Punished by the police

Behind me the other policeman was investigating my arse with his fingers again, massaging my prostate and bring me to the edge of orgasm. He was not as controlled as Mike and before I could stop myself I shot my load. My cock exploded like a volcano at last and I felt a hot jet spurt up onto my stomach. The cop behind me slapped hard at my arse and I shot another load as I swallowed hard on Mike’s firm flesh. 

‘I didn’t give you permission to come, boy,’ the older cop shouted and started to hit my arse with his belt. 

This drove me to chew harder on the cop in front, my groans of pleasure mixing with grunts of pain as he forced my head down onto him. His hips thrust forward as his grip on my head tightened and the belt seared across my burning flesh. And then my mouth was filling with his hot juice as it splattered against the back of my throat. I tried to swallow but more came, filling my mouth as he jerked himself into my face, circling his groin against me and shuddering. His cum filled and dribbled from my mouth as yet more was unloaded into it until finally he slowly pulled it away from me. And when it was released into the cool dawn air it showed no signs of softening.

The lashing from the belt had stopped.
‘Get your head down lad,’ the strict voice behind me commanded. ‘I want to fill your arse with my dick.’ 

I was nervous again. His cock was thicker than the dildo and longer. I didn’t know if I could take any more without passing out. But I didn’t have time to think about it.
‘I’m going to fuck you raw boy, fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.’ 

I felt his heavy hands on the soreness of my arse flesh. They scraped their way around to grab my hips and held me there tight and unforgiving. Mike stood over me, one leg on either side and squatted so that he could hold my cheeks apart for his boss.
‘I wanna see this up close,’ he said as he gripped my sides with his knees, locking me into a position from which I could not escape.

I felt the end of the old guy’s cut cock nudge against my slick hole and a rush of panic spread through me. I stiffened, my sphincter clenched. But the monster shaft of cop cock broke it wide open again and slid right into me, up to the hilt until, with one heave, his huge balls slapped against me and nearly forced a second wad of cum from my own. There was no pain after that, just exhilaration and I wanted more as he pulled back. I pushed my arse down eagerly over his cock again.
‘I’m the one doing the fucking not you,’ he spat and spanked me again with a new force.

I gave in to him and he started to fuck me. Slowly at first. In, all the way, banging against my prostate, out again, pulling me back over him, sliding out. Teasing turned to pleasurable torture and I was ready to shoot again.

Then Mike was off me and kneeling in front of me, showing me a dark, hairy arse crack.
‘Lick this and shove your tongue right up,’ he ordered

I grabbed the pair of furry cheeks, pulled him towards me and buried my head right in there. I could smell his flesh, and the leather from the boots he still wore. Could feel the heat from his body and the heat from the one behind who was fucking me like a machine. On and on it went as the nightmare turned into a fantastic dream and air started to warm with the sun coming up behind the trees. Deeper drove the cop behind me, deeper went my tongue into the one before me.

Until Mike turned around again and showed me that his meat was ready for another sucking. I licked the dried cum from its tip, tasted it again, ran my lips along his shaft as the pounding on my arse intensified. I heard the other cop grunt, shout, ‘oh fuck, I’m coming,’ and felt his rod pull out from my battered butt before firing round after round of burning hot juice across my back. As he came he slapped my arse with his hand and then with his cock, wiping the rest of his jism into the hand prints his spanking had left on me.

‘Your turn Mike,’ he panted and came around to kneel in front of me again. ‘You, wash this spunk off my dick.’

He turned me over onto my back, fell onto all fours himself and dangled his still dripping cock over my face. I reached for it keenly with my tongue as I felt Mike lift my legs, push my knees back against my chest and, without warning, ram his wide shaft deep inside my gaping hole. I would have screamed at the savage pounding he dealt me but my throat was full of the older policeman’s cut cock. His balls were squashing on my eyelids and his hairy chest was rubbing against my smooth, flat stomach as he fell forwards, taking my stiff six inches into his own mouth. His moustache played against the downy covering of my tight balls as the back of his throat manipulated my sore cock head. But only for a moment.
‘Wank yourself boy,’ he ordered, pushing himself up so that he sat over my face. ‘I wanna see you cum while you eat out my arse.’

As I grabbed at my own cock and felt Mike’s grow wider and harder within me I gorged on the hairy arse hole that was pushing and rubbing in my face. I wanked myself in the same rhythm as Mike’s fucking while feeling the cop above me beating on his own meat, his balls slapping against his furry thighs. 

And then Mike was puling out, I heard him grunting, his breathing now fast and shallow. And then he unleashed a thick torrent of hot cum over my balls sending me over the edge. I felt my own juice land on my chest where the guy above was unloading his second wad into the air. It landed on my stomach with another jet from Mike, and I came again, empty at last. The bear above me jerked once more and emptied himself onto my chest. His rough hands rubbed the spunk into my nipples as Mike rubbed his dripping cock around my spent balls.

We stayed in those positions for several minutes, until the sound of a car racing past on the nearby road brought us back to where we were. The sun was up behind the horizon and it was going to be another hot day. The older policeman slid back, allowing me to breathe more freely as I lay on my back staring at the white dawn sky. And Mike slowly lowered my legs back down, they ached, my whole body ached. My arse scraped against the rough ground and I let out a yelp.

The older cop laughed at me as he dressed. ‘What’s your name boy?’ he asked and at last his tone seemed softer.
‘Aaron,’ I replied, shifting my gaze to watch his now soft, fat cock being forced back into his uniform and wanting to reach for it.
‘When you see me next, Aaron,’ he said, smirking slightly. ‘And you will be seeing me again boy, you will call me Sir. I have a party on next week, at my house, with other… like minded policeman. You will join us there at eight O’clock sharp, or else…’

He left the sentence hanging as he fished out a card from his wallet and threw it down onto my chest.

Then the two of them simply walked off, leaving me there naked and sore, staring at the morning sky.
‘Wow, what a fuck,’ I thought to myself and smiled as I looked at the card.

Sure I would be there. But I might turn up five minutes late just to see what the ‘or else’ might be.