Cop bullies

Josh was pissed. His stupid boss was such an asshole. He was so sick of his stupid fucking job. At least it was Friday and he had the weekend to relax and chill out. It had rained earlier, and the road was wet with puddles. He drove up to the intersection and his front tyre smashed into a puddle in a pothole splashing water everywhere. Oh fuck! There was a huge motorcycle cop on his bike right next to him and he had just splashed water all over his tall shiny boots.

The cop’s head twisted round and he shouted at him. “You fucking idiot! Pull over past the intersection” he shouted.

Josh couldn’t see the cop’s face since he was wearing his helmet and sunglasses, but the man looked huge and incredibly muscled. He was terrified of what the cop was going to do to him but fuck he was hot. His uniform looked like it was painted on to his bulging muscles. When the lights changed Josh pulled over where the cop indicated.

The cop parked his bike behind his car and started taking off his helmet. Josh was staring at him in his rear-view mirror and started shaking with fear. He suddenly realised who the cop was. That was Chad Johnson, sheriff Johnson’s spoiled brat of a son, ex high school quarterback and town darling. And the bane of Josh’s existence in high school. Chad and his two pet morons of friends had made every single day of high school a living hell for him. Of course he had become a fucking cop. His dad was the sheriff and what better job for a sadistic bully.

Chad strutted over to Josh looking as full of himself as ever. When he got to the driver’s side window and looked down at Josh a cruel smirk appeared on his face.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Josh Baxter. Get out of the car fag. Hands on the roof and spread your legs”.

Josh did as he was told knowing this wasn’t going to end well for him. Josh would probably give him a ticket for some made up bullshit just to show his power. Fuck he really couldn’t afford a ticket right now.

Chad got right into Josh’s face pressing him into the car. Josh could feel the hot young cop’s rock-hard body.  Wait, is that a hard on pressing into his ass?

Chad pressed his mouth to Josh’s ear and said, “You fucking got mud on my boots faggot”.

“I’m sorry Chad. It was an accident”.

“What the fuck did you call me faggot? I’m an officer of the law show me the fucking respect I deserve” Chad said.

You don’t deserve respect you asshole Josh thought but answered “Sorry officer Sir. I didn’t mean any disrespect. It was an accident officer Sir. I didn’t mean to get your boots dirty Sir.”

“You’d better make this right fag. Boots make the man and I am one hot fucking alpha man so my boots need to look as good as me. Isn’t that right bitch?”

“Yes Sir, of course you are right” Josh replied. “But what can I do Sir. Your boots are dirty now. I already apologised”.

“Well fag. You can take off your pretty little jacket, get on your faggot knees and wipe my boots clean. That’s what you can do.” Chad’s grin got wider as he said that. Not much had changed since high school then, he was still a fucking bully. Josh can’t remember how many times Chad and his asshole buddies had made him kiss and lick their football cleats or work boots.

“But Sir we’re on the side of the road” Josh said.

“Yes we are queer. That’s the only reason I am not making you lick my fucking boots clean. Now get to it before I get angry and take you downtown.”.

Josh knew the only way out of this was to just do what Chad told him. That’s how he had got through high school. He groaned and took off his new suit jacket which would soon be ruined and prostrated himself before his tall muscular 19-year-old ex-classmate.

“That’s it faggot get them nice and clean. Show the nice folks driving past how much you respect an officer of the law”. Chad said with a laugh in his voice.

Josh bent down and rubbed his jacket all over the boots getting most of the mud off and bringing back something of their former shine. Holy shit Chad’s legs and calves had got even bigger since leaving school Josh thought, his cock starting to get hard. He could feel the powerful legs flexing under the boot leather as he polished them with his jacket. After a few minutes he sat up and looked up at his gorgeous tormentor and asked if that was enough.

“For now” Chad said. “Be at my house at 6 tonight. You can finish the job properly then.”

“But Chad I’ve got plans. I’m not your slave anymore”. Josh whined.

“Call me Sir queer. Don’t make me say it again. If you don’t want to spend the weekend in jail you had better change your fucking plans. And we’ll see about you being my slave too bitch”.

Chad’s face was getting red with anger. Josh had seen that look too many times and knew he had better just give in. How bad could it be?  Chad would probably just make him polish his fucking boots. Truth be told Josh thought those massive boots were pretty hot and getting a chance to spend some quality time touching them, smelling them, worshipping them… Fuck he was rock hard now. Hopefully Chad wouldn’t notice.

“OK Sir. I will be there” Josh said.

Chad put his sunglasses back on and started strutting to his bike. “Nice boner fag” he shouted as Josh was getting back in his car. Fuck he thought, what have I got myself into?

Josh got to Chad’s house just before 6PM and was about to knock on the door when he heard laughter and cheering. Oh for fucks sake he thought. Has he got his fucking idiot buddies here too? Knowing there was no way out of this he knocked on the door.

“Doors unlocked fag” Chad shouted. Josh opened the door and stepped in. “Come in the living room queer. We’ve been waiting for you. Crawl in on all fours like the dog you are” Chad and his two buddies burst into laughter at that.

Josh took off his coat and got on all fours and crawled into the living room. The sight that greeted him gave him an instant rock-hard erection. Sitting in the living room were Chad, Brock and Jack. They had clearly continued working out since leaving high school just over a year ago. Josh didn’t think it was possible, but their muscles were so much bigger than he remembered. All three were dressed in skintight motorcycle cop uniforms leaving nothing to the imagination. Their broad chests and massive biceps stretching the fabric of their uniforms to near breaking point. All three were sitting with legs spread out wide in front of them showing off their obscene bulges. All three he remembered from school had massive packages and they were definitely not afraid to show them off. Stretched out in front of them on their huge feet (all three size 13 if he remembered right) were huge tall knee high Dehner police patrol boots. You could see the remains of a shine on them but they had taken a battering during the day and had stains and dirt on them.

“Take your jaw off the floor queer. You’re drooling. We know we’re studs. We’re not here to be your eye candy, you’re here to serve us. Crawl over to my feet queer” Chad said.

Josh did as he was told and crawled over to Chad. “I can’t believe this fucking queer just came here. He is such a pussy. He can’t even stand up for himself. What a pathetic faggot”. Brock said laughing.

“Strip” Chad said.

“What Sir? You want me to get naked?” Josh replied sure he misheard.

“Did I stutter queer? If you are not butt-naked in 1 minute I am going to beat the shit out of you” Chad said.

Josh panicked and ripped his clothes off as fast as he could which the three alpha cops found hilarious.

“Now kiss each of my boots and apologise to them for showing them disrespect earlier today”. Chad said the familiar cruel smirk returning to his face.

Josh bent his head down to Chad’s huge right boot toe and planted a firm kiss on it. “Sorry Chad’s boot. I am truly sorry for disrespecting you earlier today”. Josh could feel his cock getting painfully hard and throbbing at the extreme humiliation and submission to the stronger man. He moved over to the left boot and repeated the firm kiss letting out a little moan of pleasure before repeating his apology to the left boot. As he sat up the bullies noticed his throbbing pulsating cock.

“The fucking queer has a hard on” Jack exclaimed, pure glee in his voice. “He’s fucking getting off on this”.

Josh’s face went blood red with shame at his humiliation. He did enjoy kinky sex and was turned on by hot muscular confident, cocky men in uniforms, leather, sports gear and so on but these guys were just grade A assholes.

Chad tapped Josh’s throbbing erection with the toe of his boot bouncing it on the boot causing Josh to nearly explode in an uncontrollable orgasm. He used all his willpower not to cum. That smooth boot leather felt so good on his cock and the sheer dominance of the three alpha cops was making him high with lust.

“You’re disrespecting my boot again queer” Chad said. “Now you are getting your filthy precum all over it”.

“I’m sorry Sir. I can’t help it Sir” Josh whined, groaning with pleasure at the big booted foot continuing to gently kick his erection.

“We are going to have to teach you some respect for law boots faggot” Chad said. “I want you to get on all fours and stick out your butt. Brock and Jack are going to discipline you while you clean my boots the way a fag should”.

Josh knew what that meant. He was expected to lick every inch of boot leather with his tongue. Pressing down hard and making sure to get the boots nice and wet with saliva. He had been forced to lick their dirty football cleats clean enough in high school to know how much they enjoyed this. But this was on a whole other level. Their football cleats had just covered their big sweaty smelly feet. These boots went all the way up to their knees, encasing their thick powerful calves.

As Josh got into position on all fours as he was instructed and lowered his head to the big boots in front of him Brock and Jake got up and started taking off their wide heavy leather duty belts. Josh froze staring at them as they got big shit eating grins on their faces. Brock took his intimidating belt in his huge paws and snapped it. “Discipline time faggot” he said.

“My buddies here are going to belt your ass fag” Chad said. “It only stops when my boots are sparkling. So you had better do a thorough job. When you are done you can thank them for their hard work teaching you respect for law boots by licking their boots clean too”.

Josh lowered his head and started licking the toe of Chad’s right boot. He could feel the stud’s toes flexing under the leather as he pressed his tongue to the boot in firm long licks. He could taste boot polish and dirt. Just as he was enjoying the sensation and sheer ecstasy of submission to the alpha his ass exploded in pain. Brock had brutally smashed his belt into Josh’s ass full force. Josh jerked up screaming in pain.

“Get back to licking his boots you queer bitch” Jack barked forcing him back down using his own big patrol boot. He could feel the big size 14 boot sole pressing down on his back smashing his face into the boot in front of him. He resumed his tongue cleaning as Jack smacked his own belt down on to his ass. Luckily the two belt wielding bullies toned down the impact of their lashes enough to allow Josh to worship Chad’s patrol boots without constantly jerking up in pain. He could feel bruises starting to form and knew he would have trouble sitting down for at least a week.

Gradually Josh’s endorphins kicked in and he lost himself in a submissive high slobbering all over Chad’s boots. He was so incredibly turned on by the sheer dominance and sadism of these young cops and the feeling of complete submission and humiliation by being naked worshipping boots. He methodically licked every inch of Chad’s boots. Admiring the firm muscle he could feel flexing underneath the boot leather.

Eventually Chad told his two minions to stop belting his ass. “He’s done a good job on my boots guys. Look at that shine. Have you learned your lesson fag?”

Josh replied “Yes Sir. Thank you for allowing me the privilege of cleaning your powerful law boots with my inferior faggot tongue Sir”.

“Any time queer. Any time. And what do you say to Jack and Brock?” Chad asked.

Josh turned to the two muscular alpha cop studs who had resumed their seats and crawled over to them. He started with Brock and planted a deep long kiss onto the toe each of his huge boots. He sat up looked the smirking young alpha in his eyes and said “Thank you Sir for giving me the punishment I richly deserved. I deserved every lash of your law belt and I am truly grateful for the lesson Sir. Thank you for using your powerful muscles to hit me so hard Sir”. Brock laughed his head off and kicked Josh over to Jack where he repeated the boot kisses and gratitude.

Chad ordered a pizza and while they waited Josh was told to lick Brock and Jack’s boots clean. They let him just absolutely pig out on their massive sexy as fuck patrol boots. He just let all his inhibitions go and grovelled over their boots. He kissed them, licked them, worshipped them. He moaned in pleasure at the flavour of their boot leather while he humped his hard cock on the floor. The guys just chatted away ignoring Josh debasing himself on their boots which just turned him on more.

When the pizza arrived the alphas each took a slice leaving one slice in the box. Chad asked “You hungry Josh?”. It was the first time the whole night Chad hadn’t referred to him as fag, bitch, queer or some other abusive term, it was weird. Josh nodded and his stomach growled making everyone laugh.

Chad smiled, put the box on the floor and just as Josh starting crawling toward the box Chad lifted his patrol boot and stomped it down onto the pizza slice, twisting his foot and mashing the pizza. He sat back down lifted his boot and said “enjoy fag”.

Josh couldn’t believe how much this abuse was turning him on. He licked the pizza off Chad’s boot sole while moaning in pleasure. He used his teeth and fingers to get the mush out of his boot lugs and eventually the whole sole was spotless. Despite their abusive language and aggression this whole scene was feeling much more like playful hazing and male bonding than actual bullying and abuse. The whole time all three cops had been massaging their obvious rock-hard erections. This was definitely sexual not straight men fag-bashing.

Josh needed to piss and asked Chad if he could go to the bathroom. “Down the hall Josh” he said again dropping the abusive language. When Josh had relieved himself he noticed the door to Chad’s room and couldn’t resist have a look. He found Chad’s laundry basket which was giving off some serious stink. It was intoxicating. He picked up some truly rank socks and shoved them in his face moaning and started jerking his cock.

Before he could cum he heard a man clearing his throat. He turned round and saw Chad and dropped the socks in horror at being caught like this. “You are so fucking sexy Josh. I can’t resist you”.

“What? What did you say? Er I mean Sir” Josh said not understanding what was happening. Did the man who has been tormenting him since he was 13 years old just say he was sexy?

“Josh I’ve been into you since the moment I met you. Why do you think I’ve been bullying you all these years? I am not going to pretend any more. I am gay and I want you Josh”. The big sexy jock cop stepped up to Josh got down on one knee and looked him in the eye with an intense serious look like Josh had never seen on his face before. “Josh Baxter, will you please consider being my boyfriend?”

Josh couldn’t process this. This was crazy. This man had bullied him for years. Made him kiss and lick his cleats and boots, had spanked him, tied him up, taped his shoes to his face, shoved his socks in his mouth, wedgied him. And now he wanted to be his boyfriend. On the other hand, if Josh was honest it wasn’t like he totally hated the bullying. In fact he had pretty much always popped a boner whenever the guys even approached him. And holy shit but Chad was literally the hottest stud in town, fuck the county.

“What about your buddies? What will they say? And what about your dad?” Josh said.

Chad laughed loudly. “Brock and Jack? Shit Josh, those two have been fucking each other since they discovered their dicks. They are the kinkiest fuckers I have ever met. You won’t believe the shit they do to each other. You think we bullied you? Those two do 10 times worse to each other.” Then Chad looked serious. “My dad on the other hand. That is a problem. But he is just going to have to accept it. He has gay buddies so I think he will get over it. So long as he knows I’m the man in the relationship and we both know I’m going to be the Alpha man in this relationship, don’t we my queer bitch boy?”.

“Yes Sir” Josh said. “I wouldn’t want it any other way”.

Chad went over to his dresser, opened a drawer and pulled out a dog collar. “Kneel” he said. Josh kneeled in front of his new boyfriend and Chad fastened the collar around his neck making him shudder in pleasure. Chad lifted Josh to his feet and gave him the most passionate kiss of his life, almost fucking him with his tongue.

Chad dragged Josh back into the living room by his new collar. Brock and Jack looked up surprised. Chad said “Guys, Josh is now my boyfriend”.

“You want this prissy little fag to be your boyfriend” Brock said.

Chad practically growled at Brock. “He may be submissive but he is mine and you are going to treat him with respect if you don’t want your head bashed in”.

“OK. OK. I’m sorry” Brock said.

“I’m confused” Josh said. “Didn’t you say they were gay”.

“We are gay bitch” Brock said. “But we are equal. We fight for dominance and winner gets to fuck the loser. And more. Neither one of us could ever be such a submissive bitch like you. Just submitting without a fight. It’s pathetic”.

“Watch it!” Chad growled.

“Yeah, yeah sorry. No offense intended queer. Whatever gets your rocks off” Brock said.

Chad said “Why don’t we go back your place guys. You two can put on a show for Josh here and blow his mind”.

Brock and Josh broke into huge grins and jumped up. They all headed back to Brock and Jack’s house next door. When they got there Jack led them down to the basement. What Josh saw there was like a porn set. It was a fully kitted out proper dungeon. Sound proofing on the walls, a fucking bench, saint Andrews cross, a hoist hanging down from the ceiling, a big dog cage in the corner and on the wall hung a massive selection of whips, paddles, straps, canes, restraints of all kinds. This was terrifying Josh but also making him really really hard.

Chad grabbed josh into another kiss and said “don’t worry Josh. Brock and Jack are going to put on a show for you. You are going to love it. It is going to blow your mind”. Chad and Josh went to sit on a big leather couch on one side of the room while Brock and Jack took off their shirts revealing their smooth muscular chests. They started limbering up like they were getting ready for a fight.

Brock and Jack squared off against each other on a wrestling mat in the middle of the dungeon. They were still wearing their sexy tight breaches and tongue polished patrol boots. They looked like gods. Then they started wrestling. They were grunting, grabbing each others balls, biting, this was serious. They each managed to briefly dominate the other but the other one always managed to escape and get the upper hand again. After 20 minutes they were starting to get exhausted, both absolutely drenched in sweat making them glisten in the light. Jack finally got on top of Brock and despite Brock’s best efforts he couldn’t get out from under him.

“All right I give” Brock said.

“What do you have to say?” Jack said a familiar cruel smirk on his face clearly enjoying his victory.

“Master Jack. Please will you make me your faggot bitch for the night. I promise I will submit to you completely Master”.

Jack stood up and as Brock made to push himself up Jack stomped him back down with his patrol boot. He put his other boot in front of Brock’s face and Brock obediently lapped at the boot with his tongue. It was so sexy. The raw masculinity, the domination, the submission. So fucking hot.

Jack dragged Brock to his feet and put a collar on him. He then cuffed his hands and secured them to the hoist hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the room. He lifted the hoist until Brock was dangling his boot toe just barely touching the floor. His beautiful muscled chest and arms straining.

Jack went to wall and picked up an honest to god bullwhip. He cracked it menacingly several times.

“Don’t worry” Chad whispered into Josh’s ear. “Both of them are pain pigs. And sadists”

Jack noticed the exchange and went up to Brock and opened his zipper pulling out Brock’s massive erection. He then pulled out his own rock-hard cock which was throbbing and stepped back. He lifted his arm and lashed the bullwhip with full strength across Brock’s broad back. Brock screamed but his erection jumped. This went on for 20 lashes. Jack added the cruellest nipple clamps Josh had ever seen to Brocks tits and added weights. Brock’s cock got even harder. “Fucking whip me proper you pussy” he said to Jack.

Jack just smiled sadistically and pulled Brock’s pants down to his boot tops exposing his spectacular muscular ass. He traded the bullwhip for a terrifying looking prison strap. He laid into Brocks ass over and over again eliciting blood curdling screams and black and blue bruises all over that amazing ass. Just as it was looking like Brock might pass out Jack picked up a single tail whip and started to whip Brock’s erection causing even more screams but Brocks cock was also throbbing harder and harder. Jack was frantically jerking himself while whipping his partners cock and they both came at the same time. Brock literally had the cum whipped out of his rock-hard cock and shot spurt after spurt after spurt of thick cop cum. It was the most intense cum shot Josh had ever seen. He was about to burst himself just witnessing these alpha studs engaging in and clearly loving such extreme pain play. Jack pulled Brock down and they both lay down hugging and kissing each other

Chad turned to Josh and said “I need to fuck you. Now”.

“Fuck yes please” Josh said his own need for sex desperate. “But…”

“Yes. Tell me what you want babe” Chad re-assured him.

“Could. Could you tie me to the fuck bench and paddle me with that frat paddle over there first?” Josh blurted out his face going red with shame and embarrassment.

“Hell yes I can babe! Fuck you are amazing. I fucking love you”. Chad said.

Wait did Chad just say he loved me Josh thought. Chad picked him up by his collar and dragged him to the spank/fuck bench. He shoved him onto it and applied the restraints. Tight. Josh couldn’t move a muscle once he was tied down.

“Wait. Sir.” Josh said just as Chad was going to get the scary looking frat paddle with big holes down the middle.

“Yes. Are you backing out?”. Chad said looking disappointed but coming back.

“No Sir. But could you gag me with your socks please? And please make the paddle licks really hard Sir. Don’t hold back. Can you give me 20 licks please Sir? Very hard ones.”

Chad broke into the biggest grin Josh had ever seen on him. “Are you sure boy? Brock and Jack have already done a number on your ass with their belts. Are you sure you want the paddle licks that hard? If you ask me not to hold back I won’t”.

“Yes Sir. I am sure” Josh said riding high on intense arousal.

“OK no problem babe” Chad said and went back to the couch where he pulled off his patrol boots and removed his socks. He sniffed them and nearly wretched at the stench. They were soaked in sweat and he ran out of socks days ago having not done his laundry. Josh was going to love this he thought. He put his patrol boots back on his bare feet, took off his shirt showing off his powerful chest and arms and strutted over to his new boyfriend restrained over the bench. He balled up one sock and shoved it into the willing mouth. Josh’s eyes bulged at the intense flavour of his alpha’s socks. Chad tied the other sock around Josh’s head securing the other one and making sure to lay the toe part of the sock right under Josh’s nose.

Finally Chad sauntered over to the wall and picked up the big paddle slapping it in his palm as he strutted back. He released his rampant erection from his pants wound up his arm as high as he could and SMASHED the paddle into his boyfriends already bruised ass. Josh screamed into the sock, the hyperventilation making his nose suck in even more of the stench of his alpha’s sock. Chad slammed the paddle in over and over again waiting for the pain to have maximum effect between each lick. Josh’s cock remained hard and pulsing the entire time betraying his own masochism which made Brock and Jack have a whole new admiration for Josh. They were never going to look at him the same way ever again.

After the 20th brutal paddle lick Chad stepped up to Josh’s ass and brutally penetrated him with his big pulsing cock. It didn’t take more than 10 hard thrusts before he shot load after load into his boyfriends battered ass. He slumped over Josh’s limp body and whispered into his ear “I love you. I love you so much Josh. You are perfect”.

Eventually Josh was untied and they all had a beer while they recovered. Chad looked over to Josh and asked him “How do you want to cum Josh? Tell me your sick fantasies”.

Josh hesitated and blushed making Chad grin obscenely. Josh’s dick which had gone limp started hardening quickly. This should be good Chad thought.

“Well. Could you. Could you.” He hesitated a second. “Could you stomp my dick and balls with your patrol boots until I cum? And maybe Brock could crush my skull with his and Jake could shove his boot in my mouth”. Josh’s face was red as a tomato confessing his desire to be mashed under the cop’s big sexy patrol boots until he came.

Chad grinned. “Fuck yes we can do that right boys” he said looking at his buds who nodded enthusiastically. They had always wanted to stomp suspects under their boots.

Josh lay on his back on the wrestling mat. His arms and legs were stretched painfully tied by ropes to hooks in the wall. He looked up at the three tall hot muscular 19 year old motorcycle cops bare chested in their tight breaches cocks out and being fisted by their big gloved hands and of course all three in their shiny big knee high dehner patrol boots. Boots which were about to destroy Josh.

Brock strutted over to Josh’s head and stomped his big boot down onto Josh’s skull putting it on its side and crushing down with his weight. Josh felt like his skull was going to pop. The boot sole digging into his ear.

Jack followed and growled “Open your fucking mouth faggot” and shoved the toe of his boot into Josh’s mouth. He pushed it in so deep it was nearly breaking Josh’s jaw. It was awesome. Josh lapped his tongue over the dirty boot sole in his mouth moaning in pain/pleasure.

Finally Chad stepped between Josh’s stretched legs. He lifted his gorgeous patrol boot. The same boot Josh had lavished worship and tongue cleaned every inch of. The same boot he had eaten his dinner off. The beautiful masculine powerful boot was lifted high and Chad stomped it down onto Josh’s pulsing throbbing cock. Josh’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. Chad ground the helpless cock under the sole of his boot. He twisted his boot like he was putting out a cigarette. He lifted his boot and stomped down again. He trampled putting all his weight on the boot crushing the cock. He stomped his boot heel down on Josh’s balls making him nearly throw up and then stepped his foot forward onto the still pulsating cock. Finally he rubbed his boot sole roughly back and forth over his boyfriends cock and Josh’s cock exploded. It pulsed cum over and over again, shooting all the way across the room, it got everywhere. The boot sole on his cock had cum on it, the boot crushing his skull got splattered in cum too, and the shaft of the boot in his mouth got hit too.

The alphas stepped off their willing victim and released his restraints helping him up. Now having shot his load Josh finally felt pain all over his body. It wasn’t unbearable but it was intense and he limped to the couch. He slowly sat down and as his ass touched the leather he shot back up making the alpha’s burst out laughing.

“Yeah you might not be sitting down for a while” Chad said. “Don’t blame me. You’re the one who said don’t hold back with the paddle. Why don’t you lie on the floor on your belly. You got our boots dirty again and you know how we feel about disrespecting law boots. You’re going to have to clean them up”

Jack and Chad sat down in front of Josh’s face. Brock whose own ass was bruised to all hell stayed standing. Josh wriggled up to the boots and started licking up his cum bringing the shine back to the young cops boots. He was in heaven. His only regret was that Chad hadn’t made him his boyfriend years ago.