My head hurt. My blush was hot enough to dehydrate me. There was so much variety. I was afraid to keep looking but also afraid to wimp out and leave. Wait, was that one shaped like a...a fist? And hooomagawd who could fit something as big as THAT in... I feel the panic and subsequent shame overtaking me. Why the hell had I thought this was a good plan? What...
After the hot fuck I just received from the trucker I thought I would just rest a bit and go back to my apartment. Sitting on the guard rail of the access road I watched as the squad car pulled up by me and stopped and both of the officers got out of the squad car and came over to me. Both of the officers were dressed in short sleeved uniforms that looked...
Everyone has heard the old stereotype 'Gay guys can't drive'. Well, I am here to tell you that this stereotype is true. Even at 18, I hadn't improved much since getting my license. I've been pulled over more times than I can count, and the only thing that has saved me from dozen of tickets has been my good looks. And, well, my willingness to suck a few cop d...
"Officer Hawthorne, can you read that back to me?" Warren looked up, eyes bleary and thoughts elsewhere. He glanced down at the dictation. He had taken it with only a portion of his concentration, but he was fairly sure it was competently done. David Brown, his commanding officer, regarded him with a look of patient disappointment that a governess might re...
All usual disclaimers apply. This is the second installment of the Levi series. "Levi, The Abandoned" is the first part. Levi had donned the clothes I had laid out for him and had returned to the sitting room. I was sipping coffee and reading over the front page of the paper. I put down the paper and looked right at Levi's pale face which really accentuate...
Many people assume that they are the only ones who have a tough life. What a load of bull! My name is Steve Darcy and I am a Haitian-American police officer and part-time community mentor living in the city of Brockton. My message is to all the people in this world who think they have it tough. Please, folks, shut the hell up! We're all bombarded with messag...
The following day, back at his usual post, Sam Stillwell was restless. He pondered all day whether he should go back to the gang's hangout. He was nervous. How would he be received without Devon? Would he be received without Devon? And he was nervous about going without Devon. Even though he knew Devon had no more control than he in the situation he woul...
One night, I was driving my Ford in an empty highway. I was so eager to arrive at my destination that I was going really fast, way past the speed limit. Suddenly, I heard a siren and saw a patrol car right behind me. When I turned around and looked back, the policeman gave me a signal to pull over. I obeyed, cursing my damn luck. When he approached my vehic...
Chapter Thirty-Four - Mints, Anyone? So what the hell was he going to do now? Had Aron called and he missed it or something? He checked his phone. No calls. Okay, he needed to see Aron. Wait, he needed to take a shower first. They were seriously going to have sex. If what the girl had said was true ... Of course it's true. Now we remember everything. I'm...
Has been edited by Nom de Plume for spelling and grammar. Thank you. ***** The sweet and savory smell of food cooking was all it took to wake up Spot. He stretched out in a big, full body stretch. Flexing his muscular hamstrings and massive shoulders. His brown chest hair covered most of his body like fur. Master made sure Spot kept his public parts clean,...