Date: Thu, 8 Sep 2016 13:27:13 -0400
From: Stevie D <sdstories99@gmail.com>
Subject: Bike Cop

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            So much for springtime; the weather seemed to go from windy and
chilly to downright sweltering in a week.  I just counted myself lucky that
I got my air conditioning serviced early this year.  On this particularly
brutal 90-degree day I was walking home from the gym around 2pm on a
Tuesday.  One of the benefits of leading a team of developers of web-based
applications is that it can be done anywhere, thus I worked primarily out
of the brownstone I had recently purchased as my first foray into
homeownership.  I was still fixing some small things myself, but the major
changes (kitchen and bathrooms) had been done before I moved in.  Working
from home gave me the freedom to head my gym workouts in outside of peak
hours.  No waiting for squat racks or other equipment for this guy!

            About two blocks from my house I spotted a bike cop coming to a
stop at the end of the block and reach for his water bottle.  Living in a
major east coast city, there was usually a good police presence on the
streets.  My neighborhood was very safe so the police tended to be less
visible.  The bike cop seemed noticeably disappointed when he realized his
water bottle was empty, I was about to offer mine as I approached until I
realized mine too was empty.

            "Officer?" I asked as I approached him

            "Yes?"

"Do you need some water?  I'm empty too but my house is the next block.  I
can fill you up if you need." I offered

            The cop looked me up and down, probably trying to figure out if
I had an ulterior motive.  At this point, I didn't.  Sure, many of my
fantasies had probably started out this way but this was real life and I
was just trying to do a good deed.

            "Sure, after you." He grumbled back.

            "Name's, Greg."

            "Officer Banks."

            We shook hands and I led him to my house while trying to make
small talk.  Officer Banks was only halfway through a double shift on the
hottest day of the year so far, so he was understandably a little bit
grumpy.  The more friendly I was the more he softened up and before I knew
it he was chatty and I was unlocking my front door.   I found out his wife
was a teacher and he had two sons and a daughter.

            "Phew!  This AC feels great!" Officer Banks exclaimed as he
walked in the front door.

            We were both still sweating hard as our bodies tried to cool
off.  My workout tank top was completely soaked, and Officer Banks' uniform
was showing considerable sweat marks.  He stood in the doorway to my
building, about 6'1, 175 lbs, sweaty close-cropped-almost-buzzcut but not,
blond hair.

            "Don't I know it!  I don't know how I would ever make it
through a summer without it." I replied.

            "Do you mind if I use your bathroom?  Gotta drain it bad."
Joked Officer Banks

            "Sure, right upstairs, first door on the right." I motioned up
the stairs

            Officer Banks took the stairs two at time, he must have really
needed to piss.  I went down the hall to the kitchen and poured 2 tall
glasses of ice water and brought them out to main living area and flipped
on the TV.  I went upstairs to the spare bedroom I had converted into my
office and checked my emails to make sure I didn't miss anything big while
at the gym.  On the way back I grabbed two towels from my bedroom and
ditched my soaked tank.

            "Sorry I took so long I had to splash some water on myself to
cool down..." I heard Officer Banks trail off as he realized I wasn't
downstairs

            "No problem. Thought you could use this too.  Make yourself at
home.  How long are you able to hide out from the heat?" I asked as I came
down the stairs and tossed him a fresh towel

            "Probably only a few minutes, thanks." He caught the towel in
his left hand and held up the glass for a cheers with his right and leaned
back on the couch facing the TV

            He had undone the first few buttons on his uniform shirt,
revealing a powerful upper chest dusted with blond hair, wet from sweat and
dumping some water on himself I assumed.  He smiled at me as he chugged
from his water and leaned his head back taking in the AC as much as he
could.  When he looked back at me, taking a seat adjacent from the couch on
a lay-z-boy he grinned again.

            "Here I thought I was being forward half undoing my shirt!"
Officer Banks winked at me and gestured to my hard muscled upper body as
his grin turned from friendly to mischievous

            "No need to worry about that, anything goes here if that means
one of the city's finest is comfortable.  One more water?" I quipped as I
jumped up and grabbed his glass

            "Your hospitality is duly noted, Greg." Officer Banks hollered
as I refilled his glass

            As I walked back into the living room, I stopped dead in my
tracks.  Officer Banks was sitting on the couch shirtless with his arms
outstretched on the back rest just watching Sportscenter nonchalantly.  His
defined chest and shredded abs were covered in the same blond hair I saw
from his open shirt.  The contrast of the cool air had made his pink
nipples hard and point out from the blond thicket.  I only snapped out of
my trance with the sound of the water glass slipping out of my hand and
breaking on the floor.  Only then did Officer Banks pretend as though he
noticed I had re entered the room.

            "I guess I played my hunch right."

            Officer Banks didn't even turn to me.  Without breaking his
gaze on SportsCenter he motioned for me to come over to him.  I was
instantly hard in my shorts, my jock was struggling to contain it as I
moved towards the sweat cop lounging on my couch.  My embarrassment had
turned into flat out excitement as my heart was pounding and my mind was
racing with the possibilities.

            "Take it out." Officer Banks nearly commanded as soon as I was
close enough to him

            His uniform belt and shorts were already undone.  He really did
play his hunch, I thought.  I reached into his pants and felt the pouch of
a damp jock.  Officer Banks lifted his hips just so slightly so I could
slide his still mostly belted uniform shorts and jock to his knees.  Out
sprung a magnificent hard cock.  I estimated it to be about 7 inches long
and thick.  It was capped with a large pink cockhead and a set of low
hanging hairy balls.

            I looked up at him, and he didn't acknowledge me or the fact
that he was sitting just about naked on my couch.  I could hear my
heartbeat in my eardrums as I slowly slipped my lips around his flaring
cockhead.  A loud low groan escaped his mouth the moment I slid my tongue
around the underside of the head.  I looked up and he was now grinning down
on me.  I slid more of his cock into my mouth and slipped my tongue all the
way down the underside of his shaft.  His flaring head hit the back of my
throat and slipped down just a bit, I had the taken the full 7 inches.  The
hard part was the girth, it felt like my jaw was straining just to
accommodate his thickness.

            "I do I know a cocksucker when I see one or do I know a
cocksucker when I see one?!" Officer Banks bragged to himself as his hand
found the back of my head

            His strong right hand firmly pushed my nose into his pubes then
pulled me off and slammed me back down into his steamy crotch.  His moans
egged me on more as my lust built up for this cop stud on my couch.  I
worked my tongue around the head of Officer Banks' cock as best I could,
but as he took control it was everything I could do to keep it sliding up
and down the underside of the shaft as he pounded my throat with
authority.  I reached down to my shorts, dying to jerk off my aching cock
still trapped in its confines.  Just as I was making the move beneath my
waistband Officer Banks smacked my hand away.

            "Not yet." Officer Banks said sternly but with a wink when I
looked up at him, "Yeah, inhale that.  You'll be smelling that for days."
He continued with a grin as I inhaled deeply while he held my head down as
far as it would go on one of his inward thrusts into my throat.

            Officer Banks was clearly getting off on his faux dominance
act.  I had no problem with that since I had always had a thing for cops,
firemen, pretty much any type of uniform.  I reached down and cradled his
balls, lightly tugging on them but mostly just feeling their heft and
creeping behind them to get at his taint.  As my fingers found that
sensitive patch Officer Banks let out his loudest moan of the day and began
to pound my throat furiously.  Officer Banks was now in an almost crouching
position to get more leverage in his brutal throat fuck.  I could taste the
precum oozing out of his cock and onto my tongue and throat, the salty
taste, a little liquid encouragement.  I applied a little bit more pressure
to his taint and I felt his balls draw up in their sac towards his body;
Officer Banks was close to blowing his wad.

            "Oh fuck!  Suck on my balls!" Officer Banks commanded as he
pulled me totally off his cock and shoved my face under his cock to his
balls.

            I was only able to get one in my mouth at once but I went to
town.  Our change of position allowed Officer Banks to slip my shorts and
jock down to my mid thigh freeing my rock hard 8.5 incher to slap onto my
taught defined abs.  I sucked on his hairy nuts one at a time, sliding my
tongue down the back of his sac, trying to get as much of him in my mouth
at once as I could.  I pried his asscheeks apart so I could dive in
further.  Lightly gripping his nuts, I slid my tongue all the way down his
taint and lightly grazed Officer Banks' tight hole.

            "FUCK!  I'M GONNA CUM!" bellowed Officer Banks as my tongue
slid over his hole again.

            Officer Banks pulled me out from under him a right as his cock
exploded.  Shot after shot of his cum fired onto my face.  As the first jet
of his load landed on my forehead, I was finally able to grab my cock.  I
opened my mouth, trying to catch the next jet in my mouth; this one hit me
right between the eyes.  He was gripping his cock about as hard as
possible, pistoning up and down the length of his shaft.  The next spurt
landed right on my upper lip and I lost it.  My cock exploded in my hand
and I began to coat the bottom part of my couch.  I lost track of how many
more jets Officer Banks shot, but I know that my face was drenched.

            "I'm glad you played that hunch, Officer." I panted, sitting
back on my haunches recovering from my orgasm.

            "You and I both, my man.  Never had a blowjob like that
before." Officer Banks breathed back catching his breath.  "Shit!  I gotta
go!" added the officer looking at his watch.

            I replaced him on the couch as he got to up to pull up his
pants and finish getting dressed.   I absentmindedly played with my
deflating cock while I watched him buttoning up his police uniform shirt
over his lean upper body.

            "Is this your normal schedule?" He asked as he finished getting
dressed and headed for the door.

            "Yeah, I work from home everyday unless I have to travel."

            "I'll see you tomorrow then." he replied with a wink.