The afternoon air outside the train station was sharp and crisp. A squad car idled at the curb, its hood gleaming beneath the sun, lights pulsing silently without a siren. Leaning against it were three young Warrenville police officers — two African American, one Latino — a sight that made passersby look twice. It wasn’t just the badges or sidearms, but the striking presence they projected. Each hotter than the next, drawing the eyes of everyone who passed along the sidewalk. No one could help it. They were breathtaking.
The tallest of the three, broad-shouldered and steady, stood a little apart from the others, his arms crossed as he scanned the station doors. His jawline was sharp, his uniform crisp, and the way he held himself made it clear he was the senior of the group — not much older, but enough that the younger two instinctively deferred to him calling him “Chief”. Even in uniform, his physique was impossible to miss. His pants outlined an enormous package, the fabric across his chest stretched faintly when he breathed, and the seams on his shoulders looked as if they were doing their best to keep everything contained.
Beside him, the Latino officer shifted his weight on the hood of the cruiser, resting an elbow on the flashing light bar. Lenny. He had an easy smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, the kind of expression that could dissolve tension in an instant — or mask it, if the situation called for it. His posture was relaxed, his bubble butt stretched tautly across the seat of his pants, but his eyes never left the flow of passengers spilling from the arriving train. His sleeves hugged his upper arms in a way that made them seem almost sculpted, the fabric drawing tight around the curve of his biceps, as his arms flexed on the flashing light bar.
The third officer was African American, like Chief, and he leaned with one boot braced against the fender, his uniform pants, showing off his former-football-playing frame. Mickey. The trousers were stiff and pressed but couldn’t quite disguise the thickness of his thighs or the large bulge kept at bay by the zipper. Each step carried a deliberate weight, the fabric stretching slightly to show off his ass in the back and cock in the front. His gaze was focused, steady, betraying a sharpness beneath the calm exterior.
Together they formed a picture of readiness and control, uniforms crisp, presence commanding. For anyone stepping off the train, the three officers at the curb were impossible to miss — a wall of authority framed by flashing lights in the bright afternoon sun. The three exuded strength, sex and power; a cocky certainty that only comes in those men who know they have huge instruments for giving pleasure.
And in that moment, as the crowd of travelers thinned, they were all watching for one young face — Josh. Then they saw him. He was exactly as their friend, the conductor of the train, Jeffries, had described: a tall, luscious white boy with sandy blond hair, fuck-me blue eyes, and tight as hell jeans that held a sweet little ass just asking to be fucked. And he was ready for another round; they had been told by their friend. Not one of them ever turned down sloppy seconds from a delicious white boy this pretty.
Josh adjusted the strap of his worn backpack as he joined the stream of passengers stepping down onto the platform He climbed the concrete steps to the Warrenville station’s main exit, his sneakers squeaking faintly, for a moment, he glanced around looking for a taxi stand. Then he saw them. Three officers stood by a Warrenville squad car at the curb, the afternoon light making their silver badges gleam. They didn’t move, not really — just leaned, waited, watching.
Josh felt their eyes sweep across the crowd, and for a brief second, he could have convinced himself it wasn’t about him. But then the tall one shifted, crossing his arms, staring right at him. All three stared then.
The three officers didn’t close the distance; they let the silence work first. They made Josh come to them. An uncomfortable shuffle carried him forward, every step clipped short, his body betraying the pain he tried to hide. His ass ached with every step from the pounding he’d just received from the train’s conductor.
As he walked toward them, all three officers smirked because they knew the reason for Jack’s unsteady walk. It was the tall one - the older of the trio - Chief - who finally spoke. “Joshie,” his voice was even, deep enough to cut through the noise of idling buses and rolling luggage wheels. It wasn’t a question. It was confirmation.
Josh nodded, his throat dry. “Yeah… that’s me.”
“We’ve been expecting you,” said the Latino officer, Lenny, the one with the easy smile. His tone carried a warmth that contrasted with the senior’s gravity, but his eyes stayed sharp, never leaving Josh’s face. He was only a little bit removed from smacking his lips.
The third officer, Mickey, leaned off the fender of the squad car, arms at his sides, gazing with intent. “Long ride?” he asked, his voice low, clipped.
Josh swallowed, his face turning red with embarrassment. “Yeah… long enough.”
“I’ll just bet it was!” said the senior officer, with a grin. The three exchanged a look — subtle, practiced, as if they’d rehearsed this moment. “Alright,” Chief continued. “Why don’t you come with us.” He gestured toward the squad car, not unkindly, but with no room for misinterpretation.
“But I don’t understand,” Josh said starting to panic. And just like that, Josh realized his journey wasn’t ending at the train station. It was only beginning.
“Oh, but I think you do,” continued Chief. “You’ve been promised as a weekend treat by a very good friend.”
“But Mr. Jeffries promised that if I did as he wanted, I’d be free to go,” whined Josh.
“Oh, you will be, cupcake, but just not until we’re finished with you,” explained Lenny. Lenny and Mickey took Josh by the arms, taking him to the side of squad car that faced the wall of the station that couldn’t be seen from the street. “And, Joshie, don’t tell me you don’t want a piece of this big snake in my pants. You’re almost salivating,” Mickey added, pretending to wipe drool from Josh’s mouth.
“Time to get out of those clothes, pretty boy,“ said Lenny.
Mickey chimed in, “It’ll be good for you. Getting some air on that ass will probably steady your walk a bit.” They each took a step back from Josh and then Chief joined them, each watching intently as Josh started to take off his clothes. He pulled his pants and underwear down to his knees, trying to step out of them but fell over into Lenny, who rubbed his ass as he helped Josh stand. Lenny whistled, and teased, “Goddamn! That hole is calling my name.”
“You be a good boy, buttercup, and you can have these back when the party is over,” Chief explained, taking Josh’s clothes from him for safe keeping. He slaps Josh’s naked ass once and then rubs it gently. “Fuck, that boy cunt is nice,” he says.
Lenny opens the door of the squad car, putting a naked Josh with a very apparent hardon in the back seat, getting in after him. Mickey goes around the car and gets in on the other side. “Dude, pretty big rod for a white dude,” observes Mickey. Josh turns red. “Thanks.“ After everyone is situated, Chief gets behind the wheel, turning off the light bar.
Josh turns to Lenny, who is smiling broadly, and says meekly, “What’s going to happen to me?”
“Now, Joshie, we just want to continue the party you’ve been having all day with our friend, Jeffries. He has amazing things to say about …your …ass.“ explains Mickey, pulling his formidable pecker out of his pants and putting Josh’s hand on it, pressing it up and down.
“He also said you loved his cock. Couldn’t get enough. Said you wanted more,“ said Lenny, pulling his fat, long member out of his zipper. Josh grabs a hold of it without being asked, holding on to both towering shafts.
“It’s a few minutes to the station,” says Chief. “Let’s encourage our guest to take a taste of our offerings, comparing them to see who’s bigger. You and Lenny, Mickey, or Jeffries.”
“Great idea, Chief!” says Mickey, pushing Josh down onto the floor of the back seat between his legs so the boy has better access. “Now lick my great big lollipop, bitch!” Mickey held his huge, veiny uncircumcised cock, pulling the extra skin over the fat head, the tip gleaming with precum. He winks.
Josh, from the floor of the car, presses his face into Mickey crotch and sniffs the funky aroma, sinking his face into Mickey’s pubs. It’s intoxicating. He held his tongue out just to taste the precum, and the soft skin at the head of Mickey’s tremendous knob.
Chief says, from the front seat, “You know, Joshua, I actually love white boys. I really do. We all do. Jeffries knows we do. It something we all share in common.” The sounds of slurps can be heard from the backseat as well as Mickey moaning “Oh, fuck” and “Suck it, bitch.”
“When I was just out of high school,” Chief continues. “I got a summer job at a fancy summer camp for rich boys. It was all white kids. Anyway, one of my jobs was discipline. I was supposed to punish any kid that was “bad.” At a certain time after dinner, all the naughty kids were to report to my cabin for their punishment. I’d make each kid pull off their pants and underwear down to their ankles, then I’d put each one over my lap and whale on their white ass for about 10 hard spanks. They’d be crying and screaming, but the louder it got the more turned-on I would get.
“Hey, Mickey, don’t fucking hog the homo’s mouth. Share, for fuck’s sake,” says Lenny, grabbing Josh by the neck and pulling him to the floor underneath him, forcing his face down on his colossal pecker. Josh gags but eventually works his way down the shaft. “Take it….suck that cock, you little whore. Look at her, Mick, she’s like a fucking vacuum!” moans Lenny.
“Shut the fuck up, back there, boys. I’m telling a story,” yells the Chief.
“Sorry!” Lenny and Mickey say together as Josh slurps and sucks on Lenny’s dick. “We’re listening.” Lenny adds, “Fuck, this little slut can suck dick! Damn!”
“So…..I’d get a big old hardon right away,” Chief continues. “The kid’s ass would get a wonderful shade of red and then I’d start fingering his pussy. Their little tallywhacker would get hard. Then I’d stand up, tossing the kid off my lap on the floor in front of me and stand up over him. All I had to do was take my dick out and display it. This is the best part: every single fucker would look up at me and see the biggest blackest hardest dick they’d ever seen. Then they’d just automatically suck it. Really slurp and devour my cock and balls. That was their job: to reward me for punishing them; to suck my dick down their faggot throats and take my load. Then they’d finish up by lickin’ and suckin’ up all that jizz from my prick and balls, like a good, obedient boy.” finished Chief.
“Looks like we’re here,” says Lenny, pulling Josh off his dick. He opens the side door of the squad car, steps out and throws a naked Josh over his shoulder like a kid and heads into the station house. He gives Josh a few hard slaps on his ass. “Fuck me! Jeffries was right. That’s an ass begging to be fucked.” he says over his shoulder to the others.
“It’s deserted,” says Mickey to Josh. “We’re the only ones here on the weekends. So, it won’t be so many, princess, for our party – just us 3 and that beautiful hole of yours.”
Lenny, with Josh over his shoulder, leads everyone into the squad room, going through a swinging door. It is eerily quiet. Desks crowd the space in uneven rows. With a flat sweep of his arm, Lenny sends papers skittering to the floor, photos toppling face-down, stacks of files collapsing into a mess. All Mickey cared about was getting his hands on Josh’s ass as quickly as possible, laying Josh down on the now clean surface. Meanwhile, Lenny and Chief follow the pair through the swinging door into the squad room. Neither of the two younger officers had thought to put their cocks away, so they were standing there, with huge erections hanging out of their uniform pants.
“Time to get this party started,” shouts Mickey, looking at Lenny. “And Chief ain’t even got a chance to even sample that slut’s mouth yet.” Mickey takes Josh by the arm and throws him down to his knees at Chief’s feet.
“Take my pants off and suck my dick, swertheart. Go on, do it!” Like a programmed robot, Josh follows his orders, so nervous he was shaking. He’s so nervous his cock softens as he stands naked there. Josh unbuckles Chief’s pants and unzips them pulling down his pants in one big motion. He pushes them down to the floor and Chief steps out of them. “Wow, Chief, commando, damn!” shouts Lenny.
Seeing how scared Josh was, Chief was rubbing his back and tousling his hair. “S’okay, son. Just relax. I know you’re gonna do a good job on my big ol’ dick. Aren’t you?”
“Yes, sir!” Josh says assuringly.
Then Chief put the tip of his cock right to his lips. “Kiss it, cocksucker! Take care of Daddy’s dick for him, like a good white boy.”
Chief’s prick was huge. As Josh was working away on it, trying to get more than the head in his mouth, Josh could feel Chief starting to finger his asshole. “Relax, son. Daddy just wants to feel your cunt.” Josh gags a bit but takes an inch or two more of Chief’s cock into the back of his throat. “You got a nice pussy, boy.”
Chief pushed his finger deeper into Josh’s butthole. It felt like an electric current switched on, even to Josh’s fucked and battered ass. Josh had a mouth full of enormous, black dick, but still in a bit of shock at the girth and length of it. “Hang on, baby,“ said Chief, who stopped touching him and disappeared for a moment. Josh’s dick was so hard now it was dripping. Then Chief was back, and soon he was applying some thick lube to Josh’s asshole. “There we go, baby.” Chief placed his prick back at Josh’s lips, and he resumed sucking that colossal cock. Chief’s finger slid up Josh’s asshole again, easier this time because of the lube. Josh couldn’t help a groan of “Mmm” escaping his lips. “God, it felt good,” he thought.
“Listen at Joshie. Chief is making this little whore feel good in her pussy,” laughed Chief. “You like suckin that long black dick, dontcha boy?”
“Yes, sir.!” he mumbled slobbering over a mouthful of Chief’s stiff meat.
“You look good with that black prick in your mouth.” barked Chief. “You may be a faggot, but you sure as fuck suck dick better than any woman I’ve ever had.”
“He sure as fuck does!” said Lenny, out of his clothes now, watching the action, naked, stroking his massively thick organ.
“Fuck, yeah. I ain’t never had a bitch suck it anywhere nearly as good. Fags are good cocksuckers for sure,“ contributed Mickey, following suit, ripping off his clothes and stroking his towering, veiny schlong.
“Gonna give a nice big daddy load soon, Joshie,” says Chief and suddenly grabs Josh’s head with both hands and begins fucking his face. Josh could still only take about a third of it. “Fuck! Slut, you got me so damned turned on your white mouth feels so fucking good on my black prick OOOOOOH! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! Here it comes, Joshie! Gonna shoot my load. TAKE IT YOU LITTLE CUNT! Take your black daddy’s BIG WHITE LOAD FOR HIM!”
His strong hands felt like a vice grip on Josh’s head, spit dripping out of both sides of his mouth and puddling on the floor, fighting a strong gag reflex to stay focused, concentrating, the huge black dick in his mouth just exploded. Load after load of thick man jizz was being pumped into his mouth. “EAT IT BITCH! EAT IT! SWALLOW THAT CREAM!“ bellowed Chief, as so much man juice spurted out of the head of his dick it was overflowing Josh’s mouth, as he tried to swallow as much of the delicious spunk as possible. Cum covered his face, chin and chest, some even puddling on the floor, Josh never stopped licking and sucking every last drop from Chief’s long, thick cock. Chief loosens his grip from around Josh’s head and pats his cheek, catching his breath. Josh continues licking and bathing Chief’s softening cock and his ample hairy balls.
““Thank you, princess. You did good. So, fucking good. You’re the best goddamn cocksucker I’ve ever had.” Chief said firmly kind but quietly commanding. “But, princess, Chief is gonna need you to take care of Lenny and Mickey now. Look how fucking horny they are?”
Lenny and Mickey are stroking their impressive dicks, each wetter than the other with precum with a look of beyond lust in their eyes. “Can you do that for ole Chief?” Josh just nods, giving one last slurp of Chief’s pecker. “He promises you a big and meaty surprise in that pretty, little asshole of yours, if you do.”
Josh, breathing heavily, just falls back from Chief’s now soft member, his face covered in cum, spreading his legs exposing his hole. Chief motions for Lenny and Mickey to join him and they take turns grabbing cum from off Josh’s body and the floor and start to use it to loosen and lube his anus. One finger. Two fingers. “Oh, Daddy, that feels so good. So fucking good.” moans Josh. Each officer puts in one finger at the same time stretching his boy cunt. Three fingers. Lenny looks around and grabs a nightstick from a nearby desk, covers it with Josh’s cum and then proceeds to fuck him with it. In and out. Deeper and deeper. “Push that big black pole deeper. Do it,“ moans Josh. Lenny increased his pace, forcing that club in and out of Josh’s hole as he pleads, “Somebody has to fuck me! I need a cock! Somebody needs to fuck me!” Lenny throws the club aside and Chief picks up Josh in his arms, putting him on all fours on the nearest desk.
Lenny leaps up behind Josh on the desk, lining up his cock with Josh’s hole, “Oh, fag boy, I need that sweet, sweet ass so bad!” impaling Josh on his big and meaty rod in one big thrust.
“OH MY GOD!” cries Josh. “SO FUCKING BIG!”
Lenny grabs onto Josh’s hips, holding on, and fucking his asshole with faster and faster fucks. All the way in. As deep as it will go. Then all the way out so just the head is still in and then a thrust all the way back into the deep, warm, slick chute. “Deeper, Papi, Deeper!” cries Josh.
“Fuck! Fuck! Take that cock!” yells Lenny, slamming that iron rod into Josh’s hole. “Squeeze that cock with your ass, pussy boy!” Lenny throws himself on Josh’s back, climbing up, trying to go deeper.
Lenny throws his head back and screams. “FUCK! TAKE IT YOU, CUNT! I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING!” He grabs Josh around his middle, almost hugging him, and shoves his cock as deep into his ass as he can. Josh can feel the pulse of Mickey’s cock inside him – filling him with spurt after spurt of seed, drenching and filling his hole.
Mickey falls out of Josh’s opening onto his back on the desk, catching his breath. Lenny, aiming his towering cock, immediately pushes Mickey out of the way and shoves his deep inside. Josh cries out and falls down onto his stomach. Mickey grabs him from behind, never taking his dick out of his hole, and pulls him back to the edge of the desk so he can fuck standing up, never missing a thrust. White cum is seeping out of Josh’s hole as Lenny fucks him. “Take it, bitch. Goddamn, you’re so fucking wet!”
From the desk on his back, still regaining his breath, Mickey says, “You’re welcome, dude!” and tries to high five Lenny.
Lenny grabs Josh’s hips and begins to pump his ass up and down with his strong hands, fucking himself, Josh allowing himself to be used like a doll. Lenny makes one last thrust and screams in ecstasy, shooting his load into Josh’s battered opening. AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Meanwhile, Chief is jacking his incredible cock, watching the performance from the side, hard as a rock for the second show. As Lenny pulls out of Josh’s butt, a white spooge seeps out of it, with drops unloading on the floor.
“Baby, now just one more,” murmurs Chief. Josh is flat on his stomach on the desk , standing with his messy ass open to the room. “I won’t last long, Joshie, but it’s gonna be a ride you’ll never forget.”
Chief walks over to Josh’s exposed ass and massages it, taking some of the eruption and spreading it on his long, thick lance, readying it for the piercing that was to come. He gives Josh a loud, slap on the ass and shoves his enormous member, pressing past the tight sphincter, slowly letting him get used to the enormity of the invasion. “Oh, God, Daddy, it’s so big and fat!” bellows Josh.
As deep as he can go, he stops for a second, letting Josh catch his breath. He then picks Josh up in his massive arms, backing up and falling into the seat of a chair with Josh impaled on his rod. Josh cries out. “Ride that cock, my little cunt. Fuck yourself on Chief’s big cock! He knows you want to.”
Josh, almost motionless from the start of the third pounding, suddenly comes to life and slowly starts to move on Chief’s lap. First slowly moving back and forth, stretching his hole, then moving fast and then up and down. “Oh, Daddy, give me that cock. It’s so big. It’s breaking me in two.” Chief simply sits there and let’s Josh do all the work, putting his hands behind his head. Josh leans forward to get as much of that cock into his ass that he can, coming down hard and deep.
Chief cries out, “FUCK! CUNT, RIDE! MILK MY FUCKING ROD!” grabbing onto Josh’s hips, pulling his ass as deeply down on his cock as he can. Spurt after spurt is released from Chief’s massive erection, adding to the deluge that was already in Josh’s ass.
Without notice, Josh cries out, “OHHHHHHHHH, DADDY! YES! DADDY! YES DADDY!” watching as his cock explodes with an intensity he’s never felt, all over the floor, his chin and chest, without touching himself even once. This is his first hands free orgasm, but not his last he hopes.
Josh falls forward, off Chief’s softening cock, and onto the ground and lays there breathing hard. “Pussy boy, you’re one amazing fuck!” says Lenny, laying naked on a nearby desk, his substantial soft cock making a puddle on his stomach.
“I’ll second that, cumdump. Goddamn that cunt is amazing!” chimes Mickey, sitting cross-legged on a neighboring desk, with his hung heavy soft phallus sticky in front of him.
Chief sits in his chair, naked, his heavy soft phallus hanging halfway down to the floor, slowly catching his breath. “Joshie,” he groans, “I ain’t never had anybody in this world suck my cock with their ass, but you sure did. Goddamn, if you didn’t milk it dry. That snatch of yours is nothing short of magic!”
All three burst into laughter. Josh rolls over and looks at each of them. “How long til we go again, boys?”
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