Precinct Twenty-Three /pt-19 AFTERMATH
The University Of Pennsylvania Hospital Of Philadelphia
Police cars escorts an ambulance to the emergency entrance. Officer Bruce Gardner is pulled from the back of the ambulance on a gurney, in handcuffs, and taken quickly into surgery to remove a bullet from his abdomen. Captain David L. McConnell, and officers Malik Jones and Jake Valentine pull up in another car, and rushes in to secure the area. Bruce Gardner is still considered a very dangerous suspect, and McConnell issues armed officers to guard the operating room incase of he recovers and tries to escape.
While there, Jake and McConnell were both checked for injuries resulting in minor cuts and abrasions from the fights they sustained from Gardner's attacks. Media swarmed the hospital from earlier admissions from the shoot out police had with drug dealers. Outside the hospital, Mayor Edwards holds a press conference regarding the incident.
"We are pleased to report that some major arrests of some very dangerous criminals have been made, in connections with the shoot out on Ogontz and Drumming earlier this evening. Tempest Williams and his cartel have been taken down by Captain McConnell of Precinct-23 and his undercover Drug Enforcement Unit, authorized by myself, Commissioner Bradley, and Governor Arnold. There were some deaths that have occurred during this stand-off with police, resulting in the casualties of some of our fellow officers whose names are currently being with-held until we have notified their families. A number of rogue officers were named in a corruption scandal involving the drug dealers. These officers have been arrested, and will be trial pending an Internal Affairs investigation. No further comments will be made until we have reviewed all of the data in this incident. Thank you." stated Mayor Edwards, a 6 foot tall, 160 lbs black man with a lite brown complexion, thick black mustache, and black wavy hair with graying temples.
He quickly makes his way through the crowd of reporters and on-lookers with his entourage of associates, including Brian Dunn, his executive assistant. They by-pass questions, then disappear into the Mayor's black limousine which has been parked by the curb. The driver closes the door, then takes his seat behind the wheel, and takes off, leaving a flurry of questioning reporters and cameramen behind.
Inside, Edwards and Dunn go over the list of scheduled appointments facing them for the rest of the day. "That went..., well." said Dunn, seated in the back seat opposite Edwards.
"That ought to hold those vultures over until we can figure out what the fucked happened!" said Edward, loosening his tie as he glances out the tented windows.
"We received a call from Harvey Howard..." said Dunn, adjusting his glasses. "...it appears he's been taken into custody by police for questions regarding his involvement with Tempest Williams." added Dunn, focusing his sights on his boss. "And we both know how scary Harvey is when it comes to authority figures."
"Call the Council, get him released on orders of the Mayor." said Edwards, knowing Howard would crack sooner or later. "He's a city official, he doesn't have to answer their questions without the proper console there to back him."
"Yes, sir." said Dunn, making a note of it. "You also have a meeting with the Black Committee of Community Leaders, -and a luncheon with their constituents. You also have an appearance to keep for the "ground breaking" of the new high rise apts being built on the water front in 20 minutes." said Dunn, reading off the list of agendas.
"Anything scheduled that's NOT on that list?" asked Edwards, groping his crotch.
"YES, SIR!" smiled Dunn, sitting his folders aside as he eases down onto his knees in the back of the limo between Edwards' spread legs.
Brian is a successful and ambitious young man. He graduated at the top of his ivy league class, despite being the only black in attendance. When he was being considered for the job as Mayor's Assistant, he was confident he had all the right credentials needed to get the position. He'd heard rumors of the Mayor's infidelities, they were plastered all over the city papers and tabloid new channels. He was aware the city's first lady was devastated, and insisted he hire a MALE assistant or she'd drag him through a messy divorce. Dunn took a chance to appeal to the Mayor's robust sexuality, and offered to do "absolutely anything" to get the job. When Mayor Edwards finally caught onto what Dunn meant, he sat back in his expensive imported leather chair from Italy, and contemplated his next move. "I've never experienced assistance from a male before..." -admitted the Mayor. "...I've only had FEMALE assistants up until now." Dunn responded, "Well I'm sure you'll find my services equally as impressive, sir." The Mayor looked the possible new candidate over thoroughly, then said..., "I'm very interested in seeing what you're capable of." With that, Dunn got up from his interview chair, and walked around behind the Mayor's desk and got on his knees. Edwards opened his legs as Dunn settled in-between and reached up for his zipper. The Mayor leaned back and closed his eyes as he dreamed about pussy while getting his dick expertly sucked by his newly hired male assistant.
NOW, Mayor Edwards is fully accustomed to Dunn's expert blow jobs. He sits back in his seat while Dunn fishes out his erection, then leans forwards and swallows it in his mouth. Edwards knows Dunn is a perfectionist in everything he does, if there's anything Dunn doesn't do well, he practices and practices it until he does. Swallowing the Mayor's 7 inch staff was one of his more easier tasks, and like nearly everything on his daily agenda, he likes doing it, and does it well.
The Mayor sits back and enjoys the ride to his next appearance while receiving one of the best head jobs of his elected office. Hiring Dunn in place of his women assistants was a stroke of genius on his part! Here he could get blow jobs by the dozen, with absolute no suspicion from his wife, nor the nosey news media. At one point, his every move was dictated through the papers. Edwards couldn't get a simple pedicure without the tabloids making a big deal of it and accusing the salon of more than just simple nail salon.
He spreads his legs and relaxes as Dunn slowly devours his dick, taking it easily from tip to base and up again. Another thing Dunn was good at was swallowing evidence. If nothing else Edwards learned of Clinton's term as President, it was to make sure all evidence (sperm) was completely consumed and swallowed. One doesn't want one moment of lust to stand in his political way in the future, by allowing some nasty coed or stupid assistant to keep evidence which was meant to be eaten! Dunn was good at that. Edwards had deposited many a donation in Dunn's sperm bank of a throat, or deep in his treasure chest -ass, and had heard nary a whisper of any of infidelity in the papers. Not even a whisper of it in the halls of City Hall.
Dunn slid his lips up and down the spit slick shaft of his boss's dick. He bobbed his head, taking the entire cock into his throat until his lips sucked feverishly at the base before slowly, sensually sliding back up to the tip. Mayor Edwards closed his eyes and concentrated on the amazing head he was getting. Indeed his newest assistant was ever as bit "qualified" as the other (in some cases even more-so). He ate and swallowed Edwards' meat until he felt it starting to throb in his gullet. He felt his boss's body tense up, then felt his dick grow steely hard. A second later, he felt the hot surge of sweet salty semen flood his mouth. To insure he got every drop without any spillage, Dunn deep throated the erupting dick, letting it finish off it's orgasm down in the confides of his contracting throat. Edwards groaned heavily as he lost yet another load to his talented assistant.
5 minutes later they pulled up at the water-front project, with media cameras and construction crews rearing to go! The limo came to a halt, and out came Mayor Edwards (looking fresh as the morning dew) and his assistant. Pictures snapped as cameras rolled and reporters reported the land mark deal to build high rise luxury apt and an indoor casino at the water-front. For the next 30 minutes, mayor Edwards smiled, waved, and broke ground for the cameras as scheduled.
UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL
The air was thick, as tensions mounted in the waiting room of the surgical unit. Officers Jackson and Gardner were in operating rooms for emergency procedures. Gardner to remove a bullet lodged within his chest by officer Malik Jones during an arrest, and Jackson to have his intestinal track reconstructed after being mauled sexually by a 6 foot black African Gorilla high on a sex drug called "Sextacy". Of both officers, Jackson was in the most critical care, as he'd lost a lot of blood and sustained severe damage from the attack. Gardner was currently under arrest at the time of his surgery, for crimes unbefitting of a police officer. After surgery, he is to be taken into custody where he will remain hospitalized until he is able to be moved to the more secure facility.
Meanwhile, the silence between officers Jones, Valentine, and Captain McConnell was deafening! All were in deep thought of the events which got them to where they were. Jake could barely look McConnell in the eye, due to cumming without even touching himself while being fucked by the sexy 50 year old official. He still found it hard to believe that Gardner (Jake's ex-partner) had tied him up in his own bed, and forced Capt McConnell to fuck him at gun point despite having to constantly tighten his asshole to keep the Capt's huge load in his ass and from exploding outward in his pants.
McConnell was deeply embarrassed to be put in the position to have to fuck one of his subordinates. McConnell was a professional, and felt he lost serious "face" by being punked into a position he should have been better trained to get out of. He was totally humiliated to had to have fucked Valentine, though he tried to convince himself that he had no choice in the matter, as Gardner surely would have killed him on the spot.
Malik (McConnell's younger lover) also sat in mute wonder of the situation. He walked in on McConnell and Valentine intimately locked together by dick and ass. He saw Jake's handless orgasm all over his chest and stomach while HIS boyfriend (Capt McConnell) fucked him with his wrist cuffed behind his back. He even heard the unmistakable groan of McConnell as he orgasm up Jake's ass. He knew the fucking was forced, that it didn't MEAN anything..., but he couldn't shake the feeling of jealousy cruising through his veins. What did this mean in terms of McConnell's and Jake's relationship now that they've had sex (forced or not)? Where did that leave he and McConnell on the dating tip? Were they boyfriends? Were they monogamous? Were they still an item?
Malik's thoughts were interrupted when fellow officer Cortez grew tired of waiting silently.
"Hey..., any word yet on Jackson's progress?" asked officer Cortez, a 31 year old hispanic officer that was Jackson's partner before the incident.
"Nothing." answered McConnell, sitting in the waiting room with over a half dozen other officers. "The surgical staff says it would be HOURS before they can reconstruct his colon..."
"Even then, he'll need multiple surgeries to complete the job." added Malik, sympathetically. "He'll be out for a long time."
"No shit..." said officer Lewis, whom had been there when Jackson was assaulted. "...did you see Jackson's ass? It was ripped to shreds, man! His ass no longer had an asshole..., it had a big GAPING HOLE! A fucking truck could've parked in there!"
"At least he's alive..." said another officer, -Peterson. "...poor Whitmen and Mucullan had their asses fucked to DEATH! How the hell you gonna explain that to their families, that their husbands and fathers were fucked to death?"
"By a gorilla..." moaned one of the other officers within listening distance. "A fucking Gorilla! Who keeps a horny Gorilla in the their house? What kinda sick, twisted, fuck does that? How was we supposed to know he was there?" asked the officer, consumed with guilt over Jackson's injuries. Another officer walked over to calm him down.
"Let's just focus on praying that Jackson comes through this surgery, cleanly? Okay?" asked McConnell, trying to boost morale. "We'll worry about everything else later!"
Just then, officer Jackson's wife and family enters down the other end of the hall. All the officers stop to look as she talks to a nursing staffer, then is directed towards them. Everyone knows the horror of having to face the loved ones of a fallen officer, -and no one wants to be the one to have to tell them the fate of their loved one. As Captain of the Precinct Jackson worked for, it fell upon his duty to break the news to his wife and family. Taking a deep breath, McConnell got up out of his seat to go down and tell Nicole Jackson of her husband's unfortunate attack and severe injuries, when he was suddenly stopped by Cortez.
"Let me tell her, Captain." asked Cortez, solemnly. "I was closest to him and his family..., he'd want ME to tell them."
"Okay." said McConnell, happy to be passing the buck. He watched Cortez slowly walk down the corridor to meet Nicole midway. All the officers watched them talk quietly for a moment, then watched Nicole burst into tears as Cortez hugged and consoled her.
"If everything is fine here, Captain..., I'd like to go and check on Peaches..., make sure she's okay?" asked officer Jake Valentine, receiving a nod from McConnell whom couldn't quite look the 21 y/o officer in the eye. Jake turned to Malik whom was standing nearby, "Call me..., if there's any word on Jackson..., or Gardner!"
"Okay." agreed Malik. Jake quickly ran out, still concerned of Peaches' whereabouts. He hoped and prayed that she was okay. That she had just simply gone home to retreve some clothing while staying at Jake's place for a few days. But with Gardner's untimely appearance, Jake couldn't be too sure that Gardner didn't have something to do with his new girlfriend's disappearance. And asking Gardner had been out of the question, as Gardner had been unconscious and losing blood after the shooting!
"Sir..., can I, uh..., can we talk for a moment, Captain? In private?" asked Malik, trying not to give his and McConnell's secret love affair away in front of the other officers. McConnell silently followed Malik down the other end of the hall, away from the officers in the waiting area, and away from mrs Jackson and Cortez. "Are you alright?" he asked, once he had the Captain at a safe distance.
"Huh?" asked McConnell, lost in thought.
"Are you alright?" repeated Malik, concerned. "You know..., from earlier." he said, causing a blank stare from McConnell. "You know..., from when I walked in on YOU and officer's Jake and Gardner -earlier in Jake's apt?" reminded Malik, still getting nowhere. "He was..., raping you, David...!" he whispered, looking around to make sure no one was listening. "Are you okay?"
"What I went through with Gardner pales in comparison to what's happening currently to Jackson...," answered McConnell, dismissing Malik's concerns. "Whatever happened to me in Jake's apartment, -I will deal with later..., on MY OWN terms. Right now..., I have 2 officer's in surgery. One; a good man, the other; a bad cop, -and both fighting for their lives. Outside I have the press, the Mayor, the city Council, the Governor, and the families of all those dead at the shoot out on Ogontz and Drumming, looking to me for answers to questions I don't even know yet. So my own little..., incident at Jake's apt today, will have to wait until I've had more time to process it. Excuse me." said McConnell, walking back towards the waiting area and leaving a stunned Malik behind speechless.
The Water Front...
After taking dozens of pictures promoting the water front project (one of the Mayor's biggest negotiating deals), he is whisked away by his assistant mr Dunn. He grabs the Mayor by his arm, and drags him off to their awaiting limo. Inside, Mayor Edwards is surprised to find himself face to face with someone he has tried hard to keep a disassociation with, -Tempest Williams. His heart stops cold when he sees the face of the man who has funded some of his biggest kick-backs in office. Seated beside him, is a woman Edwards had never seen before. But seeing that she is in association with Williams, he assumes she is one of his hooker girlfriends.
"Good to see you again, Mayor Eddy. I been trying to see a date with you for awhile now. But it seems your ass is always busy!" states Tempest, sitting in the back seat with his cane, and his legs crossed gentlemanly like.
Edwards hesitates at the door, ready to turn and bolt back towards the press. But he is pushed inside by one of the newest members of Tempest's team, -Brian Dunn. Edwards is shocked to find out that Dunn had arranged this meeting with Williams, -knowing the Mayor's personal schedule first hand. Dunn gets into the car, sitting beside Tempest on his left side, opposite of Peaches on the right (whom happen to be dressed as the First Lady in her peach dress, sunglasses, pearls, and big peach hat).
"Drive." tells Tempest, signaling for the driver to go on. Soon they are driving down Columbus Boulevard, destination -unknown.
As a show of power, Tempest orders Dun to unzip his pants and suck his dick. Dunn does so while the Mayor watches -stunned. Not 30 minutes ago, Dunn was his trusted assistant, sucking his dick to completion as required in their verbal agreement. Now Dunn was showing devotion to Tempest by doing the same thing, dishonoring himself as he takes Tempest's thick brown 9 and 1/2 in dick deep down into his throat like a boa-constrictor.
"It appears I have the upper hand right now mr Mayor." smiled Tempest, enjoying the deep throat as Dunn did his best to show off his talents. "I mean..., you've keep me in the dark for months, stone walling me with that fat ass associate of yours -Harvey Howard! That fat sonovabitch nearly got to meet Kong, until Dunn here decided he preferred my dick over yours. Guess there's something to be side about SIZE after all. Eh?" laughed Tempest as Dunn bobbed his head up and down in his lap.
"Tempest, I..."
"I NOTHING!" yelled Tempest, stunning everyone in the car. He was known for his temper, his sadistic measures, and his spontaneous executions, -so everyone was on full alert when his voice was raised. But instead of capping Edwards on the spot, Tempest eased back in the leather seat, and resumed his phenomenal blowjob. "You had your chance to be business partners Eddy, but you decided once you were in office to pee on the hand that fed you. But you know, life had a funny way of making a man humble himself when he believes himself to be too big for his britches." said Tempest, calmly, and ironically.
"Look..., mr Williams..., I'm sorry if it seemed I was ignoring you, but I..."
"Shhh..." shushed Tempest, feeling Dunn's throat contract around his dick shaft. "I got word of your little..., offer, to give me certain sections of the city to run..." laughed Tempest. "...as if I'm not on the verge of running this entire motherfucker, myself! Then you got the nerve to order me to remove my street drug off the streets..., like you running shit!" Edwards felt a lump in his throat, and knew for sure that it was his heart! "You lucky I ain't get one of my crack heads to pop a cap in yur ass long ago, nigga! Who the fuck did you think you was dealing with? I ain't no amateur King Pin, I'm the real deal, mother fucker! I'm the one who hooks your wives and daughters, and makes you son drop his pants and bend over for! You fuck with me, you fuck with DEATH, -bitch!"
Edwards started to shake at words like "cap yur ass" and "death". He watched Tempest stroking his golden cane (which was shaped and molded from the shape of his own erection). It was a status symbol of power and control. A 9 and 1/2 inch curved hard golden cock which represented Tempest's power over lesser men. Edwards watched Tempest pull the cane from his side, then aim it across the back of the limo until the head (or handle) of the cane were just inches from the mayor's face. Edwards looked at the handle cross-eyed, wondering what Tempest was up to.
"Don't just sit there, bitch! Kiss it!" ordered Tempest. Mayor Edwards looked over at Tempest as if he were joking, but the seriousness in Tempest's eyes told him that the man meant business. Closing his eyes, Edwards puckered his lips and kissed the head of Tempest's cane. "Again!" ordered Tempest, watching the Mayor kiss his cane. Edwards pressed his lips against the cane's golden tip, and kissed it yet again. "Lick it." demanded Tempest, eager to see the Mayor humbled. Edwards extended his tongue, and licked the tip of the cane. "Now suck it." said Tempest.
Edwards paused, feeling his blood pressure rise as he parted his lips, and took the head of the can inside. "More." said Tempest, pushing the handle in and out of Edward's mouth. Peaches watched the Mayor performing oral on the cane's handle, and knew what Tempest was gearing for. "Now..., suck this!" ordered Tempest, pulling Dunn's head up off his throbbing hardon.
Mayor Edwards opened his eyes once the handle was ripped from his mouth. He was Tempest remove Dunn from his dick, the large curved python shone heavily with Dunn's spit. Gripped by fear, he slowly scooted off the seat, kneeling between Tempest's spread legs. Tempest's real dick looked even more menacing than the dildo cane Edwards sucked. He closed his eyes in a moment of silent prayer, then leaned forward and took Tempest's manhood between his lips.
"That's it..., suck it bitch! Suck that fuckin dick, bitch! Yeh, that's it you fuckin slave of the white man! Suck that shit, good!" he cooed, grabbing the Mayor's head and forcing it up and down on his throbbing shaft.
Edwards barely got a few good strokes in when Tempest suddenly erupted a gallon of cum into his mouth. Edwards choked on the unexpected flood of male jizm, and pulled his mouth off just as the next several shots splattered across his face, neck, and tie. Instinctively Edwards swallowed, knowing he would choke of he didn't. Tempest's load burned a trail down his throat, as the rest of the load displaced over his face. Then Tempest made him clean up all the spilled cum with his mouth, -making the Mayor the latest whore in Tempest's myriad of men.
River-view Apartments...
...over look the Schullykill River on Grace Kelly Drive (which was once called East River Drive back before the Princess' death in the 80's). It's the condominium home of police captain David L. McConnell after his divorce with his wife of over 25 years (which his now shares with officer Malik Jones).
McConnell comes home after a long exhausting day of dodging questions, seeking answers, waiting in hospitals, and digging for dirt. He is tired (mentally and physically), and is in desperate need of a shower and sleep. He enters the condo with his mind heavy on work. 5 cops in his department are named in an indictment, one of them is dead. With a Grand Jury forming to investigate charges, he and his department are under a microscope. This could possibly mean the end of his career on the force!
He takes off his blazer, and flings it casually across the back of the living room chair as he walks mindlessly into the kitchen to grab a 6 pack bottle of brew from the fridge. He returns to the living room where he flops down quietly on the couch, and guzzles over half a bottle. He doesn't even check the answering machine, for he knows its only more bad news.
Suddenly while in the mist of getting drunk, Malik appears in the room wearing nothing but a pair of loose fitting boxer. McConnell looks over at him, but says nothing as he stares at the figure looking in the room. Malik knows of McConnell's day, as he's spent half of it with him. He walks over to where the Capt is sitting, and silently kneels between his legs. McConnell is in the mist of killing off his first brew when he feels Malik undo his belt.
McConnell watches amusingly as Malik open's his pants, and pulls out his growing erection. McConnell isn't particularly in the mood for sex, but he isn't about to refuse it either. He simply opens another bottle as Malik bends over and takes his dick between his lips. McConnell relaxes, sinking into the cushions of the chair as Malik services him. It's been a bad day, and all McConnell could think of was getting home, taking a long back, getting drunk, and going to sleep. A blowjob was not the order of the day, but it sure was a welcoming distraction!
Malik took the Capt's long, hard, 9 and 1/2 in dick into his mouth, and started sucking. He bobbed his head, tightening his lips as he attached himself to his lover's meat and sucked for dear life. He knew McConnell needed affection of some sort, -some support in a day full of misfortune and bad discovery. He knew the seriousness of Gardner's crimes, and what it meant to the department to have one (or rather 5) of their own up for indictment. It certainly looked bad for McConnell, as he appeared he had no control over his officers. Only time would tell what was in store for him and the Precinct, but until then, he would be safe in Malik's hands (and mouth) for the time being.
McConnell finished off his second brew while Malik continued to suck. He spread his legs, giving the 25 y/o detective cart-blanche to his cock and balls. Malik took every advantage of McConnell's willingness, and sucked all up and down the shaft as deeply as he could. He removed McConnell's pants, taking his big hairy balls into his mouth, lathering the sensitive orbs with his tongue and spit. He swabbed the swollen baby makers gently, treating them with good care as he wanted to do his best to satisfy his man. Then he licked his way back up from the base of the dick, and took it between his lips once more as he unbuttoned his shirt and removed his tie. He could taste the sweet nectar of McConnell's manhood, and felt his stomach craving the taste of more. Just when he thought he was about to get his fill, McConnell reached down behind him and started to finger his tight butt hole through his boxer short.
"I want some pussy, Malik." said the Capt in an even tone. Malik removed his mouth, stood up, and stepped out of his shorts. McConnell grabbed Malik's waist, then took his erect 7 and 1/2 inch dick into his mouth. Malik stifled a moan, wanting to give McConnell all of the attention.
McConnell slid his lips all the way down on the shaft, swallowing Malik in his throat as his bobbed his head back and forth. He pulled Malik up into the chair he sat in, sucking furiously to take his mind off his woes as he enjoyed the taste of his lover's dick. Without thinking, he nearly had Malik cumming in his mouth, until Malik had to pry himself from McConnell's lips. To compensate, McConnell turned Malik around and started eating his ass. Malik was doubled over, his ass cheeks resting on either side of McConnell's face. The Capt sucked hard on Malik's anus, shoving his tongue inside to get him good and wet. Once lubed with spit, He sat Malik down in his lap, his stiff standing dick piercing Malik's tender hole as it all sank inside. He pulled Malik's back to his chest, then bounced him gently in his lap.
Malik felt the dick moving in and out of his ass, massaging his sphincter as moved deep into his colon. He could feel McConnell's hairy chest against his bare back. McConnell's hands rubbed up and down Malik's torso, pinching his nipples as they moved together against each other. Malik moved his hips up and down, sliding his asshole along McConnell's cock shaft as he drove his ass down into his lap. McConnell pumped upward, sending his dick through the anus he was fucking, kissing the side of Malik's face and neck as he occasionally sucked at his ear.
Malik turned his head towards his Capt, sucking his tongue into his mouth in a deep soulful french kiss. They rode, bounced, and kissed together in hot heated bliss, their bodies crashing together over and over as they tried to make each other cum. Malik's dick stood hard as he rode his Capt's. McConnell reached down and stroked it, keeping time with their thrusts as he fucked up into his boyfriend's ass. Malik started breathing hard, panting as it neared closer to climax. He bounced harder in McConnell's lap, making his dick go even deeper into his bowel. Soon his moans became groans as his dick started to throb in McConnell's hand. Malik tired to hold off climax, but couldn't help shooting under the expert pumping of his lover's touch. Cum shot from the head of his dick, painting against his chest and stomach as he breathed heavily into McConnell's open mouth.
McConnell felt Malik's dick throb and jerk in his hand. He knew from the erratic pulses and the clamping of his convulsing anus that Malik was cumming. The rhythmic massage of Malik's asshole on his cock shaft made him sum off immediate thereafter, shooting hot potent juice into Mal's tight gripping anus in a series of gushes.
They sat locked together by dick and ass for a long moment afterwards. Malik lay with his back against McConnell, feeling his lover's heart beat return to normal. McConnell's dick softened in Malik's ass, finally plopping out after Malik stood up. He looked back at McConnell, who reached down to the floor to open his 4th beer. He turned the brew up to his lips, guzzling over half as he sat naked in the chair. Malik knew McConnell wanted to be alone now in his moment of stupor, so he silently turned and walked back into the bedroom -alone.