Focused 5

Matt’s mind had been sluggish all morning, but he quickly realized the comment was an odd one since Ethan was straight. “Since when do you…”

Ethan cut him off, anticipating the question, “It was just a general comment.”

Matt was about to debate that, but Ethan spoke again, “He’s coming this way.”

“Hi Matt,” the hot officer greeted, “I’m Officer Flick.” Officer Flick had a chiseled, built body, brown eyes, and short, messy hair, highlighted blond at the tips. “Do you know this male?”

The officer held up a plastic bag with a Driver’s License inside. “Yeah,” Matt gasped, “Ben’s a friend of mine.”

“I see,” Officer Flick said, “we found this next to the body. Did Ben ever say anything threatening about Jimmy?”

“Well,” Matt admitted, “he did say something about wanting to pound Jimmy into a coma once…but he isn’t the kind of person that would actually do it.”

“I see,” Officer Flick commented, before turning towards one of the other officers and ordering, “Pick this kid up.”

“Let’s get you out of here,” Ethan said, realizing Ben’s possible involvement would only make things harder on Matt.

***

Ethan walked across campus, picking up the pace. With Sarah out of town he felt horny. With what Matt was going through he felt depressed. On top of that, he was having trouble getting the blond haired officer out of his mind…and as fate would have it…

“Ethan,” an approaching voice acknowledged, “Hi, I’m Officer Flick from this morning.”

“Hey,” Ethan said, stopping, “what’s up?”

“I was hoping to ask you some follow-up questions,” the officer continued, his bright blue eyes studying Ethan, “where are you heading?”

“Back to my dorm.”

“I could follow you, if you’re comfortable answering some questions there.”

“Sure,” Ethan agreed.

***

At the very same moment, Nick was walking back to his apartment on the other side of campus. Nick had went to class even after hearing the news. He didn’t know what else to do. With Jimmy gone, Nick didn’t have anyone to talk to…or be close to. Matt was the only other person that knew Nick was bi. 

Nick moved sluggishly, his solid muscles barely moving he watched the sidewalk directly in front of him. Then he heard a familiar voice in front of him.

“Hey,” the voice said softly.

Nick looked up to see Matt standing just a few feet in front of him. “How’s it going,” Nick responded after a long pause.

“Okay, I’ve been better,” Matt answered, “how are you?”

“Okay, I guess,” Nick said, “it hasn’t sunk in yet.”

“Hey, I was thinking we should get together and talk sometime,” Matt suggested.

“Yeah, that sounds cool,” Nick confirmed, needing someone to turn to.

“What about if I come over to your apartment,” Matt offered, “tomorrow night.”

“Sounds good,” Nick agreed.

***

“Matt said that he and Ben had been sleeping together and that Ben stormed out of the room last night,” Officer Flick recapped to Ethan, “it sounds like Ben had plenty of motive to kill Jimmy.”

“Okay,” Ethan sat directly across from the officer. Both of their eyes studied the other…but for different reasons.

“The thing is,” Officer Flick continued after a pause, “I don’t think Ben did it. It’s too neat, too easy.”

“So who do you think did it?” Ethan asked.

“After Ben left,” the officer continued, looking down at his notes, “Matt claims he went to take to his RA about paying tuition and then went to bed. Can you confirm his story?”

“No,” Ethan explained, “I was out of town; I just got back this morning. You think Matt did it?”

“No, the RA confirmed his story. Just following up some leads. Can you prove you were out of town?” the officer continued with some questions, but Ethan’s mind wondered. The police uniform wasn’t the most flattering piece of clothing, but Ethan could tell the officer was in good shape. Probably in his late 20’s, his hard face and streaked hair made Ethan want to be adventurous.

Officer Flick closed his notebook. He seemed satisfied with the list of names Ethan had given him to prove he was out of town that night. 

“Find anything interesting at the crime scene?” Ethan asked, intrigued.

The officer slowly made eye contact, “That’s all confidential.”

Ethan smiled, “what the hell?” he thought to himself.

“Yeah, well,” Ethan started, “spending the night with my girlfriend didn’t help anything.”

Officer Flick made eye contact again, trying to get a read of where Ethan was going with this.

“We didn’t sleep together,” Ethan was saying, “she’s still depressed about her aunt dying. So I’m just super horny.”

“I see,” Officer Flick said, leaning back in his chair.

“Yeah, I remember Matt telling me once how great it felt to get fucked,” Ethan took a breath, “I can’t help but wonder.”

Ethan walked over to Flick and squatted down in between his open legs. Officer Flick didn’t flinch, as Ethan rubbed his hand over the officer’s crotch. Flick reached down and unzipped his black slack, pushing his soft penis out.

Ethan’s hand pumped up and down Flick’s growing cock. Flick watched, as his breathing picked up pace, as his cock hardened in Ethan’s college fist.

“Wanna suck it?” Flick asked, eyeing Ethan’s smooth lips.

“Of course not,” Ethan quietly responded, to Flick’s surprise, “that’s for fags.”

“I thought you couldn’t help but wonder?” 

“Just wondering doesn’t make someone gay, but sucking or fucking,” Ethan’s voice lowered, “under their own free will, does.”

Flick smiled, and then turned his face stern, “Suck it, or I’ll find something to arrest you for.”

In complete seriousness, Ethan responded, “Yes, sir.” 

Ethan’s lips slowly closed around Flick’s cock head. His cock was thick and a good eight inches. Ethan’s lips rode up and down about five inches of Flick’s meat. Flick slowly pumped his hips forcing in another inch. “Ohhh, yeah,” he moaned.

Flick’s shaft glistened in the light, from a light layer of Ethan’s salvia. Ethan was starting to get the hang of it, as he moved faster down Flick’s pole.

Flick grabbed the hair on the back of Ethan’s head and pulled him up. “Got any lube,” Flick asked, ready to take control. 

“Yeah,” Ethan answered, as he reached under his bed, pulling out a box. Ethan opened the box and pulled out a tube of lube before shoving it back it back under his bed. Ethan turned to see that Flick had already taken off his shirt, pants, and briefs, leaving him completely nude. And what a sight it was. Ethan could only stare at Flick’s perfectly sculpted body; from his rock hard cock, to his chiseled abs, to his bulging arms, to his soft blue eyes, Ethan had to remind himself to breath. 

Flick grabbed the lube from Ethan’s hand. “Strip,” he ordered. Ethan threw off his clothes without taking his eyes off of the hunk in front of him. Ethan slowly pulled down his boxers, giving Flick his first look at the student’s hard seven inch rod.

Flick ran a hand full of lube over his stiff cock and grabbed Ethan, swinging his body around. Flick wrapped his bulging arms around Ethan and bent him over just enough to push his cock head against Ethan’s tight, pink hole.

“Oh Fuck!” Ethan yelled, as Flick invaded his hole. Flick forced his cock, inch by inch, into Ethan’s virgin ass. 

“Yeah,” Flick grunted, “take my cock!” Flick slowly forced his cock in until his trimmed pubs tickled Ethan’s ass. Then Flick pulled out to his cock head, and slammed his shaft back inside.

“FUCK!” Ethan cried, as Flick began hammering his manhood deep inside Ethan’s twink body. Ethan felt his legs buckle under the intense pleasure and pain, luckily Flick’s arms held him solidly in place. “Oh, Fuck!”

Flick started moving Ethan a few feet towards a desk directly ahead. All while, keeping up his intense fucking speed. Flick loosened his grip and Ethan flopped down, his chest hitting the desk below, as Flick continued the pounding. 

Flick’s solid eight inches slid in and out of Ethan’s ass. Ethan moaned with every pump, barely able to tell the difference between the pain and pleasure he was experiencing. Flick’s hand wrapped around and grabbed Ethan’s leaking cock.

“Ohhhh, fuck yes, ohhh, yes, yes, yes,” Ethan moaned, as Flick fucked his ass and jacked his cock. Flick pounded his cock deep inside Ethan for another few minutes, until he was completely exhausted…

Flick dropped down onto Ethan’s bed, laying on his back, as Ethan squatted over top of him. Facing Flick, Ethan slid his ass down Flick’s hard pole, his own hard-on rested just above Flick’s stomach.

“Fuck,” Ethan grunted as he pushed his ass down to Flick’s pubs. 

“Ride my cock,” Flick moaned, loudly. But Ethan didn’t budge, he was pressing down hard, stopping Flick from even moving his hips.

“Find anything interested at the crime scene?” Ethan asked, in the same intrigued voice.

“Huh?” Flick locked eyes with Ethan trying to tell if he was serious. He was. “Fine,” Flick started, “we found scratches from long finger nails with nail polish. And his hand had been washed, we think post-mortem. It had some type of ink on it.”

“Nail polish,” Ethan commented, “so a girl was involved. But Ben’s the prime suspect?”

“He’s the only suspect. I don’t think he did it, but I’m alone on that,” Flick responded, “Now fuck me, you bitch.”

Ethan pumped his ass up and down Flick’s rocket, moving faster with every pump. Ethan tugged at his own manhood as he rode the officer’s log. 

“OH, OH, Fuck,” Ethan yelled, as he felt his cum about to fire. Flick turned his head to the right, just in time to miss the first bullet from Ethan’s cock, which shot way past his head. The second shot hit Flick’s cheek, with the rest of Ethan’s load spraying over Flick’s perfect chest. 

As Ethan nutted, his ass clinched Flick’s cock tighter than ever, sending Flick to the edge, “I’m gonna cum!”

Ethan pulled his ass off of Flick and watched as Flicked jerked his load out onto his chest, nipples, and stomach. His thick, creamy load ran down his chest. 

“Fuck yeah,” Flick moaned as he finished.

***

Matt stepped into Nick’s apartment. Nick sat down on the sofa, as Matt sat beside him.

“I still can’t believe it,” Nick said after a silence.

“I know,” Matt responded, “It’s tough. You must be pretty horny.”

Nick looked up, “I’m not thinking about sex. My friend just died.”

“I know,” Matt said, “we don’t have to rush things.”

Nick sat up straight, “Listen,” he began. “I know we had a good thing. But things have changed. If you want to be friends then that’s great, but I don’t want anything more. Not now, not ever. I want to find a girl that I can trust and that can trust me. So anything we once had is gone. Understand?”

Nick spoke with just strength and conviction, Matt had no choice but to nod.