Beyond The Blue

This is my newest story that I had been working on and I know I said I would be back in a couple of days but wanted to get everybody's thoughts on the story and the characters and even some advice in the comments about. There are some pretty heavy chapters coming up so I just want to let everybody know. Also my posting schedule has slightly changed to be Monday & Thursday going forward

The Rookie Day

4:50 am: I slowly wake up, stomach-churning as I lay there nervous as hell about my first day becoming the ninth member of my family to become a police officer across four generations that include my grandfather, Uncle, Dad & my older brother Darcy.

My alarm isn’t going to go off for another ten minutes but I get up anyway and head out of bed and go and make myself a cup of coffee before sitting out the front. All I have ever done is ever wanted to be a cop like my grandad and Dad who both rose to be high-ranking officers with different success rates.

Sitting there drinking my coffee out the front, I have a look outside at everything that is happening which is pretty quiet given that I live on one of the main roads leading into the city in a townhouse I bought a few months ago. I head inside and check my phone and see that I have one message from my brother Darcy that came in a few hours ago.

2:33 am: “Hey little bro, I’ll be asleep when you start work today but I’m super proud of you getting this far and so get out and catch some bad guys Probationary Constable Hannan”

I smile at my bro's text because even though there are four years age difference, he has always been one of my best friends and we’ve always been inseparable. I check the time and see that it is 5:10 am so I head back inside and head back upstairs for a shower. Running the water over my body, my years working as a personal trainer are showing with my ripped body and big chest with its light covering of hair over it.

Getting dressed, I just put an old pair of shorts on and the same T-shirt that I wore to bed while I make breakfast. The 5 am alarm is no different to normal when I used to have to be up to make sure everything was ready to go at the gym but now it feels different today.

After finishing off breakfast, I head back upstairs and change into the clothes that I’ll wear to work and drive in getting there nice and early to be safe in case anything happens. I head into the locker room and change into my uniform for the first time, I stand there quite proud as I walk through the police station looking for the inspector’s office to get my first briefing.

The Junction Police Centre is an absolute maze of a place with building work essentially gutting the existing building and rebuilding the police station inside out and extending it to meet modern safety requirements. Walking through I try to find the Inspectors office but I get lost because corridors are blocked off and signs pointing to different departments aren’t right anymore. I walk past a middle-aged officer “Morning, I’m new here and I’m looking for the inspector’s office” I say casually as he just groans at me.

“I know who you are and we’ve lost a good copper because of your father,” he says to me as he barges past me with me having no idea what he is talking about. “Look mate, I just want to know where I can find the inspectors office?” I ask as politely as I can do because one of my downfalls is I don’t have the longest of fuses temper wise.

“Level 2, take the stairs over there,” he says as I turn around and head to follow behind him trying to keep my distance of things from him and hope that our paths don’t cross again today which sadly is not going to be the case.

Already I know things are going to be tough around here trying to convince some of the older officers because my Dad is a part of the Police Integrity Unit which investigates all complaints, criminal allegations and illegal behaviour which doesn’t win you any friends in the force. I walk upstairs and knock on the door of the Inspector’s office, nervous as all hell which is weird for me because I don’t really find myself getting too nervous that often.

“Come in,” the voice says with enthusiasm as the Inspector welcomes me into her office “You must be Trent Hannan,” she says welcoming me in. The inspector is nothing like I expected, when it said that I had to meet Inspector Reynolds, I was expecting a grumpy old man, not a middle-aged woman who keeps a pack of Cigarettes in her desk drawer and sitting by her keyboard.

I sit down across from her “Sorry I was late, I got lost trying to find your office, the signs downstairs point in every direction possible and there are corridors that just end and it was so confusing” I say almost trying to plead my case as if I was in front of my father and a disciplinary board.

“Don’t worry about it Trent, the acting Commander gets lost every time he tries to find his new office” she says laughing trying to make me feel comfortable. “I’m Inspector Reynolds but everybody just calls me Angela or Ange,” she says which is nice to develop that rapport.

She gets out some paperwork “Normally, the first day is about paperwork but I know you were in here on Friday to fill all that out at the request of the Superintendent so I’ve just got to issue you with your gear and then finalise your ID badge” she gives me my belt and gear which I sign off on and finally she gives me my ID card and Badge.

“Congratulations Probationary Constable Hannan, welcome to The Junction Police team,” she says shaking my hand as she leads me downstairs to the morning briefing which is this morning being led by Sergeant Keith Walker.

I walk into the briefing as the sergeant already wants to take a crack at me “Not a good impression being late on day one Hannan” he says as Inspector Reynolds follows behind “That was my fault, Keith, I was running behind schedule and delayed Trent”.

He just nods as she leaves the room and heads back upstairs, I look around at everybody and it looks like a big mix of young and middle-aged officers “Joe, you’ll be partnered up with Trent for his first day, it’s just street patrol get him used to the areas”.

I quickly realise that Joe is the same guy who had a go at me this morning about the work that my father does and it’s obvious for his disdain for me already despite having barely met. I get a few welcomes, some more warm than others but I wasn’t necessarily expecting it to be easy for the first few weeks or months.

Waiting outside the door, Joe tells me that he will catch me up as he talks to Keith as I stand close enough to hear “How can you put me with that cockroach, you know what happened to Mike because of PIU, they ruined a career of a good cop all because some low life scum said that Mike gave him a couple on the chin when he wouldn’t shut up and deserved it” I can hear the conversation as plain as day.

“Look Joe, you know how much everyone here is angry about how Mike was treated by PIU but that doesn’t stop you from doing your job, you’re a good cop and get the job done and all the pushers know who you are… just watch your step around the cockroach” I hear Keith say as I walk away making sure that he doesn’t think that I was listening.

The morning is an absolute drag as Joe doesn’t say two words to me all morning as we just drive around as he is supposed to be showing me the points to watch at but nothing is going on as all he wants to do is just sit in silence.

“How long have you been working around here for Joe?” as I try to break the mood with a couple of questions before Joe snaps at me. “Do you have a fucking off switch or something?” he snaps at me as I’m taken aback by how much he hates me right now even though we’ve only just met.

I sit there as my short-fuse is almost at breaking point as the first call over the radio comes in

9:46 am “All units, reports of a disturbance on Markdale Way any units available” 

I grab my radio “That’s only a couple of blocks back that way, we can deal with it” I say as Joe looks at me and points at me. “Don’t you fucking dare call us on that” he says to me as I ignore him anyway and already call it back”.

9:47 am “JN 476 show us dealing” 

My message goes back and the dispatcher acknowledges our response to the case as Joe looks across at me “Do you have a hearing problem or something? I said that you weren’t to respond to that call” he says almost as if he was on his own little mission or something.

Joe turns the car around and drives back to Markdale Way where two women are fighting on their front lawns.

“Morning ladies, I’m probationary constable Trent Hannan, what is the issue today?” I ask as Joe strolls his way over as I look over my shoulder to see where he is. Joe wanders over and sees the two women “Is this over that damn cat again?” he says as he clearly knows the two people involved.

“Yeah, and she fucking has my cat inside her house,” the first woman says as she tries to barge past the other one to get into the house. “Look, calm down madam and come over here and talk to me about the issue”.

I talk through the situation with the lady calmly as Joe talks to the other woman although I don’t know what he’s saying, it’s probably not helping what’s going on. Getting the story, it seems like the Cat is just another part of a long-running feud between two neighbours that used to share the same boyfriend at the same time.

“Look, how about I wander through the house and see if the cat is visible, if I don’t see him then we can put the rest of the issue to bed then?” I say calmly trying to make a difference in calming the situation down. Walking through the house there is no sign of the cat ever being there and I wander out “Look Ms Jackson, there is no sign of the cat inside the house and there’s not much we can do”.

Not long afterwards, the cat comes strolling out of a nearby drain and the situation is defused at least for now as I finish the situation off whilst Joe sits in the car. Wandering to the car, Joe looks at me “Proud of yourself, Supercop?” he says looking at me as we drive off “In all that time you were wandering around helping those two, I could’ve been out there arresting scumbags who are pushing drugs to kids that I know are working around here” he says as I just shake my head.

“So, what, you just want to drive around the place ignoring radio calls because you want that one glorified job that makes you look like a tough guy rather than doing your job?” I say as my fuse is now almost totally burnt out as I mutter under my breath “No wonder you’re still only a Constable” as he hears me and pulls the car over.

“What did you fucking well say to me? I’ve flushed turds down the toilet that will know more about being a hard-working cop than you ever will… you just sit there and shut up and not try to be the hero because cockroaches like you should be squished” he says to me as he starts the car up again as I just look at him.

I don’t bother saying anything as we just drive around as Joe glares at me every time a radio call comes in and I go to answer them. “So, what do you want to ignore someone that could be in danger?” I say as he just rolls his eyes and glares at me strongly that if looks could kill, I’d be dead 24 times over.

“These calls aren’t anybody in danger, they’re piddly little shopkeepers “Ooh some person stole 4 pens from the front of my counter,” he says in a mocking and highly racist Asian accent or “A person is lurking around my shop, I think they want to rob me” now mocking an Indian accent.

Overcome with disbelief, I absolutely cannot believe what I am hearing right now and I want to yell but I take a deep breath “Pull over up at the park, I need to chuck a piss” I say as Joe reluctantly agrees to do it and I head into the bathroom, not that I need to but just to take a few minutes to compose myself.

“Come on Trent, you can handle this prick, it’s your first day and things will get so much easier” I stand there and check my phone for the first time since putting it on silent and see a heap of messages coming through.

7:25 am ‘Good luck today son, get out there and do the uniform, your family and yourself proud” – Dad

7:40 am “Go get ‘em Trenty” – Text message from my best mate Kyle

7:43 am “I’m so proud of you today, Trent, get out there and make everybody proud” – Mum

8:11 am “Don’t get yourself hurt today bro, I still need you at the gym” – My mate Joel who I co-own the gym franchise with

I have to put away my phone and get back out there as much as I don’t want to, walking out I see Joe standing under a tree talking to someone as he quickly ends the conversation and walks off in a different direction to the guy he was talking to. “What was that all about?” I ask suspicious about it and I can sense that he wants to have a go at me but quickly changes tact “Nothing, just a kid who should be at school that wasn’t” he says which doesn’t match the heated level of the conversation but I don’t push it.

The next few hours are interesting, to say the least, we just do some patrolling around doing car checks and pulling over a few speeding drivers. Joe doesn’t really want to talk to me but does start responding to some of my questions even being a touch friendly.

Heading back to the station for a while because Angela wants to check in with me about how my day is going, I grab a bottle of water from the staff fridge after meeting with her, telling her things are ok rather than setting where I overhear Joe “And that little shit I’m with, fuck me he thinks that once he’s got a uniform he’s superman because you know what he responded to… a fucking lost cat” he says all mimicking me and saying some pretty nasty shit about me that just listen to from behind the wall.

The last four hours of the shift are pretty odd dynamic, I don’t really want to talk to Joe about anything because if I did, I would happily put two or three on his chin and I know where to hit him not to get up having had plenty of boxing training. We don’t respond to any calls again which pisses me off big time because why are we even bothering to do anything except for when Joe regularly needs to stop to do something.

After talking through the day with Angela and just telling her that it was an interesting experience out there generally, I head back to the locker room where another young guy is in there getting changed.

“Hey mate, we didn’t get a chance to chat before I’m Connor Jones,” he says shaking my hand which is a nice change of routine from what I have copped today. “Guessing you haven’t exactly been welcomed here today,” he says as I have a look at his amazing body as he puts on his black T-Shirt and keeps his police pants on.

“Yeah, it’s been an experience and a half out there today, no real callouts actually that’s a lie, no callouts that I was allowed to respond to because there were better things to be doing and just constant put-downs” I change out of my clothes, just standing there for a minute in a pair of grey Calvin Klein boxers.

“Honestly between you and me?” Connor says to me as I get dressed “What happened to Mike was absolutely coming and well deserved” he says as Connor’s tune is completely different to what I expected but refreshing. “He was no better than the scum that we are trying to lock up every day, he was a racist and a homophobe,” Connor says to me as I nod my head.

I finish getting dressed “Do you want to grab a beer or anything mate?” he asks me as he heads for the door and I nod because it would be nice to get to know somebody that actually wants to be friends with me. “The Empire Hotel alright? I know it’s a bit of a drive from here but nobody else goes there from here and it’s just down the road from my apartment.

Smiling I look at Connor “It’s actually perfect man because it’s literally across the road from my place” I say as we both realise that we live close by each other which will make things good. Getting in my car, I drive home and park behind my townhouse because it’s complicated, the parking is behind the house despite the front door being on the main road.

I quickly ring Dad to let him know how my day was

5:24 pm Dad: “Hi Trent, how was your first day?” he asks me as I let out just a meh, “Oh really like that?” he says with a disappointed tone in his voice which is pretty obvious. “How come it was so bad?”

Me: “Well I got put with Joe Granzelli,” Dad groans down the line knowing the name.

Dad: “Fuck that piece of shit, wish we could’ve nailed him for something,” he says quite angrily and it’s the first time he’s ever talked about any of his Police Integrity Unit work.

Me: “Yeah well, I copped it today about how Mike was a good cop and really everything he did was for the right reasons and it was an injustice that some scumbag could force a good cop out of the system”

Dad: Snorting with derision “Some good cop he was, between you and me he had 11 disciplinary write-ups all ranging from being late to offensive language to excessive force and he was suspended twice before this latest thing. Who is your inspector there now?”

Me: “It’s Ange Reynolds, she seems like a good person, pretty friendly too”

Dad: “Ange is an absolute crack-up, she used to be on the Public Transport Command with me and if there’s nobody to mess with it’s her, she’ll back you up all the way plus Ange and I were pretty good friends if you get my drift”

Me: “Wait you mean, you and Ange were together was that before or after you and Mum got divorced?” I ask probably not wanting to know the answer to this question because despite not getting the details, I always thought Dad had an affair.

Dad: “Oh get your mind out of the gutter Trent, we were partners for 5 years when I became a detective, she got promoted at the same time,” he says as I just laugh about it, realising that her and Dad’s police careers are pretty intertwined.

Dad: “Look I’ve got to go, I’ve got a date tonight with a School Teacher that I’ve been chatting with, so let me know if things end up in the mud again”.

I hang up the phone, the conversation with Dad is actually good to get some information on who I’m working with and get a better picture of the sense of things that are happening at the station and realise that there is as much dodginess inside the station as there is outside it.

I quickly look at the time and realise that I’ve probably been keeping Connor waiting for so long that I forget about getting changed and just head straight over to the pub where he is sitting at the table with a beer sitting in front of an empty chair.

“So sorry bro, I got caught up on the phone after my Dad rang me and I just lost track of time,” I say as he shakes his head. “Nah it’s totally fine man, can’t expect a probie to be everywhere on time on his first day”.

Sitting there talking to Connor is just really nice to get to know him, He’s been in the force for about 2 years and becoming a Cop was really a spur-of-the-moment decision after he lost his job as a mechanic when the boss he worked for retired and closed down the franchise.

Talking about family is a bit odd because everybody recognises my surname and Connor in particular does for the investigation work that Dad did at the station that caused so much issue with Mike being dismissed and ultimately charged for Police Misconduct.

“So what about you personally? You told me that you live across the road from here but not much else, anybody you live with? Single? Hitched?” he says laughing as I shake my head.

“Nah just live across the road on my own, I’m sorta single,” I say which intrigues Connor a bit more as he looks at me. “What do you mean sort of single? Is that like saying pre-engaged?” we both laugh as I try to explain the situation.

“Well, I just spend someone when they are in town but we talk a lot after meeting on an app so it’s not like we’re dating or anything but at the same time I wouldn’t necessarily say it’s just at friends with benefits level yet,” I say as Connor nods, not sure if he gets what I mean but then I don’t really get what I mean either because it’s absolutely complicated.

Connor orders us another beer as he looks at the TV and sees a repeat of a game from the weekend and talks about it for a bit, trying to distract me from asking him about his personal life. “Well, what about you? Are you going to tell me about your personal life?”

I sit there looking at Connor as he can’t even keep a straight face anymore, his face and smile are just electric and so cute and even though I don’t believe in love at first sight, it’s pretty hard not to be with Connor.

“Well, if you thought yours was complicated then you probably need another beer or three,” he says laughing as I get up and get us both another beer before sitting back down. “Well, are you going to tell me the story or not?” I ask impatient, kicking him under the table as we wait for some food to arrive.

“I’m gay,” he says which I had already worked out by when he got annoyed about Mike being a homophobe and the fact that he has a rainbow wristband on and his watch band is also rainbow. “I kind of guessed that by your wrist band and watch band as well,” I say smiling at him making him feel comfortable.

“I’ve also got a son who’s 8, he lives with his Mum and I don’t get to see him too often because they live on the other side of the country and well, we were never really together so it’s all complicated,” he says as I nod along realising that he must have only been 16 or 17 when his son was born. We sit there enjoying our dinner together and talking about our lives realising that we have more in common than we expected.

We leave the pub at about 8:30, part of me wants to talk to Connor some more about things but at the same time it’s only our first real meeting so I don’t want to push the envelope too far and we head back home, talking as we cross the road and he’s got to walk past my place to get to where he lives which is an apartment tower not too far from my place and I’m sure visible from space.

I wander in and look at a picture that I keep on the old fireplace which I now use as a shoe storage place as I put it down and look at it. Standing there I look at myself smiling in the picture happy with my arm around the person who was my best friend and boyfriend Harry when we went to Europe together not long before he got diagnosed with Brain cancer.

I don’t really talk to too much about Harry because it upsets me too much and I haven’t dated or felt about anyone the same way since what happened but I realise that tonight with Connor it’s the same feeling that I haven’t had for such a long time. Walking up to the shower, I just let the water run for a long time, just taking some time to myself, thinking about everything as I close my eyes.

Heading to bed, I lay down naked after drying off, my mind thinking about the time with Harry and now thinking about Connor. Closing my eyes, I think about the first time Harry and I had sex together, it was almost like it was fate bringing us together because I’d been talking to this guy on Grindr for a few days and was messaging him that night about maybe catching up because I was out.

At the same time, I was talking to Harry in the bar whilst we were both just waiting in the queue not realising that the same guy that I had been talking to on Grindr was actually Harry all along. It was when he was walking behind me that he noticed my messages and we ended up sitting alone talking.

Imagining that night, my cock is hard as I massage my shaft and ball sack with the cum building up, Harry took me back to his apartment which was about 15 minutes away walking and with all the talking that we did, we knew what each other liked and so getting into the apartment, we kept kissing each other, my hand running through his hair as we kissed hard moaning into each other’s mouths.

Stripping our clothes off, moaning loudly as we rub our hands over each other his chest is so smooth and at that point so was mine, my nipples so tender and with every rub I moan harder as Harry kisses down my body, sucking my nipples as I moan and we take our pants off and his hard 8-inch piece of uncut meat springs out as my 7 inches of cut meat.

As Harry gets naked, he surprises me because for as masculine as he looks, his body is totally smooth and he has his frenum pierced which turns me on even more because it just suits him so much. Sucking his cock, the piercing feels weird on my tongue but also amazing as I keep sucking him hard and deeply as his pre-cum lines my tongue and my throat as I swallow it all down. The moaning of him as I suck him off makes my cock harder as he continues to moan. Swapping positions, Harry pulls me up kisses me again before he pushes me over the bed and goes down swallowing my hard leaking cock.

As I lay there thinking about the first time Harry and I had sex, my hands are jerking my leaking cock, all 8 inches of it so hard just thinking about it but then as I close my eyes again, I realise that now that instead of Harry, it’s Connor that is taking his turn on my cock with his cute face and blonde hair sucking me off with his smooth body show and what I can imagine is a very big cock.

My eyes closed I continue to jerk thinking about the two most amazing guys that I have ever seen in my life. I feel push my finger down to my hole which is what Harry did the first time he was blowing me, sliding a finger into my tight hole as he would use the pre cum we were both leaking as lube to tease me and push it in.

Moaning at the feeling of the finger in my hole, I slow my jerking down because I don’t want to cum yet, I want the feeling to continue for a little while yet. After finishing sucking my cock Harry flips me around and starts to put his tongue into my hole, rimming me with the best ever action I have ever had on my ass with a mouth.

After spending so much time on my ass, Harry finishes with his tongue but without warning slides his cock right in there, expanding my hole and though it feels weird and painful, something about it just feels right as he pushes inside me deeper.

Being fucked by Harry was one of the most amazing feelings that I’ve ever felt, even though it wasn’t the first time I’d ever bottomed it was the best time I had and something about Harry was just perfect. Laying there I imagine how good it felt the first time he blew inside me until I feel myself blowing my load all over my chest and face.

(I'd love your feedback on whether, anybody finds the reminiscing about sex with Harry would be considered creepy or weird; Thanks)