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Ch. 2 – Dangerous Times
"This is not McDonald's, man." James pointed out walking inside a dark place with his friend who couldn't be more excited.
"I know. It's even better…" Carlos licked his lips while looking at a particular stripper that called his attention. Carlos took his partner to a strip club to make him relax a little. "C'mon James… It's been a while now since you got a night of fun. You need to get your head off the work."
"I guess you're right. Since Annie moved out of town, I haven't dated another girl. Maybe I need this more than I think…" The pretty cop said and Carlos placed his hand above James' shoulder.
"That's the spirit! Let's drink something first. I've got to prepare myself to go haunting." The Latino exclaimed as they headed to the bar. Surprisingly, after drinking two Mojitos, Carlos was already drunk. James could only laugh as he watched his friend trying to hook with someone to spend the night with. At that moment, he remembered that he forgot to put the operation report above Gustavo's desk. And being addicted to work as James was, he quickly got up and went outside, quickly entering his patrol car.
"Thank God I didn't drink enough to be charged for DUI." He said to himself turning on the engine and going back to the station. He used to have these sudden warnings that avoided him to have a good time. Soon, he was inside Gustavo's office placing the report above the desk. But before he was about to pass the front door, he heard some strange noises coming from the evidence room. The entire station was empty and closed because everyone was at the operation, so there couldn't be anyone there. His suspects took control of his body as he pulled out his gun and silently walked over the room leaning against the wall and standing right beside the door. In a split of a second, he turned around and kicked the door making it open abruptly, aiming his gun over the figure standing with his back facing James.
"Put your hands up!" The pretty cop announced firmly gripping his gun and waiting for his aim to surrender. The figure turned around and, surprising James, there was the Alligator unmasked and smiling at him. "Put your hands up and nobody will get hurt."
"I guess you got me officer… hum, Diamond." The young robber read James' name tag still smiling. He raised his hands and discretely pushed the button of a small remote control hidden in his right hand. "Please be gentle."
"Just turn around and put your hands behind your back." James ordered and the Alligator obeyed. "You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law."
James read him his rights, but when he was about to cuff the young delinquent, three figures wearing similar suits to the Alligator's entered the room and grabbed James from behind and one of them pressed a cloth with ether against his face, making him quickly go unconscious.
"What took you so long?! He almost put me in a cell!" the Alligator yelled as the three girls took of their masks. "Whatever! At least you got here in time."
"Logan, why didn't you kill him? There is no use of keeping him alive…" One of them questioned and Logan stepped closer to her.
"Camille, dear… I'm the only one who decides things around here. So don't question my orders!" Logan said firmly and obviously scaring Camille. "Jo, see if it is clear for us to go. Kelly and Camille, take him to the helicopter. But gently, with care… I have plans for our honest guest…"
Jo went in front of everyone, making sure nobody would notice them while Kelly and Quinn carried James with some difficulty because of the weight of his toned muscles. Right then started raining, so they had to be fast to get inside the helicopter landed above the building. Within seconds, it took off before any unfortunate soul could see.
~BTR~
James heard a piano playing and three different voices giggling. That soft sound made him open his eyes. He looked down and realized he was above a fancy couch wearing just his boxers. The three voices came from three girls that looked excited by seeing his half-naked body. Realizing he was being exposed to them, he felt his face heat up and tried to cover his body as much as he could with his bare hands.
"Good to see you're awake." James turned his head to Logan who leaned against the doorframe wearing now a long sleeved shirt and leather pants which were so tight that looked like a second skin. "You must feel tired from all that work you get as a cop. I really hope you got enough time to rest. You slept during all the way till here."
James now looked around and saw it was the Alligator's refuge. He got up from the couch and went over the large window. He was surprised to see the refuge was situated inside a wall of rock almost a mile above the sea. He had no clue where they were or even aware the girls were staring at his butt covered by a pair of tight black boxers.
"Logan, what do you have in mind for him?" Jo asked not taking his eyes from James backside. James was still shocked to discover how hard was to find this place. "Can we keep him?"
"For now, he's just visiting us." Logan answered smiling and his words made James turn around and worry for what could possibly happen to him.
"Hum… Where's my uniform?" The young cop asked feeling vulnerable for standing there wearing just his underwear.
"Oh, don't worry about that. We took off your clothes because it was wet. It won't take long for Bitters to dry it for you. And you look good this way. Feel free to take off what remains if you want to." Logan teased and the idea made the girls' eyes glisten.
"No thanks. I'm okay like this." James said afraid of Logan's dirty smirk. Right then a middle aged man wearing an Italian suit entered the living room.
"Sorry for interrupting Mr. Mitchell, but the dinner is ready." The man said curving his upper body in a reverence.
"Thanks Bitters. And get a bottle of Block 42. Tonight we have a special guest." Logan said and that name made James remember Kendall comment a few months ago about a U$ 168,000 wine bottle that was stolen inside a plane coming from Dubai when it landed on the L.A. Airport.
They walked out of the living room and James followed to do them not sure of what to think. As they went to the other room, the cop could notice other stolen artifacts like the newest Apple MacBook, the Eye of the Devil (the biggest diamond on Earth) right beside the ruby, Venus of Milan's bust and lots of Tiffany jewels. James now was sure he was dealing with someone deceiving as a mirage. And the strange thing was that he liked to be deceived by that beautiful robber.
The young officer stood there looking at the crowd sit on their respective places on the table. The only empty seat remaining was right beside Logan who sat on the edge of the Brazilian redwood furniture.
"Oh, don't be shy, Mr. officer. Come closer, right next to me." Logan called tapping the chair softly. James slowly walked over the sexy robber and sat down feeling vulnerable for the first time in his life. He had the right to feel that way since he was being surrounded by the most wanted criminals in the USA. "I hope you like lobster."
As soon as Logan finished saying this, one of his servants placed a porcelain plate in front of James with seafood right above it in a stylish way. James gazed at something he'd never eaten before. But he gave it a chance and forked the lobster flesh and guided it to his mouth. It tasted good, but just from remembering it was bought with stolen money, he tossed the plate away and got up quickly.
"Give me my uniform!" The pretty cop exclaimed quite surprising Logan. Bitters brought it warm, dry and folded and handed it to James. He started dressing up in a fast pace and it caught Logan's attention.
"Where are you going officer?" The Alligator asked taking a sip of wine while the girls watched in disappointment James covered body once again.
"To the station. Soon, all the squad will be here to take you to jail." James warned but it didn't scare Logan at all.
"You have my blessing. Give detective Kendall my best regards." Logan said and watched James silently walk out the huge stainless steel door. "He'll come back. They always do."
"I don't know Logan. This one don't seem like the other ones we've deceived before." Jo commented and Logan couldn't help but mentally agree with her words. James had a strong personality. That could be a problem in future encounters.
~BTR~
Once James was outside, he tried to not mind the rain or the low temperature. The fog was also making it difficult for the cop to see anything that was a few feet away from him. But even with all the obstacles, he decided to keep on moving on. Soon enough, his hair was wet and glued to his forehead. His uniform once perfectly pressed by Bitters, was now crumpled and soaked. He already tried to call the team with his cellphone, but there was no signal on that damn place. He walked and walked but he felt he was stuck on that island, mountain or whatever that place was.
After an hour, he stumbled and fell on the sand he hit the ground with his hands several times, cursing himself for not being able to get himself out of that situation. He got up and took a few deep breaths. He needed to relax. He knew he could make it.
"You're a really stubborn guy, aren't you?" James heard a voice behind him. And when he turned around, he saw Logan standing there holding an umbrella with a limo behind him. "I have some news for you. The only way to get out of here is with my help. What do you say?"
James though for a minute and finally gave in Logan's offer. He had that strange feeling in him, asking himself if he could trust in a criminal. They made their way inside the car and it took them back to the refuge. Once they were inside the underground garage, they entered the living room, and that soft piano music hit James ears once again. That actually relaxed him. He closed his eyes and sighed in relief.
"Look at what you did. Now we have to take this off." Logan said and approached the taller figure. James just watched the beautiful man unbutton his shirt and take it off brushing his fingers on the skin of his upper body. Logan caressed the cop's chest, feeling how firm they were. Then, Logan's hands moved to James' belt. He slowly unbuckled it and tossed it away, moving now to the pants. James was painting with dirty thoughts running inside his head. "Is that a gun in your pocket or you're happy to see me?"
James gulped dryly as the bulge inside his underwear was revealed to Logan. The robber smirked and took James to his room. Strangely, the taller one silently obeyed and once they were there, Logan pushed the cop and he fell upon the giant bed. Logan climbed on the top of the other's body, straddling him. He grabbed James' wrists and pinned them above the cop's head. He moved his face closer to James' and their lips were millimeters from each other's'.
"Does this turn you on, officer? To have your mouth close to mine? To feel my breath hitting against your skin? I guess we both know the answer to that…" Logan said huskily and it made James' arouse strain the material of his boxers even more. Being distracted by so much lust, James didn't see Logan cuff his hands to the headboard. "I think now you know how the guys you arrested feel right now, don't you?"
James tried to get himself out, but he knew it was inhumanly possible. He saw Logan lit up a cigarette and took a deep breath. That caught James' attention. He had to do something.
"Don't smoke, 's no good for you." The young officer said and Logan looked at him with a devious smile.
"So I guess I will have to extinguish it." Logan said and pressed it on James' left pec. The other squirmed and grunted in pain. Once it was done, Logan tossed it away and went back to his work on James' body. He grabbed James member and caressed it through his boxers. James moaned and thrusted his hips upwards, begging for more contact. Logan smiled and stopped his administrations to tease the young man. The Alligator now took off his own shirt, reveling his body to James. His plan worked as he felt James' cock throb against his butt.
"Oh… fuck!" James said with his eyes closed. Logan couldn't feel more powerful over someone.
"Wow. That's not something an agent of the government should say. That's no example for the kids." Logan grinded his hips over the cop's erection, making it hard for James to think straight. Then, the Alligator got off James' lap and kissed his tanned skin starting at his marvelous pecs, swirling his tongue around each nipple. James couldn't believe he didn't lose it yet.
After his chest task, Logan went downwards to his eight pack, worshipping each one of his buds before taking off his last article of clothing. James cock was erect and pointing up to the ceiling. Logan felt quite impressed by the size. "Let's see how much you can last."
After that sentence Logan took all the ten inches inside his mouth. James could've lost it right there, but he managed to hold it. Logan sucked and sucked hard expecting to take James over the edge. But even with his knowledge from previous times, it wasn't enough to make the over loose it. So, he took his mouth off with an audible pop and took of his own pants. James moaned by seeing Logan's naked form. His cock wasn't big as James', but was enough to make James want to taste it.
As if Logan could read his mind, he moved his member close to the cop's mouth. James instinctively wrapped his lips around it and felt happy to pleasure Logan.
"You feel so good, officer." Logan said between grunts and groans. James wasn't only a good cop. He was an excellent lover either. But suddenly, going against Logan's expectations, James pulled away with a scared expression. James somehow felt this wasn't right. It felt great, but not right. He remembered his father and what he'd think if he knew. Surprisingly, Logan could notice James' fears since it wasn't the first time it happened. "Don't martyr yourself. Every honest man has to dirty his hands sometimes."
With these words, Logan pressed his lips against James'. It tasted good. James' mind was again filled with those wrong thoughts. Logan now knew James' weak point. So, knowing the young cop wouldn't be any danger, he took off the cuffs from James' wrists. Almost immediately, James hands moved from above his head to Logan's waist.
"You know what to do know stud…" Logan sighed and right after that, James lifted his upper body and started pressing his lips on Logan's chest. He moved one of his hands to the Alligator's butt, and slid his index finger covered in saliva inside Logan's tight entrance. The robber moaned and moved his hips against James' finger in an attempt to its tip to brush over that sweet spot. His pleasure grew even more when another finger was added. Logan moved his own hand back to James' cock to retribute the amazing feeling. "Imma make you feel great…"
Logan then lined James big cock with his entrance and took off his fingers. James was worried since they weren't using any protection and he didn't prepare Logan enough. He was aware of his own size and didn't want to hurt him. But it was too late as Logan lowered his body and the head of James' cock stretched the tight passage. James hands moved back to Logan's waist and helped the boy sit on his member with less pain. Once it was all inside, Logan moaned and didn't take long for him to adjust the large intrusion.
"Do it officer. Say the things you long to say." Logan teased and clenched around James' dick.
"Ngh… So fucking tight!" The policeman said and Logan kissed him as a reward. When they pulled apart, James still had some more dirty things to say. "Can I move?"
"Oh, no need to be so polite. C'mon, we both know you can be rougher." Logan's words made the lion inside James wake up and he gripped the smaller one's waist tightly and moved him up and down. James was in heaven and Logan couldn't help but feel the same.
"Shit! Fucking ride my dick!" That was music for Logan's ears. Corrupt a man with a perfect conduct was one of the Alligator's talents. "Gawd, I can't. This feels so wrong."
"Yes, you can. Damn it, boy. You're the best!" Logan groaned placing one of his hands on James' chest for support; and he used the other hand to pump his own cock. Both of them were reaching their climax after a few minutes.
"Shoot me officer. I've been a bad boy." Logan came on James chest and his inner muscles clenched around the cop's cock.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!' James couldn't hold anymore and came inside Logan. When he felt the last spurt of cum shoot out of his dick, it seemed like he'd lost all his might. "I can't believe I did that."
"You'll get over it. Here, drink this." Logan said handing him a glass of champagne. Without any suspect, James drank it. He was thirsty and needed something to relax. Well, at least the drink would make him get some rest. Within seconds, he felt his eyelids get heavier and heavier. "It's time for you to go back."
~BTR~
When he opened his eyes, James was in his apartment. He got up feeling an extremely painful headache. He walked over the bathroom with flashes of what happened coming to his mind. He truly wished it had been just a bad dream. He stood in front of the mirror and saw something on his chest. When he got a closer look, he realized it was the cigarette mark Logan printed on him.
"Oh no… What did I do?"
Yeah, it was a little dirty.
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