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Molested by the Gay Cop, by Jezebel Rose

I was speeding along I-42 in my red Jaguar when I heard something. A damn siren going off. “Fuck the police,” I said to myself as I gunned the engine and watched the speedometer quickly creep over 100. I reached down and clicked on the radio, there’s nothing like running from the cops with the tunes playing. Glancing in my rearview, I saw him gaining on me. I looked forward and pressed harder on the gas. Good, no traffic.

The car shuddered slightly as it crept over 110, my heard pounding; I looked in the rearview mirror again. The damn cop was right there. God, my parents are going to kill me! I thought to myself as I hit the steering wheel hard. The car swerved left, then right as I tried to correct the movements. Quickly pressing down on the brake, the car skidded sideways into the ditch.

I looked down at my body; I was fine. Sweat poured off my face as I wiped my brow. I’m a dead man. I should have just died in that car right there because I’m either going to jail or my parents are going to kill me. Either way, my life is over. I slammed my fist down on the steering wheel again.

The cop pulled up behind me with his sirens blaring. I reached for the car door and opened it. Setting my foot outside I heard a deep voice growl, “Don’t fucking move a muscle.” I didn’t. I left my foot right there unmoving. Glancing back over my shoulder, I saw a big guy in a blue uniform walking towards the car with his gun drawn. Jesus! Really? A gun! “Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! I exclaimed as I quivered and held my hands up.

I watch him as he opened my door the rest of the way, “Get down on the ground, now!”

Quickly getting down on the ground, I looked up at him. He looked very similar to my last boyfriend. He filled out his uniform well as I looked from his face down to his feet. Wow! Now that is a man. His beard is… amazing. He reached down and felt over my body with his thick strong fingers. He squeezed along ever portion of my body, looking for a weapons I assume. Woah. Was it just me or did he squeeze my ass? I must be imagining things.

“Ok, get up,” he said as he pulled handcuffs from his belt and turned me around. I felt the cuffs click around my wrists as he bound them together. God. I would be cool with him playing bad cop with me tonight… “Get in the car,” he said as he pushed me forward.

I turned back and looked at him, “Please officer, don’t take me to jail, don’t give me a ticket, please! I’ll do anything. I have money. Do you want money? How much?”

He stopped for a moment, “Anything?” he said as he held me firm.

“Yes; anything. You just tell me,” I said firmly. He let out a loud guttural laugh as he pushed me towards his car. He took me to the far side of the vehicle and pushed me against it. “Don’t move,” he said as he started searching me again, “I need to check you for… drugs.”

Drugs? I was just speeding… I felt him pat down my chest, then legs, then finally my groin. I could feel my big black cock growing in my tight pants. He surely must have noticed. “What’s in your pants?” He said as he unbuckled my belt and reached his hand inside.

I felt his hand wrap around my shaft, and tug on it for a moment. His hand released and fondled my sack. Turning me around, he bent me over forward and pushed his hand down my pants again. I felt him run his finger around my anus, then slip a finger in. His other hand held onto my butt as his finger went in deeper, then a second one. “Ok, you’re clean,” he said as I caught a faint wisp of a smile on his lips.

“Clean? Does that mean I can go now?” I replied eagerly as I looked over my shoulder. He laughed as he smirked at me, “No, not at all little man. Get in the car.”

He lightly pushed me into the backseat of the car and shut the door. He is totally into me. I bet I can get out of this ticket some way. “So… how would you feel if I were to offer you myself for the rest of the evening in payment? You can take the ticket out on my ass.”

The cop tilted his rearview mirror and looked at me then narrowed his eyes, “Are you trying to bribe me, boy?” I shook my head quickly. I knew bribing a cop would get me in deeper shit. Best keep my mouth closed from here on out… unless he wants it open of course. A grin crept across my face as I thought about the cop holding me down and fucking my ass.

The car revved up and sped off onto the highway. I looked out the window as the trees and cars passed, What is going to happen to me? Is this going to rape me? Is he going to fuck me and throw me in his basement to be his little sex toy? I’m so fucked!

My mind wandered all over the place as we drove. I looked down my shaking body as I thought twice about what I wore today. Tight jeans and a cute little black top with the words, “Sunshine” in the top left corner. Go figure I would dress like this today. I bet he thought I was a little slut. Hey… if it gets me out of a ticket, I’ll suck this guy off. He is pretty sexy. His strong hands and arms would be able to take care of all my needs.

“What’s your name?” I asked as I looked up to him, taking my mind off of him fucking me. He glanced in the mirror, “Samuel.”

“I’m DeShawn,” I said, “I would shake your hand… but you know. I’m kind of bound back here.” I mustered a laugh the best I could as I continued to shake. Hopefully he didn’t notice how nervous I was. What if he is taking me to the station to throw me in jail because I tried to bribe him? Oh god!

We pulled into a subdivision, then into a driveway of a little house. Yep. He is going to throw me in his basement to be his little sex slave. I knew it.

“We’re here,” he said with a grunt as he got out and opened my door. I stepped out and stood there in front of him. He reached out and patted me on the head, “Now you be nice and there will be no ticket.”

I nodded, “Ok sir,” I replied as I shook even more. He started walking up to the house. Am I supposed to follow him? What the fuck is going on?! Looking back at me he said, “Coming?”

Quickly catching up to him I said, “My hands hurt, want to take these off? What are you going to do?” He looked at me and grinned beneath his furry beard. “More like what are you going to do for me,” he responded.

I tried to calm myself down, Ok. I’m going to blow this guy and go home without a ticket. It’s all good, no worries. I’ll be in and out of here in twenty minutes.

We walked inside. It was a cute little home with a very modern feel. He opened the door on the right and he started walking down the stairs beyond. Jesus fucking Christ, he’s going to the basement. “Come on,” he said as he reached the bottom. I quickly ran down the stairs behind him.

I looked around. There was a bed, and an old box with a latch on it. The basement wasn’t finished as the concrete walls gave it sort of a dungeon feel. Interesting. He walked over to the bed and sat down. “Suck me off,” he said as he pulled down his pants, exposing his dick to me. I walked over and kneeled down in front of him.

His cock was flaccid, but still long and thick. I slipped it into mouth my mouth and started sucking on it. My tongue twirled around the tip of his shaft as my head went up and down. “You’re going to have to do better than that boy,” he gruffly said as he reached behind me and unlocked my handcuffs.

I felt his cock start to grow as I wrapped my hand and started to stroke him. My mouth was filled with his cock as it expanded within me. The smell turned me on as I felt myself start to rise as well. I shifted uncomfortably as I reached down and adjusted myself. “What’s wrong boy? You want to fuck me?” He said as he grabbed my hair and pushed my head down deep on his cock.

I gagged as he held me down, pushing and pulling my head off of him. My throat choked on his cock, massaging the shaft as it went down inside me. I couldn’t help but want to do the same to him. He pushed my head back down on his dick as I grasped onto the base of his shaft and twisted. His moans of pleasure turned me on. God I wanted him to fuck me so badly.

Pushing and pulling my head off of his dark cock faster and faster, I stroked with my hand, wanting him to cum inside my mouth. I couldn’t tell what I wanted more, his cum or his cock in my ass. Hopefully both.

“Please fuck me from behind,” I said as I pulled my head off of his cock and continued stroking him with my hand. I twirled my fingers around him as I slid up and down on his dick. He grunted as he smiled at me. “I knew you were a kinky little twink,” he said as he stood up and pushed me onto the bed. He grabbed my pants and pulled them down to my knees as he pulled my ass to the side of the bed.

Standing there behind me, I felt his cock press against my anus. “Damn boy, you are tight,” he said as he pressed harder. I’ve never taken a cock this big before, so I wasn’t surprised.

I glanced behind me as he kneeled over and put his face into my ass. His tongue licked my anus as he wetted the area. I felt his finger slip inside me and twirl about. I’m glad I got waxed just the night before, I thought to myself as his fingers milked my anus. “That’s a good boy, you just stay right there,” he said as he walked over to the chest and opened it.

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