Scott had started his Sunday as he started most days, with a workout. Most days it was a calisthenic workout of the day or PT with the unit. Today, with no PT and no WOD he decided to go for a quick run. He liked morning runs as it often put him in the path of many other fit, often shirtless men. It had been such a long time since he'd had any contact with another guy. Usually they'd just jerk each other off. A few times he'd gotten oral and other times he'd returned the favor. Most of it had been while on deployments. As a major in the military he felt he had to keep up appearances which included a wife and a dependent. But at thirty-six it was growing more difficult to ignore the lust he felt for other men. Feeling like forty was around the corner he was starting to feel like he was missing out on something. Today he was restless even after the run. So, when his wife needled him to go to mall with her he agreed. Thinking he might at least have a chance to check out the guys walking around. Particularly, he was hoping to see one bull of a man. Just the site of him made Scott horny and the last time he'd seen him around Scott had even thought the man might have shown and interest in him too. Wishful thinking, Scott convinced himself. The best he could hope for is another glimpse of those biceps and tree trunk legs.
Getting to the mall Scott was able to meander in a way that would take him through a store where he had seen his fantasy man several times. As he walked around it was unmistakable, the hot guy that Scott had seen on previous trips was there and definitely checking him out as he moved through the lower floor of the department store. Feeling anxious he informed his wife that he was bored and would check out the men's section and meet up with her later. She agreed, assuming that her mall-hating husband would ditch her and go sit in a massage chair or something and wait for her. Instead, Scott strolled over to the section where the man stood, no longer pretending to look at shirts. They locked eyes for a moment. The man cocked his head toward the dressing rooms which so soon after the store's opening were empty. The man began to slowly walk towards the entrance. His heart racing, Scott followed.
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Ray was a fucked up person. He knew this about himself. Not on a deep level. But he knew, at least on a surface level, that there was a certain degree of wrong to the things he often did. The main thing being: using his position as a police officer to fuck married guys in public places. He could understand being excited by the idea cruising for sex in public places but he had a special type of malice when they were married. This didn't stop him from enjoying it though. Just recently on his patrol near a bike trail he had dominated a stocky-muscular gentleman who made no attempt to hide his wedding ring. Ray was able to push that encounter to the limit and today, at a sparsely populated mall on a Sunday morning he was ready for a new adventure.
He spent a bit of time walking around the lower floor where most stores kept their men's departments before settling on one of his previously set up spots. He was a tall man with a powerfully fit build and a bald head that often made people think of him as a "hot dad". He didn't look old but the fact that he had a shaved head often made people think that he was older than he was. His last bike trail conquest, a man named Sam had thought that he was forty. He was in fact thirty-four years old. Many of the men he had fucked on patrol were middle aged, though still fit. The younger generation had mastered online dating. It had been a slow morning but that had given him time to set up his hunting ground. Many of the workers in the retail stores knew that he was a cop and for the most part left him alone when he made certain dressing rooms inaccessible to other customers.
Ray was noticed for his height and build in most situations. While on patrol and looking, he often wore shirts that showed off his large biceps and pants or shorts that made his thickly muscled thighs all but unmissable. Just walking around garnered the attention of the average mall goer and it especially got him attention from men who liked men. A couple of hours into this particular stakeout he noticed a fit man of medium height walking with his family. He had seen the man before and there had definitely been some chemistry but it was all preliminary. The weather was mild that day and the man wore what Ray considered to be a "dad uniform" shorts, flip flops, and drab colored t-shirt. He knew this type, and he knew exactly how to get what he wanted.
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The unnamed family man followed Ray back into the men's dressing rooms. It was still early for a weekend and all of the rooms were empty. Ray looked back to make sure the man was still following and saw him furtively gesture to one of the empty rooms at the middle of the corridor. Ray gave his head slight shake to indicate that this would not do and gestured in the direction towards the back of the corridor of dressing rooms with a knowing smile.
Normally, the locked door at the end of the row would indicate that the room was occupied but Ray had prepared for this and made sure to observe the man's reaction when he pulled out a set a keys and unlocked the door. Since there was no else in the dressing room area he quietly stated.
"Trust me, you have nothing to worry about."
Family man, as Ray derisively referred to him in his head, followed Ray into the dressing at the end of the hall. He could tell that the man was nervous. He could also tell that this man was trying to hide it.
