Something’s Brewing

“What do we have here?” Bill looked at another crime scene. The only evidence linking the first murder and the truck stop ones were the slit throats and finding them with their pants around their ankles. He was lucky with the ring before. As Bill looked at the body, he felt like something was wrong. The eyes weren’t glazed over, his mouth wasn’t in a smile. Something different went down here he thought.

“Officer Walsh, good to see you. Single homicide. Male. 25 it seems. Just like the others, that’s why we called you.” The woman officer told him. Bill bent to look at the face and down the body. He probably would’ve been good in bed. He notices there isn’t anything around his genitals. They’re perfectly clean. No lube, not a condom in sight. Not like the other crime scenes.

“Was there any kind of lube or maybe a condom in the trash?”

“Nope. He was exactly like this when we found him. Why?”

“I can’t explain it right now, but I don’t think this is connected with the others.”

“It’s the same MO.”

“Maybe. I need a blood screening to double-check everything is the same. Have the labs run the same tests and have them call me when they’re done. I’ll let you know my findings once they know.” Bill stood up to leave. He checked his phone. Derek had sent a picture, of him making dinner naked for the both of them with “Get here before it get’s cold.” text under it. He wanted nothing more that to go home and ravage his body. “I’ll call you.” He said as he slipped out to his police car. “Just leaving a scene. Something new popped up. Can’t wait to eat you.” He sent with a picture of his uniform partially unbuttoned. Bill didn’t know why, but he was crazy for him.

Bill drove home as quickly as he could. He couldn’t wait to get home to Derek. Maybe he should ask if Derek wants to move in with him Bill thought as he pulled into the drive way. He got out of the car and walked up to the front door. He didn’t bother knocking and just went right in. He took off his gun belt and placed it on the table in the entryway.

“Dinner is ready, so get your sweet ass in here.” Derek called from the kitchen.

“I’m coming, I’m coming. Work was crazy.” Bill said as he walked into the kitchen buck naked.

“I see you joined in the no clothes party.”

“I never liked them anyway.” Bill said and kissed Derek, his hand sneaked down and he grabbed Derek’s ass.

Mmm. “No. Eat first, then you can play.” Derek slapped Bill in the chest playfully and went to pull his chair out at the table. “After you.”

“Thanks.” Bill sat in the chair. Derek brought the food and sat across from him. Bill began eating.

“So, what did you find?” Derek asked between bites.

“Another death. This time it’s exactly like what you do, but I feel like there are some slight differences.” Bill looked at him. Derek had fed today, but he made sure it was way out of town. “He was 25, not really your type from the previous kill…feedings, but it had the same MO. Was it you?”

“The description doesn’t ring a bell. You may get a call from out of town though.”

“Great, now I have two killers on the loose.”

“Hey, I’m doing this for you.” Derek finished and got up to take care of the dishes. Once Bill was done, he took his plate over to the sink and hugged Derek’s body from behind.

“I’m sorry.” Bill said and his hands began to roam across Derek’s body.”

“It’s okay, I just don’t want to hurt you, so others die. It would’ve happened anyway. I just don’t know how to feel about this other person. What excuse do they have?” Derek said and moved his soapy hands onto Bill’s.

“Depends, I’ve never dealt with a copy cat before.”




Derek felt a hand slide across his chest. Light was streaming in through the curtains. He opened his eyes, even if it was barely because of all the light. “Don’t you own any black-out curtains? How do you sleep with all this light in here?” Derek asked Bill as he turned to cuddle up against him, burying his face in Bill’s arm pit.

“Sorry babe. Helps me wake up for work.” Bill said and wrapped his arm around him. He thought of last night. He should’ve known Derek was behind this, but he thought Derek fed on sex. What was with the slit throats? What more didn’t he know about him? Derek moved his hand to Bill’s chest. He ran his hand through the hair and down through Bill’s happy trail. His hand stopped there. “You gunna help a guy out?” Bill said, pushing the covers below his waist. Derek moved his hand farther down and grabbed hold of Bill. “Fuck.”

“Need some help I see.” Derek said, moving his fist up and down.

“Oh fuck, you know I do.” Bill thrust his hips up in Derek’s hand. Derek could feel the energy emanating from Bill’s body. He took a sip, but tried not to delve too much.

Beep beep beep, beep beep beep. Bill grabbed his phone as Derek moved his head to his groin. “Officer Walsh here.” Mmm. “Two bodies? At a truck stop. Same MO? I’ll be there as soon as I can. Mhmm. Thank you. Bye.” Bill hung up the phone.

“New crime scene?” Derek said and went back on him.

“Yes. I need to go soon. Don’t stop. I’m close.”

“It was me.” Derek said and sucked harder.

“Oh fuck.” Bill knew this already. He put his hand behind Derek’s head and pushed his head down. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Fuck it, here it comes.” Bill’s energy exploded. Derek kept a little, but let him revel in his orgasm. “I need to take a shower.”

“And I need to finish. Go, you got work to do.” Derek winked and began playing with himself. Bill had a bathroom set right off his room in line with his bed. Derek could see him shower, and definitely put on a show for him. “You keep doing that and I won’t be able to stop myself from coming over there and plowing you into the night.” Bill called over as he sudzed up.

“You certainly could try.” Derek continued working on both parts of himself, making sure he’s on full display for Bill.

“Damn you.” Bill laughed. “I need to go to work. Even though it is you, I need to find someone, or make it a cold case. Until then, I need to go.” Bill got out of the shower and dried off. Derek finished as Bill got dressed.

“I’m feeling a little low, maybe I’ll go feed while you’re away.”

“Just not here please. I’d rather not come home to find a body on the couch.”

“Don’t worry, it’s always different place. I’ll keep you busy.” Derek winked as Bill left. Derek sighed. He left his house, naked, to go to his car. He grabbed his bag and went back inside. He put on his favorite hunting outfit and decided to go to the park.

“So, what do we have?” Bill walked into the truck stop men’s bathroom. Two bodies with blood dried on them still leaned against the side wall.

What do you Want

“A ring?” Derek asked, but stopped moving for a split second.

“Yup. And the deceased was single, so we know it wasn’t his.” Bill said and looked at Derek. The ring was at the lab now for testing, but he thinks it belonged to Mr. Sampson.

“Where else could it have come from?” Derek looked up to Bill with a smile. He wonders if Bill has made the connection yet. The table was square and small enough for Derek to find Bill’s foot. He continued to eat and sneak his foot up Bill’s leg. Bill’s face noticeably changed with the contact.

“We are thinking it might be from the killer for some reason. Either to make connection between the victims, or to wave their hand in our faces. Screaming ‘come find me,’ from a distance. It bugs me.” Bill looked to Derek, but finished eating.

“You never now. They might’ve just left it on accident.” Derek continued moving his foot up until it was in Bill’s fiery crotch. He finished eating and looked up to Bill. Bill was staring at him. “What?”

“I just can’t keep my eyes off you.” Bill moved his chair back and got up. He placed the dishes in the sink and began washing them. Derek brought his over as well. When he placed them down, he wrapped his hands around Bill and hugged him.

“I love the feel of your skin on my back, but I think something.” Bill pushed his ass out. “Wants some attention.”

“Oh really? I think I can help with that.” Derek got on his knees behind Bill. He spread bill’s cheeks and Bill spread his legs a little bit so Derek had a little more to work with.

“Oh! God you’re good at that. I hope you ate today because I fucking need you.” Bill continued washing dishes and Derek’s hand sneaked up his groin. “Oh! Yes. Faster. I think this is the most fun I’ve had washing dishes.” Bill said as he finished putting the last one in the drying rack. “Come here.” Derek stopped licking and stood up.

“What? Didn’t you like that?” Derek asked and put his hand on Bill’s peck, playing with his nipple.

“Yes, come with me?” Bill grabbed Derek’s hand and moved towards the stairs for his room.

“Of course.” Derek held on and followed Bill to his room. When they got there, Bill pushed Derek on the bed and straddled his lap. Derek was wearing only his gym shorts and a thin tank top. Bill was wearing nothing. Derek had never seen Bill like this, but he liked it. He could be in control for once. “Oh god.” Bill had just ground his ass onto Derek’s lap.

“You like that?” Bill said and moved his hips, grinding on Derek again.

“Oh god yes. Where has this guy been?” Derek moaned.

“You like being dominated? You like it when a guy takes control over every. Single. Move.” Bill ground his hips to make emphasis of his point.

“Yes. God I want you.”

“And I want this.” Bill said and groped Derek.

“Fucking take it.”

Bill got off Derek and grabbed onto his shorts. Derek lifted his hips to let Bill take them off. With his shorts off, Bill pushed Derek back again and straddled him. He looked into Derek’s eyes as he pushed his ass down on Derek, taking him in slowly, but all at once.

“Oh fuck Bill, ride me.”

Unh! “Yes.” Bill began working his hips even more one Derek. “Oh fuck. Yes. Do you know where that ring came from?” Bill continued to ride Derek, but stared into his eyes.

Mmmm. “Yes.” Derek looked into bills eyes, wrapped his arms around him and rolled over so he was on top.

“Fuck, don’t stop. Where is it from?” Bill couldn’t stop himself from moaning really loud from the new angle.

“Patrick.” Derek said and picked up his pace. It’s been a while since he was on top.

“Faster. Who’s Patrick?” Bill said and wrapped his legs around Derek, pulling him farther in.

“Patrick Sampson. The guy who lived next door. Fuck. Such a kinky man. Couldn’t stop spanking me.” Derek looked into Bill’s eyes. He knew he was close, but wanted Bill to finish first.

“I’ll have to remember, oh god yes! That you liked to be spanked. God, fuck it out of me.”

“Do it for me baby. Come on.” Derek went a little harder, pushing all of Bill’s buttons.

“Oh god!” Bill and Derek said at the same time.

“Fuck, that was good. You need to top more often.” Bill said and kissed Derek. “Oh, by the way. Don’t even think about leaving the city. You just became my prime suspect.” Bill put his hand behind Derek’s head to kiss him harder.

“Mmm, good luck. You won’t be able to place me at the scene. No evidence. No witnesses. No conviction. And if you ever try to wear a wire or record me, I’ll just..” His voice changed. “Change my voice, and I’ll bring you down instead. Got me?” Derek said and pumped one last time into Bill.

“I got it. Trust me. I don’t want you going anywhere.” Bill said and fell back on the bed. He began to snore.

“Good. I don’t want to lose you either.” Derek said and moved out to cuddle Bill. “I’ll just need to feed more because of you.” He fell asleep.

A Second

Derek’s eyes flutter open. What time is it? He looked at his phone. 5:44pm, and a message from Bill. Great, wasted the day away. At least I had fun. “Long day at work. Eat and come over for the night?” Bill said with a winky face at the end. What has happened to me? Derek texted back yes please, and got up. He picked out his favorite shorts and mesh crop-top. Time for hunting. He left the house and decided to try a rest stop.

He stopped his car and got out. It was so small, but a couple other cars were outside. Derek entered the men’s restroom. Two guys were at the urinals. No walls blocked the men. Derek went to the one in between them, unzipped and took a piss. He looked at the other two guys while they finished but didn’t hide away. “Well guys, are you going to just stand there wanking your dicks, or are you going to do something about that?” Derek said and pushed his short down a bit more, showing the top of his ass.

“Think a boy like you can handle all this?” The man on his right asked, shaking his prick around.

“You can’t even imagine what I can handle.” Derek got on his knees to work on the guy on his right.

“Hey now, don’t forget about me.” The guy on his left stepped up right to his face.

Mmm. “Someone’s a little impatient.” Derek switched to the other guy. Moving from one to the other. Derek moved his ass up some towards the guy on the right. The guy grabbed onto the shorts and pulled them down. Derek didn’t wear anything underneath.

“Perfect. And so smooth.” The man rubbed all over his ass, pressing a bit with his finger to go inside.

Mmmm. Derek moaned as the man pressed farther in.

“I think he likes it.” The man pushed another finger inside and moved them around. Derek’s eyes began to change to a dull golden color. Eating two for the price of one was all the more sweeter. The guy got impatient so he tried something a bit harder from behind. Derek could tell both were hot and ready, their energy throbbing. He was draining them dry as they fucked from both ends. As both men finished, Derek’s eyes grew bright gold and he went for it. Neither men realized what had happened till it was too late. Blood flowed down their necks.

Derek licked at the wounds for a bit, his eyes slowly turning a dull red as always. Satiated with his efforts, he left to go to Bills. He texted his mom he was going over to a friends, just to cover that base. He secretly hoped Bill had tomorrow off. Derek parked in front of Bill’s house and got out. He went up to the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

“Come in. It’s unlocked.” Bill called from inside. Derek opened the door and immediately was swept away with the smell of something delicious.

“What are you doing?” Derek asked as he entered the kitchen and stopped cold. Bill was at the stove with only an apron on. He could see red hair covering Bill’s beautiful ass. “I hope food isn’t the only thing on the menu tonight.” Derek licked his lips and went up behind Bill.

“Of course I’m also on the, oh! Menu.” Bill continued to cook as he felt something warm and wet between his cheeks. Bill was making parmesan chicken. He wasn’t sure if Derek liked it, but wanted to make something for him anyway.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

“It’s done. God, are you hungry or just want me?” Bill moaned but didn’t want Derek to stop.

Mmmm. “Some food would be nice. I’m actually famished.” Derek got up from behind Bill and hugged him. “Look at my man, cooking just for me.” Derek kissed Bill on the neck.

“Your man huh?” Bill asked, turning around. He smiled at Derek as he saw the panic light in Derek’s beautiful eyes. “I’m kidding. But I do need to take the chicken out or it will be really dry.” Bill broke away from Derek to open the stove.

“I guess I’ll get the table set.” Derek slapped Bill’s ass and moved to get the plates but didn’t know where to start.

“Top cupboard on the left. Close to the fridge.”

“Thanks.” Derek laughed and grabbed two. He set them down at the table, while Bill brought the rest. Derek watched as Bill put everything on the table and took off his apron. He whistled.

“Down boy. There will be plenty of time to play after we eat.” Bill started filling his plate.

“True. You better be ready to go all night.” Derek snickered and also began to fill his plate. “How was work?” He asked as he ate the chicken.

“Interesting. I was called into another scene. Another male killed, just like your neighbor actually. Throat slit, practically naked. But we did find something I think is a bit odd.” Bill looked at Derek but continued eating.

“What was that?” Derek said without looking up from his plate.

“A ring.”



Vvv vvv. Derek grabbed his phone and turned on the screen. “Where are you?” Came from his mom. A forearm crossed over his chest as he replied. “I need to go home soon.” Derek put his hand over Bill’s and squeazed.

“But we only just got started.” Bill said and rubbed Derek’s chest.

“I know, but my mom is wondering about me.”

“Why not just tell her you’re with a friend.” Bill moved onto his side facing Derek.

“That would work if my car wasn’t still at home.” He laughed and shifted to be right up next to Bill’s body. He could feel the heat and energy radiating off Bill. Derek rubbed his back and groped his ass before getting up and walking to the mirror.

“Come back soon.”

“Don’t you have work?” Derek snickered, touching the mirror’s surface to leave.

“Don’t remind me. Hey, my head doesn’t hurt today.” Bill said and moved the covers down a bit lower, hoping to entice Derek to come back for just a little more.

“That’s because I fed before coming back to you. Go do your job, I’ll be waiting.” Derek winked and left through Bill’s mirror. He was back in his room and got dressed. “Mom.” He called from his room.

“There you are, where have you been? I swear I checked your room and you weren’t in it.” Derek’s mom was downstairs, cleaning the living room.

“Sorry mom, I was out late last night walking around with some friends. I must’ve slept through your calls.” Derek said and hugged his mom.

“It’s fine, just let me know next time. What are you up to today?” His mom slightly hugged him back, then continued cleaning.

“I was kind of thinking of just having a lazy day, after everything that happened yesterday you know?” Derek left the living room and pulled out his phone to text Bill.

“Okay sweety, if you need anything, let me know.”

“I will mom, I might go for a walk.”

“Okay dear.”

Derek went up the stairs, back to his bedroom. “How’s work?” He sent to Bill. Derek walked to his window to look across to the Sampson house. He opened the curtain and his heart stopped. Through the yellow tape on the window across the way, he saw Bill.

Vvv vvv. Derek looked at his phone. “I don’t know, you tell me.” Bill waved. Derek waved back.

“Are you alone.” Derek replied. He lifted his shirt up over his head and threw it aside. His phone vibrated in his hand.

“I’m the only one casing this scene.” Bill texted back and Derek could see him undo his belt. Derek hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his gym shorts and slipped them down. His phone vibrated on his desk.

“You keep going. I’ll watch and work.” Bill said and slightly moved away from the window.

“Whatever you say. At least I’ll have fun.” Derek sent and put his phone down with the screen left on. He started feeling his body, working on himself while looking over to Bill. He could feel his hunger deepen. He thought of Bill and his prowess. He kept working on himself and moaned.

“Keep going babe. You’re so hot.” Bill continued searching the room, but couldn’t keep his eyes away from the window. There was something still missing from Mr. Sampson, his wedding ring, that he was hoping to find.

Derek looked at the phone and continued, but maybe putting a little bit more show into it. It’s been a while since Derek hasn’t worked on just himself. He could feel Bill’s want for him from twenty feets away. His energy exploded and watched as bill stared at him through the windows. He was drained and left the view.

“I hope you saved some for me.” Bill texted him.

“I always have time for you, text me later.” Derek closed his phone and passed out on the bed.

“You can count on me.” Bill sent and then continued looking. Psshhht. Officer Walsh, please come in officer Walsh. Pssshhht. “10-4, officer Walsh here, standing by.” Psshhhttt. 10-100, body found, you’re requested at the scene. Pssshhhtt. “10-4, leaving the Sampson’s place now.” Psshhhtt. 10-4, we’ll send you the address to your car. Psssshhhht. “10-4, on my way.” Bill left the crime scene to the next, he wonders why he was called to this other scene and leaves.



Vvv vvv. Derek groaned and reached for his phone. “Derek, I think we need to talk.” Seven words and Derek’s heart froze.

“When do you want to meet up?” He sent the text and clutched the plastic casing and glass screen. Vvv— He opened the text before it could even go off again.

“You should come over now. You can do whatever you want to get here.” Derek couldn’t believe it. Bill remembered.

“I’ll be right there.” Derek replied and walked to the mirror. No time for clothes. He thought of Bill and walked through.

“There you are.”

“Well, you said right now. So here I am. What did you want to talk about?” Derek went to the bed and sat down. Bill had already seen him naked, so why try to cover up?

“What are you? You came through my mirror last night, and then left without a trace. I know I didn’t drink anything last night, so why do I feel like I have a hangover?” Bill stood in the doorway with a towel around his waist.

“That’s all very…complicated.”

“Try me, because all I know is you just came through a mirror. A fucking mirror, and I don’t know how to deal with this right now. Plus the murder investigation. Just tell me.” Bill walked up to Derek, wanting to hold him, but Derek looked away.

“You’re hung over because as you were inside me, I was feeding on your energy. Ever since I went through puberty, it’s all I could do.” Derek couldn’t look at Bill. He didn’t even know why he was telling him this. He never met anyone that he couldn’t glamour.

“So you feed…on sex?” Bill asked Derek. He put his hand on Derek’s shoulder, slightly rubbing it.

“Yup. I don’t know why I’m like this, but I think I’m what they call, and Incubus. We feed on sexual energy. When I first looked at you at my house, I knew I needed you, badly, I just didn’t know I wanted you. That’s why I left. I need to feed once a day, and at the end…at the end they die. I couldn’t…wouldn’t do that to you.” Derek put his hand over Bill’s.

“Hey.” Bill sat down next to Derek. “If a hangover is all I got from the most amazing sex I’ve had in years, then I want one for every day until I die.”

“Be careful what you wish for.” Derek said and straddled Bill. The only thing between them was a mere piece of cloth. “You might just get it.” Derek kissed Bill, siphoning some of his energy, but stopped. He caressed Bill’s face. The color had drained a bit, and his eyes became clouded. He looked so happy. “Bill.” Derek ground his hips on top of Bill’s hips.


“If you don’t mind. I need to feed. Do you think I can come back after?” Derek continued to grind on top of him. “It’s so you won’t die.”

“As long as you promise to come back.” Bill said and kissed Derek’s neck.

“Anything for you.”



Helping Bill

Tink tink tink. Derek tapped the card on his desk. He looked at the back. “Like what you see? Text or call me. Winky face. (206)-777-2841.” This was scrawled quickly on the back of his card. Derek grabs his phone off the desk and creates a contact for this officer. “So I was wondering, do the carpets match the drapes?” Derek put in and sent. It’s just another hit, but his stomach was doing cartwheels.

Derek’s phone screen lit up. He opened the message. “I don’t know, why don’t you see for yourself with a winky face at the end.” A picture followed of Officer Walsh, red hair covered everything, from chest to stomach, to definitely the groin area, and more. Derek looked at the picture and knew he wanted more.

“Damn man, I wanted you since I laid eyes on you, but now I wish you had taken me in your cop car and gave me a hard pat down. Winky face.” He pushed send, and couldn’t believe what he just said. He knew that was cheesy, but hopefully Officer Bill will take the–” vvvv vvvv. Derek unlocked the screen and clicked on Bill’s message.

“This hard?” Then a picture of his dick. Praise modern technology and the fact that most men are some-what exhibitionist Derek thought.

“Where are you? I think I need some help.” Derek pressed send and looked up at his ceiling. He hoped he responded in the correct way, and not worried. vvvv vvvv.

“Come help me and then a winky face and an address.” There was also a picture and Derek found out just how hairy Bill was with his legs in the air.

“I’ll be right there.” Pressed send and moved off his chair. He went up to the full length mirror in his room and thought of Bill. Of all of Bill. He could see Bill in the mirror and walked through. He freaked for a second from Derek coming through his mirror. In his room. But calmed once Derek stared into his eyes. “I’m here now.”

“I-I see that.” Bill stammered.

“Shhh. Just let me take care of that.” Derek said as he crept onto the bed, in between Bill’s legs. He went down on Bill.

“Fuck man.” Bill moaned, grabbing onto Derek’s hair. Derek’s hands roamed all over Bill’s body, reading his body and absorbing his energy. As Bill guided Derek’s mouth, his other hand roamed across Derek’s back and grabbed his ass. He noticed the hand prints that were still red from Patrick. Mmm. “I think someone likes to be–” Smack.

Nnh! Derek moaned around working on Bill.

“Spanked.” Bill finished. He worked his hand across the fresh red marks he just made. He rubbed down the middle and found something with a little, resistance. Bill pressed his finger in and Derek came off Bill and moaned.

Derek looked into Bill’s eyes. “Fuck me.”

“You want it, come and get it.” Bill told Derek. Derek moved farther up on Bill’s body. He could feel the hairs on Bill’s body tickle his skin. Derek stared into Bill’s eyes as he shifted and moved slowly down again on bill and kissed him as he went. They worked in tandem, both working each other to go over the edge, but neither wanted it to end. Derek kissed Bill’s neck, then bit down. Bill cried out as a little bit of blood was drawn.

Stop! Something inside Derek screams inside his head. He looked down at Bill and he’s a bit pale but still riding the high from them together. Derek stopped moving and Bill, smiling, passed out. He’d never done that before. He felt almost completely satisfied, but couldn’t take him. He wanted Bill, but didn’t need him. Derek kissed Bill again and got off. He wanted more but knew what the cost was. He left through the mirror, still naked back to his room.

“Text me tomorrow.” He texted Bill. He hopes Bill won’t be angry but he’ll find out tomorrow. Derek went to his dresser and grabbed out his mesh tank top and the pair of cut off shorts he knew showed too much of his ass. He needed to feed, but it wasn’t going to be Bill.


Found a Cop

Police Sirens. Derek could still hear screaming from next door.

“Derek. I think the police are next door. I wonder what happened.”

“I don’t know mom. Maybe something happened to one of them. You don’t think it was a heart attack, could it be?” Derek called down to his mom. Having just come back from Patrick, he knew all to well what Mrs. Sampson had found when she entered the house.

Knock knock knock. Derek got up off his bed, out his door, and down the stairs. He hoped the cops were at least a little hot. His mom answered the door just as he reached the landing.


“Hi Miss, we were just wondering if we could ask you and, your son–” The first officer looked right at Derek. Staring right into his eyes. Derek could feel the pull of want he had with Patrick. “some questions?” Derek stepped up closer to the front door and saw his name tag said Walsh. Clean shaven, police hat on, Derek couldn’t tell if he was a red-head or not. He’s always wanted on in the collection.

“Sure, has anything happened?”

“Well ma’am, have you seen anyone entering the house next door about an hour or two ago?”


“No.” Derek said looking at officer Walsh in the eyes. He couldn’t stop looking at the officer all over. Officer Walsh smiled.

“Do you know of anyone that had a problem with Mr. Sampson, or had been acting weird around the house or neighborhood at all?” Officer Walsh asked the two of them, but mainly continued to look at Derek.

“I don’t think so. I just got home, did you see anything Derek?” His mom directed the question to him.

“Even with my room facing their house, I didn’t see anything. I also have not really seen anyone around the neighborhood other than the delivery services and mail people driving around like usual. Although, there has been a red Ford F150 driving around lately. I don’t know if that could possibly have a connection.” Derek said to the officer. He blatantly looked from the officer’s face, down to his crotch, and then back to his eyes.

“A red Ford F150 pickup truck you say? Did you happen to catch the license plate number?” Officer Walsh asked Derek.

“Nope. I’m sorry. If I see it again. I will definitely try to see the plate.”

“Thank you. If you do, or need anything…” Officer Walsh took out a card from his shirt pocket and wrote something on the back. “Don’t hesitate to call me. Even if you think someone is in danger, or trying to break in. Call me for anything, alright?” Officer Walsh hand Derek the card.

“I definitely will Officer Walsh.”

“You can call me Bill.”

“Okay then, Bill. You can count on me.” Derek winks at him. Officer Walsh smiles. Derek didn’t even notice the older officer standing behind Bill. The officer said good day, and both he and Bill left to go to the next house. Thank god with Patrick’s and his, indiscretions, they had learned to use the back door. No one would’ve seen him go next door.

“Oh my god. What do you think happened to Patrick? I know he was like a father to you ever since he moved here.” Derek’s mother closed the front door and looked at him.

“Don’t worry mom, everything is going to be okay, and I don’t know what could’ve happened to him, I just hope he’s not dead.”

“Derek, the police were here.” His mom said in hushed tones, bringing him into the living room.

“I know, I think everything will be fine. They’ll catch whoever did what, and we’ll be safe again.”

“If you say so honey. Oh, I don’t want you going out after dark with this maniac about.” She hugged him.

“Okay mom, I won’t.” Derek said to his mother. He didn’t look at her while he said this, just sat there. Staring forward and thinking of that hot officer Walsh.


The Daily Post

“Please sir, may I have another?”


Unh! “Thank you sir.”

“I think you’ve had enough for today.”

“Are you sure? I have been a bit naughty lately.” Derek grinned at Patrick.

“How naughty have you been?” Patrick keeps Derek bent over his knee.

“Have you noticed you were missing this?” Derek produced Patrick’s wedding ring from his hand.

“You had this?” Patrick said calmly. Derek snickered.

“What did you tell your wife? That you were having it cleaned?” Derek laughed as Patrick grabbed the ring from Derek.

“I told her I took it off to take a shower the other day and the cat must’ve knocked it into the sink. I was going to check the trap today to see. But it was all you.” Patrick raised his hand.

“Yes it was. I needed something of yours for next time.” Smack. Unh! 

“But my wedding ring? Why?” Patrick spanked him again. By now Derek’s glutes were flaming red and hot to the touch.

Unh! “How else was I going to get your attention? All you do is look at her all day anymore.”

“You know why. Since your father left you and your mom, I may have stood in, but I am also married.” Patrick spanked him again.

Unh! “I know you look into my bedroom from your house. I can see you, you know? I just wanted some more attention.” Smack. Unh! “Thank you sir.” Derek squeezed Patrick’s leg with that one. Patrick lifted his arm holding Derek bent over.Derek pushed himself off Patrick and pulled his gym shorts up. Of course not wearing anything underneath just for him.

“You’ve seen me?”

“Why do you think I keep the curtains open, and a light on at night? I can see what you want.” Derek puts his hand on Patrick’s knee and glides it towards–

“Wait. I may agree to spanking you, but that…that’s a bit much.” Patrick put his hand on top of Derek’s, but didn’t necessarily move it away.

“Your mouth says one thing. But your eyes…” Derek moves his hand and cups Patrick’s manhood.

“Oh god.”

“But your eyes are pleading for a, manly touch.” Derek gropes Patrick through his trousers. His other hand is snaking around Patrick’s neck to go in for the kill.

Waiting in his room across the way, Derek could hear a faint scream. Delicious.