An Inspector Calls: A Short Story

As an undercover cop, Tom knew all about the harsh reality of the justice system, but that did not mean he ever got used to the enormity of the role he played in changing the course of a young person’s life. He had spent the afternoon in court giving evidence against a teenage arsonist, and by the end of the day, he had felt both emotionally and physically exhausted. When he left the courthouse, he had originally planned to go straight home. Friday night was date night, and he was looking forward to spending some quality time with Dennis. But as he drove his Mustang through the congested city streets, he felt a sudden urge to take a long walk along the beach in the hope it would clear his head and help him unwind.

And so, amid honking horns and irate drivers, he performed an illegal u-turn and headed back in the direction of Santa Monica State Beach. Once he started walking along the sun-bleached sand, it did not take long for Mother Nature to weave her therapeutic magic. The hypnotic crash of waves and screeching aow uh-uh-uh of the California Gulls soon eased the tension in his neck and shoulders, along
He was already semi-erect, and if previous experience was anything to go by, he knew Booker was too. As he slowly removed his clothing, he managed to sneak a look at the dark-haired officer. Naked except for his police hat, belt, and shirt—the latter unbuttoned—Booker’s erect cock jutted proudly out in front of him, the long, thick shaft nestled enticingly in a bush of tight, dark curls. His belt was buckled low on his bare hips, and a pair of handcuffs hung on either side of the soft leather, their metallic glint signaling hinting at what was to come. The sight was so erotic, Tom struggled to suppress a moan. But he fought against his desires and managed to stay in character. It was, after all, a role-playing game and for it to work, he needed to remain