Date: Fri, 29 Apr 2011 15:04:48 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sander

This is a short story of a quickly formed love between a police patrolman
and a school boy of legal age. I have pictures of both of the lovers as I
perceive them. Let me know if you would like them.

				  SANDER

Tom Hudson was starting his last patrol of the week, wondering if the
Sergeant would take pity on him next week and give him something
interesting. He had spent the week patrolling the huge derelict industrial
estate that was being stripped of everything useful before a new mall was
built on the site. He was supposed to stop all the local scrap dealers from
carting off the tons of lead and copper piping and all the electrical cable
that was in the old buildings. Not to mention the thousands of doors and
windows. The new site owners estimate of its value was staggering, hence a
permanent police presence. He was also supposed to arrest anyone on the
site because they would almost certainly be vandals and could be prosecuted
for trespass even if they weren't caught actually damaging anything. In
Tom's mind it was a complete waste of police time because anyone there
would hear his patrol car coming from miles away.

I guess some people are just plain stupid because Tom turned a corner and
there, less than a hundred feet away was a young lad spraying graffiti on
the wall. Tom cut the engine and just coasted to a halt only about twenty
feet from the lad. He must have been concentrating like hell to not hear
Tom. He stood watching for a while. The boy was good, this wasn't mindless
spraying, this was art. No choice though Tom had to arrest him. He got to
within about three feet when the boy started and would have run, but Tom
was ready and grabbed him. He held him one handed so that he could draw his
service revolver.

"Now, don't do anything silly when I release you boy. I'm not going to
chase you if you run, I'll just shoot you in the leg."

Tom let him go and he turned, taking a pace back as he did. He looked
terrified as he caught sight of Tom's pistol pointing at him.

"You must be really stupid to let me catch you this easy. Are you high on
something?"

The shaky reply was a "No Sir, I don't do drugs."

Tom had scoped the boy out by this time and the result had increased his
heart beat by some. The kid was gorgeous. Medium height, medium build, but
it looked as though it was well proportioned. He had noted the cute butt
when he was watching him spray and now had a good look at the front that
was equally as tasty.

"Hmm, I wonder, never mind, we'll do a body search at the precinct anyway."

The boy looked as though he was about to go into shock.

"Please Sir, I swear I have nothing on me I shouldn't have. Don't take me
to the precinct. I'll do anything you want here but don't take me in. I
swear I'll never come here again, I wasn't doing any harm."

Truth, he wasn't, the wall he was spraying would be pulled down anyway very
soon. A little extra paint on it wasn't going to hurt. So, he could let the
kid go with a warning, but carnal instincts took over. Tom thought he could
have some fun with this one. He had heard older officers talking about how
they got blowjobs from some of the rent boys they caught soliciting, and
even fucked a few boy pussy's as well.

"What's your name boy, and how old are you?"

"I'm 17, Sir. I'm called Sander."

"Ok Sander, here's the deal. I'm going to do a body search. If you're clean
I'll let you go with a warning, but it will be logged so your parents will
be told."

"Please Sir, don't tell my parents, Dad will kill me for being in trouble
with the police. You can do anything you like to punish me here, but please
don't tell."

The kid was in a complete funk. Who the hell was his dad?

"What's your last name Sander?"

The boy mumbled it but Tom got it.

"Mahan, you're the ADA's son?"

Sander nodded.

"Oh fuck, you're old man will kill you, he's the one making it very hard on
anyone caught on this site, and he's running for DA when Al retires."

Sander nodded again looking even more miserable.

"Well, we'll have to see. Let's get the body search out of the way first to
make sure you're clean. Take your clothes off. All of them and start with
your shoes and socks. You won't run far in bare feet on this estate."

No trouble, the boy did as he was told finishing up hands on the wall and
legs spread. Now Tom could see him in all his glory and he gasped, the butt
was gorgeous naked, a lovely bubble butt and he wanted to fuck it big time
after he'd played with it.

"Ok, turn round and listen to what I'm going to say."

Tom was almost speechless with the full frontal view. The kid had closely
trimmed light coloured pubic hair, lighter than his dirty blond head
hair. Dangling down from it was an uncut cock about four or five inches
long and a neat ball sac behind it Tom wondered how long it would be if he
got it erect, which he knew he was going to under some pretext.

"You're a nice looking kid Sander from a good home. What on earth possessed
you to come here knowing your old man's attitude?"

He smiled.

"Teenage rebellion I guess."

"Pre-teen rebellion more like it. Bloody stupid to risk a criminal record
and piss off your old man big time."

The reality now made him stop smiling.

"You mean I could actually get a record for this?"

"Yup, criminal damage and trespass."

"Oh please Officer Hudson. You can do anything you like to me here but
don't let it go beyond this site. I swear I'll never do anything this
stupid again. I want to be a cop when I graduate college and there is no
way I can with a criminal record."

Tom couldn't believe his luck, he could have a ball with this kid. He was a
little unhappy that Sander had read his name tag, but the boy wouldn't be
able to say anything without incriminating himself. Tom was a fast track
candidate for detective and the sky would be the limit for him if he kept
his nose clean. He had graduated from the academy, top of his class and
being out solo in a patrol car this early in his career was a measure of
how his superiors thought of him.

"Ok, I'm going to carry out a body search, then I'll probably spank you
like a little boy, or I might fuck some sense into you for being stupid, or
both."

Sander looked a little shocked until he had scoped out Tom.

Just over six feet, Sander reckoned. Good build, with wide shoulders and
slim waist and hips, probably a footballer at college. He had a shock of
black unruly hair that made him look very boyish and fantastic grey eyes in
a good face with high cheek bones. Sander guessed he was only four years or
so younger than this guy. He just nodded, no way was he going to say
anything else until he knew how much was meant and how much was to frighten
him. Only it wouldn't have frightened him. Officer Hudson could have his
body anytime he wanted it.

"Ok Sander, back in position."

Sander knew the position well, arms and legs spread wide, hands on the
wall, feet about three feet away from it.

Tom put his revolver away and started frisking Sander down. He felt all
round the boy's torso making sure he worried the nipples a little. When he
got to the butt he dropped to his knees and spread Sander's cheeks with his
hands. The boys little pink rosebud looked good enough to lick. What he did
though was slick a couple of fingers with spit and speak to Sander.

"I'm going to carry out an internal inspection to make sure you haven't put
anything inside you to hide."

Sander thought, `Oh shit, he is going to get me an erection because he is
bound to hit my prostate the same as I do when I'm jacking off.'

It happened. Tom went in very gently with one finger, realising straight
away that he wasn't the first one. He increased to two fingers and Sander
couldn't resist pushing back trying to take more. Tom went in and out a
couple of times making sure he hit Sander's prostate before pulling out,
standing up and telling the boy to stand and turn round. What greeted him
made him gasp. Sander had a boner, it was so hard it was hugging his belly
with the skin pulled back revealing the lovely pink head. It was about
eight inches long, much longer than was respectable on a 17 year old, it
was also a good thickness. Tom was so hard himself, it hurt, on top of
which he could feel the pre-cum oozing into his jockey's. He took Sander in
one hand and while looking him straight in the eyes spoke again.

"Enjoying being frisked Sander?"

A little smile and Sander replied.

"Yes, Officer Hudson, that was very exciting. You have very sensitive
hands."

Tom slid his hand up and down Sander's cock a few times before taking the
balls in his hand for a feel as well.

"I think we can safely say that you're clean Sander. Now, if I'm not going
to give you an official warning I suppose I shall have to punish you by
spanking you over my knee like a little boy."

Sander wasn't completely sure of himself with this hot young cop but he was
going to try.

"I don't like pain. Can't you think of something else you can do to my
bottom to punish me?"

Tom thought all his pay days had come at once. There was no doubt in his
mind what Sander was suggesting, having put the idea there in the first
place.

"Yes I can, and I guess you know what that is."

Sander smiled again.

"Yes, I do. Can I undress you first?"

He looked at Tom appealingly and Tom grinned.

"Yes you can, but I think we'll put our clothes in the front of the cruiser
and use the back. Much more comfortable."

They walked to the cruiser and Tom stood leaning against the hood while
Sander did the job. When Tom was naked Sander dropped to his knees and
started to lick Tom's cock. It felt like heaven and got better when he
slipped the first few inches into his mouth and started seriously swabbing
the glans while he played with the balls. Tom knew he wouldn't last long
with that kind of treatment so he pulled Sander to his feet and kissed him
on the lips. He felt the response and was a happy bunny.

"Ok, assume the position again with your hands on the hood."

With no inhibitions now, Tom parted the boy's cheeks with his hands and
dove in with his tongue. It felt wonderful, he licked and kissed Sanders
cheeks and pinkie for ages wondering if he had gone to Heaven. He made him
turn round after a while and started to give him a blowjob. The cock was
lovely and he wondered if Sander would fuck him as well. But he was going
first, so he started, adding fingers to the boy's anus while still
pleasuring his cock and balls. This kid was bloody amazing, so receptive,
so enthusiastic. Tom couldn't last, his own nine incher was straining to be
used so he turned Sander again, put plenty of spit on his cock and moved in
to fuck him. Getting over the sphincter was a strain and Sander cried out
with the pain. Tom knew he should have had proper lubricant, his cock was a
bit big for a first time and although he guessed Sander was not a proper
anal virgin he doubted he had taken a cock before.

No choice really. He pulled out, turned Sander round and kissed him again
before dropping back to his knees and very quickly bringing him to an
orgasm, just gently stroking his prostate with one finger. The orgasm was
very satisfying and Tom stood up again to cuddle the boy.

"I couldn't continue to fuck you without proper lubricant, Sander, it would
have hurt too much."

Sander nodded his agreement and dropped to his knees to bring Tom to orgasm
as well. That didn't take long, Tom was so turned on by this kid.

Stood facing each other again Sander said. "Could I come round to your
house sometime to get my punishment properly?"

He was grinning, and so was Tom when he answered.

"Yes, sure, I think I would like that very much."

"How old are you Tom?"

"I'm twenty two, why?"

"There is only five years between us, would you take me as your boy friend
if you don't have one already?"

A bit of an emotional overload for Tom. Tears sprung to his eyes. He pulled
Sander into another hug and replied.

"Yes, yes, and yes again."

How could he be so lucky? This kid was gorgeous and the thought of being
able to make love to him properly in a soft bed had him boning up again.

Both of them had another orgasm before getting dressed and Tom drove Sander
off the estate. Before he let him out of the cruiser he gave him a card and
told him to ring him that night to arrange a meet.

"I'll be home about five, call me, come over for dinner if you like."

Sander was like a little boy showing his pleasure by almost skipping along
the road to pick up his car.  Tom watched him. This boy was going to be a
serious problem knowing who his father was.
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Tom had been in his house for about five minutes when his `phone rang, he
picked up.

"Tom Hudson, good evening."

"Hello Tom, it's Sander. Can I come over for the rest of my punishment?"

"You bet. I live at 1062 Lake View Drive."

"Hey that's great. I only live about five minutes away from you."

Tom only just had time to climb into a set of sweats when the door bell
rang. A bombshell hit him as the door swung open. Sander delivered a kiss
that had so much passion in it Tom was gasping by the time he was allowed
up for air.

"Wow, I've never known someone so eager for punishment."

"Please Tom, just get some lubricant and fuck me right here. I'm almost
gagging to feel you inside me properly. We can make love later if you want
to."

Tom could hardly believe this boy's enthusiasm. He was laughing
uproariously as he dived for his bedroom.

"Ok, get your clothes off I'll be back with lube in a second."

When Tom got back, Sander was draped over the back of a chair in Tom's
lounge with his legs spread and his cute butt sticking up ready to be
punished. Tom lubed some fingers and started finger fucking Sander while he
shed his sweats. Four fingers going in and being rotated, he felt round the
front and grabbed hold of one very hard cock.

"Ok Sander, I'm going in. I'll hold just over your sphincter until you tell
me the pain has gone."

Now that he was properly lubricated Tom couldn't believe how great it felt
being inside this little hottie.

"It's ok Tom, you can go all the way now."

It felt incredible as he bottomed out. He fell forward and kissed Sander's
neck and nibbled an ear in between telling him he felt like heaven.

"Mmm, you do as well Tom, you can fuck me any way you like now."

It didn't matter, he only lasted about two minutes before blasting Sander's
insides with an enormous orgasm. These guys certainly turned each other on
because Sander came as well, intensifying Tom's orgasm as his gluts gripped
Tom's cock and massaged it. Both of them were panting as they came down
from their highs.

"Oh jeez, Sander, that was incredible. I promise I'll last longer and make
love to you properly next time."  Sander pushed back, turned round and with
tears in his eyes replied.

"I don't mind how quickly you cum Tom, that was awesome. You feel so good
inside me, I don't care if you only last thirty seconds as long as you do
it often."

The kisses said much more than words could for both of these young men. Tom
was overwhelmed by what had happened in such a short time, and Sander
wasn't far behind him.

"When are you going to do that again Tom, I'm ready now."

Tom laughed.

"How about we shower, have something to eat and then have a long love in
until you have to go home."

Sander grinned.

"Can't we miss out the shower and food?"

"God, you are such a slut. I'm guessing I'm the first one to fuck you and
already you're gagging for more."

Sander looked very embarrassed until Tom grabbed him and whispered.

"We could, but I want next time to be very, very special. I want to take a
long time to make love to you. Then if you like we can just fuck each other
until we can't get hard."

"Ooh yes, are you going to let me fuck you as well?"

"If you like. You have such a gorgeous cock I would love to feel it in both
my orifices."

That was it then. Tom took Sander for a shower during which there was so
much kissing and touching that they both came again.

Loving was never going to get better than this, both boys were convinced.

Sander now had a problem, how to spend a load of time with Tom. His father
was only one stage short of a control freak so almost every move Sander
made, his father wanted to know about. Oh well, time to worry about that
another day, but he would think about it as soon as Tom was distracted
doing something else.

The loving during the next two hours had Sander crying with pleasure. Tom
made love to him with exquisite sensitivity before allowing him to reverse
roles. It was marvellous fun when he fucked Tom and incredibly sensuous
when the reverse happened again.

"Oh Tom, I'm never going to grow tired of you doing this to me."

Tom looked down at his little lover after that comment and replied.

"Good, because I'm never going to grow tired of doing it. Tomorrow is my
last day on this shift then I'm off for three. Do you think your dad will
let you spend them with me?"

"Mmm, supposing I come down to the precinct just as you are finishing
tomorrow and ask to be shown round. I'm sure they'll let you show me if I
tell them who my dad is and that I want to be a cop when I graduate. Then I
can tell dad that you are happy to take me under your wing to tell me about
the Academy."

Tom laughed.

"You devious little monkey, what a good idea."

Well, of course it worked or this story would have finished at 3200 words.
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A new era for both young men

Being in love can make you stupid apparently, because the second day of
their three, there was a knock on Tom's apartment door. He and Sander were
naked just playing with each other. Tom slipped some sweats on and went to
answer it.

"Officer Hudson?"

"Yes," was Tom's short reply.

"I'm Alex Mahan, I believe you have my son here. I'd like to talk to him."

Tom's look of shock wasn't lost on Sander's dad, nor was the very
embarrassed look and eyes shooting all over the place that followed as he
invited this very powerful man in.

"Come in Sir, I'll just get him."

Sander heard the exchange and quickly did the same as Tom, sweats and that
was it. When he came into the lounge, Alex could see that both of them were
freeballing and neither was wearing anything on their feet. His son had
emerged from what was patently the bedroom, and two and two makes four.

"Would you like to tell me what's going on Sander, and I don't want any
bullshit. You tell me the truth or I'll crucify your friend."

He looked pointedly at Tom, who, realising he had been caught, resigned
himself to a very short police career. That idea bolstered his confidence.
"Tell him the truth Sander, what we've been doing is legal. You may get
grounded forever and my career is finished so there's no point in worrying
about me."  Sander threw himself into Tom's arms and cried out, "But I love
you so much Tom, I didn't mean to ruin you."

Tom stroked the boy's body and looking at Mr. Mahan said, "I know Baby, and
I love you too."

"Ah, well that saves a load of unnecessary words. Sit down, both of you."

Alex looked at his only son and thought about this police officer sat with
him. He had immediately raised Tom's record when he knew where Sander was
going for the three days. He also had an inkling that his son was gay. Gay
police man, gay son, pretty clear they had become lovers, but how?

"Officer Hudson, tell me how you met my son."

Tom didn't embellish anything, he told Alex what he had done in the
demolition sight, apart from the sex.

"We had something between us from the start Sir, and that evening we found
out how much we liked each other. I know love at first site is a cliché and
not many people believe it, but that is what happened between your son and
me. You can keep us apart until Sander leaves home, but after that we'll be
together, wherever in the world we can do that."

"Not going to get very far without a job are you?"

"I have a good degree Sir, so I expect I'll find work somewhere out of this
state."

Alex knew that was true and had to make a decision quickly. Lose his son,
lose a useful ally from the police department who was obviously going
places or accept the inevitable. If he blocked these two seeing each other,
Sander would find someone else and possibly end up with some horrible
disease or in a hole somewhere, dead.

"Ok, assuming I believe you, how do you see this relationship progressing?"

Tom was shaken by this, not expecting to be asked that kind of question.

"I guess we'll see each other as often as we can, stay together at
weekends, if he is allowed sleepovers, take holidays together and see if
the first flush of love remains. I know Sander has one more year of school
and then college for four years. The long periods of parting will test our
love, and if that all works we'll set up home together after he graduates."

"That sounds like a long term commitment on such short acquaintance."

"Yes, it does Sir, but I told you, it was love at first sight, we are in it
for the long haul. I'm not promiscuous, I always wanted one lover, now I
have him and I'll hang on to him for as long as he wants me."

Sander had listened to Tom, almost in shock at his open declaration of
wanting a long term love. He fell to the floor and gripped his father's
legs. Looking up at him and with tears coursing down his face, he spoke.

"Please Dad, I do love Tom. I'll work really hard to make you both proud of
me."

"I'll hold you to that Boy, and if you're going to be my son in law, you'd
better work very hard as well," looking at Tom as he said the last few
words.

Tom was speechless. This was definitely not the outcome he had
expected. Sander was the same, but he immediately clawed his way up to dump
himself on his father's lap and plant a very special kiss on his cheek.

"Oh thank you Dad, thank you, thank you, thank you."

Alex laughed as he pushed his son off.

"Save those for your boyfriend. No more pussying around now, ok? I'll watch
your grades and the second they drop, you're grounded. Tom, you keep up the
standard you've started with and I'll have a very young police lieutenant
as an ally when I'm DA. Both of you, be safe, keep your loving for the
privacy of this apartment or our home Sander. You'd better arrange with
Sander to come to dinner Tom, my wife will want to see who has stolen her
son's heart."

He got out of his chair then and headed for the door, turning before
leaving to put out a hand for Tom.

"Look after my son Tom and you'll be looked after in turn, and I'm Alex,
ok?"

Tom shook the proffered hand and returned to his lover still almost in
shock. Sander was the same, but still threw himself into Tom's arms.

"Do you really love me that much Tom."

"Mmmm, I guess so, otherwise I wouldn't have said it."

There was no doubt how happy two young men were when they departed Tom's
apartment for work and school after their three day love in.
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Alex Mahon is the prosecuting attorney when the men and boys accused of gay
rape and beatings in "Compassion", to be posted soon, are brought to trial.
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Chris Johns, at home in Antigua.