Daddy Playdate Ch 08

Mike:

I sat down at the bench in the locker room, my hand rubbing on my hardened cock through my pants. Just witnessing Adam changing with his hard cock slipped out got me aroused. It wasn't the first time I saw Adam naked in the locker room, but this time it felt more personal, we were alone, his body was within arms length, and his throbbing cock practically asking for his attention.

Damn it. I am such a pervert, I couldn't stop staring at his cock, and his beefy, hairy body. Just let the man change in peace, it must be uncomfortable for him, to have a horny gay man watching. Why do I keep lusting over Adam? He's straight, stop chasing after men who don't want you, I'm just torturing myself for going after him...Fuck! I'm so hard thinking about Adam, he was so close, I could almost feel his hot body... and his musk, he smells like a man, what I will give to just sniff his body...

I was lost in my thoughts, when I noticed Adam's bag on the bench. He must have forgotten to put it back in his locker in a hurry. Curiosity got the better of me, and I approached his bag. I knew it was wrong, I shouldn't invade his privacy, but I couldn't resist, I want to know Adam better...and perhaps find something personal, sexy. I rummaged through his bag, looking for anything that interested me...a jacket, a leather coin pouch, car key, a notebook...I stopped when I looked closer, it wasn't just a random notebook, it was his journal...well, more like random thoughts and ideas, and some work related notes, but my heart kept pounding fast as I flipped through the pages, and skimmed through his writings.

Shopping list...skip

Witness statement...skip

I went through the notebook, skipping a lot of random notes, and finally stopped at an entry that caught my eye.

I don't know why I'm writing this, but I need to clear my head. Last night with Josh was wonderful. Well, the entire day was unexpected, but it was the first time in years that I felt alive, in my stressful life. How crazy it is that I caught Josh masturbating in my bathroom! And the things we did later at night, when we were naked in bed, in the shower, I can still remember feeling his firm muscles, his hairy chest...fuck, I'm hard thinking about it...Anyway, I haven't felt this spark in years, not since my ex wife left me, and it's great to have someone by my side, you know, when you wake up and have someone in your arms, or when we sit around the table with our kids, enjoying our breakfast, or when we get naked in bed and touch our bodies...god I miss sex, I haven't had sex for so long, is that why it felt so good jerking off with Josh? I'm not gay, right? Josh is a good looking fella, and has a great body, everyone would want to feel their body, that doesn't make me gay, we are just two friends helping each others out...well, Josh confessed he is bisexual, so he's probably getting a lot more out of this than me, but I did enjoy our little playdate...in bed, so I guess we are even. I don't know why I'm still writing, I guess I'm nervous, a little bit scared...should I do it again with Josh last week? I don't know. I don't want to lead him on, and if we make this a regular thing, then what does that say about my sexuality...

My heart was jumping so hard I could hear it beating in my ears, I just stumbled upon something very private, personal. I felt guilty for reading it, but in my horny state of mind, all I could focus on was Adam, and his potential sexual relationship with another man. Suddenly everything made sense, all the questions about being gay, when he basically seduced him into sucking his cock in the patrol car, only to be stopped by the dispatch call...It wasn't just me fantasizing, Adam was questioning his sexuality, he was curious. I had a chance.

My cock was rock hard, reading Adam's sexual adventure, mixing with my own imagination, made me hot and bothered. I flipped through pages and pages, looking for another hot, sexy story, but there was nothing. Frustrated, I placed the notebook back in the bag, hiding my trace. That's when I realized Adam didn't close his locker, a piece of fabric was hanging out the bottom of the door, preventing it from closing entirely. Navy blue. That was the color of the shirt Adam was wearing. I hastily opened the locker door, and in my hands were the navy blue shirt, and a pair of khaki pants.

My hands were almost shaking, I was holding Adam's clothes, the same clothes he stripped off his body a few minutes ago. I could still feel the warmth, and some damp spots on the clothes. I couldn't resist sinking my face into the pile of clothes, the scent of laundry detergent mixing with sweat and musk filled my nostrils. I took a few big sniffs, determined that the damp spots were the most fragrant, especially the area around the crotch. I reached down and unzipped my pants, letting my pulsing cock free from its restraint, and jerked it vigorously. "Hmm...Adam..." I moaned softly into Adam's clothes, I was intoxicated by Adam's manly scent, as I pumped my hard cock, my mind fixated on the image of Adam's naked body, when his hard cock was exposed, red and plump, within reach...

"What the fuck are you doing? You perv!" I froze, as the voice behind me yelled. I knew that voice, unfortunately too well. It was Chase, the one who was always teasing me for being gay.

Fuck! Did Chase just catch me jerking off in the locker room? And I am sniffing Adam's clothes! I'm so fucked, it was worse enough when I didn't do anything, now he has ammo, he's gonna spread the news, I'll be brand as the gay perv who jerk off to men in locker room, my reputation is gonna be ruined, I'm getting fired...Just stay calm, Mike, maybe he didn't see anything, my back is facing him, everything will be alright...

"None of your business, Chase." I took a deep breath and said, as I quickly stuffed Adam's clothes back in the locker, and attempted to shove my boner in my pants. However, the attempt was unsuccessful, my cock had grown too big to fit in my tight pants.

"Oh yeah, don't mind me then, continue what you were doing, just pretend I'm not here." Chase said nonchalantly. I could hear Chase stepping closer behind me, as I thought of all kinds of unsexy things, trying to will my boner gone.

"Just fuck off Chase. I'm just changing." I said nervously. Chase was standing right behind me, his shadow casted over me, I could feel his breath on my neck. My boner didn't go down, all I could do was to cover it with my hands.

"Oh, really. I swear I saw you jerking off, and yelling 'Oh, Adam...' "Chase said, imitating my moaning voice. I blushed immediately, embarrassed, followed by dread. He knew. He saw everything.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I denied, but I knew full well that it was meaningless. I got caught, it was over.

"You really shouldn't jerk off in the locker room, too many people." Chase said, his body now pressed against my back, I could almost feel something hard on my ass, "I know a few good places, somewhere more secluded, you know...to have some fun..."

What is going on? Is this the Chase I know? Why does it feel like he's flirting with me? Is this some kind of sick joke? And most of all, why am I turned on, by fucking Chase Walker! I'm so pathetic, he's probably gonna laugh at me, berate me for getting aroused...

"Come on, put this big dick of yours away. " Chase reached around my body, brushed my hands off, hooked my erection with his thumb, and pressed it down, before releasing it, making it slapped against my abs. I moaned out loud, from the sudden stimulation, and I almost fell backwards, when Chase stepped back, away from me. "Let's go, follow me." Chase said, before heading to the exit.

I turned around, as I watched Chase walking away, my throbbing cock bounced as I moved, I was perplexed with this unexpected turn of event. I knew there was a high chance that it was all an elaborate prank that would end up with me embarrassed, and ashamed. I should be angry with Chase, but Chase's presence turned me on so much that all I could do was to follow his words. I still couldn't stuff my fat cock back in my pants, and since Chase was getting further and further away, I didn't have time to cool down, I simply covered my crotch with my hands, and ran after Chase.

I must have looked ridiculous when I walked through the busy police station, my hard cock was out, and I only had my hands to cover it. Luckily I have big hands, and it was barely enough to hide my boners, but anyone who looked hard enough could easily see my cock through the gap. My cock rubbed my palms as I walked, I almost moaned out loud when an officer accidentally bumped into me, my cock slid across my palms. I stayed close to Chase, trying to use his huge frame to hide, and Chase noticed. "Careful with your little pecker, you don't want to shoot out here in front of everyone." Chase smirked, and reached back patting my hands. I was in agony, I desperately wanted to released, but we were still in public, in the station surrounded by all my fellow officers. We walked for what it felt like eternity, until we stopped in front of an interrogation room in the far back.

"Welcome to my sanctuary!" Chase gleefully announced.

"This is not private at all! This is just an interrogation room." I said.

"Oh don't worry so much, it's early in the morning, no one is using it." Chase shrugged, "Trust me, I've done it a million times before." Ignoring my protest, Chase grabbed my wrist, pulled it off my cock, and dragged me into the interrogation room.

"Stop it! You are hurting me!" I yelled at Chase, "Why are you doing this to me!"

"Do what?"

"You know what. You keep antagonizing me, teasing me for being gay, and now you do this?" I was getting angry, and a little anxious. " What is it this time, huh? 'Oh look at Mike's boner, he loves looking at naked men in the locker room, let's make him masturbate for me'... Why do you keep making these gay jokes, is it so fun to tease me?"

Chase stared at me, and then he just laughed, which further angered me. "Is that what you think about me? A bully?" Chase smirked, he grabbed his crotch, and said, "Why don't you come here and suck my cock."

"Fuck you, Chase." I shouted, "I'm sick of all your bullshit."

"I mean it, come suck my thick cock." Chase said, as he unzipped his pants, pulling his already hard cock out.

"What...?" I was speechless, Chase's cock was right in front of me, and for once I didn't think Chase was teasing me.

"Just because I joke around, doesn't mean I don't mean what I say." Chase started stroking his cock, while he looked into my eyes.

"So...all those times when you flaunt your crotch to me, or when you say I have a pretty mouth, you..."

"I say what I want to say, Mike." Chase shrugged, "I never thought you'd commit to it, but you can't fault me for trying." Chase spreaded his legs wider, and released his cock, throbbing and pulsing, "The choice is yours."

I had to admit, this was a very tempting proposal. Chase was a good looking guy, he had a reputation for being a playboy in the station, and there were no shortage of women around him hoping for a night with him. He had a typical bad boy look, always had a pair of sunglasses with him, and his beloved leather jacket when he's not on duty. His dark brown hair was cut short, with his neatly trimmed beard and rugged looking face had no trouble charming anyone. His muscles bulged under his uniform, his large biceps was out, exposing his impressive full sleeves tattoo on both arms. If it wasn't for the teasing, I would have fallen head over heels for him, in fact I did fantasize about him once or twice before, only to make myself feel regret for jerking off to my bully. But now everything changed, if what Chase said was true.

I licked my lips, what's the harm of blowing Chase once, it wasn't like he'd stop teasing me, or flirting I guess, at least this would make it more enjoyable. I slowly approached Chase, and kneeled in front of him. I grasped his cock, feeling it in my hand. It wasn't very big, slightly bigger than my 4 inch cock, but he had a pair of huge balls. I started licking his balls, as I stroked his shaft gently.

"Fuck... yes, play with may balls." Chase moaned, he threw his head back, and let me do my work.

I kept on licking, and occasionally sucking them in my mouth, I could feel Chase's leaking cock dripping precum down his shaft, as I licked it off his balls. I slowly traced my tongue across his shaft, gliding along the underside of his dick, before engulfing his hard cock whole.

"Ughh...yes, suck my cock with your pretty mouth." Chase groaned, he grabbed my head and pushed me down, forcing his cock deep into my throat. "Is this what you want? My thick cock?"

"Mhm..." I nodded, with his cock still in my throat. It must have done something wonderful as I tried to speak with his cock deep inside, Chase growled as he clenched my hair. "Fuck...girls don't like it rough, but you seem to enjoy it, huh..." Chase said, looking down at me taking his cock in and out, hitting my throat again and again. And I did enjoy it, one little secret that I love being submissive, and Chase getting rough was right up my alley.

"Suck my fat cock, you slut." Chase yelled, he was starting to get more comfortable, forcing my head down again and again, I felt a rush through my body, the fact the Chase was fucking my skull turned me on, the person I once thought was a bully who hated me, was now enjoying me blowing his cock. It only made me want to serve Chase more, gave him what he wanted, made him shoot his load down my throat. I could sense he was getting close, he was thrusting faster and faster, I could feel his hard cock sliding in and out of my mouth, plunging deep down my throat repeatedly.

"I...I'm close...take my load..." Chase groaned, he thrusted hard a few more times, before pressing down my head, and held me tight. His cock penetrated deep into my mouth, my nose buried in my bush, his musk filled my nostril, I could barely breathe. And then I felt his cock pulsing, streams of cum jet out, pumping down my throat. I could hardly keep up, almost choking from the cum, gushing out and overflowing my mouth. I managed to swallow most of it, but as I was going to pop Chase's spent cock out and lick it clean, a hand held my shoulder and yanked me backwards.

"You fucking sick bastard!" It was Adam, he stomped into the room when Chase and I were in our zone. Adam pushed me away from Chase, and before I could say anything, punched Chase in his face.

"Ow! What the fuck is wrong with you! What's your problem!" Chase exclaimed, as he palmed his face.

"Get the fuck out of here!" Adam screamed at Chase, and pointed to the door, "And stay the fuck away from Mike."

"Fine! You are out of control!" Chase screamed back, he zipped up, pushed Adam out of his way, and walked out.

As soon as Chase disappeared through the door, Adam tended to me, and asked, "Are you alright? Did he hurt you?"

I was dumbfounded, everything happened so quickly, I just sat there silently, while Adam checked my body, looking everywhere to see if I was injured. I must have looked bad from Adam's point of view, I was catching my breath, cum was leaking out of my mouth, dripping down my chin, my cock was still out, throbbing and leaking precum everywhere.

"That bastard, I'm gonna report him!" Adam said. He looked worried, and also furious.

"No! Please don't report him." I said as I finally broke my silence.

"What? I saw what he did to you! There is no way in hell I'll let him get away with this!"

"No! He didn't do anything wrong!"

"Why are you defending him! He fucking forced you to suck his cock!"

"He didn't force me! I wanted it!" I shouted.

Adam's eyes widened, he looked at me in disbelief. "You don't need to lie to me. You are safe with me." Adam's voice softened, "I was in the observation room, I saw what he did."

"But you didn't." I said, "How many times do I have to say he didn't force me! I want to suck his cock!"

"You want to...but why? And of all people, you have to pick fucking Chase?" Adam asked, "Don't you remember how he treated you?"

"At least he fucking wants me!" I started getting defensive, "I don't want you of all people to tell me who I can or cannot fuck!"

"What are you saying?"

I didn't respond, I was sick of hiding my feelings, I didn't know what came over me, but I pushed over Adam, and he fell on his back. I unbuckled his belt, and pulled his pants down, revealing his rock hard cock. "I've wanted to do this for so long." I said, before I swallowed his cock.

"Hmm...What are you doing?" Adam moaned, and tried to resist, but what he ended up doing was fell back down while he held my head as I bobbed my head. Adam was obviously holding it in for a long time, as he started moaning and thrusting before exploding in my mouth within minutes. I swallowed his cum, and climbed on top of him, leaning in to kiss him. Chase's and Adam's cum mixed together in our mouth, as our tongue intertwined, I reached down and pumped my cock, I let out a few groans, before shooting my loads between our bodies.

"I like you, Adam." Our lips finally parted, "There, I said it, I like you. I know you probably don't feel the same way, but Chase wants me, he asked me to suck him, that's all I needed. I just need to feel wanted."

"I...I don't know what to say..." Adam stuttered.

"I understand. I didn't expect anything from you anyway." I climbed up and started cleaning up. "You have Josh now..." I thought to myself, as heartbroken as I was, I felt relieved that I confessed. "Just forget all of this. Let's not make this awkward." I said, and helped Adam up.

"O...Ok. Let's clean up, we have work to do." Adam said, "Oh, by the way, Chief paired us together for the next few months, we'll be seeing each other a whole lot."

"Fuck! Next few months are gonna be tough." I swear in my mind, as we dressed up, and went back to work.