This is a supplement story to the "Cop Higgins" i had recently written. It is a point of view of the closeted Rookie I had some fun with Officer Watkins This is his hopeful experience with the bull stud Clay and how he may have gotten him. It is only fiction as I know that Higgins is a straight homophobes. So it is only a fantasy that he would play with gays other than just a blowjob.
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...... All those years of being beaten down to make him a man. Taking from him his desire for men. That dwindled lust he had ebbed away by everyone at the school. He almost hated being a man himself. He promised that he would be the toughest mofo around. Even regardless of his smaller stature to many other men.
He had proved himself time and again at school, he was the toughest. And gained respect from everyone there. Now back home, his first thought was to join the police. Where else could he be as bad ass as possible .
"Shiit" he said as he stood there
Several other young cadets were there to prove their mettle. Watkins planned on being the top dog. He saw Jensen and another cop that was there to train them. Both looked like assholes.
But then the boss showed up to inspect the newcomers. Clay Higgins was the chief. The head honcho in this small department. He was an average height man, and maybe in his mid forties. The man looked mean and intimidating. His rough and rugged face with an unshaven look at times. But that first time he was clean and actually looked very masculine.
"What..." Watkins huffed under his breath
He could feel his dick twitch in his pants at the sight of the man. But may have been that Higgins jeans were stuffed with what appeared to be a very sizeable dick. Watkins eyes fell down there as the hunky man stood in front if them. I swallowed hard as he gazed at the big bulge
He averted his eyes from Higgins crotch when the man looked in his direction. Gazing up at his cowboy hat he wore.
"Only looking for the best" Higgins stated
"No pussy ass momma's boys"
"And certainly no queers"
Higgins regarded them with a cocked up brow as he said that last statement. Watkins pondered if his father had spoken to Higgins about his indiscretions of the past.
He feared that if so he would be outta there fast. But he wasn't that way anymore. He couldn't be. It was wrong. Being gay was wrong.
Yet he found his gaze had moved back down to Higgins crotch when the man's eyes turned away from him. It was a nice meaty looking thing.
He had to shake his head to try and remove the thoughts that were staring to quell up in his mind. Thoughts of him getting on his knees before the big sturdy hunk. Pushing his face into that big crotch
"Noo!" He tried to whisper to himself
"Did you have something to add son" came Higgins scruff voice
Watkins looked back up. Embarrassed that the man may have heard him. Heck everyone must have heard him. He looked at the older man and tried to answer back as tough and confident as he could
"No sir. Nothing sir" he spit out
Higgins regarded him for a moment. Then turned back to his cadets.
"Good. Real good" the man said
Then Higgins spoke a few more words. Then turned and left them there with the training officer. Watkins looked back at the man's big hunky butt. He just couldn't stop it. He couldn't stop his eyes wandering. What was he to do. The queer he was trying to suppress was rearing his ugly head.
Well the weeks passed and the training was rigourous. And after it was all said and done only he and one other survived the grueling training. He was given a badge as an official offficer if the law. Yet all the tasks he was given were of the lowliest. Mostly records filing and sitting at the front desk when people came in. The most outside work he got was parking tickets.
"This town sucks." He thought.
"Not much action"
The biggest action he would get is putting a prisoner in the jail cell downstairs. And it was always the same prisoner too. That drunk, Jake. Jake was a regular in the jail cell. He would get busted for drunkly disorder or some other ridiculous antic. Then end up in the jail cell for the night. Or two. He was a fixture there.
"Hey there Watkins" Jake would say each time he lead him back
"Hey Jake" Watkins would say back
"What did you do know?"
So other than that boring humdrum, this town was dull. It was shortly after Watkins started that the boss would seem to crack down on the gays alot. Of which Watkins had no idea there were any around these parts.
I mean 'fags' here. That was an oxymoron. This town was all about conservatives and guns. Pure Christian teachings. No queers. But apparently there were many. He had heard the talks in the break room about cleaning up the gay filth in this city. So he would see plenty of fags brought in and locked up overnight. Alot of times they would come in beaten and banged up.
"Little faggot was resisting arrest" Jensen would say
"Lock this pussy up with Jake"
"But we have another cell" Watkins would say
"Put him in with Jake" would be the stern reply
So he did. And it would only be worse for the gays in there. Jake was a dirty and always seemed horny. So he would rape the guys in the cell. Then after alot of crap, they would be tossed out. Back to the streets.
He was surprised that none ever complained or sued the department. All the abuse and such. But it never happened. But then he figured it was those night runs that Jensen and sometimes Higgins himself would do. He was sure they went to those guys home and threatened them. Or worse.
"Wow poor gay guys" he would say
"They just need to get outta town"
"Ain't no town for queers"
But many stayed. He felt sorry for them, but dare not help them. For fear of the wrath of Jensen or Higgins for that matter. And save for the once or twice he had a tingle about the gay sex, he was good.
Then one day this young gay guy got brought in. He was definitely queer. For as he spoke, Watkins felt at any moment a purse would fall out of the guys mouth. But he was young. No more than 16 or 17.
The kid got into a fight at school with what the gay kid said was a bully. But when he retaliated the parents of the bully pressed charges. And he was arrested. The fay kids parents stayed silent.
"I will be good for him to learn" his father said
"A night in jail will teach this little turd" Higgins stated
So the kid was thrown in a jail cell, with Jake. Watkins was gonna go check on him when he saw the kid, bent over the cot in the cell, and Jake pounding away at his ass.
"Shit!" He said at the sight
Watkins was going to go in there and stop it. But Jensen came up behind him and grabbed his shoulder. He pulled him back and sneered at the guy kid getting raped in the cell.
"Leave em" he said
"Just some fucking queer boy"
"Besides. Jake's needs so release"
Watkins didn't argue with Jensen. He didn't want to be thought of as the gay lover. So he walked away. Leaving the crying kid to Jake.
Then as the left the cells and went back to the station house, he saw Higgins. The man strode out and was heading to his car. He was all confidence and masculinity. Watkins felt that strange tingle again. That tonge he was so afraid of. But it was there only when he saw Higgins.
"Boys" he said with a smile as he passed the two
Tipping his cowboy hat he almost always had on. Then he paused as he passed them. He looked at the two again.
"What's goin on with that fag boy?" He asked Jensen
"He is in the cell with Jake"
"Okay "
"Make sure you get hi out and cleaned up by 4"
"His parents are coming for him"
"Yes sir boss"
Watkins was hoping that Higgins would put a stop to the horrors befalling the big. But he only encouraged it. Then he pondered calling the kids parents to tell them. But again, he stopped. His career and job holding preference to the kids well being.
He watched at Higgins continued on. He looked down at the beefy jeans covered ass of the burly man. It was magnificent in those lucky jeans. His cock stirred again. He metally told it to stop.
Jensen walked ahead and back to his duties. He told Watkins to get back to his desk and to the filing he had been given earlier in the day
"They ain't gonna file themselves" he said
So he went back to his desk and got back to work. His head conjured up the image of that poor kid getting raped by Jake the drunk. How he must have felt to have this filthy pig on him.
It actually made Watkins cock stir again. Not for Jake or the kid. But then he imagined himself the recipient of the attack in the cell. And Jake quickly turned into Higgins. That hunky daddy Higgins. Watkins dick got hard real fast.
"Fuckkk!" Stop it" he said to his dick
"Problem son" came a voice
He looked up and saw Higgins standing there. He was all man. His light colored jeans were pressed to a big lump in them. The manly unshaven face a sight of handsomeness many may not notice because he was so strict and stern all the time. But Watkins saw it.
"No. I'm okay sir... He started to say
But then he decided to say something about the happenings in the cell
"Sir" he said softly
"That kid. Umm in the cell"
"Yeah son. What of him"
"Jake is doin something aweful to him sir"
"Just saying it's wrong. Err sir"
"He's a queer son" Higgins said with a grumble
"And queers ain't got no rights"
Watkins was just gonna shut up. But his conscience was digging at him. He had to try and get kid some dignity. This was just wrong
"He is just a kid sir" Watkins added
He looked up at the handsome man across from him. Higgins sighed and put his hands in his hips. Bowed his head for a moment or two. Contemplating what he was going to say next.
Watkins looked at the big crotch again. He could see the outline of the mans big dick as he shifted there while he stood. It certainly was an impressive package the man had. And he couldn't help but lick his lips at it.
"Yeah he is a kid" Higgins stated
"But he broke the law"
"My law"
"And you break 'My laws' you get punished
Then man leaned down and placed his meaty hands on the desk
"Understood?!" He said in a commanding tone
Watkins just nodded. Then just shut up.
"Good." Higgins added
"I knew yer new and all boy"
"You'll come around to the 'right' way of thinking soon enough"
Then he stood upright again. He turned and walked away
"Good talk" he said as he left Watkins there. Watkins just sighed as he was unable to do anything for that boy.
His parents came to collect the boy later. He cried to them of what had happened. But they genuinely seemed disinterested in his complaints. Again noone cared about the gay kid. Jensen stood there as they left. Looking at Watkins to make sure he kept his mouth shut.
"Bye" he waved at the kid as his parents left with him
There was a tone of sarcasm in his words.
"Prick" Watkins thought. He went home later wondering if his being therewas such a good idea or not . But then the image of Higgins filled his head. He instinctively grabbed himself and squeezed his dick.
"Such a daddy" his head said to him
"Such a daddy"
He went to bed with confusion tormenting hum all night................
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