Gay Gay Cop Stories

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The Rest Area

by sickoboy on Oct 21, 2019
Gay Male

Damian was driving from Fremont to Pealsburg, his trusty truck eating the miles and chugging gas, the summer night warm and wind cool as it streamed into his single cab. In the dark of the night Damian had stopped on the side of the road and shucked his jeans off, driving the rest of the way naked, his hard cock against the steering wheel, like a third hand...

A Slut in the Gym

by whitechocolate3 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Characters in the story are 18 years of age or older. ***** Going to the gym was something simple. I loved my body, my muscles, everything was well placed, and I got the looks. I also caught the looks of everybody. I liked that. So maybe I deserved it. One day, I decided to be the first to go the gym. I never was so early. I really thought that I was goin...

The Cop

by SlaveToCock on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It was a hot night. I had a few beers and was speeding down the freeway for a weekend of fun. There was no car on the road, so I floored the gas, doing almost seventy. Then I heard it, the siren. Then the red and blue light. Shit, I thought, just what I needed. The cop sped in front of me and gestured for me to pull over. I did. He then walked slowly towar...

Cop-Stud

by Leslie on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Randy was going to be late, so he pushed down on the accelerator, increasing his speed to eighty-five as he sped up I-85, north of his hometown of Atlanta. It was Friday evening, and he was supposed to meet his lover Mark at his house at six o'clock, and it was already after six. The gym he had been to was packed that afternoon, and he couldn't rip himself a...

Coffee .. And Maybe More ..

by MecumMhor on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The Tim's was full when I got there. I mean full. This particular Tim's is usually busy, but this morning .. not a seat to be had, let alone a seat at a table. Well, no, there is one seat. Guy I recognize from the gym. Sitting alone, but obviously waiting on somebody. He nods and I nod back. I'm in line, waiting on a server. 'What are you doing? What are yo...

A Ride in the Patrol Car Ch. 01

by BeltBuckle on Feb 25, 2019
Gay Male

Ever since I was little, I always admired police officers. Strong men in powerful uniforms, maintaining order... I suppose you could call it an obsession. By the time I turned eighteen, I already decided that this was the kind of career I needed to pursue. It was my destiny. Unfortunately, three more years were to come before I could make this dream come tru...

My Best Friend the Cop

by DragonRyder4956 on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

My name is Darian I am 39 years old, 5'10", with short dirty blonde hair, nice athletic build, and I am a handsome dude, at least I think so. And a lot of other guys think so too. Especially, as I found out, my best friend Dex, who is a Cop thought I was a good catch. I am a bottom 100% gay man. I haven't found the right guy yet but have dated a few guys o...

My Angry Tenants Ch. 15

by rae121452 on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

It was a hot August night with a full moon. Ron and Gary had been working since sunup to finish a remodeling job in a un-air conditioned building and it had been in the 90's all day. Even now, at 10pm it was still in the 80's and they had 20 miles of country road to cover to get home. Gary was in his favorite summer work outfit; a tight pair of 501's cut of...

A Kid And A Cop Ch. 01

by DomQuiote on Aug 22, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter one "OOOOOWWWWWW! YOU'RE KILLING ME! NO MORE! PLEASE!" The boy lying naked over the cop's lap screamed, tears streaming down his cheeks as the cop spanked his bright red butt with the lexan paddle. "NO MORE, NO MORE, PLEASE." About an hour before, the cop had stopped the boy as he was leaving the store where he had just shoplifted 4 DVD's. He qu...

A New York Cop Sucks Dick

by NYCSTUD on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

On the plane ride to my "unique vacation"—at least that's what the brochure had promised--I thought of what had brought me here. Job stress is something we all face, but I was feeling it ran deeper. Life stress, pushing 35, seeing dreams passing me by, it all seemed to conspire to compel me to this impulsive, two week vacation that I wasn't even sure I would...