Date: Thu, 27 Oct 2016 11:43:30 +0000
From: Luke Right <lukerights@hotmail.com>
Subject: Uniformed Trick

All usual disclaimers apply. Do not read this if you are underage, if it is
illegal where you live, or if you don't wish to read a graphic erotic story
about gay sex. This story is property of the author, Copyright 2016, all
rights reserved.

All depictions of sex in this story involve consenting adults above the age
of 18.

This story is creative non - fiction.  Mostly true with some embellishments
to spice it up.

lukerights@hotmail.com

Uniformed Trick

Most people would say I'm the "bad boy" type.  I don't know if I totally
agree with that but I do like to have a lot of fun and that usually leads
to trouble.  My name's Joey and I am a 19-year-old high school drop out.  I
live with my mom in our small house of near the metro tracks on the
outskirts of downtown Detroit.  I dropped out of school so I can make money
to support my mom and I since my pop split 4 years ago.  It is what it
is. You know what I mean?

No one knows I'm a fag except for the tricks that I pick up and let them
bang the shit out of me.  I tried to make money the honest way for a while
but no one wants to hire some kid off the street to do anything.  I started
turning tricks when I was 17.  It happened pretty much by accident.  I was
walking through a run down park trying to get home before dark because you
don't want to get caught in the wrong place, alone, at night where I live.
I'm walking past a shitty little playground and spot a guy just leaning
against an old, rusty metal sliding board.

"How much?" he asks me.

"Fuck off! I'm just heading home."

"Too bad, I would pay you a lot of money to let me fuck that little ass of
yours"

The guy pulls out some bills from his pocket.  They look like $50s.  Who am
I to pass up an opportunity to get some extra cash?

"How much?" he asks again.

I don't know where this came from but I blurted out, "$100 for a blowjob,
$250 to fuck me."

He counted out $250 and slid it into my pocket it.  Without wasting anymore
time he pulled me close to him and slid my pants down to my knees.  With a
quick jerk he turned me around and pushed me up against the ladder of that
rust metal sliding board.  I heard him rustling with his pants and then
felt his hard cock pressed up against my hole.  He hawked up some spit and
rubbed it all over his cock and my tight hole.  Then he shoved it all the
way into me.  I couldn't believe this was happening.  I mean I fooled
around with a lot of guys before but never like this.  It hurt like fucking
hell and he was in me bare.  I started to panic from the pain and tried to
pull myself away but he kept on plowing my hole.

His arm was wrapped around my waist and he was driving his cock in and out
of my ass with a precise rhythm.

He whispers, "If you let me cum inside of you I will double your cash."

I hesitate to think and don't respond.  He takes my silence as confirmation
of his offer and hastens his pace of pounding my hole.  He grunts and
spasms as he unleashes his load inside of my ass and collapses on against
my back pushing me harder on to the ladder.

He pulls is cock out of me and pulls up his pants.  I don't move.  I'm
embarrassed and scared. He reaches down and pulls up my pants for me and
slips the extra cash in my pocket.  He pats me on the shoulder and says
something about "good work".

I can't really remember anything else.  I was in shock over what just
happened.  I guess he left pretty quickly because when I turned around he
was gone.  I had $500 bucks in my pocket.  That's more than I think I ever
had in my life.

I felt kind of dirty.  But no one knows what I did.  He wasn't going to
tell anyone from the looks of that wedding ring that he was sporting.

So that's how I got started turning tricks.  After my first encounter I
learned that I needed to be prepared if I was going to do this for real.  I
always stocked up on rubbers and stole those single use containers of lube
from the clinic so I wouldn't be torn to shreds every time.  And I didn't
want to get any crazy diseases from these johns.  Who knows where else they
turned out?

I have been doing this as my main way of making money for 2 years now and
it's really been relatively easy so far.  Especially because I love getting
pounded by any cock I can find.  I find guys all over the place: restrooms,
parks, hotel lobbies and metro stations mostly.

I have a way of attaching the guys that are looking and staying hidden from
everyone else.  I'm a hot guy.  I would totally fuck myself if I could.
I'm 6 feet tall and weigh about 190 lbs.  I work out a lot and have great
muscles all over my body.  My ass is plump and round and naturally
hairless.  I have a stern looking face that I keep clean-shaven and I buzz
my hair to give myself an athletic look.  My arms, chest and ass are my
best features and I always wear clothes that accentuate them.  Tight jeans
make my bubble butt stand out and tank tops help out with my arms and
chest.

So I said that everything has been relatively easy for the past 2 years
turning tricks.  Well that all changes now.  I have some regular guys that
I trick with but I always like to find new, one-time johns too.  They
usually pay more.  Today I was going to go troll the metro station and the
multitude of restrooms in the corridors.

I get on the train near my house and ride 4 stops and get off.  This stop
is a big hub for a ton of routes and people come and go quickly through
here, a perfect place for me to find multiple payers.

I use two techniques to determine if someone is checking me out because I
look good or if they are looking to fuck.  One is I just stare down the guy
and when/if he stared back I gesture towards the bathroom and if he follows
I know.  The other is I play the shy guy stealing quick glances up and
using the bottom of my shirt to wipe my face displaying my abs to him and
then they usually approach me.

Today I was looking really good in my tight jeans and tank top so I was
feeling confident about making some good money.  I post up against a wall
near the tracks where more than a dozen trains come in and out every half
an hour.  I spot my first guy quickly he's wearing a business suit, sitting
on the bench waiting for his train home after a long day of work.  I catch
him glancing up at me a couple times so I decide to go for it.

I stare at him from across the walkway.  He looks up a couple times and
then back down.  After two or three times of him looking up and down at me
he engages me with his own stare back.  Got him!  I smirk and cock my head
to the side and gesture to the restroom right down the corridor.  After a
slight head nod from him as confirmation, I walk towards the restroom.  I
turn to see if he's following me and I see him gathering up with belongings
and heads towards our destination but he's keeping his distance.  Must be a
first time for him.  I go into the restroom and stand by the sinks waiting
for him to catch up.  There are people going in and out and I don't want to
miss this one.  He enters the restroom and I make eye contact again and
head into a stall and slyly point to the stall that's next to it.

I sit down and wait for him to enter his stall to the left of me.  He sits
down and starts rampaging through his bag.  A minute later he passes a
piece of paper and pen under the stall wall to me.

"How much? I've never done this before."

I write, "$100 to suck, $300 to fuck" and pass the note back.

He returns, "Here?"

"Anywhere you want, but I know some places around here.  I'm yours to use."

I pass the note back to him.  I can see him stand up and walk out of the
stall.  Nothing else from him, no instructions on where to meet or what he
wanted.  Maybe I am just going to follow him.

I go to leave the stall and there is a police officer standing at the sink
directly in front of the stall I was in just watching me in the mirror.
"You're going to have to come with me."

"For what? I didn't do anything," I protest.

"You were caught in a sting to catch persons soliciting sex for cash
payment.  The man you were baiting was an undercover agent.  You are under
arrest."

The officer grabs my arm and puts me in handcuffs as he leads me out of the
restroom.  There are no more words we walk through the metro station and to
his squad car parked outside the entrance.

He opens the back door of the car and guides me into it and slams the door.
He radios to someone while still outside the vehicle but I could not make
out what he was saying.  Fuck, I was so fucked!

He walks around the squad car and gets in the drivers seat and starts the
engine.  He turns and looks at me and says, "So you like taking cocks up
your ass?"

"Ummm, yeah. So fucking what?"

"Watch your mouth when you're addressing an officer, boy."

I know I should have been scared at this point but I wasn't.  All I could
think about was getting fucked and this cop wasn't helping.  He was huge,
probably 6'3" and super muscular.  His arms barely fit through the sleeves
of his uniform and his chest was as big as a bears.  He had a shaved head
and hairy forearms.  It was distracting to say the least.

I decide play along, "Yes sir, sorry,"

"That's better.  Now you have two options.  Either I take you downtown and
you get fined and have to go to court or you submit to being my bitch for
the day."

"I will do whatever you want me to do," I manage to get out.  I have such a
boner for this guy and the way he is treating me is driving me insane.

"Good, boy! Luckily my shift is just about to end.  I just radioed to
headquarters that I'm going off the grid for the rest of the day.  I knew
what option a little fag like you would chose."

He throws the car into drive and pulls out into traffic heading away from
downtown.  We drive for about 20 minutes without much talking at all,
except for the occasional, "I'm going to make your hurt" or "You are going
to be begging me to stop" comments from the officer.

We pull off at an industrial park off the highway and weave in and out of
buildings until we come to a spot underneath the metro tracks in a far
corner of this industrial park.  We are very alone.

The officer gets out of the car and comes around and opens my door.  He
leans down and takes off my handcuffs.  He grabs me by the shirt and pulls
me out of the car and tosses me on the ground.  He really is strong and
fucking sexy.  He comes down on top of me and rolls me onto my back.

"You like it dirty?" he asks me.

"I like whatever you want me to like"

That was all he needed.  He grabbed my face by my jaw and spit on me then
gave me a little slap on the cheek.  He leaned down and forced his tongue
into my mouth.  I was helpless underneath of him and I wasn't looking for
anyone to come rescue me.  I was totally loving every minute of this.  He
ground his body on top of me while we tongue wrestled.

He pulled off of me and stood up.  "Lick my boots!"

I did as I was told and got on all fours and started to tongue his boots
for him.  He was undoing his buttons of his uniform while I was licking and
I kept trying to take a peak of his bare chest but he would kick me with
the boot I wasn't licking everything I stopped.

After a couple minutes he kicked me back onto my knees and I was able to
see him fully.  His uniform was open and his chest and stomach were
perfectly hairy and so well defined.  I wanted to leap up and lick every
part of him but I knew I could only do what he told me to do.

"Take your clothes off now!" he ordered.

I did in a flash and I was standing in front of him completely naked.  He
was still fully dressed except his shirt was open.

"Come smell my pits, boy!"

"Yes sir."

I went up to him and pushed my face into his pit.  The smell of the long
day riding around in that hot squad car was overwhelming.  He wrapped his
massive hand around the back of my head and ground my nose in his pit.  He
maneuvered me around and took his shirt the whole way off so I can have
complete access to his pit.  He was grunting and rubbing himself with one
hand while the other was pushing me face into his pit.

When he was satisfied with his pits being licked he instructed me to lie on
the ground on my back, which I did.  He took down his pants to reveal a
huge budge being suffocated by a part of tight briefs.  He quickly kicked
off his boots and pulled his pants the whole way off and next spat on me
again from standing above me.

He rubbed his cock, "I'm got to take a leak."

He whipped out his cock, which had to be at least 8 inches long and 6
inches around, and aimed it right at me.  After a couple deep breathes to
calm him he unleashed a thick stream of warm piss all over my body.  He
took extra to aim mostly for my face and chest.  I moaned as the stream of
piss moved around my body and felt my excitement grow.  He was just
watching me bath in his piss and he approved of what he saw.

When he shook the last couple drops off of his cock he stood over top of me
with one foot on each side of my head.  I knew what was coming and I wanted
it bad.  He started to squat lowering his man hole onto my mouth.  I stuck
out my tongue as it approached my mouth and went to town licking and
flicking my tongue all over his hole.

He moaned loudly and swiveled his hips so my mouth could explore every inch
of his hole.  It was unbelievable and I couldn't get enough of it.  I ate
his ass for as long as he let me before he got up told me to get on all
fours.

"I'm going to fuck you now."

"There are condoms and lube in my jeans."

He just laughed and spat on my hole, "I'm going to breed you, boy! You are
going to want to take this load."

With no protest at all I moan, "Fuck me!"

He spits on my ass and his cock again and slowly places his head at the
opening of my hole.  Teasingly he pushes just the tip of his cock in my
ass, I exhale in elation and then he impales me with the full length of
8-inch cock.  The pain is almost unbearable but it feels so good at the
same time.  He holds his cock deep inside for only a quick moment before he
starts pounding in and out of my ass.  He isn't holding anything back as he
fucks me hard.  This isn't about a mutual sexual encounter he wants to
breed my hole and doesn't care about me at all.  He drives his cock in and
out of me and grunts with each thrust of his hips.

He abruptly pulls his cock out of my ass and I feel instantly empty.
Before I know what's going on he gets me to my feet and leads me to his
car.  He guides me up on to the trunk of the cruiser and forces my legs up
in the air.  In an instant he's back inside of me pounding my hole.  He is
relentless and it feels as though I may split in two.  I don't care at this
point because his cock is hitting my prostate just right and it is sending
electric currents up and down my entire body.

Within a couple minutes his pace changes and his breathing quickens.  He's
getting close to cumming and I want to make that happen for him.  I let him
have complete control and in no time he is thrusting short strides into my
ass and finally lets out a loud groan and a couple involuntary spasms.  He
regains his composure quickly and pulls his cock out of my ass and tells me
I can get off if I want to.

I stay on trunk of the car and grab my cock off as he watches me.  I start
to jerk it up and down and within seconds I feel my climax creeping up.  I
cum all over myself quickly and feel very weak and satisfied.  He slides a
finger up my ass and pulls out some of his cum and ass juice and sticks it
into my mouth.  The taste is horrible, but the act is so hot.  I suck on
his finger and reach down to my ass with my hand and push out as much of
his cum as I can into my cupped hand.  When I get all that I can I bring my
hand to my mouth and lick it all up.  Watching me do this drove him crazy
again.  He starts to jerk his cock off again and in the matter of a couple
pumps he blows a second load on me.  I'm completely covered in my cum and
his second load.

"Get dressed, we have to get out of here."

I put my clothes on top of all the cum and it feels strangely good.  The
ride back to the metro station is a blur to me.  Nothing was really said
for the entire trip.  He pulled the cruiser to the curb next to the
entrance to that station that we exited from and came around the car to let
me out.

"You don't want to know what will happen to you if I find you trolling
around this station again." He stated with a wink.

"Yes sir," is all I could respond with.

I went in to catch the next train home and he drove.  I think I will be
back tomorrow to see what he can do to me next.