Date: Tue, 13 Nov 2001 12:30:08 -0800 (PST)
From: Jason P <jasonin501s@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jason and the Cop

This is a fiction story and all the characters are
over 18 years old. You shouldn't read it if you don't
like gay sotries or if you're under 18 years of age.
If you don't like stuff like this, don't read it.


JASON AND THE COP

I knew I was in trouble when I heard the siren.  The
cop was right behind me and I pulled over and stopped.
 My hands started shaking really bad when I saw him
walking toward my jeep.  I kept my hands on the
steering wheel like they say you better do or they
will shoot you.  He walked up and just looked at me
but didn't say anything.  My jeep doesn't have a top
or any doors so he could see my knees were shaking.  I
told him I was sorry I was speeding.  He still didn't
say anything, just kept looking at me.

He had on sunglasses so I couldn't see his eyes but I
recognized him from last year when he talked to my
senior high school class about safe driving and not
driving drunk.  I knew he was giving me a mean look.
I told him, "Please don't give me a ticket.  Give me
another chance.  My dad will kill me.  Please, I'll do
anything!"

He pulled up his sunglasses and looked me right in the
eyes.  He told me, "Be at my house tonight at 8
o'clock.  Be on time.  Exactly 8 o'clock.  And don't
tell anybody where you're going.  If you don't come,
I'll come to your house and tell your dad you were
speeding and I'll take you to jail."

I couldn't even eat dinner I was so nervous but I
managed to eat a little so nobody would notice it.  I
told my parents I was going to a movie with some buds
and left.

Now I'm driving around and sweating.  I live in a
little town where everybody knows everybody else.
That's how come I know Officer Bart lives in an old
farmhouse right outside town.

Just before 8 o'clock I'm parking behind his police
car and walking to his front door.  I can feel sweat
running down my sides from my armpits.  I knock on the
door and he opens it.  He's still wearing his uniform,
like he just got home from work.  He tells me to come
in and to follow him.  He leads me down to his
basement.  Now I'm really scared.

He tells me he's gonna give me a whipping cause I got
to be punished for speeding.  And if I don't take it,
he's gonna give me a ticket plus tell my dad I was
speeding and tell my dad that he should take my jeep
away from me for a year to teach me a lesson.
Everybody in town knows my dad is really tough.  He'll
give me a whipping plus take my jeep away.  So I tell
Officer Bart that I'll take the whipping from him.

He tells me to strip to my undershorts.  So I start
getting undressed with him watching me and I have
trouble getting my cloths off cause I'm so nervous.
When I get naked except for my undershorts, he looks
me over.  He tells me I look strong enough to take a
good whipping.  I'm a pretty average 18 year-old, 5'8"
tall and weight about 130 pounds, a little skinny but
I work out so I got pretty good definition in my
chest.  I'm mostly smooth but I have a few hairs right
in the middle of my chest. He says since I got chest
hairs I'm old enough to take a man's whipping, what
ever that means.

He tells me he doesn't want to get his shirt all
sweaty.  So he pulls off his shirt.  He has thick
black hair all over his chest.  He's not huge like a
weigh lifter but you can tell he works out a lot.  He
pulls his belt from his pants and shows it to me.
It's black and thick and my knees get shaky.  He tells
me, "You were going 10 miles over the speed limit so
I'm going to give you 10 with the belt."

He asks me if I'm brave enough to stand and take it or
does he have to tie me down for it.  I tell him I can
take it.  He makes me put my palms on the wall and
lean forward and spread my legs apart.  I'm standing
there like that, waiting for the whipping to start and
I feel like I'm going to start crying but I don't.  I
know its really gonna hurt bad.

Whack!

The first one hits me on my butt and I bite down hard
to keep from crying out.  I start breathing really
fast and sweating more.

Whack!

The second one is worse than the first one and I can
feel my knees shaking really bad.

Whack!  He hits me lower this time across my legs and
I start to grunt from the pain.  He gives me two more
and now I'm really burning on my ass.

He tells me the next five I gotta take bareass!  He
makes me pull off my shorts and stand there naked.  I
really get embarrassed from it but I do like he tells
me.

The first one that hits my bare ass hurts so bad I
scream out but I swallow it really fast so he won't
think I can't take it.  The next 4 are terrible and
I'm whimpering like a little sissy when he finishes
with me.  But I didn't' move the whole time he was
whipping me.

He tells me to get dressed and go home.  It takes me a
while to get dressed cause I'm really hurting on my
ass. I can see that his chest hairs are all stuck down
to his chest from sweat of whipping me.

Upstairs before he closes the door he tells me to come
back on Saturday cause I got some yard work to do.
He's not through punishing me yet.

I go to my jeep and even though my ass is really sore,
I'm glad I gotta come back to his place.  By the time
I get home, I'm so boned I almost forget I got
whipping till I check out the welts on my ass in the
mirror.


Part 2

Officer Bart didn't tell me what time to come to his
place, but I decided it's better if I don't go too
early or too late.  I didn't want to wake him up in
case he was sleeping late or wait so long that he
doesn't think I'm coming and and then come over to get
me.  So I drive over there at 10 in the morning and
park behind his cruiser.  My mouth is dry and I keep
trying to swallow.  I take a deep breath and knock on
the door.  He opens it and steps out on the porch.  He
is wearing a pair of levis with no shirt.  He is very
good looking and the black hairs on his chest shine in
the sunshine.

He tells me to strip right there on the porch.  I look
around and he laughs at me and tells me nobody can see
me, his house is too far from anybody else's.  I pull
off my boots and socks, then my shirt.  He folds his
arms across his hairy chest and leans back on the door
and watches me getting naked for him.  I take off my
levis and he tells me to keep going.  So I pull down
my undershorts and step out of them.  He reaches out
and grabs my shoulder and turns me around.  He touches
the welts on my ass and says I didn't have enough
welts, that I need another whipping.

But he says that he'll whip me later.  First I have to
work.  He makes me mow his lawn using an old mower
that doesn't even have a motor on it.  And worst of
all he makes me do it naked while he sits on the porch
and watches me sweat.  After I mow it, he tells me to
rake up all the grass and sack it up.  It takes a long
time, more than an hour for me to do it all.  The
whole time I know that I'm going to get another
whipping and it gives me an ache in my belly just
thinking about it.

When I get done he tells me to put my hands behind my
head, spread my legs, and push my chest out and stand
there while he checks my work.  He calls it the
punishment position.  I stand there naked in the
punishment position and watch him walk around the
yard, looking for pieces of grass I missed.

He tells me, "You missed these."  He holds some grass
in his hand and shows it to me.  He makes me open my
mouth and he feed it to me, shoving it into my mouth
and making me chew it.  Then he slaps my face.  It
really stings and I get tears in my eyes from it.  I
never got slapped before and it makes me really mad
but I know I can't do anything but take it.  My face
is stinging and the grass tastes dirty in my mouth but
I stand there in front of him and feel my cock getting
hard.  It sticks up straight in front of me almost
against my belly.

He leans forward and puts the tip of his nose against
mine.  "You're a little faggot," he tells me, "and
your ass is mine!"  He takes his thumb and thumps the
head of my cock really hard.  I grit my teeth and take
it from him, knowing I will do anything he wants me to
do.

"Get on your knees!"  He pushes me down till I'm down
in front of him.  He opens up his levis and pulls out
his cock.  It is really big, bigger when he's soft
than mine is when it's hard.  He tells me, "Open your
mouth, faggot."  I open my mouth and he starts pissing
in it.  "To wash down the grass," he tells me laughing
while I struggle to swallow his warm piss.  A lot of
it splashes on my face and runs down on my bare chest
but he doesn't care, he just keeps pissing.

When he's done, he puts his cock back in his pants and
buttons up.  "Get in the punishment position, faggot,"
he tells me.

I get up as fast as I can and put my hands behind my
head. I know there's piss on my face and on my chest
and grass on me.  But I don't do anything about it, I
just stand there waiting for him to tell me what to
do.  He goes over to the side yard and takes a
handkerchief out of his back pocket, a red one.  He
goes to a nettle and uses his handkerchief to pull off
a handful.

I start breathing really hard when he comes toward me,
a big grin on his face.  He takes one leaf and pushes
it against my left nipple.  I don't feel anything for
a second, then the stinging starts.  Then he stings me
on the other nipple, rubbing the leaves across my
chest.  I make fists behind my head when the burning
spreads across my whole chest.  Then he reaches down
and grabs my cock with the hand that hold the nettle.

"Nooo," I tell him but it's too late.  My cockhead
starts stinging and I can't stand there like that
anymore.  I grab for my cock, and he slaps my face
hard.  I fall on the grass, holding my hands between
my legs.

"Get up, faggot!"  He yells at me over and over.

I get up and stand in front of him again, just like he
wants me to, my hands behind my head, feeling the
stinging on my cock and on my nipples.  He tells me
I'm a fucking sissy and slaps me in the face again.
I'm standing there with tears on my face, not from the
pain but from being ashamed.

"Now get your ass down in the basement and wait for
me.  You know where to go."

"Yessir!"  I start toward his house and then break out
in a run.  I'm out of breath by the time I get down
the stairs and stand leaning against the wall.  I can
feel the nettles still stinging me, my nipples feel
like they're itching really bad but my cock feels
harder than ever before.  I can smell his piss on me
and the grass and my own sweat.  I close my eyes and
wait.

Part 3

I hear him coming down the stairs and I feel a shiver
all down me just knowing that he's coming.  He walks
over to me and rubs my ass, which is all sweaty now.
Then he walks away and tells me to come to where he
is.

I walk over to the middle of the basement where he's
standing.  He tells me to reach up and grab the pipe
that's above my head.  I have to stretch to reach it
and it's hot.  I jerk my hands away but then put them
back right away and just let it burn me.  I know its
not really burning my hands it just feels that way.  I
stand there like that, up on my toes holding the pipe
and sweating, naked and very self-conscious.

He steps up to me and puts his face right next to mine
so his mouth is right next to my ear.  "Are you going
to be a really strong boy for me, Jason?  Are you
going to be brave and take your punishment?"

"Yessir," I tell him.  He's so close to me I can feel
his chest hairs touching me.  They feel like little
wires rubbing on my nipples each time he takes a
breath.  His breath on my ear gives me shivers and I
just want him to keep standing there touching me.

He steps back and runs his hand across my chest.  I
can feel my cock getting harder just from him touching
me on my chest like that.  He tells me its really
gonna hurt and I gotta be very brave or I wont be able
to take it.  He tells me, "I don't want to tie you
down for this Jason.  I want you to take it.  Do you
think you can do that?"

"Yessir," I tell him cause I want to be brave for him.
 He stands in front of me and shows me a fanbelt from
a car.  He says he's gonna whip me with it and its
really really gonna hurt.   I start swallowing as fast
as I can, looking at the fanbelt.  It's a big rubber
circle with ridges on it and I already know how much
its gonna hurt when he hits me with it.  I just grit
my teeth and hold my breath waiting for it.

He tells me to hold on tight and then he hits me on my
bare ass with the fanbelt.  I can't believe how much
it hurts.  I can feel pain go down my legs and I can
hardly take it.  I just grip the pipe harder and start
sucking my breath in and out each time he hits me with
the fanbelt.

 I think I just can't take the pain anymore but
somehow I do.  Pretty soon I'm making crying sounds
like a animal, jerking around trying to get away from
the terrible pain but never letting go of the pipe,
hanging onto it like that can make the pain stop.

Suddenly the beating stops and I can feel only a fire
burning on my ass.  I open my eyes and see him
standing there in front of me, his face all wet from
sweat.  He tells me he's really proud of me, that I
took my beating like a man.

He tells me to let go of the pipe but I can't.  Its
like my hands are stuck to it.  He reaches up and
unhooks my fingers and I can't even stand up.  I don't
fall down cause he puts his arms around me and holds
me up.

I feel really weak and just let him hold me.  He tells
me I smell terrible and he lets me go and I stand
there sort of wobbly.

"C'mon," he tells me, "let's get u cleaned up."  He
leads me over to a big laundry tub and makes me lean
over into it and he starts soaking me with water,
washing me with his hands.  I just lean into it,
feeling the edge of the tub pushing up on my belly and
the warm water running on my head.  He makes sure I
get all soaked and then he helps me stand up and get
dried off with a big towel.

Now he's got water all over his levis.  He pulls off
his boots and than strips off his levis.  He doesn't
wear any undershorts so he's totally naked.

 I never saw a guy look so good naked before.  Officer
Bart is more than 6 feet tall with black hair all over
his chest and a line of hairs than go down to his
pubes which are really thick and curly.  His cock is
really big and sticking out in front of him.  He looks
at me and sees that I'm looking at his cock.

"Suck it," he tells me.

I drop on my knees and take his cock in my mouth.  I
can't take all of it cause it's too big and I don't
know how to take a cock down my throat.  But I suck on
the head of it and stroke it with my hands.  It tastes
like sweat, sort of salty but I want to keep sucking
it.

But he pulls away and lifts me up like I am a rag doll
and bends me over the washtub.  I hold my breath cause
I know he's gonna fuck me but I never got fucked
before so it really scares me.  He greases up his cock
with something and I can feel it pushing against my
asshole.  I stop thinking about how much my ass cheeks
are burning and all I can think about it how much its
gonna hurt me when he shoves his cock up in me.

"You ever been fucked before?" he asks me.

: No sir," I tell him.

Then he says, "Good.  I like to bust a cherry."  And
then he shoves his big cock up into my asshole.

I grab the laundry tub with my hands and almost scream
it hurts so bad.  He tells me to relax and not move.
He just stands there behind me with his cock up in my
asshole and doesn't move.  It really hurts but I obey
him and just stay there trying to relax but I can't
make the pain go away.

Then he starts fucking me.  It takes a little while
but pretty soon it doesn't hurt very much anymore.
He's holding my hips and pulling me so that his big
cock can go way up in me.

Pretty soon I start moaning and it starts to feel
really good.  He reaches around me and starts to pinch
on my nipples.  It starts feeling so good I start
moaning and telling him to fuck me harder.  And then
he starts fucking faster and faster, really shoving
into me hard.  And then I know he's gonna cum just
cause of how he's breathing.  He hugs me really tight
and then shoots up into my ass.  He lets out a long
cry and then I cum too, not even touching my cock.

I'm still bent over the laundry tub, the edge cutting
into my belly but I don't care.  He's put his weight
on top of me and I can feel his chest hairs scratchy
on my back.  I like feeling like I'm trapped under him
and can't move and I don't want to move anyway.

After a few minutes, he pulls his cock out of me and
turns me around.  He tells me my ass is gonna be sore
for a long time, and I reach back and can feel welts
on it.  Also, my asshole feels like he's still in it
and I know that's gonna be sore too from getting
fucked for the first time.

"Now go home," he tells me, "and don't speed this
time."

We go up the stairs and outside where I still got my
clothes on the porch.  I start getting dressed and he
just stands there in the doorway naked watching me.
He looks so beautiful when he's naked, lean and hairy
and manly.

When I'm dressed, I can really feel how sore my ass
is.  He doesn't say anything so I just walk to my jeep
and get in.

"Hey, Jason," he tells me.  "Next time you come over
here, don't wear any underwear!"

I grin at him and back out of his driveway, knowing he
just invited me back.


This is my first story.  If you liked it, please email
me and let me know.
Jason  (Jasonin501s@yahoo.com)