Precinct Twenty-Three /pt-2 the ROOKIE and the TERMINATOR
Rookie officer Jake Valentine was on his first official "ride" with his new partner, senior officer Bruce Gardner. Gardner was a legend in the Philadelphia area. 20 years on the Force and in the field had helped award him the nick name; "the Terminator" amongst some of the street urchins he's arrested over the years. At 42, Caucasian, married with 2 teenaged children, Gardner was extremely fit for a man his age and worked out regularly. Officer Valentine was in awe when he was partnered up with him. Valentine was just 21, fresh out of police academy, and eager to make his mark in the community. He was what Gardner called "wet behind the ears", meaning he had a lot to learn about what it meant to be an officer. But luckily for Valentine, Gardner was a good teacher.
They drove through the streets of north Philly, through some of the most deprived neighborhoods. Street violence, gang turf, drive by shootings, drug trade, prosecution, -it was all in this little pocket of the world most african americans in the area called home. Gardner pointed out several useful tips to his partner, things to look out for which would help insure he lived to see another tomorrow. (Things such as; "beware everyone, with NO exceptions! always be aware of your surroundings! keep your eyes open! Stay alert! and never let your guard down!). It was a lot for the kid from the suburbs to take on in one day.
Midway through their shift (which consisted in aiding in stopping 2 street fights, directing traffic around a serious car accident, and helping the fire department by cornering off an intersection leading to a house fire) they were called to a domestic dispute. They put on their sirens and quickly sped through the streets until they arrived at the address given to them by a dispatcher. They ran up the front steps and knocked firmly on the door. Inside, they could hear a woman screaming for help. Officer Gardner broke down the front door, then the two officers ran in with their weapons drawn.
"POLICE!" yelled Gardner, securing the first room of the house.
"Help! Help, please! He's gonna kill me!!" screamed a woman's frantic voice. Gardner and Valentine ran upstairs towards the disturbance. They burst into the master bedroom to find a middle aged nude black man atop a young half naked black woman, he was holding her down, trying to get his giant waving erection between her flaring legs.
"POLICE!" yelled officer Gardner, pointing his gun at the man. "Get off of the woman, NOW!"
"Fuck that! This's MY bitch! I can FUCK HER any time I want!" yelled the man foaming at the mouth as he shoved his hips forth, jabbing his dick at her vagina. Officer Valentine had a clear view of the woman's exposed genitalia as the man tried to force himself in her.
"I'm warning you, release the woman now!" insisted Gardner.
"Get him off of me!!" screamed the woman, feeling his hardon slam into her in one shove. Valentine looked on in shock as he saw the black man's huge "cock" disappear into her vagina between the woman's spread legs.
"You got a good shot, Valentine?" asked Gardner, receiving no response from his wide eyed teen partner. "VALENTINE!" yelled Gardner, finally getting the boy's attention. "Do you have a clean shot?"
"Yes...yes, sir!" responded Valentine.
"Good, keep me covered!" said Gardner, sheathing his gun as he ran towards the bed at full speed. The man was in mid stroke inside his girlfriend, fucking her brutally hard when Gardner tackled the couple, the three of them falling off the other side of the bed in a heap of twisted bodies.
Officer Valentine didn't know what to do as he held the gun steady, while his older partner fought with the nude man. While in a struggle, the female managed to get free and run towards the young officer. Valentine saw the nude woman running towards him, her tits bouncing like water balloons as she got closer and closer. She wrapped her arms around his neck for protection, her breasts practically touching his face as she cried hysterically for the officers not to hurt him.
Gardner struggled with the 30 year old black male, whom seemed to have the strength of 2 men. High off adrenaline, it was like fighting a tiger as the two men grabbed, tugged, and punched at each other like gladiators. Officer Gardner finally got the upper hand when he managed to get on top, and bash the man's head into the floor boards, stunning him momentarily while he quickly restrained his hands behind his back using his handcuffs. Then he fell backwards onto his ass, exhausted from the fight, as he tried to catch his breath and wipe a trickle of blood from his bleeding lip.
He looked over into the doorway to see his young partner consoling the naked woman. He chuckled to himself as he noticed the rookie's eyes never once left the lady's breasts. He even had a hardon as he tried to keep her calm.
Officer Gardner picked the man up off the floor by his arms, then slammed him into a nearby chair. The black man was medium built, dark brown complexion, with a mild muscular tone, and a raging hardon which drooled an endless supply of pre-nectar, even as his head bobbed in and out of consciousness.
"You fucking bastard!" he hard the woman yell from across the room. Valentine still had his arms wrapped around her, securing her as she stared evilly into Gardner's eyes. "I SAW what you did to him! You didn't have to bash his head into the floor like that! That was unnecessary! That was POLICE BRUTALITY!!"
"Please ma'am, calm down!" insisted Valentine, keeping her from charging into the room.
Gardner didn't answer her, he simply smirked to himself, knowing this was how most domestic cases panned out. He know taking the man down to the station would do no good, as the woman would most likely never press charges.
Gardner looked the nude man over, then began to scan the room with his experienced eye. On top of the dresser, he saw a small plastic pouch, with traces of a white powdery substance inside. Gardner picked up the package, and studied it.
"He's been getting high?"
"You can't take that! That's illegal!" yelled the woman, clawing at Valentine's hands as he gripped her tighter.
"What is it? Cocaine?" asked Gardner, suspiciously.
"I don't know! You'd have to ask HIM!" said the woman, defiantly.
"Was he doing drugs before he hit you?" asked the officer.
"I don't know! You'd have to ask HIM!" responded the woman.
"Are YOU high too? Did you do the drugs with him?" asked Gardner.
"I don't know!" repeated the woman.
"I've never seen this particular branding before. Where did you get this package?" asked Gardner.
"I don't know! You'd have to..."
"Ask HIM! Yeah, I know!" finished Gardner, throwing the empty package back onto the dresser. He uncuffed the man, leaving him dazed in the chair as he walked right pass officer Valentine and the struggling naked woman, and started descending the steps down towards the front door. Officer Valentine's grip relaxed on the woman as he tried to decipher what his partner was up to.
"Take your fucking hands off me!" yelled the woman, twisting out of Valentine's grasp. "And get the fuck out of my house, you stinking PIG!"
Valentine looked confused as he slowly made his way towards the steps, then followed his partner out the front door. They returned to their cruiser, the lights still flashing as they made their way threw the nosey neighbors.
"Why didn't we arrest him?" asked Valentine, getting into the passenger's seat.
"The woman would never've pressed charges, and we'd've been in the squad room writing out paper work all night just to have her tell a judge we broke into their home and beat her poor pathetic boyfriend up!" sighed Gardner. "And I'm ready for a burger."
"But...what about the drugs?" asked Valentine, as Gardner cut the flashees and took off down the street to his favorite burger joint.
"There's a few things you learn to watch out for, once you've been on the force long enough." announced Gardner, as he and his partner walked away from "the Burger Joint" on the corner of Oxford and Reed with sandwiches and drinks in their hands. "Most domestic cases are dead weight. Unless the woman is brutally battered, bleeding, or damn near comatose, the chances are more likely that she'll drop the charges before you could even finish processing the perp! Particularly with the poor and minorities! Those class of women tend to love being beat by their spouses the most!" said Gardner, biting into his greasy ketchup and muster dripping burger.
"uh...isn't that a racist statement, Bruce?" asked Valentine, walking around to the passenger side of the police cruiser.
"When you've been a cop as long as I have, you realize a fact is a fact, regardless of if it's politically correct or not." said Gardner, sipping his fountain soda. "There's a reason why the prisons are filled with more minorities than whites. Blacks are animals. They're uncivilized. Most deal or used drugs, beat their women, and refuse to take care of their children. They kill each other over the stupidest things. And mexicans and ricans are even worse. All they do his beg, fuck, multiply, and dirty up the neighborhoods they live in. None of them are trust worthy, they'll slit your throat as sure as look at you. So we'll have to make sure we watch each other's backs whenever we're around them." warned Gardner. Valentine nodded his head, processing everything told to him tonight. He wasn't quite sure if his older partner was truly the experienced respected and knowledgeable officer he believed he was, or just another racist cop. The jury was still out on that. "Oh yeah, and ONE MORE fact you should remember..." smiled Gardner as he started the car and shifted the gears into drive. "...once you go black, you never go back." he laughed as he pulled off from the curb.
They drove for a few blocks, consuming their burgers and drinks as they kept an eagle eye open for possible trouble. Jake Valentine thought of Gardner's statement, and wondered if there was real merit to what he said. He watched the blacks as they walked about and interacted in the neighborhood they cruised. He focused in on the males more than the females, as black males were more likely to commit crimes. He saw two men gathered in conversation on a street corner, and wondered if they were drug dealers. He saw a young teen running down the street, and wondered if he'd just robbed someone. A car passed by them with four men inside, and he wondered if they had weapons. Jake had never felt this way about black people before. Was Gardner subliminally changing him? Causing him to feed on his own fears? Or were these people actually worth suspecting?
"Tell me something, Jake..." said Gardner, slurping out the final drops of his soda through his straw. "...you still a virgin?"
"A virgin?" snickered Valentine. "No." he answered, simply.
"When's the last time you got your cock sucked?" asked Gardner, bringing a look of shock from his partner. "Ever been with a black chick?"
"What's any of that got to do with this?" asked Valentine, embarrassed by the line of questions.
"Nothing." smirked Gardner, settling back in his seat comfortably. "I just happen to know a right fine black girl that sucks a mean cock. Thought you might be up for the challenge, is all." suggested Gardner. "I'll tell you son, you've never had your cock sucked until you've had a pair of fat nigger lips on it! Those people certainly know how to suck cock!"
Jake Valentine was disturbed by his partner's latest comments, but thought back to the last time he had his rod worked on anyway. It was with his girlfriend Kelley. She was very uptight when it came to sex, and never participated in anything too wild or strenuous. It took Jake a whole year just to get her to kiss his dick, let alone suck it. Then another six months before she would have sex with him. Even now over 2 years later, she still insist he uses a condom. Jake couldn't imagine feeling his dick submerged in some black girls oven mouth. The thought had his dick bending painfully in his briefs.
"So how bout it, son? Want to meet my girl? She's a real knock out!" taunted Gardner, turning down Snyder's Drive. He noticed the bulge in the boy's pants, and also saw the bulge when he held back the girl at the house.
"I have a girlfriend." answered Valentine. "I'm happily satisfied with her. Thanks."
"And I'm married, so what's your point?" asked Gardner. "I'm not asking you to leave your woman and marry the bitch! Just get your rocks off!"
Gardner slowed the cruiser down as Valentine started to notice several girls cruising the streets. They were clad dressed in high heels and mini skirts. That's when he suddenly realized that the girls were hookers. Gardner pulled the police cruiser up to one of them, a tall black blonde hair girl in a tight form fitting one piece with 4 inch stilettos.
"Peaches!" called Gardner, smiling like a cheshire-cat as the tall blonde turned and walked over to them.
"Bruce!" she called back, switching hard as she made her way over to the two men. She knelt down at door level on the driver's side, coming face to face with officer Gardner. "Where you been, sexy? Ain't seen you in a while."
"Been training the new guy." said Gardner, tilting his head towards his younger partner.
"Hi. You're cute. I'm Peaches!" said the woman, reaching her arm in the window pass officer Gardner as she gently shook Valentine's hand. The younger cop looked embarrassed as the hooker looked him over like a new brand of meat. "So...you looking for the usual?" asked the woman, returning her attention back to Gardner.
"You know it, darling. Actually, I've been ripe for your time since I got in this tin can." grinned Gardner.
"Usual place, 5 minutes." said the girl, standing up and walking across the street into a drive in alley. Officer Valentine watched the sultry woman sashay across the way, her fat round jigga girl booty bouncing all the way.
"This is the part of the initiation I guarantee you're gonna like, rookie." assured Gardner, pulling the cruiser into the alley behind the hooker.
"What are we doing here, Bruce?" asked Valentine, concerned that his new partner maybe about to do something illegal.
"What's it look like, kid? We're about to get our dicks sucked! What's the problem?"
"Are you serious?" asked Valentine, unable to believe his ears. "She's a HOOKER! And we're on duty, sir!"
"And? What your point, newbe?"
"I know I'm new on the force, sir...but isn't this illegal?"
"It's one of the fringe benefits of the job, rookie! We take shit from people all day! Ungrateful assholes who curse us for stopping their husbands from beating their asses! From hookers who scream at us from arresting their abusive pimps! From rape victims for not being within a scream's distance when they probably shouldn't've been walking alone unattended through dark allies in the first place! Not to mention the shit we take from City Hall, and the Mayor's office! And the media! And from every other crack pot that decides it's open season on cops! So forgive me, if I find a few minutes to myself when a pretty girl invites to suck my cock in the back of an alley! But I damn well believe I've earned it!" preached Gardner, unfastening his seat belt as he quickly got out of the cruiser.
Valentine watched his partner walk around the front of the car, then stroll midway down a side alley between buildings where the black chick was waiting. He saw the two people do a brief exchange of words, and then the hooker slid down to her knees. Officer Valentine turned his head to give the couple privacy after he watched the girl unzip his partner's uniform pants and fish out his erect cock. She formed her lips around the shaft, and bobbed her head back and forth as his dick disappeared down her throat.
"Shit!" sighed Valentine, hard up and frustrated as his growing cock bent painfully in his crotch. He thought back again to his girlfriend, thinking back to one of the last times he got a half way decent blow job from his woman. Funny, he couldn't think of one. Instead, he had to dust off his memory banks and go back to before he met her, to a time before he became a police officer. His dick sprung an instant erection.
Back in the alley, he could see the darkened silhouettes of the black hooker on her knees sucking off the white cop. He had a definite view of his cock moving back and forth in her mouth. Gardner was a tough guy, and grabbed the girl firmly by the head as he began to fuck her face with long hard thrusts. Valentine couldn't believe the girl could take such a hard fucking without gagging or throwing up, but then he realized that as a hooker she probably had a lifetime of experience taking cock.
Officer Valentine pretended not to watch as he saw Gardner's shadowed body start to tremble. He shoved his cock down the girl's throat, then held it there. He heard his partner gasp, then yell softly as he dumped what had to be a gallon of cop cum down into the girl's stomach. She bucked and bulked a few times, but managed to take the entire load down, draining the cop of every ounce of his seed. He turned his head for real this time, not wanting to get caught having watched his partner get blown. Soon, Gardner was getting back into the cruiser. Valentine noticed he looked a lot more relaxed.
"Your turn."
"Huh?"
"She's waiting for you. It's your turn." repeated Gardner.
"My turn for what?" asked Valentine.
"For a blow job, dummy! She's waiting to suck your dick!" blunted Gardner.
"I don't want a blow job." declined Valentine.
"You don't want a blow job?" asked Gardner, sounding astonished. "What man don't want a blow job?"
"I mean, I don't want one now. I'm on duty!" corrected Valentine.
Gardner laughed, shaking his head as if he couldn't believe his ears.
"You're gonna turn down a hot blow job, because you're on duty? What are you trying to do, earn you merit badge? This ain't the Boyscouts, kid! This is the police! We get shot at, cursed out, abused, accused, attacked, and belittled all the time! We're on the front line, everyday! We war against drugs, pimps, hookers, thieves, dealers, dopers, murders, rapists, and everything in between! You never know which day of the week will be your last! If you're gonna be a cop on this force, I suggest you come down off your high horse and start bending the rules a little!"
"But..."
"No buts! I saw how turned on you got when that naked girl grabbed hold of you at that house, earlier! I saw how you were looking at her cunt when her ole man started fucking her! You could barely hear my orders from concentrating on her so much!"
"What's that got to do with anything?"
Gardner reached over and placed his hand in his stunned partner's crotch, and squeezed his hardon.
"Hey!" yelled Valentine, grabbing Gardner's wrist. But Gardner held firm, getting a good feel of the young officer's cock.
"Well, for starters you wouldn't have to walk around trying to conceal THIS!" said the older officer, releasing his grip. Valentine squirmed in his seat, completely embarrassed by his own erection. "Your erection could've cost one of us our lives! You hesitated in action, staring at some naked woman's pussy when you should've had your mind on business!" argued Gardner. Valentine looked speechless. "No one would know, kid." whispered Gardner, being a bug in his ear. "Down that alley is a pretty girl on her knees waiting for you. All you have to do is get out of the car, walk over to her, and she'll do whatever you want her to!"
Valentine couldn't help looking down the alley. He saw the girl standing midway down the shaft, waiting impatiently with one hand on her hip as if she definitely had better stuff to do with her time.
"But we're officers of the law. The Academy said..."
"The Academy ain't here! It's just you, me, and her! Look, you're a MAN! What are you waiting for? Why walk around with your balls fully loaded when there's someone willing to relieve them?" reasoned Gardner. "Ever had your nutt swallowed?" asked Gardner. "She takes the loads! She loves swallowing cop cum!"
Valentine's cock could get no harder. With a mind of it's own, he opened the passenger side door of the cruiser, and nervously made his way down the alley. He looked back nervously a couple times, to make sure Gardner wasn't pulling a fast one. He felt as if he were on candid camera, he half expected camera crew to pop out at any minute.
"Hi." he said, trying to check his nerves at the door.
"Hi." said the girl. "It's about time you got here, I was beginning to think you changed your mind!"
"Changed my mind?"
"Yeh. Bruce told me to stay down here cause you wanted your dick sucked too." said the woman, falling to her knees. Valentine watched her fingers fumble with his fly until his 7 inch cock popped out.
"You're very pretty." he said, staring down at her through the moon light. Peaches looked up at him with her blue contacts, blushed, then swallowed his cock whole. Valentine gasped aloud as his dick was instantly submerged in warm wetness.
Peaches was an expert cock sucker. She'd been doing it since she was 12 years old in the school yard of her junior high. She soon got a reputation around her neighborhood, and was reduced into performing fellatio for all the older boys on the block. Now she's a successful prostitute, making more money in one night than her mother could in a week at her legitimate job. She sucked off successful men, sports figures, actors, doctors, lawyers, cops, pimps, drug dealers, whoever was willing to pay her fee. Of course the TERMINATOR and his friends always got freebees whenever they wanted, in return for favors. No one messed with officer Gardner and his merry men. No one who lived to tell about it anyway.
Officer Valentine leaned back against the brick wall for support. He closed his eyes in ecstasy as Peaches ran her full wet lips up and down the full length of his shaft. She sucked and swabbed the head, whirling it around in her sweet mouth as if it were trapped in a washing machine, then she'd plunge her head down into his crotch until he was once again buried in her throat. Valentine thought he died and went to heaven.
"Oh god, oh god..." he moaned, feeling his cock jump. Peaches felt it too, and sucked harder. Her head bobbed up and down the shaft as her tongue licked and slurped at the underbelly. Officer Valentine had a nice cock -she thought as she worked it good. She knew by his reactions that she'd be feasting on his juice at any minute. She'd sucked guys like him before, hundreds of times. Guys that thought themselves better than her until she wrapped her big brown lips around their dicks. THEN it was a different story. THEN it wasn't about her being a hooker, it was about how quickly she could make them cum and take their money and their hearts.
"Oh SHIT...!" shouted Valentine, losing control as his cock started to jump wildly. He'd never had his wood sucked so completely and thoroughly. He never wanted this feeling to end, when all too soon he started shooting gobs of cum into the girl's mouth.
Peaches pushed her lips into the cop's pubes, and took his entire spurting cock down into her throat. The hot cum poured into her like water pump. She accepted his gift, devouring any evidence of their meeting as officer Valentine slumped forward like a weakling. Peaches removed her mouth, swallowed, reached into her purse, and pulled out her makeup kit and mirror while Valentine recovered from his orgasm.
"Geez...wow...that was...wonderful...!" he smiled, looking down at her affectionately. He caught a fast glimpse of her through the moonlight as she licked her lips of the rest of his cum. "You're very beautiful." he said, surprising them both.
"Thanx honey. I aim to please!" said Peaches, climbing to her feet as he arranged her lipstick. She was taller than him. "Are we done here? I have to go."
"Oh, uh...yes. Yes, we are." answered Valentine, watching her leave as he tucked his cock and fixed his trousers. Peaches made a brief verbal exchange with Gardner, then walked briskly out of the alleyway, leaving the officers to themselves.
Valentine got back into the cruiser, feeling like a new man.
"So how was it?" asked Gardner, smiling broadly.
"It was the best damn blow job I've ever had!" smiled Valentine, grinning ear to ear as his balls felt emptied and drained for the first time in a long time.
"Good. So are you glad I talked you into getting one, now?" asked Gardner, popping the car's gears into drive.
"Oh definitely! In fact, I'm looking forward to a return visit!" said Valentine, enthusiastically. "I hope it doesn't take too long!" he laughed, jokingly.
"Glad to hear it. Guess the rumors are true then."
"What rumors?" asked Valentine, feeling relaxed for the first time since getting in the cruiser.
"That MEN give the best head!" answered Gardner with a smile.
"What do you mean?" asked Valentine, thoroughly confused.
"Peaches..." informed Valentine, as they drove down the street. "...she's a man! She's a female impersonator! A male prostitute!"
Officer Valentine felt his blood run cold!