From: bear-cop@justdoit.demon.co.uk
Subject: CID Guy: Text, M/M
Date: Sun, 29 Dec 1996 01:18:14 GMT

                            ***** CID GUY *****

                   (MY FIRST ENCOUNTER WITH A POLICEMAN)

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This story could be true - you will just have to decide for yourself!

I'm now in my 30's, but I still remember the summer afternoon when I was on
my way home from school, and I had an encounter with a copper which was
destined to mark my transition from boyhood to manhood.

I was quite a good looking lad, 15 years old approaching 16, average height,
well made but slightly slim body, with blue eyes and a mop of fair hair.
That's what probably made him notice me, I was so obviously young and
inexperienced.

Anyway, I lived some distance from the school, and my daily routine included
two bus journeys, and a wait of about 30 minutes for the second bus. The
place I had to wait was dull and unexciting, just a few down-market shops
and a bus shelter. A young lad soon got fed-up with that! Right opposite the
bus shelter there was a car park, and a run down block of public toilets.
I'd often noticed it seemed pretty busy, but I never went in the place
because it looked so tacky. However one day I had no choice, I'd had too
many bottles of "pop" and I was absolutely bursting! When I got inside, sure
enough there were a few dodgy characters at the urinals who made me nervous,
so I went in one of the cubicles instead.

To my amazement the walls were absolutely covered with red hot drawings and
stories, and I suddenly realised why the place was so busy! My sexual
knowledge was very limited. I'd had a wank with another boy just once or
twice, and this was an incredibly exciting education. As I read through the
stories my cock shot up rigid, and for the first time ever, I wanked all
over a drawing showing bare arse and thick cock.

As I left the toilet block my mind was in a whirl fantasising all the new
things I had just learnt, and I almost walked into the young guy who was
waiting to meet me. He was about 21/22, over 6 foot tall, broad chest, blue
eyes fair hair like me, a nice smile and was really good looking. I noticed
that he had strong well defined legs, large well shaped arse, and a really
big bulge in the front of his trousers. So when he asked me if I would
"like a ride" my heart missed a beat, and I very shyly said "Thank you very
much". Silly boy, I never ever imagined what the consequences would be, all
I thought would happen would be for me to see what lay under that big bulge
in the front of his trousers!

When we got into his car, which was parked next to the toilet block, I
immediately heard the conversation on his police radio. He then showed me
his warrant card and gave me a choice. Either I went with him to the police
station, and then he would fetch my parents in order to "find out what I had
been doing in there", or else I could come a ride with him out into the
countryside. I was petrified, the thought of a police station, and my
parents being summoned to be informed of my "crime" terrified me beyond
description, and I obviously agreed to go for a ride.

Eventually we stopped at the end of dirt track, surrounded by trees, deep
inside a wood. I still had no real idea what was about to happen, but since
he really was a copper, I didn't think he would do me any physical harm.
Anyway he knew exactly what he wanted. As soon as the engine died, he had
the belt of his trousers undone, and began pulling down his trousers and
underpants in one swift movement. As his bare flesh became visible, I gasped
in amazement. His cock was absolutely enormous, and rapidly becoming as
rigid as a street light. It stood upwards from his balls, erupting from a
thick base, and curving slightly inwards, until it almost reached his belly
button. It was about 11 inches, thick, and absolutely monstrous. In a way I
was thrilled and excited that I should be giving him such a hard on, but I
also had a vague fear about what I was supposed to do next!

I pulled my black school trousers down to reveal my own much smaller cock
standing rigid to attention, and I reached over to feel his enormous weapon,
and put my hands on a man's cock for the very first time. He was very
excited and oozing juices from his large pointed cock head. Having confirmed
how truly huge it really was, I looked up into his face to find out what I
was supposed to do. This was the first time I had gazed deep into another
man's eyes, and I was really excited and nervous by the powerful message
coming from the hard glint in his eyes. Whatever was going to happen, I was
sure that there was going to be no escape.

He knew exactly how to handle the situation. The seats were deep. He rolled
me over face downwards, with my bare bum perched on the front edge of the
seat. My shoes were wrenched off, and with another deft hand movement my
trousers and underpants were completely removed and thrown on the back seat.
This got me nervous, I had never been naked with anyone else before, and I
was effectively trapped inside the car. As I looked behind me to see what
was going on, I was just in time to see his trousers going on the back seat
also. He was moving over towards me now, and I could see his tool sticking
out horizontal, rigid and yawing up and down, like a massive flagstaff. The
next moment I was shocked when something cold and wet was suddenly thrust
between my arse cheeks. When I looked again I saw that he had a huge jar of
hairdressers Brylcream underneath the dashboard, and he began to remove huge
handfuls, and lay it between my firm young buttocks, as if he was making a
huge soft whip ice-cream. I was a bit annoyed by the Brylcream, it made a
bloody mess, and I really felt violated. Little did I know how necessary it
was, and what was about to happen next! That was when I first realised that
I was going to get :-   **** FUCKED ****.

He'd done it before. I felt the full weight of his body pin me into the seat
as he placed both hands on my shoulders and forced me down. Then I felt his
strong thighs between mine, and my legs were spread wide until my bare arse
was forced upwards ready for his attack. My round neat buttocks were now
vulnerable to his massive cock. With a strange kind of thrill I felt the big
pointed head of his cock slip between my arse cheeks, and move around until
he found the exact centre of my tight little arsehole. It hovered enticingly
above my hole for a few seconds, and I realised that I was about to lose my
virginity to a MAN!

Suddenly a blinding pain filled my entire body. With one quick movement he
had prised open my arsehole, and had got the whole cock head inside me with
a single thrust. I was in agony, I squirmed and wriggled in an attempt to
throw him off, and I muttered phrases like "Stop", "Please Stop". But it was
no good, he was determined to hold me tight and stay inside me. Eventually
the first stab of pain subsided, and I was aware of the incredible
sensations coming from my tightly stretched arsehole. By this time I was
exhausted by my struggles, and I was forced to lay still, with his massive
cock still stuck up my arse. I hoped desperately that he would pull out of
me, and I felt eternal shame that I had ever given in to the temptation to
wank over those drawings in the toilet.

I felt him draw back, and I really thought my ordeal was at an end. No such
luck, suddenly I felt him quickly push back up inside me, and this time he
went even further! This time I REALLY felt it travel up me, and waves of
intense pain radiated from my grossly violated backside. He used the same
technique again and again. It was no good fighting him, he was determined to
get his massive cock every single inch up my young boys arse. I just lay
there and moaned aloud as I felt every thrust go deeper and deeper inside me.

After 30 minutes, he had got every single inch of that massive cock all the
way up inside me. The thick base of that tool had stretched the opening to
my arse beyond belief. The anal ring felt red hot. Sometimes he withdrew
every inch before plunging back in, and every thrust sent new daggers of
pain coursing through my body.

To my amazement, after about 5 minutes the pain started to subside, and was
replaced by a powerful new sensation. Every time his well lubricated cock
split my anal ring, I felt a wave of sensual pleasure follow his cock as he
pushed up inside me. When he got to the top of his stroke, his large balls
banged against my smaller hairless balls, and I could actually feel the
whole of my anal passage stretched round his big monster cock. He sensed my
enjoyment and began to shaft me rhythmically. I put my hands behind me, and
felt his well shaped buttocks flexing and contracting as his powerful
strokes penetrated my firm young bottom. He quickly taught me who was in
control. Every time he got to the top of his stroke, he paused a fraction
before giving me a final hard thrust. This was bloody painful at first, and
I started to cry out once again and plead with him to stop. No chance, I
quickly realised he was really enjoying that final thrust, and my moans just
made him enjoy it more. He was really in ecstasy now. He was directly on top
of me, and his broad shoulders were against mine. He had his hands around my
face and he was actually making love to me, kissing the back of my neck, and
forcing his tongue inside my ear. I couldn't believe it, here was this
masculine bloke obviously enjoying my arse, and I was enjoying it also! I
hated him for hurting me so much, but I hated myself more for enjoying it,
and relishing the intensity of his emotion.

It is not every day a young copper gets his cock up a young boy's tight
peachy bum, and he rode me for another 30 minutes. By this time my arse was
just a wild mixture of pain and pleasure. Against my will I found myself
responding and enjoying it. Suddenly he gripped me like a vice, and began to
moan and groan in ecstasy as he pumped his load deep into my gut. It lasted
a hell of a long time. I actually felt his cock swell inside me, and I
realised my arse was absolutely full up with cum. With a jolt I realised
that it didn't hurt anymore, and I felt a strange kind of privilege giving a
guy like him such a lot of pleasure.

My ordeal was over, and he began to pull out of me. I was amazed how long it
took to extract that massive tool out of my arse. It was deeply embedded,
and I felt a strange kind of disappointment as each muscle in my rectum said
goodbye to the thing which had so rudely stretched them wide and still wider.

My enjoyment was short lived. Once released, the pain came flooding back. My
anal ring felt totally destroyed. I fingered my arsehole and found a hole
the same width as his massive cock. The whole area was on fire, and I
couldn't even move a muscle without searing stabs of pain.

He could see my agony, but he didn't apologise. He just reached down under
the dashboard and produced some tissue and said :- "Get out of the car and
clean yourself up". I didn't need any encouragement. By this time it was
dark, I grabbed the tissue and jumped out of the car, and began to wipe away
the large quantities of Brylcream which still smothered my round curvy
cheeks. I desperately wondered whether my arsehole would ever return to the
same shape. What would I say if I had to go to the Doctor!

Back in the car, we played a little game. Instead of taking me to the police
station, he would drop me a mile away from my parents house. As I got out of
the car, he warned me never to go inside the toilet block ever again. I took
a last look at him as he waited for me to open the door. His thighs were
firm and strong, and the bulge in his trousers was as big as ever. This time
it filled me with fear to think that the same thing could happen again with
someone else, and I opened the door pretty smart.

Walking home was agony. The more I used my legs, the more the pain from my
violated arsehole radiated through my body. Eventually i was reduced to
taking minuscule steps in an effort to keep my buttocks motionless relative
to the rest of my body.

Of course I received the regulation "telling off" when I arrived home 4
hours late. I told my parents I had visited a friend who didn't have a
telephone. Apparently they were just about to phone the police, what a joke!

By this time I had peculiar sensations coming from my bowel, and I realised
that I needed a shit pretty quick! When I got inside the toilet, a huge load
of cum shot out of my arse, and I emptied myself completely. I wasn't
particularly pleased about this at the time, especially as it returned my
arsehole into an agony zone.

Naturally I learnt my lesson. I vowed never to mess around with "fucking
queers" ever again. It took my arsehole 4 weeks to stop hurting completely,
and I didn't have a wank for ages after that.

Problem was, one night I woke up in the middle of the night with an absolute
rigid hard-on. My cock was oozing cum, and I realised I'd been dreaming
about my experience with the young copper. I put my hand on my rigid cock
and began to wank furiously. I tried to remember how it felt to put my hands
on his firm arse as he lay on my back, thrusting into me. I had a massive
orgasm, at every ejaculation, I remembered vividly his moans and groans, as
he shot his own cum deep inside my arse.

Afterwards, I felt terribly guilty, but I had to admit the truth that I'd
actually enjoyed being fucked absolutely rotten by that copper. Some nights
I'd lay in bed and remember the hairs on his chest, the shape of his
buttocks, and of course that massive slightly curved cock, ready to enter,
and thrust deep inside me.

Many afternoons, I stood at that bus shelter, and eagerly scanned every
passing car, hoping that I might have another chance to put my hands on his
massive tool, but I never did see him again.

I didn't have any more gay experiences until I went to University. By this
time I'd developed a real juicy, longish, thickish cock, and I really wanted
a mate with a nice shape arse, who'd let me try it out on him. I became good
friends with a younger guy who lived in the next door bedroom in my Hall of
Residence. He had neat well formed buttocks, and a virgin arsehole. One
night I broke him in just the same way that the CID copper broke me in. It
was even better than I imagined. He had a gigantic orgasm as I shot gallons
of cum deep inside him. If I rember correctly, we fucked like rabbits
for the rest of that week. God was his little arsehole sore, and so was
my cock! A friendship like that doesnt wither away, we are still VERY
good friends several years later.

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