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Officer Thompson

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. WRITTEN AND COPYRIGHTED BY JOCKBTTM. ENJOY! ———————————————— It was a late summer night. My parents were away on a trip and I had the place to myself. I was bored and decided to go for a drive. At 17, I could have done a number of other things with such freedom, but I really liked to drive. I lived in an amazing part of the Pacific Northwest with old growth pine, maple and cedar trees, mountains, lakes and rivers within a short drive from home. I spent a lot of time hiking and taking long drives like this. The hiking and the fact that I’d been playing lacrosse since I was 12 had me in good shape. I was just under 6’ tall with a lean muscular build, great legs, and a killer ass. It had been a warm and sunny summer so I was sporting a pretty wicked tan. With dark blonde hair and hazel eyes, I looked more like a California kid than one who lived in the gray and rainy Pacific Northwest. Dressed in a tank top, shorts and flip-flops, I grabbed the keys to my Jeep and headed out. I was heading east on I90 within minutes. The radio cranked and the night stretching out in front of me, I was lost to the moment. I’d only been on the road 15 minutes before I saw the red and blue flashing lights coming up behind me.

“FUCK!” I said aloud.

I was so wrapped up in the music and the freedom I was feeling that I wasn’t paying attention to my speed. I looked down at my speedometer and realized I was going at least 10 over. I REALLY did not want a ticket! My pulse quickened and my heart started to pound. My stomach turned. Talk about a buzz kill. I pulled off onto the shoulder and stopped. I killed the engine, turned the stereo off, and waited as the State Patrol officer pulled up behind me. I reached in the glove box for the registration and pulled my license from my wallet. I gently smacked my forehead on the steering wheel out of frustration with myself and sat up. I watched the blue and red lights bouncing off the rock wall to my right. Headlights were shining in my mirrors so I couldn’t see the officer approaching. I heard the sound of gravel being crunched under foot as the officer approached on the passenger side of my Jeep. I turned to see one of the most attractive men I’d ever seen. My breath caught in my throat.

“Sweet Jesus,” I exclaimed to myself.

Oh yeah, I guess I forgot to mention I am 100% into guys. For as long as I could remember, I’d been attracted to other guys. There were a few guys at school that were nice to look at, but what really turned my head were men. Tall, dark, rugged, muscular, testosterone dripping, pheromone-oozing men. This guy fit the bill to a tee. He had to be 6’3” at the least, short-cropped dark hair, chiseled jaw, tan skin visible even at night, and he filled his uniform out to perfection. The short-sleeved shirt he was wearing hugged his upper body perfectly and revealed some amazing arms. I was thinking he was late 20s. I tried to get a look at his crotch, but the door came up to high. My dick stirred in my shorts and my pucker began to twitch. I was free balling so this could get embarrassing right quick.

“How’s it going?” he asked.

His voice made my pucker go all wet. Deep, strong, and had just a hint of a Southern twang. I thought I was going to cream my shorts right then and there.

“Well, not going to lie, it was going better before you pulled me over,” I joked and gave a big smile.

This got a smile out of him, which he immediately hid. I noticed his name badge said Officer Thompson.

“Do you know why I pulled you over?” he asked clearing his throat.

“No sir,” I said.

“You were going a bit fast,” he responded. “Where you headed?”

“Sorry officer, I didn’t realize I was speeding. I’m just out for a drive, helps relax me,” I answered.

“You always drive around this late at night?” he continued.

“No sir. I was home alone and bored, couldn’t sleep,” I said.

“I see,” he said. “License and registration?”

I handed him my license and registration, my skin going electric when his fingers brushed mine. And his scent was driving me crazy! I could smell him even in the open air. He smelled pure male. I swear there was probably a puddle forming in my seat with how wet my pucker felt, and luckily, my tank top was baggy enough that it was hiding my hardening cock.

“Sit tight,” he said with a nod and then walked back to his car.

He killed his headlights as he climbed into his patrol car. I couldn’t help but look back in the rearview mirror. He was looking at me too and our eyes locked. There was a good 30 seconds of eye-to-eye before he finally broke it and looked down at something in his car. I saw him writing something and figured it was a ticket. He climbed back out a minute later and headed back to my vehicle. He handed me back my license and registration, his fingertips brushing against my skin again.

“You’ve got a clean record, so I’m going to let you go with a warning,” he said. “This time.”

“Seriously?” I asked excitedly. “Thank you so much!”

“It’s getting pretty late, maybe you should head home,” he continued. “And slow down.”

“Yes sir,” I replied.

He kind of paused with his hand on the passenger door, made eye contact, and then started to go.

“Have a good night,” he said.

You know when something pops into your head and you act on it before you actually think it through? Well that’s what happened next.

“So how often to you get propositioned to get out of tickets?” I blurted out.

“What was that?” he turned and asked.

“Well, I mean look at you,” I said. “You’ve got to get offered all kinds of things to get out of tickets. Women must be all over you.”

“Uh,” he replied.

“Oh shit,” I said. “Sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking asking you that. Forget I said anything.”

“Well it’s a little too late for that,” he said.

I didn’t notice it at first, but there was a smile playing at the corner of his lips.

“Oh god, I’m such an idiot,” I said smacking myself on the forehead.

“It’s all good,” he said now laughing. “To answer your question, I don’t get propositioned – as you put it – all that often.”

“You’re joking, right?” I said. “Have you seen you?”

He just looked at me with kind of side tilt to his head.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I screamed in my head.

“I’m really sorry officer, I must be tired,” I said aloud.

“No worries,” he said laughing.

“Have a good night and be safe out there,” I said trying to redeem myself.

“Get home safe,” he said. “And remember to slow down.”

“Yes sir,” I said.

He turned to walk away and then stopped. He turned back and looked at me.

“Were you going to proposition me to get out of a ticket?” he asked – his eyes sparking.

“Oh. Uh. Well.” I stammered.

He looked me dead in the eye, waiting.

“I wouldn’t have had the guts,” I half whispered.

“Oh I think you’re pretty gutsy,” he smiled.

I blushed.

“Well would you have taken me up on it?” I asked.

The question was out of my mouth and hanging in the air before I could stop it.

“I guess you’ll never know,” he said with a huge smile. “Have a good night Connor.”

“You too Officer Thompson,” I said.

I watched him walk back to his car and I put my head down on the steering wheel completely humiliated. I sat up, started the Jeep, signaled, and pulled back out onto the interstate. I made sure I was doing the speed limit. I went to the next exit and took it. I sighed as I saw Officer Thompson pass below me and continue east. I took the overpass and got back on I90 heading back toward home.

“Wait, he used my name,” I said aloud to myself. “He could have just said – have a good night - and left it at that, but he added my name.”

I continued this line of conversation with myself all the way home.

“Was he flirting with me?”

“Would he have taken me up on it, if I had propositioned him?”

“Did you see those arms? That chest? Those eyes?”

“I bet he looks even better naked.”

“I wonder how big his cock is. Bet it’s huge.”

“Cut or uncut?”

“WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?” I shouted as I pulled into the driveway.

I just shook my head, disgusted with myself, as I walked into the house. I grabbed the remote off the coffee table in the living room and turned on the TV. I tossed it on the couch and headed for the kitchen. I grabbed a bottled water and a slab of black berry pie from the fridge and headed back to the living room. I switched the TV over to Netflix and found the episode of Criminal Minds I’d been watching earlier. I curled up with my feet under me. I rested my plate on the arm of the couch as I ate my pie and finished watching my show. I was done with my pie and 15 minutes into the next episode when there was a knock on the door.

“What the hell? It’s almost midnight!” I said aloud as I turned and stared at the front door.

There was another knock. I quickly grabbed the remote and switched it to the closed circuit channel that showed the camera outside the front door. There, staring back at me on the TV screen was Officer Thompson. He was dressed in jeans and a white V-neck t-shirt, so it took me a second to realize who it was. However, it was definitely him. I looked at the clock and noticed it was just after 11pm.

“No way,” I whispered – my stomach immediately in my throat.

I headed to the door.

“Who is it?” I asked through the closed and locked door.

“Chad, uh, Officer Thompson,” said the voice on the other side of the door.

I unlocked the door and cracked it open. I was shoved backwards as he pushed the door open and stepped inside. He closed the door behind him and had me against the wall in a split second. It was all over the instant his mouth came down on mine. No words spoken. No internal dialogue. His hands holding my wrists against the wall above my head. His body pressed up against mine holding me in place. His tongue pushing between my lips, exploring my mouth. My body never even registered the potential danger. It just advanced straight to lust and the need to be taken by this man.

His hands released my wrists and went for my shirt as he pulled it off over my head. I watched in awe as he then pulled his own off – revealing the most beautiful upper body I’d ever seen. My hands immediately went to his chest, shoulders, and arms; feeling, massaging, and exploring. His hands slid down my back and onto my ass, letting out a deep growl when he got there. He pushed his crotch into me. I could feel his cock was hard and massive, and I fucking wanted it. I pulled at the waistband of his jeans, and tugged at the button-fly until it gaped open. I moaned hard when I looked down and saw the jockstrap barely containing his massive bulge. I had a major weakness for men in jockstraps. My pucker was throbbing with need.

His jeans had fallen to the floor. He kicked out of his shoes and stepped out of his pants, now only in his jockstrap. He yanked my shorts down and let them fall to the floor. I kicked them aside, now completely naked. His for the taking. He put his mouth to mine again and shoved his tongue passed my lips. I sucked on his tongue. It tasted so fucking good. My hands were on his bulge, squeezing and massaging the massive cock mound. I let his tongue slip from my mouth and slid down the wall. His bulge now in my face. I buried my nose in the crease between his thigh and full jockstrap pouch. My head began spinning.

“Holy FUCK, he smelled amazing,” I thought to myself.

I switched sides and took another hit. I nuzzled the underside of his massive bulge with my nose. I kissed all over his crotch, running my lips over his girth. Now licking. Tasting. Sucking on him through the material, the wetness beginning to reveal the definition of his cock. I reached for the pouch and pulled it aside, his massive cock smacking me in the face as it sprang free. I kissed and licked all over the hot skin of his hard dick. I moaned deep and loud once I realized he was uncut. I ran my lips up and down his shaft, watching lustfully as his foreskin moved back and forth. I sat back to really take it all in. It was so thick and veiny. It had to be at least 9 inches long and 6 inches around. His foreskin completely covered his hard cock, hid what looked like a huge mushroom head, and still had overhang. I gripped his massive tool in the middle and slowly pulled his foreskin downward. I stared in total awe as the head of his cock began to reveal itself. The precum that had been collecting under the skin came spilling out. It hit on my collarbone and ran down my chest and abs and onto my dick. I reached up and rubbed it into my skin, then brought my palm to my mouth and licked it clean. He tasted unfucking-believably good.

I reached up, hooked my fingers inside the waistband of his jock, and pulled it down, over his hard muscular legs and to the floor. He stepped out of the jock strap and I set it aside. I made a mental note that he would not be leaving with it. I took hold of his cock and ran my tongue from base to head. In the next moment, I was lapping at his drooling piss slit, tasting him straight from the source. I buried my tongue in his piss slit and pulled his foreskin up over my tongue. I licked all around, cleaning up the precum coating inside. His moans were deep and loud. I pulled his foreskin back and followed with my lips, taking the massive mushroom head of his cock into my mouth. I licked and sucked gently then hard. I pulled back, moaning as his flared coronal ridge pulled against the backside of my lips. I flicked my tongue at his frenulum. I answered his moans with my own, creating a humming sensation on his cock.

I gripped his monster dick with both hands, stroking him in unison with my mouth. I pulled his dick from my mouth and ran my tongue from tip to base and back. Sucked on him some more and then went for his sac. I nuzzled, licked, and nibbled on his scrotum. I licked his low hanging balls and then took each in my mouth, alternating back and forth, giving them the attention they deserved. After a few minutes there, I went back for his cock. I kissed, licked, sucked and swallowed his cock. I was feasting on his massive meat as if I had not eaten in years. I was rewarded with moans, growls, and grunts from him. His hands in my hair, on the sides of my face, holding the back of my head.

After a good 15 minutes spent worshipping his massive dong, I was being pulled upwards. He’d hooked his hands in my armpits and pulled me to my feet, spinning me around to face the wall. And then his hot breath was tickling my ass. He ran the tip of his nose up the inside of my right leg and back down. Then he did it again, only this time he kissed his way up and down. Then again with his tongue. My legs were already shaking and he hadn’t even touched my pucker yet. The anticipation was making my pucker throb. Then that glorious moment when his lips made contact with my hungry hole. Oh my god I nearly shot my load right then. He used his thumbs to spread my cheeks, giving him a nice visual of my tight jockpussy. There were deep lust-filled moans coming from behind me. Gentle kisses at first and then his delicious tongue. The sensation of his tongue flicking against my hot twitching pucker felt so fucking good! His sounds of enjoyment as he licked my jockpussy made my cock bounce and drool a steady stream of precum.

I pushed my ass back into his face, presenting my jockpussy for his feasting pleasure. And feast he did! I was already so fucking wet from just being near him, but now I was insanely wet. He licked and slurped at my pucker. Then he started to slip a finger inside between licks. He’d stick his finger in, pull it out, then replace it with his tongue. Finger. Tongue. Finger. Finger. Tongue. My moans bouncing off the walls in the entryway, which we still hadn’t moved from. His moans and lust-filled growls answering my own. He worked his fingers and tongue in and out of me for another 10 minutes, and then stood up. He slid up my body, his massive cock resting between my legs up against my nut sac. He wrapped one arm around the front of my torso, pulling me against him as he turned my face toward his with the other. His mouth hard against mine. His tongue sliding between my lips. My own tongue darting and swirling against his. Clamping my lips around his tongue and sucking.

He turned me around, putting his strong hands on my ass, and lifting me effortlessly. My legs wrapped around his waist, his thick cock lying along the crack of my ass. He continued to feed me his tongue as he turned and walked us out of the entryway toward the living room. Once there in the living room, he took us to the couch. He laid me down and I opened my legs for him. He followed after and lay down on top of me. The weight of him felt so fucking good. He moved his cock in a grinding motion against mine as we continued to make out. He kissed and licked my neck and ears. He reached down between us and slid his finger inside me, gentle circles rubbed against my prostate making my cock drool a steady stream of precum.

With the slightest of movements, he slid his finger out and he reached down and put his cock against my hungry hole. He rubbed himself in the wetness he found there, coating his dick. I brought my legs back toward my head, lifting my jock pussy into the perfect position. Without hesitation, he began pushing his cock forward against my pucker. I pushed up against him. Then his slicked up cock made contact with the wetness inside me and my pucker stretched wide as he buried himself inside me. A gentle pull back, only to continue deeper. It hurt at first - burned as my jock pussy stretched to swallow his massive cock. By the time he half way in, the pain gave way to total and utter pleasure. I pushed up into him, helping bury his cock further. Both of us moaning hard as he carved out space inside me. I could feel his hard cock sliding along the underside of my abs. He was taking his time. Enjoying every moment, every sensation of my jock pussy hugging his cock. Another push forward from him, followed by that gentle pull backwards. Forward and back. Forward and back. Until he was completely buried inside me. I could feel his heavy sac resting against my ass cheeks. He pushed forward in a grinding motion, getting that much deeper inside.

The whole time he’d been getting it inside, he was up on his right arm with his left hand resting on my right hip. His eyes never left mine. He would bite his lower lip during the push forward and slowly lick his lips when he’d pull back. Once he was all the way in and grinding himself deep, he leaned in for a kiss.

“Oh my god you feel so fucking good,” he whispered. “So fucking wet and tight.”

Those were the first words spoken since he’d arrived. He kissed me again.

“I don’t ever want you out of me again,” I whispered against his lips.

His cock swelled and he growled deeply when I said that. I started a clench and release milking sensation on his huge cock.

“MMMMM, yeah,” he moaned.

“You like that?” I asked in whisper.

“Fuck yeah,” he whispered back. “I love it.”

He then started moving his cock inside me. A slow steady motion of in and out, his cock dragging back and forth behind my abs. I could feel every nuance of his hard, swollen cock. I could even fell his foreskin moving back and forth. The large mushroom head of his cock kept dragging back and forth across my prostate, creating a serious puddle of precum in the ridges of my abs. He sat up and pulled me onto his lap. He wrapped my legs around his waist, his hands then going to my ass. I started a grinding motion of my own now, working him inside me. He lifted me up and then let me slide back down on his cock. Again. And again. I got my feet under me and started my own up and down motion, lifting up until just the head of his cock was tugging at the back of my pucker, then sitting all the way down again. My hands on his shoulders as I bounced on his lap. I reached my left hand down between us to touch where entered me, then grabbed his heavy sac and gave it a gentle squeeze and tug. This got moans from him, which got moans from me.

I lifted up until just the head was buried again, but this time I spun around to face away from him, then sat down again.

“Oh FUCK!” he moaned loudly. “Do that again!”

So I did, only this time spinning around to face him again before sitting all the way down, pushing his massive cock back deep inside my jockpussy. He grabbed the sides of my face and thrust his tongue into my mouth. He put his hands back under my ass and lifted me a little, then began to thrust his cock up into me. He held me up and slammed his cock home again and again. Next moment he was on his feet, carrying me with him. He walked over and pinned me up against the wall continuing to slam his cock up inside me as he went. He put his head against my chest as he pistoned inside me fast and hard. He would slow for a moment; drag it out, then fast and hard again. Sweat ran down both our bodies. His scent filled the room and was all over my skin. It was driving me fucking crazy. I swear if I didn’t smell anything else for the rest of my life, I could die happy. He smelled THAT good!

10 minutes of being fucked up against the wall, then back to the couch. He pulled all the way out, which made me whimper at how empty I felt. I didn’t have to wait long, though as he pushed me over the arm of the couch and completely buried his cock in one swift motion. He grabbed my waist and worked his cock in and out of me. On every third or fourth down stroke, he would grind against me, pushing his cock that much deeper. I pushed my ass back and up into him, meeting his forward motion with my own backward one. His large sac slapping against my ass. I worked the internal muscles of my jockpussy, milking him as he fucked me. We talked to each other in moans and grunts. I fucking loved hearing him moan, knowing I was making him feel good. At one point, he stood still with his hands up behind his head, letting me fuck myself with his cock. I moved my ass back and forth, moaning as his huge dick moved in and out of me. I looked back over my shoulder to see him rubbing his pecs and thumbing his nipples. He looked so fucking HOT! He let me ride his dick like that for a while before taking over again.

The arm of the couch was saturated with my precum and the mixed fluid of his precum and my jockpussy juice was running down my legs. He pulled out of me and we moved to the floor. I was on my back, feet by my head, and impaled on his massive cock again in the blink of an eye. He leaned in and kissed me. The kisses were rough and first and then changed to deep and passionate. He changed his pace and rhythm, slowing way down, taking his time as he moved inside of me. His eyes stared into mine, both of us completely lost in the moment and each other. My body was fucking humming. I was his. Marked. Owned. Completely ruined for anyone else at that point.

“I’m going to cum inside of you,” he whispered as his pace quickened.

“God yes,” I whispered back. “Fill me up. Coat my jockpussy in your seed. Breed me. Make me yours.”

“Oh you’re mine,” he moaned.

He fucked me like that for another few minutes, our eyes never leaving each other. His breathing changed, his abs tensing and releasing. He was getting ready.

“Oh fuck,” he hissed. “I’m going to cum Connor.”

“Give it to me Chad,” I moaned. “Give me your cum.”

His rhythm stuttered, recovered, stuttered, and paused. He shot forward, burying his cock completely and began to shoot his seed deep inside me. I could feel his cock pulsing as cum rocketed through it. On his third spurt, my own cock began to unload the contents of my balls. We shot our load in unison, his cum coating my insides while mine splashed against my face, neck and chest. My orgasm subsided before his. He started a slow grinding motion as his came to an end, making sure to push his seed as deep as he could. He slowed to a stop finally, pulled my legs down, and laid between them. His cock still buried deep inside me. His mouth came back to mine gently. He kissed my lips, the tip of my nose, my forehead, and back to my lips. We sighed contently at the same time, and then laughed.

“Holy hell, that was amazing,” he whispered against my lips between kisses.

“You realize you’ve ruined me for anyone else right,” I whispered back.

“That was the plan Connor,” he responded. “You’re mine.”

When he said that his cock swelled inside me and my pucker clamped down on him.

“MMMMM, I think someone likes that,” he growled. “I like it too.”

His cock swelled inside me again. I began working him with my jockpussy muscles again.

“Again,” I moaned.

“Yeah?” he whispered. “You want me to fuck you again Connor?”

“God yes,” I replied.

He fed me his tongue and worked his cock in slow circles inside me.

“As you wish,” he whispered.

I heard a noise then. It sounded like knocking; like someone was knocking on the door.

”What the hell?” I thought to myself.

Then I woke up. I was on the couch, discarded pie plate on the coffee table, water bottle on the floor, and Criminal Minds was on the TV. I felt wet. I looked down and there was a huge wet spot on the front of my shorts. I reached down to touch it, it felt slick and sticky. I realized it was cum. I’d had a fucking wet dream. I ran my hands through my hair and stood up. I pulled my shirt off and stepped out of my shorts.

I heard the noise again. It sounded like someone was knocking on the front door. I shook my head to clear it. I grabbed the remote from the couch and I hit the INFO button on the TV. I looked at the time and realized it was nearly one o’clock in the morning.

“What is going on?” I asked aloud flipping the TV to the closed circuit channel that showed the front door security camera. There staring back at me was Officer Thompson. I ran to the laundry room and pulled on a shirt and pair of shorts from the dryer, then headed for the front door.

“Who is it?” I asked, knowing full well who it was.

“Chad, uh, Officer Thompson,” was the response from the other side.

I reached for the door, unlocked it, and cracked it open. I was shoved backwards as he pushed the door open and stepped inside…

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