Date: Sun, 30 Jun 2002 16:04:36 -0700 From: TopLegal <toplegal@mac.com> Subject: Cops-son part 4 Part 4 ====== By TopLegal WARNING This contains graphic descriptions of sexual intercourse and sadomasochistic activities between adult males. If this offends you, is not appropriate for viewing in your location, or you are not of legal age, do not read it. Any resemblance of characters in this story to the living is purely coincidental. (c) 2002, TopLegal. Permission is granted for distribution via Usenet and the Web provided that the following two conditions are met: there is no cost to access this story, e.g. AdultCheck, pay site, etc., and the story is posted in full without modifications. DVD Sales --------- A couple weeks later, standing naked in his bedroom with a dildo firmly lodged in my ass, Mike had me sign documents for joint checking accounts to keep our money together. After all as he pointed out, "you don't need your own accounts anymore Jonnie." The next day, Mike went with me to the bank and had me close my existing bank accounts and transfer all of the money to the new joint accounts. Back from the bank, we cut school to use his parent's dungeon to film my second DVD. The first one had already sold five hundred copies at $49.95 a pop. Mike had deposited a tidy sum into our joint account, but I was completely dependent on Mike for writing checks, getting cash, etc. With a week left of school, Mike was subtly escalating the public expectations placed on me. We were making out at the bleachers twice a day and the slightest hesitation or comment from me resulted in a torrent of gut punches and threats of the "blackmail" file on the nude-jonnie-boy-dot-com server. I was now regularly at the Greene's house more nights each week than my own, but my mom and dad seemed not to mind. It was infuriating. One word from them could have protected me, but mom and dad were letting me get dragged deeper in Mike's blackmail. When school ended, Mike had signed us both up to be junior police. Also, we were scheduled to room together at school and he had picked all of our classes together. Junior Police ------------- The junior police was not as bad as I expected. I ended up driving around with a cool young 29-something cop and Mike was assigned to one of the detectives. Bob--my cop trainer--was teaching me some moves. They would be no match for Mike's well honed choke holds and body blows, but they might form the start of my own ability to fight back. Bob let me cuff and stuff a few people he took down and I found that I really enjoyed the power over them. One afternoon Bob talked me into coming along to the state facility when we transferred one of the murderers who had received two consecutive life sentences to the state facility. A three hour drive from our town, it meant staying overnight with Bob. At first I was relieved because it meant an escape from Mike. That relief would soon change. Bob was extra rough with the prisoner as we got the guy out of the car. I almost felt sorry for the prisoner and then realized the bastard had murdered his wife and kid in cold blood and life in prison was too good for him. Bob knew a lot of the guards at State and we hung out till it got too late to easily drive back. Bob had us pull over at a motel that was two exits up from the state lock up and got us a room. We were settled into the room and Bob chained the door closed and turned casually and said, "Mike says you take it up the ass and like getting treated rough fag boy." Before I could protest, I was cuffed and being fucked by my partner. Sad part: I liked it. Hot Tub Revisit --------------- I was gradually coming to accept my homosexuality and at some of the oddest moments Mike could be incredibly tender to me. But Mike controlled those moments completely. My parents were thrilled that I had taken such an interest in law enforcement and my dad especially was thrilled by Bob's reports on my progress as a junior officer. My dad was so thrilled that Mike had ignited my interest in law enforcement that he had forgiven Mike's homosexuality and was treating him like a second son. I also was a focus for attentions, my dad had always known I wanted a car and three weeks after graduation my dad took me to the showroom and got me a brand new Ford Focus ZX3. The whole thing shocked me completely since my parents were always so careful with money and to spend around $12,000 on me just like that blew me away. Of course dad understood when I took my red Focus over to Mike's house to show it off. I was hoping to show the car to Mike, but found him naked along with his parents--also naked--in the hot tub. Mrs. Greene invited me in to the hot tub and I stripped without question and joined the family. Mike was excited to hear about my car but I realized how rediculous the whole thing was since my two porn DVDs had already netted us more than enough to buy the Focus several times over. Mike had me sit next to him in the tub and kissed me deeply with his tongue. His parents did not blink an eyelash. The real fun though began as Mr. Greene lifted Mrs. Greene up onto him and began fucking her in the hot tub. Mike held me tight so that I had to stay and watch. After Mrs. Greene climaxed from riding Mr. Greene's hard shaft in the hot tub, Mr. Greene made her stay put and Mike lifted me up and did an underwater anal entry into my fuckhole. I gasped as he rammed himself into me and then reached around to jack off my cock. I realized that Mrs. Greene and I were being used like pawns in a little sexual competition between our respective lovers. Mike had the advantage that as I guy I was more easy to arouse and it took only three minutes for him to fuck me to orgasm within the hot tub. Mr. Greene was clearly saddened with his wife's performance, but announced, you won $100 fair and square. Mrs. Greene and I had to get out of the hot tubs and stand over them for the second part of the competition: $1000 to the first one of the men to jack themselves off. Mr. Greene did not stand a chance though. Mike stroked himself under the water and brought himself to a massive climax in barely one minute. Mr. Greene took ten more minutes before he unleashed a load in the hot tub. Mrs. Greene handed me a towel to dry Mike off with. Only after the two men had headed back into the house, did she indicate that we should dry each other off. "Hope you don't think we are nuts," she said as she put on a skimpy bikini and thong and handed me a similar outfit to wear--minus the bikini. I shrugged, "nah." She smiled at me and we headed into the house. Mike was getting $1,100 in cash from his dad and then asked me what I had to say. I explained about the new car. Mike suggested we go out for dinner and offered to take us all out in the new car. Mike handed me a tight spandex outfit to wear. The clothing while suitable for regular wear was definitely also a bit unusual for Midwest sensibilities. I knew better than to argue and quickly got dressed in the outfit. All four of us got into the car, and Mrs. Greene and myself were in the back. She was wearing a mini skirt and a very skimpy blouse. Dinner ------ In the restaurant, Bob--the police officer I was paired with--caught sight of us entering. He wasted no time cornering Mr. Greene and commenting on "how well Jonnie was doing." Mr. Greene invited Bob to join us and I found myself wedged tightly between Mike on my left and Bob on my right. Bob took the opportunity to fondle me under the table and I struggled to ignore his hand on my leg. When the appetizers came, the waitress spilled soda on Bob and I. Although she apologized profusely we were both drenched. Bob suggested we go to the bathroom to rinse off. I hesitated but Mike said, "clean yourself up you look like a mess." In the bathroom, Bob shoved me into a stall and fucked me without so much as a "hi how do you do." When he finished he handed me the used condom and $500. "Some bet you lost," he said. "You ain't even a fag," he continued, "and you are so pretty." Bob seemed to go all tender on me, "but if you so much as breathe a word that I'm gay to anyone in the precinct..." He left the threat hanging as he left the stall with my pants still at my ankles. I tied off the condom and put it with the money. When I returned to the table Bob was gone and Mike smiled at me. I handed the money and the used condom to Mike under the table and finished my dinner without any other incidents. After dinner I dropped the Greenes off and Mike gave me a parting kiss and sent me home. Nude-Jonnie-Boy-Dot-Com ----------------------- My dad loved seeing me at the precinct house. Aside from those two fucks by Bob, there were no other gay liaisons at the precinct. The rest of the junior cop program was a dream and I found myself really enjoying law enforcement. I found out later that Mike had auctioned Bob's cum off on our web site for over a thousand dollars. When he saw what that had fetched, he manually milked me on camera to fill five "limited edition" test tubes of "jonnieboy cum". It was pretty agonizing being milked non-stop for two hours to unload cum into five test tubes. The whole session was quickly posted to "my" web site along with pictures of each signed cum vial. The bidding started at $500/tube. After the session, Mike showed me that he reset the blackmail file for the week. At the precinct house the next day I found out that there was going to be a large anti-gay protest at the cemetery featuring Fred Phelps. Every officer had their vacations pulled and that still left the force short staffed. The "occasion" was a burial ceremony for a local politician who had died of AIDS. Tom Sanders had been a popular mayor of our town for over a decade before resigning suddenly for "personal" reasons. Mike and I got protest duty, including pepper spray and batons. Our dads were also working the protest. The local townspeople were for the most part appalled that some outsiders had marched into town. Tensions were higher than I think anyone had expected. By noon, I was standing facing the protesters. The funeral service was wrapping up without a violent conflagration. I found the rhetoric of Phelps and his supporters disgusting and badly wanted to use the pepper spray on them. When the funeral ended the protest dispersed finally without incident. The chief gave all of us the force big thanks for managing the protest. Our dads thanked us both profusely for handling "such a tough situation so well." All four of us went out for beers with everyone and even though Mike and I were to young to drink it was a great experience. Somehow through all of Mike's abuse and domination I was coming to like the things he liked: law enforcement, gay sex, working out, and more. Three weeks remained until college started. Write the Author ---------------- These stories are e-mail'ware, show your appreciation by dropping some feedback (in English) to the author at toplegal@mac.com. See other works by me at <http://www.asstr.org/~TopLegal/> $$