Enforcement – Surveillance – Part 4

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Surveillance is one the ten original stories included in Book of Bate Vol. 4, now available at Amazon (Kindle and paperback) or from our friends at BlokeToys in a PDF download format. Scroll down for yours.

Agents Bob Harris and Ted Cline can’t believe what they’re watching on the monitor and hearing in their headphones. Suspects Yanny and Stu are jacking off to a gang bang video and it’s too much for Cline to take. He needs to stroke his cock so badly!

Excerpt from Enforcement – Surveillance – Part 4

Their job was to gather as much intel as they could, they were to record everything, monitor everything, make notes and list time stamps for anything they thought could be relevant. Still, even if they could just turn it all off he wouldn’t want to, not now.

He knew Harris had heard and seen far worse, he couldn’t understand why something like this would make him so uncomfortable in comparison to gang members planning their violent crimes.

“What are they gonna say? ‘Hey, remember that time when we were in a gang bang and we planned that unsolved murder while we were spooging all over her?’ is that what you’re expecting?” Harris sarcastically yapped.

“I get you’re a prude but our job is to listen and watch, if you can’t take it go for a walk or go sit in the bathroom” Cline suggested, eager to be left alone with his new entertainment, free to jack off and finally relieve his growing desperation to cum.

Harris shook his head, his eyes moving down again as Cline’s hand slowly massaged the length of muscle beneath the cotton. It wasn’t exactly subtle. Cline was growing increasingly impatient.

The robe had slipped open a little more with his rhythmic movement, just enough to reveal the fleshy pink sack of Cline’s scrotum sagging in the heat between his hairy thighs, the skin wrinkled and leading down to large smoother orbs hanging low. The start of his tumescent meat rose up from the creased sack like a pink pipe in his hand.

Harris didn’t dwell on it, his head shaking slowly again “how about you go and jack off in the bathroom and let me do my job?” he replied with an almost defeatist tone as he turned back to the screen where Yanny and Stu were still leisurely rubbing their own exposed erections.

“How about you just stop being a pussy and deal with that dick too?” Cline was exasperated, restless, thinking entirely with his cock which was now dribbling an almost constant river of juice while he rubbed up and down the warm length. “I know you’re hard, I think we both need to just jack off and deal with this like men”

“I ain’t jacking off man” Harris laughed incredulously, turning back to the screen and feeling his own thicker penis urging him to reconsider, his meat trapped between the tight denim and his damp skin where juices seeped from the uncomfortably swollen helmet.

Cline had reached his limit. With the crisp audio in one ear and a muffled bass against his skull behind the other he listened intently as the unmistakable sounds of fucking and sucking filled his head again. He watched the screen as Stu slapped his length of cock against his open palm, grabbing the end and almost twisting it in his grip before repeating the move while Yanny watched and rubbed his own helmet in his fingers.