[Reader's Note: this story line is a sequel to PRECTINCT TWENTY-THREE (1st series) in Nifty.org Jan-2007 gay/authoritarian section, and its spin-off sister story THE HOLE in the Nov-2008 section of the same category. Please read those two stories in their entirety, starting with Precinct-23 first in order to get the full understanding of the characters. --DOGG]
THE PRECINCT II -pt-10 Title: UNINTENTIONAL LUSTING
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WEST PHILLY
Club West was one of the hottest new clubs in Philadelphia. Just off of 57th & Market Street in West Philly, it's urban hip-hop with an R&B edge. 99.9% of the patrons are African American, men and women dancing suggestively to the latest beats with high energy intensity.
Its two levels, with a huge bar and dance floor on the first level, and a quieter bar & lounge on the second. It's where 21 year old Elliott McConnell (son of police Captain David McConnell) decided to treat his new friend, --23 year old Andrew Roberts for a night out on the town.
"What you drinking...?" asked Elliott, as they made their way through the crowd to find a few empty seats at the second floor bar.
"uh..., I'm not really a big drinker..." said Andrew, thinking. "...give me a Passion Fruit Alize!"
"Riiiiight..." said Elliott, turning towards the bartender. "Two Long Island Ice Teas!"
"You got I.D.?" asked the bartender, noting Elliott's youthful looks.
Elliott sucked his teeth with embarrassment as he reached into the back of his pants for his wallet, then pulled out his license. The bartender read the information carefully, studying Elliott's face and the picture before handing it back to him and leaving to prepare the drinks.
"I HATE being carded...!" said the 21 year old, stuffing his wallet back in his pants.
"You're gonna hate it more when they STOP carding you!" joked Andy, taking a seat next to his friend. "How do you know about this club...?" asked Andy, looking around.
"I've been here a few times with some friends..." informed Elliott, noting the curious look on Andy's face. "...dad don't know I like to party...!"
"I'm sure..." said Andrew, as the bartender sat the drinks down in front of them.
Elliott handed off the money, then picked up his drink and took a taste...
"Damn..." he said, shaking it off as he smacked his lips delectably. "...THAT shit'll put hair on your chest!" he informed his friend, who simply looked at the drink as if it might get up and walk away. "So Andy..., when's the last time you had some pussy...?" asked Elliott suddenly, out of the clear blue sky.
"Huh...?" asked Andy, taken aback by the highly personal and embarrassing question. "Why...??!"
"Because those two girls over there are looking at us...!" informed Elliott, nodding inconspicuously in the ladies directions.
Andrew took a quick look over, then smiled at them.
"You KNOW I'm dating your dad..." he reminded, taking a sip of Ice Tea concoction.
"I won't tell if you don't...!" suggested Elliott, mischievously. "A man shouldn't have to go too long without pussy..., and since dad's only topping, I think you should have a right to go out and get some ass if you want it...!"
"I'm good..." said Andy, dropping the subject.
"Hey..." said Elliott, leaning in closer. "...every man needs his dick wet sometime...! We're not meant to only be receivers like women are...! Our bodies were MADE to excrete, not obsorb!"
"David and I are monogamous, Elliott..., you KNOW that...!" whispered Andy.
"It's just not natural for a guy to go without fucking..." said Elliott, pressing the issue. "...you gotta feel like you're getting the short end of the stick, --so to speak..., in your relationship! I mean..., you DID like pussy back when you were getting it, right...?"
"Yes..." answered Andy, weakly.
"Well then..." said Elliott, holding his glass up to his lips. "...there you go! You need to get you a lil' piece on the side..., something you can tag a few times a week with no strings!"
"That wasn't par our agreement...!" reasoned Andy. "David's always been upfront and honest about what he wanted and what he expects from another man..."
"What about what YOU want...?" asked Elliott, sipping his drink.
"I..." said Andy, thinking. "...I...just want a relationship..."
"You don't think you can have a relationship with someone who fulfills ALL of your needs...?" inquired Elliott, curiously.
"I never thought about it..." said Andy, content with McConnell.
"Well..., if you're content with having a ONE sided relationship..." said Elliott, leaning back in his chair with his drink. "...who am I tell you you deserve more...?"
Andy watched silently as Elliott took his drink, and walked over towards the ladies on the other side of the bar. Was his relationship with McConnell as fulfilling as he believed? As good as it was, could it be better...?
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NORTH PHILLY
Just off Wayne Avenue & Lester, was a small popular out of the way bar called The After Hours. By all accounts it's considered a `hole in the wall' with old skool décor, an old fashioned juke box, bad lighting, bad plumbing, and a regular cliental of neighborhood drunks, hoodlums, and up to no gooders. It's the first bars where 30 year old police rookie Rodney Ellis got his first drink with his father (Dennis Ellis). It's one of the few places he could go where everyone knew his name, and left him alone.
Ellis sat at the end of the bar, his somber face down in his drink as he thought deep thoughts about(his father's untimely incarceration, --his mother's depression, --his family's humiliation, --his hatred for captain McConnell, --and his new partner's surprising admissions of drug addiction and sexual blackmail. Ellis lost track of exactly how long he had been in the bar, throwing back heavy shots as he thought less and less of his personal problems, and more and more on Jake's startling admission. Jake was the quintessential epitome of the all American white boy. Handsome, built, & mild mannered, --he definitely had what most average Americans would call `the IT factor', --so Ellis found it immensely intriguing and disturbing that Jake found himself in a completely un-American like situation, --getting his back beat out by neighborhood hoodlums!
Ellis ordered drink after drink, thinking about his conversation with his partner; how Jake had been kidnapped, drugged, and sexually abused by drug dealers. How they continued to blackmail him still into performing, in order to keep his dirty shame a secret. The more Ellis thought about Jake being taken advantage of, the more he felt himself getting aroused at the idea. He imaged them holding him down forcibly, taking turns in and on his body, shooting their juices everywhere and forcing him to comply.
Ellis felt his dick growing hard in his pants as he pictured his partner getting butt fucked up the ass, taking dick after big black dick like the tiny little cum slut he was...!
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FAIRMOUNT PARK
There are few areas in the city with views as majestically breathtaking as those in Fairmount Park. Well known for its Boat House Row, its tranquility and simplicity, the deceptively dangerous undercurrents of its Schuylkill River, its vast reach across two of the city's biggest urban centers (North and West neighborhoods), and its rich historical ancestry, --its also known as the place `where lovers go'. Along the sides of Kelly and Martin Luther King Drives (formally known as East and West River Drives) lie parking groves where lovers have been known to park for romantic getaways. While the park is normally closed off to visitors during the evening hours (for safety reasons), it doesn't keep many couples from risking capture from the park's patrol, stealing a few precious moments alone with the one they love (or lust).
23 year old Andrew Roberts found himself parked there, along with his unexpected date for the evening (a woman he barely knew named Nicole), and his 52 year old lover's son (Elliott) and HIS unexpected date for the night (Shanesha).
"This's really nice..." said Nicole, sitting in the front passenger's seat beside Andrew.
"Yeah..." said Andy nervously, looking into the rearview mirror to find Elliott and Shanesha kissing up a storm in the back seat.
"I've never been here before..." continued Nicole. "...it's really pretty out here at night with all the trees and the water..."
"Yeah..." answered Andy, staring at the action in the backseat.
Nicole cleared her throat (daintily) as she peered back over her shoulder to see what was happening with her friend. She quickly turned her head away, looking out the window after seeing her girlfriend locking lips with the man they just met a few hours ago.
"You come out here often...?" asked Nicole, trying to make conversation.
"huh...?" asked Andy, seeing Shanesha's bra suddenly appear in the rearview mirror. "Oh, no..., no...!" he answered, focusing more on the backseat. He could see Elliott's hand sneaking into Shanesha's shirt, fondling her right breast.
"How do you know about out here, then...?" asked Nicole, curiously.
"It's Fairmount Park..." answered Andy, shortly. "...haven't you ever been to Fairmount Park before...?"
"Well yeah..." answered Nicole, feeling stupid. "...I mean, no..." she added after thinking. "...not at night..."
"Oh." responded Andy, his mind elsewhere.
"Have you been down here with a lot of other girls...?" she asked, trying to ignore the shuffling in the back. Andrew watched as Elliott's head lowered into Shanesha's chest.
"My ex-girlfriend and I used to come out here, sometimes..." admitted Andy, never taking his eyes off the backseat.
"Really...? What was SHE like...?" asked Nicole, intrigued.
"I don't know..." said Andrew, diverting his eyes as he thought of his ex-girlfriend. "...she was quiet, shy..., a church girl I guess..."
"You like church girls...?" asked Nicole, trying to figure out what Andy was into?
"They alright...!" he answered, returning his gaze back to the rearview mirror. He was surprised when he didn't see Elliott anymore. He lifted up in his seat a little, stretching his neck to look further down in the backseat without having to turn around. He could see Shanesha slouching down in her seat, her bare legs now spread open as she leaned her head back against the backdoor.
Elliott had worked off Shanesha's panties, and had managed to snuggle his face down between her legs, face to face with her crotch as he began to lick and suck at her warm womanhood.
"So..., what kinda girls DO you like...?" asked Nicole, seemingly oblivious to what was going on.
"I...uh..." started Andrew, unsure. "...I don't really have any, uh..."
"Tell me...!" insisted Nicole, placing her hand on Andy's leg. "You like GOOD girls, BAD girls, cute girls, big girls, funny girls, romantic girls..., what...?"
"I...uh..." started Andrew again unsure, listening to Shanesha moaning softly in the back...
Nicole noticed most of Andy's attention being focused on what was happening in the backseat, and decided to compete by doing a little x-rated show of her own.
Andy said nothing when he felt Nicole's hand suddenly starting to slide up his thigh, inching its way up into his crotch. He sat frozen in his seat, too afraid to even move as the girl's hand started to caress the bulge in his pants. "My..., you're really excited..." she smiled, believing the erection for her, in her honor. "Can I see it...?" she asked, unzipping Andy's pants as she reached in and felt for his dick.
Andy felt extremely uncomfortable as the girl reached in and pulled out his stiff 7" dick, pulling it out into the open. "It's so cute...!" she glee happily, stroking it in her talented hand before licking her painted lips and bending over.
"uh..." gasped Andy, feeling her mouth envelope his manhood.
Nicole took the smooth head between her lips, then started sucking (believing it was what Andrew wanted). She liked the clean scent of his crotch as she buried her nose in his lap, swallowing her dick down to the root.
Andy sat paralyzed, his mouth agape as he continued staring into the rearview mirror. He saw Elliott come up from eating out Shanesha, then begin to unfasten his pants. He watched as Shanesha pulled at Elliott's waistband, helping shove his pants and boxers down around his narrow thighs. A second later he heard the rip of a rubber, then the uncomfortable silence as Elliott rolled the rubber onto his stiff manhood. A moment later he watched as Elliott aligned his covered dick, then sank it into Shanesha's vagina.
"ooohhh..." moaned Elliott, disappearing again as he laid down on top of Shanesha and began humping. Andy adjusted the mirror downward so he could see more. He tilted the mirror sideways until he could see movement. Unsatisfied with his view, he turned his head slightly and peered between the seats to see Elliott's bare light skin ass humping up and down as he fucked.
Andy's eyes widened like saucers as the firm tan cheeks tightened and relaxed, clenching in and out as he thrust himself through Shanesha's warm insides. Andy felt his dick suddenly swell as he began spurting cum directly into Nicole's surprised mouth.
"uuhhkkkggg...!!" gagged Nicole, feeling the sudden rush of semen fill her mouth. But before she could pull off, Andy's hand instinctively clamped down on the back of her head, keeping it locked as he finished blowing off in her mouth.
"awww fuck..." groaned Elliott in the back seat, shoving in deep as he too came, filling the baggy full of his essence.
Andy was still coming down off of his amazing high. Feeling flushed, he finally released Nicole's head, allowing her to come up for air. Nicole's head shot up from Andy's crotch, an evil look of unbridle anger rushed across her face as she prepared to spit the contents of Andy's load in his face (for cumming in her mouth without warning), when she suddenly noticed the uniformed police officer standing beside the car, peering in through the driver's side window with a flashlight.
"Oh shit..." choked Andrew, tucking his softening penis as he slowly rolled down the window while everyone attempted to adjust their mangled clothing.
"License, registration, and proof of insurance please..." smiled the cop.
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SOUTH PHILLY
22 year old police officer Jake Valentine lay with his face buried in pillows as his live-in lover (32 year old police detective Maleece Cortez) knelt behind him, holding him by the waist as he drove his 7 and 1/2 inch uncut latino dick in and out of Jake's bare asshole.
Jake hadn't been in such awe of his lover in a long time as he lay there getting pounded from behind, a content smile on his hidden face as the nostalgia of old times washed over him like thick paint.
Maleece had been feeling some type of way after his experience with "Tony". Wanting to redeem his damaged manhood by pouncing on his lover the instant they had a moment of privacy. Jake didn't know what had gotten into Maleece, but he loved every minute of it as the older man took control, and took Jake with all the uncontrolled lust he used to show in the beginning of their relationship.
Jake could feel Maleece's sleek banana shaped dick sliding in and out of his well used hole. He could feel his hands holding onto his waist, his fingertips gripping into his sides frantically with every inward thrust, taking them to another level of intimacy as Maleece suddenly rammed forth and came.
"AAHHH fuck...!" he groaned, losing his load in Jake's ass.
Jake could feel the cock jumping and jerking inside of him, filling his gut with its precious cargo as Maleece fell forward across his back, feeling his dignity restored after having his own ass taken by Tony (last chap).
Jake fell forward on the bed, feeling Maleece's weight on his back. He loved feeling his lover on top of him, weighing him down into the mattress as his dick continued to drain itself off inside him. They were just about to drift off to sleep when Jake's cell phone went off. "urrrhhh..." groaned Maleece, annoyed that he had to move. He rolled over off Jake's back, rolling onto his own as he pulled the sheets up over himself (covering his nakedness) as he tried to ignore the phone conversation.
"Hello...?" asked Jake, taking his cell phone off the nightstand.
"Hey..." said Ellis, sitting behind the wheel of his car.
"Ellis...? Is that you...??" asked Jake, lowering his voice as he got out of bed and crept out into the hallway to keep from disturbing Maleece.
"Yeah..." answered the officer.
"Where are you...?" asked Jake, concerned.
"Outside your door!" answered Ellis, bringing a chill up Jake's spine.
"Outside...?" asked Jake, "Why...??"
"Bring your ass out here and find out!" answered Ellis, sternly.
"I...I can't..., Maleece and I are in bed...!" responded Jake.
"Bring your faggot ass out here now..., or I'll come in there and get you...!" yelled Ellis, hanging up in Jake's ear.
Jake went from concerned to worried as he snuck back into the bedroom, then carefully picked out a t-shirt and sweatpants before creeping downstairs without disturbing his lover. Maleece simply rolled over on his side, content for the night as he started to drift off to sleep.
Outside Jake found Ellis' 85 supped up Buick Regal with deep dark tented windows, sitting right outside their South Philly brownstone. Jake looked up and down the dark deserted street before dashing down the front steps in his bare feet. He opened the passenger's side door, then ducked inside before anyone could see him.
Instantly upon entering Ellis' car, he could smell the sour smell of alcohol...
"What's wrong, Ellis...?" he asked, noticing his drunkenness for the first time.
"I was...thinking about your offer..." said Ellis, obviously under the influence.
"What offer...?" asked Jake, naively.
"THIS OFFER...!" said Ellis, taking Jake by the back of the head as he roughly (physically) yanked his head down into his crotch.
Jake barely had time to adjust when Ellis used his free hand to loosen the front of his pants, then freed his raging hardon.
Jake was pleasantly surprised by the thick black tool that greeted him as he wrapped his lips around the hard dark shaft without hesitation. Ellis settled back in his seat as he held the back of Jake's head, spreading his legs to get more comfortable.
Jake wrapped his lips around the hard shaft, tasting Ellis' dick for the first time. He could taste the stale faint taste of piss where Ellis must've used the restroom without `shaking off' too well. A strong musky scent of dried sweat and balls filled his nostrils as he began to bob his head, getting intoxicated off the musk as he slid his moist lips up and down the thick column.
Ellis lay his head back against the headrest, loving the way the hot white mouth felt on his dick. He didn't say anything as he relaxed and enjoyed the warm wetness of his partner's oral interior. He relaxed his grip on Jake's head, allowing him to bob freely. He sensed no fight in Jake's movements as the younger officer sucked on him willingly. Ellis felt the weight of the world rise up off of his shoulders with the descent of Jake's magic mouth. It was as if all the worries of the world fell to the waist side, forgotten momentarily under the gentle sway of Jake's talented lips.
Jake felt a rush of excitement flow through his veins as sure and potent as a surge of drugs. There was no denying his attraction to black cock as he diligently sucked his way up and down the thick hard shaft between his lips. He didn't know what the attraction was, or where it came from. All he knew was that he didn't feel quite as good as when he had a big black cock stuffed in his mouth, or up his ass, pumping thick rich gobs of potent juice into his body.
Jake sucked his mouth up and down Ellis' tool for awhile, loving the taste, the smell, the thickness, the width, and the power it emitted. It was like handling the stick-shift of an expensive powerful sports car, one that you knew how to drive but could never own.
Jake liked the power he felt from merely sucking on it, borrowing some of its energy as he passively surrendered his mouth at will. Ellis couldn't remember the last time his dick had felt so good. Separated from his wife (Tracy) of 3 years, he simply let all the worries of the past go, while focusing his attention solely on his cock. Lazily he reached his hand down and began caressing the curve of Jake's ass, squeezing and fondling it through the fabric of his sweatpants. Jake loosened the string around his waist, allowing Ellis access under the material. Ellis' big strong hand slipped inside, feeling Jake's bare skin and slimy ass crack.
"You just got fucked...?" questioned Ellis, feeling the extra coat of lube and semen on his fingers.
"mmm-hmmm..." moaned Jake, refusing to part from the chocolate bar in his mouth. He bobbed his head harder as Ellis stuck a finger curiously in his hole.
Ellis poked around inside for a few minutes, testing the elasticity of the anal ring before coming to a decision...
"Why don't you climb up on here and sit on this...!" he offered/ordered.
Jake (reluctantly) departed from the dick, sitting up in the passenger's seat as he quickly shed his pants. Ellis tilted the recline on his seat backwards as Jake climbed up into his lap and aimed Ellis' rock hard dick up to his tender cum filled hole. Jake's own dick was poking up between the steering wheel as he aligned the head up with his sweet bunghole, then slowly started to sink his hole down around the shaft, taking the entire rod inside him in one long slow swift plunge.
"OOOOHHHH SSSSHHHHIITTTT...!!" moaned Ellis, LOVING the way Jake's anal pussy felt. Jake moaned as well, feeling Ellis' massive 8 and 1/2 inch black cock fill his ass full.
Jake settled his ass cheeks down in Ellis' lap, successfully sheathing every inch of his delicious meat inside his hot sucking hole. Ellis reached around Jake's torso and roughly hugged his body close to him from behind. He rotated his hips, churning his dick around in his partner's ass, stretching the interior to fit his length and girth.
Jake leaned back against Ellis' chest, his thick long dick embedded straight up inside him like a flag pole. He loved the way Ellis' hands massaged his chest and ripped stomach, playing with his erect nipples under his stretched t-shirt.
Slowly Jake began to rotate as well, moving up and down, side to side, around in circles, and back and forth, allowing Ellis' dick to touch every inch in his bowels. He could feel Ellis' face beside his, the liquor strong on his breath as their heads lay side by side. Occasionally a car would drive by, its headlights lighting up the inside of Ellis' urban vintage classic. They ignored the headlights, more intone with each other than what was going on outside.
Ellis felt a wave of passion flow through him as he began to smother Jake's neck and shoulders in kisses. He reached up under Jake's shirt, pinching his hard nipples and making the white officer moan erotically as he rode his dick like an expert jockey.
Jake reached up and back (overhead) as he ran his fingers over Ellis' bald scalp, massaging his soft skull as he moved up and down on his dick.
The two men moved in unison, working in opposite directions, one rising up while the other pulled dawn, coming back together again in an upward/downward clash of soft moans and heated sighs.
Jake was in heaven, riding the cock of one of the most intriguing men he'd come across in months. He had secretly desired Rodney Ellis from the first moment they became partners, secretly thinking of him every time he jacked off alone without Maleece's watchful eye. He was careful not to bring his desires into the bedroom (often), fearing Maleece would sense his distraction. Being addicted to drugs and sex had taken its toll on their relationship, making it old before its time. But Ellis was just what the doctor ordered, something Jake found he needed as surely as the air he breathed.
Jake trembled with desire when he felt Ellis' mouth near his ear, his thick rubbery ethnic lips suckling at the soft lobe as he licked trail marks along the outer rim and across the ridge. Jake dilated his hole, feeling weak at the knees when Ellis' tongue suddenly darted inside, sopping his inner ear with a thick coating of spit. "Shit..., fuck me...!" moaned Jake, slamming his hips down harder in Ellis' lap.
Ellis reached his arms across Jake's chest, holding his torso back against him while Jake slid his hips up and down in his lap, see-sawing the dick in and out of his bare butthole. Jake's asshole became slicker the longer they fucked, as semen from Maleece's earlier orgasm began to seep out around Ellis' upright pole. Neither man knew of the flood pouring from Jake's battered innards as his ass continued to ride Ellis' staff, pounding back down on him with faster, smoother, easier strokes.
The inside windows of the car began to grow foggy as they both men panted and breathed, laboring heavily over their exertions. From the outside, anyone walking by could see the car gently rocking back and forth, indicating something wild and crazy going on inside. But they couldn't see inside past the tented windows to see who was getting their rocks off.
Jake felt his orgasm coming on strong the longer he rode Ellis' dick. His own dick had been flopping around in the air unattended, Ellis never made any attempt to touch it while they fucked. In fact, he kept his hands up high on Jake's torso to make darn sure he didn't touch it. He merely sat there, thrusting up into Jake's fine ass as he slammed his ass cheeks down into his lap over and over again.
"UUHHHH..." moaned Jake, his balls tightening in its sac as he rode dick, his passion coming full circle, beginning with Maleece's only 10 minutes earlier. He reached down to caress his own cock, wanting (needing) to go over the edge as the cum suddenly erupted from him in 3 strokes.
"AARRRHHHH...!!" yelled Jake, cum shooting up to his face before spurting out all over his panting stomach, shirt, and stroking hand.
Ellis felt the asshole tighten and squeeze around his shaft, milking his prod as thoroughly as any milkmaid on the farm. Ellis humped up into Jake's convulsing anus before flooding his bowels in ball sludge, his dick painting the insides of his partner's ass completely white with his jiz.
"AAAAARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHGGGG...!!!" screamed Ellis, forgetting where he was as his big black balls contracted and churned, then shot load after load of rich potent man juice deep in Jake's ass. "DAMN THAT GOOD...!!" he said, feeling the immense pressure he once faced slowly ooze from his body.
Jake said nothing as Ellis pulled him back against his chest, holding him in place as he empties his balls entire contents in his gut. Jake could feel the dick pulsating, dying slowly as its signs of life slowly diminished by the second. Jake finally climbed down off of him, sliding back into his sweatpants. "Are you gonna be alright getting home...?" asked the handsome Caucasian officer as he tied the string back around his waist.
"Yeah..., I'll be okay..." said Ellis, sheepishly.
"Are you SURE...?!" asked Jake, concerned.
"Yeah..., I'm sure...!" assured Ellis, smiling (tugging a warm spot in Jake's heart).
"Okay..., I'll see you tomorrow...!" said Jake, giving Ellis one last look before exiting.
Ellis took a long moment to recuperate as he lay in his seat, absorbing what had just happened. He watched Jake disappear back into the house, probably sneaking back into bed beside his lover, his ass full of his partner's warm jiz. Ellis smiled to himself at the thought of Maleece lying next to Jake, unaware that his lover's ass was flooded with a stranger's cum. Ellis started the car, chuckling to himself as he pulled away from the curb, --his soft dick still hanging limp and satisfied out of his pants.
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