Adam:
I sat in my patrol car next to Mike, driving aimlessly. It was a quiet day, and there wasn't anything requiring our assistance, and I welcomed it. It was Wednesday afternoon, and all my focus went to the date with Josh. It was still a couple hours away, and I was a nervous wreck. I hadn't gone on a date with anyone in years, and it was Josh, he was my friend, and I knew him well, but still my heart was pounding thinking about it, as I was waiting impatiently counting the minutes till it was time to end my shift.
Mike could tell I was nervous, but he didn't say anything. There are so many things I want to talk to Mike about, but I know he won't talk to me. I don't know what to do with Mike. We still talk, he is my partner, and I consider him my closest friend in the force, but I can tell he is keeping his distance. It isn't the same as before, he didn't try to avoid me, but he acted almost like a different person, there was no small talk, no joking around, it was all work. At first I thought it was about the blowjob. Everything changed after that. I thought he was having second thoughts, but I mean what I said. I even offered to trade blowjobs once, but he rejected my offer. I honestly don't know what to do, I just hope he will talk to me about it, just tell me what to do...
"Hey...can we talk?" I turned my head to Mike, and asked.
"Talk about what?"
"I...I just feel like we haven't talked in a while."
"We work together. We talk all the time. I literally just talked to you like half an hour ago."
"But that's work!" I raise my voice, "We used to talk about anything, now we sit in silence all the time."
Mike remained silent, avoiding eye contact with me. It took a while, but he finally opened his mouth. "What do you want to talk about then?"
"Anything really...I just need to take my mind off..." I paused. For some reason I didn't want to tell Mike about my date with Josh. It just felt insensitive knowing Mike had a crush on me.
"You seem nervous." Mike picked up on my hesitation, "Did something happen? Is that why you want to talk all of a sudden?"
"Kinda...I..." I paused again. "It's nothing bad...you know Josh? The one got attacked at the gym?"
"Yes, I know Josh."
"We...um...we were fooling around for a while now..." I said, "And he asked me out. We are going on a date today."
"Oh...a date."
"Yeah, a date."
"I thought you said you were not looking for a relationship." Mike said, I could tell he was not happy.
"I'm not! I don't know..." I muttered, "It's not like we are in a serious relationship, it's just a date." I looked at Mike, he was talking anymore, staring straight ahead.
"What? Do you not like Josh or something? Are you jealous? Talk to me!" I spoke louder.
"No...have fun with your date." Mike said sarcastically.
"I know you like me, but you can't be mad at me for going on a date when you are the one who rejected me. What the hell do you want from me?" I yelled. I unzipped my pants, and pulled my soft cock out, giving it a few tugs. "Here, do you want to suck it?"
"No..." Mike murmured, "I don't want to suck your cock..." However, his expression said otherwise. His gaze fixated on my swelling cock as I massaged it, I kept on pulling until it reached its full length, pulsing in my hands.
"Come on, suck on my cock. I know you want to." I whispered. I held the base of my cock, waving it at Mike, I could see Mike clenching his fist, resisting his urges. Mike gulped, his eyes are still focusing on my hard cock. I started running my hands up and down my shaft, rubbing my sensitive head as I reached the top, I let out a soft moan while staring at Mike. I was full on seducing Mike at this point, something I didn't expect to do today, or ever, but if a little seduction could bring my friend back to me I wouldn't hesitate to do it.
"I...I'm not sucking your cock..." I was surprised by how much Mike resisted. I knew he enjoyed watching me stroking my fat cock, he couldn't avert his eyes, and he had a huge boner bulging out his pants. I continued stroking, my throbbing cock now forming a drop of precum on my tip, I wiped it off with my thumb, before licking it off. However, nothing I did seemed to work on Mike. He remained seated, not moving a muscle.
"Well...how about I suck on yours?" I reached over and grabbed his hard cock, he shivered and moaned as I squeezed his cock over his pants. "I missed having your fat cock in my mouth...I want to make you feel good..." I wanted to please Mike as much as I could, and as I grasped his cock, I could feel it pulsing within my hands, and Mike started moaning. I took it as an invitation to continue, so I went further and unzipped his pants, and reached in. Mike gasped as my finger tip felt his warm bare skin, and I realized I was feeling up his balls. I fondled them as Mike slumped back on his seat, I took the opportunity to reach up and held his throbbing cock in my hand. It was already leaking precum, it was wet and sticky, glistening when I pulled it out.
"No...stop..." Mike grunted, and he pushed me away.
"Ouch! It fucking hurts!" I groaned.
"Stop it!" Mike yelled, "I don't need your pity!"
"What? I'm not..."
"You need to stop..." Mike interrupted, as he was catching his breath, "You have a date to go to...just leave me alone..." With that, he put his cock back in his pants and zipped up, before getting out of the car, "I'll walk, don't follow me."
