Perverts 'R' Us

Little Boy's Room: The Cop

By Boy O' Boy ( M/b, M/t, Mm/b, pedo, inc )

This is a fantasy story involving sex between grown men, a teen and a boy. If it is illegal to read it in your area, please leave now. If, however you live in a more progressive part of the world where erotic literature is not subject to book burning and witch hunts, then by all means pull down your pants, get a towel and enter into the wonderful world of pedophilia and erotica. Enjoy.

The story left off with a uniformed policeman masturbating to the pedophilic scene before him. Here is the last paragraph of that story.

I didn't notice the uniformed man standing in the bushes. His black and white squad car was parked some yards away. His hand was stroking his throbbing thick 8-inch man-meat as he took in the scene of total debauchery before him. He held his moan in as he gushed his semen onto the leaf litter on the ground as he watched the two men empty their balls into the hairless little boy.

He was pleasantly surprised when he came upon this particular scene of a middle-aged man, a teen boy and a toddler engaging in the most filthy sex acts they could perform. His cock twitched again as he slid into the driver's seat. He stayed hidden until the van pulled off. He made note of the license plate number. It might come in handy in the future he thought to himself and smiled a satisfied smile.

Now let's read chapter two of this fantasy story.

The policeman drove off slowly, still envisioning the erotic scenes he had witnessed only moments before. He especially loved seeing the teenager fucking the 5-year-old boy while the little kid sucked the older man, who he assumed must be the boy's grandfather. That's when his own cock spurted thick gobs of white cum onto the leaf litter where he stood behind the bushes spying on the two perverts molesting the child. It was highly gratifying.

He grabbed at his cock as he drove, squeezing the remnants of semen out and into his damp underwear. He was careful not to let it stain the front of his dark blue uniform. Even though most cops are pretty kinky when it comes to their own sexual habits and desires, they were also very intolerant of anyone else's pleasures. Then they seemed to take on a puritanical view of what the world should be like, no doubt getting some perverse glee out of hassling people over their sexual desires. It gave them a twinge of wicked delight to know that they held that kind of power over others.

A few days had passed and it was nearing the end of his shift. The cop decided to take a drive. He pulled up the license plate number of the van on the squad car's computer screen. As he pulled his vehicle to the curb, he spied the van parked in the driveway alongside a house. He took a sip of his lukewarm coffee and waited. He had lots of time and wasn't in much of a hurry. He pushed the car door open and walked up to the door of the house. When a young man answered he smiled. He recognized the boy.

"Hey, kid, I'm here because of something I saw the other day. Were you at Fairgrounds Park two days ago?" he asked, knowing well what the answer would be.

"What?" the boy said nervously, avoiding the cop's eyes.

"You heard me. Don't play dumb. Was your van parked in the bushes at the park or not? I'm not going to ask you again," he said authoritatively.

The boy blushed and hesitated. His mind was spinning. He knew he had been seen and he was picturing being in a cell full of criminals who might or might not know that he had fucked a little boy. He would be a dead man.

"Y-yessir. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…"

But the cop cut him off. He smiled again and put a hand on the boy's shoulder. He was enjoying this bit of verbal torture. The teen stiffened up expecting the worst.

"Now, listen carefully. I need to know the name of the older man who was with you. That was his grandson with him, am I right?"

"Yes, sir. But I didn't mean to do anything wrong." The boy continued to plead, almost in tears. He still could not comprehend why the cop was there.

"Look, I'm not here to bust you, kid. I just want to know if you have a way of contacting that man. That's all," the cop continued.

"Uh, yeah. I have a phone number. Will that help?" the boy offered, still nervous that he was facing a policeman in full uniform and they were talking about possible charges for pedophilia. His life would be ruined.

"Yeah, that's what I need. Give it to me." The policeman held his hand out for the slip of paper.

The boy handed him the crumpled fragment out of his wallet. The cop lifted his cell phone and dialed the number. After two rings he heard a pick up. He spoke to the man and alluded to what had happened two days before. He said convincingly that he was a friend of the teen boy who had been with him. He did not mention the fact that he was a policeman. He didn't want to scare the pervert off before they had a chance to meet face to face. The trusting man on the other end of the line opened up to him and they had a short but exciting chat about kids and sex. They arranged to meet at the same park in half an hour. The cop conveyed this to the teen and told him they were going to take his van. It was the end of his shift and he usually took his squad car home anyway. It wouldn't hurt to leave it parked on the street for a while.

As they pulled into the small parking area of the park the boy spied the man's car. The car door slowly opened and the occupant walked up to greet the teen and his companion. The head of a small boy was visible in the passenger seat. This was working out very well, the cop thought. His cock was already responding to what was to come. He groped himself.

"Hi," the man said. "Glad you…" and his sentence trailed off as he spied the blue uniform next to the teen. He gulped nervously.

His mind was rapidly trying to digest what he was seeing. His worst nightmare was about to come true.

"Hey," the cop said. "I'm not here to bust anybody, so just relax. To make a long story short, I was in the woods when you and this boy and your grandkid were parked up there. Damn, man it was a hot scene. I had to beat off while I watched. Now I want something more personal. You up for it?"

The man couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was this right? Was he only wishing for what the handsome yet intimidating cop was saying? The policeman made no move to arrest him so it must be true.

"Well, what do you have in mind?" the man asked suspiciously. "I mean, do you want to go back up into the woods with us now?"

"Sure. Tell you what, go get the kid and get in the back of the van. We'll all drive up there and get real comfy," the cop suggested with a wink and an evil grin on his face. He could feel his cock begin to grow as he said it.

As the four reached their destination and the van pulled into the same little pulloff as before, the cop opened his door and walked to the side of the van. He slid the door open and stared at the cute little kid sitting on the carpeted floor. He was unbuttoning his uniform shirt and nodded to the grandfather to do the same. The policeman was built. His workouts at the gym had paid off. His muscular chest covered in dark short hair emphasized his pecs. The trail going down his flat abs from his navel to his pant line looked sexy as hell.

In a few minutes the boy and his grandfather were sitting on the floor completely naked. The cop undid his thick black leather belt and slowly slid his zipper down. He stood outside the van with his shirt off and his pants open. Without saying anything he motioned with his head again for the boy to come closer. His cock was hanging lewdly out of his dark navy uniform pants. It was a bull dick by anyone's standards. No pun intended. Well, maybe it was intended.

The boy knelt in front of the authority figure and wasted no time in reaching for the cock dangling before him. He felt the warm member. It was as soft as silk and smelled of sex. The great thing about men is, even if they are only thinking of their next sexual conquest they give off pheromones that signal their arousal. The sweet, musky smell wafted up and the boy sniffed at it deeply. That always turned the little boy on. It turned him on so much that sometimes when his daddy wasn't around he would go into the dirty clothes hamper and take his dad's underwear and put them over his face and inhale the scent of his father's genitals. It always gave him a thrill. Even at his young age he felt those tingles in his little genitals that kept him searching for new ways to make them feel good. He would rub them on his sheets or pillow or anything else to get the good feelings. He was a very typical boy.

The boy opened his mouth wide. He had to. The cock in front of him was much thicker than his grandfather's was. It was shaped much like a fat sausage in its casing of loose foreskin. And it sure looked good enough to eat. He licked the big head a few times to coat it with slick saliva that would make it slide into his young mouth easier. That was a lesson learned very early from grandpa. The cop shuddered and sighed loudly at the touch of the boy's soft pink lips. He couldn't take his eyes off the perverted scene before him. His cock was big and veiny, but in those tiny pink hands…and mouth of this toddler...it looked immense. It was a nasty sight to say the least. His cock throbbed and oozed precum into the boy's mouth continuously now.

The teen by this time had also exited the driver's seat and was standing nude outside the van. There was enough room for him to crawl into the back and kneel beside the older man inside. He anxiously reached between the man's legs and grasped the hard cock there. He began to slowly stroke it as they both watched the little boy fellating the cop.

The teen noticed the cop's utility belt that held his nightstick and cuffs and other paraphernalia usual to a duty cop. He shivered his appreciation. He was turned on by authority figures. Perhaps it came from his very demanding father. To say he was raised in a strict household was putting it mildly. Many a night, after his father had bent him over his knee with his pants down and beat him for doing something against the rules, the boy would become aroused. Afterwards, he would masturbate in bed thinking of his father's big firm hands landing on his smooth bare butt. He didn't understand why it excited him so as a young teen. He only knew that it aroused him so much that he couldn't help but masturbate.

He was not the only pubescent boy who had such thoughts of their fathers. In fact, it was a pretty common albeit secretive fantasy/reality that many fathers had for their sons and many sons had for their fathers. A lot of fathers acted upon those urges to the great benefit of their young sons. It was a truly loving, bonding relationship once that first tentative step was taken. Perhaps it wasn't too late for this teen to take that next step. He wanted to try it no matter the outcome. He little knew that his father had the same secretive desires. He would happily find out in the not too distant future.

The little boy had three inches of the cop's cock in his mouth and had his hands around the base of the thick meat. The cop slowly slid his pants down exposing the big ball sack hidden within. His thick pubes surrounded his cock and even covered the creases of the man's thighs. Next to the smooth little boy it was a very arousing contrast. It didn't go unnoticed by the other two in the van. The grandfather scooted forward to get a better view of his grandson sucking the big cock. Next to having his own cock sucked, seeing the boy suck this officer was almost as gratifying and just as exciting.

He felt wetness on his own cock as the teen sucked the head of it into his anxious mouth. He reached down and slid his thick finger in the teen's moist ass crevice and rubbed it up and down, coating it with boy sweat and natural oils, pausing at the boy's hole and pushing gently. The boy moaned his pleasure, giving the grandfather permission to push more firmly. He lifted his finger to his mouth and sniffed it briefly before he sucked it to coat it with saliva. He tasted the mustiness of the boy's anal ring and his pulse quickened. He loved that scent of youth and the flavor like no other. It was a clean, musky taste. He put his wet finger at the boy's anus and slowly pushed into his asshole. The boy moaned and shivered his delight. He began to finger fuck him as he watched his grandson continue to suck the big cop cock in front of him.

The back of the van was roomy. This allowed the cop to step up into it and lay down so the kid would have better access to his nasty penis. His pants were discarded as he got into position. His muscular legs and broad hips were covered in the same dark, dense hair that his chest was. He spread his legs and watched the excited boy position himself between them and to continue to suck on his favorite toy. Some kids are natural cocksuckers.

The teen was ready. He needed a cock in his ass. If nothing else happened that day he wanted to go home with an ass full of hot man cum, maybe hot cop cum too, if he was lucky. He lay on his back and lifted his legs high. The grandfather needed no further invitation. He spread the boy's legs even wider and aimed his 7-inch cock at the waiting pucker. No lube was needed. By this time his cock was oozing copious amounts of nature's lube. The precum smeared the boy's anus as the grandfather moved his cock head up and down the boy's ass crevice. He pressed the spongy head at the tight sphincter and felt it give way. A mutual sigh escaped their lips.

This boy had been fucked before. He imagined other cocks ravaging this teen hole and his cock throbbed as it slid past the anal ring and into the hot wet bowels of the teen. He heard the young man whimper in pain and pure satisfaction. He knew the boy wanted it even though it hurt. He also knew it wouldn't be long before the intense pleasure took over that the boy would welcome the dull pain that accompanied it. His cock slid in until all that remained outside the tight, moist asshole of the teen was its base. His thick pubic hairs rubbed against the boy's smooth butt cheeks. He began a slow, grinding, circular movement that would give his cock maximum pleasure as it touched the insides of the tight anal canal. The movement also sent shivers of sheer pleasure to the teen's insides. The unmistakable wet sounds of sex filled the van's interior as the grandfather's cock pushed in and out of the young teen's moist asshole. He reached down and grasped the boy's rigid nipples and pulled them firmly but gently. The boy moaned his gratification as they were stretched to hardness. Both of their cocks throbbed involuntarily. They glanced over to watch the little boy expertly suck the cop's fat cock, increasing their excitement.

The officer's hands were at the back of the boy's head pulling him forward slowly. It was amazing just how much of that big man meat the boy could tolerate. His lips were stretched taut. It went past his tonsils now and entered the upper part of the boy's throat. His eyes teared but he didn't stop. He couldn't stop even if he'd wanted to. The policeman grunted his satisfaction at the boy's expertise. He winked at the grandfather as he watched the teen boy take his cock up his ass. His pulse was quickening now. His cock was expanding in anticipation of the jets of cum that would soon fill the mouth of the young kid lying naked between his legs. His hands held the back of his head tightly so the boy couldn't come off the cock and ruin his orgasm. He wanted the feel of the warm, wet young mouth on his cock to last.

He felt the beginnings of his orgasm as his hairy ball sack drew up tighter. The intense pleasure rushing through his prostate and up through his massive cock were unequaled. No other sensation even came close to this erotic feeling. The first gush of cum spurted into the boy's throat. The second and third landed on the back of his tongue as the boy pulled back slightly. The officer's big hands stopped him so he had to take what was coming. Gush after gush of white thick cum filled the boy's oral cavity. He swallowed as fast as he could but still more came. He was forced down onto the spurting cock by unyielding hands. The cop was unaware of the pressure he was exerting on the boy's neck as every muscle in his body tensed.

The boy choked and gasped for air. His eyes bulged and watered. But he continued sucking like he was taught to suck. He knew from past experience that very soon he would be released and would be able to breathe freely. His own little cocklet throbbed in response. He had long ago learned to enjoy this brief sexual high to its fullest. His right hand came off the big man's cock and moved to his infantile genitals and he rubbed them quickly. He reached his little boy orgasm as the last spurt of the cop's cum coated his tongue. His high pitched squeal of sheer ecstasy filled the van. He gasped for much needed air as the man's hands fell to the side. He had nearly passed out from lack of oxygen and the intense dry orgasm he had experienced. He was shivering uncontrollably with sexual delight and deprivation of oxygen. He fell face forward onto the man's crotch and panted, filling his lungs with much needed air. He drooled a mixture of cum and saliva and tears onto the man's damp pubic hairs rubbing against his cheek.

As he lay there with his eyes closed he felt a long tubular probe rubbing in his smooth, hairless ass crack. It wasn't his grandfather's cock; he knew the feel of that. The policeman was lying on his back still. The teen boy was being fucked. What was it? He thought to himself. The policeman rubbed the black nightstick between the boy's cleft and felt his cock jerk at the sight of it. The foot long probe looked menacingly nasty to everyone present in the steamy back compartment of the van.

As the cop sat up and rested against the back of the seat behind him he continued to rub the faux dildo between the boy's tiny mounds. He grinned nastily at the grandfather. With silent approval he positioned it vertically so the rounded end was rubbing against the toddlers pink little hole. He twisted it from side to side as he held it to the unyielding pucker. Gradually the previously lubed tip began to ease into the prone boy. There was little protest. The boy was unaware of what was planned for him. If he had known, he might have looked to his grandfather for comfort.

The long slick wooden shaft began to enter the boy gradually as the policeman pushed it down with steady pressure. This was too much for the grandfather to take and he felt his cock explode into the teen boy's ass as he slammed it home. He held it against the protesting teen's buttcheeks and growled his satisfaction and lust until his balls emptied their contents into the hot sex chamber. His eyes never left his grandson's naked body. The completely depraved scene was pure aphrodisiac to the middle-aged man.

The cop continued to corkscrew the weapon into the boy until he met some resistance. He moved the end of the stick to another angle and pushed once again. The boy's insides opened up to take it. Fully five inches were now embedded into the prostrate boy. His moans of pleasure/pain filled the van. The cop began to slowly move the black stick in and out of the boy's young smooth ass as the other two degenerates knelt alongside so they could watch up close. The boy's grandfather stroked the lad's lower back with his big hand, emphasizing the small size of the boy lying on the floor of the van. He watched with amazement as the nightstick probed deeper into his flesh and blood. He placed a hand on each of the boy's soft little mounds and pulled them apart to better see the black stick fucking his grandson. A new surge of sexual electric energy went through his genitals. His cock was throbbing up and down with his pulse in a half-hard state. The last drips of cum dribbled off the tip of it and lingered momentarily before dropping to the rough carpet and disappearing.

The little boy was moaning now with pure pleasure. He wanted it to never end, yet he was afraid of what was happening to him too. He knew he could trust his grandfather to never harm him but he was facing this oversized authority figure and was not as secure that this man would be as kind. His mind blocked out some of the pain and concentrated on the wonderful feelings his opened asshole was giving him. He felt the stick rub his infantile prostate and shivered at the intense feeling of it. He involuntarily pushed his buttocks up to meet the intruding probe again and again. The nasty cop smiled. He knew the boy wanted it now. He pushed another inch into the boy as he saw his young head jerk up in fresh surprise at this newest assault.

He left the stick buried at this depth and let go of it. The men marveled as they saw the long probe throbbing, moving provocatively from side to side like some lewd metronome powered by the child's pulse and the unconscious spasms of his young muscles. It was so vulgar and depraved that they gasped in unison. Their cocks responded by growing to full erection once again. The boy moaned now with pure delight at this wonderful sexual assault on his insides. He desired it now.

For another ten minutes the perverted cop manipulated the hard stick in and out of the little kids' asshole. From this day on, every time he lifted his nightstick for whatever reason, he would feel surges of sexual energy go through his cock and balls. He slowly slid the dildo out and watched the boy's open pink asshole gradually wink shut. He saw the moist ass juices around it sparkling in the sunlight. The boy didn't move.

The dildo was replaced by the policeman's thick tongue. He wanted to taste the boy's anal juices and young flesh. The boy felt the wet, soft probe and pushed his butt up to meet it. He had felt this before from his grandfather and reveled in the intensely satisfying feelings it gave him. He felt his second orgasm of the afternoon go through his young genitals and squealed with delight. His body shook uncontrollably. The cop smiled as his tongue went deeper into the boy's anal passage. In and out it probed like a fat pink wiggling cock. He too shivered his appreciation at the taste and feel of the boy's silky moist insides. His cock was hard again and ready for more.

At the same moment each pedophile pictured his cock replacing that invading nightstick. Before the afternoon was over, their imagined molestation would come true. Each in turn would position himself behind the prostrate boy. They too would push their slicked up cocks into him and fill the boy with cum until his tiny body could hold no more. It would ooze out and down his smooth balls, finally settling into the carpeting. His legs were spread wide so all present could get a good look at the completely depraved scene. He would enter a new phase in his young life. There was no turning back now. He wouldn't want to turn back anyway.

He loved his grandfather now more than ever and wished he could live with him always. As he felt the first warm spongy cock head pushing into him he closed his eyes tight and savored the moment. He didn't know which man was fucking him and he didn't care. He knew that before the day was over he would have each man's cock inside his warm bowels. He sighed at the thought and his little boy cocklet spasmed with sheer delight.

He would remember this day always and never fail to become aroused by it. His young hips moved back to greet the big phallus and he felt that twinge of erotic pain that he craved now. He knew it would soon be replaced by sheer pleasure. A hand reached underneath his raised hips and began a slow sexual massage of his immature genitals. It only added to his lust. He sighed as the invading cock reached its full depth and he could feel the man's rough pubic hairs rubbing on his previously unmolested, fair buttocks.

As the mysterious hand rubbed his little genitals to orgasm he shuddered and shook like never before. His body was learning to respond to these intimate, perverted touches more easily now. As the last throes of boy orgasm shot through his young body he collapsed onto the flooring and reveled in the feelings of the silky hard cock pistoning in and out of his ass. The policeman shoved his cock in deeper still. The boy loved the intense sensations. He felt the first hot spurts of man cum searing his insides. There was nothing designed with such precise utility as a cock rubbing on smooth young flesh. The sensation has no parallel in nature. He smiled as he enjoyed the loving sexual ministrations of each pedophile in turn. His asshole barely closed before the next cock was pushing urgently to open it up again. What a lucky boy he was. He thought to himself.

A collective sigh filled the small cabin of the van as the sun began to lower past the tree line. The unmistakable smell of man and boy sex permeated the confined space. It was mixed with the erotic smell of man sweat. If it could be bottled, every pervert in the world would buy a case of it.

This would be the beginning of a long relationship. The policeman had many pedophile friends on the force. They'd cream their pants for an opportunity like this. He could hardly wait to tell them. There would be other young boys who would gladly join in the perverse games. Some would be the sons of the police involved; others would be young charges that fell into their hands through the courts. They would come from the homes of abusive parents and would find kindness and love from these peace officers and their pedophilic friends from all walks of life. The children would welcome the unfamiliar kindness and sexual pleasures these pedophiles would show them. The vast majority would spend their entire lives silently thanking these men for the love and sexual joy they received. None would ever be forced to do these things. That wasn't the style of the true pedophile. It was only those sadistic devils who gave a bad name to boy love that made all the headlines. The cops would work hard to change that perception over the years. Maybe one day they would succeed. Who knows?

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