Cop Sucker. Part 01

"COP SUCKER"

 

This is a story of a young man and his encounter with a Uniform Motorcycle City Policeman. It contains domination and male-to-male sexual encounter. No intent of any particular person or persons should be intended. No one was injured in this story and all participants were willing. If you are offended by, man-to-man sexual contact or you are under legal age in you country or state, then read no further.

Story by Dick Clinton at eyeMrich1@msn.com

Part 01, Forced Entry

 

I had always been attracted to a man in uniform. I surmised it was because when I was a youngster, all military men had to wear their uniforms when on leave or shore duty. I always admired the firemen and policemen as well. I assumed it was the "hero" effigy we all looked up to.

 

When I was living in an apartment building in Oakland there were two or more city policemen living in the same building. I would witness they trailing in or out nearly every day. They seemed friendly enough, but they always were in too much an urgency to stop and chat or not interested in conversation with me.

 

One day I went to our steam room to relax after a long day at work. There were two men sitting on the redwood bleachers enjoying the sauna. When I entered, one of the men left and went to the showers, leaving me alone with the other one. He looked rather familiar, but sometimes people look different when you see them without any clothes on. I spoke to him; he nodded and said "Hi".

We rested quietly for a while and then he slowly pulled his towel from his midsection exposing his firm naked body to its fullest. He looked unbelievably sexy. The sweat and steam rolled down his firm abs to his crotch area. He had a nice tan, except where his bathing suit had covered his thighs and buttocks. He had full head of black hair and a small amount of body hair running from his chest to his groin. I had observed when I came into the steam room, he look down at me and flashed a quick smiled, his teeth glimmered in the semi-dark steam room. He was a handsome stud.

I was sitting to one side, and had a good view of his big low hanging moist cock and balls. He sat back and relaxed as the steam filled the room. He adjusted his balls and cock and then withdrew his hand.

 

I was admiring his tasty looking orbs and perfectly shaped penis as he rested with his back against the wall He closed his eyes. He began to get a semi-hard on, and it continued to firmly develop until it was fully erect. He made no effort to cover himself, and once again adjusted his balls. I could not resist this beauty lurking before me, just ready and waiting for my attention and care.

 

I touched his leg with one hand and paused. He made no effort to resist so, I continued up his thigh until I was caressing his balls. His cock continued to grow and throbbed at my touch. He spread his legs giving me the definite sign that he needed more attention and gave me better access to his privates. I positioned myself between his legs, guided his hard throbbing cock to my salivating mouth, and went down on him. He gave out a deep and surprising sigh of pleasure.

I continued sucking and licking his cock and balls until I soon had him ready to have his orgasm. He grasped the back of my neck, held me down over his gushing cock releasing load after load of warm sperm into my willing mouth. I finished ingesting and savoring his cum until he relaxed and his penis got soft. He took his towel, stood and headed to the shower, without saying a word. I left soon after and returned to my apartment. I still was trying to recall his stern handsome face.

 

The next week I was sunning by the pool, when I saw two of the policemen that are living here, walk by the pool area as they were leaving the building. I recognized one of them as the one I had sucked off in the sauna room last week. He walked by the pool, looked over the girls, spoke and flirted with a few of them then walked on. He saw me sitting there in the sun. He looked at me, smiled and spoke.

 

"Hi, buddy. How’s it going today?"

 

I was rather surprised but pleased with the recognition. He looked impressive in his tailored policeman’s uniform; and a bit cocky and sure of himself, but I liked that too.

 

That same evening I was coming in from dinner at a local restaurant, when he pulled up on his motorcycle in front of the apartment building. I stopped to watch him park his hog on the sidewalk parking spot. He knew I was observing him and he slowly took off his biker glasses, helmet and his leather riding gloves. He lifted one leg over the cycle and stood up. He was a awesome looking stud and he knew it. I knew my mouth must have been open and my face flush red. I was in awe at his manly appearance. He nodded directly at me and spoke.

  

"Which apartment are you in buddy?"

 

“I...I..I'm in 208.” I stuttered.

He spoke out in a deep demanding voice saying.

 

"Meet me there in ten minutes."

Then he turned his back to me and started locking up his hog. I was in a state of shock at his sudden demands and almost froze on the spot. He turned and looked back at me standing like an idiot and said once again in a stronger tone of voice.

 

“I said ten minutes, fucker!” Then he went back to his bike.

 

I quickly opened the apartment gates and rushed up the stairs to my apartment to make sure that everything was in order. I was breathless when I arrived. I remember how beautiful he was naked and how great his cock had freely given me a wonder full load of cum. I could feel my heart beating and my face flush warm with excitement. I trembled like a young boy in heat anticipating some hot sex with this policeman.

 

Soon there was a knock at the door. I hesitated for a moment then I took a deep breath, composed myself and opened the door. There he stood in full uniform, leather jacket, pants, and gun…the whole nine yards. He had replaced his helmet and glasses, which made him even hotter. What a hunk, I thought to myself.

 

"Come in." I stuttered.

 

I was sweating and short of breath. He swaggered into my entrance way door. His black, highly polished boots made a tapping noise on the tile as he walked into my apartment.

 

"Am I under arrest?" I said trying to break the silence.

 

He didn't smile, but sternly looked into my face, reached around his hip to quickly obtain his handcuffs and said.

 

"If that’s the way you want it punk." He said firmly, as he advanced to me, and forcibly shoved my body against the wall.

 

He immediately began giving me a body search; roughly feeling me up and down, reaching to my crotch area and groped my hard cock. He yanked my hands down from the wall, and placed the handcuffs on my wrists.

 

I was excited, yet nervous about this dramatic scene. I had never been in this situation before. I have always been in control but right now, I was at this hunk’s mercy. He leaned his body towards me as he once again grabbed my hard cock.

 

"What’s this, cocksucker, you got a hard on? He asked.

 

I nodded to my dominant master. He roughly unbuttoned my jeans and yanked them down over my hips. They fell to my ankles. I wear no shorts, so there I stood with a hard on, my hands behind my back, and my ‘bowling ball butt at his exposure.

 

With one of his leather clad hands he roughly started caressing and pulling on my balls while the other hand he was manipulating my seven one half inch cock. He removed his helmet, dropped it on the floor, embraced me and roughly planted a deep hard kiss on my mouth. This maneuver caught me off balance and I fell against the wall. He once again, roughly turned me around, and pushed my face against the wall, leaving my bare ass at his exposure. He placed one of his fingers into my mouth forcing me to suck on it. When his finger was wet, he placed it near my asshole. I flinched. I had never been fucked before so this made me nervous.

 

"Oh, you still a virgin, cocksucker? Well perhaps we should change this. What do you think? Do you think I should shove my cock up your virgin asshole?"

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I felt uncertain as his leather-clad hands caressed my back and buttocks. He wet his finger once again and started to explore my anus. Suddenly he positioned himself behind me and spread my buttocks. He massaged my asshole and then he lunged forward and plunged his hot wet tongue into my asshole. It felt rapturous and he was sensational. His hot moist tongue rapidly lapped my hole and I started to relax and enjoy it.

 

He abruptly stood again, turned me back to his face, and kissed me once more. He placed his strong hands to my shoulder and shoved me to my knees. I was still in the handcuffs as he pulled my face into his crotch. I could smell and taste the leather pants he was wearing. He held my face close to him as he unzipped his pants. I was anticipating the next move.

 

He opened his leather pants, and pulled out his hard cock and balls surrounded by a tight fitting silver cock ring. He pulled out his balls so I could lick them as I would his cock. He guided my face to his cock and forced me to suck him. I could not do anything except use my lips and tongue. I swirled his salty juices around in my mouth, now tasting his pre-cum and the manly sweat from his balls. I thought I was doing a good job considering, but he pulled away and pulled me back up to my feet.

 

I was turned around once more and placed with my head against the wall as he kicked my legs further apart. I had managed to get one leg out of my jeans so I could maneuver better. He firmly grabbed my buttocks and spread them apart once more, and then moved his finger down to my wet asshole. He placed his leather-clad finger up my ass, and after a quick massage, withdrew his finger and replaced it with the head of his wet cock.

Once he found the entry, he slowly, but forcibly entered my asshole. It hurt like hell when he first entered, but he continued until it gradually slid all the way in. I jumped and started to yell out, but he put his leather glove over my mouth. He stopped his movements for just a short time then he started to move his hot cock in my aching asshole. I was still hurting but the hurt began to subside as he moved. My asshole was becoming accustomed to his entry. I tried to relax as he kept shoving in and out. I held on for dear life. I had no choice but to let him use me. I started to feel more relaxed and began to enjoy it. I still had tears running down my face from the painful entry, but slowly I felt a good sensation and less pain. I became more excited once again, and my cock started to get hard as he manipulated my cock while he fucked and used my body for his pleasure.

 

He placed his leather-clad hands to each of my buttocks as he pulled me into his protruding hard cock. I could feel his big balls hitting against my asshole and occasionally the hard feel of his cock ring. Between lunges, he would slap my bare buttocks, first on one cheek, then the other. The sting of the leather against me stung at first, but after a few hits I found it stimulating. He would spit on his cock as it entered my hole to help lubricate my dry virgin hole. His breathing became heavier as he pounded away at my sensitive but willing raped ass.

 

He was now building up a faster rhythm as I backed in to my intruder to satisfy him. I could feel his cock starting to swell and then he lunged several times into my tender hole and started releasing his manly sperm deep into my ass. I was beginning to enjoy it now but it would soon come to an end. He held his cock in me as he jacked off my throbbing cock until I shot my load all over the wall and floor. Some of it even splattered on his boots. I almost fell on the floor in pleasure.

 

He pulled his wet cock out of me and rubbed it against my buttocks. He forced me around again as I fell to the floor with my legs now crossed. I was eye level with his cock. He aimed his wet cock, now dripping with his manly sperm and my body juices and forced it into my mouth.

 

"Clean off my cock, you cock sucking, asshole." he said to me.

 

I licked his cock and balls until they were clean then he forced me to take it all the way down my throat. I could not breathe too well so he released me. I came up for air and noticed his cock was ready to go again. He started to pump his cock into my mouth again and I gladly received him. Then he gasped and started to cum again. His cumming cock slipped from my mouth and his remaining cum squirted on my face and lips. I continued to lick off the remainder of his cum and milk down his cock. He stood there for a while then stepped back a couple of feet to adjust his pants and put his cock back in his leathers. He looked down at his boot where some of our cum had splattered from both our orgasms. He looked angry with me, took my head and forced it down to his boots.

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"You fucking punk. You came on my boot. Now you have to lick it off and shine that boot with your tongue. Now get to work."

 

I started licking his boot then shined his boot with my tongue and hair. He seemed pleased as he pulled me back up again, this time reaching for his handcuff key and releasing my sore bound wrist. He leaned roughly into me as we fell against the wall. He planted a tongue sucking, lip-biting kiss on me and then he lapped at my face and mouth to clean and taste his own cum.

 

I stood pleasantly exhausted. He placed his sunglasses back on, then his helmet, and put his handcuffs back in the cuff pocket. Never once did he look away from my eyes. He looked as though he was in deep thought then he said to me.

 

"You are not through yet, punk. Get back on your knees and take my cock back into your mouth. I have to take a piss."

 

I did as he commanded, wondering what was in store for me next. This was another new experience for me. I wasn’t sure I was ready to do this. I placed his soft cock back into my warm mouth. He grabbed my head and held it down on him until my lips rested at the base of his cock near the cock ring.

 

I was well aware why he was starting to relax. He held me on his beautiful cock until I felt a warm stream of his piss entering my mouth. I gagged and immediately tried to pull away. I had never done such a thing but neither had I been fucked. He was in control of me and he knew it. I took a deep breath as his warm sweet piss was going down my throat. I started to swallow and let it trickle down my throat. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. In fact, I found it quite exciting being used by this Policeman hunk. He squirted one last trickle then released my head. By this time, I was slurping away at his piss slot. I looked up at his handsome face as he looked down at me in approval.

 

"See, punk, that wasn’t so bad. I was just marking my territory. Now one more thing before I leave."

 

He slowly opened his belt and pulled down his leather pants. I was still holding on to his hairy balls and licking at his cock. He quickly turned around with his tight butt cheeks staring into my face. He held my head, guided it to his musky ass, and pulling his cheeks apart, guided my face into his ass.

 

His body still had the musky scent of his masculine body, mixed with the scent of leather. I was turned on to him once again. There is something about a man's body that gets your hormones stirring. I eagerly spread his buttocks, and licked my tongue up and down his hairy butt crack. He bent over to give me better access to his body.

 

I wanted to tongue fuck his tender tasty ass and please him. He sighed slightly and then started to masturbate his cock while I licked at his brown puckering anus. It was tight and had the scent of manly sweat and leather. I shoved my face into his butt and tongue fucked him deep and fast. I wanted him to feel as good as he had made me feel earlier, when his tongue was in my virgin ass. He smelled so hot and tasted so good. I took a deep whiff and plunged my fast moving tongue back in his warm musky crack.

 

I started to jack off, as my cock had once again come to full length. He was going to cum again and turned quickly around as he shot his third load of cum all over my face. I opened my mouth to lap at the stream of man sperm spattering my face. It ran down my cheeks and into my mouth. This stud cop sure could cum a lot. It was great. He paused then milked the last drops of cum from his cock and wiped it on my lips. He took a deep sigh as he quietly put his cock back into his leather pants then buckled his belt and put away his cuffs.

 

I sat on the floor in my own cum and his dripping from my face. I was pleasantly exhausted. I looked up at him as he dressed. He turned towards the door to leave then he turned once again to me and said.

 

"I will be back here again next week same day, same time. Get your asshole cleaned up and be ready for another fuck, you cocksucker." Then he left the apartment.

On to part 2

 

Story by Dick Clinton eyeMrich1@msn.com

Upgraded- 7/16/16 , Word Count, 3,133, Pages 12