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[ from here. ]
tell me what you wanna do.
on duty, but that don't mean shit.
give me a place, baby. i'll fuck you until it hurts.
then more.
tell me what you wanna do.
on duty, but that don't mean shit.
give me a place, baby. i'll fuck you until it hurts.
then more.
[ from here. ]
so why are you fucking scared, then?
they're gonna do what the fuck i say.
ain't nothing but cash. don't be a dumbass.
besides, not like you won't get customers.
so why are you fucking scared, then?
they're gonna do what the fuck i say.
ain't nothing but cash. don't be a dumbass.
besides, not like you won't get customers.
[ from here. ]
you're goddamn right. keep saying it.
so? what're you trying to fucking say? i saw you looking.
you look, i look. i don't know what your point is.
yeah, haha, real fucking funny.
whitney. already done that shit.
you're goddamn right. keep saying it.
so? what're you trying to fucking say? i saw you looking.
you look, i look. i don't know what your point is.
yeah, haha, real fucking funny.
whitney. already done that shit.
i'm not scared. i'm cautious. there's a difference.
[ And Gator's got a tendency to snap. Eddie's not keen on being the victim of his or his friends' rage. He's been lucky so far, but you can't be too careful. Especially not out at some ranch in the middle of nowhere. ]
i know you're good for it. but if your friends aren't, that's tough. you feel me?
oh, i know. that's exactly why i asked if you needed somebody. i could use the payday.
[ And Gator's got a tendency to snap. Eddie's not keen on being the victim of his or his friends' rage. He's been lucky so far, but you can't be too careful. Especially not out at some ranch in the middle of nowhere. ]
i know you're good for it. but if your friends aren't, that's tough. you feel me?
oh, i know. that's exactly why i asked if you needed somebody. i could use the payday.
yeah, i'll pass. once was generous enough.
whatever, man. forget it. neither of us are blind. it's not that fucking deep.
[ Yeah, somehow Billy doubts Gator will just drop it. He should've known before saying something so stupid. But sometimes Gator looks at him and it just feels... Different. The way some guys used to look at him back home. Hungry. ]
well, sounds like she wants to do it again. swear she never shuts the fuck up about you. sounds like a real clingy one.
whatever, man. forget it. neither of us are blind. it's not that fucking deep.
[ Yeah, somehow Billy doubts Gator will just drop it. He should've known before saying something so stupid. But sometimes Gator looks at him and it just feels... Different. The way some guys used to look at him back home. Hungry. ]
well, sounds like she wants to do it again. swear she never shuts the fuck up about you. sounds like a real clingy one.
such a fucking pussy.
you brought it up, shithead. that big dick of yours ain't special.
[ but it is. gator's looked more than a few times, but mostly to establish dominance in the locker room. billy throwing his towel down only makes gator even more starving. he looks at him like a man out at sea, thirsty for everything but salt water. ]
ain't going back for seconds.
first time was sloppy enough.
you brought it up, shithead. that big dick of yours ain't special.
[ but it is. gator's looked more than a few times, but mostly to establish dominance in the locker room. billy throwing his towel down only makes gator even more starving. he looks at him like a man out at sea, thirsty for everything but salt water. ]
ain't going back for seconds.
first time was sloppy enough.
don't be a little bitch.
you either come or you don't.
ain't like i'll miss your ass.
[ is that the truth? would he miss a shock of long hair, ugly fucking tattoos, big brown eyes that look at him like a wounded deer β maybe, maybe not. ]
yeah, i know that. they're gonna buy.
your shit's pretty decent, so why wouldn't they?
you either come or you don't.
ain't like i'll miss your ass.
[ is that the truth? would he miss a shock of long hair, ugly fucking tattoos, big brown eyes that look at him like a wounded deer β maybe, maybe not. ]
yeah, i know that. they're gonna buy.
your shit's pretty decent, so why wouldn't they?
i already told you, i'll be there. but the feeling's mutual, trust me.
[ Hanging out on a big creepy fuckin' ranch out in the sticks - owned by the law in this county, no less - with all the richest douchebag jocks in the school and the girls they wanna chase? Pass. Hard pass. If it weren't for the money, Eddie would happily get stoned at home and not think a single thing of it.
Even if sometimes Gator looks at him in a way that doesn't quite match the way he talks to him.
Maybe he will just go home once he's out of stuff to sell. Hard to say. ]
well good. cuz gas out to your place and back isn't cheap.
i dunno. guess you're right. whatever. i'll be there after 10.
[ Hanging out on a big creepy fuckin' ranch out in the sticks - owned by the law in this county, no less - with all the richest douchebag jocks in the school and the girls they wanna chase? Pass. Hard pass. If it weren't for the money, Eddie would happily get stoned at home and not think a single thing of it.
Even if sometimes Gator looks at him in a way that doesn't quite match the way he talks to him.
Maybe he will just go home once he's out of stuff to sell. Hard to say. ]
well good. cuz gas out to your place and back isn't cheap.
i dunno. guess you're right. whatever. i'll be there after 10.
yeah yeah.
no? it's never gotten any complaints. or any ice pack incidents. i guess it's all about how you use it after all.
[ It's not like this is the first time Billy's looked at another guy in the showers, or had them look back, for that matter. He knows Gator's type - they think they're God's gift to sex, when all they do is shove it in and expect fireworks for everyone involved.
Maybe it's for the best if Gator really is as straight as he says he is. But Billy can't help feeling disappointed at how this conversation's gone anyway. ]
doesn't surprise me a bit. i'll keep that in mind if she ever gets tired of waiting around for you.
not like i'm hurting for choice. this place is crawling with sluts.
no? it's never gotten any complaints. or any ice pack incidents. i guess it's all about how you use it after all.
[ It's not like this is the first time Billy's looked at another guy in the showers, or had them look back, for that matter. He knows Gator's type - they think they're God's gift to sex, when all they do is shove it in and expect fireworks for everyone involved.
Maybe it's for the best if Gator really is as straight as he says he is. But Billy can't help feeling disappointed at how this conversation's gone anyway. ]
doesn't surprise me a bit. i'll keep that in mind if she ever gets tired of waiting around for you.
not like i'm hurting for choice. this place is crawling with sluts.
i do, one of my favorite spots. see you soon, baby.
( and with that text fired off, it's on. eddie quickly packs his supplies and hops into his van, driving cautiously until he reaches that back route gator referred to. he can't risk anyone else pulling him over before he gets to gator, after all. )
( and with that text fired off, it's on. eddie quickly packs his supplies and hops into his van, driving cautiously until he reaches that back route gator referred to. he can't risk anyone else pulling him over before he gets to gator, after all. )
[ gator sits in his suv, watching his phone ping. he glances down at the text, head tilted a bit as he takes in a long drag of his vape. his lips curve upward, a smirk settled on his mouth. he knows what's about to happen β and he knows that eddie wants it. craves it. needs it. gator likes being that for eddie, likes holding him down and pumping loads into him when they could get caught. he supposes that why he likes pulling him over so much, their hookups anywhere and everywhere there's risk. it's a filthy thing in plain sight β gator fucking eddie's face or bending him over β it's all the same. every little thrill in place for amazing sex. he takes another drag, blowing strawberry-flavored smoke out of the window.
that's when he sees the familiar van careening around the corner, the back route private, secluded. anyone could drive be, watching the van rock, but would they dare look inside? they'd see eddie on all fours, gator's cock burying over and over. they'd see sweat, sticky spunk, the smell of orgasms staining the flimsy mattress. all in good time. gator flips on the lights and sirens, tossing his vape into the passenger seat. he pulls eddie over in record time, killing the engine of the suv and stepping out. he sidles up to the driver's door, reaching in and kissing eddie, hand at the back of his neck. he mouths at him, open lips, tongue flicking against eddie's. ]
Mm.
[ he licks his bottom lip, watching eddie with large dark eyes. he wants him, the greedy blood in his veins rushing downward. an erection begins to grow against his inseam, and gator slides his hand down eddie's front, gripping his t-shirt. the smell of leather and marijuana and fresh soap lingers, all of it so wonderfully eddie that he can't get enough. he takes eddie's chin between his fingers and kisses him again β passionate, needy. when they part, gator smirks with teeth, eyeing eddie and kissing the tip of his nose. his voice is dark, husky, kiss-fucked. ]
Step out of the car, baby.
that's when he sees the familiar van careening around the corner, the back route private, secluded. anyone could drive be, watching the van rock, but would they dare look inside? they'd see eddie on all fours, gator's cock burying over and over. they'd see sweat, sticky spunk, the smell of orgasms staining the flimsy mattress. all in good time. gator flips on the lights and sirens, tossing his vape into the passenger seat. he pulls eddie over in record time, killing the engine of the suv and stepping out. he sidles up to the driver's door, reaching in and kissing eddie, hand at the back of his neck. he mouths at him, open lips, tongue flicking against eddie's. ]
Mm.
[ he licks his bottom lip, watching eddie with large dark eyes. he wants him, the greedy blood in his veins rushing downward. an erection begins to grow against his inseam, and gator slides his hand down eddie's front, gripping his t-shirt. the smell of leather and marijuana and fresh soap lingers, all of it so wonderfully eddie that he can't get enough. he takes eddie's chin between his fingers and kisses him again β passionate, needy. when they part, gator smirks with teeth, eyeing eddie and kissing the tip of his nose. his voice is dark, husky, kiss-fucked. ]
Step out of the car, baby.
[ from here. ]
it's temporary. maybe 24-72. you can handle it.
be a good boy and haul your ass to the deputy's station.
i'll swear you in myself. then we can fuck.
it's temporary. maybe 24-72. you can handle it.
be a good boy and haul your ass to the deputy's station.
i'll swear you in myself. then we can fuck.
Edited 2025-02-06 01:08 (UTC)
i've fired one before. i'm not very good at it, though.
oh. yeah, of course.
( eddie is definitely NOT having thoughts about the words "good boy" right now. )
fuck. never thought i'd see the day when i'd be in uniform, but that just might make it worth it.
oh. yeah, of course.
( eddie is definitely NOT having thoughts about the words "good boy" right now. )
fuck. never thought i'd see the day when i'd be in uniform, but that just might make it worth it.
you need a lesson, then. nice and slow. i'll have you pull my trigger after.
come get your badge. i'll be holding it with my teeth.
[ not that gator would mind it. he likes his good boys. ]
it'll be worth it, sweetheart. i'll pound into you until i can't fucking come anymore, then again.
come get your badge. i'll be holding it with my teeth.
[ not that gator would mind it. he likes his good boys. ]
it'll be worth it, sweetheart. i'll pound into you until i can't fucking come anymore, then again.
isn't it just? pull on it, baby. show me your aim.
i'll give it to you if you promise me you'll wanna fuck after you're sworn in.
we'll head out to the range, i'll let you fire off a few rounds before i do.
i'll even let my new deputy come on my fucking face.
i'll give it to you if you promise me you'll wanna fuck after you're sworn in.
we'll head out to the range, i'll let you fire off a few rounds before i do.
i'll even let my new deputy come on my fucking face.
what do you want me to say, hargrove?
come on, baby, let me suck that big dick?
let me taste your come?
does that do it for you? knowing that if you wanna fuck, we could?
[ not that gator hasn't thought about it. a lot. being alone and thinking of billy is his guilt, especially when he wraps his hand around himself late at night, staining in inside of a sock. it's pathetic, he thinks, being this cock-drunk. ]
oh yeah? let her get tired. i'm not fucking that bitch again.
then get a slut. i heard cassie's down to fuck at any time. giving blowjobs under the bleachers.
maybe we'll see if she's any good?
come on, baby, let me suck that big dick?
let me taste your come?
does that do it for you? knowing that if you wanna fuck, we could?
[ not that gator hasn't thought about it. a lot. being alone and thinking of billy is his guilt, especially when he wraps his hand around himself late at night, staining in inside of a sock. it's pathetic, he thinks, being this cock-drunk. ]
oh yeah? let her get tired. i'm not fucking that bitch again.
then get a slut. i heard cassie's down to fuck at any time. giving blowjobs under the bleachers.
maybe we'll see if she's any good?
[ from here. ]
Promises I can't keep?
[ he points to his chest, then laughs, dark but bright with teeth. he stands, watching joyce, thinking that if she wants this - she'll prove it. it has to be more than cat-and-mouse, than dares that involve seven minutes in a closet. this isn't high school, and it hasn't been for them for a while. gator, tipping his head to the side, stares at her with lustful intent. his gaze travels her, from head-to-toe and back up again. he licks his bottom lip.
he steps closer, hovering near joyce, taller, chin brushing her forehead as his arms raise to take her forearms in his hands. large, long-fingered, he lowers his stare to hers. he brushes her wrists with his thumbs, watching her eyes. ]
There's only one way to find out, ain't there?
Promises I can't keep?
[ he points to his chest, then laughs, dark but bright with teeth. he stands, watching joyce, thinking that if she wants this - she'll prove it. it has to be more than cat-and-mouse, than dares that involve seven minutes in a closet. this isn't high school, and it hasn't been for them for a while. gator, tipping his head to the side, stares at her with lustful intent. his gaze travels her, from head-to-toe and back up again. he licks his bottom lip.
he steps closer, hovering near joyce, taller, chin brushing her forehead as his arms raise to take her forearms in his hands. large, long-fingered, he lowers his stare to hers. he brushes her wrists with his thumbs, watching her eyes. ]
There's only one way to find out, ain't there?
Isn't that what I said?
[For better or worse, he's surprised her by showing up, and it's not Joyce's place to remind him that she's probably been out of school for about as long as he's been alive. She has enough on her plate right now without adding talking wayward horny deputies out of her kitchen. Besides, she'd be lying if she tried to claim that she wasn't excited to see where this was going.
Like virtually everyone else in her life, he's taller than she is. Bigger. It's something she's always found incredibly appealing, though, and she crowds in close when he does. Tipping her head, she meets his eyes.]
Prove me wrong and I might reconsider part of your original offer.
[For better or worse, he's surprised her by showing up, and it's not Joyce's place to remind him that she's probably been out of school for about as long as he's been alive. She has enough on her plate right now without adding talking wayward horny deputies out of her kitchen. Besides, she'd be lying if she tried to claim that she wasn't excited to see where this was going.
Like virtually everyone else in her life, he's taller than she is. Bigger. It's something she's always found incredibly appealing, though, and she crowds in close when he does. Tipping her head, she meets his eyes.]
Prove me wrong and I might reconsider part of your original offer.
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