The Get-A-Way Weekend

Being naked with a man is the greatest feeling. Being naked with a wet, big muscle bear tops it. Rob’s shower was large, making it even more sensual as we could stand together under the steamy water making out. I had taken five loads of his throughout the last twelve hours, and here we were, showering, and I was hoping for a sixth. What a fucking beast of a man Rob was. For a man in his fifties, he certainly was full of cum!

His 6’2” huge build took up most of the room, but my own 5’9” frame seemed to fit in all the right places next to him. We took turns soaping up each other, rinsing off, fondling our meat, smacking our asses, and making out like teenagers.

I was so into him that I couldn’t help myself when he backed up against the wall. I turned him around and made him put his hands up and legs spread as if he was being arrested. I found myself standing behind him, feeling the power in the muscles down his back, and staring at his round beefy ass. So when my face moved in between those perfect smooth globes of flesh, and my tongue teased his ass, Rob’s deep voice boomed in the bathroom. 

“Holy FUCK!” He bellowed and spread his legs a bit wider. “Christ that feels amazing.” He breathed out, laying his head against the wall as the water cascaded down his backside. 

I knelt behind him, letting my hands rest on his beefy ass as I playfully rimmed his wet ass, enjoying every minute of this big brute and listening to his deep moans of delight. I reached around and pulled on his fat cock as I continued to lick his ass, slurping up the water that was running over his body. Rob leaned over more, and looked back at me, groaning as I lapped him up. 

When I had my fill, I stood up and Rob did as well, turning to face me, his 9 inches sticking out. I couldn’t believe he was hard again already. He had a smirk on his face as he stepped up to me, grabbed my arm and spun me around, forcing me against the wall in a similar stance as if he was the one now arresting me.

“You have the right to remain silent.” He moaned in my ear, pressing his cock against my ass and holding my arm behind my back. “But I’d prefer you to moan.” He chuckled behind me, as he pretended to frisk me. 

“Why Officer Hughes, feels like you’ve got something huge back there? Is that your gun? Nightstick?” I giggled as his big hands roamed over my legs and he started grinding his cock up and down my backside.

“That’s all Rob, little man. Fuck, I would be so hard if I had you over my patrol car frisking your little ass.” He groaned over the spray of the shower. And then he knelt down and shoved his chin into the crack of my ass, finding my hole with his tongue and digging it in hungrily.

I did moan, as my naked police officer “searched” me in the shower. His hands spread my ass and held it open and began circling my tight pink opening as if I was a woman. And he was very talented with that fat tongue of his.

“How’s your hole boy? Feel like another pounding?” He growled as he continued to lick my ass. 

I was groaning and holding his head in place. “You seriously have another round in you. Jesus Rob, are you 19?” 

He moaned in my ass and spit into me, using his finger to massage it in and test me out. I was a little sensitive from our last go only an hour ago. “You just get me so fucking hard.” 

He slapped my ass and I heard him hawk another wad of spit out as I turned to see him stand up behind me. I watched him over my shoulder point my ass out of the water and rub his spit onto his cock as he stepped closer to me and grabbed my shoulder with his hand. 

“I don’t want to hurt you, but fuck, baby…” He said as he lined up his cock at my ass. I leaned against the wall and spread my legs in a sort of standing up doggy position. I winced a bit as his cock pressed into my tender ass. He felt me tense up and held himself still as his cock head penetrated me once again. “Are you okay?” 

I groaned, “Yes, put it in me.” 

With one hand on my shoulder, and one on my hip, he bent his knees and slowly pushed into me once again as I splayed my hands on the shower wall and let him in. He let out a loud moan which echoed throughout the bathroom as his hips made contact with my body. I felt his big balls touch my ass behind me and I knew he was all the way in. And in that position, bent over in his shower, he started to fuck me gently.

Water splashed around us and my eyes focused on his big feet beside mine in the shower. I reached down and grabbed my own ankles as he fucked me, hearing him comment on how flexible I was. When I grabbed HIS ankles, he let out a deep growl. I stared at his feet – wide and thick just like the rest of him. They were completely smooth on top, a small arch underneath was visible as his manly toes curled to grip the floor.

“Yeah hang on to me baby.” He continued to pummel my ass for a while, and I started to wonder if he had any cum left in him. As I remained bent over, my hands moved down along his feet, back up his ankles and then back to his feet as I tried to grip them on the shower floor. If I could, I would have bent further down to suck on his toes. 

Then his pace quickened, and the slapping sounds against my ass increased. His grip tightened on me and he leaned into me, lifting his heels off the ground as he fucked me deeper. “Here it comes again baby.” He grunted and slammed into me hard, pushing me forward a bit and making me release his feet and grab the wall to brace myself for support. 

“Holy fuck!” I moaned as I felt his cock twitch in my ass. He grabbed both my shoulders and rammed into me hard, holding himself in me to unload yet another load inside me. I stood up, squeezing his ass in my hands and feeling his big hands move up my stomach to grab my pecs as he kissed my neck behind me, groaning out still as he twitched and shuddered more cum into me.

“Fuck I don’t think I have anything left!” He moaned, squeezing my chest from behind and kissing the back of my neck as he held himself against me. “I haven’t had sex that many times in a row since my 20s!” 

I gingerly moved forward, feeling that thick shaft slide out of me and giving my ass a needed break. I stepped directly under the shower and let the water flow over me, rinsing me off, giving me a chance to catch my breath. My dick was pointing straight out, hard from the last pounding but not in need of a release just yet.

Rob moved towards me and joined me under the spray, his head barely able to make it under the large shower head. He ducked under, and pulled my body close to his and leaned down to kiss me. Water filled our mouths as we kissed, forcing us to either swallow or spit it out, making us laugh a bit. Then he stepped back and gave his head a shake like a dog and I took in his magnificent body.

He tugged at his softening dick, and then leaned in for one more kiss before opening the door and stepping onto the mat to grab a towel. I watched him dry his big arms, watched the muscles rippling in his back as he toweled off, watched his calves as he walked around, and watched his bubble ass as he bent over to dry every inch of him off. He wrapped the towel around his waist and moved in front of the mirror to run his fingers through his short hair to fix it quickly. 

I turned off the water and stepped out, taking the towel Rob had in his hand for me. He leaned back against the counter and folded his arms across his big hairy pecs and watched me now as I went through the motions of drying off, a slight smile on his face and a distinct outline of his cock appeared in his towel. 

“Please tell me you aren’t hard again already?” I laughed. “I’m going to have to call Ripley’s because even I can’t believe it!” 

Rob looked down and laughed, shaking his head. “I think it’ll take a while now. This is just me enjoying the show.” He winked at me, still leaning against the counter. He grabbed a glass by the sink and filled it with water, downing it completely. “Need to replenish?” He said offering the glass to me. 

I wrapped the towel around my waist and took the glass and filled it. Rob moved off the counter and walked back into the bedroom. “Come back to bed.” 

I styled my hair in the mirror as best I could without any product and padded across the tile floor to the hardwood in Rob’s bedroom. He was already back in bed, the towel on the floor beside the left side of the bed. Rob was propped up, leaning against the headboard with the covers pulled up to his waist. He watched me walk to the other side and he flipped the covers down to invite me in. 

He opened his right arm and pulled me next to him as I slid under the covers, so I moved into his hard body and rested my head on his bicep behind me and lay beside him. He slipped his leg sideways, forcing me to link my leg over his. I reached my right hand up to take hold of his dangling right hand off my shoulder and snuggled as close to his body as I could.

“What time do you have to go?” Rob asked quietly. 

“I told the grandparents I’d pick the kids up after lunch.” I loved the feeling of being in bed with him, and didn’t want to think about leaving. “Are you working today?” I pictured Rob in his police uniform again, and wondered if I would get to see him prep for work, but he shook his head. 

“No, not on again till Tuesday.” He looked down at me.

“Too bad. I would love to see you in you in that sexy uniform of yours.” I let go of his hand and rolled sideways to feel his pecs, letting my hand run slowly over his chest as my face leaned against his arm. 

“Oh you will again. I’ve been thinking about drilling you in it a lot.” His strong hand went down my side to cup my ass over the covers and he left it there, holding it, as if he was claiming it. “But I have to be honest: I’ll need to fuck you in it as much as I can as I’m retiring at the end of the year.” 

I raised my eyebrows and looked up at his face. “You are? I didn’t know. That’s a good thing, right?” 

He shrugged. “I guess. I have a full pension already, so figured I’d get out while I was still healthy and fit.” He shifted a bit so he could face me a little easier. “Just not sure what I’m going to do yet. But I will have a lot more free time.” He let his tongue hang out of his mouth and made a crazy face and laughed.

I wondered what that would be like, to be done with work and living life as a retired guy. I had always pictured retired men to be old, fat and grey. Rob was NOT the picture of someone retired. 

He patted my ass lightly and leaned his head back. “You know, I haven’t messed around with a guy in a long, long time. I’ve never slept with another woman since I’ve been married, though they do try.” 

“No kidding. I mean look at you. In that uniform I’m sure dogs approach you to hump your leg.” I cozied up to him closer, lifting my leg over his and pressing my front side into the side of his body as I held onto his mighty pecs. 

He giggled a bit and took in a deep sigh. “I don’t know what it is, but man…I can’t stop thinking about you. Or can’t stop thinking about wanting you.” 

“I seem to have that effect on men.” I said quietly. “And I don’t mean that in a conceited way. But I do prefer to make connections with ONE guy and try to make it last. And I’m feeling the same way about you. Since that cottage. Man…I need it.” I took in a deep breath. “And having this strong of a connection just makes the sex hotter.” I was playing with his nipple.I’ve never cheated on Allie with another woman either. But with men, well…” 

Rob rolled sideways and slid down a bit so we were face to face. “How do you do it? Being married and hooking up with men?” 

I kept my hand moving across his pec, staring at it as he faced me and shrugged. “I don’t know. Everyone I meet is married and in the same boat pretty much. I don’t want to do it. I try not to be too much of a slut.” I laughed, and then cleared my throat quickly. “I just wish I could find one guy. To connect with. And to see if I could make it work. I had it once…well, twice sort of.” I realized I was getting too serious, so switched gears. “And then there’s Dan and Mitch, who by the way keep emailing me trying to get in my pants.” 

Rob gave a snort. “I’ll have them arrested.” 

I slapped his pec. “I haven’t seen them since we started don’t worry.” 

Rob looked at me for a moment, and I caught his gaze as we lay there silently.

“What?” I asked, resting my head on my hand. 

“Are you really in love with me?” He asked quietly. 

I took in a slow breath and sighed. His eyes remained on mine, looking at me seriously. When I could hold his stare, I gave a weak grin. “I do have a type that’s for sure. Big. Muscular. Masculine guys. Married guys, haha.” My fingers absentmindedly played with the hair on his hard chest, and my thumb was circling his nipple as he waited for me to continue. “Older guys.” I swallowed and took in another breath. “And I think I am. In love with you.” 

Rob breathed in slowly. “Were you in love with your baseball coach?” 

I stopped moving and held my breath as I thought of what to say. Rob waited. I could feel his eyes on me as I stared ahead at his solid chest. “Yes, I thought I was.” I breathed in deeply again. “But that wasn’t love. He didn’t love me.” 

“You were 18, right? How old was he?”

“He was in his forties. Married. His son was the same age as me.” 

“Yikes.” Rob moved his hand up and took mine off his chest and held it.

Feeling his hand in mine gave me the strength to continue. “But I did fall completely in love with a man a few years after that. I moved in with him, and planned on spending the rest of my life with him.” But that was all I could get out as memories of Joe flooded me. My breath caught, and I held it to stop myself from crying. “After him, I travelled through Europe, was quite the whore with a lot of guys there, and then I came back and I met Allie and vowed I would never be with another man again.” I could hear the emotion in my voice and I tried desperately to cover it up, lying here next to this manly cop. “And I was good for a while, trying to resist. But when the kids came, the sex sort of stopped, and I just couldn’t resist those urges anymore.” 

Rob sensed it and simply held my hand in his, letting it rest in front of us as he pulled me in tighter and closer to him, which gave me the courage to keep talking. 

“I had a few encounters with other married guys. One nighters I guess. Tried not to make any connections, just needed sex I guess. Allie and I were hardly having sex at all. We were at that seven year itch I guess.” I heard myself laugh. “So she suggested a vacation at Christmas.” 

“Did it help?” Rob asked, rubbing my back with his hand behind me. 

I shook my head with a laugh. “Not at all. I met a guy there while on vacation.” 

Rob gave a little chuckle. “Oh oh.”

“Oh oh was right. He was married too, there on vacation with his family.” I smiled, thinking about Darren. “And I fell in love with him completely.” 

Rob turned his head to me. “So much for not falling in love. You sound like a little hopeless romantic.” I rolled onto my back and stared up at the ceiling as Rob’s hand moved up and down lightly on my shoulder. I was quiet, thinking about Darren. And then Rob asked as if he could read my thoughts. “So where is this guy now? Do you still see him?” 

“He’s halfway across the country. Had to relocate for his job, but he is supposedly coming back. Someday.” I sighed. 

“Are you still in love with him?” 

I hesitated, not knowing the answer to that really. I was, but it had been a few years now. “I think I’m still in love with the idea of him. But it’s been a couple years. And I just got so fucking tired of waiting for him.” 

“Which is why you are in bed with me.” Rob laughed. “I know how you feel. I thought I was in love with my buddy. Thought we would just keep on seeing each other. But back then, everything was secret and shameful. And when you were a big tough stud like him, you just couldn’t be gay.” Rob let his head fall back a bit and stared up at the ceiling. “And neither could I.” There was a moment of silence, before he continued. “So he got a girlfriend, and they got married.” 

Rob turned more sideways from me and was mostly on his back now, our hands locked together on his upper stomach, my leg still wrapped over his under the covers. “And you slept with her.” I remembered suddenly his comment from last night, and a frown came across my face as puzzle pieces slowly started to come together. 

Rob didn’t react, just lay there thinking. His big thumb was moving slowly over my hand, feeling the veins as he stared up. “I tried to sleep with him, but he turned me down, saying we needed to stop. And once he was married, he said he wouldn’t cheat. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I was so pissed he would do that to me.” 

I rested my chin on his side and looked up at him. “Is that when you slept with his wife?” 

Rob shook his head. “Not right away. I think he tried to play it straight but he knew deep down he was gay. I stopped having sex with guys completely, turned to women, had a lot of sex and convinced myself I wasn’t attracted to guys anymore. I could tell he wasn’t happy, and neither was I, but he continued to play the straight as an arrow type guy. So did I too I guess.I was a cop, and slept with every woman I could until I turned 30.” I heard a hint of anger in Rob’s voice as he talked. “He never tried anything, but when Sue told me they weren’t having sex anymore….” He trailed off and stopped. 

I kept my eyes on him, watching his face even though he wasn’t looking at me. “So wait, Sue was married to your buddy before you? She was the one you slept with?” 

Rob nodded without looking at me. 

“Or rather she slept with you.” I said quietly. My mind started reacting, and there were signals going off that I couldn’t quite put together in my head at this moment. 

“Yeah, she sort of did. And then she got pregnant.” Rob added quietly. 

And then the pieces started connecting. This story was sounding oddly familiar. Sue. Rob. Best Friends. Sleeping with his wife. She got pregnant. I knew those names. I had heard those names together. I knew this story.

I suddenly sat up so fast that Rob turned to look at me with a sudden frown on his face. I let go of his hand and curled my knees up to my chin. 

“What?” Rob asked, sitting up beside me. 

This was way too coincidental. I was doing the math, trying to figure out how this could be possible, but I do remember the names. And Rob was 56, which would be the same age… 

“What was your buddy’s name?” I heard my voice quake as I asked. 

There was a brief moment of silence until I heard Rob say beside me the name I was expecting him to say. “Joe.” 

I heard it and reeled. I flung the covers off the bed and stumbled out, hearing Rob’s voice ask me if I was okay. I held my breath as I made my way to the bathroom, and clutched the sink to steady myself. Emotions washed over me, my mind was racing a mile a minute, and my heart was pounding. I caught my reflection in the mirror, noticing I was pale and panting, and naked. Rob appeared naked in the doorway, looking confused and worried.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He stood there not knowing what to do, afraid to come any closer. 

I straightened up, trying my hardest to not let my emotions control me, and looked at him. No wonder I was falling for this guy, I thought to myself. He had always reminded me of Joe. With a big breath in, I asked Rob, “Was it…Joe Donato.” 

Rob’s eyes gave away the answer before his voice confirmed it. “Yes.” We stood there, staring at each other, me panting like a puppy, Rob looking slightly confused with a frown on his face. “Did you know him?” 

I closed my eyes tightly and held onto the counter. “Yes. Joe was the guy I told you about. The guy I fell in love with first. And moved in with him.” 

Rob’s hands went to his hair and he ran his fingers through it. “Wait…” he started at me. “Shit.” He said again, staring at me, standing in the doorway. “You were with him…when he…Holy shit what a small world.” He whispered quietly to himself. He paced across the bathroom, holding his hand in his head.

“You got Sue pregnant, and she left him for you.” I watched Rob moving, his eyes avoiding mine. “And you guys never talked again.” 

Rob stopped and looked at me, nodding. “You lived with him?! We heard that he ended up living with a guy and that he ‘came out’.” Rob motioned air quotes around ‘came out’ and looked at me, sort of frowning. “That was you?!” He scrunched his face. “This is too fucking weird.” Rob moved back into the bedroom, and I heard him opening a drawer. I followed him in and saw that he was slipping on a pair of boxers, so I moved to find my own underwear on the chair in the room. He slammed the drawer shut and moved quickly around the bed, picking up the towels and throwing them into the bathroom in anger.

“Wait, you’re mad at ME?” I asked Rob as he brushed past me. 

Rob moved to the bed and sat down, facing away from me, leaning over onto his knees. I stood behind him, now in my boxer briefs and waited. His voice came out calm and collected. I’m sure his training reinforced his ability to keep his emotions in check when dealing with situations. “I just couldn’t believe that he came out. That he decided to do it, after he told me he never would, and that we couldn’t be together, and he pushed me away.” 

I took a deep breath, remembering the stories that Joe had told me about Rob. “You were his best friend.” I said quietly. 

Rob’s head turned slightly sideways to listen, so I continued. 

“He just couldn’t get over what you did with Sue.” 

“I did it because I wanted to get back at him!” 

“He knew that.” I said so softly I wondered if Rob heard. But his head turned more to me, and I could see his eyes were watery.

“I fucking loved that guy.” Rob said as evenly as he could. He got up, wiped his face and started pacing back and forth in his bedroom. “This is too fucking weird.” He mumbled.

“Tell me about it.” I sat down on the bed and stared ahead as Rob paced on the other side. After all these years, after all the stories I had heard when Joe talked about it, this was Rob. The Rob. “He thought you did it because you hated him.” 

Rob stopped and put his hands on his hips and faced me. “He thought that? That I hated him?” 

I turned to him and gave him a sad smile. “He did.” 

“What else did he tell you?” I could see the cop in him just now, the interrogator, asking questions, demanding answers. I felt compelled to speak. 

This wasn’t easy, talking about Joe. Let alone talking about what Joe had told me about Rob. I took a deep breath for some extra courage. “He told me you were his first. That you guys messed around a lot, although he never told me you were 17 when you started.” My eyes met Rob’s. “And that marrying Sue was the biggest mistake of his life, because of what happened between the two of you.” 

Rob’s face scrunched up to hide his emotions and he shook his head from side to side, letting out a little snort of laughter to cover it up. “Yeah, well, he was right on that one.” Rob let out a big breath and sat down on the bed, his one thick thigh bent as he sat facing me. He took another deep breath and looked at me. 

“What else did he tell you?” His voice was sad, soft. And he averted my eyes. 

I hesitated. Joe hadn’t talked a lot about Rob, but what he did tell me always stuck with me. “He told me he wished that things turned out differently. That he was a chicken shit back then, and didn’t know what he was feeling. But it took you breaking up the marriage for him to realize who he was.” I heard my own voice, echoing Joe’s words, and realized how much I missed him, and how different my life would have been with him. 

Rob picked at the sheets on the bed in silence. 

“And he wished he had the courage to say it to you.” 

Rob’s eyes met mine, and that soft look was back. I could tell he was trying to be macho, and not let it affect him, but it was. He gave me a pretend smile and opened his eyes wide. “Yeah me too.” He said quietly. “I never got to tell him anything.” 

“You know, I should’ve put this together before. You two are actually quite similar.” I sat down on the bed beside him, wondering how this was going to continue. 

“Is that why you said you loved me? Because I remind you of Joe?” There was an edge to his voice which surprised even him I think. 

“What? No!” I said quickly, although I was wondering the same thing myself. 

“I’m sorry,” He said quickly, turning more to me on the bed. “I didn’t mean it like that.” He put his head in his hands and gave a little growl. “Fuck!” he muttered into his hands. 

I moved a little closer to him, and sat next to him, staring at his beefy legs and watching him rub his face before I spoke again. “You are a lot like him, but that’s not why I said it.” His leg was so close to mine I could feel the heat from his body. “I think you are one unbelievably hot man. I think that you and I have a connection already. This connection to Joe, or that shared past, or whatever it is, I think just confirms it.”

Rob lifted his head and his eyes darted around the room, looking everywhere but at me. 

“You do remind me of him – physically. And there’s this…I don’t know…intensity about you that is similar.” I watched him avoid my eyes, and let the silence thicken. “Can I ask…why did you want me to tell you that I loved you?” 

That stopped him and he looked directly at me. His handsome face remained frozen for a moment as he came to realize just why he said it. He let out a breath and licked his lips. “I guess I just wanted to hear a guy say it.” He said quietly. “Because it’s what I’ve always wanted.” He gave me a sad smile, and his eyes filled up again. “Because I thought I was in love with Joe back then. But I knew he didn’t love me back the same way.” He breathed in deeply. “But back then, we were two big brawny guys. We played football. We had girls drooling over us.” He chuckled and looked at his bicep. “Still do!” He looked at me carefully. “And love makes you do stupid things doesn’t it? So I got back at him alright. And regretted it ever since.” 

I could feel mine filling up too. “I know exactly how you feel. I thought I would never have feelings for another guy after Joe. I thought marrying Allie would stop it…but it hasn’t.” I swallowed hard and took a big breath. “I fell in love with another guy, and he moved away. Left me basically because he got scared. And now…” I hesitated again, looking at Rob’s handsome face staring at me hard. “And right now Rob, I’m feeling it again. I’ll be honest. Because you do remind me of Joe, but in a different way. In a way that reminds me this is who I am. And I have to stop feeling ashamed, or running away from it, or scared.” I looked down at the bed sheet and started pulling at it like he did earlier to avoid his gaze, and to try to stop the words that I was thinking. “I shouldn’t be married. This isn’t fair to Allie.” 

Rob let out a long sigh. “I know. Sue and I just sort of live together. We don’t even sleep in the same bed anymore. I think she knows.” Rob said quietly, looking away from me and then changed the subject. “Do you think you and Joe would still be together if….” 

“Yes.” I blurted out without even thinking. “Absolutely.” I smiled through my watery eyes. “But then I also think I wouldn’t have my kids…and knowing them makes it worth while, doesn’t it?” 

Rob nodded. “Yeah, my kids are amazing, even though they aren’t kids anymore!” 

I relaxed and adjusted a bit and could feel Rob’s bare knee touching mine. I shrugged my shoulders. “So I don’t know what to think anymore.” I took a deep breath in. “I used to think so much about what I should or shouldn’t do. What would happen if…? But I’m in my forties now, and maybe it’s time to grow up and be honest. Instead of looking back…and just say what we think instead of hiding it all the time. You know?” 

Rob looked over at me and sat sideways, facing me, his big leg bent at the knee, his large hand resting on his shin as he stared at me. “Yeah. I know.” He smiled weakly. “Joe and I were great friends. And I blew it.” He patted my leg in resignation. “You’re a great guy Brian.” He winked at me. “And Joe was lucky to have found you.” 

I shook my head. “I was the lucky one.” I could feel the sadness envelope me and I looked down again, pushing the memories back like I always did. I got up and went to my pants folded on the chair and dug into my pocket and pulled out my silver watch and brought it around to Rob. “Read the back.” 

Rob took it and turned it over and read it and gave a little “hmph” with a smile. “It’s about time.” 

“Our first Christmas together. Because I came out to my mom to be with him. I was 21.” I gave a little laugh. “And here he is almost twenty years later, reminding me it’s about time again. God I loved him.” 

Rob handed me the watch back and lifted his eyes to mine. He held out his hand. “And I bet he loved you too. Come here.” He pulled me forward, pulling me onto his lap as I slid the watch on and Rob wrapped those big arms around me. I pushed my face into his hard shoulder and wrapped my arms under his pits to hold him as I sat on the bed in between his legs. “Maybe it’s about time for a lot of things little buddy.” 

Rob’s hands moved up and down my back, sending shivers through me as I nuzzled into his neck. We sat in silence for a long time, each one thinking our own thoughts. I could hear his heart beating in his chest, or was it mine? We didn’t say anything for a while. I just sat there on his lap, wrapped in his arms, pressed against his bare chest, letting this big, solid police officer hold me gently. 

His beard felt soft against me as our faces eventually started moving, slowly rubbing against each other. When I turned sideways slightly, my chin moving along his, Rob turned his face to the side and I could feel his lips brushing against my cheek. My lips felt his beard, and then his slightly parted lips met mine and we kissed, lightly at first, until his tongue slid into my mouth and I closed my eyes and got lost in him once again. “Do you think Joe brought us together?” Rob asked quietly. 

I couldn’t help but smile through my tears at Rob, who pulled me into him tighter and held me against his chest as we kissed. He started rubbing my back as I stifled my tears gently, hearing him whispering, “I think he did’ a few times in between our lips smacking.

Rob’s hand then went to the back of my ass, and into my underwear and ran his fingers in between my cheeks, his thick finger finding my hole automatically. He pulled at my underwear roughly, wanting to free me from them suddenly. I straightened up a bit as we kissed, allowing him to practically rip them off me, and moved my legs around him, opening my ass as Rob lifted me up and his finger was replaced quickly as he fished out his cock through the slit in his boxers. Rob pulled his head back long enough to moisten his fingers and rub my hole and his hard cock, before kissing me again and lowering my ass onto his dick yet again. 

I gasped loudly as my tender hole wrapped around his thick shaft as he plunged into me. Rob held me tight in his arms as he let me slide down on him, fully. He straightened his leg on the bed, with his other leg positioned on the floor, holding me on his cock, making sure it was stuffed all the way inside me.

“I just want to fuck you all the time.” He moaned in my ear. “I haven’t been this hard, this many times, in so long.” He said quietly to my ear as his lips kissed my earlobe. “And knowing that Joe loved you, just makes me want you more.” 

I groaned as his hot breath flooded into me, and his big hands cupped my ass and started to lift me up and down. I planted my feet on either side of him and assisted, riding him hard by slamming my ass all the way down to feel his big balls slap me as I leaned my forehead on his and stared deep into his eyes.

“Just keep fucking me.” I moaned as our eyes locked. “All the fucking time then.” 

Rob kissed me hard and helped me ride him deep. There was no slowness to this one. This was pure jackhammering. 

The bouncing sounds of my ass hitting him filled the bedroom, along with the sounds of our sloppy kissing as we increased the intensity. I started moaning and grabbed my cock, not letting Rob’s tongue out of my mouth as my ass took the pounding.

“Yeah cum with me baby.” Rob moaned. 

“Tell me when.” I breathlessly said, fisting my cock furiously as I held onto his neck. 

“Can you feel how hard I am right now?” Rob moaned out. “So fucking hard again.” 

I grabbed his neck and smushed my head against his. “Holy fuck, I love you Rob!” I said suddenly. “I really do! I fucking LOVE you!” 

Rob growled and fucked me harder, slamming me onto his cock at the same time he thrust upwards. “Yeah baby. I love you too.” He said through gritted teeth, his eyes staring at me. “And I’m gonna show you just how much once again.” 

I grinned and jerked faster. “Yeah? Now?” I snarled back at him. 

He nodded, making me nod with him. “Fuck yeah!” He yelled, making me pull on my dick harder. Just the sound of his voice, deep and gruff coming out loud so close to me brought me over the edge as his grip tightened on my ass and he bounced me vigorously. 

I kissed him relentlessly as I started to explode once again, Rob’s voice muffled in my throat as he grunted out what he could of another load and slammed me down on him to expunge it all from him. My ass milked his cock like a vice grip, making him break off our kiss to moan loudly in my face. He was grunting loudly, as if it hurt to cum this time! I stopped jerking my cock and squeezed the last drop out as I sat on him, feeling his cock flexing and throbbing inside me. Rob’s forehead banged against mine in a sweaty mess as his eyes searched for mine. 

“Holy fuck!” He breathed out. “I can’t believe I came again. I’m not even sure there was anything left in me! This is like a world record.” He panted. 

I giggled a bit, and ran my fingers through his hair, staring at him. “You are a powerhouse of a man, that’s for sure.” 

He flopped backwards on the bed, leaving me impaled on his dick sitting on him. “Let’s just hope I don’t have a heart attack!” He said with a loud gasp. I bounced up a bit and held on to his massive pecs as I watched him lay under me. His body was gorgeous, his eyes closed in triumph with a big grin, his arms outstretched like he was nailed to a cross. I leaned over, letting my hands glide across his chest and out his arms to his hands, where he closed his fingers around mine.

“If I retire, can we do this every day?” He sighed, pulling me upwards so I came off his shrinking cock.

I rolled over beside him, letting go of his hand and resting my head on his arm under me. “We can do this everyday until you retire.” I smacked his stomach lightly. “And then every day after if you want.” 

Rob gave a chuckle and flexed his arm under me, making my head rise up on his bicep and get scooped up in his arm. “Hmmm. That sounds like something I could do. And maybe Joe’s right: it’s about fucking time I did.” 

I couldn’t help but smile at that thought. With my head on Rob’s bicep, I closed my eyes and thought of Joe. Maybe it was time. For both Rob and I.