Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Undercover Lovers ❯ Locker room mayhem ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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CHAPTER 3: Locker room mayhem

Squall opened his eyes and looked up to see Sgt. Seagill standing there with a tall ruggedly handsome blond. He smirked and winked, “Teaching my fellow officers the fine art of giving a blow job.” Then bit the end off the banana with strong white even teeth clicking them together for added effect. The action caused every man in the room to flinch.

Fujin laughed at their reaction, Squall was her best friend and had been since the second grade. Like him she always wanted to be a cop. Not only had they gone to college together but had gone into the academy as well. Hell he had even taken her to prom. She was the first person that he had outed himself to they had been 10 and were sitting in her tree house talking.

“Can I tell you something Fuji?”

“Of course you can.”

“You have to promise never to tell anyone.”

“Okay I promise.”

“I like boys.”

“That's okay Squall, so do I.”

“No I `like' boys.” He put an emphasis on the like.

“Oh! Oh! You mean you're gay?”

“Yes.”

“How do you know Squall? Have you ever kissed a girl?”

He blushed pink and said no.

“Then don't you think you should kiss at least one girl to find out for sure?”

“I suppose. But who?”

“How about me?”

It was his first kiss, and although it was pleasant enough it didn't do anything for him.

“Well?”

“Sorry Fuji, nothing.”

“That's okay Squall. To tell you the truth it didn't do anything for me either. I don't care if you're gay. You're still my best friend.”

Kiro's bit back a chuckle, “Fine but teach Sex Ed. on your own time and not the departments. Now get your skinny ass off my desk and in your own seat.” He couldn't help it he liked the kid. Squall Leonhart was one of the youngest detectives on the force and was also one of the best. He always went well beyond the call of duty. He had more commendations then he could count and to top it off he was a freaking stand-up comic. And of course mustn't forget his nephew by marriage.

Squall hopped off the desk smiled and answered, “Yes sir.” Munching on the banana all the way to his desk.

Seifer had been unable to get control of his raging hard-on no matter how much he ordered himself. But when Leonhart bit the end of the banana it quickly deflated. He was intrigued as he watched him slide into his seat. Catching a brief glance of a tight butt cheek. Yes he was definitely intrigued, but he shook the feeling off quicker then he had his earlier erection

After Squall had slid his lean body into his chair Chris Mitchell turned to ask him, “Hey Leonhart, do you think you could teach my wife how to do that? Without the biting!”

Squall's rich mellow laughter echoed around the room, “Tell her to take my class at Berkley: Cock-Sucking 101.”

Which caused the room erupted with more laughter.

“Okay kiddies now that Mr. Leonhart has given us our morning entertainment, I'd like to introduce a new detective who just transferred here from Texas. Detective Seifer Almasy.” He indicated the tall blond beside him.

Ramirez was tired of Squall Leonhart getting the spotlight with his antics and rapier wit he could always get a laugh. He forgot that Squall could also ease over a troubled situation with just a few gentle words he could make even the fiercest tempers cool. He wanted some of the attention for himself, “Only thing from Texas is steers and queers and you ain't got no horns boy so I guess that makes you queer.” He waited for the laughter and it wasn't there instead he received an icy glare from lime green eyes.

“Well that's original, the last time I heard that one I was a sperm. Did you have to stay up all night and think of that one or did your mommy help you?” Squall said sarcastically. Which got the laughs that Juan had wanted.

Squall had never really liked Juan Ramirez he was constantly shoving what he considered a penis in his face in the locker room. What was it about some heterosexual males that the minute they found out you were gay they thought you automatically wanted them, but when you proved time and time again that you were in no way interested they were offended and wanted to know why not.

“Almasy park it next to Leonhart.” Kiros said and waited until the blond had sat down beside Squall.

When Seifer slid in beside him Squall caught just a subtle hint of his after-shave and that smell that was distinctly male and became even more attracted to him. Of course when he had first looked at Seifer Almasy he had been attracted to him, he was golden and gorgeous.

Unlike some members of the gay community Squall Leonhart was not promiscuous, he took his relationships very seriously and expected fidelity from his partner. He had only had three serious relationships and he had been the dominate in those relationships, and it hadn't bothered any of his lovers. His first they decided they made better friends then lovers. His second had gotten a sex change and Squall ended that relationship before the stitches were out telling him/her that if he wanted to be with a woman he would be with a woman. And the third had been unfaithful to him. His ex swore that it had only happened once, but that was once to often.

Squall knew he was good, had been told by his lover's all of whom had many partners before him, that he was the best they ever had. He knew how and where to touch to bring them to mind numbing orgasms. He always used a condom every partner, every time. He didn't want to catch anything and one of his lovers had been less then discriminating.

“Almasy you are partnering with Leonhart.” Kiros said then preceded to hand out the assignments.

It was while they were in the locker room that Ramirez shoved against Seifer, “You never answered my question boy. On if you're steer or queer?”

“Why are you trolling for a date?” Seifer asked sarcastically.

Squall let out a sharp bark of laughter since he wanted to ask Ramirez the same thing.

“You better watch your ass Goldilocks.” Ramirez sneered, “Squally boy is a homo.” He turned and shoved his crotch in Squall's face again before he went down to his own locker.

Seifer took the locker next to Squall's, “Doesn't that bother you?”

“Yes it bothers the hell out of me. But I look at is this way, if I ask him to give me 8” and make it hurt he'd have to fuck me four times and bitch slap me in the back of the head.”

Seifer laughed, he was really starting to like this guy. He started to say something to Squall but was stopped when Mitchell put his head around the roll of lockers.

“Leonhart, Almasy Sgt. Seagill wants to see you in his office right now.”