Wyatt: ‘Ahh shit! I’m sorry Mr. Abrams. You have to know I
didn’t mean to hit your assistant like that.’
Corbin: ‘This is it for you Wyatt! That policeman said you
deserved another chance, but he was wrong. You are fired and in fact I am
calling that precinct right now!’
*picks up office phone and dials precinct*
Wyatt: ‘WHAT!? NO? SERIOUSLY, I DIDN’T MEAN TO HIT HIM!’
Corbin: ‘You sit your ass down in that chair young man right
now. They will be here shortly.’
*puts phone down and stands in front of his office door*
*silence* *several minutes pass and someone knocks on door*
*Abrams opens the door*
Corbin: ‘Ahh officer, I gave him another chance like you
said and he failed miserably. He assaulted my assistant Monroe.’ *points at
Wyatt*
King: ‘I see. Well I will take care of this then.’ *walks
over to Wyatt and pulls him up from his feet*
King: ‘Put your hands behind your back…..I SAID BEHIND YOUR
BACK!’
Wyatt: ‘Alright, alright I get it. Sheesh!’ *puts hands
behind back and King pulls them tight to cuff him*
King: ‘No attitude, this isn’t on the freeway genius.’
*pushes Wyatt out of the room* ‘He won’t be a problem anymore.’
Corbin: ‘Well he isn’t coming back here anyway.’ *slams
office door*
Wyatt: ‘Seriously I didn’t do…..’ *King cuts him off*
King: ‘Man, you really need to try and behave yourself. You
are going to get yourself in a lot of trouble you know.’ *goes down elevator
with Wyatt in front of him* *puts arm on his shoulder* *Wyatt moves forward*
King: ‘WYATT, GET THE FUCK BACK WHERE YOU WERE RIGHT NOW!’
*Wyatt rushes back* *King puts both arms on his back*
King: ‘DON’T YOU FUCKING MOVE YOU SEXY MANBOY!’ *Wyatt
sweats as the gargantuan officer pushes all 300 pounds of him on top of the 175
pound man*
*elevator opens and the two men slowly walk out the front
entrance of the building* *King opens the side door to the same cruiser as
before and pushes Wyatt inside* *he closes the door and gets in the driver side
door*
King: ‘NO FUCKING TALKING WYATT, YOU HEAR ME?’
Wyatt: ‘Uhhh yeah…..’ *King interrupts*
King: ‘WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY?’ *reads Wyatt his
Miranda rights*
*they arrive at the precinct and King yanks Wyatt out of the
car**he directs him inside and takes him into an interrogation room*
King: ‘SIT DOWN DUMBASS!’ *pulls a chair up for Wyatt and
plops him in it* *he undoes his handcuffs*
King: ‘PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE TABLE.’ *Wyatt does it quickly*
‘Now I want to know why you would assault your boss’s assistant.’
Wyatt: ‘He was making fun of me because I was always getting
yelled at by my boss so I decked him.’
King: ‘You know you can’t do that Wyatt. You end up sitting
him in front of me. Now I have to charge you with assault.’
Wyatt: ‘Aw come on, can’t we do what we did last time?’
*smiles and then winks at King*
King: ‘And what did we do last time exactly little man?’
*nods his head at Wyatt and gets him to notice the camera* *Wyatt realizes what
he means and shuts up*
*knock on the door*
Broughton: ‘Officer King, the assistant is here for
questioning.’
King: ‘Okay, give me a minute. You don’t move a muscle
little man, I will be back shortly.’ *gets up and leaves the room*
*thirty minutes pass as Wyatt nearly falls asleep* *King
opens the door and pounds on the table*
King: ‘HEY DON’T YOU SLEEP ON ME!’ *smiles and takes his
uniform jacket off* *he unbuttons the first two buttons which expose his
mammoth pecs* *Wyatt stares straight at them* ‘EYES ON ME MANBOY!’ *Wyatt has
trouble concentrating but manages to look into King’s eyes*
King: ‘So, he told me everything and I think he has a case…..but
I also think we can resolve this somehow. This Monroe fella is a bit douchy,
but I still don’t see a reason for you to punch him like you did. You left a
major bruise on his face.’
Wyatt: ‘Don’t I get a say in this? I mean geez…..’
King: ‘Sure, but I figure you will embellish it so give it
your best shot manboy.’
Wyatt: ‘Well like I said…..’ *King stops him and gets behind
him* *he whispers something in his ear*
King: ‘The camera is off now. You can make a deal with me if
you want, but I will make the final decision Wyatt.’
*Wyatt turns his head and smiles* *King walks over to a
corner and stands with his arms crossed*
King: ‘So what will it be there sir, want to make a deal or
not?’
Wyatt: ‘I don’t know what you mean by deal? Is this another
favor?’
King: ‘Well it could be, but you will have to sacrifice a
little bit of freedom. Are you willing to do that man?’
*Wyatt goes to stand up but King motions for him to remain
seated* *The young man looks bewildered* *King winks at him and bounces his
pecs strained in his shirt*
King: ‘Well, what’s it going to be little man? Deal or no
deal?’
Wyatt: ‘I am going to say yes, but I don’t know what you are
up to officer?’
King: ‘You said yes, so I am going to cuff you again.’
*gets his cuffs out and makes a motion for Wyatt to put his
hands behind his back again* *Wyatt does so as King walks over and cuffs him
again*
King: ‘GET UP! FOLLOW ME WYATT.’
*King takes him down the hall to a room with a double-sided
mirror* *He shows Wyatt that the people in the other room can’t see them*
*Wyatt recognizes the guy being interviewed as Monroe*
King: ‘Yep, that is the assistant you assaulted. Looks
pretty banged up too, but you did something bold. You gave up something you
didn’t have to man and I like that.’
Wyatt: ‘Why is he still here anyway? I thought you were done
with him?’
King: ‘Well Wyatt, I’m not just a traffic cop, I’m also in
charge of the SVU here, so I can tell my partner in there, Jamison, to offer
him a deal to drop charges against you.’
Wyatt: ‘Whoa really?’ *ponders for a few seconds* ‘Wait,
what is the catch?’
King: *smiles and tenses his arms* ‘You have already done
part of it Wyatt. You will be spending a few days here in the jail. I will take
you down there in a few minutes, but first I want you to hear the deal.’
*King opens the com system to the other room*
King: ‘Jamie, I want you to offer him a deal.’
Jamison: ‘I’ll get to it now boss. Just give me a few
moments.’ *opens his folder and pulls out the contract* ‘I am willing to offer
you a monetary reward in exchange for dropping charges.’
*Monroe grabs the document and skims through it* *his eyes
get really large and he grins*
Monroe: ‘WOW, I am really surprised. He didn’t even break
any bones and I could get this amount of money? Where is the pen, I am sold?’
*takes pen and signs off on the contract*
Jamison: ‘It is a done deal boss. Looks like this case will
be over very soon.’
King: ‘Thank you kindly Jamie, you can take Mr. Monroe to
the courtroom now please.’
*turns com off and turns to look at Wyatt*
Wyatt: ‘So I serve a few days and…..then what?’ *looks
confused*
King: ‘Then you will be free of course, but the money is
substantial and you will have to volunteer for a program of your choice, see it
as a type of community service.’
Wyatt: ‘Hmmm okay, well since I am not working now it might
not be a bad thing.’
King: ‘Sure, you may even enjoy it a lot. I need to take you
down there now.’
*grabs Wyatt’s arm and pulls him along* *they walk through
the precinct down the stairs into the jail*
*Wyatt looks a little scared but
King keeps him close by*
King: ‘It’s alright man, you won’t be alone much. I’ll be by
sometimes to talk to you, but that guard down on the end, Roberto, will have to
suffice for now.’
Wyatt: ‘Umm okay, I hope I am by myself.’
King: ‘Yes you will, no sharing cells here.’ *gets to
Wyatt’s cell and opens the door* *takes his cuffs off and pushes him inside*
*closes the door behind him and stands there*
King: ‘Now I will be back in a bit, I have paperwork to do
so in the meantime Roberto will keep you company. BEHAVE!’ *walks back the
other way as Wyatt looks on*
*Wyatt stares at the stone-faced Puerto-Rican who* *starts
whispering to himself*
Wyatt: ‘UGH! How did I get myself into this and what is he
going to do with me I wonder? Oh well, I guess I will sleep for a bit.’ *lays
down to sleep*
*two hours pass and Wyatt is awakened by Roberto*
Roberto: ‘HEY YOU, FEEDING TIME!’ *he hands Wyatt a menu
which surprises him*
Wyatt: ‘Wow, I get to choose the food? Cool.’
Roberto: ‘Count yourself lucky muchacho. You have friends in
high places.’
Wyatt: ‘I’d say, I wonder if officer King did this?’
*chooses the chicken with rice meal*
Roberto: ‘I will bring you the food shortly. NO SLEEPING!’
*he walks down the hall and hands the order to another guard*
*Wyatt sits and waits* *Roberto returns to stand across from
his cell*
Wyatt: ‘So can I talk to you?’ *silence* ‘Great no
conversation.’ *silence* ‘How long is this…..’ *Roberto talks*
Roberto: ‘SHUT UP MUCHACHO AND WAIT OKAY? YOUR FOOD WILL BE
HERE SOON.’
*after a few more minutes Roberto walks away and is holding
a tray* *it is steaming as Wyatt catches the aroma and sighs* *he hands it to
Wyatt*
Roberto: ‘Here I suggest you savor it because it will
probably be the only good meal you get here.’
Wyatt: ‘I will Roberto.’
*he starts eating slowly* *Roberto turns his head in the
other direction as he eats*
Wyatt: ‘Come on talk to me, I need something to do besides
eat.’
Roberto: *groans* ‘I am not allowed to talk to you muchacho.
Officer King will be here soon, why don’t you just hold your tongue until he
gets here again.’
Wyatt: ‘You are no fun. I guess I will wait, at least I know
he will talk to me.’ *finishes eating and hands the tray back to Roberto*
*the guard walks off and disappears around the corner*
*there is no guard around at that moment which makes Wyatt a little
uncomfortable* *he finally gives up and goes to lay down for a bit* *the sound
of a door opens* *Wyatt dozes off*
Wyatt: *dreaming* ‘Wha…..errrr…..uhhhh…..I don’t want to
drink it, it tastes bad. Ewww…..stop doing that….no I don’t want it. *makes
shoving motion as he sleeps* Please……stop….’ *King shakes him to wake him up*
Wyatt: *jumps up* ‘AHH, oh sorry officer.’
King: *looks concerned* ‘You okay man. I could hear you down
the hall and wondered what the hell was going on.’
*Wyatt notices that King is wearing a tight tank showing off
his bulging muscles and little black shorts*
King: *sits beside him and puts his arms around him* ‘See
something you like little man. Why don’t you tell me about your dream first?’
Wyatt: ‘Well…..I can’t remember now sorry.’
King: ‘It’s okay Wyatt, why don’t you lay on my lap for a
minute.’
*Wyatt leans over and lays his head directly on top of the
officer’s huge rod laying in his shorts* *Wyatt feels it throbbing wildly and
reaches to pet it* *King moans as Wyatt rubs his face on it* *King pulls his
shorts off and pushes Wyatt’s face on it* *He gobbles it down and starts
sucking rapidly*
King: ‘Mmmmm feels good man, I am really starting to like
you a lot Wyatt.’
*Wyatt feverishly sucks making King start to growl as he
pulls the young man’s stripes off* *King picks him up from his legs and turns
him so he can swallow Wyatt’s cock* *Wyatt moans deeply as the officer moves
slowly but steadily back and forth getting a rhythm going*
Wyatt: *stops sucking* ‘OHH GAWD OFFICER, FEELS SO AMAZING.’
*goes back to sucking again*
King: *feels his cum starting to move up into his cock*
‘YEAH WYATT MMMMM KEEP GOING MAN, KEEP GOING, ALMOST THERE, OHH FUCK, RIGHT
THERE MAN, RIIIIGGGHHHTTTT THERE, YES!!!!!!!’ *spills his seed down Wyatt’s
face and deep inside his throat*
Wyatt: *licks his lips* ‘OH officer, it tastes so good.’
King: ‘Call me Marc Wyatt, we are beyond just acquaintances
now. Now fucking feed me you sexy man.’
Wyatt: ‘I’ll try Marc.’ *feels it building in his balls as
Marc increases his intensity two-fold*
King: ‘Mmmmm yeah come on little man, I know you have a big
one in there somewhere. *rubs Wyatt’s balls* Let go hot stuff, I want your hot
cum in my body.’
Wyatt: ‘I….uhhh….shit….here it comes…..’
*King stops sucking and sticks his tongue out as Wyatt’s
thick cum shoots directly into his throat* *King growls and pounds the bed as
he swallows his spunk* *Wyatt moans slowly as the officer swallows every drop
of cum* *He turns Wyatt around and kisses him on the lips and holds him
tightly* *Wyatt pulls King’s tank off and kisses his chest*
King: *looks into Wyatt’s eyes* ‘I do believe you are
starting to get comfortable with me little man. I know I like spending time
with you.’
Wyatt: ‘I can’t seem to help myself Marc. You are insanely
hot and I just want to continue having sex with you.’
King: ‘Then have sex with me Wyatt. Do what you want, I
won’t stop you.’
*Wyatt goes back to worshipping King’s swollen pecs* ‘He
bounces them as Wyatt licks each one* *The young man toys with King’s nipples
which makes his growl again* *His cock starts bouncing uncontrollably*
King: ‘Wyatt…..man…..you are making want to fuck you really
bad.’
*pauses for a few seconds, grabs Wyatt and pushes him down
on his cock* *Wyatt squeals as King’s thick cock spreads him wider* *The
sensation is so amazing that Wyatt sprays King’s chest* *King reaches down and
spreads his finger in the cum before putting it on his tongue* *he smiles and
moans as he picks up speed on Wyatt*
King: ‘OHHHHH FUCKKKKKK YEAHHHHHH MANNNN *moves even faster*
I WANT TO FUCKING SHOOT IN YOU SO BAD.’
*King feels it building in his balls and slows his tempo
down just enough to squeeze each jet into Wyatt’s intestines* *Wyatt moans long
and deep as King thrusts jet after jet inside him holding him tight to his
chest*
Wyatt: *sighs* ‘Ohh officer, feels so good. I haven’t felt
like this in ages. Thank you for making me feel like a man again.’
King: *holds him tight* ‘I feel a connection with you Wyatt.
I don’t quite know what it is, but I can feel it.’
Wyatt: *rubs King’s thick arms and kisses the peaks on his
biceps* ‘I am beginning to fall for you I think. I don’t really know why
either.’ *leans into his chest as King rubs his head*
King: ‘I promise you won’t be in here long. I need to get
out of here before someone catches me fraternizing with the inmates. I will
talk to you soon man.’ *waves goodbye and races out of the cell in just his
underwear that he just put on*
Wyatt: *talks to himself* ‘What is going on in my head? That
dream earlier seems to be resonating somehow now.’ *puts his stripes back on*
‘I guess I should try to sleep again. Not going anywhere anytime soon.’
*lays
back down* ‘I am afraid to sleep, but I am tired.’ *closes his eyes* ‘I
feel….so….funny…..’ *passes out*
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