Punished by the police

Mike pushed in again with such force that my face was forced to the ground and another moan escaped from my dry mouth.

All at once the older policeman let go of my cheeks and moved around in front of me. He jerked my head up from the floor and made me look at him.
‘You enjoying having that finger up your arse then, eh? Are you getting off on it?’
‘I…’
‘Eh? Do you want more boy?’

I didn’t have time to answer as he ignored me and looked up to his deputy. ‘I think you should try using that on him,’ he was indicating something out of my sight and leaned away to reach for it. He turned back to face me again. ‘Let’s see if you still enjoy it, with this,’ he said and held up my own thick, black dildo before shuffling around behind me.

I knew I was in trouble. A finger hurt badly enough, I knew I would not be able to cope with a thing that size. I used it on my trade, I forced it into them, other people liked having that shoved in their insides. Not me.

Mike’s finger pulled out with a popping sound and I grunted at the sudden release. The next thing I knew I could feel the slippery, rubber end of the dildo sliding up and down my crack. I held my breath, screwed up my eyes and felt the deputy slowly start to push it in.

I wanted to scream the forest down. The pain was almost too much to tolerate and I felt as if my arse was going to split wide open. Mike started to apply a bit more pressure and another inch was forced in. Then he withdrew it a little and I breathed again. But then a quick shove, a searing hot pain and I realised that, so far, only the head had gone in. My hole clamped up around the rim of the rubber cock-head like it was trying to grip it, to stop it going further. But to no avail. I was in fucking agony as the thing was slid in another merciless inch.

And yet, at the same time, my cock was ready to explode. I’d never felt pleasure and pain like this before. Never felt the two things so perfectly opposed. I didn’t know if I could stand this without passing out but I did know that now I didn’t want it to stop.

I could feel Mike’s fingers scraping against my raw arse cheeks and realised that the dildo was all the way in. My breathing calmed as he rested there, letting me recover, and slowly the pain subsided. I adjusted, I relaxed and then all I felt was pure ecstasy.

And then the rhythm started. Slowly at first. Mike gently pulled the dildo back, I felt its wide rim pull at the inside of my sphincter, it relaxed and the rubber rod was free. Then he pushed it slowly back inside and this time my muscle let it in without resistance. I felt the shaft get swallowed as six inches of pleasure made itself at home, slowly, gently, smoothly. His fist met with my glowing flesh pushing my whole body forward, and he twisted the thing, scraping his knuckles against me before pulling it back out again. 

His rhythm quickened, sliding it into me, twisting it, pulling it out. In again, his fist against my skin, I could feel the material of his uniform brush against my legs and I could feel his weight as he sat across one of my legs. And this time when he pulled it back out something remained. His other hand cupped my balls and began to play with them. He clenched his fist around them, unclenched, squeezed again.
‘I can’t believe how excited he is sir,’ I heard him say. ‘He’s really enjoying this.’

With that he slid his hand up the shaft of my rock hard cock and held it, one of his fingers exploring the precum that moistened the swollen head. That was almost enough to send me over the edge there and then but then I heard him say, ‘God, he’s leaking cum all over the place,’ as he slid the dildo back inside me. 

‘Let’s see if he likes this then.’ The older cop had reappeared in front of me. He knelt down, grabbed my head and pushed it towards the solid bulge in his trousers.
‘I don’t need to remind you not to do anything stupid boy,’ he threatened while sliding his belt away from its loops. ‘You’re going to service my dick with that sweet, young mouth of yours. And if I feel any teeth I’m gunna thrash you with this, got it?’

I nodded. My mind was on keeping myself from coming as the deputy massaged my cock and kept up his slow fucking with the dildo. Before me the older cop pulled down his zip, reached inside with one hand and eased out his cock. I forgot about my own state when I saw it.

His circumcised head glistened purple in the half light and crowned a long, dark shaft contoured with thick veins. It grew out like a log from a thicket of black and grey pubes and beneath it he released a set of weighty, wrinkled balls. Taking his shaft in one fist he slapped it across my face a few times and then instructed me to put it in my mouth.

I licked his precum from the tip.
‘Any bitch can do that boy, suck it!’ 
Mike slapped my arse so hard I could feel welts coming up.
‘Suck his fucking dick. Suck it good you cocksucker.’

I opened my mouth as far as it would go, I stretched it, felt my lips pulled taught. I was scared that I wouldn’t be able to take the thickness of the meat that was before me, scared that I should scrape it and get more punishment. The boss pushed his sweat-smelling cock head into my mouth and I tried to take it all the way back. I only got half way before I had to breathe. I tried to back off but he gripped my hair tighter and pushed my head forward, impaling my face on his cock.
‘Take it, take my dick,’ he growled. 

And I did. Going all the way down until my face was buried in the furry mass of his pubes. I breathed through my nose, sniffing in the smell of man sweat and the scent of his groin. I was forced to slide the thing in and out of my mouth, saliva started to lubricate my throat at last and I was able to take his whole length to the hot recesses of my throat. All the time Mike was matching the fucking my face was getting with the fucking of my arse. As the dildo went in so the cop’s cock was forced in. Mike was still pulling at my balls and torturing my cock with his powerful fingers. Each time I felt like I was going to shoot he would pull the dildo out and slap his palm across my arse, bringing me back from the edge for a split second while driving me ever closer to it.

After a few minutes the older cop’s grip on my head changed. It was not so rough anymore, now he was holding me, then letting me go, then grasping for me again. He started to grunt and his cock started to twitch inside my mouth.

Suddenly he pushed me away and sat back on his haunches, panting and wiping his forehead.
‘Here Mike,’ he gasped, ‘you want some of this boy’s mouth?’
‘Yes please sir,’ Mike replied eagerly.

My arse felt wide open as he pulled the dildo out for the last time. I heard it thud to the ground as he rustled his way around in front of me to change places with his boss. He stood before me and I looked up at his muscled body as he stripped. It was like he was giving me a chance to recover and enjoy the sight of him slowly reveal his hard thighs, his hairy legs and his cock. I thought the older cop’s cock had been big but Mikes, though not quite as long, was fatter. His balls were pulled up tight in anticipation though still swelled beneath the solid mast of flesh, loaded and waiting to empty.

As soon as he knelt down I was on him. I didn’t wait to be told, I knew what he wanted and I wanted it too. I savoured his taste, sweeter than his boss’, his cock smoother, his pubes softer but just as bushy.