The Hole in the Wall

Tom stood next to his nephew, the apprentice, his arm wrapped protectively around him. Opposite stood the Policeman who’s earlier confident manner was giving way to more friendly and relaxed approach. In the background they could hear the sounds of the bespectacled, mousey looking man who had just entered one of the cubicles as he settled in to use the facilities provided. The noise of a loud and long fart filled the building and the three men facing each other couldn’t help but giggle like schoolboys.

‘He didn’t look big enough to hold that big a blow did he?’ The young apprentice made the young apprentice made the other two laugh with his cheeky comment. The policeman moved closer to the attendant and his nephew.

‘Now young lad, what am I going to do with you?’ He held up his hand to silence the apprentice before he could interrupt him. ‘We all both know that my Sergeant wasn’t lying, you did proposition him. I saw you getting ready too before I left the both of you alone.’ The sound of bowels being emptied rumbled over to them. The policeman looked at Tom. ‘Can we use your room please mate? I don’t really want to conduct an interview standing in a urinal with the sound of people shitting filling the air.’

Tom hesitated a moment but acknowledging the Police Officer’s rationale he led the way to the Attendants Office keeping a firm arm around his nephew’s waist. The Policeman closed the office door behind them and Tom pulled the light blue curtain across his observation window. The police officer noted it was spotless and beautifully ironed – in fact he had to admit that the entire establishment was immaculate and felt clean and welcoming. He looked at the two men in front of him and made what proved to be one of the best decisions of not just his professional but also his personal life. Taking a deep breath to relax and steady himself he removed his flat cap and unfastened the top two buttons of his workman’s starchy shirt. A tantalising glimpse of thick black hair was revealed. He noticed the young apprentice watching him intently. ‘Right,’ he began, ‘let’s start again shall we?’ There were two small chairs in the room and he pointed at the nearest. ‘May I sit down please?’

His polite show of deference surprised Tom who stuttered a reply. ‘Ah, y-yes. Um, I er I suppose. Er yes. Please.’

‘Thankyou.’ He removed his coat, hung it over the back of the chair and sat down. ‘Why don’t you sit there young man and we can have a chat?’ He indicated the other chair positioned at a right angle to his own and nodded at the young apprentice that he should use it. He waited for him to settle before continuing. ‘My name is Brown. Inspector Adam Brown, and I am not going to arrest or charge anybody with anything. Understand?’

The young apprentice exchanged shocked looks with his uncle. ‘Why? I mean thank you. But why? – er, no I don’t understand. Uncle?’

If Inspector Brown had expected his conciliatory approach to make his life easier that afternoon he was disappointed. He did however now understand why the attendant had reacted towards his Sergeant as he had and why he was showing so much concern for the young man sitting next to him. ‘Uncle? You’re the lad’s uncle?’

‘Yes I am. He’s my sister’s lad. She died, cholera. He’s never had a dad so I sort of look after him.’ Tom relaxed and putting his hands in his pockets as a deliberate gesture of submission, he leant against he wall.

Inspector Brown took a closer look at the apprentice. He had to admit he liked what he saw. A strong masculinity shone through an almost girlishly pretty face. His features were small and perfectly proportioned. He could almost be called beautiful, but it wasn’t done to apply that description to a man, whatever his age. The clear blue eyes and full pink lips imparted a subtle message of availability whilst the dimples revealed by his shy, nervous smile lent him a vulnerability that the Inspector instinctively wanted to protect. His wife had died in childbirth over ten years ago and the blessed mite she had birthed had followed less than twelve hours later leaving him alone and bereft. He had felt nothing in the way of tenderness towards anyone since that day, burying himself in his work and falling into bed exhausted at night. Looking at the young apprentice he suddenly realised how sad and lonely he was, how empty his life had become. Studying the face before him he felt something stir inside him, a need for ……… what? He allowed his emotions free reign for a moment and was stunned as he realised what he was actually feeling. He caught the young man’s eyes and for an instant the world stopped for the both of them. Tom saw it – the something that seemed to flash between his nephew and the policeman. Despite his efforts to prevent it, he felt himself stir at the thought of the Inspector making love to his deceased sister’s only son.

‘What’s your name son? I’ve told you mine I think it’s only fair I should know yours.’ Inspector Brown – Adam – gave the youngster what he hoped was his friendliest smile. For some unexplained reason he knew he had to get this right. He mustn’t – no, couldn’t let this boy go.

‘John. It’s John.’ The shy smile returned but he was relieved to see there was no nervousness in it this time. He held out his hand to him and John accepted it. ‘My friends call me Johnny.’ Their hands remained joined together and the smaller but strong hand in the gentle grip of the older man’s bigger one felt as though it belonged there. Reluctantly Adam let Johnny’s hand go.

‘Thank you Johnny. Please call me Adam.’ Their eyes remained locked – for both of them the world outside their small sphere had disappeared. They were jolted back to reality by a firm ‘Ahem’ from Tom.

‘I’ve got jobs to do so if it’s alright with you Inspector I’ll leave you two to it.’ The two seated men barely noticed him as he left the room closing the door behind him. Johnny glanced at the door, stood, went to it and locked it. He turned back to face Adam, his heart pounding in his chest. The smile on the older man’s face completely disarmed him and he decided to risk being honest with him.

‘Would you be angry if I told you I like you?’ He held his breath as he waited for a response. Adam shook his head.

‘No lad I wouldn’t be angry. I think I like you too but I’ve never …….. well, you know.’

There was a pause, then with a shy smile Johnny asked. ‘Will you arrest me if I ask you if you want to ………. well, you know?’ They both laughed at Johnny’s clumsy attempt at a joke. Adam shook his head, smiling.

‘The way I’m feeling right now Johnny I think I’ll arrest you if you don’t ask me to…..,’ he paused to gather his courage, ‘…….. to fuck you.’ Johnny’s face lit up and he jumped to his feet in excitement. ‘I’m guessing that’s what you wanted me to say? – Hey, steady on lad.’  Adam struggled to prevent the two of them falling over backwards on his chair as the young man launched himself at him. Strong arms were flung round his neck and a pair of full, passionate lips locked onto his. He had never been kissed by a man before and he was at first taken aback by both the intensity and physicality of Johnny’s assault, but as he felt the youth push his tongue over his lips and into his welcoming mouth he knew that this was what he wanted. He kissed Johnny back, wrapping his arms around him exploring his back and shoulders.

They kissed and felt each other’s bodies with a growing urgency. Adam pushed a hand up inside the back of the young apprentice’s shirt making Johnny gasp and moan into his mouth as he ran his calloused palm over the smooth flawless skin. Adam found himself comparing the feel of the man in his arms with that of his dead wife – he felt a little shame and sadness as he realised he preferred what and how he was feeling now to how he had felt then. He had never felt so sexually aroused. His entire body was sensitive to every touch and kiss being bestowed on it. Johnny unfasted the policeman’s shirt and pushed it off his shoulders and down his arms. Adam helped him to remove it completely when it got stuck at his wrists. ‘You’ll need to unbutton the cuffs,’ he advised with a chuckle. Then it was off and laying on the floor, discarded and forgotten as the young man ran his hands through the thick curly hair on the broad muscular chest in front of him.

Johnny stared in admiration. ‘Fuck me Inspector, you’re bleedin’ gorgeous.’ Saying which, he buried his nose in the soft black mat and his lips and teeth found the older man’s nipples. No one had ever touched Adam’s chest like this and certainly never made love to his now erect nipples. He wondered when they had become so sensitive and how on earth could someone biting and sucking them have such a profound and noticeable effect on his cock. Adam wasn’t a big man but his job kept him fit and strong. His body was firm and well-proportioned with a noticeable amount of muscle on his arms, across his chest and back and down his legs. His midriff was not as slim as it once was, a victim of the beer he enjoyed every evening after work to help him relax from the stresses of the day, but whilst a slight roll of fat was clearly visible these days, he was in no way overweight. The physical contrast between the two men was marked and Johnny especially was enjoying being the slight, submissive bottom to the policeman’s naturally dominant top. He trailed his tongue down Adam’s treasure trail unfastening his trousers as his face moved closer and closer to his prize. Once released, Adam’s more than average cock bounced up and smacked Johnny under the chin. Both men chuckled.

‘I think my dick likes you lad.’ Adam was surprised by the hardness of his cock and the speed with which it had responded to Johnny’s teasing foreplay. After all, he had never done anything like this with a man before. He hooked a finger under the younger man’s chin to raise his face to him. ‘I’m new to all this lad, so you’ll have to show me what to do.’

Johnny smiled up at him. Fuck he looks sexy, thought Adam. ‘Don’t worry boss I’ll look after you. Just sit back and enjoy.’ So saying he opened his mouth wide and lowered it over the raging erection in his hand. Adam felt his knees quiver, his buttocks clench and a flush of heat radiate from his chest as the youngster’s hot mouth closed over the leaking helmet and with a slow sensuous licking, began his onslaught on his new boss’s sensitive manhood. Johnny was in heaven. The man he was worshipping was everything he dream of. Older without being ancient, strong and healthy, magnificently hairy where he should be, kind and considerate with a penis more that capable of filling him at either end. He supposed this moment would be a one off and determined to do all he could to ensure Adam’s first time with another man would be both enjoyable and memorable for him.

As for Adam, he was ready to accept what he had thought and felt for many years but had been reluctant to admit – that he found other men physically and sexually attractive. He had loved his wife, he still did despite her being dead for so long now and in all the years since her death he had been celibate from choice not through lack of opportunity. He didn’t understand why the young man worshipping his achingly hard cock had affected him so much and how quickly he had reawakened his sexual libido. He ran his hands through the young apprentice’s hair and watched his thick tumescence slip further and further into the hot, wet mouth. His cock wasn’t huge but he knew it was more than big enough after seeing those of other men whilst in the communal bath with his station’s football team. He did know he was a lot thicker than most he had seen hard over the years realising that the men who had been unable to prevent getting hard while in the company of their naked colleagues were more than probably as sexually suppressed as he was. The mouth servicing his tender root was doing things he couldn’t describe to him. He was tingling all over and could feel the stirrings of an approaching orgasm. So could Johnny and it he had other plans for this man’s seed other than allowing it to pour down his throat.

‘Will you fuck me please Inspector.’ Johnny asked with polite deference. Adam looked down at him seeing the young man as he had earlier, as someone he knew he had to protect. He reached out and stroked the side of Johnny’s face.

‘If that’s what you want me to do then yes I’ll fuck you.’ He hesitated as a slight embarrassment came over him. ‘As I said Johnny I’ve not done this before. Do we need to do anything before we …..’, he paused again.

Johnny giggled. ‘No it’s alright Boss, I got myself clean before I came out and I’ve got a bottle of oil in my pocket. Johnny stood and dropped his trousers revealing a small but perfectly formed teenage bottom. Turning his back on the inspector he ran his hands over his hard round cheeks and gently pulled them apart to give Adam a tantalising glimpse of the hole he was about to fuck. ‘Do you want to grease me up Boss? Would you like to put your hands on your boy’s bum and get it ready for your big cock?’

The young man’s sexy talk and lewd actions spurred Adam on. He stood and moved behind Johnny resting his massively engorged penis on the boy’s back at the top of his inviting arse crack. Taking the bottle of oil from Johnny’s hand he unscrewed the top and poured a drizzle along the length of his prick. He then poured more of the slippery liquid into the smooth valley between the cheeks he was aching to part. Taking hold of the apprentices hip in one hand he took his own cock in the other and after ensuring it was fully coated in lubricant began to move it up and down the boy’s eager crack. Each time he rubbed it down the crack he pushed his cock further into it and within moments he was pushing against the small pink ring he was desperate to breach. Johnny pushed back as he felt Adam put pressure on the opening to his pussy. Adam now held both sides of his young lover’s hips and began to force his thick, iron hard prick into the boy’s all embracing velvet like chute. He groaned as he moved further and further inside the hot, welcoming channel. ‘Oh God, it’s so tight Johnny, so warm.’ He bottomed out with his thick bush of pubic hair mashing firmly against the stretched lips of the younger man’s cunt. Johnny took a moment to get accustomed to the thick meat inside him then started to flex and tense the muscles around it. ‘Bloody hell! I don’t know what you’re dong son but that is fuckin’ lovely.’

Johnny smiled with relief – he was glad, happy even, that the more mture policeman was getting pleasure from his first experience of man sex. For reasons he didn’t have time to explore it was important to him. ‘Fuck me Boss. Fuck me slow and steady.’ Adam did as instructed and his throbbing cock was soon moving in and out of the manpussy gaining speed, intensity and depth with every thrust forward. He wasn’t so much catching Johnny’s prostate with each stroke but pummelling it so as to reduce the youngster to a groaning, moaning cum slut. Johnny constantly encouraged Adam to harder deeper thrusts and began to meet his forward momentum with hard pushes back ensuring the fat cock wielded by the inspector ground as deep as it could get into his grasping gut. Adam was transported to a world he had never allowed himself to even dream of as his increasingly tender penis plough into the hot, wet boycunt. He felt his balls churning and tightening as his climax rapidly approached. ‘I can’t stop it son. I’m going to …………………. ARGHHHHHHH GODDDDDD.’ His orgasm wracked his whole body. He bucked and shook as rope after rope of steaming man juice filled the apprentices tunnel of pleasure. He felt his spunk leaking out and being forced back in as he fucked the young stud for all he was worth.

Busy mopping the floor Tom stopped and smiled to himself as he listened to the bellows of the inspector as he emptied himself into the more than happy young man he now wrapped his arms round. Still firmly embedded in the throbbing, dripping arse he took Johnny’s not insignificant manhood in his hand and began to masturbate him to climax. The boy’s stretched and satisfied ring clamped down hard around the thick tool invading him as he spat his thick, creamy juice across the floor. He whimpered and gasped as his balls emptied themselves of more spunk than he had ever produced before.

Slowly they began to regain control of their bodies but emotions were running strong. Adam found he didn’t want to release his hold of the boy, and Johnny didn’t want him to either. Eventually his softening dick slipped from the warm embrace of Johnny’s arse, followed by a stream of hot thick jizz than trickled down the boy’s inner thigh. ‘Fuck boy, that was……… Well, it was……..’

‘Bloody good if you ask me.’ Johnny turned to face him with a huge smile plastered on his face. ‘You enjoyed your first man fuck then Boss?’

‘Too bloody right I did.’ Adam returned the boy’s smile.

‘Want to do it again sometime?’ Johnny didn’t want to let this man get away.

Adam thought for a moment before nodding, ‘Yes, I’d like that.’ Then he took Johnny by surprise. In fact when he looked back months later as Johnny moved in with him and gave up his day’s of prostitution, he surprised himself. ‘I’m free for the rest of the day and night if you’d like to …. Er..’

‘Yeah, I’d love to.’ Both men were dressed and after Johnny had unlocked the door he kissed his inspector with a tenderness that took Adam’s breath away. ‘Come on then Boss, take me home.’

‘Any time son, any time.’ With a spring in his step and a feeling that his days of loneliness and solitude were ending, Adam set off for his empty house to begin making it a home again as Johnny walked beside him with a confidence and sense of security he had long wished for but never dared to hope would be his.

Tom watched them leave, gave a contented sigh and after clearing up his little room after them, made himself a nice pot of builder’s tea.

The cottage had spawned it’s first romance. It wouldn’t be the last, but it was one of the sweetest.