Bobby's Cop

Chapter Five

Over the next week, I talked to Tony every day and he came over again on Tuesday evening with pizza. So when the phone rang

Thursday evening, I naturally expected it to be Tony.

"Hey, little buddy," his deep voice drawled in a southern accent.

"Bo!" I exclaimed.

I took a deep breath to try to keep from getting too emotional. It had been a long time since I heard from Bo. He was my first boyfriend in college and we remained friends even after we broke up.

Now that he plays in the NFL, we don't get to talk as often as we used to.

"I'm sorry it's been so long since we talked, Bobbo. I've been busy."

"I know. I've been watching you whenever I can."

"Aw, you always were my biggest fan. Hey, I'm gonna be in Detroit on Sunday as you know and I got a couple of tickets for ya if you're interested."

"Oh, well, you don't have to do that."

"Of course I do. After the game, we can get together. I haven't seen you in over a year, Bobby. We need to catch up."

"Okay, that sounds really great, Bo."

"Are you seeing anyone these days?"

"No, not really."

"I'm sure a cute little guy like you is beating 'em off with a stick, so get one of your guys to come with you. Listen, I gotta go.

I'll FedEx the tickets to your house. After the game, someone will come to get you and bring you to me, okay?"

"Okay. Bye, Bo. Thanks for calling me."

"See ya soon, Bobby."

That night when Tony called, I told him my friend from college got me tickets to the Lions game on Sunday and I asked if he wanted to go.

He was really excited about the game, and we ended up talking about football for a little bit, then we moved on to other topics and I forgot to explain about Bo to him.

When Tony picked me up on Sunday, I almost fainted when I saw him.

He was wearing a leather jacket over a black USMC t-shirt, worn and faded snug-fitting blue jeans that bulged in the crotch, and black cowboy boots.

He pulled off his sunglasses and moved in and gave me a hug. He smelled really good and as I wrapped my arms around his broad back to return his hug, I started to get a hard-on.

I quickly pulled away and cleared my throat and grabbed my jacket and covered up my crotch. He was looking at me with a crooked smile on his face and it made me blush.

He stepped closer and reached up and brushed the hair off my forehead, then ran his hand down the back of my head and squeezed the back of my neck.

"Your bruises are looking much better and the swelling's gone down," he said quietly.

I swallowed nervously. "I still have a pretty bad black eye."

Tony's other hand came up to my face. He cupped my left cheek in his hand and ran his thumb under my left eye.

"It's not so bad. Everyone can see how adorable you are."

I looked into his eyes and smiled at him. He leaned down and moved closer, his lips closing in on mine. I closed my eyes as he made contact with my lips.

My knees buckled as he kissed me sensually, open-mouthed but no tongue.

When he pulled back, I shuddered. We smiled at each other and he ran his hands down my arms and clapped my hands in his, intertwining our fingers.

"I really like you, Bobby. I wanna be more than just your buddy."

"I like you too, Tony."

"As more than a buddy?"

"A lot more than a buddy."

Tony's hands squeezed mine and he bent down and kissed me again, then pulled me in and hugged me tight.

"Tony? Before we go, I should tell you something."

"Yeah?"

"My college friend who got me the tickets is Bo Matthews. He wants to meet with us afterward, to grab a bite to eat."

"Sure. That's fine with me," he said as he kissed the side of my head.

"And, um... Bo was my first boyfriend."

Tony moved back and looked me in the eye. "So, do I have to worry about him trying to win you back, or you wanting him back?"

"Nah. We're just friends now. He told me to bring a date."

"Ah, so this is a date then?" he asked playfully.

"Yup. Our first date," I grinned.

The football game was great and the tickets were freaking amazing. Tony bought the both of us a beer and we shared some popcorn.

Even though we were sitting in the middle of the opposing team's fans, Tony still rooted for the Lions and got plenty of dirty looks from the people around us.

His cheering didn't help because the Lions ended up losing. No surprise there. But he was smiling and having a great time, and that really made me happy.

And I realized what a great time I was having just being with him.

As the game was finishing, a young guy found us and escorted us down to the locker room. We weren't allowed to go in, but we waited outside.

"Wait a minute," Tony whispered. "I just figured out what you were saying. Matthews, your college boyfriend. He plays for--"

The door opened and some of the players exited. When the team's quarterback came out, Tony cleared his throat and introduced himself and shook his hand, and congratulated him.

After he left, Tony looked at me and mouthed "he's hot" and we both laughed.

"Hey, little buddy!"

I looked up to see Bo walk out. He was wearing a blue Polo dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and tight-fitting jeans, his hair still damp from the shower.

He walked over to me and hugged me tight and picked me up off the floor.

I laughed and squirmed out of his embrace. "Hi, Bo."

Bo's smile disappeared and his face clouded over. "What happened to your face, Bobby?"

Bo looked over at Tony and pushed me behind him and stepped up to Tony with his fists clenched.

"Hey, man," Tony said as he raised his hands in front of his chest. "I didn't do it."

I grabbed Bo's arm. "Bo, it wasn't him. Tony's a cop."

Tony held out his hand to Bo. "Tony Paolucci."

"Bo Matthews," Bob replied as he shook Tony's hand. "Can you hang out here a second while I talk to Bobby?"

"Sure, man," Tony replied and tried to smile.

Bo put his arm around me and led me around the corner into an empty room. He hugged me again.

"So, is this Tony guy your boyfriend?"

"Kind of. I mean, this is our first real date. I met him two weeks ago... in the hospital. He and his partner were the ones that responded when the doctor called the police."

"What happened, Bobby?"

"I, um... I went out, um, to this bar... and this guy... he, um, assaulted me in an alley."

Bo furrowed his brow. "He beat you up?"

I nodded. My eyes welled with tears.

"Did he...," Bo took a deep breath.

I nodded again and Bo grabbed me and hugged me tightly.

"Oh, god, Bobby."

I held onto him and cried.

"Baby, why didn't you call me?" Bo asked, his voice cracking.

"I didn't want anyone to know."

Bo moved back and looked at me. His eyes were filled with tears. "You should have called me. You went through this all by yourself?"

"No. Tony has been really nice to me. He waited for me in the ER when I got there and has been checking on me."

"He's a cop, huh? Well, I'm glad you met someone nice, someone, who'll keep you safe."

When we returned to Tony, he was talking with a couple of Bo's teammates. When he saw us approaching he looked at me nervously and I flashed him a big smile and he seemed to relax.

A handsome young guy walked out of the locker room and said "I'm all set" to Bo.

"This is Phillip, one of our trainers," Bo said to Tony and me. "Phil, this is my old college buddy Bobby and his boyfriend Tony."

We all shook hands and exchanged pleasantries. I felt a tinge of jealousy and then I felt guilty.

I didn't have any reason to be jealous of Phillip. Bo and I were just friends now.

We followed Phillip to a white Cadillac Escalade SUV rental and Tony and I climbed into the back seat. Tony smiled at me and took my hand in his and we rode to the restaurant with our fingers intertwined.

We had a great time at the restaurant and Tony seemed to get along well with Bo and I was happy about that. I could tell that Phillip was not so comfortable with us.

I knew Bo really well and it was pretty apparent that Phillip had strong feelings for Bo. I could tell that Bo was fond of Phillip, but Phillip was just one of his 'harem boys'.

After dinner, we drove back to the stadium to our truck and I shook Phillip's hand and exchanged a long hug with Bo.

Bo and Tony shook hands and Bo put his arm around Tony and walked him away from us. I looked at Phillip nervously and he just shrugged.

I wanted to say something to break the uncomfortable silence between Phillip and myself, but he had turned away from me to text on his phone and didn't seem to be too willing to engage in conversation.

When Bo and Tony returned, they were smiling and laughing.

Bo gave me one last hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Keep in touch, Bobby. You can always call me.

Don't ever be afraid to call me, especially if you're in trouble, you got that? If I don't answer, leave me a message and I will call you back."

I nodded and waved goodbye. Tony opened the passenger side door to his truck and I climbed in. Tony climbed in and started the truck and then leaned over and kissed me before he put it in gear and took off for home.

"Tony? What did Bo say to you before we left?"

"He told me to take good care of you and he said if I hurt you, he'd kill me."

"Sorry about that."

"Nah, it's okay. I understand. I'd do the same thing for someone I cared about."