Mike opened the trailers doors, looked around and then helped me down. When my boots hit the ground hard, my insides hurt. I watched as Mike closed the big doors and latched them. When he was done he turned and offered to walk back to my patrol car with me. Before we moved he added that he needed to take a wicked piss. I mentioned I needed to also. Both of us standing close, he turned and faced the trailer. As my eyes adjusting to the darkness I watched as he opened his fly and pulled out his cock. Following suit I did the same. I heard his piss hitting the pavement and the sound of his relaxed my bladder and mine started to flow. In the darkness I didn't notice that he had turned towards me. All to quickly I felt wetness on my pants leg and through the open laces of my left boot. He started laughing as I yelled, "What the fuck you doing Mike"! I was mad as hell as I shook the last drop off my cock. He reached over and tried to pat my shoulder but I pulled away. "Come on man, it was just a joke," he said. "Joke, fuck man, the inside of my boot is wet with your piss," I barked low. He kind of laughed again and said, "Dude I was just making my territory"! My zipper fully up I turned and walked away from him. As I made my way down the trailer I heard him coming up behind me. Grabbing my arm he spoke, " I'm sorry buddy, I was just playing around with you." As I stopped he put his arm fully around my neck and backed me against the side of the rig. "I didn 't mean to make you mad, honest," he whispered in my ear. I guess he could tell I was still fuming as he began to rub my lower belly through my open uniform shirt. He leaned in close to my face and spoke, "I just dropped a load in you and your mad cause I pissed on your boot"? I guess I could see his point as I calmed down some. Getting my composure back I spoke. "Just don't ever piss on my uniform or me again," I'm a cop and you got to respect that." He nodded his head as his hand groped my soft cock through my pants. "Don't be mad at me, I'm sorry buddy," he spoke. "You're the first cop I ever fucked, so cut me a little slack." He bounced my ball sack in his hand as he asked if we were still friends? I nodded my head to agree, "But dam bud easy on my nuts their sensitive."
We both started to walk again. Once out of the trailers shadows he removed his arm and stopped walking with me. As I approached my cruiser the wind blew my shirt fully open and I could feel the coolness on my wet calf. The smell of hot asphalt was strong in the warm air. As I eased myself in the seat a low moan escaped my mouth. I had to find a comfortable spot on the cushion before I started the engine. Hearing the roar of the powerful car, I relaxed more as I dropped the tranny in gear. Moving towards the orange construction barrels, traffic stopped to allow my police car in. As I entered the flow and started moving I rubbed my face and pondered what I had just experienced.
When I got home I realized how bad the soreness was. I lost the uniform and pealed off the wet sock. My foot looked shriveled from being damp. I knew my work boot would be wet for at least a day. I took a much-needed dump and expelled what was left of both guys' loads. I filled the tub with hot water, which is very unusual for a shower guy like myself. Soaking in the hot water seamed to help as my mind replayed the sex. My cock betrayed me and swelled fully hard as I went through the events again. Staying in for as long as I could, I dried myself off and my hard cock pointed the way out of the bathroom. Picking up my uniform cloths that were heaped in a pile, I noticed the wetness my boxer shorts had. No putting these back on my mind thought, as I smelled at them. They had a heavy scent of sperm. (You know that smell guys) I shook my shirt and was removing my name bar when I noticed something in my pocket. Quickly my mind went back to when Bob placed something in my pocket. I pulled out a half of a business card. At the bottom was his name along with his phone number. I smiled as I fingered my nut sack. "That fucker must have really enjoyed himself, " I said out load. I put the number in my wallet as I headed for bed.
Afternoon came quick. As I eased myself from bed the hurting deep inside my guts appeared again. I walked like an old man getting off a wild bronco horse. I knew it was going to be a long day getting in and out of a patrol car. I did my usual shower, shave and clean uniform. Doing all that made me feel good and ready to hit the station. A few fellow officers asked if I was Ok, commenting on my unsteady walk. I had a story already worked up and weaved a tail of an unruly actor being difficult. Knowing fellow officers, we all have experienced that and it was accepted with no questions. Just before roll call was over, I was informed that I would not be getting overtime for a while. Seams a few of the other guys wanted some now and it had to be shared. I don't know about other guy's teams, but here it follows seniority. You take your turn as it comes around.
Hitting the street in my car I knew it would be sometime before I could get with the road guys again. In some ways I was kind of happy because I though things were getting out of my control too fast. But I also knew that this was easy sex for me to find and it doesn't last forever. The road would be finished before long and that would end everything. These guys were not looking for anything other then some easy butt to fuck, and they would move on. That suited me fine at this point of my life. To be honest they were helping me out more then they knew. I figured Mike didn't give me his home number just to be drinking buddies. Right now that number was burning a hole in my wallet as I thought of more sack time with him.
I allowed about 4 days to pass including the weekend. The soreness had eased greatly and I was ready for more. What is it about sex? If your not getting any it doesn't seam to be a big deal, get some and its all you want. I had jacked off the whole weekend and early Monday afternoon I decided I would call his number. I must admit I was a little nervous as I dialed the digits. Hearing the phone ring brought me back down to earth. It rang about 5 times before someone answered. It took a while before anybody said," Hello." I could tell it was a young boy that answered. Being aware that I might scare him, I asked if his daddy was home? Quickly a child could be heard running yelling "DADDY" as the phone fell to the floor. It took a while before I could hear anything. Listening I heard Bob approaching asking, "Who is it," of the boy? The small voice answered, "He asked for Daddy." I could hear the phone being pulled from the floor. Loudly a booming voice asked, "HELLO"! I asked, "Is this Bob'? He said that it was, in a sleepy voice, and wanted to know who was calling? "I 'm the state trooper from last week, if you remember me." "Fuck man how could I forget you," he answered! He apologized for sounding sleepy between yawns as he said, "Fuck I'm glad you decided to call." Then the, "Where the fuck you been came"? I explained how the overtime rotates and that I might not be around for a while. He laughed and told me how Mike came up on the cruiser that was parked there the next night and was shocked that it wasn't me. He went on to say he was rubbing his crotch as he approached and that the other officer wasn't impressed at all! I had to laugh with him, picturing that scene. We shot the shit for a bit like old buddies who haven't talked for a while would.
Then he said, "Hold on." I heard him talking to the boy, "Bob junior go to your room and play with your toys". Daddy needs to talk private." I could hear the young child whimper and cry as he walked away. When he came back on he said, "Dam kids always around, always up my ass." I asked him how many he had and he answered two. Bob junior was four and the baby was 10 months old. He told me his wife works days and he baby-sits them as he tries to get some sleep when he can. "But you can imagine how much energy a four year old has," he told me. I laughed and told him I hope to find out someday. "If you ever need any help in that department, I'd be glad to sire one for you," he laughed back! " Seams every time I turn around, we get a pregnancy scare." "She forgets to take the pill and next thing you know we have to worry." His voice then lowered as he spoke, "When can we do it again"? I told him I wasn't sure how we could work out a meeting. Again in a low voice he spoke, "The old lady hasn't let me near her for days," "I'm backed up bad, I need some." As a man I could hear the hunger in his voice and understood that need. I listened as he spoke again. "You going to help me out or what," he asked? Softly I spoke the words, "I'll try to help you out." "Man that's good news to me," he answered with a much more chipper voice. "Want you to know I'm standing here in my underwear and you got them tented saying that." In my mind I could just see him there again in those shorts. "We on for tonight," he asked? I answered that I wasn' t on overtime there tonight. "What time you end your shift," he wanted to know? Well I have paperwork to finish, but usually around 12:30am. There was a silence and then he said," I can do that." I had to ask how he could get away from the roadwork so easy? "If you're able to meet me at that time I can swing it," was his answer. I asked where we should meet about that time? He explained that the guy's all parked their vehicles at the rest area. "Could I pick him up there"? I agreed as I heard a baby crying in the background. "Listen buddy, I got to run," he said. "You better be there man," was his final statement as he hung up the phone.
Needless to say I was horned up the whole tour of duty that night. I finished my paper work at lighting speed and was out of there on time. As I started the patrol car I finally allowed my cock to swell, as sex with Bob was all I thought about. I had to drive past the roadwork that was going on to get to the rest area. I caught a glimpse of Mike as my car passed him quicker then usual in the congestion. I listen to my police radio as I made my way past the construction and headed for the rest area. I knew there was a truck accident about 5 miles up the road and my fellow brothers on duty were busy with it. The truck had overturned and there was some kind of spillage. I turned off the exit ramp for the rest area and flew into the brightly lit parking lots. Travelers always notice police cars and I didn't enter unnoticed. I slowly drove through each parking lot as I would on normal patrol. I saw Bob up ahead waving to me. He was standing with a group of tucks that looked like they belonged to guys like him. I speeded up and pulled close to the vehicle he was in back of. He was dressed in coveralls that were unzipped to his waist. I could see his hairy chest and the top of his underwear as he moved towards my passenger door. I lowered the power window as he leaned in. "Glad to see you could make it," he smiled at me. "Which truck is yours," I asked him to get things going between us? He pointed to a real high sitting Chevy 4X4 truck that seamed to fit his personality. "Where we going for this," came from him. I knew a place we could go to and said, "Get in buddy."
I watched as he opened the door and got in beside me. He unzipped his coveralls fully and spread his legs wide as I put the window up and speed away fast. As I watched my rearview mirror I told him he had to buckle up. "Got to be safe," I laughed as I headed back on the interstate. I watched him buckle the belt and took a look at his crotch that was in fully view to me. He quickly started to chat with me. He went on to say he had never been in a police car before and looked fascinated with the computer and everything in the front area. He wanted to know if we could film our sex with the dashboard camera sometime? I looked at him and half serious asked, "Your kidding right"? He let out a real big belly laugh and said I needed to relax some. He asked what kind of engine the Crown Victoria had and if I could hit it once just so he could feel its power. I floored the engine and he was very impressed with its performance. " How about the light and siren," came next? I did it all to impress him. "Got to tell you, you look great in your uniform," he said, as he looked me over. " "You're a hot looker fucker in those coveralls," I shot back. "I wanted easy access to you so I wore these," he spoke as he adjusted his position in the seat. His hand went to the front of his underwear and grabbed his package. " Were we going," he asked. I told him I knew a spot up ahead that would be safe for us.
Not much further down the interstate I saw my turn off. The area was a spot between both lanes of the interstate. It's an area we sit to shoot radar. It' s a wide spot surrounded by a large group of trees and brush. A cop car is hidden well here. I knew my fellow officers would be busy with the accident for a few more hours and no one would be running a speed trap during that time. I felt safe doing something here or I wouldn't risk my career on it. As I pulled off, I slowed the cruiser down. I backed the big car close to the trees in the middle of the area. I figured a few passing car might be able to see the reflection of my cars police bagging through the tree branches. But I knew no one would bother us. Once settling the car in the right spot I turned off the engine. As soon as the engine was off he spoke, "I had to fuck the old lady tonight." "Couldn't believe she gave it up to me," he went on. "Usually she's a real bitch after work, guess she somehow knew I had your ass lined up for tonight," he offered as he looked at me. "But don't worry man, I got another load in these here big balls for you! I got enough for you both if I have to," he said. I was kind of disappointed I wasn't getting him fully primed up, but I was willing to take anything he offered me. "You still sore down there any," he asked? I told him the pain had almost totally gone away. He said it would take more hump action to get a load out, but sounded like I could take it. I didn't acknowledge his statement hoping he wouldn't make that annoying pain return to me. "The more you let me have you, the easier it will get," he said looking at me. I nodded my head as I loosened my tie. "Where we doing this, the back seat," he wanted to know? I told him with the cage in the back, it took up a lot of room. But we could try.
He opened his door and got out and I did the same. The night was dark and you could hear the roar of some traffic passing by. The hot car clicked and popped in the cooler air. I walked around the back of the car to his side. I opened the back door and started to unbutton my shirt. He watched me and I saw him dig in one of the pockets of the coveralls. Out came a tube of KY, most likely the one he used on me before. He placed it on the roof of the car as I unlaced my boots one at a time. I tossed my shirt in the floorboard of the back seat and I started to unbuckle my belt. "Take them off, I want you on your back," he spoke. I kicked off my boots and stood on the cooler ground and sat on the edge of the rear seat to remove my pants and boxers. My cock had already started to lengthen, as I stood fully nude except for my white tee shirt and my socks. My cock head hit the armrest on the door as I watched him get ready. He pulled his briefs low keeping the coveralls on. His cock was already at half-mast as he grabbed the tube and squirted a glob out and applied to his shaft. He walked around the door and up to me. I eased myself in the back as he leaned in. I managed to get halfway across the bench seat when he said, "That's good" ! "Get your leg's up," came next as he crawled in on top of me. I placed my one leg against the cage behind my driver's seat and the other over the back of the seat. As he got between my legs he nudged them open more and started lying down on my body. "Man this takes me back to my high school days," he said smiling at me. My arms went behind his back inside the heavy coverall fabric. He placed his hard slick cock against my now familiar butt hole. "Open up copper, let the big dog in," he said as he pushed against my hole. I flinched at the sudden feel of pain again. "Easy man," he coded to me. "You know me, relax. I'll be gentle." As he laid his full weight on me the seat dipped lower behind my back and my butt ached higher towards the invading cock. That was enough to open me up and he moved in almost fully. I was breathing like I had run a marathon. I could feel the beads of sweat starting to form on my forehead. He placed his head along side mine and both relaxed for a few seconds. He smelled clean and of Old spice aftershave. I looked out the back window of the car and saw the stars in the sky. The car was lit inside with a soft light from my computer screen in the front seat. I rubbed his back as I felt him take his first outward movement.
"Ready babe," he asked? I answered with a low yeah as he began. He pumped me a few times as he spoke. "Your definably tighter then my wife is." "I could really get into being with you regular," We quickly went into a steady fuck rhythm. He would hit a spot in me that would cause me to hold him tight and moan. He licked my forehead and said he knew how to make me squirm already. I ran my hands down to his spine and back up his sides getting to know his body better. I could feel the car rocking up and down with us as we fucked. I had so many low life's and criminals in this back seat. I never dreamed I'd be back here under a man having sex. Bob was really starting to get wet with sweat. I'm sure warring those coveralls having sex wasn't easy. I wished I had taken off my tee shirt, as I too was getting warm. He stopped humping and eased himself up off me. He put his hands against the headliner of the car's roof for balance and started pumping again. This changed the angle of his cock going in and it caused me some pain. I let him fuck me for a minute that way before I had to ask him to stop. I put my hand against his hairy belly to slow him down. " Please stop Bob." "You're killing me this way." He seamed to understand what I meant. He flexed both his arms in a muscle pose and looked down at me. "Can't handle the bull this way"? I shook my head no as he eased himself back on top of me. He settled into a steady hump action and he bored me out for about 5 minutes before he started to snot and suck in air deep to his lungs. His head beside mine, he took a few quick rabbit humps and dug as deep into me as he could. I felt his cock pulse deep in my guts.
In a low almost faint voice he said, "Yeah man." "You got me some good cop tail." "I really enjoy making a baby with you man," he coded. Saying that made moan uncontrollable. He put his mouth against my neck and lightly nibbled. He raised his face so I could see him. "See that's the real good part with you, no pregnancy worries." He wiped my wet face with his hand as he spoke. We lay there in silence as we both enjoyed the moment. All too quickly he rose up. With a drop of sweat hanging off the tip of his noise he said, "WOW." He pulled his cock from me and backed himself out the open car door. My legs had cramped and it was good to drop them down. I scooted myself up and sat back in the seat. He got back in the car beside me. "Fuck man, I'm beat," he said. We both kind of caught our breath sitting there. Next thing I knew he had his arm around my neck pulling me closer to him. "You all right little buddy," he asked? "Yeah'" I answered back. "Just feeling the moment." I lay in his shoulder well as he stretched out. He rubbed my upper chest as we lay together. "We should go fishing sometime," he offered. I said I would like that. I explained I had not had time to go in a very long time. Being a cop occupies most of my time I told him. My hand moved to his soft cock inside the coveralls. Knowing the slickness between my cheeks came from here made me feel proud. Proud to know I was with a man like him. He allowed me to explore his cock and his ball sack. His crotch hair was so thick and course. Not like mine that was fine. His balls were heavy and much larger then mine.
We talked about fishing for a while as I played with his equipment. "You get him hard and you'll have to let me ride you again," he laughed at me. He looked at his watch and said he had to get moving. "I told the boss my kid was sick and I had to go home for a little," he explained. "But now I better get back." He sat up fully and raised himself up off the seat. He pulled his underwear up and on. "Come on buddy, get me back," he said as he stepped out of the car. I moved to the door myself and got out. The night dampness made my socks wet as I stepped on the grass. It was ironic to me. Here I am a State Trooper, outside my cruiser, in the nude, a guy's load leaking from my ass. Fuck I arrest other people for a lot less! Bob took a piss as I pulled my shorts and pants back on. When I sat back on the car seat inside the open back door he walked up. I was lacing my boots up and couldn't help but look at that hairy chest. He still had the coveralls fully open. Out of the silence came a "Thanks buddy." As I stood and tucked my tee shirt in I told him he didn't need to thank me. "I do man," he went on. "I forgot how good it could be between two guys. " "I'm with the wife and kids all the time." "A guy needs some male bonding. " As I bent down to get my shirt off the floorboards he smacked my butt. I rose up quickly yelling, "Hey"! "And the fact that your tighter then the old lady, works too," he said. As I closed the car door I asked if he was ready to go. As I walked back around the car a big rig blew its air horn as it flew passed. The sound scarred the fuck out of both of us!
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