Kris with the Policeman
Kris did not like staying out late. But he couldn’t avoid this party. It was fun too. The beer flowed freely and there was some coke too. He loved it. Maybe he would do it often. Even though it was now 2 in the morning that he was heading home.
He hadn’t taken his car. It was not necessary. The party was just around the block. He had to just walk for 10 minutes to reach home. So he walked – briskly at that.
What he didn’t know was that it would take him much more than 10 minutes to reach home.
Constable Simon was patrolling the neighborhood that night. A few elderly women in the area had complained of people prowling into their yards at night. “Darn those women! Just some cats prowling maybe. And now here I am, patrolling a dead neighborhood,” he was muttering to himself. And then he heard the footsteps.
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Kris walked along, not knowing the officer was surveying him in the dark. He came quite close to the officer before he could see him. “So where are you ambling along this time in the morning?” Constable Ryan asked. Kris was shaken. “Going home, that’s all,” he said.
The officer came closer. “Wild party, eh?” he said. “Well, let’s see. There have been people breaking in here last night. Could be some like you.” Adam’s breath became shorter. “N…no, no, not me. I am always at home.” “Except for such wild nights, eh?” said Constable Simon, poking his baton in Adam’s chest. “Let’s teach you a lesson, shall we? How about a night in the slammer?”
The booze, the marijuana, all melted away into nothingness right there. Adam kept looking at the officer with scared eyes. Then he realized he should not be staring him in the face. He lowered his gaze. Slowly, his gaze landed at the officer’s crotch. Something was wrong there.
“Or maybe I don’t put you in prison,” said the officer. “But let’s teach you a lesson.” Kris stood rooted there as he saw the officer opening his fly and letting his huge erection out. “You understand how I am going to teach you, don’t you?” he said. “This is yours to suck. Trust me, it tastes great after beer. No! w, strip!” Constable Ryan yelled out that last word. Kris was jolted and then he removed his clothes. Was there a way out for him? He stripped and knelt. The officer held naked Kris’ hair and thrust his penis into his mouth as far as it could go.
“Twinks are cool… mm…” Constable Ryan was saying. He face-fucked him till Kris became red in the face. Then he let go. “Let me teach ya lesson number 2 now,” he said. “Rise”. Kris did that, slowly. “Now double up and show me that ass.” Very reluctantly, Kris bent. He was thoroughly humiliated, and that too, this was happening just minutes from his home. But he had no time to think. He felt something very warm sliding into his! ass. He wanted to yell, but couldn’t.
Constable Simon fucked Adam for a whole half hour. Adam’s legs ached, his ass ached. But he couldn’t do anything. He felt the spurt of man juice filling his ass at long last. It was another whole three minutes after that that the officer pulled out.
“Good boy,” said Constable Simon. “When are you walking in at this time again? I will be patrolling here every night.”
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