Date: Thu, 16 Oct 2008 15:54:28 -0400 From: notabreeder@hotmail.com Subject: The Search Normal disclaimers: If it is illegal for you to read gay erotic fiction, don't. If you are under the age of 18 (or the age of consent in your jurisdiction), leave. If reading gay erotic fiction is offensive to you, don't read it This is a work of fiction and is copyrighted by the author. Remember, in fiction condoms don't always get used. In life, use them to protect yourself and your loved ones. Please send any comments (good or bad) to notabreeder@hotmail.com ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- I had just finished using my 9+" vibrating dildo to bring myself to an incredible orgasm. I was still coming down from the cumming high and sat in front of my computer. I was planning on surfing the internet for various reasons. I'm about 6' tall and weigh about 195. I have a little bit of a belly, but am working on it. I have a graying mustache and shave my head because that is so much easier (and cheaper) than trying to maintain a good haircut. My chest and belly are relatively hairy and I have a tattoo on each shoulder. I was thinking about searching for a design for another tattoo when. My doorbell rang. Not expecting anyone, I cautiously peered through the curtains to see who was there. It was a public safety officer. An African-American public safety officer. He stood at about 5' 10". I don't know how much he weighed, but I could tell he was well over 200 pounds. All of it was definitely muscle. His chest was the broadest I think I had ever seen and his waist was incredibly narrow. I opened the door. "Can I help you officer?" "Yes, sir. We have a report that you have narcotics here. I have a search warrant to search your house." "Narcotics?! There is no way! The strongest thing I have here is migraine headache medicine." I protested. "However, officer, please feel free to come in and search for anything you want." I was secretly hoping he'd end up searching me! I stepped aside and let him into the house. I was able to get a better look at him as he came in. His skin was the color of rich chocolate milk. His ass filled the seat of his uniform like no other could. His crotch was one of the fullest I had ever laid my eyes on. However, I couldn't be caught staring so I had to force my eyes back up to his handsome face. "Officer Ken Jones," he introduced himself. "And you are Mr. David Wilkins?" I acknowledged the introduction. "Here is the search warrant." He handed me the paper and I thought I noticed him giving me the once over. "For my own protection, I will need to handcuff you," he stated. As he was reaching behind him to grab his handcuffs, my dog came barking and snarling at him. "I'm sorry, Officer Jones. Will you let me put her outside so she doesn't bother you?" I almost said "us" at that point. "Please do so. This could take an hour or more." His voice was deep and very seductive sounding, to me. I took Rosie by her collar and led her to the back door. She was barking at Officer Jones the entire way. As I was reaching for the door handle, he asked, "You're not going to run on me, are you?" "No, Officer. I don't have any reason to run from you." I got Rosie outside and returned to the waiting officer. "Now, Mr. Wilkins, if you would place your hands behind your back, I will put the handcuffs on you, only as a precaution." I turned my back to him and he put the cuffs on me. As soon as he touched me, I immediately got hard, again. He turned me around and could not help but notice the bulge in my pants. "What are you hiding there?" he asked authoritatively. "Nothing at all. That's all me." He decided to pat me down to make sure I didn't have any weapons. Actually, I think he more rubbed than patted. His hands lingered on my ass cheeks more that I would have thought necessary, but I was not about to protest. He then checked my legs, starting with the calves. "Nice calf muscles you have Mr. Wilkins." "Thanks you. I used to run a lot when I was younger." His hands then came up my legs to my thighs and quadriceps. He kneaded these with his strong fingers and my crotch grew even more. I thought I saw a tremendous stirring in his crotch as he started staring at my groin. "It looks to me like you're hiding something in there." He didn't wait for me to reply, he just grabbed my swollen member and massaged. An involuntary groan escaped my lips and I could see a slight smile on his handsome face. "It doesn't feel like any weapon there, but I need to make sure." With that, he unfastened my shorts and undid my zipper and stuck his large strong fingers into my groin. My legs started trembling at his touch. "Well, I think I can rest easy that you're not going to fatally attack me with that" he smiled. He stopped "searching" me and re-fastened my shorts. "Now, according to the information that was given to us, the narcotics can be found in your bedroom. Which room is that?" I indicated the only room with a bed in it by nodding my head in the direction of the room. "Okay, you will come in here and sit on the bed while I conduct the search." He turned me around and stepped right up behind me. I definitely felt something unusually large pressing against my ass cheeks. I complied with his order, like I had any choice. He marched me into the bedroom and turned me to face him. He then pushed me down onto the bed and told me to sit there. "Now, Mr. Wilkins, where do you have the narcotics hidden?" "Officer Jones, I don't have any illegal drugs. I don't do drugs. I know you have to search and you are only doing your job. Hell, if you want to, you can strip search me, if that will help satisfy you," I hoped. Officer Jones gave me a very curious look. "It may come down to that, Mr. Wilkins, if I don't find what I'm looking for." He started opening the drawers in my bedroom furniture, carefully lifting the clothes out, looking in the drawer and then replacing the clothes. As he was searching, I was trying to come up with conversation. I hate silences and really don't have much in the way of conversational skills. "How long have you been a police officer?" "I've been with the Public Safety Department for just over 15 years. Prior to that, I was a police officer in a small town south of here for about 5 years. I joined that force just after I got out of the Marine Corps." My hard on was throbbing and almost aching, it was so hard. An ex-Marine. A cop. A Black cop. And a muscular Black cop. These were all some of my most vivid fantasies! "I'm sorry, what did you say, my mind drifted off" I stated. He was looking at me and smiled a knowing smile. He turned to continue searching and said "I joined the Public Safety Department here because I can do more than just police work. I have shifts in fire and rescue and I also rotate through the ambulance fleet. I feel that diversity makes you a more complete person" Thinking of trying to keep the conversation going, I said, "That sounds like you don't have much time for a personal life. A guy like you surely must need some relaxation time." "Oh, I get all the relaxation time I need. I have become very adept at mixing my work with pleasure whenever I feel the need." This conversation was beginning to take a very interesting turn. Speaking of turns, at about that point, he turned towards me to cross the room and his crotch looked like it was about to burst, it was so large. "Well, I haven't found anything in any of your drawers. Let me look in this closet." I just realized that the vibrating dildo I had just used was in there and I had not put it away. "What do we have here?" He obviously found it. He couldn't have missed it. It was lying on top of my toy chest. "Hmmm. It's warm. It seems it has been used relatively recently. Do you know anything about this?" he asked as he waved the 9" monster around. "Well, I guess ." Before I could complete the sentence, he grabbed me by the arm and stood me up. "I think you like your toy. You're going to get to play with it some more." With that, he laid it on the bed where I had been sitting, yanked my shorts down and then forced me back down on it so that the shaft was between my ass cheeks. My cock got even harder, which I didn't think was possible. Then, he turned the vibrator on. "Sit there and don't move" he commanded. Always the obedient one, I did as I was told, not knowing where this was leading but hoping. He returned to the closet where he obviously found some more toys. "Damn, you sure do like these things, don't you?" I could hear, but not see, him looking through more things. Then, I heard nothing. "Officer Jones?" "I'll be out in a minute." My mind was racing. What was he doing, now that he found my stash., of toys? Then, he came out of the closet. His shirt was open revealing a very muscular chest. His pecs were the biggest, most muscular I had ever seen, even in pictures. As my eyes traveled further down, I noticed the fly of his uniform trousers was open. Through it, I could see a very full black jock strap. I was almost swooning. "Okay, so you don't have any drugs here. But I'm going to make sure my time has been well worth it." And with that, he stepped close to me and pulled my face into his chest. "Make sure you keep that ass on the bed!" I had started to raise it to get to his nipple. I immediately pushed my ass back onto the vibrator that was bringing me so much pleasure. He stepped closer and told me to lick his left nipple. "Suck it! Suck it like you need to get milk out of it." I did my best and he started to moan. "Oh man, that's good. Use your teeth. That's it. Bite it. Bite that muscle tit. I ain't no pussy boy. I said bite it. Hard!" With that I clamped my teeth down on his nipple and thought I was going to bite it off. Just then, he did something and flexed his chest. The nipple in my mouth expanded and forced my teeth apart. I couldn't believe the strength I felt there. "Now, do the other one. Suck it!" I licked my way across his chest to his right nipple and repeated the same actions on it. Again, I was biting him so hard I thought I would tear his nipple off. He again flexed his pecs and my teeth separated. I felt something poking me in the chest. I released his nipple and looked down. I think I fainted, because the next thing I knew, I was naked. I remember looking down and seeing a huge black cock poking me. It had literally torn its way through the jock strap which was now split in two. When I fainted, he had obviously undressed me, but he put me back to where I was. Sitting on the bed, on the shaft of the vibrating dildo. The dildo was small compared to the magnificent black snake I had seen. "You're going to show me what you do with your toy. And you better make sure I enjoy it, or I may have to find drugs somewhere in this house." "Would you take the handcuffs off, please?" I asked. "I want to make sure you enjoy this as much as possible!" "Are you going to give me any trouble?" "No Sir!" With that, he took off his shirt. He stepped up right in front of me flexed his right arm. His bicep must have been 21" around. "Just to make sure you don't give me an trouble, do you think you have any chance of taking me?" Before I could answer, he leaned forward some more, placing his flexed bicep in my face and said, "Lick it." Having no choice, I complied (quite willingly, by the way). I licked that arm as much as I could. "Okay. I'm taking the handcuffs off you, but if you give me any problem." He did not complete the sentence. He didn't have to. He stood me up and removed the handcuffs, turned me back around and force me to my knees. "Now, make sure I enjoy this!" I reached up with my hands and started caressing his chest. As I did so, he started bouncing his pecs, which really got my juices flowing. I don't normally have a lot of pre-cum, but happened to glance down at my crotch and my cock was leaking like a faucet. I continued the exploration of his chest with my hands as I opened my mouth and took the head of his cock into my mouth. And sucked. Hard. He let a small moan escape his lips. I tried to get more of that black monster into my mouth, but just couldn't accommodate the girth. "Lick the shaft!", he ordered. I grabbed his cock and lifted it so I could do as I was told. I licked the shaft up and down getting it good and wet with my saliva. I then started sucking on his nuts, one at a time. They were too large for me to get them both into my mouth. After about 10 minutes of alternating between licking and sucking his cock and balls, he stepped away. He then took off his boots, slacks, and the remains of his jock strap. Now totally naked in front of me, he ordered me to stand up. When I didn't get up fast enough, he put his hands under my arm pits and lifted me straight up so that my feet were actually off the floor. "Obviously, you don't react very fast when given an order! Time for some punishment!" He then put me into a bear hug and squeezed. I thought I was going to pass out from the lack of air. Just as I thought I was about to go out, he relaxed the pressure and brought my lips to his and gave me an intense kiss. "Now for some more fun" he stated as he eventually broke the kiss. "Worship these muscles." He then started flexing every muscle in his body. He told me that I was to feel each muscle as he flexed it. "I'm not going to tell you what I'm going to flex next, so you better pay attention!" He then randomly flexed various parts of his body. As he did my hands were feeling each muscle. Then he started flexing multiple muscles simultaneously, forcing my hand on his chest, another on his thighs and my mouth on his abs. Suddenly, he stopped flexing, grabbed my head and shoved his huge black cock into my mouth, causing me to gag. "Obviously, you're not much of a cocksucker. I guess I'm just going to have to fuck that lily white ass of yours." He picked me up and threw me on the bed on my back. My legs were raised and put on his shoulders. He (thankfully) grabbed the lube I had at the bedside and slathered his dick liberally. "Get ready!" And with that he eased into my ass. As the head of his cock passed my prostate, the most intense pleasure came over me and I moaned very loudly. "You like that don't you?" It was a rhetorical question, because I could only moan. He was finally buried all the way, because I could feel his balls against my ass. He leaned over and kissed me as he began to withdraw and push back in. I couldn't help myself and wrapped my arms around his neck. He chuckled through the kiss and then stood up. I was impaled on his giant black cock! He moved his hands to my ass and started to jack himself off my moving me away from him and back down on his cock. His tempo increased. Each time the head of his dick hit my prostate, I moaned and more pre-cum oozed out of my cock. Finally, I couldn't take any more and I erupted in the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. As I was cumming, he let out with a roar and "Take my cum up your ass!" I felt his cock expand even more and then the heat of his cum coated the lining of my asshole. He kept pumping me and pouring more of his chocolate cream up my butt. Finally, we both stopped cumming and he eased me back onto the bed. He slowly withdrew his somewhat softened dick from my ass. As soon as he was all the way out, he dropped to his knees and sucked some of his cum out of my ass. I have never felt anything like that. When he was done, he laid on top of me and kissed me passionately, sharing his cum with me. He slowly stood up, and I got a towel to clean him up. He started to get dressed. "You are welcome to come by anytime and search for drugs again, Officer Jones. I assure you I will be as cooperative as I was this time." He grinned. "Actually, there was no report of drugs," he stated. "I have had my eyes on your ass for some time. I've seen you in the area and decided I had to have you. The 'report' was made anonymously by me, so I could get the chance to see if I could tap that ass. When I saw your dildo collection, I figured I had a good chance." He searches my house for drugs quite often, now.