307 River Road

Part 2

“Deputy Vern has returned!”

He was on his mower in the small front yard when Deputy Vern Howell showed his face and body, again. He had made a few rounds in the yard on his red Snapper riding-mower, circling about, when he came out of a turn and saw the deputy sheriff’s patrol car pulling into his yard onto some not mowed grass. He immediately parked and silenced the mower and waited for the deputy to approach him. It is only a matter of minutes before he is standing before him.

“Deputy Vern has returned!” Mike shouts as the Deputy gets out of his car. “It is good to see you again, son. Real good to see that freckly smiling face.”

Deputy Howell lets a wide Cheshire grin overtake his lightly scruffily bearded face.

“Hello, Mr. Howard. How are you today?” the deputy says as he stands before him with his wide toothed grin filling his face.

“Call me, Mike. Vern. I have already told ya that. I think we are way past such formalities. Remember, I have tasted your seed. And it was so fucking delicious. Have you returned today to give me some more of it.”

Vern makes a slyly styled wink with his eyes.

As the pair talks, the passenger side door of the patrol car suddenly opens. And a younger dark-haired deputy joins the pair. Mike brings his hand to his lips. Acting embarrassed but he is not far from it.

“Mike, this is my deputy training officer Brett Fox.”

A younger cop joins the already talking pair. Mike still sits on the mower while the two light brown uniformed deputies stand before him. Towering over him. But he likes what he sees. A lot.

Mike lets his hand go to his crotch. He fondles himself at the sight of the new younger man. The deputy is quite the looker. Muscled under his tight brown shirt. And sporting a pronounced bulge under his belt. And pistol.

“Call me Brett, sir. Please.”

The deepness of the deputy’s voice makes Mike’s cock harden more on the very first syllable. His hand automatically stays near the bulge of the flimsy shorts he is wearing. He manages to fondle his cock as he looks on at the pair. But then he pulls it away. He can feel the tip of his cock peeking out the cut-off leg of the short flimsy shorts. They are the shortest of shorts that he owns. They are cut-off pair of nighttime pajama pants they are loose and very revealing when he wants them to be.

“Nice to meet ya, son.” Mike says. “Really nice to meet ya.”

“Uh, Mike.” Deputy Vern mumbles to the seated homeowner as Mike’s fleshy cock-snake eases more of its cockhead out of the short shorts.

“Oh! Oh!” Mike vocalizes. He knew what the deputy was making a point about. “You guys know how it is. A man’s cock will do whatever the fuck it wants. When it wants. Doncha Brett? I suspect.”

But Mike does nothing to remedy his peeking fleshy snake as it continues snaking way out of his cut-offs.

Vern nods but attempts to conceal his agreement from his trainee. But he remembers the taste of the man’s juice. And that makes his cock throb inside within his pants. And the pulses of testosterone feel good as it goes throughout his body.

Brett hesitates before he responds. “Yes, sir. Yes, sir. I do. I understand, completely.” He says as his hand goes to the rising bulge in his light brown work pants of his uniform.

Mike sees it, the rise in the younger deputy’s pants. It makes his cock throb even harder. And harder.

More of his hardening cockhead peeks out of his cut-offs. And the curls of hairy pubes are joining the scene for all to see.

“Oh!” He says as he begins to massage the engorged and swollen red cockhead clearly in view of the two masculine deputies.

The longer the two deputies talk to him, the more his cock snakes out of the leg of his Daisy Duke style cut-off camo pajama pants. It is why he cut off these useless pair of P-Jay’s. Since he sleeps naked. The tip of his 9-inch cock is clearly visible for the deputies to see. And fuck does it feel good, Mike contemplates. And he does like to tempt and tease those who want to be tempted and teased.

Brett, the trainee deputy, does not hide his interest in the older man. The younger man kept his hand on the swelling of his cock inside his pants. His hand is constantly adjusting his erection that he cannot hide.

While Vern kept licking his lips and fondling his persistent and very noticeable hard-on in his uniform pants.

“You two, alright?” Mike could not help but smile to himself at the aroused state at which he has brought these two younger men. He could be quite devious when he put his mind too it. And sometimes opportunities arose, and he would take full advantage of that situation. He had done so the night Deputy Vern showed up with his pistol pointed at him.

He has continued to massage his cockhead while the juices continue to leak while he continues smearing his abundance of expelled cream across and over his cockhead.

“Y’all two fellas want to go out into the backyard. There would be some privacy there that I am sure we could all put that place to good use. There is a pool, too. If you are interested.”

“A pool?” Deputy Brett says excitably with a hint of slyness in his deep masculine voice.

“Lead the way, Mike.” Deputy Vern says. “C’mon Brett, let’s show this good American citizen how we care for those we are sworn to serve and protect.”

Brett grins. This is one of the fringe benefits of the job that no one dares to talk about in public. He learned from his uncle about this wonderful perk. Uncle Jake also lives on this road at 703 River Road, he and Vern had passed it and the road going back to his house near the old white clapboard church. But Vern said he wanted Brett to meet this man, Mike. He was glad he did. That they did.

A trail of orange-brown dust is kicked up on the road behind the trio as a solitary red truck passes behind them on the way to the crossroads down the way from 307 River Road.

Brett turns and looks toward the red pick-up as it speeds by.

“You are lucky, as fuck, this time, buddy. Slow down. Slow the fuck down on this road.” Brett says under his breath as he follows Vern and Mike into the secluded backyard commenting about the speeding truck on the dirt road as it hurriedly passes by them.

Once the trio are out of sight of the road, Mike stops and grabs either side of his barely there shorts and skims them down his bare muscled legs. His shapely and hairy ass is in full view of the younger deputy’s.

Vern could see the hairiness that runs deep into the crack of the man’s exposed ass. Vern reaches out and grabs at the curve of the older man’s ass. Mike does not stop the younger man. Vern’s cock reacts and unloads a little of his pent-up sperm into the pouch of his black bikini brief underwear inside his pants. His right hand goes to his crotch squeezing it and milking more of his salty-sweet sperm from his cock into the white spotted cum already on them after releasing the grip he had on Mike’s exposed ass.

“Nice.” Brett says at the shapely ass of the homeowner. “Vern said you were…are…quite the character.”

“He has a nice hairy ass, doesn’t he, Brett?” Vern says.

“Yes, he does. As hairy as yours, Vern.” Brett says. “Oh, the fuck, yes, hairier than yours. I like it. I like it, a lot.”

“Boy, I am far more than that. I’ll show you what this ‘character’ can do. You can use a finger and probe my hole if you like.” Mike says as he turns and faces the deputy pair. His hard-on pointing out from his groin in all its 9-inch magnificence. “This cock can do much damage to a tight little hole like yours, Brett. I would delight in showing you what this hairy daddy can do to you.”

“I am sure it can.” Brett says as he squeezes his apparent hard-on in light brown deputy slacks. “So can this one.”

Both men are attempting a play at the alpha male dominance. One older. One younger. One with much more experience. And one with much bravado. Experience always wins out. Always.

“Let me see what you got boy?” Mike says. “Show me. Be the man, I am sure that you are. Can be?”

“Who me?” Brett asks.

“Yeah, you, boy. Show me. Show me that baton in that pair of pants of yours.”

“Show’em. Show him what you are packin’ in those pants, Brett.” Vern tells his trainee.

Brett undoes the belt of his pants. And lets it hang dangly loose in the belt loops. And then he unsnaps the pants. And unzip the zipper. As the zipper goes down on the treads of the zipper the hairs of his pubes became visible. And then Moreso. And then the full nest of fur inside his pants.

“No briefs?” Mike asks.

“Never. I like my cock and balls to hang free. Even in my work pants.” Brett answers. “And I like the rubbing of my cock onto my pants. It keeps me amped up. Primed. And ready to go at any available opportunity, should it present itself.”

“Like now?” Mike interjects. “Like now?”

“Especially, like now.” Brett says. Brett looks to his slightly older trainer, Vern, and what he expects him to say.

“It is quite a sight to behold when he gets aroused, Mike. That cock of his looks stupendous. Monumental.” Vern adds. “He has such a beautiful cock.”

Vern licks his lips. He has experienced the younger deputy’s manhood.

Brett reaches into the opening of his light brown slacks and fishes about for his cock inside. Amidst the dense brunette fur wrapped around his tool, he brings it out. And it is as it has been boasted about. Awe inspiring.

“Fuck! Fuck! That’s a beautiful uncut piece of meat, you got there, boy!” Mike says with a lot of admiration in his voice. “Vern was right. It is a beautiful uncut piece.”

“I am not anyone’s boy!” Brett interjects.

“I meant no disrespect, son…” Mike says. “I have the utmost respect for the law, especially when the officers of the law look like you, two. And when has a piece of uncut meat.”

“Come over here and put those soft daddy lips on it. Put them on my cock, Sir.” Brett orders.

Mike walks the few steps to the young trainee deputy. Stoops. And takes the head of the hard cock into his mouth. His tongue whirls around it and massages the loose skin of the uncut goodness of the man.

“That’s how I like it, daddy. Yeah! Yeah!” Brett sighs in a building ecstasy.

Not to be left out, Vern unzips and brings his cock out into the full daylight. Not going unnoticed, Mike takes his mouth off the young trainee’s cock.

“I do love ginger cock.” Mike says. “A lot. But you already know that, Vern. Doncha?”

“I know. I know. You said that the last time I was here. It is why I’ve returned.” Deputy Vern Howell says. “For the follow-up and I even brought you a present.”

The present being Deputy Trainee Brett Fox. No bow needed.

Mike locks his mouth onto the gracious hard member before him, while Brett begins to stroke his hard-on beside the engaged pair. He edges closer to the pair. He wants Mike’s lips back on his tool. The man can suck cock better than any woman. Or any man that given him a blowjob before. Mike let’s all his attention go to Vern. The boy, Brett, is a tad bit full of himself, he’ll gladly suck on Vern’s cock to let that boy knows that he is the boss. It is his home. As he is the king of that castle. His castle.

Brett pulls down his brown pants, which cover his deputy issued shoes in a bunched-up way.

He walks up behind Mike causing him to rise from his kneeling position. Mike loosens his lips from about Vern’s swollen cock and speaks.

“Boy, don’t be gentle with my hole. I can take cocks like yours, easily. I have taken many. Many more than you’d ever believe. Be rough with me.” Mike orders. “Real rough.”

“I do not intent to be gentle, Sir.” Brett says. “I like to be rough. I like to fuck, real rough.”

“Me, too.” Mike adds. “Me, too. Now plug my hole with that beautiful uncut cock.”

“And that he does. He fucked my wife till she was screaming the roof off. It was quite the sight.” Vern explains.

“And what about you?” Mike interjects. “Did he fuck you, too?”

“He had me screaming like a banshee. His cock felt good. Really good.”

Mike smiles. He figured Vern swung both ways. He was more than willing to suck his cock that night several weeks ago. And he swallowed all of him. The boy is not straight. He likes cock, too.

Brett rubs the round curve of Mike’s firm ass.

“This ass is nice. And round.” Brett says as he continues to follow the roundness of Mike’s firm ass before coming to his hairy crack. And he rubs his fingers there before he lets a single digit edge its way inside and massage Mike, a bit.

“I still workout. There is not a bit of flap on this man’s body.” Mike boasts.

“I can see that. You are in damn fine shape for…” Brett says realizing he was going to say for ‘an old man.’ But he stops himself. But Mike interrupts him, too.

“I am not old, boy. I am only forty-eight. My cock gets just as hard as yours and my seed is just as potent as yours, boy. Doncha ever have a doubt about that. Or forget it. I am older than you, yes, but I ain’t dead and dried up, it’s best you remember that. My advice.” Mike says with a fierceness in his voice. The boy has much to learn ‘bout being a man. And he intents to add to that instruction, after he has finished with him. Take the boy down a peg or two.

“Yes, sir!” Brett pipes. “Yes, sir!”

“I’ll have you saying, Sir, soon enough, boy. And it will be said submissively.” Mike thinks to himself as he feels Brett’s finger probe inside of him deeper. The boy needs to stop and poke him with his cock, enough playing already. “I want you to eat my ass. Rim me. Get my hole all wet before you plunge that hefty cock of yours inside me.”

“What?” Brett says. “What?”

“Eat my ass out. Get that hot tongue of yours up deep inside my hole and lube me up. You’ve ate pussy, I am sure. Eat my ass in that same way. Jab that tongue of yours into my deep hole. NOW. Do it! Do it!”

Mike likes to be in charge, despite the boy trainee deputy thinking he is the one in control. He is not. And Mike knows it. As does Vern.

Mike squats and begins licking Mike’s ass.

“Don’t lick my ass, boy! Jab that long wet tongue deep into my hole and lap me up! C’mon, boy. Show me how a man can eat another man’s ass.” Mike orders.

Mike feels Brett finally doing what he is told. The warmth from Brett’s tongue goes snaking its way into his ass.

“That’s it! That’s it, boy! That’s it! Use that tongue of yours like you know how to use your cock. Jab it! Jab it! Jab it in!” Mike says. “That’s it! That’s it!”

The boy is getting better. And better but he needs to be taught how to rim a man’s hole properly, like he means it.

Mike resumes his swallowing of Vern’s red furry cock. The deputy tastes sweet. Brett better quit with his wasting of time and fuck him before he forcefully turns the deputy trainee around and fucks his ass.

Vern sighs and moans.

“Man, do you know how to give a man, head.” Vern proclaims. “You are one fine fucking cocksucker.”

Mike’s tongue is swirling around the length of Vern’s cock, coaxing it to be harder and harder. His tongue tickles the underside of Vern’s swollen cockhead helmet. This sends shivers throughout Vern’s body. He shakes in place.

Brett is still doing his best to rim Mike’s ass like Mike wants him too. But this is his first attempt. He keeps sputtering as the hairs from Mike’s ass keeps getting caught in his teeth.

Mike lets out a slight giggle. He knows Brett is having trouble. The boy has never had so much fine butt hairs up inside his mouth. It is not quite like eating a woman’s pussy. To Mike it is far better but the boy has not been taught how to properly go down on a man’s ass. He’ll remedy that, soon enough.

Mike takes a breather on Vern’s cock to tell Brett to fuck him.

“I want that cock of yours in my ass, boy!” Mike demands. “Give me that righteous uncut piece of man-meat, boy, inside of me!”

Brett stands. His cock is a like a dagger cutting through the warm summer air. It is inches. Lots of them. Aching him. And the throbbing and pulsating ringing in his ears and throughout his young, muscled body. Drips of his young man-juice is leaking from his piss-slit and hitting the pavers around the pool.

“Don’t waste that cream, boy, shove that hard cock into my hole. Show me whatcha got.” Mike demands. “Show me!”

Brett does not hesitate but roughly plows his cock into Mike’s hole.

Mike barrels out a loud groan as Brett’s cock makes its powerful entry into Mike’s welcoming and often, well-used ass.

“That’s it, boy! Give it to me!”

Mike sighs. And moans. While his mouth is once again locked on Vern’s hard cock in his mouth. As the sweat pours from the younger deputy’s pores.

Brett pounds and pounds. As the sweat streams off him like a creek overflowing its banks, as he exerts all his youthful vigor into ramming the man’s ass with his cock. Occasionally, he can feel Mike squeeze his ass muscles tight and tighter around his fleshy tool. This sends shivers throughout him. It is on one of these tight grasps that Brett unloads his nuts into the man. Mike knew it would be the clincher that would send the boy over the edge.

“OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK!” Brett bellows as he sinks his cock deep into Mike’s squeezed tight hole.

“Give it to me, boy! Give me all the young man seed!” Mike disengages from Vern’s cock long enough to demand the seed as he keeps milking the deputy of his seed.

They are both a sweaty mess as the boy’s seed jets into Mike’s hole.

“Oh yeah, boy. I can feel it.” Mike says. “And it feels so fucking good!”

Brett collapses onto the back of Mike. But he eventually rises and dislodges his cock from Mike’s clinched hole. And pulls out.

“Oh fuck!” Brett says as his cock is removed from the tight ass of Mike.

“Now turn around!” Mike orders.

“What?” Brett says with alarm in his voice.

“Yeah. Turn around. Give me that tight little muscle ass of yours.” Mike demands. “You fucked me. And seeded me. Now, it is my turn.”

Brett is slow to act. Hesitant.

“I can move you, boy.” Mike says. “I like a man’s cock in my hole. And I like to put my cock into a man’s hole, too. It is your turn now. I can make you if you do not give it to me, willingly.”

Mike’s words are strong. And his cock has taken on an even darker redder hue. Swelled. Engorged. It is one of the hardest cock’s Brett has ever seen. Mike seems to mean it and his cock is club-like in its eternal state of hardness. This is adrenaline and testosterone fueling him. He is powerful now. And he knows it.

Brett turns. His ass crack is as hairy as Mike’s.

“That is a nice ass.” Mike says. “Good boy. Good boy.”

Vern giggles. Vern did not expect Brett to comply. But he is glad he did. He would have helped Mike…since the boy needs to be taught to mind his elders.

“Don’t laugh, Vern. You are going to get a whack at this boy’s ass, too. He seeded yours. And you are gonna seed his too. Fairness and all.”

A shiver shoots through the stooped over deputy trainee as he awaits the first of the two cocks to enter his very tight ass. It is the first time he has been fucked. He is sure Vern would have helped Mike hold him down if he had hesitated in doing what Mike ordered. Vern wanted to fuck him that night he fucked Vern’s wife, Allison. Now, Vern would get two.

Mike squats and soaks in the sweaty scent of Brett’s hair-filled ass. He grabs either cheek of the muscled boy’s ass. Spreading them and opening it for his tongue, reading it, as he dives into the hairy crack of the boy’s sweet ass with his piercing tongue.

“Sweaty! It is how I like an ass.” Mike says. “I am going to show you how to eat ass.”

Mike’s tongue darts into the spread cheeks of the boys.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! OH!” Brett sighs loudly as Mike’s tongue dives into his hair-lined ass. “Oh! That feels so fucking good. That’s how it’s done.”

“It shore is. I have not had mine eatin’ out in quite a while.” Vern says as he watches.

“C’mon over here and I’ll do it.” Brett says to Vern as Mike continues devouring his spread cheeked ass.

Vern stoops and presents his ass to Brett.

“Use your fingers and part my cheeks, like Mike did on yours. I want to feel your tongue dive deep within my ass.” Vern demands.

Brett does. Brett does not hesitate but shows an awareness he did not have when he attempted to devour Mike’s ass. Brett is a fast learner. He makes up for his inexperience that he demonstrated on Mike’s ass. As he dives into the ginger haired parted ass of Vern, he enjoys the tongue of Mike going deep inside his hairy hole. As he begins to delve into Vern’s ass.

The train of tongue plunging on each is filled with stifled moans reverberating over the pool patio.

Mike does not radio his next move as he stands and smears his cockhead with the heavy amount of cum-juice leaking from his throbbing hard-on. He wants to shove his cock deep into the virgin ass of Brett. He wants to break his virgin ass into submission. And he does.

“FUCK! FUCK!” Brett lets out a yelp as his ass is broken open by the swollen 9-inches of Mike’s cock. “OH FUCK! OH FUCK!”

“Relax, boy…relax…relax your ass. It is taking my cock, just fine.” Mike demands.

Brett relaxes as he accommodates Mike’s 9-inches of manmeat. Mike plunges in gently at first, letting the inside of Brett’s virgin passage get used to the ramming thick appendage expanding the depth of his once-unused hole. But Mike speeds up and adds momentum.

“How does it feel to be filled with another man’s meat, boy?” Mike asks as he pops in and out of the tight boy’s hole.

All Brett can do is loudly moan in his reply.

“That’s it, boy. TAKE IT!” Mike yells. “TAKE IT!”

Vern has stood by this time, his hole filled with the slobber from Brett’s more experienced mouth. It drips out. Onto his brown deputy pants.

“That’s one hell of a fucking pretty picture. Brett’s hole getting used by a hot-daddy man.” Vern says as he strokes his own 7-inch ginger haired cock.

“Boy, you thought you knew what a rough fuck was…is…this man, me…will show you what a rough fuck is…” Mike says as he buries his cock up to his pubes deep inside Brett’s hole. He forces his cock all the way out, his cockhead tickling the damp hairs on Brett’s ass before he rams it back into his root hilt.

Each time he does, Brett lets out a loud yelp which echoes through the trees and bounces off the flowing waters of the river that snakes on its way behind Mike’s house and outdoor pool.

“See. Feel how it is to be rough fucked!” Mike exclaims as he jackhammers the boy’s loosening hole with his steely hard 9-inches. “This is how a man with experience fucks another man!”

The wet slapping of Mike’s cock against Brett’s sweaty cheeks gets louder and louder as the forceful ramming Brett’s ass.

Mike stares at Vern’s cock as he pounds on Brett’s ass. The sight of Vern’s ginger cock makes his cock grow even harder. And harder. Mike really loves ginger cock, especially in his tight hole. But that can wait until another time.

“Vern you wanna go at this hole, while it is still tight?” Mike asks. “I want you to feel his sweetness. It is so fucking nice.”

“Oh, the fuck, yeah! I wanna jab him with my cock.” Vern exclaims as his five fingers glide up and down his stiff tool.

Brett looks up at Vern and speaks.

“Fuck me, partner. Fuck me, rough.” Brett says to his fellow deputy. “Tear my virgin hole to pieces.”

“I intent to, boy.” Vern says. “I intent to.”

Mike roughly yanks his cock from Brett’s hole. Brett sighs loudly as his hole adapts to being empty of Mike’s extremely wide and thick cock.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” Brett sighs. “Oh! Oh!”

“Boy, it will not be long before that ass is filled again. C’mon get that hard cock into this hot boy’s hole.” Mike says. “And boy when a man is fucking you. Learn to squeeze those ass muscles of yours together around his cock. It’ll feel good for you. And for him. You hear me, boy. Do you hear me? You liked it when I did it to you, boy. Didn’t you?”

“Yes, sir! Yes, sir!” Brett whimpers as Vern’s cock plunges continue. “Fuck me! Fuck me!”

Vern eases up behind the bent over boy. It has been a while since he has fucked another man. It has been too long, and he wants this moment to last. But it is something that he lavishes and wishes he did more of. Had more men been available to him to fuck. He likes pounding pussy, but he loves cock and man-ass, too, even more as Vern contemplates within himself as his cock slides into the soft moist hole of his younger deputy partner. He wanted that first sensation of this new hole to last forever as Brett’s hole would no longer be the virgin territory it once was before Mike and him had torn it to shreds with their steel-hard cocks.

“Ahhhhh, boy, do you feel so fucking good!” Vern says as he slides ever deeper into Brett’s wonderous tight hole.

“You feel so fucking good, boss-man.” Brett says as his ass opens and parts like the Red Sea for Vern’s ginger-haired cock. “Fuck me, Boss-man!”

Vern slides in up to his red-haired cock-root. His ginger pubes intermingling among the course dark hairs of Brett’s furry ass crack. It is a mixed furry beast.

“That’s pretty!” Mike pipes in as he walks up next to the engaged pair. “Fuck! Fuck! That’s one pretty sight. It is like you two men are now one. FUCK THAT ASS! FUCK THAT ASS!”

Vern begins to ram his cock at a rapid pace in and out of the boy’s ass. His actions get loud moans and groans both from him and from Brett. They have attained sexual nirvana.

Their voices carrying over the pool area and onto the river, where it is heard from a man walking naked through the river and onto the opposite bank. The man near the river eases up behind a tree and watches the trio from afar. His hand is on his cock, stroking it in rhythm to the fucking of Brett by deputy Vern. The man is dripping wet from the river. But the cool water has not diminished his throbbing hard-on.

He likes what he sees and recognizes the pair. He has seen these two before as he has run afoul of the law.

Vern continues to ram with all his might the dark hole that is Brett’s ass. The wet slap of his fucking is a joyous music unto itself to behold.

“Deputy Howell and Fox. Come in, please!”

It is the radio in the deputy’s patrol in the front yard. The quiet of the afternoon is broken by the message from county Dispatch echoing over the yard at 307 River Road.  

“Deputy Howell and Fox. Respond to this message, please!”

“Oh fuck!” Brett says, while simultaneously squeezing his ass muscles tight, and tighter, around Vern’s plummeting cock.

This causes a chain reaction in Vern. It was the extra incentive he needed to burst his load.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Vern yells as he explodes his ball-laden cum into Brett’s hole.

“Give it to him, Vern! Give that boy, your seed!” Mike says with loads of extra enthusiasm to fuel Vern’s orgasm.

Vern collapses onto Brett’s bent back.

“Was that our radio, Brett?” Vern asks between gasps for much-needed air.

“Yeah, Boss-man. It was Dispatch.”

“I guess you two must leave, now? FUCK!” Mike asks as he strokes his red bulbous cock.

“Yessir!” Both deputy’s say in unison.

Mike shoves his cock deep into Brett’s mouth, while at the same time his load burst forth inside it.  It is so much seed that it spills out from the corners of the deputy’s mouth.

“Toldya, boy! My seed is potent!” Mike says. “And tasty.”

Mike bends, grabs the slightly scruffy face of the younger man, and pushes himself into a lip-lock with the studly man. He kisses Brett with all the roughness of a frantic whore, forcing his tongue deep into the younger man’s mouth. Mike can taste the saltiness of his cum mixed with Brett’s wet saliva.

“You did good, boy! I’ll get that ass, next time.” Mike says. “Be ready for it.”

“Yessir! I want it, Sir!” Brett says.

“Y’all best get a move on. You don’t want any other deputy’s showing up catching you two in such a compromising position.” Mike says with his voice laden with giggles.

Brett can feel Vern’s cum easing out of his hole. It feels good as some of it streams down a leg.

Vern is still attempting to catch his breath. He wanted to dive into the pool after he came but that would not be possible, now. He can smell Brett’s odor all over him and up into his nostrils. The man smelt like fucking. He smells like he has been fucking.

The deputy’s hurriedly dress. Pulling up their light brown pants. While adjusting their uniforms into a more presentable fashion, as their cocks are still raging hard from the fucking. The bulge fills the little room there is for their cocks in the pants.

“See ya later, Mike.” Vern says. “Sorry ‘bout this. But you understand. Duty calls.”

Mike winks. It never fails. Interruptions when it is his turn.

“Bye, Sir!” Brett says.

The pair dart in a hurry to their patrol car as another message from Dispatch comes over the airwaves.

“Howell and Fox, please respond!” The female voice once again echoes through the air.

“Howell, here! Dispatch.”

“Where have y’all been?” The woman says.

Deputy Howell does not answer.

“Y’all are needed out on Route Four at the McGibbon farm. There has been reports of gunshots on the property.” The dispatcher relays to the pair.

The patrol car’s tires kick up dust as the pair speeds away to their call.

“That was fun!” Mike says as he dives into the pool. “I wish I could have fucked that boy, again. His ass felt so fucking good.”

“It looks like it was.” Says a man as he emerges from behind an oak tree on the river’s bank.

“I’ve been wondering when you’d show up?” Mike says.

“That was quite the spectacle.” The stranger says as he grips his hard cock in his fingers. “I liked what I saw.”

“I am sure you did.” Mike says as he swims about in the pool while he admires the man, he was waiting on to show up when the deputies unexpectedly made an appearance.