The Mistake of a Lifetime

Author: Darkestangel
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Author’s Website: http://home.bellsouth.net/p/PWP-darknessprevails
Title: The Mistake of a Lifetime
Summary: Bosco pays for Monroe’s mistake.
Comments: angela9in@ureach.com
Archive: yes, with permission
Warnings: slash, non-non (“gang banging”), angst, overall darkness
Pairing: Bosco/others
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: These characters belong to NBC and the wonderful writers of Third Watch. I’m just borrowing them for a little bit. I promise to return them unharmed.
Author’s Notes: If you have never watched Third Watch it is about a group of New York cops, firemen, and paramedics. The show takes place in New York City, and they are all a part of the Five-Five division. The show currently airs on Fridays at 10 PM on NBC


A lot could happen in thirty seconds, and that’s how long it took for Officer Monroe to make the worst mistake of her life. She and her partner, Officer Boscorelli had been chasing two suspects down who had robbed a Korean grocery store. The chasselfself had been the usual “cat and mouse” game, but the result of the chase was anything but typical.

Within thirty seconds of beginning the chase, both of their lives changed forever. She was in the lead running as hard as she could towards the suspects. She knew that they were probably armed, but it was a chance she had to take. Bosco had fallen behind in the chase because of the busy street traffic he had to avoid. Monroe and the suspects had managed to avoid most of the traffic, but Bosco had been nearly hit by a carningning into the intersection. She looked back to make sure he was okay before continuing on with the chase. She knew he would be caught up to her in seconds, and she wanted nothing more than to bring the robbers down without his aide.

Thirty seconds is all it took before the typical chase became the worst nightmare of her life. It was around 9:30 at night, and the two men turned down a dark alley, and she didn’t hesitate as she followed them into the darkness. She heard Bosco yelling for to “Wait” and to “Stop Monroe”, but she was determined to bring the two jerks down. They had pistol-whipped a 60-year old woman at the grocery store, and that really pissed her off.

Thirty seconds was all it took for the darkness to claim them…

Boscorelli turned and ran down the alley after his partner. She knew better than to run down a dark alley after two armed suspects without backup. That was one of the first things you learned in the Academy, but apparently Monroe had forgotten that piece of advice. As he ran further down the alley, he saw Monroe taking a left into a fenced-in area behind a warehouse. As he neared the area, he slowed down the pace and took his time scouting out the area. Monroe was usually smarter than this, and he couldn’t figure out why she would do something this careless that could cost her or him their life.

As he made the turn into the fenced-in area, he saw Monroe struggling to get away from the suspects. One of them had their arm wrapped around her neck, and the other one was taking her gun out of its holster. He aimed his gun at the two men and prepared to fire if necessary.

“Drop that fucking gun pig, or I will shoot her fucking brains out!”

Bosco weighed his options carefully. He knew that he should drop the gun, but what was to stop them from killing them both? Before he could reach a decision, he heard footsteps coming down the alley. He hoit wit was their backup even though they hadn’t requested any. They had radioed in their position, and informed the squad of the chase, but the call for backup had never taken place. He slowly turned his head in the direction of the footsteps, and saw four more white males approaching. He suspected that they weren’t helpful citizens lending a hand to the friendly neighborhood police.

“What do we have here officer? Do you need any help?”

“You can help me by backing the fuck up!” Bosco began to feel panic creep throughout his body. He had enough going on with the two men with Monroe; he sure as hell didn’t need four more to add to his trouble.

The men ignored Bosco and continued walking forward. Bosco wasn’t sure if the four new men were armed, but he had a sneaky felling that they were, so he aimed the gun at them and warned once more, “Back up out of the alley. I’m not going to tell you again.”

He heard Monroe moan in agony and looked over at her. The man with his arm wrapped around her neck squeezed harder, and the other man shoved the gun barrel into her face.

“No boy! You need to drop your fucking gun now before I kill this stupid bitch!”

Bosco looked back and forth between the two groups of men, and decided that they would have a better chance of living if he cooperated, so he placed the gun slowly down on the ground, and hoped for a miracle.

“That’s much better officer. We appreciate your cooperation. Now I want you to back up nice and slow against the brick wall. I need to frisk you for other weapons.” Bosco didn’t appreciate the irony of the situation, but he did as he was told. He took a look over at Monroe who was still struggling for breath against the python-like arm.

“Could you tell your buddy over there to let her go? He’s choking her.”

The man looked over at the female officer and shrugged. “Yeah, I guess he can. We don’t need her anymore anyway Officer…” He touched Bosco’s nametag and polished it with his thumb, “Officer Boscorelli. Now why don’t you tell me why you two pigs are picking on my men?”

“Picking on them? They robbed a grocery store, and nearly beat an old woman to death in the process,” Monroe answered.

“Shut that bitch up, and cuff her to the fence,” the apparent leader requested. He turned his attention back to Bosco while his men followed his orders. They cuffed her to the fence with her own handcuffs, and they forced a filthy bandana into her mouth, and tied it behind her head. She watched in horror as they all turned their attention back to her partner, and all she could think about was her stupid mistake. Why the hell did she come down here without backup?

The leader turned Bosco around harshly and pushed his face into the brick wall, “Assume the position boy. I need to search you.”

Bosco clenched in dread as the man slowly searched him. He couldn’t help but to notice the extra time the man spent on chinching his thighs; especially when his hands massaged his inner thighs slowly, and one of his fingers caressed his crotch through his pants. “I’ve never seen you around here before Officer Boscorelli. Are you new to the area?”

“No. What’s your name? Maybe I’ve seen your mug before.”

The man snickered at Bosco’s mug joke, and he began massaging the firm ass cheeks. “I love a pig with a sense of humor. There’s so few of you out there. Most of you take everything so seriously, and they walk around like they have a broomstick up their ass.” He massaged Bosco’s ass more forcefully, which got him a moan of pain, “You can call me Daddy, and might I just say that your ass is nice and firm. I bet you work out don’t you?”

Bosco ignored the question and took a glimpse over his shoulder for Monroe. He saw her sitting on the ground with her back up against the fence. He knew that she was cuffed, and the bandana was tied tightly around her mouth. Her eyes clearly showed her fear, and he had to look away from her so that he wouldn’t lose complete control of the situation.

Daddy reached around Bosco’s waist, unfastened his belt, unzipped his pants, and reached in to grab hold of Bosco’s cock, “You know what my biggest fantasy is Boscorelli?”

“To get off the drugs, cleanup your act, and get a real job?”

Daddy squeezed the flaccid cock harder in anger, “To fuck a smart ass pig, and put him in his place. You fucking assholes walk around here like you own the fucking world, but you’re nothing but shit in my book. You’re no fucking better than me Boscorelli, and I’m going to prove that to you tonight.” Daddy looked around at his boys who were anxiously awaiting the show, “Who wants to help me with this fine piece ork?”rk?”

Monroe closed her eyes in dread as she heard all the men volunteer. She couldn’t believe that this was happening, and worst of all it was all her fault. She made a mistake that only rookies should have made, and now her partner would pay the price. She would have volunteered to take his place if she could talk, but she had a feeling that they would have refused her offer. Most rapes were a show of power; not lust, and this assault was only happening to put Boscorelli and other male cops in their place.

“Get his fucking clothes off,” Daddy ordered. He watched and smiled as the men ripped the cop’s uniform off within seconds. He wanted to break the little pig, and make him realize that cops needed to learn their place on the streets. He was sick and tired of the bad ass cops coming into his neighborhood waving their guns around and demanding respect, and it didn’t hurt that the now naked man in front of him was sexy as hell. He was definitely going to have a good time breaking in his new toy.

Daddy approached Bosco and pushed him back into the wall. Bosco’s face scraped up against the bricks, and his hands were held to the side. His legs were kicked further apart, and he felt the rough fingers digging into his crack. He lurched forward in pain as Daddy shoved a dry finger into his extremely tight hole.

“Damn your tight boy, I might rip you in two with my fat dick,” he knelt down and spread the cop’s cheeks apart. He looked at the pink puckered hole and smiled. He spat on the hole and rubbed the spit into the entrance. He gave the hole a few quick swabs with his tongue before standing back up, “Nothing like the taste of pork.”

He kicked Bosco’s legs even further apart as he rubbed more spit onto his own cock. He placed his dick at Bosco’s entrance and began shoving it inside. He heard the pig squealing in pain as his was impaled, “Sue-wee little pig. Let me hear you louder boy. I want you to squeal for Daddy. Let me know it hurts.”

Bosco closed his eyes and tried to transplant himself to another place and time, but each crude comment he heard form the spectators made his gut clench in shame and humiliation.

“Fuck that pig good man. Tear it up!”

“Put that punk in his place. Show him whose boss.”

“Come on boy. Grunt and squeal like the dirty little pig you are.”

Bosco was relieved when the rapist yanked on his hair and freed his face from the painful bricks. “You like that bitch? You like me fucking your ass don’t you?” He slapped Bosco brutally hard on his ass, and he spat on his back and rubbed it in. The other men took his cue and they also began spitting on Bosco. He could feel the saliva being rubbed in, and some of it was running down his back towards his ass. Daddy then took the lever ver spit and used it to stroke Bosco’s flaccid cock.

“I thought all pigs liked getting it up the ass. Why aren’t you hard?” he teased. I guess I’m going to have to try a little harder. Get him on the ground on his back.”

The men did as they were told and Bosco was placed roughly on the dirty hard pavement with no protection for his back. He knew that he was going to be covered in scrapes and bruises if he survived the ordeal.

Daddy placed Bosco’s uniform on the ground to soften the payment for his knees, and immediately started pumping into Bosco again. He watched his cock going in and out of the little hole, and he wanted nothing more than to fuck the boy to death. “I think I will have to write a letter of praise to your superior Boscorelli. You are providing a great service to me and my men, and only a fine officer like yourself could be so helpful. The only thing that would make me happier is for your mouth to be full of cock.”

One of the men took the hint and they also got on their knees above Bosco’s head. He tilted the cop’s neck backwards, and he placed his cock at his lips, “Unless you want that cunt over there to get my cock instead; I suggest you open wide pig.” Bosco did open wide, and he was soon stuffed full with cock in his mouth and in his ass. He felt like his neck was going to be broken because of the awkward angle, and he was practically bent in half as Daddy pushed his legs back towards his shoulders, so that he could get a better angle, and to add to his awkwardness, the crude comments continued…

“Oh, fuck yeah. Suck that cock you fucking pig. You want to eat my cum don’t you? That’s it, suck the cum out of me.”

“God, fuck that whore good. He’s fucking begging for it man. Fuck his ass good!”

“Pound him good Daddy. Make him squeal again.”

Bosco felt the cock in his ass getting larger, and he realized that one of the other men was shoving their fingers inside him along with the thick cock. The extra size increased his pain, and he released pitiful moans out of his cock-filled mouth. “That’s it boy. Let Daddy hear you moan. You look so sexy with that big dick in your mouth.”

“Lick my nuts pig,” the face fucker demanded. Bosco licked his hairy sweaty balls as Daddy increased his speed. He felt like he was being shoved into the fucking pavement. The man was pounding into him painfully hard, and the probing fingers were scraping up againis pis prostate sending pleasurably sensations throughout his body.

Just as Daddy pulled out, the man above Bosco shot his load on his chest, while Daddy came all over his cock and lower belly. He could hear the other men cheering for their buddies who had achieved a climax, and he felt several hands rubbing the spunk in all over his torso, nipples, ass, and lips.

“Taste it you nasty fucking pig!” Bosco sucked in the cum soaked fingers and prayed that the others wouldn’ke ake a turn with him.

“Damn boy, you suck cock like a two-dollar hooker, and you obviously love cum in your mouth,” Daddy cruelly teased pinching Bosco’s nipples, “Turn him over. It’s time for some new customers.”

“No, please no more,” Bosco pleaded with the men.

Daddy grabbed his face and turned it towards him, “There are no dnut nut breaks on this job cop. You’re going to take it until we say it’s over. You four get over here. I want two at his ass and two at his mouth. We don’t have all fucking night with this slut. I’m sure his piggy friends will be coming for them some time or another. Just keep taking turns at his holes, and I want it to hurt.”

Bosco was on all fours being pounded from behind, and once again, he was being fucked in the mouth at the same time. Every couple of minutes they would switch positions and Bosco found himself with a different cock in each hole. The foursome tag-teamed him over the next several minutes, and he could vaguely remember seeing Daddy standing over on the side smiling and stroking himself at Bosco’s expense. His head was held firmly as the cocks fucked his mouth forcefully, and he could hear the guys in the back arguing over whose turn it was.

“Give me my time! You’ve been fucking him for five minutes. We’re supposed to be taking turns.”

“Give me just another minute, and you can have him. I’m about to fucking come man.”

At that, Daddy walked over and pinched both of Bosco’s nipples hard, “I want all of you to come on his face. You can have your one minute, but don’t shoot off yet.”

The men continued taking turns until Daddy instructed them to finish it. They turned Bosco back on his back, and they all proceeded in shooting their loads onto Bosco’s face. Daddy forced Bosco’s mouth open, “Open up you nasty little pig. Take that shit in your mouth.” Bosco was bombarded by cum as it soaked his cheeks, his neck, his nose, and his mouth. “Good boy. You’re a cum magnet aren’t you? Now I want you to lick them all clean. Show Daddy how much you like tasting cum.”

Bosco was near tears as each cock was once again placed in his mouth, so that he could suck the remains of the spunk off. While he did his “house cleaning”, he was turned over on his side, and his leg was pulled up towards the sky, so that Daddy could once again fuck him. He felt his own dick being stroked, licked, and sucked by one of the other men.

“Yeah, that’s it. Let’s get the little piggy off. He deserves it.”

“Make the slut cum, so we can make him eat his own spunk.”

“Lick my nuts you cum loving bitch.”

Bosco knew that he would orgasm in this position. Being fucked sucked and licking balls at the same time was just too much sensation to ignore. He heard his moans getting louder despite the fact that his mouth was full, and the familiar pressure of release began flowing through his balls. As he came, the man who sucked him took the warm liquid in his mouth greedily, and Bosco was relieved to have had some pleasure out of the experience. However, the man crawled up to Bosco’s mouth and spit the cum into his mouth and onto his face.

“Holy shit man. He even loves his own cum. I like this nasty bitch Daddy. Can we keep him?”

Daddy only smiled as he watched Bosco’s licking his own spunk off his lips, “I wish we could boys, but the piggy has to go back to work, so that he can keep the streets safe from the likes of us.”

Daddy turned Bosco back onto his back, “Hold the bitch’s legs farther apart. I want to shoot my shit on his ass. I want to see it hitting his sweet fucking hole.” Bosco’s legs were held farther apart, and his ass cheeks were held apart as Daddy shot his cum onto Bosco. He watched the warm liquid soaking the red swollen hole and smiled.

“Yeah, shoot your load man.”

“You know he likes it. Can I have him again?”

Daddy knelt down and licked Bosco’s cum covered hole with his tongue. He heard Bosco moaning in pleasure, and he felt a twitch in his cock again. He continued cleaning Bosco’s violated hole with his tongue until the boy was panting and withering like a slut on Ecstasy. “I think someone likes to be rimmed, and no, you can’t have him again. We got to get out of here before his buddies come along.”

Once the men were dressed, Daddy headed over towards Bosco, “Thanks for fulfilling my fantasy piggy. You sure are a hot fuck, and hopefully you learned your lesson.”

“What lesson would that be?” Bosco replied faintly.

“Stop thinking your better than all of us “street trash”, and don’t follow some stupid bitch into a dark alley.” He blew Bosco a kiss, and headed over to Monroe, “and you have to live with the fact that you caused this to happen to your partner. Sweet dreams.”

“Hey, could you let me go, so that I can get him help?”

“No, but I might call in your position on my cell phone once we’re clear of the area.”

Monroe listened to the retreating footsteps as shokedoked over to her partner. He was obviously in shock, and it looked like he was having difficulty breathing. She could see bruises, scrapes, and semen all over his body. She heard him crying and she started crying with him. She knew that she had caused this tragedy, and she knew that both of their lives would be changed forever. She was horrified to think that the Five-Five team would find her cuffed to the fence like a stupid rookie, and they would find one of their best naked, degraded, and violated. She also knew that she would live the rest of her life wishing she could have those thirty seconds back…


The End