Officer Colson Part 04

Andrew hopped into Colson’s old beat up pickup truck. The police officer hadn’t realized that Andrew hadn’t even driven to the old pizza shop. It wasn’t too large of a town but that didn’t mean most things were still in walking distance. However, even though he really wanted to talk, he didn’t know how to start the conversation off. The only sound between them was the sputter of his engine while they drove off into the night.

“So what do you want to know?” Andrew finally asked. The silence had gotten to be too much for him.

“Jesus man,” Colson sounded exasperated, “I don’t know. I don’t even know where to start. So I’ve got this magical demon inside me that causes other people to change but it was actually supposed to go to you but since I saved you I now have to have it?”

“Pretty much.”

“Pretty much!? How is this okay! How are you able to sit there and act like this is normal? This isn’t normal!” Colson raised his voice. He was starting to get agitated again. Hair grew out on his hands as he gripped the steering wheel ever so tightly.

“I don’t really know what you mean…” Andrew replied. “I mean if it wasn’t going to happen to you it was going to happen to me. I was the original target. So why should I worry?”

“I don’t know! Fuck! I don’t know… It’s just,” Colson paused. He wasn’t sure what he wanted to say right now. Thoughts were running through his head and all he could think about was the pizza shop again. Or Harry in the jail cell. Or who else he might have changed. He felt himself getting hard again over the thoughts. They were so hot. So ready to get down and pleasure his hard cock. “Fuck!” he shouted again pulling the old truck to the side of the dirt road. The dust settled around them as they sat in silence again. “This isn’t right!”

“What isn’t right?”

“This!” he shouted again pushing his forearms out watching them grow muscle again. They were thicker and built stronger than even working man’s arms. He could feel his biceps starting to grow tight in his workout clothes, straining his sleeves over a thick muscle. Hair was rapidly moving up from his hands to his arms. But most of all he was still horny. The bulge in his shorts just wouldn’t go down. Colson was purposefully averting his eyes because he just felt too embarrassed to admit how horny it truly made him.

Andrew still didn’t seem too disturbed by it. He didn’t care. It was odd watching him just be so calm about it. “Blood moons are kind of rare,” he finally said. “And babies being born during their apex is even rarer.”

“What?” the strange sentence sent Colson back. The anger softened as he watched Andrew stare peacefully stare out the window. Even his mood changed with it.

“I get it. It’s a burden to bear. But I guess you were able to hide it away. I wasn’t so lucky. When I was growing up the magicians took me away and told me what I’d become. A monster to be controlled. It was banished a long time ago because no one could control it. It was said to have loved men far too much to ever allow a society to function properly and a group took over, sent him to Hell and he turned into an even worse demon. I was supposed to change the world. And then you come here and screw everything up.” A faint smile curves his mouth upwards. “Pretty funny right? I was supposed to be there, finally able to make the people around me happy and then you come in and screw everything up.”

Colson leaned back into the driver’s seat. “The blood moon?” he asked.

“Yep. Supposedly in dark magic it has all kinds of magical properties. Doesn’t come out very often but when born under one, it’s supposed to make the person incredibly powerful. But if a witch were to plan to have a child under one both the child and witch will die in the child birth, if the baby is delivered underneath it. So the only way for it to happen is by sheer chance that some normal person is able to do it. And then teach them as they grow up.”

The monologue didn’t seem to make much sense to Colson. He wasn’t sure what all he was supposed to think about this. He’d never thought about blood moons other than jokes farmers would say about their wives. “So I was born under one too?”

“I guess,” Andrew shrugged. “Otherwise it wouldn’t have taken.” He seemed to have shifted in his seat uncomfortably as he said it.

Colson stared blankly for a few seconds realizing his fate. Thinking about what was supposed to be Andrew’s. He shifted uncomfortably as well. But it was more because he couldn’t quite get his dick off his leg. Seeing the moonlight pass through the windshield onto Andrew’s soft face made it hard for him to think about anything else. He found himself staring, unblinking at the college freshman.

“What?” he smiled; noticing the stare.

“Nothing,” Colson lied. His hand went behind his head as he tried to pretend he wasn’t feeling anything. “We should probably get going…”

“Should we?” Andrew unbuckled his seatbelt and crawled onto the seat in the cab. His small body easily fit in between the seats and the dash. He raised his fingers underneath Colson’s strong jawline. “Are you sure,” he whispered. His voice was slow but controlled. Almost taunting Colson as he held his mouth open on each syllable expecting something.

On instinct, Colson knew what it was. He tried to fight off the urges again but found the soft lips in front of him too hard to resist. He leaned into the kiss. Tongues went over each other as he felt Andrew start feeling up his muscular body even more. All the years in the gym had given him a strong body but right now he felt so weak. Feeling the small guy hold him down so easily with just a whip of his tongue.

Colson started to take over. He didn’t like Andrew controlling the pace. Clicking the seatbelt off his waist he was given a bit more room to move around in. He felt a little freer. Freer to move around. He pushed Andrew back. There wasn’t much resistance as Andrew fell back onto his ass with his legs spread open towards Colson. “Feeling frisky?” Andrew mocked as the officer took a second to reposition himself. However it was still pretty hard for Colson to move in it.

“Fuck,” Colson groaned as he shifted his weight a little more. It took him a good few seconds to get himself into a kneeling position on the old worn leather seats where he looked down onto Andrew’s awaiting body. The boy had sprawled out, pushing his pants down his legs and hand gently placed on his belly. “Fuck,” Colson cursed again. This time with a smile as he went down on the other guy.

Andrew smiled up at him as he lowered himself down onto him for another long kiss. He could feel the officer getting more into it. More comfortable with the situation. His meaty hands pulled down his pants revealing his large cock. Slowly he started to work himself over the other man. Slow thrusts on top of his body letting Andrew feel every bit of his musculature. Feeling his strong body as he was held down against the seat. Colson’s mouth bit at the side of Andrew’s neck causing him to let out a deep satisfied moan.

All the while the magic of the demon spread out around them. Changing the small beat up pickup truck into a brand new extra-large one designed to carry far heavier materials. The rusted chipped paint turned into a smooth coat that hadn’t even gotten dirt on it yet. The small area in the cabin grew enough to where Colson’s broad shoulders could fit better. He didn’t have to try to scrunch himself down to fit himself on top of Andrew.

Soft leather ran against Andrew’s back as Colson pushed more of his weight down. He lifted the small man’s legs up allowing his dick better access. The large rod pushed against the smaller man’s hole. Andrew let out an even louder moan. His fingers gripped Colson’s strong bicep. Even as he pressed with all his might, Colson’s bicep didn’t falter. The strength built in that single muscle was more than Andrew could produce with his entire body. As Colson pressed even harder he felt Andrew trying to ease the pleasurable pain. He could see the young man’s dick throb with excitement as each inch pushed deeper inside him.

Words finally escaped Andrew as he just called out for, “more.” Colson eagerly replied as he felt his dick expand into his anus. Andrew’s back arched and he felt himself so close. The feeling was too much. He couldn’t hold on any longer as Colson’s body rubbed up against his. Each thrust was another shock to his system while each kiss brought him right back down to reality. A grunt finally escaped Andrew’s lungs and he felt his dick pulse with the new sensation. Cum shot all over as he felt the sensation wash over him.

Seeing Andrew’s body react so joyously at the sensation sent Colson over. His own dick throbbed and shot into the other man’s ass. His body thrust at each new throb and feeling that tight ass clench and release around his dick made him fall over in pleasure.

“See?” Andrew smiled as he caressed the other man’s cheek. “It’s not all bad…”

Colson’s tired face drifted into a smiled. “Guess not…” The two sat in the brand new truck. It was large enough so the two could lie comfortably on the seat but small enough to where there was no way to lie there without snuggling. Colson’s large arm draped over the front of Andrew’s body holding him softly in embrace. He’d never done something like this before. He’d never laid with another man and felt so much compassion for him. What surprised him most was how much he enjoyed running his hand up and down the smooth skin as he watched Andrew try not to drift off to sleep.

But the serene silence couldn’t last forever as the cheesy ringtone of his phone started to go off. “Shit… Sorry…” he apologized as he pulled it out of the pocket of his shorts that were currently around his feet. “Hello?” he asked as he slide the green phone over.

“Hey there boy! Didn’t think I’d get you to actually pick up. Thought it’d go to voicemail cause you must be on some hot date.” It was Lieutenant McMahon.

“Sort of…” Colson said as he watched Andrew’s face try not to laugh at the sudden interruption.

“Oh well shit! Sorry son. It’s just my wife see. Says she really wants to cook you dinner tomorrow night, and well Hell just thought you might wanna come over,” the Lieutenant said.

“Sure,” Colson replied. “But do you mind if I bring a plus one?”

There was silence on the phone. “A-A plus one?!” he was overly excited for some reason. “Betty, he wants to bring over someone with him. Is that alright?” the lieutenant was whispering loudly to his wife not realizing the conversation could be heard loud and clear. “YEAHAW!” the lieutenant shouted. Colson pulled the phone away from his ear but could still clearly hear the one side of the conversation. “Absolutely boy! I can’t wait to meet ‘em! Dinner’s round 6:30 and Betty’s gonna make some pie! Make sure you and you’re little toy bring some big stomachs cause we gon have more than enough!”

“Okay,” he let out a light laugh. “We’ll see you then.”