Fucking The Brains out of the Chief of Police

I live in a small town in Nevada. Everybody knows everybody and everybody knows all the cops.

It was a Sunday morning. I was driving home pissed off at my boss for having to get up early Sunday morning to work. Stupid me, I sped past the police department going 20 MPH faster than I should have been. Sure enough, a squad car was just pulling out. He flashed his lights as he pulled behind me. I cursed and pulled over.

I saw that it was the Chief of Police, Mike Macedo. He and I have talked and know each other somewhat well. He was in his mid-30's and still single. I was a few years younger and married with kids.

"What's up, Jack?" he asked.

Though I know I should have been cooler about it, my temper was still flaring.

"Fuck off, Mike," I said "Give me a ticket or whatever and let me get going."

Mike doesn't respond well to threats and he ordered me to get out of the car. I did so as I bitched and moaned. He ordered me to bend over the car and started to pat me down. Now I have a weird habit, when I get angry, I pop a hard-on. I was pissed right then and my cock was totally swollen.

Mike patted me down and paused as he patted my crotch. A tingle ran down my spine as he brushed against my tented trousers. Though I'm married and don't cheat on my wife, I did screw around with guys as a young man.

"I think we need to go into my office," Mike said. I tried to talk my way out of it, but he insisted. We walked into the police department, into his office and he shut the door behind us.

"I'm going to handcuff you," he said "for both our protection." I tried to apologize, but he insisted. He had me sit in a folding chair, put my hands through the open back and he handcuffed me.

He then sat on his desk right in front of me. I noticed that his pants were tight at the crotch area and he was obviously sporting a woody.

"Do you know how many speeding tickets you have, Jack?" he asked.

"A lot," I responded. That was an understatement. I had over a dozen he and I both knew that one more would get me into some serious trouble.

Mike is a good-looking guy, straight black hair cut short, piercing blue eyes and trim and fit. I had always wondered why he still wasn't married, and in fact never had a serious girlfriend.

"What can I do to get out of a ticket?" I asked.

Mike paused and looked at me for a moment. "You ever screw around with guys before?"

I paused and decided to go for it. I admitted that in high school and college I had messed around with guys. Mike smiled as I talked about fucking a young guy's ass before.

Mike stood up from his desk, and then got to his knees in front of me. He slowly opened my zipper and then reached into my underwear and pulled out my bulging cock. It was at it's full seven inches and already leaking a little precum.

I wasn't sure what exactly Mike wanted, but I said nothing as he called the shots. I lifted my hips so he could pull my pants and my underwear to my ankles. He played with my dick for just few moments, stroking it a bit and licking the precum from my piss slit.

He then stood up, and started taking his clothes off. He removed his shoes, pants and underwear. He was turned away from me as he took off his tighty whiteys. I looked at his cute tight ass and then he turned around. His cock was all the way hard and looked to be the same length as my dick, but a littler skinnier. I love cocks of all sizes and his was no exception.

He walked towards me with his cock in his hand and I was sure that he was going to have me suck him off and hoped that he would return the favor. That wasn't what he had in plan.

He straddled my legs, reached behind him to grab my cock and then began to guide it into his asshole.

"Fuck me, Jack," Mike said "Fuck me hard."

His ass was a willing ass and my cock slid right in. He began to ride me as his rigid dick slid up and down on my stomach. I was so getting off on having the cop ride me with my hands cuffed together. Part of me wanted at least one hand free, another part loved the entire domination thing going on. Very new to me.

Mike's hand grabbed the chair behind my shoulders and he began to ride me harder and harder. I did my best to grind and thump with him, moving my hips along with him. He pushed down onto my dick and I shoved my cock further and further into that warm asshole.

Fuck, did he know what he was doing. His hole squeezed my cock. He began to stroke his cock as I fucked him harder and harder. My dick slid in and out of his ass at an incredible speed.

"Yeah," he moaned "Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass harder. Do it."

He began to moan as he stroked his member and shot a warm, juicy load of cum onto my chest. Still riding my member, he picked up the load from my shirt with his finger and stuck into my mouth. I sucked down the manjuice willingly, savoring the taste of cop cum.

"I'm gonna cum," I said.

Mike crawled off of me and started stroking me. I was so close that it didn't take long to shoot my load. My juice flew into the air and landed onto Mike's chest. He then started sucking my cock as I continued to cum and he sucked down every last drop, sucking me until I was flaccid.

He sat down on the floor, out of breath. A few moments later, he stood up. He unlocked the handcuffs. He and I both got dressed.

"I won't give you a ticket this time, Jack," he said "But you watch the speeding."

I agreed that I would and took off.

That's how I fucked the police chief.

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written by guyler