(M/M, masturbation, bondage,
oral, anal)
"Stop! Or I'll shoot! Give up, Carlos. You have no where to go!" yelled a
Portuguese cop, holding a gun. Rain was pouring down hard, wetting him and his
target. The weapon in the cop's hand was clearly aimed at a man named Carlos.
The cop inched forward, carefully maintaining the direction of his gun. For
months, Jorge had been chasing that slick wrongdoer. When finally he could
corner Carlos, he swore not to let him escape. "You're at the top of a tall
building. Your escape ends here. No more running away." What Jorge said was
true. Both of them were standing at the top of a tall hotel. The only escape for
Carlos was death by jumping off that building, if he wanted to. "Good boy, I
wish you had given up earlier," the cop said, throwing a pair of handcuffs at
Jorge. "Cuff your both of your hands," he ordered, keeping his gun aimed at the
criminal. "Do it or I'll shoot you!"
Not having much choice, Carlos bent down and took the cuffs. Grunting, he
willy-nilly cuffed his right hand. 'Shit! That fucking cop got me. Now what to
do?' he asked. Panic struck him but he did not show it at all. Yet, he continued
to cuff his other hand. Standing still, he did nothing as Jorge approached him.
'This night is gonna be long,' he sighed, realizing that there was no way to
escape. Meekly, he let Jorge manhandle his body. Roughly, he was forced to walk
over to the stairs. His clothes had been soaking wet, drenched by the rain.
Soon, Carlos found himself standing in an expensive hotel room. It was Jorge's
room. Quietly, Carlos cursed the hotel because he was caught there.
"We're gonna stay here for the night because there's no train or plane heading
for Lisbon in the middle of the night like this. Plus, it's raining outside.
Tomorrow, I'm going to take you to Lisbon and put you in jail," Jorge said,
quite satisfied with his own achievement. Immediately, Jorge undressed himself.
The clothes he wore was soaking wet, not being able to hide the outline of his
body. Without nay embarrassment, that policeman unbuttoned the wet shirt and let
it fall onto the carpeted floor. His chest came into the view, hanging down from
the broad torso. Both of his brown nipples stood out, caressed by the cold. In
his early 30, Jorge did not possess an athletic body. Like most ordinary guys,
Jorge liked to eat. Body fat was hiding under his skin, yet it was spread
evenly. Thus, Jorge did not look fat at all. And he still had some muscles under
the layer of fat.
Carlos's eyes did not blink as they took in the details of Jorge's pectorals.
That bank robber indeed had some gay genes in his body. He was also in his early
30s. To him, Jorge's body was such an erotic sight. Carlos was not picky when it
came to choosing men. As long as they had cock to suck and hot ass to fuck,
Carlos would gladly take them. 'Shit! Jorge looked quite handsome. I never
really paid any attention to neither his body nor his face. But suddenly,
watching him take off his shirt gives me a hard-on.' Helplessly, the crook
looked down and spotted a big tent in his own wet trousers. 'Double shit! I',
getting hard. How can I keep my cock down when a gorgeous cop is changing his
clothes in front of me,' he grunted desperately. Throbbing, Carlos' dick was
straining inside the soaked briefs.
Not realizing the lust in Carlos' eyes, the cop continued to shuck off his
trousers. Those wet trousers fell down immediately onto the floor with a loud
clinking noise. The carpet was, of course, dampened as it was absorbing the
water from the drenched clothes. As Jorge turned his back to Carlos, he
accidentally showed the great outline of his butt. The tight wet briefs looked
almost transparent, biting into his bubble butt. Gulping his saliva down, Carlos
was having a tough time to control himself. If he hadn't been cuffed, he would
have pushed Jorge to the floor and raped his ass. Rain drops dripped onto the
carpet from Carlos' soaking wet body. His clothes still clung onto his body.
Wearing a simple T-shirt and a trousers, he realized that the outline of his own
body was visible to Jorge's eyes. As a criminal, Carlos needed to have a strong
and fit body to do crime. In fact, judging from his physical appearance, people
could have mistaken him for a bouncer or a bodyguard.
"Hey," Carlos said, trying to get Jorge's attention. "I'm cold here. Are you
going to let me get sick or something? Help me get out of these wet clothes," he
demanded, intentionally flexed his biceps. The torso area near the armpits
bulged a bit. 'Yeah, he came closer. This is my chance to seduce him. If he's
gay, he would be horny to see my body. If he isn't, I will find a way to rape
his straight ass. One way or the other, that sexy cop is mine.' Standing still,
he let Jorge come closer. 'Oh yeah, he's checking out my body. Perhaps he's
interested in my chest or nipples.' Purposely, Carlos flexed his pectorals. The
torso bulged, straining against the drenched T-shirt. Angrily, his erect nipples
stuck out, creating two small mountains.
Standing right in front of Carlos, the cop looked at him for a while. Then, he
suddenly fished out a knife from his back pocket. Before Carlos could say
anything, Jorge had already taken hold of Carlos' wet T-shirt. Bringing the
knife down, Jorge cut the T-shirt in half. Carlos' athletic chest was exposed.
The two brown nipples jutted out. Soft hair growing around the dark brown
aureole looked wet. Being soft and short, the body hair seemed to grow all over
Carlos' torso and abdomen. Looking straight into Jorge's eyes, Carlos was trying
to seduce him. But that cop did not seemed to be bothered as he continued to
jerked the torn T-shirt off Carlos' body. Without being asked to, Jorge's hands
went down to work on Carlos' trousers. Within a minute, the wet trousers fell
down, circling Carlos' ankles. Jorge's eyes swept down Carlos' almost naked
body. They soon spotted the obscene bulge.
'Shit! This man is having a hard-on,' Jorge thought, laying his eyes on the wet
bulge. But the cock was not seen through for the fabric was thick. 'Is he homo?'
His mind wandered to the horny homosexual experiences he had during the police
academy while he was still a cadet in Lisbon. At that time, Jorge, along with
other junior cadets, had to give up their ass to the senior cadets. It was truly
horny and worth to remember. That horny memory slowly stirred Jorge's dick,
making it erect. Involuntarily, the dick lengthened and reached its maximum
size. Suddenly, Jorge's briefs became too small, not being able to accommodate
that hardening cock. 'Uh, damn! I get a hard-on, too!' he cursed himself. In
normal situation, Jorge would find himself blushing. But since Carlos was hard,
too, Jorge found that it was normal for him to have a hard-on.
'Yeah, he's hard already!' Carlos yelled in his mind. 'It's gonna be easier to
fuck him. I've always like men in uniform. This cop's hot ass is going to be
mine. But I want to play hard. If he wants me, he has to beg.' Flexing the
muscles around the groin, Carlos maintained his erection. That cock throbbed
lewdly, displaying itself against the soaked briefs. Carlos stepped up, freeing
his ankles from the trousers. He was one step closer to Jorge. Facing face to
face, he could clearly detect the horniness in Jorge. 'Yeah, he wants it. I can
se lust in his eyes. That cop is perverted. Maybe I can use it to my advantage
later. But now, I want to fuck his ass. But he must wait.'
Clearing his throat, Jorge gathered himself. But he still could not distract his
eyes from Carlo's lascivious tent. "Your briefs are wet," Jorge said, his voice
being hoarse. "Do you want me to take them off for you, too?" That was of course
a lame excuse but Jorge had no idea of how to make Carlos loose the briefs. The
answer he received was only a deep guttural grunt. And Jorge thought of it as a
yes. "Ok, I'll take them off." His heart beating fast, Jorge slipped his fingers
under the briefs waist band. Pushing down, he slid the wet materials down
Carlos' legs. A hard cock jumped out and hit Jorge's chin. The musky smell of
cock permeated the air and drilled into his nostrils. "Oh!" Involuntarily, the
cop gasped. But his gasp sounded rather erotic. Both of his hands accidentally
lost their grip on the waistband. Carlos briefs plummeted down to the ankles.
Grunting, Carlos asked, "What? You like my cock, huh? Why do you keep staring at
my cock?" Carlos wanted to play hard, not wanting to give in easily. Thus, he
restrained himself and pretended not to be interested. "Your briefs look wet,
too. Why don't you take them off?" Carlos asked, hoping to see Jorge's dick.
Without much persuasion, that cop stood back and took the briefs off. Carlos'
eyes widened, taking in all the vivid details. 'Shit! Jorge's dick is nice. But
what I want is his ass.' Imagining about the pleasure of fucking the cop's ass
gave him a harder erection.
'Damn! What am I doing?' the cop berated himself. 'Carlos is a crook. I can't
have sex with a criminal. More over, what if he's just using me to escape. No! I
can't let him get what he wants.' With great effort, Jorge restrained himself
from groping Carlos' dick. Yawning, the cop realized that it was time to sleep.
But another thing bugged his mind. He could not leave Carlos unwatched. "You're
sleeping with me," he suddenly said, coming forward. Unlocking the cuffs, Jorge
cuffed his own left arm. The other cuff was connected to Carlos' right hand.
"This way, you won't be able to escape," Jorge said. But deep in his mind, he
was questioning whether it was wise to do that. He knew he would be having some
tough time in bed.
'No, you're wrong, Jorge. It is you who will not escape,' Carlos chuckled in his
heart. Willingly, he let Jorge dragged him by the hand towards the bed, As both
of them got on the bed, Carlos fabricated a plan to fuck Jorge's ass. 'This is
gonna be quite easy,' he thought as he lay on his back. Turning to the side, he
saw the cop lay next to him. The cuffs kept their hands together between their
naked bodies. Minutes passed. But the erection that they both had did not go
away. Throbbing, Carlos' dick had even started to leak out a drop of precum. Not
showing any shame, Carlos proudly displayed his dick. "I'm precumming, ah!" he
whispered, trying to get Jorge's attention.
The cop turned his head to Carlos and witnessed the precum flowed down the cock
shaft. It was truly such an erotic sight. He gulped down his own saliva, wishing
that he could lick the precum. Hesitantly, the cop reached out his free
hand. His right torso flexed as the hand reached over. Seeing that Carlos showed
no objection, Jorge got braver. The hand slowly wrapped itself around the
throbbing cock. "Oh, it's so hard," Jorge said, mesmerized by that living meat.
Not realizing it, Jorge soon found himself stroking Carlos' big dick. Joy ran
through Jorge's body as he indulged himself in the horny masturbatory session.
Again and again, he gasped involuntarily. As a cop, he knew that it was a big
mistake to have sex with the bad guy he captured. But on the other hand, Jorge
was just a normal gay guy who was filled with sexual desire. "Ah," he gasped
again, wrapping his hand tighter.
Carlos' dick was uncircumcised. The thick foreskin repeatedly covered
and uncovered the glans as the hand stroke the cock closer to orgasm. When the
hand reached the cock head, Jorge enjoyed feeling the bulging head. The sight of
the foreskin exposing the head was marvelous. Seeing that, Jorge felt that he
could cream sooner. Throbbing, the knob oozed out another drop of precum. That
meat seemed eager to be touched. Meanwhile, Jorge's own dick still pulsated,
too. It also had drooled out precum, dampening the head. That dick was throbbing
desperately, hoping that a hand would stroke it. Not being able to leave his
dick alone, Jorge placed his cuffed left hand on his own dick. In the process,
he also dragged Carlos' right hand with it. Jorge's face turned bright when he
felt Carlos' hand rubbing his thigh.
"You have quite smooth thighs, Jorge," Carlos commented as he kept groping the
cop's bare thigh. Jorge's thighs were indeed smooth. But the lower legs were
still grown with leg hair. Naughtily, that criminal pinched the cop's thigh
gently. All of a sudden, both of tem had forgotten that they were enemies. "Your
cock is nice. Let me hold it," Carlos added, shoving Jorge's hand away. Wrapping
the palm around Jorge's aching dick, Carlos started to stroke that dick. "Oh
yeah, you're getting hard. I know you like men." Hissing, Carlos tried to exude
his aura of dominance to subdue that cop. "You want me to keep stroking your
dick, huh?" he asked teasingly. And the answer that he got was a firm nod. "I
want to see you cum. You make me so horny. I'm gonna stroke your dick till you
explode all over yourself. Yeah, don't fight the urge. Just let it flow. Lust
will take over your mind."
In the same time, Jorge never let Carlos' dick go. His hand still loyally jerked
that cock up and down. More precum flowed out, smearing Jorge's palm. Lust had
turned Jorge from a tough cop into a lustful submissive gay man. It had been
years since he had gay sex. Thus, he missed it very much. The smell of precum
permeated the room. Jorge gasped when Carlos tightened the grip around his dick.
It felt very good. Not showing any embarrassment at all, that cop moaned with
great pleasure. "Oh yeah, keep stroking my dick, Carlos. I like your strong
gripping hand. It's milking my dick. Oh!" Jorge slurred, his body shuddering.
Beads of sweat had dampened his naked body already. A rather big globule of
sweat rolled down the narrow path between the chest mounds. "Oh, I'm so fucking
horny. Play with my cock, Carlos. Make me cum, ah!" he whimpered, thrashing his
head.
"Shit! We've just started and you want to cum now?" asked Carlos unbelievably.
"You're one horny bastard, aren't you? Yeah, I'm gonna make you cum, don't
worry. Then I'm gonna fuck your ass. And make you cum again." Immediately, he
noticed a spark of excitement in Jorge's eyes right after he said that. "So, you
like getting fucked , huh? You seem very excited." Chuckling to himself, Carlos
continued, "Yeah, this is going to be fun." The cock in Carlos' hand throbbed
more violently. Precum had oozed down his hand, although not much. Whenever
Carlos tightened the grip, Jorge would moan louder. "Yu must have a sensitive
dick head, right?" With that, Carlos retracted Jorge's foreskin down. Thus, the
dick head was exposed. Then he grabbed the glistening bare dick head! The coarse
palm felt like a sandpaper as it touched Jorge's sensitive dick head. Loud groan
of pain, mixed with pleasure, echoed from Jorge's quivering lips.
"Your hand is too rough!" Jorge shouted, protesting. His naked chest was heaving
heavily, pumping air. Despite the uncomfortableness he felt, Jorge still enjoyed
the rough stroking. Yet, his body continued to squirm violently. "Ah! Fuck! It
hurts my cock! But I love it! Oh!" he yelled again, gripping Carlos' dick
tightly. One big throb forced Jorge's dick to exude a globule of precum. "Oh!
I'm closer to cumming! Fuck! Keep stroking my dick. Ah! Carlos, oh!" Jorge's
cuffed hand busily stroked his own sweaty stomach. That hand could not move
freely for it was joined with Carlos'. Feverishly, Jorge replayed the hardcore
action when the senior cadets took turns in plowing his once virgin ass. "Yes,
Carlos. Stroke my cock! Ah, fuck!"
"Cum for me. I want to see your thick creamy cum spurt out of your dick. Oh
yeah, you're very horny. It makes me horny, too. Stroke my dick, too, Jorge.
You'd better make me cum now before I bang your sluttish ass. Yes!" Carlos
grunted, heaving. That criminal used his free hand to wipe the sweat off his own
body. Carlos' body was packed with muscles, glistening with sweat. The muscles in
pectoral area flexed as he reached over for Jorge's body. "You look hot. Let me
touch your body," he offered, placing his hand on Jorge's heaving chest. "Your
chest is rather flabby with fat. But I can still feel the muscles underneath,"
he commented as he squeezed Jorge's chest. The fingers brushed against the
nipples, jolting Jorge's body as if it's electrocuted. "Oh, your nipples are too
sensitive, huh? Well, let me touch them again," Carlos added, intentionally
aiming at those brown nipple heads.
"Oh, shit!" Jorge groaned as pleasure was radiating from his nipples. Bucking
like a mad bronco, he made the bed creak. The bed sheet was pulled off as he
finned wildly. "Fuck! I can't take it anymore. I'm gonna shoot, Carlos!" he
warned, panting. Throbbing hard, Jorge's dick was trying to free itself from
Carlos' ever stroking hand. Precum kept flowing down, smearing Carlos' hand. The
grip was loosened as it was too slippery to hold the cock. Yet, the stroking
rhythm was maintained well, going up and down. "Ah! Fuck! Carlos, I'm gonna
shoot! Stop it. I don't want to cum, yet. It's too soon," Jorge whimpered. But
Carlos of course did not care about that. "Oh, Carlos! Stop or I'll shoot! My
cum is at my cock head now. It's going to shoot out! Oh!" The tell-tale sign of
orgasm started to show. Jorge's entire body stiffened as the muscles contracted.
His breathing became deeper and heavier. And then his groans got louder.
Bucking, Jorge tried to restrain himself from cumming. But his cock got a mind
of its own.
Suddenly, Jorge's dick started to spray out its cum. It was shooting out
frantically. As the dick head began firing, Carlos changed the stroking rhythm
into circular movement, relentlessly massaging the dick head. It certainly added
to Jorge's cumming pleasure. "Ah! I'm fucking cumming, Carlos!" he yelled,
thrusting his hips upward. A big globule of cum jetted out. For a second, it
flew upward, inches away from the cock. Then it landed back, splattering the
stomach. The rest of the shots jetted out in weaker shots. Again and again, the
cop groaned. His face showed a mixed expression of pain and pleasure. The whole
muscles, hiding beneath the fat layer, contracted. Jorge's naked body was
jolted. Thrashing on the bed, he kept shooting out his cock juice while groaning as
loud as he could. "Fuck! I'm cumming! Carlos, oh! Yes! Oh, milk my dick! Ah yes!
Fucking yes!" Jorge surrendered his body to orgasm. Each time his dick spewed
out its load, he would groan shamelessly. His naked body had been bathed in
sweat. When the climax subsides, Jorge lay motionlessly on the bed. Panting, he
was very tired.
"Yeah, nice cum shots," Carlos commented, letting go of Jorge's cummy dick.
Carlos' palm was smeared with thick layer of gooey cum. "Shit! You flooded your
own stomach," he added as he saw puddles of cum scattered on Jorge's stomach.
Jorge's hand stopped stroking Carlos' dick. It only groped Carlos' crotch and
massaged the balls. Carlos looked down at his own hard dick and said, "I'm still
hard. You have to take care of me. My balls are heavy with man milk. I haven't
jacked off for days. Suck my cock." Dragging Jorge's cuffed hand, Carlos made a
gesture that Jorge should get down and suck his dick. "Come on. I know that you
long to taste a real man's dick. I have a dick. Suck it," he demanded, thrusting
his hips upward. Carlos' dick throbbed harder. "Yeah, you wanna suck my cock,
don't you? Then, do it. I can't wait all day for you. Suck it."
Panting, Jorge had not completely gathered himself. His head was still reeling
from his orgasmic daze. He did not out up a fight when Carlos reached over and
dragged him towards Carlos' obscene erection. Jorge had to bend his body over in
order to mouth that cock. As his head was closer to that dick, he picked up am
acrid smell emanating from that throbbing meat. 'Shit! Carlos wants me to suck
his dick. I don't want to, but I'm still tired from the orgasm. I can't fight
back,' Jorge thought. Whenever he had just finished cumming, Jorge needed longer
time than most guys to get horny again. Thus, the thought of sex right after
cumming was such a turn-off for him because he did not feel like doing that. But
Jorge let Carlos drive his meat into Jorge's mouth. 'Oh no! His cock is so
disgusting too. He never washes it,' Jorge complained in his heart. Unwillingly,
that helpless cop opened his mouth. Carlos' meat slid in without any difficulty.
Just as Jorge's tongue touched the exposed dick head, Jorge immediately retched.
The taste of Carlos' dick was horrible, permeated with the acrid smell of
smegma.
Indeed, Carlos seldom washed his uncut dick. Thick layer of cock cheese
accumulated under the foreskin. Some of the cheese turned damp as precum flooded
it. The earlier stroking had cracked the cheese. Parts of it came out from under
the skin and scattered on Carlos' dick head, near the pee hole. When Jorge sank
his mouth around that throbbing meat, he received a cheese treat. "Yeah, eat my
cock cheese. Like it or not, you have to clean my cock up. I haven't washed it
for months. Yeah, smell its musky odor. Oh yeah, it makes you horny, right?"
Judging from Jorge's tortured facial expression, Carlos could easily guess that
smegma was not Jorge's thing. Yet, it made Carlos hornier because, during gay
sex, he liked humiliating guys and forced them to do things against their wish.
"Lick my cock clean. Eat all the cheese. Yeah, I've got lots of it just for
you," grunted Carlos, lowering down the foreskin with his free hand.
Retching, Jorge forced himself not to vomit. The taste of cheese was
indescribable. It was like eating a mixture of stale cum and piss. Moaning,
Jorge started to put up a fight. His muffled groans vibrated through Carlos'
dick. The acrid smell of Carlos' dick penetrated Jorge's nose, intoxicating the
cop. "Oh! Let go!" Jorge yelled through the dick. But it was almost impossible
for the cop to free himself from Carlos' dick because Carlos placed one hand on
Jorge's head. 'I can't eat smegma. I don't like it. Uh!' Jorge's mind screamed.
Suddenly, Jorge felt a hard squeeze on his balls. He knew that it must have been
a threat from Carlos. At then, Carlos' cock slit opened up and oozed out a clear
drop of precum. Somehow, it made Carlos' dick become tastier. Still unwillingly,
Jorge lapped up Carlos' dick head. Surprisingly, he found that the cock tasted
better. Still not believing it, Jorge tried another lap. 'His cock started to
taste good,' the cop thought.
"Yeah, you make me so horny. I am precumming for you. Drink my precum, Jorge.
Don't miss any drop. Yeah, lick my dick head. Oh!" Carlos groaned, thrashing his
head. "Fuck! You have a hot mouth. Yeah, suck my dick. Drink my precum. Eat my
cheese. Yes! Oh! A cop is sucking my dick! Yes! You're one sluttish cop." The
cuffed hand continued to secure Jorge's position, to keep the suction continued.
While the other hand was used to grope around his own perspiring torso. The soft
mat of chest hair was soaking wet as the pores continued to ooze out sweat
droplets. "Suck my dick, oh yes! Lick my dick head clean, officer Jorge. Oh
fuck! You're such a slut but I like it. Yeah, you like cock, don't' you? Keep
sucking my dick. It's a real man's dick, made only for you. Yes!" Carlos groaned
again, hissing. More precum escaped his cock slit as his body shuddered.
Not knowing what happened, Jorge decided to keep slurping on the cock. Over and
over, his tongue was wiping Carlos' dick head. The knob was shiny, clean from
cheese. Most of the cheese had been licked up by Jorge. The tongue continued to
work, wiping Carlos' dick head up and down. Each lick made the cock throb
harder. Another drop of precum oozed out. 'This cock is delicious. It doesn't
taste as horrible as it did. Oh, Carlos' cock leaks a lot. I want to lick up all
its precum. Oh yeah, it's salty but it's good,' Jorge thought, busily cleaning
the knob. The cop's cummy dick started to grow. Blood filled the veins and the
shaft hardened in no time. 'Oh! I'm hard again. Shit! Sucking Carlos' dick makes
me horny.'
"Suck my cock harder, officer Jorge," groaned Carlos, thrusting his hips upward.
His dick slipped deeper into Jorge's throat, almost gagging that cop. "Your
mouth is warm and hot. Uh! I really like your suction. I bet you have sucked
quite a lot of cocks, huh? I'm gonna make you remember mine as the best cock
you've ever sucked." Pulsating, that cock oozed out another globule of precum.
The liquid was soon lapped up by Jorge's tongue. As the tongue swept the
sensitive dick head, Carlos moaned for the umpteenth time. "Oh fuck! Your tongue
is caressing my dick head! Oh! I like it! Fuck yeah! Don't stop! Keep worshiping
my cock! Uh!" Shuddering, Carlos' naked athletic body radiated waves of
pleasure.
Eagerly, Jorge sucked harder. At times, he would gag whenever Carlos thrust his
dick too deep into the throat. Slimy precum blotched Jorge's mouth and throat,
spreading saltiness. Getting hornier, his breaths became deeper. Each time he
inhaled, his chest would grow bigger. With his free hand, Jorge was caressing
Carlos' naked body. Gently, the hand wiped away the sweat beads. Paying
attention to the torso area, the cop was rubbing Carlos' nipples. Loud lewd
groans were produced as the response of the sensual rubbing. Slurping sounds
constantly resounded as Jorge sucked the meat. Saliva dampened the shaft as
Jorge slid his ring-shaped lips up and down. Some even slipped out of the lips,
heading for the balls. It was quite sloppy. Jorge's warm breaths were blowing
against Carlos' pubic bush, warming it up.
"Shit, Jorge! You're such a great cock sucker! You can make me cum, you know,"
Carlos grunted, squirming his sweaty muscular body. The pectorals flexed as he
moved his free hand to Jorge's head. His fingers ran through the damp hair.
"Don't stop sucking my cock. I have gallons of fresh cum for you. I will shoot
it into your sluttish mouth. Oh! I'm so horny. You're so fucking incredible,
officer Jorge." Nearing ejaculation, Carlos' dick throbbed harder. Precum oozed
out in greater amount, flooding Jorge's sucking mouth. "Shit, Jorge! I'm close
now. I'm going to fire my cum into your mouth. Ah!" Holding the cop's head
tighter, Carlos pushed it down. Thus, Jorge's mouth was locked around Carlos'
dick. "Fuck! Here I cum! Drink it all. Don't lose a drop!" Carlo breathed, his
head reeling with unspeakable passion. "Fuck yes! Take it! Fucking take it,
officer!" And Carlos did cum!
A large globule of gooey cum jetted out of the slightly parted cock slit. It
directly hit the ceiling of Jorge's mouth. At the same time, Jorge's breath was
cut off because Carlos' dick had stuffed the throat. Instinctively, Jorge fought
or air, but Carlos was far much too stronger. Having no choice, Jorge tried to
gulped down the acrid man cream. The first shot successfully flowed down Jorge's
throat. The rest of the shots soon followed, flooding the cop's entire mouth.
During ejaculation, Carlos never ceased cursing. His whole body contracted,
looking slightly bigger. Both of his erect nipples shuddered as the torso did.
Sexual ecstasy was taking over his entire naked body. Repeatedly, he shot his
cock juice into the cop's mouth. Each shot was gulped down. Some cum did seep
out of Jorge's lips. Frantically, Jorge drank all the bitter liquid. The taste
of cum did not surprise him for he had tasted it before. Slurping on the cock
head, Jorge cleaned Carlos' dick. Throbbing, the cock spewed out its last load
before finally it gradually deflated.
Thinking that he had done his part, Jorge pulled away from Carlos' half-limp
dick. With his free hand, the cop wiped the cum remains from his mouth. The
tongue licked the clean lips, remembering the cum taste. Then, that naked cop
threw his body on the bed. His body had regained its strength after the previous
ejaculation. But he could not get rid of the tiredness he felt. Turning his
head, he saw Carlos lie motionlessly. Carlos' immense torso seemed to move up
and down. His two pointy nipples looked very tempting. But Jorge was too tired
to think about sex. Thus, closing his eyes, he began to let himself drift into
the deep slumber.
"Oh!" Jorge groaned out painfully. Something blunt was poking at his ass. The
cop woke up from his sleep only to find that Carlos was topping his body.
"Carlos! Stop it! I'm too tired!" the cop complained. But as he moved his hands,
he realized something terrible had happened. Both of Jorge's hands were cuffed
to the bed posts above his head. The damp armpit hair showed itself as his hands
were stretched out. Cold beads of sweat flowed down the cop's handsome face as
he saw what Carlos had in mind. "No, Carlos! Let me go! You can't do this to me.
I'm an officer. A fucking cop!" But his protests went in Carlos' ear and out
from the other. Desperately, Jorge tried to pull at the cuffs, but there was no
escape for him.
"You're mine, officer. And I'm gonna fuck your ass raw," Carlos grunted, taking
hold of Jorge's thighs. Kneeling on the bed, Carlos, who had been freed from the
handcuffs, prepared himself to inject Jorge's ass with his big man rammer. "I
hope you're quite comfortable." With that, he lifted Jorge's thighs and quickly
slipped a pillow under Jorge's ass. Thus, Jorge's ass hole faced upward. It was
exposed vulnerably. "Your cop ass is so tight,' Carlos commented, poking a
finger into Jorge's ass hole. The anal defense easily broke as the finger gained
entrance. "Yeah, I know what you're thinking," Carlos said again, giving Jorge a
stare. "The thing that you felt just now was my finger. I haven't plunged my
cock in you, yet." Sensually, Carlos ran his hand on Jorge's damp torso. "Yeah,
your body is trembling with so much desire. You want it, I know it. Well, I'm
gonna fuck your ass and make you scream like a girl."
Jorge's mind frantically tried to figure out a way to free himself. Actually,
what bugged his mind was the fact that the bank robber he had just caught was
now free. As a police, he could not accept that. As Carlos' strong hand roamed
Jorge's chest, Jorge's body shuddered involuntarily. Closing his eyes, the cop
tried to distract himself from the sexual pleasure he started to feel. But
sexual stimulation was stronger than him. His deflated dick was soon elongated.
That fuck tool stood up, throbbing shamelessly. Jorge winced as Carlos gripped
his dick. "Oh!" the cop moaned helplessly. Forcefully, Jorge's foreskin was
pulled down. Thus, the glistening cock head was exposed.
"I like your dick, officer. And I'm gonna to milk it while I'm fucking you.
You're gonna enjoy this," Carlos chuckled, positioning himself. With one hard
jerk, Carlos retracted his foreskin. The reddish cock head glared angrily. Only
one hand was needed to place both of Jorge's legs on Carlos' broad shoulders.
The other hand still busily jacked the cop's dick off. Drooling precum, Carlos'
dick was poking against Jorge's clenched anal hole. "Here I go, officer. Enjoy
the ride," the criminal said, pushing forward. The glinting knob was shoved in.
"Ah! Open up, slut!" Being large, it was not easy for Carlos' dick to penetrate
that tight ass hole. Although Jorge was not a virgin, he had not got fucked for
years. "Open up for me!" Carlos yelled, applying more strength.
"Ah! You're ripping my ass apart, Carlos!" Jorge yelled out of the pain. For
some moment, his mind was distracted by the pain. Pulling against the handcuffs,
the cop tried to escape from Carlos' invading dick. "Carlos! Your dick is too
big! Oh! I can't take it! Please stop!" Jorge cried, wincing painfully. Suddenly
the hardcore memory of his rape came back to him. That night, Jorge and other
junior cadets had to surrender their virgin asses. Jorge still remembered the
pain he received as one if his seniors pried his ass open using a big dick.
"Carlos! Ah, stop it! It's been so long since I got fucked! I can't take your
cock. Oh!" No matter how hard the cop struggled, Carlos' dick kept advancing in.
"Oh!" Jorge groaned as his ass lips were forced to engulf the big mushroom head.
Tears dampened both of his eyes. The excruciating pain spitted his body into
two, radiating from the ass. "Fuck you, Carlos!" Jorge cursed, whimpering.
"No, fuck you!" Carlos replied, emphasizing on the word 'you'. "My cock is in
your ass now. So, you're the one who get fucked up," he chuckled, reaching
forward to Jorge's sweating face. Sensually, he ran his fingers on Jorge's
cheeks. The cheeks muscles were somewhat tense. "You're my bitch now. I'm gonna
fuck you the way I want it. It's not about your pleasure, but it's about mine."
Slapping the cops' cheek gently, Carlos continued to push in. "Oh! My cock head
is already half-way in your ass. It's gonna break soon. Ah yes! I'm fucking a
cop's ass! Oh!" Squeezed hard, Carlo's dick head wormed its way through Jorge's
tight ass ring. The remains of precum, mixed with cum and saliva, that coated
the head helped ease the penetration. Slowly, Jorge's ass lips opened up. "Ah!
What a tight ass!" Carlos moaned, shuddering. Then, all of a sudden, the whole
dick head slipped in. As soon as it happened, the ass lips quickly clamped down
on the shaft, securing it. Carlos' cock had lodged itself securely. "Fuck yes!
I'm in you, baby!" Carlos yelled victoriously, delivering a hard slap to Jorge's
ass cheek.
"Oh!" the cop cried, feeling that big dick inside his aching ass. His bowels
started to react by giving off unpleasant sensation as if he was about to
defecate. The muscles in the rectum worked to expel that foreign object. But of
course it was impossible to do get rid of Carlos' dick for Carlos was determined
to push in the rest of his meaty schlong. "It hurts! Carlos, you're hurting my
ass," Jorge cried, thrashing his head. Beads of sweat oozed out of his body
pores profusely. Even the bed sheet was dampened. That cop's handsome face
contorted with great pain. Helplessly, his hands were pulling at the cuffs,
clenching tightly. "Ah! Stop! It hurts too much!" he cried, begging for mercy.
But instead, Carlos drove the rest of the cock in. "Oh! You're killing me with
your hard dick! Oh!"
Sniggering, Carlos kept shoving his dick in. "Oh! Fucking tight ass! I love your
ass, uh!" Carlos grunted, closing his eyes. Although the rectum was too narrow,
that criminal forced his dick to drill Jorge's ass open. More length came in as
Jorge's ass tried to engulf it all. "grip my cock shaft tight, slut, coz I'm
gonna fuck you silly. I'm gonna make you scream in pain. Yes, it turns me on to
see guys that I fuck yell out." The cock continued to descend until the head hit
something. "Uh! It must be your fucking prostate," Carlos breathed, wiggling his
ass. The cock head inside jabbed at the obstacle in front of him. As it scraped
against that thing, Jorge involuntarily gasped out. "I've hit your happy spot,
huh? I'm gonna make you cum, slut!" Mercilessly, Carlos pushed his dick in.
Although there was no more space left to go, Carlos managed to rub that small
organ with his cock head. "Yes, moan for me. Let me hear you beg for my cock,"
Carlos breathed, reaching over. His strong callused hand grabbed a hold of
Jorge's chest. Roughly, he was pinching and squeezing it, including the nipples
as well.
"Ah! Fuck!" Jorge screamed out, thrashing on the bed. Never had he experienced
such an overwhelming pleasure. The bed shook as he was bucking on it. Both of
his hands were still cuffed securely to the bedposts. "Carlos, you fuck! Do that
again! Oh! Keep doing it! It feels so fucking good! Ah, Carlos!" he whimpered,
his whole naked body shuddering. Despite Jorge had just cummed earlier, his dick
gained its full erection. Standing up, the dick throbbed. Slimy cum still
covered the head although it was drying up. "Oh!" Jorge whimpered when Carlos
seized his erection. Another hard groan was produced as Carlos pulled the skin
down. The cop was squirming as Carlos gave his dick several strokes. Precum
started to flow down that hardness, slowly heading for Carlos' stroking hand.
"Yeah, you're hot. So, you like getting raped, huh? Well, I' gonna rape you/.
Remember, it's not about your pleasure. It's about mine. And I like to see men
in pain. So, I'm gonna make your ass burn with pain." Pulling out his dick,
Carlos brought his dick head close to the entrance. But before the head managed
to slip out, Carlos drove the whole length back into that hot ass. "Fuck yes!
Nice ass, officer!" Carlos groaned. slamming down. A loud slapping sound
resounded as Carlos' thighs met Jorge's ass. "Fucking yes! I'm plowing your ass
now, slut! Yes, scream for me. Let me hear you cry out in pain. I'm screwing
your ass raw. I know your tender ass lips must be hurting right now. Oh fuck!
You make me so hard and horny. Yes! Oh, scream for me, officer!" Mercilessly,
Carlos twisted one of Jorge's pointy nipples.
The twisted nipple sent signals to Jorge's brain. And a loud groan was produced.
"Ah! Shit!" the cop screamed, his body shuddering with pain. Again and again, he
was rocking back and forth, following the hard slamming of Carlos' cock. His
groans sounded rather shaky. Pain was wracking his nude body. Burning pain
radiated from his battered ass hole and his pinched nipple. As Carlos targeted
the other nipple, Jorge gave him a louder groan. "Carlos, oh! You know how to
make me scream! Yes, fuck!" Involuntarily, the cop's hard dick throbbed. A drop
of precum dripped down onto his contracting stomach. Helplessly, Jorge looked up
at Carlos' face. He realized how macho that man was. Carlos' masculinity was
such a turn-on to Jorge. "Fuck my ass! Hurt my ass well!" the cop yelled, his
head reeling with passion. Repeatedly, the prostate gave off ecstatic waves as
Carlos' dick kept hitting it. "Fuck, Carlos! Fucking fuck my ass! Screw me! Oh!"
Lustfully, Carlos roamed Jorge's naked body with his hands. Squeezing the sweaty
skin, he was feeling up that body. Nothing excited Carlos other than seeing a
handsome man trussed up helplessly. Grunting, that burly man drove his cock in
and out. As the ass was dampened with precum, it was easier to fuck. "Yeah,
officer, I'm screwing your ass. Ah! Take it! Take my big cock up your cop ass.
Yeah, I'm riding you," he grunted, sweat dropping down onto Jorge's torso.
Leaning over, Carlos brought his face closer to Jorge's. As he was doing that,
Jorge's face contorted with pain as Jorge's body was bent. Still pushing his
dick in and out, Carlos snarled and said, "I'm raping your ass. And I'm gonna
cum in you. Oh fuck! Your ass is so hot. I can't hold it anymore. Just by seeing
your contorting face, I'm ready to erupt at any time. Fuck! You're so hot,
officer Jorge!" More sweat dropped down when Carlos shook his head. "Oh yes!
Fuck! I'm breeding your ass. Fuck!"
"Cum in my ass, Carlos! Fuck yes! Breed my ass like my seniors did. Oh! I'm just
a horny cop that craves for cocks. Yeah, keep slamming my ass up and down! Fuck
yes!" Jorge grunted, his face soaking wet. Even his own dick had started to show
the tell-tale sign of impending ejaculation. "Fuck yes! Shove it harder, Carlos!
Cum in my ass. Breed me, ah yes!" he cried, thrashing his head. Rapture
enveloped his body. The constantly hit prostate gave off overwhelming pleasure
that kept growing bigger and bigger. A pool of precum had formed on Jorge's
stomach. As his body was rocking, the movement spilled the liquid. Helplessly,
the cop shuddered as he tried to suppress the urge of ejaculation. But orgasm
was something that he could not control, especially if his prostate was keep
being targeted. "Ah, Carlos! I'm gonna shoot again! Fuck! I can't stop it! Yes!
I'm gonna shoot! I'll shoot out my cum again! Fuck yes! Ah!"
Again, Jorge's cock spewed out ropey strings of man cream. It happened without
his touching his own dick. As soon as it happened, Carlos immediately grabbed
that ejaculating dick and gave it a few hard jerks. The cock spewed harder,
pulsating wildly in that hand. "Oh, Carlos! Milk my fucking dick! Oh fuck!"
Jorge cried, squirming. The orgasm he felt was unlike any orgasm he had. Its
force was also much stronger, wracking his entire body. "Ah! Fuck! Carlos! Oh!"
Jorge whimpered, getting disoriented. His eyes turned blurry, unable to see
anything clearly. Pulling helplessly at the handcuffs, Jorge emptied his loads.
Spurts after spurts of cum shot out and flooded the stomach. Some certainly had
smeared Carlos' jerking hand. As the orgasm took place, Jorge's ass hole
clenched Carlos' dick harder. The fuck chute twitched as each load jetted out.
"Fuck! Your ass is milking my cock!" Carlos yelped, squirming. He knew that he
was about to lose it. Feverishly, he slammed his cock in, prying the ass open.
Those puffy ass lips massaged Carlos' cock shaft, like fluffy pillows. Cum was
churning in Carlos' ball sack. As pressure was building in it, the cum was
pushed upward. "Fucking shit! I'm close. I'm cumming, officer! Oh, fuck!" It
took less than a second for the cock juice to spurt out from the narrow cock
slit. Driving the man rammer in as deep as he could, Carlos let his cum loose.
"Fuck yes! Oh yes! Take my hot cum! I'm cumming in you, officer! Fucking yes!
Ah!" Lascivious groans accompanied each shot. Droplets of sweat were shaken off
Carlos' naked body as that body shuddered. "Fuck! I'm cumming!" Carlos yelled
again, thrusting his hips forward.
Like water spurting out from a hose, Carlos' man cream flooded Jorge's innards.
The thick creamy man juice splattered the rectum walls. Its warmth spread
through out the fuck canal. Again and again, the dick head pulsed and shot out
thick wads of gooey cum. The fucking rhythm did not stop. The knob continued to
hit every thing in the ass that might stand in its way. Carlos kept yelling out
his climax as he screwed the cop's ass. "Fuck! I'm cumming! Yes! Take my cum!
I'm breeding a cop's ass! Fucking yes! Oh!" Shuddering, the criminal was banging
the ass. Some cum even seeped out of the battered ass. Both of the men were deep
in their climax. Acrid scent of sex filled the air, intoxicating those who
breathed it in. With one final groan, Carlos injected Jorge's ass with his
cumming schlong. And then, the orgasm subsided.
Panting, Carlos threw his body onto Jorge's. His deflating cock was pulled out,
smearing cum against Jorge's ass. Lustfully, Carlos was kissing Jorge's lips.
The cop did not resist, kissing him back. Both of them then were locked in
passionate embrace. Their hands were groping each other's naked body, squeezing
and rubbing. The sound of passion resounded through that hotel room. Tired and
satisfied, Jorge drifted off to sleep, forgetting that he was still cuffed to
the bed. Ejaculating twice had really drained his energy. Like a bull, that
naked cop slept soundly. The last time that he remembered was that Carlos was
hugging his body. And then...
*****
The next morning, Jorge was awaken from his sleep as the door was being opened
forcibly by five policemen. They flew from Lisbon to assist Jorge in capturing
Carlos. But there was no one in the room, except Jorge who was still bound to
the bed naked. Upon seeing his colleagues' faces, Jorge's own face reddened. How
he wished that the earth cracked open to swallow him. His fellow cops tried to
act normal but they could not help whispering as they saw the obvious evidence
that Jorge had just had gay sex with the criminal whom he almost captured. Jorge
wanted to say something to defend his pride as a cop but the evidence spoke
louder than him. There were cum stains everywhere, on the bed and even on
Jorge's naked body. Jorge's battered ass still gaped open, smeared with Carlos'
drying cum. The smell of sex was so strong, floating in the air.
One of them gave a lewd smirk. "Well, I don't know that you're a homo, Jorge."
Gesturing with his head, he ordered the other cop to lock the door. "If you
really like men, you can try us because we're all men," he said while
unbuttoning the cop uniform. The others only threw a confused look at that horny
cop. But soon, they were carried away and began undressing themselves. "Do you
still need more cocks, Jorge?" that cop asked, squeezing the bulge in his
trousers. "Wanna try mine?"
Soon, the room was filled with six horny naked cops. Jorge willingly sucked his
fellow cops' dicks. As his ass was stuffed with a large dick, Jorge grunted.
Jorge had to pass the morning servicing five insatiable cops. His mouth and ass
were sore from the excessive sexual activity. But Jorge was content.
END
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