Firefighting Brotherhood

[firejock]

Firefighting Brotherhood
Part 1, Firefighter's First Day
By: FireJock​

Authors Note: This story is a work of fiction. I am a firefighter/paramedic. The characters portrayed are based loosely on fellow firefighters and paramedics I have worked with over the years. The names have been changed to protect the "closeted".

This is my first shot at writing an erotic story. Please let me know if you like it.





My name is Jeff and I am a Lieutenant with a very large fire department. I have been a firefighter/paramedic for ten years now. I don't really consider myself to be in great shape, but I do work out three days a week to stay in shape for the job. I am 6'3", 255lbs, with light brown hair and honey brown eyes. I have had a mustache since I was 16 years old.
And yes, I am gay.


I joined the department when I was 18 as a probationary firefighter. I worked in several different stations in the following years. Then my father, a captain in the department said that I should take the lieutenants exam. I did, and I was promoted to lieutenant and transferred to a small single engine company. A year ago, I was transferred to the station that I am at now. A very busy station that houses an engine, a truck, a specialized rescue unit, and two paramedic ambulances.

I walked into the firehouse around 6:30 going straight to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. I passed John on the way into the kitchen and nodded a good morning. He looked like he was ready to go home after a hard night. I got my coffee and walked upstairs to my office.

I greeted the Lieutenant I was relieving and asked him about the night. He said it had been busy with a lot of false alarms, one car accident, and one house fire. I told him to go home and try to get some sleep. I settled in at my desk and started to write out my morning line-up report when he stuck his head back in the door and told me that the office had called yesterday and said that I would have a probationary firefighter starting at my station today and chuckled on his way out. "Great, just what I needed" I thought, "a probie firefighter who has no clue what firefighting is all about, or what goes on at our fire station".

"Well", I thought, "It's going to be a long 24 hours". I got up from the desk and walked over to the locker-room to say good morning to my crew. Some of the older guys were already there. I knew the younger guys would not be in until almost 7:00. They almost never showed up early for their shifts. I said good morning to Dave and Charlie, two of our best firefighters. They were both changing into their uniforms. Dave is a very athletic and damn hot for a man who is almost 50 years old. So, of course, I stared at the sizeable bulge in his tighty whities as he was putting his uniform pants on. Charlie is the typical straight married urban man, about 35 years old with a little bit of a beer belly, nothing bad, but a little extra bulge above the belt. I said good morning and walked downstairs.

I walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table. The station seemed almost empty, everybody was either at the door waiting to leave, or in the locker-room getting ready for his or her shift. I started to walk to the watch room when the intercom buzzed "Lou, there’s some FNG here to see you" For those of you who don’t know, Lieutenants in our station are called "Lou" and "FNG" stands for "Fuckin New Guy". I walked to the watch room and I almost dropped my coffee. Standing before me was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. A beautiful specimen of rugged manhood with closely cropped blonde hair, ice blue eyes, and a smile to die for. I quickly regained my composure and introduced myself. He grasped my hand and said "Good morning sir, Probationary Firefighter Brad Hannigan reporting for duty sir." "Good to meet you," I said, "I will show you to your locker and introduce you to the rest of the guys."

Brad followed me upstairs and put his bag into his locker. He was already dressed in his uniform, so he followed me back downstairs to the kitchen. By now, all of the guys had gotten there and I introduced Brad to them. The normal handshakes and hellos followed. I told Brad that he was assigned to the engine with me and he was to stay right beside me today. Brad and the guys went into the lounge to sit down so the guys could get to know him better. I went back to my office and started back to my paperwork. I had been working only about 5 minutes when the alarm went off in the station.
"Station 13, Engine 12, Engine 4, Truck 6, Rescue 1, Battalion 2 Respond, and 119 East Main Street for a reported house fire, smoke in the structure."

I ran out of the office and jumped onto the pole, sliding down into the engine room. I quickly put my fire gear on and noticed that Brad already had his gear on and was sitting in the engine waiting. I jumped into the officers seat of the engine and grabbed the radio "Engine 17 Lieutenant 2, responding,"
I yelled over the siren. "Lieutenant 2, 119 East Main Street caller reported smoke on the second floor, the building is evacuated." "Lieutenant 2 OK" I shouted.

We pulled up and there was smoke coming from the eves of the roof. I quickly told the dispatcher that we had smoke showing and to have the truck get to the roof and ventilate. I grabbed Brad and told him to stick with me. Dave had already grabbed a hose off the engine and we followed him inside the house. Nothing but smoke on the first floor, but once we got upstairs it was a completely new ballgame. All you could see was fire coming down the hall towards you. "Are you OK?" I asked Brad. "Yeah sir, this is great" he replied. I remember thinking, this kid is either going to make a great fireman, or he is nuts.
Well, we worked hard, and put the fire out. On the ride back to the station, I was relaxing in the front of the engine and said, "I can't wait to get back and jump in a nice hot shower. I heard Dave grunt in agreement and a rousing "Hell Yeah" from Brad.

Once we were in the station I went straight upstairs and started stripping out of my uniform. Being in the firehouse, most of us are not shy, and do not care about walking around the station either half-nude or completely bare assed naked. I stripped down to my boxers and started walking to the shower in time to hear the alarm going off again. "Station 9, Engine 3, Engine 2, Truck 13, Rescue 2, Battalion 5 Respond." That was all I heard. The truck and the rescue were dispatched, but not the engine, so I could have my hot shower.

Now our station has three shower rooms, one small male shower room on the first floor, a large female shower room on the first floor, and a large male shower room on the second floor. Dave had decided to shower in the downstairs shower. I walked into the shower and turned one of the showerheads on. Now this large group shower was built to accommodate up to 12 guys at a time. It is completely enclosed on all four sides by walls, but there are no partitions in the shower itself. The room started to fill with steam and I was in complete heaven standing there naked under the hot spray of water when I heard a voice. "Do you mind if I come in?" It was Brad, standing just outside of the doorway, not even sticking his head inside. "Come on in, the water feels great." I shouted. He laughed and walked into the shower. Usually when there is more than one person showering at the same time, they are normally in two very different parts of the shower room. Brad walked up to a showerhead that was just two down from mine. I thought that was unusual, but I did not say anything, after all it was his first day.

I was enjoying the feeling of the water, and did not want to hurry through the shower, so I started to wash my upper body slowly. I was enjoying the water and enjoying the feeling of the washcloth rubbing over my chest and let out a small moan. " Wow, you are really well defined." I snapped my head up and Brad was standing right next to me. I was caught off guard and he must have seen it on my face. "I'm sorry, I did not mean to startle you," Brad said and he started to walk back to his showerhead. "It's OK, you just caught me off guard. I forgot you were in here with me." I said. Brad laughed. "Do you really think I am well defined?" "Hell yeah" Brad said, "I work out all the time and I see people that have bodies like yours at the gym, always working out and lifting weights." I laughed, "I work out 3 times a week, here in the station, just to keep in shape for the job, but I never really thought I was well defined." Brad whistled, "Yeah, you are I wish I could build up like that, but I have always had this swimmers build."

Brad finished his shower and walked out of the shower room, I took a nice long look at his ass as he walked out. That was the most beautiful bubble butt I had ever seen it seemed like he was flaunting it when he walked out. I finished my shower and walked into the locker-room. Brad was sitting there in his boxer briefs. I walked past him and stole a quick glance at his crotch. "Not too bad" I thought to myself. I walked to my locker and started drying off. I had just put my boxers on when I noticed Brad was standing next to me again.

"Lou, can I ask you a question?" "Sure," I said. "When we were in the academy we heard stories about this station and about you. One of my instructors said that he worked with you and that if I wanted to become a great firefighter that I should try to get assigned to your station." I laughed, "yep, B trick at the fightin' 13 house is the best shift in the department." He had a puzzled look on his face and he started to speak again. "Lou, he told me that you would understand my little problem." Now I was puzzled, what in the hell could this kid be talking about?

"Lou, are you really gay?" Again, I laughed, "Yes I am, and damn proud of it."

"I am too, Lou, but I am afraid to let the other guys find out."

"Don't worry about them, if you want to tell them, go ahead they will not think anything different of you, if you don’t want to tell them, you don’t have too." I reached over and grabbed his shoulder, and he almost started to cry. "I was afraid to talk to you about it, I was not sure if the stories were true or not." I pulled him into my arms and hugged him as he openly sobbed on my shoulder. "It's OK, everything is going to be fine, I will help you tell the guys if you want me too, and I will be here if you just need to talk."

"Thanks Lou," Brad sighed

Brad started to pull himself together and raised his head off my shoulder. He looked into my eyes and I saw fear in his eyes. "When we are around the guys, call me Lou, but when it is just the two of us, you can call me Jeff." He smiled and the fear was gone from his eyes. Before I knew what was happening, he leaned in and kissed me. I felt a spark of electricity travel from his lips to mine and the whole way down my body to my now aching cock.

"Damn, when did that get hard?" I thought. I was very entranced by this man who was now kissing me very passionately. I pulled him in closer to me and noticed that there was a nice hard bulge pressing into my thigh. "I can't do this." I thought to myself, but my body had taken over and I was kissing and running my hands all over this gorgeous man.

"Wow, talk about sucking up to the Lou." I snapped my head around and there was Dave standing in the door to the shower room smirking. "Fuck off" I yelled as Dave walked in to his locker. Brad had run back to his locker and was trying to hide behind the small door. "Brad, come away from your locker, it's alright." I said. Brad just stuck his head above the door and did not move. I started to walk over toward him and he closed his locker door. He was now staring at me in horror. As I walked past Dave, I reached over and grabbed a nice handful of his tight ass and said "It's OK, Dave here understands that things go on in this station, and when his wife is not giving him what he needs at home he has been known to get a helping hand, or tongue from the Lou. Isn’t that right Dave?"

"Who, Me?" Dave protested, laughing. "You better believe it rookie, our Lou is one of the best cocksuckers I have ever known."

Brad walked over to Dave and me and just stared at us. "Well, I guess the cat is already part way out of the bag Brad," I said. "Yeah" was all he could say. I finished dressing and walked down to the kitchen, I definitely needed more coffee. Brad walked in and sat down. "Coffee?" I asked, he only shook his head no. "Listen Brad, all of the guys here know that I am gay and they are all fine with it. I have fooled around with a couple of them and they know that I am not going to say anything to anyone about what happens in this station, and neither are they. Dave is not going to tell anyone about what he saw, it's OK."

"Are you sure Jeff?" Brad asked.

"Yes, you don’t need to worry.

"I am sorry Jeff, I should not have kissed you, It was wrong, and you are my lieutenant." Brad said.

"Brad, you are the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, and I knew it was wrong for us to kiss, and for me to start feeling you up the way I did, but I could not help myself. I think you are beautiful and you know the reaction that my cock had to you. I could feel yours pressing against my thigh. I don't know how you feel about it, but I would like to be able to take you out for dinner."

"Jeff, I would love to go out to dinner with you. Yes, I was really getting turned on in the locker-room and I would like things to go a lot farther than they did."

"Good, tomorrow night, 7:00, dinner, I will pick you up." I said

The rest of the shift seemed to take forever. When our relief showed up, I went upstairs and grabbed my bag out of my locker. I noticed that Brad was getting his bag ready to leave as well. I walked out of the locker-room and into the small dark training room. When Brad walked by, I grabbed him by the arm and pulled him inside. Just as he was about to yell, I covered his mouth with mine. He parted his lips giving my tongue complete access to his eager mouth. I ran my hands down his back and grabbed hold of that beautiful ass. I felt his hand slide down my chest and stomach. He rubbed around my naval and I felt his hand slowly move down my thigh and then up to my aching cock. He started rubbing me through the fabric of my uniform pants. I slowly moved one hand around and started rubbing his cock. I had not felt this way in a very long time. I knew that if we did not stop now, we would end up naked and fucking in the training room, so I whispered in his ear that I would meet him tonight and we could finish this then. He agreed and told me to meet him outside of his apartment building.

I spent most of the day getting myself ready for the night out. AT 6:30, I left my house and headed for Brad's apartment building. When I pulled up, he was sitting outside on the front steps. He got into my truck and we drove away. I looked over and told him how nice he looked. "Where are we going for dinner sexy?" Brad asked. "Well, I have a little surprise for you." I said. We drove for about an hour and finally pulled up in front of a beautiful old Victorian style home on the beach. "Wow, this place is beautiful." Brad said. "Yeah, this is my parent’s vacation place, I told them I needed it for the next couple of days."

We walked inside and I told him we had reservations for a late dinner at a local restaurant. I showed him around and we walked out onto the beach. I showed him my favorite spot for sunbathing nude. Then we walked back to my truck and we left for dinner. We had a great time at dinner and then headed back to the beach house.

We walked out onto the beach and sat down by the crashing waves. We talked for a long time. Finally, I leaned over and kissed him. I felt the heat of his body next to mine and his tongue slide between my lips. I reached down, started unbuttoning his shirt, and slowly moved it off of his shoulders. He had a wonderful swimmers build, 6 foot tall,195 pounds, with that blonde hair, and perfect ice blue eyes. His skin felt warm and smooth under my hands and I knew I had to have him. I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anything before. He pulled my shirt over my head and started kissing my chest and nibbling my nipples. I was totally lost in the amazing feelings that were coming in waves over my body. He kissed and licked down my stomach and then down my trail to the waist of my jeans. This guy really knew what he was doing. He started rubbing my cock through my jeans and I thought I was going to lose control and cum right there.

I knew I had to regain control, so I lifted him up and laid him down on his back in the sand. I started doing the same things to him that he had done to me. I slowly unbuttoned his jeans and he raised his hips so that I could take them off. I slid them off and started licking and sucking on his hard cock through his boxer briefs. I could feel it twitch and hear him moan. I quickly pulled his underwear off and started licking and kissing my way up his inner thighs. He was squirming around and moaning so loudly. I licked around his balls and sucked them into my mouth one at a time. I licked up and down his shaft slowly, enjoying the feeling of his heat on my tongue and the taste of him on my lips. I kissed the head and opened my lips to allow him to enter my mouth. I very slowly took just the head into my mouth and could taste the sweet pre-cum. I started to move my way down his shaft, allowing more of his rock hard cock to enter my mouth. As I felt my nose enter the perfectly trimmed blonde bush, I heard him groan and felt him shudder. I started moving my head up and down feeling his 8 inches move in and out of my mouth. He was still squirming around, moaning, and groaning. "Dave was right, you are definitely the best cocksucker I have ever met." Brad moaned. I would have said something, but I did not want to let him out of my mouth. I kept moving up and down on his hard shaft and deepthroating him every couple of down strokes.

I felt him grab the back of my head and move his hands down to my shoulders. He started pulling me up toward him. I moved up and started kissing him hungrily. Now it was his turn to be forceful. He pushed me back into the sand and started kissing me heavily. He unbuttoned my jeans now and pulled my jeans and boxers off with one quick move. My 7.5 inches sprung up and slapped my belly. Brad started licking and kissing all over my cock. I felt him take me the whole way into his mouth with one move. I was in heaven, enjoying everything about this man. He was sucking and licking, making me feel wonderful. He slowly moved his head up letting my cock slip out of his mouth and he moved up to my ear. He started licking and nibbling on my ear. "I want you to make love to me, I want to feel you inside of me. I want you to show me how you work your fire hose," Brad whispered in my ear, driving me crazy. I sat up and he lay down on his belly. I started kissing my way up the back of his thighs now. I looked up and saw that great bubble butt and I could not help myself. I dove between those cheeks, licking around that sweet little pucker and finally driving my tongue into the warm hole. I drilled my tongue in and out of his hole driving us both wild with passion. "Please, I want to feel you inside of me, please" I heard him moan.

I moved up and grabbed a condom and a small tube of lube out of my jeans. I squeezed some lub out onto his hot little hole and started fingering him, first with one finger and then adding another. I quickly put the condom on and spread lub over my latex coated cock. I moved over him and put my head against that pucker. I felt him tense, and then relax. I started to steadily push into him and felt my head pop inside of him. He tensed again so I stopped. After a few seconds, I felt him relax and I started pushing again. I slowly worked in and out, inch by inch, until I was buried deep inside of him and felt my pubes crush against that bubble butt. I knew I was balls deep inside of him. I wanted to let the animal lust that I was feeling take over and fuck him hard. I wanted to feel my cock pounding into his ass, but I also wanted this to be special. I lay down on top of him and whispered in his ear. "Do you know how hot you have me right now? I want to fuck you like an animal and feel the heat of our passion, but I want to make love to you, I want this to last forever."

I slowly made love to this angel. I could feel my hard cock sliding in and out and I could feel his ass muscles tightening and clenching down on me. It was almost too much to bear. I started kissing and biting the back of his neck and ears. He was going wild, driving himself back onto my throbbing cock. I was loving every minute of this intense session, but I wanted to see his face. I wanted to look in his eyes. "I want to see your beautiful face baby," I whispered to him.

I pulled myself out of him and he turned over pulling his knees up to his chest. I entered him again and started the same slow thrusting. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I was going to explode. His sweet little tight ass was expertly working my aching cock and I couldn’t take much more. "Yeah baby, fuck my ass, fuck me harder" he started moaning. "You are gonna make me cum" I panted. "Yeah baby, cum in my ass, I want to feel you throb inside of me." Soon I was feeling that tingling sensation in my balls and I knew it was time. "I'm gonna cum baby, I'm gonna shoot this load up your cute little ass." "Oh yeah baby, shoot it in me, I want to feel your love." That was all I could take. I felt the pressure flow out of my balls and start rising up my shaft. I felt myself losing control. The world around me went black and all I could hear was this sweet angel of a man grunting and moaning under me.

"Ahhhhh, Unhhhhhh, Yeah Baby, here it comes, Oh yeah baby, Arhhhhhhh, grrrrrrrrr." Was all I could say. I buried my cock deep inside of him and felt myself explode. I shot load after load of hot cum deep inside of my new lover. I was feeling things that I had not felt in years. I collapsed onto his back, my chest heaving for breath. I could feel him under me heaving and squirming around.

I knew it then. I was in love with this man and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Brad. I wanted to wake up beside this man every morning, and come home to him every night. But most of all, I wanted to get him off right now, I wanted to taste his hot cum in my mouth. I wanted to show him how much I loved him. I rolled off of him and he rolled onto his side facing me. "That was amazing" he sighed. "I know" I said, "But, we are not finished yet, you got your treat, now it's my turn." I kissed my way down his chest and belly and took his throbbing cock into my mouth. I started deepthroating him and sliding him in and out of my mouth very fast. Before I knew it, he was grabbing my head trying to pull himself deeper inside of my mouth. I already had my nose buried deep in his pubes, how much more did he think he could get in. I reached down and started playing with his balls. That was more than he could take. He started moaning and yelling, "Yeah baby, suck my cock, take it all." I felt his balls tighten up and I could tell he was ready. I buried his cock as deep as I could and I felt it grow and start to twitch. I felt the first shot hit the back of my throat and I pulled back so that just the head was in my mouth. I felt three more shots hit my tongue and I swallowed them all. I pulled off of his cock and pumped it fast with my hand. Two more shots flew out and landed on his stomach and my arm. The last shot just dribbled out and down his shaft coating my hand. I leaned down and started licking the cum off of his belly. He pulled me up and kissed me, tasting his own cum in my mouth.

We laid there, naked on our own private beach, covered in sweat and cum. We held each other, snuggled, and kissed for hours. It started to get a little cold, so I rolled over onto my back and he rolled over putting his head on my chest. "Jeff," he said, "I think I am falling for you." "That’s a really good thing," I said, "Because I know I have already fallen for you. I want this to last forever. Let’s go inside and get some sleep." We both got up and went inside. We showered together and fooled around some in the shower. We both crawled into the huge queen size four-post bed and snuggled in under the sheets. "Goodnight Jeff, I love you." Brad said. "Goodnight baby, I love you too." We snuggled in tight and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

To Be Continued

 

[BDX]

I should go more often to the firemen which are based on our plant, would be fun, nice story 2

 

[Inwood]

dammit! I need to change my shorts! That was HOT!

 

[sherman]

That story made me so horny, I checked out your profile your five alarm cock & body can put me out anytime, Im stroking my cock looking at your pics and im ready to relase a load for you.............come save me

 

[Alicia81]

I see you haven't wrote anything in awile But, Please keep on writting this storie.

 

[smelter]

Hot story....... Hose me down...... please!!

 

[Horschallen]

What was I thinking when I declared Art History as my major in college? Seems like firemen have more fun!

 

[firejock]

OK, you guys have twisted my arm. That was actually the first erotic story I have ever written, and I was actually part of a two-person team that wrote it. A very good, and absolutely gorgeous friend of mine and I have been meeting every couple of weeks and working on erotic fiction. You may notice that this story is on an erotic fiction website and is up to part four so far. So here is part two of Firefighting Brotherhood. Please let me know what you think.


Firefighting Brotherhood
Part 2, Hellfire
By: FireJock_15

**Authors Note**

This story is meant as a work of fiction. I am a firefighter/paramedic. The characters portrayed are loosely based on fellow firefighters and paramedics I have worked with over the years. The names have been changed to protect the "closeted".



Life at the firehouse had been busy these last few weeks. An arsonist had been running around our city, keeping us all very busy. I walked into the firehouse, coffee in hand and Brad right behind me. Brad had moved in with me and we traveled back and forth to work together. I walked through the kitchen and into the lounge, really not feeling like being at work today. I figured I deserved a day to rest and relax at work, so I settled back into the recliner and turned on the TV. The overnight crew was out on a fire alarm call, and my crew was just starting to get there. The last thing I needed was to have a busy day. We had six-second alarm fires in the last 4 days, we were all tired. I started to fall asleep in the chair.
The next thing I know, I felt a hand gently shaking my shoulder. I looked up and saw the Chief of our Department looking down at me with a worried look on his face. "Lou, we need to talk." I got up from my chair and followed the Chief up to my office. "Jeff, you know we have been having this rush of big fires lately, and we're still looking for the arsonist who is setting them. We think we know who it is, but the suspect is a firefighter."

"My God Chief, it isn't one of my guys is it?" I gasped.

"No, it’s not one of yours, but we need your help to try to clear this one."

"Anything I can do to help, I will," I said.

"Well, first of all, you can tell me about this little romance I keep hearing about." I felt my face get hot, I knew I was blushing.

"I hear you are involved with one of the firefighters." I thought I was going to get my ass chewed. I started to try to answer, but I just could not make the words come out. The Chief started laughing," I bet it’s that really cute young blonde isn't it. Damn, why do they always send the cute young ones to your station, I could have used a new Chiefs Aide."

Had I just heard the Chief right, had he just admitted something. "Well Chief, I guess it's luck, and season tickets to the Penn State games for the staffing coordinator in your office" I chuckled. "I always knew there was something fishy about that guy, he can be bought, I will have to remember that" the Chief laughed. "I will be in touch with you about the arson investigation."

The Chief left and I returned to my recliner, settling back in for a good nap. I heard the bells in the station start ringing.
"Station 13, Engine 4, Engine 7, Engine 12, Truck 6, Truck 17, Rescue 1, Rescue 4, Battalion 3, Battalion 6, Chief 2 respond, 2375 North 7th Street for a Commercial Structure Fire." I slowly got out of my recliner and walked to the engine.
"Engine 13, Lieutenant 2 responding." I said into the microphone.
"Lieutenant 2, Engine 13 caller reported a small explosion on the second floor. Caller reported that there was fire all around his office and then the phone went dead. No answer on call back."

As we rounded the corner, I knew it was going to be a very busy day.
"Engine 13, Lieutenant 2 on scene with a 5 story commercial brick building with heavy fire showing from all windows on side alpha and delta. Give me a second alarm, have the first engine in hit the hydrant and lay in to our engine, first truck start search and rescue." I shouted. I looked over my shoulder and Brad already had the high rise hose pack off the engine and was waiting for me at the front door. My driver was hooking up the standpipe connection that would allow us to pump water into a pipeline that went through the building. Brad and I started up the stairs and onto the second floor landing. I quickly unscrewed the cap from the standpipe and attached the hose line. I yelled over my radio for our driver to charge the standpipe. Brad was the first through the door. We were met with heavy fire and we were initially pushed back into the stairway by the intense heat and heavy fire. By now, there was a second crew coming up the steps with a backup hose line.

Together we were able to make our way onto the fire floor and start pushing the fire back. We made it the whole way to the main fire room and started giving the fire hell. More crews were showing up and we were really knocking the crap out of the fire. I had heard on the radio that there were crews battling fires on the third and fourth floors as well. I was starting to get a little tired, and it was then that I noticed that the low air alarm bell on my air pack had started to ring. I tapped Brad on the shoulder and he followed me down the hallway and outside. I walked over to the engine and started to take my air pack off. The Chief walked up to me, "This is a pretty intense fire, and I bet it had a little bit of help."

"It sure as hell had something," I said, "that fire was way too hot and way too intense."

"Looks like we got another arson on our hands." the Chief exclaimed.

Well after about 3 hours, we had finally gotten everything under control and our engine crew was ready to leave. I jumped up into the officer’s seat of the engine and we headed back to the station. We almost made it back to the station before we were dispatched to an automatic fire alarm at one of our local senior citizen high-rise buildings. After heroically dashing into the smoke filled apartment and pulling the still smoldering bag of popcorn out of the microwave, we headed to the station again.

I walked into the locker room, grabbed my stuff, and headed straight into the shower room. The others were right behind me. "Damn Lou, you guys really worked your butts off up on that second floor," Dave said.

"Yeah, we did, and our little rookie did one hell of a job too" I said.

I looked over and I could see Brad blushing. When he blushed, he blushed all over, and I mean ALL OVER. I had to look away; I didn't want to get myself all excited in the shower with three other guys in there with us. I finished my shower and walked out to the locker room, grabbing a handful of beautiful rookie ass on my way past Brad.

I dried off and got dressed, then back to my recliner. Dave started to make dinner and Charlie was helping him. Brad was sitting in a recliner across from me, looking over at me with that gorgeous smile on his face.
"What?" I whispered. Brad didn't answer, he just kept smiling. I drifted off to sleep.

I awoke to the wonderful smell of fresh homemade spaghetti. We finished our dinner and I went up to my office to finish the paperwork and try to get some real sleep. The Lieutenants office is a two-room office with the main room housing a computer desk and a chair. The second room is the officers’ bunkroom meant for one Lieutenant and one Captain. Our station did not have a Captain on our shift, so the bunkroom was all mine. I quickly finished my paperwork and stripped down to my boxers. I lay down and was asleep almost immediately. You know that feeling you get when someone is watching you, well all of a sudden, I got that feeling. I rolled over and there was Brad, sitting on the other bunk.

"I love you sexy." Brad said.

"I love you too baby, but what are you doing in here?" That was all I had time to say before Brad leapt on top of me and started kissing me.

I knew where this was going, and I was not sure that I wanted this to happen in the firehouse. I started to protest, but his mouth was working its way down my chest and once his lips found my nipple, I forgot about everything else. He sucked and played with my nipples for a while before moving his way down my belly and onto the front of my boxers. He gently licked and sucked at the front of my boxers until I was almost begging him to take them off. He grabbed the waistband of my boxers and I raised my hips to help him out. With one smooth movement, he had yanked my boxers off and taken me the whole way into his mouth. I knew I would not last long.
He was expertly working my hard cock. I propped myself up on my elbows so I could watch him take me the whole way into his mouth and then let me slide back out. I couldn't take it anymore, I could feel the heat building up at the base of my balls and soon I felt the surge of hot liquid gush through my dick. Brad hungrily swallowed it all.

"That was fucking awesome", Dave said, clapping as he walked further into the office.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I hollered, "When did you come into the office?"

"I was wondering where the rookie went, guess I found out!" Dave said "Damn, that was really hot; you guys feel up to a little more fun tonight?"

Well, I was always ready for fun, and Dave is a really hot guy, but I was not sure how Brad would feel about everything, and I wasn't really sure if I wanted to share Brad with anyone else. I know it could have been a really hot time, but I didn't think I would be able to watch Brad sucking some other guy’s dick or worse yet, getting fucked by someone else.

"Not really", Brad said, “I don't like to share."

"Ok, but if you two ever want to have some fun, you let me know." And with that, Dave walked out of the office.

"Thank you", I whispered into Brad's ear.

"For what?" He said.

"I really didn't want to picture you with another guy. I was going to say no, but you beat me too it."

"I know you had been helping Dave out every once in a while, but you are mine now, and I am not going to share you with anyone, at least not yet," Dave said. I kissed Brad and he snuggled into the bunk with me.

I woke up to the station intercom buzzing, "Lou, someone is here to see you." I got up, trying not to disturb the angel who was sleeping beside me. Brad only briefly lifted his head. I quickly threw on my pants and shirt and walked out into the office, closing the door to the bunkroom. In walked Battalion Chief Patrick Rourke, a tall, very well built, and very attractive man. I knew what my mother had seen in him, he was quite a catch, even at his age.

"Morning son"

"Good morning pop, what brings you to my little corner of the world?" I asked.

"Well, I am starting my inspection tour of the stations and I figured I would start with yours, if that is ok with you."

"Anytime, my guys are always ready." I said.

"Well, I am going to go down to the diner to get some breakfast before I start, would you care to come along?" Dad asked.

"Sure, I will meet you down there, do you mind if Brad comes along?" I asked.

"You better bring my son-in-law along, I don't get to see you two enough."

With that dad left, the office and I returned to the bunkroom to wake up
Brad. I leaned down and kissed him on the lips. "Good morning baby", I whispered. Brad flashed that smile, and I knew he was awake. "We need to get ready; we have to meet pop at the diner."

"Ok, let me get dressed."

Brad got dressed, and we walked down to the engine room. My replacement lieutenant was walking in the door.

"Good morning, just so you know, it's inspection day", I said.

"Great thanks", was all I heard him mutter as Brad and I walked out of the station and got into my truck. We pulled up at the diner and dad was inside flirting with the waitress, as usual. "How can you sit here and flirt when you have a beautiful wife and those 7 kids at home, and little Billy is only 6 years old?" I scorned, smiling from ear to ear. Dad shot me a wide grin and we all started laughing hysterically.

"Well, what have my two sons been up to lately, since I haven't seen them for so long?"

"Ok pop, we get it, we've been very busy. You know how hard it is to be a lieutenant in our department. I'm always working and Brad is always being the best boyfriend ever, so we're extremely busy", I said.

"Jeff, you know about the arsonist?" Dad asked.

"Yeah, I know, I already talked to the Chief about it." I said.

"We found a lot of evidence at this last fire. I think we finally have enough to arrest this guy." Dad said.

"That's great; I hope they arrest him before he strikes again." Brad said.

That was when dad’s pager and my pager both started going off. A lot of firefighters, both volunteer and paid, carry pagers issued by the department. They go off like a regular pager, but then they transmit the voice of the dispatcher.

"County to all stations, now striking a third alarm assignment. 1487 North Lincoln Way for multiple residential structures on fire. Engine 5, Engine 9, Engine 17, Engine 22, Engine 45, Engine 50, Truck 7, Truck 12, Truck 34, Rescue 4, Rescue 5, Rescue 7, Battalion 1, Battalion 2, Battalion 7, Chief 2, Chief 3, Field Com Unit 1, Collapse Unit 4 respond. All available Officers and Firefighters respond for recall."

All three of us ran out of the diner and jumped into dad’s truck. After a quick stop at the firehouse to grab our gear, we were on our way to the fire. Dad was obviously having way to much fun with the red lights and sirens in his truck. I grab the microphone and called county. "County, Chief 3 responding, Lieutenant 2 and 1 firefighter for recall on board."

"Ok Chief 3, 1487 North Lincoln Way. You have six row homes on fire, 4 heavily involved; Chief 7 requested the third alarm. You are to assume incident command upon your arrival."

"Chief 3 copies." I said.

We pulled up to see 4 row homes fully engulfed in flames and fire raging through at least three more. I jumped out and ran to the incident command post. Chief 7 told me to take interior command on the west end of the fire and try to get it stopped before it spread. I grabbed an air pack and ran to the west end. I quickly followed a hose line into the burning house and found the crew. They told me what was going on and I started looking around the house to see how we could stop this fire from spreading. I knew we would have to sacrifice the house next door to save the other 6 houses farther down the row.

"Command from interior west." I called into my radio.

"Go ahead Lou." I heard my father say.

"We are gonna have to sacrifice the next house to save the rest. I need truck crews to the roof to make a trench cut. I'm pulling the crews out of this house and moving them next door. This house is getting unsafe." I screamed into my radio.

"Command copy, Truck 34, Rescue 5 get to the roof and make those cuts,
NOW!" I heard dad scream.

"Ok guys let’s get the hell out of this house." I turned around when nobody answered me. I started screaming for the crew to answer me. I looked around and couldn't see anything. I found the hose line again and tried to follow it to the crew. I went up the stairs and rounded the corner onto the landing. It was then that I noticed a large pile of burning debris laying on top of the hose. I screamed into my radio, "Command from interior west, mayday, mayday, I need a truck in service to the second floor front windows. We have a partial collapse on the second floor, I can't find my crew."

"Command copy, County sound the evacuation tones, all units get out of the houses. Truck 34, Rescue 5, get in service. All available crews get to the west end of the structure and assist with rescue operations."

I was really starting to get upset now. I couldn't find my guys, I couldn't get through the pile of debris, and now that the hose was laying under a pile of burning debris, it was useless and the fire was getting worse because of it. I heard the rescue crews coming up the steps with another hose line. I also heard Truck 34 going into service and raising their ladder to the second floor windows. I started digging through the pile of burning rubble. I could feel the fire burning my hands and my legs as I was kneeling in it. I didn't care. I want to get my guys out. "Lou, we got your back, what do you need?"

"Start soaking down this pile, just drench it." I screamed.

"You got it" was all I heard before I felt the water rushing over me. I was getting soaked now, but it actually felt really good. Al least the burning in my legs was starting to go away. We started making progress and were finally able to get over the pile and down the hallway. I met the crew from Truck 34 in the hallway outside of the front bedroom.

"You find ‘em?" I asked.

"Not yet, we're gonna check this room."

"Ok, I'm gonna try to get into the other room." I said.

I made it to the door and there was a pile of burning wood and other debris in front of it. I tried to move it, but there was something really heavy in there. I backed away from the door and grabbed a crew to help. We worked together and were finally able to move what we later found out was an old heavy wooden dresser that had fallen through from the third floor. We went inside and there they were, cramped in the corner of the bathtub, trying to cover each other to keep from burning.

"Soak ‘em down, and get ‘em the hell out of here." I screamed. "Command, Get EMS to Truck 34, we got two victims, both firefighters. They are coming down now."

"Command Copy"

I backed out of the bathroom, quickly went downstairs, and out to truck 34. As I came out of the house, I saw them lifting the two firefighters off of the ladder and onto the ambulance litters.

"Jeff, Jeff, are you ok, what the hell happened." Brad yelled as he came running over.

"I'm ok." I said.

Dad came running over and grabbed me, hugging me to him. It was then that I noticed the pain. I felt a rush of white-hot pain run up from my legs and into my chest. That was the last thing I felt.

"Get a second line in him."

"Run that ringers wide open."

"Cut those bunker pants off, just be very careful."

"Call Memorial Hospital let them know what we are coming in with"

I was hearing bits and pieces of things, but nothing was making sense to me. Where was I? What was going on? I heard sirens, and more voices hollering back and forth. I woke up as the paramedics were rolling me into the emergency room on the litter.

"What do you got?" I heard a voice ask.

“28 year old male firefighter, appears to be second degree burns to his legs and thighs, first and second degree burns to his hands and arms, we got a 16 gauge with ringers on the left side and a 16 gauge with NS on the right both open wide."

"Get him into trauma room one."

Again, I slipped into the blackness.

To be continued

 

[sherman]

I have a thing for firemen and your making my obsession climb to new levels, keep on writing your doing a great job keeping my firepole nice and hard I would love to lick and remove your boxers anytime, God I need a cold shower.

 

[firejock]

Firefighting Brotherhood
Part 3, Jeff's Recovery
By: FireJock


I would like to send a special Thank You out to Milt Carnes, a Lieutenant with the Steelton Fire Department in Steelton, PA. Milt has been a great friend and is a very special person. He taught me that I could do anything as long as I work hard and put my mind to it. Not to mention he is a really cute guy and a hell of a firefighter and Lieutenant. Thanks for all of your help!

**Authors Note**
This story is meant as a work of fiction. I am a firefighter/paramedic. The characters portrayed are loosely based on fellow firefighters and paramedics I have worked with over the years. The names have been changed to protect the "closeted".


I heard screaming in the distance, smelled smoke, and could feel a lot of heat. I couldn't see anything. I was wearing fire gear, but no air pack, and I was crawling through a burning hallway. All of a sudden, the floor beneath me opened up and I fell through the opening. I could feel myself falling. I could feel the heat getting unbearable. I could see flames all around me. I tried to scream, but when I inhaled, I could feel the heat burning my throat.

I woke up laying in a hospital bed, dazed, confused, and scared. I tried to talk but could only whisper. I don't know what I said, but I looked over and Brad was asleep on a chair at the foot of my bed. Dave was asleep in a chair in the corner of the room, and Charlie was asleep in a chair near Dave. I tried to sit up and I felt the room start to spin. Horrible pain shot all through my body and then the blackness came over me.

Once again, I woke up in a hospital bed, still a little dazed. Brad was still in the same chair watching me through his tears. When he saw that I was awake, he jumped out of the chair. "Jeff, I thought I had lost you, I was so scared. Jeff, I love you so much, and I don’t want you to ever leave me."

That was more than I could take, I started to cry. At that moment, I knew exactly how much that man truly loved me, and how much I truly loved him. I knew that I had found that one special person.

Things were starting to clear up. I remembered being in the row homes. I remembered trying to dig through the rubble to get to my crew. I remembered dad hugging me. I must have been dreaming earlier. The whole part about falling through the floor scared the hell out of me. That was one of my worst fears and one of the recurring dreams I've had since I stared at the fire department. But I was safe. I was in pain, but I was ok. Brad was still crying, his head resting on my chest. I didn't want him to ever leave that spot. It felt so good, so natural. I didn't have the heart to tell him that his weight resting on my arm was causing horrible pain to shoot through my arm and up my shoulder. Brad lifted his head, and must have seen the pain on my face. "Oh God, I'm sorry, I didn't even..."

"Shhhh....." I said, covering his mouth with mine and he began crying even harder. We let our kiss end and he looked into my eyes. "Jeff, I'm sorry, I should have been there with you, and I should have followed you into the house."

"No, we both did what we were told to do. We both had jobs to do, and we did them." I said. "How are the other two doing?"

"They are fine. The doctors checked them out and they went home. You guys got them out in time."

"Good, how long have I been in here?" I asked.

"It's been 2 days. The doctors said they were keeping you really drugged up to help keep the pain down. I thought you would never wake up." Brad sobbed.

"I couldn't let that happen, I couldn't go for the rest of my life and never see the man I love again. So I had to wake up. I needed to feel you in my arms again." I said, starting to feel the tears in my own eyes again.

I spent a little over a week in the hospital. Brad was there every night. I finally got to come home and Brad took very good care of me. My injuries and rehab meant no work for several more weeks, but I would go to the station with Brad and spend time with the guys. They would bust my balls every chance they got. Dad visited me every day. I was bored out of my mind, and it was killing me having to sit there and watch the fire trucks go out the door to calls, and I had to sit there in the station.

Finally, the day came for me to return to full duty. I woke early that morning and was fully dressed and ready for work by the time Brad got up. "Wow, a little anxious to get back to work baby?" Brad asked.

"Hell yeah, I hate not being able to do anything, and watching you guys go out on calls without me. Hell I was afraid that you might hook up with some hot firefighter and forget about me." I giggled.

"Well, there was this one Captain, but I thought about you the whole time, kinda." Brad said, a shit eating grin spreading across that adorable face.

"Yeah, that’s what I thought. A little Lieutenant isn't good enough for ya." I laughed.

"Well, you may be a Lieutenant, but there isn't anything little about you. Besides, you are my love and my life. I don't know what I would do without you. I sure as hell would never do anything to risk losing you." Brad said, smiling widely.

"I know, and that makes me the happiest man in the world." I said. "Now let’s get moving, I don't want to be late my first day back. Get that hot ass of yours in gear."

Brad and I pulled into the parking lot and I noticed there were more cars than normal. I really didn't think much of it. We walked into the station and straight to the kitchen. I needed a cup of coffee and to sit behind my desk again. As we walked into the kitchen, I heard the screams.

"Welcome back Lou!"

I was surprised. I didn't think the guys would do anything like this. I sat and talked with the guys for a few minutes and then excused myself. I went up to the office and settled into the office chair. God it felt good to be back in my chair. Then the intercom buzzed. "Lou, your dad is on his way up."

Chief Rourke walked through the office door with a huge grin on his face. "It's great to see you back son. I know you've missed the place."

"Damn straight I have pop. I hated that time off, and rehab sucked."

Dad laughed. "I have your replacement fire gear in my truck, why don't you come out and get it."

"Ok pop, lead the way." I said.

We walked out to dad’s truck and he opened the back doors. He reached in and pulled out a few boxes and we carried them into the station. I opened up the first box, it was my replacement bunker pants and a pair of bright red suspenders. I looked at dad and he gave me a huge smile. "Now pop, you know I haven't worn red suspenders since I was a rookie. Now where are the black ones?" I said giggling.

"They are in the box with your jacket." Dad said.

So I grabbed the box and opened it. There were my black suspenders. I pulled them out and took my bunker jacket out of the box. I hadn't noticed that all of the guys had crowded around us and were watching what was going on. I put the jacket on and it was a perfect fit. I heard murmurs from the guys, but I thought it was just them being typical firefighters. I took the jacket off and saw the look of shock on Brad's face.

"What?" I asked.

"Look at the jacket baby." Brad said, now smiling as widely as dad was.

I looked at the front of the jacket, it didn't look any different than my old jacket. I turned the jacket around and read the back. Well, they had spelled my last name right, Rourke. Then I noticed the rank designation, Captain 2. I started laughing.

"That’s funny, they really screwed up on my jacket." I laughed.

"No son, they didn't. I wanted to surprise you, you passed the Captains exam before you got hurt. I made the guys promise not to tell you or Brad, and we never posted the promotion list in the station. You are the first Captain to be stationed at this house since the sixties. Congratulations son, I am so proud of you."

I didn't know what to say. Everyone was hugging me, and congratulating me. I really was speechless.

"Ok guys, the Captain and I have a lot to talk about." Dad said, as he grabbed my arm and started walking upstairs. Once we got into the office dad started talking.

"Well, things are really going to change. You don't have to change stations, but you won't be riding on the Engine anymore. You know that there hasn't been a Captain stationed here for almost four decades. You are not only the Captain for this station, but for the whole hill district. You will have to respond to every call in the hill district. You're gonna be busy." Dad said.

"Ok, well how is this going to work then? There is nothing in this station that goes on every call in the district." I Said.

"Your new truck should be ready by this afternoon. They were just testing the radios when I left the vehicle maintenance center. I must admit, I am a little bit jealous, big promotion, nice pay raise, even a brand new truck. And a Ford Expedition at that. Someone in the Chief's office must like you. I don't know why." Dad said, laughing.

"Yeah, neither do I." I laughed.

"I will pick you up around noon, and we will go pick up our new trucks." Dad said.

"Our new trucks?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. We are replacing the old Chief's trucks. I bet you will look nice in your nice new Expedition, but I know I will look dead sexy in the brand spanking new Excursion." Dad said.

"I bet you will. As sexy as a ninety year old geezer can look that is." I laughed.

"Damn, that was harsh, this really is a tough crowd." Dad laughed. "See ya around noon."

"Alright pop, be careful, and I love ya."

"I love you too son."

I walked downstairs and was greeted by cheers and high fives all around. Brad came over and kissed me on the cheek. "Congratulations honey. I am so proud of my big sexy Captain." He said.

"Thanks baby, we are going to be celebrating tomorrow night." I winked at him and he flashed that heart-melting smile. "Pop is picking me up around noon, and we are going to pick up our new trucks." That made Brad give me that "what the hell are you talking about" look.

"My promotion is to Captain of the district. I have to respond to all the calls in the district, so they bought me a truck. They also started replacing the old Chief's trucks, so Pop got a new one too." I said.

"That’s great, I can't wait to see it." Brad said.

"Oh, you will see it soon enough, and tomorrow night, we will be breaking it in, the right way." I said, flashing my biggest smile at my lover. Brad blushed a very bright red.

The morning seemed to drag by. The guys said it hadn't been busy since they caught the arsonist. I spent the rest of the morning catching up on reading the department memos and reading some articles about new ways to fight fires. Around 11:00, I walked downstairs and saw that the guys had the grill out. They were going to be cooking steaks for lunch, and they even bought one for dad. "We'll have them all ready by the time you two get back." Dave said. "So don't fool around, or your steaks will be cold."

"Oh, don't worry, Pop and I would never allow a steak to get cold waiting for us. You know us Irish guys, steak and potatoes all the way. And tomorrow night the beers are on me." I said just as dad was pulling up onto the station ramp.

"You ready son, I don't want to keep the shops waiting. You know Shop 1 is a busy man. If we are late he will have a fit, and I would have to go to confession if I had to listen to one of his bitch sessions. You know it's a sin just hearing that many curses come out at one time." Dad laughed.

"Don't keep him too long Chief, we've got steaks to celebrate. They should be ready when you guys get back. you still like yours rare, or has your taste changed in your old age?" Dave shouted to dad.

"Old age, I would resent that if I didn't know how old you are. I remember when you first joined the department. I think Ben Franklin was the Chief of Department then, wasn't he?" Dad said Laughing.

"Alright you two, let’s put our egos back into our pants and play nice." I said, laughing hysterically.

"Yes Sir, Captain." Dave shouted, snapping to attention and saluting, almost dropping a steak onto the ground as he did it.

I got into dads truck and off we went to the shop. We pulled up and Master Mechanic Donald O'Leary came walking over to dad’s truck. "I don't see why all you Chief's need new buggies. Hell in my day, the Chief's got new cars when the old ones died, or got wrecked. That was the only way." Don Said.

"Yeah, but that was when they truly were buggies. All you had to do was replace the horses with new ones." Dad said laughing.

"Don't you get smart with me young'un, I can still kick yer ass with one hand tied behind my back." Don said.

Dad laughed and so did Don as they hugged each other. "It's good to see you Don, how's mother doing?" Dad asked.

"Well she is doing ok, she still has the gout, but at least she can't run away from me." Don said with a wicked smile on his face. We all laughed

As we walked into the shop, I caught sight of two new trucks, sitting side by side at the end of the row. I saw my nice new Expedition, all white with a reflective red stripe running down the side and a Maltese cross with our department name on it. The back window had an American Flag sunscreen, and I noticed on the driver's side door, just below the window, printed in gold script lettering "Captain J. Rourke" and underneath was written "Fir Na Tine" which means "Men of Fire" in Irish. I almost wanted to cry as I saw the truck and the look of pride on my dad’s face. Then I saw his truck. The brand new Excursion with an identical paint job and in the gold lettering was written "Battalion Chief P.Rourke" and underneath was written "Neart, Grogus Ono which means "Strength, Love, and Honour" in Irish. I saw dad starting to tear up.

"Now don't go getting all sentimental on me you old fool!" Don said.

"Oh, I must have gotten some dirt in my eye, this shop is a mess." Dad
said.

"Well, you two slackers better get back to work, I will see you guys tomorrow night, and I heard the Captain is buying the drinks." Don Laughed.

"Oh yeah, I guess I will have to make a stop at the bar then." Dad said.

"Yeah, we are going to a regular bar, right? Don asked. "The last time I followed your little rug rat and his pals I ended up sitting in a corner watching guys dancing with guys and girls dancing with girls. I am still having flash backs." Don said, now laughing hysterically.

"Yeah Don, we are going to a normal bar, I promise. You know the normal spot we're meeting around 9." I said.

"Ok, I will be there." Don said.

With that, Dad and I got into our new trucks and headed out. We returned to the station and enjoyed a great lunch, laughing and talking. After lunch, dad left and I started putting my things into the new truck. My new fire gear, a couple of fire extinguishers, an air pack, and a few other small items. I walked inside and sat down to watch some TV. Well, it seemed like it was going to be an uneventful day. I was beginning to think that I would never get my first call as a Captain. I was wrong, the bells in the station started going off.

"Station 11, Engine 7, Truck 5, Rescue 3, Captain 2, respond, 152 Andrews Avenue for a residential fire alarm."

Well, my first call was going to be a simple one. I jumped in my truck and grabbed the radio.

"Captain 2 responding" I said.

"OK Captain 2, 152 Andrews Avenue, the alarm company is reporting zone 4 smoke detector activation. Nobody is answering the phone at the residence."

"Captain 2 copies" I said.

I pulled up to find nobody home at the house and no signs of any fire. I called the dispatcher and asked them to have the police respond, just in case we had to break into the house. Just then, the owner of the house pulled up along with Engine 11.

"What's going on here?" He said, as he was running over to my truck.

"Well, we got a call from your alarm company, your alarm is going off, and we can't get into the house." I said.

"Alright, I will let you in to check everything out." He said.

The crew from Engine 11 and I walked with the owner up to the front door, and after he opened the door, we went inside. We found that there was a faulty smoke detector in one of the upstairs bedrooms. I called the county from my portable radio and told them to send all of the fire trucks home, and I would handle getting the report information. I went back into the house to get the information. I hadn’t noticed it until I got back into the house, but damn the owner was cute. I must be getting old, I didn’t notice him. How could I miss someone who was 6' tall with blonde hair and hazel eyes.

"Thank you so much, I am glad you guys got here so quick." He said.

"Well, that’s what we are here for sir." I said, in my most proper voice.

"Sir, who walked in? You can call me Scott." He said, laughing.

"Ok Scott, I'm Jeff, and I'm glad to meet you. I have to ask you a few questions for my report, is that ok?" I said.

"Ok Jeff, ask away." Scott said.

I started asking him questions and filling out my report. I had almost finished my report, but I had to know the names of everyone who lived in the house.

"Ok, one last question, I need to know the names of everyone that lives here, and their ages." I said.

"Well, that’s an easy one. Me and that’s it." Scott said.

"You’re kidding me, someone as cute as you are living all alone, I can't believe that." I couldn’t believe I had really just said that. I noticed him blushing.

"Yeah, I don't know what to say, I am all alone. I broke up with my ex about 3 months ago." He said.

"I am sorry, I should not have said that." I said. Now I was the one blushing.

"It's ok. Don't worry about it. You are not the first person to ask me that question." Scott said.

"Well, I am sure they were not here to make sure your house wasn't on fire. That was very unprofessional of me. I should really get going, and get out of your hair." I said, now wanting desperately to run for the door.

"Well, if you are sure you have to go, you don't have too, and by the way, you aren't too bad to look at yourself Jeff." Scott said.

"Thank you, but I do need to get back to the station." I said.

"Ok, would you guys mind if I stopped by the station sometime, I have loved fire trucks since I was a kid." Scott said.

"Sure, that would not be a problem. Station 11 is closest to here. It is on the corner of North 46th and Lexington. I am sure the guys would love to show you around anytime." I said.

"Cool, is that your station?" Scott asked. "I would really feel more comfortable if you were at the station."

"No, I work at Station 13, at 5185 North 60th street. You can stop by there anytime you want." I said.

"Ok, I will definitely stop by." Scott said.

I shook Scotts hand and left. I jumped up into the truck and realized that I had been getting a little excited in Scott's house. My dick was definitely semi-hard. How could I let that happen. I hoped Scott had not noticed. I wanted to crawl under a rock and hide.

I got back to the station and spent the rest of the night answering calls for fire alarms, gas leaks, and a child locked in a running vehicle. Finally, it was time to go home. I drove my new truck and Brad drove my truck. Once we got home, I was exhausted. I grabbed a quick shower and crawled into bed. A little while later, I felt Brad crawling in beside me, naked as usual. God he is such a gorgeous man. I felt him snuggle into my back and his arm went across my waist. It felt so good to have him laying there with me. I could feel the heat of his breath on my neck, his chest on my back, and his hardening dick against my ass. I wanted to feel him inside of me, but I was too tired, and it would have to wait until later tonight. I drifted off to sleep with my angel snuggled into me.

I woke up to a strange, but awesome feeling. Brad was expertly sucking my own rock hard cock. "Oh God baby, that feels so good." I moaned. Brad would deep throat me, and then bring me almost completely out of his mouth so that just the head was between his lips and he would swirl his tongue under the head of my dick hitting all the right spots. He took his mouth off of me and started licking down my inner thigh and around my balls. Slowly he took them into his mouth one at a time. He was driving me crazy with his mouth. Then he took my aching cock back into his mouth. I was going to explode. I grabbed the back of Brads head and pushed myself deeper into his mouth. I could feel my balls drawing up closer to my body and the white-hot liquid boiling through my shaft. I launched shot after shot into my lover’s mouth. Brad swallowed all 6 shots and was still licking and gently sucking on my deflating dick.

Brad moved up beside me and started snuggling into me. I ran my hands all over his chest and down his stomach were his cock was sticking straight up leaking little drops of precum into his belly button. I rubbed around his cock, careful not to touch it. I massaged around his hips, and down around his balls. I slowly moved my hand up his thigh and across his cock. I rubbed up his cock to the head and slowly let my fingers tickle the underside. I looked up at Brad and smiled.

"Well, I am still a little tired, and we need to save our energy for tonight." I said.

"WHAT, you can't do that, you can't leave me like this!" Brad Screamed. "I am gonna explode!"

We wrestled around on the bed for a little while and I continued to tease his cock with whatever body part was closest to it.

"Well, I gotta get a shower." I said, dashing off of the bed and sprinting for the bathroom. I could have made it to the bathroom, if I really wanted to, but Brad tackled me and we both landed on the floor in a pile of naked body parts.

"OH NO YOU DIDN'T" Brad screamed.

"Bitch you better get off of me, I'll kick your ass!" I laughed.

"Bitch, who you calling a bitch, I'll make you my bitch!" Brad laughed.

We were both laughing hysterically on the floor, rolling around kissing, caressing, and loving each other. I finally got Brad in the position that I wanted him and muscled my way on top. "Now we'll see who the bitch is!" I said. Brad smiled and started rubbing my chest. I started licking and nibbling my way down his chest and stomach. I grabbed him by the shoulder and roughly rolled him over onto his stomach. I started kissing my way down his neck and back. I licked around the small of his back and started licking down farther towards that beautiful bubble ass. Brad was squirming around and breathing very heavily. I licked my way back up to his neck and let my weight gently push into him. I started rubbing my hard cock up and down through the valley made by his sensual ass.

"You know Brad, I love you so much." I whispered into his ear. "But, I gotta shower."

I quickly jumped off of the floor and ran into the bathroom, jumping into the shower.

"WHAT THE FUCK! ARE YOU SERIOUS!" I heard Brad scream as the water started running down over my head. I heard Brad get up and storm into the bathroom. He grabbed the shower curtain and ripped it open.

"You better have a ......." was all Brad could get out before I grabbed him and pulled him into the shower with me. I kissed him passionately and I could feel the tension and anger drain out of him.

"I'm sorry baby, I promise I will make it up to you tonight." I whispered.

We finished our shower and got ready for the evening. Around 8:15, we headed out to the bar. As we pulled up in front of Hooligan’s Pub, I saw Dave's car sitting in the parking lot across the street. Brad and I walked in and Dave was already sitting in our normal corner with the tables all set up for us. Charlie was the next to arrive grabbing a pitcher of beer on his way to our tables. Then dad made his way through the door.

"What will it be tonight Chief?" The barkeep asked.

"Tabhair dom an rud cona mar atog an fhear ar an urlar!" Dad said, in his best native Irish. Which means, "Give me the same as the man on the floor!"

Well, the look on the barkeeps face was priceless, obviously, he had not grown up in a traditional Irish family like I had. "Give me a pint of Guinness please." My father said.

"Yes sir!" The barkeep smiled.

Dad made his way over to our tables, stopping to flirt a couple of times on the way. Dad finally made it to the table and the festivities started. We drank, and told firefighting stories, and were singing our hearts out. I think we were starting to annoy the other patrons, but we didn’t care. We were right in the middle of a chorus of "The Minstrel Boy" when Don walked in.

"Give me a pint of Guinness, and give the bar a round. Oh yeah, put it on the captain's tab." Don said, as he walked up to the bar.

The barkeep handed him his drink and started getting around for the bar. I started to realize it was going to be an expensive bill for me tonight. Well the singing and drinking continued, and it wasn't long before Dave, Charlie, Brad, and myself were out on the floor dancing and having a good time. Dad and Don were sitting there, drinking and laughing as we were all having a great time.

It was starting to get late and the other patrons were all starting to leave, but we were still going strong. The barkeep had come over to our tables and was now dancing with the four of us. Next thing I knew, Dave was right behind me grinding his hips into my butt. I started to turn around, but there was Brad grinding his gorgeous ass right into my crotch. I was in the middle of the most perfect hunk sandwich. Things started getting a little hot and I noticed Charlie had walked back over to sit with Dad and Don. The barkeep had moved in front of Brad and was grinding himself into Brad's crotch. I was starting to get really excited. Then the music stopped. The barkeep went back to the bar and rang the bell for last call. We all started to get ready to leave. Dad and Don left at the same time, saying goodbye and staggering out the door towards the firehouse. I knew Dad and Don would be spending the night at station 10. Neither one would drive home especially after drinking as much as they had. Dave, being the sober one of the group, was getting ready to leave and offered Brad and myself a ride to our place. We declined and Dave and Charlie headed out to Dave's car. I was in no shape to drive home, but Brad had only had two beers over the 5 hours that we were at the bar, so he was going to be driving the truck home.

Brad and I started to leave, but the barkeep yelled for us to wait. "Would you two like another drink before you leave?"

"No, I don't think we need another drink." I said.

"Well, I really just wanted you two to stick around for a little bit. I don't like being in here alone when I close." The barkeep said.

"OK, we don't mind staying for a little while longer." Brad said.

"Cool, thank you guys so much. My name is Jimmy. You guys sure I can't get you a coke or something?" Jimmy said.

"No, thanks, were OK." Brad said.

Jimmy was starting his clean up of the bar and was talking with us. "It's really cool that you two are open enough to come out to a regular bar and dance and show that you love each other." Jimmy said.

"Is it that obvious?" I laughed.

"Yeah, I think it’s great. I hope I find a guy who loves me as much as you guys love each other, and isn't afraid to show it." Jimmy said.

"We hope you can find that special guy, it's a wonderful feeling." I said.

"Yeah, I hope so too." Jimmy said. "Well, I am ready to go."

"Alright, let’s get out of here." Brad said. "Hey Jimmy, would you like to come over to our place and hang out for a while?"

"Sure, I would love it." Jimmy said, grinning widely.

"Yeah, I think we can all have some fun tonight." Brad smiled as we walked out of the bar and over to my truck.

To Be Continued...

 

[Alicia81]

I just read part 3 It was really good. you make me hot thinking about all of the fire fighters.
cant wait for more.


Alicia81

 

[sherman]

Keep It Cumming I Mean Coming

 

[firejock]

Firefighting Brotherhood
Part 4, The Engagement


**Authors Note**

This story is meant as a work of fiction. I am a
firefighter/paramedic. The characters portrayed are loosely based on
fellow firefighters and paramedics I have worked with over the years. The
names have been changed to protect the "closeted".

If you are under the age of 18, it is illegal in your area to view
adult material, or you are offended by homosexual sex, then don't read any
further.

**Last Chapter**

"Yeah, I think its great. I hope I find a guy who loves me as much as you
guys love each other, and isn't afraid to show it." Jimmy said.

"We hope you can find that special guy, it's a wonderful feeling." I said.

"Yeah, I hope so too." Jimmy said. "Well, I am ready to go."

"Alright, lets get out of here." Brad said. "Hey Jimmy, would you like to
come over to our place and hang out for a while?"

"Sure, I would love it." Jimmy said, grinning widely.

"Yeah, I think we can all have some fun tonight." Brad smiled as we walked
out of the bar and over to my truck.



Chapter 4


Jimmy crawled into the backseat as Brad and I got into the front. Of
course, Brad was driving because he was the sober one. On the ride to our
house, I started leaning over the consol and kissing Brad's neck, licking
his ear, and rubbing his cock through his pants. I could see Jimmy in the
backseat rubbing his cock through his own pants. I knew Jimmy was enjoying
the show that Brad and I were putting on, and I don't know if it was the
alcohol or what, but it was turning me on knowing that he was
getting off on us. I could see a nice bulge in Jimmy's jeans.

We finally pulled into our driveway and all three of us went into the
house. As soon as we were through the door I started ripping Brad's
clothes off. Jimmy just stood by the door watching, not knowing what to
do. I got Brad down to just his boxers and was rubbing, kissing, and
licking all over him, when I realized that I had forgotten about our guest.
I walked over to Jimmy and started kissing his neck. Brad walked over and
started rubbing his hands up and down Jimmy's chest. I was licking and
nibbling on Jimmy's ear and started undoing his belt. I very quickly got
his pants off and now he and Brad made a very cute pair both standing there
in nothing but their boxers. I looked over at Brad and he had a cute smile
on his face, but he also looked worried. I knew what was on Brad's mind.

"Jimmy, there are a few ground rules here, you have to agree to them before
we go any farther." I said.

"OK, anything you say Jeff. You guys are in charge here." Jimmy Said.

"Alright, the first rule tonight is to have fun, rule number two is nobody
fucks Brad but me, and nobody fucks me, so we can enjoy each other and have
alot of fun together and neither of us has any problem with sucking dick,
but that is as far as it goes, unless you are a bottom." I said.

"Thats great," Jimmy said, "I'm a bottom. Will it be OK if one or both of
you fucked me?"

"Hell Yeah." Brad shouted, now grinning from ear to ear.

We migrated back to the master bedroom and all three of us fell onto our
huge bed. It was a tangle of bodies, arms, legs, tongues, cocks, you name
it, they were all being pressed together, rubbed, kissed, licked, sucked.
I found Brad and started licking on his already hard cock. I was enjoying
the taste of him when I felt Jimmy starting to suck my cock. Jimmy took
all of me into his mouth, he was not as good at it as Brad is, but he was
doing ok. I was enjoying this, I had the cock of the most beautiful man in
the world in my mouth and had my cock buried in the throat of another cute
guy. We stayed that way for a while, and then I wanted to taste Jimmy. We
all swung around and I started sucking Jimmy into my mouth. He had a nice
dick, but not as big as my Brad. Jimmy was sucking on Brad. I looked up
at Brad.

"I want to see you fuck him baby." was all I needed to say. Jimmy got on
all fours with Brad behind him. I got under them and started sucking on
Jimmy again. I could feel Jimmy tense as Brad entered his hot hole. Brad
went slow, his huge cock is not easy to get in quickly. After a while I
felt Jimmy shudder and I knew Brad had hit bottom. Brad slowly started
rocking in and out. I could feel the motion as I was sucking him. Brad
reached behind him and grabbed my cock and I thought I was going to shoot
right then and there. Brad started picking up the pace, fucking Jimmy like
a pro. I felt Jimmy tense up, and I knew I was going to get a treat. I
could feel the hot splashes against the back of my throat and started
swallowing it all. Jimmy may have shot his load, but Brad was not done
yet. I pulled myself out from under Brad and got behind him. I started
licking Brad's ass and around his hot hole. Brad knew what I was doing and
turned his head around. "Fuck me baby, I want you so bad." Brad said. I
grabbed the lube and quickly lubed Brad up. I slid in easily. I was like
an animal, I started fucking Brad hard and fast. In a few minutes I felt
Brad tense and I knew that he was ready to shoot. The feeling of his ass
tightening against my cock was more than I could take and I started to
shoot into Brad at the same time he was shooting into Jimmy.

We collapsed ont the bed and layed there for a while. Before long, I could
feel my dick getting hard again, and I looked over at Brad and knew it was
time for round two. I had never bottomed for Brad before. I had always
been the top man. I looked into Brads eyes, "I want to feel you inside of
me baby." I said.

"Jeff, are you sure, you've never" Was all I would allow Brad to get out
before I leaned in and kissed him. I had never told Brad that sometimes I
liked getting fucked, and tonight I wanted to feel the man of my dreams
deep inside of me.

Brad kissed his way down my chest and stomach and started licking my ass.
He was driving me wild. After a few minutes I felt Brad get up and I could
feel the tip of his cock grazing my waiting hole. He slowly started
pushing against my pucker. I felt the pressure and knew he was almost
there. All of a sudden I felt the head pop in and I cried out. Brad
stopped "Are you OK Jeff?" He asked. "Yes baby, I'm fine, that just feels
so good." I said. With that Brad started driving deeper into me. I felt
his pubes crush against my ass, and I knew he was all the way in. Brad
started slowly sliding himself in and out of me. I could feel the heat of
his cock in my hole. Jimmy was laying on the other side of the bed
stroking his own hard dick. I was enjoying the feelings that Brad was
causing.

"Fuck me faster baby, I want you to ram me hard." I moaned. Apparently
this had a good effect on Brad because he started fucking like an animal.
He was pounding me hard and fast from behind. I could feel his breath on
my neck. I knew I wanted to feel him shoot his love inside of me. I
wanted to take it all. Brad was pistoning like a machine, pulling his cock
almost the whole way out and then sinking it back to the base. I could
feel his balls slapping against mine with each thrust. I was in heaven.
Jimmy scooted himself over and I started sucking his throbbing cock. I
could hear little grunts and groans coming from Brad, so I knew he was
almost ready. I started sucking harder and faster on Jimmy. Jimmy moved
himself around so he was under me sucking my cock into his mouth. I could
only take that for a few minutes. I felt my balls draw up close to my body
and I tried to tell Jimmy that I was cumming, but he just thrust his cock
deeper down my throat. I felt myself losing control and at the same time
felt Jimmy tensing up. I knew he was cumming too. My head was spinning,
but I felt Brad's cock grow bigger inside of me and the hot jets of his
love hitting my insides. Again we collapsed onto the bed in a pile of body
parts and cum.

"Please, fuck me, I can't take anymore of this teasing." Jimmy said to me
as we were laying there. He rolled off of the bed and bent over it with
his feet on the floor. I got off of the bed and got in position behind
him. I wasted no time, he had already been fucked tonight, so I was going
to hit it hard and fast. I plunged my shaft all the way into him in one
thrust. I saw Brad's angelic face watching me, slowly jacking himself off.
I started pumping in and out of Jimmys ass. It was a great feeling, but
nothing like the feeling I get from making love to Brad. Brad came over
and started feeding his cock to Jimmy. I leaned over and started licking
Brad's neck and kissing him. Brad was really getting into things and
started really driving his hips back and forth, driving his cock down into
Jimmy's throat. He was really skull fucking this poor kid. I heard Jimmy
gag a few times and could feel him tense when he did, but Brad didn't stop.
Next thing I know Brad is shuddering and shooting his load straight down
Jimmies throat. I felt Jimmy tense up a bit, but I was not ready to cum
yet. Brad walked over to the chair in the corner of the room and just sat
there and watched as I kept slamming my 7.5 inches into Jimmy's hungery
hole. I finally felt that flush of hot liquid rising up my shaft and
started shooting into Jimmy. I finished and pulled myself out of Jimmy and
laid down on the bed. Jimmy laid down beside me and Brad crawled in on the
other side.

I was ready to sleep, but Jimmy said that he had to leave, so Brad called
him a cab. We waited until Jimmy had left and then Brad crawled back into
bed with me. I waited to feel him snuggle up against me, but he didn't. I
figured he was too tired and just wanted to get some sleep.

I woke up the next afternoon groggy and a little hung over, and Brad was
not laying beside me. I got up and showered and walked out to the kitchen.
Brad was sitting at the breakfast counter smoking a cigarette. I knew
something was bothering him, he had an upset look on his face, and he never
smoked.

"Whats wrong handsome?" I asked.

"I think we made a mistake last night, I couldn't stand watching you fuck
him. Did you enjoy that?" Brad asked.

"I thought you wanted everything that happened last night, I'm sorry I
didn't mean to hurt you baby. I love you." I said.

"I know you love me, but did you enjoy fucking him last night?" Brad asked
again.

"I enjoyed being with you, he was just a little bonus. I didn't need him
to have fun. Besides, I wasn't the only one who fucked him. You didn't
seem to be objecting then." I said.

"BULLSHIT, you enjoyed being with him, I saw the look on your face. You
were really getting into it. You loved doing him last night. Was he
better than I am? Did you like it more with him?" Brad was firing
questions off faster than I could answer him. And he was getting more and
more upset.

"Brad, I love you , and only you. I could never enjoy being with anyone
more than you. Yes, I enjoyed what happened last night, I am a man, how
could I not enjoy sex with a cute guy. But baby, I have you, and you are
the most important thing in my life. You mean everything to me, I don't
know what I would do without you." I said, starting to get more emotional.

"BULLSHIT, I know what you would be doing without me, HIM! I guess you'll
have to find out what you would do without me." Brad screamed grabbing his
keys and running out the front door.

I ran after him, but I found out that running was not a good idea with the
hang over. I made it to the door, but fell flat on my face on the porch.

"Jeff, are you OK?" Brad hollered, stopping at the front of his car.

"I'm fine, why do you care. I thought you loved me, I thought we could
work through anything. Now when we have a problem and need to talk, you
run out on me. Just go!" I shouted, realy pissed off now.

"Fine, I'm outta here!" Brad huffed, and got into his car and tore out of
the driveway.

I got myself up and walked back into the kitchen. "What in the hell had I
just done? Why did I get so mad? I really screwed things up this time." I
thought to myself. It was then that I could feel the blood running down my
chin. I walked into the bathroom to see a pretty nasty looking cut on my
chin just below my lip. "Yep, it's gonna need stitches." I thought. I
called dad and told him what had happened and asked him if he could give me
a ride to the emergency room.

there I was sitting in the emergency room with pop, crying to myself,
thinking how stupid I was. I had already seen the triage nurse, and now I
was waiting for one of the registration ladies to get me registered so I
could get my stitches and go home and pout.

"Jeff Rourke, window 4." Came over the intercom, so pop and I walked to
window 4 and sat down.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" The registration girl asked. She was the
cute redhead that all of the firefighters and paramedics drooled over when
they went into the hospital.

"I fell this morning and cut my chin." I said. Now I must admit that she
was a good looking girl, and that I, being the natural flirt that I am, had
flirted with her every time I went into the emergency room. I was starting
to think about why I was gay. "If I was straight, this would never have
happened." I thought.

"Well, we will get you all taken care of. Has your address or insurance
information changed?" She asked.

"No, still the same." I replied.

"Your emergency contact still Bradley Hannigan?" She asked.

I started to cry again. "No" Dad replied, "You better put me down for
that." While dad was giving her his information I was sobbing. I knew I
had screwed up. I should never have run after Brad and hollered at him
like that. I loved him, what was I going to do.

Well, after spending 4 hours at the emergency room and getting a lecture
from Doctor Jenkins, I was back at home, sitting on the couch drinking a
beer and feeling sorry for myself. Thats when it hit me, I was going to
have to have to see him tomorrow at work. What was I going to do, how
could I spend a whole shift with him, and not tell him I loved him, or kiss
him? I didn't know the answer to that. I thought maybe he might come home
tonight and I could really apologize to him, but I doubted it. I finally
gave in to my tiredness and crawled into bed.

I woke up the next morning, alone and devastated. I showered, got dressed,
and left for work. As I pulled onto the ramp in front of station 13, I
noticed that Brad's car wasn't there yet. I walked in, said good morning
to Dave, and walked up to my office. I sat down in the chair and just
zoned out. I never even heard Dave walk in.

"Hey Lou, I noticed you're alone this morning. Everything OK?" Dave asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine bro." I said, feeling the tears starting to well up in my
eyes.

"If you need to talk, I'm here. I know what it's like to fight with the
one person you truly love. Just remember, he loves you as much as you love
him. You two were meant for each other." Dave said, walking away.

That was more than I could take. I had to get out of there. I walked out
to my truck and started driving around town. I had been driving for about
35 minutes when the radio perked up. "Engine 13, Engine 16, Resuce 2,
Rescue 7, Captain 2 respond, the intersection of Morning Side Way and
Swatara Street, for an accident with entrapment."

"Captain 2 resonding." I said over the radio.

"Ok, Captain 2, Morning Side Way and Swatara, three vehicles in the
roadway, you have two patients trapped in the one vehicle. Witnesses say
they think the car might be on fire, it is smoking alot."

"Captain copies." I said, speeding up.

I was coming down Morning Side Way and could see heavy black smoke coming
from the intersection. "Captain 2 on scene working vehicle fire with
entrapment, tell Engine 13 and Rescue 2 to expidite, also start 2 more
paramedic units. I said as I was jumping out of my truck and grabbing for
a fire extinguisher. I ran over and tried to knock the fire down with the
extinguisher, but had no luck. I could hear sirens from the Engine and the
Rescue, but I knew they were going to have trouble getting through traffic.
I could see that the 2 older folks who were trapped in the car were both
unconscious and the fire was starting to go into the passenger compartment.
I grabbed a halligan bar and broke out the rear passenger side window. I
reached in and was able to grab the passenger and drag her into the back
seat. I got a good grip on her and pulled her out through the window. I
layed her down beside my truck and went back to the drivers side window. I
could see the fire was now in the passenger compartment and there was fire
shooting out of the dash towards the driver. I broke the drivers window
and tried to pull him out, but his legs were trapped under the steering
wheel. I ran back to the truck and grabbed another extinguisher to try to
keep the fire away from him. I could feel the heat of the fire on my face
and arms. I knew it had to be getting really bad for him.

Engine 13 pulled on scene and I saw Brad jump off and grab a hoseline. He
came over to the drivers window and pushed me back out of the way, spraying
water into the window and towrds the fire. I pushed forward and again
tried to pull the driver out of the window. Brad just pushed me back "We
got this Capt., the Rescues here, we'll get him out." He said.

I walked back over to my truck. The Paramedic units were here now, so I
just got into the truck and sat there, waiting to finish the report when
the crews had cleaned up. When I had finished the report and the tow
trucks had taken the cars away, I headed for the station. I was just about
there when my cell phone rang.

"Hey son, how are things going?" Dad asked.

"OK pop, I'm just miserable." I said.

"I know buddy, but I got just the thing to brighten your day. You, station
13, and station 11 are being assigned to the academy today. It's training
time." Dad said.

"Great, just what I need today." I mumbled.

"Oh, you know you love training, besides, all you have to do is sit there
and be the safety officer." Dad said.

"Yeah, I know, what time do we need to be there?" I asked.

"In an hour, I'll see you there." Dad said, and hung up.

I pulled back up at the station and walked over to Dave. "Hey, we need to
be at the academy in an hour. It's training day for us and station 11." I
told him.

"Good, I love training." Dave said.

"Good, make sure everyone else knows and is ready." I said, walking away
before he could answer me.

I walked out and got into the truck. I drove to the academy and spent some
time shooting the shit with the instructors. These were the same
instructors who had trained me when I went through the academy when I was
18. I had grown up with some of these guys hanging around the house with
dad.

"Well, you are going to be on the 4th floor landing, you will be the safety
there. We are going to have fires on the 3rd and 4th floors. The truck
will have to go in service and go to the 4th floor landing. That will be
the only access for the engine crew to the 4th floor." Matt said. Matt
was an older firefighter. He had been around our house all the time when I
was growing up. Dad and Matt were always really close friends.

"OK, I'll get ready." I said, grabbing my gear and airpack and starting to
climb up to the fourth floor. I saw that the engine and the truck were
just pulling into the academy lot. Now our academy is a top notch training
facility. It has it's own dispatch center and instructors on 7 days a
week. I got up to the fourth floor and got my gear and airpack on and
called over the radio to the dispatch center that I was in position. I
could here the other instructors and safety officers doing the same thing.
I heard the firetrucks signing on the air, and then I heard Matt come over
the radio. "Headquarters, fires are lit and we are ready for training."

"Station 13, Station 11, respond, reported commercial highrise fire,
building is being evacuated but there are some workers unaccounted for."

I heard Brad come over the radio next. "Station 13 responding, we copied
the info."

Then station 11 went responding. I heard the sirens pulling up in front of
the training building. I looked out over the landing and could see smoke
coming out of the 3rd floor and was noticing that there was smoke rolling
over my head now. I figured I was safe to not have my mask on yet, but it
was there when I needed it. I heard the truck getting set up and watched
as they swung the ladder up to the landing. I put my airpack mask on and
headed into the fourth floor. I turned around to see Dave and Brad
stepping off of the ladder with hoselines over their shoulders. They
connected into the standpipe and started moving into the fourth floor. The
engines had hooked up to the standpipe on the first floor and were starting
to pump water into the pipes. I was in the hallway now and could feel the
heat of the fire. I glanced back, Dave and Brad were just coming into the
hallway from the door. They were advancing in towards the fire. I guess
Matt had a few suprises in mind, because as they got halfway down the hall,
the overhead burner kicked on and fire started shooting over their heads.
They rolled onto their backs and Dave opened up the hoseline and started
spraying water onto the ceiling. All of a sudden their hoseline went dead.
I heard them call on the radio for more water. Well the water didn't come
and didn't come. It was starting to get hot up here and the fire was
spreading out into the hay and skids in the hallway. I saw one of the
instructors come out of the fire room and he looked like he was roasting.
He was heading my way. Thats when I heard the evacuation tones and the
airhorns going off.

Now if any of you are in, or have been in the fire service you know, when
the airhorns sound, it means get the hell out. You drop everything and
evacuate the building. Now during training, this usually means that the
training crews evacuate, but the instructors and safety officers stay in
place. I though this was going to be the case, but I was wrong. I heard
the dispatcher come over the radio, "All crews evacuate the structure, this
is not a drill, all personell evacuate the structure immediately." I saw
the instructor bolt for the ladder truck. I knew it was getting hot up
here, but how in the hell can you loose control of a fire in a training
building, and in such a short time. I turned around and headed for the
ladder. I reached the ladder and started my climb down. When I got to the
bottom, I took my helmet, mask, and gloves off and walked over to the other
instructors and safety officers and started to ask what had happened. That
was when I felt a hand grab my right shoulder and spin me around. I was
ready to fight, instinctively I pulled back with my right hand ready to
punch. I saw Brad standing there with a smile on his face. All of the
others were gathered around us.

"I'm sorry Jeff, about yesterday, and I'm sorry I freaked out." Brad said.

"Can we talk about this later?" I asked.

"No, we need to talk right now." Brad said. "Please, just listen to me. I
am sorry about everything. I just got really jealous and didn't want to
think about you with anyone else. I shouldn't have run out like that, but
I didn't know what else to do. I didn't want to stay there and say
something stupid that might ruin everything between us."

"You coul" was all I could get out.

"No talking, just listen." Brad said. "I love you Jeff, you mean the world
to me, and I proved that I could never be without you. I was miserable
last night, and all morning." Brad grabbed my hands and came closer. "I
want to be with you forever, I can't imagine spending another day without
you." Brad said, getting down on one knee. "Jeff I hope you can forgive
me. Jeffery Rourke, will you marry me, will you be my husband?" Brad
slipped a beautiful gold firefighters ring onto my finger.

I didn't know what to say. I was so stunned, I just stood there staring at
him.

"Yes, of course I'll marry you, I love you so much baby." I said, grabbing
him hugging and kissing him.

I heard the applause all around us, and looked over to see dad standing
there next to Matt, smiling and crying. I knew right then and there that I
was going to be happy for the rest of my life, and that I had the best
father in the world. Dad smiled and said that the whole training thing had
been a set-up. Brad had gone over to their house last night and spent the
night crying and talking with mom and dad. He and dad set the whole damn
thing up last night while I was at home crying myself to sleep.

The instructors put the fires out in the training building and we all
helped them clean up. Then we headed back to station 13 for some lunch.
Brad had already set that up too. Steaks and shrimp for everyone. Now in
our department every day at 7AM, noon, and 6PM the dispatch center makes
it's daily announcements and lists the trucks that are out of service or
out on a call. Well we were sitting down to lunch when the noon buzzer
came across. "Headquarters to all stations, be advised of the following
Engine 519 acting Engine 4, Engine 502 acting Engine 9, Engine 527 acting
Engine 46, Truck 501 acting Truck 12, Truck 515 acting Truck 55, Rescue 6
is out of service, B platoon is on duty, no active calls at this time.
Headguarters to all personell concerned, the department would like to
extend our congratulations and best wishes to Captain Jeffery Rourke and
Firefighter Bradley Hannigan on their engagement. For highlights of this
mornings engagement festivities you can contact the training academy for a
tape. Headquarters clear at 12:04."

I was blushing all over and so was Brad. I looked over at my father who
had this "Who Me" look on his face.

We finished our meals and the rest of the day went by slowly. Not many
calls and the ones we did get were nothing. It was finally time to go up
and relax in the bunkroom. I walked into the lounge, said goodnight to the
guys, grabbed Brad by the hand, and lead my fiance up to the Captain's
Bunkroom.

To Be Continued........

 

[Icelord23]

really godd hot story it was hot hot hot and can't wait for more

 

[sherman]

Still doing a great job ever time they get better and I get hornier.thanks

 

[firejock]

Firefighting Brotherhood
Biography
By: Firejock

Authors Note:

Someone asked for a biography page, and I thought that it might not be a bad idea. So here
it is.

The following is real information about me, Firejock, and my family and co-workers. The
Co-workers names have been changed to protect them. This info also happpens to match the
information about Jeff in the story. The information about the firehouse, the firetrucks,
and some other things like that has been changed to protect the department that I work for.


Hello, my name is Jeffery Rourke. I am a 28 year old firefighter/paramedic for a large
paid fire department in Maryland. I am 6'3", 255lbs, with light brown hair, honey brown
eyes and a nicely packaged 7.5 inches. I have a mustache that I have had since I was 16
years old. My head was shaved last year for the Saint Baldrick's event to raise money for
childhood cancer research. Most of our department did it. I work out 2-3 times a week,
just to stay in shape for the job. I have been working for this department since I turned
18. I was promoted to Lieutenant in late November of 1999. I have been stationed at
several firehouses within the department in the last ten years, but for the last three
years I have been at station 13. I was promoted to Captain in February of 2005.I am the
only openly gay fire officer in my department. There are several openly gay firefighters
now, and I happen to be deeply in love with the most gorgeous of them all, Bradley Hannigan.


Brad Hannigan is a 23 year old firefighter that is stationed at my firehouse. Brad is the
most gorgeous man I have ever met, 6', 195lbs, blonde hair, ice blue eyes and rather well
equipped in the hose department sporting his nice thick 8 inches. Brad is a very
intelligent man and a great firefighter. Brad and I have been together for 2 years, and we
are still as deeply in love now as we were then. I could not ask for a more perfect friend,
lover, or soul mate.


Patrick Rourke "Pop", my father, is a battalion chief with our department. Dad is a fiery
traditional Irish firefighter who has worked his way up through the department and earned
his spot in the chief's office. Dad is a very handsome man, 48 years old with the same
light brown hair as me, but with just a trace of grey at the temples, 6'4", and around
235lbs. Dad also works out to stay in shape. I know if things were different, dad was
younger and wasn't my dad, I would be after him in a heartbeat.

Kathleen Rourke, my mother. Mom is a beautiful readheaded Irish Catholic woman. She is
the one who keeps us all in line. A very traditional woman who is about 5'3" and 170lbs.
Mom has earned her stripes in the fire department, and is well loved by the firefighters.
Everyone loves when mom makes dinner for their station. Each station gets dinner once a
month. Mom and dad married when dad was 18 and mom was 17. I was born 2 years later.
I am one of 9 children, 5 girls, 4 boys. And all of us boys are firefighters, hell even 2
of the girls are firefighters.

Dave Miller is a 49 year old greek god. Dave has been a firefighter at our department
almost as long as my father. Dave works with me at station 13. At 5'11", 190lbs of
solid muscle with his jet black hair and dark brown, almost black eyes, he is gorgeous.
Too bad he is straight, but at least he is willing to play every once in a while.

Charlie Cramer is a 36 year old typical straight Irish man. Charlie has been fighting fires
for almost 20 years and has always been stationed at station 13. 5'9", 235lbs, with red hair
that hangs like a mop on his head and a typical firefighters bushy mustache. Dave does
have a little beer gut, but he is still an attractive man.




And now for all of you firefighter/EMS people, the following is the information about
station 13 and it's apparatus:



I work at Station 13 which is one of the busiest stations in our department. It also
happens to be the largest station in our department. Station 13 was originally built in
the late 1870's as a small 2 bay station that housed a horse drawn engine and ladder truck.
The fire service kept undergoing changes and the fire trucks kept growing in size, so the
department had to keep upgrading and remodeling the station. The front exterior of the
station was never changed, but the first floor was expanded off of the back of the station
to allow the bigger ladder trucks to fit in, the hay lofts were sealed off after the horses
were replaced with motorized trucks, and several other upgrades were completed. In early
1973 the department realized that station 13 was way to small for its growing population
of firefighters and the continually growing size of fire apparatus. Our department debated
over tearing station 13 down and building a brand new mega-station in its place, or simply
keeping station 13 and building onto the station. It was decided that the original station
13 was far to beautiful a structure to destroy and since it was still structurally sound,
the original station would stay, and a new addition would be built beside and attached to
the existing station. The work was started and in late 1975 the addition was completed and
station 13 became the largest station in our department with 2 bays in the existing station
and an additional 5 drive thru bays in the addition. At that time Station 13 housed only
an Engine and a Truck. It was decided that since Rescue 2's station was practically
falling down around them, they would be moved into the new station. A reserve Engine and
Truck were also placed at the new station. In the late 70's when the department got into
the ambulance business, one was housed in the new station. This filled all but one of the
bays.


Today station 13 houses an Engine, a Truck, a Rescue, 2 paramedic ambulances, a reserve
Engine, a reserve Truck, and a Duty Oficers Vehicle.



Engine 13: A 2003 Seagrave Engine with a 2000 GPM Pump, CAFS System, Amkus Rescue tool
system, and a lot of other firefighting equipment.

Truck 13: A 2002 American Lafrance 100' Tractor Drawn ladder truck. For those of you who
don't know what a tractor drawn ladder truck (tiller truck) is, the ladder truck is a lot
like a tractor trailer. It has a cab and a trailer with a pivot point. The tractor section
is controlled by the driver of the vehicle or "chauffer". The trailer section is controlled
by the "tillerman". This is the guy that sits in the back of the tractor section and "drives"
the back end of the truck. The back wheels turn just like the front wheels do. This allows us
better vehicle control and a tighter turning radius. This truck carries a full compliment of search
and rescue and ventilation supplies.

Rescue 2: A 2000 E-One / PemFab custom heavy rescue with a full compliment of equipment for
almost every type of rescue, including vehicle rescue, industrial rescue, rope rescue,
confined space rescue, and high angle rescue, as well as, equipment to assist with search
and rescue, ventilation, fire suppression, and structural collapse.

Medic 8: A 1996 Ford / E-One paramedic ambulance.

Medic 9: a 2002 Ford / Horton paramedic ambulance.

Eninge 513: A 1983 Mack CF 600 series engine with a 1250 GPM pump and a 750 gallon tank.
This is a reserve unit that is kept in our station.

Truck 513: A 1974 American LaFrance 100' tractor drawn ladder truck. This is a reserve
unit that is kept in our station.

Captain 2: A 2005 Ford Expidition. This vehicle carries a full compliment of incident
command and safety supplies, as well as, firegear and SCBA for the Captain.

If you have any other questions, please let me know and I will try to answer them.

Jeff, AKa FireJock

 

[sherman]

Thanks For All The Info, And For All That You Do Protecting Peoples Lives.

 

[ryankeith]

All I have to say is I am glad you put a disclaimer that says the stories are "Loosely" based on the guys you work with. As much as a fantasy it would be to work in a house like yours, I am hoping this stuff doesn't really happen under your watch as a Lt.. Some things should be just fantasy, like this story.

I know FDNY had a problem with officers letting their boys have sex with women in the houses, and they were fired, destroyed their careers over something dumb.

I know my department is nothin like this. Good story though and it makes us all seem really hot, but in all honesty...alot of firefighters aren't hot, at least in my area they aren't.

 

[firejock]

RyanKeith, your absolutely right. I know most of the firefighters that work in the same house that I do on different tricks are older and out of shape and not very attractive. I have seen alot of firefighters who are overweight, out of shape, and not overly good looking not only in my department, but in others that I have visited. I would never allow some of these things to happen in my station on my rotation. My guys know, I am an easy going and fun practical joker, but they also know that I am a very strict officer and that I would never do or allow anything that would tarnish the reputation of our department.

Yes, this story has been fun to write, and yes I have met and dated other firefighters from my department, but I would never allow any type of sexual activity to take place in the firehouse.

So, to everyone out there, thank you for enjoying the story and remember that yes, it is a work of fiction created now by three very gay firefighters and there are some things that are based on fact.

Remember, the brave men and women who risk their lives every day either as career firefighters, volunteer firefighters, or EMS do it because we love helping other people. We all work hard every day to maintain our professionalism and protect the public.

 

[ryankeith]

RyanKeith, your absolutely right. I know most of the firefighters that work in the same house that I do on different tricks are older and out of shape and not very attractive. I have seen alot of firefighters who are overweight, out of shape, and not overly good looking not only in my department, but in others that I have visited. I would never allow some of these things to happen in my station on my rotation. My guys know, I am an easy going and fun practical joker, but they also know that I am a very strict officer and that I would never do or allow anything that would tarnish the reputation of our department.

Yes, this story has been fun to write, and yes I have met and dated other firefighters from my department, but I would never allow any type of sexual activity to take place in the firehouse.

So, to everyone out there, thank you for enjoying the story and remember that yes, it is a work of fiction created now by three very gay firefighters and there are some things that are based on fact.

Remember, the brave men and women who risk their lives every day either as career firefighters, volunteer firefighters, or EMS do it because we love helping other people. We all work hard every day to maintain our professionalism and protect the public.

I meant to add, there may not be alot of hot lookin firefighters, but i would trust them with my life...well i have no choice...but they are some of the greatest guys I know