"Night Patrol"
Chapter 10
The heat of the summer day was ramping up quickly as beads of sweat formed on my forehead. My underarms were already wringing wet as I felt a large drip of sweat run down the side of my rib cage. The hot air inside the trucks cabin had a musty odor that was associated with its oldness. Leaning forward to roll my window down, my back stuck to the hot vinyl seat. The rush of air felt good as I placed my arm on the open window ledge and leaned my head into the cooler breeze. I closed my eyes and for a few seconds I was a kid again riding in my dads truck. Even though it was climbing into the nineties again today, I still felt a cold chill from Jason. As I looked over at him, he stared straight ahead as we drove down the dirt road that was pitted with potholes and never said a word. Their place was nestled in a small valley between two pine covered mountains and appeared very serene. The old barn and a car up on blocks was replaced by thickets of tall grass, trees and weeds that hide the trailer from the main road. I scanned the area and took mental notes so I wouldn't get lost coming back here later tonight. My asshole clinched tighter as I realized I was absent mindedly planning my next visit with Bill. I ran my hand through my crew cut and stared out the open window as I wondered if I was doing the right thing. I didn't want to cause problems between a father and his son and coming back here tonight was sure to stir some shit up. I had
enough problems and didn't need to add to my load at this point. I was brought back to reality when Jason slammed on the brakes as we approached the entrance to the highway. The truck slid in the loose dirt and I had to brace my arm against the dash to stop myself from slamming into it. I cussed myself for not fastening my seatbelt because I knew better. All the tickets and lectures I had given others came back to me two fold. As I looked over at him with daggers in my eyes, he floored it and threw my body back against the seat as he pulled out. I had to squeeze my fists tight and breath deep so as not to explode at him as he flew down the country highway like a maniac. Realizing fighting with him now would only make matters worse, I folded my arms and leaned against my door and stared at him like a cop does as he drove. I guess he could feel my anger because he eased up on the gas pedal and we slowed to a safer speed. As I sat there, it was the first time I really had the chance to take a good look at him. I was guilty again of sleeping with a guy and then getting to know him better later. He was a good looking kid and took after his old man a lot. I scanned him from head to toe and took in the teenager I had been fucked by earlier. If someone had told me before I would offer my ass up to a snotty noised kid, I'd of called them a dam liar. With my ass bored out two times from him already, It just goes to show you, never say never! My eyes naturally wondered to the nice wad he displayed in his faded old jeans. A hound dog like me never misses a chance to check out another mans crotch! Its always been the first thing I notice on a guy and I always notice
which side his cock lays. I'm a master at doing it anymore especially behind my sunglasses. I had to smile an evil grin when I realized I knew all about that part of him! The kid was a real good ass bandit and I had to give credit where it was due! If he only knew he had a State Trooper hanging off his dick last night, what stories he could tell! As I settled back in my seat and spread my legs wide, I tried to relax some. I casually dug my hand under the waistband of my sweat pants and scratched my itching nuts. That caught his attention and he glanced over at me and watched. But all too quickly his head returned to staring out the windshield. This was my one chance to break the ice and I took it. "Fucking crabs, tides must be coming in I guess!" He couldn't help but laugh and I grinned along with him. Here was my opportunity to try and make things better, so I scooted a little closer to him. When he didn't flinch or cuss me out, I reached my hand down and started rubbing his thigh lightly. In a real calm voice I spoke to him. "Come on Jason, I took two loads off you last night. You know me better then most men do or ever will. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, but I'm too dam old for you. Your a good looking kid, you can do better then me. Tell you what, lets start over and be friends at least. I'm willing to sleep with you anytime you need some relief but this jealousy shit has to stop right now!" I dropped my hand into his crotch and rubbed his wad and felt the kid instantly begin to grow. I shook my head and marveled at the stemma the kid had.
Oh to be young again! When he placed his hand on top of mine and squeezed it, I hoped things were better. "Listen, I'm not going to lie to you anymore. Your old man and I are going to be seeing a lot of each other over the next few weeks. I plan on coming back here tonight and sleeping with him again, so don't be pissed at me. He's helping me through some ruff shit and I need him badly right now. I'll be around for a few weeks and then most likely you'll never see me again. So if you want some more ass off me, drop the jealous shit and we can talk." He was quick to speak up and the tension between us melted away quickly. "Fuck man, you know I want some more of that ass of yours! Your the tightest hole I ever been in. Its makes me crazy I guess, I'm sorry I was being a dick. Its just, your the best looking guy dad has ever brought home and I wanted you to like me more, that's all. I don't want you to leave. I don't have a problem with you taking dick off him if that's what you want. Maybe you can crash with us longer. I know the old man would enjoy having you around. He likes having a regular guy to fuck. Been a while since he's had that. Fuck, if anything you'll give my ass a break from him!" There was an uncomfortable silence after he said that and he suddenly acted real nervous. I tired to put him at ease quickly. "Its Ok Jason, I already figured you two were fucking around together. As long as he isn't forcing you to do anything I'm cool with it." I watched as he took a deep breath and then started talking again. "He'll kill me for saying something! He has always been worried the cops will show up and arrest him. Honest, its may fault. I started it all. He just
couldn't resist when I started experimenting with him. Once we did it, I came to him wanting to suck him off all the time. And once I started he was so horny he didn't want me to stop. Around these parts this kind of thing isn't uncommon and its overlooked. Guess its the isolation and the loneliness of living in the rural mountains. Its the code of mountain folks to keep their mouths shut and I just fucked up! PLEASE don't ever say anything, God he'll kill me!" He was quickly panicked and I tired to calm him as he rambled on. I ran my hand under his loose fitting tee shirt and rubbed his belly telling him to relax. "Its alright Jason. I understand. Guess you could say I understand exactly what you mean. Your dads a sexy man, hell I can't resist him either last night. I came home with him and we had sex together didn't we? That's why I'm
coming back out here tonight. So relax, its alright!" He finally caught on that I wasn't freaked out by it all and his secret was safe with me. As I pulled my hand from under his shirt and returned to rubbing his crotch, I could feel him swelling harder under the fabric of his jeans. Within seconds he was totally up and his cock was tenting the front of his jeans. "WOW, I have never been able to talk with anyone about this before. I'm so fucking horny now that its out! I always figured I'd be looked at as a freak for fucking with him. Its so hard to keep it quiet when you enjoy it so much, isn't it? And now you know and your ok with it all. God dam!" he said with lust in his eyes. "Makes me want to blow a load! Help me out dude, will you?" "How about I pull over up the road a bit and you polish off my knob? I want to drop a load so fucking bad! I know of an old logging road no one uses anymore. What you say?" I pulled my hand away from his hard mound and while shaking my head no, I scooted back closer to my door. "You know what kid, I'd love that some other time, maybe we can make that happen tonight when I come back. But right now I have other things on my mind and I need to get back to my truck. I have some really important shit that I have to get taken care of right away. Besides, I already took two loads from you, aint you had enough for one day?" As we rode under trees that covered the winding road, much cooler air flowed across my naked chest and fresh honeysuckle filled the air. I figured he excepted my answer and dropped it as we continued down the road quietly. I felt a lot more at easy as I sat there when I finally recognized a familiar landmark. I now knew where I was and that the diner was maybe ten minutes from here. Very casually I then noticed him undo the top of his jeans and pull his zipper down. Letting go of the steering wheel on a straight patch of open highway, he eased himself up off the seat a few inches and pulled his jeans lower on his thighs. I was left seeing his hard cock poking through the slit in his dingy white boxer shorts and did it ever look inviting! As he gripped his cock with one hand, he slowly jerked his shaft. "What are you doing?" I asked him with sarcasm in my voice. "Airing out the snake!" he was quick to answer as he looked over at me. "What's the matter, getting you hot or something? Come on dude, don't you want to at taste it. I figure you can blow me while I'm driving, that solves
both our problems. I get you there quicker and you drain my nuts for me! Come on man, just lick the head for me once!" I had to give him credit for trying, he had a one track mind! But I was still reluctant to give in so easily. He was trying to play me and I knew his game. Fuck, I was the adult here and he wanted to call the shots? Even though I was putting on a good front, my cock began to betray me. That fucker always seems to have a mind of its own. In my tight fitting sweats there was no hiding my obvious bulge beginning to show. I couldn't believe my own horniness and wondered if the blow to my head had changed me? I hated to say he noticed also and continued to slowly work his shaft as he taunted my with his young cock. "Look dude, you already got me leaking. Come on man, lick the tip for me will you before it gets on my boxers? You don't have to blow me, just clean my head off." As I looked at his cock head, he was right, there was a large drip of precum hanging from his piss slit. I was mesmerized by it instantly and wondered
what he tasted like as I slowly swallowed. When I broke eye contact with his cock, I looked up at him and was looking at me with a look of pure lust. There was no doubt he had a way about him that made you want him. He was going to be hell's bells when he got older! "Come on, you know you want to. I swear I'll nut fast in your mouth. We got to hurry before we get any closer to your truck." As he extended his right arm towards me and motioned with his hand for me to come, I gave it some serious thought. I scanned the perimeter as we drove and made sure we were still in a somewhat remote area before I made my final decision. I had never sucked a guy off in a vehicle and wasn't sure if I wanted to start now. Again, all the times I made young couples move on from a spot there were "making out" ran through my head. What a hypocrite I was turning into because of a set of balls and a cock! What happened to the oath I took to uphold the law? As he continued to look over at me and slow pump his cock, I couldn't resist any longer and gave in. "Alright kid, you win fucker! I must be crazy for doing this, you better nut fast!" That said, I lowered myself into the floorboards, which wasn't easy for a big guy like me. I moved my upper body across the bench seat with my legs folded under me. As my head approached his cock the floor stick shift dug into my rib cage. Moving my head into his lap, I studied the beautiful specimen before me. Hard as a rock with veins running the length of the shaft, it was a beauty! The head was a mean looking dark purple and his piss slit was gapped opened with an ooze drop ready to fall off. Like I was getting ready to lick an ice cream cone, I stuck my tongue out and lapped off the excess fluid. Instantly my experienced mouth tasted a strong presence of sperm. I knew right away the kid could get a girl knocked up without shooting in her. He was fertile as fuck! My perverted mind drifted to the two loads I took off him and I wondered how deep they had swam in me? Getting down to business I sucked his mushroom head into my mouth and my tongue did laps around the crown. He began to moan and dropped one of his hands from the wheel and placed it behind my neck. As I took him deeper he was a goner! He eased himself up off the seat slightly each time I throated him and humped a few strokes as he held my neck. I could tell his head was super sensitive and that he wouldn't last long in my experienced mouth. I increased my suction and worked his shaft to pull his load from his balls. He smelled clean and of fresh soap in his crotch area as I took him balls deep. As my head began to bob, my right ear kept getting caught on the steering wheel and it broke my concentration at times. I didn't like this position and wanted this to end as quickly as it started. When his breathing increased and his body tensed I knew he was close. I pulled off him for a second to say, "Keep your eyes open, both hands on the wheel and don't forget your driving kid. I don't want you to kill us both!" That said I went back to work on him and sucked like a hover vacuum cleaner! It only took a few deep throats and he fired off his first shot. It was a good squirt in my throat and I swallowed fast so I wouldn't choke. Direct deposit explains it best! Two more less intense shots fired off and then he slowed to a nice cum flow. A slightly bleach smell filled my nostrils as I savored the kids semen. His load tasted strong and was slimy on my tongue. I found a few clots in his snot pool and ran them along the front of my teeth. The kid was sweating now and the smell of his young pheromones was strong. Digging his piss slit for any leftovers, he begged me to back off because he was super sensitive now. I respected the kids wishes and swabbed his head one more time before I pulled off. Getting back into the sitting position wasn't easy. My legs had cramped and neck felt stiff. As I sat up, my full on boner obscenely tented my sweats. I needed relief badly but hesitated at first. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand as I pondered my next move. Then I realized the kid had examined my asshole like no other guy had before and I suddenly felt no shame with him as I hauled my sweats to my knees. Extending my hand to his face I asked his to spit in my palm. He coughed up a wad from deep in his lungs and spit a nice amount that I brought back to my shaft and used it as lube. Sitting lower in the seat with my legs spread wide, I began to whale on my shaft. My balls danced up and down in their hairy sack as I pulled my meat. As I closed my eyes I thought back to the fucking I had received from Bill earlier and my mood was set. Without worry I worked my cock as the kid watched. I heard him through my deep concentration and he wanted me to move a little closer to him. I complied by turning towards him and lifting my one leg up on the seat, all without opening my eyes or missing a beat. I felt his warm hand cup my balls and then his fingers dig deep between my butt cheeks. Usually being sensitive about who I allow to finger me, I didn't hesitate to allow him access. Now as I pumped my cock, Jason fingered my hole and bragged about how warm and tight I was. Listening to the kid talk and thinking of his dad pounding my ass was more then I could handle. I was quick to fall off the climax edge and shoot one big wad of sperm up on my hairy chest. The remaining two or three smaller squirts pooled in my belly button as I moaned and convulsed. The kid withdrew his fingers from me and rubbed my load into my hairy chest as I enjoyed a super relaxed state. Through squinted eyes I watched him scoop my load out of the pool that had gathered in my belly button and bring it to his lips. "Dam, you taste pretty good yourself for an old guy!," he said as I watched him try to scoop more. As we continued to get closer to the diner, I sat with crotch still exposed as the kid slowly rubbed my hairy thigh. We talked about things other then sex or his dad as we got to know each other a little better. Every once in a while he would run his hand up into my hairy crotch and fondly my balls as he drove. There was nothing sexual about it, the kid was just learning my body more. Suddenly as we crested a small hill, I saw the diner sign in the distance. I immediately dropped my leg off the seat and pulled my sweats back up on my hips. A nauseas feeling came over me instantly as I stared straight ahead. It was judgment time, game on! As we got closer I saw a few big rigs parked close to the diner along with a couple other vehicles. I noticed my truck was still parked where I left it as I scanned for anything that might be unusual. I didn't see any yellow crime scene tape that would be used in a murder investigation to restrict access to the area. That thought made me feel a little better as I pondered different scenarios in my mind. The kid brought me out of my deep concentration when he asked, "Which one's your truck?" Not looking at him, I directed him to my black Chevy 4x4 parked near the front of the shower room. As we pulled in the gravel parking lot, dust rose from under the tires and the roar of the gravel was loud. I quickly scanned the perimeter wondering if someone might pop out of hiding when they heard us pulling closer to my vehicle. The kid pulled beside my trucks passenger door and parked. A cloud of hot gray dust in gulped both our vehicles and flowed into the open windows. I sat there a few seconds motionless as I looked out window and looked for the spot I thought John and I fought. The kid killed the engine and opened his door and got out with his jeans still open. I watched as he pulled them up and adjusted the placement of his cock and balls before zipping them back up. I didn't like his brazen ways in broad day light but figured no one could see him beside my truck. When he closed his door, I opened mine and stepped out slowly. It all seemed surreal as I thought of the events of last night and wondered what happened to John. I slowly began walking to the spot where I thought we fought and looked for my gun. The kid came up behind me unbeknownst and wrapped his arm around my shoulders when I stopped for second. Shrugging him off because I wasn't in the mood to play sexual games anymore with a minor, I slowly walked away from him as I continued to scan the loose gravel. Coming up behind me again, he rubbed my ass cheeks and dug hid fingers into the fabric near my asshole. Without thought, I blew up! Pointing my finger at him, I was fit to be tied! "Don't you ever do that again in public kid! You fucking crazy or something! What if someone saw! How the FUCK do I explain that!" I was cold and heartless as I ripped into him, but at this point I didn't care. I was more worried about my own self preservation and not the kids feelings. Taking one last look around, I realizing my gun was no where to be found. Looking back at the kid he appeared upset by my sudden burst of anger. Standing with his hands in his jeans pockets he looked at the gravel as his foot kicked some around. "Come on kid, lets get you out of here!" I said to him as I stomped back towards my vehicle. Hearing the gravel crunch behind me, I knew he followed. As I walked between both our trucks, I fumbled in my left pocket to see if my keys were still there. I was shocked they were still there figuring the luck I have had in the last twelve hours. Finally something was going my way! Reaching my passenger door I slipped the key in the lock and opened it. A strong wave of intense heat greeted me as I opened the door and reached to open my glove box. Thanking god again for my good fortune, my wallet and cell phone were still there undisturbed. As I put my billfold in the front pocket of my sweat pants, I felt the kid touch me ever so lightly again on my side. I was again so wrapped up in the moment I forgot he was behind me. Feeling a little ashamed of my behavior I turned my head and spoke to him. "Listen kid, I'm sorry about blowing up at you. You have to remember your a minor and I'm a adult. There are laws against what we have done together. You need to be a little more discreet in your actions, you understand that?" >From behind me I heard him apologize as his hand slipped under the band of my sweat pants and rubbed my hairy ass cheek. Slowly he eased his fingers between my butt crack as if he was testing the waters as he went. I didn't resist this time or bark at him, I owed him that. Slowly he went for my hairy asshole again. We were hidden well by my truck door and his body from behind, so I let him do as he wanted for a minute. I moaned lightly as two of his fingers slipped inside me and moved in and out slowly. "Has anyone told you how fucking beautiful your ass looks in these sweat pants before. You have amazingly beautiful buns on you. I still can't believe
how luckily I am to have taken you last night," he cooed. He leaned forward and kissed the back of my neck and sent cold chills down my arms. "I just wanted to cop a feel of your ass again before you leave. Sorry if I pissed you off before." With that said he removed his fingers and pulled his hand from my pants. I backed up against him as I prepared to close my truck door and he hugged me
from behind. He felt good against my naked back but I felt it was time he left now before he wanted to come home with me or something. "OK kid, its time you take off, I need to get going myself. I'll see you tonight." He slowly backed away from me as I stepped forward. I turned and watched as he opened his door and he hopped up into his truck and started the engine.
Walking up to his window I told the kid goodbye until tonight and extended my hand and we shook like men. He smiled and nodded his head as he put it in reverse and backed out. I stood at the back of my vehicle and watched him till he pulled back onto the main road and roared off squealing tires. Again shaking my head at the young pup, I proceeded to make my way to my drivers door. Still keeping my eyes pealed for anything unusual and hoping not to be caught off guard by anything or anyone, I failed to see the small piece of paper stuck in my side window until I opened the door. I froze at first not knowing what to do with it. I knew it contained some kind of news and I was guessing it wasn't good news. Slowly unfolding it, I prepared for anything. It contained a phone number and the words, "Call me, John!" Well, I couldn't contain my happiness as I dropped to my knees in the sharp stones and again thanked god for looking out for me. At least John wasn't dead! I must have looked like a fool if anybody saw me, but I didn't care! At least now I knew I wasn't going to prison for murder! I jumped up and hopped into my truck like I had wings and started the motor. Then I flipped the air on high and sat with the door open till some of the heat dissipated. Looking at the note over and over I couldn't believe what I saw. Remembering my phone was still in the glove box, I leaned across the seat and opened it. Turning it on, I wondered if I should call now or wait? Figuring my luck was still with me, I punched in the numbers on the note and stopped breathing as it rang. Knowing who ever answered would see my name on called ID, I wasn't shocked when John answered it and called out my name. "Where the FUCK you been?" was the first words out of his mouth and I was never so happy to hear them! Hesitating to answer him because I got chocked up, when I did say something I babbled as I began to quietly cry. Don't ask me why a big lug like me would get so emotional just hearing his voice, but I couldn't control myself. It was as if all the flood gates had opened at once. As I sobbed and fought to control myself, John on the other end whispered words of support and told me everything was fine and things will be ok. He talked me down off my emotional roller coaster and made me fell much better. He wanted us to meet right away, he was worried about me and asked me to pick a spot. Sniffling like a kid with a cold, I offered up the local Mc Donald's parking lot. I told him I needed to shower first but he didn't want me to. He needed to ditch his wife and kid and would be there as soon as possible and for me not to leave till he got there. He asked me to promise and I agreed saying I was sorry over and over to him. When he hung up, I felt like a ton of bricks had been lifted off my shoulders. As I pulled into the Mc Donald's lot, he was no where to be seen. I parked as far away from the building as I could and backed into a space that faced a large hill. I sat there with my engine running and the air on low and retraced all my steps and actions last night. Feeling like a two dollar whore
when my asshole itched, I dug my crack and wondered if I should tell John about Bill fucking me or keep it a secret? I figured I would cross that road when I got there. I watched the lot entrances as I turned on the local country music station, kicked back and waited. I couldn't help but fondle my equipment as I sat there waiting, realizing I smelled like old cum even to myself. It wasn't long before I saw his familiar red mini van turn in and circle the lot. Seeing my truck, he pulled along side of me and parked. When he got out, he walked over to my passenger door and I hit the power locks to allow him access. As he jumped in, he removed his sunglasses and I saw he had a black eye similar to the one I was sporting. When he closed the door and looked over at me, a look of shock came across his face. "What the fuck happened to you? Did I do all that damage to your face?" he asked. Considering that besides the black eye he looked normal, I on the other hand had a face that looked like raw hamburger. It was obvious I took the worst of the punches and suffered the most damage. For a second my ego was hurt
because I thought I whipped his ass worse. I fought my emotions again as I
started to tell him I thought I might have killed him last night when I knocked him out. He listened to what I had to say as he moved closer and put his big hand behind my neck and lightly squeezed. "Hey, its alright man. I'm Ok so don't put anymore thought into it all. We both were pretty head strong last night. I admit I was wrong to fight you myself. We are a brotherhood, were supposed to have each others back and I let you down." As I wiped the snot from my noise he explained that I didn't knock him out. He was playing possum to stop the fighting between us. He also told me he found my gun and it was safe in his gun safe at his house. He told me he had worked up a story for us both that he had already told his wife. We both went out drinking last night and ran into some redneck guys who were loud and obnoxious and a fight started between us. He told me he was going to spread the word tonight on shift and that it should raise our testosterone levels with the guys for sure! "If we look bad, you should see their sorry looking asses!" he bragged like it really happened. "Where did you get that knot on your head from?" came from him next. I shrugged my shoulders and told him I wasn't sure. As he ran his fingers over it, I recoiled in pain. That's when he told me he was taking me to the emergency room after we stopped off at my house. I fought him on that idea, but he was dead set on me going so I gave in. He told me he could tell I had slept with the guy I had left with last night because he smelled it on me. I didn't disagree with him as he looked me in the eyes and I nodded my head yes. I explained how desperate I was after I thought I had killed him and he excepted that for now. "Well if he fucked you, I sure hope you made him wear a rubber. That guys notorious for not wearing one I've heard?" he asked. I lied again and told him we did. I didn't want to hear a lecture right now on taking a guys load. It was done and nothing could change things. We agreed he was going to follow me home and when he jumped out, I pulled forward
and waited on him. At my house, he grabbed a beer from the fridge and followed me into my bedroom as I prepared to clean myself up. He sat on the edge of my bed as I sat
beside him and removed my boots. When the pair of underwear I had took from Bill's bedroom fell out and landed on the carpet, I was mortified. I reached down to pick them up quickly, but he saw them. "How many times he fuck you for you to want a pair of his underwear as a trophy? And don't lie mother fucker and tell me those are yours, cause I know
what you wear! I've seen you in yours enough times to know these things." I looked at the floor for a few seconds and then at him as I brought them up to my lap. No use lying at this point, he had me dead to right. "Hey, in spite of it all, he's a dam good fuck. Yeah I took them. Just something I like to do when I come across a guy who I want to remember. Kind of
weird you think?" Believe it or not, he just tilted his head to one side and shrugged his shoulders like he didn't think so. I kind of felt like Jason all of the sudden, it was good to be able to talk about thinks like that with someone else. For the first time with him I was able to smile! I stood and went over to my dresser and stuffed Bill's underwear in the top drawer and proceeded to remove my sweat pants. I wasn't shy around him because he had seem me nude many times in the locker room at work. Ah, to brush my teeth, take a good dump and get under a hot shower was amazing! As I let the hot water run over my body I wondered why John was being so nice to me. We sure have had our differences in the past and maybe that was it, the past. When I stepped out of the shower and walked back into my bedroom, he was still sitting there waiting for me. It felt comforting to know he was there. We talked as I toweled off and pulled on clean underwear and socks. Even thought we both were into guys, it didn't feel that way between us right now. He felt more like a friend/brother that I never had. After I was fully dressed we rode together to the emergency room bonding more as we got to know each other better. When we got there, it was crowded as hell, but he pulled some strings because we were cops and I didn't have to wait like the other patience's did. After lots of x-rays and questions it was determined I had a concussion and would be off work for a few days. I needed to relax and get lots of rest. For the first time in a long time I was looking forward to that, taking it easy. John sat and waited on me the whole time and drove me home. We talked more along the way about having sex with guys. He told me he thought I was getting out of control and that I needed to rain myself in. I listened to what he had to say and maybe because of the drugs they gave me, I agreed with him. Before he left me alone that evening we had talked for hours at my house. It felt so good having someone who understood me and had been in the similar situation. He explained how he fucked up at his last post by getting sloppy like me and having to transfer before the shit hit the fan. He had gotten caught by an undercover officer and part of the deal was he would leave that area. So he transferred here. He told me he saw the same thing happening to me. When he left, I did some serious thinking and decided I would lay off the sex with guys for a while. It would do me good not to have it complicating my mind and my job. There, it was done! Jacking off was all I was going to do from now on! Of course my thoughts would be of getting fucked by another dude. Hell, I am a fucking god dam gay trooper, that never changes! Sorry for the delay guys! Would enjoy hearing what you think. Dogbone421@aol.com (mailto:Dogbone421@aol.com)