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A story of complete surprise !!
It had been a long and tiring trip. After 10 hours at the wheel I was irritable, sweaty (I knew I should have chosen a car with aircon !) and damn tired. The radio kept loosing its signal as I went through the mountains, and I had listened to about as many CD's as I could handle. I never imagined that my own taste in music could get so boring, but hell the road was long and ferrying cars for the car rental company helped pay for my college fees, so I had just better stay awake!
The only points of interest had been the various small towns along the way. They all had their own character; a dominant church, a large town hall with an oversized clock, the odd 711 and heck, some even had a drug store! One thing that each and every town had, however, was an oversupply of policemen!! Damn bastards just waiting in the side streets or behind trees for the poor motorist who dares exceed their speed limit. Not that I minded them enforcing the law, but they were so pigheaded that if you didn't watch yourself you could end up getting a whop of a fine for being a few miles over!! Of course, I had traveled this route a good few times and knew their hiding places; or so I thought.
After so much continuous driving, I suppose anyone can make a mistake! They had chosen a new sneak spot and I just happened to be doing 70 instead of 55 when my drowsiness was replaced by a dry throat and beating heart... blue lights in my mirrors. I pulled over, sat in the car and watched as TWO cars pulled up behind me.
Shit, can't they find something better to do than prey on me!!
The next thing, two officers climbed out of their cars and walked over to me. One - 6ft, thin, dark hair and sallow skin - waited while the other walked up to the window. I rolled it down and was greeted by a broad smile. "Good day sir, did you know that you were speeding back there??" Boy, this guy was cute! He was about 5ft 11" stocky and very well built with this jet black hair and equally black moustache. As he removed his shades these big blue eyes seemed to stare straight into me. His name tag read "STOCKTON". How appropriate. "Well, I didn't really notice officer, I have been driving a long way and my concentration wandered, " I stammered.
Just then another car came belting it past. That guy must have been doing at least 100. Without a moments hesitation, the second cop ran to his car and, gunning the motor to life, set off after the second car.
As the office turned, to watch his partner I took a closer look at his legs. They were massive with the pants straining to keep them in, and the feint outline of his dick could be seen where they stretched across his crotch. I wondered if he was hairy but his neckline showed only the slightest hint of being shaved.
As he looked back, he caught me looking at his crotch, and I quickly looked up at him. He smiled, and I wondered what he was thinking.
"Drivers license and registration, please," he asked.
I reached across to the glovebox and got my driver's license out, and flipped down the visor to get the registration when I got the first of many shocks. Fuck, the registration wasn't there! The rental company must have forgotten to put it in! "I'm sorry office, but the car doesn't have one. I am ferrying the car to the coast for the car rental company, and I had no idea it was left behind." This time I had reason to stammer as I was shit scared. "Well, that leaves me no alternative but to arrest you and impound the car. Unless you have a better idea?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Couldn't he just give me a fine and let me get a temporary reg. from the next town?? It was then that I noticed that he had bent forward and was leaning on the open window half into the car with this lewd grin on his face.
Now I have to admit, that I am one of those closet gays; you know 19 years old, only jerked off with a buddy or two, never done anything really heavy, but liked looking and fantasising! Despite this, I smiled and put my arm over his and stroked his hand. "Well, I can think of a few things that may help smooth over this little problem," I said.
The next thing I knew, he had opened the car door and climbed in over me onto the passenger seat rubbing his arse against my cock as he went. Boy he was heavy! "Back up about 300 yards and you will see a dirt path. Drive down it." I did as he said, and we went down the embankment under a few large shady trees.
As I stopped the car and killed the motor, he turned and undid the buttons of his shirt. "The name is Jim, by the way, and you are going to be glad that you chose this instead of arrest!" he said. As he loosed the first button, a mass of black hair crept out (he must shave low) and as he undid the last, he reached across and pulled me toward him. He kissed me with his mouth open wide and his tongue search wildly through my mouth. My cock grew hard and I itched to have him suck it. His hairy chest pressed against me, and I pulled away to tug my T-shirt off. As I did so, he rubbed his hair against my nipples and my body shuddered with delight. Next he yanked off his shoes, and undid his belt. The mass of black hair sprouting through his pants and up over his belly looked really good, and I quickly removed the track pants I was wearing to reveal a hard waiting cock. As he slid his boxer shorts off his 8 inches of man meat flopped forward onto the car seat already half hard.
With a swift move he was on top of me rubbing his crotch against mine. I took the nearest nipple in my mouth and sucked it slowly and he arched his head back in pleasure and his cock shot out in applause.
I moved the seat back as he sat down and I crouched down. "Take me in your mouth now," he commanded, and I slowly started to lick his throbbing head. With every tease the thick vein running its length throbbed bigger and bluer. Now I took the shaft in my mouth and slid my lips and the tips of my teeth slowly down it. "Faster faster, oohhh," he groaned, but I continued to suck him with a slow rhythm for what seemed like ages. Then quickly I withdrew. Panicking, he looked up, but I took his big hairy balls in my hand and slowly licked them one by one. They tasted sooo good as I suck them. I followed the hair down his balls and into his crack. It too tasted good as I licked him, lifting his arse with my hands as I went. With his legs on the dash I climbed under him and stuck my tongue into his tight arsehole and licked away at his musky manliness.
"Oh my god, that is good!" he said as I licked his hairy arsehole sticking my tongue deeper and deeper inside of him. By now my cock was throbbing for some action, but he wanted more of my mouth. Stroking my own cock in one hand and holding his balls with the other, I sucked him with that same slow rhythm as before. He was red in the face now, and groaning and squealing with pleasure. As I felt his balls tighten, he pulled his cock out of my mouth. "Wait," he groaned, "not now. Fuck but you're a good sucker, but now I want to feel your arse!"
Moving over to the back seat, he grabbed me and pulled me over on top of him. Only now did he grab my cock and start massaging it, slowly rubbing his sweaty fingers over the head. I could feel myself rippling with pleasure. Never before had I had someone else jerk me off, and I knew that this is what I had waited for all my life. Little did I know the ecstasy that lay ahead!
He kneeled before me now, and lifted my legs onto his shoulders. His cock was wet from my sucking, and he brought it up to my crack. Slowly he put his throbbing man meat into my eager hole, and I gasped with shock as the head entered. Inch by inch he pushed it home and I did all that I could to relax and ease the pain. Once he was in he grinned and pulled in and out in little jerks. I could feel my arse easing out and finally his cock was sliding as if it was made for my arse.
Slowly he started to thrust deep, his hairy balls banging against my arse with every go. I could see the glazed look in his eyes as Jim fucked me, lifting my arse off the seat as he pulled out. As he thrust into me my body was in spasms with the waves of pleasure. Something deep inside of me welcomed each penetration and made me want to cum. I grabbed my cock and started wanking it with all my remaining might.
Just then Jim stopped. "Go on, fuck me fuck me," I said, "I want you inside me now!" "No I want to do you the way you see doggies do it," Jim grunted, and holding me by my stiff rod, he rolled me over and lifted me onto my knees.
This time he entered my arse with the power of a love starved bull. His thighs slapped against mine and I could feel his hard hairy stomach against my arse. As me fucked me he put his arms through mine and pulled my body into his with each thrust, forcing his cock as deep into my arse as he could. He leaned onto my back and his hairy nipples rubbed against my back. I felt so vulnerable, but with each thrust he pushed my pleasure button and made me want him again and again.
Jim was fucking me at an incredible rate now and I screamed with delight. "I'm cuming, oohhh oohhh OOOOHHHH!!!!" he groaned and with that I felt him thrust deeply and jerk his head back. He grabbed my arse and pulled it close as he shot cumload after cumload deep into me. As I felt this, I too came and he shot his hand to my cock to catch my juice. With a final groan he collapsed on top of my and lay there. His hard cock inside of me and my juice running down his hand onto the seat.
I felt his cock soften now and, after what seemed like ages, he lifted his body and slowly parted from me. "Are you glad you didn't choose arrest?" he asked. "Only if arrest didn't mean you get to fuck me in the cells!." I said as I felt the overflow of his cum seep slowly out of my grateful arse and down my crack. Boy had I ever changed my opinion of police officers!
We kissed slowly again, and reluctantly got dressed. I admired his hot body, and wished it would be around to fuck me forever. Just in time we got back to his patrol car as the second officer arrived.
As we parted, he winked and said "Drive this route often?" "Yes, at least 6 times a month during vacation. Why?" "Well," he said with that same lewd grin, "This is my patrol route. See you next time."
And so he did!