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This story takes place about 1 month before THE MINNEAPOLIS AFFAIR

IN THE SYNDICATE SAFE HOUSE, NEW YORK CITY

11:54 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I listen in grim silence as that fucking cowardly dog tries to lay the blame on me. Now is not the time to argue. I wrap a strip of cloth around my torn ear, and bind up my sliced left arm. I change back into the workman's gear we'd stashed before setting up camp in the construction floor, then just melt into the general panic of the fire alarm, evading detection, and making it back to our safe house.

Finally, I slam the door, and I growl at Matt, "You slippery piece of shit. Don't try your bullshit on me. I had that Brit down. He was fucking done, I was about to stab the bastard in the goddamn face when his buddy, that donut-swilling mall cop that YOU were supposed to take care of tasered me while you were taking a goddamned nap. You fucking OWE me for that one, Matt."

11:54 Sergeant_Matt_Lewis: "You fucking think that, do you Ivan," I say. "No fucking New Yorker would have got the better of a fucking Texan bull if you had my back, but you didn't, you fucking didn't get your fucking Brit guy done did you. No.. he fucking beat you shitless.. have you seen your fucking face. You look like a fucking dog that's had his ear bitten off."

"You're the fucking muscle, I'm a fucking soldier, I work with guns, not hand to hand, that's meant to be you.. You're meant to be a commando... and you couldn't take out a fucking Brit Cop in a fucking yellow fucking uniform." I push him back slightly.

"I don't owe you for nothing, if anything you fucking owe me fucking 2.5 million because your plan nearly got us fucking killed you prick."

11:12 Commando_Ivan_Usov: As I listen to Matt continue to talk utter bullshit, I realize exactly what Derek was telling me about him. Matt was a tough fucker, strong, brutal, competent, but he was a slippery bastard that was hard to trust. Hot though. Sexy as fuck. But he needed some corporal punishment. He had to learn.

Matt puts his arm on my chest to push me, and with an explosion of lightning fast movement, I live up to my designation as "muscle" and hand to hand specialist. I have his arm twisted up behind his back in a flash, with my boot kicking out the back of his knee, and my weight bearing the handsome, hot soldier down to the ground like a stack of fucking bricks, my heavy geared up body smashing him flat, twisting that arm up high between his shoulder blades, my other hand darting out to seize his other wrist, and keep that arm out of play. Despite my cuts, I can easily handle this cocky Yankee hot piece of meat. "You DO owe me, and the rest of the Brotherhood something, Matt. You owe all of us some FUCKING RESPECT and I'm going to fucking teach you the hard way, and enjoy every goddamn second of it."

11:54 Sergeant_Matt_Lewis: "Get off me you fucking Russian prick. I don't fucking work for you. GET OFF MY FUCKING ARM YOU FUCKING RUSKI... IT'S GOT A FUCKING KNIFE WOUND YOU CUNT."

I grunt and try to move but I can't with him like that. "I have fucking respect for people who fucking pay me, that's fucking it. Get off me you fucking meathead."

11:12 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I laugh as Matt curses and blusters at me. "Yes, you do fucking work for ME, you idiot. And too bad about that arm, mine has a knife wound too, but you don't hear me bitching about it. I'm second in command to Derek, you fucking idiot, and you are gonna learn to respect me, as well as Derek and all the other mercs that you work with, or I'll fucking kill you. "

I straddle his back, and with a surge of muscle, I overpower the American's other arm, forcing it up behind his back into a double hammerlock. I reach down to my belt, and grab some zip tie, holding both arms in place with a firm grip, then, I wrap those wrists with zip tie. "It's time to take your fucking medicine like a man, you sniveling Yankee mother fucker."

I slice my blade, carefully, cutting open a convenient hole in the rear of Matt’s combat trousers, a nice little entrance.

11:54 Sergeant_Matt_Lewis: I struggle but can't move from the zip ties. I feel my arse in the breeze. "No fucking way. I'm top. I don't take cock from anyone. I do this. I am the one who sticks my fucking cock where I want to. No-one does it to me. Understand."

"Yeah okay... Respect... I understand, just let me up."

"Don't fucking do this."

10:15 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I growl down at him as I've got him all fucking tied up, "What I understand, Matt, is you are a fucking asshole. What I understand is that you are one hot mother fucker. What I understand is that you need to learn that the fucking sun and moon do not revolve around Sergeant Matt Lewis. You actually aren't half bad at soldiering, Matt. But you'd be a lot better once you drop the fucking whiny, arrogant attitude."

I free my cock from my trousers. I spit on my hand, and lube my dick up. Despite, or because of, my injuries, I have no trouble getting it up. I mean, I've had my eye on Matt for a while now. He's got a fucking shitty attitude, but the man is actually a competent soldier when he can be bothered. Well, I'm going to make him fucking bother. By fucking him up the ass and fucking some of that arrogance out of him.

I'm not gentle as I spread my legs, and lower my cock to his asshole, sliding into the slit I sliced in his trousers and underpants, and with a hard, powerful grunt, driving my rock hard Russian steel deep into the pit of his guts in one massive fucking thrust.

10:18 Sergeant_Matt_Lewis: It's a massive bout of pain as Ivan shoves what feels like a massive steel rod into me. "FUCK NO, NOT LIKE THIS!" I groan in extreme pain, trying to get the zip ties off but I can't.

This is what I normally do to guys whether they want it or not, it's the first time in my life I've been fucked, first time anyone has been inside me, I never realised how much pain it was... and honestly before now I'd never even cared.

"You've proven your fucking point, Ivan, just fucking stop, take that fucking massive cock out of me, fucking stop, you're fucking big you fucking monster."

I tried to break the zip ties again but can't, nothing was within reach to try and break me out. "Fucking stop... we can go and get someone... fuck them together... work out our frustrations like that."

11:12 Commando_Ivan_Usov: As I drive my massive piece of Russian steel deep into Matt's ass, I can tell by the resistance, the blood, and the ripping that he's a total virgin. He struggles frantically to get free, but he isn't going anywhere. That surprises me, but at the same time... It arouses me to new heights.

"No Matt, I haven't proven my point yet, but I'm about to. And you are gonna fucking love it. You want to fuck someone with me? Then you have to prove you are worthy you bastard. Show me you can take it like a man as well as dish it out."

Oh FUCK YES. This hot, tough, sadistic Yankee bastard was a virgin. How much SWEETER could it get!!! I then decided to blow this fucker's mind. At first, I was fucking him mostly just to punish and humiliate him... but now, I changed tact slightly. I was goddamned skilled at fucking. I adjusted my tempo and my pace to slow down on the pain, and deliberately began to bang his prostate.

Let's blow this fucking would-be top's mind... with the best weapon of all, the pleasure of being fucked. I growl as I drive in, and reach forward with one hand to pull his head back, leaning down, and start to kiss him.

11:12 Sergeant_Matt_Lewis: "I'm worthy... You've not seen me fuck... I fucking destroy in bed," I say even though the pain and wanting this to be over with as soon as possible.

I breathe in relief as the pain starts to slow down but then unexpectedly I feel the cock slamming into me more pleasurably. My own cock, which had been soft as anything, started to harden under me.

"Fuck.. what are you doing... fuck I don't want to get fucking hard like this..." I moan then I get kissed and I'm harder again. "No.. I'm not like that.. I'm not a fucking pussy faggot bottom. I'm a fucking pure blooded American fucking top."

But the pleasure is increasing and I moan again. "Ivan..." I moan this time with nothing more to say at the end.

11:12 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I listen to his tirade, then I have the distinct pleasure of hearing the shift in Matt's tone as he realizes what I'm doing.

That's when the real panic sets in... that's when my cock is not only fucking his hot ass, but fucking his identity as a self-proclaimed "pure blood American fucking top" Pleasure is sometimes a mightier weapon with men like Matt than pain.

Finally, all he can do is moan my name as I kiss him. I break off and whisper in his ear. "What you need Matt... is to be taken in hand by a fucking proper top. I'll fuck some respect into you. You are a good soldier Matt, or you will be, once you learn your place. Listen to yourself... you are fucking loving this. You are loving my Russian cock. You want it. YOu need it. I've got you Matt."

I feel my balls start to boil at the sheer pleasure of breaking this arrogant top and showing him he doesn't have a fucking clue how things work. He's a hot bastard. He might actually be worth something when I'm done with him.

11:12 Sergeant_Matt_Lewis: "Ivan... stop... you'll make me cum... fuck... I can feel it... every fucking inch of it you cunt."

I'm moaning though, I can't help, it's pleasurable... I don't want it to be, but I am. I will have to go and fuck someone soon.. I'll need to remind myself that I'm not this way

But in the moment, in that minute I can't help but enjoy it, especially at him kissing me.

"Don't cum in me... don't do that... you want me to fucking beg I will... don't jizz inside me. Please fucking don't do that to me."

11:12 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I growl at Matt, "That's the whole point, Matt. To fucking make you bust your load without you ever touching your cock. You are gonna learn... you aren't some bad-ass top. You haven't earned the right to go around fucking every man on two legs. But maybe... after I fucking teach you what being a real man is all about, you might be able to learn. And that starts with me making you shoot your cream with nothing but my cock. Cause I am the real deal, Matt."

Then, as he begs me not to cum inside him, I shut up Matt’s further protests by kissing him hard and long and deep, with an intense passion. I did think, after all, that he was one hot fucker. Even though he was an arrogant asshole. Somehow, it added to his charm.

I focused hard on expertly stimulating his prostate as I kept him shut up with a long, hard kiss that refused to quit. I'd make a man out of Matt yet.

11:12 Sergeant_Matt_Lewis: I find myself kissing Ivan back, unable to do anything with my arms, kissing him hard, moaning underneath my breath as my cock starts to leak on the carpet of the safe house.

I'm getting close that much is obvious, I still hold out hope that he is not going to cum inside me.

I groan and pull away from his kiss as I feel myself getting close. "Ivan.. fuck... never had this before..."

I try one last time. "Lets go and fuck someone together... I'll show you how much of a man I am..." but my cock is leaking and I'm so close.

11:12 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I slam Matt deeper, harder, as our kiss finally ends, and he gasps out his amazement at what I'm doing to him with my cock.

I chuckle as Matt desperately tries to preserve his macho image. "You will show me how much of a man you are, you fucker. You'll show me by cumming like my bitch. I'll teach you how to be a fucking man, don't worry, but it starts by you realizing your place, BOY." I ream that hot American soldier ass with a series of savage, cock-punching dick-smacking blows with my alpha Russian cock. "CUM FOR ME FUCKER. GIVE ME THAT AMERICAN PUSSY ASS SOLDIER BITCH LOAD OF YOURS."

11:12 Sergeant_Matt_Lewis: I grunt in pleasure and strain as my cock starts to spasm. "Can't fucking stop it!" I snarl though and slam my wrists together before separating them as fast as I can breaking the cable tie and leaving rather nasty cut marks on my wrist, but I don't fight back, that's long gone as instead I grab Ivan’s head and I kiss him hard trying to pull back some illusion of being in control. "FUCK!" I shout as my cock starts to jizz over the safe house floor. "NOT A PUSSY YOU CUNT," I say when the kiss ends, but I'm still spasming and now my body is being slammed into my own cum as Ivan continues to fuck me. I had hoped he'd stop when I came.

11:12 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I can feel Matt start to spasm, as I push him over the edge, fucking the seed out of his ass. He screams that he can't stop it, and with an impressive display of raw soldier muscle, he manages to break the zip tie. He grabs my head and he kisses me hard as fuck, going deep, deeper as I kiss him right back. FUCK YES.

Then he shoots his load all over the carpet, just from my cock alone. He screams that he is not a pussy. I growl, "LOOKS LIKE YOU HAVEN'T LEARNED YOUR LESSON YET MATT..." I'm in tune, deep in tune with this soldier's body, I can feel it now, what he wants, what he needs. He's screaming one thing, but his body is screaming for more. Time to double down on the mind fuck on this boy.

I don't decrease my intensity, instead I increase it, spiking his prostate with a rapid series of hard, relentless, power packed cock thrusts, each one grinding his body into the pool of his own cum spreading out beneath him. My hands stray out and grab his wrists, not using Ziptie anymore, just pure, sheer, Russian muscle, forcing his hands together over his head, tilting my head down and kissing him again as I work him relentlessly towards a second load.

11:12 Sergeant_Matt_Lewis: "What are you doing," I grunt as both pain and pleasure hit me. "I've fucking cum... I can't cum a fucking second time." Obviously Matt was significantly into one load then fucking off, or killing the person he'd had sex with.

"Just fucking cum... Ivan... please.... fucking cum... I've learnt my lesson... please.... I'll do as I'm told... I can't take much more."

11:12 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I feel Matt gasp beneath me. He was so fucking certain that I was gonna be done after one load. The selfish prick was used to unloading his balls, then fucking off. Well, not this time, he wasn't. I was gonna fucking teach this bastard that there was more to being a man than dumping your nuts and fucking off. A hell of a lot more.

"NOPE. Not gonna cum yet, you mother-fucking pussy assed Yankee soldier. Not till you give me that second load." I drive in deep, hard, relentless, slamming into that prostate with a single-minded skill and persistence that I knew was building Matt towards a second eruption. "You will do as you are told, all right BOY. And what I'm telling you to do is to cum for me AGAIN."

11:12 Sergeant_Matt_Lewis: "I'm from fucking Texas, I'm not a fucking boy!" I say in my deep southern accent. "I can't fucking cum again, I've never fucking cum twice..."

The afterglow of the first load gone, the pain is more now in my arse, so not used to being fucked like this, hell not used to being fucked at all.

"How the fuck are you not cumming... Fucking CUM you bastard..."

But Matt's cock was leaking again, his nuts spasming.

11:12 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I growl into his ear, "YES, YOU ARE A FUCKING BOY. I'll make a man of you though." I keep slamming into his ass, driving in deeper, harder, building him towards that inevitable second orgasm, whether Matt wants it or not, doesn't fucking matter. it's happening.

I can feel it building in him, and I growl again, a deep tone, the tone of a true top, a true hard alpha, a tone of pure command, "CUM BOY!"

11:12 Sergeant_Matt_Lewis: I can't help it, my nuts feel swollen and my body is burnt from the carpet as my load starts to leak out, a lot weaker than the first load, as it shoots over my stomach as I'm fucked hard.

"Fuck... Fuck... Fuck..." I say my body completely weak now, almost unable to move, but I can still feel the unremitting fucking of my ass continuing."

11:12 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Finally, I feel Matt spasm, clenching, and then erupting his second load. He screams fuck fuck fuck, and I grin, "Good boy, you are learning to listen to me when I give you orders. That's a good start." Then, I grunt, stiffen, and EXPLODE, driving a thick fire hose of rich, white Russian cum deep into Matt's ass. It feels so GODDAMN GOOD. I roar in pleasure.

The cum starts to bubble up around my dick, filling his ass up, marking his American ass with my Spetsnaz seed. That felt so fucking right. I stand up, popping my cock out of his manhole, and reach down, pulling Matt up with a firm grip on his hand. I pin him against the wall, and give him another kiss, rough and quick, but not as harsh as before, with some real affection. He was a hot fucker after all, and he had a definite charm. "Drop the attitude with me Matt. You are a good soldier, but you need to lose that fucking attitude with me. Now, go shower."

11:12 Sergeant_Matt_Lewis: I'm completely worn out now, and allow myself to be picked up, I'm dripping with sweat and jizz. "Yes... I'll lose the attitude... doesn't make me a pussy though, still a fucking proud Texan soldier."

I look at you up and down. "I'll go for a shower, sir."

AT OFFICER JASON FRANK’S APARTMENT, NEW YORK CITY

13:53 PC_Aaron_Mitchell: I'm very much the same once we're in Jason’s apartment, and it's lucky he even managed to get the door closed before I put my hand around his uniform and run my hands up and down his back, so he can just feel the hand through the body armour and I learn forward and kiss him roughly back, my tongue heading right into his mouth as my legs go around his pulling him a bit closer so he can feel my hard cock in my trousers.

It's a couple of minutes later when I finally come up for air. "Fuck, I wanted to fuck you in the interval during the briefing earlier, I wanted to take you into the bathroom and just do everything with you."

"But didn't know if you were into this."

I smile. "Fuck... you're hot..." I take one of my hands and run it over his trousers feeling the bulge in them before running my hand over Jason’s face. "Anything I need to keep away from... anything still hurts... don't want to hurt you while we're fucking."

I move down and kiss his neck, my ginger stubble rubbing against that neck as I move to his throat. "I hope you're a fucking against the wall type, you seem like that."

"Beds are for sleeping... so many other places we can explore."

14:12 OfficerJasonFrank: As we come up for air, my hands roaming the back of Aaron’s heavy uniform, and feeling his arm, above the bandages, appreciating his strength, his solidness, I grinned at Aaron’s statement, "Aaron, David and I have been fuck buddies ever since high school. How do you think we know each other so well?"

I grunt, "Yeah well, you aren't so bad yourself." I reach out and stroke that ginger beard, biting his chin. My dick is so fucking hard, so goddamn stiff, it's aching to get free. I listen in astonishment as he asks about not hurting me while we fuck. I blinked. I realized then, that he meant to fuck me.

Holy shit. I've never... not once, ever bottomed before. I'd always topped David, and the other men I'd met. But fuck.... for him.... I swallowed hard, suddenly looking uncertain. I wasn't even going to ask to fuck him. Not with a goddamned knife wound. If I wanted this... "Aaron, you know... I'm the one that does that fucking... But for you, you sexy mother fucker, you tough son of a bitch... I'll give you something no other man has ever had. My ass."

I groan in pleasure as he nibbles on my neck. At the same time I chew on his ginger beard with my teeth, feeling the hard grit of the stubble between my teeth. "Wall is fine with me fucker...."

14:33 PC_Aaron_Mitchell: "I didn't know... I'm also sort of seeing David," I say leaning back against the wall as Jason kisses my neck and cheek.

"But you normally top do you," I run my hand down and under his stab vest and start stroking just above the belt. "Fine... well I normally wouldn't do this."

"But you did save my life... that means a lot more than me fucking just assuming I'd be fucking your arse tonight."

"No.. you fuck me," I say groaning and he gets to my neck and I slam back against the wall. "Bet David didn't tell you I shot my load all over his dress uniform and then made him do the same," I smile back at the thought of the last time I'd been in New York.

"You fuck me, repayment for what you did."

"I'll enjoy it... well unless you're a fucking monster twelve inch cock that I can't get inside me," I kiss you back on the mouth again, carefully running my hand around his head so I don't knock that cap off.

"I could take this blood stained uniform off if you wanted... but I'm a bit fucking bandaged up like a mummy underneath, it'll be a better view for you if I keep it on."

I run my hands over the unzipped trousers now feeling his underwear and the bulge underneath. "I said I wouldn't mind having something to eat...."

14:56 OfficerJasonFrank: I grunt, "I knew you were sort of seeing David, he mentioned it to me. He tells me everything, even how you shot all over his uniform. David's not the jealous type, neither am I. Life's too short. Maybe someday, we can all three get it on together."

I shudder as he feels under my stab vest, and starts stroking my hard abs. Then, I look stunned as he suddenly switches direction, and offers me the top position. I don't argue. I would have given him my ass, but this feels right, his offer. I nod, but a bit uncertain. "Aaron, I want my cock in your ass like you wouldn't fucking believe. And don't worry, I'm not quite as big as David. I know how to use my cock inside a man. Keep the uniform on, I like the way it looks on you. I'll keep mine on too. But ... " I hesitate, "you also got knifed... I don't wanna hurt you, pal. You sure you are up for this?"

His hand rubs over my crotch, and my dick is pulsing like a snake. I grin, "On your knees then, you fucking tough as shit Para. Show me if you dudes are as good at sucking cock as you are being bad-ass in the field." I unzip my crotch, as I gently guide him down to his knees, and work my thick salami out, it forces it's way free from my underpants, hanging there like an American flagpole, a drop of pre-cum glistening on the tip.

15:11 PC_Aaron_Mitchell: I look up at him from my knees. "Look if it gets too painful, we can stop... I'm sensible enough to only want to kill myself in the middle of a fight to stop the other guy. Not to kill myself in bed with a yank."

I look at his cock and then just take it in my mouth pulling the back of his uniform trousers back towards me so I take the entire length, with not an inch of gag reflex as I take in all his American tool and I start sucking it up and down. My own cock in my trousers hard as a rock now.

It's nearly five minutes before I stop, breathing through my nose, and then taking a breath and looking up at Jason. "That was hot... fuck yeah... are you ready for the main course now then?"

15:31 OfficerJasonFrank: I nod, and reach down and put my hands on the back of Aaron’s head as he takes in my full 8 1/2" without a hitch. DAMN. My eyes go wide with pleasure as he pays attention to the full length of my meat. I swallow. It was true... Paras do everything with excellence. I start to shudder, and have to fight really hard not to blow my load, forcing down the rising tide, the urge to unload my seed in Aaron’s hot throat with extreme self-discipline.

He stops, and I shudder, going weak at the knees for a moment. "Yeah, " I gasp, "I'm fucking so ready Aaron. YOu hot mother fucker." I help him up, shudder a bit, and turn him towards the wall. I grunt, "Spread 'em." In my best New York accent, chuckling slightly.

I run my hands up and down Aaron’s uniform, feeling the weight and heft, and the hardness of the man beneath. FUCK. I slowly reach around his front and unbuckle his belt working his trousers down enough so his ass is exposed. My cock is still wet from his expert cock sucking. I spit on it a few more times for more lube, then gently wrapping my arms around his broad chest, avoiding the bandages and wounds, I start to guide my dick into Aaron’s hole. Slowly, easily, in stages, checking with him the entire time to make sure this is okay.

Then, when I'm fully in, I begin to thrust my hips, holding him gently against me, aiming my cock for the British Cop’s joy nut, and grunting with satisfaction as my alpha cock finds it's mark. I lean forward, and begin to kiss the back of his neck, "Fuck Aaron... you are my kind of man, hot, hard, strong, handsome... knows how to fight, and best of all... you look fucking amazing in uniform."

15:44 PC_Aaron_Mitchell: I spread my arms against the wall, exactly like I'm being frisked... "If I ever meet you again... you should try this handcuffed... you'd love it." I laugh, moving my legs apart enough so that my trousers don't fall down to the ground, only enough for him to get in.

There is a small grunt of pain, but I shake my head at Jason to tell him not to stop as his weight presses on me for a second but I'm enjoying every minute as he is sliding in.

"I'm going going to compare you and David, that's unfair..." I moan as I put an arm back around to touch his side.

"Now don't fucking worry about how injured I am... don't hold back... I like it rough. Fuck.. your cock is amazing, Jason."

"And you're my type... hot in uniform and you have a not shit hotel room for me to stay in..." I smile. "And you're making me feel good."

In a way it was different with Jason, with David I was always having to uphold Para vs Ranger; with Jason as they were two cops not interservice rivals with at least fifty years of rivalry. But I wasn't going to tell him or David that, I'd keep that feeling to myself.

I found myself moaning harder. "I bet you go to the gym before work, while your colleagues are still asleep don't you... just like me."

16:02 OfficerJasonFrank: I feel Aaron out, realizing that I can go harder, and so harder I go. Upping my tempo, slamming my hard, dominating cock in deeper and deeper.

"David never had any complaints about my cock and what it did to him, and I can see that you and he agree on that point. You'll get it rough man.. You'll get as fucking rough as only a hard-bitten no-nonsense NYPD Officer can deliver it fucker... Sounds like we are both of the same opinion about each other, and that makes for some hot times, pal. My not-shit apartment is yours, bro." I kiss his neck again, loving the feel of Aaron.

I gasp out, as my thick left bicep flexes tight and hard, on the wall right beside his head, "Every fucking morning, I start my day in the gym. The only way to lift. It's how I built this body, Aaron."

As I fuck Aaron, I'm rubbing my hands up and down his arms, careful not to touch the bandage, and forcing his hands together against the wall above his head. Then, between one thrust and the next, my hands whip to my belt, pull off my cuffs, and have them locked around Aaron’s wrists in under a second. "Yeah, I'm a big fan of fucking a cuffed man, Aaron."

I felt a connection with this tough Para British Copper, a deep one, born of shared danger, fighting together, and a powerful attraction. Fuck. Yeah, I could totally see what David saw in him. I saw the same thing. I wanted him. Bad. I drove in, harder, rougher, smashing my dick into his prostate with a savage power, my hard-bodied cop muscle flexing and sweating.

Don't know where I got the energy to fuck like this after the shit my body has been through today, but I do, and I'm loving every second of reaming out this hot British Copper's ass. Even better now that he's cuffed.

16:12 PC_Aaron_Mitchell: "I can see he wouldn't have any complaints... I didn't have any complaints about his arse either," I moan as I slam into the wall time and time again enjoying every minute of it.

"In the morning we can have sex, I can make you a decent breakfast then we can hit the fucking gym while your coworkers are still in bed, then I'll head in to find out how the General is."

"Fuck yeah...." I say as I'm now cuffed against the wall. "Now don't fucking hold back.. just stay away from my left side.. right..." I push back onto his cock hard. "Come on... if you don't fuck me hard enough I'm going to jerk myself off and get a fucking dunkin donuts coffee."

I laugh and then find myself slammed into the wall roughly, and I moan in pleasure. "Fuck yeah... Fuck YEAH Officer... Fuck ... Come on Officer Frank... come on.. fucking do it, mate," my British accent coming out more and more the more in pleasure I'm getting.

The worst thing is that somehow this is hotter than with David, I didn't know why, perhaps it was because we're both cops, that's our job, now, and we understood each other. I used to be a para, but I wasn't one any more. Although I still acted like one.

I'm still being fucked as my cock involuntarily lets out a stream of cum against the wall. "Ignore it... I can cum again... don't fucking stop... keep fucking going Jason."

16:26 OfficerJasonFrank: I try not to laugh at Aaron’s comment about dunkin donuts, and it makes me fuck him harder as I fight my laughter. I really slammed him hard into the wall, the plaster bouncing, the pictures on the wall shaking from the impact as I reamed his hot British uniformed ass as hard as I could.

In the midst of my burning need to fuck him harder, I realized that I was falling for him... hard. Fucking super hard.... a part of me was already thinking of breakfast with him the next morning, gym, more sex.. FUCK..

Then, suddenly, I feel this tough Para's body tense, spasm, and erupt painting my wall with his Cop seed. He begs me not to stop, and I don't, I fuck him harder. I grunt, and zero in, making every stroke count, punching his joy nut with savage, dominating thrust after thrust, sweat soaking my uniform, my balls boiling with the need to cum. But I held back, instead focusing on making this bastard blow a second load with my alpha cop cock.

16:44 PC_Aaron_Mitchell: "You fucking cum when you need to," I say as I slam into the wall and one of the pictures falls off. I'd apologise later, but my hands are ... quite literally... tied right now.

"FUCK YEAH... COME ON JASON...."

"Don't fucking stop," I say as I can feel my second load rising up, it was harder this time, especially being handcuffed I couldn't help get myself off.. "Fucking don't cum yet..."

"So fucking close, I grab the wall hard. Fuck... don't want this to fucking stop...." I grunt, sweat running down my back heavily. "Fucking make me fucking cum again..."

I am in so fucking deep right now, this is so fucking enjoyable... I can't imagine anything else, can't think about anything else.

16:55 OfficerJasonFrank: I'm hovering on the very edge of the precipice, it takes all my enormous self-discipline not to fall off the edge and lose my seed before I'm ready. As a proper top, a proper fucking alpha top, I pride myself on my self-control. I only fucking cum once my man has been fulfilled. And Aaron needs more. He needs this second load.

I need his second load. We need it. A picture falls off the wall, so the fuck what. Some stupid relative. Doesn't matter. Aaron matters. Fucking him matters, filling him up from the inside out matters. FUCK ME. "Not gonna cum, you British bastard, not gonna fucking cum till you give me that second load, you tough son of a bitch."

Soaked in sweat, I keep reaming this hot cop, lost totally in the sheer pleasure of fucking him. Losing myself into our fuck fest deeper than I've ever lost myself before. I'm playing this hot bastard's body like a fine instrument, I can feel it building towards that second load. "Gonna fucking make you cum for me again, you tough assed bastard... Got you fucking cuffed, you are my fucking prisoner, and now you are gonna fucking give me that second load PC Aaron Mitchell! FUCK FUCK FUCK"

17:05 PC_Aaron_Mitchell: As he starts to fuck me into the wall, Jason starts shouting and swearing, I feel myself getting close, it's hard to cum twice in such a short time, but I can feel it leaving my balls as I slam back onto his cock hard in time with his thrusts

"FUCK... NO... NO.... CAN'T STOP!"

It's a smaller load this time but it sprays up the wall still as I collapse back onto him.

"Fuck... shoot... can't fucking stand, Jason..."

The sweat is pouring down my face and back right now as my cock continues to drip, dropping white liquid onto my boots.

17:15 OfficerJasonFrank: I slam Aaron hard, relentless, and then finally I can feel his body start to tense, I'm so connected with the British Cop that I can feel him build towards that second orgasm as clearly as if it were me. He shouts, then suddenly, sprays his second load all over the fucking wall.

I grunt, feeling Aaron’s hard Para muscle collapse after that second load. I catch him under his arms, holding the Brit upright, leaning forward twisting my head to kiss him hungrily and deep , practically screaming into his mouth as I release all restraint on my cock. My balls spasm, pulse, and flood PC Aaron Mitchell’s ass with rope after thick rope of my hot white NYPD Cop seed.

It keeps coming, until finally some of it leaks back out of his ass to dribble on my carpet. I stand there for a moment, my chest heaving like a bellows, covered in sweat, holding him up, then with a PLOP, I pull my cock free, and quickly unlock the cuffs, putting them back on my belt. I turn him around to face me, and lean him back against the wall. My forehead rests against his, my hands planted on the wall beside his shoulders.

I don't say a word, I just breathe, and look into his eyes, sharing the afterglow with him.

17:21 PC_Aaron_Mitchell: I'm breathing heavily as I look straight at him, I slowly lean down and pull my trousers up, there would need to be a shower soon, and I'd have to get these washed but I pull them up and snap my belt closed on my vest and look at him and lean forward and kiss him again more gently this time.

"Fancy a shower and then heading to bed?" I say. "The offer still stands for the morning.... breakfast... I make a mean breakfast."

I was in such a great state, I'd even forgotten about the painful knife wound... I wasn't sure what I was feeling, but I was happy.

17:32 OfficerJasonFrank: Slowly, I break into a grin as you pull your trousers up and snap the belt closed. We both need a shower. Fuck do we ever. We kiss, more gently, and that is just as satisfying as the rough fucking we shared.

I stand back, and nod, "Shower, bed, breakfast, gym. That's the order of the day. C'mon pal, let's get cleaned up. We've had a long day. I hope like fuck you don't snore." I grin as I lead Aaron to the bathroom. I was so totally fucking content right now. I'd forgotten that earlier today I was in a fight for our lives. Right now, I was with Aaron. That felt perfect. I was happy.

Published: 2021-06-26, viewed 34 times.