“THE COP SUCKER”

This is a story of a young man and his encounter with a Uniform Motorcycle City Policeman. It contains domination and male-to-male sexual encounter. No intent of any particular person or persons should be intended. No one was injured in this story and all participants were willing. If you are offended by, man-to-man sexual contact or you are under legal age in you country or state, then read no further

Story by Richard Barber at [email protected].

Part 01, Forced Entry

I was always attracted to a man in uniform. I conjecture it was because when I was a kid, all military men had to wear their uniforms when on leave or shore duty. Of course there were always the firemen and police. I assumed it was the “hero” effigy we all looked up to.

I was living in an apartment building in Oakland one year. Living in the same building was two or more city policeman. I would see them coming in and going out almost every day. They seemed friendly enough but always were in too much a hurry to stop and chat.

One day I went to our steam room to relax after a long day at work. There were two men sitting on the redwood bleachers enjoying the sauna. When I entered, one of the men left and went to the showers, leaving me alone with the other one. He looked rather familiar, but sometimes people look different out of their clothes. I spoke to him; he nodded and said “Hi”. We sat quietly for a while and then he pulled his towel from his body and sat naked, exposing his firm body to its fullest. I was sitting to one side, and had a good view of his big low hanging moist cock and balls. He sat back and relaxed as the steam filled the room. He adjusted his balls and cock and then withdrew his hand.

I was admiring his nice balls and cock while he leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes. He started to get a semi-hard on, and continued to grow right before my eyes until it was fully erect. He made no effort to cover it up, and even adjusted his balls. I could not resist this beauty lurking before me, just waiting for my attention.

I touched his leg with one hand and paused. He made no effort to resist so, I continued until I was caressing his balls. His cock continued to grow and throbbed at my touch. He spread his legs giving me the definite sign that he needed more attention. He gave me better access to his privates. I moved between his legs, guided his hard throbbing cock to my moist mouth, and went down on him. He let out a deep and surprising sigh of pleasure. I continued sucking and licking his cock and balls until I soon had him ready to have his orgasm. He grasped the back of my neck, held me down over his gushing cock to release load after load of warm sperm into my willing mouth. I finished drinking and savoring his cum until he relaxed and his penis got soft. He took his towel, stood and headed to the shower, without saying a word. I left soon after and returned to my apartment. I still was trying to recall his stern handsome face.

The next week I was sunning by the pool, when I saw two of the policemen that are living here, walk by the pool area as they were leaving the building. I recognized one of them as the one I had sucked off in the sauna room last week. He walked by the pool, looked over the girls, spoke and flirted with a few of them then walked on. He saw me sitting there in the sun. He looked at me, smiled and spoke.

“Hi, buddy. How’s it going today?”

I was rather surprised but pleased with the recognition. He looked impressive in his tailored policeman’s uniform; and a bit cocky and sure of himself, but I liked that too.

That same evening I was coming in from dinner at a local restaurant, when he pulled up on his motorcycle in front of the apartment building. I stopped to watch him park his hog on the sidewalk parking spot. He knew I was observing him and he slowly took off his biker glasses, helmet and his leather riding gloves. He lifted one leg over the cycle and stood up. He was a stud and he knew it. I knew my mouth must have been open and my face flush red.