Partners

I'm Mark Davis. I am a twenty-eight year old police officer in a large metropolitan city. I have been on the police force for five years and have managed to keep my homosexuality secret.

I've been gay since my senior year of high school. After graduation, I spent four years in the Army as a military police officer and when i got out I joined the force here.

During my time in the Army, I did manage to find several guys into male sex and it was awesome. They ranged from a private to a captain.

After attending the local police academy, I was assigned to patrol duty with Brad Kelly as my partner. Brad is a year older than myself and hot as hell. I love it when we are in the lockers at the station, either working out together and showering or changing into our uniforms. Brad is muscular, hairy and sports a nice long slim cock. It has to be at least seven inches soft and I can't begin to imagine what it looks like when it's hard. It is extremely difficult not to get a boner when I see him nude.

When brad and i became patrol partners we hit it off immediately, quickly becoming the best of friends. While on patrol, we discussed our private lives with each other openly. Of course, the fact that I only had sex with men was not discussed.

Brad dated a couple of ladies but there was nothing serious. He simply said that he wasn't ready for a commitment. I had a lady friend that knew about my sexual preference and kept it secret. If Brad and I double dated, I'd always ask Sue to be my date. She was awesome and made it appear that I was straight, even pretending to have an orgasm when we faked fucking around Brad and his date.

For three years, I lived a lie around Brad, making up stories about my female conquest at my different assignments during the Army.

One Saturday, Brad and I were off and he had invited me over to watch a ball game on TV. he had said it would be just he and I for the afternoon of drinking and watching the game.

I was supposed to arrive at his place around two, but I had been running errands and was in his neighborhood and decided to arrive a little early.

As I approached his house, I noticed a strange car in his driveway, then noticed him and another guy just inside his door. As I passed, I noticed them hug each other more than most men do and became curious. Was there something going on that I didn't know about?

I drove on passed his house and turned nto a side street and parked. he image that I saw began to replay in my head. I watched as the man got in his car and drove away.

I sat and waited for about twenty minutes before driving back to Brad's house. I pulled into the drive, parked and went to the door. He answered it and when he did he had a guilty look on his face.

"Hey, Mark, you're early," he said nervously.

"Sorry. I was running some errands and got through early so I decided to take a chance that you wouldn't mind. I can come back later."

"Hell no. Come on in. I was just straightening up some."

"Everything looks fine to me," I said as I stepped in and glanced around.

Brad was wearing on only a pair of gym shorts. His muscular hairy chest was awesome and when he said he needed to change I quickly told him that it was his house and to stay comfortable. He simply smiled and said "Okay, if you're not offended."

"Not at all," I replied.

I helped him get snacks ready for the game and as we sat watching, I would sneak peeks up the legs of his shorts. My cock stiffened slightly and i noticed him glancing over at it. Nothing sexual was ever said, but throughout the game we both stole glances at the other.

By the time I left, I was horny as hell and went home and quickly stripped and jerked off. Being a local cop, I had o be extremely careful about where i was seen and what I did. For sex, I would drive an hour away to a smaller town and visit an adult video store there. Sex was always available in the booths in the arcade.

Over the next few days, I kept remembering the sight of Brad's cock hidden under his shorts. I decided on a plan to see just how far it would go.

Our shifts were on rotation and we were now working the graveyard shift from ten at night to seven in the morning.

It was around one in the morning and had been an extremely quiet night. Our patrol area was on the south side of town which was mainly industrial with lots of warehouses and about a third of them empty.

We were talking as we drove around and he mentioned that we needed to double date again.

"Yea," I agreed. "I'm horny as hell and if I don't find something soon, I'm going to have to see if 'Rosy Palm' is available."

Laughing, he said, "Oh! You date her also? So do I, frequently."

"Hell, all guys date her. if they say they don't they are fucking liars," I replied.

"Man, you got that shit right," he said as I casually reached down and rubbed my crotch. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed him glance over as I rubbed it. Seconds later he adjusted his crotch.

A couple of minutes later, he pulled to the curb and asked, "Did you see those two cars down that alley?"

"Yea, I did. Let's check them out."

We were stopped where they couldn't see us and we got out quietly and eased down the alley. As we approached the cars, he whispered, "You take the right side and I'll take the left." I nodded that I understood and we eased up next to the cars. Slowly we eased up next to the rear doors of the first car. we could see two persons laying on the back seat in a compromising position.

Waving his flashlight at me he and held up three fingers. Then he began to count with his hand.

One finger, then two fingers, then three. We both turned on our flashlights at the same time aiming the beam of light into the back seat.

The occupants jumped and stared at us like deer caught in the headlights. The occupants were both men in their late twenties and both nude. They had been in a sixty-nine position when we turned the lights on them.

Opening the door, Brad said, "Okay you two, out, now."

Both men climbed out, totally nude except for their socks. Standing beside the car, they tried to cover their crotches with their hands.

"Face the car and put your hands behind your backs," Brad ordered. They did and we put the cuffs on them then had them turn around.

"Couldn't you two find a safer place to have your fun?" Brad asked.

"Officers," one began, "we swear we won't do it again if you let us go. We're both married and going to jail would ruin our marriages and jobs."

Brad and I both gave them a god look and both were nice looking and well endowed.

"We should run your asses in just like you are, with your clothes in the car, but the paper work would take too much time. When we remove the cuffs, you have two minutes to get dress and leave or you go to jail. if we see either car in the area again, we will find some reason to run your ass in. If you want sex together get a motel room," Brad told them.

We removed their cuffs and have never seen two guys dress so fast in our lives. Within two minutes they were partially dressed with the rest of their clothes in hand and starting their cars. They sped away going in different directions.

As we walked back to the car, I said, "I can't believe you let them go. I've never seen anyone get dressed that fast."

"Hell, Mark, when I was a senior in high school my date and I were fucking in the car in a park back home. A cop caught us and read us the riot act and told us to get out of their. I just figured I could pass it on. If someone had seen them and reported it, their asses would be going to jail."

"So, you do have a soft spot," I said.

"Yea, smart ass. If they have kids I just didn't want them to have to explain things to them."

We returned to patrol and about half an hour later he asked, "You think Rosy Palm is available?"

"Huh?" I asked.

He turned into a dark drive behind an abandoned warehouse as he said, "Growing up, did you ever jerk off with a bud?"

"Hell, didn't we all? Didn't you?"

"Yep, many times. I'm as horny as you are. Shall we revert back to our teen years?

"You serious?"

"Hell, yea. Why not?"

"I'm game if you are," I replied, wanting to see his cock boned.

He slowed and pulled out of site into a loading bay. After shutting off the engine we got out and stood side by side leaning against the dock.

Simultaneously, we removed out gun belts, laying them on the hood of the car. I watched as Brad opened his pants and slid them down a few inches. I did the same and withing seconds we were both stroking our cocks. Brad made no attempt to hide the fact that he was watching me, and neither did I. His cock was at least eight inches and beautiful.

"Nice tool you got there," he said.

"Thanks, but yours has mine beat in length."

"Not by much," he replied.

We continued stroking and climaxed seconds apart, watching each others loads fire out onto the ground.

"Man, you were horny," he said. "What a load!"

"Fuck Brad, yours wasn't small."

We laughed as we pulled our pants back up and put our gun belts back on.

Back on patrol, he said, "Of course, you know this stays just between us."

"I don't know what you're talking about," I answered.

"I knew I could depend on you."

"Always," I told him.

"Now that we've done it once, anytime either of us is in need just say so and we can pull off when we work nights. And during the day, we both know warehouse that we can get into."

"You're bad," I said, laughing.

"We both are," he said with a wink.

We began jerking off about once a week after that and it was awesome. We became closer by doing so.

Then I decided to take it even further. A few weeks later I invited him to my place for dinner. I had told him to come comfortable as I'd be in shorts and tee shirt or tank top. He arrived in shorts and tank top.

When he entered I caught him off guard and gave him a casual friendly hug after closing the door.

We ate dinner and as we had a beer I asked if he ever watched any porn.

"Hell, man, is the Pope Catholic?"

I laughed and asked if he cared to watch a new one I had bought on line. He said yes and I replied with, "Well, I haven't seen it yet," which was a lie, "but it is a bi porn supposedly with two guys and a girl."

"Hell, I watch them all." he said.

We sat on the sofa facing my big screen TV and started the movie. After a few minutes the action began between the woman and one of the guys. We both got visibly boned and a few minutes later the second guy arrived and joined in. We watched as the action heated up and as he rubbed his crotch, I said, "It's just the two of us here so get as comfortable as you want."

"If I do that, I'll be totally naked."

"So? Do it if you want to. I'm going to."

He looked at me and smiled as we stood at the same time and stripped off our shirts and shorts. We laughed when we saw that we were both commando.

We sat back down just inches apart and began to slowly stroke our hard cocks. One of the guys began stroking the other in the movie and I looked at Brad and asked, "You want to do that?"

"Sure."

We reached out to the other and began stroking each other. His hand on my cock felt awesome.

Then before long, as the woman put on a strap on cock and began fucking one of the guys, they got into a sixty-nine.

"Damn," Brad said, looking at me.

I looked over at him and we froze, our eyes locked together. He began leaning toward me and I knew what was coming. Our lips met and seconds later our tongues were exploring each others mouth.

As we kissed, the movie was forgotten and when the kiss ended, we somehow ended up in a sixty-nine on the sofa, sucking each others hard throbbing cocks. We both soon climaxed into each others mouth and eagerly swallowed.

Once it was over, we sat up and looked at each other. I calmly asked, "Was that wanted or was it caused by the beer?"

"In my case it was wanted. How about you?"

"Same. I've wanted to do that since we became partners."

"So have I," he replied. We kissed again, this time more passionately.

After the kiss, I said, "Brad, you remember the day you had invited me over that first time and I arrived early?"

"Yea, why?"

"I had passed earlier and seen a guy leaving. Is he gay also?"

"Yes, he's the guy I started with in high school. His lover goes out of town on business and when he does we have sex."

"I was thought so by the look on your face when I arrived early."

Brad agreed to spend the night when I invited him and it was fantastic. Later we fucked each other like dogs in heat and before he left the next morning we had another sixty-nine.

Now that everything was out in the open we grew closer, discussing how we both got started and some of our experiences with other men. Brad especially like to hear how I got fellow service men in the Army.

We continued our sex while on patrol but instead of jerking off, we'd usually take turns sucking each others cocks.

Months passed and we were closer than ever.

Then one night on patrol we got a call of a silet alarm at a warehouse. We arrived and the suspect fled firing at us. We returned fire but Brad was hit in the side between the front and back panels of his bullet-proof vest.

I radioed in that an officer was down and requested an ambulance. As I held him, his breathing was shallow and he was fading in and out.

"You bastard! Don't you dare die on me. I love you so much. I don't want to go on without you," I said.

He was whisked away to the hospital and after going over everything with the sergeant I went to the hospital. I as on administrative leave since shots were fired.

Brad came through surgery but remained unconscious for three days. I stayed by his side day and night.

On the third night, I was holding his hand. it was around two in the morning and he began to stir. I jumped up and leaned close and called his name. His eyes opened and he looked around then up at me and said, "I love you to you lug."

I leaned forward and cosed him gently, then said "Welcome back."

"I heard what you said and that's all that got me through, and I'm not a bastard. My parents were married."

"Stop talking. I need to get a nurse." I pressed the call button and when she answered I told her that he was awake. she hurried in and took his vital signs.

As soon as he was able to go home, I moved in with him to take care of him during my off time.

It took a short while but he fully recovered. Once we were back on patrol together, he pulled to the side of the road one night and said, "Mark, move in with me permanently. I love you and want you as my lover."

I immediately agreed and we kissed like never before.

The guys on the force think we're just room mates, but we think some suspect more.

I never dreamed I'd fall in love with my patrol partner.

THE END