Those two cops are talkin’ about me. Sittin’ there on that rest area bench in their dark green uniforms. One’s staring right at me with this mean sonofabitch look and his partner’s whisperin’ in his ear and shooting me dirty looks every now and then.What they going to do? Arrest me for subtlety.
I mean, sure, I’ve been sitting here ogling them for the last ten minutes, occasionally adjusting the bulge in my crotch, but hey, who’s to say I’m not just scratchin’? Besides I ain’t breakin’ no law.
The mean cop is the most barrelly-chested bastard I ever saw, with huge pec muscles pushing out his green highway patrol shirt and his waist tapering down to nearly nothing. He’s got these forearms that look like black fur-covered ham hocks and his legs are spread wide on the bench. He looks like he’s really packin’ and I’m not referring to the gun at his hip, either.
The other cop is thinner, more compact, though he has some muscle on him. Smooth and blond. He looks a bit older, like in his late 40s and he has a slight paunch that pushes against his waistline. He obviously is the brains while the other guy’s the brawn. The older, brainy cop whispers into the brawny cop’s ear.
Man, my cock is so hard in my jeans. It’s making a clear obtrusive bulge in my pants and I’m surprised they haven’t arrested me for indecent exposure. I move it a little so it’s not so tight. It feels so good being touched, I can feel the precum beading just under the foreskin.
I’m imagining them bending over and me taking my turns on their tight bubble butts while I smoke a stogie and slap their butts. Cop pay-back. Makes me grin.
The mean cop stands straight up. He’s not that tall, but the bulk of his chest and the slight of his waist make him look massive. He touches his holster and looks away. Then he starts walkin’ this way. His partner talks into the walkie-talkie thing clipped to his shirt and, shit, looks like I’ve done it this time.
“Sir, we need you to come with us,” the mean cop growls through clenched teeth.
Fuck me.
I stand up, thinking at any moment the cuffs are coming out and my Miranda rights are getting read to me – all for lusting after men in uniform.
The other cop walks up to his partner. “Half an hour,” he says to his partner.
“That’s enough,” the mean cop says. His hand rests on his holster. He grabs me by my shirt collar and pulls me to my feet and my heart is pounding a mile a minute as I’m hustled down the rest area sidewalk.
“What have I done, officer?” I ask in the most inoffensive tones I can muster.
“Shut the fuck up,” the mean officer growls, poking me in the kidneys.
The blond cop laughs and adds, “Oh, I think we all know what you’ve done, faggot.”
Shit.
They hustle me into the rest area men’s room. The restroom is empty – cream painted cinder block walls and dark green tile - and while the big cop is shovin’ me up against a concrete wall, the other cop is putting out a yellow sign that says “Out of Service.” He locks the door and I’m alone with these brutes.
“You think you can eye us, faggot, and get off scot-free?” the barrel-chested cop growls low in my ear. I can feel the huge muscle of his arm pushing against my back and his breath on my neck and I can smell his brutish cologne. It kind of hurts and the cinderblock against my face is rough and cold.
I struggle a little thinking I could really get fucked up here if I’m not careful. And who they going to believe? Me or two highway patrolmen?
“I haven’t done anything,” I grunt, struggling.
The cop just pushes against my back harder. “I haven’t done anything,” he says in a mocking over-femmy voice.
This pisses me off and I struggle harder.
“This is what you done,” he barks, and I feel his full body slam against my back, pinning me to the wall. His hips crush into my ass, the huge bulge in his cop pants push at my ass cheeks through my jeans. He grinds his big hard junk into my ass and, although I try to fight a bit at first, the feeling of his hard manly cock against my ass feels so good and I find myself leaning my hips back into his.
The mean cop laughs low and growly. “Yeah, thought you’d like that, cocksucker,” he says.
The other cop slides up against the wall next to me, his back to the wall, His face is in my face. “You’re one bad little cocksucker, ain’t ya?” he whispers. “I see you’re an eager little whore for my partner’s cock, aren’t you, faggot?”
“Fuck you,” I say through gritted teeth. “This cinderblock hurts, assholes.”
The mean cop chuckles, his breath hot against my neck. He grinds his hips into my butt and in spite of myself I groan a little. “Fight all you want, cocksucker,” he growls. “It just makes me harder.”
He steps back, though, easing off a little so my face isn’t crushed against the wall.
“I’ll cooperate, officers,” I say. “I am not resisting arrest.” My cock is getting hard.
The mean cop reaches his hand down the back of my pants and I feel his fat, spit-soaked finger invade my asshole with a slow strong insistency that makes me moan like his bitch and push back onto it.
The other cop laughs. “Fuckin’ fag, all right,” he says. He pulls his green cop shirt up over his head. For a second, his tight muscled armpit is just inches from my face with his soft downy blond hair fanning out. He smells sweaty, but clean. Instinctively, my tongue reaches out, but he pulls away, laughing an evil laugh.
“Yeah,” the big cop growls, shoving his finger deeper in my hole. “We figured you’d try take charge, fucker.”
“But we’re in charge here, cocksucker,” the blond cop says, fingering a brown nipple of his.
Fuck. My mouth is watering, my boner’s throbbing against the cinder block wall. The big cop is grinding his fucking ample finger up into my butt and the other guy is tormenting me with his beautiful armpit and what’s a bear to do?
“Yes sir, officers,” I groan, “You’re in charge. “
The mean cop pulls his finger out of my ass suddenly and my breath leaves my body with the aching desire of it and the older cop laughs, his hand playing with the hair on his armpit. The mean cop turns me violently around and slams my back against the cinder blocks. He grins devilishly as he shows me the finger he’s had up my butt for the last few moments.
“Clean it up,” he says. Then he grabs the back of my head and forces the finger deep into my throat. His finger is thick and meaty and he’s not being gentle and it’s everything I can do not to gag, but I’m also turned on and trying to be obedient and I lick it and I see he’s half-closing his eyes with a soft mmm.
“Damn, this cocksucker knows what he’s doing,” he murmurs to the other cop.
“Let me see,” he replies. The finger is pulled out of my mouth and he forces my head into the older cop’s armpit and for a moment, my face is smashed hard into the muscle and sweat and hair there, but after a bit, he backs off and I can lap up the delicious manly armpit like a good puppy. The cop is groaning and I’m hearing the sounds of buckles unbuckling and zippers unzipping and clothing falling to the floor.
“I’m not resisting,” I say when I come up for air.
This makes the blond cop smile and the mean cop chuckle.
“It wouldn’t do you no good anyway,” the mean cop says. I turn and realize he’s standing there entirely nude. He is massive. His chest is a huge barrel of muscle and black hair and his waist is trim and tight. His thighs overwhelm me with their massive ripple of muscle and thick bulk. His cock is also fat and ample and hard and throbbing straight out from his body. The reservoir tip of the condom he’s wearing is already heavy with salty precum. He is dribbling lube on his dick.
“Not that you deserve lube,” he says to me. His forearms are thick slabs of muscle and black fur.
“I call south end,” he says to his partner.
“As always,” the older blond cop says. I turn and see he’s also stark naked. He’s compact and very smooth. Maybe he shaves. He has a thin treasure trail down to a big blond bush out of which throbs a very nice curvy cut cock. His balls dangle low behind them. “I guess that leaves me what you do best, cocksucker,” he says.
The mean cop grabs my pants by the belt and jerks them off my body. Once again his fingers begin roughly invading my crack all slick with lube. The other cop is pulling my shirt off and before he throws it to the floor, he puts it to his face and deeply inhales.
The blond cop leans up against the cinder block wall and thrusts his hips out at me. I kneel down before him, my hands moving up over his little paunchy belly and to his tits which I pinch with little mercy.
“Aw fuck!” he cries and the other cop laughs. I can hear his cock thwap thwapping as he watches me kneeling before his partner.
“Suck him!” the mean cop orders me.
My lips suck up the underside of the cop’s ample curvy cock and he groans. I’m rubbin’ my fingertips harshly across his nipples as I slide my mouth all the way down his cockshaft, slicking it up with my spit as I go.
“Goddamn!” the mean cop shouts. “Goddamn, look at that hungry faggot.”
I’m damned if I ain’t going to give these cops the ride of their lives and my dick is so fuckin’ hard it could shatter at any moment, but I’m not even thinking of touching myself in front of these guys.
As I suck on the blond cop’s cock, I hear the big cop getting down on his knees behind me. His fingers roam into my crack again and his finger pops inside my pucker and I gasp with the fuckin’ good feeling of it then resume sucking his partner’s cock.
Next thing I know I’m feeling the big fat uncut cockhead at my back door. Shit, this guy’s thick. He’s going to rip me apart.
“He’s going to rip you in two,” the blond cop murmurs, reading my mind. He reaches down to his pants on the floor, pulling the handcuffs off his belt. He grabs me by the hair and pulls me off his cock.
“Give me your wrists, cocksucker,” the guy growls.
“No,” I say. Half because it’s kind of a turn-on to resist, but half because I’m kind of afraid of getting handcuffed.
The mean cop doesn’t hesitate. He pushes that fat fuckin’ cock into my butt with a speed and an insistence that makes me see stars. The pain is excruciating. I holler and then grit my teeth and growl. I’m lost in the pain.
“Don’t you black out, fucker,” the mean cop says, smacking the back of my head.
The blond cop smacks his cock against my face a few times and some precum lobs off onto my cheek and lips and the taste wakes me up.
And I’m pissed off. And I’m horny as fuck. And I’m going to take this like a fuckin’ man and show them what I’m made of. I grit my teeth and try to focus on letting the muscles relax back there and accepting this monster cop’s cock in my butt.
“That’ll teach you not to say no to us,” the blond cop hisses. “Now give me your wrists.”
I put my hands behind my back and the cop bends over and slaps the cuffs on. I’m breathing hard, trying to get control of my body. The blond cop stands back upright and, for a moment, his hand is tender on the underside of my chin.
“You okay, partner?” he says gently to me. I look up into his eyes. These guys aren’t going to really hurt me. They are just fulfilling my fantasy for me. They know me better than I do.
“Didn’t hear you, sir,” I say.
The blond cop leans closer in, “I said, you okay?”
I spit in his face. After a moment of shock, he removes his hand from my chin and wipes the spit off his face. He smiles a little. I’m fulfilling one of his fantasies, too, after all.
“Fuckin’ pig,” I say.
I hear the mean cop with his cock in my butt groan. The blond cop doesn’t hesitate, but brutally shoves his cock deep into my throat. I can barely breathe and tears are coming to my eyes as the blond cop fucks my face eagerly while the mean cop slowly pulls his cock out of my butt to the tip before slamming it down to the pubes again.
Each time the mean cop thrusts my cuffed hands contact his bush and muscled lower abdomen and that just turns me on more.
I have never felt such pain. I have never been so horny. I want these men so bad I would do fuckin’ anything for them. The brutality only increases the desire.
“Aw fuck, yeah,” the mean guy shouts. He puts his beefy hand on my shoulder and shoves my body down onto his cock. I’m sucking the blond guy’s cock for all it’s worth and the sweat is rolling off my forehead down my neck and through the hair on my chest. The mean cop is fucking my butt in earnest, my back arched and eager for each thrust; the blond cop is fucking my face with an intensity that shows me he’s about to bust a nut.
“Gawd, aww!” he yells as he pops his jizz deep down my throat. And it’s a fuckin’ huge load, thick and musty tasting. As jet after jet of ropey cum slops into my mouth and throat, he continues thrusting his cock deep in me, shoving his sperm all the way down.
“Eat it, fuckin’ faggot!” the cop yells. “Eat my spunk!”
And I’m licking up every drop while the mean cop groans loud and pounds my ass with a new ferocity. Bambambam, my ass is going to hurt for a week.
“Yeah, fuck that cocksucker, partner!” the blond cop says.
And at that moment, I feel the cop’s cock twitch in me and I feel his chest cave and he bellows “Fuuuuuck!” as he cums wave after wave of orgasm deep inside my butt. His arm surrounds my chest and pulls me even tighter against him, my arms crushed between my back and his muscled barrel chest. He is still groaning and thrusting, milking that cock for every last drop.
The blond cop circles around me and looms over the mean cop.. The mean cop pulls out of me and his condom slaps to the floor full and wet with lube and spunk. He looks up at the blond cop who grabs his softening cummy cock and slaps his partner in the face. The mean cop puts up his arms and shows his muscles and growls a big tiger roar.
I’m so sore from that ass-pounding. I manage to half turn, half sit on the floor with my arms and back to the wall. My burning ass resting on the cool floor.
The blond cop kneels in front of his partner and the two cops are in each other’s arms and making out like a couple of lesbians. They hands pulling the other guy’s face into theirs, their lips and tongues locked in deep rut, their cocks still mostly hard and throbbing against each other between their strong aggressive bodies.
It’s truly impressive. A massive fantasy come true.
Or half of one…
I laugh my most evil laugh possible.
“Okay, fuckin’ faggots,” I growl. “Which one of you cocksuckers are going to uncuff me and take his punishment for false arrest?”
They turn and look at me. A devilish grin on both their faces.
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