Colorado State Patrol - 3. Bubble Butt

“Go take a shower, while I make you something to eat.” I watched as United States Marine Corporal Roman Kingston walked towards the bathroom of my apartment, on the outskirts of Breckenridge. The man’s bubble butt was one for the ages. “There are clean towels in the cabinet under the sink.”

Bitterly cold weather had kept most people off the streets, the roads were free of ice, and the combination meant there’d been nothing much going on in the way of accidents or stranded motorists. It had been a quiet shift.

I’d found Corporal Kingston wrapped up in a thin olive blanket, sleeping inside his F-150, parked on the side of the road in front of my building. My taps on his window had startled him awake. The young man was polite, explained he was on leave, and on his way back to Camp Pendleton after visiting his infant daughter. He had enough money to get him back to base, but not so much he could splurge on a motel room for the night.

My heart went out to him, I invited him to spend the night in my guest room. Over a beer, he told me about getting his prom date pregnant. They’d gotten caught up in the celebratory spirit, and ended up in bed even though he was not interested in women. She knew he was gay beforehand, didn’t force him into a sham marriage, and encouraged his involvement in their child’s life.

The revelation of his sexual orientation caused little Drew to wake up. Espinosa men are a randy lot if nothing else. There was no need to let him know I played for the same team, the hose and nozzle attachment to the showerhead would clue him in. I was lost in my fantasy involving GI Joe when I heard the shower stop. Moments later the live version of the action figure walked into the kitchen, his smooth mocha skin still damp, his PT sculpted body on display. Damn, he was fine!

“Feel like a new man, amazing what a shower can do. And that food smells fantastic.” My guest removed the towel from around his waist, spread it over the seat of the stool I’d motioned him towards, and sat down wearing nothing but a smile. “Listen, I hate to seem greedy, but what are the chances of you being on the menu as dessert?”