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"He speaks!" Anthony replied. "Ok, I'm going to go down and move my cart over by the gate, so people think I'm workin'. Then, I'm gonna come back up here, and you can get your first taste of my ball juice, how 'bout that?"

"Ok," I said.

He laughed and said, "Man, it's a good thing I didn't come up here for conversation. Luckily, I don't need you to talk. But, I sure as hell hope you're better at suckin' dick than you are at holding up your end of a conversation." He turned and walked out the door.

As he left, I collapsed into the chair. "What the hell just happened here?" I wondered. "Is this what I want for myself? To be a cock slave to the security guy at my community?" I thought to myself. But, then, I realized that it had been months, and I really wanted to suck his cock. He was beautiful, and I found him irresistible, even if I knew our relationship would be limited to me serving his cock. Plus, I have a thing for cops. I hardly ever see one I don't want to get on my knees in front of. This could be a dream come true.

There was a tap at the door and then it opened, and Anthony stepped inside. Like I said, he wasn't a big man. He was probably about 5'7" tall, and appeared to be very hairy. He had a medium complexion, dark hair, and nice masculine hands. He was well groomed, and had a swagger to his walk. He approached the chair where I was sitting, and moved so that his cock was face height.

He took my hand and again placed it on the front of his pants. "Unless you like the taste of fabric, you're gonna have to get it out," he said.

I moved onto my knees on the floor. As I unzipped his pants, I could smell his masculine musky scent escape his pants. The smell was so intoxicating that I nearly fell backward. I thought I would cum in my pants as his scent hit my nose. My eyes closed and I wobbled a bit. "Sorry, I haven't showered since before work this morning," he said apologetically.

"No, no. It's incredible," I said.

"Eh, you like that, do ya? Nice. I tell you what, why don't I move over here so I can sit in the chair when you get these pants off me," he said.

We shuffled positions, and he was now standing with his back toward the chair. I unfastened his belt, and then unbuttoned his pants. I slid his pants down to his knees. He was absolutely beautiful. His body was covered with soft, dark hair. His pubic bush was dense, and a thick uncut 6.5-inch cock rose from it. Below his thick beautiful cock, was a huge nut sack, where I could see the outline of two huge eggs. This guy was HOT!

He sat down and said, "You're probably going to have to take my shoes off, if you're gonna get those pants off."

I backed up started to unlace his black police boot. When the laces were sufficiently loosened, I pulled the first boot free of his wide masculine foot. His foot had obviously been in that boot all day, and was moist with sweat. As the smell rose to my nostril, my cock rose to full mast. He was watching me intently, and lifted his first foot to my shoulder