"Yes, officer! Oh, fuck yes! Arrest me. Fucking arrest my arse and haul me in until I blow my load all over myself." Jason's voice was a mere whisper, but the words he spoke were clear. He needed this just as much as Casey did.
Soon Casey gained a rhythm. His heartbeat pounded loud in his ears, a sure sign he was approaching the point of no return. He leant forward, parting Jason's legs wider so he could kiss his lover while he was inside him. Jason took a moment to fathom what Casey wanted, but eventually he understood. Sure, this was their first time, but to Casey, their connection felt comfortable. Natural. Wonderful.
They kissed again.
For what seemed an eternity, but probably only a few moments of anxious and nerve-filled love making, they stayed connected, working as one toward the same goal. Completion and validation by both of their orgasms.
Casey pushed himself in as deep as he could go, the final act before he would climax. Jason groaned, opening his legs wider, writhing in pleasure and spurring Casey on even more. Many times he tried to grip Jason, hold him in a bear hug. Their sweat, their heat, made such a thing almost impossible. In the end, and just before Casey could feel his balls tighten to the point where he knew his cum would burst out of his cock, he parted his kiss.
At that moment, Jason came.
Thick, white ribbons of cum laced over his stomach and chest. The sight was awesome, and one which sealed the deal for Casey. He came, too.
A short moment after his orgasm, and with his mind focused on one thing and one thing only, his Jason, he collapsed.
"You're fuckin' good," Jason whispered into Casey's ear, coming to hold him, bring him even closer.
"You're not worried?"
"About what, Casey?"
"Call me Case. All my friends do."
There was a moment of pause, a moment of Jason's hands running over Casey's back, feeling him right down to his buttocks. "Sure, but what are you talkin' about?"
"You going to be all right about me being a cop and all."
Jason let out another wonderful chuckle, one which sent butterflies fluttering about inside him. "Damn sure I am all right with it. I mean, I know I'm going to be all good 'cause I've got you to protect me. How many other blokes can say they have that? Not fuckin' many."
"I could be hurt…or worse, killed, while I'm on the job. You understand that, don't you?"
Jason pushed Casey away, looking him deep in the eyes. "You've got folk who care for you, that's all you need. Don't worry about the ifs and buts. Worry about right now. Worry about making the both of us happy. Heck, I've even made progress, too."
Now Casey was curious. "You have? What have you done?"
Jason beamed a smile. "I've enrolled back into school. I'm going to study engineering, just like I wanted to way back before I went off the rails."
Casey hugged him tight, the news of Jason going back to study was even better than making love to him…almost. "That's awesome."
"I'm glad you think so. Now, my turn to give you one, good and hard. Then we're even and we can start again."
Casey couldn't help but smile. "I see. So you're point scoring, are you?"
"Darn fuckin' straight. Now, bend over for me, Case. I got me a hankerin' for some cop arse and you're the only one in easy reach."
A split second after Jason has said those words, Casey broke his embrace and began tickling him. Soon, both were on the floor in fits of laughter. Kissing, groping, both getting hard again.
"I think we're going to be all right, you and me." He couldn't help but become overwhelmed with joy. A feeling he hadn't had for a long time. Goodbye inhaler. Hello spit and cum swapping.
Jason reached over for another condom, something he found awkward with his left hand, seeing as his other one was still tender from the gunshot wound. "I don't doubt it. Oh, and I'm glad I got tortured and all that shit, because it meant a wonderful bloke like you could come and rescue me."
"Just shut the fuck up and get that cock of yours into my arse," Casey said, as cheeky as he could muster and emulating Jason all in the one go.
Jason's eyes opened wide. "Why you bastard, just you wait."
Casey couldn't help but smile. He was glad he had found Jason in the dungeon. He was also glad he had the support of the Sarge, his work partner Bruce, and now his boyfriend. He had a feeling, deep down, he would need all the help he could get as his reputation spread amongst the underworld, and even the force for that matter. Having a magical foreskin wasn't something he could keep a secret forever.
He shook those thoughts from his mind. One thing Jason said he was right about. Casey would worry about the future when the future happened. For the here and now he was in the arms of a beautiful man. Life couldn't be more perfect.
Watch for more Casey Watson stories coming soon…
About the Author
My name is Mark Alders. I live in a house. This house has a street in front of it which is a good thing because if it didn't I wouldn't be able to drive down to the shop and purchase the chocolate I need on a daily basis *giggle* Seriously, I am a mild mannered post office worker by day and an erotic romance writer (mainly male/male) at night. Not much else to say other than, like everyone else, I have bills to pay, a mortgage and family that I love and drive me crazy all at the same time. Oh, and I have a dog, too! See? Average Joe…except when I get down and write…then I let my imagination go to places I never knew existed and my characters invade my mind.