Killing Time
ATF Universe
January 10, 2001
"Next time you decide to take a short cut, let me know," Chris began. "That way I can drive and actually get where we need to go.""How the hell was I supposed to know they were doing construction on this road?" Vin replied, irritated. "Last time I came this way I avoided all the rush hour traffic from the highway and got to your place half an hour sooner."
"And when was the last time you came this way?"
"About a month ago."
"About a month ago," Chris repeated.
The two men looked about them. They were stuck on a two lane road that had been reduced to one lane while construction vehicles and men were replacing an old bridge. There were about a dozen cars in front of and behind them. And if that wasn't bad enough, one of the cranes putting a steel girder in place had some mechanical problems and got stuck in the middle of the open lane.
"Great, just great," Vin muttered. "Now we're gonna be even later!"
Chris looked over at the younger man and shook his head. "Gee, Vin, what's the big rush?" he asked, knowingly.
Vin just glared at his boss. Chris knew exactly what the rush was. The two men had been tossing innuendos back and forth at each other throughout the day. Promises of what their night would entail teased in whispers as they passed each other in the office. E-mails so explicit that they were sure circuit boards had to have burned out. Chris almost had to take a trip to the men's room after watching Vin eat his lunch. The sharpshooter had a habit of making sure he licked his lips clean after each bite of sandwich or sip of juice.
"So turn around," he suggested.
And Vin was just about to do that, and head back to the crowded highway, when fate took another wrong turn. It seemed someone else had a similar idea. Unfortunately several someones. The next thing they knew, three cars had crashed into each other just behind Vin's Jeep, blocking the way.
"Shit." The soft curse was accompanied by several thumps as Vin let his forehead hit the steering wheel.
"Think we ought to check on them?" Chris asked.
His question was answered as he turned and saw a state patrol car drive up the shoulder toward the car accident. Chris saw that the drivers of the vehicles were out and seemed alright, physically. He watched for a little bit, ready to back up the officers if the drivers got out of hand, before settling back into his seat.
"Anybody you know?" Vin asked. He'd been watching things as well.
"Nah, looks like two women. I don't know any lady state cops," Chris replied. He looked up as he saw one of the officers start approaching the vehicles in the lane. "One's coming this way, though."
Vin rolled down the window as the officer approached the Jeep. "What can I do for you, Officer Bay?" he asked, reading the woman's nametag.
"Just wanted to let everyone know that it'll be a while before we can clear this mess up," she said. "Two of those cars are locked up pretty good together. Gonna have to wait for a tow truck to get them unhooked. And from the looks of things at the bridge, that direction'll take even longer to clear. So sit tight, if you got a cell phone, tell the loved ones you'll be late."
"Thanks, Officer," Vin and Chris replied simultaneously and watched the woman head off toward the car in front of them.
Chris watched as Vin rolled the window back up. The younger man definitely did not look pleased. "You know, Vin," he began. "We never said we had to wait until we got home," he continued, reaching over to put a hand to Vin's crotch.
Vin looked at Chris, saw the mischievous gleam in his eye and felt the warm hand working at hardening his cock. It didn't have to work too hard. He smiled and gave Chris his own mischievous look right back. What the hell.
"Nope, we never did, did we," he finally replied. "And it ain't like we got nothin' better to do while we wait," he added, reaching down to unzip his jeans. "Might as well make the best of a bad situation."
"That's the spirit," Chris agreed and reached in to take a better hold of Vin's shaft.
"Oh, yeah, that's the spirit, alright," Vin said with a groan and reached over to do some of the same to Chris.
After a few minutes of Chris's hands on his dick, and hours of unresolved horniness built up during the day, Vin couldn't take it anymore.
"Come on, Chris, ya gotta suck me!" he practically begged.
And Chris was only too happy to oblige. After taking a quick look around first, the blonde leaned over and buried his head into Vin's lap. He smiled at the satisfied groan Vin let out as he took the hard flesh into his mouth and began to suck.
While Vin was enjoying Chris's ministrations, he did try to keep an eye on things around them. Lord knew he didn't need some old lady or kid approaching their car asking the time of day or something while Chris was going down on him! But of course, Chris was very good at what he did. It was a very difficult task to pay attention to anything else. So Vin was very surprised when he heard a knock at the window.
They were caught in the act. What to do? Vin decided to take things in stride. He put his hand on the back of Chris's head, keeping the older man from moving away and looked to his left. At the window was the other female state police officer. Vin rolled down the window.
"Yes ma'am?" he asked casually, smiling at the woman.
"Howdy, boys," she greeted them with a smile.
Vin just looked at the woman with a smile of his own while he petted the back of Chris's head with his hand.
"Something we can do for you, Officer Dane?" he asked finally, reading her nametag and meeting her gaze.
"Your friend okay?" she asked.
"He's not feelin' too good," Vin replied easily.
"Looks like he's probably feelin' something very good," the woman replied with a smile.
Vin just smiled right back.
"Listen," she began, getting back to business, "my partner and I were wondering if you wouldn't mind moving your Jeep up onto the shoulder over there," she said, pointing to an area to their right. "We're trying to make a little room here," she added.
"Sure, not a problem," Vin replied and watched the woman walk back to the patrol car.
He let go of Chris's head long enough to start the Jeep and put it into gear. Chris looked up and with his eyes, told Vin that he was not done yet.
"Oh, believe me, Cowboy, I know. I plan on letting you finish just what you started as soon as we're done moving over."
Meanwhile, inside the police car…
"They buy it?" Officer Bay asked.
"Looks like it," Officer Dane replied, closing the door.
"Oh, yeah, this is definitely a better view. Damn! Look at the way he can go down on that boy!"
"And you were bitching about having to go to another fender bender!"
The End