It should come as no surprise to anyone that Mr. Jackson was shot dead at school one day right after the Christmas break. He’d made so many enemies over the years there was a laundry list of likely culprits.
After the local police did some looking into it, they traced a trail leading to me. I was deposed after class by a young officer named Buck who wanted to know every intimate detail.
“I understand you knew Mr. Jackson in a carnal way.”, he asked me directly.
“You might say that, yes.”
“I did say that. Some say he called you “pussy boy”. Why’s that?”
“Mr. Jackson certainly wasn’t shy about calling me that. I guess it’s because he enjoyed fucking my ass on the daily.”
“Every day? Were you a willing participant?”
“Just about every day, yes. At first I wasn’t so willing. Mr. Jackson could be so persuasive, and eventually I was to the point where I was looking forward to it. Once that happened, he and I were good.”
“Did he ever hurt you?”
“Well, yeah, Mr. Jackson didn’t take it easy on any one of us. He did what he had to, to get what he wanted. That’s just the way he was.”
“Did you ever want to harm Mr. Jackson for revenge?”
“No officer. Mr. Jackson wasn’t the type of man who you could fool. I always did what was best for me, and that was to do whatever he asked of me. Mr. Jackson had ways of finding out if anyone ever thought about crossing him. I feared him, but I didn’t ever want to hurt him.”
I thought I saw the young officer grope his crotch a couple of times as we spoke.
“Where did you have sex with the deceased?”
“Most of the time in his office, or some called it the janitor closet. That’s where he played with all his boys.”
“Played? What do you mean by that?”
Another visible grope by this law enforcement stud.
“Well, in my case, it was where he’d bend me over and breed my ass. For the others there was lots of cocksucking, and in our principal’s case there was more degrading torture and humiliation play. Mr. Jackson really got off on that.”
“So where were you on the evening of January 10?”
“I was home. I’d been with Mr. Jackson after school that day and as usual I went home after that.”
“You might have been the last one to see him alive that day. How do I know you didn’t kill him?”
“I don’t own a gun officer. I wouldn’t even know how to use one even if I did.”
“You know what, I believe you. I think you’re too soft to have pulled the trigger and it doesn’t sound like Mr. Jackson treated you as badly as some of the others.”
“No, that’s for sure. I know he truly enjoyed my ass. He wouldn’t let anyone else near it. He said it was best he’d ever had.”
I was becoming upset thinking about Mr. Jackson being shot and started to tear up.
“I’m sure it was. I’m sorry for your loss.”
“Now what am I supposed to do officer? I was getting some good dick every single day and now it’s gone forever. Oh man, I’m really going to miss him.”
The young officer attempted to console me by taking my hand in his.
“I’m so sorry. Look, I know we haven’t buried the man just yet, but by the looks of you, I don’t think you’re gonna have much problem getting laid.”
“Excuse me?”
“Come on. You must know how hot you are. No wonder Mr. Jackson wouldn’t let anyone near you. I wouldn’t either.”
“Officer! Please! You’re making me blush. Shouldn’t you be focusing on finding the shooter?”
“Of course, but I couldn’t help get a little bit sidetracked. Say, you have any plans tonight?”
“No plans, why?”
“Well, I’m thinking it might help my investigation if I get to know you a bit more and maybe if I’m balls deep in your ass, I might see this case from a whole different angle. You want to help me find who did this. Don’t you?”
“Of course, officer!”
“Good. I ran you through the system, I know where you live. I’ll be over around 7 tonight. Before I go, let me ask you. Who do you think shot Mr. Jackson?”
“I had no idea. I’m sure there were plenty of guys out there with motive. Mr. Jackson was ruthless. I wouldn’t want to speculate.”
“I understand. Well thanks for your time. I’ll see you tonight.”
Officer Buck winked at me with his beautiful blue eyes and smiled. He was dreamy. 6’2”, wavy dark brown hair to go with those entrancing eyes, clean shaven, strong jaw, built body under that uniform. I bet he’s got a big dick, too. He definitely gave off big dick energy.
After Officer Buck left me, my students Jordan and Sean appeared.
“Did the detective talk to you, too, Mr. P?”
“Yeah, he did.”
“He questioned us, too.”, Jordan said.
“That guy thinks I did it!”, Sean said.
“What makes you say that, Sean?”, I asked.
“Said something about me being envious since Mr. Jackson took me under his wing and guess because I boss this one around so much.”
“Well, I let you boss me around”, Jordan added.
“Were you envious, Sean?”
“Sure, sometimes. Mr. Jackson was a boss. He didn’t take any shit from anyone. I want to be just like him, but no, I didn’t kill him.”
I’m not sure I believed Sean when he said it. He didn’t look at me convincingly.
“I think Mr. Young did it. I think Mr. Jackson made him crazy!”, Jordan declared.
“He did make Mr. Young do things against his will many times, didn’t he?”, I agreed.
“Has anyone seen Mr. Young today?”, Sean asked.
“I have not”, I said.
“Isn’t that interesting?”, Jordan couldn’t help but speculate.
“Let’s not jump the gun here boys. I’m sure Mr. Young isn’t the only man that might have held a grudge against Mr. Jackson. I hate to speak ill of the dead, but he wasn’t exactly a nice guy.”
“I thought he was a legend! He had guys lined up to fulfill every sexual need he had. That’s what I want!”, Sean exclaimed.
“Sean, you’re too young to know what you want. I don’t think you can ever be as ruthless as he was. Now don’t you boys have somewhere to go?”
“Not really, but we can take a hint”, Jordan said.
“What are you talking about Jordan? You know I’m gonna give you some of this big D as soon as we get out of here.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Ok, that’s enough. Bye boys.”
When they left, I remembered Officer Duke left his card on my desk. I decided to calm him and tell him about Mr. Young. I think the boys were right. Mr. Jackson made him do some awful things.
“This is Officer Buck”
“Ohhh ummm, hi Officer Buck.”
“Hey, don’t tell me you’re canceling our date tonight”, he said before I could announce myself.
“No, no, I’m not. It’s just that I remembered something. Our principal, Mr. Young. He was one of Mr. Jackson’s boys. We haven’t seen him today. Mr. Jackson wasn’t very nice to him.”
“I think his name is on my list of people to talk to. What did Mr. Jackson do to him.”
“Many times he was immobilized on a gimp suit, tied down, made to drink urine and other degrading things. Mr. Jackson made his life miserable and didn’t like Mr. Young at all. It was easy for him to be so mean.”
“That sounds rough.”
“It was meant to be. Mr. Young once tried to take Mr. Jackson down and it backfired. Me. Jackson went after him even worse after that.”
“I see. Hey, let me go chase this down and I hope to see you tonight.”
“Sounds good Officer Buck.”
I went home and prepared for my date with Officer Buck. I really wanted to help him figure out who shot Mr. Jackson.
It was a couple of days since my ass was used by Mr. Jackson, so it was pretty eager and hungry for some attention. I had some time to prepare my butt for a new playmate, and soon I wasn’t even thinking about Mr. Jackson or his death at all. Maybe that’s mean, but in the moment, I was more focused on getting my needs met.
At precisely 7pm, there was a knock on my front door. I answered it wearing a new red and red and white Box jockstrap I ordered in the mail just last week.
“Hi, Officer Buck. Come on in.”
“Thank you. That’s a cute outfit you got on.”
“Thank you. You like it?”
“Very much. Let me see your ass.”
I turned around and Buck placed his palms on each cheek and gave a little jiggle.
“Mmmmmm. I’m beginning to see why Mr. Jackson went out of his way to protect this perfect bubble butt. Really really nice.”
“Thank you, Officer.
“Just call me Buck. We’re not out in the field.”
“Ok Buck.”
“Yeah, you got some real sweet cheeks here buddy. You mind if I go in and have a taste?”
“Not at all, Buck. Maybe it’ll be better if we step inside instead of the doorway.”
“Sure, sorry, just that I haven’t had any ass in a while and you’re so damn sexy.”
“Aww thanks. You’re pretty hot yourself Buck.”
We took a few more steps inside and Buck pulled me in for a kiss. It was wet and deep and made my knees buckle.
“Fuck dude, I don’t know about you, but that was off the charts.”
I pushed his face into mine for more. Tongues swapped and put lips entwined. It was magical.
Buck lifted me off my feet and carried me over to the sofa.
He was hungry alright. Buck dropped me on the cushion, knelt on the floor, pried my legs back and shoved his wet tongue right into my crevice. His tongue swirled around the drain and when he swiped the sensitive folds, it sent me into goosebumps. It was truly glorious.
Buck was a first rate rimmer. It was clear that this man truly enjoyed eating ass and knew he was good at it. He was slurping up my ass juices ramping up my need for his manhood.
When Buck added a finger to the mix, I hissed with excitement.
“Ohhh yessss!”
“You like me playing in your ass buddy?”
“Ohh yes.”
“Just as I imagined. I been thinking about getting you naked since I first laid eyes on you. I can’t believe that dead man got some of this ass every single day. I’d say it’s a shame he’s no longer with us but his loss is my gain. You ready for some dick now buddy?”
“Yes please!”, I begged.
“Yeah, I’m gonna love this. I wanna see my cock breach your hole. Turn around for me.”
I flipped over and Buck spit several times int his hand and costed his cock good before bringing it forward. I took a deep breath and exhaled so I wouldn’t be tight. I never got a good look at Buck’s package, but when I felt that thick piece break through my ass ring it was feeling like a beer can!
“Holy fuck!”, I screamed. “That’s fucking thick!”
“Yeah, all you boys say that! Buck let some more dribble land on his shaft before inching his way in. I thought it would never end! It had to be at least nonce inches of cock meat buried inside me.
“Fuuuccckkk, it’s huge!”
“Yeah, I know, but something tells me you can take it.”
Buck let my sphincter adjust to his length and girth for a few moments. when the spasms ceased, and my hole was fully dilated, I slid my hole ever so slowly up and back from tip to base, a gentle squeeze of my muscles enhancing the experience for my new lover.
“Oh yeah dude! Ride my cock just like that.”
Buck added a little more spit for a smoother glide and I upped the pace just a bit. Buck held my hips for balance and when instinct kicked in, he gripped them much tighter and it was his turn to drive. Each stroke took my breath away. Imagine being railed by two thick coke cans stacked one over the other. It felt like my guts were churning inside out.
“Ohhhh fuuccckk! Dude! Mr. Jackson sure picked a prize pussy. Fuckin’ awesome!”
After a few more pumps, Buck pulled out.
“I don’t wanna blow too quick. Give me a minute.”
Buck and I made out and I was finally able to see him shirtless and pantless.
Buck’s chest was covered in dark fur. Thicker between his well beefcake pecs and the trail fanning out over his abs and even thicker over his dense bush. His one arm raised up over his head and my nose caught a good waft of his sweaty musk and a very dense furry pit. His biceps were the size grapefruits. I just stared in awe of him.
“You like what you see buddy?”
“Ahhhh what?”, I was in some sort of fuck daze.
“I asked if you like what you see.”
“Yes, very much.”
“Yeah, me too. You’re really hot you know. I don’t normally go for nerdy twinks, but damn if you aren’t worth making an exception.”
“You just called me a nerdy twink!”
“I also said you were hot, you forgot that part.”
“I guess I did.”
Buck sat me on his lap and we made out some more. His cock nestled in the crease of my butt. It was intensely hard.
“Oh fuck, Buck, I need you back inside me.”
“Oh yeah? You wanna sit on it?”
“Please yes.”
“So needy, so hot.”
Buck went and laid on the floor with a couch pillow under his head. He looked so sexy with his arms propped behind his head as I rode him raw and milked all of his essence right from out of his balls.
“Fuck man, that was awesome.”
I dismounted and a torrent of jizz drizzled down my legs.
As I was standing up finding my footing Buck’s entire demeanor changed. He walked over towards a small bag he had with him.
“You know it really is a shame.”
“What’s that, Buck.
That you’re so good looking and such a good lay.”
“Why is that a shame?”
“Well, because I really do like you buddy”
Then he pulled out handcuffs and walked towards me.
“But unfortunately I won’t be able to date you behind bars. You’re under arrest for the murder of Mr. Jackson. I know you did it so I don’t need a confession. Turns out I knew where Mr. Young was all along. When I went to interview him, he showed me the video footage. It’s clear as day. You walked in to Mr. Jackson’s janitor closet and shot him at point blank!”
“Put some clothes on before I put these on you. We’re going down to the station.”
“But you didn’t read me my rights! I want a lawyer….”
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