Officer Colson Part 06

Officer Colson couldn’t help but be a little surprised as they enjoyed the rest of the dinner at the Lieutenant’s house without much issue. Everyone there was completely fine with what had happened and Dorothy was almost encouraging them a little more. She liked seeing he fit but bulky husband getting fully acquainted with his employees. “This is still so crazy…” he muttered in his patrol car.

After the incident, there wasn’t much need to persuade the Lieutenant that he could handle the job again. Plus there was always his incentive. The Lieutenant seemed to love seeing Colson around the office more and was happy to give the young officer just about anything he could possibly want. The other boys at the police department could tell something was up but none of them really said anything. They didn’t want to make either one mad. Even if they’d never really seen Colson angry, his broad framed 6’4” body was enough of a warning to stay back.

Colson took another sip of his coffee as he drove through the small town. There still wasn’t much going on but that didn’t bother him too much. Just seeing couples walking around town was enough. And the fact that there were several more gay ones did put a smile on his face.

The CV popped on, “Any officers in near Red Wood district? Paul’s sayin there’s some bikers tryin to start trouble at his bar again.”

“On it,” Colson replied into the radio.

“Thanks. I’ll tell Paul it’ll just be a minute.”

Colson lit up his lights and pressed the siren. Cars pulled to the side and he rushed down the road to the “The Lone Cowboy Bar and Grill.” The old bar had been a staple of the town, though it had to be on the outskirts to keep some of the more religious people happy. That of course didn’t stop many in the parish to visiting it on the odd Tuesday or Friday night, but the more avid churchgoers could at least be content with trying. And those who did go would just say it was for the tacos and fish fried. As there was clearly no other reason for them to be there.

After a five minute drive Colson was outside and could already see the commotion. He blared his sirens for a second letting them know full well that he was there. It only seemed to distract a couple of the guys but the boss seemed all but too distracted by something else.

“Lou, let him go,” one of the guys said. “Coppers are here.”

Lou pushed the guy who’d been his under his current watch against the wall and turned around to see the Officer Colson getting out of the car. “Evenin’ offister,” Lou slurred. His hefty body swayed back and forth as he stepped closer to the police vehicle. The leather jacket clung to his body while a few metal chains hung out of his pocket. “What seems ta be da problem?”

“I believe that’s what I’m here to find out,” Colson replied. He stood a good few inches taller than the biker but that didn’t seem to intimidate Lou at all. Apparently he’d had too much liquid courage tonight and probably would have some new metal bracelets around his wrists if he wasn’t too careful.

“Oh?” Lou seemed to stagger. Alcohol was coated on his breath. There was no denying that he’d been drinking far more than he should have. “That so Mr. Officer. See here, me an my buddies over there, we was just lookin ta have a good time tah-night and then we got this lil’ queer here can’t stop lookin at us. It’s makin me and my friends all uncomfortable and shit.”

“You know good and well he wasn’t doing anything to you Lou,” Paul said. He’d come out of the bar and stood between the bikers and some guy against the wall.

“Was I talkin to you!?” Lou spat in Paul’s general direction. Raising his voice seemed to startle the other guys he was with. Obviously a man of his size could take a lot of alcohol so that just raised the question with how much he’d actually been drinking. His body swayed back to look at Colson. “See I’m tryin ta tell my story and now I’m gettin all interrupted and shit. You know how mad that makes me?”

“Plenty,” Colson sneered. “Paul, let him tell his story. You take that boy in and get him something to drink. I’ve got some questions to ask and then I’ll be in to question him as well.”

Lou seemed to love it as he kicked his boots into the dirt, raising a cloud of dust headed for the bar door. Paul ignored it, closing the door behind him. “See man? That’s what I’m talkin about. You give someone an order an they just listen to ya. Even these pussies I’m with think that I wen a little too far. But nah, yer a real man. Give an order, they take an order. Fuck. Why can’t more guys get it?”

“I don’t know,” Colson bit his lip trying to stay calm. He’d already felt the beast starting to come out from the moment Lou started talking. His chest pushed harder against his shirt, while hair covered his body. He could feel the light belly pushing into his belt making it harder for him to think while his dick traveled down the side of his leg. He was going to make sure this guy got fucked.

“Hmph,” Lou seemed to be distracted by something. In his drunken state he seemed to find something really interesting but didn’t know what it was. His eyes stared hard at the police officer almost unblinking. “Me neither. Must be them chemicals in the water.”

“Must be,” Colson said. “You have anything more you want to report?”

“Hmm?” Lou’s eyes shot back up. “Eerr… C’mere boys. You know what I’m talkin bout,” he said. But when he looked back his two friends were currently making out with each other. Their leather jackets had turned to leather vests. One had a white wife beater on while the other just had some leather straps around his hairy muscular chest. Both their assless chaps seemed to have lost the jeans that were covering up their bottom half. “Eh?” he questioned as he stared. New feelings were starting to emerge as he watched the two men kiss.

Their hard dicks rubbed against each other. He could see just how horny they were as their hands explored the other's body. It was odd watching the two masculine men kiss. At the same time he could look away. For some reason he thought they were kind of hot.

He’d always thought they were kind of fat and out of shape. But right now they both seemed rather fit. Even if the one doing the kissing didn’t have the six pack abs all those magazines raved about didn’t mean his hairy torso wasn’t really hot. Lou seemed to have found himself starting to touch himself, completely unaware that his small dick was exposed for the world to see. His mind wrapped around what those two were doing. Jealousy filled his mind. ‘Why couldn’t that be me?’ he questioned to himself. “Hey,” he barked.

“It’s alright Lou. We’ll find you someone to be with,” Colson wrapped his massive arm around the biker and pulled him into the bar. The old wooden sign had changed to one with neon lights reading, ‘Ride ‘em Cowboy Bar’.

Lou’s eyes went wide as he saw the way the room was set up. All the tables had been pushed to the side to allow for plenty of room for them to move around. The whole place seemed a little different than he could remember. Cigar, cigarette and fog from fog machines filled the air while lights filled the room. The male patrons started to get up from their tables and started to grind up against each other. There were so many different body types and ages moving along to the loud thumping beat that shook the room. He couldn’t believe all the hairy men dancing with each other. Or what they were wearing. Leather seemed to be in as that was all most of them were wearing. But that only seemed to fit what he was wearing even more. The leather biker chaps with t-shirt and leather vest looked good in the place.

He stared and it was almost like everyone there was a little different. They were a little bigger, with wider shoulders and huskier bellies. Lou walked over to Paul to see the firm older man scowling down at him. His square jaw covered in the salt and pepper beard made him look all the more handsome. Not to mention how his plaid button down shirt and jeans made the cowboy bar seem all the more authentic. “You feelin better boy?” he demanded. His ten gallon hat tipped forward while his hand shifted to his belt to pose a bit of a threat.

“Ye-yes sir,” Lou panicked seeing the bartender was loaded. “I won’t be causing any more trouble sir.”

“Good,” Paul stated. “I don’t want ta have ta throw you out again.”

“Yes sir,” Lou said again. His eyes drifted down the bar at the guy who’d been outside. His small scrawny frame seemed a bit different.

“Go on,” Officer Colson ordered. He pushed Lou forward towards the other guy.

“Man why do I feel so weird…” the guy groaned. He was looking all over the bar like he’d never been here before. His eyes couldn’t seem to focus on anything as he looked forward. Lou tried to focus but he could almost feel like he could see the guy’s face changing right before him. His rounder jaw squared and thick hair started sprouting from every inch of it. The man’s eyes changed from innocent and wide open to something far firmer as he looked down at Lou. “Sup?”

Lou’s mouth went dry as he thought of what he was supposed to say. This man looked massive. Every second he stood there it was like he was getting bigger. His frame was filling in whatever empty space at the bar there was left. Lou shook his head as he thought that the man had been wearing a brightly colored polo but instead it was clearly his wife beater he’d been wearing at work all day. Dirt covered most of it along with his jeans.

“Eh? Cat gotchyer tongue?” the man asked. Even seated, Lou was only stood eye level with him. Hair was rapidly filling his broad muscular arms used for digging and working on the farm all day. He was clearly here just to relax and could take whatever guy he wanted home.

“Sorry. Sorry,” Lou apologized. “It’s just I’m really nervous..”

“Couldn’t tell,” his deep voice rumbled over the loud bass coming off from the speakers. The light chuckle made Lou’s face blush. He felt like he was blowing it.

“Yeah… It’s just… Well…” Lou stammered over his words trying to find something not too corny but not too foreword.

The man got up from his seat, towering over Lou’s body. At 6’6” he would have made anyone feel small. “Say no more,” his large arm wrapped around the other man and led him towards the bathroom. He leaned down and shoved the other man against the graffiti covered wall, his mouth already working its magic. It took Lou a good couple of seconds to realize what was going on. His hard two inches was stiff and pointing as hard as it could towards the large man.

Every chance Lou got he used to touch the other man’s furry body. The giant was covered in hair that ran up and down his body. But he couldn’t get over feeling the thick calloused hands rubbing up and down his smoother skin. He felt so weak compared to even just the feeling of the other man’s hands. He moaned and groaned trying his best to hold himself together but feeling his long scruffy beard against Lou’s more barren face was just too much.

“Someone’s excited,” the man mocked.

“I—“

“Don’t speak,” he ordered.

Lou went silent as he felt his body spin around and get his face pushed against the wall. He could hear the other man’s jeans drop around his boots. His hands clenched against the wall trying to grab onto something as he felt a thick rod push into his hole. He let out a gasp of air as the other man’s head pushed harder into him.

“Don’t say a word,” the man ordered again. Lou bit down on his lip trying to do his best to oblige. He could feel the hard rod pushing deeper and deeper into him. More than he thought he could take. But he was willing. He clenched every part of his body except the anus. Only bending forward to allow better access.

“Fuck yeah,” he growled into Lou’s ear. The low baritone sent a shiver down his spine. He couldn’t hold back any more and sprayed the little amount of cum he could hold up against the wall. However, the man wasn’t finished yet. His momentum was just getting started as he pummeled into the other man. Using Lou more as a toy than an actual person. His groans turned to moans turned to shouts of joy.

“Yeah ride ‘em cowboy!” a voice shouted at them.

“Fuck yeah!” the man exclaimed. His thick dick throbbed and Lou clenched his ass expecting the worst. Wave after wave of fluid shot deep into his ass. Lou’s eyes went wide as he felt himself being used then felt his body react again. A small dollop of his own juices pushed out again as he heard the joy in the other man’s voice. “Damn boy, that was great. I’m gonna have to try filling some of yer other holes.”

“Yeah!?” Lou got excited and dropped to his knees. His mouth was wide open as he looked up at the other man.

The man couldn’t help but laugh. “Not right now bud. It was a joke about takin you out ta dinner sometime. But I take it that’d be fine.”

“Yeah!”

“Good boy,” the cowboy ran his hand through the top of Lou’s head then placed his hat on top of him. “It’s a date.”

The other guy going to the bathroom looked over at the two. “Good. Now at least we know there’s a few guys left for the rest of us.”