Date: Tue, 13 Aug 2002 11:59:07 -0400
From: PhinnyGene@aol.com
Subject: Stud Cop on Campus Chapter 4 (college)

Stud Cop on Campus
Chapter 4
By PhinnyGene@aol.com

Well Chapter 4 is here.  I hope you all are ready - this is the first part
of some of the hottest stuff I've written.  You will be very happy to know
that I have finished tons of stuff for future chapters, and Chapter 5
should be ready within the next few weeks.  I really want to point out that
your letters and notes really gave me the motivation to write - keep them
coming! I didn't get very much feedback on Chapter 3, so if you are reading
this story and you like it - drop me a line!  I love getting questions,
comments, and suggestions.  Like I said before, I only write as long as I
know there are people out there are actually reading the series!  If I
don't hear back from anyone, it's just not worth it for me to write - I
spend a lot of time and energy on my work.

If you haven't already, check out my earlier series "War Story" in Nifty's
Military section.  I will eventually continue with those adventures, but my
main focus now is on "Stud Cop."  I have also written a story entitled "Vic
the Dick" which is contained in Nifty's High School section.

PhinnyGene@aol.com

Recap:
	At the end of Chapter 3, 18-year-old college freshman Josh Young
and his 36-year-old topstud police officer boyfriend taught a cocky
baseball frat jock a kinky lesson after the 21-year-old athlete used Josh's
ass and then tossed the boy out like a piece of meat.  Josh and Mando
reaffirmed their love for one another and agreed that any future sexual
escapades with other men will involve both of them.  Little does Josh know
that Armando already is hatching a plan for his sweet teen lover to make
the acquaintance of his macho cop buddies.


That evening, Mando and Josh headed out to one of the stud's favorite
nightspots - The Crowing Cock - a divey gay bar that a number of NYPD's
finest frequented.  It was a place where macho, blue-collar men could
fraternize and connect without the fear of being exposed or ridiculed.  As
the big hunk and his boytoy entered the joint, they were welcomed by a
chorus of friendly greetings - it was apparent to Josh that Mando knew most
of the men in there.  And what men they were, Josh thought.  Mando had told
him that there weren't many gay cops on the force that he knew of, but
Mando neglected to add that in a city as big as New York, "not many" still
equaled a very good number.  And not only cops, but firefighters,
construction workers, military personnel, EMT workers, security guards...
Everywhere the young boy looked, there were muscular, butch males.  They
were sitting at the bar drinking beer, shooting pool, throwing darts.  It
seemed to Josh not unlike any other bar where working men went to blow off
a little steam... or in this case, a rusty load!

As the two made their way through the smoky interior (and, as Josh noticed,
past the hungry stares of many of the guys) Mando indicated to his young
boyfriend to head towards a small table at the back of the bar where two
large figures were seated.

"Hey Tozzini - where's Colt?  I thought he was supposed to be here
tonight?"

Aw, I'm sorry, Mando - Colt couldn't make it tonight.  He feels really bad,
he really wanted to meet Josh - but he forgot he already made plans with
Rick."

"Damn.  That's too bad.  Oh well.  Joshie, I'd like you to meet Rocky
Tozzini...  haha, make that Captain Rocky Tozzini - he's the boss man - and
Lieutenant Jamal Grant.  Two of my bestest, oldest buddies on the force."
Mando chuckled in his deep, bass voice.

"It's nice to meet you." Josh answered in his sweetest, most polite voice,
reaching his small hand out to shake with the men.

Both cops stood up to greet their visitor.  Josh took a moment to take them
both in.

Rocky was a big Italian man who looked to be in his late 30's or early
40's.  His jet black hair, slicked back with heavy hair gel, was beginning
to noticeably recede while flecks of gray appeared to color his temples.
The cop was short, but incredibly well-built.  Josh guessed the man was
maybe an inch or two taller than his own 5-foot 8-inches.  But that was the
only similarity he shared with the guy.  It was obviously apparent that,
like Mando, this man worked out religiously.  His body was stumpy, like
jocky Ben's, but infinitely more defined and built.  The man had thick
black bushy eyebrows that seemed to connect over the bridge of his crooked
nose, a feature Josh guessed was the result of a nasty break sometime
during his career.  The man had thick, fleshy lips that Josh found oddly
kissable.  His perpetual, cocksure grin revealed a slightly chipped front
tooth that also increased the older stud's macho, roughneck, working-class
appeal.  Like Mando, the man seemed to be oozing testosterone, a dark five
o'clock shadow darkening his face and thick tufts of black fur pouring out
the collar of his button down shirt.  The man's massive arms were also
pelted with the same kinky, dark hair that coated Mando, and a large tattoo
of an Italian flag could be seen on his right bicep, while a large eagle
with the phrase "SEMPER FI" stood out on his left.  Rocky's big hand felt
hard and coarse to Josh's delicate grasp.  All in all, Rocky gave the
appearance of a man who had taken a few punches in life, but still kept
coming back for more.  Josh was surprised that this sturdy, rugged stud
appealed to him so much.  There was something infinitely masculine and
honest about him, an intense confidence that made the otherwise homely man
into a knockout.

Jamal was another story.  Standing before Josh was one of the biggest black
men the boy had ever met.  And what a black stud he was - the large man's
ebony skin was like smooth dark chocolate, the polar opposite of blonde
Josh's creamy, pale flesh.  Unlike Mando and Rocky, Jamal seemed to still
be rather young, probably in the area of 26 or 27 years old.  Jamal stood
taller than even Mando, and his enormous body seemed ready to burst out of
its tight clothing.  His mighty biceps reminded Josh of huge, round
cannonballs.  Josh was not used to meeting too many African American
men... he wasn't racist, he just didn't come across that many in his
suburban high school.  Josh was ashamed to feel slightly uncomfortable in
Jamal's presence.  The big black cop was certainly an intimidating figure.
His dark head was shaved completely clean, adding to his menacing look.
However, menacing really wasn't that appropriate, the blonde considered,
Jamal was in fact quite handsome, and his big friendly smile wiped away any
deep fears that gripped the boy.  Actually, Jamal wasn't just handsome,
Josh concluded, the man was striking.  If this gorgeous male specimen
wasn't a police officer, he could definitely find a career in modeling.
Josh rarely was attracted to black guys... he didn't know why, it wasn't
anything he could change... but he realized that in this case, he
definitely had found an exception.  A naughty part of Josh secretly
wondered if the old, cliched rumours were true.  Every other part of Jamal
was giant.

"Well... ha ha!  It's great to finally meet the famous Josh!"  The beefy
Italian cop laughed in a deep, robust, slightly gravelly voice filled with
New Yawk accent.  "Ol' Mando here keeps tellin' us all about his baby boy,
but he don't want to introduce him to his buddies!  Now I know why he's
been keeping you all to himself, son!  Woohoo!"

Josh blushed a deep pink and responded to the outspoken stud.

"Well, I hope what he's been saying has been good."

"Aww, don't worry about that, Josh.  You can bet it's all been real good!"
Rocky answered with a wink in Mando's direction.  "This old man is crazy
about you, honey!"

The three men and their young companion sat down at their small table and
soon began chatting like old friends.

"Hey!  Steve!  Come over here and give Josh a Bud.  It's on me!"

"Tozinni!  You know Josh is underage!  He can't be drinking alcohol in
here!"  Mando barked at his good-natured buddy.

"Aww, lighten up Perez.  Who's gonna arrest him?  Us?  Ha ha ha!"

All four of them burst into laughter at the truth of Rocky's quip.  In
truth, Josh wasn't really all that big a fan of beer, but he decided to
drink it to be polite.  Besides, Josh was sort of in a mood to get a little
buzzed.  It really only took one beer for him to start feeling something,
he might as well have the drink.  If Rocky was offering, he'd be glad to
take.

"Mm-mm-mm, Joshie Boy, I can't believe what a nino bello you are.  Mando
certainly is a proud papa!"

The young blonde was not entirely sure what the older man had just called
him.

"Mr. Tozzini, what does 'nino bello' mean?  Is it Italian?"

"Call me Rocky, honey.  And you're right, it's Italian - it means
'beautiful boy.'  In case you hadn't noticed, I'm Italian... haha, well
Siciliano, actually, baby..."

"Aw shit, Tozzini - Italian, Sicilian, what's the difference?"  The large
black man chuckled.

The macho Italian burst into hearty laughter before reaching his big hand
down to cup his extraordinarily substantial basket.

"Ha ha!  Makes a BIG difference down here, Grant.  A fuckin' HUGE
difference!"

Josh blushed as the man caught the teen licking his lips while staring at
the 'huge difference' the stud clutched in his grasp.  The young size queen
could tell that Captain Rocco Tozzini was packing some major Italian - make
that Sicilian - sausage.  The man simply smirked and winked at the boy,
squeezing his bulge one more time before reaching back up to grab his beer
mug.

The cute college boy really enjoyed hanging out with Mando and his cop
friends.  Rocky and Jamal were exceptionally friendly and both of them
treated Josh with the utmost respect and courtesy.  Again, Josh felt a bit
of guilt for having prejudged Jamal a little.  It was obvious that the man
was very well-educated and well-spoken, albeit a tad reserved.  In fact,
the blonde college boy could sense that Jamal was a very serious, very
intense sort of man deep down.  He was nothing like a lot of the images
Josh saw on TV and in the movies.  He appealed to Josh very much.  In fact,
both of Mando's cop brothers pleased the boy immensely.  If he wasn't with
Mando, Josh felt he would be more than willing to be bedded by either one
of the studs.

Josh chuckled and smiled as the three old buds reminisced animatedly about
their many experiences together.  Often, in this sort of situation, Josh
would have felt left out, but Mando and the two other men made sure to
include the boy, frequently asking him his opinion of some of the crazier
things that they had gotten themselves into.  As Josh finished the bottle
of beer, he was definitely feeling very warm and very tipsy.

"Ha ha!  Look at that little guy!  He's turning all pink!" Rocky pointed
out.  "You know what that means!?  He needs another one.  Lemme go get you
one, Josh.  Another Bud okay?"

"Yeah, sure!" Josh smiled back, watching the hunky Italian Stallion leave
the table and head to the bar.  As Rocky sauntered away from the three,
Josh was surprised to see a glint of light sparkle on the man's left ring
finger.  Upon closer inspection, Josh realized that Rocky was wearing a
thick gold band!

"Mando!" Josh whispered to his lover, "Why is Rocky wearing that ring?!
Mando - is he married?"

"Well, yes, Josh.  He is.  Rocky's been married to his wife for about 20
years now.  I can't say I agree with what he's doing, but I don't condemn
it either.  Rocky's pretty closeted, Josh.  I mean, you gotta understand
how hard it is to be a gay cop.  I definitely know where the guy's coming
from.  He just took a different path than I did.  I mean, he loves Donna,
just in a different way."

"Is he bi, Mando?"

"Well, not exactly.  Rocky's pretty much come to terms with his
homosexuality.  He stays with Donna because he's got a lotta
responsibilities.  He feels he owes it to her."

"Josh, don't hold it against Rocky.  He really is great guy.  He's just
from a different generation.  He didn't have as many advantages that you -
and even I had."  Jamal interrupted with a rub to Josh's shoulder.

At that moment, the beaming Rocky returned to the table, two beers in his
hands.

"Here you go, baby boy.  Drink up!"

This bit of news shocked Josh... but a deep part of him was oddly aroused.
Rocky really was a complex guy, and for young Josh, Rocky's unattainability
made him so much sexier - in the naive teen's mind, married equaled
off-limits.  If he only knew how wrong he was!

As Rocky and Mando began discussing some car race they had gone to a few
weeks ago, Josh struck up a conversation with Jamal.  The blonde teen
eagerly began chatting away about himself, delighting in what a patient
listener Jamal was.  While talking about his high school years in Buffalo,
Josh found out that the black stud was actually from roughly the same area
of New York.  Discussion of his career on the diving team resulted in
Jamal's revelation that he had been on the swim team in high school also
(as well as the basketball and football teams - the black stud turned out
to be quite the jock).  Josh definitely liked this guy - there was just
something about the intense, almost brooding quality of the man that made
his boycunt itch.  Again, that deep, naughty part of the teen was
incredibly turned on by this enormous black cop.  Josh's parents were
pretty traditional and somewhat old-fashioned.  They took the news of his
homosexuality relatively well, but he wondered how they would react if he
brought Jamal home and they accidentally discovered this behemoth of a
black man fucking his tiny, lily-white 18- year-old ass.  This nasty
thought sent shivers running up his spine.  It was another nasty, forbidden
fantasy that filled the lusty teenager's fuck-obsessed brain.

Josh and Jamal's conversation was interrupted by loud guffaws from Rocky.
Apparently, Mando had just told a pretty damn good joke.  Josh noticed
that, as the big Italian leaned back, a small piece of paper fell out of
his pocket.  Josh leaned over and picked it up, glancing at it as he handed
it back to the middle-aged cop.  It was a small drawing of a man wearing a
police officer's uniform.  It was obvious to Josh that a child had drawn
it, and if he wasn't mistaken, it was a crude drawing of Rocky.

"You dropped this, sir..." Josh whispered as Rocky took the slip of paper
and blushed.

"It's really cute, who drew it?"

Rocky's guilty eyes looked to Mando, Jamal, and then back to Josh.

"Well, buddy.  My little girl made that for me.  I actually have two of
them... kids, that is.  Both girls.  A 5-year-old and a 9-year old.  I - I
dunno if Mando told you, Josh, but I'm married.  That doesn't bother you,
does it?"

A warm smile crossed Josh's face as he looked at the sheepish look that was
plastered to the macho stud's face.  Rocky looked so incredibly cute and
hot at that moment.

"It doesn't bother me one bit, stud." Josh replied, his hand reaching out
unconsciously to stroke the big man's leg.

"Ha ha!  That's my boy!" Rocky exclaimed as his big hand came up to tousle
Josh's silky blonde hair.  "Mando wasn't kidding - you really are
something.  Mando, you don't mind do you?"

The Italian hunk looked over to Mando, who smiled and nodded affirmatively.

"Come here, honey.  You wanna sit here in ol' Rocky's lap?  I've been
wantin' you up here all night."

Josh was more than eager to accept the invitation.  After two beers, he was
feeling really good, and he was happy to repay the man who had made him
feel so good.  The fact that Mando didn't seem to have any problem with it
finalized it in Josh's clouded mind; in fact, his lover seemed to be
encouraging it.  Josh leapt from his seat and jumped onto the older cop's
broad, muscular thighs.  Josh was immediately welcomed by the unmistakable
feeling of a huge, steely erection bulging from the man's crotch.
Instinctually, Josh pushed his ass hard against the covered pole and began
grinding it roughly against his crack.  By now, Josh had become an expert
on oversized dicks, but the sheer girth of the hidden treasure in Rocky's
pants caught him by surprise.  The scent of beer, musky sweat, Old Spice,
and Vitalis hair grease permeated the air around the big stud.  It was an
aphrodisiac to the little blonde teen.  He was in the presence of a
genuine, macho topman.  Josh felt a heavy growl rumble in the cop's broad
chest as the man's strong arms encircled him, pressing him down firmly,
sliding him back and forth, assisting him in this neighborly lap-dance.
Rocky's large, mature hands gripped the boy's developed young pecs, their
huge mass massaging and squeezing the fabric-covered surface.  The blonde
teenager mewled softly and closed his eyes as one of the big cop's paws
reached down and crawled underneath his clothing.  The husky cop began
diddling his erect nipple, the calloused flesh pinching and pulling on the
unnaturally sensitive bud.

"Yeah... yeah... that's my boy..." Rocky whispered hoarsely in Josh's ear
as the little blonde leaned his head back to rest on the stud's broad
shoulder.  "Well, what do you think, Perez?  This little honey ready?"

"I'd definitely say he is." Josh heard Mando's voice croak back.  Something
was going on here that Josh was not aware of.  He opened his eyes back up.

"What?  Mando, what are you talking about?"

"Well, honey... Remember how we talked about sharing our experiences?
Well, you introduced me to your little friend Ben, so I thought you'd like
to meet some of my buddies.  What do you think, honey?  Would you like
that?"

Josh's tiny asshole itched like crazy as he felt the Italian grip him
tighter, sawing that swollen tubesteak back and forth between his crack.
He looked at Mando and Jamal.  Both of them were breathing heavily, their
eyes heavy with lust, their hands fallen to their tented crotches, kneading
their hot packages as they watched the little 18-year-old college freshman
sliding dreamily back and forth on the lap of their horny, 42-year-old
married boss.

"Oh yeah, Armando... oh yeah, I'd like that a lot." The slutty twink
replied as he leaned forward, his bubblebutt pressing even harder against
the man's inflamed groin.  He looked across the table, staring into the
hungry eyes of the huge black man.  Josh winked and licked his lips,
rewarded with the sight of a drop of fluid soak the end of the long, thick
bulge that snaked down the black cop's pants.

"Goddamn, you're a hot one, kid.  Let's get you out of here and back to
your boyfriend's place." The intoxicated boy heard Rocky's thick voice
amidst his pleasurable haze.

The next thing Josh knew, he was in the back of a speeding cop cruiser, the
siren blaring in his ears.  Rocky and Jamal were sitting next to each other
and he realized he was sitting across their knees, facing them both.  Josh
turned his head to see Mando in the front seat, driving like a bat out of
hell.  Josh turned back around to stare at the grinning men.  The slender
boy leaned forward and began making out with the big black man as he used
both hands to roughly rub and fondle the two cops' straining mounds.
Rocky's thick, starving tongue was licking his smooth face, the man's
coarse stubble scratching the smooth flesh.  Jamal's long fingers were
exploring the boy's own swelling crotch, and soon enough, Josh could feel
the young cop deftly unzipping his trousers.  As was custom when he was
with Armando, the teen wasn't wearing any underwear, and he felt his
smooth, 7-inch cut cock fly up and slap against his little abs.  Josh had
no idea where his shirt had gone, but he didn't care, he shrieked as he
felt Rocky's ravenous mouth biting his pink, nubbin nipples.

"OH YEAH!!!" He heard the Italian stud bellow as the man caught sight of
his exposed boydick.  Immediately, Josh felt his prick bathed in the moist
warm cavity of Rocky's sucking mouth.  Josh screeched and hollered, he was
being swallowed whole by the man.  Rocky had no trouble deepthroating his
respectable length - the guy's nose was in his silky soft blonde pubes in a
matter of moments.  It was like a fucking vacuum had been attached to his
dick!  Rocky was apparently very hungry for the sweet blonde twink - his
throat muscles massaged the head as his fat tongue circled the shaft.

With a screech, the car came to a halt on the street next to Mando's
apartment building.  The big ItaliRican jumped from the vehicle and opened
the back door for the three very busy males.  Like a man possessed, Rocky's
mouth tore itself away from the sweet boymeat as he grabbed the petite
blonde in his arms.  The stocky Italian pulled Josh from the cruiser and
threw the half-naked boy over his shoulder like a sack of grain.  Josh felt
the cool night breeze wash over his exposed genitals.

Mando and Jamal ran to keep up with the sprinting Sicilian stud.  Josh
could hear the two men laughing as they followed their older friend.  Josh
couldn't help but stifle a giggle himself as he bounced wildly in the
hunk's tight grip.  This guy was a sex-crazed lunatic!  Rocky huffed and
puffed like a steam train gone wild, barreling towards the front door of
Mando's building.  Josh was really digging how hot this older stud was for
his ass - the dude was practically babbling in excitement!  The powerfully
built Italian was literally bouncing like a little kid as he waited at the
door for Mando to open it.  In the meantime, he leaned his head to the
side, lapping and gnawing at the boy's smooth back, covering it in drool.

"OH YAH!  YAH!  MMM!  YAH!  MMF!  BOY ASS!  YAH!  GOTTA HAVE IT!  GOTTA
FUCK IT!!  MMF!  OH YAH!!"

***

Rocco Tozzini couldn't control himself when it came to sex with hot young
guys.  It almost got him in big trouble on more than one occasion.  He
nearly learned the hard way to keep his escapades out of the house when his
wife and daughters came home early from shopping one afternoon while he was
playing "hide the salami" with the 16-year-old paperboy.  He hadn't planned
on fucking the kid, it just happened that way.  He noticed the cute
high-schooler checking him out whenever he came to the door in his uniform
to pay the bill.  It wasn't his fault that the kid asked if he could come
in for a glass of juice.  Why, the kid practically seduced him!  Poured the
juice all over his fuckin' clothes!  It was only proper manners for Rocky
to offer to put the kid's clothes in the laundry.  Then the kid asked if he
could dry off in the bathroom, leaving the door wide open while he took his
clothes off - underwear and all!  Such a smooth, creamy, perfect teenboy
body.  Next thing he knew, he and this kid are humpin' away like crazy on
his bed...  Damn, that little boybitch was more than ready for a good
hosing... his ass was already lubed up and he took the ol' Tozzini hog like
a pro.  Didn't scream nearly enough to be a virgin.  Hell yeah that kid had
definitely been fucked before.  There was no way the kid could have taken a
dick like his otherwise.  Wasn't until sometime later he found out the kid
had just finished up getting boned by the Arab cab driver who lived down
the hall when he came by for a superior screwing from Captain Tozzini!

He was really throwing it to that little underage slut when he heard the
sounds of his family come in the door.  To this day, Rocky thanked God that
he had locked the bedroom door before he got down to business.

"Rocky!  Where are you?  What are you doing?" His wife knocked on the
bedroom door.

The hulky cop unlocked the door and fell back on the bed, covering his body
with a sheet.

"Come in, hon!"

"Oh Rocky!  You should know better!  Thank God the girls are in the other
room!  I swear, you are fucking addicted to jacking off!  Get some clothes
on and meet me at Jessica's place.  She has an old armoire she's giving us.
You and her husband Ralph can carry it back."

And with that, his wife shut the door and left the apartment, daughters in
tow.

A small head peeked out from underneath the bed.

"Can I come out now, Mr. Tozzini?"

"You bet your ass, son.  Get back up here so papa can finish with you."

It only took a few more hard, brutal strokes into the kid before he felt
the little ass clenching and boycum filling the cupped hand he had placed
in front of the paperboy's cute 6-inch dick.  Rocky shot rapid fire into
the kid's spasming guts as he felt the teenager lapping up his own sticky
white mess that the big policeman had palmed in front of his mouth.

With the same agility he used to track down criminals, the big cop stud
peeked out the door of his apartment and, seeing that all was clear, shoved
the boy on his way.  >From then on, whenever he wanted to cream the kid's
ass, he just headed down the hall and shared that primo slutstuff with his
cab driver neighbor.  There would be no more close calls with the wifey.

But it wasn't only with his family that there was trouble with his "habit."
On one occasion, even Rocky's job had been put in jeopardy.  The big cop
often volunteered to help out at Juvenile Hall.  Of course, his eagerness
to help out when they were short- staffed at the Detention Center was
solely for the purpose of long-staffing some of the hotter teen boys.
These kids were punks anyway - he figured they deserved a few hours in
solitary confinement with a respected police officer who was trying to
"straighten them out."  It was a perfect solution - he got a steady supply
of fresh meat, and the boys got taught a lesson they'd never forget.  He
was doing a service to the community.  And besides, he'd never met a horny
teen who didn't end up lovin' it in the end.  He had a special knack for
transforming disobedient, misbehaving youths into slobbering, begging,
cock-hungry bottoms.  Naughty boys craved authority, and he was more than
equipt to give it to them.

However, one afternoon, he was throwing a particularly mean fuck to a
cocky, very hot little punk who'd had the audacity to talk back to him
when, without warning, the warden walked right into the room.  The
terrified cop stopped mid-stroke and stared wide-eyed at the tall
45-year-old man who was looking right at the graphic union of his
gargantuan member stuffed halfway down the 15-year-old's little anus.

"Warden Jones... It's... Uh... It's not what you think!"

"Can it, Tozzini.  You don't worry about me.  You're only doin' what every
other guard in this joint is doin.'  Hell, it's one of the few perks that
comes with this crummy job."

Later, as the two men plugged the gorgeous young man at both ends, Rocky
found out that it was well known that the entire Detention Hall was one big
homosexual free- for-all - everything that happened behind those doors
stayed behind those doors.  And they made extensive efforts to make very
sure it stayed that way.

After that day, Rocky became one of the main attractions, and the boys'
most preferred sex partner, at the monthly "anything goes" orgies that were
set up by the warden and his men.

But of course, the trysts with his paperboy and his moonlighting at Juvie
still didn't sate the big stud's appetite for twinksex.  The voracious
Italian was constantly cruising for willing young partners.  No matter how
risky or immoral it was.

As Rocky played these memories out in his head, he became even more
exhilarated.  Holy shit, Mando wasn't kidding.  His little boyfriend was
the hottest piece of ass in all of Manhattan.  God, it'd been a hell of a
long time since he'd plugged a nice bottom boy... probably more than 2 or 3
weeks.  When Mando came up with the plan, Rocky's dong was aching with
need.  If this little college boy was anywhere as wild and kinky as Mando
claimed he was, this was going to be the best fuck of his long life!

***

"OH LORD!  MMM!  YAH!  GOTTA PLUG YOU BABY!  MMM!  YOU ARE SO FINE! YAH!
YAH!"

The door was unlocked and Josh now found himself flying down the hallway.
This time Mando was ahead of them, and he was ready to fling the door open
for the bolting Italian cop.  The lights were flicked on, and Josh felt
himself flung onto Mando's couch as the man who was carrying him began to
fling his clothes off, literally tearing them from his body.  Josh's ass
was pulsating and his dick was leaking - the pure, unquenchable thirst that
this man had for him was making him soooo hot!  Josh looked away from the
man and saw that Mando and Jamal were very eager to disrobe as well.

Josh watched with baited breath as the huge black cop was down to his
skivvies, the white briefs standing out sharply on his jet black physique.
Oh God, what a fucking physique!  Words couldn't even begin to describe the
flawless perfection of the ebony hunk.  His body was a work of art,
bulging, mountainous muscle molded to every square inch of his silky smooth
body.  Unlike Mando (and Rocky, Josh assumed), Jamal shaved his body, his
smooth bull chest coated with shiny perspiration; huge, hard, sable nipples
capping the heaving, dusky pecs.  The only hair on the man was the dark,
kinky curls underneath his massive, corded arms, and a few tight black
curls that peeked up from under the waistband of his underwear.  A cute
smirk formed on the man's lips as the little blonde gulped noticeably when
the black cop began lowering the briefs.  Josh's big green eyes grew even
wider.  He had never seen a black cock before!

HOLY SHIT!  It was massive, beautiful, gorgeous, unlike anything the rather
inexperienced teen had ever seen... but most importantly, it was *MASSIVE*
- the old legend was TRUE!  Jamal possessed one of the only donkeycocks in
New York that rivaled his boyfriend's!  It was simply monumental.  It was
so strong and forbidding, and if possible, it was even darker, blacker than
the rest of the stud's skin.  Like Mando, Jamal was uncircumsized, and
Josh's lost his breath when his eyes finally rested on that gigantic head
of that prong!  The color was like nothing Josh ever imagined!  It was the
darkest, brightest shade of purple the boy had ever seen - much, much
darker than Armando's purple cap.  It was simply unreal.  He had no idea
what black cock would be like - and now that he'd seen it, his mouth was
slobbering for it!  Jamal's veritable basket of nuts hung down so low, they
seemed to Josh to be halfway to the man's knees!  Jamal's sack was also
shaved smooth, the wrinkled flesh also colored the same impossible black
that characterized that monster cock.

"Ha ha, you can stop your drooling, Josh, your boyfriend's got me beat by a
quarter inch.  Not to mention a half-inch in width." Jamal winked as he saw
a strand of saliva fall over the boy's pouty, pink lower lip.

"I don't care, I still want to suck it and have it fuck me real hard." The
dazed boy gurgled back.

After a minute of being hypnotized by that black cobra, it dawned on Josh
that there was yet another brand new naked stud in the room for him to play
with.

The boy groaned, his eyelids fluttering when his gaze fell upon his new cop
daddy.  Rocky's heavy mass was bursting with raw, unbridled, beastial
power.  The man looked like he could single-handedly take on an entire
fucking army.  The man was packed, overflowing with hard granite muscle.
However, the most remarkable thing about Rocco Tozzini was the fucking pelt
that covered his entire spectacular, musclebound bulk - the man was a
fucking ape!  This man put Armando to shame - the only areas on his entire
body not flooded with curly black fur were his mammoth grapefruit-sized
biceps, his broad shoulders, his upper back, and his sides!  His stocky,
barrel chest was absolutely swimming in thick, raven tangles of Italian
fleece.  The hunk's huge, bright rosy-pink nipples poked out from the
flood, capping off the monstrous, meaty pecs.  The thought of all that
manwool scratching, chafing his smooth, unblemished skin as the man balled
him drove Josh out of his mind.  And then, between the stud's
widely-spread, heavily-muscled legs -

An astonished gasp was forced from the speechless boy.  Here was a dick
that BELONGED to the man.  It may not have been the longest dick Josh had
ever seen - it was probably about 8 inches, maybe 8-and-a-half at most -
but this stocky, humpy Sicilian cop had BY FAR the fattest, widest, most
obese manprick the boy had ever imagined.  It was like a caricature of a
cock - like some distorted image created in a funhouse mirror.  That
motherfucking ass-punishing HUNK of a dick was FATTER than a damn soup can!
It couldn't be less than 10 inches around!  And the god-damned prick knob
was a fucking slab of meat and gristle that was disproportionate even in
comparison with the unnaturally oversized appendage.  The wet, palpitating
wedge of cock-crown flared out obscenely, forming an unctuous, blue-violet
glans the size of a softball.  Josh's puckered slot literally sucked itself
in, terrified of the possibility of being broken open by that monstrosity
of nature.  But teenage boys often bite off more than they can chew in
their irrational exuberance - Josh's eyes were always bigger than his
asslips!

But the shock didn't end there.  For every cock, there are two balls, and
with a schlong as fat as Rocky's, there were two inhumanly massive
boulders.  Josh about fainted.  No wonder the man was such a furry,
sex-crazed animal - his nuts looked bigger than baseballs!  They were
bigger than both Mando's AND Jamal's!  God, this 42-year- old family man
had the goddamned biggest cajones the twink had ever seen - even in pornos!
Even in his dreams!  He could bury his face in that sweaty, absurdly hairy
sack and get lost for a week!  The man was a FREAK... and the little
teenslut wanted him BAD.

The Italian Stallion wanted little Josh just as badly, if not more so.  He
saw the way the blonde's eyes grew as large as saucers when he caught sight
of what would be crammed up his baby ass in just a few short minutes... and
he couldn't wait to see just how big those pretty eyes would get when he
actually got inside!  Oh yeah, there shouldn't be any problem here.
Mando's been screwing the kid for months.  If the kid can tough it out for
Mando's tree trunk of a prick, then this cute little boy can certainly
handle what Rocky's got.  This thought pleased the man immensely - there
were few who were able to take his dong, and even fewer of the cute twinkie
bottom boys he craved were willing to give it a shot without a fair amount
of coercion on his part.  Hell, even his own wife didn't want to take it.
That's pretty much the only reason he'd been able to go so long without
fucking her - she didn't want him to!  His brothers always teased him,
askin' him why he didn't have more kids.  Shit, their wives were wild about
the "family curse" - and were poppin' out kids like there was no tomorrow.
Eh, but who cares, he was happy with the two he had, and he was glad he had
a good excuse for why he and Donna weren't doin' it.  Certainly gave him
more time to go out in search of boyass!

"What do you say, Perez?  Grant?  Can I take the first crack at this little
bitch's crack?"

"Haha, I don't see why not, boss.  I think Josh has taken a shining to
you." Mando smiled, his large hand stroking the length of his 9 3/4 inch
stud horsebone, shaking in anticipation of seeing one of his oldest and
best friends skewer his lover.  God, they went back a long time.  There had
been a lot of boys and a lot of asses, but nothing compared to this moment,
when he got to share his most prized possession with his freak-cocked
buddy.  God, what was it - 7, 8 years ago?  Maybe more.  That little Asian
whoreboy he'd been filming with was raving on and on about some top dude
he'd met at some sex club.  Said the dude wasn't much to look at, but had a
schlong on him that made Kris Lord look like a pencil dick.  His ass had
never been so sore.  Mando was intrigued, asked the kid if he could arrange
a threesome - he was quite eager to see the annoying little fruit get split
open, wanted to see how this dude matched up to his own star-making
phallus.  Imagine his surprise when he arrived to find his BOSS grunting
away and laboring over Miyoshi's boycunt!  Rocky was pretty surprised
himself.  After a long, emotional heart-to-heart (interrupted every few
minutes by the frustrated Asian's pleas to be fucked), Mando and Rocky were
a team.  The first ass they shared was quite a memorable one... If the
little bottom thought he was sore the week before, after the two coptops
double-dicked his "famously elastic" hole, he wouldn't be walking for a
week.

As Josh got on his back, raising his legs in the air, watching as the
furry, monster- dicked Italian stalked towards him, a panicked thought ran
through his mind.

"Armando!  Armando!  Wait!  Do you have any condoms!?  Oh God, I don't even
think they make condoms big enough to fit him!  Wait!  I don't know your
friends well enough!  We can't bareback!"

"Don't worry, honey, I just took these guys to get their test results back
yesterday."

"What do you mean, Mando?  What?  Why would you be going with them?"

"Sweetie, I told them to get tests in advance because I've been planning
this surprise for you for a while now.  I didn't want Jamal and Rocky
partying with us unless I knew they were clean.  I did this for you, honey,
I know how much you love to have hot mancum up your ass... I wanted to make
this special for you."

"Mando!  You tricked me!  You planned this all along!?"

"Yeah, baby.  It's ok, isn't it?"

Josh's eyes wandered from his lover's drooling crimson horsecock, to the
drooling ebony horsecock standing proudly next to it, and finally, to the
drooling scarlet monstercock that was lumbering towards his tender, secret
orifice..

"Yes, sir." Josh responded with a submissive nod.

"Good boy."

Rocky slowly approached his trembling prey.  Josh was sitting there on the
couch, waiting for him, ready to take him on.  The blonde teen leaned
against the back of the sofa, his lithe, toned legs raised high, his
developing arms wrapped around them, tucked underneath his knees.  And
there it was, that sweet baby boy ass that Mando had told them about in so
much loving detail, opened wide to his gaze, the innocent pink rosebud
kissing the air, wordlessly begging to be connected to Rocco.  God, the boy
was breathtaking.  The man's heart thumped in his chest.  It was beyond
comprehension to him that he'd be topping this flawless speciman of young
manhood.  Hell, whenever he had some cute bottom boy willingly ride him, he
couldn't believe his luck.  It always felt like "Beauty and the Beast" to
him.  As a kid, he'd often been made fun of for being ugly, and even as he
grew, and built his body to the work of art it was today, he still never
turned heads.  Yeah, his body was really the only thing he had going for
himself, well that - and a cock that could fuckin' knock down a door.  It
was funny, Rocky thought, maybe that was why he was so hot for pretty young
guys.  For a few hours, he was connected to something beautiful and pure.
He - big, awkward, plain, hairy, short, middle-aged Rocco Tozzini - was
dominating, possessing something he desired so much.  The screams, the
yelps, the moans, the sobs - they were all for him.  He got what he wanted,
and they got what they wanted: they wanted his cock, wanted him to make
them dirty, make them cry, to cruelly ravage them, to defile their youthful
purity, make them feel like nasty little boys.

At that moment he felt envious of Armando.  Not only was the guy a fucking
knock-out with a killer cock, but he had this sweet thing all to himself.
And not only that, but they were in love.  He shouldn't feel envious, he
should feel happy for his best buddy, and grateful that the guy was sharing
this perfect love with him.  Josh really was something else, he was a
sweet, very horny kid with a big heart.  And not only that, but there was
something different in the way he looked at Rocky, the way the kid touched
him and kissed him, something that showed the kid cared for him, was
genuinely attracted to him, wanted him.  Josh's huge green eyes were
staring at him so intently.

"Oh Rocky, oh God.  I need you.  I need that cock.  You are so hot... Oh
God such a gorgeous stud.  Plow me, pleeeeease!  I want to feel you soooooo
bad!"

Mando had conveniently left a king-size bottle of Astroglide on the end
table.  Josh watched as the Italian hunk grabbed the bottle in his huge
fist and, turning it upside down, poured a veritable cascade of the slimy
lube onto his tremendous, burning, uncut cock.  It dawned on Josh that he
was about to be fucked by three beastly hung males, and all three of them
were uncircumsized.  The heavy, loose foreskin added to their primitive
appeal, keeping their macho, masculine cockbulbs moist and slimy, naturally
lubricated, always ready to slip into a tight, dark opening.  By this
point, Rocky's soup can cock looked like it had gone through a rainstorm.
The gushing splurts from the bottle continued on and on as the man drenched
his pecker.  Rivers of thick lubricant drooled down every gnarled surface,
pooling in his thick pubic hair, matting it down, dripping off his swinging
elephant nuts and onto the floor.  Rocky's free hand was spreading the
layers of thick goo all over the expansive surface of his superman schlong
- there was a hell of a lot of area to cover.  It looked to Josh as if the
stud were polishing some championship trophy, the man was an expert with
his equipment.  As soon as the mighty rod was shining and soaking wet, the
big man squeezed streams of the viscous fluid all over his massive, craggy
hand.  Josh closed his eyes and felt an incredibly thick finger - a finger
that might be the size of some men's cocks - burrow into his pursed
asslips.  Roughly, insistently, it opened him up and began to fuck in and
out.  As the finger burrowed deep inside him, Josh felt a strange bump on
the Italian's digit.  It was cold...  hard...  With a burst of recognition,
Josh surged with the knowledge, the dark, nasty, awful knowledge that
Rocky's wedding ring was buried in his 18-year-old boycunt!  The gold band
purposely being used as a tool by the experienced, middle-aged father to
add delicious pressure to his expert fingerfuck, to give his bottom boy
unique, delicious, forbidden pleasure!

A strangled scream escaped from the blonde teen as an unexpected orgasm
tore through his body, his aching, rigid prick gushing fountains of creamy
boyseed onto his chest and face.  Josh's entire mass was quaking, jerking;
his own high pitched wails and the man's deep, hearty guffaws filled his
ears; his anal walls were squeezing, clutching at the thick finger that was
now pressing and kneading his nerve-filled prostate.

As the boy's breaths returned to normal, the warm afterglow filling his
body, he felt the older cop lean forward and lock lips with him.  Rocky was
an amazing kisser, rough and tender, his fat tongue poking out, invading
Josh's oral cavity, tasting every inch of the kid's mouth, running over his
teeth, his gums, his inner cheeks, his pink tongue.  The man tasted of beer
and sweat, a combination that made the little teen groan.  The Italian's
stubble pressed hard against his face, burning his skin.  The man's teeth
bit Josh's lower lip firmly, but not hard enough to break the skin.  The
kiss was broken as the man licked and scooped up the sweet splooge that
covered the boy's slim body and face, hungrily swallowing it down in noisy
gulps.  When Rocky's lips once again reconnected with his, the taste of his
own tangy boyseed was now added to the delicious flavors that mingled in
the man's mouth.

Sometime during the steamy kiss and subsequent tongue bath, Rocky had
managed to cram three of his fingers up the teen's tight rear.  The
fingerfuck was no longer gentle and slow... Rocky was now punishing Josh's
chute with his digits, opening his fingers up while deep inside, stretching
the tender assflesh.  There was no need for dillydallying around here, Josh
was about to have a dick with a circumference of 10 inches inside his
petite, 18-year-old shitchute.  Josh's pained cries and trembling whimpers
broke the big stud's heart, but it had to be done.  Josh would thank him
for the preparation later.  A fourth finger squeezed it's way inside.  The
man was moving his hand in small circles, opening the rubber orifice,
making it gape wide to his glare.

"Holy shit, you're fucking tight, baby.  Oh God, calm down baby, calm
down...  You can do it honey, you can do it.  Oh God, Mando, are you sure
this kid can take it?"

Mando and Jamal were now sitting across the room, completely lost in this
surreal show.

"Oh yeah, Tozinni... I've fisted him a few times... that little ass can
stretch to something fierce.  Perfect bottom ass."

It was time.  The cop's hairy, slimy paw pulled itself out, leaving the
boy's asshole an unnaturally gaping chasm.

"Please, puh-puh-lease... go slow..."  Josh choked out between heavy,
faltering breaths.

It was now or never, Rocky Tozinni hunched down and pressed his monster
flesh against the kid's cornhole.  Even after all the stretching, the
inconceivable cockhead was still much larger than the opening.  It was like
trying to shove a sports bottle through a hole the size of a half dollar.
Rocky's mighty hands gripped the boy's skinny ankles and threw them over
his shoulders, his musclebound body pressing, falling, bearing down on the
boy pinned to the sofa beneath him.  His fingers now dug into the blonde's
tiny waist, pulling him, forcing him to accept the grotesquely oversized
phallus.  The pressure was building, building... even with half a bottle of
lube, the brawny cock just couldn't fit into that tiny slot.  Rocky gritted
his teeth, sweat poured down his forehead , he growled angrily in an
attempt to drown out the boy's pitiful yelps.
Building... building.. and...  and...

"AAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

A sound of pure torment, of unbearable agony, a bloodcurdling scream filed
the room.  Panic gripped the young teen, his body was writhing, kicking at
the man, his skin was covered in cold sweat.  His ass was splitting open.
Oh, God, he'd never be the same.  His ass would be stretched out forever!

"Please... please... oh my God... please... Josh... please... relax... Oh
God, I'm sorry, but I gotta do it..."

Inch by inch the older man continued to feed his giant dong into his boy...
knowing better, knowing what would be occurring soon...

Another inch cruelly dug into Josh's screaming rectum.  But...  As if
someone flipped a switch, all of a sudden the boy became completely silent,
his body went limp, a dreamy, unreal expression crossed his face.  The
humongous cudgel that was raping him just passed over his joy button.  It
wasn't just passing over it - it was flattening it!  Josh felt like his
prostate would shoot out the end of his dick!!!  It was incredible,
amazing, unrealistic - there was no feeling in the world that he had ever
felt that compared to what was going on inside his intestines as that
moment!  All pain, all fear, all doubt... they vanished in exquisite bliss.
Josh's eyes bugged out of their sockets before rolling back in his head.

"HA HA!  YEAH BABY!  You DID it!  YOU DID IT!  That there's the magic of a
Tozinni fuck, baby!  You feel that?  You feel that?"

Josh could only answer with gurgles and grunts. The boy's smooth legs fell
from the man's shoulders and wrapped themselves tightly around the hunk's
solid waist.

Rocky got the idea, and wrapped the boy tightly in a furry bear hug,
holding the little blonde twink in his enormous grasp.  Josh's arms, up to
that point completely limp, rose up to encircle the man's thick bull neck.
With no effort, Rocky lifted the boy into a standing fuck, the pale little
blonde glued to his massive, hirsute bulk.  The last inch and a half of
Rocky's fuckmeat wedged themselves up the teen's unbelievably tight channel
as the kid's weight settled on top of his prick.  Josh was pinned to the
man, connected, they were one with each other.

Josh felt the stud's muscled, hairy arms loosen as the cop's hands reached
down to cup his tiny, smooth buttocks for support.  The man was just so
powerfully built - he was literally carrying the boy around in his palms.
The delirious lug began to bound around the room with little Josh attached
to his schlong.  Every heavy, lumbering step caused the massive prick to
pound in and out of the raw boypussy.  Josh's head flung back in ecstasy.
He was RIDING this big cop!  His ass was actually RESTING on the man's
enormous, swollen scrotal sack!  This overflowing dong was busting his
prostate to pieces with every bounce!

"Josh!  Ha ha!  Lemme try something baby... Let go of me, that's it
baby..."

He was completely at the man's mercy.  Rocky's hands under his asscheeks
and that mighty cannon lodged inside him were the only things keeping him
from falling to the ground.  Rocky turned so that the boy's back was to his
audience, the unreal juncture of mancock cramming boyass on display for
Mando and Jamal's ravenous stares.  Rocky used his brute strength to lift
the boy up, the obese cock slurping its way back out of the clutching,
selfish boycunt.  Rivers of slimy lube were once again pouring from it.
When Josh's little opening was clinging to the last possible inch, Rocky
released the boy's ass from his his clutches.

OOOOOFFFF!  The wind was knocked out of the boy as the punishing fist of
cockflesh punched into his guts!  In his dizzy state, the boy heard the man
talk loudly.

"TA DA!!!  Haha, what do ya think?"

The boy heard applause, hoots and hollers.  Josh realized at that moment
that Rocky's hands were not back on his buttcheeks.  His lightweight body
was COMPLETELY supported by the sturdy girth of the studbeast's devil dong!
Josh yanked his head back to look wide-eyed into the Italian top's sweaty,
smiling face.  Without a word exchanged between them, their arms once again
encircled each other and their heads almost banged together with the force
of their kiss.  Neither man knew what had come over himself.  All they knew
was that they needed to be as close together as possible.  The action of
the two men couldn't even be described as a kiss, they were devouring each
other, each vying to consume the other.  Obviously, big Rocco was easily
beating Josh.  The man's thick, fat red tongue slurped across the youth's
face like a bear gobbling up its honey.  The wet surface slobbered over
every inch of the boy's sweet face, Rocky's drool soaked his cheeks, his
button nose, his forehead, his ears... even his eyelids!  Josh was in
complete ecstasy.  Soon he and Rocky established a furious rhythm, the
stocky man bending his knees and rutting into the air.  Josh was bouncing
up and down on that rod, his sucking ass being filled and emptied as he
rode the man like a pony.  With every jab into his rectum, Rocky's
extraordinary furry chest scratched against his tender white skin, his
hard, sensitive pink nips, and painfully/pleasurably against his dripping
hard boydick.  And through it all, man and boy's mouths were sucking
voraciously at each others' faces.  The middle-aged man attached his maw
all over the slim teen's shoulders and neck, and sucking painfully, left
painful, purple love bites all over Josh's milky white skin.  Josh was
crying in rapture, his slim arms wrapped tightly around the stud's stout,
bullish neck, his face buried in the oily, slick-backed hair on the
Italian's thick head.

It was like some primitive, wild, erotic dance to the men who were
witnessing the action.  Josh's sweaty back was still to them, his
overstretched chute wide open to their view, the tight ring frantically
clinging to the violent invader.  The back of his blonde head was jerking
maniacally back and forth as the big ape of a man balled him hard and deep.
The college boy's overworked body was absolutely swimming in sweat and he
began to slip and slide around in his new lover's grasp.

Rocky's huge, woolly body seemed to swallow up the boy.  His sinewy, shaggy
arms were gripping his possession tightly, his tree trunks of legs wide
open and bulging as they powered the rutting animal fuck.  Underneath the
18-year-old's smooth slutty assmounds swung the beast's bristly, furry rock
sack, boldly displayed for his competitors' inspection.  Every once in a
while, amidst a particularly ecstatic shout from the boy, Rocky peeked over
Josh's shoulder at his companions, throwing them a cocky grin or a
conspiratorial wink, grinning at the way the two men jerked each other off
as they watched their big boss master this bottom.  God, it'd been quite a
while since they'd all done something like this - it was a damn shame Colt
couldn't be here, too!

The huge, bulky cop carried his little baby blonde to the wall and pinned
the tiny body against it.  It was clear that the man was getting ready for
the final sprint.

BANG!  BANG!  BANG!  BANG!

Over and over the heavy hunk buffeted the little boy harder and harder
against the surface of the wall, his body hunching violently against his
prize.  Josh's slick body was riding up and down the cool surface.  The
older man's hungry mouth had fastened itself to the kid's smooth pecs.  Oh
God - the stud was biting his nipples!  It hurt!  It hurt so bad!  But it
hurt so so good!!  Josh's small hands buried themselves in the Italian
man's greasy black hair, holding the hunk's head against his chest, digging
in his nails, begging the topstud to hurt him more!

It went on like this for another 15 minutes - the screaming, the grunting,
the biting, the begging, the pain, the pleasure.  At one point, the little
teenboy balled his hands into tight little fists and began crazedly
bringing his arms down over and over again to pound into the massive, hairy
barrel chest - the thump of tiny fists on Rocky's muscular pecs drumming
wildly in synch with the gut-wrenching slurps and squishes coming from the
delirious twink's abused rectum.

"OH YEEEAAAAH, BOY!!  OH YEAH!!!  C'MON LITTLE MAN, HARDER!  HARDER!  SHOW
ME WHAT YOU GOT, SON!  MMM YEAH!  DADDY'S GOTCHA!  YOU CAN'T NEVER GET
AWAY!  DADDY'S BOY IS ALL HIS!!!"

Rocky's perspiration-drenched head glared at the incomparable beauty he was
conquering.  The man looked like a demon - his hair was disheveled, his
thick eyebrows wrinkled, drops of sweat fell from his crooked nose, his
sharp teeth were bared, his eyes rolled and bulged in their sockets.  The
blend of scents that had clung to the man in the bar, the Old Spice, the
Vitalis, it was all washed away, overwhelmed by the incredibly pungent,
spicy, musky odor of a rutting male in heat.  Josh immediately leaned
forward and kissed the vicious looking man with reckless abandon.  God this
Sicilian studgod was hot.

"YEAH!  OH!  OHHH!  UGH! UGH!  OH BABY!  BABY!  WHO'S YOUR DADDY!?  WHO'S
YOUR DADDY!?  WHO'S YOUR DADDY YOU PRECIOUS, PRECIOUS LITTLE BOYBITCH!?

"UGH!  UGH!  OH!  OH!  OHHHHH!!!  YOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUU!" the frantic boy
squealed as the almighty orgasm hit him.  "GOD!  UGHHHHH!  GOD!  OH GOD!!!!
SO BIG!!!!!  SO BIG!!!!  SO BIG!!!!  RAPE MY HOLE DADDY!!!!"

The superhuman girth of the Italian cop daddy's donkeymeat caused such
unbearable pressure in his anus that the muscles were barely able to
contract.  Like a tuning fork, the tremors emanated from his butt and
spread to his entire body, causing him to positively vibrate in his daddy's
hairy grasp.  Stream after stream of son spunk coated the cop's bristled
abs, lubricating the two bodies even further.

Josh's final acquiescence was also all the humpy top needed to explode his
gigantic, pent up load.  When Rocco Tozzini came, he came like a fucking
steam tugboat out of control.  He huffed and puffed as his eyes rolled back
in his head.  His olive skin turned a crimson red, his lips pursed, and his
hefty mass was shaking as though he were having an epileptic fit.  To an
outside observer, it would look as if the middle-aged stud were about to
spontaneously combust.  Just when it looked as if the man were about to
rupture....

"AAARrrrRRrRrrrRRrrRRrrRRgrrrrrrrGGRRGrgrgrRGGGHHhhhHHh!

The sound of the howling, triumphant alpha male shook the windows.  If
Rocky's cock was uncomfortably thick when it was erect, it swelled to even
larger, ass-punishing proportions when it was in the midst of nutting its
virile cargo into a welcoming womb.

Josh's head banged itself against the wall behind him - this wasn't
happening, this wasn't happening.  This man was sperming him over and over
and over again.  His slim frame couldn't handle it!  Oh God - his
intestines couldn't handle this much studcum!  He was going to burst!  It
was going to blow out his nose!  Oh God, it was so hot, scalding his tender
insides!  There was so so much!  God those huge bullballs must hold gallons
of seed!

Slowly, slowly, the Italian cop's spasms trickled down, until his body
jerked the last of it rich, creamy reserves into the very willing boyhole.
Josh and Rocky looked into each other's eyes and smiled warmly at one
another.

"Well, that sure was something.  Wasn't it kid?"

"I'll say!"

Still without effort, the middle-aged powerhouse lifted the kid off his
deflating dong with a deafening slurp and POP!  As soon as the huge plug
was pulled from the little blonde crevice, a torrent of thick, grade-A
Italian manmilk sloshed from the gaping boyhole and fell to the floor with
a sickening squish.

"It tickles!" Josh giggled as the jizz poured from him in great gushes.  It
was as if the little 18-year-old had sprung a leak!  As the Italian
Stallion admired his handiwork, Josh gave him a wicked grin and fell to the
floor, slurping up the escaped babyjuice that had pooled on the wooden
surface.

"Mmmmmm... Tastes real good" The slutty blonde fawned at his expert top's
feet.

Josh stood up and walked over to his lover Mando.  The cock he had fallen
in love with was soaking in its own juices.  It was a darker red than Josh
had ever seen it.  His lover was breathing heavily, a look of complete
carnal lust written on the gorgeous man's face.  Josh leaned over and met
his boyfriend in a violent, sex-starved liplock.  The impish blonde leaned
away from the huge form of his lover and turned his little ass towards the
man, spreading his cheeks wide for inspection.  More cock snot dribbled out
of the abused boypussy.

"Look what Rocky did to me, Mando." The boy whispered lustily as his older
lover licked his lips.

"It's beautiful, baby.  Beautiful." The stud cop whispered as he bent
forward to suck his superior officer's robust jism from his 18-year-old
lover's brutally stretched rectum.

"Oooooo!  Ohhhhh!  Mando!  Ohhh... I love you!  Oh, I love it when you eat
my butt!  Oh, Mando, it's soooo full of cum!"  Josh was beyond grateful to
the man he loved.  Mando was so good to share these big dicked tops with
him.  Oh... God, he couldn't wait to repay Mando back with as many hot
college bottom boys as he could find!  Josh felt another tongue lave his
ass... Oh God, it was Jamal - both men were sucking down Rocky's cum!  Oh,
God, he hadn't even experienced that enormous hunk of black meat yet.  He
was still so horny... Oh God Mando had given him the best night ever!

Across the room, a contented, sweaty Captain Rocco Tozzini plopped down in
the couch and lazily watched as his buddies rimmed out the insatiable
blonde.  Damn he had shown that little bitch who was daddy.  He knew that
after tonight, he would leave his buddy's place and Josh and Mando would be
back together again in their ignorant bliss.  But goddamn, if he hadn't
made that gorgeous young perfection forget all about the man he'd pledged
his heart to.  The man chuckled to himself, already reminiscing on the most
amazing fuck he'd ever had in his 42 years on this earth.  For an hour and
a half, the whole world was just him and a little twink boy who thought the
world of him, who thought he was the hottest thing alive.  Who knows, maybe
he'd be lucky and meet a guy like Josh one day?  Maybe the kid has some
friends he can introduce me to?  Nah, don't get your hopes up, Rocky ol'
boy.  His heavy cock hung limply, resting heavily on his fuzzy thigh.  He
was gonna be out for an hour or so for now... That little bottomless hole
swallowed up all he had.  He was a mature man now... he couldn't reload
quite as fast as used to!  Hell, it was just fine... he couldn't wait to
watch the next act!


THE END Continued in Chapter 5: Part Two of "The Twink Meets the Force" -
Josh's teenage ass is introduced to its first black cock, and another hot
cop visitor shows up to join the party!  Comments, suggestions, questions,
criticism PhinnyGene@aol.com