This happened in the summer between high school and college when I was 18 years old.
One morning I was especially horny. I spent all night watching porn, jacking off, and shoving my dildo up my hole.
“ God I love watching twinks get their ass split. I wish that were me getting split by some thick girthy daddy cock,” I thought to myself. So I decided to see if I could make this wish come true. I pull up Sniffies and look for some cruising spot near me. I see there’s a park with a quiet restroom off a jogging trail. One of the reviews says, “beware of cops”. I think very little of it, my empty hole is controlling me now.
I get up, throw on a jockstrap, some shorts, a tshirt, and some ratty old running shoes and then I post on that park restroom that I’ll be there shortly. It’s mid-day when I leave the house and I get there after a quick drive. I park my car and walk the trail, getting a nice summer sweat on before I get a nice quick fuck sweat on, and enter the restroom. It’s empty. Theres no one here yet. I post “here” on Sniffies and wait in the stall.
A few minutes pass and I hear the door open. Someone’s here. They walk over to the urinals and start pissing. I quietly start to jerk my cock, hoping that that man is here to fuck me. He finishes up at the urinal and then promptly leaves.
I sit there in silence, with my hand slick with precum. “what a let down!” I think to myself. A few more minutes pass and the door opens again. Someone walks over to the urinal and starts pissing. He finishes up and leaves. Another let down.
After a little while longer, I check Sniffies again to see if anyone was coming. Theres been nothing since I posted. Maybe the warning about the cops really did shut this place down. I lock my phone and place it in my pocket. “No one’s coming, I better head on home”, I mutter to myself. But then the door opens and I hear heavy boots on the concrete. They’re approaching the stall I’m in. My heartbeat is racing. I’m definitely going to get some cock now.
Knock. Knock. Knock. “This is Sargent Davis with the police department. You know solicitation is a crime, right sir?” says the voice on the other side of the stall door. My heart drops into my stomach. I am so busted. I get up off the toilet seat to open the door and face my accuser. The officer, average height, white and built like a linebacker, steps in and sees me. He sees my lean twink body and the hard-on I’m pitching thru my jockstrap and shorts. “I can take you to jail or you can suck my cock and maybe I’ll look the other way” says Sargent Davis.
Theres no way I am going to jail so rush to pull his cock out. I unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants. I see him already beginning to stiffen up underneath his briefs. I pull out his thickening uncut cock and it is a MONSTER. As round as a soda can and as long as my forearm. There is no way I can deep throat this thing but there is no way I am going to jail at 18. So, I kiss his cock and lick the length of his shaft and back to the head. It gets even harder. “Well at least I’m on the right track,” I think to myself. And then I take his whole cockhead into my mouth and begin to suck. I suck and swirl my tongue around it and try to move it into my throat but each time I do, I gag. I look up at him, and he just looks down disapprovingly.
“If that’s the best you’ve got, you might as well stop and stand up and let me put the cuffs on you,” Sargent Davis says.
I suck even harder, get it nice and wet to try and slip it further down my throat. My desperation is mounting and he’s losing his patience. I take a deep breath and force myself halfway down his cock.
“I give you an A for effort. Very spirited but let me help you with that,” Sargent Davis says in a deep growl before shoving my head all the way to the base. I gag. Hard. He just laughs and doesn’t let go. I’m running out of breath, but he doesn’t care, he just holds me there as if to confirm that he has the power over me right now. His cock is firmly buried deep down my throat. His musk-heavy pubes fill my nose. What an intoxicating scent.
After what feels like an eternity, he finally lets me go and I feel his monster cock snake its way out of my throat. I gasp to fill my lungs with air. My throat is empty and relieved that it wasn’t holding a monster inside itself. I look up at Sargent Davis and he just smirks at me.
“You look like a fag with those red watery eyes looking up at me but you went and ruined my pants so now I’ve really got to punish you”
I’m in a lightheaded daze so I didn’t understand what was going on. Sargent Davis lifts me up and places me on the toilet and removes my shorts so that my pink puckering hole is staring at him, winking like it knows what’s going to come next.
Sargent Davis leans down and slowly licks my hole. I feel his scruff scratch my buttcheeks as he works his way to my balls.
“But before we begin, I do want to try a little bit of some barely legal pussy. Something tells me you’ve never had a monster like me stretch this tight little hole”
I’m so out of it, I barely register what he just said. I just feel his warm tongue begin to poke and prod my hole. He’s getting it wet for something but I’m not able to make the connection yet.
"Mmm what nice tight white ass you've got. It's pretty round. I can't wait to pop your bubble butt," Sargent Davis tells me.
After he gets it nice and wet, I feel some pressure at my hole. His monster cock is lined up and ready to take the plunge. And then I feel the stretch.
“OH FUCK,” I yell. Sargent Davis slaps my face and hisses “Shut up” at me. “We just made it past my cockhead and there is now way I’m pulling out now. So just shut up and take you little faggot.”
I nod with tears in my eyes and grit my teeth. Sargent Davis pushes further into me and I feel my hole stretch even more. His cock gets thicker towards the base. No wonder I couldn’t take it far down my throat. He looks down at me with disgust and slaps me again before kissing me hard and deep.
“Good fags get rewarded. You took me to the base. The women I fuck on the regular cant even do that much,” he tells me.
I smile, weakly at him. And then he picks up the pace. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. My hole fighting hard to reject this monster invader. In. Out. In. Out. He goes even faster now. In out. In out. In out. In out. Inoutinoutinoutinoutinout. He slams his hips into my ass. I pray that he’s getting close. His grunts with every thrust get louder and louder when he suddenly grabs my legs and hilts all the way inside and grunts. I feel his cock pump his hot cum inside me. “he’s done. He has to be,” I think to myself. Sargent Davis pulls himself out of me and leaves my hole a gaping mess. Cum drips onto the floor and my hole feels so empty now.
Sargent Davis steps next to my head and utters a command: “Clean it.”
“What?” I asked, looking worn out and dazed. My hole hurts and doesn’t close.
“I said clean it. Good fags clean up their messes”
So, I begin to lick the cummy mess off his cock. Up and down and around his head. He looks approvingly at his cock and me before he spits on my face.
“Well done fag. Now we need to fix your hole situation,” Sargent Davis tells me. He rubs his hand across his scruffy jaw while his other hand touches his waist. His hand grabs his nightstick and holds it up, showing me. I look up and marvel at his nightstick and wonder what he’s going to do with it.
“I’ve got an idea. Take this and don’t let go,” Sargent Davis commands me.
I look up at my master wondering what’s going to happen next before he pushes one end of his nightstick deep into my hole until only the handle is sticking out of me, like some crude black tail. My hole does its best to grip it and it slowly slides out a little bit before it stops.
“Good boy,” Sargent Davis coos. “Wait here and don’t move. I’ve got a surprise for you”.
Sargent Davis pulls his pants up, buckles his belt, and steps out of the stall and closes the door. I am a fucking mess. I hear his boots step further away before the door swings open and closes with a thud. I am left in this ruined state wondering what is going to happen next.
Suddenly I hear the door swing open with a metallic creak. Theres two sets of bootsteps coming my way. The stall door bangs open and I see Sargent Davis standing there showing another officer what he’s done.
“look at him. Isn’t he a mess?” Sargent Davis beams with pride towards the other officer.
“jesus fucking christ. Another one? And you shoved your stick inside him? And look at the mess on the floor! Theres a whole fucking puddle of cum and ass juice on the floor. This place reeks of sweat and cum.” the other officer interrogates Sargent Davis about his crime scene. The other officer, a bald, muscular, black man standing a few inches taller than Sargent Davis, looks at me with disgust. He grabs his cock through this pants and rubs it and it begins to stiffen. He then undoes his belt and pants and steps towards my face. I look over and its just as thick as Sargent Davis’s cock but thankfully its not as long.
“look at him Rome, hes just begging to be abused,” Sargent Davis remarks to Officer Rome.
“I can see that but what do you want to do with him,” asks Officer Rome.
“I got just the thing. Here, sprinkle this in a line down your cock. It’ll be a good reward for him. Help him be a little bit more forgiving.”
“What is it?”
“Just something I pulled off those fags the other week. It tested as GHB so itll make him nice and relaxed for what comes next”
“Oh I see,” officer Rome chuckled. “Here, fag, take a sniff”.
Officer Rome sprinkles the white substance on his cock before placing in under my nose. I do as I’m told, hoping that this powder will make things easier.
Snnnnrt. I inhale the powder.
“Did he get all of it,” asks Sargent Davis.
“No but we can fix it,” says Officer Rome.
Officer Rome then pushes his now hard cock near my tired mouth and commands me to lick it. I do as I’m told and lick the powder off his big black cock. When it was cleaned, Officer Rome shoves his cock into my mouth. My lightheaded head takes this new intruder inside and it feels easier this time. I feel warm. Clearly the drug is working now.
Officer Rome pushes his cock into deep into my throat with little resistance. “What a champ this fag is. You definitely worked him over good,” Officer Rome says. “Now suck,” he commands me.
I do as I am told, eagerly this time. This effect the drug has on me is great! I suck him so good, so deep, so wet. I hum a bit and I feel Officer Rome’s cock shudder and he cums deep down my throat.
“Woah he wasn’t able to do that with me,” Sargent Davis says. “Let me try his throat again. He should still be wet from me fucking his tight ass”
Officer Rome steps away and Sargent Davis slides past and shoves his monster cock deep down my throat again. Officer Rome then removes my crude, nightstick tail, with a wet slurp, before plunging his big black cock deep inside. He slid in so easy when compared to Sargent Davis. I feel like a total slut now.
I’m working the monster cock in my mouth while my hole is pounded away. I feel warm and lightheaded and slutty. Nothing can beat this feeling. Sargent Davis’s cock begins to pulse and I feel him cum down my throat.
“Ughhh such a good fag,” Sargent Davis moans. He pulls out of my throat and wipes his slick cummy cock on my face and stands to watch Officer Rome at work.
Officer Rome is still pounding at my hole. I can feel my hole stretch to accommodate him but it doesn’t hurt. Not like when it did with Sargent Davis.
Plapplapplaplapplapplapplapplaplapplap. Officer Rome just keeps jackhammering away. Officer Rome slows down and pulls his cock out of my worn ass. My hole is a gaping mess once again as its no longer filled with that big black cock.
“Oh yes what a good little white fag,” Officer Rome moans as he cums on my open hole. I feel some warmth there on my hole before Officer Rome pushes that warm cum back into my hole with his cock. Officer Rome pushes further inside and cums more, filling my ass with more cum.
“Hey Rome. Now that this little slut is loosened up, what say you pick him up and we try and dp him. He’ll enjoy it now that he knows what a fucking slut he is,” Sargent Davis proposes to Officer Rome.
Officer Rome pulls me up and sits down on the toilet. He pulls me onto his chest and reinserts his big black cock. It slides in really easy now and he just holds it there. Sargent Davis steps up and lines his monster cock up with my already filled hole. He pushes his way inside and my hole is now taking both Officer Rome’s big black cock and Sargent Davis’s monster cockhead.
“Wow he really did it,” Sargent Davis remarks. “Lets see how much more he can stretch”.
Sargent Davis pushes further inside and my hole stretches even more. It doesn’t hurt. It even feels really good.
“How’s he looking Rome? Is there anything left inside that faggot’s head,” asks Sargent Davis now that he’s once again hilted himself inside my stretched-out ass.
“Nope. He has checked out. I think the only thing left inside his tiny little head is the lust for more dick”
“Well lets get going. Wouldn’t want to disappoint our new toy”
Sargent Davis begins to slowly move back and forth, only stopping before his cockhead is removed from my hole. Officer Rome only pulls out halfway before sliding back in. They’re just alternating movements to stretch my ass further.
This goes on for a few minutes before I feel one of the two invaders begin to pulse.
“Hey Davis I’m about to bust inside him,” Officer Rome tells him.
“Alright a few more strokes and Ill bust too”
So they’re pounding away when I feel both pulse and my hole is flooded with the cum from the two monster cocks. I feel so warm, so good, so euphoric at the moment that I finally cum inside my jockstrap. the warm liquid leaks through the pouch and onto Officer Rome’s shirt. I’m so spent. They’ve used and abused me so hard.
Sargent Davis pulls out first but my hole doesn’t even close completely around Officer Rome’s big black cock. Some cum leaks out onto the floor. Officer Rome pulls out now and now even more cum leaks onto the floor. My hole is more like a cunt now and I am completely cunted now.
I hear a camera shutter click and I look back at Sargent Davis. He’s pulled out his phone and taken a picture of my loose, dripping cunt. “That’s for me. Something to remember you by, you little slut,” Sargent Davis tells me. I don’t even care. Officer Rome pushes me off of him and I fall to the dirty, cum strewn floor. He gets up off the toilet and pushes his cock near my face and orders me to clean it. I take the cummy, big black cock into my mouth and I lick it all over, making sure its completely clean. I swallow everything on that cock like the good slut I am. Sargent Davis sees what I’ve just done and tells me to do the same thing. I lick it all over, up and down the shaft and around the head, making sure that its completely clean from cum and ass juice.
After I cleaned Sargent Davis’s monster cock, he grabs me by hair and forces my head to the ground and into the cum puddle that leaked from my ass. “You forgot this mess, you fag,” Sargent Davis tells me. “lick it up”
I do as I’m told and I lick the dirty, cum puddle off the cold concrete. I love the taste of this cum. I love the taste of this dirty concrete. I love being this gay fucking slut for these monster cocks. I drag my tongue across the concrete making sure each spilled load is in my mouth before swallowing each one. They came so much in my ass and I’m still leaking cum onto the floor.
I hear the camera shutter click again and Sargant Davis says “Alright that’s enough you little fag. We had our fun. Theres no need to take you to jail so long as you stay out of trouble”. I look up at them and find them already dressed and put together again. I’m still hunched over on the floor with my tongue dirty from the concrete when I slur out something that sounds like “thank you sirs” to them.
“You better get yourself put together quick before someone else walks in on you and actually calls the police. As much as I would like to see you in my jail cell, you better off free and serving cock,” Officer Rome tells me. I grab my wadded up shorts and clean my face while they walk out of the restroom. Once I put myself together again, still woozy from the drug they gave me, I stumble out of the restroom into the sunlight with cum still leaking down my leg and make the trek back to my car. What a fucking day it has been.
Epilogue
After driving home and hopping into the shower to clean myself, I check Sniffies again and see an unread message from an anonymous account. It’s the pictures Sargent Davis took of me and a message that says “what a fucking whore you are”. Hes right. I do look like a whore with a busted, gaped open cunt. My face is a mess. My eyes look like I’m totally gone. My dick gets hard looking at what a fucking slut I am and I slip 4 fingers into my sore hole to fill that emptiness they left in me.
