscular legs, to heavy hard cock jutting upward, up to ripped flat stomach and hard pecs dusted with hair to look into Hawk's face.
"Now the other one," Hawk drawled.
Trevor Lanigan had meet the gruff laid back cop representing him during a police brutality case. The man was a maverick within the force and Lanigan soon learned that he was a hot fuck as well. Lanigan obediently lowered his body back down to the other booted foot. He extended his tongue and swiped up over the boot as he did the match.
"Now," Hawk grunted appreciatively. "You know the drill."
Trevor had been between Hawks sexy muscular legs several times before so he followed the drill, licking up one of Hawk's harry bare legs When Trevor's tongue reached the cop's hips and groin, he looked at the thick veiny cock hungrily.
"Not yet," Hawk barked.
Trevor scooted closer and licked up Hawks hip across to his navel, over his ripped abs to one hairy hard pec.
"Lick the nip," Hawk murmured.
Trevor swirled the tip of his tongue around the dusky pap before flecking the hard nub. Hawk lifted an arm and pushed Lanigan's head closer. Trevor sucked and kissed the hard pap.
"Chew it," Hawk slowly closed his eyes. The minute Trevor's front teeth clasped his hard nip, Hawk's cock jutted up higher. Trevor tugged on the stub, gnawing on it and nipping. He scraped his upper teeth down across the pap. Hawk's cock glistened with pre-cum.
"The other one," Hawk grunted.
Trevor pulled away from the nipple, a string of saliva stretched from his upper lip to the pap. The web of spittle broke as Trevor moved his face across Hawk's chest to the other nip. He pressed close and repeated the ritual. He chewed on it gently and Hawk threw his head back. The pre-cum began to drizzle from his piss slit. Trevor twisted his face and sucked against the hard nub. Hawk gripped the back of his head more tightly and hauled him closer. Trevor made a muffled groan against Hawk's hard frame as he lapped at the erect nub. Hawk lifted the arm from Trevor's head higher exposing the light hair in his arm pit.
"Now the pits," Hawk sneered.
Trevor moved his face upward and pressed his nose against Hawk's musky pit.
"Yeah," Hawk growled. "Smell my pit, smell my rank pit."
Trevor rubbed his nose through the light curly hairs and inhaled deeply.
His eyelids fluttered.
"Smell a real man," Hawk hissed. "Smell a real man you uptight prissy lawyer."
Trevor rubbed his nose higher up Hawk's underarm so that he could lick and suck at the tangy pit. "Mnmph," Trevor groaned as he coated the pit and hair with a gloss of spittle. "Nmph," he fluttered his eyes at the intoxicating scent.
"The other," Hawk hissed lifting his other arm high.
Trevor moved his lips across Hawk's hard broad chest and buried his nose in the other pit. The expulsion of hot breath against the sensitive skin sent goose-bumps up along Hawk's muscular arm. Hawk's pit hair was matted with spittle as Trevor sucked against the smelly pit.
"Mmmmmm," Trevor murmured against the funky v.
"You like that, don't you?" Hawk sneered. The cop tugged a Lanigan's hair pulling him away, revealing his pit drizzling with spittle. Hawk moved back and fell back on a comfortable chair. He looked up at Lanigan. "On your knees," he barked.
Trevor lowered to his knees eager to suck Hawk's thick cock, but Hawk had other ideas as Lanigan crawled closer. Hawk lifted one booted foot toward the lawyer.
"Take my boot off," he instructed. Trevor obliged, gripping the leather and tugging off of Hawk's foot. The cop had no socks on and wiggled his free toes. "Now the other," he encouraged," lifting the other foot.
Trevor pulled the second boot free from Hawk's foot and wrinkled his nose at the fresh smell of the man's bare free. Hawk smiled at the man's expression. "Smells good, hunh?" Hawk sat back on the chair and extended his legs until the bottom of his feet were pressed against Trevor's face. He wiggled the toes across the bridge of the lawyer's nose. "Lick them," he grunted.
Trevor hesitated a moment due to the funk but knew that if he didn't, the cop would hold out his cock on him. Trevor gulped the dryness in his throat and licked the rough souls of Hawk's feet, first one and then the other. He licked down each foot, moving along the curve of each heal. Hawk pressed the souls against Trevor's nose, lifting his hands to rest against the back of the chair by his head. He watched the lawyer's pretty pink tongue travel back up each soul, but stopping short of Hawk's nubby toes. Hawk wiggled them and spread them a bit. "The toes too," he grunted.
Trevor licked across the tips of one set of toes, gradually moving his tongue between each toe. Spittle drooled from his tongue to the spaces between Hawk's toes. Trevor took the big toe between his lips and sucked on it, swirling his tongue around it. He slid it back and forth between his pursed lips.
"That's it," Hawk murmured in pleasure watching him intently. "Suck it like its a little cock."
Tevor let the toe slip from his lips and moved to the next toe, repeating the gestures. The slimmer toe slipped between his lips. He sucked hard against it while Hawk wiggled it between his lips. Spittle drizzled from his lips down the soul of Hawk's foot. Strings stretched from Lanigan's chin to the hardwood floor.
After a moment, Trevor let the toe slide from his lips. He would have moved to the next but Hawk was impatient. "Un hunh," he shook his head as Trevor's gaze lifted to him. "That way will take forever." Hawk chuckled. "Open wide," he murmured.
Trevor opened his mouth and was surprised when Hawk jammed all of the toes of his foot within his mouth. "Mnmph," Trevor choked around the invading digits as the squirmed against his tongue.
"Suck them all," Hawk hissed, pushing the toes deeper within the lawyer's pretty mouth.
"Nmph," Trevor choked again and a string of spittle oozed from one of his flared nostrils. Lanigan sucked against the toes, trying to run his tongue between each one. More spittle drooled from his lips down along his chin.
The harder the lawyer sucked, the harder Hawk's cock surged. Roughly Hawk grasped it and began jerking it rapidly. Trevor's eyes were glued on the thick veiny shaft as he sucked harder against Hawk's toes. Pre-cum oozed from the piss slit and drooled down the underside of the shaft giving Hawk lubrication as he pumped his pecker hard. Pumping faster, he glanced to the wall clock and noted the time. He had to hurry.
Trevor hummed against Hawk's toes watching Hawk's fist pump the enflamed shaft. He wanted to suck that baby so bad! Hawk's face contorted a bit.
His breathing became more rapid. His balls were pulling up close to his shaft.
"I'm gonna shoot soon," he panted, his cock pulsing against his intense grip.
Trevor let Hawk's foot fall from his mouth. "Bro'," he nearly whined, "let me take it!"
"Not......enough....time....." Hawk grunted his face twisting. "Sorry....squirtttttttttttttt," Hawk's entire body tensed. The cap of his cock expanded. "Argggggggggggggggggggg," he pumped faster as the cum exploded from his piss slit like a cannon. The ropes of cum arched and splattered against Lanigan's face. Trevor tried to open his mouth to catch the seed, but with little success. Hawk's balls churned violently as ropes and strings of spoog were forced from his cock. More splattered on Lanigan, some nearly hitting him in the eye. "Oh yeahhhhhh," Hawk gritted twisting the last jets free from his enflamed sensitive shaft. As the arch's grew shorter, the cum splattered on the hardwood floor.
"Ughggggg," Hawk growled as the last spurts were wrought free and he slumped back in the chair.
Trevor wiped his face and licked the spoog from his fingers. "Damn dude," he frowned. "I really wanted that load at the back of my throat."
"Sorry," Hawk chuckled, "but there wasn't enough time. I'm expecting a visitor any minute now."
"Who?" Trevor was annoyed at the thought of Hawk feeding another cock sucker.
"Don't worry," Hawk chuckled again. "This is something entirely different than you, cock sucker." Hawk tossed Lanigan his discarder wife beater from the arm of the chair. "Here, clean yourself up sport." Hawk looked at the wall clock again. "You need to be gone when my visitor arrives."
Trevor wiped his face with the wife beater and then grinned smugly. "I'm taking this to beat off with later." Trevor slipped the garment into his brief case while Hawk chuckled.
"Fine bro'," Hawk affirmed, "but tomorrow at noon if you really want this bone," he gingerly touched his spent cock. "Be here or lose."
"Right," Trevor affirmed as if he were merely making an appointment with a client.
The two men rose, "time to get dressed and for you to hit the road," Hawk nodded in satisfaction.
to be continued.........