Gay Cop Romance

by Sara Towers

  Contents

  TITLE

  GAY COP ROMANCE: EROTIC ROMANCE

  CONNECT

  GAY COP ROMANCE

  (Gay COP Erotic Romance)

  By

  Sara Towers

  Copyright (c) 2014. All Rights Reserved

  Intended for Adults 18+ due to explicit mature and sexual contents

  GAY COP ROMANCE

  "I can't believe that we have actually made it here," Clark Bellows said to his longtime friend, Mark Spears. "I never believed that we would actually make it into the police academy."

  "Yeah, this is truly a miracle, and especially for you. You've always wanted to be a cop," Mark said as he unpacked his suitcase, hanging his clothes in the closet.

  "I know right? I think the uniform is what had been driving me towards that," Clark said, moving through their shared room and peering into the bathroom.

  Everything about the academy seemed oddly male, but that was just fine with Clark. He had always loved being around men, and especially loved powerful men, probably one of the reasons that he had for joining the academy. His dad had been a boy in uniform before he became a detective, and Clark expected to follow in the same footsteps. Excitement coursed through him as he went to his bed and bounced on it, landing on his back like a kid. It was just after mid-day, and the new recruits were not really sure about the procedure.

  "I think it'll be lunchtime any minute soon, do you think they will sound bells or sirens like we see in movies?" Mark asked, rubbing his hand over his belly.

  "I'm not really sure, but the thing that I'm sure of is the fact that I am starving," Clark said, wondering within why he had not taken the time to eat a good breakfast before leaving home. He had been way too excited to put anything into his stomach, eager to get moving and begin a new era in his life. He had the good feeling that this was the life for him. Barely an adult, Clark was of average build, dark-haired with seaweed green eyes that seemed to attract quite a lot of attention from other people. He was one of those fun-loving people, but also a determined young man, always setting goals and targets and doing his best to meet them. He was an early bloomer who had even lost his virginity earlier, and he had no regrets about it. He had done his best to live his life to the fullest, enjoying every moment as it came, and living it in a way that he would never regret. Clark Bellows was a man who loved life and enjoyed each day as if it was his last.

  The door of the room suddenly swung open, and both Clark and Mark jumped onto their feet, standing at attention as an officer peered into the room.

  "Recruits, lunch will be in exactly ten minutes," the handsome man said to them as he looked them both over from head to toe as if studying them. "Do not be late."

  "Yes sir," Clark and Mark replied in unison, saluting the officer as he disappeared, shutting the door behind him.

  "Gosh, I'm not sure if I'm ever gonna get used to this yes sir thing," Mark said as they prepared to leave for lunch.

  "I actually find it kind of intriguing in a way," Clark said, finding himself thinking of the cop who had just left a little more than was comfortable for him.

  "You have always liked that sort of thing, and so I guess I understand you. There is one thing that I'm gonna really miss though, sex. How the hell are we gonna survive in this place without sex?" Mark said as they made their way out of the room and joined other recruits on their way to the cafeteria.

  "I guess we are just going to have to find out how others do it and follow their example," Clark smiled at him, but in his mind, he was wondering how the cop who had just informed them of lunch would look without his clothes on.

  In his clothes he already looked hot and handsome, but without them? He tried to force the dirty thoughts out of his mind as they joined the queue for food by the counter. If he was going to survive here, he was going to have to keep these dirty thoughts out of his mind. He spotted the cop again, and he was seated at one of the tables with some of the instructors that they had been introduced to earlier, and Clark felt his blood rushing through his body as he looked at the uniformed man. The police uniform made him so sexy, almost like it was fitted for him. How could a man be so insanely handsome and sexy like that cop? Clark had seen many good looking men in his life, but none of them had ever caught his attention like that cop seated at the head table.

  *****

  Nathan Lance knew that he had fallen for the recruit the moment that he first set his eyes on him. He had all of the qualities that Nathan looked for in a lover, and although he did not yet know him at all, Nathan had the feeling that they were going to get along very well once they got to know each other. Nathan already had another lover at the academy, where he happened to be one of the instructors in charge of the recruits, but seeing this new guy, he felt that maybe it was time for a change. There was just this enormous attraction that he could not quite explain that he felt for the guy, and the first time when he had seen him in the room he shared with the other recruit, he had even mentally removed his clothes and analyzed his body. Beneath the clothes that the recruit wore, Nathan could tell that there were strong masculine muscles that he wouldn't really mind running his hands over all day. His thoughts strayed to other things, and Nathan wondered how the recruit would actually look without his clothes on. What sort of cock did he have: thick, thin, long, short? There were so many things that Nathan wanted to know about this guy, and he knew that it was just a matter of time before he did find out.

  "Lieutenant, when are you taking the recruits to the field?" one of the other instructors, George, asked him as they made their way to their quarters after lunch.

  "As soon as I get changed into something suitable. Today is probably going to be one of their most difficult days and I feel really sorry for the ones with little resolve because my drill today will break them," Nathan said to George, reflecting on the run on which they were going.

  The run was a teambuilding exercise where the recruits were taken into the woods to perform a number of obstacle exercises and duties as teams. This enabled them to get to know the importance of teamwork, and the best teams usually emerged winners. Nathan would be with them the whole time, issuing instructions, although he would not be taking part in the duties themselves. He would just be evaluating the recruits and getting to know the sort of people he had on board at the academy. It was important because the successful ones would be here for the next two years.

  "At least you are gonna have something interesting to do, I have to sit in the office and work on some lousy paperwork. Hell, I'd rather go home and be with my wife right now," George sulked like he always did.

  "You have to find a way of enjoying what you do, sergeant, it is the only way that you will appreciate your work," Nathan said.

  "I guess you are right, lieutenant, I'll see you in the evening. I need to know how many women are in your group," the sergeant winked.

  "I doubt there will be any women," Nathan said as he left the sergeant and started walking to his room. Once inside, he peeled off his police jacket. He searched his closet for one of his training vests. They were an asset because the Texas sun was scorching down like it was the end of the world and wearing a closed shirt would be like suicide. That was one of the things that the recruits were to learn today, dressing for the occasion if one could, and persevering if one had no option. He kept his pants and boots, and as he made his way back into the living room, Frank, his lover and a senior recruit was just entering the house.

  "Hello honey," Nathan said to him as Frank came over to him and pecked him lightly on the lips. "What brings you around at this hour, don't you have training to do?"

  "Oh, don't tell me that you have forgotten, we had afternoon plans," Frank said, taking off his hat and brushing a loose lock away
from his face.

  "On shit, I completely forgot about that. The commander of the academy has put me in charge of the new recruits and I have to take them to the jungle for the normal drill, you know what I mean," Nathan realized that he had been so engrossed thinking about that new recruit, he had completely forgotten about Frank.

  "Do you have to go? Can't you come up with an excuse and ask someone else to do it for you," Frank said, pressing his body against Nathan's as his hand went down to Nathan's crotch and squeezed his dick, sending waves of excitement through his body.

  As Frank pressed his body into Nathan's, Nathan realized that Frank's cock was already rock hard in his pants, and on any other occasion, Nathan would have dropped to his knees, pulled it out of his pants and begun sucking on it, giving him a blowjob until he came. Today, however, was different; he really had to go with the recruits because he really wanted to get to know the new recruit he had ear marked. It was time for him to move on, and he was going to have to find a way to tell Frank once he was sure about the fate of his future.

  "Frank, I don't think I'll manage to get away with this one. All of the instructors are super busy today and I'm just going to have to do it," he said after a moment of pondering what to do. "Can I take a rain check?"

  "Sure it's okay, but you will have to make it up to me," he said as he pulled away from Nathan. "You're taking me out to dinner Saturday night."

  "Deal," Nathan said, gathering up his folder and glad that Frank was not in one of those insistent moods where he had to get what he wanted. "I'll get going, and I guess I'll see you tomorrow, that is if we get late and decide to pitch camp in the forest."

  He hugged Frank and then walked out of the door, making his way to the academy. He hummed along the way, the day promising to be one of the best in a long time. When he got to the field, the recruits were already standing there in two rows awaiting instructions from him.

  "Good morning recruits, I'm your instructor for the day, and you can all call me Lieutenant Nathan Lance. Are you all ready for the day's activities?" Nathan said as he began walking in front of the recruits and inspecting them.

  "Yes, lieutenant," the group shouted in unison.

  "Sir," Nathan corrected them.

  "Yes, lieutenant Lance, sir," the group said in unison again.

  "Good, now, I would like you all to give me 20 laps each around the field at the blow of the whistle," Nathan shouted at the group.

  "Yes, lieutenant Lance, sir," the group shouted and when he saluted them, they all saluted back and ran to the starting line of the track.

  As he blew the whistle, Nathan kept his eyes on the new recruit whose name he had come to find out was Clark Bellows. Clark had looked at him in such an intense way that had made Nathan's cock almost begin to get hard right there in front of the recruits. Whatever it was about the young man, Nathan could not quite seem to place it, but one thing that he was sure of was that he was going to try and find out the minute that they got to the woods. Nathan had already made up his mind that they would be camping out there and would be back at the academy tomorrow. He swallowed hard as he looked at Clark's tight ass as he jogged by, heading for his second lap.

  *****

  It had been a long day out in the middle of nowhere and yet the lieutenant did not seem to have any plans for making them stop any time soon. Clark was pretty exhausted but he was not complaining because Lieutenant Lance was not pushing them too hard, and stopped every now and then to let them rest. They were now doing something called a wheelbarrow race whereby they worked in pairs, carrying each other on a wheelbarrow through a stretch of muddy water. Clark had to put some effort into concentrating on the race since most of his thoughts had been on the lithe body of the lieutenant. He had taken off the vest that he had been wearing, and Clark had to admit that he had one heck of a body. His muscles were hard and defined, pure evidence that he worked out on a very regular basis, and he even spotted a six pack on his belly, something that many men would long to have.

  "Man, this is one heck of a round," Clark said to Mark as he pushed the wheelbarrow through the pool of muddy water.

  "Just a few more feet, Clark, we are almost there, and it looks like we are going to be the winners of this round. Hopefully, we will be pardoned from the next round of activities," Mark, who was seated on the wheelbarrow, said as he turned back to look at the pairs of other recruits behind them. Clark and Mark finally crossed the finish line, leading the rest of the recruits.

  "That was an excellent job, you guys did very well in one of the toughest challenges," Lieutenant Lance walked over to them, shaking both of their hands firmly. "You are free to go back to camp and clean up because you will not be taking part in any more challenges today. I am satisfied with your performance."

  "Thank you, sir," they said to him, and as he shook Clark's hand, Clark was sure that he felt a tremor of electricity passing between them, making him withdraw his hand quickly.

  This could not be. How could Lieutenant Nathan Lance have this sort of effect on him? Why did he feel the waves of electricity going all the way down to his crotch and stirring his cock to life, despite himself? Clark turned away from the Lieutenant quickly before he could notice the tent that was building in his muddy pants and tried to focus his mind on other things, unsuccessfully.

  "Excuse me, Lieutenant, I'll go and get cleaned up now," Clark said to the Lieutenant quickly before striding away in a hurry so that nobody could notice the strange reaction that his body was going through all because of a hot cop dressed in uniform.

  "What's the matter, Clark, you were sure in one big hurry to get away from the Lieutenant?" Mark asked as soon as they were out of earshot.

  "I think I'm just a little too worn out today, I hadn't really prepared myself for all this physical exercise," Clark said. "What I need right now is a good shower and a nap. I may go ahead and bathe in the stream instead of taking all this mud back to the bathroom."

  "Okay, this is something that is totally new to me, Clark Bellows actually saying that he is exhausted?" Mark patted his friend on the back. "How about I carry your water for you?"

  "Nah, it is okay, Mark, I actually want to bathe in the stream. Used to do that when I was a kid on camping trips."

  All that Clark could think about was getting a release. There was something that was madly arousing about Lieutenant Lance that just got his blood boiling in a way that he could not understand, and what he needed right now was to find a secluded part of the river where he could wank in peace without the interference of other recruits. He walked into the tent that he had set up earlier and got some clean clothes out of his backpack. Taking a towel and his toiletries, he strode out of the tent and headed down towards the river, which was almost 500 meters from the camp. He moved quickly through the trees until he got to the edge of the water, then he began going down stream, looking for a suitable place to bath and masturbate, and hoping that there were no wild animals in the water. By the time that he found a secluded spot, his cock was a raging hard on. He removed his muddy clothes and dipped them into the water, washing them clean before hanging them on the bushes to dry out and wading into the water. His dick was as hard as a rock the whole time as he soaped himself and bathed, and by the time he was done, he decided that it was now time for him to make himself come.

  He waded out of the water and sat on a rock by the water. Soaping up his hands, he wrapped his fingers around his cock and began jerking it up and down, closing his eyes and getting lost in an erotic world of his own.

  *****

  "Parker, could you please take over for a while, I'm feeling all stuffy and need to freshen up a little," Nathan said to his assistant, looking for the chance to go after Clark.

  "Sure, you must be tired, you have been at it the whole time. Go ahead and take the break, you need it," Parker replied.

  Nathan made his way back to the camp site, and all along, he wondered how he was going to make it happen with Clark. He looked around the camp but
it seemed pretty deserted with just empty tents. He went over to the area that had been set out as the bathing area, but when he got there, Mark was alone bathing from a bucket.

  "You guys really pressed it hard," he said, surprising Mark, who stood to attention immediately.

  "We did what we had to do, sir," Mark smiled at him, looking like he was uncomfortable to be naked infront of Nathan as Nathan checked out his naked body. Not bad at all, and Mark had a very impressive cock despite the fact that it was soft.

  "At that rate, you are gonna get very far. Where is your friend, or has he already taken a bath?" he said to Mark, who was busy soaping up his body.

  "Not yet, he said that he wanted to bathe in the stream. I guess the bucket of water wasn't going to cut if for him," Mark laughed uneasily.

  "Pretty wise, that is what I usually do too. You should try it out sometime," Nathan said to Mark as he turned on his heel. "I guess I'll see you at dinner."

  "Yes, sir."

  Rushing to his tent to get his bathing gear, Nathan quickly set off for the river, wondering which part of the river Clark was - downstream or upstream. He followed the path that led down to the river, his ears alert for any sounds, although all he could hear were birds chirping and the water flowing. When he got to the stream he checked the water to see if the water was dirty or foamy and seeing that it was clean and undisturbed, Nathan decided that Clark had probably gone downstream. He headed downstream quietly, hoping to get Clark by surprise. Who knows, maybe he would still have that hard on that he had tried so desperately to hide back at the training site. He had been walking for a couple hundred meters when he came across a grassy clearing, a place that looked somewhat like paradise here in the middle of the Texan desert, and there by the river was Clark.

  He was stark naked and lying on his back on the grass, and his soapy hands were busy jerking his erection up and down in the most arousing way. Nathan was instantly turned on, his dick rising as he stood there with his eyes transfixed on the episode before him. Clark had his eyes closed and had no idea that he had company as he jerked his cock with one hand, while he massaged his balls with his other. Nathan swallowed hard and then instinctively began walking towards Clark as he removed his clothes. By the time that he got to the riverside, the only things that he had on were his boots. He crouched next to Clark as he sized up Clark's cock, long, slender and delicious looking. Nathan could already imagine how it would feel inside his mouth as he reached out his hand to touch it.