Chapter Four

Langdon’s POV

When Trent turned around and realized who he was speaking to, he quickly pulled his dick out of my ass and covered his body in shame. Seeing his caramel stick slide out of me caused my body to shiver. The contrast of our skin tones always aroused me in ways I couldn’t imagine. Once I could move, I quickly searched for my underwear, which appeared lost somewhere in the vehicle. I tried to hide my dick, but it was too big to cover, even with my big hands.

“I’m so sorry, Chief Leo. I didn’t know it was you,” Tristan said.

Chief Leo stared at our bodies. I couldn’t tell if it was a stare out of curiosity like men do in locker rooms or a stare that implied he was interested. I didn’t think he was gay because I heard no rumors, and he always dated females. But in today’s climate, that meant nothing because I was out here taking the dick of a nineteen-year-old on a dark, rarely traveled road, and I was in an on-again-off relationship with my girl and had a kid.

“Tristan, didn’t we just go through this a couple of months ago with another one of my officers? I let that one slide, but I’ll have to tell your father about this one.” Tristan turned around with a puzzled look on his face.

“You’re going to tell him?”

“I don’t have a choice. Your father appointed me chief of police, and part of my duties as chief is keeping your father abreast of what's happening with you. I could lose my job if someone reports information to him about my department before I do.”

“Wait, you know each other?” I said as my eyes traveled from Tristan to Chief Leo. Was he out here fucking police officers, and I was just another notch on his belt?

“Yes, I’ve known Tristan since he was a kid,” the Chief said.

“So, you’ve fucked other cops? Is this like a weird kink you have?” I asked.

“Langdon, we’re not a couple. I don’t owe you an explanation of what I do with my dick. I’m a grown-ass man.”

I felt used. I focused on finding my clothes because I didn’t want to say something I would regret later.

Once I saw them, I put them on. I watched Chief Leo turn toward me and shake his head in disappointment.

“I knew there was something about you I didn’t fancy, but I never thought you’d let a 19-year-old peg you in the back seat of a car. Head home. We’re going to have a serious conversation later.”

“The last thing I need is a lecture from you. Just punish me, and let’s be done with it.”

Tristan could tell I was pissed, and he pleaded with the Chief to improve things.

“Chief, just let us slide this time. It was partially my fault. My dad won’t find out because I won’t say anything.”

“I’m not worried about either of you talking; I’m concerned about the cars that may have passed and seen you having sex in a public space. Your license plates are on display, and we live in a social media world with cameras. Anyone could have recorded your dirty little act. It would be a shit show if one of my officers were in the national headlines for fucking a nineteen-year-old. Especially a white officer fucking a black kid in this political climate.” I dropped my head in shame. I hadn’t even considered how this might appear if our rendezvous was exposed.

“You’re right; I didn’t think this through,” I said.

“I know because you both were thinking with your dicks. I should tell my sister that you're taking dick up your ass,” Chief said.

“You better think twice before fucking with my relationship. Don’t forget. I know some of your secrets, Chief,” I replied.

“Wait, Chief's your brother-in-law? This is turning into an episode of Jerry Springer.”

“How do you even know about that show? It was before your time?” Chief Leo asked.

“YouTube and reruns? But on another note, please don’t tell my dad. He’s a homophobe, and if he finds out I’m having sex with men, he will disown me and take my Range Rover. I’ll do anything if you just don’t tell him.”

“Follow me, Tristan. I'm taking you home to your father.”

Tristan mumbled a few curse words under his breath and collected his clothes.

“Langdon, you’re suspended with pay. Tell my sister you’re working from home for two weeks if she has questions.” I watched Chief Leo get in his patrol car.

“Are you mad at me?” Tristan asked.

“Just a little disappointed,” I said.

“Sorry I snapped on you.”

“I guess this is it for us,” I said.

“Maybe we’re done for tonight, but I still want to finish nutting in your pussy if you’re down. Remember my number, 555 626 7740. Hit me up tomorrow; I can get us a room, or you can come to my crib. There’s plenty of privacy.”

“I’ll hit you up,” I said. I stepped out of the Range Rover and headed to my patrol car. When I was half a mile up the street, I noticed that Tristan’s Range Rover and the Chief's car did a U-turn and headed in the opposite direction. Out of curiosity, I followed them. I have a weird feeling about Chief Leo. Something was off, and I needed answers. Why was he keeping this a secret and not telling his sister and my girl about this when he told her if I looked at another woman? I picked up the phone and called Tristan to see if I could get more information from him.

“Hello,” he answered.

“So, who was this other officer you were fucking a few weeks ago?”

“Oh, so you’re jealous? I knew you were going to ask that. I wish Chief would have just shut the fuck up about that.”

“So, who was he? Are you still fucking him?”

“First, it wasn’t just a sex thing. He was my boyfriend, so quit getting your panties in a bunch.”

“I don’t wear fucking panties; I’m a man.”

“And who says men don’t wear panties?” Tristan laughed.

“I got you sprung already, and I haven’t even busted in your man pussy yet,” Tristan said.

“Are you going to fuck Chief Leo? I can tell he’s interested in you.''

There was a brief pause.

“The Chief? Naw, he’s like a father figure to me, and he’s not gay because my father wouldn’t fuck with him if he were. But if he were gay, I’d bend that big muscle man over and give him all the dick he wanted if it kept my father from finding out I like boys.”

I didn’t respond. I had just given my ass to this man, and he was talking about fucking another man. I wondered if this was how women felt when men cheated. It’s the only thing I could compare it to because women open themselves up in a vulnerable way like gay and bisexual men do. Why was I even thinking like this? Is this what dick does? Cause you to get all emotional and shit? I forced the thought out of my mind and continued to tail them.

“I’ll hit you later,” I said and hung up.

A few minutes later, they pulled into a beautiful and unfamiliar subdivision. A security guard was on the premises. Once they were through the gate and no longer in view. I pulled up, and a handsome lite-skin security guard with curly hair and a tribal band tattoo on his right arm stopped me at the gate.

“How can I help you, officer?” He said in his deep voice. He was a sexy motherfucker.

“I’m here answering a call about a potential domestic violence situation.”

“That’s weird; I wonder why Chief Leo didn’t say anything to me when he came through just a few minutes ago?”

“How do you know, Chief?”

“He’s here all the time. He and City Manager Bray meet regularly.”

“Well, he’s off duty and caught Tristan in trouble.”

“Yeah, Tristan’s always getting into deep trouble. That little young fellow is a rebel,” he said while wearing a massive grin.

“Why are you grinning, and what do you mean by deep trouble?” I probed. When the security officer realized he was smiling. He stopped and made a more serious face.

“Nothing, I just meant he got in trouble often.” I looked him up and down.

If he’s fucking Tristan, I will make his life a living hell.

“Look, I was in the area and got the call about a domestic violence situation. I told him I would handle it while he deals with Tristan.”

“Makes sense. Is the domestic violence call from 2207 Hinderhurst?

“Don’t tell anybody I told you, but yeah, it is,” I said.

“I knew it. Those Stevenson’s still can’t get along, even with all that damn money.”

“I know, right? But, hey, you know what they say, more money, more problems.”

“You got that right,” he said. He pressed the button, and the gates opened. I nodded at him and watched him from the rearview mirror. The young man, who appeared to be in his early twenties, had an ass on him I wouldn’t mind digging into. I drove through the iron gates.

The homes in this subdivision were like miniature mansions. I went around looking for a police car or Tristan’s Range Rover. When I turned right, I saw Tristan's Range Rover pull into the driveway and prepare to enter the four-car garage. I quickly parked my car on the street and turned off the lights. Once, both vehicles were in the garage. The garage door retracted. jumped out of my car, ran up the driveway, dove under the garage door before it closed, and barely made it. I got up, dusted myself off, and prayed that none of the neighbors saw me sneak into the house. I opened the side door and made my way inside. There was something more to this story, and I was determined to find out.