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A Friendly Cop

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by The Travele It was one of those rainy, windy days in Southern California, the kind I love just for the personality the weather shows during those times. I had flown in a few hours earlier, on a business trip, and I planned on being there 3 or 4 days. I was none too happy about it�my wife had been gone for several days before I left, and I wanted to be home with her. We had crossed in the air somewhere, and hadn�t even seen each other, let alone get naked and have a hot fuck, even if a quick one. I was horny, feeling cheated, and had a lot of other things on my mind. Now here I sat in the coffee shop, waiting for the CHP to finish taking the statement from the middle aged woman�I was to be last. Driving down Pacific Coast Highway, I found myself in a auto accident involving about 8 or 10 cars. Most of us were minor participants, but the CHP had descended and wanted everybody�s statements so they could figure out what had happened. After checking to make sure everybody was either okay or getting attention, I waited in the rain, getting soaked to the bone. Finally, the rain stopped and the wait continued. A young motorcycle officer arrived on the scene and was assigned to me and the middle- aged woman and, at his suggestion, we had adjourned to the coffee shop to stay dry while he filled out his never-ending forms. Elaine, that was her name, was finished, she stood and shook our hands and walked out the door, leaving just Jim and me. He started asking me the litany of questions and putting my responses in the blanks. It seemed that we went on forever. Finally, he looked up from his forms and said: �Hey, you�re cold! Sorry, man, I should have realized that you�re sitting there soaked to the bone. Where are you staying?� I told him and he suggested that he follow me to the hotel so I could change into some dry clothes, and he would finish the interview there. So off we went. He waited while I checked in, then followed me around to the parking area nearest the entrance to my room. Since my hands were full of bags, he took the key and opened the door, holding it open for me and following me inside. We looked around the place and he said �Why don�t you get on some dry clothes?� So I opened my suitcase and removed a loose pair of jogging shorts and went into the bathroom. I stripped out of my wet clothing and slipped on the shorts, feeling much better immediately. I walked back into the room and Jim (that�s what he told me to call him) was sitting at the desk fumbling through the ever-present paperwork. As I came in, he looked up and then did a double take when he saw me with just the shorts on. Now I might as well fess up here: I�m in excellent shape and it�s not my fault. Not only do I have a naturally athletic physique, I have to work out damn near every day in order to keep my chronic back problems at bay. So I work out about 5 �6 days a week�I hate every minute of it, but it�s either that or live with almost unbearable pain in my lower back. I�m 34, 6�2�, about 180 - 190, blonde hair and brown eyes. I have a decent amount of hair on my chest, but it�s so light colored that I don�t appear to be hairy. I was struck by the way Jim looked at me when he did the double take, a little surprised and something else. Jim was no slouch, although I didn�t think about it at the time. The only thing about him that caught my attention was the combination of his jet black hair and deep blue eyes. Now I looked a little closer. He was about my height or an inch or two shorter, and in obviously good shape. He had none of that belly that I always associate with the CHP motorcycle officers, and he had the whitest teeth and a sparkling smile. I placed him between maybe 27 and 30. Hmmm, not bad, I thought kind of absently. Jim went back to his forms: �OK, Brad, now . . . . .� whatever it was he was asking. He seemed to be a bit uncomfortable, and his mouth seemed a bit dry. I grabbed the ice bucket and went to get ice and some sodas for us. He took a long draught of his Dr. Pepper and continued with the questions. Then I noticed that he took peeks at me out of the corner of his eye instead of looking directly at me as he had done earlier. I was wondering what was going on but, again, never gave it much thought. Then he looked at me and I saw his eyes drop down over my body. I felt a bit uncomfortable, still wondering. His face turned red and he looked back at his paperwork. Then I noticed a large bulge in his tight uniform trousers�it must have been uncomfortable because there was nowhere for his hardon to go. Nice, very nice. I checked out his body more closely, his obviously well-developed pecs, his clean shaven face, his big and powerful looking hands. Oh, man, what was going on here. Yeah, I was horny, really horny, but I�d never even thought about getting it on with a guy. I had admired other men�s bodies from time to time, looked at their asses, their cocks and balls in the showers. I�d even wondered what they felt like�far different than women, I supposed. But all I had ever done is play little boy jack off games with my buddies when we were in our early teens. Now, here I was in my skimpy shorts and getting a good beginning on my own boner, and I was enjoying it. I propped one foot up because I knew it would open the baggy legs openings of my shorts, and might even give Jim a glimpse of the family jewels�hell, they might even plop out. And plop out they did. I could feel my shaven balls resting on the spread of the bed on which I sat. Jim couldn�t resist taking all of this in, he gave a sharp intake of breath and his eyes bore down on my balls. He absently reached down and adjusted his nearly bursting basket. He looked up into my eyes, and I jumped up saying �Hey, man, I�m sorry. I didn�t realize you might be uncomfortable with me dressed like this. I�ll go put something else on.� �No, no, don�t bother,� he said looking at the floor with a little embarrassment. �Are you gay?� I asked. �I don�t know. I�m sorry,� he said. �Hey, don�t be sorry. I shouldn�t have been so nosy. It�s just that you don�t look gay, well, not swishy, well. . . . Oh, hell, I don�t know how somebody is supposed to look, but you just don�t look like you�re into guys. But you were sure giving me the once over, so I just assumed.� �No, no, that�s okay,� he said. �I don�t know you so maybe I�ll just say it cuz I�ve gotta say it to somebody and we�ll never see each other again. I don�t know if I�m queer or what. All I know is that I�ve been checking out guys bodies a lot lately, at the gym, on the beach, in the stores, everywhere. I broke up with my girlfriend because I felt like I was cheating on her, but we weren�t going anywhere anyway, know what I mean? Don�t get me wrong, I�ve never done anything with another guy, but I�ve really fantasized about it a lot. Everything I jack off I�m thinking about guys. But I�ve always had a girl and I�ve always loved sex with women. So I don�t know what I am.� �I know the feeling,� I said. �I�m married and I love my wife like the world, but there are times at the gym that I get a little turned on by a guy�s body, or his dick or something. Know what I mean? Hell, look at me right now. Just sitting here with you talking about this has given me a big ol� hardon.� I pushed my pelvis out toward him, although that certainly wasn�t necessary in order for him to see the huge tent in the front of my shorts. The proverbial pregnant pause followed�silence, neither one of us knowing what to do or say. Finally, I thought what the hell and said: �Listen, here we are. My wife has been gone on business, I�m hornier than shit. You wanna order up one of those adult movies here on TV and see what happens?� I couldn�t believe I had said it! Then �Oh shit! I bet you�re still on duty. Sorry, Jim.� �No,� he said, �I�ve been off duty for more than an hour, but I just didn�t feel like leaving you and going home an empty apartment and a TV dinner. Would you mind if I stuck around a while? A movie sounds great.� I heaved a sigh of relief. �I need to shower first, if that�s okay.� �Sure,� Jim said, �Go ahead.� So I peeled off my shorts right there in front of him, grabbed my cock and waved it him, then said �I�m sorry, I shouldn�t tease you.� But he hadn�t missed a thing, taking in my entire naked body and he just smiled that dazzling smile at me and said �My pleasure.� When I finished my shower, I came out and slipped on the jogging shorts again. I asked Jim if he wanted to shower and get comfortable too. He agreed that sounded great, and started stripping out of that tight�but oh so good looking�uniform. When he peeled off his briefs, I gasped. His big hard cock slapped up against stomach�god it was incredibly attractive. Not pretty, not cute�just attractive, there was something that attracted me to it. Other than his legs and around his crotch, he was totally smooth. What a sight? He slowly walked into the bathroom, taking his time and letting me get my eyes full. When he came back out, his black hair was wet and he had a towel around him. I had already ordered the movie and it was playing on TV. I reached up and snatched his towel off, leaving him standing there in all his glory. �Get comfortable,� I said. �I will if you will,� he responded, nodding to my shorts. So I stood and pulled them. We lay on the bed side by side and started focusing on the movie. There was no pretense, so we each were rubbing our balls and stroking our dicks. It wasn�t long until I was giving him at least as much attention as I was the movie, and he was doing the same. His cock was glorious�probably 7.5 to 8 inches long and reasonable thick, not a beer can but not a pencil dick either. Just exactly right. He had nice sized balls covered with thick curly hair. I am only about 7� long, and also about average thickness. I�m cut like Jim is. But I have huge low hangers that I keep shaved, as I do the hair around the shaft of my cock. My wife will suck me off once in awhile, but only if I keep myself shaved so she doesn�t have to deal with the hairs. She also loves the silky feeling of my scrotum when it is shaved�I do too! Jim�s eyes were riveted on my crotch, so I said �You wanna touch it?� He looked at me for just a second, then reached out an tentatively cupped my balls. His touch was electric and I thought he touch alone would send me over the edge. He jerked his hand away �Did I hurt you?� he asked. �No,� I sighed, �That just felt some damn good. Do it again, and more. Do whatever you want.� He took my rigid dick in his hand and stroked it slowly. I just laid back and closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation. He stroked it a few times, then lifted my balls to explore them. �God, they big,� he said, �and so smooth.� He gently stroked the skin and lifted my orbs and dropped them several times. I spread my legs to give him easier access, and I felt him lift my balls high and out of the way. My eyes were closed by I suspected he was looking at my ass. Then I felt his hands gently stroking the insides of my thighs, down to my knees, then up to and around my raging cock. Over my stomach and up to my chest, tweaking my nipples a few times, then back down. Then back to my cock. His hand gently but firmly holding it and stroking upward and downward. I thought I was going to go out of my mind. I hadn�t come in days and now I knew in just seconds I was going to let go with a huge flood of cum. Then I felt it, his tongue flicking the precum out of the slit, then swirling around the head. I opened my eyes to see him as his mouth open wider and engulf my steel hard cock, a fraction of an inch at a time, he slid downward, down, down until his nose was nestled in my pubic hair. �Take it easy,� I said, I can�t last much longer. �Have you been honest with me?� he asked. �What do you mean?� �Have you never been with another guy? Only with your wife? So you�re really clean, no diseases?� �Yeah,� I said, �totally honest. I�ve never really even thought about anybody else till now.� �Then I want your cum,� he said. �I want to taste your cum. Shoot in my mouth.� And down he went on my cock again. His warm, moist mouth enveloping my cock felt like heaven. I wish I could have stayed there forever. But he raised his head letting most of my dick slip from his mouth, then back down. Then I felt his hand playing with balls. Again I spread my legs to give him access, and I felt his hand move toward my ass. His mouth worked my cock lovingly, now his hand was tenderly caressing my asshole, one finger pressing around the edges. I felt his finger press in, relax, in and relax, several times until finally I felt the tip of his finger slip effortlessly inside. I gasped, and he immediately withdrew it. �NO, NO, PUT IT BACK IN!� I whispered urgently. The tip of his finger again invaded me, and I opened my legs even wider, and lifted them upward a bit inviting his attentions. In only a few seconds, his finger was deep inside me and I loved it. Who would have thought? I�d never felt any sensation this good in my entire life. I simply surrendered to him�to his hungry mouth engulfing my raging cock, to his finger as it proved deep inside me. These were feelings I wanted to never, ever end. I put my hands on his head and ran my fingers through his hair. I wanted this, I wanted it to go on, I wanted to something to�or for�him, I wanted to M A K E L O V E to him. It was a thought foreign to me, but that is exactly what I wanted. Suddenly, it was going to be over. I felt my entire body tighten, tingle, begin to lose consciousness. �I�m cumming!� I growled. Jim increased his ministrations and then, I began to twitch uncontrollably, and my whole body it seemed began to pump my very being into his mouth and throat. I opened my eyes and saw my creamy load forcing its way out of the corners of his mouth, then he lifted his head as he started stroking me with his muscled hand, and my next shot hit him neatly between the eyes and strung down the side of his nose. I couldn�t stop�my body seemed to be wracked with convulsion after convulsion, and with each another shot of cum flew out of enraged cock. Jim was fascinated, but kept stroking. Then I felt his finger stop its massage and slip out of my ass. I wanted it back inside but couldn�t speak. �Are you okay?� he asked. I roused myself, not sure. I felt so completely satiated, satisfied, complete, and I couldn�t raise the energy to respond for a few seconds. Finally, I just nodded my head. Jim slid upward against my body and put his lips against mine. I automatically opened my lips, I wanted him inside me again. I tasted my cum on his tongue, and he kissed me gently, softly. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him tightly to me. Never, ever had I felt this way before. It was as if I finally felt complete, like I had experienced the ultimate�something�that I didn�t even know I was missing before. I never wanted the moment to end. Finally, I roused myself enough to say �Thank you. But what about you? I want to return the favor.� �Later,� he said. He rolled his body sideways, and I saw the cum puddling on the bedspread under where he had hunched over me. �I�ve never had anything like that happen before,� he said. �I was so turned on while I was sucking your that I just suddenly started cumming. But I want you to fuck me later.� We laid there for another hour, quietly, just exploring each other�s bodies, saying little, caressing one another and just enjoying the moment. Finally, we got up and showered again�this time together in that little motel shower. We went out for dinner and Jim took me back to his place. But, as the old saying goes, that�s another story, isn�t it?