From: UZGY49A@prodigy.com (Stephen Smith)
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Subject: One hot cop story M/M
Date: 7 Jul 1995 18:05:05 GMT
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For adults only..............
I was driving to Colorado to visit friends and wanted to do most of my
driving at night as I figured
there would be less chance of getting a ticket. I was doing 80 mph thru
Nebraska, which is real easy
to do. Before I knew it, I saw flashing lights in my rear view mirror and
I proceded to pull over. The
cop got out and walked up to my car window and I handed him my license
and registration. He went
to his car to run a check and came back and flashed his flashlight over
my body before telling me to
get out of my car. I got out and he told me to turn around and place my
hands on the roof of my car. I
did so and he had me spread my legs further apart before proceding to pat
me down. I have to
admit this cop was hot looking, but I was still scared cause I know they
can be such assholes. This
cop was tall and well built and very goodlooking. When he first came to
my window, his dick was at
my eye level and I could tell he was very well hung. Anyway, he asked me
if I was hiding any drugs
on my person and I said no. He then ran his big hands over my chest and
down my stomach to the
top of my jeans. Telling me he hated this part of his job, he began to
squeeze and feel around my
cock and balls. I gasped at this and I heard a chuckle come out of him.
He began running his hands
firmly over my ass mounds and then up and down the insides of my thighs.
I was sweating and
beginning to breath heavy at this point and I have to admit I had a
raging 7" hard-on. He gave my
cock and balls one last heavy squeeze, discovered my hard-on (I'm sure),
and said, "I have reason
to believe you are hiding drugs on your person and I'm taking you in for
a strip search". I began to
stutter out a protest when he pulled one of my hands behind my back and
cuffed it. He wrenched my
other arm behind me and soon my wrists were cuffed behind my back. He
told me to just shut up and
it would all be over soon. I was led back to his patrol car and placed in
the back seat. I was kind of
shaking at this point as I was so nervous and ashamed and he patted my
thigh and said, "You'll be
okay" before shutting the door. We got off the interstate and I was only
thinking of the
embarrassment I would feel when I was forced to strip naked. I wondered
if there would be a body
cavity search and, if so, how it would be carried out. The next thing I
knew, the car came to a stop
and I looked around me. We were at a deserted farm house and I became
puzzled. Why here?
What's going on? He got out of the car and opened my door. He pulled me
out and told me to stand
still. He then went to the trunk of his car and pulled out a battery
operated lantern, then pushed me
ahead of him towards a nearby barn. When we got inside, he turned on the
lantern and it cast an
eery glow all over the barn's interior. He uncuffed me, warning me not to
be so stupid as to try and
run. I told him I would do whatever I was told and this made him chuckle
again. He told me to take my
clothes off and hand each piece to him as I took it off. My sweaty shirt
came off first and I handed it to
him. He held it up to the light as I worked on my shoes and socks. I was
nervous as hell but still kind
of excited. I was then shocked to see him sniffing my shirt and this was
the first clue I had that there
might be a sexual dimension to all this (call me clueless). By the time I
got to my briefs, I had a
raging hard-on again, and he noticed. "Good boy", he said. I pulled off
my briefs and he let out a low
whistle, saying "I'll bet you are one hot fuck" (by the way, I am 25 y/o,
5'11", 170lb., blonde/brown
hair, hazel eyes, smooth body). I could only gulp when he told me he
would have to cuff me again.
After cuffing my hands behind my back, he turned me around, put his hands
on my shoulders, and
lowered me to my knees. Saying "I know you really want this", he unzipped
his pants and pulled out
a huge, fat, 9" monster of a cock. I knelt there, mesmerized, and he
began to slap his big dick
against my upturned face. After a few moments of this, he pulled his dick
up and rubbed his balls
against my mouth. They were sweaty, hairy and hot and my mouth fell open
almost involuntarily. I
began to moan and mouthed his bloated balls. I licked and sucked on them,
becoming intoxicated
by their salty, musky taste. He was groaning and before long let go of
his cock so it plopped down
on my face. He then grabbed the back of my head and pulled it back so he
could begin to ease his
big cock into my anxious mouth. My own cock was throbbing and dripping
pre-cum as his huge tool
began its maiden voyage. I was beginning to choke at the 6" mark but he
didn't care. He began
thrusting that big dick in and out of my hungry mouth as my throat
gurgled against this massive
assault. After a few more minutes, my throat relaxed, and by leaning
forward I could take all 9" of his
manhood deep within my throat. I was beside myself and my saliva was
drooling from my mouth,
coating his balls, which slapped rhythmically against my chin. His cock
massaged my throat and he
placed a hand on my throat so he could feel his cock bulge in my throat
with each in-stroke. It was an
intense scene and the sounds of his orgasm soon filled my ears. He pulled
his fat, bloated cock
from my mouth to squirt stream after stream of hot stringy cum all over
my face and hair. My face was
coated with his jism as he slid his cock back in my mouth so I could lick
it clean and suck it dry.
When he finally pulled out of my mouth, he rubbed his right hand over my
face and then had me lick
his cum off of his fingers. I eagerly took it in and savored the taste of
this cock juice. Even after all
this, he still wasn't thru with me yet. He pulled me to my feet and
switched the cuffs around so my
hands were now in front of me. He finally took his uniform off and it was
my turn to whistle. This guy
was buff, heavily muscled and with great definition. He told me I still
hadn't learned my lesson, and
took me over to a support pillar in the middle of the room. There was a
hook about 6 1/2 feet up and
he hooked the chain of my cuffs up over it so I was facing the pillar, my
backside fully exposed. I was
quivering with excitement again when he bent down and picked up his belt.
I looked over my
shoulder just as the first whack of his belt whipped against my smooth,
white ass. I let out a yelp and
was rewarded with another stinging blow of the belt against my butt. It
hurt and I yelled. Next thing I
know, he is stuffing one of his leather gloves in my mouth and warning me
that it better stay there. I
nodded in fright and braced for the inevitable. He proceded to whip my
ass with heavy, stinging
blows and my whole body became coated in sweat. I knew my ass had to be
bright red and raw, it
hurt so bad. My chest was heaving and I could feel the sweat just pouring
off of my poor tortured
body. Just when I thought I might pass out, he stopped. I looked over my
shoulder again to see him
picking up his nightstick. Now THIS scared me. He rubbed it over my ass
and between my ass
cheeks. It felt cool on my hot stinging ass and I moaned. He then slid it
between my ass cheeks and
forward under my balls and worked its entire length over my tight hot
hole. Before long I was beside
myself again and writhing under his ministrations. He then stopped and
pulled the glove out of my
mouth. I gasped for air and he placed the tip of the stick in my mouth.
"The wetter you can get this
stick, the easier time you'll have of it", he said. I knew exactly what
this hot cop was getting at and I
proceded to generate as much spit as I could all over this thick wooden
stick. He finally pulled it
away from my mouth and I braced for what I knew was coming. I felt him
spread my burning ass
cheeks apart and then the stick was pressing against my throbbing, virgin
hole. He pushed it in hard,
at least 8 or 9 inches, and my body lurched at this forceful invasion. He
worked that big hard stick in
and out of my tight, burning ass for at least ten minutes. My bowels were
churning and I finally
begged him to stop and please just fuck me with the real thing. With the
stick still lodged far up my
ass, he leaned forward and whispered in my ear "My pleasure". He pulled
the huge nightstick out of
me with an audible plopping noise and began rubbing his enormous cock
over and between my
ass mounds. I was gasping for air again and regained my hard-on quickly.
I felt the head of his cock
as he positioned it against my hot throbbing hole and the newest invasion
began. I arched my ass to
give him better access and felt his monster dick slide into me inch after
agonizing inch. He began
working it in and out of me and reached around to start jacking me off. I
came almost immediately,
all over his hand. Without missing a stroke, he fed me my own cum,
slathering it over and into my
open gasping mouth. He soon had his full 9" pumping in and out of my
tight hot ass and I could feel
his sweaty, beefy balls slapping against me. I soon had another hard-on
and he began stroking my
cock again. He was ramming my ass like mad at this point and I was
growing delirious. My cock
was throbbing and my body was rocking back and forth with the powerful
forces of a hot, heavy,
serious fuck. With each inward stroke, his pubic hair rubbed against my
raw, whipped ass and his
balls actually slapped against mine; so deep and furious was his
penetration. All this soon had me
on the verge of another cum. Just as I began to shoot, he pulled out of
my poor aching ass and shot
a huge, heavy load of sperm all over my ass and back. I could feel some
of it dripping down the
crack of my ass as he collapsed against me, and his cum seemed to glue us
together. He asked
me if I had finally learned my lesson. I gasped that yes, I had. I
couldn't take any more of this. He
kissed my neck, got me down off the hook, and uncuffed me. We dressed in
silence and walked
back to the patrol car. He told me I could sit in front this time and we
drove back to my car. I got in my
car and drove to the nearest motel. I needed to clean up bad and
recuperate too. I couldn't let my
friends see me with my sticky hair and I am sure I just reeked of cum.
Also, my ass was too sore,
inside and out, to be sitting and driving for any length of time. THE END.
.....