Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2009 23:09:46 -0800 (PST)
From: sioab <fsioab@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cop Fantasy Come True

With rare exception I am not into the leather scene and in fact find it to
be a turn off. You would never find me in a leather bar. But I love rodeo
and the occasional chaps on a hot and young cowboy does wonders for my
blood flow. A young hot cop has always been a fantasy of mine. The cop
fantasy scares me which I guess makes it all the more exciting but it was a
fantasy I thought would never become reality. Last night my world.

I left about 1 am from my best friend's bachelor party at an Inn out in the
middle of nowhere. Sean is my best friend. We have been close since the
third grade and even explored our sexuality together a few time in our
junior and senior years of high school. We came to the conclusion that I
was gay and he was straight but we never let that in any way impact our
friendship. Now at the ripe old age of 24 Sean was getting married. Sean
knew I liked to watch men do anything sexual and told me that I had to be a
part of his wedding and that I would enjoy the party because there would be
lots of sex for me to watch, big dicks fucking chicks all over the place
and he was right. I saw a lot of guys, about 30 in all, and all of them were
hot. They were friends of mine and some of Sean's that I did not know, and
when it came to sex they were not in the least bit inhibited. Sean had
reserved a large suite and alcohol flowed like water, dancers danced and
women were everywhere. Soon pants were off and dicks were up and I was in
heaven. Everyone fucked someone except Sean and of course. I was out of the
equation. As far as I could tell I was the only gay guy there. So, just as
the party started to wind down and cum dripped everywhere I decided to
start my 20 mile journey back to civilization and my little one bedroom
part of it.

Not being a part of the orgy I was hotter than fire from all the action and
could not wait to get home and rub a big one out, or maybe two! I left the
parking lot and headed south. I was not five minutes into my drive when the
flashing red and blue lights lit up the early morning sky behind me. I had
only 2 drinks and those over several hours so I was not drunk but it might
still show up if this cop gave me a sobriety test. I was scared shitless to
say the least. The last thing I needed was a DUI.

Slowly I pulled onto the shoulder of the road and turned the engine off. I
waited what seemed to be an hour because I was nervous but was only a few
minutes. I pulled my wallet out to show my license and insurance papers
just as the officer approached my window. I was too nervous to look up. His
flashlight lit up the inside of my car as he asked for my papers and did a
quick scan of the inside of my car. He looked at my papers and asked if I
had been drinking. I answered that I was at a bachelor party but had only
two drinks. He seemed puzzled. Who in their right mind has only two drinks
at a bachelor party. Part of the reason is to party hearty. Yet, here I
sat, sober.

For the first time I glanced up at the policeman. He seemed young. He was
fit and as the head lights of his car lit up his face he was really cute.
Just my luck. Here I am hot and in a hurry to get home and instead of an
old, fat cigar chomping cop I get the opposite. I was now hard as a rock
and just wanted to get home. His light hit my lap and there is no way in
hell he would not see my hardon through my white pants. His light lingered
a bit too long and he seemed to be almost as nervous as I was. He began to
fidget a bit and I saw his hand move toward his crotch ever so slowly. The
road was deserted this time of morning and I knew that no one else would be
leaving the inn for the night and apparently so did he. He asked if I might
be interested in avoiding a ticket to which I replied I would do anything,
and I mean anything. He told me there was a turn off to a small side road
about a mile down the highway and to follow him. He got into his car and
pulled away. I started my engine and was soon turning off the highway. I
don't remember my dick ever being this hard in my entire life.

I saw his car stopped in the distance and slowly I pulled up behind his car
and turned off my lights. He was out of his car and leaning against the
trunk. I opened my door and walked toward him. I now got a better look at
him. He was about 6 foot tall, maybe 170 pounds and really much more
handsome than I at first saw. He must be a little older than I am. He
seemed to be about 26 or so. I stood in front of him and he told me that
his name was Warren and that he was not gay. He was married but his wife
was pregnant and he had not had any sex for a few months now. She would not
even give him a hand job. I made mental note to thank her if I ever see
her. He said that since I had so little to drink at the party he assumed
that I was gay. Damn. He is intelligent too. I thought how lucky his wife
must be. He asked if I was interested and told me that if I was not that he
would understand and I could leave. By now I could not get my legs to move
even if I wanted to leave. I was interested.

I walked up to him and put my hand on his crotch. He groaned at my touch.
He was not hard but I knew that it would not take long. I really like
straight guys. They seem to innocent. As I rubbed his crotch I could tell
that he was beginning to get hard and his dick seemed to be a nice one. I
unbuckled his belt and opened the button of his pants. He just groaned
again and leaned against the vehicle. I grabbed his zipper and began to
slowly lower it, exposing his white briefs in the process. His dick was
clearly outlined in the moonlight within the confines of his hot underwear.

I never wear underwear but it is so sexy on men. I caressed his dick
through his underwear moving up and down its length which seemed to be
about 7 inches of so and a nice thickness to it. I was seriously in heat at
this point. I dropped to my knees and gently lowered my lips to the cloth
covered throbbing dick and ran my tongue up and down getting his underwear
damp in the process. I felt his hand on the back of my head. I reached for
the band of his underwear and gently tugged it down exposing the head of
his dick. He was uncut!!! I had really lucked out and his pubes were thick
and everywhere. I really love pubes and uncut dicks.

I ran my tongue over the head and let it slip into the slit. He was
approaching enlightenment. He said nothing but moaned his approval. Slowly
I lowered more of his underwear until it was under his nuts. They were
hairy and a good size and pulled up tight even before the underwear pushed
them up more. He was horny as hell. I ran my tongue up his dick and then
engulfed him in one smooth move halfway down his rock hard shaft. He could
no longer hold back and I heard him say "Fuck. Suck my cock!" I began to go
up and down his shaft going a little farther each time until my nose was
buried deep in his pubes. At this point we were both in heaven as his cock
throbbed against the back of my throat. I began to suck with a slow rhythm
that gave pleasure to both of us. I wanted more. I lowered his pants and
underwear to his ankles and had him step out of them. I told him to get up
on the trunk and lay back. He did as he was told with a puzzled look on his
face but I had a plan and I was not to be denied. I lifted his legs up and
started to lick his nuts and then lower to that special area just before
you get to the prize. Slowly my tongue moved downward and in a moment of
lust I ran my tongue over his asshole. He almost passed out from the sheer
pleasure. He said he had never experienced such a feeling and again his
hand was on my head forcing my tongue deeper and deeper into paradise. He
was almost out of control. On and onI went until it seemed he could take no
more. I quickly lowered his legs and moved back to his cock and deep
throated him just as he unloaded his cum down my throat. I pulled off a
little so I could get a good taste and it was sweet on my tongue having no
bitterness at all. What a prize. He was lost to the world for a few minutes
and when he came back to the moment he slid off the trunk and pulled his
underwear up but then looked at me and realized that I had not gotten
off. He asked what he could do knowing that he was not gay. I told him that
I would jack off and wanted him to piss so I could watch. He agreed and
lowered his underwear again. I started to jack off and after a few minutes
the hot piss began to flow from that uncut cock. I came hard shooting a big
load for me. If there had been a contest for distance I would have won. He
was still pissing as I wiped the cum from the end of my dick with my
fingers and then reached down and held my fingers in his stream to wash
them off. I put them to my lips and licked them clean. He was stunned but
said nothing.

I could tell by the look on his face that he was getting nervous as
straight boys do after the guilt sets in and pulled himself together. He
politely thanked me and told me that it would be some time before he had
sex with his wife again, even after the baby came and that he was always on
patrol on the stretch of highway every Friday through Tuesday and if I were
ever in this area again he would be at the inn at the same time each night.
He said that sometimes he had a partner but that was rare but he thought
that his partner might be interested as well.

We said our goodbyes and he drove down the road as I turned around and
headed once again to my little one bedroom hole in the city.