A Man's Warmth

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It was nighttime, about ten o'clock, and Mr. Wilkes was walking towards a bar. The neon lights on top of the bar blinked wildly. The stars showed out tonight. Mr. Wilkes was at the entrance. He scanned inside the bar. It was a crowded Friday night. He saw at least about two hundred people in the rectangular building. To his left, he caught a sexy blonde 19 year old girl. "God damn!," John (Mr Wilkes) said to himself. About two yards to the right of the blonde was his friend, Barry, who was a hunky dark blonde, sitting by himself. Barry was off duty tonight. Barry had no badge, gun, or baton, tonight.

And with that, John (Mr. Wilkes) barged in the bar. He walked towards Barry and said, "Hey man, great to see you!"
"Hey, John! Looking strong as usual!"
"Thanks, man!," the two men playfully patted each other on the backs. Then pushed each other, in a display of machismo.
"A beer, John?," Barry asked.
"Yeah, I have my own money," John said.
"Aww, come on. I haven't seen you in about six months. It'll be my gift. Now, come one!," Barry exclaimed.
"Oh, alright!," John smiled slightly.
"Two beers!," Barry said to the bartender.

A few seconds, the two beers appeared in front of the two strong men. Barry took his and chugged a big gulp. John, on the other hand, took a gulp too. But it wasn't as enthusiastic as his friend's. "So, how has things been going, John?"
John sighed, and then smiled. His white, masculine, teethe, showing towards his best friend.
"Have you heard about the videotape of these two boys in town?"
"Oh,......," John tried to say.
"Man, I feel bad for these two boys. Must be hard being gay, and then being exposed like that," Barry said.
"Oh, I agree 100%," John said.
"I mean, it was wrong of them to have sex in the gym, but whoever taped them, and released that video, is a vicious person."
"I know, only a mean asshole would do something like that," John chugged his beer stronger this time. His hands relaxed.
"Those two kids are gonna be bullied like hell in their school next year."
"Uuhhh, I know one of those two kids," John told Barry.
"Oh, really? Which one?"
"Just the one named James," John lied. He chugged another beer.
"Oh, who am I kidding, John. I know one of them was your kid. I'm so sorry, John!," Barry took a huge gulp of beer.
John collapsed in his spot. His arms crossed in despair. His eyes almost watered.
"I'm not here to judge, John. I like your kid, Billy! I'm not gonna ever talk badly about any of your family, man!," Barry patted John on the back.
John sat back up, "You have no idea how happy I am to hear all this from you. Some of my friends won't even talk to me."
Barry stood up and gave John (Mr. Wilkes) a very firm hug.

The two men felt more comfortable with each other the next ten minutes. And caught up in what happened in both of their lives. There was a second helping of beer, and then they were sitting six beers in. And there was also a lightheartedness to both men after their mouths were used to the words that escaped both of them.
"You know, Barry. I, I, I don't know if I can stand being around James for too long. My cock just sticks up every time around that kid. God damn, his fucking ass!"
"Um, John, you're a little drunk. You might want to quiet down a little," Barry told his friend.
"Sorry, I just haven't had sex in a long time with my wife. God, I'm fucking horny! I think I'm going to jerk off when I get home," John said.
"It's okay. You're lucky I don't think anyone heard you."
John took a big chug of his beer, "I might shower too."
"Yeah, you're drunk, I'm going to have to take you home soon," Barry said.
"You're a great friend, Barry," John slurred his words.
"Hey, you know what? That James kid really turned me on in the video. Damn, he has nice, smooth, legs! I almost jacked off to them after watching the video."
John laid his head down.
Barry suddenly heard a snore. "John, wake up!"
"Huh?," an incoherent John questioned
"That's it, I'm taking you home. You're too out of it," Barry said. And he took John's right arm around the right side of his neck. The two men walked to Barry's truck.

Twenty minutes later, Barry's red truck landed in front of John's garage. "Okay, okay, I'm taking you inside," Barry said.
And Barry took John's left arm around the left side of his neck now. John's body almost felt like Jello around Barry's arms.
"Oh, okay, bud. I need your keys. Can you give them to me to open the door up?," Barry asked.
John unconsciously did it, his eyes empty even when he opened his eyelids.
"Thanks, John," and the two men went inside slowly.
John used Barry as a crutch. Barry helped him towards the long couch. John's friend struggled a little bit to stabilize John to lay down.
Barry walked to the doorway and looked back at his friend, "John, take care of yourself. Good night! Oh, and I'll keep all your secrets you told me! Bye bud!," and like that Barry walked back to his red truck.

John moaned. The keys now in John's pockets. John felt his forehead with his hand, realizing he had a horrible headache. He thought about his son, smiled, and then fell into a full unconscious sleep.

 

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Mr. Wilkes woke up the next morning. His head hurt like hell! "Ugh, oh God!"
His head ascended from the couch below him. His now sat straight up, and the sun was up outside. His head turned to the big clock in the living room, 7:45 AM.
He put his head in both his hands and moaned again.

He got up and slowly made his feet move upstairs. There were times he had to hold the railing, he stabled himself, grounding himself during those times. He was almost on the top stair on this windy Saturday morning. And he finally made it!

He moved forward and stayed close to the white walls. It was the bathroom he was looking for! And about three yards away, a room with the lights on welcomed him in. The door seemed to be left open with a crack. John (Mr. Wilkes) moved forward again. He sometimes rested against the wall for what seemed to be a few seconds. Then his feet picked up and shot forward. He took six more steps, and now he was facing the bathroom door.

There was steam and the sound of water running. His eyes were wide open, and a young man was washing himself in front of him. An 18-year-old James was washing his armpits and his bubble butt was sticking out. John's prick immediately was filled with blood. His erect dick felt stiff and uncomfortably excited. John hurried, as fast as he could, to his room. His feet slower than he liked them to be.

He was laying in his room. His cock was burning. His urethra was seering with hot pre-cum. It felt like lava in his piss slit. His nuts ached and felt like they were going to pop. He unzipped his pants and rocked his right hand, back and forth, it took about two minutes, and then, "AAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

His cum felt like burning lava out of his piss slit. It felt great and burned at the same time. He shot what must have been sixteen shots of semen, some even went to the ceiling. "Oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, GGgooodddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!!!"

And he collapsed, feeling his aching nuts ease. He felt his testicles deflate, and for the first time in days, he could exhale and relax. John put his penis back in his pants and breathed deeply. And a few seconds later, a woman's voice shot from behind the door. "John. John! John! You locked the door."

John hurried to get some tissues that was by the lamp.....

 

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It was Saturday night, and the Mr. Wilkes and his friends were watching football. Barry, his friend, was sitting on the couch. Barry was in a football jersey, red athletic pants, and football cleats. His legs looked toned and beefy.

Mr. Wilkes (John) was in the same colored football jersey. But he wore blue athletic pants, and football cleats. His legs were hairier than Barry's, and they went well with Barry's hunky looking beard.

There were also four other guys. There was Jerome, a dark skinned man, in red pants and also the same football jersey. He had sexy, curly, hair, with beefy, manly, legs. To his right was Brice, a handsome father of two, who looked had the most muscular twenty two inch arms you have ever seen. He had a similar uniform to the other men. His brunette hair was spiky, making his cheeks look very masculine. To his right, there was Luis, a very brown-skinned man. His legs looked so hot in his shorts, and of course, he was also in a jersey, the group uniform.

And last, but not least, was Barry's son, the youngest in the group of men. He was 22 years old, and looked almost like his father. He was very vascular and had a well built torso. He was also in the same blue jersey all the men were wearing. His legs looked like that of a what a person would think a 22 year old football player's legs would look like. His young, muscular, calves, showed themselves in front of James' face.

The young James took in the scene of the men watching football as he washed the dishes. He was yards away, but their yelling and macho voices didn't help bring down the erection in his pants. His fingers scrubbed the stubborn crumbs from the plates. The six men, including John, ate spaghetti with garlic bread. Some of the food stuck to the dirty plates. "Ugh!"

It seemed that after James said, 'Ugh', Barry seemed to look up at James. Barry's dark blonde hair stuck out in the dark a bit. Barry's biceps were hard from years of weight lifting. His eyes landed on the young 18 year old James. And then Barry chugged down a little beer. James' eyes lusted over the older man's bulking arms.

Barry chugged down the rest of the beer and stood up. He walked towards the kitchen. James had only two dishes left to scrub and rinse. A few seconds later Barry spoke to James, "Hey, do you know where the beer is? I would like a new one, please?"

James eyed the handsome stud. "Uh, uh, it's in the garage. I'll get it for you," James looked quickly at Barry's penetrating eyes.
And James opened a door and walked away. Barry followed. The two male's footsteps walked towards the fridge in the cold, shadowy, garage. James opened the refrigerator door, "Hey, you didn't have to follow me, you know that, right?"
"A sweet, creamy, young, boy, like you, shouldn't be walking in a dark place alone! I just feel like protecting you, that's all," Barry said.
"How do I know that I can trust you?," James asked.
"I'm a police officer. I mean, it's my job!"
"So? You could be a corrupt person, officer, or not. And plus, I can take care of myself quite well, thank you!"
"I'm sure you can. It's just, that video of yours. Those lips. I can't get those images out of my mind."
"What video? I don't know what you're talking about."
"That video of you, and John's boy together. The viral video online. I've watched it."
"Oh, please, I don't want to talk about that."
Barry walked towards James. He carried James by the neck collar, then positioned him like a baby, in his arms. James was against the wall. "I'm not done with you, yet, boy!"
"Please. Please, don't hurt me!," James begged.
Barry had James against a wall, both his muscular arms surrounding the 18 year old tart, "Please, just let me taste those lips. Just those God damn sweet lips! I nutted to your video once! I bet you're tight as I think you are!"
James opened his mouth, and Barry inserted his masculine tongue down the young boys' mouth. James was now fully hard.
"Fuck, you taste so good. Your mouth tastes so good!"
"Please, aren't you married?," James pushed his small forearms against Barry.
"I haven't came for at least two years. I think my wife is bored of me!" And the both had their mouths tonguing each other a second later.

"Please blow me! I need to nut! I need to have some release. My wife, she doesn't do blowjobs. She's also tired after a day at work. She never lets me break her in! Please, James!"
"I wanna see how big your dick is, first! You have to be at least five inches, I won't blow a guy under five inches! Okay, unless he's really cute, I would! But he would have to be really hot!"
And Barry's cock was out in what felt like just less than twenty seconds. His cock was fully erect, all ten inches of it.
"Okay, but not now, I have to finish the dishes, and do other stuff too," James said.
"God damn it, just put your mouth over it! I want!"
And James did put his mouth over it. Barry moaned controlled moans. James sucked for about ten minutes. His eyes watched the kitchen door anxiously. James got up. He got behind Barry, and gave Barry a hand job.

Up and down, up and down, up and down, up and down, until....."Oh Ggooood, I'm gonna sperm! I'm gonna ssssssssssspppppppeeerrrmmm!"
But James' hand got off the older man's cock.
The older man was still thrusting his hips. "What the fuck was that? I was gonna shoot! You asshole!"
"I'm just having fun with you, Barry. I promise I'll let you cum one day."
Barry zipped his pants back up and backed James up against the wall again. His hands were on James' shirt collar, "You fucking tease! You slut! You God damn pop tart! You fucking cherry!"
"Please, I was just joking around," James said innocently.
"I'm gonna show you who's the law, and who's in charge here, you hear? You don't do that to an officer of the law!," Barry's cock was still at full attention, it had a life of its own.
And a third voice said, "What's going on?"

 

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I want to hear what you guys have to say about the last two three chapters, or so. I'm just curious. I know my grammar can be bad, I write freely. I'm not writing a book.....yet.

 

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"It's nothing, man. I was just talking with your boy's friend, here," Barry said.
"I heard you yelling and possibly harassing him," Mr Wilkes (John) said.
"I was just teasing him a little too much," James responded.
"Huh," John said, there was a skeptical tone in his voice.
"Well, you two resolve things. And Barry, if I see you doing anything strange to James, I will have to politely ask you to leave."
"Well said," Barry replied.
"See ya," James waved innocently. And John just jogged out of the garage.

A few moments later, Barry told James, "Let's go upstairs. You can give me a blowjob up there."
"I, I, I,.....okay," James said quietly. There was a smile on his face as he said this.

And they were in the upstairs bathroom. Officer Barry had his pants pulled down, and the door
was locked. He moaned, "Oh yeah, slide those heart shaped lips up and down my jizz pole!"
James could taste the sweat from Barry's cock. He could also smell Barry's musky testicles. They were throbbing, in and out, in his pouch.
"Awww, God, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna squirt! Don't stop, you hear me? Take my cum you harlot!!!" And that's just what James did.
Barry must have shot sixteen squirts worth of cum. And poor little James tasted all of it, all of the semen and gravy squirted in his baby face.

James swallowed all the semen. It tasted, to him, like really vanilla yogurt. But it was the semen of a muscular, hunky, police officer. So, it also partly tasted like syrup, honey, and/or gravy! James came too, he shot fourteen shots of cum on the floor, "UUhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Barry kissed James. The two kissed as James felt Officer Barry's bulging biceps. "Are you still mad at me for not letting you cum about half an hour ago?"
"No, I'm good. I was just horny as hell. Sorry, I was an asshole to you, I was just about to bust and then you teased me, and I went crazy," Barry kissed him again.
"Actually, it was very sexy how angry, aggressive, cocky, and macho you were. That was exactly the response I was hoping for."
"I gotta go. My wife is waiting for me at home," and Barry tongued him one last time.
"But I want to be your wife, now," James said in a honeyed voice.
"You have no idea how much I would love that," and he unlocked the bathroom door. He checked outside on both sides and then jumped away from the door frame. "Have a good night, James."

"You too!"

Officer Barry had images of what he thought was James' asshole in his head. His thoughts drifted to James' creamy and soft legs. His cock stirred again, "God damn it," he whispered.

 

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"Did he hurt you?," John asked.
"No, no, Officer Barry didn't do anything to hurt me," James confessed.
"Because if he did...," John (Mr. Wilkes) said.
"No, I'm being honest. He didn't do anything I didn't want him to do," James said firmly.
John came close to James, he put his firm hand on James' right shoulder, "I can't take it anymore, James. The thought of some man putting
himself in you before I do, just drives me bonkers!"
"He didn't do what you're insinuating he did. He didn't put his penis in me, I just sucked his manhood, that's all."
John's head just laid on the 18-year-old's shoulder, "Then I need to make sex with you now."
"What? But you have a wife!," James said.
"So did Barry," John said.
"Yeah, but I care about you more. I just met Barry. I mean, I like him, and all, but we just met," James looked at John.
"I just need to know that I put my seeds into you first. You're mine, James," John (Mr. Wilkes) uttered.
"I'm not your property, Mr. Wilkes! What is with you men and trying to own me, and control me?!," James said, a little louder than intended.
"Sshhhhh, James. The neighbors might hear you."
"Well, I don't want to be some man's property," James said. But his penis became erect of the thought of being owned by another man, like a lamp, or a cabinet.
"But you belong to me, James. I need to mark you, put my seeds into you," and he kissed James' neck.
"I mean, I like you, Mr Wilkes. But I can do things on my own, gahhh.....," and James melted in Mr. Wilkes' arms. He could feel John's warm, manly, lips, sucking on his neck.
"Just, let me do this......," Mr. Wilkes whispered. And he continued sucking and blowing on James' neck. His rock hard biceps protected James, in a fatherly embrace. His testicles warm from excitement, his penis filling up with sweet blood.

James put his hand on his cock. He rocked his palm back and forth. He had half an erection.
John's tongue was now down James' throat. James could smell some of the beer John had gulped up hours ago. James was now fully erect. They both mouth fucked for a good ten minutes. That is until John unbuttoned his football jersey, exposing an extremely hairy chest. James could see his firm pecs behind all the hair. He could see the sensitive nipples sticking out.
James could feel Mr. Wilkes' twelve inch penis, fully erect, and in heat, rubbing up against his right bottom. James started kissing and sucking on John's chest. He sniffed in all the musk and hairiness of the older man.
John rubbed his cock through his sports pants. The two males continued their embrace. James appreciated John's hairy pecs, taking in the firm texture of masculinity of John's torso. He licked his tongue, tracing the tip around John's six pack abdominals. John rubbed James' asshole through his pants. He also sniffed the young man's armpits. He teased the young James' nipples, causing James to moan at times.

They continued to kiss. Five minutes later, John mounted the skinny boy against the wall. His erect dick sticking up in anticipation. His cockhead red and pulsing. "You're mine, James, I need to mark you as my property."
James didn't fight, or say anything. He just laid there as John inserted his mushroom head, and the first three inches in him. "Uuhhhhhh," James moaned quietly.
"You okay? I don't want to hurt you, at least not too much," John asked.
"No, I'm okay," James gave John a thumbs up.
John went in deeper. He must have been seven inches in now. "Aahhhhh, dear God, you're so tight and warm!," John moaned.
James felt full. Mr. Wilkes' dick hurt being inside him, but it would hurt more soon. John moved out of his dick, a bit too fast. "Aahhhhhhhh," James moaned in pain.
"I'm so sorry, am I going too fast?," John asked.
"A little bit, but it kinda feels good too," James said.
John inserted himself in again, this time even deeper. He was about eight inches in this time. James moaned loadly. John covered the boy's mouth up. "Sshhhhhhhhhhhh, be quiet!"
John took himself out of James. He stared at the boy's fully erect dick. This excited John, and he impulsively inserted himself in even deeper this time. A little too fast. Eleven inches of him.
"AAaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!," James screamed. Again, John covered James mouth. His scream was now a muffle.
John didn't care anymore. He needed to get off. He inserted himself in and out of James fast. James tried to scream again, but this time John covered the boy's mouth right on time. John bit the young man's neck out of horniness.
He took himself out of James. He looked at James' fully erect cock. James masturbated himself, precum was leaking out like crazy.

John fucked James like a horse, all twelve inches of him feeling the young man's warm and tight hole. James sniffed both John's armpits, inhaling the manscent of sweat and frustration.
John was at full speed now, mounting the young man. To James, John looked like a horse mounting his mare, fucking her!
John plowed the young man and after a dozen more times impaling the young man, he squirted his seeds inside the young boy, marking his property, his territory, his lady boy. "UUUuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!," John screamed as he kissed the young man. His scream sounded like a muffle, though, inside the young boy's mouth.
James started leaking precum again, but this time he squirted a few yards to the side of the two of them. He squirted a good thirteen shots. And the two of them slowly became flaccid. John tongued the young James, James returned the favor.

The two males just laid against the wall, and relaxed. John was breathing heavily. James was so relaxed, he almost fell out of consciousness.
John kissed his son's friend, his lady boy, "I'm sorry, I hope I didn't hurt you James. I was just doing what I knew how."
"It's okay, I liked how it hurt a little bit," James kissed John back.
"And James, I didn't mean that whole thing about owning you, putting my seed in you, you 'being mine'. I was just really horny. I guess men can act like dicks, or like cavemen, when we're all horned up!"
"I honestly thought you were serious! Thank God. I don't want any man owning me!," James said.
John took a tissue from the nightstand and wiped some of his cum from the floor.

 

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James walked towards the door. He pushed the bell and out appeared Barry, in his police uniform. "What are you doing here? My wife is coming home in two hours!"
"Please, I just want to talk," James said.
"Listen, I really like you. You know that? That night was amazing. But I was also kinda drunk and really horny."
"Are you still horny, Officer Barry?," James asked, in a feminine voice.
"You don't talk to me that way, you little brat!," Officer Barry said. "You come in my house if you have anything to say!"

And they sat in the living room together. Officer Barry just sat and stared at James. James had rolled up his shorts, and all Officer Barry could do was gawk at James' creamy thighs. "Do you like what you see, Barry?"
"It's Officer Barry, to you, thank you!," Barry walked steadily towards the young 18 year old boy.
"Come on, I'll let you touch any way you want," James said.
Officer Barry was now fully erect. The blood from his penis made his crotch feel uncomfortable. He kissed James on the neck. His hands rubbed the young man's thighs, both hands heading towards James' butt cheeks. "You have such a nice ass for a skinny little brat," Barry said.
Barry rubbed his crotch now with one had.
"I want to see you pop your nut in your uniform!," James said in a sultry voice.
"Anything you want, bud. Jesus, just looking at your ass gets my blood going. You know that?," Officer Barry aggressively jacked off his meat.
James looked at Officer Barry. For a moment, Barry reminded James of a 12 year old kid, just discovering his first booby magazine, jerking off! Officer Barry almost looked innocent, boyish, somehow.
James kissed Barry in the neck, sucking on his earlobes at times too. "Come on, just imagine I'm a woman kissing your neck."
"I'm not sure I have to imagine anything, anymore," Officer Barry said, his cock head now red and throbbing.
James brought both of his thumbs to Barry's testicles. He messaged both thumbs with just enough pressure on both testicles. He did this while biting Officer Barry's neck, just with enough pressure on his neck. "Yeah, I'm just getting your little swimmers ready to pop and explode!," James whispered.
Officer Barry kept beating his meat, and he could take it anymore, he felt his 'little swimmers' squeezing up his urethra, "AAaaaarrrrrrgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhh!!!!! It burns so good! Fucking God! Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
"Yeah, empty those nuts. Get them good and empty before you leave for work. Empty them so that you don't have to get stiff staring at some hot slut in fish nets," James whispered in Barry's ear. He even bit Officer Barry's neck, sucking on it, gnawing on it.
"AAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!," what must have been a minute and a half past. And about twenty four shots of sperm shot on the living room table. Some splattered on the couches, some on the floor, and some went nowhere that could be seen with the human eye.

James got up. He ran to the kitchen and grabbed paper towels. The two males cleaned up the living room. They finished the whole living room.
A few seconds later Officer Barry said, "I, I, I can't have sex with you anymore, James. It's just not right! I, I have a wife. I have kids.
"Let me wipe your taliwhacker clean, Officer Barry, please?," James pleaded with Officer Barry. He held a towel in his hand.
"God damn it! That's what I'm talking about! Every time I get close to you, you say things like that, then I can't....."
"Can't stop being stiff?," James said.
"I can't stay faithful," Officer Barry zipped up his pants. His piece of meat now hidden from James.
"I want you to fuck me, Barry. Just put your penis in me!"
"James, no. I don't want to have sex with you again. Please!"
James got close to Officer Barry and then kissed his lips.
"James, no! Enough! I like you, but we can only be friends!"
"That was a goodbye kiss, Barry. I like you a lot!"
"Oh," Barry said.

Barry kissed James one last time. They tongued for about two minutes. And then James left.
He drove away. He knew it was best they never touched each other again.

 

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My partner found this and says bump.

 

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My partner found this and says bump.

Say thank you for your partner, for me! And thank you to you too!
What part of the story do you like, so far? And you partner?

 

[Autolycus]

The latest chapter is so hot! What if the wife had walked in? Phew!

 

[OSUfan130]

Very hot story! Love me some hairy, muscled, manly men.

 

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Say thank you for your partner, for me! And thank you to you too!
What part of the story do you like, so far? And you partner?

We both have a crush on James.

 

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Mr. Wilkes knocked on Officer Barry's door.
"I'm coming, give me a second!," a man's voice said behind the door.
John just stood and relaxed.
A few seconds went by and John knocked on the door again. A few seconds later, footsteps
came towards John. "I'm coming, I'm here!"
And then the door swung open. Barry's face appeared. "John, what in good hell are you doing here?"
"I just need to talk to you."
"Oh, okay. I'm going to go to the kitchen and get a Coke. You want one?," Barry asked.
"Sure, why not."
"Just have a seat right there," Barry responded.
John did have a seat. His bottom right on the armchair.

A minute and a half later, Barry appeared with two cold Coke cans in his hands. "So, what is it you want to talk about, bud?"
"Oh, nothing. Just about James and you," John said, his tone was friendly and understanding, though.
"Well, no offense, John, but why would I care too much about some High school kid?," Barry questioned.
"I think you do care about him, at least his body."
"What? What the hell are you talking about?," Barry took a sip from his Coke can.
"I know you two had sex, Barry. I'm not stupid. I'm sure you made him suck you, slurp up all that man batter!"
"Okay, okay, we jacked each other off, and he sucked me off! But we haven't screwed yet, okay?"
"You haven't? Or are you just playing with me?," John's voice now was angry, his tone seething.
"Well, I'm honest enough to tell you what we both did together. What makes you think I'm lying about not fucking the little tart?"
"You shut the fuck up! You don't call him that! He's just a little kid," John said, standing up.
"My point is, I haven't fucked him yet! Are you happy?"
"No, I don't want your dick near his face again! He's mine, you hear me, man? I own him!"
"You're in my house, John! Keep that in mind!," Barry's face was only a few inches from John's.
John pounced on Barry. His hands on Barry's neck. "John, what the fu.....?"
"You don't get to put your dick in my James' mouth, you hear me?," John continued strangling Barry.
Barry punched John in the face, "Ugh!!!"
John dropped to the ground, holding his face with one hand. "Awwwww, fuck. That bruised, man!!!"
John got up again, standing.
"Stay away from me, man. I'm not sure we can be friends, anymore!," Barry yelled.
John tried to swing his knuckles back towards Barry's face. Barry ducked.
"Fuck you, man!," John yelled.
"I'm arresting you, for assaulting an officer! You hear me?"
Barry got out his handcuffs. John's arms were cuffed, both hands behind his back.
"I love James, Barry. You can't have him!"
"I love him, too, man. But he's 18 years old. According to the law, he's legal, fresh meat. And God, his dick tastes good. His ass is so warm; I bet his hole is tight and tarty, too! His stomach is tight, and his pecs are fat and puffed out!"
"You're an ass. You're rubbing it all in my face!," John said.
"Sure as hell, I am. His lips tastes so fucking good! God, those sweet, heart shaped lips. I could jack off to them all day! His nipples are so tender!"
"Fuck you!"
"I'm sorry, John. I'm going to have to arrest you. Take you to the police station! To be quite honest too, I think you're a bit jealous of me and James. Maybe you feel he likes me more than you!"
"I am not jealous, or envious!"
"Anything to help you sleep at night," and John was now against the police car.

 

[88Jockstraps]

Officer Barry?

Here is John (Mr. Wilkes).

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