This is an adult story intended for adults. This is fiction. If something sounds familiar, then your life is better than mine. Please e-mail me if you have any suggestions or comments. The usual disclaimers: If you don't like man-to-man sex, what are you doing here? Always practice safe sex. And you know why!
Interstate Interlude
Part 1
As I tooled down I-65, on my way from New Orleans to Atlanta, my mind was a million miles away. I was thinking about the upcoming weekend
A week and a half ago, I had received a phone call from my friend Greg.
"What'cha doing?" he asked.
"Grading papers", I replied. "What's up?"
"Bart and I wanted to know if you wanted to come up next weekend." Bart was his lover of many years. Although they were a couple, they "played well with others", and we had a number of hot encounters over the years. "There's a great new sex club that just opened up. Hot guys, wild sex. It's very private, invitation only."
"Sounds great. How do I get an invitation?"
"It's already done. We showed the guy in charge a picture of you."
I groaned. "Let me guess. The one of me lying naked on the bed, Bart holding my legs in the air, my butt-hole and hard dick out there for all the world to see, and his big dick buried in my mouth."
"How'd you guess?" Greg said with a chuckle. "The manager said he was especially interested in meeting you", he chuckled.
"I bet." I replied.
After a few minutes, plans were made, and here I was, off for a weekend of steamy sex with Greg and Bart, and God only knows how many hot men at the club. As these thoughts raced through my mind, I came back to reality as I saw flashing blue lights in my rear-view mirror. "Shit!" I thought, looking at my speedometer. I was only going 75 in a 70, so I wondered what was going on. I pulled over, and the cop car pulled in behind me. I heard through the loudspeaker "Please step out of the car."
As I pulled my registration out of the glove compartment, I looked down at my crotch. Damn! I had a hard-on patently obvious in my blue jeans. Pulling my tank top out of my jeans in an attempt to conceal my package, I got out my car and started walking back towards the police car. The two officers got out of the car, and I gawked. "These guys are studs!" I thought. The one getting out of the driver's side was about 6 feet, with close-cropped black hair and a full mustache. The one getting out of the other was taller, about 6'2", with slightly longer chestnut-colored hair. He was clean-shaven, but I could detect a five-o-clock shadow on his strong chin.
As they approached, I could see that their arms were covered with fur and I could see tufts of hair coming out of the tops of their shirts. Their tight khaki uniforms gave evidence to their powerful bodies, with broad chests tapering down to narrow waists, and big thighs filling out their pants. That was apparently not the only thing filling out their pants, as each had what looked like substantial bulges at the groin area. Since they were wearing sunglasses, I could not tell what their eyes looked like.
I handed the black-haired officer my license, registration and proof of insurance. He looked at it and handed it to the other officer, instructing "Will, go run it." As the officer turned to comply, I said, "What's the problem, officer? I didn't seem to be going that fast."
"A car matching your description is suspected of running drugs from the Port of New Orleans to Atlanta. I'm afraid we're going to have to search your car."
"Fine," I said. Luckily, I had no illegal drugs or other contraband in my car. As he started searching through the cab, his partner came back and called out "Ben, everything checks out."
"Fine," Officer Ben said. He got out of the car and said "Mr. Cordell, I'm going to need to look in your trunk."
"Okay", I said, thinking furiously about if there was anything in my suitcase I didn't want him to find. I popped open the trunk, and he proceeded to rummage through the contents, opening up my suitcase and going through the contents. Grinning, he came up with my black leather jockstrap in his hand. "What have we here?" After several moments, he replaced the jockstrap in the suitcase, closed it, and closed the trunk.
"I don't see any drugs in the car", he told Officer Will, "but they could be hidden on his person. I think we need to do a strip search." Turning to me, he said, "Mr. Cordell, please remove your clothes."
"Now, wait just a minute!" I cried.
Will said," Ben, he's right. You can't have a guy strip naked on the side of the interstate."
"I guess you're right," Ben said. "We'll have to take him back into the woods." Turning to me, he said, "Please put your hands behind your back." Complying, he took out a pair of handcuffs and fastened them around my wrists. Then, each of them grabbing one of my arms, they led me into the trees lining the highway.
As they led me through the trees, I was in a panic. I had no idea what was going on. What were they going to do with me? After a few minutes, I found out.
In a clearing about 50 years from the road, they stopped and let go of my arms.
"Strip," Ben ordered. I just turned my head, and looked over my shoulder toward my bound hands.
"Oh, yeah," he said. "I guess we'll have to do it ourselves." With that, he reached forward and slipped my tank top over my head and down my arms, letting it hang on my handcuffed hands. He then came back around and started rubbing his hands over my hairless chest, kneading my big pecs forcefully. He then started pulling on my quarter-sized nipples. I couldn't help it. I moaned, and my dick, which had started to go soft due to fear, began its rise again. As he tugged harder and harder on them, I started to get an idea of what they had in mind for me.
My notion was confirmed moments later when Officer Ben undid my belt, and bending over, slid my jeans down to my ankles. My hard dick went "Thwap" as it was released and slammed into my stomach.
"Damn!" Officer Ben said. "He may not be carrying any drugs, but he sure as hell has a concealed weapon." He then grabbed my dick and pulled my foreskin over my head. "Just the way I like them" he said, and leaning forward, took the skin in his mouth and started chewing. I moaned loudly as he chewed harder and harder. After several moments, he stopped chewing and, opening his mouth, slid my dick into it. As he sank further and further down my 9 inches, his tongue began to do amazing things to my dick. In just a few minutes, I felt the head of my dick pressing against his throat. Ben exhaled and swallowed at the same time, and my dick slid into his throat. I groaned as he used his throat muscles to make love to my dick. After several minutes of amazing cock sucking, he pulled back and said, "Will, help me get his pants off." Will walked behind me and lifted me off the ground, apparently unconcerned by my nearly 200 lbs. After Ben slipped my sandal and jeans off of my feet, Will placed me back on the ground, and Ben returned to sucking my dick, again taking all 9" down his throat.
Although I was lost in the sensations Ben was causing to my dick, I could hear Will removing his clothes from behind me. I then felt what felt like a log pushing against my bound hands. As I grabbed it with both hands, I exclaimed, "Damn!" Ben pulled off of me, and said "Yeah. Will's got the biggest dick I've ever seen. What's more, he knows how to use it." With that, Ben resumed sucking my dick, chewing on my skin on every upward stroke. Although I couldn't see it, my hands told me I had a monster on my hands. Running one hand up, I realized that Will, like me, was un-cut, and I pulled the skin up over the head and started playing with it. My other hand was running down the shaft, as far as I could, given my restraints. I never got all the way down, until I let go and slid both hands down, finally reaching his pubes. "That thing's got to be 11 inches," I thought, as Will began to pump back and forth through my hands. Meanwhile, Ben had stopped sucking my dick, and bending farther down, began to lick my balls, taking one after the other into his mouth. He would swirl it around in his mouth, then started sucking hard, pulling on it with great force.
After several minutes of this, Ben stood up and said, "Well there's no drugs down there, but it sure is tasty. However, there are other places he could be hiding them." Removing his sunglasses, he looked deep into my eyes and said "Please open your mouth, Mr. Cordell." Seeing his eyes, it took me several seconds to comply. He had strikingly light-blue eyes, almost silver. The lust in them was heart-stopping. I opened my mouth, and looking inside, he took a finger and started prodding around. Removing his finger, he said, "Well, I don't see anything. But they could be farther back. I'll need something longer. On your knees, please." I rushed to comply.
As I faced his crotch, he unzipped his uniform pants and pulled out a beautiful cock. The uncut ratio was 100%, I thought. The foreskin covered the head as it rose out of the dense patch of black hair around it to about 8". Through the foreskin, I could see that he had a huge head. "My luck day", I thought as I reached out with my tongue and started licking and chewing that foreskin. The taste of piss, sweat and a little cheese sent my mind reeling, and I started chewing with a vengeance, causing Ben to moan loudly. Meanwhile, I felt Will's huge weapon sliding up and down on the place where my shoulder and neck met. Ben pulled me off his foreskin, and started slowly sliding his member into my waiting mouth. I proceeded to give him the best blowjob I knew how to give, given that my hands were bound behind me. I used my tongue to tease his glans as he pushed deeper and deeper into my mouth. When he reached the back of my mouth, I opened wide and let the big thing slide into my throat. The feel of his pubes against my lips made me weak. He put his hands behind my head and started fucking my face. Having a hot policeman fucking my face while my hands were bound made me incredibly hot.
After several minutes of serious face fucking, Ben stopped and said, "Damn it's hot. Will, come over here and help me out of these clothes." I felt that dick leave it's perch on my shoulder, and I got my first look at Will's body as he circled around Ben, and, reaching around him, started to unbutton his shirt. Although I only got a quick glimpse before he was behind Ben, I liked what I saw. Will was as muscular as I had thought, with a thick covering of chestnut-colored hair covering his chest, stomach and legs. And that dick was absolutely amazing! Like I thought, it had to be 11" and as thick as a child's wrist. Hanging underneath was a large pair of balls, swinging freely as he moved behind his partner. His butt was also a masterpiece, high and firm, with a light coating of the same chest hair covering the entire butt.
As Will removed Ben's shirt, I got my first look at Ben's chest. Though not as dense as Will's mat, Ben's chest and abs were covered with a light coating of black hair, and he had huge, erect nipples, the size of pencil erasers. I had to play with those. I pulled away from Ben's dick, and said "Unlock my hands!" Will reached into Ben's pocket, got the keys, and, while Ben resumed fucking my face, went around and released my shackles. I immediately reached up and tugged, hard, on those huge nipples. He screamed in pleasure, and fucked my face harder and harder as I continued to tug with more force on those buds.
Meanwhile, Will had returned to Ben, and lifting one leg after the other, pulled Ben's boots off. That done, he reached up, undoing Ben's belt, and unbuttoning his pants, slid them to the ground. I got my first good look at the rest of Ben's body. Like the rest of him, Ben's powerful legs were covered with a luxury of black hair. He had good-sized balls, not huge, but definitely big enough I could probably take both of them in my mouth at the same time. He also had powerful thighs that I bet he could use to fuck the hell out of somebody's butt. I had the feeling that it might be me.
After removing Ben's pants, Will leaned in and, as far as I could tell, started licking Ben's butt. Seeing that Will's dick and balls were within striking distance, I removed one of my hands from Ben's chest, and reached forward, first grabbing Will by the balls and pulling hard, and then grabbing that dick and sliding my hand up and down, drawing the foreskin back and forward. With my other hand, I continued to pull hard on Ben's nipples, first one, and then the other. Moans were being heard from all concerned.
After several minutes, Ben pulled his dick out. "I can't find any drugs in there,", he said. "Will, why don't you see what you can find." Meanwhile, he reached under my arms and pulled me up into a standing position. Moving behind me, he bent me over at the waist and said, "Meanwhile, there is one other orifice I need to check out." With that, he bent down and started licking and chewing on my butt cheeks. As Will moved that dick ever closer to my mouth, I had serious doubts as to my ability to take that massive thing. It turns out I didn't have a choice. The moment Ben's tongue hit my pucker, my mouth opened in a loud groan, and Will took that opportunity to shove about half of his monster into my mouth. Bracing for the onslaught, I reached around, grabbing his hairy butt, and slowly started sinking that big dick into my throat. Luckily, the angle was perfect for opening up my throat, and soon I was feeling his pubes scratching my lips. "Damn," I thought. The idea of taking that huge dick caused my hard tool to start leaking pre-cum. Meanwhile, Ben continued to go to town, sucking and chewing my butt-hole like he was starving. Luckily, he had the good sense to leave my dick alone.
This went on for seemed like hours, with Ben licking my ass and me using my throat muscles to massage Will's massive meat, Ben then replaced his tongue with first one, then two, and finally three fingers, making sure to hit my prostate with each stroke. Mindless with ecstasy, I pulled my mouth off of Will's dick, taking the opportunity to breathe, and yelled "Are you going to fuck that ass, or just play with it?"
"I'll show you who's playing!" was Ben's reply. Reaching behind him for his pants, he pulled out a condom and a packet of lube (It looked like some I had in my suitcase!) I could hear the condom wrapper ripping, and the next thing I knew he was spitting into my wide-open hole, not once, not twice, but three times! After each time, he would take a finger and push the spit farther and farther into my hungry hole. I felt the head of his dick against my pucker, and he yelled, "Take this, you fucking cock sucker!" and rammed his entire 8 inches into my butt-hole. I screamed, and Will took the opportunity to take up residence in my throat again. I was filled with almost 2 feet of dick, and I was in ecstasy!
Ben stayed still inside of me, letting my butt get used to that big piece of meat. He started slowly moving that monster in and out of my butt, and soon was fucking the hell out of me. Meanwhile, Will was fucking my face, hard. I could feel balls slapping me at both ends, and it was I could do to keep from coming.
After a few more minutes, Will pulled out and said "I want a piece of that hot ass!" He and Ben changed places, and I waited with a combination of lust and terror as Will prepared his dick for entrance into my (by this time) well-stretched hole. When Ben did not immediately take his place at my face, I turned around to look. Ben was staring with lust-filled eyes as his partner slowly started sliding that 11" dick into my bowels. Will took mercy on me, and took it slow, but shortly thereafter, I felt his chestnut curls pressing against my ass-cheeks. As he started moving back and forth, I was in heaven. The entire length of that huge dick was massaging my prostate with each stroke.
"Damn, that's hot!" Ben exclaimed, and returning to my face, slapped his dick back and forth against my face and said, "Suck my dick! Swallow that big pole!" I opened my mouth, and he slid the entire 8" into my throat. He started to violently fuck my face, while Will was behind me, starting to fuck me with great force, sliding almost all the way out and slamming back in. I reached forward and pulled hard on Ben's balls, egging him on.
The fucking continued on, getting more and more violent. Will pulled all the way out, and then slammed it back in. Hi did this over and over again, his balls slapping against my butt with every stroke. My prostate was throbbing from the pressure. Meanwhile, Ben would pull out and dribble spit onto his dick, before plunging back into my throat. I prayed that Will would not touch my dick. I was at the point where I knew I desperately needed to cum, but did not want to go there. I wanted this to go on forever. Then it happened. Will reached down and grabbed, not my dick, but my balls, and pulled hard. That was it! I started violently coming, feeling the spray hit my chin! This was enough to set Will off, and I felt spurt after spurt of hot cum fill the condom in my butt. With that, I pulled violently on Ben's balls. This caused him to pull out of my throat and shoot one shot of sperm after another onto my face. I closed my eyes and lips, and manfully took that huge load, savoring the warm, wet splashes all over my face. After he finished, Ben leaned over, kissed me deeply, and proceeded to lick all of his cum off of my face! "Delicious," he sighed. I longed for the good old days when I could have shared it with him!
After recovering, we started to get dressed. "How'd you pull this off?" I asked.
"It couldn't have been easier," Ben said. "You were so out of it, you didn't even notice the first time we passed you. We were already off-duty. We saw the blue-and-yellow equality sticker on your bumper, and when we passed, we noticed what a stud you were. Everything fell into place after that. We did a U-turn and came back up behind you. The drug excuse was Will's idea. The rest is history."
"Damn you," I said with great affection. Pulling my watch out my jeans pocket, I looked at it and said, "Damn. I need to call my buddies and tell them I'm going to be late."
"Nope", said Ben. You're going to call them and tell them you can't make it. Will and I are going to my place for me to change, and then we are heading to Will's cabin in the woods. It's on a small lake, and very secluded. It also has a king-sized bed, and a hot tub. We think that we need to continue this investigation. It'll probably take all weekend."
"Yeah," put in Will. "We still don't know how you use that that concealed weapon of yours on willing butt-holes."
I sighed as I thought of what excuse to give Greg and Bart. I finally decided to tell them the truth. Spending the weekend with two hairy, muscular, big-dicked policemen was surely a good enough excuse for those two. I smiled. If they were nice, I might even take some pictures of my vacation to show them.
End of Part 1