My dad's friend, the cop

Bob leaves me in the room for more than an hour. He might think that this will get me irritated, but I remain calm.

When he finally gets back, I blurt out “couldn’t you have at least uncuffed me before leaving? My hands are hurting”

“That will be the least of your worries”

I notice he has a baton in his hand, why the hell would he have that? He walks towards me and finally uncuffs my hands from the table, only to pull them across the table and cuff them from the other side, leaving my torso hanging over the table.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing? This hurts” I yell at him. He doesn’t answer. I look up to find his reflection on the mirror in front of me. He circles the table and stops right behind me.

“You wanted to know what we do to the bad people we pick up from the streets? Well, here’s a preview”

He takes out what looks like a knife and tears my shirt in half. My bare back is revealed as it falls from both sides.

“You destroy their clothes? Wooo scary” I say at him. “You really need to learn to shut up, kid” he says as he draws his blade closer to my pants.

He pins the knife between my cheeks and my pants burst open, revealing the jockstrap I was wearing to the party. “Looks like you might have known what happens here after all” says Bob while blurting out a laugh. I try to climb on the table to cover myself, but he holds me by the legs before using the handcuffs to lock each of my ankles to one table leg. I start to fear what he might do as I am spread on the table, hands cuffed in front of me while my bare ass is spread for him to stab.

“Bob, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again, promise. Please Bob, please! Please don’t hit me!” I scream. But he laughs. “You think I will hit you? I’m no monster, kid”

I start to catch my breath again as I relax; he won’t hurt me. Before I could think, I feel something cold penetrate my ass, reaching my stomach. I gulp as my ass clenches, trying to understand what just happened.

I look at the mirror, trying to catch a glimpse of what he is doing “This tool is not for hitting people, kid, it’s used to force some sense into them” Bob explains as he pulls the baton out of my oblivious asshole. I feel my ass burn as it tries to regain its former shape. Without notice, the baton is inserted into me again, stronger this time. But instead of pain, this time I feel pleasure. I let out a moan as my dick fights with my underwear. “This is not for you to enjoy” says Bob as he instantly pulls out the tool. I feel saddened as my body is emptied from this toy.

“If you think this is a game, kid, I’d have to punish you with something bigger”

I raise my head to see Bob unzip his jeans, then feel something much thicker forcing itself into my craving asshole. I feel Bob’s dick widening me like I’ve never been widened before. My asshole burns as this intruder forces itself inside it. With one strong move, I feel Bob pushing his entire penis into my ass, pushing me closer to the table I was strapped to.

Instead of pain, I feel relief. I moan louder this time, raising my head upwards as Bob’s thick dick penetrates me.

I feel the frustration in Bob’s voice as he pulls out and screams “You’re supposed to be in pain!”

“You know” I reply after my moan, “if you untie me, you’d be feeling the same way as I am”

I freeze, unclear of what my next move is. I came here with a purpose but find myself completely lost. The kid’s dad asked me to punish him like I would another criminal, but I’ve never had anyone act like this!

All my years on the force, once the baton was in, I heard screams and pains and the criminal would confess to everything he’s ever done. But this kid’s different, this kid is getting to me. I was only supposed to hurt him with the baton, but I suddenly found myself penetrating him with my thick hard dick. How did this happen? How did I get hard? How will I tell his dad that the punishment didn’t work? Should I tell him that I even used my cock, and he enjoyed it? And now, this little brat asks to be untied? How dare he think that I’m playing with him?

I stand here, looking at this kid’s thick hairless ass as he’s sprayed across the table. This thin small kid, barely 19, enjoying the torture as my dick pleads me to penetrate his ass again. The only good thing about this whole situation is that his dad asked for no one to be watching as I tortured him, which means that no one saw what I just did.

Still frozen, he adds “So? Are you gonna untie me, Bob?”

I always hated how he called me by my name. He should call me Uncle Bob, just like his brothers do, I mean I’ve known his dad for 10 years before this little shit was even born. “Stop calling me Bob, kid” “Do you prefer Uncle Bob? Would Uncle Bob like to untie me so we can continue to play?” he says, mocking me. I clench my fists as my dicks hardens even more.

I can’t remember what I did, but the next thing I know, this kid is on his knees as he says “let me shed some lights on a few things you don’t know”

This twink starts by licking my dick before he inserts it in his mouth. I feel my dick throb at the touch of his tongue. It keeps pulsating with every blow he gives me. I sit on the chair destined for him and drop my head backwards.

I always had a crush on Bob, the first time I ever masturbated was the night I saw him topless. You might think I’m weird but let me explain a bit. Bob is a 45-year-old man with the body of a 28-year-old, you know Chris Hemsworth? Yeah, well Bob has the same body. His hairy bulky chest is the best chest I have ever seen on a man. And to top that, he’s always in his uniform. I’ve never seen him wear anything else, although I’ve always fantasized about him being naked for me.

Although my brother called him Uncle Bob, I call him Bob. I need him to see me as the man I really am, and not the child he used to know. It’s bad enough I’m barely visible next to him, I couldn’t have him think I was still a child.

So, you must know how it makes me feel, having his thick cut dick in my mouth right now. I feel my dick bursting to be let out of my jockstrap and torn up pants. I stop sucking Bob and look up to see him resting his head backwards, eyes closed. I rub his dick with my hands while still staring at his amazing jaw line. He doesn’t move. I stand up and walk over him with one leg from each side before I guide his thick cock into my longing ass. As I sit, I see his eyes open and his head bounces back. “What are you doing kid?” “Didn’t you enjoy it the first time?”. He doesn’t respond as I continue to drop down on him, letting his thick dick back into me, widening my ass again.

He looks down on me as his hands circle to hold me, letting out a silent moan. I start riding his joystick as I jump up and down on his body. His hands aid me as I hump him. I feel my dick crying to be let out. Bob notices it, his hands slightly sliding down my back. with one move, he rips my pants open even more, detaching the belt from the rest of the legs. His hands do the same from the front and I am lefts with leggings and a belt. My thin hairless thighs revealed, my cock fighting the jockstrap that was still intact. I reach out and slide my dick sideways, releasing it from its prison. Bob reaches out and grips my dick, making it almost disappear in his huge hand.

I see his thin uncut cock popping out as my fat cock is buried into his ass. Without thinking, I grab it and start rubbing it. I’ve never seen such a cock; it’s bent sideways as if it wasn’t allowed to grow straight. I don’t know what comes over me, but next thing I knew, I’m carrying the kid to the table, and laying him on his back. I put his legs together and turn them sideways, rotating my cock in his tight ass as I continue to fuck him. Good thing the table is bolted to the ground, otherwise we’d be fucking against the wall at this point. I wonder if he’s enjoying it as much as I am, and he lets out a moan to prove my suspicions. The sound of his enjoyment travels through me and blurt out “I’m gonna cum”

He pushed away and forces my dick to exit his hole and he quickly drops to the ground, taking my dick in one hand while the other rubs his own.

A thick white fluid covers my whole face as Bob busts 7 loads of cum. The feel of his warm cum in my mouth and on my face make me blow my own load between his boots. I hear him sigh as his thick dick starts to deflate, returning to its original size. My dick pulsates once more as I discover his flaccid dick is as thick as my hard cock. I look up and ask “did I lie? I told you we’d feel the same way”