“...I invoke the right of my
blood ancestors, a line of great warriors! Warriors who were the ONLY to capture Rome, one of the greatest cities this world has ever KNOWN! I call upon the name of Brennus, the Chieftan
of the Senones. Under the power, the will of my blood ancestors, and Brennus himself, I hereby, REFUSE to accept this deplorable trial! I request... A TRIAL BY COMBAT! BY WHICH, I WILL PROVE MY INNOCENCE BY VANQUISHING SUCH UNJUST ACCUSATIONS, CRUSHING THEM TO DUST, LIKE THE SKULLS OF THOSE WHO THREATENED THE POWER OF THE CELTIC WARRIORS! VAE VICTAS! WOE TO THE CONQUERED!"
The room was silent as the proclamation began to settle within every soul in the courtroom. An uncomfortable shiver ran down the spine of those susceptible, as the prospect of a trial by combat rang through their bones, and ate at their timid imaginations with the stains that come with such conflict. Eyes darted to one another, each wanting to say a word but scared to break the deafening silence that was echoing throughout. The hearty, strong and defined young man stood at position as his declaration was all on the minds of the nearby town folk.
No sound came out of the room until the judge, jury, and executioner spoke at their podium.
"Mister... Blake, is it? For the love of God the... the... thirty-five dollar PARKING FINE... PAY IT! And be thankful I don't hold you in contempt of court!" The judge shook his disapproving and greyed head as he banged his gravel with disappointment, disturbed by the waste of time he just had to address.
Justin was unable to hold it in any longer and burst out in unrestrained laughter as he sat in the seat not too far from Liam, whose request for a trial by combat was denied.
"You'll hear from my ancestors!" Liam exclaimed, along with his wagging finger. Justin continued to howl.
Liam gathered himself as the entire courtroom had their eyes on the handsome, potentially loony, young man in well fitting white dress pants and collared sleeves. A blue tie sat on his white shirt, the same shade as his eyes.
Liam walked out of the courtroom, now knowing that he had no choice but to ignore the thirty-five dollar fine given to him by that bitch of a meter lady, with whom he didn't want to go on a date with. Justin followed right behind Liam, still laughing although not so loudly anymore. His dashing smile was still prevalent, and those that weren't judging these two young men, found them to be charming and guys you'd want to have a beer with.
"Jesus Liam, that was amazing! I didn't think you would of actually done it!"
Liam turned to his best friend with a proud smile. "I am a man of my word, am I not?"
"You are, you are! But this.... You got some balls bro~ Not bigger than mine, of course. But they're nice and firm."
"Nice and firm, you say?" Liam asked with a chuckle.
"Very! They're firm with the sperm of your ancestors, haha!" Justin laughed out loud, getting Liam to join too.
Justin picked up where he left off after his laughing cooled. "Man, were those names of real people? Brens and Somoas, or whatever."
"Brennus, Chieftain of the Senones. Yes, he's legit."
"You amaze me." Justin said shaking his smiling head.
The two got into Liam's car, and turned the key in the ignition. Liam connected his phone to the Bluetooth radio he recently installed in his car and put on something he wanted to listen to. He put on the new Arctic Monkey's album. He's yet to formulate an opinion, but he finds it relaxing.
"Where do you wanna go?" Liam asked, as he pulled the car out and followed along the path paved with tax payers money.
"Hmmm... we're dressed up all nice, let's take advantage!" Justin proclaimed. Liam turned to his dark blue eyed buddy as the two approached a red light. Justin looked respectable. He was wearing tan slacks that he would occasionally wear to school as part of uniform, and had a nice blue V neck over a collared lighter blue dress shirt. It looked swell on his strong body, and his mop of dirty blonde hair was messy in the right places. Liam is still unsure if Justin puts effort towards his hair or not.
"We look like we're about to go to class dude, this is hardly dressing up..." Liam laughed.
"Well... yeah haha... but we never dress like this when we're out and about. We have the whole day ahead of us!"
"True, true. I did expect that ordeal to last a bit longer."
"Did you actually expect your trial by combat plea to work out?" Justin asked with a smile you could hear.
Liam laughed and shook his head. "No, not really. But we were in and out in like 10 minutes. These things normally last a bit longer. Plus, I did come prepared with a speech in case the judge wanted to hear more!"
"OH REALLY!? Well, let's not have it go to waste. Hit me!" Justin said.
"Hit you? You want me to hit you?" Liam asked tongue in cheek.
"With your words, not your backhand!" Justin said, knowing what Liam has in mind.
"No backhand? Alright." Liam laughed as he had to stop at a stop sign. With that, he sent his front hand to Justin's crotch and slapped his friend's bulge with the palm of his hand, flattening Justin's large stimulating wad of his boy play-doh between his legs. Justin yelped and doubled over with a moan that turned into laughing. Then ended as a moan again as he held his throbbing nuts.
"You fucker..."
"It wasn't a backhand baby. I listen to you, haha!" Liam laughed as he moved on from the stop sign.
"You're still a fucker haha..." Justin groaned, sitting back in the seat, holding his meaty 16 year old bulge with both hands. He let out a wheeze and shifted around a bit. He moved a hand to his seat belt.
"This seat belt is mad annoying, Jesus..." Justin said as he unfastened his seat belt.
"You really should leave that on." Liam said, glaring over and seeing Justin take it off.
"Yeah, well you tapped my balls and my stomach hurts. It was digging into me..." Justin shifted.
"Maybe you shouldn't be such an inviting target!"
"Maybe you shouldn't punch my balls if you want me to listen to you!"
"HEY! I did not punch your balls! It was a gentle tap..."
"GENTLE TAP MY ASS!" Justin yelled out.
"It was soft, and sweet, and loving, and UGH!"
Justin interrupted the driver with a gentle, soft and sweet love tap to his own Celtic Pendants. Liam's white dress pants scrunched up as Justin's white hand smacked, fingers first into the crotch of Liam's pants. Justin felt Liam's junk yield under his hand, and Liam felt his junk push in and shoot a sickening pain through his lower body.
The car swerved as Liam reacted to the assault, but tried to steady it soon after, despite the pain becoming more prominent. Liam tried to double over, but kept his eyes on the road as best he could.
Liam croaked. "I'm driving you fucker..."
"Shouldn't start a war you can't fight!" Justin joked, laughing but still holding his crotch.
Just then, a siren sounded blue and red.
"Jesus fuck... WELL DONE JUSTIN!" Liam yelled, slowly pulling over.
"Shit..." Justin said, turning around. He saw the police car right behind them. "Fuck me..."
"Fuck you is right! I swear to God if I get another ticket, I'm going to break your fucking balls!" Liam shook his head as he stopped his vehicle on the side of the road, with a cringe on his young face.
The two boys sat in the car and waited for the officer to get on with it. Both had a hand on their balls, and the other rested on the door closest to them.
A tap on the window, and both moved their protecting hand, as Liam lowered the window with a smile. Then the smile flipped around and he groaned.
"Oh, Jesus Christ..." Liam groaned, scratching his head. The Hispanic looking, tan female police officer smiled and held her belt with an unmistakable declaration of authority. She had black glasses on that hid her eyes, and a cap that hid her hair. But there was no doubt that she was attractive. If not obvious in her face, her body was visible in her uniform.
"Fancy meeting you again, hot stuff." Said she. "Still breaking rules, as well as hearts."
"Uhhh... you two know each other?" Justin meekly asked. The two turned to him. Liam spoke first.
"Yes, this is-"
"Officer Infante. A pleasure!" Officer Infante smiled, extending her hand to meet Justin's. Justin hesitantly responded with his own hand, shaking hers over Liam in the driver seat. Justin forced a smile to accompany the greeting.
"I hope you are more open minded than Liam here." Officer Infante added, looking back to Liam.
"Justin, this is the officer who gave me a ticket..." Liam said, referring to the smiling and tight looking police officer in the window, with only her top showing. Her black shades, and with only the upper half visible, these mysteries combined to make her look even more alluring, as the imagination has a tendency to create better images than what reality can orchestrate.
Justin looked at her the best he could, and raised his eyebrow. "You didn't want to go on a date with her?" Justin asked. Justin could see a well sized bosom, a remarkable figure and a very pretty face through the window. She also carried herself with such confidence, that you just know that she is willing to use all of her assests to her advantage. Not that she feels she has to, however.
"Can you believe that?" Officer Infante coldly added.
"Sorry, I prefer my dates to grope me after the first date." Liam replied with a happy smirk. Officer Infante laughed and stood up.
"Good one, good one..." she said sarcastically as she wrote on her pad.
"Uhh, what are you-"
"Do you know why I pulled you over, Liam?" Officer Infante asked.
"Uhhh..." Liam thought aloud.
"It's because you swerved on the road, endangering those around you. I suspect you may be under the influence. Licence and registration please." Officer Infante asked.
"Come on, you -"
"Also, Justin is his name, right? Justin has no seat belt on. That's illegal, you know?"
Justin panicked and instantly strapped his seat belt on. He chuckled and said sorry, looking down as Liam burned a hole in him with his blue eyes.
"Sorry officer. Justin here is a bit silly sometimes. Can't you just let this slide..." Liam almost begged, looking up at Officer Infante, who was still writing in her pad. She looked up with a smirk and ignored Liam.
"License and registration please."
Liam groaned and handed what was asked over.
"Listen, I'm not drunk, okay?"
"That's not what it looked like back there. Most sober Americans are fully able to drive in a straight line, you know?" Infante responded, putting Liam back on the spot.
"Yeah, well you've never been in a car with Liam, haha!" Justin responded, trying to help, somewhat nervously. Officer Infante smiled at Justin, as she tried to read him a bit better. Liam slapped Justin's pectoral, hoping that would express his displeasure.
"Dude, shut the fuck up!" Liam spat, just to make sure his point got across.
Justin held his pec with a wince and looked down. "Sorry, sorry..."
"You're right, I've never been in a car with Liam. He made sure of that. Step out please, Mr... Blake!" Officer Infante said as she looked down at his registration, pretending she didn't remember Liam's last name. Liam groaned and shook his head. He begrudgingly undid his seat belt, opened the car door and stepped out. There was a very comfortable amount of space from where the car was parked and where the road was. Enough space for activities without involving oncoming traffic.
"Lift one foot off the floor sir, and stand completely still."
"You've got to b-"
"And, aloud, count to 30 please. Make sure it's loud enough for me to hear."
Liam glared at Officer Infante, finding this to be wildly insulting.
Officer Infante cheeks cracked a bit, as she looked back down to her pad and began writing again. Liam groaned aloud and lifted his foot up.
"ONE!"
Officer Infante put her notebook away and walked back to her vehicle. "Make sure you're loud enough for me to hear you!" She said, walking away.
Liam continued to chant in increasing numerical interval, and did so with agitation. Justin looked at his buddy, and watched him find it easy to stand on one leg and count. This was a surprise to no one.
After a few moments, Justin leaned over, towards the window and spoke.
"Liam, sorry about thi-"
"THIRTEEN!"
"Liam man, I-"
"FOURTEEN!"
Justin pulled his mouth back and then lifted it to the right, still staring at Liam. Liam was just ignoring Justin, hoping that this would be over with soon and can move on with some of his dignity still intact. However, Justin assumed that Liam couldn't hear him, so he re-un-did his seat belt, and stood out of the car. Liam saw this and rolled his eyes as he continued.
"SEVENTEEN!"
Justin walked around the car and walked up to Liam.
"NINETEEN!"
"Bro, I-"
"Why are you out of the car, sir? I didn't ask you to leave the vehicle. I didn't say you could stop, Liam."
Liam grunted but continued.
"S-sorry mam, I-I'll head back-"
"No, no need. It's better this way..." Officer Infante said as she looked over Justin for the first time, now realizing just how fit he really is. Justin stood tall, taller than Liam. His frame overall was also larger, in just about every aspect. You wouldn't know Justin was a year younger by just looking at them. However, one could see a tad more youth in Justin's face, but that is offset completely by the size of him as a man. His hair was also longer, especially when compared to Liam's almost buzz cut. Both boys looked at the fit Officer Infante in her tight proud blue, Justin with a worried expression that tried to spell confidence, and Liam with a mixed bored and annoyed expression that spelled out the number twenty five.
Officer Infante took off her shades, confirming her facial features. She was Hispanic, and her face confirmed this. She wasn't dark skinned, but she obviously wasn't white. Her brown eyes, pretty lashes and thin eyebrows, and sitting smile that told you she could beat you at any moment with La Chancla. Justin found her to be breathtaking. Officer Infante's eyes were on Justin, and she noticed that he appeared to fancy her.
"TWENTY EIGHT!"
"Justin, right?" Officer Infante asked.
Justin gulped and nodded his head.
"THIRTY!"
Officer Infante smirked and walked up to Justin, swaying her hips and keeping her eyes on the stud standing in front, who she feels may be more receptive to her advances.
"Put your hands on top of the car, Justin."
Justin nodded and quickly put his hands on the car. He kept his head down, kept his back straight and pushed his firm ass out with a dandy smile on his young face.
"Liam, put your finger on your nose and recite the alphabet backwards." Officer Infante said as she reached Justin.
"Are you serious? Who can honestly say the alphabet backwards!?"
"Not my problem." Officer Infante said, keeping her eyes on Liam, confirming that he will do what's asked of him.
Liam groaned again, put his finger to his nose and began.
"Z...Y...X?"
Officer Infante turned to Justin, and put her hands at the inside of his heavy thighs and pushed his legs apart quickly. She watched his ass jiggle in his khakis, and smirked.
Justin was very excited.
Officer Infante started her hand at his broad shoulders, and pushed down. She pulled her hand down slowly, along his sides. Halfway down, she moved her hand around to the front of his body, feeling his rockhard abs with all ten of her fingers. She ran it up and down, feeling his body breath life into the sculptured frame in front of her. Then, she ran her hands down his front, reaching his thighs, pulling her hands around towards her. Then, ran her hands down his legs, and back up, moving slowly, making each second count. Then, she reached Justin's ass and pushed her hands in, like she were grabbing into wet clay to make a ceramic pot. Infante moved her hand around, watched Justin's young body shift and enjoyed every moment of watching and feeling this fit teen in front of her. Then, she moved her hand down to the gap between his legs and made the move both were waiting for.
Her hands felt Justin's huge meat sack, and Justin's sack felt the accosting hands of a sexy officer, and it sent shivers down Justin's spine. Officer Infante opened her hands and grabbed both eggs with her hands, and pulled back a bit, just having some fun with it. She pushed her hands up, and saw Justin's body visibly shake for a moment. She knew he was enjoying this too.
She took one hand, and moved it up, to find Justin's cock. She found that it was erect and pushing against the material of his khakis without much room to breathe. She found her hand at the base, and moved along slowly. She was amazed at how long her hand was moving along his cock, she didn't expect him to be so long and so hard. Her mouth grew as she reached the tip, and felt his defined mushroom cap signify the end of his member. She pushed her fingers together gently at the cap, and that was all Justin needed.
Justin intook sharply and spasmed as the fondling and movement of the hot police officer was too much for his young body to handle. He exploded in his pants, and drenched his underwear. Officer Infante felt her fingers on Justin's mushroom tip wetten after his body and large cock shook. She realized what this meant quickly. Officer Infante's eyes and mouth went wide, as she stood there, almost in shock.
Meanwhile, Liam was trying to figure out what comes before R. It took him a bit of time, but he came to the conclusion that the right answer was Q.
Justin stood there, too relieved to be embarrassed at the moment. He fluttered his eyes and breathed out, trying to reaqauint himself with a regulated breathing pattern as Officer Infante tried to figure out how she should proceed.
"Oh... baby, that was so hot! I can keep on going..." Justin said without much thought as he moved a hand to her hand, which was still on his cock, which was still hard. Justin absentmindedly started moving it, thinking more might happen here. Officer Infante found this to be extremely inappropriate and the correct moment to draw the line.
She closed a hand around his testicle and pulled the other away from his cock. Justin's mouth and body froze as Officer Infante pushed Justin's body against the car. Liam got to M, then stopped speaking when he heard the loud noise of his buddy getting thrown into the car.
Officer Infante closed her hand even further, causing Justin's face to squint as his body became overwhelmed with nut pain.
"Are you fucking SERIOUS!?!?" Officer Infante yelled, sounding for the first time like she hadn't calculated this beforehand.
"I can't believe THIS! You cum after 10 seconds of a pretty girl touching you, then you have the NERVE to try and make me get you cum a SECOND TIME!?" Officer Infante seethed, increasing the pressure on Justin's lone nut with each unconstrained emotional outburst. Justin lied against the car, unable to move or fight back, thanks to his recently drained left testicle getting mercilessly squeezed by an angry Hispanic cop. Each increase shot waves through his frame and caused the young, hot 16 year old to grow further and further overwhelmed.
"Woah, what the fuck is happening?!" Liam asked, realizing this shouldn't be common police protocol.
Officer Infante, who forgot that Liam was even there, "What? Oh, shut up. Keep up with your ABC's, this doesn't involve you!"
"No, what the fuck's going on!" Liam demanded, who tried to insert himself into the unbecoming issue.
Before Liam could intervene directly, Officer Infante let go of Justin, turned around and grabbed Liam's hand and threw him on the car next to Justin. The two didn't share the car for too long, before Justin absentmindedly fell to the floor, with both hands buried in his abused manhood.
"WHAT THE FUAARRGH!" Liam belted out, as Officer Infante shoved her hand between Liam's legs and grabbed onto his balls from his backside. Liam struggled and tried to get free, but Officer Infante already had his arm held behind his back and was pushing on the strong red head, making sure he doesn't get free.
"STOP RESISTING!" Officer Infante screamed at Liam, who was doing everything he could to resist.
Keep in mind, this was in broad daylight on a mostly busy street no more than 5 blocks from a courthouse. This was, by all means, a scene.
"RESISTING?! YOU THREW ME AGAISNT MY CAR AND GRABBED ME BY MY BALLS YOU BITCH!" Liam yelled back, who managed to hit Officer Infante with his free arm, getting her to stumble back and let go. She held her head, as Liam hunched over with a hand holding his balls.
Liam turned around, and ran at Officer Infante as quickly as his mind came to the idea. Officer Infante saw it out of the corner of her eye and reacted as she saw appropriate.
Officer Infante reached to her belt, and grabbed a taser. Before Liam reached her, she pulled it out, pressed the button on the close ranged taser and aimed it at, what would be written in the report later, the frenzied threat to her life.
What the report would leave out, is that the taser was aimed at the 'frenzied threats' (for clarification purposes, is a 17 year old boy who was just violated) crotch. The taser made contact with Liam's manhood and the pale redhead jock instantly found himself overcome with an excruciating and overwhelming shock to his system he has never experienced before.
He shook violently, his head and body twitched as he fell back towards the car. Officer Infante watched Liam as he fell back and convulsed for some moments, acting as if his consciousness was unaware of what just happened. Slowly, he became more aware and moved his shaking hands to his burning crotch, that was now also wet with urine, contrasting to Justin's, which was wet with spunk.
Liam's blue eyes were crossed, his mouth was stuttering as he felt himself in complete, unabridged agony that felt like his most delicate parts were just electrocuted, because that's exactly what just happened. He still felt electricity course through him, which caused him to inadvertently shake and flex his strong but currently weak young frame. Liam pulled his legs in and lied on his side as his mouth and eyes were almost glued open as saliva slowly dripped out and he shook at interval, as the pain increased for even longer.
Officer Infante looked around, and realized that she has created quite a scene, one where she is unlikely to be painted as the good cop. She tried to re-orient herself, by fixing her clothes up, putting her shades back on and make sure her cap was on straight. Somehow, it managed to not move an inch from her head. She was honestly pretty proud of that, although she contributed nothing to this feat.
She walked back to her police car, ready to write a report on this before anyone else hears about this, and drove off.
Meanwhile, Justin lied on his stomach, hands over his balls, legs up with his knees aiming down. He moaned gently for some time, as Liam lied on his side with burning testicles and a shaking body, with a current inside him that made the brazen young man shamefully writhe and tear at the ducts.
No one tried to help these well dressed young men, and quietly went about their day as it became obvious that this was the end of the interaction they were invested in. The boys lying next to the car caught the eyes of passing drivers however, which lead to an increase in traffic. But nothing noteworthy came of this.
Slowly, the boys were able to regain their minds and act. Justin was the first to get up. He saw Liam not too far from him, on his side and hands buried between his crotch. Justin waddled over, in his blue dress shirt and darker blue V neck, and bent over slowly. He cringed and grunted, as he put his knees on the floor. He rubbed Liam's shoulder.
"Bro... you okay?"
Liam shifted and moaned, he looked up at Justin with sick eyes, then looked back down.
"Mm... soon... God... I fucking hate that bitch..."
Justin nodded in agreement and put his back to the car, holding his balls with both hands with his knees up, waiting for Liam to feel up to getting up.
"Dude... Justin."
"Yeah?"
"I think I pissed myself.." Liam said, moving a hand to his nose. He smelled it and recoiled and lied on his back.
"Yeah... totally pissed myself."
"That... sucks."
Liam laughed and slowly tried to get up. He used his own car to help him, and Justin followed in suit. The two boys stood hunched on Liam's still running car, and thought to themselves for some moments.
"Get inside." Liam said as he opened the car door to the drivers seat. Justin limped around and eventually managed his way to shotgun, and carefully climbed in.
The two boys sat silently in the car with Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino still playing, before Liam put his hands on the steering wheel with closed eyes. He opened them then sat back in his seat.
"Put on your fucking seat belt please."
Justin did so, then Liam did. Then, Liam drove off and looked for somewhere less slightly less populated. He found a parking lot, filled with empty cars and pulled in. He parked as discretely as possible and stopped driving, but kept the dashboard on. He undid his seat belt, and Justin followed as Liam did.
Justin watched Liam as he sat back and didn't do much for a few moments.
"Justin... open the glove compartment."
Justin did so, and looked in there.
"See the pill bottle?"
"Yeah?"
"Hand me that and the lighter next to it."
Justin did so, and Liam took them both.
"Hang that car freshener too."
Justin did so. It was a decorative pine Christmas tree.
Liam opened the pill bottle, took out a pre-rolled joint and started smoking it. He lit it quickly, took some puffs then passed it to Justin. Liam went to his phone and put on some music that he thinks would do the two of them the best at the moment. In the moment, he realized that although he found Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino to be relaxing, and quality lounge music, he really didn't find it all that gripping or worth listening to at the moment. Liam did appreciate Alex Turner's willingness to try something new, however. It just wasn't up to expectations.
Liam put on something more colorful and evocative, while still managing to be relaxing and easy listening. The Campfire Headphase began playing, and Liam found relief in knowing things are going to get better from here.
The two shared the joint and said little, hearing the simple yet intricately layered notes bend around the compact car, and fill the environment with an adventure, both distinctive and indescribable. Whenever Liam closed his eyes, he found a comforting green pattern to make his senses more warm and approachable.
"I see why you didn't want to go on a date with her now haha..." Justin said at the end of Satellite Anthem Icarus.
Liam laughed and shook his head, turning to Justin, who sat back in his seat like it were couch.
"Yeah, she's a bit... pushy. Wait, can you tell me what happened with you two?"
Justin laughed and looked up at the ceiling of the car as he began to remember what happened.
"Oh haha... yeah, so. She was groping me, feeling me up and everything. It was real hot, you know? She's a sexy woman in a uniform feeling me up, of course that's gonna turn me on."
Liam laughed and kept his eyes on his happy but at times simple friend with a smile as he took a hit from the joint.
"And I'm getting all worked up, I'm hard and everything. Then, she touches my balls and I feel myself shake and I know that this is gonna be fun." Justin laughs out, in spirits with Liam. "And then she grabs my dick and moves up it like it were a pole. And I just couldn't handle that, I came right there."
"Haha, really? You came from that!?"
"Of course bro, how could I not? Then..." Justin said, thinking about what happened next. He started laughing and shaking his head. "I don't remember what I said, but I wasn't thinking."
"Ha! What else is new?" Liam joked, which Justin accepted.
"I know right? But, I said something and wanted more. Then, she grabbed my nut and squeezed me to death. Then, that was it really."
"Damn... that sucks. But at least you got to cum. She just tazed my nuts..."
"What? She tazed your balls!?" Justin asked, sympathetically holding his crotch with both hands and a cringe on his face. Liam nodded and chuckled, handing Justin the joint.
"Yeah, I came in to see what was going on. Then she threw me against the car, and grabbed my balls too! Then, I pushed her off then ran in at her. That's when she tazed me and then I pissed myself, I'm guessing."
Justin laughed out as he had the joint in his mouth and coughing up a storm, mixing his violent coughing fit with laughter, Liam not being too sure which one was winning. Liam concluded that he was the winner for witnessing Justin's eyes water and throat continue to take his voice away for at least 30 seconds.
Hoarsely, "Jesus dude... haha..." Justin let out, passing the joint back to Liam, who finished it promptly.
Liam sat back in the car and closed his eyes just as Dayvan Cowboy started gearing up to reach that special place. The two sat there until the end of the song, and Justin piped up.
"Whenever you get me stoned, I can't help but love this music." Liam laughed and nodded his head. Justin continued. "Like, listening to it normally and I'm like 'ight. This is decent, I'm happy.' But now, and I'm like 'I have achieved zen.'" And Liam and Justin both burst out laughing.
"Yeah dude haha... I fucking feel you. Let's go for a drive, see something pretty. There's another pill bottle in there if you want another joint."
"Awesome."
The two drove off, and very irresponsibly, did so while under the influence, and Liam already forgot about the parking ticket he promised himself he'd forget about. He couldn't of planned it better if he tried.
However, before the two drove too far off, something stopped them. A slightly above average looking guy found himself walking in the parking lot, and not stopping as Liam's car drove forwards. Liam's car didn't stop either, despite the average man's body finding itself in the way.
"SHIT!"
"OHMYGOD!"
Liam and Justin screamed as the man hit the hood of Liam's car with his body, and bounce off of the car, onto the floor. Liam decided to hit the brakes on his car, in hopes to not further aggravate the situation.
Liam and Justin looked at each other with shocked, wide and red eyes. They unlocked their seatbelts and got out of the car, and hoped that they didn't just commit manslaughter.
A man in a green hoodie over a white tee stood up, wearing cargo pants. He was on his back and shook his head as he tried to begin to get up.
"Oh my god sir, I am so sorry! Are you okay?" Liam said as he reached the man and got to his knees. The man looked up at Liam and let out a smile.
"Liam? Shit dude haha..."
Liam smiled and shook his head. "Wow, Spencer? What the fuck are you doing here?"
"Getting ran over by my dealer hehe..." Spencer said as he gave Liam his hand, hoping he gets helped up. Liam laughed as he helped Spencer up. Spencer dusted himself off as he stood up straight.
"Yeah... haha, sorry man. You came out of nowhere!"
"Yeah, whatever... I know you bro. You've got some in your face business strategies!" Spencer said, getting all 3 to laugh. Spencer looked to Justin and curved his lips and cracked his cheeks. He remembered kicking Justin in the balls some time ago.
"Justin, right? Great to see you again!"
"Yeah, same to you bro." Justin said, offering a hand to Spencer. The two embraced, but Spencer grimaced in pain, a tad sore from getting ran over with a 2 ton metal contraption only moments ago.
"Sorry haha... you gonna be okay?" Justin asked, his hands carefully gracing Spencer's frame.
"Yeah, probably..."
"Spencer, get in the car with me and Justin. I got some good shit to burn."
"Cool... told you this was all part of your business strategy haha..." Spencer said as he walked around the side of Liam's car and got in the back. The 3 sat inside and strapped in their seatbelt.
"Justin, hand Spencer the bottle."
Justin opened the glove department and gave it and a lighter to Spencer as Liam pulled out of the parking lot, making damn sure that he didn't run over somebody this time around.
"I also got some product in the trunk if you'd like. Girl Scout Cookies, I know you'd love them."
"Girl Scouts! Oh BOY!" Spencer said, getting Justin and Liam to laugh. Spencer lit up, and heard Liam's car push forward in an 84 Pontiac Dream.
"You'll hear from my ancestors!" Liam exclaimed, along with his wagging finger. Justin continued to howl.
Liam gathered himself as the entire courtroom had their eyes on the handsome, potentially loony, young man in well fitting white dress pants and collared sleeves. A blue tie sat on his white shirt, the same shade as his eyes.
Liam walked out of the courtroom, now knowing that he had no choice but to ignore the thirty-five dollar fine given to him by that bitch of a meter lady, with whom he didn't want to go on a date with. Justin followed right behind Liam, still laughing although not so loudly anymore. His dashing smile was still prevalent, and those that weren't judging these two young men, found them to be charming and guys you'd want to have a beer with.
"Jesus Liam, that was amazing! I didn't think you would of actually done it!"
Liam turned to his best friend with a proud smile. "I am a man of my word, am I not?"
"You are, you are! But this.... You got some balls bro~ Not bigger than mine, of course. But they're nice and firm."
"Nice and firm, you say?" Liam asked with a chuckle.
"Very! They're firm with the sperm of your ancestors, haha!" Justin laughed out loud, getting Liam to join too.
Justin picked up where he left off after his laughing cooled. "Man, were those names of real people? Brens and Somoas, or whatever."
"Brennus, Chieftain of the Senones. Yes, he's legit."
"You amaze me." Justin said shaking his smiling head.
The two got into Liam's car, and turned the key in the ignition. Liam connected his phone to the Bluetooth radio he recently installed in his car and put on something he wanted to listen to. He put on the new Arctic Monkey's album. He's yet to formulate an opinion, but he finds it relaxing.
"Where do you wanna go?" Liam asked, as he pulled the car out and followed along the path paved with tax payers money.
"Hmmm... we're dressed up all nice, let's take advantage!" Justin proclaimed. Liam turned to his dark blue eyed buddy as the two approached a red light. Justin looked respectable. He was wearing tan slacks that he would occasionally wear to school as part of uniform, and had a nice blue V neck over a collared lighter blue dress shirt. It looked swell on his strong body, and his mop of dirty blonde hair was messy in the right places. Liam is still unsure if Justin puts effort towards his hair or not.
"We look like we're about to go to class dude, this is hardly dressing up..." Liam laughed.
"Well... yeah haha... but we never dress like this when we're out and about. We have the whole day ahead of us!"
"True, true. I did expect that ordeal to last a bit longer."
"Did you actually expect your trial by combat plea to work out?" Justin asked with a smile you could hear.
Liam laughed and shook his head. "No, not really. But we were in and out in like 10 minutes. These things normally last a bit longer. Plus, I did come prepared with a speech in case the judge wanted to hear more!"
"OH REALLY!? Well, let's not have it go to waste. Hit me!" Justin said.
"Hit you? You want me to hit you?" Liam asked tongue in cheek.
"With your words, not your backhand!" Justin said, knowing what Liam has in mind.
"No backhand? Alright." Liam laughed as he had to stop at a stop sign. With that, he sent his front hand to Justin's crotch and slapped his friend's bulge with the palm of his hand, flattening Justin's large stimulating wad of his boy play-doh between his legs. Justin yelped and doubled over with a moan that turned into laughing. Then ended as a moan again as he held his throbbing nuts.
"You fucker..."
"It wasn't a backhand baby. I listen to you, haha!" Liam laughed as he moved on from the stop sign.
"You're still a fucker haha..." Justin groaned, sitting back in the seat, holding his meaty 16 year old bulge with both hands. He let out a wheeze and shifted around a bit. He moved a hand to his seat belt.
"This seat belt is mad annoying, Jesus..." Justin said as he unfastened his seat belt.
"You really should leave that on." Liam said, glaring over and seeing Justin take it off.
"Yeah, well you tapped my balls and my stomach hurts. It was digging into me..." Justin shifted.
"Maybe you shouldn't be such an inviting target!"
"Maybe you shouldn't punch my balls if you want me to listen to you!"
"HEY! I did not punch your balls! It was a gentle tap..."
"GENTLE TAP MY ASS!" Justin yelled out.
"It was soft, and sweet, and loving, and UGH!"
Justin interrupted the driver with a gentle, soft and sweet love tap to his own Celtic Pendants. Liam's white dress pants scrunched up as Justin's white hand smacked, fingers first into the crotch of Liam's pants. Justin felt Liam's junk yield under his hand, and Liam felt his junk push in and shoot a sickening pain through his lower body.
The car swerved as Liam reacted to the assault, but tried to steady it soon after, despite the pain becoming more prominent. Liam tried to double over, but kept his eyes on the road as best he could.
Liam croaked. "I'm driving you fucker..."
"Shouldn't start a war you can't fight!" Justin joked, laughing but still holding his crotch.
Just then, a siren sounded blue and red.
"Jesus fuck... WELL DONE JUSTIN!" Liam yelled, slowly pulling over.
"Shit..." Justin said, turning around. He saw the police car right behind them. "Fuck me..."
"Fuck you is right! I swear to God if I get another ticket, I'm going to break your fucking balls!" Liam shook his head as he stopped his vehicle on the side of the road, with a cringe on his young face.
The two boys sat in the car and waited for the officer to get on with it. Both had a hand on their balls, and the other rested on the door closest to them.
A tap on the window, and both moved their protecting hand, as Liam lowered the window with a smile. Then the smile flipped around and he groaned.
"Oh, Jesus Christ..." Liam groaned, scratching his head. The Hispanic looking, tan female police officer smiled and held her belt with an unmistakable declaration of authority. She had black glasses on that hid her eyes, and a cap that hid her hair. But there was no doubt that she was attractive. If not obvious in her face, her body was visible in her uniform.
"Fancy meeting you again, hot stuff." Said she. "Still breaking rules, as well as hearts."
"Uhhh... you two know each other?" Justin meekly asked. The two turned to him. Liam spoke first.
"Yes, this is-"
"Officer Infante. A pleasure!" Officer Infante smiled, extending her hand to meet Justin's. Justin hesitantly responded with his own hand, shaking hers over Liam in the driver seat. Justin forced a smile to accompany the greeting.
"I hope you are more open minded than Liam here." Officer Infante added, looking back to Liam.
"Justin, this is the officer who gave me a ticket..." Liam said, referring to the smiling and tight looking police officer in the window, with only her top showing. Her black shades, and with only the upper half visible, these mysteries combined to make her look even more alluring, as the imagination has a tendency to create better images than what reality can orchestrate.
Justin looked at her the best he could, and raised his eyebrow. "You didn't want to go on a date with her?" Justin asked. Justin could see a well sized bosom, a remarkable figure and a very pretty face through the window. She also carried herself with such confidence, that you just know that she is willing to use all of her assests to her advantage. Not that she feels she has to, however.
"Can you believe that?" Officer Infante coldly added.
"Sorry, I prefer my dates to grope me after the first date." Liam replied with a happy smirk. Officer Infante laughed and stood up.
"Good one, good one..." she said sarcastically as she wrote on her pad.
"Uhh, what are you-"
"Do you know why I pulled you over, Liam?" Officer Infante asked.
"Uhhh..." Liam thought aloud.
"It's because you swerved on the road, endangering those around you. I suspect you may be under the influence. Licence and registration please." Officer Infante asked.
"Come on, you -"
"Also, Justin is his name, right? Justin has no seat belt on. That's illegal, you know?"
Justin panicked and instantly strapped his seat belt on. He chuckled and said sorry, looking down as Liam burned a hole in him with his blue eyes.
"Sorry officer. Justin here is a bit silly sometimes. Can't you just let this slide..." Liam almost begged, looking up at Officer Infante, who was still writing in her pad. She looked up with a smirk and ignored Liam.
"License and registration please."
Liam groaned and handed what was asked over.
"Listen, I'm not drunk, okay?"
"That's not what it looked like back there. Most sober Americans are fully able to drive in a straight line, you know?" Infante responded, putting Liam back on the spot.
"Yeah, well you've never been in a car with Liam, haha!" Justin responded, trying to help, somewhat nervously. Officer Infante smiled at Justin, as she tried to read him a bit better. Liam slapped Justin's pectoral, hoping that would express his displeasure.
"Dude, shut the fuck up!" Liam spat, just to make sure his point got across.
Justin held his pec with a wince and looked down. "Sorry, sorry..."
"You're right, I've never been in a car with Liam. He made sure of that. Step out please, Mr... Blake!" Officer Infante said as she looked down at his registration, pretending she didn't remember Liam's last name. Liam groaned and shook his head. He begrudgingly undid his seat belt, opened the car door and stepped out. There was a very comfortable amount of space from where the car was parked and where the road was. Enough space for activities without involving oncoming traffic.
"Lift one foot off the floor sir, and stand completely still."
"You've got to b-"
"And, aloud, count to 30 please. Make sure it's loud enough for me to hear."
Liam glared at Officer Infante, finding this to be wildly insulting.
Officer Infante cheeks cracked a bit, as she looked back down to her pad and began writing again. Liam groaned aloud and lifted his foot up.
"ONE!"
Officer Infante put her notebook away and walked back to her vehicle. "Make sure you're loud enough for me to hear you!" She said, walking away.
Liam continued to chant in increasing numerical interval, and did so with agitation. Justin looked at his buddy, and watched him find it easy to stand on one leg and count. This was a surprise to no one.
After a few moments, Justin leaned over, towards the window and spoke.
"Liam, sorry about thi-"
"THIRTEEN!"
"Liam man, I-"
"FOURTEEN!"
Justin pulled his mouth back and then lifted it to the right, still staring at Liam. Liam was just ignoring Justin, hoping that this would be over with soon and can move on with some of his dignity still intact. However, Justin assumed that Liam couldn't hear him, so he re-un-did his seat belt, and stood out of the car. Liam saw this and rolled his eyes as he continued.
"SEVENTEEN!"
Justin walked around the car and walked up to Liam.
"NINETEEN!"
"Bro, I-"
"Why are you out of the car, sir? I didn't ask you to leave the vehicle. I didn't say you could stop, Liam."
Liam grunted but continued.
"S-sorry mam, I-I'll head back-"
"No, no need. It's better this way..." Officer Infante said as she looked over Justin for the first time, now realizing just how fit he really is. Justin stood tall, taller than Liam. His frame overall was also larger, in just about every aspect. You wouldn't know Justin was a year younger by just looking at them. However, one could see a tad more youth in Justin's face, but that is offset completely by the size of him as a man. His hair was also longer, especially when compared to Liam's almost buzz cut. Both boys looked at the fit Officer Infante in her tight proud blue, Justin with a worried expression that tried to spell confidence, and Liam with a mixed bored and annoyed expression that spelled out the number twenty five.
Officer Infante took off her shades, confirming her facial features. She was Hispanic, and her face confirmed this. She wasn't dark skinned, but she obviously wasn't white. Her brown eyes, pretty lashes and thin eyebrows, and sitting smile that told you she could beat you at any moment with La Chancla. Justin found her to be breathtaking. Officer Infante's eyes were on Justin, and she noticed that he appeared to fancy her.
"TWENTY EIGHT!"
"Justin, right?" Officer Infante asked.
Justin gulped and nodded his head.
"THIRTY!"
Officer Infante smirked and walked up to Justin, swaying her hips and keeping her eyes on the stud standing in front, who she feels may be more receptive to her advances.
"Put your hands on top of the car, Justin."
Justin nodded and quickly put his hands on the car. He kept his head down, kept his back straight and pushed his firm ass out with a dandy smile on his young face.
"Liam, put your finger on your nose and recite the alphabet backwards." Officer Infante said as she reached Justin.
"Are you serious? Who can honestly say the alphabet backwards!?"
"Not my problem." Officer Infante said, keeping her eyes on Liam, confirming that he will do what's asked of him.
Liam groaned again, put his finger to his nose and began.
"Z...Y...X?"
Officer Infante turned to Justin, and put her hands at the inside of his heavy thighs and pushed his legs apart quickly. She watched his ass jiggle in his khakis, and smirked.
Justin was very excited.
Officer Infante started her hand at his broad shoulders, and pushed down. She pulled her hand down slowly, along his sides. Halfway down, she moved her hand around to the front of his body, feeling his rockhard abs with all ten of her fingers. She ran it up and down, feeling his body breath life into the sculptured frame in front of her. Then, she ran her hands down his front, reaching his thighs, pulling her hands around towards her. Then, ran her hands down his legs, and back up, moving slowly, making each second count. Then, she reached Justin's ass and pushed her hands in, like she were grabbing into wet clay to make a ceramic pot. Infante moved her hand around, watched Justin's young body shift and enjoyed every moment of watching and feeling this fit teen in front of her. Then, she moved her hand down to the gap between his legs and made the move both were waiting for.
Her hands felt Justin's huge meat sack, and Justin's sack felt the accosting hands of a sexy officer, and it sent shivers down Justin's spine. Officer Infante opened her hands and grabbed both eggs with her hands, and pulled back a bit, just having some fun with it. She pushed her hands up, and saw Justin's body visibly shake for a moment. She knew he was enjoying this too.
She took one hand, and moved it up, to find Justin's cock. She found that it was erect and pushing against the material of his khakis without much room to breathe. She found her hand at the base, and moved along slowly. She was amazed at how long her hand was moving along his cock, she didn't expect him to be so long and so hard. Her mouth grew as she reached the tip, and felt his defined mushroom cap signify the end of his member. She pushed her fingers together gently at the cap, and that was all Justin needed.
Justin intook sharply and spasmed as the fondling and movement of the hot police officer was too much for his young body to handle. He exploded in his pants, and drenched his underwear. Officer Infante felt her fingers on Justin's mushroom tip wetten after his body and large cock shook. She realized what this meant quickly. Officer Infante's eyes and mouth went wide, as she stood there, almost in shock.
Meanwhile, Liam was trying to figure out what comes before R. It took him a bit of time, but he came to the conclusion that the right answer was Q.
Justin stood there, too relieved to be embarrassed at the moment. He fluttered his eyes and breathed out, trying to reaqauint himself with a regulated breathing pattern as Officer Infante tried to figure out how she should proceed.
"Oh... baby, that was so hot! I can keep on going..." Justin said without much thought as he moved a hand to her hand, which was still on his cock, which was still hard. Justin absentmindedly started moving it, thinking more might happen here. Officer Infante found this to be extremely inappropriate and the correct moment to draw the line.
She closed a hand around his testicle and pulled the other away from his cock. Justin's mouth and body froze as Officer Infante pushed Justin's body against the car. Liam got to M, then stopped speaking when he heard the loud noise of his buddy getting thrown into the car.
Officer Infante closed her hand even further, causing Justin's face to squint as his body became overwhelmed with nut pain.
"Are you fucking SERIOUS!?!?" Officer Infante yelled, sounding for the first time like she hadn't calculated this beforehand.
"I can't believe THIS! You cum after 10 seconds of a pretty girl touching you, then you have the NERVE to try and make me get you cum a SECOND TIME!?" Officer Infante seethed, increasing the pressure on Justin's lone nut with each unconstrained emotional outburst. Justin lied against the car, unable to move or fight back, thanks to his recently drained left testicle getting mercilessly squeezed by an angry Hispanic cop. Each increase shot waves through his frame and caused the young, hot 16 year old to grow further and further overwhelmed.
"Woah, what the fuck is happening?!" Liam asked, realizing this shouldn't be common police protocol.
Officer Infante, who forgot that Liam was even there, "What? Oh, shut up. Keep up with your ABC's, this doesn't involve you!"
"No, what the fuck's going on!" Liam demanded, who tried to insert himself into the unbecoming issue.
Before Liam could intervene directly, Officer Infante let go of Justin, turned around and grabbed Liam's hand and threw him on the car next to Justin. The two didn't share the car for too long, before Justin absentmindedly fell to the floor, with both hands buried in his abused manhood.
"WHAT THE FUAARRGH!" Liam belted out, as Officer Infante shoved her hand between Liam's legs and grabbed onto his balls from his backside. Liam struggled and tried to get free, but Officer Infante already had his arm held behind his back and was pushing on the strong red head, making sure he doesn't get free.
"STOP RESISTING!" Officer Infante screamed at Liam, who was doing everything he could to resist.
Keep in mind, this was in broad daylight on a mostly busy street no more than 5 blocks from a courthouse. This was, by all means, a scene.
"RESISTING?! YOU THREW ME AGAISNT MY CAR AND GRABBED ME BY MY BALLS YOU BITCH!" Liam yelled back, who managed to hit Officer Infante with his free arm, getting her to stumble back and let go. She held her head, as Liam hunched over with a hand holding his balls.
Liam turned around, and ran at Officer Infante as quickly as his mind came to the idea. Officer Infante saw it out of the corner of her eye and reacted as she saw appropriate.
Officer Infante reached to her belt, and grabbed a taser. Before Liam reached her, she pulled it out, pressed the button on the close ranged taser and aimed it at, what would be written in the report later, the frenzied threat to her life.
What the report would leave out, is that the taser was aimed at the 'frenzied threats' (for clarification purposes, is a 17 year old boy who was just violated) crotch. The taser made contact with Liam's manhood and the pale redhead jock instantly found himself overcome with an excruciating and overwhelming shock to his system he has never experienced before.
He shook violently, his head and body twitched as he fell back towards the car. Officer Infante watched Liam as he fell back and convulsed for some moments, acting as if his consciousness was unaware of what just happened. Slowly, he became more aware and moved his shaking hands to his burning crotch, that was now also wet with urine, contrasting to Justin's, which was wet with spunk.
Liam's blue eyes were crossed, his mouth was stuttering as he felt himself in complete, unabridged agony that felt like his most delicate parts were just electrocuted, because that's exactly what just happened. He still felt electricity course through him, which caused him to inadvertently shake and flex his strong but currently weak young frame. Liam pulled his legs in and lied on his side as his mouth and eyes were almost glued open as saliva slowly dripped out and he shook at interval, as the pain increased for even longer.
Officer Infante looked around, and realized that she has created quite a scene, one where she is unlikely to be painted as the good cop. She tried to re-orient herself, by fixing her clothes up, putting her shades back on and make sure her cap was on straight. Somehow, it managed to not move an inch from her head. She was honestly pretty proud of that, although she contributed nothing to this feat.
She walked back to her police car, ready to write a report on this before anyone else hears about this, and drove off.
Meanwhile, Justin lied on his stomach, hands over his balls, legs up with his knees aiming down. He moaned gently for some time, as Liam lied on his side with burning testicles and a shaking body, with a current inside him that made the brazen young man shamefully writhe and tear at the ducts.
No one tried to help these well dressed young men, and quietly went about their day as it became obvious that this was the end of the interaction they were invested in. The boys lying next to the car caught the eyes of passing drivers however, which lead to an increase in traffic. But nothing noteworthy came of this.
Slowly, the boys were able to regain their minds and act. Justin was the first to get up. He saw Liam not too far from him, on his side and hands buried between his crotch. Justin waddled over, in his blue dress shirt and darker blue V neck, and bent over slowly. He cringed and grunted, as he put his knees on the floor. He rubbed Liam's shoulder.
"Bro... you okay?"
Liam shifted and moaned, he looked up at Justin with sick eyes, then looked back down.
"Mm... soon... God... I fucking hate that bitch..."
Justin nodded in agreement and put his back to the car, holding his balls with both hands with his knees up, waiting for Liam to feel up to getting up.
"Dude... Justin."
"Yeah?"
"I think I pissed myself.." Liam said, moving a hand to his nose. He smelled it and recoiled and lied on his back.
"Yeah... totally pissed myself."
"That... sucks."
Liam laughed and slowly tried to get up. He used his own car to help him, and Justin followed in suit. The two boys stood hunched on Liam's still running car, and thought to themselves for some moments.
"Get inside." Liam said as he opened the car door to the drivers seat. Justin limped around and eventually managed his way to shotgun, and carefully climbed in.
The two boys sat silently in the car with Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino still playing, before Liam put his hands on the steering wheel with closed eyes. He opened them then sat back in his seat.
"Put on your fucking seat belt please."
Justin did so, then Liam did. Then, Liam drove off and looked for somewhere less slightly less populated. He found a parking lot, filled with empty cars and pulled in. He parked as discretely as possible and stopped driving, but kept the dashboard on. He undid his seat belt, and Justin followed as Liam did.
Justin watched Liam as he sat back and didn't do much for a few moments.
"Justin... open the glove compartment."
Justin did so, and looked in there.
"See the pill bottle?"
"Yeah?"
"Hand me that and the lighter next to it."
Justin did so, and Liam took them both.
"Hang that car freshener too."
Justin did so. It was a decorative pine Christmas tree.
Liam opened the pill bottle, took out a pre-rolled joint and started smoking it. He lit it quickly, took some puffs then passed it to Justin. Liam went to his phone and put on some music that he thinks would do the two of them the best at the moment. In the moment, he realized that although he found Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino to be relaxing, and quality lounge music, he really didn't find it all that gripping or worth listening to at the moment. Liam did appreciate Alex Turner's willingness to try something new, however. It just wasn't up to expectations.
Liam put on something more colorful and evocative, while still managing to be relaxing and easy listening. The Campfire Headphase began playing, and Liam found relief in knowing things are going to get better from here.
The two shared the joint and said little, hearing the simple yet intricately layered notes bend around the compact car, and fill the environment with an adventure, both distinctive and indescribable. Whenever Liam closed his eyes, he found a comforting green pattern to make his senses more warm and approachable.
"I see why you didn't want to go on a date with her now haha..." Justin said at the end of Satellite Anthem Icarus.
Liam laughed and shook his head, turning to Justin, who sat back in his seat like it were couch.
"Yeah, she's a bit... pushy. Wait, can you tell me what happened with you two?"
Justin laughed and looked up at the ceiling of the car as he began to remember what happened.
"Oh haha... yeah, so. She was groping me, feeling me up and everything. It was real hot, you know? She's a sexy woman in a uniform feeling me up, of course that's gonna turn me on."
Liam laughed and kept his eyes on his happy but at times simple friend with a smile as he took a hit from the joint.
"And I'm getting all worked up, I'm hard and everything. Then, she touches my balls and I feel myself shake and I know that this is gonna be fun." Justin laughs out, in spirits with Liam. "And then she grabs my dick and moves up it like it were a pole. And I just couldn't handle that, I came right there."
"Haha, really? You came from that!?"
"Of course bro, how could I not? Then..." Justin said, thinking about what happened next. He started laughing and shaking his head. "I don't remember what I said, but I wasn't thinking."
"Ha! What else is new?" Liam joked, which Justin accepted.
"I know right? But, I said something and wanted more. Then, she grabbed my nut and squeezed me to death. Then, that was it really."
"Damn... that sucks. But at least you got to cum. She just tazed my nuts..."
"What? She tazed your balls!?" Justin asked, sympathetically holding his crotch with both hands and a cringe on his face. Liam nodded and chuckled, handing Justin the joint.
"Yeah, I came in to see what was going on. Then she threw me against the car, and grabbed my balls too! Then, I pushed her off then ran in at her. That's when she tazed me and then I pissed myself, I'm guessing."
Justin laughed out as he had the joint in his mouth and coughing up a storm, mixing his violent coughing fit with laughter, Liam not being too sure which one was winning. Liam concluded that he was the winner for witnessing Justin's eyes water and throat continue to take his voice away for at least 30 seconds.
Hoarsely, "Jesus dude... haha..." Justin let out, passing the joint back to Liam, who finished it promptly.
Liam sat back in the car and closed his eyes just as Dayvan Cowboy started gearing up to reach that special place. The two sat there until the end of the song, and Justin piped up.
"Whenever you get me stoned, I can't help but love this music." Liam laughed and nodded his head. Justin continued. "Like, listening to it normally and I'm like 'ight. This is decent, I'm happy.' But now, and I'm like 'I have achieved zen.'" And Liam and Justin both burst out laughing.
"Yeah dude haha... I fucking feel you. Let's go for a drive, see something pretty. There's another pill bottle in there if you want another joint."
"Awesome."
The two drove off, and very irresponsibly, did so while under the influence, and Liam already forgot about the parking ticket he promised himself he'd forget about. He couldn't of planned it better if he tried.
However, before the two drove too far off, something stopped them. A slightly above average looking guy found himself walking in the parking lot, and not stopping as Liam's car drove forwards. Liam's car didn't stop either, despite the average man's body finding itself in the way.
"SHIT!"
"OHMYGOD!"
Liam and Justin screamed as the man hit the hood of Liam's car with his body, and bounce off of the car, onto the floor. Liam decided to hit the brakes on his car, in hopes to not further aggravate the situation.
Liam and Justin looked at each other with shocked, wide and red eyes. They unlocked their seatbelts and got out of the car, and hoped that they didn't just commit manslaughter.
A man in a green hoodie over a white tee stood up, wearing cargo pants. He was on his back and shook his head as he tried to begin to get up.
"Oh my god sir, I am so sorry! Are you okay?" Liam said as he reached the man and got to his knees. The man looked up at Liam and let out a smile.
"Liam? Shit dude haha..."
Liam smiled and shook his head. "Wow, Spencer? What the fuck are you doing here?"
"Getting ran over by my dealer hehe..." Spencer said as he gave Liam his hand, hoping he gets helped up. Liam laughed as he helped Spencer up. Spencer dusted himself off as he stood up straight.
"Yeah... haha, sorry man. You came out of nowhere!"
"Yeah, whatever... I know you bro. You've got some in your face business strategies!" Spencer said, getting all 3 to laugh. Spencer looked to Justin and curved his lips and cracked his cheeks. He remembered kicking Justin in the balls some time ago.
"Justin, right? Great to see you again!"
"Yeah, same to you bro." Justin said, offering a hand to Spencer. The two embraced, but Spencer grimaced in pain, a tad sore from getting ran over with a 2 ton metal contraption only moments ago.
"Sorry haha... you gonna be okay?" Justin asked, his hands carefully gracing Spencer's frame.
"Yeah, probably..."
"Spencer, get in the car with me and Justin. I got some good shit to burn."
"Cool... told you this was all part of your business strategy haha..." Spencer said as he walked around the side of Liam's car and got in the back. The 3 sat inside and strapped in their seatbelt.
"Justin, hand Spencer the bottle."
Justin opened the glove department and gave it and a lighter to Spencer as Liam pulled out of the parking lot, making damn sure that he didn't run over somebody this time around.
"I also got some product in the trunk if you'd like. Girl Scout Cookies, I know you'd love them."
"Girl Scouts! Oh BOY!" Spencer said, getting Justin and Liam to laugh. Spencer lit up, and heard Liam's car push forward in an 84 Pontiac Dream.
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