Josh
I awkwardly leaned in and kissed Adam, bumping everything around him in the confined space of the front seat of his car.
“Why do I feel like a teenager again, sneaking out and making out with my girl trying to get laid?” I joked, when we finally broke apart.
“I’m not your girl! But I get it.” Adam laughed, “I used to ask girls out after school and offer them a ride home, but I was too shy to make any move.”
“Are you too shy to make a move now?” I smirked.
“I followed you to your car, didn’t I?” Adam replied, as he leaned forward and kissed me once again.
Five days were all it took for us to stop resisting our urges, and had our hands all over each other. Every morning, we would take our kids to school, and pretend everything was normal. We would have small talks, chit chatting for longer than the time we had, eyeing each other not so secretly, and we would say our goodbyes and go our separate ways. I could tell Adam missed me, I could see it in his eyes, and each day it was getting harder and harder to resist kissing him right there in front of all the parents and kids. I didn’t want to risk outing myself and Adam, god knows how everyone will react, and possibly affecting our kids, so instead of saying goodbye this morning, I asked him to get in my car instead, and drove around the corner to a secluded parking space.
“Can we do this everyday?” I said, as I looked into Adam’s eyes, “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but…I miss you, I can’t stop thinking about you…fuck, I really sound like a horny teenager.”
“You are horny all right…” Adam said, staring at my crotch. I was wearing a fitting working out pants, and there was no hiding that I was having a boner. My hard cock was stretching the thin fabricate of my pants, poking out and twitching. I looked at Adam, and with no surprise, his tight pants couldn’t hide his growing dick. I could see the outliner of his hard cock along his left pant leg, constricted and ready to be released.
Adam noticed my gaze, he reached down and started rubbing his crotch, his fingers running down his pants, across his thigh along the dick print. “We can’t go to work like this.” Adam’s breath was getting faster, as he pinched his tip through his pants, “we should take care of it before we leave.”
“Yeah…right…” I couldn’t take my eyes off Adam, while my hands worked their way to my crotch, and grasped my throbbing cock over my pants. I slided my hands up and down my cock, precum started oozing out from the tip, soaking my pants. Our attention was fully on each other’s cock, I watched Adam caressed his throbbing cock, his body relaxed, slightly leaning back, giving me a better view, as he unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and released his hard cock from the tight confined space. I watched in awe as his cock bounced out, jumping up and slapped his body. No matter how many times I saw his dick, I heart beated fast, like I was peeking at something forbidden.
Adam grabbed his cock, his fingers wrapped around his shaft, pulling up and down. I gulped, I could see the precum forming at the tip, slowly dripping down as he stroked his leaking cock. I was so focused on his cock that I didn’t notice Adam reached his hand over, he brushed my hand off my dick, and pulled my pants down, exposing my erection.
“Let me help you out this time.” Adam whispered, as he held my dick. My cock was pulsing in his warm hand, I leaned back and moaned, while Adam slowly glided his hand up and down my shaft. His hold was firm, grasping my cock tightly, I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of Adam’s strong hand rubbing my cockhead, my hands slipped under my shirt, running across my toned body, eventually stopping at the nipples, pinching and twisting them.
I was groaning loudly, when suddenly something wet and warm touched my dick. “What… are you…?” I opened my eyes in disbelief, Adam was down between my legs, his tongue sticking out, licking my tip. “Fuck…Adam…” It was a welcoming surprise, never in a million years would I think Adam would suck my dick, I could feel my cock spurting out precum, before Adam licked every drop off the tip.
“Am I doing it right?” Adam asked. I nodded, and gently placed my hand on his head, scratching and brushing his gingery hair. I could feel his thick beard tickling on my shaft and balls, as he twirled his tongue along my shaft, teasing me with his mouth. My throbbing cock was painfully swollen, begging to release the pressure building in my balls.
“Uhmm…Adam, please…suck my cock…” I begged, as I guided Adam’s mouth to the tip. My heart almost skipped a beat, when Adam turned his head, with my cock in his hand, looking into my eyes. His face was flushed, his now pinkish red cheeks contrast with his pale skin, his hot breath blowing onto my sensitive cock. And without hesitation, he surrounded his lips on the tip, circling it with his tongue. He didn’t break eye contact, it was like he was studying my facial expression, looking for approval like a puppy, eager to please his master.
I couldn’t hold any longer, I began thrusting my hips up, sliding my cock up Adam’s mouth. And he took as much as he could, although not every inch of my 7 inch cock was in, he was pretty close to swallowing it whole, and hit the back of his throat. I was expecting him to gag, but he didn’t. He held still for a moment, before releasing my cock, while sucking as hard as he could.
“Oh fuck…how are you so good at this…your mouth feels so good…” I groaned, and kept thrusting into Adam’s mouth. Adam didn’t answer, he simply moved his mouth up and down my hard cock, even more passionate than before. I clenched my fist, I knew I wasn’t going to last long, I could feel the tension building up, closer to shooting my load with every thrust.
We were in a trance, and our only goal was to make me cum. We were in sync, as I thrust my waist, while Adam bobbed his head up and down. However, we were interrupted when a phone rang. It was Adam’s phone, the ringing cut through the tension, disturbing our rhythm.
“Just ignore it.” I said, frustrated. Adam presumably agreed, kept on sucking. But the ringing didn’t stop, The caller called again and again, and through all the shuffling and vibration, Adam’s phone slipped out of his pocket, and fell to the ground.
“Shit!” Adam jerked up, hastily picked up his phone, he took a peek when it fell, and it was Mike, the younger officer. “Fuck, I’m late to work.” Adam said, as he quickly shoved his hard cock back in his pants. I looked at the time, and although it didn’t feel like it, somehow we already spent more than 30 minutes together in the car.
“Wait! You can’t just leave me hanging…” I protested, as I watched Adam dress up.
“Sorry.” Adam said apologetically, before kissing me, “I’m late, I have to go. I promise I’ll make it up to you.” He got out of the car, and ran around the corner, back to his car and drove off.
I sighed, I was so close to shooting. I grabbed my hard cock and started stroking, but it felt off. As much as I wanted to cum, all I could think about was Adam, and without him, it wasn’t the same. I tried for a couple minutes, and it wasn’t happening, I begrudgingly pulled my pants up, and headed off to work.
“Dude, you can’t come to work like this, this is a sexual harassment case waiting to happen.” Corey slapped my still hard cock teasingly.
“It’s not like I can control it.” I groaned, trying to dodge his attack, and said, “Plus it’s Brad’s session, he’d seen a lot more than this. I bet he’ll like it even more.”
And I was right. The constant grin in Brad’s face said it all. Working out sessions with Brad was always a breeze, it felt more like working out with a buddy, than doing a job. And ever since that time we fooled around, I felt closer to him.
“Let’s take a break.” I said, after finishing the run on the treadmill. “We’ll finish off with squats.”
“Squats huh…are you going to grind me with that big ‘ol dick of yours like last time?” Brad smirked, as he stared at my very visible erection.
“Shut up…” I blushed, I reached down trying to adjust my boner, but it was no use. “I’m not doing any of that again.” I said, and hesitated for a moment, “I’m kinda seeing Adam…well, not official, we are taking it slow, but I’m gonna disappoint you if you’re hoping to have some fun with me.”
“Aww…that’s cute. Well, I can still look at it, you can’t stop me.” Brad grinned.
I rolled my eyes, but didn’t cover my erection. It was flattering to have Brad admiring my hard cock.
“Ok, I have to ask. Are you the bottom? Adam was straight, right? You look more like the bottom, look at that ass!” Brad smirked, he slapped my ass and asked.
“Fuck you.” I chuckled, but Brad got me thinking. I’ve never had sex with a man before, top or bottom. How do I know what I prefer? I’ve watched enough porn to know the basics, but I can’t just trust porn, right? Being a top is probably similar to fucking a girl, so I got that going, but being a bottom…does that hurt? What if Adam and I both hated it, what does that mean then, it’s over for us?
“Hey, can I ask you a question?” I asked.
“Go on…”
“Does it hurt the first time you…you know…getting fucked in the ass?” I asked sheepishly.
“So you are the bottom!” Brad squinted his eyes, “or not…if you don’t know the answer…”
“No! Well, I don’t know… we haven’t had sex yet, I told you we are taking it slow.”
“Now I know why you’re walking around with a boner, you need to get laid.” Brad laughed, “If you must know, it did hurt a little the first time I did it, but it was with my boyfriend at the time. I was 17 years old, he was 19, and we were in love. And it was worth it with all the pain, and the pleasure that came after, especially when you are with the person you trust.”
“What if I don’t like it? What if we both hate it?” I started spiraling a little, when I heard there’s pain involved, “I really want us to work, but what if…”
“Stop worrying! You haven’t even tried it yet. You could end up loving it, or Adam would enjoy it…” Brad tried comforting me, “How about this, you come over tomorrow night, I can teach you a few things.”
“What? I can’t…”
“You don’t have to do anything, you can just listen and watch.”
Brad’s idea calmed me down, who’s better to learn from than Brad? He was experienced, and married with his husband for years. “Alright…I can ask my neighbor to watch Peter.”
Brad smiled, “Great. See you at 7? We can cook you dinner. ”
“We?”
“My husband will be home as well, it’s gonna be fun.” Brad grinned, and as we finished our conversation, we went back to working out.
Adam
I rushed to the locker room, throwing my bag on the bench, before taking out my police uniform out of my locker.
“Where the hell have you been?” I was startled by the voice yelling from behind me, luckily, it wasn’t Captain Hogan, it was Mike, or else I’d be in big trouble.
“I kept calling you and you didn’t answer!” Mike confronted me, “Captain was looking for you…”
“Shit!” I scouted.
“And I covered for you, and said you were checking your equipment.” Mike said, “You better hurry, you are 15 minutes late already. Where were you anyway? You are never late.”
“Thanks, I…I got carried away.” I said, trying to dodge the question.
“Carried away…with what?” Mike asked, curiously.
Sucking dick…How am I supposed to answer that? I was late because I enjoyed sucking dick so much that I forgot the time? I sure as hell ain’t coming out, I’m not taking all the teasing and bullying, and I don’t even know if I’m gay or not. Yeah I liked it when Josh’s cock was in my mouth, but I was helping him out, returning the favor, it was more about him, not me…maybe I liked it a lot, a bit too much than I expected, but does that make me gay? I don’t even know if I want to have sex with Josh or not, gay sex feels… daunting, I’m clueless when it comes to gay sex…how can I be gay, or bisexual, when I’m not having sex with men…
“Fuck…I’m so late…thanks again for covering for me.” I started taking my clothes off, avoiding the question once again.
I stripped down to my underwear, my white briefs as always, when I realized I was still having an erection. It never went down all the way here, and it was sticking out from the side of my briefs, exposing my pink cock head. I quickly shoved it back inside my briefs, still painfully obvious, but at least it was covered. Turning my head, I was hoping Mike didn’t notice, but him staring at my crotch was a clear indicator that he saw everything.
I blushed, as I changed into my uniform. Now noticing Mike’s gaze, My body was heating up, not from embarrassment, but from excitement. Mike was a cute kid, and to have a young attractive man like Mike admiring me was boosting my ego. My dick twitched as Mike kept staring, and I let him watch. I could see Mike’s own cock was growing under the uniform, there was nowhere to hide under those tight pants. It didn’t take long for me to change, and with a bone tucked under, I left the locker room, and left for the Captain's office.
“Where the fuck is Mike?” I thought to myself. I just finished talking to Captain Hogan, to make it short, the Captain wanted to partner me up with Mike, at least for the next few months. He heard about all the teasing, and decided I should be around to support him, and I agreed. It was hard to see Mike constantly get harassed, by people like Chase, for being gay, and it’s not that Mike couldn’t defend himself, it just helped that I could be around to support him, if he needed me.
I looked all over the station, but Mike was nowhere to be found. I searched everywhere, the locker room, storage room, even the evidence locker, but I couldn’t find him. I was considering calling Mike, when I walked past the interrogation rooms, and decided to take one last look. I entered the observation room, and as expected, no one was there, but as I turned around to leave, something caught my eyes. Through the one-sided mirror, linked to the interrogation room, someone was there. I stood frozen in horror, I couldn’t believe my eyes, Chase was sitting on the table, his pants were on the floor, spreading his legs wide. And in between his thighs, was Mike. Chase was grabbing his head, forcing him against his hard cock.
“Suck my fat cock, you slut.” Chase’s words rang in my ears, as I stood still, not sure how to react.
