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  “I’m here to help,” he said.

  “There’s only the three of us here in the fire station right now.” Annette’s voice was more sensual, and she dropped to her knees as she began wrapping the measuring tape around one of Kevin’s legs. He tried with every ounce of self-control he could muster to keep his dick under control, and to keep from popping wood, but it was almost impossible.

  “I just figured that I’d help in any way I could,” said Kevin. “Somebody has to help. The fires in the summer, in a town like this, they’re more dangerous than most people realize.”

  Annette met his gaze, and then nodded.

  “I’ve been practically running this fire department for a long time, Kevin,” she said. “Not in name, but in reality. Most of the men who claimed to be firefighters on the old squad were cowards, not worth a single damn.”

  Her hand brushed across Kevin’s crotch as she moved to measure some more. He felt his cheeks heat up, and realized that his cock was now totally hard, pushing out against the fabric of his shorts and almost poking into Annette’s face.

  “You’re the only man on the fire squad now, Kevin.” Annette smiled at him mischievously, and then let the tips of her fingers rub against his bulge. “How does it feel?”

  Kevin blinked in surprise, and then almost gasped as the female firefighter closed her hand on his member. The shock was only outweighed by the illicit pleasure as the older woman toyed with his hard on, rubbing it with her fingers and smiling at him as though she was trying to make a statement.

  “Annette, I-“

  “Let’s get one thing clear, Kevin.” Annette squeezed her fingers into his cock tightly, almost threateningly. “If you work hard, do your job, and show me what you’re made of, you get to stay here and be on the squad. You get to stay, Kevin, and you might just get a little something extra, too.”

  She ran one of her arms up along Kevin’s inner thigh, and then brought her face in close to his bulge, making eye contact with him as she did. Kevin felt an intense shiver of pleasure travel up his spine as Annette continued jerking him off through his shorts, moving her mouth so close to his hard on, and being so suggestive with every movement.

  “I will,” he whispered. “You’ll see…”

  “Good,” said Annette.

  The sound of hands sliding down the fire pole in the lobby cut through the air. Annette stood up and stepped back from Kevin, just as Kayla came running into the room, almost out of breath.

  “We just got a call!” she cried. “There’s a fire on Haven road, to the east of Chaseville. It’s a family home, and it sounds like it’s gone up completely.”

  “Get your equipment on and get into the fire engine,” said Annette.

  “Equipment?” asked Kayla. “I wouldn’t even know what to put on.”

  Annette scowled at the girl, and then began pulling articles of protective clothing off one of the mannequins and tossing them to her.

  “Just throw these on! It doesn’t matter if they fit, all they need to do for now is keep you from dying.”

  Kevin took the hint, and began grabbing his own gear. The outer layer of equipment was made of heavy, nonflammable fabric that felt hot and incredibly well insulated. He pulled on a pair of suspender hung protective pants, a jacket, and a pair of boots.

  Annette was already in the cab of the truck when he got there. The siren at the top began blaring, and she leaned out the window to yell at Kevin and Kayla.

  “Kayla, get in the back and familiarize yourself with the breathing mask and axes. Kevin, you’re up front, driving.”

  Kevin started towards the front seat, with a skeptical look on his face.

  “I’ve never driven anything larger than a car before,” he said. “Are you sure?”

  “We don’t have a choice,” said Annette. “I need set up our approach.”

  He climbed into the driver’s seat, feeling surprised and a little intimidated by just how high up it was, and started the beastly behemoth of machinery up. The garage door was still open, and he slowly pulled out, taking care to familiarize himself with the side and rear view mirrors.

  Kevin felt as though the massive fire engine was almost more than he could handle. He wiped sweat off his forehead, and clumsily fumbled for the turn signals as he pulled up to the edge of the station’s driveway.

  “The siren is on!” yelled Annette. “Just drive!”

  He nodded, and slammed his foot down on the accelerator, getting a shock as the goliath machine lurched forward with more speed than he had been expecting.

  Luckily, the road out to the fire site was mostly empty, with few traffic lights or turns to throw Kevin off. He drove fast, but not too fast, trying to familiarize himself with the controls. It was a learning experience, but Kevin was surprised by how natural it began to feel once he got into it. After about five minutes, he could see the telltale plume of smoke rising above the horizon off to the right.

  “Pull in as close as you can!” yelled Annette as he turned into the driveway of the burning building. “God damn it, this looks bad!”

  That was putting it mildly, Kevin thought to himself. The house was large, and totally immersed in flame. It looked as though a bonfire had been built, using the frame of the building as kindling.

  He brought the fire engine to a stop, and then climbed out along with Annette. The two of them rushed to the back of the truck, pulled open the doors, and immediately got to work.

  “Kayla, help me unroll the hose and get the water flowing,” said Annette. She paused for a moment, and then looked over at Kevin.

  “I need you to go around the outside of the house and see if…” She trailed off, as though trying to pick her words delicately. “See if you can hear anything or anyone inside.”

  “Got it,” said Kevin. He took the helmet and oxygen mask that Annette passed him, and pulled them on as he ran over towards the house.

  There were no cries for help coming from inside, or any noise other than the crackling of the fire and collapsing of wood. Kevin ran around the building until he was in front of the back door, and slowly walked up as close as he could.

  He could feel the heat even through the thick protective clothing he had on. It was enough to kill a person, without even bringing the flames and smoke into the equation. Kevin forced himself forward, and pushed the back door of the house open.

  There was a small area on the inside that was clear of flame, and despite the protests of his intuition, Kevin made himself move forward. He looked around a kitchen that was in the process of being completely destroyed by the fire. There was nobody in the house, or at least nobody left alive.

  “Kevin!” Annette’s voice rang out in his ear, and he was surprised for a moment, until he realized that a small radio was installed in his helmet. “Kevin, do you see the source of the fire.”

  He forced himself to stay in the house and carefully looked around. The flames hid much of what remained of the building, but he did notice something unusual. It looked almost as though there were two separate fires, coming from opposite walls.

  “It’s weird,” he said. “There are more than one places where-“

  “Kevin, get out of there now!” screamed Annette. “The roof is starting to cave in!”

  He didn’t need to be asked twice. Kevin turned and pushed through the back door of the house, which had caught flame since he’d been inside. He crashed outside and felt the cool afternoon sneak in through the seams of his protective gear. Kayla and Annette were suddenly on either side of him, and he realized that he was feeling light headed.

  “Kevin, what did you see?” asked Annette.

  He turned and looked back at the house just in time to see it collapse inward. A shower of embers went up into the air, lighting up the sky with little bursts of red and orange.

  “It looked like there was more than one fire,” he said. “It just… didn’t look right.”

  Annette shook her head.

  “It’s not right, but it�
�s exactly what I expected,” she said. Annette helped Kevin to his feet, and led him and Kayla back over to the fire engine.

  “What are you talking about?” asked Kayla.”

  Annette smiled grimly at her.

  “We have an arsonist on our hands.”

  CHAPTER 3

  “How is that possible?” Kevin could only stare, dumbfounded by Annette’s suggestion.

  “It’s obvious, really,” said Annette. “It’s been dry, but the number of fires that Chaseville has experienced over the past few months is more than we should be having. And in places that wouldn’t normally be at risk.”

  She turned and began walking back towards the fire hose. Kayla jogged to keep up with her, and after staring at the burning remains of the house for a moment, he followed after them.

  “Isn’t it the job of the police?” asked Kayla. “I mean, this is an arsonist, we’re talking about…”

  “They wouldn’t know where to begin.” Annette took up her position at the head of the hose, and signaled for Kayla and Kevin to grab on. Kevin stood next to the handle for it, and after getting the signal from Annette, he began to turn it. A torrent of water was unleashed from the spigot, and sprayed into what was left of the house fire.

  “From here on out, this will be our top priority.” Annette had to yell to be heard over the hum of the water, but Kevin and Kayla listened intently. “We’ll still be responding to any call we get, but in our spare time, investigating the arsonist is the only thing on the agenda.”

  Kevin nodded, and then looked over at Kayla. She had a stern expression set on her face, and stared into the dying flames ahead of them as though they were her sworn enemy.

  It didn’t take them long to extinguish what was left of the scene. Kevin took the lead in rolling up the hose, while Kayla surveyed the final wreckage, and Annette warmed up the fire truck’s engine. After calling in the incident to a cleanup crew, the three of them set out.

  Annette was driving, and this time, Kevin was in the back with Kayla. He shut the doors to the fire engine’s storage compartment, feeling a little surprised by the ceiling lights that flicked on and illuminated the windowless space. Kayla looked shaken up, and Kevin walked over and took a seat next to her.

  “How are you holding up?” He forced a smile as he asked the question.

  “I… I’m fine,” said Kayla. “I react a little… unpredictably, when it comes to actual fires.”

  Kevin didn’t say anything. He looked at Kayla, and she slowly turned to look at him. There was a frozen moment where there eyes locked together, and then she leaned in, and gave her a gentle, caring hug. One of her hands slid between Kevin’s legs and began massaging his crotch. He could barely feel it through the thick protective fabric, but he still felt his body heating up in response.

  Kayla stopped, and then shook her head. She let out a sigh, and then looked Kevin in the eyes again. This time, he saw something that hadn’t been there before.

  “Kevin… I became a firefighter because I had to.” There was a tremor in Kayla’s voice as she spoke, one that was impossible for Kevin to ignore.

  “What do you mean by that, exactly?” he asked.

  Kayla sighed, and then looked straight ahead, into the wall of the fire engine.

  “When I was a kid, my dad was actually a fire fighter here in Chaseville.” She stopped, as if considering whether or not to say anything more. Kevin began to feel as though he knew, even without her telling him.

  “He died, Kevin,” she said softly. “In a fire. In a big fire. He died saving people.”

  There was silence, or about as much as there could be in the loud, raucous, back compartment of the fire engine. Kevin reached over and rubbed Kayla’s shoulder.

  “It’s okay,” he said. “It’s okay, Kayla. You’re doing the right thing. You’re doing the brave thing, and I’m right here with you. I got your back.”

  Kayla rubbed his hand, and smiled at him. The fire engine slowed to a stop.

  “Thank you, Kevin.”

  The two of them climbed out of the fire engine’s double doors and followed Annette into the equipment room. Kevin began to take off his protective gear, as did Kayla and Annette. He was turned away from them at first, and when he looked over his shoulder, his eyes locked onto what he saw.

  They were continuing to undress, taking off their regular clothes along with everything else and stripping down to their underwear. Kevin stared at the two of them, feeling as though their gorgeous boobs and perfect butts turned the situation into something that may as well have been one of his sexual fantasies.

  “See something you like, Kevin?” challenged Annette. She was only wearing her bra and panties, and looked as though she was considering taking those off, too. Kevin’s cock was quickly growing stiff, and as she began to walk over to him, his excitement went through the roof.

  “Kevin? Are you in here?” A voice that he recognized was coming from the open entrance to the garage. It was his mom, and Kevin felt his cheeks begin to turn red as she rounded the corner to the equipment room.

  “There you are,” said Jess. “Kevin, it’s time for you to stop playing…”

  Her words trailed off as she saw the nearly naked bodies of Annette and Kayla. She glanced down at Kevin’s crotch, and he realized that he had a full blown erection.

  “Mom, I…” he trailed off, trying to find the words. “Mom, I’m working here at the department now. For real.”

  There was a silence in the air. Jess stared at him, her mouth hanging open, and her arms crossed against her chest. She was wearing a thin, flirty summer dress, one that was low cut in the front and barely extended down to her mid-thigh.

  “There’s no way I can change your mind, is there, Kevin?” she asked. He slowly shook his head, feeling a bit bad about how torn up his mom looked.

  Jess walked by him, over to where Annette and Kayla were standing. They had stopped undressing when Kevin’s mom had arrived, and they looked a little confused by the passion and protectiveness of her demeanor.

  “This is my only son,” said Jess. “I want you to understand that. I never married, and Kevin… he’s all that I have. He’s not just some grunt that you can send into burning buildings and get-“

  “Mom!” yelled Kevin. He felt his face heat up even more, and looked at Annette and Jess apologetically.

  “I think I have a solution to your issue, Ms.…” Annette smiled and held out her arms in a conciliatory manner.

  “Jess,” said Kevin’s mom. “You can call me Jess.”

  “Alright. Jess, why don’t you stay here at the fire station for a night or two with us? It will give you a chance to see the safety protocols we abide by in action.”

  Kevin felt his heart skip a beat at Annette’s suggestion. His cock was still hard from seeing the two of them undressing before, and for some reason, it felt like it was getting even harder. He tried to shake his head clear, knowing that it would be a nightmare having his mom watching over his every move, but something about the idea was strangely exciting.

  “I’d like that,” said Jess. “I can help out, too. I’ll cook food, and help with laundry.”

  Nobody said anything for a moment, and Kevin felt like he was being crushed under the tension. His mom walked over to him slowly, and as if she was staking out her territory, or marking him as hers, she leaned in and gave him a tight, sensual, hug.

  “I love you, sweetie.” Jess’s breath was hot on his neck as she whispered into his ear. Kevin felt his hard, throbbing cock push into her stomach, and tried to think of anything other than how pleasurable it was.

  “I love you too, mom,” replied Kevin. Jess pulled back, and then kissed him. It was different from his mom’s usual kisses, and landed half on his cheek, and half on the edge of his lips.

  “Alright, I’m headed upstairs,” said Kayla. “Call me when dinner’s ready.”

  Annette was changing into a set of civilian clothing, and walked over to Jess and smiled at her.
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  “Come on, let me show you what we have in our kitchen,” she said. “I realize that you’re here for Kevin, but we could all appreciate having the help of one more set of hands around here.”

  Jess smiled at the female fire fighter, and a sinking feeling formed in Kevin’s stomach as he realized that the two of them were around the same age. There was a very good chance that they would get along just fine, once the ice was broken. There was an even better chance that the arrangement could become something that lasted longer than what Annette had originally suggested.

  Kevin was given the assignment of double checking the equipment on the fire engine by Annette. It ended up taking him much more time than he had expected it to. There were a number of items that either needed to be restocked, or shifted into new places, or in the case of the oxygen tanks, refilled.

  It took him a little over an hour to take care of everything. He headed into the main lobby of the fire station, and was surprised to smell the distinctive aroma of his mom’s chili. Annette was sitting at a table in the dining lounge, and Jess was at the stove. The two of them were talking, and Kevin found himself holding back just beyond the threshold of the doorway, and listening to them.

  “Your son has the spirit of a fire fighter in him, Jessica,” said Annette. “I was skeptical at first, but I think he’ll fit right in here.”

  Jess sighed, and stirred the chili a little more aggressively.

  “He has definitely grown up in the past couple of years…” she said. “My darling little boy.”

  “He’s a strapping young man now,” said Annette. “I could use his help in a number of ways.”

  Jess turned to the other woman and gave her a queer, inquisitive look.

  “I can’t stop him from doing what he wants, but I am his mom,” she said. “He’ll always be the only man in my life.”

  Annette smiled, and leaned back in her chair.

  “Of course, Jess, of course.”

  Kevin finally walked into the dining area, letting his footsteps hit against the floor loudly.