In the Line of Fire

901:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Looks to be a quiet night, my favorite kind. The streetlights pass by, strobing through the windows of our cruiser. Just another hour, and we can go off shift. I was in uniform, my usual, black police boots, black uniform trousers, black button up shirt. My tactical belt was equipped with a Glock Gen 4, a nightstick, knife, cuffs, radio, and canteen. The tools of the trade. But there hadn’t been much call for us tonight. I was looking forward to kicking back, maybe grabbing a beer before I go to bed. Can’t stay up too late though, since I’ve got my morning BJJ session coming up. But hell, there’s always time for a beer. I turn to Officer Cody Stone, my beat partner, probably the thickest muscle beast you’ll find in the NYPD, just about to ask him if he wants to knock off with me after our shift and grab a beer.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Cody Stone is what you might call a real, proper brother in uniform. About six months ago, I had a run in with this fucking thuggish kid who beat the holy shit out of me, raped me, stole my uniform, my wallet, and all my kit, and left me cuffed to a dumpster with my nightstick up my ass. It was, without a doubt, the most traumatic experience of my life. I was off duty for three months recovering from the internal injuries inflicted on me by that bastard’s fists, not to mention the stitches and surgery required to repair the damage from the nightstick. The worst part of it, though, was the shame. The utter, soul-destroying, confidence shattering humiliation, the shame, the sense of failure and worthlessness.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I mean, for fuck sake… At 220lbs, 5'8", I was built like the proverbial brick shithouse. I did my job well, and I still believed that my job was just what it said on my badge, 'To Protect And Serve'. The community I served, they respected me, looked up to me. I’d earned that. I’d built my identity on my commitment to the badge, to my job. I was well-trained in the use of my gear. And I’d trained my body every bit as hard, built it strong, drilled in BJJ and boxing, kept myself in top shape. You didn’t fucking mess with me.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Until that night. Until the night when I was bitched like some kind of green rookie. It hurt, hurt bad, not just my body, but my identity, my self-confidence. I wondered, as I lay there in that hospital bed if I was ever going to be able to put that badge on again. I wondered if I even deserved to wear it. I’d failed my badge, I’d failed my community, I’d failed my brothers in arms.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: And that’s where Cody stepped in. The mother fucking bastard wouldn’t let me give up. He stood by me every step of the way. As soon as I could hit the gym again, he was there with me, every fucking day pushing me, encouraging me, building me back up again. I started to regain my confidence, and when my three months of medical leave was up, I hit the streets again, ready to Protect and Serve. Cody was the only one I told the whole story to, the only one I could bring myself to share what had really happened with me. That I’d been beaten by a fucking punk, a kid. Because that was Cody Stone. More than just my beat partner, the dude was my brother. And… I wanted him to be more, much more. I’d never been so attracted to another man in my life. But he was my beat partner. I couldn’t let myself think of him like that. Not Cody. Why did I have to feel that way about him? Why couldn’t I just be happy with him as my partner and my friend? But as always, I said nothing about how I really felt.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Instead, I started to smile, about to offer him a beer on me, when suddenly the dispatch started squawking. “All available patrols… proceed to the Flamingo Nights Dance Club. Owner reports a major disturbance.” Well fuck. Wordlessly, I turned on the flashers, and hit the gas, expertly weaving through traffic as the cars pulled to the side of the road. We were pretty close. My heart started beating, and I felt the familiar sense of adrenaline start to pound in my veins. Time to protect and serve. I pulled the patrol car up in front of the Flamingo Nights, and leapt out of my seat, radioing to dispatch, “Patrol 37 on scene, investigating situation.” Just behind us, five other patrol cars were cruising in, starting to park, but me and Cody were the first boots on the ground.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I started dashing for the entrance, hearing a loud crash from inside, loud enough that not even that shitty techno crap was able to mask it. Cody was right beside me. I burst past the bouncer, shouting “STOP!” As soon as I had eyes on the interior, it didn’t take much to play the game of “What’s wrong with the picture?” Maybe two fucking young punks, buck naked, bleeding and bruised, surrounded by chunks and splinters from a broken railing, next to the dented roof of a covered island bar in the middle of the dance floor, that was wrong. And one of them… did I know him… seemed familiar… HOLY FUCKING SHIT.. My guts suddenly seize up inside me, and I nearly piss myself with fear. One of those naked fucking punks was the same one who had beat and raped me. I fought hard, mastering the fear. It wasn’t easy. But I had a job to do, there was no time for that now... I turn quickly to consult with Cody.

01:45 Officer_Cody_Stone: “All available patrols… proceed to the Flamingo Nights Dance Club. Owner reports a major disturbance.” It's weird to feel relief because a crisis hits… that's not normally my jam. I like peace, order, justice. I like it so much, I made it my life's work to secure it for myself and others. That's no easy thing, especially with the world as it is, as it's been… every good cop has had to take a long, hard look in the mirror and ask himself what he's been turning a blind eye to. I got canned from my last department because I wouldn't stay quiet and fall in line about the corrupt, racist shit going on. And God knows, the NYPD ain't perfect, but over the last couple of years, I'd grown to love my job again, mostly because of the guy sitting next to me. Jason Frank was a truly good, honest cop, and a good, honest man.

01:45 Officer_Cody_Stone: He is also, to put it mildly, balls-achingly hot, strong, tough, and right up my alley. Which is why I am feeling relief at a crisis… because I could tell Jason was about to offer to hang, probably a beer or maybe some extra mat time or a boxing spar… and while I would've said yes, and had a good a time, I'd have spent the whole time wanting it to be more. But it can't, because we're coworkers, and partners, and even if that weren't in the way the world ain't kind enough to make a guy like that feel the same, so… I keep all that shit on the inside. Tamped down, hard.

01:45 Officer_Cody_Stone: As we race to our destination, Jason handling the squad car competently, confidently, I also feel relief at his tangible aura of confidence. Was a time, not long ago, I thought I might never see that again. He took a beating, the most savage attack I've seen an on duty cop take, ever. And not because of the injuries… those were bad, but because it was so… sadistic. Animal. Sexually degrading… and, though I still can hardly credit it, apparently administered by one man. One KID. I mean… we're both tough men, but out of seven billion people there's always gonna be somebody tougher, I get that… but a teenage jock bully?

01:45 Officer_Cody_Stone: But I watched him fight through recovery, and train, and I pushed and supported him the best I could and I'll be damned if he ain't stronger and tougher than before. He got tested, and passed. Nobody I'd rather walk into a crisis with.

01:45 Officer_Cody_Stone: We pull up, enter, in a glance I take in the crazy scene… and I can feel the change in Jason… as the two battered, naked young men sprint for the back door, I can SEE Jason pale, shrink, practically tremble, and then steel himself hard, flooding with renewed confidence.

01:45 Officer_Cody_Stone: I want to ask if he's ok, ready for this… but he'd say yes, no matter what. And, who can fault the man for having a moment of PTSD about arresting some naked, thickly muscled young thug, after what he'd been through? And he's been back on duty, we've been in scrapes… I
I know he's good. I helped him get good.

01:45 Officer_Cody_Stone: There's no time for more than, "I'LL TAKE THE INKED ONE!" as I choose my target, at random, and pound across the floor after him, Jason at my heels, knowing he'll get the other one.

01:45 Officer_Cody_Stone: The door leads into a back corridor, then out into the alley… I can see, as I exit, my target has broken right, the other guy to the left. Trusting my partner to do his job, I pound down the pavement after the kid, following him around the corner.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: MOTHERFUKKER!! Can't fukkin BELIEVE dis, fukkin pigs turnin up ta fuck my night up, I HAD THAT TUFF PUNK FUCK! I hear him, behind me, his bare feet makin meaty slaps on the floor as we bust outside, into the alley… them footsteps get quiet real quick, he musta turned da other way out da door, makes sense. My thick teen dick, ragin hard from our fight, is slappin my brick abs and bull quads as I pound da other way down da alley, my big feet slappin da ground… I can hear boots pounding behind me, one sounds real close, but there's lots of 'em… come to a fence, big bull quads and hammies push n I grip dat fence n vault it in one go… out da alley, across da street, over another fence… fuck, dat's right u tubby bitches, u can't hang wit dis alpha muscle, I can hear fewer n fewer boots keepin' up… been blocks now, twistin n turnin thru alleys, my dick's hard at my own beast stamina, ain't slowin down none even after dat hard fukkin fight, but ain't hardly no cops keepin up! All dem boots done fell back, but one. Dat close one, hangin in… dat pussy bitch got some stamina, give him dat. I hit a new block, head up da alley, I reach da end, turn da corner, it runs 'bout ten yards then turns again, only one way to go…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: MOTHERFUKKER!! Fukkin blind alley, dead end… only door I see is a big, heavy fukkin steel door, ain't kicking dat in in one go, if I can at all, fuck… guess imma have to handle some pigs.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: I turn round, put my best grin on… maybe they gonna be smart. Dis yoked musclebitch cop comes round da corner… fuck, he look familiar, how I know him? Fuck it, all cops look da fukkin same. 'Whut seems ta be da problem, officer?' I ask, poppin a quick double bi and makin my big dick jump.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Cody yells out, and starts after the tattooed one. Without a moment's hesitation, boots slamming into the dance floor, I’m off like a shot. Running after the other one. Chasing down the punk that beat me to a pulp and raped me six months ago. But there is no time for that, no time to dwell on who I am chasing. There is only the chase, my duty, my training, and this moment.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Sending dancers scrambling right and left, I burst towards the door. Whatever might still be fucked up inside my head, my body has made a complete recovery. And then some. With Cody’s coaching and training at my side, I’m actually in better shape than I was before the incident. I burst out the back door, vaguely aware that few other officers are just starting to follow me. I’m lucky, and I keep eyes on my mark, keeping pace with him, my massive quads exploding with disciplined power, my endurance and stamina more than up for the chase.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: My mark is twisting, turning, taking alleys at random, but I’m relentless, digging down, pouring on more power, more speed, actually gaining on him. I catch sight of the fucking punk as he leaps up over a fence in one go, impressive feat. But what’s more impressive is when I do the same thing, vaulting over the same fence, but weighed down with all my kit and heavy gear. Doesn’t matter. I train for this.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I only just catch sight of that young bastard, rushing across the street to vault over another fence. I strain, running harder to once again clear this fence too. Some of the officers only just catch sight of me, racing after. But they are starting to tire, dropping further back, clearly not as fit as I am.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Starting to get closer, catching sight of him darting down alleys, turning down streets. At some point, I realize there are no more boots following me. I’m on my own now. There is no time for the small little knife of fear twisting in my gut, so I ignore it, and pour on more speed, only about 20 feet behind the fucker now.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: He dashes down an alley, I’m right behind him, the alley turns, then turns again, and FUCK yes. GOT THE BASTARD THIS TIME!! It’s a dead end. For some reason, now that the moment had come, all the fear had vanished. Instead, where there had been fear, there was nothing but confidence, determination, and the realization that here was an opportunity to undo the damage this fucker had done. Not to my body, but to my mind. A chance to face my demons. In particular, one over-muscled, self-centred, utterly egotistical, psychopathic sick fuck of teen whose balls have barely dropped.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Massive chest heaving with the intense exertion, sweat staining my armpits, I immediately reach down for my Glock. I’m not taking any fucking chances with the bastard this time. I’m going to arrest this fucking over-muscled half-grown thug and have him in cuffs in under five minutes. Then, the ripped shit turns, and he has the goddamn balls to sit there and flex his bicep at me, admittedly it’s one of the goddamn biggest biceps I’ve ever seen on a man, no matter his age. Then he’s asking me what the problem is in that shit-stained gutter street accent he has. Does he even recognize me?? Does he have so many victims that he can’t even keep them straight? He even FUCKING flexes his goddamn DICK at me. The shit faced, over-sexed thuggish perv!

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: We’re close, barely five feet separating us, but the aim on my Glock is steady as I point it right between his fucking eyes, held rock solid in both hands, the tendons and muscles of my powerful cop-trained biceps bulging with pure alpha power. I master all the rage and fury in me, and stay cold, ice cold, concentrated, focused on my duty. Protect and Serve. Protect the city from trash like this. “FREEZE! TURN AGAINST THE WALL AND PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD. NOW!” I’m begging this teen rapist thug to give me an excuse to put a slug in his fucking head.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Daaaamn, dis fukker mean bizness, ok ok ok… 'yo, chill, pig, jeezus, ok…' keepin my grin on, I move my hands behind my head, flexin my bull teen guns at him, watchin him notice all dat thick muscle… yeah dis teen too much man for u, bitch, u gotta pull ur piece… n u ain't even know what's comin at u…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: I turn, start walkin toward da wall, nice n slow… get 'bout a foot away from da wall n stop, 'ur turn, bitch.'

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: The fucking asshole knows better than to mess with a cop pointing a Glock at his head. I’d hoped, prayed he would be that stupid. But this is fine, I’ll cuff him and have him in jail where he belongs. I slowly, carefully, walk up towards him. I can’t help but notice how ungodly swole this young bastard is. How the hell does a teen put on more muscles than a greek god? If he weren’t such a total psychopathic lunatic, he’d be hot as fuck.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I step up behind him, every sense on alert. But most of all what I feel is a sense of relief that I’ve nearly got the fucking psycho in cuffs. I let loose my left hand, switching my Glock to a one handed grip, not once letting it waver from his head. I reach down to my tactical belt, and grab my cuffs, flipping one open with a studied flick of my wrist, moving forward, about to latch it onto the over-muscled punks wrist. Almost need a bigger set, his wrists are that goddamned thick. I get ready to start reading him his rights.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Can feel pigbitch right behind me, fukkin feel da heat off his thick bitch muscle as he movin… feel him close, reachin…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: I fukkin MOVE, snappin my left hand back grabbin his left wrist as I quick dip my head left like I'm slippin a jab, fukkin 'bout go deaf in my right ear when dat FUKKIN PIG BITCH TRIES TO BLOW MY HEAD OFF, chips a concrete blastin off da wall, cuttin my face, keepin my grip on dat wrist, I step out n down left, twistin, my big right paw comin up and slammin into his low back, drivin forward wit all da power my bull quads can muster and pinnin dis bitch's chest against da wall, shoulder at his back, crushin in n twistin dat hammerlock. 'MOTHERFUKKER, U GONNA LEARN BETTER'N TA FUCK WIT ME N U GONNA LEARN IT ON DA END A MY FUKKIN DICK!!'

01 01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Just as I’m about to snap the cuff on the psycho’s right wrist, he explodes into sudden violence, reaching over with his left hand to seize my wrist. Without hesitation, I pull the trigger, but the over-muscled thug has already ducked, and my bullet slams into concrete, sending out a spray of chips. I get ready to fire again, when before I even can fucking figure out what the hell is happening he’s ducked and twisted behind me, slamming into my low back as he hammerlocks my left arm up deep between my blades. I try to plant my right hand to stop myself from being flattened against the wall, but I’m still holding my fucking pistol. My pistol slams into the concrete, twisting out of my grasp to clatter to the alley pavement as my huge chest is suddenly mashed up against the wall, my hat driven all cocked at a crazy angle on my head, and an ominous CRUNCHH coming from my radio mounted on my chest as I smash into the concrete.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I gasp in pain as I feel the tendons in my thick, muscled left shoulder start to scream from the savage hammerlock. Now… the fear explodes in my gut. A blast of fear as cold as ice, as this bastard bellows in my ear, a fear triggered by once again being at his mercy, once again outsmarted, once again … But then, just as white-hot, the rage explodes deep in my belly. I scream, “NOT THIS TIME YOU FUCKING LITTLE SHIT BAG!” I drive my heavy right boot down, aiming to crush his foot. At the same time, I plant my right hand against the wall, and fucking HEAVE, my muscles rippling with power, strength, endurance, built up with Cody’s help since the last time I met this teenage rapist. Trying to use the momentum to twist my shoulder towards him, to turn my body to face my demon, to rip that arm free.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'BAAWWW!' I fukkin howl as his boot stomps down on my foot, fukkin HURTS, m I'm all outta whack when he pushes… goddamn, he a strong bitch, 'bout my size but he feel near strong as me… he muscles against me n I have to let the lock go, but as I step back I kick his piece, it goes clatterin across da alley, outta sight in a dark corner… my foot bruised, but ain't broke, fukkin throbbin…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Whut dis bitch mean, dis time? Wait… no way… I start fukkin laffin in his face as I put my guard up.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'Awwwww, shiiit… no fukkin way! Yeah, I 'member u now, bitch. Fuck, but ur hole wus tight, yo.' I can see it now, under the rage in him, dat look they all got, all dem bitches whut been on my dick. Fuck yeah. 'Tell u whut, I had a hard day, fightin a real man. U walk away now n I won't fukkin break u again. U make me learn u, tho, I ain't gonna go easy on u dis time.'

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I break free of this teenage psycho’s hammerlock, flexing out my left shoulder, it’s throbbing, but nothing permanent is done. Then finally, the penny drops in the fuckwad's little pea brain. Probably so full of sex and hormones there ain’t any room for much else. He remembers me now. I keep a tight lid on the rage as practically the first words out of his mouth after recognition is to remind me of my rape.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I swear to fucking god, I’m going to beat this little psycho’s face in. NEED to beat it in. I want him down, under me, feeling my fists fuck him all to hell. “Go easy on me? Who the hell do you think you are, shit-for-brains? You want some police brutality, you fucking psycho? You’ve come to the right man!” With a roar of power and determination I surge forward, fists cocked, then at the last moment, drop to one knee, shooting forward for a double leg, aiming to smash his naked ass on the pavement, mount him and bash his fucking face in.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Damn, ok… kinda expected dis bitch to tuck tail n run but he got sum nuts on him… ain't got no brains, but nuts fer days. He powers in, lookin to box, a'ight a'ight, u wanna bang ain't nobody bang like Hunter Gunn… but then he drops, shoots hard, fukker musta been a college wrestler his shot is fukkin slick, but he ain't da only one knows how ta fukkin wrestle. I change gears, ain't fast enuf to stuff his shot but fast enuf to lock him up in a tight full guard as my thick muscled bare back hits da pavement, feeling it scrape up, my ragin bull cock pressed against his shirt-covered gut as I drape my big right arm over his neck, his head deep in my pit as I dig for dat drape gillateen choke!

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I slam my shoulder into his guts with gusto, heaving forward, driving him right off his fat ass. I strain to shift my weight to my right, to bypass his guard as I drive him down, but young mr. muscles is so goddamn fast, those thighs snap up around my waist lighting fast. WELL FUCK. I’d wanted so fucking bad to take him by surprise. Heaving up to restore my posture, I nearly shit myself when this slick assed psycho tries to trap my head in a guillotine, draping his over-developed right arm around the back of my neck. NUH UHH Bastard! My left arm shoots forward to seize his right wrist before he can sink it in, as my right fist doubles up, and slams into his left short ribs with a savage fucking strike, trying to use the distraction to rip my head free and restore my posture.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'OOF!' Fukker's big fist slammin in my ribs, gonna be bruised but it gonna take more'n dat ta get thru dis fukkin muscle u pansy bitch… but he a strong bitch n he postures up hard, feel his thick back flexin against my hammies… but u ain't seen bjj til u seen me do it. Soon as his hips are hittin full extension I blast up thru a hip bump sweep, left arm reachin past his left, my bull tricep pinnin his arm against his body so when I turn my hips hard over to my right he can't post, and just like that I'm sittin on dis bitch's chest in full mount n I start hammerin fists at his fukkin face!

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Ripping my head free from his aborted guillotine, starting to plan my next move when that muscle freak blasts me with a hip bump sweep, right when I’m most vulnerable, before I’ve gotten my posture back. HOLY SHIT! I know my BJJ is legit, but this fucker has speed and skills for days. How?? HOW??? I slam onto my back, he’s mounting my ass, and suddenly his massive hammerfists are coming right down towards my mug. He’s so goddamn fast I don’t even have time to get my guard up, and the first one smashes into my nose with brutal force, sending out a spray of blood, and causing my thick muscle to give that weird little spasm that’s the sign of a sickening hard hit. My brain stops working, a wave of pain smashing through any hope of collecting my thoughts.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I fall back on instinct, muscle memory, battle reflexes sunk into my bones. I twist my hips to open him up, my hands instinctively slamming into his hips with the power and desperation of a thickly muscled, battle-hardened 220 pound cop, shrimping out the back door, but not before I take a second fist to my jaw, ripping my lip open, busting a tooth loose, and causing another spray of blood on the impact. But I get out that back door, on pure instinct, with my head pounding in agony, my jaw screaming in protest, flipping over to all fours, managing to get up to my knees, dizzy, swaying, somehow getting my guard up.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: My bull dick pumps when I feel dis bitch's face crunch under my knuckles, 'bout to smash him out… but he fukkin hip up n scoot, slippin out slick as shit, my second shot barely landin n he's out da back, I step up n forward, foot still throbbin from gettin stomped… get turned around n he on his knees, guard up, bleedin n wobblin…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Feelin spent n shaky myself, fightin dat tuff fukker Drake weren't nothin… I'm bruised, scraped, nekked… n I'm STILL too fukkin much man for THREE a dis pig musclebitch!!

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: I snap a low roundhouse, gonna knock dis bitch's head clean off.. but my pivot foot is da bruised one, n my kick is wonky, half power, slow… probl'y still enuf to drop dis tubby fuck, tho…

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: A few precious moments, some desperately needed oxygen, and a massive boost of adrenaline firing through my veins helps me get my head back in the fight, just in time to catch the psycho prodigy getting back up to his feet, and trying to kick my head off. A voice screams in my head, THERE IS NO FUCKING WAY THIS PSYCHO THUG IS TAKING ME. NOT THIS TIME. I drop forward back to all fours with a surge of determination as that roundhouse whistles through the space only just vacated by my head. Of their own accord, my boots dig into the dirty pavement like coiled springs and I surge forward like a rocket, thick quadzilla muscles exploding with sheer muscle power, aiming my shoulder at the fucker’s plant leg before he replants his leg committed to the roundhouse, gonna fucking blast this bastard’s knee right out from under him.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: FUKKER, dis bitch ducks my kick, didn't think he was dat quick… 'AWW!' 200 plus pounds a musclebitch cop smashes my left knee, feel it buckle n twist, FUCK ME, go down hard, thick muscle back smashin da ground n feel my head crack on da pavement, seein stars…

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: My dick actually gets a semi when I feel the punk’s knee buckle under him, dumping his rapist ass to the ground. I pivot in place, planting my big hands on his hip and pec, spinning around to his right side, lifting up my knee, and smashing it forward like a fucking battering ram right into those thick, muscled lats, desperately wanting to smash this bastard, break his ribs.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'BAAWWW!'! My ribs is already beat up, slab lats and abs bruised up deep from tradin shots wit dat hard fukker Drake… fuck dat tuff kid… feels like gettin hit wit a fukkin steel bat when dis pig's knee slams in… can't believe I don't hear no crack, sure feels like my ribs busted… but ain't no fukkin pig man enuf to get thru my thick bull muscle! FUCK DIS FUKKIN PIG! But I still fukkin bleat n curl into the hit, ribs on fukkin fire…

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: That’s what I was hoping the bastard would do, and right enough, he does, curl into the hit. That’s what I was waiting for. With my left hand on his big, oversized right pec already, I pivot fast and sweet, dropping into a north-south position, taking advantage of his instinctual reaction to curl up in response to my knee strike. Hitting him while his guard was disrupted. Even though I was fighting through the pounding in my brain, I was also riding the surge of adrenaline, focused on my goal, visualising this rapist psycho choked the fuck out, KOd like a little bitch. I could taste it. He was mine. Moving as fast as I could, I began to wrap his head up in my right arm, reaching my hand under the back of his head, striving to get his chin locked under my arm, straining to lock it on tight.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Suckin wind as dis fat fuck crawls over me, tryina land a north-south choke, FUCK THAT! Ribs still on fire, I twist into him and tuck my chin, stuffing da choke, jam my left hand in an grab a fistful of his shirt by his collar, like we doin gi, and DRIVE my big arm out, making some space. Feel his shirt rip. Reachin round outside his shoulder wit my right arm, my big right paw finds his jawline and I GRIP under it, twisting, makin him roll to his left… turn my hips over hard n now I'm up top…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Ribs still poundin, I scramble up, put my guard up, catch my breath, eyein dis fukker n thinkin bout how imma make him beg on my dick…

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: HOW THE ACTUAL FUCK. I had him dead to rights. There was no time for him to sneak his arrogant over-muscled ass out of this… and yet. He did. And what’s fucking worse, he ripped my goddamn uniform in the process. Big heavy tear down the left side of my shirt, exposing my heavy bullet proof vest beneath, my badge hanging crazily on a torn flap. Face still busted, and bleeding, I keep rolling, get my feet under me, and raise my fists. Mostly shaken off those brutal blows to my head at this point, my mind is crystal clear and my reactions are sharpening moment by moment. I notice that our teenage psycho is pretty battered and bruised looking, clearly he was in some heavy action before I caught up to him.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I try to think for a moment, remembering that I’m a goddamn NYPD Police Officer. And as much as I want to smash this bastard with my own two fists, protocol dictates I get some backup, pronto. I push the send button on my radio … and nothing happens, I look down, and notice the crack running across it from getting smashed into the wall at the start of this whole fracas. Well…. Looks like back to plan A then. Which suits me just fine.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I surge forward, snapping my right fist out in a quick series of straight rights to his ugly mug, trying to keep him focused on his fat head, while I keep my left fist down low, clenched and loaded at my side, driving it up in savage uppercut, aiming to smash it right into the side of his right hand ribs, the ones I just had fun smashing up with my heavy knee.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Heart n balls poundin wit rage, pulsin in time wit da throb from my ribs n foot… ain’t no way, AIN'T NO WAY imma let sum bitch ass roidcop get da best a Hunter fukkin Gunn! Fuck, feelin it, tho… I'da done dropped his fat ass already, if I wasn't busted up from beatin on dat bitch Drake…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Fuck, why my dick pump thinkin a dat pussy fuck?

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Fuck me, bitch pig can move… he come in, throwin dem rights… he fast but same-handin his shots makes em way too fukkin slow to pass my guard, pick up his timin and fukkin SMASH a big overhand right at his ugly fukkin mug, right on the temp-

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: "GAAAWWFUKKER!" Sure nuf my paw connects but just as it do I get SPEARED in da ribs again… fuck fuck, imma puke, fuck… sukkin wind, fire all over me…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Feels like fire cuts loose from my nuts n rage rushes up n my gut clenches n IMMA PUT U FUKKIN DOWN, PIG! Hunched over anyways, right in front of him, hand snaps out n grips his pussyvest, step my left foot behind his left n twist, smashin him down at da pavement in a hip toss, lookin crack his head and upper back on da ground!

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: FUCK YES. Feels almost like sex when my left crunches into this fucker’s …. ARGHHHHHHHHHH.. Suddenly, the alley, the walls, everything is spinning. Trying to put two thoughts together, then suddenly I’m flying, smashed brutally to the ground. Dazed, trying to figure out what the fuck is happening… Dumbly, I notice that the back of my head feels wet. My muscles are fucking spasming, and all the wind seems knocked right the fuck out of me. I kick backwards, almost on instinct, groaning, as my thoughts start to reorganize themselves. Scramble up to my feet, noticing that our psychopathic young muscle freak ain’t moving as fast he was after my fist smashed into his ribs. I get my fists up, and a surge of determination churns in my belly. I think for a moment, of Cody. I’m filled with the strange sense that he has my back, he’s with me, and I fucking know in that moment, that I am going to take this little shit down. Hard.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I reach to my tactical belt with my right arm, and whip out my nightstick. I push forward, expertly wielding a weapon I’ve trained in intensively, snapping it out hard, quick and fast, with enough power and heft to break a man’s arm. I aim my blow for the fucktard’s left forearm, visualizing how good it’s gonna feel to see that arrogance drain away as he finds himself with a broken arm.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Pullin myself together, forcin down da aches, lettin my fukkin bull alpha rage pump up at dis PUSSY BITCH COP, n now he pullin ANOTHER GODDAMNED WEAPON… watch him close in, watchin… I'm movin too slow right now to just take it from him… he swings n I TWIST wit it, snapping around to my right, the hit stings but ain't got near enuf power whut wit my arm movin…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: And I come full round and SMASH a spinnin backfist wit my right hand, tryina crack his fukkin jaw… ain't even wait to see if I miss, gotta stuff that fukkin stick, I barrel into 'em, half stumblin but still 215lbs of bull teen muscle, smashin in and wrappin him up, tryina trap his arms and SLAM us at da wall…

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: FUCK FUCK FUCK. I snap that baton with some goddamn serious speed, I know I didn’t telegraph my attack, but the mother fucking over-muscled psychopathic bully twists to his right just as I flick my nightstick, lessening the force and… oh shit…. He’s spinning around full circle… I throw myself backwards, with a desperate heave, nearly losing my footing, as my heavy boots shuffle to get my jaw clear of oncoming brutality.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Scrambling to regain my footing, boots scraping against the asphalt, I catch sight of your friendly neighborhood teen psycho barrelling towards me. I SCREAM at myself, YOU ARE FUCKING NOT GONNA LET THIS BASTARD TAKE YOU. NO FUCKING WAY. I pull my balance together at the last second and fold forwards as the battered over-muscled teen thug drives into me with his shoulder. I drop down heavy, sprawling my boots out behind me, fucking STUFFING his tackle and bashing his bare-assed naked chest to the grimy asphalt. Instantly, without hesitation, I bring my right knee forward, looking to blast his skull in with my heavy right knee..

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Ready to smash dis fat bitch to da pavement, but fuck if he don't bull my tackle, I must be busted up more'n I thought if dis slow pussy bitch is takin my muscle down… FUCK, smash da pavement, scraped up again… gonna fukkin wreck dis b-

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: My head blows up, seein stars, sound goin all weird, fuck, think imma black out, no way… fightin ta fukkin move, fuck…

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Scrambling hard, my heavy boots slicing across the asphalt, I pivot 180 across his psycho rapist ass, dropping my knees, digging ‘em in on either side of his thick hips as he’s convulsing from getting my knee smashed into his noggin. I shoot my right arm down and under his neck, bringing my left arm across, my right hand reaching for my left elbow in preparation to sink in the nastiest, most fucking brutal rear naked choke I can muster. My right bicep, thick and heavy with grade-A NYPD approved and battle tested muscle flexes into a sick peak as I prep to drop my weight down and lock it in. I’m hoping he fights it hard, so I have an excuse to break his fucking neck.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Brain's all weird, can't see straight… feel weight on my broad back… feels kinda good, then I'm all wrapped up in heat… dis bed's kinda hard, tho…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: FUCK! The world comes fukkin rushin back, my blood fukkin hammerin in my veins, my bull nuts surgin as my big dick pumps against the ground! I come to n my big left paw is already reachin ta grip dat left wrist my right hand grippin his right wrist, driven by pure fukkin alpha instinct n fight skill…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: My dominant muscle FLEXES to fight ur choke pullin down on dat left wrist, fighting da pressure of pig bitch's right arm… my abs CLENCH, drawing my knees up, working to get my feet under me…

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Suddenly, like someone had switched on the light, just a fraction of a second before that rear naked was locked in sweet and tight, the psycho teen thug’s hands shoot out, almost as if they have a mind of their own, locking onto my wrists like two steel vises. My first thought is, FUCK. Then my second is, it doesn’t matter. I’ve got the position, I’ve got the muscle, he’s already been in one hell of a fight, he doesn’t have the stamina to resist me, I’ll sink it in regardless. My arms swell with power, and my core tightens, letting loose a renewed surge of pure cop muscle to overpower this shit-for-brains rapist thug. And… it’s like my arms hit a goddamn brick wall.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I want to scream in frustration, THIS IS NOT HAPPENING. NOT HAPPENING. HE IS NOT GOING TO OUT MUSCLE ME! And then I do scream in frustration, the veins popping out alongside my neck as no matter how hard I try, my left arm is slowly, but surely overpowered, and my right arm is held in a stalemate. The surge of sheer aggro, roaring through my veins goes straight to my cock, turning it hard as a steel shaft. I feel him trying to get his knees under him, and drop my hips down hard and fast to stop that shit, trying to smash him in the small of his back, and get him pinned down tight. For a brief moment the image of my alpha cock reaming his ass in retaliation empowers me, reinvigorates my resolve. My arms all fucking tied up in this test of strength, can’t get them free in time to help out, so I gotta win this one. FUCK YES. My left stops dropping.. Then, starts to close back. I’M GONNA OUTMUSCLE THIS PERP!

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Gut clenched, muscle on fukkin fire, dis fat bitch on my back strainin ta lock dat fukkin choke down, FUCK… my bull guns fightin… yeah, dat's right, bitch, u can't handle dis pure alpha muscle…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Fukkin go half deaf as dis bitch SCREAMS IN MY FUKKIN EAR what da fuck… feel his muscle surge, get pounded back down to da pavement, my ragin dick scraped on da ground, fuck my bull dick so hard with how imma fuck did bitch up it probl'y gonna crack da asphalt… n fuck, is his dick hard too, or is dat his nightstick in my ass crack?

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Feel his arms fukkin PUMP, hear cloth tearing, fuck I think his musclebitch guns busted his sleeves clean open… he stops my pull, starts pullin back, closing up da choke… no way no fukkin way YOU AIN'T STRONGER'N ME!

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: I fukkin roar n feel my dick pump on da ground n my bull guns fukkin PUMP HUGE, fuck my skin gonna split open n I fukkin PULLLLL… shakin, shaking… start creepin dat choke back open… FLEXXXXX

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: My biceps are goddamn shaking. I can’t ever remember pushing this hard, asking this much of my big bull bis. Suddenly, there is an audible rip. SHIT!! My bicep ripped right through my goddamn sleeve!! I was so goddamn shocked, the shit-faced perp beneath me actually started to gain the momentum back, my left arm slowly starting to open up again. NO NO NO NO.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: ARGHHHHHHHHHHh.. My face is turning red, and spots are actually starting to swim in front of my eyes. I'm straining with everything I’m worth. I hold nothing back. Not a single fucking thing, I even throw the kitchen sink in. My dick actually swells in my trousers, and I tighten my core sinking my crotch deeper into this shit faced psycho’s ass. As much to stabilize my base as anything else, but it had the side effect of practically ramming my erect cock up his asshole, the tip of my cock straining to escape my trousers actually drilling just a bit into his hole. I groan deep in my throat, and feeling my alpha strength, feeling my training, feeling my duty, feeling every inch the goddamn hero serving the community I always knew I was, my arm stops dropping, and slowly, agonizingly starts creeping closed. This bitch is mine. He’s going out. This choke is happening. NOTHING can stop it. Because I’m a fucking cop, this is my city, and he’s about to face the Power of the Law.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: '...hhhnnn…' strainin my fukkin guts out, pullin dis bitch's arm off me… FFFFUCK how dis fat bitch so strong… but imma outmuscle him!

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: WHAT DA FUKKIN FUCK?! Feel my ass gettin poked, thick dick pressin at my hole, feels like it gonna tear thru his pants, feel my hole gettin opened NO GODDAMNED WAY IMMA FUKKIN KILL U AIN'T NOBODY EVER FUKKIN HUNTER GUNN!!!

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: I fukkin SNARL deep in my guts n my bull biceps FUKKIN FLEX wit ALL DEY GOT, my eyes bugging, red-faced screamin wit effort n dis bitch's arm… don't… fukkin… MOVE!

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: NNOOOO!! I'm slowin it down, but it's closin up… NONONONO HOW DA FUCK?! My bull biceps never been BIGGER, never been HARDER, never flexed more POWERFUL n dey gettin outmuscled by sum FAT BITCH COP I ALREADY LEARNED ON MY DICK!! HOW DARE U BE STRONGER'N ME!!!

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Seein stars, black closin in, can't breathe… my right hand snaps off I make a fist stickin my thumb out n JAM IT IN HIS FUKKIN EYE!! Right as I do my guts n legs fukkin PULL n I YANK my knees under me, shins scrapin up bad on da ground, fukkin EXPLODE UP with everythin I got left!!

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: This is it. This is the moment when I finally conquer my demons. Time for this thuggish, psycho bastard to learn that life has consequences. Time to learn that you can’t run around taking whatever the fuck you want. That you can’t run around raping who ever you feel like. My arm is so goddamn close. The spots are growing bigger, swimming in front of my eyes. But it’s so close. Then… SNAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: My left bi SLAMS into the home position, locks down the back of his fucking head, and my arms turn to solid steel. In just a few seconds, he’ll be reduced to a drooling bastard, probably will piss himself to boot. I can fucking hope. I lean in, gathering my muscle, then ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I let out a scream that echoes off the narrow walls of the alley, my eye… MY FUCKING EYE. A shitstorm of savage pain rips through my head, there’s a wetness, and I realize some blood is leaking down my face. I can’t see out of my right eye, my eyelid is shut tight as a locked door, instinctively trying to protect my damaged eye. I’m in shock, trying to process the situation, before I realize that I’ve let go of my sleeper on the perp, and one hand is clamped to my eye, covering my face, somehow I’m sitting on my ass. But I realize I’m still in a fucking fight.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I scream at myself, GET UP OFF YOUR FAT ASS JASON. GET BACK IN THIS FIGHT. TAKE THIS BASTARD. YOU CAN DO THIS. I get my boots under me and get to my feet, feeling my eye start to swell, ain’t no way I could open my right eye if I wanted to. Staggering, I put my guard up, and focus through the throbbing, searing pain. My face was already pretty badly bashed from earlier, I wonder how I’d react if I could see myself in a mirror.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: FUCK YEAH! Tubby bitch screams in my ear again like da pussy he is but he let go, finally, n I stumble up n forward, suckin wind, spots dancin in front a my eyes.. my pecs, quads, shins, all scraped up from the pavement…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Stagger round, see dis bitch mewlin n coverin his busted eye, YEAH DAT'S RIGHT dat's whut u GET for tryina come at me like an uppity bitch after I done dicked u once!

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: He staggers up, now… I'm feelin fukkin spent but dat was too close, too fukkin close, n now dis fat ugly weak PUSSY BITCH bout to LEARN. I fukkin MAKE my body move, steppin up and to da left, cuttin dat angle, hips n big bull legs fukkin POWER into a low roundhouse, slammin at da outside of his knees on his blind side, BAM!!

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Trying to come to terms with only having one usable eye, I should have trained for this, but how the fuck do you train for only having one eye? Grimly, my well-honed warrior instinct realizes he’s going to come for my blind side often and hard. I don’t even have to think twice. As soon as the young thug starts to move, I pivot on my left boot, swinging my right knee back behind, switching into a fluid side on stance. I catch the blurry motion out the side of my left eye, and feel the woosh of air, realizing I got out of dodge on that just in time. I throw myself forward, trying to catch the fucktard before he gets his balance back from that roundhouse, coming in with a combo.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Turning my left eye towards this shit-faced rapist, digging deeper, drawing on levels of resolve, determination, grit, strength, and never-say-die that a man taps into only when everything is on the line. I fire my combo with aggression and skill, driving my left jab in, following it up with a straight right, then again, my left bicep explodes powering in a left hook for the fucker’s jaw, and polishing it off with a right uppercut designed to break his fucking smug-ass jaw.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Fukkin blind ass bitch get lucky, I kick air n hafta land dat foot n turn back n before I'm set, he on me, punching hard. Ain't got my guard up good, take most of it on my big guns n shoulders, but a coupla shots land n my bell's fukkin rung, staggerin back, FUCK, get yer shit together Gunn!!

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Circle left as I sort my stance and posture out, then come in HARD, leadin wit my left, jab cross hook right elbow KNEE TO THE FUKKIN LIVER, BAM!

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I rock his world, not as hard as I’d have liked, but the feel of my fist crunching into his ugly, smug face felt so goddamn right. I reset my stance, preparing to follow up with another barrage, gonna put on a clinic for this fucker, when the shit face circles to my right, just outta my line of sight. I circle every bit as quick to get vision on him, cutting the corner as I turn. My right arm is up in guard position, when suddenly a jab blasts through on my blind side, cracking me right in the jaw. Head snapping back, feels like I was hit with a hammer, and that was just a fucking jab?

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I turn harder, managing to catch sight of the cross this time, eating it on my beefy bicep, the sleeve still split wide open from my huge bi going hulk on it. I stuff that hook equally hard, my big arm twanging from the impact, but that elbow sneaks in, clipping my jaw before I get my guard repositioned, jacking it something fierce. I groan and stagger, my jaw and face have taken a lot of abuse this fight, and blows which I could shrug off fresh are really fucking with me.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: This turns out to be a goddamn disaster, allowing the naked teen’s piledriver knee to spear me in my liver. My gorge rises, and suddenly I flashback to our first fight… feeling fist after fist break down my core, digging into my guts, piercing my thick cop-muscle armoured abs and fucking me up from the inside out…. NOoooo NOooo I double up, thrown off my game, backpedalling, as I flash back again, remembering when he hit me so hard I puked my guts out. NOT AGAIN. A flash of rage surges through my nerves, as I back up, getting close to the wall, my guard tightening again, turning my blind right eye against the wall so the fucker can’t get at me from my blind side.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Then, I slice my boot across a puddle of grungy water, sending a sheet of the filthy crap up towards his smug face. I drive forward, fighting through the pain in my liver and my jaw, hoping like shit he lifts his hands to his face as I come in low, spinning on my left boot, looking to drive my heavy right police issue boot right into his fucking liver like a goddamn heat seeking missile. Let’s see how this shit likes his own medicine.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: YEAH, bitch, imma fukkin punch ur liver right outta ur goddamned body! See pigbitch back it up, stagger against da wall… dat's right, I see u tryina keep ur good eye out, whut u want me to take dat one too u fat fukkin-

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'Awwwhutdafuck?!' Nasty ass water splashin up at me, try to shield my face but a little gets in my mouth fukkin GROSS, bitch imma drown you in one a these pud-

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'BAAAWWWWW!!' MOTHERFUKKER!! Pain rushes across my gut n up my spine, fightin for room in my blood wit da fukkin RAGE n cum-throbbin need to PUT DIS UPPITY BITCH IN HIS PLACE! Fuck… can't help it, fold up over dat leg, wrappin it as I curl in pain, droppin to one knee….

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: BUT I AM HUNTER GODDAMN FUKKIN GUNN, AIN'T NOBODY, NOBODY TUFFER'N ME!! I WILL FUKKIN BREAK U ON ME!

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Hear myself sobbin wit pain n da effort ta make my body fukkin move n I don't care, thick muscle still twitchin with pain flexes up n I fukkin SLAM a right hook up into dem tubby pigbitch nuts! BAM! Grippin dat big leg wit my left arm I fukkin HAMMER HIS BITCHNUTS AGAIN!! BAM!!!

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Just like I’d hoped, my boot folds the psycho teen musclefuck in half, the heavy tread from my boot sinking against his thick muscled core, blasting into his goddam liver. I hit the punk ass shit so hard he doubles up over my boot, can’t even hold himself up. I pull my leg back, moving forward, reaching down towards his head, a feeling of grim satisfaction on my face as I hear him twitching and sobbing. My dick twitches in sympathy with his pain. It’s time. I’m just so fucking grateful that I get to be the cop that finally puts this arrogant shit in his place. I grab his hair, cock my fist, about to smash it into his sobbing ugly mug… Muscle starts to flex… URGHHHHHHKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKk

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: My eyes cross and my legs go fucking weak as water as my nuts are blasted right up against my pubic bone. My guts churn, and the agony radiating from my busted cop balls wrenches at my will to live. Then it happens again as that over-muscled rapist smashes his ham-sized fist into my nuts a second time. I turn aside, drop to my knees, and puke my fucking guts out on the alley pavement. The liver shot had me primed already as my guts heave and heave involuntarily, I can’t fucking stop, oh god, feels I wanna die, but I can’t I’m in the middle of a fucking fight. A fight I’m NOT GOING TO LOSE. But my guts clench again, and no matter how bad I want to stand up and fight, my abused gonads and my fucked up liver have another idea altogether.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: FUCK YEAH!! My bull alpha nuts fukkin PUMP hearin dis punk ass pigbitch bleat… still fightin da throbbin pain in my liver, ribs, whole fukkin body, I go to stand, stumble… but then my nuts PUMP again when pigbitch pukes his fukkin guts out, feel da precum pump outta my dominant alpha dick n I FUKKIN STAND, dick standin tall, feels like a surge of bull alpha power washing away all da hurt til it's just a dull ache…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'DAT'S FUKKIN RIGHT U WORTHLESS PIECE OF FUKKIN PIG TRASH!! U NEVER GUNNA BE MAN ENUF TO STAND UP TO ME!!' Feelin like a fukkin thunderstorm, a fukkin hurricane, I stride over, grip his fukkin hair in my left hand n yank his head up n back, pullin up so he kneelin at my feet n start POUNDING my big right fist down inta his fukkin jaw like the goddamned hammer a fukkin Thor, BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! 'NEVER! U HEAR ME?! NEVER!!'

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: GET UP JASON. GET THE FUCK UP. Screaming at myself, I gotta move. Then suddenly, just as my guts unclench enough to let me start staggering drunkenly to my feet, the rapist bastard grabs my hair and pulls my head up and back, sending a bolt of pain through my neck. I struggle to get my boots under, struggle to lift my fists, my left eye trying to focus, then suddenly, four flashes of lighting light up my brain, and I dimly hear a sound like thunder, the sickening sound of a man’s fist on bone. My brain is foggy… I wonder whose bones are getting hit…. Then I realize… It’s MINE. My goddamn fucking jaw… then that final flash of lighting is followed by lighting bolt of pain cutting my jaw in half. The sudden, sickening pain cutting like a line of fire across my jaw… he fucking fractured my goddamn jaw.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: The pain wakes me up, cuts through all the fog in my mind. Suddenly, I shoot up, my boots planted firmly under me, but on the way up, I drive my fucking knee in desperation right back into the muscled perp’s low hanging, swinging, juicy bully balls. Unable to follow up right away, I stagger backwards, slumping against the wall, fighting off a wave of weakness from my lingering nausea, and coming to terms with the fire burning in my jaw.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: My bull nuts fukkin PUMP when I hear dat sweet crack, precum gushin, dat's right imma break u, u weak as bit-

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'HRG!' Take dat nutshot n wanna fukkin scream, wanna drop, ain't gunna stop gunna make my body fukkin move, gunna fukkin show u… I fukkin take dat hurt, ridin it, balls n guts surgin I fuck dat pain right in its fukkin dick wit my alpha power n fukkin FLEX IN DIS BITCH'S FACE! 'RRRRAAAAAWWWWGGGGHHHH!'

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Spit flyin I bust a vein-poppin most muscular, stride forward, big feet slappin da pavement n walkin right up to dat spent busted bitch n GRIP his fukkin throat n pin his head against da wall, PIN his fukkin bitch nuts against da wall with my left knee, my big right leg DRIVIN my weight in on dem bitch nuts and start tryina punch a hole in da wall wit my big right paw THRU DIS BITCHPIG'S FUKKIN ABS!

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: My head is literally swimming right now, I’ve taken so many blows to my noggin this fight, hard to focus, my one good eye blinks, trying to register what I am seeing. I turn my head to better focus my eye, and a lighting bolt of fire stabs through my jawline. That’s not good. A rivulet of blood is constantly dripping out of my mouth, splashing on the alley. My nuts are throbbing, each pulse sending a wave of sickness ripping through my guts, mixing with the sickening sensation throbbing in my liver. But my spirit is unconquered. I will protect and serve. I will do my duty, and this time, no matter what it takes, this psycho rapist who thinks the world is full of nothing but his bitches, will go down.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Even as I straighten myself up, my determination and will forcing my protesting body to obey, my eye widens in shock. Is that fucker even human? He stands up, roaring and FLEXES in my fucking face, strides forward, and unprepared, my defenses still not in place, and seizes my throat. I gulp, gasping from the pressure as my head is smashed against the wall, stars exploding as the impact jolts my fractured jaw. Then my guts roil, and bile starts rising from my stomach as the sadistic, unrelenting over-muscled freak mashes my balls against the wall with his knee. I dry heave, my guts already emptied as fists start drilling into my abs. Unable to flex them, the pressure on my nuts causing vomit reflexes to render my abs wide open, each shot sinks right through my spasming guts, as if my muscle wall, the ab armour I devoted so much effort to building, wasn’t even there.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: You might as well as stab me with a sword, it wouldn’t hurt this much. Bile and blood rises, and I know from experience, that can’t be good, a sure sign of some internal injury as I gasp, spraying out bloody bile right in the fucker’s face. I slump suddenly, my consciousness almost disconnected. I feel myself back in time, six months prior, in this same place, being destroyed by this same punk. It feels so inevitable. I should just let it happen… NO FUCK NO FUCK NO FUCK NO. I’m a fucking cop. I’m here to protect and serve, I don’t quit, not ever, no way. NEVER …. GONNA … QUIT…

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Somehow, without even realizing how I manage it, my left hand shoots up and stabs fingers into his wrist holding my throat, as I slide my body to one side, dislodging his knee on my nuts, twisting, driving, I don’t know how my body is managing this, but my will is driving it from a deep level, and suddenly, I’ve reversed positions, my hand is around this fucking bastard’s throat, and my knee is jabbing up into his balls to smash them against the wall, pin them hard, and my fist powered by alpha bull cop muscle, muscle that proved itself stronger than his, tries to drill heavy shots up into his plexus. But I know, even as I fight, that my body can’t keep this up. The shots, the force, the pressure, all of it are weak… I got here through sheer shock, sheer surprise, not muscle. But I have to take advantage of it. With my whole body trembling, and my core ripped with savage, crippling battle damage, I put my trust in my fist, knowing that if I can get in some good shots to his solar plexus, I can end this fight now. I believe it. I know it. I WILL protect and serve. No matter the fuck what.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Breakin dis bitch's guts open feelin his abs n his insides turn to mush around my fists… his hand reaches up ta grab my wrist, can't believe dis bitch still fightin back ain't learned his lesson yet…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Awwww, fuck, bein on one foot, leanin in on him like dat my balance is off, n I'm tired, kinda slow… when he moves I can't recover quick, stumble, suddenly its me with my back against da wall…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Feel his knee comin up, lift my own ta check it… I fukkin GASP n GROAN when my nuts get pinned, feelin da pressure but my own knee on his hip is controllin da distance… and da feel a my bull alpha nuts standin up to dis pressure is makin my rock hard beer-can thick 10" DRIP… dat's right, pigbitch, you ain't man enuf to squash my nuts!

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: He start throwin fists into my hard flexed, battered abs… n I start laffin in his fukkin face. Oh, dem shots stang, my bruised up abs is feelin it… but they could take dis all fukkin week. I can tell he tryin ta hit my breadbasket, but either he so spent he's off his game or fukker don't know how to hit it right.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'Cool story, brah.' Ain't even worried 'bout his grip on my neck, my thick bull neck muscle outflexin his grip right now… palm da back of his head like a basketball wit my big left paw, big bicep flexin n I yank him forward to SMASH his face on my fukkin pec, BAM! Again, BAM! 'How dat jaw feel, brah?' Wit my right hand I reach up, grippin into his jaw, thumb underneath, fingers digging into his cheek n my thick forearm flexes as I GRIP n TWIST… 'Imma learn u now, son.'

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: My fist is slamming into this fucker’s core, I’m aiming for that plexus, but the shit is holding me back, inserting his knee, keeping me off him, throwing my shots wide. So FRUSTRATING. Then I calm down, and refocus. THIS is going to happen, this psycho IS going behind bars when suddenly I hear laughter, sadistic, fucking, punk ass laughter. It PISSES ME OFF. I feel a white hot fury, then suddenly as if my hand around his throat was a piece of paper, he reaches his hand to the back of my head, palming my head forward, ramming my busted nose and bleeding face against his massive, steel hard teen pecs. NO FUCKING WAY. THIS IS NOT HAPPENING. I reach out to plant my hand on the wall, gonna use my big bull cop biceps to push the fuck out of this, when a savage, soul-crushing, thought-smashing, searing line of agony paralyzes me.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: My muscles actually start spasming, and my one good eye rolls up in the back of my head. The sadistic, brutal mother fucker has his big paw covering my jaw, stabbing his fingers into my cheeks and jawbone, twisting it. I’m screaming, but it’s coming out a gurgle, bones are straining in my jaw, and the fracture is starting to expand. The pain is so severe I can’t move a fucking muscle, I’m just hanging there, twitching, fighting, screaming at myself that this IS NOT GOING TO HAPPEN.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Grip da bitch's wrist at my neck, ain't nothin ta muscle him off, shove myself off da wall, keepin my grip… fuck, but dis BITCH NEED A LESSON. I spit in its face.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Bracin my big tricep on my chest, I dip my hips like imma do a power clean and HOIST dis fat fukker up by its busted ass jaw, its feet danglin two inches off da ground. I gotta lean back like I'm doin a log press, but I can hang here for a minute. I mean, fuck… I'm busted up n tired, myself, but my nuts are pumped n riled, I got my second, or fuck it third, wind goin and dis bitch got nothin left.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Holdin it up wit my right arm, wit my left I start rippin n strippin n tossin.. belt, shirt, pants… the pussy vest is a little complicated but dem plastic buckles ain't about to stand up to dis teen power. Ev'ry time it starts gettin uppity, I SLAM a quick hook into its liver.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Ain't long before I got 200 pounds a bitch hangin off me, nekked 'cept its boots. I turn round n smash its head against da wall n drop it. 'U ready ta get started wit ur lesson?'

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: My brain, on fire with pain and crippled by agony desperately tries to come up with a solution, some sort of escape. I barely notice his slimy spit spattering my cheeks, dripping down. Then, if I had been able, my jaw would have dropped as the fucking sadistic psycho rapist pulls me in close, making me feel as though I’m some kind of olympic weight as he heaves my 200 pounds of cop trained beef clean off the ground by NOTHING but his fucking grip on my broken jaw. I SCREAMMMMMMMMMMM but nothing comes out but a weird bubbling sound. I convulse like a stroke victim, muscles randomly spasming, unable to coordinate anything. OH GAWD OH GAWD. IT HURTS. Bones shift and crunch, and something in my jaw shatters, then shatters again, I can’t even differentiate the pain anymore.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Vaguely, I’m aware that he’s stripping my uniform off me with his other hand while I’m dangling. He drills into my liver a few more times, and my savagely abused guts clench, sending up some more bloody bile to join the party, spraying out of my wrecked mouth. My neck is fucking killing me, as all my weight is dangling by my head. I can’t breathe, and panic strikes, destroying any last vestige of hope or rationality. All that is left in this moment is pain and fear.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Suddenly, there is a CRUNCH, and more blood as my head gets busted open, then I’m dropped like a slab of meat, to the alley asphalt. I fold up like a broken action figure, somehow ending up on my back, my one eye looking up at you, uncomprehending. I vaguely hear you ask if I’m ready to get started. When I hear that, I’m not sure which is worse, the pain, the fear, or the shame. I’ve done it again. Despite everything I fought for… I’ve dishonored my badge for a second time. What kind of cop am I? What kind of man am I? I kick, weakly, trying to back up, trying to man up through this, despite the overwhelming sense of hopelessness, I have to go down fighting, I can’t give up, can’t quit, no matter what, trying to get my limbs to coordinate. Oh fuck… it hurts.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Lookin at dis pigbitch crumpled up, kickin its legs at me like it still gunna fight back… FUCK. My bull dick is fukkin ROCK HARD n DRIPPIN… dis piece a trash done forgot its last lesson, it ain't forgettin dis one…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Reach out, grip its fukkin ankles, and drag it up n out from da wall, so it's on its broad upper back n neck, thick musclebitch body stacked n curled ass up, keepin my grip I step thru its legs and PLANT my meaty right foot on its fukkin head, pinnin it down, makin sure its good eye is turned up… fix my stance, line my thick hard dripping 10 alpha inches up and fill dis bitch NUTS DEEP wit real fukkin man in one go! Da noise it makes gets my nuts pumpin harder n I start to fukkin RAIL dis bitch!!

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'YEAH, WHUT NOW U FUKKIN PUSSY?' My heavy bull nuts slappin its ass so hard feels dey gunna leave a nutsack shaped welt on it. 'YEAH, u can't handle dis fukkin teen GOD, u ain't NEVER gunna!!' SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. 'Fuck, how fukkin useless r u, can't even take me down after I done fought a REAL FUKKIN MAN n fell off a GODDAMNED BALCONY!' SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. 'I got more manhood in my left nut den u got in ur whole FAT FUKKIN BUSTED BITCH BODY!' SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. 'I FUKKIN OWN U!' SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP.

01:23 OfficerJasonFrank: GET UP!! I scream at myself… GET UP… My whole body is shaking like a leaf, I can feel myself slipping into shock, the pain exceeded my tolerance levels way way back. Even trying to move my head sends thunderbolts and lightning strikes raging in my head. Suddenly, my legs are seized, helplessly, this fucking psycho drags me like a slab of beef across the pavement, pulling me away from the wall, my thick muscled back getting scraped and sliced by the gritty, unforgiving asphalt. I try to scream FUCK YOU, but my jaw doesn’t even fucking work, I can’t talk.. I can’t even FUCKING talk…. All that comes out is a weird screeching noise, and the pain of trying nearly knocks me out.

1:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Then I nearly scream again, my whole body spasming savagely as this teenage musclefreak psycho puts his foot on my head, ARGGHHHHHHHhhh… the pain is too much, and I slump into a stupor, gazing up with my one good eye at his sneering face. What’s he doing?? OH FUCK… not again… please fucking no not again… oh noo no nono no...ARGHHHHHHHHHHH… My ass is suddenly ripped wide open, his thick monster cock raping my cop hole in one, brutal, relentless thrust, all the way up to the hilt. My ass, forced to take his cock, rips, starts to bleed as he slams that monster balls deep. The pan tears through me, singing in harmony with the skull jacking agony ripping through my crunched jaw. This can’t be happening… not again… my muscle is trembling, giving out random spasms of agony.

1:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Then he starts talking shit at me, total fucking degrading shit, tells me I can’t handle him, that I’m never going to. Right then, right at that moment, I feel something in me shrivel up… oh fuck, he has me. I’m back… right where I was six months ago... Then he pours acids on my wounded psyche as he’s fucking me, telling me that even though he’s already been in a fight, he still took me down fresh. Feels like he’s just slammed a wrecking ball into the middle of my manhood. Because he’s right. He’s fucking right. I feel useless in every inch of my muscle. All that training, all that dedication, all that coaching from Cody… Oh GAWD... Cody… how can I face him again…. How the fuck can I face him… I’m feeling broken, totally fucking broken, but there is still a fire inside me… A fire that wanted, more than anything to see someone, anyone, teach this fucking shit a LESSON. But… I knew that today, it wasn’t going to be me. Oh god… it hurts. Everything…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. I'm so fired up so FUKKIN FIRED UP, breakin dis pigbitch, breakin its fresh, big muscled, pussyvest armored, weapon-totin' body on my bruised, tired, beat up teen jock god body… AIN'T NOBODY MAN ENUF FOR HUNTER GUNN! SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'FFFUUUUUUCCCKKYEAH!!' I can fukkin see it in dis bitch's eye, starin up at me, can see da last a what's inside thinkin it's a man FUKKIN BREAK ON ME n now it know fo sho it ain't nothin but my fuckhole, n dat makes my nuts PUMP FUKKIN HUGE n 'AAAWWWWWFFFUUUCCK!' my alpha load busts hard up n its hole, pumpin n pumpin, cum backed up from da moment dat tuff fuck Drake stepped up on me whut feels like forever ago comes fukkin blastin outta my nuts like a fukkin FIREHOSE! 'FFFUCKK!'

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: My nuts finally spend out, fukkin maybe best nut a my fukkin life… n fore my dick even start go go soft, it fukkin hits… fuck fuck, but I gotta piss. All dem beers, ain't got ta stop for a piss in at least an hour… fuck it. Dis bitch ain't never gunna be good for nothin else anyway.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Nuts deep n still hard I let go n fukkin piss up dis bitch's busted chute… fuckfuck, but I gotta go like a racehorse n I can feel its guts swell before it starts to gush out around my dick.

1:23 OfficerJasonFrank: My thick, heavy, muscle, my body, a body I’ve spent years to build, to hone, to train into a weapon fit for duty, all rolled up, busted, bleeding, broken being fucked by the kinda scum I’m supposed to defend this city from. Hurts so bad I don’t know how to deal. Then he fucking cums up my ass, raping me for the second time in my life. I can feel the pressure, the sheer force blasting into my guts… Makes me feel sick, knowing that his seed is filling up my ass. Oh gawd no… but… what.. .noooo noooooooo… what the fuck… is he… still cumming??

1:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I feel the swelling of my guts keep building, and building… then it hits me, hard right between the eyes, for a moment the sheer shock distracts me from the brutal pain of my broken beef… He’s… he’s PISSING right up my ass… I make mewling noises through my broken jaw as my guts swell with his piss, I dry heave, more bile trying to force it’s way out, so deeply fucking sickened, then his piss, his actual piss starts to gush out of my ass around his cock.. OH FUCKKK PLEASE NO… This isn’t happening… oh let this be over please… oh please…. Never in my life did I think another man could break me…. But I’m getting close to the abyss… fighting, scraping, and clawing to stay away from the edge… Hold out JASON. YOU CAN SURVIVE THIS… HOLD IT TOGETHER… every inch of my brutalized cop muscle starts to tremble like a leaf. Can’t… can’t deal with this… but I won’t WON’T give him the satisfaction. HE WILL NOT BREAK ME…. I hold onto that thought… Gotta HOLD WON’T BREAK.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Man, not much feels as good as takin a piss when ur bustin for it… I let out a deep, gruntin sigh as my… wherever da fuck piss hole's up in ya gets done emptyin itself. Fuck me, but my dick still hard. Hard, n piss covered.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: I slop outta da bitch's busted hole, my dick twitchin at seein how fukkin GAPED it is…. put my weight on its head as I drop its ankles n let it flop to da ground. 'U got piss on my dick brah, dat's fukkin rude.' step off its head as I kneel down, on its big chest, grippin its busted jaw n head in both my paws, openin dat mewlin hole up n fill its throat wit my still hard… fuck, still hard n gettin harder dick. 'Ur gonna have to clean it up, only seems polite.' I just hold there, fingers holdin its nose closed, hard dick fillin its throat, n wait, my nuts workin up again as I feel its bitch throat n neck muscle work my dominatin dick. Shouldn't take too long…

1:23 OfficerJasonFrank: The goddamned sick assed fucking psychopath finally pulled his oversized horse cock out of my ass. My whole system was in shock, and my world was rocked to the core. I… how… no… can’t deal… but I had little choice, because that fucking sick assing cop-raping psycho wasn’t done. He knelt down, right over my chest, at least removing his foot from my head, but it wasn’t to do me any favors. He shoved his thick cock right down my throat!!! I SCREAMED.. Again, it only made weird squeaking noises. I WILL BITE HIS FUCKING DICK OFF… but I can’t… my jaws, they literally don’t work. He’s… noo… oh god not again… he covers my nose, CAN’T BREATHE. FUCK… I CONVULSE, my throat savagely constricting as I try to cough, my body wracked with pain, humiliation… FUCK I CAN’T DEAL… HELP... SOMEONE HELP ME…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Feelin dem bitch throat muscles work my dick, all it takes is watchin its eye roll up n close as it blacks out for me ta pop another nut, pumpin alpha seed down its throat. I think about just holdin there, finishin it off… I ain't never killed no one, that I know of, kinda wunder what it'd feel like… but dis here's a lesson, n ain't nobody gunna learn it if dis bitch n da ground. Lemme see… right.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: I get up off it, step over to where I dropped most of its kit… find its phone, belt knife… think about grabbin da nightstick, but fuck dat hole so gaped by my bull dick it'd rattle around in there like a pencil in a fukkin cup. Got me a better idea.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: Walk back over, it's still out like a light… kneel down right on its gut, good weight to keep it pinned, other foot based out for a textbook knee-on-belly. My left hand grips dat busted jaw, rest a my weight goes there, pinning its head down. It wakes up at dat point, good eye flutterin open, lookin crazed. 'Imma leave u a reminder a me, since u can't seem ta learn ur fukkin lessons. U gunna be a good bitch n keep still, lemme work, or imma kill you. But ain't gunna kill ya fast, imma kill u wit my dick. U hear?' Wit dat settled, I bring da knife to dem huge fukkin furry musclebitch pecs, n get to work. Yeah, it ain't never forgettin dis message…

1:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Suddenly, I’m dreaming, trapped in a nightmare, running, being chased, nowhere to hide, heart pounding… I’m naked… just my boots… I try to scream… nothing comes out… then with a sharp, savage jolt my eye opens, and this reality I’m in is worse than my nightmare… oh please… let me just go under again… let me lose consciousness til this is over… I choke, and gasp, gagging on something thick and salty… oh god… he raped my mouth… oh fuck… I feel so foul… And what’s that on my stomach… Oh god it hurts, it’s digging in... my jaw… my jaw is broken in so many places it’s all one huge mass of brutal pain… what’s he saying… I strain... Can’t... fuck... My knife… he’s got my fucking knife… oh shit… he’s gonna kill me… that will make this stop… yeah… I’m okay with that… no…. Nooo he’s fucking... ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHh… carving me up… carving my chest… I start to cry… I can’t help it… I can’t deal… FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU I scream at him in my head, trying to hold still… I’M GOING TO SURVIVE THIS... I WILL I FUCKING WILL… AND YOU WILL FUCKING PAY… I scream it over and over in my head. If I don’t focus on my rage, if I don’t hold it, he’ll break me. I WON’T LET HIM BREAK ME.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: It's squirmin a bit, but pretty much holds still, so it don't take too long to finish up. I eye my handiwork n give ol' pigbitch a grin. 'Aww, ur gunna love dis, brah.' Tossing da knife, I grab its phone, grab its hand n press its finger up against da sensor, n it unlocks. Perfect. 'Lemme see…' Snap a quick pic of its heavin chest, covered in bloody letters…

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: I get up off it… 'one more quick thing…' moving back to its ass, kneelin down, I hike it back up onto its shoulders n set its ass on my knee, dat GAPED ass quiverin up at me, lubed wit piss n cum n ass slime. Holding dat phone in my right hand, I make a fist wit my big left paw and PUSH IN, punch fistin dat ass elbow goddamned deep. "Say cheese.' I snap dat pic, pull out… makes a big ol' wet sukkin sound… I drop da busted pig bitch n stand up. 'Ok, where's ur Facebook…' Upload, upload, tag NYPD, course it's da first in its fukkin list… Post. Done.

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'Here u go, brah.' Holdin da phone up to its busted eye, it can see da two pics I just posted… my fist up its ass, n its big, thick, hairy muscle pecs, all carved up… "PROPURTY OV HUNTER GUNN."

02:46 Hunter_Gunn: 'I done u a favor today… how bitches gunna know dey bitches, if nobody learn em? But I'm done doin u favors, boy. I ever see u again, imma fuck u to death, brah.' I leave its phone on its chest, pull all da cash from its wallet, pick up its piece, put on its pants… how 'bout dat, we 'bout da same size… n head out.

1:23 OfficerJasonFrank: Laying there, trying to hold onto my rage, it’s the only thing keeping me sane, as I’m being carved like a side of beef, my thick, hairy, police-trained pecs being sawed at, blood flowing down my chest. I can feel my body going into shock from the trauma. My head feels stuffed with wool, and the pain starts to feel distant. I try to hold onto my rage, but it’s slipping from me.. NO NO NO... I WON’T BREAK. Suddenly, shockingly I’m brought back to full reality. He’s... that’s… my phone... What the fuck... He’s NOOO NO NO... This is not happening. NOT… He’s holding my phone over my head. Then, there is the shock of his big hamfist ripping into my ass, it tears again, and then a third time bleeding heavily, pain twisting in my guts like a knife and… then… he takes a fucking picture of me… and posts it to my NYPD official community account… and… I see with my one eye that for the rest of my life… every time I look in the mirror I will see, PROPURTY OV HUNTER GUNN…. I cry tears of anguish, shame, rage out of my one eye… FUCKED BY A GODDAMN PSYCHO WHO CAN’T EVEN SPELL… Even in my fucked state, I know that I’m finished in this city… This fucker… Hunter Gunn has fucked my body, fucked my mind, and fucked my career. I can’t deal… I just want … Cody… Fuck me, Cody… I’m so sorry… Then, my body goes limp, blood dripping down my newly carved pecs, leaking out of my shattered mouth, running out of my ruined asshole, and everything goes black.

Published: 2021-01-27, viewed 150 times.