Agents Universe

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===== 9 Hours Later, On late sunny afternoon in downtown DC=====

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I take a seat in my new local hole in the wall eatery, well this is not a new place, but new for me. Hank’s Burger and Donut House has been in downtown DC for decades and all the local folks make this regular stop. Trey and I had plans to come here, along with a host of other places after we returned from South Africa...we had some stored up shore leave and we were not going to go anywhere but we had simply planned to tour the city of DC. With his passing...my shoreleave was consumed with burying the man I loved. After months of isolating myself from anything that reminded me of him...my friends Charlie and Karen stepped in for some deep emotional intervention, forcing me to get counseling and get back out into life. As part of my healing process, I was challenged to visit each of those locations Trey and I planned to experience together. So,four months ago I started on my path of healing. At each location I would order something for me...and then get an extra plate, cup of coffee, dessert or just anything and I would set it at the table in honor of my love and an expression of my growth and moving back into life.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
So I sit here in my booth in a dark t-shirt that grips my muscular tone frame and my favorite pair of tattered jeans, with a clean new pair of Nike brightly colored tennis shoes. I did not shave this morning, so now in the afternoon I have a good sexy light bearded haze on my face. Well, here at Hank’s I sit...alone...this is the last place on the list that Trey and I had. I stare across the booth over my book, at the second coffee cup. The steam rolls off the cup, the coffee is black with three sugars next to it. I smile as that is how he likes it..”Four was too much and two were too few...but three were just right,” Trey would say to every waitress we had. I would roll my eyes...but now I fucking miss that and so many things. A single tear strikes down my cheek. I wipe it away quickly and I return to my book. I look up again as the door opens…”Oh fuck…” I mutter to myself as I see him...my backseat lover from this morning...Robin Winters walks in. I slink down in my booth bench trying to hide like an insecure teenager.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
Today has simultaneously been one of the best and worst days of my life. I opened my heart to new, exciting experiences and instead found only guilt and shame. I haven’t been able to focus on anything all afternoon.. More official debriefs, although this time surrounded by people who actually supported my decision. I’m glad I didn’t have to deal with Amos Montgomery again after my.. Fooling around with Zachary in the backseat.. That would have just about finished me off. I can’t think of any of that, though. For now, I need to lock that away somewhere in my mind. I’ll revisit it again later, but the guilt is tearing me up inside.. I needed to focus on something else, so I went to visit Joel. My partner of four years, Joel is my absolute rock. He knows me like nobody else, and as he lay awake in his bed on the intensive therapy ward, he knew something was up with me. I refused to talk about it, instead pouring all of my attention into him and his health. He was stable, and doing quite well.. He’d been shot in the stomach which caused his body to go into shock after he lost so much blood.. I couldn’t get to him in time to dress his wound, hence my decision to kill Fabron so that I could get Joel some help. It was almost too late, but thank god he’s alright.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
Joel acted as a good distraction, and I spent about an hour with him. When I finished, I phoned my wife so that I could speak to my little boy. Hearing both their voices started to bring the guilt back to the surface.. But telling Vincent daddy loved him and hearing him say it back was enough to get me through the night. With Vincent in bed and Melissa being the way she is, I decide to hit Hank’s and have a burger at my favourite place to ease some of the pain. Hank’s is always quite busy, mainly because it’s known for being one of the best burger places in town.. But it’s never so busy that I can’t get a table. It’s quite a small place, and as soon as you walk in you go past the bar where all the amazing staff gather. I smile at the owner as I walk in. “Nick, my man.. How’s it going?” Nick is Hank’s son, who took over the business after his dad died a few years ago. I used to love coming here when Hank ran it, but Nick has done an excellent job of keeping his father alive. He even kept his dad’s name in the restaurant in honour of him. We hug briefly and he takes me to a table.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
I sit down as he asks me if there’s any point in ordering. I laugh and say “of course not, just the usual please, my friend!” and what that means is a Hank’s special barbecue honey pork burger with fries, onion rings and a beer. Absolute perfection served on a plate with a chilled bottle to accompany it. It’s exactly what I need after a really shit day.. I need to put it all behind me. As of this moment, Zachary Bouchard is a thing of the past. A fleeting moment of weakness, a glimpse into a world I will never live in because I am committed to my family. My boy. I will be unhappy with Melissa forever if it meant him having his mom and dad together. Nick brings over my beer and I thank him, then have a glance around the restaurant to observe my fellow diners. I love seeing people happy at Hank’s.. It means they’re-- fuck. No. I tear my eyes away from one diner in particular. Are you fucking kidding me. Are you for real? The onslaught of sweat and chest pain that arrives after seeing Zachary Bouchard’s face in a booth is overwhelming. How is this possible? How is this happening?

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
This is my fortress of solitude. I come to Hank’s to escape everything. There’s no guilt or sorrow at Hank’s. There’s no drunk wives or husbands who think of leaving them. It’s just happy times, Robin in his safe space. But no.. in an instant I feel like that is all taken away from me, like Hank’s is suddenly a burger bar ran by the devil himself, whose soul purpose in life is to fuck me up completely. Why is he here? There’s a thousand other places in this shithole city that sell burgers. Unbelievable. Un-fucking-believable. Once I get over the initial shock, which seems to last a while.. I start thinking a little more rationally. My breathing slows and my heart rate comes down. I believe things happen for a reason, and I have decided that the reason Zachary is here at the same time as me is because I owe him an apology. He knows I’ve seen him, so I have to take the plunge. I get up and walk over to him, leaving my beer behind as I don’t plan on staying. I hold my hand up in a pretty awkward wave. “Hi, Zach..” I take a breath, cringing a thousand times inside as I try and power through this. I look at the cup of coffee opposite him. “I see you have company, but I just wanted to say.. I’m sorry about earlier. I shouldn’t have just walked out on you like that, you didn’t do anything wrong. I guess.. I just got overwhelmed..” that’s an understatement. “So.. thanks for.. Your interest, and giving me that moment.. And sorry I kinda ran away from you. No hard feelings?”

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I am beginning to sweat as I see Robin Winters sit down…”Oh fuck, why, oh, why today… after the awkward departure… my fucking lust..” I speak to myself in pure personal terror. I keep looking down at my book, trying to seem engrossed. In my peripheral vision I can see him order. He seems to know the owner and the place well. Maybe, just maybe, I can be here without him noticing me. I see him order, then go about his business, but then I am rattled as he looks right at me and I see his face… panic… OH, FUCK. I want to get up and leave… I want to crawl into the kitchen and sneak out the back… WHY did I have to do this today!? Then, the panic increases as I see him stand. “Oh fuck me,” I say into my book as I see him rise. I can see his body through his clothes and my dick responds. I see his thighs flex and move in his trousers, which hug his muscled leg. His shoulders are prominent in his shirt as his sleeves grip his battle hard muscles. His wife is one lucky lady, but that lust and attraction I have for him does not make this coming confrontation any easier.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I see he left his beer at his table, so he has communicated he does not wish to join me, which is a relief but a paradoxical disappointment too. I am still lost in the backseat with him… I never intended for it to go that far, but I have not felt that way about a man for many months since.. Trey.. passed. He comes to the table and I look up, meeting his kind eyes. He is embarrassed, and it’s obvious, but he is being very genuine… plus, I feel the attraction again… from him. I hear him give his apology and it is so sweet that he is here. The backseat affection was real, though I am still curious as to why he dove into me so deeply. The comment on the coffee cup makes me cringe… fuck, I am not ready to talk about that… with anyone. “Oh no… I am here alone… that cup, well…” I say, stirring in my seat. “That cup is in honor of a fallen friend of mine.” I look down, embarrassed by my deep welling up of emotion. I need to get a grip. “It’s a silly little tradition..,” I say as I quickly wipe away a tear, then re-engage his eyes. I turn to him and my chest billows out with some deep breaths. “Listen, you don’t owe me any apologies for today… that fault is mine. There are no hard feelings… well, other than my hard cock that you can kiss, sir…” I say, being playful as I try to lighten the mood.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
“There is no reason for this to be awkward… we are both men of deep passions who let ourselves go too far. I know you are a good husband and a wonderful father. You did nothing to dishonor them today… It was me.” I give him a reassuring look, showing him comfort and support. My cock still snakes in my jeans as I so desperately want to pull him into this booth with me and wrap my strapping thighs around him, crushing him till he releases his man cum in his pants. I blink to refocus for my impassioned, deep and lustful thoughts. “You are welcome to join me… business only, and you tell me about the briefing. I won't get the transcript of it till tomorrow. I know Chief Agent Benson can be a bit of a dickhead.” I say motioning to the empty seat. “But there is no pressure and definitely no hard feelings… no reason at all to apologize, Robin. You are very kind.” I say looking to you then I turn back to my book. “The seat is open if you wish, but no expectations. Enjoy your meal.” I say as I move my hand to my cock in sly fashion to press against it in its growing state.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
I listen as he explains briefly about the coffee, like it is in honour of somebody he lost. It’s a nice gesture, and my first glimpse at the real man hiding behind this sexy, confident exterior. I appreciate his stance on the events of today, but his hard cock comment makes my guts twist and cheeks flush. Oh, fuck.. Fuck, fuck, fuck.. I don’t know if I like it, it’s all a little too much. I’ve tried to put it all in the past, and here I am meant to be joking about his cock. I smile awkwardly and rub my arm, desperate to move past the moment. Then comes his offer of spending the evening with him, “professionally”.. He’s right in guessing that Benson was a A-grade prick during the debriefing. There is plenty we could be having a friendly chat about.. But I feel like agreeing to this is further committing to cheating on my wife and betraying my son’s love. I sigh, scratching my head gently as I squirm in front of him. “Thank you, Zachary.. I appreciate everything you just said, but.. With all due respect, I won’t join you. It’s nothing personal.. just.. guilt on my part. I hope you understand?” I smile warmly at him, I really don’t hold anything against him. He’s just a guy who flirted with somebody he was interested in.. I made the decision to respond to his advances. “Have a lovely evening, Zachary..”

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
I turn and return to my table, feeling bad for turning down his offer.. But I couldn’t go through with it. I couldn’t go down that road. I take a large sip from my cold beer and pull out my cell phone, desperate for a distraction from this chaos.. However, what I see instead is enough to make me fall apart right here and now. A slew of drunken texts from Melissa, each one more cruel than the last. She tells me exactly what she thinks of me. She calls me ugly inside and out, she says I neglect Vincent by never being home. I’m useless, self-centred, heartless and pathetic. I send a quick message to Melissa’s sister, knowing my son is now alone with a drunk, angry woman. She lives close by and always goes to support them when I’m not there.. After that, I turn my phone over and place it on the table.. My heart feels like it has exploded in my chest. There’s been no love between Melissa and I for years now, and this isn’t the first time she’s called me all of these things. But no matter how many times I hear them, or read them like this.. It still feels like a knife to the gut. I’m not going to cry in public.. I refuse to draw attention to myself like that, but it gets me thinking. Why am I allowing myself to stay in this situation? Why am I refusing to give myself a shot at happiness.. I don’t owe Melissa anything, I have no reason to protect this marriage anymore..

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
I quickly wipe away a rogue tear that forms in my left eye and take a deep breath. I remove my wedding ring from my left hand and place it in my shirt pocket, trembling as I do so. It’s the first time it’s left my finger since the day we married.. I can’t believe this is happening. I stand and pick up my beer, stepping over to the bar with a heavy heart in my chest. “Hey, Nick. I’m changing tables, I’ll be in booth 6..” I smile weakly at him before turning back to face Zachary. I walk over to him slowly, feeling slightly dizzy.. But as I look at him I remember why I’m doing this.. Why I’m so attracted to him.. It fills me with desire and fuels me on. I approach his table and smile at him again. “So, uhm.. Slight change of plans.. Would your fallen friend mind if I sat in his seat?” I ask with a smirk.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I can tell by his body language that Robin is still uncomfortable. I get it, I really do… though I am not in a committed relationship, nor do I have a child.. I can see why the backseat incident would cause him discomfort and guilt. My heart sinks some into disappointment as I hear his words, fully knowing it was a total long shot hitting on a married man with a kid. I guess this kind of makes me a dick.. doing this. I mean he responded to me this afternoon, but seriously what was I thinking? The sexy man is married… out of my league and out of my touch. I nod gently at him as he denies my invitation, then I look back to my book and coffee, allowing him the dignity of leaving without my eyes on him. I see him walk away and I give a heavy sigh. I look up over at “Trey’s” coffee cup. “Well, you can’t say that I didn’t try, right?” I say quietly to the empty seat, as if Trey was sitting there in the flesh. I grin slightly, thinking of what he would say if he were here right now… and of course, if we had not been an item, what would Trey say as my friend? How would he advise me in this socially awkward mess I have put myself in? “You knew it was a long shot before you tried… but I am proud of you for reaching for the stars.” He would say. A tear streams down my face. Fuck, I miss him so much… so damn fucking much.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
My heart aches… I take another sip of coffee, then the waitress brings my apple pie and french fries… Yes, I am having french fries with my pie. I catch her judging stare as she says, “Anything else, hun?” I look up kindly at her, this is Mary.... she is a struggling single mother of two boys. This is also her second job. Intel and information is my game, so I often research the places I go, one for security and two for ways to help the underdogs out there. I slip three hundred-dollar bills into her hand, “I think french fries are a food group all on their own.” I say playfully, “Now if you don’t mind snagging me some ketchup I will be just fine.” She laughs, nods and whispers “thank you so much”. I pat her hand and take another sip of coffee, then I dig into my pie. I turn my attention back to the book..The Thorn Birds. This was Trey’s favorite book, in fact this was his copy… I hate it… the story is worthless and totally bores me out of my mind… but I have reread this book over and over since his passing. He would read this book a few times a year. It connected him with his childhood and was his mother’s favorite book. She was his hero. See, Trey’s mom was a single mother, a waitress working job after job to support herself and her kids. That is the reason why I look for the underdogs… single parents struggling to make it… to give charity to honor the memory of my Trey.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I start reading… Chapter 9… then I notice Robin at the counter...talking to the owner, Nick. They seem to have friendship and knowledge of each other. He is probably leaving… the best thing to happen I am sure. I bring my eyes down to Chapter 9 and take another bite of pie… then HE IS RIGHT NEXT TO ME… fuck, my cock stirs. I look up with probably big, doe-like eyes as he asks to take “Trey’s” seat… I just stare at him… is this real… has this damn book of lust and church provocative writing affected my mind. “Um, sure, man…” I say as I reach and pull the honorary coffee aside to me. ‘Um, sure’ is all I can say? You stupid shithead, Zach, I say in my head. I watch Robin sit, I see his muscles move… his arm flex, I hear his jeans rub as his quads touch… FUCK my cock leaks… but at least he cannot see it. I sweat a little but then see him looking at my food choices.. “Oh, well.. I feel french fries are their own food group so they go with everything.” I say jokingly as I break the ice. Then I move my leg, just to resettle and it brushes his… fuck… the touch… but instead of shrugging it off… my body, with what seems to have a mind of its own, lets my leg linger there. A gentle rubbing happens as my leg side saddles his leg. I think all sorts of lustful thoughts, but no I will not say them… focus, Z. “So how did the briefing go at CIA headquarters? He was a dick wasn’t he? And let me guess, he quoted section 65.7 section a through c at you right?” I say as my leg still rests against his.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
I feel my guts twist and crunch inside my body.. But I know I want this. I sit opposite him and notice the diabolical mess on his plate.. is.. is that apple pie with french fries!? I pull a face, teasing Zachary as I question his choices. I nod at his response and laugh. “Each to their own, I’d never judge!” As soon as I finish speaking, I feel his leg press against mine. Our first physical contact since.. the car ride. Oh, fuck.. It feels like heaven. He keeps it there and it makes me stiff.. He’s such a handsome man, and I never thought I’d be attracted to a muscular, masculine physique.. But here I am, brushing legs with Zachary Bouchard and wanting him on the table, right here.. right now..

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
He strikes up a conversation about the debriefing at the FBI. I sigh a little, unsure how to even describe it. “You know Benson as well as I do. He was a prick.. But I’d take him over Montgomery anyday” I smile, pushing my leg into his as I talk. I glance at the book he’s holding in his hands and raise my eyebrows. “The Thorn Birds, huh? God I had to read that in high school.. It’s my mom’s favourite. She always cried at the part when Ralph--” shit, I’m not here to spoil the ending of his book, what am I saying!? “--Errrmm, never mind, ignore what I just said.. There is no Ralph..” I laugh awkwardly, taking a sip of my beer. Jesus I feel like a schoolkid on a date with the girl he really likes. I haven’t been on a date with somebody new since before Melissa, almost 10 years ago. I’m normally so confident and unfazed, this whole thing has stirred my brain around.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I take a few sips of coffee, then a bit of apple pie followed by some french fries drowned in ketchup. I know Robin must think I have the taste buds of a teenage boy. I can’t help but smile as he talks and shares the happenings of the FBI debriefing and all the tomfoolery of the lead administrations. I often think it is amazing any work gets done at either bureau with how the current leadership is filled with arrogant assholes and career-loving pussies who only think of climbing the government ladder of power. I am seeing a side of Robin I did not experience in the vehicle… granted it was all about his physical beauty and my wanting man-lust over him. Robin is a good man… a really good man… he loves his country, supports his family and seeks to do the right thing. But he is in pain… I see it in his eyes. He wants to be here with me… he is enjoying our touch… but there is a deeper underlying issue here… if I am correct, I wonder if his life on the homefront with his wife is on the rocks. Maybe I am just a rebound or a needed affair? It matters not… I tend to over analyze things way too much and here I have done it again.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I grin from ear to ear when he is speaking to me regarding my book and I laugh out loud when he shares his knowledge of it. I bring my other leg up alongside his and squeeze both my thighs together, pinching his legs together gently, as we play our sensual game under the table. “Well… you aren’t spoiling anything there. I cried when Ralph did… you know what.” I say winking at him. “This was…” I pause for a moment, gathering myself to not ruin our flirting session with my hidden heavy heart. “...this was a friends book, I simply read it to honor his memory some… it really is a fucking awful read,” I say chuckling as I set the book aside next to extra cup of coffee. I squeeze my legs again and make them both rub up and down along the side of Robin’s stone hard muscled legs. The waitress comes with his meal. He gives her the respect and attention a service person deserves and it is admirable. He genuinely cares for people. I watch him interact with her and fall more for him, seeing his kind inner self.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
Robin is a fit man… he has a good frame with plenty of muscle on it. I couldn’t imagine why his wife would not be all over him. Fuck, his chest alone, as i see its curves through his shirt, is divine enough for me to want to make love to him for days. To say nothing of his powerful legs, which I am getting off on feeling with mine… I am a leg man, it is my sexual trigger. I felt his thick, strapping thigh in the backseat and I nearly came a load in my trousers. What I wouldn’t give to feel his burly thighs wrapped around me. FUCK - get a grip, Z -- I snap back to Robin. “So, what is your favorite book? Past time?... tell me everything, man… I want to hear it all.” I say smiling as my legs continue their sensual rubbing conquest on his legs. I reach for more fries as I listen and watch him with pleasure.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
I feel a wave of relief when I realise I haven’t spoiled his book. I can’t believe I almost did that, but thankfully he has read it before.. which really surprises me since it’s so goddamn boring. I listen as he explains about it being a former friend’s favourite book, and how he reads it to honour his memory.. The notion behind that makes my guts twist. I haven’t had a conversation with somebody so thoughtful in so long. Everyone at work is so selfish and egotistical, and my wife hardly gives a shit about anyone other than her good pal red wine. Zachary is so deep and respectful.. It only adds to whatever it is I’m feeling for him right now. His legs sandwich mine under the table and I feel mine tense up in response, but I’m loving the feeling. Annie delivers my meal and I thank her politely. She’s worked here for years and we know each other quite well. I ask her briefly about her kids and wish her well, knowing she has a busy job to get back to. “Thank you, Annie. Take care..” I notice his smile as I turn back to him.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
Zachary catches me completely off guard as he asks me about my hobbies and pastimes. Nobody has asked me about myself in so long.. This is beginning to feel more and more like a first date and it’s making me nervous.. I’m never fucking nervous. “Oh, erm.. Wow.. I guess my favourite book is The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde. I love mental health, psychoanalysis stuff.. It’s pretty dark..” I chuckle. “Other than that, I like nature. I learn as much about animals as I can, they fascinate me. So does space, the stars and planets.. All that. I love music and learning about different cultures.. That’s my favourite part of my job. Going on missions in all these wonderful, strange places and learning about the local people.. What music they dance to, what food they eat. I love living their life for a few days and just taking it all in before I come back to the big, American city life” I smile, taking a bite of my burger and swallowing it down. Deag god, it’s heaven. “And what about you? Other than reading the most boring-ass books on the planet, what do you like? No offence to you friend, of course..”

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I watch him intently, smiling at the words he says, soaking in every moment we have here. My mind races through a varied run of thoughts as I try to rationalize my head and my heart. I feel like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde right now, as my cock throbs like a leaking python wiggling in my pants… all I want to do is drag my thick dick all over his wood-plank abs and paint him with my white load… then, my mind is telling me to just talk to him and be his friend. I am fucking falling for this guy hard… shit, what I am doing… this is a married man… but he sat down this time… he technically came onto me this time. Then my mind goes dark… maybe he is just playing with me… getting off on me… maybe he is just a hornry bastard looking for a quick cock load. I am making myself crazy as my mind spins, my heart tears in many directions, and my cock is a raging animal in my tight jeans. I am Jeykll and Hyde right here and right now...FUCK.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
He continues to verbally play with me, which I totally take as his way of flirting. He mentions so many interests that I share and love too. Each one makes me picture images of he and I sharing those activities… and in so many visions, I am reaching in his pants, grabbing his cock like fucking horny Mr. Hyde monster. He does not move his legs away from mine, in fact I feel him flexing his strapping thighs against mine. I flex my hard stone legs more, pinching his together and I pull my feet out of my flip flops, rubbing his ankles with my toes. I just want to touch him… feel him all over, but I focus to maintain control and go slowly. He asks me about my hobbies… I want to say “jerking you off”, but I hold my horny comments.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
In a playful tone, I respond: “Yeah, boring books are not really my thing… this is all a part of my therapeutic journey, they tell me…” I quickly move over this subject so I don’t seem like too much of a mental patient. “I love the outdoors, hiking and such. I enjoy a good wrestling match on TV or on the mats when I can. I read a lot of political science shit… it goes with the job,” I chuckle as my feet slide up into his jeans, feeling the sides of his calves. I munch on a few fries then continue. “I love fish… yes, fish. Fish know freedom and never debated justice. I often just wander around the national Aquarium and even help out at feeding times as I know several of the Marine Biologists there.” I swallow as I am sure I look like such a nerd. I clear my throat, “So if I might ask...Robin, why the change in plans… to come join me tonight?” I say hoping I have not overstepped. But I compensate by massaging my feet more up his jeans on his calves, to let him know I am fully interested.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
I listen intently as Zachary explains his hobbies and interests.. All the while, he’s stroking my legs with his feet. I.. like it. It’s a long-forgotten feeling, but it’s making me grow in my jeans. We have so much in common.. I love hiking and being outdoors too.. Wrestling is obviously a given in our job, two men vying for dominance and victory. His feet slide further up my leg and it makes me tingle.. Holy fuck.. I can barely focus on my burger because it feels so damn good. It’s so strange holding a normal conversation like this whilst he’s playing with my body under the table.. I’m torn between wanting to give into the moment and sneak off to the bathroom with him, and wanting to just get to know him and enjoy speaking to someone that isn’t drunk and abusive. He mentions fish and I raise my eyebrows. “Oh, that’s cool! I go scuba diving every once in a while, I love them too..” Damn, we’re definitely building a bond here.. I didn’t realise at first glance that we had just so much in common.. I assumed it was all physical, a quick fuck maybe.. A release for all this sexual tension I have built up inside of me.. But no. This is getting deeper.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
He asks me about my change of heart and I don’t entirely know what to say. I’m not ready for him to know about Melissa yet, and how awful she can be to me. I think about how to allude to the fact instead of just coming out with it.. I sigh a little and shrug. “I don’t know.. It’s been a long, long.. Long, long, long time since anybody has shown any interest in me.. I guess I’m just kind of.. Enjoying it. I never thought I’d be like this, but.. Here we are. And I don’t regret it. I’m happy.” I flash him a smile before taking another bite out of my burger. My words are true. Right now, I’m happy. I’m making a new friend and enjoying the physical attention he’s giving me under the table.. Wherever it goes from here, I don’t care. Right now, in this moment, I want Zachary in my life.. And I’m grateful for him entering it so suddenly.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I listen to Robin, I see hesitation, regret, fear and embarrassment in his eyes. I have read his file to know a few details in this life. I know he is married and has a kid. The relationship details I do not know, but I would assume that is where his hesitation is...he is here alone...granted in our line of work being alone is needed so I do not fault him there. But now he is accepting my affections and even returning them. Plus there is his tone...he is longing for this...for attention, interest and affection for him. This is not about sex but intimacy. My cock stirs even for this man...as this push for connection and intimacy shows a deep sign of character and maturity, reminding me so much of Trey.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I may not be in his shoes exactly, but I understand the longing for closeness, to feel real in the care of another. To be heard...to be seen...to be touched. So here and now that is my plan to hear him, see him and touch him. I smile with his flash and choose not to dive in deep but let him, let us have our moment. I grin back, “Well I for one am so glad you did my dear man, you are definitely one sexy Dr. Jekyll or is it Mr. Hyde?” I say teasingly as I turn my bare foot and slide it up the inside of Robin's leg then gently press my toes against what I feel is his hardened cock. I rest my foot there in a sensual, intimate way just expressing my attraction to him. “But damn, both Jerkyll and Hyde stir me up.” I say winking as I take another fry drowned in ketchup. I smile at him, then volley several questions his way about his childhood, schooling, upbringing, education and other general topics… of course avoiding any talk regarding his marriage.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I realize I have just slammed him with questions...I reach across the table and lay my hand on his firmly. “I am sorry, Robin… when I get excited or nervous I just machine gun the questions out… there is no pressure… talk as you will, answer what you like, or we can just enjoy the peace of the diner.” I say, meeting his eyes and letting him know there are no expectations and no judgement. I pull back from him, then see my folly… I leaned right over my plate of french fries.. my t-shirt is covered in grease and ketchup. “Ah shit....” I say softly, laughing some. “This will teach me to eat like a bloody teenager.” My toes flex some on your cock...my cock stirs as I pull my foot back and I go to get up. I try to hide my raging hard on but in my tight jeans there is no doing that. “Um, let me excuse myself and take care of this,” I say as I reach out and massage his shoulder, hoping maybe he’d follow me to the men’s room and I could show him how much I hear him, see him and wish to touch him.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
I laugh as he poses his question: am I the Jekyll or the Hyde? Oh Zachary.. If only it were that simple, I think to myself. Suddenly, his foot presses against my cock and it makes me jolt, a small moan escaping from my lips. Oh.. hell.. It’s been so long. I’m the only one who has touched my cock in years.. I can’t remember the feeling of a pair of lips over it, or another person’s hand.. I thrust gently into his foot and close my eyes briefly. He speaks again and it brings me back into the room.. I could so easily lose myself right now. The conversation moves to basically my entire past, and he bombards me with questions. I don’t mind it though.. I’m torn between wanting to fuck his brains out and wanting to talk to him all night. He apologises for the onslaught of questions and I realise.. In his own way, he is just as nervous as me. Then he smothers his t-shirt with ketchup and it’s all just too perfect.. Oh fuck..

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
I’m at a crossroads here. I need to decide how I want the night to go.. I need to decide who I want Zachary to be. I want so badly to feel his touch on me.. But do I want to experience that in the half-clean men’s room of a burger joint, or do I want it to be on a warm, soft bed? Is Zachary just a dirty hook-up, or is he something more? The throbbing snake in my pants is telling me to stop asking questions. Fuck now, think afterwards. Oh.. hell.. I need it, I don’t care. Zachary has already entered the men’s room, probably wondering if I’ll be joining him. I stand and step out of the booth, abandoning my conscience and giving entirely into my lust. I make my way to the men’s room and catch somebody coming out.. Fuck.. this is quite public. I step aside and grin as I let the man pass, then swoop inside before the door closes and watch as Zachary tends to his stain. I don’t know what to do or say.. But I’m here, and we both know what that means. I walk behind him and make eye contact with him through the mirror, then step into a cubicle and face him. I watch him in the mirror as I slowly start unbuttoning my shirt, not breaking eye contact with him. This is my invitation. This is what I want.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I walk back to the aft corner of the diner where the restrooms are located. I glanced back a couple times to see Robin took up on the hint, but as expected he did not. I am not sure why I was thinking that he would. He is married man, and just because he brought his meal over to join and has enjoyed some harmless flirtation doesn’t mean that he wants to fuck in a public men’s room. Reality is a cruel bitch sometimes. I get into the men’s room out of sight from Robin and let out a heavy sigh. I hear another gentleman in the back stall of the restroom. I take a long stare at myself in the mirror. In my mind I question my actions and my intentions. What the fuck am I doing, going after a married man? Am I that desperate and needy that I go for a guy I could never have, nor have a future with? With every word that Robin utters, I like him more and more. He is good man ...interesting ...intelligent ...a dedicated and extremely talented agent - fuck, the man is the total package. I know I miss Trey tremendously to the point my heart feels like it is ripping from my chest… but is Robin the wise choice for me to consider? I lean forward and start cleaning my shirt with a paper towel and water from the sink.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I hear the man in the back stall finish, as I still feel my hard on my pants. Shit… I might need to take care of that before I go back to the table, and maybe then I will think a little clearer. Again, I sigh… the stranger from the back stall comes out, washes his hands then leaves the bathroom. I hear the door close as I focus on my shirt. Then I look up… ROBIN stands there. FUCK!!! No words are exchanged as we look at each other through the mirror. My shirt pulled up showing off my hairy, tight abs. His eyes are so inviting and longing to me… this is a change in him… he has abandoned his guard and fully opened up to me. He steps back into the back stall and I watch him through the mirror in shock that he is here… then mouth drops open in pure lust as he unbuttons his shirt and I catch a glimpse of his diamond hard abs. I swallow hard… my cock throbs deeply in my pants. I turn and walk into the stall with him, shutting the cubicle door behind me as I get chest to chest with Robin.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I still say nothing as my eyes have locked on with his eyes, we are both skilled agents… we read people as part of our job… we both can easily see, feel and anticipate the others actions. Words are meaningless right now, and besides, I don’t want anyone to hear our words. They will hear enough when we start our heated session here. My hands come up his sides, grasping his hips some before moving inside his open shirt. I glide my fingers up slowly feeling every ab ridge, and muscle curve of his torso. Robin is extremely fit… his body is a perfect balance of muscle, leanness,and tone. My breathing turns to a heated pant as I feel up to his thick well defined pecs. I am taking my time… this could be our only time together, and I want to make this count. I press my hard cock in my jeans against his. I feel his sexual throbs in his dick. My face gets closer to his and I gently kiss him on his mouth, as my fingers toy and rub his nipples. My cock and his begin a slow grinding dance as our hips find a rhythm together. My hands then roll up over his shoulders and remove his shirt the rest of the way. It drops to the floor as I kiss him again, this time I linger on his lips, and give a deep manly growl that rumbles in my chest. I am touching him… and it feels good. I pull back from the kiss just slightly and lift my arms above my head signally Robin to remove my shirt.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
As I unbutton my shirt and reveal my body, I feel my throat go dry. I haven’t been this forward with somebody for years.. But Zachary takes me up on my offer. He enters the cubicle with me and it’s so tight there’s barely enough room for the two of us. We have no choice but to press up together, feeling our hard bodies and even harder cocks twitching in their cages. He runs his hands over my body and I can’t help but moan in ecstasy.. Oh fuck... it’s been too long. Far, far too long. His hands are so smooth, massaging my abs and then running through the hair on my chest. I place my palms against the sides of his face as we kiss, slipping my tongue inside as he explores my body. I run my hands down the side of his t-shirt and grip the material, bringing it over his head and dropping it to the floor. I place my hands on his ass and step back, pressing my back against the cold metal cubicle wall. I hold his body too me, wanting to feel his hard, hairy muscle pressed against mine. I’ve been completely taken over by the devil. Any hesitance I once had has been replaced by this sexual, deviant monster. The kisses that were soft and light are now hard and deep, like I’m trying to push my head through his. I plunge my tongue into his mouth like I’m searching for something tilting my head to the side to get in deeper. It feels so fucking good to kiss like this.. I run my hands over his back, massaging him as we kiss.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
I tear myself out of his mouth reluctantly, but then kiss along his jawline and down his neck. I bury myself into his neck like a vampire biting for blood, and close my lips around his flesh, licking back and forth with my tongue. I stroke the side of his face with my palm as I do so, then plant kisses along his neck as we thrust together. I can feel how hard he is and how much he’s enjoying this, and it fuels me on. When I’ve pleasured his neck I return to his mouth, slipping my tongue in again for a deep and passionate kiss. Our abs slide together and our nipples kiss. So fucking hot.. It feels like everything I’ve dreamed of for so long.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
HOLY FUCK...this guy can kiss..I think to myself as all Robin’s inhibitions are gone and he fully engages with me in the tight men’s room stall. His taste is amazing. He works his tongue like a master in my mouth - digging in. My shirt is tossed off to the floor and then our bare chests touch and my mind slows down taking in every feel of every chest hair of his...how they poke, tickle, and caress my fur-dusted chest. Robin has an exquisite body, and the feel of it is making my cock spray it’s pre-cum fucking fluid, wetting the front of my jeans. His hands touch my ass… I grunt in his mouth as our tongues wrestle and coil around one another. I am lost to him… he could literally have me anyway he wants right now. I push him harder into the cold wall… fuck his body shudders against mine. Both our tight agent muscled-covered bodies press and exchange heat. His hands explore my back that flexes on “autopilot” as his fingers work a deep sensual magic on me. “Ah fuck,” I moan out as he dives into my neck. I thrust my hips into him harder, feeling his boner seeking for release from his jeans.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
Our abs grease each other as we exchange sweat from our skin to skin touching. My hands explore Robin's abs, as I trace each ridge of muscle till I end at his waist line. We have not stopped kissing yet… out tongues volleying for dominance. My fingers open the button on his jeans and I drop his zipper releasing his ample cock, that flops out flinging is salty pre. I grunt as my cock throbs and I do the same for me… release my Robin-aching dick… It pounces out and makes instant contact with his. The intimacy and ecstasy flies to the heights of sexual heaven. I grind my cock rod against Robin’s, getting a swaying motion with our hips. I find Robin's hands and I interlace my fingers with his and lift his arms above his head pinning them on the wall. I grind in more… still the passionate kissing deepens as we both seem to suck the other’s literal breath out from the other. Attraction that developed in the flirtation has now matured into passion. “Ah fuck, Robin,” I say muffled in our kissing as my cock continues to rock on his, sliding up then touching his abs… he’s doing the same… the feeling is beyond words. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…” I pant out. Then my mouth leaves his with his arms pinned up, I now take a turn devouring into your neck. My teeth are pulling on your cabled flexing neck muscles. I am lost in this man.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
Our bodies continue to build up a sweat, acting as a lube as we slide against each other. It’s absolute fucking heaven.. He grinds and grinds into me as we kiss, and then he releases our cocks to the world.. I’ve never seen another man’s cock, not in this context at least.. And here I am begging for it to be pressed against me. As though he hears my thoughts, Zachary just does that.. He pushes into my throbbing dick with his own and.. Oh fuck.. FUCK.. my hands are pinned above my head, stretching my body.. It’s so fucking hot, being pinned against the wall and grinded in to.. Then Zachary somehow finds my sweet spot and starts massaging my abs. They’re super sensitive and always have been, and now he’s got his fingers all over them.. Heaven has a place on earth and it’s the fucking dirty toilet stall at Hank’s Burgers. When his mouth finds my neck I think I’m going to pass out.. Everything is just so perfect.. The hands, the abs, the thrusting, the neck.. Oh fuck.. I can’t.. It’s been too long.. I.. “no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no--” I cry out rapidly, moaning as I do.. Everything amplifies as I.. I have no choice, I can’t.. I’m sorry Zachary.. I gush. I absolutely flood my work pants with cum, I have to bite down on his neck to stifle my loud moans otherwise the entire restaurant would think I’m getting murdered.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
I can’t believe what just happened.. I’m.. I’m so fucking embarrassed.. I moan into his neck as my cock twitches and pushes out the remaining shoots of cum. My throat is so dry and my cheeks are red and flushed. I’m humiliated.. I can last so much longer than that, I know I can.. But excitement and exhilaration got the better of me. I kiss his neck and bring my head back to face him, resting my forehead against his, in exhaustion. “I’m..” Oh fuck, I’m panting and sweating.. I can barely speak. “I’m so sorry.. I didn’t mean to.. Fuck..” I catch my breath some more. “Zach, I’m so.. So fucking embarrassed, it’s just.. It’s been so long..” I bring my hands to the sides of his face and stare into his eyes, my own filled with sorrow. I fucked everything up. That was amazing and could have lasted so much longer.. If it weren’t for my complete incompetence. I give him a quick, sweaty kiss and slide my right hand down his body before seizing his cock. “I can at least make it up to you..” I start pumping on his cock. Zachary deserves to go too, and I feel an overwhelming need to make it up to him after my adolescent mistake. “So come on, big boy.. What do you like?” I bring my lips to his ear and start playing with his lobe, wondering if this is a turn on.. Whatever it is he likes to do, whether it’s him doing it to me or me doing it to him.. I’ll find it.. And I’ll use it. It’s the least I can do..

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I am feeling something more for him than just a quick fuck… I am getting attracted to him, more so than just his amazingly hard and muscular body which fits right into mine. Fuck, he feels so good and he is so good at all this sensual play. He touches me with a touch that is both massaging and playful… he kisses me with a passion that only a lover could. His tense flexed muscles grind and pulse on mine… our cocks slide together like two well-trained pythons playing their pressure game. His abs feel amazing on my cockhead as I find that cum gutter ridge and plow my cock into it. I pant and moan out as my teeth chew into his neck. I feel his stimulation, and I feel his body go stiff… I know the signs...he is going to blow… the orgasm wave rises fast on him… then he calls out over and over in rebellion to his body’s pleasure as he lets out his sexual scream into my neck. I feel his sweet warm cumming load rush out and spray ribbons up on my abs. He has an impressive amount of seed that bursts forth… obviously he has been bent up for a while. I sense his tension as he gets embarrassed… he is red faced and panting… he won’t let me speak. I find all this totally hot and completely adorable. He kisses me sweetly then goes to grip on my cock determined to “make things up to me.”

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I smile at him and reach for his hand, stopping him. I lean in and kiss him passionately, my tongue filling his mouth. I lock my lips on him for a moment or two, letting him ride the after sex wave of pleasure as his body shivers in smaller sexual orgasm. I pull back from the kiss, and press my forehead on his. “That was amazing… you are so sexy… and fucking adorable. You have nothing to apologize for… I take you unloading as a huge compliment.” My body presses into his, muscle to muscle, chest to chest, cock to cock. I take his hand, drag it through the cummy load that sticks to my abs, and then I move his hand to my cock making him grease me up, per se, with his very own seed. My cock shudders and throbs in his hand. “Oh fuck Robin… your body is so amazing… you’re a divine man to touch…” I breathe out heavy, as I realize in life he is not appreciated and cared for as a man of his caliber should be. So I will care for him… I kiss him again as I make his hand work to lube my cock. Then pull back from his face and bring his sticky hand up to my mouth… I proceed to lick, suck and clean off each of his fingers as I stare deep into his eyes. “You are amazing… and your abs drive me wild.” I say as I ram my cock into his hard wood plank abs with my cum covered cock which glides in pure pleasurable ecstasy up and down his abs. “Fuck…. you feel so good, Robin...I hope you know how fucking sexy and what a man you are…” I say strained as my face nuzzles into his neck as I kiss, chew and lick his muscles as I push to take myself to the edge on his washboard flexed core.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
My cheeks are still burning a hot, bright red as I feel the embarrassment flood to the surface. I can’t believe what just happened, my favourite thing about sex has always been dragging it out. Making it last for a long time, edging each other and taking it slow.. But I couldn’t help it, and based on Zachary’s actions.. He seems to understand. Instead of letting me make things up to him, he continues to play with me as I go through the post-orgasm phase. The kiss feels amazing as my body relaxes, another little shoot of cum somehow jumping from my cock. Fuck.. I went so much.. More than I think I ever have in my life. That was a long time coming. Zachary speaks to me then, insisting that everything is okay, calling me “adorable”? Now there’s a word I haven’t been called since my teen years. I smile at him, completely falling under his spell as he provides me only with support and encouragement. He so easily could have laughed, or shown disappointment.. But no.. he takes my hand and wipes it through the cum, then places it on his cock and I pump. His cock feels so slippery in my hand, but I work it well.. Then he brings my hand to his mouth and licks the cum clean off, taking his time.. I moan as he does.. It feels so damn good.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
His rock hard cock stabs me in the abs, then the cum mixes with the sweat and it slides along my body. Oh fuck.. I stroke his face with my free fingers as he continues to lick them clean, then he buries himself into my neck. My hands explore my body and.. Fuck, my phone rings. The volume is on medium, momentarily killing the moment.. But I ignore it. It’s Melissa, she has her own ringtone on my phone so I know when to expect a torrent of abuse. She can absolutely fuck off right now.. Nothing can take away from this moment. She’s drunk and will leave a bullshit voicemail as she usually does, then pass out. I stare at Zachary. “Just ignore it, keep fucking my abs..” I throw myself back onto him, kissing his cheek, along his jawline to play with his ear, then move down his neck. Eventually the phone stops ringing, and I breathe a sigh of relief. I want this moment to be all about Zachary, it’s only fair that he gets to experience the same ecstasy as I did.. I’m going to let him explode up these abs of mine that he says he loves so much, then we can dine on his seed together and.. FUCK.. my phone again!? She never calls twice.. Ever.. oh, fuck.. Is something wrong?

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
“Fuck, Zach.. I’m so sorry..” I take my phone from my pocket and swipe the green orb, bringing it to my ear. “Melissa, what is it? I’m not in the mood..” My tone is quick and sharp, then I realise Zachary has no idea what is happening in my life. He probably thinks my wife doesn’t deserve a harsh tone like that, and suddenly I’m embarrassed all over again. What I hear on the other end of the phone though.. It breaks my heart. ‘Daddy? Mommy’s on the floor..’ comes the innocent voice of my darling boy. I feel my skin turn white as my stomach turns a thousand times inside my body. “Vincent? Baby? What.. I don’t.. Is Aunt Eleanor not with you, buddy?” I panic, more than I ever have in my life. I quickly glance at the screen to see a message from Eleanor, replying to me with: ‘Sorry, Robin. I’m out of town and can’t get there’.. Oh my fucking.. How did I not see that text? Vincent has been alone with a drunk mother and I’ve been fucking a guy in a toilet cubicle!? “Ok.. Vincent, baby.. It’s okay, Mommy is okay and I’ll be home real soon, alright? Just..” I scramble to the floor to pick up my shirt, pinching the phone between my ear and shoulder as I put the shirt back on and button it up in a hurry. “I think mommy fell asleep and you know she’s a heavy sleeper, remember? You be a good boy and go back to bed, daddy is coming as fast as he can and I’ll kiss you goodnight, and then I’ll help mommy. Okay? Good boy. I love you, see you soon.. Real soon, buddy” I make a kissy sound over the phone.

00:00 Agent_Robin_Winters:
I look at Zachary and realise I’ve exposed just how messy my life is. I don’t have time to talk to him, I need to be out the door immediately and racing home to my boy.. I can’t fucking believe this.. I can’t fucking believe Melissa. But.. this is my fault. I should have gone home when she called me.. I relied on her sister too much and now it’s gotten me in trouble. Fuck, Vincent could be electrocuting himself, or hurting himself in the kitchen.. I need to GO. “Zachary, I’m so sorry.. I’m so, so sorry, I really have to go.. I don’t.. I..” I take a few breaths as I open the cubicle door. Luckily nobody came in the whole time we were.. Doing that. I don’t know how to make it up to Zachary and my mind is racing too fast.. I reach out my wallet, almost dropping it due to the sheer speed. I grab some bills and force it into his hand. “Dinner is on me, I can’t.. I can’t thank you enough for what you’ve done, but.. I have to go.. I’m so sorry..” I grasp his forearm and shake it firmly, turning immediately to bolt out the door. I stop in the doorway for a split second, I can’t leave Zachary like this, so disrespectfully. I run back to him as quickly as I can, clasp his face and kiss him on the lips for no more than 2 seconds. “I mean it.. Thank you..” I run out the door again, making my apologies to the staff but assuring I’ll see them again soon, then jump into my car. I don’t even put the seatbelt on, I just turn the engine and drive, erupting into floods of tears. My boy.. My perfect little man, finding his mom passed out on the floor. How did a 5-year-old figure out how to call me on his mom’s phone? I’m so thankful and impressed by his actions.. I’m going to hold him so tightly when I get back. My hand still has traces of cum and spit, I didn’t have time to clean myself up at all. I don’t want to stain this shirt so I lick the rest off myself and swallow it down, but I don’t enjoy it. I’m not even thinking about sex right now. How did my night in heaven land me straight back in hell? I can’t get the thought of Vicnent hurting himself out of my mind, and I have a 10-minute drive ahead of me. I call Melissa’s phone so that I can speak to him again.. Just to know he’s okay.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
The moments with Robin are perfect...even with him shooting early, I find it sexy and adorable though it does start to clue me in on somethings in his private...that maybe married life is not for him. I am sure his wife does not know of his fondness for men, let alone grinding his manhood on a guy and blowing a few week’s worth of cum up on this man’s chiseled abs. Nonetheless I am not here to judge, we all have our burdens and life issues to bear. I can hardly talk as I speak to my dead lover like he is in room with me and leave a coffee filled on the table when I eat out… I am fucking emotional mess myself. But I am here with Robin now and I am fucking deep in man-lust with him… probably even more deeper feelings than that if I am honest with myself. I have not made an advance on a man since Trey’s passing. And I am so glad I made this advance at Robin as he is taking me away to levels of sensuality that I have missed. Fuck his body feels so good on me. We move with a harmony that brings on more heat in me. His muscles are tense and cum is salty and amazing. I want him so badly...after we finish here...I am going to take him home with me tonight and show him really how to grind a cock out. His hands touch my face, my cock fucks harder into his abs….oh fuck I am so close.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
“Oh fuck yes,” I moan out as cock rides that thick cum gutter ab ridge, I lean up on my toes and my mouth sucks harder on his neck. I am going to coat his abs with rivers of cum. Then like shirk in the night, claws on a chalkboard his phone goes off, I pause for a moment as he looks at it, still I grind into his abs but slower giving him a moment. He brushes it off and tells me to keep fucking his abs. I grin and kiss him. “Gladly my man,” I say sensually in his ear. My journey to my soon to arrive climax is coming...I feel my balls boiling. “Oh fuck my man….” I call out as I begin to peak. Then his damn phone rings again. I hug him as we enjoy the closeness...he takes the call...I have him pinned to the stall wall...interesting...there must be something wrong. I hear his tone...he is harsh with his wife...that is odd but telling. I hold him supportively...I stop my cock grinding and just hug, my head nuzzled to his neck as he works his call. Then everything changes...his kid is on the line...that is never good...his body goes cold and stiff...then as if a bucket of cold water hits me, he is done with me. He pulls away...on the phone...panicked...rushing to get dressed...from the clues of his conversation with his boy...I get it...his wife is an addict or drunk...the kid is alone with his passed out mom. My heart breaks for Robin...before I can speak...he is gone, shirt on, wallet out pushing cash in my hand...what the fuck am I, some whore? I think.. Then he says dinner is on him. He is in a straight panic but so gracious as he thanks me… wow. He needs to move and he needs space...I give it to him. I take the cash and Robin… is gone again.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
He shakes my forearm and he runs out the men’s room door. I breath heavily as the stall door closes and lean up against the wall. I think to myself, what the fuck am I doing...a married man with a kid...Zach this is going no where. My cock disagrees with me as it throbs, hanging straight out like a steel spike. Suddenly the door opens and it is Robin, my eyes flash. He clasps my face and kisses me tenderly...it is short but the power and love he puts in it is tremendous. He thanks me again… and is gone. The door closes, I know he is not coming back. I push the stall door closed, I smile and rub my cheek. He came back and kissed me. I turn to the toilet standing over it and grasp my hardened dick. I put one hand on the wall as I stroke my thick man meat. I close my eyes and think of Robin’s abs...those hard steel muscles that feel like wood planks of man flesh on my member. My cock is still greased with his cum and I taste his seed on my lips. I moan silently as I work my dick and my body tenses...my shoulders flex. My cock engorged...oh fuck Robin, I think to myself...my hand stroking long, hard deep strokes as my 8 inch cock fills up...then ribbons spill out into the open toilet below me as I stand flexing my full body, wishing I was painting Robin, but still loving this gift from him. I pant out as my dick sprays my seed….fuck, fuck, fuck...I mouth as I finish pleasuring myself. I gasp and lean forward to the wall, letting my cock drip it’s remaining load into the toilet.

00:00 Officer_Zachary_Bouchard:
I clean myself up some, grab my t-shirt and slide it back on over my tacky, cummy abs. I flush then wash up and head back out...I put all the cash and then some on the table. I wave to Hank and the waitress...my face flushed...I am sure folks can put the pieces together. I have the look of “I just fucked a guy” all over me… and in my mind I did...Robin was a gift tonight...he made me feel something deeply that I had not felt in a long time. Granted, I am sure I will never see Robin again. His embarrassment of the night and the revelation of his home life will drive the distance between us. Besides, he has no room in his life for me...that is clearly obvious tonight. I head out to my car still grinning, I lick my lips getting another taste of Robin...my cock stirs...yes I will go home and unload again over the events of tonight.

Published: 2021-07-19, viewed 33 times.