MALIK'S APARTMENT
The crack of dawn. 25 year old Malik (Laury) Jones lay awake in bed beside the 15 year old high school student he befriended (Louis Carter) as a NARC for the school system and the Drug Enforcement Division of the local police department. From the first day Malik entered the school, he and Louis hit it off as friends. Luckily for Malik, Louis knew a lot about the drugs passing through the halls. While he never admitted to Malik that he himself sold drugs, it was clear that Lou knew far too much than the average student.
Eventually as the friendship grew, Louis began to open up more. When Malik started complaining of money problems, Louis offered him a away to make some extra cash. He took Malik to a "Distributor's House", a drug house were they take young under-aged boys and girls and fit them with drugs to carry to various locations throughout North Philly. This is done because the police are less likely to suspect children as young as 9 to be hired drug runners. And if by chance they did, up and coming drug lord Tempest Williams devised a plan so if any of the children are stopped on the street and searched by police, they would never find the drugs on their bodies for he had the drugs packaged in small to med-sized steel ball containers and inserted within the girl's vaginas, and the boy's assholes.
This was just the kind of break Malik and the drug force was looking for. Unfortunately, after very reluctantly accepting the med-sized balls and taking them to the drug house Louis' cousin worked from, Malik was brutally raped by the drug dealers and tossed out on the street. This was totally unexpected, and he became afraid of divulging his findings to the Task Force as they would undoubtablly learn of his rape during the investigation. But as an officer of the law, Malik felt obligated to help get these dangerous drugs out of the classrooms. In a last ditch effort, Malik decided to confront Louis as a cop, and scare the teen into admitting to police just how and where these drugs were sold and distributed. However the plan back-fired when he had to shelter the boy at his apartment and have Precinct 23's Captain David L. McConnell pretend to be his father on short notice. Everything seemed to be going smoothly until 15 year old Louis somehow managed to seduce and convince the 25 year old undercover officer into allowing him to have sex with him. Malik surmised that he MUST have felt sorry for the boy to allow him to do such a thing, but Louis really confused him when he pointed out to Malik that he had a hardon while getting fucked by the drug dealers during his supposed "rape". And during the confusion, Louis moved in. Malik feels his stomach churn every time he thinks of how he willingly allowed himself to be fucked by a teenager. Getting raped and being forced to submit to drug dealers was one thing, but something like this could not only get him kicked off the force, it could also get him bought up on changes of child molestation. His career and his life would be over. Thank god Captain McConnell left right after dinner last night.
After a long sleepless night, Malik finally climbed out of bed, searching the covers for his underwear. He still had two hours before school, but he needed some time to himself away from the sleeping teen. He donned on his boxers, then quietly made his way out the door en-route to the bathroom to dump the 2 loads Louis put in him last night, -when he got the whiff of fresh coffee brewing in the kitchen. Curiously Malik walked into the living room, where he was shock to find Captain McConnell laying back on the sofa in his boxers, slippers, and a bathrobe, -reading the morning paper.
"Ah, good morning, son. Sleep well? Coffee's made." smiled McConnell, enjoying his role as father. Speechless, Malik went into the kitchen and poured himself a cup. He took a moment to take a deep breath before returning. "I've been meaning to tell you, nice apartment."
"Thank you, sir." said Malik, sitting in a chair across from the Capt. "uh, sir...may I ask why you're still here?"
"Well, son..." started McConnell, folding the paper as he sat up correctly on the sofa. "...after dinner and on the drive home last night, I got to thinking that it would be better if Louis saw a positive fatherly role figure instead of the abusive one he's used to. And a good father is home for his son when he awakes in the morning. Right? So I went home, got my bathrobe and slippers, then came back here and crashed in your room....or should I say, MY room? Makes sense, right?"
"uh, yes sir. I guess." mumbled Malik, wondering if McConnell heard him and Louis. He got nervous when McConnell leaned in closely.
"Did the boy reveal anything useful last night?" he whispered.
"uh...no, sir. Sorry. All he wanted to do was play those video games."
"Damn! I was afraid of that when I put those games in there, but isn't that what a teenager's room is supposed to look like?" hissed McConnell, angry with himself.
"Yes, I guess so." said Malik, trying to not stare at the Capt's well developed half naked body. For a man of 50, he was superbly fit with a wide chest speckled with fine black/gray hair, a flat stomach with a tight 6-pack, long muscular legs also speckled with fine hair, and a delicious beautiful lite carmel skin like complexion. Malik felt like a true kid sitting across from him, and was suddenly embarrassed of his own petite physique.
"And you're convinced this boy knows vital information about the drug distributors?" asked McConnell, snapping Malik back to reality.
"Yes, sir. I do."
"Okay. Keep on him a little while longer. But if he doesn't start giving us something soon, we're going to have to bring him in. You DO understand that, right Malik?"
"Yes sir." said Malik, knowing life would change for the boy if he was hauled down to the Precinct and interrogated by Enforcement Officers.
"Well, I know that you and Louis have gotten pretty close, but you can't forget your main objective. He isn't really your friend. He's a confused 15 year old kid who thinks he's befriended another 15 year old kid. You have to be sure not to take this friendship too seriously by getting caught up in it. It isn't real, it's just an illusion."
"I know that sir, this isn't my first assignment." said Malik, smiling nervously.
Captain McConnell sat up, eyeing the young officer suspiciously.
"I heard you last night, Malik." he said, flatly. Malik's eyes widened with fear.
"Sir...I...I can explain...!"
"Don't, officer. Just calm down, we don't want to wake the boy."
"Y...yes, sir..." said Malik, knowing his ass was in very HOT water now.
"You fucked up, Jones. Plain and simple." continued McConnell. "But there's still a way we can salvage this. We NEED whatever information you think that boy is holding, and we need it NOW. And Malik...it better be good, for your sake."
"Yes, sir."
"If we can get something good that will end in some big arrests and/or drug recovery...I'd be willing to turn a glass eye at what I heard going on in there last night. Provided the boy doesn't want to press child molestation charges against you after this is all over with." Malik lowered his head shamefully as he fell back in his chair. "How could let have let something like this happen, son? I thought you were smarter than this?"
"Sir...I know, sir. It's...a long story..." defended Malik, weakly.
McConnell scooted closer.
"You do know Malik, as good an officer as you are, I can't have a pedophile working as a Narc in the school system. I'm going to have to move you to another division in the Precinct." regretting McConnell.
"But...I'm not...!"
"I HEARD it, Malik! All of it!" yelled McConnell angrily, catching himself before going off on the deep end. "You fucked that boy up the ass, last night. You violated his rights and took advantage of his vulnerability. You KNEW how fragile he was, and you seduced him, thinking that I wasn't here!"
"No! No, sir! That's not how it happened!" responded Malik. "It was the other way around! HE seduced ME!"
"OH! I see." said McConnell, sitting upright as he looked the young officer over from head to toe. "So...HE fucked YOU?"
"Yes, sir!" admitted Malik. "It started in my sleep. When I woke up, he was already on me. Then when I rejected him, he started begging, saying how much he really needed me. I felt sorry for him....I...I guess I got too involved, like you said. I let him do it. But HE was the aggressor, sir. I've never come on to a child before in my life! You have to believe me! I'm no pedophile!" said Malik, sincerely.
"Okay, Jones..." responded McConnell, grabbing his coffee cup off the table as he sat back against the sofa in judgement. "You're dismissed. I have to think about this."
"Sir...?" started Malik as he stood.
"You're DISMISSED, Jones!" waved McConnell, looking annoyed. Malik quickly turned and began walking back towards the bathroom.
McConnell watched the man as he left. He didn't know if he could believe the officer's story or not. All he knew was how shocked he was to be awakened from a sound sleep to the moans and groans coming from the guest room. He quickly got out of Malik's bed and crept into the hall where he listened at the door. Indeed his hearing was correct. One of his officer's was fucking an under-aged youth, in his very presence. He recalled feeling how furious he was. He hated to admit that the only thing stopping him from busting in there and arresting officer Jones in the act right then and there, -was the case. But Jones' admission that it was the boy whom fucked HIM, was a horse of another color. Provided it was true, of course. Then McConnell noticed Malik's underwear stuck between his butt cheeks as he walked away. When Malik reached back to pull them out, McConnell noticed the huge wet stain along the crack of the material, and instantly knew that Malik's story was true. He chuckled to himself, amused by Malik's bad decisions. As he disappeared down the hall, Captain McConnell's big 9 and 1/2 inch dick began to rise in his shorts.
TEMPEST WILLIAMS
25 year old Tempest Williams sat in the back seat of his Black Lexus. His infamous temper seething as he awaited the arrival of his lackey. Councilmen Harvey Howard drove his mid sized Cadillac to the rendezvous. Nervously he got out of his car, alone. He looked around to make certain no one was around or had followed him here. He walked over to the Lexus. The windows were heavily tented. Tempest hit the door locks, allowing Howard entrance. Howard climbed into the back seat beside his tormentor.
"You're late." said Tempest, sitting impatiently with his infamous black cane with the gold curved dildo laying across his lap.
"I....I had to be sure I wasn't followed." stammered Howard, nervously.
"You got what I asked for?" asked Tempest, uninterested in the Councilmen's paranoia.
"I, I, I do!" said Howard, reaching into his brown leather briefcase to retrieve the information that the drug dealer needed. "It wasn't easy to get. A lot of eyebrows raised when I asked around for it."
Tempest snatched the folder away, unconcerned with the fat man's problems. He opened it, studying it silently. Howard waited in pure fear. He hated being this close to the sadistic killer. He still had nightmares about seeing a 6 foot tall, 250 lbs, black African Gorilla butt fuck an undercover cop to death. Sometimes he'd wake up in a cold sweat, memories of the man's screams as his asshole was ripped to shreds echoes through the councilmen's head. He often wondered if this would be his fate, once Tempest no more needed his service.
Tempest's eye narrowed as he focused in on the last name on his list of information.
"Terminator..." he mumbled.
He read further, finding Terminator's (aka Bruce Gardner) real name and address, as well as the name and addresses of the other officers involved in his brother's traffic stop and oral rape. He grit his teeth angrily as his mind already began to concoct a scheme to avenge his brother's defilement. Instantly his dick began to swell under the expensive fabric of his tailored suit. Tempest always got excited when he thought of chaos. Violence turned him on. Hearing someone beg and plead for life only fueled his desire to torture them more. The thoughts he had in stored for officer Gardner and his cop friends, had his big 9 and 1/2 inch curved dick busting out of his zipper. Harvey Howard tried to pretend not to see the throbbing in Tempest's crotch, but could no longer deny it when the drug dealer hooked him by the back of the head, and pressed his face down into his lap.
Howard knew what to do, he'd been forced into this position with Tempest so many times that he felt he knew the dealer's dick better than his own. He unzipped Tempest's trousers, causing his big penis to push out into the open. Howard hesitated for only a second, recoiling at the thought of taking the familiar prick back into his mouth again. But he knew much better than to refuse Tempest his blow job, so he quickly leaned forward and took the evil prick between his lips.
If Tempest felt Howard's mouth envelope his piece, he didn't show it, -not a sigh, not a groan, no indication whatsoever that he had the over weight black man's mouth wrapped snugly around his thick dick. Instead he focused in on his plan. A plan to get those fucking white boys where it counted. All he had to do was figure out how to hurt them, how to make them feel the same pain his brother felt, kneeling before them with a mouthful of cum dripping from his chin as he begged for his life at gun point. His dick pulsed with life in the councilmen's mouth. Harvey Howard was ducking timidly on the drug dealer's dick, afraid to bring too much unwanted attention to himself. He was content with sucking merely half of Tempest's 9 and 1/2 inches, and thought he was doing a pretty good job of it too, that is until he felt Tempest's hand bear down on the back of his neck, shoving his face down onto his upright totem pole.
"UUURRHHHHGGG!!" choked Howard, as Tempest's dick speared his throat, ripping through his throat muscles like a battering ram.
"That's how you suck a dick, mother fucker!" he yelled, mashing Howard's head in his lap.
The Councilmen's throat ballooned to make room for the plunging piece. He whined in pain as his throat was bruised. He gagged several times, waiting for Tempest to release his grip and allow him up. Tempest ground his rod around in the man's gullet for several minutes, enjoying the panic he sensed rising in him. He relaxed his grip, allowing Howard's head to rise halfway, before shoving it back down on his dick. He did this again, and again, and again, and again, until he heard felt Howard's throat close up around his shaft as he began to hack. Tempest's dick was throbbing hard, pulsing like a main artery as he was on the verge of cumming. He ground his meat around in Howard's throat one last time while he thought of his revenge scheme, and felt his balls tighten in their hairy sack. Howard hack, feeling himself start to vomit as Tempest's never let his dick leave his throat during the rough facial fuck. The food in his stomach hadn't yet digested, and was quickly on it's way back up from his stomach. Tempest came the instant he felt Howard's vomits surround his dick, casting it in a lake of body hot warm liquid which swirled and caressed his dick shaft and coaxed the cum straight up out of his balls.
"BBBLLLLUUUUUGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!" screamed Howard as his head was released at the same moment Tempest came at the same moment he threw up. The force of the eruption blew Howard backwards, right out of the door of the Lexus. He landed outside the car on his ass in hid suit, splashing down into a large puddle of dirty rain water. He coughed and choked, hack up vomit and cum. Most of it fell back down his throat during the confusion and impact. He blinked his teary eyes in disbelief, an icky mix of "cumit" drooling from his mouth and chin, splattering all over the front of his suit. He stared forward up into the black Lexus. All he could see at this early morning from the dark interior of the car, was the gold 9" dildo cane pointing down directly at him. He gulped what nasty fluids remained in his mouth as he peed his pants in fear. Just then, the Lexus tore off down the alley, the back door slamming shut in the process. Tempest repaid Howard's loyalty be mouth raping him, and leaving him in a dirty watery puddle of his own piss and vomit.
Howard stood up, looking down at the mess he made of himself. He'd have to go back home and shower and change before his meeting today with school officials. As he walked back to his car, he thought of the information he'd just supplied Tempest with. They were names and addresses of the 6 officers that tortured Tempest's brother Joe. Howard knew something of the corrupt cops in Philly, they were a force to be reckoned with. But Howard also know that Tempest was a madman with fear, and that was far more dangerous then and drug, gun, or badge. He took off his soiled suit jacket, to use as a seat mat to try to keep from ruining his car seat. As he started to drive away, he knew this was going to be one HOT summer, as the SHIT was just about to hit the fan!