Jaded Jim 4
The Sentinel Enforces
Ramblin Rose
Driving to the Church of What’s Happening Now, Blair said, “Jim, why are
we here. I hate this Reverend Jefferson. He’s the biggest homophobe
around.”
“Well, we don’t have to worry about that anymore, Babe. Someone killed
him last night.”
“You’re shitting me? Well, man, I wish I could say it was a shame.”
“Sandburg, that’s not a good thing to say.” Jim said while he smiled.
“Well, Jim, I’ll try not to say it to his followers.” Blair said as he jumped
out of the truck when Jim parked.
“Sandburg, that’s not close to being fucking funny.” Jim growled.
“Oh, calm down, Jim. Things will be fine. They don’t know we’re
gay. I’ll try not to rub your ass or anything.”
“Sandburg, are you trying to piss me off big time? 'Cuz it’s working.”
“Oh, I’m scared, big man. What you gonna do, tough guy?”
“Shut up, Sandburg. Someone's going to hear us and then it’ll be over
before we get started.”
“Chicken shit.” Blair whispered into the air.
Blair could hear Jim growling as he followed Blair into the building. Jim
walked up to the person standing there crying and said, “I’m Detective Jim
Ellison and I need to talk to everyone that works in this church about Rev.
Jefferson.”
“That’s fine, Detective. We’re all here today. We’ll be here
all day long so you can find out whatever you need to know. I’m Jeanette
Miller.”
“First of all, I need to see the room where he was found.” Jim said matter
of factly.
“Follow me, Detective Ellison, and you can see all you need to and then find
me again and I’ll introduce you to everyone that works here. Who is this
man with you?” She asked with great distaste.
“This is my partner, Blair Sandburg.” Jim said.
“Isn’t Blair a girl's name?” she asked Blair.
“You might be thinking of Clair, that gets confused with my name a lot.
My name's actually very common in a lot of area’s. Just not here.
No one here's with it enough to use a unisex name.” Blair said, making a
face at Jim as he walked by.
“Detective, does he talk to everyone this way? Because if he does,
I must ask for someone different.” Mrs. Miller said.
“Mrs. Miller, he hasn’t done anything. You're the one that was rude
to him. Now I suggest we worry about who killed Rev. Jefferson instead
of why he’s named Blair.” Jim said, trying to stop this before it even started.
“Oh My God. You two are a couple, I can tell. You’re fucking
fags and they sent you in to touch his things. I don’t think so.” Mrs.
Miller said.
“Fine. You know what? We’re out of here.” Jim said angrily. “Come
on, Chief, let's go.”
When they got to the truck, he called Simon and told him what happened and
Simon started yelling at Jim. Jim said, “Sir, she was calling us names
and said we can’t be in his rooms with his things. I don’t think we
have much of a choice.”
“Jim, get your ass back here.” Simon growled through the line.
“Fine, sir.” Jim slammed the cell phone shut and turned to Blair and said,
“You’re going to get it, Chief and I mean it.”
He drove off fast and Blair just looked at Jim and knew he was the most pissed
off he’d ever seen him. Suddenly, Blair was a little frightened of
losing Jim. He leaned against the window and Jim could hear Blair breathing
funny like a person that was on the verge of crying but trying really hard
not to.
Jim pulled over and said, “Chief, don’t even pull this shit with me.
I’m telling you, it’s not going to work. I’m sick of you doing your
shit and I have to answer to Simon for it. You had to open your big mouth
to that woman. We’d be almost done in another two hours, but no.
You have to do things the hard way. And don’t think that crying's going
to save your ass. Well, let's go back to Jaded Jim and realize that
the sentinel enforces.” Blair opened his door and got out and started
walking off.
“Chief, get in the truck, right now.”
“Fuck you, Ellison! Go boss someone else around. I’m putting
in for a transfer, you asshole.”
Jim shut the truck off and got out and started running after Blair.
He saw Jim coming and took off running. If nothing else, Blair had
gotten in really good shape lately and he knew that if he stayed ahead of
Jim he could probably run longer. So they were off and running.
Jim was gaining on Sandburg but could feel himself getting tired. Jim
knew that he couldn’t run as long as Blair. He knew that Blair was
in better shape running wise. So finally Jim stopped and just fell
to the ground and didn’t move. Blair looked back and saw Jim on the ground
just lying there. “Won’t work, Ellison, get up you shit.”
And Blair continued running but Jim knew that, eventually, Blair would come
back to him. He knew him well enough to know that. Blair was
one of the most caring and loving people on the face of the earth.
Blair slowed down and kept looking over and saw that Jim still hadn’t moved.
Oh shit, he zoned. What the fuck am I doing?
He started running back and Jim knew that Blair was almost on top of him
and he fell to the ground and said, “Babe, come back to me, okay?”
“I didn’t go anywhere, Chief. I’m still here. I was tired.” Jim said,
laughing and holding on to Blair. He pulled Blair down to the ground
and he kissed him soundly.
“Jim, what the hell are you doing? You were having a fit because I
made a big deal about my name being girly and now you’re kissing me.
I’m getting mixed messages.”
“Blair, let's go home first. I need to show you exactly how much I
love you.”
“What about Simon?”
“He can get his own date.” Blair slugged Jim in the shoulder as he helped
Jim get off the ground. “You scared me, man. I hate when you do that.”
“I know. I’m sorry, babe. I love you.” Jim said as he leaned
over and kissed Blair again.
“Jim, man, we’re on duty. Knock it off.”
When they got to the truck, Jim dialed up the stations number and asked for
Simon. “Banks.”
“Simon, we won’t be in for a day or two. In fact, we might not ever
be back.”
“Ellison, is this you? I’m hoping that it isn’t. You want me
to fire your ass? Let me talk to Sandburg.”
Jim handed the phone over to Blair. Blair took it and said, “Hello?”
“Sandburg,” Simon screamed into the phone, “what's going on with your fucking
partner?”
“He’s pissed off at you, Simon.”
“Why?” Simon asked calming down a little bit.
“Because you chose a woman who called us names and told us to get off their
sacred ground with our filth, over us.” Blair answered.
“All right, go home and take the rest of the day off and I’ll go and check
this woman out myself.”
“Thanks, Simon. We’ll see you tomorrow.” And out of the corner of Blair’s
eye, he saw Jim shaking his head no.
“Wait a minute, Simon, Jim wants to talk to you.”
“Simon, I don’t want to come in for a few days. Put us in for sick
leave. I don’t care. We aren’t coming in.” Jim said and hung up his
cell phone again.
“Jim, you can’t keep talking to Simon like that. He’s our fucking boss.”
“Calm down. He’ll be fine, relax. What’s the worse thing that
could happen, Blair?”
“We’d get fired. I gave up my other life for this one. I’d like to
keep one of them, damn it.” Blair said sadly.
Jim picked the phone up and dialed the station again and asked for Simon.
“Banks.”
“Sir, I’m sorry I yelled at you. We’ll see you tomorrow. If you’re
mad at me, then be mad at me, not Blair. He had nothing to do with
all this.” Jim said.
“I’m sorry I yelled at you, too, Jim. Take three days off as planned.
We’ll call it much needed sick leave. I think I heard you coughing
in the background while I was talking to Sandburg and tell Sandburg not to
worry. Everything's fine.”
“Thanks, Simon. We’ll see you in a few days then.”
This time when he got off the phone, Blair looked at him in awe and said,
“Oh man, do you know how to work that man, or what?”
“What can I say, Chief? When you’re good, you’re good.” As Jim drove
off, both of them were laughing.
Pulling up to the parking lot of the loft, Jim said, “Are you ready for me
to show you exactly what I want to enforce?”
“Jim, let's stop this stupid Jaded Jim shit.”
“Blair, you’re the one that started all of this. Now deal with it.
I’m going to have my sentinel wicked way with you.”
Blair found himself almost scared again. Sometimes Jim could be quite
scary. Blair hurried upstairs hoping to get the jump on what was going
to happen.
“Upstairs, Chief. Now.” Jim ordered.
“Jim, don’t fucking boss me around. I’m not a child. I don’t
have to listen.”
“I said now.” Jim said loudly.
Blair jumped and said, “Jim, I don’t want to do this, okay?”
Jim grabbed Blair’s arm and pulled him up the stairs. “Jim, knock it
off, I said I don’t want to do this.”
“I’m going to show you how well the sentinel enforces. Don’t worry.
I’m not going to hurt you, Blair. I would never hurt you. You
know that.”
Blair calmed down a little bit and said, “Jim, what are we going to do?”
Jim handcuffed Blair’s left wrist to the bedrail and then took out Blair’s
cuffs and cuffed his right wrist. Then he stripped Blair’s clothes off and
got all of the supplies and started driving Blair crazy with want and need.
“Jim, please fuck me.” Blair begged.
“Oh not yet, Babe. Not even close to being yet.” Jim said in a sexy
voice.
He was working his way up Blair’s body. Nipping and licking his way
around the insides of Blair’s thigh’s and legs. Blair was thrashing
his head from side to side from want and need and couldn’t believe that things
could get much better... but they did. Jim decided to tongue fuck him
and Blair wasn’t ready for that at all. This was new and he’d always
wondered about it but really didn’t think that a sentinel could do it with
his taste buds off the scale. It didn’t seem to be bothering him at
all. Jim was holding Blair's bottom up and he was sliding his tongue
in and out of Blair’s puckered hole. Blair was almost sobbing for release.
Jim stopped for a moment and pulled Blair up so that his ass was in better
view and then started to fuck him again with his mouth. Jim was getting
more turned on by this than he could ever imagine happening. Blair
tried to reach down and stroke his cock but his hands wouldn’t reach.
He was determined to make Blair so horny that he’d never ever cross this
sentinel again. “Do you like this, baby?”
“Yes, Jim, I love it. It feels wonderful. I never dreamed that
it would feel this great.”
Jim sucked on Blair’s cock for a few moments just to let him get really close
and then pulled away and went back to tongue fucking him. “Jim, please?
I need you in me. I need something. I have to come now.”
“You’ll come when I let you, Blair. Did you forget that I’m the enforcer?”
“No, baby, I know you’re the enforcer but I really want you to enforce me
now.”
As Jim started laughing he began pushing his tongue into Blair again as Blair
cried out for Jim to do something. Jim continued driving his lover
wild. He knew that Blair was right at the edge and he could see that
Blair was going to come soon, so he decided that he’d have to do something
to slow things down for both of them. Better yet, he’d make Blair watch
him stroke himself off and come all over Blair.
Jim pulled away from Blair’s ass and smiled as he leaned back and started
stroking his cock and got some lube and slid one slick finger into himself.
“Jim, please don’t do this. I want you so bad, baby.”
Jim slid another finger into him and before long he had three and he was
fucking himself, rubbing his cock harder and harder. He looked down
and Blair had tears in his eyes. He then slid over Blair and in one
fast swoop lowered himself onto Blair’s cock. Blair called out his name as
he did this. Jim began to pound his ass with Blair’s cock and at the
same time he stroked his own cock so that they’d be able to come at almost
the same time. Jim could feel how close Blair was.
“I love you, Blair. God, I love you.” Jim said as he pushed onto Blair’s
cock harder and harder. Blair couldn’t control it any longer.
He came screaming Jim’s name. Jim came right afterwards moaning Blair’s
name.
Jim undid the handcuffs and kissed his wrist’s and asked, “You okay, babe?”
“I’m more than okay, Jim. I think I like the way the sentinel enforces.”
“Good, because I’m going to enforce it more often.” Jim said, smiling and
leaning in for a kiss.
“Jim, what do you say we get cleaned up and go back to that fucking church.
They don’t deserve to chase us off. We have a right to be there.
We’re police officers and we’re doing our job. What do you say?”
“I think that’s a good idea. We’ll take a shower now and get dressed
and we’ll be off. You’re right; they have no right to stop us from
doing our job.”
“Good. I love you, baby.” Blair said to Jim.
Jim kissed him hard and said, “I love you so much, babe.”
After their shower they were dressed and in the truck and ready for the bitch
squad. No matter what they were going to get their job done.
When they drove up to the church, Simon looked up and smiled when he saw
his two best detectives and Mrs. Miller said, “What are they doing back here.
They can’t be here.”
“Excuse me, ma’am, but this is their job. You can’t keep them from
doing their work unless you want it in the paper.”
“Maybe that’s what we need to do.” Mrs. Miller said.
“Fine, whatever makes you most happy but everyone already knows about the
detectives. They have one of the highest convictions rates of all of
our detectives. I don’t think that a judge or anyone else's going to
want to get rid of them because you and a bunch of others that can’t think
of anything else besides these guys and their lives.”
Jim could hear Simon as they approached and was smiling as he saw his boss.
“Captain Banks, we’re back on duty, sir.”
“Good, glad to see it. You might want to go and help Rafe and Brown
with this one. I’ll check the witnesses out with your partner.” Simon
said as he led Blair into a room to talk to the witnesses.
As Jim checked out the property, he couldn’t help but notice one person there
that seemed extremely upset. He asked Rafe and Brown to help him question
that witness. But as they came up to him, he pulled out a knife and
tried to stab Jim. He almost got him. Jim never even saw it coming.
He wasn’t expecting one of these so called church goers to attack him.
Especially not a young man. He didn’t look any older than 14 or so.
They finally got him under control and Mrs. Miller came in and said, “Let
my boy go.”
“Sorry, ma’am, he pulled a knife on Detective Ellison and we’ll be taking
him for questioning. She started slapping Jim but Jim got a hold of
her hands and said, “Slap me again, ma’am, and I’ll see that you never hit
anyone again.”
Jim and Brown took the young man, named David, down to the station.
He had been read his rights but said he didn’t need a lawyer. He just
had to do something. He couldn’t take it anymore. Jim said, “Tell us
what happened.”
“Reverend Jefferson visited my bedroom almost every night. At first,
he just touched me. Then he began to suck my dick and then he made
me suck his. Finally, he decided that he had to see how it felt to
fuck me. So, he started doing that nightly. He didn’t care that
I bled every single night. He hurt me so bad and never cared. And I
couldn’t go to anyone because he told me that I was tempting him and for
that I’d go right to hell.” Having told them the whole story, he started
crying and he let Jim hold on to him.
The mother was watching through the window. “I told you homo’s are
sick, didn’t I? Now look what they’ve done to my son.”
“Ma’am, we know he wasn’t a homosexual. He was a pedophile. Where
were you when this was happening to your son every single night?” Simon asked.
“I was at prayer meetings with the rest of our group praying for all the
sinners in the world.” Mrs. Miller said.
Closing this case was going to be quite easy. But everyone, including
the judge, the DA and everyone else decided that this young man had suffered
enough. He was going to the mental facility and then he’d get help
and perhaps go on with his life.
Going home that night, Blair and Jim were both really quiet. Once in the
loft, they sat on the sofa together close, but not actually touching, almost
afraid of it.
“Chief, we can’t be afraid. If we are; they’ve won.”
“I know, I just feel so damn bad for that child. Look how long that
so called great Reverend did those things to him.”
“Let's go to bed and just hold on to each other. What do you think of that
idea?”
“That’s the best thing I’ve heard of in ages, Jim. I’ll meet you up there.”
And sleep is exactly what they did, because after all, they both knew that
the sentinel was a great enforcer but he didn’t need to prove it tonight.
Part
One
: Mr. Cynical
Part
Two
: Sentinel Force
Part
Three
: Sandburg's Impact
Part
Five
: Live Fool, instead of Dead Pool.
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