The Visit

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The Visit     The doorbell rang first, I was coming out of the shower and didn’t want to hurry.  As I dried off I heard someone knocking on the door.  Damn, I thought, who could that be, wasn’t mom she was on the bus now and half way to work.  The knocking got more insistent as I threw on some shorts and a T-shirt and headed to the door.  It went suddenly from a knock  to a pounding and without thinking I grabbed the door and opened it.  “What the hell. .  I . started, there was a white man standing there.’  Hello, he started Pudlow Pol… , saying as he  turned to see who opened the door.  We stared at each other for a moment as I realized who was standing there.  ‘Officer D, I said, and looked him over he was wearing civilian clothes, not his usual uniform.  ‘Detective D, if you don’t mind, he said and stepped forward effectively keeping me from shutting the door. He scanned the room behind me, who are you he asked? He looked me over as he stepped in, who else is here, what’s your name?  When he stepped in I stepped back maintaining a relative distance between us.  I noticed he had one hand near his shoulder, Is anyone else (no sudden moves, I thought to myself, ain’t heard nuthin, ain;t seen nuthin)  He listened intently for a few moments then looked back to me.  I tried to relax, bhere, he asked ?  “No just me, I said watching him as he watched me.  ut fuck, there was a cop in my living room.       He moved in a small circle, keeping one eye on me.  He was able to see no one was in the kitchen.  With out asking he moved down the hall towards the bedrooms and the bathroom. He looked into each, then he came to where I was standing.  ‘I’m Detective Donalds, we’re investigating a fight that took place the other night, like to know what you’ve heard about who may or may not be involved. ‘  He asked the standard questions I gave the expected non-responses.   He showed no emotion as we talked as if he was getting the expected responses.  He shook his head, he’d taken a seat on the couch, me on the smaller love seat.  ‘If it’s not to much to ask he said, may I have a drink of water?.’  I shrugged and got up and went into the kitchen.       When I re-entered the front room he was looking at some of the family pictures spread around.  He turned and looked at me.  Hey, you’re little Reggie Price, he asked?  Used to cause trouble over in the City Park? No I countered, I’m Reggie Price that used to get blamed for shit I didn’t do over in City Park.  Well look at you Reggie, looks like you’re all growed up now.  He smiled, and chuckled looking at me ‘  what time did you say your mother would be home again?  She took a late shift, I responded, probably not until two in the morning or so.  It’s okay, I’m old enough to be home alone I said.  He glanced out the window for a moment as if thinking.  Ya know Reg, remember what happened the last time I saw you? You remember when we went for the ride and all?  ‘I nodded, I remember I answered in a whisper.  I never turned in that report he said with a smile.  But I still have the notes and all.  No you don’t, I said, you gave me the paperwork, there was nothing on it.  He laughed, I gave you a paper he said, I kept the notes.  Cops don’t give up their notes.  He laughed again, Hell when I turn in these notes they’ll tell how you invited me in and enlightened me about the d**gs being sold over in 2B, and who buying bakırköy escort most of the stolen goods in the complex.  Are you crazy, I exploded, I ain’t told you nuth’n and that kind of word floating around will mark me as a snitch.  A snitch, you know what’ll happen to me?  Hell, that would even put my Moms in danger, and I ain’t done nuthin.       The Detective walked over and re-sat onto the couch, ‘May I have some more water, he asked shaking the glass and Ice I’d given him.  I took the glass and went to the kitchen for water.  No, no, no, I thought to myself, how can I get out of this. . .He;s going to want me to be a snitch, I thought, how can I say no and not wind up on a short list somehow.  Even the rumor could be deadly around here.  As I walked to the couch with a new glass of water I was surprised to see him sitting on the couch without his pants.       ‘Tell you what Reggie, he said, I been thinking, to be truthful I don’t need another snitch.  You know what I need?  I need consideration.  Consideration, I responded looking at this man sitting half naked on my couch?  Yeah he said leaning back, consideration, the type I received from you a couple years ago.  “D, I started. Detective D, he interrupted, with a nasty smile.  I don’t do that anymore. . I”   Hey look at it this way, after this you won’t have to, after this we’ll wipe the slates clean.  I can solve my cases without your name coming up cause I know what I need to know.  But, he said we do this one thing, one last time and Puff, I don’t even know you.  Or I write my reports the way I have to write my reports.  He’d slid his hands from his spread knees to his crotch.  I didn’t look at his face as he reached into his boxers and freed himself.  I felt  enormous weight on my shoulders as I slowly moved to where he was sitting.     I stared at it, as I did so it began to twitch and grow from his crotch.  I closed my eyes and leaned forward until it touched my face. Opening my eyes I dug into the memories that were pleasant for me, I licked it.  first the head, then moved to the side and licked the stalk.  It twitched with each touch and soon was slick with the saliva I’d covered it with.  A sloppy kiss to the head, then covered it with my mouth lips rolling my tongue languidly over and around the dome then slowly working down the stem.  Each bob going just a little farther.  I heard D take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Ooooooh Yeahhhh, he whispered, damn, I missed this shit.’  Finally I buried my nose in his pubes, yeah, oh yeah, damn, as I held him.  His dome nested against my tonsils.  I shook my head, swallowed a couple of times and squeezed him between my tongue and my palate.  Again I began to bob, one inch, two inch, three each time diving back into his pubes.  I could feel him rising as I dove down on him.  ‘Shit, shit, shit, he was excited, lifting to fuck my face as I dive in.  I grabbed his stem, putting my hand between my ace and his strong hip thrusts.  Holding tightly I worked the exposed stalk of him and his dome.  I would like to say I was unaffected by all of this but I could feel my own phallus against my belly and I worked my hips as I worked “D’s” Phallus.       Suddenly he pushed my back on my heels, lifting his legs over my shoulders he worked himself around me and stood up.  Turn around,  he ordered as he shed his boxers beşiktaş escort grabbed me alongside my head and guided his dick back to my face, holding me against the couch he leaned in.  At first he went slow, rubbing his dick and its covered juices all over then slowly guiding himself into my mouth.  ‘That’s it he said as I took a little more in with each forward movement, when he felt it time he plunged.  Slowly he forced me to lean back onto the couch cushions. He dropped his knees to the edge of the couch, I was trapped deep into the recesses of the cushions and he fucked away.  I had to time my breaths between each thrust.  I could hear a sloorp, sloorp, sloorp, sound as he pounded away at my face and deep into my throat.  He changed his speed, varied his depth.  It had been a while since I’d done anything like this but it came back.  For a while, only a while, I forgot the circumstance and enjoyed the physical pleasure of what was happening.  When I looked up at him I could see the smile of pleasure on his face, pleasure, no, domination.  A couple of times he’d pull out and drop his balls into my mouth, make me slather them, then he’d plunge in again.  Laying half on and off the couch I began to feel the pain in y back and legs.  I felt it, probably before he did, he slowed his pace each inward thrust going in deep then he paused and started to shake, deeply, ooooh, he uttered, oooh, shhhiiiitttt.     I tasted very little of his issue, most went straight down my throatt.  He rubbed his hip bone hard against my face, I was barely able to push him away so that I could catch my breath.  ‘Damn, he shouted, damn that was good.  That was fuck’n excellent.  He rolled over to where he could sit breathing heavily.  He finally looked over at me, ‘Hey my man, why don’t you get me a towel?”  I nodded got up and went to get a wash towel so he could get cleaned up.       I rinsed the towel with hot water, wiped myself down, it was the first that I noticed that I no longer had my T-Shirt on.  I was just about to take another towel to Detective D when the bathroom door swung open and D brushed past me to the toilet and unleashed a strong stream of urine.  ‘Damn he said, do you know how long its been since I’ve come like that?  I suppose I said, we’re about finished here?’  D looked at me, and a slow smug smile spread across his face.  Naw, he said, looking at me,  naw I think we’ve got one more river to cross.            No wait, D, I started, ‘Detective D, he interrupted again,  He strode to the vanity blocking my path to the door, he reached down and retrieved a jar of Vaseline.  Reggie he said looking at me, you’ve been doing so good so far, you don’t want to mess things now do you?  He began guiding me out of the bathroom, he pushed open the door to the bedroom and with a smile pushed me into the room towards the bed.   The thing that cowed most people who had to deal with him was that he came thru on his threats when he made them.  A snitch label in this neighborhood was almost a death sentence depending on who decided to move against you, and family was fair game.       Resigned to my fate I slipped my shorts off, this wasn’t no ways fatal or anything, it wasn’t something I was normally adverse to, but I was robbed of the choice to decide to accept what was happening.  I looked in disbelief at D, his phallus was beylikdüzü escort not only showing signs of regeneration, he seemed ready and eager to go again in our short interlude.  Het he said softly, turn over, I did as he asked, I felt the bed accept his weight and felt his hands rubbing  all over my back.  I could feel the Vaseline as it coated my back.  and my backside.  He took his time, back, ass, then down my thighs.  Almost a full body massage, if nothing else I found myself relaxing.  He worked in circles short, medium, then long.  From by calves to my lower back, down thru my cleft, a time or two he worked his thumbs over, and into my anus.  Then he worked up my sides to my shoulders across my neck then again down my cleft.  One thigh, then the other.  He straddled me, I could feel occasionally his member against my leg, or thigh, feel each time he worked fingers into me, first, one then two, then a thumb a little farther.  I squirmed, slowly he spread my legs crawled again between them moving close.  He squeezed my mounds,  molded them like bread then ran his hands to my shoulder.  When he arrived again at my mounds he squeezed them and I felt something warm and wet move between my cheeks.  I didn’t know what it was but I felt a lot of pleasure build up inside me, I humped the bed in an effort to rise to this new intruder, then he worked to my shoulders again.  But I felt another intrusion, just a touch, but steady, pushing inside of me.       Damn, Reg, you are tight as hell.  The intrusion felt stronger, than I could feel his hips on mine, his cojones against mine.  Then we were hip to hip.  , ‘Fuck’n A he said, that’s tight,  man that’s tight laying fully against e.  Then he began the retreat, almost all the way, then a slow steady surge filling me.  I heard a moan escape my lips, as he began another surge.  It didn’t take long and it  seemed that he would increase the speed of his strokes every few seconds.  I know, I wasn’t supposed to like this, but damn, it began to feel good, then better than just good.  Again, and again, and again our hips slammed together, the bed squeaked and bounced off the wall.  D kissed me, on the neck, held me tightly and was slamming into my ass like a mad man.  my dick was tight, rolling between me and the sheet.  Oh no, I could feel a rise building.  He was breathing   hard in my ear, occasionally licking and nibbling away.  I was counter stroking his efforts, stopping intermittently while he whaled away.  Yeah, he muttered, yeah bitch, who’s ass is this?  I didn’t answer, who’s. .ass. .is. . this?  No, I thought to myself, no, oh no, this ain’t happening, but it did. . . Your ass daddy.. I mumbled as I felt my own release.    uh huh, yeah, he muttered, uh huh fuck’n right….aaaahhhhh, oh aaahhh.     When he collapsed atop of me, we were both breathing heavily.  I could feel him going soft, felt it when he slid out of me.  We lay there on the bed a sweaty mess each getting our thoughts together.  un prompted I got up and got some hot towels and rubbed him down.  He lay there watching me, when I finished I sat back on my heels, then leaned forward and took all of him into my mouth cleaning him.  After a few moments he pushed me away, enough, he said, damn, enough.  I watched as he rose and gathered his things together.  I got a towel and put my shorts back on, and found another T-shirt.  When he was dressed he went into the kitchen and drew a glass of water.  Yeah, he said as he put his jacket on, be seeing you around my man.  He shook his head and closed the door behind him.  For a long time after I waited to see what would happen, but for a long while things remained quiet for me. 

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