The STOP-Part 2

Part2
As I pull away from the curb, I’m feeling very fortunate to have been stopped by the hottest cop I’ve ever met. And even more fortunate that Josh wanted to have sex with me… and did. I’m still pretty horny thinking about our hot sexual encounter. For a guy who claims to have very little experience, he acted like a pro. I don’t think anyone has ever sucked my cock with the same enthusiasm as he did. I’m getting a chill in my chest just thinking about it. I need to get home and get a shower before my new lover shows up. If what he says is true, I want to make sure he has the time of his life tonight and experiences everything he can.

As soon as I hit the door, I start stripping my clothes off. My silk shirt has Josh’s dried cum on it and my pants are a little sticky, too(inside and out). I reach in and turn on the water and make sure it’s warm. I step in and let the water run down my body. I can’t help but to admire my own cock. I’ve been in love with it since I was a kid. We have a love/hate relationship that flares up when my cock makes me do things I shouldn’t. The desire is so great sometimes, I just have to beat it into submission. I hope I can depend on my cock to do what ‘I’ want tonight. I grab a body wash glove and some liquid soap and squirt it on. The feel of the rough glove hurts a little as I scrape off the dead skin. I start with my shoulders, then my arms, then my chest, and I work my way down to my balls. I scrub lightly and enjoy the feeling of all those soapy bubbles forming around my cock. I stoke it a little using the soap as a kind of lubricant. I close my eyes while I work the soap in and think about Josh sucking me off. It feels really good and I feel like I could jack off right now… but I can’t. Before long I come back to consciousness and open my eyes. This shower needs to be all business and I speed things up. I’m out in less than 5 minutes.

The first think on my agenda was to change my bed and clean up a little bit before Josh got here. I’ve got a wonderful time planned for him and I can’t wait to get in his pants again. I ‘m most interested in seeing the rest of his hot body, in and out of his uniform. It’s already midnight and I’m just finishing all the prep work I need. I chill a bottle of wine for the occasion and hope he enjoys it. Some guys only like beer. I hope he likes it. I hear a banging sound on the door and it startles me. Shit, Josh… where are your manners? Just used the damned doorbell.

I go to the door and I’m starting to get really pissed that he’s pounding so hard. What the hell is his problem? I hear a voice say, “Open up! It’s the Police!” What an asshole, I think. That uniform of his is going to his head. As I open up the door, he crashes through and knocks me on my ass. I fall back and yell, “What the fuck?!” I feel like I’m being attacked as I am wrestled to my stomach and pinned. Josh? What are you doing? “Shut up! You’re under arrest!” I hear a voice say. I’m a little freaked out and I feel cold metal wrapped around my wrists behind my back. I feel the guys full weight on me and it’s driving my face into the carpet. If I weren’t so scared, I might be turned on by the brut strength of it all. I’m not even sure it’s Josh… I can’t see. Without warning, I am hoisted up onto my feet and I feel pain in my arms as they are wrenched behind me. I struggle to look at my attacker but I’m being pushed forward. “Move!” I hear the voice say. “Into the bedroom.”

By now I’m really hoping it’s Josh, but I’m not really sure. He pushes me toward the back of the house and I kinda fall into my bedroom. He pushes me onto the bed with force and I land on my stomach. He seems to fall onto me and I feel his whole weight on my back. I feel his hot breath on my neck and he speaks into my ear, “You are my prisoner and will do what I say or I will hurt you badly. Got it?” I say, got it. I’m still not sure it’s Josh… I can’t see his face. I feel his rustling with the keys and he unlocks the handcuffs… but only one side. My one hand swings free and I feel less afraid. But then I feel my arm being stretched and the other end is locked onto the bed. I flip over and see that it’s Josh. But it’s not the Josh from earlier this evening. This one seems very serious and stern. He looks deep into my eyes and it feels like he’s cutting through straight to my brain.

You’re mine tonight and you will do everything I say. I smile, but he seems angry. “Did I say something funny!” he roars. No, sir. I say. Now shut up! He grabs my shirt and rips it from the collar down with a quick pull. My chest comes into his view he slaps his hand down on my chest with a thud. He grabs one of my nipples and twists it hard. It hurts, but it also feels good. I can’t describe it. I look up at him and see him in his dark blue uniform; that hides his large frame. I’m dying to see what’s under the uniform, but I don’t dare let on. Josh lowers his head and sucks my other nipple hard. He’s really roughing it up with his lips and nibbling hard on it. Just when I think he’s done, I feel him bite down with his teeth. Fuck, that hurts! I try to push him away with my free hand, but he’s got his full weight on me. He starts kissing hard down my stomach bites at the button with his teeth. He uses one of his hand to undo the button and pulls down the zipper. I’m not hard yet, because I’m a little freaked out. Josh sticks his face in my pubes and breathes in deep and then exhales. The warmth turns me on and I feel my dick stiffening. He grabs my jeans by the waist and yanks them down. My dick pops out and Josh reaches over and slaps it hard. Ow! that fucking hurts!, I say. “Shut up!” he says and slaps my dick again. The hard slap stings, but it just makes me harder.

Josh strattles me and unzips his pants. “Suck me, faggot.” he says. I struggle to get to a sitting position, but I’m trying to comply.