It’s a hot, early summer day, and I’ve just radioed in to dispatch that I’m signing off duty and going home. I’m three years into my patrol duties as a police officer in my sleepy little town. As a small-town police force with only a few officers on staff, we usually drive our patrol vehicles home so we can quickly respond and assist if a major issue arises.
I was only one mile from my house when dispatch radioed back to me asking if I could respond to one more call that would be on my own street and on my way home. It was a possible domestic disturbance call, the reporting party stating that he can hear the screams of a woman coming from his neighbor’s house. I accepted the call and only a few seconds later I came upon the home in question. It was much like my own house. Very small, but clean and orderly on the outside with a lot of curb appeal. It had a beautiful, well-kept yard which I often noticed as I passed by on my early morning runs.
I radioed to dispatch that I was on scene and about to make contact with the occupants of the home. The reporting party asked not to be contacted during the check, which seemed strange. I had been informed of who the reporting party was, and would contact if necessary, despite his desires. I stood back and watched the house, listening for several seconds trying to pick up any shouting, screaming, or other signs of possible distress. There was nothing but silent stillness. I approached the front door, stepping up the two concrete steps to the porch. I rapped on the door and rang the doorbell. I stepped back onto the pathway leading to the porch and waited. After several seconds the door opened only enough for the male occupant to stick his head out.
“Yes? Can I help you?” He asked.
”Yessir, I’m officer Downing. Is everything okay inside?”
”Yes. Why?”
”Who else is in there?”
”Nobody. I live alone. There’s nobody in here but me. What’s going on? Is something wrong?”
”We have a report of a female screaming and the caller says it’s coming from this house.”
He rolled his eyes and shook his head. “I assure you it’s not coming from here. I’m alone.”
”Would you mind if I come in to take a look?”
”It’s not really convenient right now.”
He still was only peaking his head out the door. He had not opened enough for me to see inside or to see if he was hiding a weapon. This alone seemed a little off, so I pressed him. “It will only take a moment, sir. I don’t have a warrant and at this point you can say no if you want. But it will make everyone feel better if I can make sure that everything is okay in there.”
”It was my asshole neighbor on the left, wasn’t it? He hates me for some reason. Look, if you give me a minute to get some clothes on, I’ll let you in.”
”I’d rather you stayed where I can see you. Again, you can say no. It’s up to you. I don’t yet have probable cause to enter without a warrant.”
”I don’t have any clothes on, officer, but if you want you can come in.”
”Thank you. I appreciate your cooperation.”
He opened the door wide enough to allow my entry, while he stepped behind it. I placed my hand on my sidearm as a precaution in case he tried anything funny. I stepped into his home and turned toward him as he closed the door behind us. He was indeed completely naked. No hidden weapon there, obviously. He swept his arm across the front of his body indicating that I was welcome to look around.
I said, “I’m really sorry to intrude, but I hope you understand. Please show me around if you will.”
”I understand that my neighbor is a complete dick. Follow me.”
He led me past the living room. I glanced around. It was immaculately clean and orderly, just like his yard. The TV was on, but paused. On the screen was gay porn. I understood why he was naked. Apparently I had interrupted something very private. We looked in all of the rooms. He allowed me to look in closets, cupboards and anywhere large enough to hide a person. I was satisfied that he was, in fact, alone in the house and that someone had played a nasty and time wasting prank on him.
”Satisfied?” He asked me.
”I am. And again, I’m so sorry. I will be having a conversation with the caller about this. It is unacceptable to waste public resources just because he has a beef with you. I won’t bother you any longer.”
”I’m sorry that you had to come all the way here for that jerk. And I’m sorry about answering the door without any clothes on. Next time, no matter who it may be, I will get dressed BEFORE I answer.”
”Haha, no worries. Actually it wasn’t that big of a deal for me. I live on this street just a couple of blocks up.”
”Ah, okay. Now I understand why you look so familiar. I see you running through the neighborhood every morning, right? I didn’t know you were a cop. Nice to know you’re so close.”
”Yep, that’s me. I run almost every morning, and usually right by your yard. I’ve noticed how beautiful it is. You keep it up really nice. I’m Jeremy, by the way.”
I looked at him and discreetly looked over his naked body. It was beautiful. He was muscular and tanned with a nice, light wisp of hair across his chest and belly. He was perfect and I was secretly glad to see him naked. My dick started to press against the front of my pants as I started getting turned on by seeing him standing there. He seemed a lot more comfortable about being naked now that I had been in his house for ten minutes. I looked back up to his face and he was grinning. I guess I wasn’t as discreet about checking him out as I had thought.
”Derek. Can I offer you anything? It’s pretty hot out there.”
”It’s pretty hot in here if I’m honest.”
Derek closed the gap between us so that he was standing only about two feet away. I looked at his TV and gave a little jerk of my head. “Whatcha watching?” I asked.
”Hm. You might not be interested in that sort of thing.”
”Looks pretty interesting to me.” I looked down at his cock as it started plumping up. It was not yet starting to rise, but was definitely fuller than I had seen it so far. “I mean, not as interesting as what you’re showing me, but it does look interesting.”
Derek took another step toward me then reached out and placed his hand on my bulge, which was continuing to grow and firm up. “I think this is pretty interesting. It definitely looks like it needs some more space. Those uniform pants are a bit tight. And shit you look fucking hot in that uniform. I mean, I’m sure you’re even hotter without it, but fuck, I’m so turned on right now.”
”Yeah, they are a bit tight. They’re not really made to accommodate this kind of situation.” I said as I reached out for his bare cock, now standing straight out on its way up to full staff. I gave it a few tugs, then he moved in, interlacing his legs with mine so that one of my legs was between his. He pushed his hard cock into me, then softly grabbed the back of my head and leaned in for a kiss. My lips parted allowing his tongue to find mine. I flicked the tip of his tongue with mine a few times, then shoved my tongue fully into his mouth. I reached behind him, grabbed his bare ass and pulled him into me. He started grinding his hard cock against my thigh.
My cock was starting to ache inside my pants. There wasn’t enough space for my cock to stand up in them, so it was pushing painfully against the fabric, straining to release itself into a more comfortable position. I moved my hips in response to his, now grinding against each other, kissing with heated passion.
I pulled away, suddenly remembering that I was still on the job.
”I need to go speak to your neighbor and call this in as a non-issue. Then I’m heading home. I can’t keep the car out on personal time.”
”Are you sure? I really want to blow you while you’re in that uniform. I’m really good. I can make it quick.”
I mulled on this for about two whole seconds. “Okay. I’m sure I can be quick about it too.” I said with a grin.
He immediately dropped to his knees in front of me and unzipped my pants. He reached inside and tried his best to maneuver my hard cock through the open fly, but it just wasn’t cooperating. “You’re going to have to help. Or take off some of the gear so unbutton you too.”
With some interesting contortions, I was able to tweak and wrangle my dick enough to free it from the confines of my pants and underwear.
”Fucking perfect.” He said as he looked at my raging boner and then looked into my eyes. He leaned in, parted his lips and watched me as he took my cock into his mouth.
”Oh fuck.” I gasped as I bottomed out in his throat. “Fuck yeah dude. Suck my dick. Take it all the way in.”
”Mmmm hmmmm” he mumbled into the bush around the base of my dick. He began fondling my balls, pulling on them, stroking a finger between my legs and pressing against my asshole as he sucked.
“God damn. You ARE good at this. Fuck that feels good. Keep sucking me. Stroke your dick. I want to watch you jack your cock while you’re blowing me.”
He reached between his own legs with his free hand and started jacking himself. He spit into his palm and wet his dick with it. He wrapped that hand around the head of my cock and took the precum to mix with his spit as lube.
“Fuck yeah. Oh fuck. I’m getting close. Keep sucking me. Keep going. I’m almost there! Oh fuck!” I let myself blow in his mouth. He took several spurts and then pulled away and I shot the rest of my load on his face while he started shooting his own load on my boots and the floor.
I leaned back against the kitchen counter to keep my knees from giving out on me. I stayed on his knees, licking the remaining cum off of my balls and cock, panting and trying to recover from his own orgasm.
I pulled him up onto his feet and brought him in for a deep kiss, tasing my own cum in his mouth. “That was awesome. I definitely want more of you.” I said. “But I really have to go before they send backup. I need to call dispatch.”
”Sure. Maybe since we’re neighbors we can have a drink or a meal together sometime.” He said as I tucked my softening cock back into my pants.
”Yeah, sure. That’d be nice. Anytime you want. Like I said, I’m just a couple of blocks up. Stop anytime. You’ll see my patrol vehicle in the driveway. And if my Jeep is there also, then I’m home. Or I can give you my number?”
”Okay. What are you doing after you call this in?”
”Taking a shower. Then I have no plans.”
”Would you like to have a beer or something after your shower?”
”Sounds good. Give me thirty minutes and I can come back.”
”Can I come to yours? Maybe my neighbor shouldn’t see you come back here.”
”Right. He has a problem with you?”
“He does. I think it’s because I’m gay. I mean I’m not out there flying my flag or walking through my front yard in a thong or anything, but he knows and I can’t think of any other reason he’d hate me so much. I’ve offered to help him with things in his yard, I’m quiet, I keep a nice house. Whatever.” He said with a shrug.
”Yeah. Come on up to my place. I have beer in the fridge. Give me thirty minutes or so to close up this call and shower.”
”You bet. See you soon.” He said as he closed his door behind me.
I stood on the front porch for a couple of minutes forcing my thick cock to soften before I went to the neighbor’s house and gave him an earful about wasting taxpayer money and resources to register false complaints. He understood that next time would end in HIS arrest. I shook his hand and called into dispatch, closing the call and closing my day for good, then drove the two and a half blocks up the street to my own house. I backed the patrol vehicle into my driveway next to my Jeep Wrangler. I always backed my vehicle into the driveway facing the street so I can make a quick departure if I had to respond to a call.
I grabbed my mail from the box next to the street and unlocked my door, walking into my quiet and still house. All of the curtains and shades were open allowing the sunshine in, which also, unfortunately, let in the heat of the day. I flipped on the air conditioning, dropped the mail on the entry table, then headed back to my bedroom. I took off my gear belt, uniform shirt, Kevlar vest and then my t-shirt. I peeled off my pants, finally allowing my cock a little room to breathe. I lowered my underwear to the floor and kicked them into the laundry basket in the closet. I gave my dick a couple of tugs, reminding it that it may be getting some attention in a while from an extremely sexy man down the street. It was difficult not to just have a quick wank right there, I was so horny.
I turned on the shower, waited for the water to warm up, and stepped in. I made the shower a quicker experience than normal. Just enough to get the stink of the day off. I didn’t want to miss Derek’s arrival because I was being greedy with water like I usually am.
I had just stepped out and grabbed my towel off the bar when I heard him knock softly at the front door. I looked at the clock. Sure enough, I had taken too much time scolding the neighbor, because it had already been forty minutes since Derek closed his door behind me. I wrapped the towel around my waist without drying myself and walked to the door. I opened it and there was Derek looking amazing in shorts and a tank top. The shorts really accentuated his muscular legs and the tank showed just enough chest to let the world know how muscular he was.
He looked at me standing there dripping wet with a towel around my waist and grinned. “We should stop meeting like this.” He said. “Or maybe not.”
I stepped aside and let him in. I closed the door and he turned around, reaching out to grab the towel, dropping it to the floor at my feet. “Fuck. I couldn’t wait to see you naked.” He came in for a kiss and grabbed my ass as he pulled me close. My dick instantly sprung to life, this time without the hindrance of pants.
I peeled his tank top off, while he kicked off his shoes. Still kissing, I worked the button and zipper on his shorts and shoved them to the floor. He was already firm. This time I knelt before him on the floor of my own house. I lifted his balls and licked from his taint all the way up the bottom of his balls, then along the shaft and engulfed his hard cock into my mouth. I shoved my right hand up between his legs and toyed with his hole with my thumb. He parted his legs a little to accommodate. I sucked his cock hungrily and thumbed his asshole for several minutes, while stroking my own cock with my left hand.
He pulled me up to my feet and we kissed again. “Do you want to fuck me?” He asked breathily into my mouth.
I didn’t even answer. I spun him around and pushed him toward the nearest wall. He put his hands on the wall in a frisk pose and stuck out his ass. I spit in my hand and lubed up my bricked up cock. I put the tip to his hole and slowly pushed in, my hands on his hips, pulling him toward me. He also pushed himself toward me, helping me inside. He threw his head back and I wrapped my right hand around his throat, pulling his head back further so I could get my tongue in his mouth. I started thrusting my hips, driving into him with animal-like passion. He started pushing back, meeting each thrust with his own reserve thrusts.
It was hot and humid and we both started sweating, dripping onto the floor around us. I lay my sweaty chest against his back and kept fucking like mad. I was licking the back of his neck, biting his shoulders. He had a great ass and knew how to use it.
I pulled out of him and led him to the couch. He lay down on the arm of the couch, his ready and gaping asshole at just the right height to enter him again while standing. He grabbed behind his knees and pulled them back. I put my hands in place of his and pushed his knees back as far as they would go and keep pummeling his hole. Now I had a good view of his cock, straight and rock hard, bouncing against his belly as I pumped him full of my cock.
He looked me in the eyes with lust and ecstasy. “Fuck dude, your cock feels so good inside me. Pound my ass harder. Make me cum.”
I reached for his cock to stroke him, but he shook his head. “I want to cum just from you fuckin me. I’m already close. Keep pounding me. Fuck me, fuck me! Oh fuck, yeah that’s it. Oh fuck, I’m getting close. I’m gonna cum. OOooooohhhh!”
Without either of touching his cock, just from my dick pounding against his prostate, he shot a huge load all over himself. He opened his mouth and I saw at least two shots land inside. He licked his lips while I kept fucking. “I’m getting close too. Where do you want it?”
”I want to feel you shoot inside me.”
”Oh god, I’m gonna cum. Fuck yeah, here I come. Aaaarrghh.” I unloaded deep inside him, but I kept fucking and fucking.
”Can you go again?” He asked me.
I nodded, sweat flying off my face. “Yeah, I’ve got another one.”
Twenty seconds later I pulled out and stroked my next shot out onto his dick and balls. He reached out and pulled every last drop out of me, caressing my balls and shaft while I convulsed, now completely spent. I turned and flopped onto the couch. Derek sat up and sat on my legs, facing me. We kissed like this for several minutes, both of my loads dripping out of and off of him onto the cushion of the couch, onto my pubic hair. “I think I’ve made a mess.” He said.
”No worries, wouldn’t be the first load of cum to hit my couch. I’ll clean it later.” Finally catching our breath, I said, “How about that beer?”
He nodded and climbed off of me. “Absolutely. I’m so hot and thirsty now. I’ll go get them, stay here.”
Derek ended up staying for dinner. I asked if he wanted to stay the night with me. “Now that we have the animal-like, aggressive fuck out the way, I want to make love to you tonight, wake up next to you in the morning.”
”Mmmm. That sounds really nice, stud. I don’t have to be home for anything, so yeah, I’d like that. And…about those handcuffs….”
