Disclaimer: This is a fictional story depicting graphic scenes of gay male sex. DO NOT continue if said subject matter offends you, or lands you in trouble. For those of you who choose to read, note that safe sex practices are not used in the story. Fiction, remember? Be safe.
Picking up speed while heading south on I-85, I was trying to get home quick to take a mean piss. I had been to an office party/picnic, and had one too many beers. My fat eight-inch cock was snaking down my shorts, a sure sign that I still had a good buzz, and of the horniness that comes with it for me. I had just turned my Jeep Wrangler onto the exit and down the deserted road to my house, my curly black hair blowing in the wind, when I noticed a State Trooper coming around the curve from the exit ramp behind me.
"Shit! Where was he hiding back there?" I thought to myself.
Sure enough, he got right on my ass, lights flashing, and did a quick fire of his siren for me to pull over.
I reached over to get my driver's license from the glove compartment and, sitting back up, I caught a glimpse of his midsection in the drivers-side rear view mirror, as he approached. He looked damn fine from that view. I always did like the uniforms the Virginia State Troopers wore. They were cut just so to accent all the best body parts, and man did he have some good parts! This guy was just about the best built Trooper I had seen. Long legs, big thighs and a tight waist. When he made it to the side of my Jeep I almost did a double take when I saw the rest of him. I couldn't tell too much about his hair, because he had his hat on, and he was wearing his sunglasses, so I couldn't see his eyes, but those lips! They were full, and just yelled out to be sucked on. He had a strong jaw and a roman nose, and I could tell by the muscles in his neck, that led down under his collar to his bulging chest that this guy was one hot number.
"May I see your license and registration please?" he asked.
As I opened my wallet I looked past it into my crotch. I thought sure that the humiliation of being pulled over would have made my dick disappear, but not today. This guy had me going, and I was almost poking out of my shorts by then.
"What's the problem officer?" I said. I knew I had been speeding, but I wasn't going to hand him my guilt on a silver platter'
He looked at my license, reading my name, then back at me. "Mr. Jackson, you were clocked about five miles back doing 75 mph. What's your hurry?"
"I was going that fast? I was in a bit of a hurry to get home because I need to pee real bad, but I didn't think I was doing 75."
"Well sir, I'm going to have to run a license check on you. I'll be right back."
As he turned to go to his cruiser I watched him in the mirror. Yeah, those uniforms looked great on these guys, this one for sure. I couldn't remember seeing a tighter ass.
I squirmed in my seat, trying to hold my piss, while I waited for him. After about five minutes he was back at my Jeep.
"Mr. Jackson, I see that you have no prior traffic violations on your record, so I'm going to let you go today, with a warning. Please try to control your speed sir."
He handed me a copy of the written warning folded in half with my license and registration inside, or so I thought.
"Thanks officer", I looked at his nametag, "Officer Logan. I appreciate that. Now if you'll excuse me, I can't hold it much longer!"
He laughed at me as I pulled off, heading down to my house, only a few miles away. I pulled into the long lane, and couldn't wait. I stopped the Jeep about a quarter of the way in, hopped out and let it rip then and there. No one would see me. I lived alone in that big antebellum house on what remained of the old plantation. My father had given me the place about three years ago. He said it was my early inheritance, or part of it. He wanted to move to Florida, to be away from farm life, the only life he knew.
Now the place was mine. I wasn't a farmer, but I loved the open space and didn't want to let it go if I didn't have to, so I rented out the fields to local farmers, and enjoyed the life of a 'southern gentleman'.
A few hours later I was doing laps in the pool when I noticed a car coming down the drive. It was a State Trooper. Was it Logan? I treaded water while I watched him park and start to go to the front door.
I yelled over to him "I'm out here!"
He turned and headed out my way, and then I realized that it was him. He took off his hat to reveal a classic crew cut, and then pulled off his glasses. Bright green eyes. Mmm Mmm! I'd say he was about 25 years old; about my age, give or take a year or two.
"Mr. Jackson, I'm sorry to bother you, but I somehow failed to return your license to you earlier. I had to wait until my duty was over, but I thought I'd bring it to you, since it was my fault that you didn't get it before."
"Well that's mighty nice of you officer Logan. I didn't miss it, but I'm glad you brought it by". I swam to the edge of the pool and climbed out, my trunks clinging to me like a glove; walked over him, and took the license. I stood about the same height as him, maybe a bit shorter, but the contrast in our attire was almost silly. He was still in his uniformed glory, and I was all but naked, showing off my body to the world. I was a champion swimmer in college and still had every bit of muscle tone, actually more since I started lifting weights. I'd say our builds were pretty much the same.
"Sorry to interrupt your swim, sir", he said.
"It's Brice. Please don't call me sir unless you're pulling me over!"
He smiled and said, "I'm Jacob, but my friends call me Jake."
"Ok then, Jake, can I offer you something to drink?"
"Actually, and you're not going to believe this, I need to ask a favor."
"What's that Jake?"
"I need to use the bathroom."
I couldn't help but laugh out loud at him.
"Now that's a turn of events, if I ever saw one", I said. "Follow me."
"Yes sir, uh, I mean Brice"
I grabbed a towel and rubbed myself down a bit as I headed to the house.
"This sure is a nice place you've got here. You must be doing pretty well for yourself", Jake said.
"It's an old family place, four generations back. It's mine now, though."
"I bet your wife and kids enjoy living here."
"No wife. No kids. Just me", I said.
"Hmm, must be nice."
"You'll have to go upstairs," I said as we entered the house. "The downstairs bath is out of order."
I showed him the way and told him I'd be back down in the kitchen. As I waited I had to get my thoughts straight. He was having the same effect on me as before, and my trunks were tenting out in the front. I was looking in the fridge, when I heard him coming down the rear stairs. I got out a pitcher of iced tea, and was reaching for a glass in the upper cabinet, when he came up behind me, and tossed one of my gay porn mags on the counter.
"This is very interesting," he said.
"Oops, I guess I should have put that away", I said as I turned to face him.
"Sorry you had to see that."
With a devilish grin he said "Oh don't be sorry. I missed that issue. The centerfold is damn hot!"
"This isn't happening," I said. "Not officer Logan! You don't strike me at all as gay."
"You don't either, bud. I had you pegged for straight too."
We both looked at each other for a second, and then burst out laughing.
The sexual tension immediately followed.
Jake looked deep in my eyes, and said "So what are we gonna do about this, huh?"
"Well, the first thing about you that caught my eye was your lips", I said. "Come here and --"
Before I knew it his lips met mine, and he had his tongue down my throat. He had one arm around me and pulled me tight. Coming up for air, he said "your lips are pretty good themselves, but what caught MY eye at first was that cock of yours filling out your shorts." He put one hand on my chest and pushed me back against the counter, and with the other hand grabbed the front of my trunks, pulling them out and down to reveal my lengthening cock. "How about we put these lips on that cock?" he said. He leaned in, still pushing me against the counter and took my cock in his mouth.
"Oh MAN!" I moaned. "Those lips are the best! Suck it!"
It was all I could do not to explode right away. The sight of this State Trooper, still in uniform, leaning over and servicing my cock made me crazy. I dropped my head back and enjoyed the thought and the great cock sucking. Then my thoughts turned to his ass. I had to fuck this guy.
He pulled away and looked up at me. "Ahh! Swimmer's cock. Man scent, with a hint of chlorine. Mmm Mmmm!" Jake leaned over close, with his face right in front of mine. "Now for some of that swimmer's ass", he said. "How about turning over and giving up some of that fine butt of yours?"
"Hold up man", I said. "This ass doesn't get fucked. I was counting on you bending over for me, stud."
Jake laughed. "Now we're in a pickle. I prefer to give. You know you want it."
I pushed him back and moved away. "No no. I don't take it up the ass", I said. "Never have, and don't plan on it either."
"Well well! Still cherry, huh? Now you've really got me interested! C'mon man. You don't know what you're missing."
I was starting to panic a bit. I didn't think he could overpower me, but I wasn't sure. He did look mighty strong. Quickly I came up with a plan. "Ok Jake, I think I've got a solution to our situation. How about a wager?"
"What do you have in mind?" he said.
"Do you swim?" I asked.
He smiled and said, "Sure I do. Not bad at it either."
"So what do you say we have a race? Winner takes the prize, literally."
Jake smiled a sly grin and agreed. "Ok Brice Jackson, I'll race you. And I'll have that ass too, cause I'm gonna win."
Jake had no idea that I was a strong swimmer. I knew I was the better one in the water, so I could save my ass and get a piece of his ass too.
"I think I should have some swim briefs you can wear. Let's go back upstairs and see what I can find."
Jake followed close behind, and made a few quick grabs of my ass on the way.
"Looking damn good from back here," he said. "I can't wait to get some of that."
I looked back at him. "Don't count on it, stud. Your ass looks like it needs a good fuck, and I'm just the guy to give it to you." I pulled out a pair of swim briefs and handed them to him. "These should fit you. I'll meet you by the pool."
Jake came outside shortly afterward. I had to control myself from staring. I thought he looked good in uniform, but in those briefs he looked like he just walked off the cover of a men's fitness magazine. I couldn't believe how pumped he looked. He had the deepest cut muscles at rest I have ever seen, and he had that slightly veined looked, as if he had just finished a workout. Damn, I had to win this race, because there was no way that I was gonna defend myself against this guy, if he wanted to overpower me. I was good as fucked if he won. Then I noticed his crotch. Was he getting hard, or was he just packing a serious cock in there?
He smiled as he walked toward me. "I barely fit in these," he said, glancing quickly down at himself. "But that's ok. I'll set this baby free soon enough."
"You ARE a cocky one, aren't you?"
"In all the right ways", he quipped.
"So, do you want to warm up, or just get to it?" I asked.
"Lets do it," he said.
My pool was not Olympic size, but it was bigger than a lot of pools, so it would be a chore to swim some laps in it, especially racing.
"How many laps do you want to go for?"
"Whatever you want, is fine with me", he answered.
"Let's make this at least some challenge. After all, the prize should be worth the effort. Three full laps ok for you Jake? Whatever swim style you're comfortable with."
"Oh come on, your cherry is worth more than that. I say we make it five full laps. No less."
"You're just so damn sure you're going to win, huh?"
"NO doubt."
"Ok then Trooper Logan. On your mark. The count of three then. I'll let you count down."
"One. Two --"
We both hit the water and were almost halfway down the pool in an instant. I was trying my best not to get distracted, but couldn't help and notice that he was right beside me, stroke for stroke. That was ok. I'd let him tire out, then I'd pull it out in the last lap. We hit the other end and headed back to complete the first lap. Jake was actually a bit in front of me. I had to keep my wits about me. I added a bit more effort and resumed my place beside him. Before I knew it we were already back at the other end. I wasn't sure who turned first. We were neck and neck. I was beginning to wonder if I had made a mistake. Jake was obviously a strong swimmer. I just kept thinking to myself that he would lose steam and I'd win in the end. We went on like that the whole way; a good swift pace, and beside each other all the way. The last lap was coming up and I was getting ready to make my move. We hit the wall and I pushed out for the kill. I knew I would take the lead, and he would-. What the hell? He started to swim like a machine! I was losing him! Shit! I gave it my all and started to gain, but he kept up a furious pace. We hit the last wall for the final stretch. I think I had the lead, but Jake was still not slowing down. He was pulling away from me again. The wall of the pool was approaching fast. I had to catch up!
Jake had his hand on the edge as I put my hand up to stop. He was breathing hard, but grinning like the Cheshire cat.
"You could have told me that you swim like a fish", I said, between breaths.
"Well, you didn't mention those swimming trophies in your room, so I didn't tell you that I trained hard in the Marines. They wanted me to join the special naval unit, sort of like the Navy Seals, but I had my fill of the military, and opted for the State Police Academy".
I just looked at him and then slipped slowly under the water, thinking about the fix I had gotten myself into. "A marine, huh?" I thought to myself. I have always had fantasies about marines. But still, I had to figure out how to get out of this.
Jake soon gave me my out. I felt his hand grab my arm and pull me up to the surface.
"Look Brice, I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to. Even though I won our bet, I can't do this if you're not ready. That's not me."
This guy was not real. Where the hell did he come from? If I knew that he would have been the one to pull me over, I would have been flying down the road long before now!
I embraced him, pulling him close and saying, "Thank you. I'll make it up to you somehow."
"How about dinner for starters?" Jake said.
"C'mon. Let's go inside and I'll cook you whatever you want, that happens to be in my kitchen anyway. Living alone has made me into quite the chef. You can shower off while I get started, and then I'll wash up when it's cooking."
I had dinner going soon and went upstairs to the bathroom. Jake was still showering when I entered.
"You about done?" I asked.
"Just rinsing off. Can you hand me that towel you put out?"
He swung open the shower door as I handed it to him. My instincts led my eyes down his body as he appeared. "Oh shit!" I thought to myself. This guy was truly beyond belief.
"You should have been a model Jake. I don't know how I'm going to control myself around you!"
Jake rubbed himself down as I drooled over him, making his cock start to grow.
"You can always change your mind", he said. I'd still love to use this baby. You'd love it man." His cock was filling out as I stared."
"How much do you have there horsey?" I asked.
"It'll go ten inches when I'm really turned on."
"I bet you're almost there now."
"Like I said, when I'm really turned on."
My mind started to swirl, and before I knew it I was on my knees in front of him. "Damn! This is one big cock!" I said. I don't think I could handle it if I let you take my cherry."
"I promise I'll be gentle" he said, slyly.
"You don't quit, do you?" At that I kissed the head and tasted his pre-cum.
Part of me was thinking that I'd give in to him anyway, but the bulk of his cock made me have more than second thoughts. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and slipped a few inches in, feeling him trying to go further. I tried to relax my throat and did a bit.
It would definitely take some adjusting to suck this stud off!
"Mmmm. Nice going down there. Your mouth is made for my cock. Suck it!" He moaned as I gave it my best shot. Soon I was bobbing on him, but still only taking in about half. He was leaking like a faucet, and I enjoyed his taste. I ran my hands up his body, feeling his sexy muscles and tweaking his nipples. Reaching one hand to his face, I put a few fingers to his mouth. He opened up and sucked them, getting them good and wet. I brought my hands down and, spreading his ass cheeks apart with one, I tickled his hole with the fingers he lubed up for me. His asshole responded, and I eased one, then two fingers inside him. His moaning intensified as I continued to suck him, by then taking most of him down my throat, and finger fucking that cute ass. "Oh shit man! I'm almost there! OHHH! I'm cumming!" he shouted as he blasted his load into my mouth. As he did he leaned over, almost falling onto my shoulders. His cock slipped out of my mouth and he continued to shoot down my chest. At the same time I stood up and grabbed his waist. I hoisted him over my shoulders, walked to the nearest bedroom, and tossed him down onto the bed on his back. I immediately crawled between his legs and took him back into my mouth, to get the last few drops of his fluids. He shuddered as I did and still convulsed as I raised his legs, pushing them back before I let his cock slip out and I went to suck his balls then worked my way down to his hole. My tongue was hungry for some exploration and circled the rim as my saliva seeped onto him, making him nice a slick. As he was already loose from the finger fuck I had given him my tongue found easy passage inside him. "Oh Brice, eat me man! I've never been rimmed before. This is too good."
Pausing between breaths I looked up at him. "I thought you said you've had this before."
"Not this" he said. "Only a dry fuck, back in the Marines. It was very clumsy and very painful for me. That was my only experience, and it turned me off getting from fucked. What you're doing is amazing. Please don't stop" he pleaded.
"You want me to fuck you?"
"If it feels half as good as this, go ahead. God, I don't believe I said that! You've got my head swimming." He reached down and put his hands to the back of my head, pulling me back to his hole. I was only happy to oblige, and gave him the rimming of his life. He started to shudder again and I looked at his cock. It was rock hard again and blood red. I decided that if I was going to get a piece of his ass I had better do it. He was primed and ready for a great fuck. I couldn't help but smile as I thought about the quick turn of events. Just an hour earlier I almost lost my cherry to this man with a dick that should have been on a small horse. Now I had him on his back and I was aiming my cock at his tight, pink, hairless hole.
"Are you sure about this Jake? You let me off the hook. Now's your chance.
What's it gonna be?"
"Just fuck me man! I want it!"
I kept his legs pinned back as I aimed for gold. I could see his hole winking at me as my dick tickled him back and forth, getting him even more lubed with my precum.
"Oh man, your dick is hot as fire. Just go slow, ok?"
"Don't worry lover boy. I make it good for you", I cooed.
Finally I pressed my dick against his hole with a bit of pressure and rotated my hips to work my way into him. I felt him stiffen as I gained entry. Leaning down, I brought my lips to his and hummed into his mouth. He tried to imitate me, but did more grunting and moaning as I slipped farther into him. I pulled away from our kiss and looked at him. He looked at me with a bit of fear in his eyes, and then rolled them back into his head before closing them. A smile slowly formed over his face as I realized that he was starting to enjoy being filled with cock. I pushed once again and hit his prostate. He jumped as his body was overtaken by the intense pleasure of the stimulation. Now smiling at me, he reached up and pulled me back into a kiss, moaning in delirium. I smiled, thinking, "we haven't even started yet". Pulling out of him about halfway I did another quick hip rotation and then plunged back into him to the hilt, forcing him to almost shout with pleasure. He was ready for some real fucking. I pushed his legs outward and placed my hands on the back of his thighs. Holding him in that position, I started a slow fuck, giving him a few hard thrusts every now and then. His face went slack, his mouth hanging open and his eyes half open, he then smiled in ecstasy. I started to pick up the pace and he went wild.
"Oh shit, I'm yours Brice. Use that ass! Give me the fucking hot dick! Fuck me! Oh damn you fucker! Fuck that ass!"
"Yeah, you trooper stud", I hissed at him. "You're liking that cock fucking your ass. That tight ass is one hot fuck. I'm gonna fuck you until you explode, police man. Pull my ass over, will ya?!"
He looked up at me and smiled briefly before closing his eyes again, smiling then at the feeling of a cock moving swiftly through him.
My fingers dug into his legs as my pace quickened even more. I rode him like there was no tomorrow. He took it like a true stud, stroke for stroke. Finally I could feel my nuts boiling.
"Gonna cream that sweet ass, Jake. Sweet SWEET ass", I groaned.
Jake's cock was leaking an almost continuous flow of precum. He brought a hand up, spread it over his cock, and started stroking. "Aaaahh!!! Fuckin' hot fuck! I'm cumming!" he shouted.
I watched as he shot off, hitting the sheets above him and then his chest. The sight set me off and I came like never before, shooting deep inside him.
We both convulsed with pleasure and I slowly pulled out of him, then let his legs down and laid on top of him. Placing my hands on the side of his head, I kissed him deeply. I pulled away and said "dinner's almost ready. You hungry?"
"Starved", he said, and then pulled me back into a lingering kiss.
THE END?
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