COP
SUCKER
PART
02, “Willingly Forced”
That
night I slept very well, but when I woke the next morning, my
thoughts were of my Policeman master. I had always been the dominant
person in my sexual encounters, but now he had taken control over me.
I had made a sudden change in my sexual attitude. When you are fond
of another person, you do things you never thought of doing before.
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I
could still smell the man sex and leather in the apartment from the
night before. I hadn’t bothered to cleaned up the cum that was on
the tile floor or the stain marks on the wall. We hadn’t even made
it to the bedroom for our sexual encounter. We just did it, right
there in the entrance way of my apartment. I’d never had such
sizzling and demanding sex with anyone before. He was a hot stud
policeman, and I was looking forward to a repeat of another session.
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I
went through the week in a spinning daze of my encounter with??
…Wow, I didn’t even know his name. I was determined to locate
his name on the mailbox downstairs. I carefully looked over the names
and found what I assumed, was his name, Bart Adams and his roommate
Larry Stewart.
I
hadn’t seen or heard their motorcycles this whole week. I was
anxious to see if he would show up again at my door tomorrow night
for another wild and hot man-to-man encounter as he promised.
The
week went slow, but I went about my regular routine as usual.
Finally it was Friday night and I had worked later than usual. I
stopped at a favorite place to eat then headed home. My street was
well lighted and in a nice part of town so I didn’t worry about
getting robbed or molested on the way home.
I
was still two blocks from my apartment when I heard the sound of
motorcycles. I didn’t bother to glance around until two motorcycle
police bikes pulled up to the curb about twenty feet in front of me.
They stopped and turned off their motors. I continued walking until
I realized it was the cop, Bart from the apartment and possibly his
roommate Larry. Bart got off of his motorcycle and motion for me to
come to him.
“Hey,
cocksucker! Get the fuck over here! “He said in his rough deep
demanding voice as he headed down the alley between some empty
warehouses.
I
was wondering what he was up to now. I hesitated a minute then
followed. I was appreciative of his manly configuration dressed in
his ‘spit and polished’ cop uniform. God, he was a hot looking
dude! He was so trim and handsome in his brown and black police
uniform, his helmet, leather gloves and riding boots. He walked
towards the edge of the nearby building next to a dimly lit
alley. He didn’t say another word to me, but motioned for me to
follow him down the alley.
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The
alley was between two warehouses in a quiet part of town. Halfway
down the alley was a doorway to one of the vacated buildings. Above
the door was a dimly lit uncovered light bulb, and near by were two
large trash dumpsters. I followed obediently as he stopped close to
the doorway next to one of the dumpsters.
“Get
the fuck over here, punk ass. I need to take a piss and you are
going to hold it.” He said as he undid his belt and gun holster.
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I
was wondering what his partner thought when he headed down this alley
with me. Perhaps he had already discussed his session with me at the
apartment. I assumed it was an accepted fact that I was now his
cocksucker. I was ecstatic at the appearance of Bart standing in the
muted light, releasing his cock from his uniform. I assumed my
position next to him and unzipped his pants. I could already feel
his hard bulge anxious to be released from the prison of his uniform.
I clumsily dropped to my knees to get better access to his cock.
“What
the fuck? You want to drink my piss, cocksucker? Can’t you even
wait until I take my piss before you wrap your cock sucking mouth
around it? You’re sure hungry son of a bitch, anxious for my
prick again, aren’t you asshole?” He said trying to humiliate me
as I waited patiently for his next instructions.
He
pushed me away as he opened his pants and pulled them down past his
thighs. He wore a jock strap to protect his balls and cock when he
rode the bike. There he stood once again before me ready for me to
respect his manly cock. I looked up at his face for his permission
to proceed.
.
.
“OK,
fagot, now
you can kiss and inhale my musky jockstrap before you release my
dick. I have to take that piss before you suck the cum from my
dick…if
I let you.
Now take out my dick and hold it while I take my piss.” He
instructed.
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I
squatted on my knees in the dirty alley eager to serve my master. I
took a deep whiff of his musky jock strap. He had been riding for
several hours and now the manly musk of body sweat made his jock
strap, and his body reeks with warm sensuous scent. I buried my nose
between his jock halter and his legs, quickly licking the moisture
from between his legs. He pushed my head into his crotch and sighed
softly.
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I
released his cock from the jockstrap before his dick hardened;
otherwise, he would have a problem urinating. I lifted one side
slowly to release his hairy ball sacks, and then gently and lovingly
released his hardening cock from its prison. It sprung out nudging
me on the face. I wanted to make love to his cock right then but
instead, I directed his cock shaft toward the wall as he gradually
released his urine. The muscles in his penis expanded as he released
the urine from his long and beautiful dick. It was slow to surge at
first, but then his body released a firm steady stream of golden
piss, splashing against the brick wall of the warehouse.
The
streetlight behind us directed a soft glow on his cock while I
watched his piss streaming from his piss slot. It sparkled in the
soft light like golden jewels in a bracelet. He placed his hands to
his hips and threw back his head to relax as he released his urine,
trusting his cock worshiper to lovingly guided his man hood. Some of
the warm piss splashed from the wall and onto me as I knelt before my
master.
As
the last stream of piss come down his shaft, I felt his balls
tighten. He squirted one more spurt then stopped. I started to milk
it down and shake off the last few drops but he had other plans.
Before he completely stopped pissing, he shoved my head over his
dripping cock. I eagerly slurped away at his uncut cock head tasting
the remaining drops and milking it down appreciating his body
liquids.
“Good
man! Good man! Now do your master the pleasure of sucking the cum
from his cock.” Bart said to me as he spread his legs and leaned
forward on the door in front of us. Just then, the door slightly
opened. Bart caught his balance then he said to me.
“Stop.
This door is open. Let’s go inside.”
He
gave it a slight nudge and it opened into a small hallway. A narrow
stairwell leads to the floors above the warehouse. He held onto his
pants and walked inside flashing his flashlight around in the
darkened hall. When he decided it was safe for our continuing
encounter, he said to me.
“Come
in here where we can have a bit more privacy.”
I
got up from the alley floor and followed him in. He seemed to think
everything was O.K. then he instructed me to take off all my clothes
and threw them on the stairway. I quickly did as he said. I was
anxious to suck his cock once again. Meanwhile Bart placed his
flashlight on the edge of the stairs giving us indirect light.
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.
“Sit
on the stairs and face me. You can continue sucking on my cock,
punk. Lick those balls. They need a little loving too, cocksucker.
Oh yeah, that is good. Yeah.” Bart said as I licked on his low
hanging hairy balls. .
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I
cupped his balls in my hand as I took another deep whiff of his warm
body. I licked back up his cock to his piss slot so I could unfurl
his cock head from his lacy uncircumcised cock. My tongue was
searching and lapping away at his pre-cum juices. I could still taste
the salty piss and the sweat from his body. My master’s cock
mesmerized me. It was so beautiful and tasty. I knew that if we
continued at this pace he would be letting me drink his love juices
very soon. I would build him up to a climax then slow down to let
him relax again. He pushed me away quickly just before he was about
to cum and said.
.
.
“Turn
your fucking ass around and let me take a good look at your man
pussy. I want to ram my cock up your ass and cum in that tight ass
hole of yours. You know you are such a lucky bitch, getting my cock
load in that undeserving fuck hole, so turn around and let’s get
started, punk. I know how much you want it.”
I
did as he said but was hoping he would be gentle with me. He had
been the only one to ever fuck me. I did have a week to recover. I
wanted to be prepared for his entry but I did as he said.
I
positioned myself on the stairs with my butt facing him. My knees
rested on one of the steps as I lay my hand on another stair. Bart
placed his hand on my butt cheek and rubbed my ass as if he was
inspecting my hole. He rubbed his finger up and down my ass crack a
few times and close to my ass hole. He then took a whiff of his
finger and said to me as I waited for his entry.
“You
expect me to fuck this funky hole. Smell this finger. That is the
funk and sweat from you ass.” Bart proceeded to shove his finger
up to my nose and made me smell my own ass crack.
“Well
Punk can you smell that? What should we do here, punk? You expect
me to stick my man cock up that funky hole? I’m waiting.” Bart
said as I was forced to smell his finger again and forced one finger
into my mouth for me to taste.
“No
sir. I don’t expect you to fuck my funky ass hole with your man
cock. What do you want me to do, Sir?” I said as I wondered what
he had planned next.
I
did want his cock and I knew I hadn’t showered since this morning.
I had a long hard day and my ass was sweaty and funky as he said.
“Well,
we had better clean it up first. Isn't that right, pussy ass? You
need your ass cleaned before my cock can enter.” Bart said.
Bart
quickly dropped to his knees behind me and buried his face right into
my bare funky sweaty ass. His tongue immediately found my sphincter
and tongue fucked me with lightning speed. I gasped, not only with
pleasure, but also of the sudden and unexpected moves Bart had made
on my ass. I gasped several times as my ass hole was being reamed to
unbelievable delight. My master was cleaning and making love to my
funky ass with his tongue. He was breathing hot and heavy as he
licked and cleaned my ass crack and my ass hole. He took another
deep breath then plunged in once again with another fast tongue
fucking action.
“Now
that is better. Your ass hole is clean enough for my cock. Push your
ass back onto my cock. You deserve a rough fucking because of that,
you fucking punk ass hole.” Bart said to me.
.
.
He
stood up again with his cock in his hand and aimed his cock to my ass
hole. It was nice and moist from his tongue fucking. The big head of
his cock immediately slid into the entrance. I flinched. He pause
then moved into my ass, this time shoving it all the way in. I
jumped as it hit my prostate and I immediately shot my load on the
stairs.
It
was a fantastic feeling cumming without even touching it. He paused
again for a short time while I had my orgasm then he proceeded to
fuck me long and hard. He was so excited as he pumped away at my
willing ass hole. I had never had such wild sex with anyone as I had
with him. He would grab my ass and pump his shaft into me hard,
while talking dirty to me. Yet, I could sense a kind and loving man
behind his body movements and his words.
“Yeah,
punk, you have a good tight man pussy. You like that man cock up
your ass, don’t you, cocksucker? You like my ‘cop cock’ up you
tight hole. I make you cum, don’t I? I give you pleasure. That
is a nice ass hole for my cock. Yeah. Take that man cock up your
fucking ass. Shit, that is good.”
Bart
kept talking to me as he was enjoying my body and the tight crevices
of my ass hole.I
was enjoying getting fucked so much that I had forgotten about his
partner waiting patiently for Bart as he was pleasuring himself in my
ass hole. I heard the sound of the door open slowly as his partner
spoke to Bart.
“Man,
haven’t you dumped your load yet? That must be a good piece of ass
you have there Bart.” The other cop spoke to him as he flashed his
light first into my face then at my ass to see Bart’s big cock
shoving into my hole.
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.
“You
don’t know how right your are, Larry, This is the best man pussy I
have had in a long time. Look at that beautiful ass. That punk can
take my cock without even complaining. Better than that ‘old lady’
of yours. You’ve got to try some of this man. Let me shoot my
load then you can move right in. This cocksucker is totally mine.
He will do anything I ask and what….and what a tight fuck. Oh,
Yeah. Shitttt, man. I’m going to cum. Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Take
that cock, take that cock, you fucking cock sucking punk. Oh Yeah.
I’m commmmmming…awwwww, awwwww, awwwww…aww. Fuck, fuck. Man
that is good stuff.”
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Bart
moaned out as he pumped his hot load into my ass while Larry watched.
It must have triggered Bart off as his buddy watched his body spasm
through a pleasurable orgasm. Larry proceeded to pull out his hard
cock and started to jack off. Never once did he take the flashlight
off Bart’s cumming cock or my ass. He placed his hand down to the
entrance of my hole where his buddy’s cock was still emptying loads
of cum. He brought his fingers up to his mouth to taste the ass
juices oozing from my ass. He took the remainder of liquids and
moistened his own hard cock while continuing to jack off.
I
held onto the stairs bracing myself as Bart wildly bounced against my
body shoving his hard cock into me. His strong hands gripped my hips
as he pulled violently on my body, impaling his manhood into me. I
could feel his big hairy balls bouncing against my butt cheek and his
pulsating cum emptying into my love canal. The sounds of moaning
continued until Bart finally paused to enjoy one more feel of ecstasy
of his orgasm.
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This
dude was a wild fucker. That was so good I almost came again. I
relaxed on the stairs while Bart took another deep sigh and slowly
pulled his cock out of my ass. I could feel his moist warm sperm and
ass juices dripping out of my ass and onto my balls. He leaned over
and kissed one of my ass cheeks then gave me a love slap on the other
one. He turned to his cop partner Larry, and said.
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“Here
buddy. Fuck some good tight ass and use it well.”
Then
Bart raised his voice as he spoke instructions to me.
“Now
listen, ass hole, this is my best buddy so give him a good time.
Whatever he wants to do with your cock sucking mouth or you cum
filled ass, you let him do it. If he wants you to suck his cock, you
do it. If he wants to fuck your ass, it is his, and if he wants you
to drink his piss, you oblige him. If his funky ass hole needs
licking, you lick it. I am loaning you out so don’t let me hear
you haven’t pleased him. If I hear anything negative, I may not
fuck your funky ass for another week. Do you understand, punk?
Bart
said as he shook his fist at me.
“Yes
sir. I understand and I will be happy to pleasure your buddy, and
thank you sir for your confidence in me. I am yours to command.”
I said as I lowered my head in respect.
I
was really getting into this dominance and obedience thing with Bart.
He just had that certain command that I liked besides I was proud to
be used by him. He was so hot.
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“Cop
Sucker” by Dick Clinton, eyemrich1@msn.com
