Carth Cops

Kit and Buddy were walking down the hall. Buddy had his arm thrown over Kit’s shoulders.

"I thought you liked him. I know when he first transferred here that you want to fuck him, badly." Buddy teased.

"I did. But I wanted to give him time to get used to being a Cartha cop. Then he developed that attitude and he really doesn’t seem to like you and that really isn’t something I want to deal with. Also he got that bitch as a partner and she really turns me off. So I just leave him alone." Kit explained.

"But you still like him and if he wasn’t such a little prick with a big attitude then you would go after him, wouldn’t you?" Buddy grinned.

"In a heartbeat." Kit said. "And where did you hear that about him? I have heard others refer to him as that." She asked.

"Jace and Benny started it." Buddy confessed as he opened the door to the locker room and allowed Kit to enter first.

"I’ve seen his cock. It ain’t little." Kit said as the door closed and Buddy laughed.

Trace looked around the corner and watched the door to the Cartha locker room close. Trace had heard all sorts of stories about the Cartha locker room. It was off limits to all that weren’t active Cartha cops. He was a Cartha cop but he worked in the computer room and only rarely went out on cases. His intensity barely registered on the chart, so he was told to stay out of there. But he wanted to see what was so special about it. Rumors of beautiful tiles and gold pipes and glittering facets. He had made a bet with one of his co-workers and he had to see all of it and tell them what he saw. Steeling himself, he walked across the hall and pushed open the door.

Inside it looked like a regular locker room. Rows of plain colored lockers and benches between them. Realizing that wearing his clothes in there would look suspicious, Trace removed his clothes and put them in an empty locker. He wrapped a towel around his waist and went further into the room. Coming around the last row of lockers, he stopped in shock. There were about six men in there in various states of undress but what had surprised him was that Kit, the only active female Cartha cop, was sitting next to her partner wearing nothing at all. They were talking as casually as if everyone had been fully dressed. Tearing his eyes from the beautiful woman, he walked father in and looked around. So far there was nothing to see. None of the frills and glimmering he had expected. It was a normal locker room. The showers were open and just as plain as the ones any place else he had seen. He headed to the shower area, just to make sure that there wasn’t something that he hadn’t seen.

As he got there, a naked man emerged from the shower and as soon as he saw Kit, his huge cock hardened and a thunderstorm crossed his face. Trace thought he heard a muttered, ‘I’ll show her a little prick." Trace was then grabbed and pushed so he was bent over a towel bin and his towel was whipped away as his head was shoved into it. Trace let out a scream of pain as something huge was shoved into his ass. In pain and still trying to get away from whoever held him, Trace realized that the man was fucking his ass. Trace begged for him to stop and that he was hurting him and to let him go but the man just ignored him as he gave painful thrust after painful thrust into Trace’s ass. Trace struggled and cried but couldn’t get away from the inhumanly strong man. It seemed like forever had gone by before the man stiffened and Trace felt his insides being coated with the man’s cum.

The man pulled out of him and headed back to the shower to clean his cock. Trace stood in shock and stared at all of the people who had just watched him get raped. None of them had done a thing to stop the man or to help him while he was being raped. WHY? Some had even commented on his fucking style and wondered if they could take him as well. He turned in horror and ran to the locker where his clothes were. The last thing he heard before he got to the door was Kit’s voice.

"Geeze Colt, you could of at least given him a reach around. You selfish bastard."

Everyone was laughing when the door closed.

He would get that son of a bitch. He would make Colt pay for what he did.

The End